Keyblade War: The Goodbye of Friends and Omens of Omega

" So do you want me to help him disable the system. Fine I will give it go. I wish you luck with what you are doing. I will leave the boys in the bubble. And If I don't come back see you on the otherside I guess." Phisoxa said as she turned to go but before she did she turned towards him and blew him a kiss in front of her sons mainly because she had seen him for such a while. Phisoxa then took off in flash, flash stepping away and out of sight.

 

Dr. Traken toyed with the consumer, almost forgetting that there was a battle outside while he enjoyed the sweet moments of testing and experimenting. Dr. Traken then suddenly stopped for a second as he observed the consumer. It was a human underneath! A human that for some reason succumbed to the consumer scum! Dr. Traken felt fascination by these strange things. Dr. Traken had to know what made these things so organized! He began plugging cords and wires into the consumer with hopes that he might be able to intercept and recalculate the waves of information this consumer was getting and read it on a computer...

 

Phisoxa boarded the station with ease and used her senses to feel for human life on the ship which lead her straight to the Laboratory where she came marching in but stopped short when she spotted Traken.
" Don't worry I am not here to kill you, I am here to help you since Mixt sent me to do it."

 

"I've brought you back before. But if we don't make it you can give me the grand tour." Mixt said jokingly. "I'm sorry to leave you boys like this, but I can't afford to stay like this any longer. Please be safe" And just like that, Mixt's pod closed back up.

 

Dr. Traken didn't even turn around. He simply continued to do his research. "Ha!" he merely said "With all that going on out there, I doubt I'm the least of YOUR problems! Trust me, they're my problem too! I intend to help you with them until this is all finished! However, after that... well... Let's just say that our partnership is terminated!"

 

The information the consumer was giving included a very very very long list of thinsg they had adapted to, the locations of hubs and cores and a map of different realities they had invaded.

 

All Dr. Traken could do was gawk at the list... Although the consumers scared him, he felt like some excitement over the prospect of such an admirable foe! Dr. Traken quickly stored the information away on a small data disc. This information could prove to be very useful to their cause!

 

As soon as Traken finished uploading the data the walls of reality started cracking open as a inmeasurable amount of consumers started pouring threw. Ships of strange desgin came threw as well, all under the control of the consumer, the sheer amount of the sonsumers would overwhelm the group, even without their adapting abilities.

 

" Alright you continue with your work, I am going to go take care of the system." Phisoxa said as she went through the cupboards grabbing some rope, a few safety hooks, and some gloves before heading off to the side door that lead to one of the hallways. Before going further she stopped, she knew she couldn't do it the easy way by going to the control room since it would probably be infested with trouble, so instead she had to do it manually. So Phisoxa walked over to a metal door on the side and put the gloves on and put her hands on a large metal lever and pulled it down to unlock the door that housed a crawlspace that lead to the system core, once it opened up Phisoxa heaved herself in and began crawling through the crawl space till she reached the end but stopped so she wouldn't fall to her death since the system core was a very steep chamber with it's manual control box being housed near the core which sat suspended several feet up. Even though the heights were dizzying she began climbing with nothing but ropes and safety hooks, raising herself up little by little. Surprisingly the core seemed to be empy of trouble so she could climb without being intercepted. After climbing far up Phisoxa climbed up to the control box and opened up, revealing a control panel that seemed to be all high tech with hundreds of levers, switches, buttons, a small screen and keyboard. Phisoxa sighed, wondering where to start first. " Mixt why do you have to have such complicated stuff built."

 

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Rako fought what seemed to be an endless battle. He kept slaying one consumer after another... using a different tactic every time. But even Rako would run out eventually. Rako began to get nervous because he knew that time would be near...

Dr. Traken had basically finished. There was nothing else he could do under these conditions. He went outside of the room, leaving the consumer he tested on alive. Dr. Traken searched for Phisoxa but didn't see her anywhere "Blast! Where did she go?"

 

Phisoxa could hear Traken's bickering way echoing through the crawlspace since she had the left the crawlspace door open, she then shouted as loud as she could to get Traken's attention or at least give a hint she was in here.
" Yo, I am up here!! Be careful though !!"

 

"Huh?!" Dr. Traken exclaimed as he heard Phisoxa's voice and looked towards the source of the voice. "My, Phisoxa, what ARE you doing?"

 

" Working on the system core !!! I can't excess the control room so I have to do it manually !! What you didn't think I knew anything about technology ?!!" Phisoxa shouted as she began typing away at the keyboard on the panel, typing in codes as she went.

 

All around Phisoxa footsteps echoed around her. The sound coming from behind the walls.

 

"My, my, Phisoxa, you truly are more talented than I realized!" Dr. Traken said even though it was a lie. Dr. Traken knew everything about she and Mixt. No detail had ever left him.

 

" Well I am not just a housewife !!" Phisoxa shouted as she continued to type and pulling switches on the panel, she was nearing completion. But then she noticed all the footsteps around.
" Damn it are the consumers on the move?!!"

 

The Station Aia fired its main weapon and wiped out the Seeker ship while the Station Mixt started getting ready to fire its main weapon as well as the consumers kept coming at the group, their numbers never decreasing.

 

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Rako started to go insane with thoughts of how OUTNUMBERED they all were! He fought the consumers out of desperation now. The seekers were all gone! Rako didn't know what to do but keep stalling for time!

Dr. Traken gasped in horror as he witnessed the ship be anniliated... "Phisoxa! I think you had better hurry up!!!"

 

Phisoxa starting typing more and more, pulling levers and switches as she went till finally the screen displayed a window that simply said " disable systems yes or no? Phisoxa then pushed the yes option and the the whole terminal began to shut down. Everything began shutting down, even the lights in the the ship shut down, making it dark in the chamber.
" Well thats done, lets get the hell out." Phisoxa said as she produced a light in her palm to be able to see where she was. Phisoxa then jumped off the side and began free falling down, gliding as she did till she reached the bottom where the crawlspace was and grabbed on and pulled herself in and through it jumping in the hall. " Lets get the hell out quick."

 

"They just destroyed that seeker ship!" Dr. Traken told her "We need to get out of here! We may be next!" Dr. Traken began running for the exit to the space station. He was going to jump out into space... which would normally kill him, were he not immortal.