The Keyblade War-Breath of the Future

Dr. Traken walked through the halls of his large home. A labratory, ktichen, practically a perfect house in every way to a scientist. Dr. Traken showed Mixt the old library where he used to study. And the room where Mixt could practice his alchemic skills with Dr. Traken. After showing Mixt everything and sharing all the memories, Dr. Traken got down to bussiness. "Well, Mixt, as you can see... it is still the same as you remember it, with minor changes here and there. I never was that big on appearences. Now, I must ask you to do what must be done. I must ask you to eliminate those fools who could have shared in immortality, but chose to exile me instead. I know you wouldn't like to do it... but you must. What say you, Mixt?"

 

"My goal is to get you full access to the flowers, not to kill a tribe of people. I will be sparing as many as I can" Mixt said noticing the way the doctor was now phrasing the mission. "But yes, I would like to get it over with before I change my mind"

 

"I can assure you they will only get in our way. However, if you insist." said the Doctor, smiling. Dr. Traken led Mixt outside, showing him the way to the city. And outside the city was the flowers. All so beautiful in their color. So vibrant in the power. Dr. Traken motioned Mixt to begin collecting them.

 

Mixt took a look arround, this seemed far too easy based on what the doctor had been saying. Mixt transmuted a basket to carry the flowers in, it had a metal frame to keep the flowers safe in any battle that was to come but was cushioned on the inside. Mixt noted to himself that he could easily use this same basket to hold a baby. Mixt started to collect the flowers in his basket. "So how many do you need to begin research?"

 

"I will leave that decision to you..." Dr. Traken stopped as he heard ruckas coming from the city "... and the locals."

The tribe of people let loose trumpets and sounds. Suddenly men all dressed in strange clothing came out. They began shouting at Mixt and giving motions for him to go away. A few men began taking the flowers out of the basket and putting them back into the ground.

Dr. Traken smiled as he watched.

Men with strange weapons then came out and began pointing them at Mixt.

 

Mixt pulled the basket away from the men and tossed it to Dr. Traken. "You can start with this, now go" Mixt then turned to the city walls and put his hands in the air to show the completely inaccurate statement that he was unarmed. "I mean you no harm but you have something of great importance that I need."

 

Dr. Traken let the basket hit his chest then fall to the ground. He didn't want to miss the show.

The natives had no idea what he was saying and began trying to ward him off in their own native tounge. A strange glow started to come from their weapons. They continued to ward off Mixt, waiting for him to go.

Dr. Traken lifted up the basket, counting the flowers. "I'm afraid this will not be enough... I got more than this when I did it alone. I figured you could do better than your own teacher."

 

"You did a grab and run. I could get more if I wasn't trying to be diplomatic nad get you a continuous supply. And I want you to leave because I don't think you're helping that at all" Mixt said this openly since he was pretty sure that no one in this group of warriors could understand him based of their responses. Mixt then knelt down in a submissive pose hoping to be arrested so that he could try and sort out this whole ordeal from the inside out.

 

"What I did was no such thing." said Dr. Traken with a smile. "However, since your enjoying yourself, I will make due with what I have." Dr. Traken began to make his leave.

The natives pointed at Dr. Traken and then one native grabbed Mixt by his shirt and began shaking him while pointing at Dr. Traken. The one native then threw Mixt to the ground. The one native then motioned others with weapons to advance on Mixt. They pointing their wierd weapons straight at Mixt's face and were preparing to fire.

 

Mixt had plenty enough speed to dodge the attack, and even if he did get hit it couldn't kill him. If they already planned to kill him scaring them more would definately be a step in the wrong direction. Right now it seemed they only did domestic imprisonments, if they had a jail at all. Mixt held up a hand to try and get them to hold thier fire, but was fully prepared to get out of they way if they didn't. Mixt then used his other hand in movements away from his mouth indicating that he would like to speak with someone.

 

The natives ignored him, immiediatly firing tiny partical lasers at him out of their weapons. They were intent on seeing Mixt dead.

 

Mixt slid to the side but to anyone who couldn't match his speed he might as well have teleported. Mixt took another moment on the ground to think about his predicament. Mixt then got to his feet with great speed, but making a point to make it slow enough that they could still follow his movements. Mixt then made a move for the town with a similar speed. If he couldn't communicate with them to know who to kill and who not to he would just have to let them kill themselves in the crossfire.

 

When they realized that he was gone they all began looking around. When they spotted him again, they began firing at him but at the same time shoting at themselves. One of the natives realized this and began shouting out to the others to stop firing. The natives then just began following Mixt, waiting for him to slow down.

 

Mixt slowed down but not enough to close the gap, just enough that they could keep up. Mixt brought them across as much of town as he could, drawing in any that would raise arms against him before finally coming to a stop in the town's center.

 

There Mixt was. In the middle of a circle of natives. Weapons all facing towards him. Looking on at him from far away were women and children, who were scared. The natives all wore either scared and angry faces. Their weapons all emited a strange glow. They got ready to fire. Then they did. All these small partical beams fired at Mixt.

 

All exactly as planned. As the shots were fired Mixt flash-stepped on to a nearby rooftop. With the target gone all the shots had to continue across the circle and hit another towns-person. Some people would be lucky and not be hit but most of the attackers should fall. And of those that lived Mixt hoped that at least a few would chose to no longer pursue him out of fear. Mixt didn't care if they were scared as long as when he was done none of the towns people were obstructing them.

 

Shrieks of terror rose from the city as men were killed, including one or two women and children who also got into the way of the blasts. The attackers who had lived from the mistake they had made began searching for Mixt again... determined to end his life. The natives began collecting the dead and starting proper burial's.

 

Since the number of attackers had been reduced Mixt knew he couldn't pull a stunt like that again. The remaining opposition would have to fall by his hand. But not here, Mixt didn't want to kill them too quickly in case he could get some to surrender. Instead Mixt revealed himself to make the survivors chase after him once more and lured them far enough away from the town that they wouldn't hit innocents or the flowers in their final moments. Mixt then summoned his key and threw it down so it was sticking out of the ground, indicating that this was a last stand.

 

The natives were incredably angry. They began chasing after him again, charging their weapons.

 

For any attacks Mixt flashsteped away to dodge it and then back into place, giving the illusion that the shots went straight through him like a ghost. Mixt held up his right hand and snapped his fingers. Instantly the nearest attacker was engulfed in fire and burned to death. Mixt then turned his hand to another attacker indicating that he would be next. If he attacked then he would kill him, if he didn't then he moved on. This continued, killing one of them at a time, until no one attacked him. However with these events Mixt feared that this would only happen when he killed all of them.