Yet again, I have gathered ideas and plotlines from school friends and random inspiration, but they seemed to like the plotline going down here the most, so I chose this one to write about. Every one of my friends that I talked to like Darkrai… (Holds up 'Darkrai Fan' banner)

Every one of the Legendaries in this fiction can transform into humans, as they can in Child of Aura. This is set fifteen years before Child of Aura, and links with it, if you squint. This will be most likely completed before the end of Child of Aura. Title will make sense later. Way later. There will be a link story called 'The Legendary Diaries: Darkrai' coming up later, the first of many to come.

WARNINGS: Very mild sexual situations, deaths, blood, some dark situations, scary situations, slight tragedy, impregnation of the male kind, angst, cursing, violence, prayer chains, and did I mention shots? Wow, the warnings were short this time around.

I now present to you…Deceitful Wings.

"Monday, November 21, Year of the Waning Crescent Moon.

I, Cresselia, Ruler of the Crescent Moon, write this with my own hand.

I got this diary from my distant cousin, Shaymin, for my birthday. She is such a dear one!! She is one of my closest friends. Of course, I--

Darkrai is on my island. Again. I better go check this out."

Cresselia allowed the silver pen she had been writing with to drop to the ground with the black diary she had recived earlier. She had transformed into a human female with long blonde hair, magenta clips holding her hair in crescents on the sides. She was wearing a light blue dress, magenta half circles as the sleeves, and clung to her hips, while two strips of magenta covered her breasts. She was barefoot. Her eyes were a light magenta. Any regular human male would have had a nosebleed, she was so beautiful.

Cresselia walked out of her private clearing and onto the sandy beaches of her island, her home for many centuries. Full Moon Island was a ways off from its mirror island, New Moon Island, where Darkrai made his home. She could sense him a mile away, and he was on her island. Normally, this wasn't allowed, but Cresselia let it slide. Secretly, she liked him. A lot.

Out of the shadows, a human male stepped out. His hair was pure white, covering half of his face, reaching his shoulder blades, and his visible eye was a sky blue neon. His clothes were all black, and a black, torn at the ends trench-coat covered his clothes. A red collar surrounded his throat. Not surprisingly, he was barefoot as well. Something was clutched in his pale hands.

"Darkrai? What are you doing on my island?" Cresselia asked cautiously. Last time he was on her island --five months ago-- they had a glorious battle. She lost, and see didn't want to see him for several weeks after that.

"I just came to give you my best wishes, Cresselia." Darkrai replied, his visible eye glowing in the deep night. "And…" He turned away to the deep blue ocean in front of them, the waves lapping at their feet, the waning crescent setting a pale white glow on the island. He held out the thing in his hands. "Happy birthday, Cresselia."

Cresselia approached Darkrai, who set the cold thing in her outstretched hands. She gasped when she saw what it was.

It was a huge opal, about nine inches long, and four inches wide, its fire coming in shades of her eyes, hair and dress, and in other shades of purple. She ran her hand gently over its smooth surface, finding it hard to believe that such a huge and lovely gem now belonged to her. As she caressed the back, she felt something engraved on its smooth, round back. Turning the opal over, she slowly traced the engraving of their two teardrop shaped islands under their respective moon phases.

"I spent the last few weeks searching for such an opal. I found it deep in the Oreburgh coal mine. It was so beautiful, I spent ten minutes gently prying it out of the wall, for fear I would facture its beauty. Then, I found a small tool and most of my time was consumed getting all of the details right. In the end, it was more beautiful than before…beautiful…like you."

Cresselia's head shot up from the opal in her hands. Darkrai was looking in the other direction, using his foot to make designs in the sand. "I…want to be with you, Cresselia. I want to hold you…spend the rest of my life with you…"

Cresselia heard no more. She threw the opal inside of her dress pocket, used wide strides to get to Darkrai, pulled his head towards hers and kissed him deeply on the lips. Darkrai recoiled in shock, but returned the kiss. They only stopped to catch their breath.

"I…was waiting…for you…to say that…" Cresselia panted, pressing her lips against Darkrai's again. She drug him to her private clearing, articles of clothing being thrown off along the way….

Cresselia remained awake after Darkrai had fallen asleep. They had reverted to their original forms after the whole thing was done and over with. Cresselia's body yearned to sleep, but she knew she had a job to do. She placed one of her magenta wings on his forehead, gently stroking it. "Oh, Darkrai…I love you so, but…" She sighed. "I can only hope you can understand…my time left on this earth may be short, I can sense it."

She reached into a tree hollow and brought out the opal Darkrai had given her minutes before they confessed their love to each other in the most extreme way. Using her Psychic powers, she withdrew a light from the opal, which she had placed in there moments after Darkrai had finally fallen asleep. She fiddled with it for a few minutes, before cringing as the effects took toll on her body. Sighing again, she held the small light in her wings and, within moments, it was gone. Cresselia knew that her job was done.

"At least…one of us will survive if I die."

She teleported her lover back to his island. She then dove into the ocean for a late night swim. She came back up a few minutes later, and fell asleep in her clearing.

The memory of his and Cresselia's incident crashed on Darkrai as soon as he opened his eyes.

Hard.

"HOT DAMN!!" He screamed, holding his head frustration. Now, that was not supposed to happen. He was supposed to give her the opal, and leave Full Moon Island. End of story. But no. It had evolved quickly into something as drastic as….that!

Darkrai wanted to kick himself. In fact, he did. He was so frustrated at himself he barely noticed a voice in his mind, trying to speak with him.

'Darkrai…Darrrrkkkkrai….GOD DAMMIT DARKRAI ANSWER ME!'

The words were so loud he fell over in shock. 'Mew?' He responded, disbelief in his voice. He hadn't heard her voice in over five years.

'Yes, Stone-Ears. I've trying to contact you for about five minutes now. I have two things to say. The first: Way to go, Darkrai! You finally got laid!'

'MEW! Don't tell anyone!!' He screamed.

'Sorry, sorry…I heard from Cresselia. She is my best friend, after all. The second thing: You're requested at a meeting with the Lake Trio and me on this day, five weeks from now, at Lake Valor. Make sure you get there!' With that, she departed from his mind.

He sighed.

It was going to be a long five weeks.

Indeed, it was not a pleasant five weeks. He was pretty much alone, except for the scarce visits from Cresselia, which he cherished. He was starting to feel sick every single day, and would rest often to rejuvenate his quickly fading stamina, which confused him greatly.

After five weeks, one of the Lake Trio was sent to fetch him. It was Uxie who had come to get him, in her human form. Her short blonde hair cupped her face, her green eyes shining brightly. The red crystal above her breasts shone crimson flecks on the ground, as did the crystals on her white pants. She was very nearly silent through the whole trip, only speaking of how she noticed he was a lot more tired than usual. She asked if he needed more time, but he refused. She closed her eyes, predicting something, but spoke nothing all the rest of the way to the warmth of Lake Valor.

Mew, Mespirit, and Azelf greeted him there, saying it was nice to see him again, which he returned. Both Mespirit and Azelf were still in their original forms, while Uxie and Mew decided to stay in their human forms. Mew was all in pink, except for the silver belt with a sapphire in the center of it wrapped around her waist. Mespirit looked a bit irritated and asked Mew, "Why did you call us to a meeting? Is it important? Or is it just another gossip thing?"

"Noooooooooo. It's real this time!"

"Yeah, you said that last time and only gave us gossip about how Latias got her head stuck in the Soul Dew's pool."

"That was serious!"

As Mespirit and Mew argued, Uxie and Azelf chatted with Darkrai about how things were going at their respective lakes and the current lay-down of what was happening on the bigger part of the Sinnoh region. Azelf finally spoke, "So, Mew told us that you and Cresselia got a bit…closer."

Darkrai was silent before he spat out, "I'm going to kill that cat."

"Cat? Where?" Mew quickly looked around. "Where's -- OH MY GOD DARKRAI YOU'RE BLEEDING!"

"Very funny, Mew."

"No! Really! You are bleeding!" Mespirit cut in, pure alarm in her voice. Darkrai reached down, and when his hand came back up, crimson blood dripped off his fingers. Suddenly, he became very tired, as if someone had taken a straw and had sucked out all of his energy. No longer having the strength to keep levitating, he slipped into blackness and collapsed. Mew gave a shrill scream of his name, while Uxie and Azelf rushed forward. Uxie began checking for signs of stress or internal bleeding and whatnot Azelf and Mespirit held him gently, noticing that he was in pain. "You'll be fine, Darkrai. Uxie will take good care of you until Shaymin and Cresselia come."

Shaymin was considered the healer of the Sinnoh Legendaries, as she had been exposed to many sicknesses in her homeland, she now knew how to diagnose most sicknesses, including the PokeRus, which was a good virus. It normally appeared in rare Shinies. After what seemed like an eternity, Mew came back with only Shaymin, who was carrying a large white pack on one shoulder. "Cresselia wasn't at her island!" She panted, trying to catch her breath from going so fast to get Shaymin. "She…"

Shaymin silenced her, and knelt next to the fallen Legendary and asked, "What happened here? He looks terrible."

Mew was about to say that he looked just fine before she silenced herself. She knew that Shaymin could tell if he looked bad at a glance. She said, "It was basically a blur. One moment he's fine, and then the next he's bleeding and then he collapses! Look, he's still bleeding!"

Shaymin acknowledged the fact that her white clothes were being stained by his blood. She asked to be alone, and for them to kept watch at all entryways to the lake. When she was alone, she took out a white cloth from her pack and tried to locate the bleeding. Her cheeks heating a little, she stuck her hand and the cloth under the fringed part of his body, pulling back seconds later. The cloth was stained with blood.

'Well, that's one problem solved.' She thought to herself, resettling the cloth were it needed to be. Normally, any human female would have fainted in shock of what Shaymin just did. But, Shaymin wasn't really like that. After all, the Legendaries didn't have reproductive systems unless they transformed into humans. That she was grateful for.

Then, she used her expert fingers to test if there was any eternal bleeding by gently pressing on his chest and stomach. She replaced the cloth and tested the chest. Nothing. She moved to the mid chest. Still nothing. Then, as she tested the upper stomach, nothing happened. But, when she pressed on the lower stomach, she noticed that the cloth stained a little. But, it wasn't eternal bleeding, she concluded.

'I know.' She thought to herself. 'I must ask Mew something.'

"MEW!!" She screamed, because her requested Legendary was on the other side of the lake. In a flash, Mew was at her side.

"What's wrong? Is he dieing? Is he…" She noticed the cloth and screamed, "No! Don't tell me! He's lost his pe—"

"Mew! Stop being stupid! You know we don't have reproductive systems in our original forms!" Shaymin lost it. Mew was being a bit too annoying today. "Now, Mew. Listen to me carefully. You're Cresselia's best friend, right?"

Mew nodded.

"Now…did Darkrai engage in sexual intercourse with Cresselia?"

Mew turned bright red and hissed, "He'll kill me!"

"He may die if you don't tell me this."

"Yes! Yes he did!"

"Good. Now my hypothesis has been proven correct. Did Cresselia mention something strange when you talked five weeks ago?"

"Yeah, she then told me after she had done it with Darkrai, 'I hated doing what I did to him. I really did, Mew. But, I just know it, my time may be short. So, I made sure that if I became pregnant our child would live, even if I die.' It didn't make much sense."

Shaymin was stunned. Cresselia did the unthinkable!!

"Mew, listen to me closely. This will be only between me, you, the Lake Trio, and Darkrai himself, and Cresselia if we ever find her. You're the one who likes to gossip. If anyone, and I mean anyone, finds out about what I'm going to utter, it'll be you I kill, because I sure as hell know Darkrai and the others won't tell anyone unless they have to. Alright?"

Mew gulped and nodded, reverting to her original form. Her long, pink tail slashed at the air wildly. "C'mon!! What's up with him?!"

Shaymin shuttered and said, "Cresselia transferred their child into him. She's not pregnant…he is."

Mew was speechless, and then screamed for the Lake Trio, who came flying. She repeated the news to the trio, who looked at each other worriedly.

"I'm afraid Cresselia didn't do the right thing…This will be much rougher on him than her…and, he has the greater chance of dieing." Mespirit said, resting her chin on her hands. "Why him? And not carry the child to term herself?"

"Cresselia mentioned to me that she believed that she would die soon…and I'm afraid she's right. Her shadow predicts terrible things in her future." Mew said sadly, conjuring a pink bubble and bouncing on it a little. Uxie, who's eyes remained closed almost the whole time, then opened them and said, "My prediction was correct, then. On the way here, I noticed that Darkrai's stamina was not as good as it used to be. So, I tried to look into the future…and I saw blood on Full Moon Island. Cresselia will or will not live to see her child. And the odds are against her."

Mew stopped bouncing and sat on her bubble. She looked ready to cry, as did Shaymin. "He'll be heartbroken." Mew said, furiously wiping a tear off her cheek before anyone could notice.

"Indeed, Mew, he will…But, there is nothing we can do. We must let nature take its own course, and flow with time and space." Azelf said softly. Mespirit, who had been chasing her tails, as she always did when she was nervous or worried, stopped short, dizzy. She then dove into Lake Valor, and came back up a few minutes later, holding a white seashell in her hand, which was odd, because this was a lake. The other two of the trio gathered around their sister. "What is that?"

"That is a seashell. They're not found in lakes." Mespirit said slowly, as if Azelf was dumb. She smacked her upside the head.

"I knew that!"

"I tease, I tease. This is a rare shell that is made only in our lakes. This makes a sound if someone is lying or not. Mew, tell a lie."

"I'm a man!" She said happily, striking a pose. The shell gave a low hum. "There you have it." Mespirit said. She tossed it back in the lake. "That has to stay there. It can be deadly in the wrong hands."

"Deadly?"

They all whipped around to see Shaymin perfectly erect, holding the bloody cloth in one hand, helping Darkrai sit up with the other, who had apparently come to. She looked worried, as did the other Legendaries.

What were they going to tell him?

There you have it! Longest first chapter to date, and the only one in my fictions were you find out in the first chapter! But Darkrai doesn't know that, does he? Anyway, PLEASE READ AND REVIEW. Or Darkrai will eat your dreams.