Long ago two where born. One of peace and softness of dreams, the other created nightmares and chaos. Being the way they where, they hated each other because of the opposites and differences they created. The youngest was a Darkrai, Dasha who felt very alone and lost, she only seemed to get something out of making children scream because of the nightmares she created. The Oldest was a Cressila, Cress who comforted the children with his kind words and light. The two would often fight endlessly causing all kinds of disharmony. But as the legend goes these two where suppose to hate each other. "I HATE YOU! EVERYONE LOVES YOU AND I AM ALL ALONE." Dasha cried her eyes damp with tears. "You are suppose to be hated! Your a nightmare and you look like one too!" Cress yelled back attacking her with moon blast. Dasha flew back hitting trees, the snapped like sticks. She forced herself up using dark pulse. Cress Jumped into the air watching her very carefully, his eyes widened looking at his crying sister. "Just attack me, kill me, get rid of me!! Please!! I DON'T WANT TO BE ALONE ANYMORE." She Cried and tears streamed down her face. Cress started trembling at the sight of his sisters suffering. "I-I never realized how much pain you where in. . ." He walked over to her and hugged her. "Dasha, Im so sorry!" Dasha was shocked at her brothers kindness towards her. "Cress!" She hugged him crying. "I-I won't let you be alone ever again, because even you deserve love." The two had finally found peace with each other. Because they both know no one deserves to be alone.