He had seen them in the distance he kept going deeper, and deeper he didn't notice that the mist was changing color slightly, the purple tinge was lost to him, and when he thought he had found the two people he was looking for they were suddenly gone, and in front of him was a sight that caused him to reel back. It was hot, he could feel the heat coming from the building and he just stopped, and stared at it in horror. It was his home, the place he had left eighteen years ago, the place that had burned into ash, where they said there were no survivors except for one lone boy. Of course he would recognize this place, and the emblem of a Dragonair entwining itself around a rose as his family crest. It was on fire again, and he couldn't move he was frozen in place.



That was when the screams resounded in his head, and he realized that there were people inside, and he had to go save them, didn't he? He wasn't the meek, and helpless boy that he had once been, no he was stronger now, his dragons were fierce, and he even counted a Mythical Pokemon among his companions now. He was stronger now he could save them, Adontis, and Draco were already by his side, and he didn't know where his date Kaida Adachi was. But that wasn't important to him right now he had to go save them. They were there, and this was the chance he had always wanted, he would have to seize it now, or everything would turn out the exact same as it had been before.

So with no regard for his own well being Amor charged into the burning mansion that was his nightmare manifest. The flicks of fire that kissed his exposed skin sent sharp stings of pain through his person, but he went ahead. He knew where they were, he knew this place like the back of his own hand, so his feet carried him automatically, and that is where he came upon them. His mother, and father they were battling, fighting someone. In all the time Amor had ever known them, he had never seen them fight without their pokemon, but they were struggling hard against a man. A man with two Lycanroc, and they were struggling because they were playing by the rules, and the assassin wasn't. They were being held back by their ideals of being "good", and to the last they didn't break.


Amor froze, and it felt like time stood still around him, they were about to die again...They were going to die because they were good people, and they didn't deserve that. Pain, and anguish washed over him, Draco was nearby, and Adontis was on his shoulder as he always was, and he knew that they could feel his emotions. They were his two closest partners, they knew what he was feeling almost at all times. So Draco didn't hesitate to interrupt the battle, he knew who those two people were, before they had been forced to leave, they had given him to their only son.

He was grateful to them for allowing him to be their sons first, and most trusted Pokemon, and if Amor wanted to save them, then he would save them. That is how he would repay his trainer for his years of love, and kindness. He would bring that dream that he held so close to his heart to life. So Draco threw himself into the fray along with two other Dragonite, he recognized them as well, they were the ones who had given him life, they were his own parents. They died today as well, which gave him even more reason to fight, and that is when the screen of a Corviknight pierced the air, and more Lycanroc seemed to materialize out of the fire surrounding them. There was a whole pack because of course there was, and he grit his teeth. The assassin he recognized easily as the man who had just tried to kill him not so long ago.

This was the same man that he had vague images of whenever he had nightmares, the same man, who had just tried to kill him, but now he was stronger. He was stronger than he was back then, and he didn't need to play the rules. His parents were good people, but Amor wasn't. Amor wasn't bound by such conventions of morality, he had learned that doing the "Good" thing wasn't always the "Right" thing.

The world didn't always need a hero. Sometimes it needed a monster.

So he rushed at the Assassin as the three Dragonite began to battle the Lycanroc, catching the man by surprise Amor wasted no time, this wasn't going to be like last time. This time he had the advantage, and so with the same technique as he used before the end of their last fight he snapped the Assassin's arm. Bone jutted up through skin, and blood began to soak the burning floor beneath them. The heat intensified as the Assassin regarded him for the first time perhaps only now viewing him as a threat. However his arm wasn't useless like it should have been instead it twisted, and turned in unnatural ways, and forced itself to fix.

Then eyes began to pop out all over his exposed skin, there was a scar on his throat perhaps from sort of surgery he didn't know, but it opened up to reveal a grotesque eye, and they were all watching Amor. It was disturbing to say the least, and then the Assassin charged at Amor once again, he held his ground just like before. Stryker appeared from it's Pokeball on his belt, and dashed off to keep more of the Lycanroc busy, and then Typhon, Vilu, Uraeon, and Bahamut appeared, and began to wage an all out battle with the pack of Lycanroc. They were making sure none interfered with their masters battle.

Adontis was the only left by his side, and as the hand to hand fight continued the Pichu felt how much pain his trainer was in. The mansion was burning around them, two strange people Adontis didn't recognize were heavily wounded, and bleeding out, and Amor was going to get hurt just as badly again. Adontis didn't want that, he didn't want Amor to get hurt anymore, he didn't want to see him covered in blood, he didn't want to see him mad, or cry anymore. Adontis thought hard about all the things that he had learned from Draco. He had wanted to be strong, and big like the Dragonite, but he wasn't yet.

He wasn't big like Draco, or as fast as Stryker, he couldn't burrow into the ground like Typhon, he couldn't Mega Evolve like Vilu, end a battle in one hit like Uraeon, or as strong as Bahamut. He was just a tiny Pokemon, and he wasn't strong despite how much Amor cared for him, he couldn't protect him as well as the others. Everyday when the others were out in the garden training he would go with them sometimes, and fight against Glaedr, and Draco. They were hard opponents, but he never won against them, not once, and he knew they were holding back against him, because he was helpless.

Because he was weak...Adontis didn't want to be weak anymore, he wanted to be strong enough to protect Amor, that is what he wanted, the deepest wish of his heart was to protect the one who had given him so much. Draco had once told him during one of their training sessions that "Not every dragon, is a dragon type...You'll understand one day..." Which confused Adontis at first, because he had asked Draco why Amor had Pokemon that weren't dragon types like himself. That was the reply he got, and he didn't understand it that day. What did it mean to be a dragon, to be a true dragon. Adontis wanted to be like them, to be big, and strong enough like them to protect his trainer, he wanted to be a dragon.

That was when he felt it, he felt strange like a weight had been lifted from his body as if something inside of him had become uncoiled, he was glowing, and then he got bigger. He felt stronger, and faster all of a sudden, and then without thinking twice he leapt into the air. Electricity sparked around his entire body as he unleashed a Thundershock attack on the Assassin who was attempting to harm his trainer. It hit, and stopped the man in his tracks long enough for Amor to land a punch to his solar plexis, and knock the wind out of his chest. Adontis landed dutifully on his trainers shoulder, and growled angrily at the man who was now covered in eyes.

They had to defeat him, and save Amor's parents that was their objective, and now Adontis had the power he had long sought to defend Amor. He understood what Draco meant, not all dragons were dragon type, it didn't matter as long as you were a dragon in your heart, and right now that is what Adontis was. He was no different than the rest now.

"A-Adontis?" came Amor's confused voice as he looked at the Pikachu on his shoulder, who just turned to him, and smiled joyfully as if they weren't in a life, and death situation, and nuzzled his trainer affectionately.

"Pikachu!" Came the happy reply before narrowing his glare back to the many eyed man. Today was the day he would show that he wasn't weak, and helpless anymore.

the mist overtakes them quickly. within the dark space of a wish and a blink, noah is unknowingly plunged into the interdream zone. he stirs from his seat, his pokemon quick to follow him by his side as he navigates the surreal streams of pink fog.

"kyle?" noah looks around.

separated so quickly by the surge of mist, noah wanders alongside his urshifu and houndour. his hands claw and tear through dream gas as he moves.

however, his desires are quick to lead him to kyle lopez. the ground suddenly becomes barren. phantom figures of homes, pillars and beams like half-chewed tooth picks, dot the realm.

"there you are!" noah lunges for kyle, hand grasping his limb as if to make sure it was real. "is this... is this verdanturf?" he asks, breath shallow as if to take little of this hued air.

around them, blinking shapes scatter across dimensional lines.

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formal suit?

kyle lopez / star soiree

Treason? Conspiracy?! They’re the ones that destroyed what was left of Kanto. This isn’t the Kanto government, this is their constructed hell and they’ve trapped and entire region within it. Before she can speak, a hand touches her shoulder. The grip is strong enough to pull her in but the last person she remembers being behind her is THEO BECKETT. So she fights, flinching at the touch knocking the hand away with well-placed swat. When she turns to face Matias her eyes are wide, wild, brimming with tears.

As the mist curls in, driving its venom deeper into her mind, it manipulates her vision. It’s not Matias she sees. Well, it’s not her MATIAS SILPH. It’s the shadow of him standing beside THEO BECKETT with a soft smile eerily similar to that of Gavin’s, “You were wrong, Eva. Kanto is better, better than ever thanks to them,” he reaches for her, offering her a hand, “Join us, Eva,” his voice pleads her to accept, he knows what will happen if she says no.

The shock is overwhelming. Regardless, she shakes her head and it takes a few moments to muster up the word, “Never.”

17th post; Eva getting lost in Dream Mist and having a nightmare, oh hi MATIAS SILPH
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Quite suddenly, her nightmare wasn't her own personal hell anymore, though the woman barely noticed the scenery change. Barely noticed Amor Rose's own distorted desires start to form. She only noticed as black soot landed upon her shoulder, the pain ripping her back into...well, not reality, but back to herself.

Fire.

She cringed back, instinctively fearing the burning, feeling her death creep up on her. Was she to die like she did at Littleroot now, in this terrible place? Yet she didn't know this place...it wasn't a memory of hers. If there was anything known about Kaida, she was curious, and she rarely backed down.

Her still twisted form started to lurch towards the burning mansion, clearly afraid, swiping away burning sparks from her fur...she didn't know it, but she was still unmistakably Kaida. Stoic, beastial, yet brave.

tl;dr: Having a nightmare~ Fun! Encounters Amor Rose's nightmare. Uses Unknown Report word "black"!