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A/N:

Hai guys!

So, I wanted to try my luck at a Pokemon Oneshot, because a whole book would be too long and I can get a bit lazy.

And I luv Darkrai, cuz of the movie he was in...

Why he die!?

T^T

Plus... people make Darkrai bad in Pokemon fanfics...

Why!?

Watch the movie!

He good in there!

HE VERY GOOD!

Red: Okay let's just get on with the story... -_-

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There are always two sides to something...

One is full of the truth...

The other one is full of lies...

Mostly, they defend one side and go against the other side...

And they don't even know what their fighting over...

That's basically the story of my life.

People immediately believe the stories about me. They immediately believe the rumours about me without doubting or questioning them. They just believe.

They call me things...

Evil.

A monster.

A demon.

An abomination.

A mistake.

None of this is true. They just believe the lies that their told. They don't even bother trying to learn the truth.What was that you say?

Know both sides of the story before making any judgments?

How is my case any different from any of yours?

Why do keep blinding yourselves with lies and false stories you made up to label me as evil?

Why can't you see the truth?

All you do is blame me for the nightmares. All you do is blame me for what I do...

It wasn't my fault.

It never was.

I never chose to be made this way.

I never chose to be the Pokemon of Nightmares.

But I am the Pokemon of Nightmares.

Arceus made me this way.

And I didn't have a choice.

I make nightmares, but it doesn't mean I LIKE making them. I don't make nightmares and take pleasure in watching the children scream from afar.

I may be just a Pokemon that creates nightmares, but it doesn't mean I don't have feelings too.

I have a heart.

I have feelings.

I feel happiness.

I feel sadness.

I feel anger.

I feel fear.

And...I feel pain.

See? I'm just like you humans.

But why do you keep stopping yourselves from seeing that?

Why do you keep blinding yourselves with false accusations?

Why do you refuse to see the truth?

I've tried.

I've tried to make you see the truth.

But you didn't see it.

All you see is a Pokemon that makes nightmares. You don't care to know anything other than that.

Just give them one more chance.

You've given them plenty of chances, Darkrai. And what did they do to you? Reject you. Do you want that to happen again?

Just one more chance? Please?

Fine. Go ahead.

I watched as a human was about to walk in front of me. I stepped out of the comfort that the shadows gave and showed my self to the human.

And I prepared myself for the worst.

The human screamed. "Monster!" he yelled as he ran away from me.

I lowered my head in defeat.

See? I told you. Darkrai, just stop this. Please.

If I don't, will they continue to blame me for the nightmares?

Yes.

Will they still reject me?

...yes.

Will they never see the truth?

...yes...

Will they just see this? A Pokemon that makes nightmares? And nothing more?

...

Yes.

What do I do?

Go back home, Darkrai. At least there nobody will call you names.

At least there...I won't get hurt. Right?

Yes.

I stepped back into the shadows and I felt a single tear form. I quietly sunk into the shadows and before I disappeared completely the tear fell and landed on the floor, before quickly disappearing.

I reappeared in my home and I breathed in the fresh air. I began flying around the Realm of Nightmares watching, just watching.

There are always two sides to something...

One is full of the truth...

The other one is full of lies...

Mostly, they defend one side and go against the other side...

And they don't even know what their fighting about...

I sighed.

Which side are you on Darkrai?

The one of truth? Or the one of lies?

I made my decision long ago...

I stopped flying and landed on the ground, watching as the sun began to set on the Realm of Nightmares. The last of it's rays disappearing as the moon slowly took over.

I choose...

...the one of truth.

END.

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