/Dreamscape.../
Tom was surrounded by pure darkness, the atmosphere being too silent for him to handle, and he can only see nothing but himself and his body glowing faintly.
He then heard a booming voice speak through the overwhelming darkness, but it seemed that it somehow made him unable to respond back, forcing him to listen to the voice lay bare what seems to be his past and present grievances.
- You are just fooling yourself, you know that?
- You know you are not supposed to be with these children, right?
- They're not and will never be yours, for you never owned them to begin with.
- You just took them in because they forced you to, and that lingering feeling that you never wanted them in the first place is still there, isn't it?
- You know you will eventually leave them because you have to, and there is nothing you can do about it.
- They aren't meant to be here.
- You aren't meant to be here, either.
- Have you told them the truth lately, "Pokémon Trainer" Tom?
- Oh, of course they never knew, did they?
- These are not their destinies, and you know it.
- They were supposed to conquer the world, maybe even rewrite it to fix every ounce of error this world has.
- If not conquer, destroy it to reshape it to their wants and needs, too.
- YOU KNOW they were supposed to suffer.
- YOU KNOW they were supposed to be destroyers of lives.
- YOU KNOW they weren't supposed to be saved AT ALL.
- YOU KNOW they were supposed to reshape the world, or even destroy it to start anew!
- YOU KNOW you're supposed to ABANDON them all!
- This isn't your war!
- This never was your war!
- This pathetic Protection Squad of yours is a worthless, stupid farce you created, that your so-called pathetic children complied to agree to do so!
- This isn't YOUR World!
- YOU don't belong here! As well as your so-called Pokémon "children"!
- Get out of here!
- Get Out!
- They aren't YOUR Family.
- They NEVER were your Family.
- Get out of here. Before things go awry, for everyone's sake.
- We know who you are.
- This isn't real.
- WAKE UP.
Unbeknownst to Tom, his Pokémon were also listening to the disembodied voice as it was tearing into their beloved Keeper, with a certain Star becoming angrier and angrier by the minute. The Star was reminded of it and its siblings' nightmare excursion back then, when they visited their Papa's Dreamscape for the first time using a mental Dreamscape Bridge to access their Papa's dreams, as well as them encountering a harrowing nightmare that almost broke their Keeper's mind, and as well as the Star promising to itself that it will never forgive its Keeper's Inner Darkness for what it almost did to its beloved Keeper and to protect its Keeper by any means necessary. Its Keeper's nightmares have made their move once again, guilt-tripping Tom to becoming a robotic/mechanical mess of a person because of him being emotionally destroyed by his own self-grievances, self-blame, his regrets and fears coming back to haunt him... and a certain, terrifyingly horrible memory buried within the deepest, darkest corners of Tom's mind lingering within him, awaiting its time to lay itself bare for his dearest Pokémon to see.
- WAKE UP, YOU STUPID FOOL.
- You KNOW this isn't your life.
- You, a Trainer?, heck, even a Keeper? Hah! Your so-called talents lie elsewhere, you impudent piece of trash!
- No matter how many times you refuse to accept the undeniable truth and deny the cold, hard facts, your eventual failures shall continue to haunt you for the rest of your pathetic life!
- You'll always be a useless, little boy that still thinks he's at the top of the world just because he somehow caught a bunch of so-called Mythical "Fairies", that aren't supposed to be even his in the first place, but then thinks that they're his own flesh and blood; Papa Tommy's little Slave Monsters!
- HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!
The Pokémon children suddenly gasped in unison and then sported flabbergasted looks on their faces, having just heard someone or something actually take the chance to insult and disrespect their beloved Keeper out of nowhere.
And they did not like that. At all.
- You are not a good Trainer, or anything that has to do with these things you call your Pokémon, your "Family", YUCK, and you will never be one, either. You're a pathetic, sorry excuse for a person that just got lucky to see these little miscreant scumbags, that isn't even yours in the first place!
- They will leave you when the time comes, and you'll be all alone, as you should have been in the first place.
- You'll never see them ever again someday, and there's nothing you, and your pathetic excuses for a Pokémon can do about it.
- You're not just misfits, you're rejects! And YOU know it is TRUE, don't you?
- If you don't want to be the change that will change this world to fit your liking, then you deserve to be punished violently for trying to defy your destinyyyy!
Tom was silently weeping as he was hearing these things being told to him by the voice that is supposed to be his support, but now is his own worst enemy.
And his Pokémon children saw what he had become in front of them.
He sighed heavily and bowed down his head in sadness and dejection, choosing to resume to endure his suffering, for his children's sake.
He would hope that his children would understand what he always goes through inside his dreams, for their safety and their stability of sanity and innocence.
He didn't realize they specifically chose to be his Guardians of Dreams for that purpose alone.
And now, since they all are Psychics or now have the power to use Telepathy, they had sensed their Papa in distress.
Time for all of them to break down the glass wall they're in and rescue their Papa once again.
After a few insults then and there, the voice decided to change its target of attention.
- That stupid, useless, citrine Star isn't supposed to be what it is right now!
- This thing is just a prefect you created to satisfy your desire to free it from its destined despair and fated destiny. IT WASN'T SUPPOSED TO BE LIKE THAT! "Guardian" Form? Ha! Don't make me laugh!
Once a Servant Star, ALWAYS a Servant Star!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!
Jerry himself was listening intently to what the voice was talking about, though he did not exactly understand what it meant about him being not supposed to be free, or even taking on this form he had that heralded his freedom from being a weak and nearly useless little Star. He knows that it may seem that he never knew it was possible for his kind to actually attain this form before, but he did Wish for himself to be released from his unwanted duties someday, and he was, because his Keeper gave him what he always wanted, and so much more. And in return for his rescue, he himself became his Keeper's lifelong Guardian Wishing Star.
He may have to have to ask a LOT of questions to his Papa regarding on what he just heard when they all wake up, but that can wait.
Because his Papa is in danger.
His beloved Papa is in danger.
Once again.
And his Papa NEEDS him. Tom NEEDS them all in this time of distress.
Anything for their Papa. Just to see him safe and sound.
And he knows that his fellow Pokémon siblings also share the same sentiment as he does.
- And that stupid buttwinged wedgehead weirdo shouldn't even belong to you, either!
- Being with a lagomorphic cretin does not fit your taste as a generic, useless tool, as well as being a Typeless pyromaniac, either!
- Pretty ironic for a destined LOSER like you to own a Victory Pokémon, but that's how it works, doesn't it?
In that case, your Victory Pokémon is a bonafide LOSER like you, too!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHaaaaaa!
- And you shouldn't even be here, either! You should've stayed in that goodness-forsaken barrier forever, considering your existence is a lie in itself, anyway!
- And yeah! Good riddance to every single prick you encountered before we even saw you call for help! You're no Luck Pokémon, your "talents" lie elsewhere, you moronic lagomorphic cretinous filth!
- Bounce, buttwings! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHaaaaaa!
Victor was once again LIVID with what the disembodied voice proclaimed about him, him being very offended by the voice trying to diss and insult his Wingtails, as he was getting tired of his posterior wings being the center of uncalled insults towards him, as well as being almost ostracized for having a V-shaped head, somehow him getting the hint that it also was supposed to say that his head can be tilted to form an L-shape form, which of course translates to one thing.
Him being called as a Loser Pokémon rather than his trademark callsign species classification, being known as THE Victory Pokémon.
And once again, he added, him being infernally enraged because of this insolent scum of a nightmare trying its chance to corrupt his beloved Keeper once again, as well as it bringing up a bit of his harrowing, tragic past, too.
He did not take all such claims towards him and his Keeper very, very well.
He will not repeat that tragic mistake from 100 years ago, where he witnessed his own former Keeper just FLATLINE in front of him, and being sealed away for a hundred years, all alone. Suffering silently.
Every. Single. Night.
Because he was too late to save his former Keeper.
And it DESTROYS him inside everytime he thinks about it.
He may have lived for that long, but that did not matter to him. Because to his perspective, a hundred years passing by feels like at least ten days, and that did not alleviate his trauma of witnessing his former Keeper die in front of him.
He is still a scared, little child that needed someone to hold onto and to be cared for beneath his proud exterior, and he WILL NOT permit this impudent, rebellious conscience of his Keeper take that away from him.
NEVER AGAIN.
Never will he suffer anymore.
Not anymore. NOT EVER.
He will keep his Keeper safe THIS TIME.
He WILL keep his Keeper safe.
No matter what it takes.
He loves his Keeper very, very much, and he will always be there for him.
He then proclaimed in front of his siblings' earshot that this affront and blight to his Papa's dreams must be PURIFIED and DELETED by any means, even if he has to INCINERATE it himself into oblivion, and with his siblings' help, too.
- And what's this? Aww, is da wittle blwue Pokémon very, vewy , vewy mad 'cause his Papa's being boo-booed? HAH! Sit on it, you stupid little baby Anglerfish! HAH!
- That stupid little blue-colored, antennaed, pathetic excuse for a Pokémon shouldn't even be BORN to begin with! How disgusting can you even get? Heart Swap? more like Heart Scrap, because that's exactly what you stupid, little fishface are!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHaaaaaa!
Manny sported an intense glare on the direction the voice came from, as he was also continuing on finding a way to break the glass barrier he and his older siblings are currently in.
He may be too young to understand many words for he is still two years old, but he knows when he is being insulted, it seems.
- Since when did you become a caretaker of a worthless Pokémon like that, huh?
- Really, are you kidding me? Oh well, a worthless Pokémon for a worthless, sorry excuse for a Trainer and a person, HAH!
- That thing should have been destroyed while it was still an egg, so this world would have one less annoyance to occupy itself with, as well as even try to entertain you with a false sense of stability here! That thing should have been crushed or destroyed from the start or something! So this world will finally begin to keep watch on YOU!
- Or maybe, you'd reckon you both should drown together! Seeing as this Mistake got the gall to call you its Poor, useless Papa! How fitting would it be, too!
Manny took the time to analyze the voice's message to him, and eventually Jess took it upon herself to summarize what it said to him, since he was still a baby, and he needs words he do not understand be shortened for him gently and concisely.
He realized that the voice said to him that He and his Keeper should just bounce out as well as called him, a Seafarer Guardian Prince, a pathetic, sorry excuse for a Pokémon.
A WORTHLESS Pokémon.
It as well as even told him that he shouldn't have existed at all.
Manny queried within his innocent mind on how would that concern him, and he came to the epiphany of if HE did not exist, how would he even hug his Papa? How would he even see his Papa smile at him and with him? And most importantly, how would his Papa notice him at all if he wasn't there to see him?
And then he realized that it wanted to take him away from his Papa, since he does not exist and therefore cannot interact with him in any way, that means he will never ever see his Papa smile at him and even notice him EVER again.
It wanted to take him away from his Papa.
NO.
THAT WILL NOT HAPPEN.
He will be with his Papa, Forever and Ever.
He will keep his Papa safe.
And this voice trying to insult him and his Papa made him feel something rise inside his innocent-filled mind.
FEAR.
CONCERN.
ANGER.
RAGE.
PROTECT PAPA.
PROTECT PAPA.
PROTECT PAPA.
PROTECT PAPA.
PAPA.
DESTROY THE BAD DREAM. FOR HIS DEAREST PAPA.
Something snapped inside Tom's adorable little Sea Guardian Prince, as it is unusually rare to survey a Sea Guardian Prince Pokémon like him sport a horrifyingly menacing glare towards its offender, his antennas forming an offensive stance towards it also, now temporarily keeping his innocent, yet excitable and curious nature at bay. And for someone to completely turn an innocent little baby into an angry, little firecracker is an absurdly audacious thing to witness.
And he KNOWS his Keeper trusts him to stay true to his kind's trademark callsign classification, and he will make sure to keep it that way.
He is his Keeper's most trusted youngest member of their tight-knit group, and he will prove it to the voice, WITH A GIGANTIC SPLASH if he has to.
Because he loves his Keeper very much.
And it also made one thing clear to him, too.
He will SCALD and SCALD to the fullest brim the voice who tried to hurt his Papa for a long time until it cries itself in confusion for hurting him and his Papa.
Apparently, even for an infant, a Pokémon like him can attune itself to its true heritage and nature if provoked profusely.
The voice then just continued insulting Tom over and over, screaming demeaning and demoralizing insults towards him, Tom taking in the brunt of those in a stiff upper lip, though he himself is beginning to falter and break, until Serena started to notice that in every opportunity the voice has, it did not even try to mention her or insult her at all.
She began.
Serena: Wait a moment. Is this some sort of trick? Why did it not insult me at all?
Is something or anything wrong with me?
Serena just proclaimed to the voice that it was rude to her in a loud manner, sensing that something seems amiss with the voice not even acknowledging her presence in the dreamscape.
She tried to get the attention of the voice.
Serena: Hey, what about me? Is there anything you'd like to say about me? Why do you not do that to me too?
- OH. EM. GEEEEEE! Who and what the ever-living fickle-fackle is this? Some kind of girly-garbage fox bunny or something? And it even has ribbons, too! Holy Mother of Pearl! Haw-haw-haw-hawwwww!
- How could you even own this thing, huh? Are you some sort of a FRUITCAKE or something? Have you no shame and some semblance of decency at all? And I thought you're a strong, stoic guy! I refuse to believe you actually have an Intertwining Pokémon as a part of your worthless team! How GAY! Yuck! How disgusting!
- Another Eeveelution other than this girly TRASH would have sufficed, but NOOOOO! Mr. Hardhead decided to take care of a Pokémon as gay and weak as he is! And it kinda does reveal something about yourself that you refuse to show to your squadmates, don't you?!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!
- And also, for your information, girly ribbon dog thing...
- I. DO. NOT. CARE. ABOUT. YOU.
- You don't exist here, wench.
Serena fired back at the voice.
Serena: HOW DARE YOU, MISTER VOICE, SIR! That for one was quite rude of you to say! Just because I am prim and proper does not mean I am useless and should be ignored and unacknowledged! And how dare you call Papa weak! I will show you weak when we all get our hands and paws on you, RUDE SIR!
And who are you to tell our Papa on what he should and should not take care of?! Shame on you, sir! SHAME ON YOOOOOOUUU!
- Ewwww, how pretentious. Do me a favor and go back to your stupid colony of equally useless Pokémon like yourself, you impudent ribbon wench!
- Might as well also make you watch as I tear your so-called Keeper apart just to shut your pretentious pink-colored tush up! Now THAT would be a useful thing to do, and to also for me to see the look on your pathetic face as I do it, too!
Serena: *SCOFF!* HOW- HOW DARE-
...
Now this voice of her Keeper's nightmare has done it, alright.
It managed to completely turn a proper, good little child like her into a raging hot inferno of pure anger and rage for witnessing such rudeness and indignation unfold before her, courtesy of her Keeper's threatening conscience poisoning his mind, as well as even bringing her fellow Eeveelution Brothers and Sisters to their kerfuffle.
She then and there made a promise that she will hunt this voice down to give it a piece of her mind and teach it a lesson about common courtesy as well as decency and respect, and as for even DARING to mess with her Keeper's mind once again.
She may have been unaware of the situation before, but after this little stunt, she is now prepared to give this nightmare what it asks for.
Wanton display of violence it wanted in the first place.
Because Fairies deserve some semblance of respect when they serve for those who they care about.
- And of course, our little pathetic yellow-colored dirty RAT being the center of attention again.
- I regret the day I saw you on that outskirt and seeing this idiot take you in afterwards gave me a reality check, too.
- This loser should have been the one who should replace Giovanni as the most ruthless crimelord and the best visionary in this world, had it not for you interfering with the course of historyyyyyy!
- And also, he is NOT yours, and never will be!
- The only thing he'll ever get close to is his destiny as a conqueror!
Jess: NO!
- You should have suffered before!
- Jess: STOP IT!
- This moron should have said NO to you on that day!
Jess: STOP IT! STOP IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!
- Your former Keeper's death was YOUR fault!
Jess: HOW DARE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUU!
Jess admitted to herself that she never thought her Keeper's rogue conscience would go so far as to blame her for the loss of her former Keeper, and easily just ticked her off like that. But it seems it has other intentions than to just demean her and her Keeper.
It seems that it will stop at nothing just to break her, as well as turn their Keeper into a monster that does not want to see them anymore, and for this thing to attempt to try to rub its success for demoralizing them in their faces made her Electric-filled reserves inside her body spike up, even moreso than what it can do when the voice told her something that almost made her completely snap.
- You'll never, ever, EVER see your so-called Keeper the same EVER AGAIN.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!
This response alone sent her into a fuming infernally hot protective electric rage towards her beloved Keeper, swearing to herself and to her siblings that they won't just bring this thing to justice, but will tear it apart piece by piece if they all find out where it is hiding inside their Papa's mind.
She must protect her younger Brothers and Sisters. Her dearest siblings.
Her Keeper as well, even moreso. Her Papa. Her entire life.
Her precious, precious Family.
And if she has to fry her Papa's stressful and rougish thought processor to make sure they solve this case, then she gladly will, though she'd hope that they wouldn't have to go through that process, either.
For her Papa.
Anything just to make her Papa stay safe and sound.
Because she is close to her Papa's heart and loves him very, very much, and that is all that matters to her.
Time for this disgusting excuse for a conscience to have a permanent cleanup process, she thought to herself.
Originally Planted on December 10, 2022.
As Tom and his "Kids" are asleep, the resolve of the children being their Papa's protector will be tested, as their Keeper's conscience become rogue and become their bitter enemy in the process.
Dealing with their Papa's conscience may take some time, but they must, for their Papa's sake.
ANYTHING for their Papa.
Poor, poor Tom... hold on there, for your Pokémon.
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