A massive portal of darkness opened in the Keyblade Graveyard. Keyblades disappeared and in their place stood Xenree, Lucretia, Renee, and Vantias. They all snarled at eachother. Xenree looked as if someone had cut apart her clothes and dragged a knife along her cheek. Blood ran in rivlets down her cheek and dripped onto her coat. "First it was the constant Light! Now the time warp?! Where are we now!?" Renee dropped to one knee. Sweat ran off her forehead like someone had dropped water on her and slapped her repeatedly. Vanitas wasn't much better. A series of cuts decorated his body and what looked like a fist full of hair had been torn out of his head. Renee opened her hand and let the black hair fall to the dirt and watched Vanitas tremble with hate. Lucretia, however looked unharmed. Her red eyes were glazed but feet were bare, missing her sandals from before. A thick patch was wrapped around her right eye. "What was once taken is now returned. I think we're back to the right time. Renee, your time powers are developing quite well. It's n....ew...." she collapsed and Xenree jerked slightly as if to catch her.
Ash chuckled lightly as the man's Keyblade didn't move. "Risky...but hey, I'm not one to say no to a fight." Ash pushed the Keyblade pressing to his neck away from him and a tendril of darkness slithered down his arm and formed into a sharp looking Keyblade. "Ready, Sharpflash?" A slightly annoyed voice echoed in his head, As I'll ever be, Master. Number two hundred and.... "Fifty-four." he said proudly and a snort came from his keyblade, echoed in his head. A smile split Ash's face as he hit the man's chest with the heel of his hand, forcing him backwards with a small aero spell combined into the hit. Ash flipped his keyblade in reverse and blocked the predictable downward strike from his opponent. "Hmm, I wonder what the King will be serving for dinner...." he wondered casually. Martel sent the children running home and patted Adrien's cheek, "Don't worry Adrien. I'll go with you to speak to the Twilight King himself. He's bound to listen to reason." she laughed and it reminded Adrien of the cheery song of the birds Martel let fly freely around her castle. Shaking his head, Adrien cleared it of the strange thoughts of Martel and combed a hand through his hair, "Lady Martel, that's not necessary. I'm sure the Haven denizens would move.....no, no you're right, they'd probably try to kill me."
Distracted, Xenree turned toward Marushi, "What...?" Her focus lost, she barely had time to register that Dark Void was returning. Too close to catch, she turned aside.....too slow. Dark Void's edge cut into her shoulder and clattered to the ground behind her. Dark blood stained her clothes and she gripped her shoulder to stop the bleeding. It was too late. The heartless caught the scent of fresh blood and backed her into a corner. If she took her hand off her wound, she'd bleed to death, and yet not summoning Dark Void back to her hand would leave her defenseless. Faced with a choice. Xenree growled and lifted her bleeding arm to the sky and let her black trench coat fall to the ground. Her normal clothes were plain black pants and a backless shirt. The wound was clear and nasty. "Darkness!" she cried and darkness covered her, settling on her back and morphing into a pair of black angelic wings. By now, she was pale and panting with exertion. Her new wings folded over her body and opened quickly, releasing a powerful Aeroaga spell that knocked back the heartless, stunning them.
Xenree felt a sense of odd familarity from this mansion. Reaching a hand out to touch the broken table in the middle of the room, a Nobody dashed in front of her and Xenree felt annoyance well up inside her. "Hmph, out of my way." Cutting it in half, she finally noticed everyone else and the Heartless and other Nobodies. "Odd...usually I don't miss these things." Throwing Dark Void in a Strike Raid, she ducked under a Nobody's swipe and wrapped her fingers around it's slim middle. Xenree tossed the Nobody into a group of Heartless, "Fetch!"
Alrighty then!
ooc: Nice start everyone. <3 bic: Twilight covered most of Haven most of the time during the day and when night fell....it was pitch dark. Most of this was due to the looming black castle that blocked the sun with it's height. The Twilight Castle. A place that frightened small children from it's horrifying stories and gave young men the courage to take Neo's gift and hold it proudly. A dark palace that held the only King to rule Haven. King Neo, the man who'd created Haven, sat slumped into his throne chair. Though he gave the people what they needed, there were many visitors with comments, complaints and questions. He'd promised his mother he'd answer everything his subjects needed to know and yet he tired of their pestering. Not to mention the ever present threat from Lumini. Jet black hair fell into his ever vibrant gray eyes as he stared down at the woman dressed in a green velvet dress. He could clearly see that she'd dressed her best to see him, but everyone did. Despite his young appearance, he held the wisdom that was far beyond his age. Letting out a long, drawn out sigh, Neo lifted his hand to motion for her to stand. "Yes, Lady Kesler?" She stood, scrambling forward a few steps before Keyblade warriors dressed in a thin layer of dull armor blocked her path to their King. "Oh, please my Lord, you wouldn't be so unkind. My family....the forest entrance is blocked from citizens. There's an herb in that forest my son needs! My King, please!" Neo frowned, his brow furrowing in confusion. "Blocked....I don't remember ordering that. I'll look into it Lady Kesler, you have my word." Another sigh escaped his lips as she left and he was alone in the empty castle again. It was often that the King was left alone. Being King of a city devoted to Darkness was tiring. Ash Novella, the only Keyblade warrior to have grown up with the King of Haven. Some would call him lucky....others, cursed. Neo asked his opinion and called on him for favours almost every day. there was no room for a relationship within his free time. Listening to the crunch of gravel under his feet, Ash sighed, just as tired as his King. Swaying on his feet, Ash knocked into another citizen. Before his eyes could open, a Keyblade covered in darkness touched his collarbone. "You wanna do that again, boy?" Ash smiled and lifted his head from the ground, letting his nearly black eyes focus on the man standing before him with a hostile expression pasted on his face, "Perhaps you'd like to remove the blade from my neck before I remove your hand." The man paled as he slowly realized he'd picked a fight with the King's favorite. "Uh....A-Ash Novella!? What a surprise! But I'm going to need an apology. Or else you'd like me to put in a word with the King." Ash felt a twinge of anger in his heart. "You threatening me boy?" People stopped and watched as Ash glared at the man with a Keyblade resting on Ash's collar. Alice walked with Adrien, smiling as he commented on the peaceful city. Lumini wasn't much, but it was enough for the few citizens who had followed Martel out of Haven all those years ago. They stopped and watched Martel playing with children and putting flowers in their hair. Adrien sighed, listening to the constant voice in his head, And yet you've never even spoken to Martel have you? Don't be a coward, go speak to her. Adrien frowned and thought back to his Keyblade, You and speaking to Martel. What is it with you. Nightmare, c'mon, we both know I'm never going to speak to her. Alice nudged him and started to pull on his arm, dragging him toward the beautiful Queen of Light. "Lady Martel!" Martel's mossy green eyes flicked up from the children and a smile spread across her lips, "Alice, Adrien....it's nice to see you again. Adrien, how is your grandmother doing? I heard she was sick...." her lovely smile faded and Adrien felt a cold wind slide across the back of his neck as the children's faces dropped with Martel's, "Oh...uh, she's doing....ah, I can't lie to you Martel. I haven't seen her personally in a few days, but mum says she's gotten worse. I need to find a way around Neo's...uh..." he stopped talking the second he heard himself say the Twilight King's name out loud. "Sorry..." Martel patted a small boy's head, "It's quite alright Adrien. I understand not everyone believes the Twilight King is as bad as the stories say. As a thick forest separates us from seeing most of Haven, except what reaches the skys." She lifted her head to the sky and stared at the top of the Twilight Castle that touched the Heavens and Adrien shifted nervously, "The Twilight King's men block the entrance to the section of the forest where the only medicinal herb grows for my grandmother's illness." Alice gently touched his shoulder in sympathy and Martel nodded. Xenree Xenree stood guard with several other Keyblade weilders in the forest. Neo might not have ordered it off limits, but she knew what grew in that forest. Several trees here grew a fruit that, although glowed in the dark, also had the capabilities to enhance magic capacity. Xenree's eyes glittered as she thought of a large ability to cast more powerful spells. How many more years will it take for my plan to give me what I want. This fruit is the beginning, I know it.
We shall start at the end of today. I'll edit this with an actual response sometime after school. But today we will start. If you guys want to post with a little bit of who your characters are and such you can.
Yeah, that's how I feel. I like the original story and yet if I insist to keep it, the others will freak out like last time.
Luce ignored Scott's words at first, mulling themover as she pulled the trigger again, aiming at her second bottle. At his asking if she was shy, she jerked her hand up and the bullet hit the wall above the bottle. Damn....I suppose there are some things I still need to drill into his head. Still holding the revolver, she flung open her door, letting Scott view the almight grand scheme of grays and black that comprised the color scheme of her room. "Listen, buddy, I'm not shy. I just don't like other girls. Men, I can handle. A well aimed shot to somewhere personal and I'm off their radar for a few hours. Girls....always want to tell their secrets to you. They want heart to heart and live off of your secrets and private things. Pretty soon they're borrowing your clothes, taking your nail polish, and using your shampoo. I. Don't. Share. Got it?" Luce did consider herself being unusually harsh about it, but she hadn't been expecting new people when they got home. Her nerves were still shot from flipping out in the cave. Sighing, Luce pulled her hair out of her tight ponytail and touched her head to the door. Icy blue eyes sparkled from under a curtain of silver hair. "Lenny told you to fetch me. I heard him. There's something wrong with Adam too. If I were him, I'd learn her name quick. People from the streets don't like their names messed up."
lol Yup, except now I've got to figure out how I'm supposed to continue an rp with them with a story that's been modified in the middle of the...
