Episode 11: Enough is Enough

[Allen Silva]

"You should think about what makes you happy, and then just go from there," Allen immediately suggested. "Even if it's the smallest thing, it's important. Anything you say is equally important. I'd love to hear about anything really, but there's no pressure in saying anything. Whatever you're comfortable sharing is fine with me. Just know that I'm here for you."

[Jenna Tinsley]

"..." Jenna was truly touched by Allen's desire to support her. Her mouth was slightly open in shock, but she quickly closed it out of embarrassment. She would jump out of the hospital bed to glomp him right now, but she was in too much pain.

"Alright... Let's see then..." Jenna began to think. "...You're going to be creeped out by this...so, here it goes. One of my escapes has always been this website for people who didn't have Bakugan for themselves, or just wanted to experience brawling from a distance. It's called Bakugan World Championship. We could make our own characters, our Bakugan, and just do whatever we wanted. There's also site events where you could brawl as famous brawlers throughout history, just like you guys. It's always been a hidden wish of mine to be one of those people that members pick to battle with. Of course, some people disagree on how things would play it between people, but to me, that's what made it fun. ...I may have picked you a couple of times... Okay, several times... All the time...?"

[Allen Silva]

"...Really? You picked me?" Allen asked with a hint of surprise. "If I sound surprised, that's because I am. Up until Gorem and I got our first taste of our Advanced Fusion Ability, people slept on my style. Analysts and youtubers thought I couldn't rough anyone up, so that's why I just sit back and take whatever punishment comes our way. I never thought I cared that much about it until Jamal came in and took center stage."

"...Now that I say that, you just got me thinking about the past. That was some rivalry... It's strange how you never really think about how good the moment is until years have gone by."

[Jenna Tinsley]

"Right? The old days just seem so much better than the present day all the time... Okay. Not all the time, but for some things anyway," Jenna expressed. "Speaking of which, our site hit its peak when those Spartans were here stealing the spotlight. You know that when there was a rumor going around that you and Jamal were going to fight each other, the majority bet against you? I did too, but that was before I saw how awesome you were."

[Allen Silva]

"So you mean tell me that after taking so many hits for you all and showing off some high quality defense brawling, I was picked to lose against someone from another planet? I thought it was Team Earth all the way. That's like being Team South Africa when you're from Canada." Allen asked with an initial annoyed expression. He quickly went back to normal, but Jenna saw enough of it to get in a laugh or two.

"Gotta admit... This is going a lot better than expected if she's smiling and laughing..." Gorem said to himself as he wanted this to be their moment. "I suppose I should inform Noland about this... Wait...no, Gorem. They got you with talking to yourself... Don't let him corrupt you with this shipping nonsense... Stay pure..."

[Alana Cortese]

Alana had just gotten cleared to go home. She walked out of a separate room from where Jenna and Fabia were. She glanced to her right and saw a robed Hydranoid sitting on the bench near the restroom. She went to him to see how he was holding up.

"You good?" Hydranoid spoke up before she could say anything.

"Yeah...not too much damage. Nero blocked most of it though, so nothing too serious," Alana reported. "How about you?"

"Stressed like you wouldn't believe. I want to try and move on, but... That was a scary situation. That could've been it for you, and I never would've saw it coming until it was too late," Hydranoid expressed. "...Everyone's really out to get us. If the police act like that towards us and carry weapons that they shouldn't reasonably acquire, then...what are we supposed to do? How can we stop them from trying to falsely arrest any of us? They just tried to kill you..."

"...I really don't know, Hydranoid... I really don't know..." Alana shrugged. "But...enough is enough. We need to stop all of this..."

"Agreed," a woman concurred from behind Alana. Alana turned around to see it was Montai.

"Oh, hey. How's he holding up?" Alana asked her.

"He'll live," Montai answered. "I'm more concerned about you and Noland right now. You shouldn't have had to go through that. I'm deeply sorry..."

"Don't be... You didn't mess up," Alana assured her. "I'm fine though. I've had worse done to me... No, wait. I didn't mean to say that..."

"I heard that Noland was beyond pissed when he saw what he saw," Montai quickly changed the subject.

"Those officers were burned to ashes," Alana remembered. "He was rational throughout the whole fight though... His level of control over his power is...awesome. It made me very happy to see him not lose himself even though he was about as angry as he was back then."

"That's great! More than great actually. I was beginning to fear for the worst," Montai admitted. "Maybe you all should do something nice for him. He has been getting hit back to back with these things. That isn't to say anyone else isn't hurting, but he's one of those special cases for obvious reasons. You know, since he was relatively sane when he attempted to get rid of Sydney and Vergilius..."

"I understand," Alana got the point.

"And...you or Allen should talk to him personally... Or...maybe just you..." Montai left the last suggestion vague... What for?

"...Just me...?" Alana asked in bewilderment.

"Andrew tells me he saw some staring...some 'meeting of the minds'...I dunno. You know more than I do, I guess," Montai shrugged. "Anyway, I have some talking to do with our friends from FBI. Whatever you do...be careful. I know this may sound weird, but ever since you were Karen, I... You're like a daughter to me...so...just stay alive..." Before Alana could respond to that, Montai excused herself from the scene. Alana wasn't sure which statement to be more shocked about: that moment with Noland or Montai thinking of her like a daughter.

[Father Tinsley]

Tinsley was lucky he wasn't in the same hospital they were in. He was at the one past Lanham and near the BW Parkway. He didn't need to be seen in the same place as Jenna was for now, especially when the Master Blaze is privy to Tinsley's unusual energy. He was casually walking through the hallways as all of the cameras that could record him mysteriously went offline. He walked into a restroom to look at himself in the mirror. He still had the injuries he sustained from the break-in.

...Except that he recovered from his injuries instantly so that there were no indications of him having been injured...

"Much better..." Tinsley felt. "Now then..." Tinsley disappeared from there in a puff of dark smoke and ended up in what was deemed to be the Doom Dimension. He appeared on the twisted version of Earth in the same location as he was just in. He was greeted by a human-sized Belphenoid who came to steal rubs off of him.

"How are my associates doing?" Tinsley asked it.

"Resting, just as you requested," the Belphenoid confirmed.

"Good. Anymore visitors other than that Resistor?"

"Negative."

"Alright then." Tinsley knelt down to rub the Belphenoid. It happily received the attention it was getting. "Thanks to Mother Bowen and Father Lyles running some errands for us, the amount of hate energy from their populations will soon be enough to break your master out of his prison regardless of the seal. In a few days, you, Asmodeus, Abbadon, and all of the others will be able to rejoice. You can wreak havoc all you'd like. We'll tackle the big boys and girls elsewhere. That'll make us even."

"...That's good..." the Belphenoid replied while greatly enjoying its rubs. "...We're trusting you now, even though we really shouldn't be talking to you guys. You used us as a distraction against Genesis Dragonoid and his forces. We only do this because we have no other choice... Can you please not take advantage of us this time?"

"Hm..." Tinsley didn't like the Belphenoid bringing that up, so he decided to inflict some pain on it. All Tinsley did was have his hand radiate in a dark purple energy, and the amount of damage Belphenoid took from that made him reconsider quickly...

"I take back what I just said!" Belphenoid retreated.

"No...I was out of line. The truth is...you're right. I did use you..." Tinsley admitted. "...And I'm doing it again. But, you already know that, and you accept that, or else I'll erase your entire species if any of you remind me about that battle one more time."

"...That's right...I do accept that."

"As you should. Now, you're free to go. Bye." Tinsley watched as the Belphenoid ran out of his sight. "Hmph...these damn dogs are so annoying..."

[Father Lyles]

Father Lyles and Mother Bowen were relaxing in a bar. It was filled with Tribunal believers. Of course, they were in the company of their respective Armor Bearers. They rarely went placed without them. The focus was Lyles and Bowen though. They looked like they weren't just involved in fights. They seemed...casual...

"So...about those Legendary Soldiers..." Lyles brought up. "...Doesn't it feel weird how it's a different time, but the same issues? I remember fighting a group of Bakugan that called themselves the Legendary Soldiers back in the day. Leonidas and company from what I remember. These guys seem a lot stronger than them individually, don't you think?"

[Mother Bowen]

Bowen took a sip to the thought of the current iteration of Legendary Soldiers being better than the first generation in some way. She had to think about that one before she could say anything.

"I'll agree to that. I had a lot more to work with than what was available to me with Leonidas and crew. What a shame that Demaryius and his wife were the deciding factors," Bowen sighed. "...I know I'm supposed to be relaxing, but it's so annoying... He left me for...that thing...? He really used that to defeat me... And I'm the evil one..."

"Um, forget I said that. Bad memories. Anyway, you looked good out there despite going for a test run. How did you feel?"

[Father Lyles]

"..." Lyles froze when he heard Bowen talk like that. He didn't really want the discussion to be on him at all after hearing that... "Well, I can't really feel anything due to the curse, so it's business as usual. Only surprise was to get a good guess as to how two Resistors are capable of killing me," Lyles summed up.

"Um...going out of character here, but...I can feel your pain. Well, duh, but seriously. That was the most devastating thing you remember before we were defeated and banished. You never had the opportunity to let those feelings out. I'd prefer not to since I do care about your well-being, but...I would like to take in that pain to make you feel better. Can I do that? You don't have to worry about my health or anything. I have so many years worth inside of me already. It won't hurt to add onto it."

[Mother Bowen]

"...That's only a temporary fix...and it always comes back worse. I can't forget how much I hate having been...a side project... I try to though," Bowen reminded Lyles. "...That was a kind gesture though. I appreciate the thought. Let's just not talk about it anymore. I shouldn't have said anything..."

"In case you do plan on asking me how I felt, I left largely impressed. Those Resistors are battling some demons. They're perfect for what we need. You'd do very well against all of them if Markus and Tank weren't an issue." Out of nowhere, some red energy seeped out of Bowen's body. It went into her right hand and formed an orb. She then shattered it with ease, but the energy trailed out of the bar and went elsewhere. It looks like it was heading for a certain destination...

"I guess all we need to evaluate is Vestal," Bowen concluded. "They should be getting a visit shortly..."

[Deon Irvine]

(Vestal Plains)

On Vestal, Deon was solely focused on his work inside of his research facility, the same one that he was at when Noland, Markus, and Nero visited. He was looking through a glass window to see his progress.

"Slipstream, progress report, please," Deon kindly requested. It was unknown how he was communicating to the mechanical Bakugan who was in outer space.

"The terraforming procedure in that region should be on optimal pace within three days," Slipstream informed him. "With all of the work that has been done, this planet should be restored to its pre-Hurranian state from over 300 years ago."

"How long will that take?"

"If nothing else interferes with the climate and wildlife population - and with the Bakugan's continuous assistance - I estimate the full restoration to take 25 years."

"Heh...not bad. I expected to be dead by the time this finished."

"That's still very possible considering you're still a Spartan."

"...Didn't need that reminder... Anyway, thanks a lot. I'm going to check with Macubass concerning our waters. Stay safe up there."

"I will. You be careful down there." With that said, contact with Slipstream was ended. Deon then went outside to see the fruits of his labor up close. He smiled for a bit, but then it turned to a frown once he saw a shadow of a certain Bakugan he didn't want to see right now.

[Damian Knight]

The Bakugan in question was the 'most hated' Bakugan of the Spartans: Helios. He looked...normal. Considering his condition from after he used the Fourth Layer, Helios was a cyborg; however, the mechanical parts on his body wasn't visible. He had a lot of surgery done to correct his appearance, and - since the treatment went so well over the past two years - bits and pieces started getting removed when he no longer needed them to function. So, for the most part, he looked like a Viper Helios, but in a humanoid stature. Perhaps this was the result of a double-edged power being used, and then the user ends up surviving it's usage and developing an even greater power...

Helios waited up in the air while that nonverbal introduction about him was being given. He slowly lowered himself to the ground and touched down gracefully. He didn't want to mess up anything going on in Deon's facility.

"Well, well, well. Consider me impressed. I honestly thought you were in over your head with this project of yours. Everything looks and feels so different...in a good way, of course," Damian expressed as he jumped off of Helios to greet Deon. "I know how unbelievable this may sound to you, but...I'm really proud of what you're doing. I mean that."

[Deon Irvine]

"You ever realize that Helios' health got better when you started being less of a dickhead and treating your girl right? I'm starting to see a connection," Deon mentioned.

"You're welcome," Helios growled.

"Of course, I'm grateful," Deon expressed. "But, I'm assuming you didn't come out here to just tell me that? This is the first time someone has actually come to me instead of forcing me to come to the Palace. Sometimes, you do it just for fun and laugh when my work is interrupted."

[Damian Knight]

"Okay. Yes, I did everything you just said, so we're just gonna get to the point before I kill someone," Damian proposed. "Two of Xavier's personal guards turned into demons and tried to off him. I killed them both, so no big deal. Well, we sent the poor bastards to get checked, and it turns out that there was residual energy coming from their dicks. It also turns out that a lot of the male AND female guards are talking about some slut sucking everyone off."

"What does this mean to you, you might ask? I think that you and I need to have a conversation with this newbie who I actually DENIED, because I have a hunch that you should've let Noland do what he was gonna do. But, before we do that, did you sleep with her?"

"It's okay if you did. We won't tell anyone or kill you immediately. Honest," Helios promised.