The Lost Light

A/N: Hello people! Triforcelord here with a new story! By the way, this one has an OC/Latias pairing, so if you don't like that kind of pairing, don't read this. Just giving you a heads up. Well, I don't really have anything else to say, so let's get this show on the road!

The Lost Light Chapter 1: Falling for Destiny

Yo. I'm Luke. That's my name, don't wear it out. You're probably wondering what my last name is, right? Well, the truth is I don't have a last name. Yup, that's right, I'm an orphan. Or, at least, that's what I thought before this whole mess started…

Here's some more info on me for you people out there who actually give a damn. I'm a boy and white. I have dark, somewhat messy brown hair and deep blue eyes. I'm about five foot nine, so I'm pretty tall for my age, which I'll tell you when we get there. I'm okay when it comes to muscle. I have a well-defined four pack and my muscles are defined enough to tell jerkasses to back off, but not so much that they make me look like a teenage body builder. I also live with my best friend, Jake Darlan. Man, he stuff we get into you can either call insanely criminal or wickedly awesome, depending on your viewpoint.

Okay, I've run my mouth on long enough. Let's get to where this all started. It all started on the night of my thirteenth birthday…

"Hey, Luke!" My best friend Jake yelled from downstairs, "Get your ass down here before I eat your cake! Or maybe I'll just burn all your presents like I did last year, 'cept this time it'll be on purpose!"

From up in my room, which I shared with Jake, and where I was just waking up, I heard his mother chewing him out for cursing. 'Heh, serves him right!' I thought, grinning to myself.

"You eat that cake or torch my presents and I'll shove whatever's left where the sun don't shine!" I yelled back, "Anyway, I'm coming." Notice that Jake's mom didn't yell at me. That's because I'm too awesome to be yelled at. Or maybe because she loves me so much it hurts sometimes. Literally. She isn't exactly skinny, you know.

I walked down the stairs, hoping against hope that what happens every year doesn't happen again.

My hopes were crushed.

As soon as my feet hit the stairs, I slipped down the thankfully single flight of stairs, rolling all over and slightly bruising things that I didn't even think could be bruised.

"DAMN YOU! JAKE, YOU ASSHOLE!" I shouted, getting up and groaning. I walked into the kitchen where Jake was getting chewed out by his mom. Again.

As I passed by where Jake was still getting chewed out, I whispered, "Someday, you'll learn." He just glared at me in response. Bad move, Jake.

"Don't you dare glare at Luke, young man." She said, glaring at her son. "Unlike you, he doesn't do things like rigging a stink bomb in the teachers bathroom! I got a phone call saying that they would have to close it down for weeks because of that!" Jake flipped me off behind his back while I had to try real hard to keep from chuckling. Yeah, technically it wasn't me who rigged it. I was the one standing guard while Jake rigged the stink bomb.

Mrs. Darlan eventually stopped her tirade against her son and turned to me, a smile on her face. "Sorry dear for that." She said, "He has to learn somehow. Also, James won't be home today, sorry. He had to work late tonight, so we'll give you your party the best we can, right Jake?" When she said this last part, she turned to glare at Jake. Jake smiled angelically at her, then she looked away,

When she did so, his smile turned into a more mischievous grin. I looked around to see what he had done, and saw that he had put a whoopee cushion on the seat where his mom was supposed to sit. I facepalmed and glared at him, trying to say, 'Jake, you idiot, you're going to get killed!' He got the message and stuck out his tongue. I rolled my eyes. Real mature, Jake.

Mrs. Darlan sat down and as was predicted, the whoopee cushion did its job. Her face turned red and she turned to look at what could have possibly caused that to happen. She almost blew her top when she saw what it was, but kept it together somehow.

"Okay," She said, glaring at Jake, "Let's sing happy birthday. Correctly, understood?" Jake sullenly nodded.

They sang happy birthday, although Jake had sung it like Mario, and then it was time to blow out the candles. "Come on, you can do it!" Jake said in a baby-talk voice, "You can do it! Blow out the candles, Lukey!"

After glaring at him, I proceeded to blow out the candles.

No one could ever guess in a million years what happened next.

As soon as I had blown out the candles, the room grew dark. "Hmm, we must've blown a fuse." Mrs. Darlan said, "I'll go check." She walked off to go check the fuse box.

All of a sudden, a deep, booming laugh echoed all around us, scaring the shit out of Jake and I. "So," a deep, rumbling voice said, "Which one of you shall I possess? Which one of you shall lead me to greatness? How about… YOU!" A mass of darkness flew out of nowhere and came straight for me. I closed my eyes, waiting for something to happen. Something did happen, but it definitely wasn't what I thought was gonna happen.

A bright flash of light made me open my eyes. When my eyes adjusted, I was greeted with the sight of a mass of light seeming to battle with the mass of darkness. Where they met, there wasn't the black that I assumed was darkness, or the gold that I assumed was light, but a weird red and black.

After about five minutes of brick-shitting terror, the two entities, or at least, that's what I thought they were, seemingly decided that they had had enough. The two split apart, the dark mass going into Jake and the light mass going into me. I didn't feel like I was changing, but that definitely wasn't the case for Jake.

Before my eyes, I watched, terrified, as my best friend transformed into what looked to be a monster. First, he grew claws, long, gray, curved ones that grew out of not only his fingers, but out of his toes too. He grew black scales over his entire body, which parted around the eyes and, mouth and nose. After the scales were done growing, black fur started seeping out of the cracks in the scales until his whole body, except his face, the palms of his hands, and the bottom of his feet was covered. His eyes turned a deep black with red where the whites of his eyes and his pupils would normally be. His hair on his head grew longer until it was mid-back length. Finally, he grew a tail patterned with black and red scales, without the fur, and, out of the end of his tail, he grew a curved, black, crescent- shaped blade with a red tip. His ears turned to pointed black ears, kind of like a cat's ears mixed with a rabbits, which grew out of the top of his head.

With the transformation being complete, the thing that used to be my best friend roared then grinned. It looked at its hands and grinned some more. "Ahh," It said, "It is good to be back in a body again, isn't it, Lyson?" Okay, call me weird, but after seeing my best friend turn into a monster, I was ready to shit bricks. However, I somehow managed to find my voice.

"Who-what are you and what did you do to my friend?" I said, amazing myself at not making my voice crack or stuttering in the whole sentence.

It looked at me in confusion, then its eyes lit up. "Oh, so you truly do not know who I am!" It said in glee, "That will make you so much easier to kill. Shame, I wanted to have some more fun. As for who I am, or what depending on your view, I am Darkyn, the Legendary Pokemon of Darkness. And you are, or used to be, my twin brother and mortal enemy, Lys- you know what, I think I'll let you die not knowing. You're just a kid, so I'll let you die not knowing that the hopes of hundreds of billions of people and Pokemon rest on you. Oh, oops!" He, or at least that's what I'm calling it, laughed while I looked on him horrified. Pokemon? Legendary of Darkness? One, shit, two shit, and three, SHHIIITTT!

He finished laughing and said, "So, shall I do to you what I did to your friend's mother? Blast you with an energy ball? Or shall I slowly and painfully torture you for what you did to me?" At this last one he licked his lips. "I think I'll go with the last one!" He laughed then started walking towards me. I tried to punch him, but it was about as effective as throwing a bread crumb at a steel wall.

He was about to grab me when something weird happened. He got a confused look on his face, then a different voice said, "L-Luke…"

"Jake!" I said, "Are you okay?"

His new face was contorted with concentration. "Luke," He said, "You have to run. I can't hold him back forever. Now, listen to me. RUUUNNN!" Dark energy swirled around him, tightening and sinking into him. "GO! NOW!"

I nodded, and, with some tears in my eyes, started to look for a way out.

'Let me take care of that.' A gentle, masculine voice said., Great. Now I'm hearing things.

Seemingly I wasn't hearing things, however, because I felt a whoosh of wind, and I was outta there faster than…no time for jokes. The last thing I heard in my own world was the angry Darkyn's roar.

When I was out of the weird golden and white, windy, tube-slide thing that had taken me away from Darkyn and my home, I found myself about forty feet above a lake, surrounded by a beautiful garden that for some reason looked kinda familiar. Wait, forty feet?

I fell into the lake, screaming my head off. My scream was cut short as I fell into the lake. Not even five seconds later, I felt strong arms pick me up and take me to shore. All I saw was a glimpse of white, red, and blue before the events of the day caught up to me and my world went black.

A/N: So, how was that for a first chapter, huh? I think it was pretty good, but it's your thought I want to hear. Please Read and Review! Triforcelord, out!