((I apologize for the brief downtime. Had a poweroutage, so I couldn't update yesterday... I might begin going this new route instead, a post every other day [as I don't make posts very often].
Just to point out with this entry -- it contains a VERY vital point that will impact Darkrai's future dramatically. I won't point it out to you now... but I will mention it once more before Darkrai's world... Well, let's just say his life is about to change soon. Soon...))
Saturday 07/07/2007
The She-Darkrai...
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Several nights have passed, and tonight is one special night indeed. It marks the period where She -- Cresselia -- and I's powers are equally divided. It is on such a night I hope to someday gain the victory I have so longingly and so patiently waited for.
If I ever come across Her in my travels to-night, I will be sure that She does not flee from me... She cannot deny me my challenge, one that I have failed time and again to achieve. However... if She manages to avoid me, as She has for so many Moons, I can only continue to wait...
As several nights have passed since the last I updated, I have come across the She-Darkrai many times.
I can remember one such night...
She finally speaks to me, villainous thing. I brought up the Pact between the Shadow Master and I, and I scolded her for making a mockery of my Sinister Being. I even went so far as to remind her that there is only one Original Prince of Darkness.
And how does she reply?
With giggling. Amused, and unwavering giggling. It was as if my Dark Heart had no effect... The poison in my voice was completely smothered by her own rivaling Dark Heart. Because she was like I, she was immune to my hatred for her. She... enjoyed the torment I bestowed upon her. As it is such, sticks and stones may break bones... but words cannot harm thee.
What was I to do? The Bringer of NightMares, the Most Malevolent, had been struck down with child-like laughter from a being no more and no less different than I. With such a response, I remained silent. I had grown speechless. No one had ever dared mock the Great Darkrai... and live to tell any tale about it. As I was face to face with my own self, a mirror image in the form of the opposite sex, I felt my thoughts grow foggy and useless. Not even a threat of an attack was enough to surprise her.
After some moments of inner conflict, the She-Darkrai answered to me. She said that if I were to make a Sinister remark to her, that I do it... properly. What is the meaning of this! Even in my prime, she continues to peak my rage with words that sound so much like mine. She dares insult me?!
...After a time, she proceeded to say that if I were to live up to my name, I would allow her to reside... with me... on my Newmoon island. Of course, I refused such an offer. I was NOT having an inferior being insult me, and get away with housing with me! No one was to dwell on my land but me.
...Then, with a quick and witty reply, she stated that if I did not accept her "invitation," she would blackmail me with how barkless I was to her, and how I had not yet annihilated her as I had promised myself.
...I can live with the thought of being defeated in a duel. It pushes my Fighting Spirit into growing stronger.
I can live with the thought of sparing a child of slumber suffering. There are times when I, too, have bad days and need to resist such a temptation.
I can even live with the thoughts of losing in a conversation with an opponent. I have my Brilliance, but even it has its pros and cons.
But... THIS... is... UNACCEPTABLE.
The She-Darkrai... pulled a foolish move. It burned in my Dark Heart, like a furious fire in a dry forest. That was one straw that had been broken, one straw that I had hoped would never be disturbed.
...I didn't care whether she was like I, or if she was female or not.
In my furious state, I assaulted her.
And in her prepared state, she assaulted back.
We fought through the Twilight till Dawn approached... By that time, I had used up all my Aura in trying to deflect her powerful attacks, to cut her speed, and even lull her into sleep. But, time and again, she proved a worthy opponent as she dodged, struck, and leaped back. It was a recycled process. Why I did nothing to counter it baffles me... But, whenever one is in such a blind rage as I was, it is in those moments that you lose sight of what should be properly executed.
I had grown weak, tired, and anxious to return to my home... Dawn is not the time of day I prefer to stay awake. The night is my only source of cover -- and if I were to be seen out of it, I would surely be overwhelmed by the forces of those who desire to control My Powers... The Trainers. I know how they plot... They try to catch me off-guard during the day, where I am all but defeatable. For some reason... the Light of the Sun decreases my strength...
I threw in the towel, and proclaimed the She-Darkrai as winner. She was far too devious and strategic than I. I had only attacked out of rage. She predicted this, and was able to foresee whatever thoughtless move I exercised.
To deprive you some wasted time, I will cut this short: As a result of my pitiful loss, I had no choice but to take her as my... new... guest. She bothers me not -- I was even able to get a full day's rest, and go through with my business the following night, and she stayed put at my home.
Was it because she was homeless that she continually bothered me in my thoughts? Was it because she had nowhere else to run that she strayed into my path time and again? Could this have been the reason she tried to cripple my Pact with Giratina... so to attract my attention?
I know not of her TRUE intentions... I have suspected her to be my source of downfall. She could be working for someone, someone whom has held a grudge against me... But no one comes to mind. More of the time, no one even knows I exist. I only deploy Bad Dreams to Them. They think it is a natural cycle, when in fact I am the one behind those events.
To this day, she resides with me... on my island. She is no longer a threat, nor is she so much as an annoyance. There are times when I forget she even exists...
I have spilled enough of my thoughts. I must stop... before this begins to cloud my true judgment...
As the nights being to come and pass... the New Moon steadily approaches.
And when such a Night befalls the land, prepare thyself... for a lesson thou wilst never forget...
Slumber well...