Keyblade War: The Goodbye of Friends and Omens of Omega

"I don't know, Mixt has a history of just leaving, doing what he want, usually wreaking plans then coming back an dthen doing it all over, I say we should kill him, just saying" Phantoma said to Traken.

 

Mixt's portal opened up to a station of sorts in the midst of space. Consumers ran thick here as they always did in the place Mixt visited all those years ago. This hub Mixt wanted to make sure he took down personally. Unaware of Atem behind him, Mixt glided forward to the center to meet with the old man in his library.

 

"Yes, but Mixt cares about the girl and the boy is with her as well. He would not leave them alone in harm's way." stated Dr. Traken "I would figure you would remember, Phantoma, that is how I baited him to my traps last time!"

 

"Yeah, and he almost killed you. Oh well, are we just going to stay here or are we going to do something and go take the consumer homeworld?" Phantoma asked impatiantly.

 

Atem followed at his heels in total silence hoping to not get seen because he didn't want to be turned back but instead he wanted to help his father.

 

The consumers all saw Atem and started flying right at him as the old man appeared, the surroundings slowly warped into the librarey.

 

Dr. Traken smiled "Yes, and remember Phantoma. Patience is everything... Waiting for the right moment to strike is always best than just charging in. Now, let's go."

 

"I thought we were being patient?" Phantoma asked Traken.

 

OOC: Ok Love, put down the knife. Both of them. And the shotgun. Good. Sorry I've been MIA here. Activity is still questionable honestly.

IC: Mixt stared at the old man with malice. "You have quite a bit of explaining to do. First off is what I hope is obvious. Our deal was broken. The consumers have stopped listening to me before the agreed termination. Why?"

 

OOC: Knife and shotgun ? * looks around and hides weapons* Anyways thats understandable Mixt, everything is ok.

Atem started whacking away the consumers that came towards him while still following Mixt.

 

ooc: Don't listen to her, and lock your closet, and make sure you don't go asleep alone Mixt.

BIC: "Well I think that should be obvious, our boss sees no reason to keep you or your people around and has decieded to make you join us. I told him we shouldn't go back on our word" The old man said as he raised a hand and the consumers stopped attacking Atem "I am only a hub and I have no reason to disobey the core"

 

OOC: Love, I told you to take the AK-47 instead! And what do you do?! YOU TAKE THE SHOTGUN! Seriously, you just don't know what's best do you...

Dr. Traken gave him an annoyed look "My god, what's with you all of the sudden? I've made up my mind, why don't you make up yours?!"

 

OOC: Oops, phantom post. I really have to look out for those, I do it a lot.

IC: Mixt sighed and tried to calm himself, he couldn't be too aggressive here. Despite any motions of peace the hub had the upper hand here and they all knew it. "Seems more like a proper network than a true hivemind. Anyway, you seem to be fairly honorable. Can you tell me why you and your brothers are pushing for war? You all my be on the verge of invincible but you are not immortal, sooner or later the consumers will die and if you get rid of humans as well you won't be able to make more. You may rise to power but if you win this war you will destroy yourselves."

 

"You are a misconception as to why we do what we do, haven't you seen our brother and heard what he has said?" the hub asked Mixt "We can't disobey any order he gives and he has given an order" the hub said to Mixt.

"Oh, whats wrong with me? It could be that I am bound to you. You know, just saying, if your unhappy with it, to bad. I have earned the right to be snarky" Phantoma said to Traken.

 

"My god man! I realize that you are bound to me, but I just didn't realize that I had left such a loop hole in the mind control that you would still be able to get some emotion out!" said Dr. Traken realizing the error of his mistake. "Well, regardless, lets get underway, unless that's too much for you, drama queen!"

 

"Oh no, what problem could I have, just let me go over to this console and press some buttons, its hard. I mean you can't even do it your self, even if the station is under your complete and utter control, I mean you could just think 'I want to take the station here' and bam, there we go. But you never thought of that, just proves I am still smarter then you" Phantoma said sarcastically, he didn't bother moving from his position.

 

"I didn't ask you to disobey. Unless you were told to not explain the actions you are undertaking. I just want to know why. If you have good reasoning I could easily be your ally again."

 

"Its simple, he seeks to end all lonliness" the hub said to Mixt "Every person who is killed by the consumers becomes a consumer and once a consumer everything you are is sent to the nearest hub, once at the hub the hub sends it all to the core while your body becomes a vessel to protect the core, and we hubds help coordinate. If the universe we are in lacks a core we hubs are free to do as we wish"

 

"Damn it Robbie. This is you isn't it?" Mixt shouted out at the pitch black heavens, hoping that his guess was right and that Robbie could hear him.

 

"Not anymore, its difficult to explain" the hub said "When the black phantom was created it also created a white phantom. eventually the black phantom and Robbie just came back into one, but have you ever wondered what happened to the White Phantom, last it was seen was being pulled into the corridors of time not knowing where or when it would come out, if it ever would. Slowly while locked within the corridors it slowly regressed into the personality of a child till it eventually emerged and was attacked by darkness and left broken and alone "