Chapter 31: Unknown Allies

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While I was asleep, I didn't recall any dream, at least not any with an environment or any others. What I did find though seemed eerily familiar and frightening at the same time. Red and black. I know it's strange to identify black in darkness, but I could make out a silhouette. The longer I focused on it, the more I made out. White, blue... and it didn't seem to touch the ground either. The blue coming from this silhouette... it was the eyes.... the white I saw earlier looked like either a flame erupting on its head or long white hair... either one would have worked. However, as I stared at this silhouette, I could feel it staring back at me. I didn't move, but it seemed like it was getting closer to me. When I could make out a little more, it suddenly vanished, as if fading out of existence. It shocked me a little bit. I tried looking around to see if I could find it again. When I couldn't see it, I looked back forward, hoping that maybe by walking in the darkness I could spot him out again. There was no need for that, as it was already directly in front of me. I lurched back, getting some distance from it. As I got my balance, it got right back into my face, staring me directly in the eyes. I froze in petrifying fear. Everything about this thing told me to run, but it was right in front of me! Any movement would have obviously been made up by this... this... I don't even know what to call it!

"You are not him." It said. "Your eyes are different." For once, I was able to take a couple of steps back. Its voice echoed around in the darkness, coming back at me like a tunnel. As the voice echoed, something seemed familiar about it, but I was too scared to think straight. "Where is he?"

"W-who?" I asked.

"He's talking about me." I heard. I looked to my right, then I saw Jet a little bit away from me. "So, miss me already dumb███?" The Pokémon quickly turned his gaze on Jet, then lunged right at him. Before he could get a grip on him, Jet pushed out his hand and stopped the Pokémon by holding onto his head while keeping his arm stretched out. He looked at it, disappointed.

"You really suck at trying to attack. Have you even considered using your actual attacks instead of trying to claw my face off?" Jet smirked, getting a crooked grin and leaned his face closer towards the Pokémon. "But you don't want to do that. You know that anything you do to me happens to him too, don't you? You want to try and become his friend. Why else would you be stalking him in his dreams?" He let out a loud growl before trying to grab Jet. Just as he was about to get his head, Jet pulled his head back, then pushed the Pokémon back with his hand before chuckling.

"Utterly predictable. If you're going to try to deny it, at least speak it." The Pokémon got back up, seeming to grow a pair of legs as he touched the ground. Now that he was close enough, and that I could see his entire silhouette, I could make out the red teeth that circled his head! What WAS this thing?!

"You're nothing but pure evil and bad omens." He said. "Created by your master to keep an eye on him for her own sake!"

"And you're any different?" Jet questioned sharply. "The first time you even showed yourself was when you chased off that Gengar and Haunter impersonating our parents. If I had been there when it had happened, I would have ripped their f██████ heads off long before your a██ showed up. And don't even get me started on bad omens. You literally bring nightmares to everyone you cross. While you haunt dreams, I haunt reality."

"Who... are you?" I asked. Both of them looked at me. The Pokémon relaxed somewhat after glaring at Jet. He turned and faced me, his appearance still intimidating from the first time he was in my face.

"I am Darkrai." He said.

"And the masked shadow finally reveals himself." Jet said with sarcasm. "Look out folks! He's coming out of the closet! Who knows what he's gonna do first?" Darkrai quickly shot back at Jet, his eyes flaring with indignation. He lunged at him, tackling him to the ground and pinning him by grabbing onto his throat. At the same moment Jet got tackled, I felt myself get thrown back and pinned in the same way.

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