Today is the day of my daughter's date with Romus, who is honestly a very passionate Trevenant. I mean just from where I am looking through my rifle scope I see the big lug making a fancy date spot. It actually makes me a bit proud to see someone so interested in my daughter. Six hundred years of chasing my daughter is honestly impressive. Summer gently presses her ghostly dragon body against my back while hugging me.
"Hey dear, how are we going to embarrass our little princess?"
"Sexual flirting?"
Summer chuffs a silent giggle at my answer, that'd definitely be a good way to embarrass our daughter. I mean for Furgus I interrupted by slow dancing in with Victini in my arms. Both us legends just slow dancing in singing, "Oh young love, how joyous." Furgus tried to night slash us, but his date grabbed his arms and started silently muttering. She was embarrassed but sorta happy to see her boyfriend's father, and aunt who represents victory happily teasing them. It was her way of thinking we were blessing their eventually eternal union.
After a good six hours of watching Romus prepare for the date. Our lovely little girl Lillian finally appeared sorta bashfully as she's partly been gussied up. Likely by her sister in law as for a mega Gengar, she has style since she used to be a human stylist. So seeing Lillian all fancied up through my scope I take a picture using my glasses. Taking a good twenty photos of the pair being cute together in shyness.
Seeing as how the date was starting, me and Summer decided to wait a while. As it'd be rude to interrupt the date first thing as it starts. We waited a good two hours into it while creeping closer to them. Eventually we were literally right behind our daughter, like we could just suddenly hug her from behind, in a different plane due to going into complete ghost mode. Seeing the two just finishing a cooked Ratata meat stew with bread. We both glance at each other and get to work.
Angling ourselves to their right just barely against their makeshift table. I grab my wife's scaled hips and lean on her back while she holds the table. Summer started counting down while I did tease her to set the mood. It's honestly cute that I cause a big bad prankster Zoroark, turned dragon, to be shy.
"3, 2, 1! Embarrass our daughter!"
Hearing my wife we both became material again suddenly, causing our daughter to jump and stumble out of her seat. Romus looked at us with a slow creeping redish white blush on his bark. I mean I'd be surprised if my date's parents suddenly materialized while one feels the other up. Summer admittedly was failing to hold in squeaks when I touched somewhere sensitive. But both the love birds were effectively embarrassed, our goal was completed. Just we weren't gonna stop, been sometime for us, so we were gonna embarrass Lillian thoroughly.
"MOM! DAD! WOULD YOU STOP FUCKING ON OUR TABLE?! HOW ARE YOU EVEN HERE IN THE FIRST PLACE?!"
"H-hello Mr and Mrs Cartson! Lovely s-s-seeing you here?! Uh um… Can I ask why your h-having sex on our dinner table?"
The two's reactions were so adorable that we both laughed happily. Just yeah teasing turned into fucking slowly so Lillian is javing the image of her parents doing it seared into her memories. Now that's rather normal thing to have mentally scar you, watch your parents fuck. Just probably not while you're on a date, so this really has been an over the top embarrassment prank!
needless to say we only left after our daughter chased us off, while blushing and screaming curses. She should expect new siblings because I topped the embarrassment off when she came charging. After we lost her we stayed in a cave to continue our fun. As pokemon, and legends can't just go one round and be fine, except Oddish. Not even Death and Grass helps it to create more than one egg, it's why they usually live in colonies of two hundred underground.
『An hour later』
After escorting my lovely wife home arms linked together, I went to attend the yearly meeting of the children entrusted with the world's balance. The location this time was in the Palace of Secrets, hidden near the earth's core under Pallet town. The palace was made of marble and chilled molten Soulrite. Soulrite being a by product of my death energy seeping into normal stone for too long. That it creates a unique gemstone metal that can help with fatigue, energy consumption, and purifying abnormalities.
The ceiling was made of Dark ore, Electric ore, Water ore, Fire ore, Fairy ore, Frozen ore, and Phantom ore to create a starry night sky with a myriad of energies intermingling. Walking into the main chamber I see over six hundred different sized pokemon. Looking at them all I noticed the Latios and Latias colony are singing a melody. Groundon is shielding two shy children, the new Groundon and Kyoger of the next generation, while their mother swims next to her newborn self. Xernes and Yvetal are sitting behind their next generation as well with smiles.
Yvetal's energy however is weakening… Soon I will need to guide my brother's soul. Xernes can hold out another hundred years though to help guide them, which for the young death guardian I shall personally teach them. Meltan and Necrozma are arguing with the little one of the two berating the larger one. Lunala and Solgaleo are relaxing and talking about Alola happily as they sometimes sing a bit. Everyone else is doing their usual as I enter, however Zekrom and Reshiram suddenly look at me.
"Ah Cartson! You're here! Thank you for attending after last time when one of the children was disrespectful."
"They're just brats, if they get mouthy, beat the shit out of them, eh sis?"
"Please do NOT give my other half idea's…."
"Shush you big brute! Good isn't without violence. So what he says has some merits for the newer generations, I almost gave that snotty brat a full force Dragon Crunch."
Zekrom groaned as he lightly claws his face in exasperation at his other half. Looking at his younger brother he sighs deeply seeing the grin on his lips, a bunch of violent thugs. Arceus who has been sleepily watching everything chuckles at the scene. It had been close to two eons since the young man had joined her family. Yet he has done good as his role and made himself at home with the others. This is all she could ask of the young man as he is trying his best for her.
When the sound of a clock striking midnight rings out in the chamber, everyone becomes quiet. Dakota silently makes his way up beside Arceus, the goddess having long said his spot is at her side during meetings. Dakota's outfit changed slightly to a more formal style as he held his Hk417 silently. A skeletal bone mask covering his lower face, flames of death bellowing gently from his changed clothes. He now truly looked more like an executioner than an ordinary soldier.
"Thank you everyone for attending, and hello to you younglings. Welcome the family as the next generation of keepers for the world. Before we get started I would like for my peacekeeper to state something."
Arceus spoke a very loving motherly tone as she looked over her children and grandchildren. Turning her sleepy eyes to Dakota who scans the younger generations with expressionless eyes. Well for the most part four of the children got a wink as they looked too shy.
"Name's Dakota Cartson, the executioner of those that threaten everything. You rowdy chicks can call me Sir, nothing less till you earn the right for anything else. Disrupt the meeting and there will be blood spilt as a warning. Behave and we'll all have a good time, even my children know this."
My words earned a chuckle from the adults as they heard the last bit. Most of the children giggled and seemed respectful to Dakota. However, a young Celebi looked disgruntled along with a few others after he had spoken. His eyes locked onto the Celebi as he suddenly appeared before it causing it to flutter back in shock.
"H-how did you do that?! No future showed such a thing!"
"I don't answer disrespectful brats, you either get over yourself or we'll "play" understand?"
"You dare threaten me?! Your just some stupid human! What rights do you have to threaten the heir to the Celebi colony?!"
Dakota looked at the youngling blankly and expressionless at the young time traveler. They became agitated, feeling looked down upon, this was just incomprehensible, when the rest of the colony and their parents respected them. As they tried to question them again Dakota aimed sideways to his left and fired a shot. A bullet pierced through a Dragon Rush and grazed a young Latias's cheek. No adult spoke or tried to defend the younglings.
"I'm the executioner to keep everyone, even you in check. No further warnings younglings. Also that's Sir to you young Celebi, my kids listen better than you."
With no movement Dakota reappeared at Arceus's side. A still rather young Rayquaza and a newborn gently circling the air waiting for him. Seeing the two he raised an eyebrow as his sister Sela, gently glided down and coiled up beside him. The newborn Rayquaza coiled on top of her bashfully as she looked at him.
"Who's this sis?"
"Calma, your niece, Lillian and Furgus's cousin."
"Calma? What did you take Ca from my last name and the rest from mom's name?"
"Maaaaaybe."
"You're a dork."
"Silly but cute~!"
Chuckling Dakota shook his head at his sister's antics. Waving her off to the rest of the Rayquaza he gives his niece some Milktank meat to snack on. Arceus gently chuckled seeing this small scene as the meeting carried on. The meeting was going as normal till it came his time to speak up. Looking at everyone he gave his report with no embellishments.
"Nine thousand humans judged and executed, twelve thousand pokemon judged and executed, thirty-six pseudo legends judged and executed, forty legends judged and purged. That's all within this year since the last meeting."
Hearing him the adults nodded their heads at his report at the numbers. Out of them all he is the most actively busy legend in the world. The teens and young adult legends looked a bit saddened at his report, but were glad their uncle kept at his job. The kids though looked shocked at how plain and simple he spoke about death and killing. Yvetal could be seen lifting his daughter up to explain why he does so. The young death heiress looks sad at the news but glances at him with some form of respect. A young Zapados was about to angrily electrocute Dakota, when she felt a gun muzzle to her neck.
"No warnings, remember?"
Pulling the trigger he shot through the young electric guardians throat. Before she could process what happened Dakota's right hand glowed a sickly green. Grabbing her throat and choking her he healed the gunshot. His hand yanked her head down, eyes to his level. Where he locked gazes with her as he made his position clear.
"I will not speak of the torture and gore, or add embellishment to a simple fact. My role is to murder threats to the world balance, I WILL NOT STOP. So accept it or join the dead hatchling."
A larger male Zapados lowers himself beside Dakota and speaks gently. As he gently nudges Dakota's arm with his beak.
"Uncle, thank you for not badly hurting my daughter for her impulsive attitude. All of us know how important your role is as it's kept timelines from imploding. So please let go. She's still young and will learn the truth in the future."
Letting go of her neck Dakota backs up then returns to Arceus under everyone's gazes. The barrel of the gun dripped blood along with his right hand. He spoke while walking, his words almost a whisper but they rang out clearly.
"I do this by choice, for I'm already blackened by all the blood on my hands. Its best a killer like me than, someone like a bunch of hot headed stupid children doing it. Because there's no faith or sanity to be shattered from all the blood spilt daily."
The rest of the meeting then proceeded uneventfully. By the time I had gotten home an eclipse was happening at around six in the morning. The eclipse releasing a bit of red light as if bleeding.