The Closing
"Finally, this aweful year is coming to a close." The dark pokemon sighed as he watched the humans in their crowded little city cheer as festivities concluded. Half drunk on themselves they wander through the night, being foolish and hoping to stay up the rest of the night, hoping beyond reason to keep the party going for as long as possible. Wishing that the holidays and the... 'time of light,' would never end. But it must. As with all things, they cannot prolong the inevitable crushing realization of what is to come. Another year, just like the last. Nothing has changed as another day dawns. Everyone is just in pain, but this time they have nothing to look forward too through the pain... so it will last. Then it will build.
The darkrai could practically hear the arguing and the complaining that would follow in the coming days. Pokemon would take some time still to get back in the groove as the human festivities lighten their spirits, so for now it was humans. Humans who had thrown everything away to bask in the brief light while it lasted.
The lords arms were folded as he looked out on the town, on the out skirts he could see the vultures already wanting to move in. The ghosts who were restless and craved revenge, the parasites that fed off of the left over drunken energy. The scavengers who could feast for a while longer off of the scraps left behind.
Of course they didn't dare move yet. Not till the city slept and not until the powerful presence had moved away. They could sense something there, something that held them back and of course the lord new he was the cause. Things that fed on such energy were naturally weaker to him, especially around this time. Their desperate need only served to grow the darkness that resided in their souls. Sometimes he would let them prey on the weaker ones first but not this time. He was starving, and his growing hatred and anger only increased its severity. This time he was truly going to feast.
