Keyblade War: The Goodbye of Friends and Omens of Omega

Rako looked at her. "Phisoxa. You need to leave now. The others can stay if they wish, but you specifically have to go."

 

" What, why should I leave? I can't just leave them here, seriously what the hell is going on, you and raxtion are hiding something from me !!"
Phisoxa said as she grabbed him by his collar.

 

Rako gently grabbed her hands and took them off his collar. "It's not you we're hiding it from, its those who might be listening. Your just going to have to trust me, the farther you get away from here the better. It may be safe enough for you to return again, but not now!" Rako then gently eased her towards a small ship. "Now get on this and go. Trust me, it's for your benefit."

 

Phisoxa tried to struggle but stopped as he pulled her, she then turned towards the others a look of sorrow in her eyes.
" Atem, Nemo, Dante, watch out for everyone and help Nuthura out please !! I have to leave for the safety of everyone else."
Atem stepped forward a concerned look in his eye.
" Mother . . . "

 

"Seriously. Good or evil you always manage to confuse me" A familiar voice came into Mixt's mind. "If you're trying to protect your friends or your scraps of an empire, why would you back yourself in a corner like this?"
"Simple Evron, risk management. Raxtion starting acting strange after encountering the Black Phantom, and all of us were in that one room. If anything went wrong it could destroy all of us and ruin everything"
"And what do you think is going to happen back here? We live longer, sure, but you can't exactly stage a counter attack when there is no one here"
"Don't tell me you are getting lonely"
"I live to break things and there is nothing here."
"I would ask if anyone ever told you that subtlty is not your strong suit, but I know I have on several occasions"
"I don't do subtle. I go smashy smashy, and guess what? THERE IS NOTHING HERE TO SMASH"
"Great analysis of the environment. Now, what is your plan to stop armageddon and live through this?"
"Smash them before they smash us?"
"There are trillions of consumers, likely more but let us stick with that for now, and every time we kill one it gives the others the ability to avoid being killed like that. Even if you disinclude the ones killed already, can you think of a trillion unique ways to kill something?"
"Well I can hit them with a bat, that's one. Blow them up, that's two-"
"Evron, that was rhetorical. I don't think I have the lifespan to figure out if you can even count that high"
"But aren't you immortal?"
"Not exactly, but close"
"So don't you think we could figure this out?"
"Ok, you can keep thinking about that quietly, and I'll go to try and find something useful to do"
"Got it! Now we could try tazing them, that would be fun..."
And at that Mixt started heading back to the station. Phantoma was a key and while others distracted Raxtion, Mixt would look for him. There weren't too many places for Phantoma to be, especially considering it was him.

 

"You can take them with you if you wish, no danger lies for them here... or anywhere you would go." said Rako. "But you must go none the less."

 

" Alright then . . . Atem and Abel needs to come with me, Nemo you stay here with your mother and the others, I can't afford to drag Nuthura around with her in a state like this."

 

Rako directed her and the children to a small vessel. "Unfortunatly I can't join you, I have more bussiness to attend to. Just make sure you get as far away as you can from this place, understand?"

 

" I will try, but I am more worried about the sake of the others honestly . . " She said as she walked into the vessel, Atem following her as he dragged Abel along.

 

"Whats going on?" Sophie asked the group as she appeared behind the group, she acted as weak as she could but in truth she already knew what had happened.

 

Rako closed the door behind them, just before Sophie had said anything. Rako then pressed a button that dettached the ship and let it fall into space.

 

"Whats wrong" she asked Rako, she guessed he used his mimic powers to copy Raxtion's memories annd knew everything, but though to play it safe on the off chance she was wrong.

 

"Why, no, why would anything be wrong, little girl? Besides the consumers, of course." asked Rako "And just who are you anyway? Someone I should know?"

 

Phisoxa sped the ship off after they were loaded on and sped into space, not knowing where to go but somewhere far away.
Back at the ship Nuthura sat in the corner in pain, not noticing that Sophie had come in. Nemo jumped up to meet eyes with Sophie.
" Hey you are awake?!"

 

"Yes, I am awake, listen, where is Raxtion, we can't trust him" Sophie said to everyone here, she had to be careful on how she said the next part "I think he made a deal with that monster"

 

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"Isn't it interesting that you should bring him up?" said Rako, looking at Sophie directly in the eye's. "He was indeed acting strangly, and actually left in a small ship. No idea where he could be now." Rako continued to look at Sophie "I hope you'll excuse me, but I must take my leave for a moment. Why don't you tell them all of your reasoning, and I'll pick it all up later." Rako then left the room in search for Phantoma. He was the last piece that needed to be removed from the equation. And while Sophie explained her distrust for Raxtion, Rako would simply pull the rug right from under him.

 

"Ok, its just when that monster had me, I heard him and Raxtion talking, its kind of like an echo, its hard to remember, but Raxtion was going to hand Phisoxa, Mixt and that Phantoma guy over to the monster, in return Raxtion would be allowed to kill it when the time was right, at least thats what I think they said" she said nervously, she acted all afraid and scared to try and discourage suspicion.

 

Rako entered the control room where Phantoma was. "Excuse me, I'm afraid we haven't met, but I need to talk to you about something." Rako told Phantoma.

 

"Ok, sure Rako" Phantoma said unfazed. "I just finished putting a log in, I was going to ask the others if they wanted to do the same"

 

"Perphaps not." Rako said. "You mustn't be concerned with the others. Mixt is gone into some portal, and Phisoxa has taken off in a ship... And I expect you to do the same..."