I came up with this with no help intended, huzzah?

Disclaimer: I don’t own the pokemon franchise.

My name is Darkrai, the nightmare pokemon. The end. What? Continue? Okay…

Everyone thinks I have a relationship with Cresselia. Let’s make this clear. I do not have one.

Oh, and we’re not related either. And I am not evil! Okay…that was a little too loud for the microphones.

My story? It all began when I was a baby… you’re not a therapist…right? Darn.

Err… oh yeah!

I woke up with water over my face, only to realize it was just the puddle. I got up and shook the water off my face. “Tomorrow is new moon.” I said. “I’d hate to be the kid to be trapped.” I laughed.

I’m only happy once a month. The day…err…night… where I put pokemon to a nightmare.

“Darkrai? Why do you have that awkward look on your face?”

I stopped my daydream. “Cresselia…do you always insist on surprising me when I’m busy!”

She laughed. “You didn’t seem that busy at all actually. New moon’s coming. You know that the kid’s gotta wake up eventually.”

I snorted. “Tuff… he can wait.”

She shook her head. “Darkrai? Why are you always so… mean?”

My head cocked to the side. “Mean? I’m not mean. Now if you’ll excuse me…” I floated past her. “I’ve got business to tend to.”

She shook her head. “Your so stubborn.” She murmured and floated off.

I looked back. Tomorrow I can have some fun toying with a kid’s head. I laughed and floated off.