Rest Legends of Old 2

The three ancient legendary dogs barked a laugh seeing me just play along. Though when they cough blood, we knew time was up and it was time to send them off. Walking up to them and gently putting my hands on Entie, and Raiku while my forehead rested against Suicune as I got down on my knees. The three nuzzled into me even as they began to turn into dust to avoid their bodies being defiled. They each gave a goodbye with affection in their voices.

"Take care Dakota, it'll be sometime before you see us once more."

"It was a good run… It had horrible moments, but you and the children made it enjoyable."

"Get laid and have more kids before you see us next time, you're worse than Necrozma…"

As their words faded out the three ancient dogs of legend ceased to exist in the mortal realm. Standing up, the feeling of their warmth still lingering as I clapped my hands together and muttered something. Turning around I gave my nieces and nephews, who had all turned up over time, a small smile.

"They're at peace and should've just arrived in Giritina's domain. They lived the best they could and are happy to have had you all as family. So don't cry, live, that's all they'd ask of you. Now I must go, work is never over for me…"

After saying goodbye to my assembled nieces and nephews, I took my team to meet with Team Flare. Sure their a criminal organization to a degree, but their one of the more redeemable ones I have met in this era. They aren't even planning on using Xerneas or Yveltal for their grand plan like they'd originally want anymore. Instead the criminally inclined group is acting more as agent's of Life and Death with my siblings assistance should it be required. Which leads to where we were heading regarding them.

When we stepped out of the fires of death in the midst of a burial operation led by Lysandre and Yveltal. I observed the surroundings with the clarity of Casualty and with a low hum I beckoned the dead. The souls still lingering visibly appear in the surroundings as they approach myself and my team. My team was FRIGHTENED by the sight, but with practiced ease doors opened as the souls approached. Each soul knows exactly what door it must enter as they instinctively shudder under my gaze halting any false entries. Yet there's always the one who tries. The souls automatically halt their movements, my steps echoing out unnaturally when I start moving. 

Team Flare watches me closely as they notice something wrong with a soul, a few and their Pokemon growl with disgust. The world around the site becomes unnaturally dark, pulses of light rings rippling out from each step I take. A soul trying to enter a white door glows bright RED. The soul is that of a young female trainer, her physical traits gone, replaced by the red of her soul. Walking towards her, she struggles to move, to flee as she realizes she tried to con someone she shouldn't have. Sinners never learn… we never do…

"W-wait! I have money, sex appeal, pokemon willing to be used as sex toys, just spare me! Stop walking towards me, you freak of nature! Spare me, spare me, spare me, spare me, I'm sorry I was wrong, don't do this!"

Without an ounce of pity, without an ounce of remorse, without any doubt I approach the panicking soul. I had already begun listing out her crimes from the age of five until the age of sixteen.

"Amelia Lanchest, age sixteen, sex female. Crimes; murdering ten just born pokemon for fun, raping fifty pokemon and humans, primarily children, and then murdering them by mutilating their genitals and cutting out their hearts, unwarranted use of psychic abilities to enslave pokemon and humans, burning down a pokecenter after trapping countless souls inside even unborn eggs, ATTEMPTING to rape a Legends offspring, causing a legendary to murder countless lives in order to murder you for your crimes, attempting to con Casualty, attempting to enter a section of the Mirror World you would NEVER belong in. For these crimes and what you have done, your soul is forsaken and to be destroyed. Resist, it won't matter anyways."

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME! MY DADDY WILL-"

Her shrieking is abruptly cut off as I reach out, touching her soul, and then it just explodes into trillions of particles of light. My eyes holding cold contempt for the teen as I heard the last echoes of it give a rather weak apology. Dismissing it I sent the soul fragments through a special door that'd process and recycle them into a whole soul once more. However, the Amelia Lanchest ceased to exist forever, as it would become a completely new soul. Free of residual echoes from the teens life, as she doesn't deserve to be remembered by the next life. The world returned to normal and those who froze up due to my actions resumed being animated. Gasping for breath as they stumbled while those who didn't freeze got back to work.