Disclaimer: Loonatics Unleashed is by Warner Bros. I don't own anything except original characters and plot.

Forthcoming

"Ain't we sweet? Ain't we sweet? I ask you vewy confidentawy: ain't we sweet?"

The child Dylan slept underneath the shade of a tree as the Robo-Tweetums sung in the birdbaths. Ominous clouds began to roll into Planet Blanc. One of the robots got a glimpse of the shadow of a cloaked figure on the surface of the water.

"I tawt I taw Wiseman," the Robo-Tweetums said. The other Robo-Tweetums got a look at the shadow and couldn't believe their ocular units.

"We did! We did! We did taw Wiseman!" the other robots chimed. Wiseman emerged from the water, causing the robots to flee. He floated over to the child Dylan slowly, let out an evil chuckle.

"Who's there?" Dylan asked in a scared tone as his eyes shot open, a cape draped around him. He noticed that the sky had gotten darker in more ways than one. He sat up and looked around slowly, hearing the evil chuckle turning into bellowing laughter. The child finally saw Wiseman and got a glimpse under his hood.

A skull was in place of a normal face. "S-stay away!" Dylan warned as his whole body shook. "Stay away!"

Wiseman! Step away from the child!

A rainbow ball of light appeared and shined in between them. Wiseman, not willing to be deterred by his counterpart, grabbed the ball. The light burned his cloak and he faded away, vowing revenge.

Dylan looked at the sphere, fear and curiousness mixing together. "With one touch of this sphere, you will see what has transpired and what is to come," a female voice said in his head.

His hand made a move for the sphere.

"But I warn you: Once you do so, there is no turning back," she warned.

He stopped just as he was about to touch it. Was that really true? What would happen if he did do so? Would only a small glimpse hurt? Maybe, maybe not. "Just a peek," he gulped and touched the ball.

The ball expanded and grew until it consumed Dylan. His eyes glowed blue as he began to age.

He yelled out as the water electrocuted him, pain searing through his entire body. It ripped his cape and suit and caused his electric field to leak out and zap Ace as well with the same amount of voltage. Seven diamond-cut crystals, each a color of the rainbow, revolved around his sword as the dragon like beam began to gain strength and start to break the stalemate of the equally strong electric beam.

"The Memory Diamonds!" Dylan yelled. He reached out to them. "Aid me in remaining here with them! I don't want to forget anyone! I don't want to become Zadavia and disappear!"

"Everyone's got their own coitain call, Dylan," Ace reminded him. "Whether you like it or not, we all gotta die sooner or later. It's the circle of life, and it moves us all! And I'll continue to believe that even if you disappear, we'll meet again somehow!"

Thanks to the diamonds, the spirits of the other Loonatics placed their hands on the hilt of Ace's weapon. Each of their eyes shined with their theme color. "Go into the light, pal!" Ace instructed.

The beams negated one another. "NO!" Dylan yelled.

"Guardian Strike Sword, purify!" the Loonatics yelled. A long, white beam came from the tip of the sword, piercing through Dylan's heart. A black smoke came out of Dylan and rose up to the sky, along with the beam, which shot into Wormhole Central and could be seen all across the universe.

"Was that me?" Dylan, now age eight, asked. "But that means I...I should be-!" A flash hit him.

"You!" Wiseman yelled. The street was black and white, but the boy could make out that he and Wiseman were in Acmetropolis.

"In the flesh," a familiar, yet different rabbit replied. He donned a black hoodie with a yellow necktie with yellow furred ears sticking out from slots on the hood. Yellow gloves were on his hands and he wore black pants and black boots with yellow soles. A futuristic white belt was on his waist with a yellow brooch in the center.

There were five others similar to the rest of the Loonatics. Four were wearing the same uniform with the colors green, red, orange, and purple, respectively. The other, pink-furred rabbit wore a dark pink skirt and tights instead of pants. The group took off their hoods.

Dylan came to in this area wearing the same clothes as the male members, only blue themed. He looked around. 'Ace? Guys?' he thought.

"Glad you're awake, Dyl!" the pink rabbit greeted as she winked. "Loonatics, let's get him out of there!"

In the vault, the blue Memory Diamond glowed, merging with the circle jewelry box it was kept in and turning it into blue light. The light faded to reveal a round, black brooch with a small blue triangle gem embedded in it.

One by one, the Robo-Tweetums, now clothed, came out of hiding. Their scanners picked up Dylan, albeit he was very different. He had grown back to his original age, and the cape was halfway off, revealing his upper body. A blue mark was etched where his heart was located.

"Dywan!" a Robo-Tweetums exclaimed, shocked at his fast aging. "You gwew!"

"Contact your creator," the now teenage Dylan instructed. "I have an important message for him."

The Robo-Tweetums nearest to Dylan approached him. Its eyes flashed and a small screen showing the real Tweetums and Ambassador Gonzales studying the newly crafted brooch appeared. "Your highness," Dylan began.

From the other end, The Royal Tweetums looked over and his expression turned into one of surprise. "Zadavia appeared to me with a message from the future. Wiseman is back," he began.

"Ooooh, that bad, bad man..." Tweetums quivered.

"However with it came a ray of hope. A new band of Loonatics, six in total from what I saw," Dylan continued. "And...I'm one of them," he finished in surprise.

"Report to the throne room at once with what you know, hermano," the Ambassador instructed. "Make sure you're properly clothed, too."

"Can do, bro," Dylan agreed. The screen faded and the Robo-Tweetums eyes restored to normal. Putting the rest of the cape over his upper body, Dylan made his way back to the castle.