Twilight came suddenly. Even if an hour ago the sun seemed to be high in the sky, it hid behind the horizon fast, leaving the landscape in the deep darkness. The moon wasn't visible in the only partly clear sky. Darkness was quickly working with my genes, changing me into my umbreon form.
Me and Naert were lying in a small place between two trees which root was long enough to intertwine with each other, surroundings was lit up in a weak yellow colour of my ring's glow. I should be asleep now, but I knew that I would be awake the full night as I couldn't sleep. I wasn't sure why, maybe I just wasn't tired, maybe because it was still too early for me to sleep or maybe because Naert forgot to cover me in her fluffy blanket, or because of these glowing ring which I saw in every possible position in which I could rest my head.
No matter what the reason, I stayed wide awake, long time staring at on some random leaf in tree crown and gnawing at a stick which I found nearby. Maybe gnawing a stick could be considered as a childish behaviour but some pokemon species just liked doing that in every age, they just needed to use its teeth one something others discharge their nerves. I wasn't sure why I was doing that, was it typical for this eeveelution? I didn't know, I didn't spend enough time with them to notice that but every time when I had to just lie somewhere and there were some good sticks around, I was gnawing them.
Not every stick was a good stick, most of them were bad. If a stick would be too wet it would be hard to bite it but when a stick is to dry, it would be destroyed too fast. Also, size was important or even most important. Inexperienced pokemon may think that tree can be good stick to bite and quickly find how wrong there were, I personally was choosing sticks of my front legs length but since each my form had a little different length of leg I was making my choices approximately, as eevee I was obviously choosing smaller sticks but there was one more my most irritating chose, thickness of a stick. As umbreon, I needed a much thicker one as my jaws were stronger but as espeon or leafeon, I needed to choose more delicate sticks to still enjoy the process of biting.
But the stick was not what was bothering me, rather my unexpected reunion with Naert. I was thinking. Where we could be now if I said everything on the first day when we met. Maybe then we could live peacefully together, still walking from place to place through this world returning to the valley to our den under willow for winter, or maybe we wouldn't be even friends.
For now, it looked that she accepted my differences as if it was nothing, just another pokemon ability. Or maybe she was only acting like that? Maybe she didn't want to sadden me or she did that only because she knew me as a friend. But was it important? Maybe shouldn't I try to guess why she acted like that and simply enjoy it for what it was? It was an enticing thought, but I felt as if I was just skipping something, maybe something important.
I remember that Rea also took my form changes quite calmly, she was scared at first but with time she got used to it. She even offered me to stay in her pack, which was an interesting offer but also dangerous for the rest of hr pack. Staying too long in her pack could have an effect: the energy of Distortion World which still was around me would start to change other eeveelutions to...I wasn't sure what. Creatures similar to me? Which just had some of my attributes or completely new ones? What if the illness which Rea got and went looking for a cure for...was because of me? I doubted it, though I tried to keep a distance from her so that nothing bad would happen.
I didn't need to be afraid of Naert, if I would curse her it would be already visible; it was actually only by luck that my curse wasn't working on her. Maybe it was some other ninetales thing? I knew almost nothing about her species, I could only guess why it was like this. The only way to find out if it was ninetales thing was to spend some time with other ninetales but I doubted that I will do it, as long as I lived I met only one.
How beautiful it would be free from all these powers and different world, they were useful but usually only in problems created by having them. But there was only my wonder, thoughts about which I didn't think too much.
I stood up and walked closer to Naert, for a moment I thought how I should wake her up, for sure not in the way which I woke up Rea. I moved the glowing ring on my ear close to her eye, it wasn't long when she opened her eyes and almost immediately closed them, yellow light wasn't intense but it was the only one light here able to blind someone, especially from such a short distance.
"Wake up, it is night already," I said trying to say it kindly. After a while of hesitating, Naert yawned lengthily and stood up, it was clearly visible that she didn't want to be awake yet, fighting to not fall asleep with every blink of her eyes.
"It is so dark that I am not sure if I have my eyes open or closed," she said as she looked somewhere on the opposite to me, direction. I increased the glow of my rings but that wasn't very helpful, it was as if darkness around was gobbling every light. The darkness seemed to be heavy as if it was some dense smoke enveloping the whole environment. Even my vision, very good at seeing in the dark, was failing on longer distances, which was rather untypical and made me fell bad as I was used to seeing everything.
"Yeah, it's dark," I agreed, I looked at the sky with a hope that maybe the weather had a chance to get better. To my surprise I didn't see anything but darkness above, there were no stars.
"Isn't that good for you? You are dark-type right now in darkest you feel better, or it wasn't working like that? There is nothing stronger in the night then dark-types, right?" she asked. I thought for a while what should I answer, was that night really made me feel better? For now, I felt worried, maybe because I didn't see as good as I usually was or maybe because of something different.
"Maybe," I answered blankly. "I hope that it won't be hard to find this scent, something bad is in the air," I added as I walked few steps ahead and lowered my nose to the ground, sniffing rapidly and from time to time bursting the air through me nose to make a space for new scents I started wandering through the forest followed by Naert who tried to stay in my light, because of that she was keeping very close to me. Her scent was mixing with other forest's scent but I didn't want to tell her to back off. I was glad that she was close when I wasn't sure about the safety of our surroundings.
I could sense a scent which I was looking for, but it was weak, that meant that somewhere here was a path of Rea's scent but I needed to find it, I was smelling only parts cared by the wind. I was blindly looking, I didn't know from which direction her scent could come, it could be a day or two since she was walking through this forest. I was trying to cover as much of ground as I could, walking in a chaotic slalom, almost bumping into things in my way as I was following only my nose, not looking what was ahead. Sometimes it seemed that I found it as the scent was becoming stronger and stronger, only to be dissipated and replaced by another one or to disappear without any sight. My irritation grew when newer and newer paths led me to nothing.
Time was passing quickly as we were going deeper and deeper into the forest, further and further from known regions in the darkness surrounding us, interrupted only by the soft light of my umbreon's rings, heightening the sense of tension in the silence. Silence was disturbed only by our breathing, the rhythmic breathing of mine and calm and silent breathing of Naert; and our steps in forest ground, covered by small twigs grown in the wet grass, but I could hear her only because how close she was.
"Sinar," she whispered in my ear but in silence in which forest around was rapt, it seemed to be like screaming noise, not possible to miss by anyone around. "Do you have anything?"
I was actually just following another path of scent with a hope that this one could lead us to something. I stopped and lifted my head from the ground but didn't turn to her, I didn't want to lose this track so now all I needed was to lower my head again. That wasn't needed she was close enough to hear me without effort.
"I am not sure, Rea's scent was spread around by the wind, I am following only stronger paths of this scent but I am not completely sure if this is the right one," I whispered back, and lowered to the ground again. It was easy to think about sleep right now, complete silence and deep darkness seemed to be perfect for sleep also I had a feeling that ground under my paws was incredibly soft as if inviting me to lay somewhere.
Then a breath which was keeping me company above my right ear disappeared, I looked back and saw that Naert stopped just at the edge of yellow light, asleep but still standing. That was weird, since moment ago she was talking to me fully awake without any sign of being tired. I tried to remember where I stopped with tracking and walked to Naert examining her as I didn't believe that she could fall asleep right now. Her head was lowered to the ground but tails were still up as she was usually keeping them during a walk, her eyes were closed.
"Naert?" I asked her but there was no reaction. For a moment I also had inescapable desire to fall asleep but I shook my head, there was no time for this. I licked Naert in her nose and this time the reaction was instant. She jumped rapidly looking and turning haphazardly around, finally stopping in front of my face. I remember the first time when I woke her up like this, it was few weeks since we met, it was always a very effective way to wake her up but for some unknown reason, she didn't like it.
"What was that?" she asked fully awake again, licking her own nose.
"You fall asleep in the middle of walking, are you tired? We can stop for a while if you need to but I thought that you slept during the day." I said as I returned to the path of smell and with frustration, I found that the scent was gone. Then I heard my own deep growl from the back of my throat, I immediately stopped. I just lost track nothing more, there were no needs for growls but I still felt anger and frustration. These feelings were different as if it weren't mine and I was just looking at them somewhere from aside.
"No I am fine!" she said angrily as if my question irritated her. "Did you find anything finally?"
I didn't remember if she was ever angry at me but now she hadn't any reasons to be now, maybe she was really tired?
"Uh, no I actually lost our track be-" I bit my tongue before I said that was because of her sleep, from where these thoughts were?
"Do you even know where we are?" she huffed.
"Uh, no," I admitted.
"Great so now we are completely lost because of some also-lost, ill flareon, why do you even care about her? Has she something that I don't have? Is she better than me?" I was even more puzzled, better than she? How could anyone be better and more precious for me then Naert? But Naert before me completely didn't behave like Naert which I knew, she was yelling at me making me her target of frustration and anger.
"Better than you? What do you mean? We are looking for Rea to save her from Giratina," I said as calm as I could, paying more attention to words which I used.
"Yeah, sure, Giratina. Legendaries do not exist Sinar. I am leaving, maybe with that Rea you won't have that many problems to climb on her back in some beautiful night like with me," she yelled, turned, and walked through the forest hiding behind the bushes. I was completely confused, but her words were hurting me.
No, something had to have happened. Naert would never say anything like that, that was because of this night, something bad was here, yes the air for sure it was just something with the air, I thought.
I was about to follow Naert when before me appeared a creature I had never seen before. I jumped back from the shadowy figure, from its top as if it was a smoke was billowing long white plume under which was one single eye, shining like a small blue sun. The night sounded a creepy chortle and it took me a while to notice that chortle was coming from that creature before me.
"Beautiful, wasn't it? Just one short dream," it said. Its voice sounded like a scream of many tortured beings, like the scratching of ice, as if that voice was trying to suck from me every positive emotion and thought. "Don't look at me like that, I went easy on you. I didn't make her kill you."
"Who are you, and what did you to Naert?" I said angrily and loudly. Now I could feel it, this thing before me was my worry which I felt the whole night.
"Oh, you really don't know? I am disappointed," it laughed, and flew few meters into the air. "I am a bringer of darkness and fear, I am a nightmare of the world. Reaper and right hand of Giratina, my name is Darkrai. For livings, I am only their bane but you can always say: 'legendaries do not exist'," his last words completely surprised me since he imitated Naert's voice perfectly.
"What a shame that dark-types are so resistant to manipulation, this scene could be much better if you would cooperate," it added bitingly. If it was really legendary I was already dead and even if for now, everything was showing that I couldn't die I was sure that real Darkrai would prove me that I was wrong. But I was still alive so maybe it didn't want to kill me yet, Naert was also still alive.
"I guess you are wondering what I am doing here? Why you met me, why I didn't kill your mate in some spectacular way, it would be a much better nightmare then quarrel. Forcing you to kill her would keep my hands clean but for some reasons, Giratina wants her alive. But you see, I am not coming here on Giratina orders. You have something that I want.
"I've been giving nightmares to pokemon and humans for aeons, tormenting them for just as long, the lowest life and legendaries which you didn't even hear about. But I became tired of this, I want to be something more than nightmare in someone's mind. I want to make it real in every possible aspect, I want to replace Giratina. To do it I need a thing. This thing which is inside of you, what changed you from nice and good jolteon to a serial killer and curser of this world."
"Even if I would want to give that to you I can't. It is not something that I can just drop," I said. Replace Giratina? How could it do that? Isn't it her servant?
"That won't be needed," it declared as from his fog-like body rose two long hands ended with the even longer shadowy claws. It was like a blink of the eye, it disappeared where it was and appeared next to me dipping his claws in my body. I screamed, first from surprise, later from the pain. I felt as if it was slicing me with its claws but they were going through me without leaving any wounds.
"Yes, I can feel it, that most powerful core of the darkness that I never felt," Darkrai was mumbling to himself as I was dying in the pain of agony. I couldn't move, I couldn't even fall on the ground. Then the ghost quickly backed away as if it was burnt. "It is not the same, I need clear antimatter, your..." it cut when it saw that its dark claws started becoming silver. With every second more and more of his claws changing colour going slowly going up on his arm. I didn't manage to stay on my feet and I fell to one side. I saw a long beam of fire flying through the air, briefly lighting the darkness of the night and slamming on floating Darkrai.
"You fucker, you manipulated me!" screamed Naert as she left the cover of the forest and walked into my sight. "Where is Sinar?!" she screamed angrily at Darkrai. The ghost looked at its changed hand and I saw the surprise in its eye.
"Pain, so this is how it feels," it spoke examining his hand as if he was wondering about some profound question.
"Yes, I can give you more if you don't answer me!" her nine tails were coated by bright dancing flames, lighting up the environment, overwhelming my weak glow of umbreon's rings.
"I am here," I stated loudly lifting my paw to be more visible. She looked at me but at the same time, the apparition appeared in front of her and hit her chest with its dark arm. She flipped on her back and grass quickly took fire from her tails.
"Look what have you done," taunted Darkrai pointing at the fire, spreading on the ground. Then I thought, if its now-silver hand can be burned then maybe it can be bitten. Hardly standing up I ran and jumped at the floating ghost. For a moment I thought that I would just go through its hand, as it usually does with a ghost, but then I felt something solid in my mouth so I bit it as hard as I could.
It tried to shake me off but I let go only when I saw something red coming out. The second after I let its hand it was once again overwhelmed by flames. Fire keep surrounding him for a few seconds before it faded away, Darkrai's hand wasn't yellow any longer but only because of how burnt it was. Then the pain which it gave to me returned as anger, I finally had some creature directly connected to Giratina who I could hurt. I didn't even realise that before my eyes appeared a dark mass in the form of a ball and the size of my head, following my instinct I pushed my head ahead and ball of darkness flew straight at the legendary. As the shot hit the target fragment of the dark energy dissipated in every direction.
There was no more Darkrai when I looked where it should be, the red sun was appearing slowly from the horizon as burning coal dragged behind long fumes of dark clouds. Red flames devoured the forest behind us.
"Sorry I didn't want to burn a forest," said Naert looking as the fire was crawling on the trees.
"Don't care about forest, run if we don't want to be burned with it," but only after I said it I realised that only I from both of us can be burned in the fire, it was always a chance that I managed to change to flareon in time but I didn't want to risk it. We ran opposite the fire direction, a fire wasn't the worst thing, much worse was smoke, it was much faster travelling with the wind. I needed to limit my breathing so as not to be choked with fumes of dense smoke. Naert wasn't covered in flames any longer and she hadn't any problems with breathing. But the distance between us and burning trees wasn't growing it was only closer and closer and no matter how fast we were going. It was like some kind of nightmare when something is chasing me and I never can run fast enough.
Wait, a nightmare. Could it be just a nightmare?
I stopped running and Naert almost bumped into me.
"Why you stopped we still can be burned," dramatised Naert.
We?
"Aren't you fireproof?" I asked, maybe ninetales weren't as resistant to fire as other fire-types?
She was looking at me for a while and then laughed, when she stopped her eyes weren't red anymore but blue and cold as a bottom of a void.
"There is every detail, smell, touch, everything but I forgot about the simplest things," Naert said, or something with her appearance because I knew the voice wasn't hers. Then I got what she meant, by accident I guessed that it wasn't real, that I was dreaming, put into Darkrai nightmare.
"It is not easy to find something that can scare you. You hadn't childhood when you could become fearful. You are only scared about Giratina but I don't want to summon her," Darkrai wasn't keeping Naert's appearance any longer and returned to the appearance in which I saw him earlier. "Since you don't like my nightmares, please enjoy the emptiness of your own mind." As it said, the world around disappeared and I saw only darkness in every direction and the floor in the same dark colour under my feet, with the world Darkrai also disappeared and I was left completely alone in nothing.
I had a feeling that I was waiting for something but as time was passing and I was standing nothing happened. I looked around but in every direction was the same sight, darkness. Uncomfortable overwhelming and ubiquitous emptiness, I didn't know any longer to which way I was standing, everything was mixing. I spun around, or maybe it the ground spun and I was standing in place? I felt confused and ill.
"Oh, hello!" I heard a cheerful voice from...left or right? I turned to the source of voice to find sitting leafeon with a broad grin on his face.
"Myron?" I questioned and he vastly nodded even if I wasn't asking him if it was really he, I did that impulsively. "But what you are doing here?"
"Well, I actually should ask what you are doing here, it is your mind. This is the place where I and the rest live, but you shouldn't be here if you are not asleep," Myron said as I walked to him and only then I noticed that I returned to my eevee form. But I was eevee in all of my dreams so if I was forced to stay unconscious then I wasn't expecting anything different.
"And am I not?"
"No, actually you are following some scent trying to find Rea," Was I? "Oh, and you changed to jolteon without electricity, that's intriguing. The last mutation really messed you up a lot. But you don't need to worry, you are not raging, shooting thunders in every direction and screaming some random words, it looks that you didn't even notice," he explained calmly.
"And Naert?"
"For now, you are successfully ignoring her and generally everything around," the leafeon responded. "But what you are doing here?
"Okey listen, Darkrai jailed me here, it seems that everything that I saw, for now, was just a dream and maybe this is another one but I need to fight him somehow."
The grin left Myron's face but he didn't lose his good mood.
"Let's tell that to the others, most of them are probably at the pond," Myron said, stood up, and started walking to my left.
"A pond? Here?" I questioned as I saw only darkness around me.
"Yeah," he shot shortly and a moment later I was standing on soft green grass at the bank of the pond in the same shade of blue as the sky above. I couldn't see the sun but it was a day. I saw Zenon with Kilian peacefully swimming in the pond, my namesake Sinar the jolteon devastating some rock with thunders and flareon who was highly observation poor rock. Lasota was sitting alone at the pond bank few metres before me. Snowid the glaceon was nowhere in the view.
"So, when I am running around you are just enjoying your time here? That is not fair," I said imitating irritation, I knew that it was all in my head.
"Yes, exactly," In the same moment everyone lost interest in whatever they were doing as they noticed me. It took a while before umbreon and vaporeon exited the water, flareon persuaded that the rock doesn't need to be more electrifying and before Lasota finally walked to us. In the meantime, even Snowid appeared. I guessed that he had some cooler place to be since he was colder than a body of someone who is dead.
"Are we really need to do this show?" said Lasota as if he was irritated. "There is nothing that this dark floating fart could do to us."
"You mean Darkrai? But it is funny when he is trying," laughed Zenon.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that," warned Flareon.
Then Myron ostentatiously coughed and pointed at me with his leaf-tail, and for a moment I become a point of everyone's stare.
"Umm, what you are doing here?" Snowid broke the uncomfortable silence which appeared when I was wondering why I needed to be pointed.
"I was forced by Darkrai to stay in my mind," I answered and realised that there wasn't too much sense in this what I said.
"See I said that we shouldn't be that confident that he can't do anything to us," remarked Flareon, I started to feel that I was missing something, I wasn't surprised that they knew about Darkrai since they are part of me but it looked that they knew much more than I. Or maybe I just wanted some help and imagined that they know more so they would be able to help me.
"Yes we shouldn't, it not the same nightmare ghost who just bring some bad dreams and go away when he would have enough, he has ambitions now crazy ambitions. He can be dangerous," Myron said making me feel even more out of the conversation. Not the same? Did I meet him earlier?
"Am I missing something? You know, we didn't meet him earlier," I remarked. Myron opened his mouth to answer me but Lasota was faster. But when he spoke, he spoke straight to Myron.
"If it comes to legendaries, he needs to know. It is his life which you are trying to risk," he said making Myron close his mouth and once again air fulfilled awkward silence.
"Okay now I completely don't understand what you are talking about," I declared. Did I really go that mad that my mind was thinking in another way than I?
"Sinar," if I wouldn't be looking at right now Myron I would never guess that it was he who said it. From his typical happy and cheerful voice, he went to very serious but calm tonation. That unexpected change made me feel strange as I was looking at familiar yet momentary unknown leafeon.
"Continue," Lasota pressed.
"I...we-" he waved his paw through the line of eeveelutions whose gazes made me feel even more inappropriate here. "We are not just your imagination," Myron ended finally.
It took me a while before his words sink into my head. Yes, I am insane, even more, insane than I was earlier. Earlier I was only temporary forgetting that they are not real. Now my mind tries to say me otherwise.
"We are serious Sinar," Kilian spoke. "Yes, we are in your mind, we see the world by your eyes but we have our own mind. We know about things which you don't know, we are the mass that you simply called antimatter. It is not an empty void, it is what everyone who died left but you guessed right, Giratina is a ruler of this 'mass'."
"You felt it when you used psychic on arcanine," Lasota replaced him. "This negative energy filled with hate and rage, we once were the same and some of us still are." He looked at jolteon who actually wasn't paying any attention to our talk.
"We changed you, right now you should be normal jolteon. Dead fifty years ago," said Zenon. "But because of how Giratina manipulated not only you, but also us you are now like that."
No one continued this talk, they were looking at me waiting for my reaction, so I laughed. I laughed long like a maniac but I didn't know what was funny in that, I noticed that eeveelutions looked at each other nervously.
"When I wake up, I need to ask Naert to burn me alive before my craziness will get even worse," I declared as my laugh died.
"I doubted that you would understand our existence but what in your opinion we are then?!" Snowid asked irritatedly.
"My imagination," I answered simply. "I just took parts of my personality and gave one part to every of my form that what you are."
"Your forms are completely disconnected from us!" Snowid screamed angrily. "Those are just part of your mutation which Giratina gave you. Some changed genes responsible for evolution in some eeveelution way!"
"Then why you perfectly fit my theory and are looking just like my when I am in the same type? You are every eeveelutions in which I changed, you can't be no connected to my forms, 'souls' of dead and fit every each of them," what a pointless discussion with myself, maybe it was just a nightmare which Darkrai gave me now? Annoying discussions which lead to nowhere.
"We are bound to you but there is actually a thing which can convince you," Myron smiled. "You had never changed to sylveon, right? What would you say if you would saw it now?
"I would say that worst nightmare of my life to see myself as sylveon, but you are usually saving me from nightmares, not trying to drag me into one," I replied.
"Okay then watch," he said and screamed, "Come out sylveon!"
For a moment nothing happened and thoughts about being burned for this craziness returned to me. But then from behind of rock which earlier was shocked by jolteon appeared two thin and long things coloured in the mix of blue and lavender and shortly after a head in the same lavender colour with two blankly blue eyes. But these eyes weren't that cold as Darkrai's eye, they were in similar blue colour but it looked more that its user was blind then wanting to kill someone.
So, my nightmare came true. I saw a male sylveon who had my face. It wasn't that bad as I was imagining that but this was still far from something that I could call good look. But even now his appearance was making me feel friendly toward him. In the good meaning of this word obviously. I had never before met fairy-type but I heard that besides their unusual appearance they are quite nice.
"We kept him out of your sight as we were waiting as you change into sylveon. Unfortunately, you never were cheerful enough to do so," Myron explained. That could convince me but there was one more thing what I should remember about, it could be just a dream, manipulated by the powerful ghost who wanted to trap me here. But if they were really a thing called antimatter or I should say, souls of dead ones then they were Darkrai's target.
Sylveon didn't even make half the distance which was separating him from our group, when from the water of the pond emerged the dark creature with a long white line of smoke from its head down and over his eye, as if it were hairs.
"Reality, what would be the reality for you now when you are trapped in a labyrinth of dreams and..." it spoke and stopped when he noticed not only me but a whole pack of eeveelutions. "I wasn't expecting anything like that, which one of you is Sinar?"
As if someone gave a command everyone ruffled its fur on the back standing up and facing floating bane. Even Sinar the jolteon whose ruffling was most impressive.
"HAA!" he roared wildly. " Finally someone to kill which I can personally lead to death, not just watch!" It seemed that ghost wanted to say something but crackles of static going through spike fur stopped him and shortly after he unleashed thunder that bright and thick that it looked like a beam of white light. But just like before, Darkrai disappeared and immediately appeared two meters further than the beam was about to hit. The thunder flew above the whole pond and smacked into a rock creating a cloud of statics discharges which charred everything around and stunned everyone with a loud bang.
Jolteon wasn't wasting time and, as if creating thunder like this was no effort for him, he jumped at Darkrai, enveloped in statics discharges. The fight was energetic and it looked as if Darkrai hadn't any chance versus mad jolteon who with its speed was just as fast as Darkrai's teleportation. Kilian and Snowid ran to help with the fight, Lasota stayed with me in defending a position, along with Myron by my side.
Then I felt saw some smoke going up close above my head, I checked it with my paw. As I looked at my paw I saw that it was covered in blood. I was bleeding from my nose, and I also started to feel weaker and dizzy. I covered my nose with a paw to stop the bleeding. I quickly found it hard to sit with only one foot as a support so I lean on Myron's side and I felt as if I could pass out in every moment. Here, in dream land, I hadn't my life-saving ability of healing black smoke, just like I didn't have my form-changing ability. The feeling was weird, unusual and completely unwanted.
Myron noticed my behaviour and said something, I couldn't hear what he said even if I was so close to him but his face expression showed great worry. Soon every sound stopped coming to me and I started to hear only a long monotonous squeak, I needed to fight with my lids to keep my eyes open but I finally gave up and the only one thing which stayed was a headache.
I was lifted or I thought I was as I still had my eyes closed. I felt weird, extremely light, ripped apart, empty and open wide.
"Sinar wake up!" it wasn't easy but this one annoying voice made my open my eyes. Above me was head of Myron but our environment was completely new. We were at a flat rock, with cracks spreading in every direction.
"What happened?" I asked turning my stomach, a headache didn't disappear yet but I felt that with every second I feel better.
"I was stupid that I didn't think about it earlier, fighting with Darkrai in your mind is a very bad idea but Sinar-I mean jolteon Sinar-is so unbridled. I just hope you didn't get any permanent injuries but if you do get any...I am sorry but you can return to yourself," said Myron looking very seriously. Where did the always happy-leafeon in me go?
"What you mean that I can't return to myself?" I asked, not understanding.
"You see these fields?" he moved his leaf around. "It is not a part of your mind, we are 'outside' I took you there so Darkrai doesn't have you yet, you can't fall asleep in this world of dreams, we all would lose if you pass out," he explained but I still couldn't get what he meant.
"So, am I dead? In antimatter? Just another soul like you? How could I bleed then?" I questioned to make the situation clearer.
"No, you are not dead, but you are not in reality either. Here, time and reality do not exist, just like in antimatter, in reality you are still breathing albeit unconscious. You only felt the bleeding, but you will see real blood when you wake up. The rest manage to push Darkrai from your mind and fight him on the field similar to this one," he explained. "I, I need to leave you now and help them." His voice suddenly became very sad.
"There is some 'but' I guess," I tried to push him to what he was about to say.
"It is the last time when we see each other. Darkrai won't stop, it needs to be annihilated but if we do this we will annihilate also ourselves," he said. "But I won't leave you here alone, she should be here in every second."
Who?
"But you said that you are dead, you can't die for the second time!" I remarked.
"Yes, I can, since I never really died. Not everyone who died is in antimatter, to join in you need to make... a choice. You are here only because of Darkrai," he said.
"Myron it is you again," I heard a familiar but bored voice from behind and when I looked behind I saw even more familiar flareon. "Oh Sinar! What are you doing here? Is he haunting you too?"
"Wait, you know each other?" I asked surprised. How Rea could even know Myron if he was all the time in my head?
"You weren't careful enough and cursed her, that gained us access to her mind too," said Myron. "Farewell, soon everything returns to normal you will return to yourself when we end our fight."
"Wait!" but he already disappeared, as if he melted into the air.
"Sinar, I have some problem," Rea said. "I am ill, but I think you can help."