The Keyblade War: It must be signed in Steel, and writ in Royal Blood

OOC: well hope you get better Riku see ya.

Crystal:" Woah good job Phisoxa you cracked her armor and uh... sorry about kinda ruining your armor, wait shes dying what do we do?"

 

Phisoxa stopped hitting her, she was exhausted from the energy she put into hitting Urath the wound in her chest was starting to hurt again.

 

Crystal:" Are you okay Phisoxa!?

she yelled and teleported next to her to examine her wound

 

Phisoxa:" I can't believe I just let my anger out onto my own daughter. . ."

Shes said sinking to her knees with her hands to her wound.

 

Crystal:"Phisoxa stop moving your wounds hurting you, Phisoxa i can help Nathura but do you want to risk the chance of her becoming a dark knight again or do you want her to die it seems that she wants to by the look in her eyes."



Crystal starts tending to Phisoxa's wound

 

Phisoxa:" Are you sure theres no other way to help, I mean I don't want her to come back as a knight nor do I want to order to put death to my own child."

 

Crystal:"Theres only one way we have to take her heart and erase the memories of her being a dark knight and everything having to do with Keyblades and wars and the memory of her being your daughter."

Crystal:" I'll have to tend to her first and have Aia take her heart and erase memories.

Crystal starts to tend to Nathura's wounds

 

Phisoxa:" Ok that is if we take her heart and mend it. . . Aia still has Nuthura's original memories, maybe we could patch that back into Nuthura's heart. That is if Aia still wants to share a body with Nuthura. . ."

Aia yawned and stepped away from the wall.

Aia:" Whatever you want to do, its getting boring in this body without anybody to talk to."

 

Crystal:"ok shes all set, i need someone to help me hold her down while Aia is taking and mending her heart

 

Aia:" Hmm whatever."

She said walking over to Urath and shoving her hand into her chest and grabbing her heart. Aia's hand pulls out with a glowing heart in her hand that beated gently. Urath's body was now just a doll, it's blank eyes stared into the distance.

 

Urath suddenly rose into the air. Two wings came out her back, its feathers shining. The feathers scattered across the worlds and the body landed. Urath and Nathura's memories were he feathers, and her heart was starting to collapse.

 

Noticing the collapse, Mixt quickly created a heart capsule arround it, hoping that his memory of it was still accurate after all these years. It may still collapse but this way it wouldn't scatter and still had a chance of being repaired.

 

Phisoxa:" We should take this heart to be repaired the palace in the City of Light, they have the equipment to do that, the City is deserted so we can get in easily."

She said getting up and wiping a small tear from her cheek with her sleeve.

 

Mixt nodded. The sadness like that of a father lied beneath the surface. This is what became of Nuthura and he wasn't there to try and stop it until it was already to late. This was the least he could do for her.

 

Phisoxa:" We must move quickly or the rest of her companions will come for revenge."

She said opening a portal.

 

Nodding, Legion ran through the portal head first. If there was anyone on the otherside, he'd handle them quickly before they can go for the others. Such strange happenings. None of this used to happen. If only the Libra's were still in existance.

 

Mixt followed him taking a look arround on the other side. He hadn't been to the city of light since the academy had brought them there for some ceremony. The place was much less impressive without the crowds of people everywhere.

 

The Libra scanned his surroundings, gripping his fists tight. It was clean, prestine, immaculate, sterile.

How disgusting. This was one of the reasons that he fell between the factions, thriving where the two sides make gray. So he could feel something worth feeling, not just some false sense of grandur.

 

Phisoxa:"I wonder what happened to all the people who used to live here. Ever since the Emperor fell ill and died the people have gone missing."

She said looking around, Aia followed behind them all, jumping through the portal. She landed on the white clean cobblestone road. Making a loud clapping noise as the sound echoed through the ghostly city.

 

"Echo, echo echo echo!"

It couldn't be helped. He had always wanted to hear his voice resonate and mock him as it slowly faded from existence between the building walls.

"Well, looks like everyone is either dead, gone, or just not very talkative today. Kinda reminds me of holy grounds."