Okay, this'll be the last chapter of this, then I'm gonna write more stuff. Here we go.
A few hours had passed, and Dillon remained in his room, still angry about earlier. He kept a grumpy frown and had his arms folded as he lie on his bed with the blankets half over him. He heard his door open and watched as his mother stepped inside with her smiling face. "Hey, Dillon! Just checking to see if you were okay."
"I'm fine, Mom." He stated grumpily, looking away. "I'm just angry."
"Come on, you can't stay mad at your dad forever." She said, taking a seat on the bed and rubbing his hair.
"I can too." He replied, still facing away. "I can't believe he just changed his mind like that. My dad is such a coward. He isn't like he is in your stories at all."
Danika chuckled a little. "Well, I agree that Nolan's decision was rash, and he was acting paranoid. But honestly, he had a good reason for that. He's just worried about you."
"Why's he need to be worried?" Dillon asked, looking up to face her. "It's not like he didn't do this stuff when he was a kid. What, does he think he's the only one awesome enough to be an operative, and not me?"
"Sweetie…" she sighed. "There are actually a few parts I left out of those stories about your father… but I think now is a good time to talk about them. When your father became a operative, The Brain watched his every move. His plan was to slowly drag Nolan along to the Dark Side. And it wasn't just secretly training him. He killed and injured a lot of Nolan's friends and ruined his life. Fact, he was even responsible for breaking his legs… somewhat. And after he joined the Brotherhood, and I became his partner…" her smile faded to a frown from all these memories, "The Brain kept going on with it. It was just awful for me seeing what despair Nolan fell into. All just for Brain's selfish desires. Dillon, you have to understand… it was painful for Nolan to have those experiences, and it was painful for me just to watch them. He just doesn't want all those things to happen to you, too."
"But you don't think I would turn evil, do you, Mom?"
"Of course not, Dillon. You're one of the sweetest kids I know." Danika assured.
"Then I should go! Being an operative's always been my dream. You have to talk to my dad!"
"Dillon…" Danika grinned and chuckled, "I think you have to talk to him about that. You need to let him know how much this means to you. I know he'll change his mind if you do."
"I don't know…" He folded his arms and looked away in doubt.
"Hey, have a little faith." She smiled, patting the back of his head. "How about I get your DS. You can play with that until he gets home." With that, the goth woman walked out of her son's room.
Brookfield Insane Asylum
Nolan and Yuki were back in their Sandman and Coldman outfits as they stood outside the building, meeting with Joe and his dizzied officers as they came out. "What happened here?" Sandman asked.
"We were about to unfreeze Tornado when this loud guitar music started playing on the speakers." Joe said. "It was so loud, it cracked the ice and set him free completely. The men who were working the monitors said they were attacked by some grey bird before they went unconscious. I don't suppose you fellas know anything?"
"Hmm… a grey bird?" Sandman rubbed his chin in thought.
"Hey. Didn't that Hannibal Bean guy use to ride around on a grey bird? What its name… Ying-Ying?" Coldman asked.
"That bird never was found, was he? But I thought Hannibal was eaten by Ganondorf…"
"Well, whatever the case, Tornado's escaped now, and it looks like he took another inmate with him: you may remember Zant." Joe said.
"Zant? Yeah, it had to be Hannibal." Sandman figured.
"Or it could just be Ying-Ying. Unless she's working for a different master now." Coldman guessed.
"Anyway, thanks for the help, Joe. Let us know if you find anymore clues." Sandman waved good-bye as they left.
"Will do, Sandman." Joe called after them.
"So, what now?" Yuki asked after they were a safe distance away. "We goin' to look for Tornado or somethin'?"
Nolan sighed, "I can't right now. There's a few… problems going on at home."
"It's about Dillon, isn't it? Hey, how'd his first day go, anyway?"
"It went good, I guess. But I… kind of banned him from going there again."
"You did? Why?"
"Well, I couldn't stop thinking about what you said, Yuki. What if Dillon does have the same experiences? I couldn't take it if my son turned to the Dark Side."
"Well, even if that were to happen, wouldn't keeping him from going excavate his path to the Dark Side?"
"I…" Nolan thought he had a point, "I don't know."
"Well, you better do somethin'. You never know what might happen. It all starts from one little temper tantrum… you know?"
Sandman chuckled a little. "Good point."
Sandman switched on his chair's rockets and sped off while Yuki just skied away on his ice trail.
Shortly afterward, Yuki and Nolan went separate ways and Nolan was back in his regular clothing. The man had decided to pay a visit to the Quahog bookstore. Over at one of the tables, he took notice of Crystal Wickens, an old friend of his from high school who was going through her own troubles with bullies at the time, until Nolan saved her. The magic-loving woman was currently reading a book about magic as Nolan rolled over to greet her. "Hey, Crystal."
The woman looked away from her reading to face him. "Well, hello, Nolan. Fancy meeting you here. How's that son of yours doing?"
"Oh, he's been better. Listen, I gotta talk to you about something."
"If it's about all that mud in Gwen's hose, it has nothing to do with-"
"No, no, not… what?" he rose a questioning brow, then regained focus. "No, no, I need your advice. Earlier today, after Dillon got back from KND Training, I… sort of banned him from going back there. I did because I was afraid he would end up being manipulated by some… supervillain, and…and turn against me and everyone. But now I made him angry, and… now I wonder if I did the right thing. Crystal… what do you think?"
"You're asking the woman who almost gave to the Dark Side herself?" she asked, raising a brow.
"Well… I dunno. I mean, it's not like you have any kids to worry about, do you?"
Crystal laughed a little. "Well, I might not have any experience on being a parent, but I've always felt like children have a better time if their parents just… talked to them more about these matters. And considering your 'Sandman' duties, I can guess you haven't had much time to spend with him, right?"
"So… I should just talk to Dillon? Then he'll understand?"
"I don't know. But ya might work something out. Anyway," the purple-haired woman closed her book and placed it in her bag before standing up, "I have to go somewhere. Do let me know how it turns out." With that, the witch-themed woman left Nolan to himself at the table. The half-crippled man rested his head on his hand and began to think.
Doug, Gwen, and their kids were currently at home eating dinner as Gwen asked, "So, how was Arctic Training?"
"It was alright. Except…" Maddy began.
"What?" Doug asked.
"We met Dillon there. I tell ya, I have a bad feeling about him."
"Got that right." Zach agreed. "After what his father did, it's only a matter of time before he betrays all of us."
"Hey, kids, Nolan wasn't that bad." Doug replied. "He did save us all in the end, remember?"
"Still doesn't change a thing." Maddy replied smugly.
"I tell ya, all of those bender freaks are bad news." Zach stated. "I don't see whose crazy idea was it to let any of 'em in in the first place."
"Now hold just a second there." Gwen spoke up. "They may be different, but they're still people like all of us. You kids shouldn't talk about 'em that way."
"Oh, come on, Mom. YOU used to be against those freaks!"
"That was before. But me and Doug saw differently. You kids shouldn't be mean to someone just because they LOOK different, or they have weird powers. They deserve just as much respect as the rest of us. You have to be nice to them."
"Yeah. 'Cause if you don't, they'll turn totally evil and wanna take over the universe." Doug followed.
"Ugh. Doug." Gwen rolled her eyes.
"Well, whatever, Mom." Maddy stated. "All I know is, if they're gonna use their powers to make the rest of us feel like nothing, they aren't getting an inch of respect."
"Here, here!" Zach agreed.
"Oh, kids…" Gwen shook her head.
"Eh, don't worry. They'll understand eventually." Doug assured her.
The sun was beginning to set as Nolan arrived back home and entered through the front door as Danika and Midna came out to greet him. "Well, hey, look at the man of the hour!" Midna playfully greeted, floating around beside him. "How was Dillon at Arctic Training? Did he have fun?" she smiled.
"Well, I… sort of banned him from going back."
Midna's eye furrowed as she frowned, using her ponytail arm to grab a rolled up newspaper, bashing Nolan in the head with it. "Nno! Nno!"
"Augh, but I wanna make it up to him!" he yelled, pushing the paper away from him.
"He needs you to talk to him, Nolan." Danika said. "You need to make him understand. And, well… you do, too."
"That's just why I'm here." Nolan stated before beginning his roll up the stairs. "It's also because I live here."
Nolan quietly creaked open the door to Dillon's room and found his son sitting up on the bed, his fingers mashing away buttons on his Nintendo 3DS. "Hey, Son. Mind if I come in?"
Dillon shot his dad an angry glare before going back to his game.
Nolan decided to roll in and stop beside his bed. "Dillon, I know you're angry, but… I hope you can understand."
"Yeah, I know. Mom already told me that you didn't want me turning up the same way, about how you lost a lot of your friends."
"Well… yeah. I just don't think I can put you through all that. I just… don't know what I'd do if I let my own son get taken by the Dark Side."
Dillon shut his DS and stood up on his bed to face him. "But, Dad: fighting for the KND has always been my dream. Ever since Mom started telling me those stories, I've always wanted to be the greatest operative I can be. You're my hero, Dad. I know you had all those bad times, but you had even more good times, like when you saved Mr. and Mrs. Murphy. What if my friends are in trouble on missions and they need my help, but I'm not there? I need to go just to be there to help them. The Kids Next Door all look out for each other, right?"
Nolan sighed and looked down in guilt. "You're right. Son… I'm sorry." He placed a hand on his son's shoulder and looked back up. "I've been letting my own fears get in the way of your dreams. If joining the Kids Next Door is your passion, then it's not my place to take you away. I need to have a little more faith and believe you'll do fine."
"I will do fine! And I won't become the greatest operative ever by cheating. That just isn't right. I won't turn over to the Dark Side, Dad, I promise."
Nolan gave a proud smile and pulled his son in for a hug. "I know you won't, Son. And I'm sorry. And tomorrow, you're goin' back on that plane for your second day of training."
"Thanks, Dad." Dillon smiled. After a while, the two broke apart and Dillon sat back down on his bed. "Hey! Tell me about how you and your friends finally stopped the Negatar!"
"You sure you wanna hear about that one?"
"Yeah! Come on, tell it!"
"Hehe, okay, Son." Nolan chuckled as Dillon sat patiently. "Well, me and the guys were partying after our battle with Ganondorf, when suddenly…" As Nolan spoke, Danika stood outside Dillon's room and smiled at the scene.
Nighttime has come just as Hannibal, Tornado, and Zant made it to a forest, and the jester was panting heavily. "Boy. I'm glad we made it outta that."
"So, what's the occasion?" Tornado asked the tiny bean on his bird.
"The occasion: is evil." Hannibal spoke. "Those rotten Kids Next Door spoiled my plans long ago. But with Ganon defeated, ah have the perfect plan of revenge. First of all, you are gonna free the other villains out of their frozen states. Secondly, ah lost my Yin-Yang Yo-yos after that battle, and ah need to get them back if ah'm ever to bring the Kids Next Door to its knees."
"Okay, but, even though we basically have everything planned out, let's not set our plans in motion for three years." Tornado randomly suggested.
"If everything goes accordin' to plan," Hannibal smirked, "the world shall be consumed by the might of the Chaos Kin. YEEEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!" As Hannibal maniacally laughed, his Ying-Ying Bird screeched and joined in the laughter.
And so ends this short little 3-shot. So yeah, Dillon basically wants to be a hero like his father, but he vows not to be overcome by the Dark Side. Simple enough, right? Lol for some reason, Crystal always sounds British to me when she talks. Probably because her name is 'Crystal', and she wields a staff. Sound familiar? XP Anyhoo, next time I'll work on a little more of the Nextgen Series. I think it's time to introduce a rather badass villain. ;D Later!