KH-Vids Royale

*twitchtwitchtwitchtwitch*.



Omg. It's finally going to draw to a close today. Can't wait.. but I'm also sad it's finished. :/

 

Wow, the end. I must i'm really looking forward to it.

I hope it carries on into a sequel. ^_^ Just not to end up in the same fate as the movie sequel. :p

 

KH-Vids Royale: The Final Chapters

It's been a long time, hasn't it? Way back, was it August? that I started on KH-Vids Royale I never would have dreamed that it would have over 2,000 replies in a mere week. Well, it's finally completed. I am proud to present to you the story of love and betrayal, of hope and sadness, the epic fan-fiction not based on anything, but on a special group of people themselves. Here is KH-Vids Royale.

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44

Wood splintered over Kairi’s head as she ducked. Boris moved with profound grace, slicing at her with his large stick. The end was still sharp; no matter how many times Boris stabbed stone or dirt.
“You’re not getting away!” he said, lunging at her. She moved down and whacked him across the head with her drumstick. His eyes tilted back momentarily before he resumed his chase. Kairi ran forward before tripping on a stone. She turned to see Boris staring over her.
“This is like a perfect horror movie scene,” he began, tilting his head. “The poor mistress runs for her dear life before tripping on some random object and falling to the ground. Then the evil villain who no one likes proceeds to kill her.” Boris lifted the massive stick above his head. “I guess this is the part where I kill you.”
The dirt exploded around the pair and shots echoed throughout the small alcove.
“What the ****?”
Boris darted to the left. Kairi took her chance and ran to his right. Someone was shooting from the trees, and whoever they were they had the intent to kill.
“Who is that?!?” screamed Boris. He ran low to the ground, using agile leaps to get round trees. The hail of bullets continued and finally stopped. Kairi looked to Boris and he looked back. Then she looked at Sara, strapped to a log 50 yards away. Her gaze went back to Boris.
Out from the trees stepped Misty. She was reloading a weapon (Kairi noted that this was a simple pistol) while staring at Boris.
Kairi looked at the ground around her. There was the stone she had recently tripped on, some random sticks, lots of mud and puddles, and an Uzi.
Uzi.
She ran for the weapon, and Boris followed suit. Luckily for her, the weapon was not 10 yards away, and she picked it up with ease. Turning to her left she pointed it straight at Boris.
“Don’t move!” she commanded, her voice nervous and unsteady. She strived for the appearance of a daring cop but ended up with nervous schoolgirl. Misty ran up to Boris and also pointed her gun at him.
“Don’t move!” she said, dittoing Kairi. Boris stood in-between the two. They had him in a pincer. Kairi was on the right and Misty was on the left - with poor old Boris stuck in the middle.
“Who have you killed?” asked Misty.
“Quite a few,” laughed Boris, calm in this unnerving situation. Although surrounded by angry girls with guns, he answered her question as if it was casual conversation. “Mish was my first, and quite a good kill too. If only I could have had some of that body before she went down.” Boris licked his lips and smiled. “After that I went with a bit of Sora, Ris was another. Of course I’m just generalizing here. They may not have been the only ones I killed.”
The two kept up their weapons, their gazes never faltering, and the rain continued to pour down. The interrogation continued.
“Boris…” gasped Kairi. “What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Well, that’s not a very nice question, is it?” asked Boris. He was grinning, his eyes twitching back and forth. The girls were unsettled by his incautious approach.
“Why is Sara tied up?” shouted Misty. All eyes turned toward Sara, still tied to the log and still drenched in rain. She was looking at them with terror in her eyes.
“Oh, that,” said Boris. “I thought I’d spice up the game a little… you know, kidnap a member, torture her… the whole get-up-and-go. I’m sure you know what I’m talking about.”
Misty said slowly, “Who… did you kidnap her from?” Boris burst into laughter at this.
“Oh, I kidnapped her from her boyfriend, of course! You should have seen the look on his face! He was sort of like ‘Oh, ****, she’s being taken’ and ‘Oh, damn, I can’t do anything ‘cause I’m too stupid to fight Boris.’ It was hilarious!” Boris cackled, his stick - still sharp on both ends - swinging to and fro.
Misty held the pistol at Boris. Kairi held the Uzi at Boris. He was surrounded, with nowhere to run. Kairi decided to let him know this.
“You’re surrounded, Boris,” she said. “You can’t get out of this.”
“That’s where you’re wrong,” said Boris, smiling and raising his eyebrows. He relaxed his body and let the stick hang loose. “See, you’re two girls holding guns that you have no clue how to use. You also have no clue how to pull the trigger and how much the gun is going to recoil when you pull it. You have no clue if the gun will shoot up or down when you fire it. I, on the other hand, know all of these things, because I’m smarter than everyone left on this island. I may sound like a despicable, vile villain, but I am surely correct. And you, my friends, will surely die.”
Boris chucked the stick at Kairi’s stomach. It flew through the air like a giant spear before slamming into her gut. Blood spurt from the opening and the stick went right through her body. It lodged about halfway in, blood dribbling down her back and front. Red liquid poured from her open mouth. She was completely stunned.
“I also have the element of surprise,” said Boris. With one final smile he grabbed the stick out of Kairi’s body and shoved it through her head. Her skull collapsed inward and the stick completely annihilated her brains. She was killed instantly.
Boris turned on Misty and said, “Your turn.” He picked up the stick and lunged his body at her. She pulled the trigger but he ducked and the bullet blew off Kairi’s arm. Her body still swung from the end of the stick, to the left and to the right, in violent motions - generally, it went all over the place. Blood flew from her body as it moved, and no matter how much Boris moved her body still managed to hang from the end of the wooden pole.
Boris stabbed at Misty with the other end of the stick. It went right through her neck and she dropped her gun. Boris held her up in front of him.
“That is how weak you are,” he said spitefully. She coughed up crimson and gurgled as she tried to speak, but nothing came out. “Are you to afraid to speak?” he smiled.
He grabbed the Uzi from Kairi’s hand and put it to Misty’s forehead, between the eyes.
“I could let you die painfully, with a massive stick lodged through your neck, or I could kill you now. Since I’m a merciful man, I’ll do away with you.”
Boris pulled the trigger of the Uzi and Misty’s head exploded from the sheer force of the bullets. The eerie typewriter rattling sound fell over the island again. Misty was dead. Kairi was dead. They had the chance to kill Boris but failed.
Boris had yet another victory under his belt. He turned to see Sara, shivering in the cold, her eyes wide with fright.
“You’re next,” he grinned.

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Sara watched in shock as Boris held up the stick. The two girls - Misty and Kairi - were hanging from both ends of the stick. Blood dripped down their bodies and off the red shoes.
“Wow, this is like a big weight,” said Boris, moving it up and down as if he was lifting a real weight bar. “Misty is the 100 pound bell and Kairi is the 400!” He laughed at his cruel joke.
“You’re horrible,” screamed Sara. She stared at him and he looked back. He dropped the girls and the stick and ran right up to Sara and looked her in the face.
“What did you say to me?” he said through gritted teeth.
“You’re. Horrible.”
“You’ll pay for that, *****.”
“Will I, Boris? And what will you do?”
You see, Sara was standing up to Boris for only one reason. As the fight had progressed, from Misty firing from the trees to Boris killing them both, Sara had been using a sharp rock to untie the ropes binding her to the log. Now, in plain view, Boris was in front of her. All she had to do was swing her arm and hit him in the back of the head. And hopefully he’d be dead.
‘I’ll talk to him for a bit,’ she thought. ‘It’s risky, but I want to know more about him.’
“Why did you rape me?” she asked.
“Oh, that’s quite simple,” began Boris. “You see, what would my victory be worth if I couldn’t go back home and tell my friends about my rapage of a damsel in distress? Now I can tell them that I killed some hot *** and, well… got some hot ***. I may sound like an evil man here, but it’s the way I work. Kill, eat, sex, kill… you could say it’s my own little strategy for winning this game.”
“Funny,” said Sara. “I’m sure you got a real kick out of killing all those people.”
“Oh, you should experience it!” he said. “To kill is just fabulous! The rush and the feeling you get when you blow someone’s head off! Like when I just killed Misty. I loved the taste if the blood that flew on my face. In fact, if it wasn’t time for me to kill you I’d be drinking from her face right now.”
“Do you realize how utterly disgusting that is?” asked Sara.
“I am a disgusting person,” said Boris.
“At least we both agree on something,” said Sara.
“I’m sure we both agree on lots of things!” said Boris.
“Like what?” asked Sara, curious.
“Oh, that I was a great admin. Roxas told me that you always admired me.”
‘Roxas,’ thought Sara. ‘He’s dead now.’
“We agree on that for sure; I do think I’m a great admin. And we also agree that Deathspank is crazy for putting us in this game. The only difference is that you hate him for it and I thank him.”
“Deathspank was always stupid,” said Sara. “I would never have seen something like this coming, but I guarantee you he’s the type of person to pull something like this off.”
“See, that’s three things we agree on!” laughed Boris.
“And it ends there,” said Sara.
“Well,” sighed Boris. “I guess it’s about time I kill you. How do you want to go? I can either kill you slowly by gouging out your eyes with my fingernails or shooting you in the stomach, or I could make it quick by sticking nails up your nostrils and cutting off your legs.”
“None of those are very quick,” said Sara, rather bluntly.
“Exactly!” laughed Boris. “Anyway, time to die!”
Boris pulled out a pistol and clicked it on, ready to shoot.
“Boris,” started Sara, “I’d just like to say one thing before I die.”
“And what would that be, my princess?”
The rain pattered on the grass and mud. Lightning flashed in the distance. It was pitch black, the time nearing 6 P.M. Sara sat against a wet log, her hands behind her back. Boris was crouched in front of her, holding a pistol at point blank.
Sara smiled, and said her final words to Boris:
“Dude, you are one mentally ******ed ****ed up person. And I hate you.”
Her arm moved like a cannon and the sharp stone in her hand found direct contact with Boris’s head. The stone hit his left temple, and the bone immediately cracked. His left eye flew from its socket and a slimy trail of brain followed. The bone splintered into his brain, stabbing him and destroying his brain cells.
Boris felt only a second of pain before he was killed, a very unfitting end for such a horrible person. His body slumped forward and the gun dropped from his limp hand. Sara got up on her feet for the first time in ages. She stretched her legs and watched as Boris’s body splashed into the slushy mud. His head sloshed to the right in a very crooked manner and his eyes went into the back of his head.
Sara pulled her hair back with her hand. Her fringe had grown rather unruly as the days had gone on. And she smelt like mud and crap.
“Wow…” she breathed. She took another look at Boris’s dead body. Everything had happened so fast. Then again - it was better that way. There weren’t any risks for her. And she had had the chance to delve into the mind of a psychopath before she had killed him.
“Sara!”
She looked up to see Arc bound through the underbrush.
“Arc!” she said.
The two ran up to each other and embraced. They held each other as the rain poured. There were no threats, and the 6 o’clock announcement was about to begin. They didn’t know they were the only two left, but it didn’t matter to them. They were together.

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“Sara, I thought you were dead for sure!”
The rain poured through the tops of the trees. Thunder echoed in the distance. Hundreds of stars were out, unable to be seen through the vicious storm. Arc held Sara in his arms. Tears fell from his eyes, landing in a puddle made from someone’s footprint.
“Sara… I thought I’d lost you. I thought Boris had you.”
“He’s dead. I killed him, Arc.”
The two spoke hurriedly, rushing their words in angst and fear, as if there was anything for them to be worried about.
“I’m so glad I’ve found you,” said Arc. Sara’s head was on his shoulder, and she was sobbing as he held her.
“Arc, I was worried I’d never see you again,” cried Sara. “I was worried that you’d been killed. I was… worried that I’d be killed.”
Arc looked deep into Sara’s eyes.
“I’ve found you,” he said. “I have finally found you. There’s nothing for you to worry about.” After saying this, Arc looked around. He looked at Boris’s dead body; at the girls lying dead on the floor. Their bodies were soaked in mud.
Arc bent down and snatched the gun from Boris’s hand.
“Just in case,” said Arc.
“Arc, what do we do?” asked Sara. She was still crying, and she buried her head into his chest. He held her close again.
“I don’t know,” said Arc. “We wait, I guess.” Sara’s sobs didn’t settle.
“Arc… what happened to you?”
“I searched for you until I found you,” said Arc. “I needed to find you, and I have. If only to see you one last time, to hold you… that’s what I wanted. And if I die now, I’ll die with you in my arms, knowing that I have seen you once more.”
“Me too,” said Sara half-heartedly, somewhere amiss a smile. “Arc, you risked your life for me. You ran to me while Boris was fighting Sora. You even fought for me after he had killed Ris. Why?”
Arc looked at the ground. He shifted the gun in his hand and tried not to look at Sara.
“I love you,” he said.
The sound of thunder was soft. The rain had lessened to a small clip. It pattered on the leaves, the mud, the bodies of the dead, the buildings of Mackinac Island, the Fort, and Arc and Sara. Sara looked into Arc’s eyes and said softly, slowly:
“I love you too.”
Their hug was everlasting, interrupted only by a short beep. A weary, tired voice, identifiable only as Deathspank, said slowly the names of those who had died, the danger zones, and finally it sounded off with a small bye. The 6 PM announcement had ended.
“No,” said Sara. She fell back from Arc.
“No,” she repeated, this time louder.
“…” Arc was speechless. He looked to the night sky and back down at Sara.
“We’re… the only two left,” said Sara, confirming the impending nightmare. “There’s… no one else but us left alive on the whole island.”
“You’re right,” said Arc.
“Come here,” Sara said with her arms open. Arc hugged her once again as tears slipped from both of their eyes. The rain had completely stopped. Birds began to sing in the trees and bright moonlight illuminated the small cove.
“Sara…” gasped Arc. “There can only be one winner.”
Arc stepped back from Sara.
“I know,” agreed Sara. “I guess we’re going to die together.”
“Die together…” repeated Arc. “Or…”
“Or what?” Sara shouted quickly.
“Sara,” said Arc. “Only one of us can live. You know this. It’s the first thing we were told about this game.”
“Today’s forum thread - you will all kill each other till one is remaining.”
“That’s what Deathspank had told us…”
“Arc, what are you saying?!?”
“Sara…” Arc tilted the gun and looked at its side.
“Arc!” cried Sara.
“Only one of us can live,” said Arc again. “What would be the point in us both dying when one could continue to survive?”
“Arc, don’t!” screamed Sara.
“I have to do it!” said Arc. “I have to do it… for you. So that you can continue to live and have a future!” His face was covered with his own tears. They had completely washed away the rain left on his face. “Sara, I want you to carry on! I want you to live and love another person. I’ll never see you again, but I want you to be happy!”
“How am I supposed to be happy if you’re not with me?!?” screamed Sara. “You say it like I’ll be fine! How could you?!?”
Sara charged at Arc. She grabbed for the gun but Arc swiftly moved around her.
“If one of us has to die…” Arc began, “Then it’ll be me.”
Her eyes were blurry with tears. Arc looked at her with sadness in his eyes, an almost longing to stay with her. But she knew now that he couldn’t. He wouldn’t let her die, even if she tried to persuade him. It was time for her to give up all hope.
Arc fell to his knees, the mud swallowing them instantly. Rain picked up again, getting heavier and heavier as Sara walked over to Arc. Heaviness set in her heart as she bent down in front of him. She grabbed him by the shoulders and kissed him.
“I love you, Arc.”
“I love you too, Sara. I always will.”
Arc raised the gun to his chin. Sara stared into his eyes as he looked at her through his. Tears were pouring from his eyes but he made no sobbing noises or motions.
“Goodbye.”
Sara closed her eyes and heard the gunshot. She heard something splash into the mud. As she opened her eyes she saw Arc falling back, his eyes showing no emotion. The gun was lying on its side under his body. He fell back and splashed into the mud. The rain picked up its pace and splattered onto his dead body. Puddles of dirty, muddy water turned red in the moonlight.
Sara fell to her knees and broke down in sobs. She bent over Arc’s body and held his hand. The tears came and didn’t stop. Arc’s eyes were fixed skyward. His face showed no emotion.
“Arc!” screamed Sara. “ARC!”
A river of light poured from the trees. Soldiers with helmets in black gear stormed in on the scene. Flashlights were strapped to their large automatic machine guns. One grabbed Sara by the arm and pulled her away from Arc.
“ARC!” she screamed. She grasped for him as she was pulled through the mud. His lifeless eyes didn’t follow her as she was pulled away. The bodies of soldiers crowded around his body, and he was hidden from view.
“NO!” screamed Sara. She dug her nails into the arm of the soldier pulling her away. He flinched and let go of her arm. Sara got up and ran for Arc.
“Stop her!” said the soldier. The ones surrounding Arc turned around and stopped her. She writhed and contorted to get away from them but they held on.
“I hate you all!” shouted Sara, crying and screaming.
“Let me go!” The soldiers held on tight.
“Calm her,” said the soldier she had ripped free from.
A massive, black club swung through the air and slammed into the back of Sara’s head. She was knocked unconscious immediately, and all thought was lost.
“Good job, men,” said a voice from the trees. Out stepped Deathspank, donning a yellow umbrella to keep off the now torrential rain. Unlike his, Sara’s hair was stuck together and matted, as were the soldiers’. Deathspank didn’t have a drop of rain on him.
“Move her to the school. Deactivate her collar first.”
He walked up to Boris’s body and kicked it.
“Too bad he’s dead.” He looked at the dead bodies of Misty and Kairi.
“Looks like he got these two pretty badly.” His final stop was at the body of Arc.
“Such a pity,” he said, looking down. “You could have killed Sara and won the game. Too bad you love her.” He bent down and closed Arc’s eyelids with his thumb and finger.
“Good job, buddy,” he said. Deathspank immediately stood up and turned to the soldiers.
“Get the dead bodies. Burn them. Then take this girl to the school. Keep her locked up. We leave the island at dawn.”
No more gunshots were fired on Mackinac Island. For once, peace and quiet roamed free. The dead bodies of those who had participated were collected and burned. Weapons were destroyed in a machine. The blood was cleaned off of the buildings and stone.
Twenty-nine members of a small community message board had been killed over the past 72 hours. Whether it was by gun, suicide, or a well placed trap, they all died mad. They were mad for one reason - the government - for the government had twisted their minds into thinking that playing game was their only chance. Some had fought back; some had tried different methodsother than killing, but most of the forum members had gone crazy by the time they walked out of the school building.
Only one of those members had made it out alive. Only one girl, by the name of Sara, had survived the ruthless game. Deathspank stood in the rain, swinging the gun Arc had used to kill himself and looking at the bodies of the dead around him being burned in a massive bonfire, their stench filling his nostrils. Only then, as he looked at the bloodstained gun in his hand, did Deathspank finally burst into tears.

1 student remaining - Game Over - Report from Mackinac Island, Unit Leader Deathspank, Confirmed by KH-Vids Royale Headquarters Tracking System

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I hope you have enjoyed KH-Vids Royale. As I was writing these chapters I felt a great sadness, because I knew that it was mostly over.

But I can tell you that this is not the end. A sequel? No, at least probably not. But I'm going to re-edited KH-Vids Royale completely, with more blood, gore, swear words, and action - the way I had originally intended it to be.

The ending you have read is not the ending I planned. In fact, I have written an Epilogue for KH-Vids Royale. It was the first thing I wrote for KH-Vids Royale. You may see this Epilogue, as well as a few added chapters (especially one at the end) in what I will call KH-Vids Royale: Final Mix. This will be, like I said; more blood, gore, and violence, but with added chapters, an added chapter on the very end, and an epilogue after that.

Thanks for reading KH-Vids Royale. When I am done with Final Mix it will undoubtedly find its way into your hands. It will probably be posted on fanfiction.net or some other site for fanfiction.

Thanks for reading. Thanks for being on the edge of your seat. Thanks for crying while you read (...), and appreciating the death's of members. My only wish is that those in the story who have not read it will.

And as a whole, this is the end of KH-Vids Royale.

 

omg, it ended exactly how i knew it would but didn't want it to T-T

new fav. chapter......#44, you are da' man roxas

 

I cried through the entire part of Sora and Arc... Such a sad story. But I want to condem you for writing this beautiful story, and keeping me interested for *counts*... A long time. Those were three wonderful chapters.

But, to add this:

YES! I got my head blown off! Wait 'till I tell Element! :DDD

Also, Roxas, I have the entire thing saved, and I fixed a few errors. So, if you want it. ^.^

 

LOL, maybe... the thing is I'm also revising, so it might not be what I'm looking for (plus I've already done some edits which may not be in your version, as well as some revisions).

I'm glad you could all enjoy KHVR. There may be a chance of a sequel. Maybe. There doesn't seem to be much interest in it anymore, y'know? And the manga is moving painfully slow - I'll want that awesome piece of work to get done.

I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm sure you're not the only one. I hope you liked your death, it was epic. It was the first time I had written anything like that. Same with most of the book. This has been more of a journey for me than I could have ever imagined. From the beginning to the end, I enjoyed writing it.

I feel like posting the Epilogue, but it would be pointless, one more chapter must be written before I do so.

 

*Refrains from clawing at the computer screen screaming "Give me the epilouge*

...

... I mean, I could totally wait. Take your time.*

*But not really.

jk. xD

 

AH!!!!! stabbed in the head?!?!? NUU!!! That's where all my smorts are living!!! *cries*

 

Epic......


You sir could write movies, plays, shows.......You are a winnar

 

God damn.


I am the ****.

 

Awwwww... it's over.

I kinda wanted to be acknowledged in the final chapters.. but not like that.. xDDD Just.. eww.

And I can't believe Misty and Kairi died so easily. Sheesh.

And then when I read about Boris' death I was like "EWWWWWWWW, BRAINS." Grossgrossgross.

And of course, being the sap that I forever will be, I cried through the whole Sara and Arc thing.

Then woah, woah, woah.. Deathspank cried?!?!? Wow. Yeah, that was a shock.

 

Note:
Deathspank doesn't cry in real life.
Ever.

 

I'm glad I changed my name. That way, people won't know who Kairi really is...

>_>
<_<
O_o

 

thats exactly what i too thought..........until i read the last sentence xDDD

yea whatever, wanna tissue crybaby xDDD
please dont ban me :3

and final chapters!?!!?
now i have to wait for those too T-T

 

That's what you said once when I kicked you in the shin at school, right? And you started crying?

Lies.


Anyway...I love it Roxas. But we all knew Sara would win. >.>

 

*throws citric acid in your eyes.*

O_O uh... you're crying...



BTW, is the epilogue coming sooner than we think?

 

Maybe. Don't hold your breath.

Deathspank, did you read any other chapters or just these few?

 

Wow that was really emotional. But it was probably backed up by all the things that have gone on in my life today. Lets just say it hasn't been the best day for me.

But those were some great last chapters. I sure do hope for a sequel, but of course there is the re-edit and you do have a life. :p

 

*sniffles* I'd rather have died than faced that... :(

 

Its exactly what I would do for her to live....nice work Roxas.