(( A thing I wrote due to my night owl tendencies making me stay up…Consider this a trip down Eros’ and Iris’ memory lane.
Warnings: Angst because it’s just a staple of my fics, rp’s and is just…me, fluffy moments almost disgustingly so. I write fluff sometimes on a rare occasion. Still not used to it too much though since I prefer dark genre.
Other warnings would be death, unfortunate implications, nightmare fuel for Eros at least, body horror and…burst of sunshine. So, mood whiplash?
Anyway, hope you enjoy this little insight.
Or cringe…either way. ))
== EROS’ PAST ==
Eros the Misdreavus had a smile of contentment on his face as he watched Iris run around the team room. He was almost envious of the Ponyta’s utter joy, it was still a baby though so Eros guessed that was a given.
The Misdreavus sighed, he rarely got into a depressed mood due to him just wanting to live a carefree life, but when his mood would strike, they would change his personality drastically.
It sucked.
Isis the Smoochum arched a brow as she noticed the naïve and energetic Misdreavus’ odd mood. She normally liked when Eros was calm because it left her poor hair free from any grey strands it may get from the stress of having such a naïve captain.
This mood however just seemed, wrong.
Walking over to the captain, Isis looked up at Eros who seemed lost in thought. His eyes looked downcast and glazed over even.
That was not a good sign.
Isis immediately slapped him lightly with an ice punch to snap Eros back to reality.
The Misdreavus’ expression changed to one of pure fury for a couple of moments which made the normally composed Isis step backwards a bit in shock, Eros then shook his head and sighed yet again, “…Sorry. I had those dreams again.” He muttered softly.
Isis’ expression changed for just a fraction from apathetic to one of worry, “It’s alright. Nothing bad is going to happen. You are not going to see Darkrai again. It’s over.”
Eros shivered, “I…I know that…” He replied in a broken voice that sounded like he was on the verge of crying, “It’s just, I see it in everything. Every dark corner looks like would grow and grow and then swallow me whole and then toss me into an en-“ He was stopped from talking further buy Isis’ hand covering his mouth.
The Smoochum frowned, “We have a child in here.” She chided carefully glancing at the rainbow colored Ponyta to which Eros just shivered yet again.
Isis shook her head, “Look. It’s fine. Alright?”
After Isis stated that the lights on the ceiling overhead flickered a bit.
Eros’ eyes widened, “Oh Arceus….No…no….nononononononononono….Not again. Never again.” He said in between shallow breaths.
Isis frowned and shook the Misdreavus by the necklace, “Look. Get a grip.”
Just as the Smoochum said that the guild went dark and just then a strangled cry came from a side of the room.
Isis glanced over to what she thought to be Eros, she couldn’t be sure but she thought she could see the slight glow of his eyes, “Eros, just stay calm. It’s alright. Just a power outage.” She then walked over to Iris and pulled her along, guiding the Ponyta between the obstacles.
The rainbow colored light from Iris’ flames lit up the darkness, however by that time Eros had already floated down to the ground his eyes wide as he repeated the word ‘dark’ over and over.
Isis worriedly glanced at Iris and got up, “I got a flashlight somewhere. I’m going to get the doctor alright?” iris just stared at her, “You stay here Iris ok? Protect Eros.” The rainbow Ponyta nodded as it quickly lay besides the near catatonic ghost type.
Eros’ blank stare shifted a little as he appeared to be concentrating on the rainbow glow from Iris’ flames.
==
Eros smiled as he played psychic dodge ball by himself, he was alone a lot sure…but it was fine. Even though no one wanted to play with him he was fine. Perfectly normal family, perfectly normal life and a perfectly normal eleventh birthday was coming up.
This had to be the life.
Continuing his single player dodge ball game he heard what sounded like a rustling noise from the bushes. The rustling noise then became a growl.
Eros grinned as his curiosity was on over drive and dropped the dodge ball, he then floated over to the woods where the growling noise was coming from.
This was going to be a fun adventure!
He continued to float through the forest, eventually he stopped as his eyes widened. He was starting to smell smoke and…something he couldn’t quite place.
The growling meanwhile had turned into a low gurgle at this point.
Eros shook his head and continued forward towards the source of the burning smell.
The Misdreavus felt himself get slower though and blinked as the world started to grow darker and darker.
Eventually his eyes blurred and he fainted, collapsing on the ground, and then seemingly started to get sucked into it. A dark hole eventually, swallowing Eros whole.
Eros shivered as he felt something p***k him and quickly woke up; he blinked confused as he was at the edge of the forest right where his village was.
Shrugging this off and figured he just fainted and some random Pokemon had carried him back he sighed and started to float back to his village.
As he passed the last tree his pupils shrunk as he saw his entire village in flames, he could hear the anguished screams coming from the Pokemon still trapped inside their houses and he could hear anguished pleas to end their lives already.
This caused Eros to start to panic, quickly floating through the village he squirmed every time he saw someone slowly burning to death engulfed by flames or a child Pokemon’s already burnt carcass with dying embers letting Eros see the true horror of their horribly ravaged burnt corpse. Some Pokemon’s eyes had melted out of their skulls with their fur a rubbery mess.
The Misdreavus then finally reached his home and saw to his relief that his family was outside safe and sound, no harm had come to them besides a couple of burns and some ash like residue on their bodies. Eros almost started to cry tears of relief at least until he noticed that his family wouldn’t respond to him.
“…Dad? Mo-mom?” He stuttered out as he floated closer before gasping in horror at what he actually saw done to them.
Their eyes were not even there anymore, well the eyes were but their pupils were completely missing. It was like…He then quickly checked and noticed the purification spell tag on each of their bodies on their back, their bodies were slowly decaying as the skin chipped away.
Eros just floated back as he then watched his family go up in smoke and finally turn into nothing but a pile of ash.
The Misdreavus could not believe it, they were gone. His whole family was gone, even the village Pokemon were gone. No one was left except him.
==
He had been stuck in this horrible world for a week straight now unable to move due to shock and stress, and just staring at the bodies of the now long dead Pokemon around him.
They were all gone.
All of them.
Well not Isis. He almost could smile in relief at the fact he knew she had set out on her own.
Maybe she knew this was going to happen?
Eros shivered at that thought, suddenly he felt pleasant warmth fill his entire body, had Arceus heard his prayers and spared him?
His gaze drifted in and out of focus before he collapsed on the blood and ash covered ground.
==
Apparently when he had come to, Eros had freaked out so horribly that he sent himself into catatonia out of sheer will to forget everything.
He only came out of it a month later and upon awakening decided to pack his things and leave.
Eros had heard the rumors about how he was apparently just a side victim of a Darkrai assault. What did he do? What would happen if he was cornered again?
…Worse yet, what if he saw the image of his nightmares itself.
==
Eros had awoken from his slight bout of catatonia as he saw an Alakazam, apparently a doctor of some sort, had placed a wet towel on his forehead. Amazing feat considering he was a ghost but eh.
He then shifted his eyes to Isis, “…Thanks.” He said as Isis just rolled her eyes before going back to reading the book she had started on, the cover and pages hiding her small sigh of relief.
Eros just smiled at Iris as it cuddled next to him, not burning him with it’s fire.
He knew he had to face his fears...
Eros just wondered if he could.
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