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

Phisoxa:" I don't know, he dropped in and then dropped out as quick as he came, it was quite random if you know what I mean heh."

 

Crystal:"What do you mean he dropped in and out?"

sees something sparkling on the ground

Crystal grabs it and holds it up to look at then stuffs it in her pocket sighing

 

Mixt closed his eyes to think. They both felt the same injury and were not concious at the same time, but they also fought with eachother. They could have a spiritual bond similar to the one that Aia and Nuthura used to have...

Mixt: The creature is gone. It's master dismissed it. He seemed angry at it about something.

 

Phisoxa:" His master could of sent a stronger creature to battle, because that one was boring."

She said sighing and tilted her head.

 

Crystal:"What do you mean master Mixt?"

Crystal:"Someone else was here?"

 

Mixt: That is what I said. What happened to your arm?

 

Crystal:"i don't know, it just started hurting really bad all of of a sudden."

Crystal falls to knees clutching head and starts seeing pictures of the Mysterious man in her head.

Crystal:"Who are you?"

she said yelling and passed out again

 

Yep. Definately bonded souls. Mixt picked her up and carried her on his back

Mixt: Now I belive we best go back to the reason we came here to begin with.

 

Phisoxa:" You have gone quite gentle in your old age Mixt."

She said with a muffled laugh behind her palm.

 

the shiny object that Crystal had picked up and stuffed in her pocket fell out shined a dead black and layed there being a dark knight crest

Crystal:"(It belongs to him.)

 

There was the sound of a portal opening and closing behind the group, a dark Knight lay uncounciess on the ground.

 

Crystal:"(wake up now, wake up.)"

crystal wakes up and sees the dark knight

Crystal:"What the..oww my head so many memories of him, who is he?"

 

Phisoxa:" Damnit, what is that guy doing here !! Let me go handle this one."

She said running over to the knight and pointing her key at the knight's chin.

Phisoxa:" Who the hell are you and why are you here?!"

 

Knight: Phisoxa? I don't have mutch time left, before it takes over.
The Knights helmet fell off, the man looked a lot like Robbie.

 

Crystal looks at the knight and reaches inside her pocket

Crystal:"The Crest, its gone."

she looks around and sees it on the ground

Crystal:"There it is, (The dark knight crest)."

she walks over to it and grabs its looking at it again closely

Crystal then looks at the knight

Crystal:"Robbie?"

 

Phisoxa:" Robbie your alive, but she told me you were killed."

She said lowering her keyblade as a small stream of tears rolled down her cheeks.

Phisoxa:" Those monsters, they condemned you to the same fate Nuthura suffered."

 

Knight: I am not Robbie, not completly, I'm only a frgment of the heart, they take the hearts and manipulate them, I only have short while before I suffer the same fate, but if you see me after this, do not hesitate to kill me. You are to find the factions and unite them, only then will you stand a chance. You also need to find the feathers, like this one.
He pulled out a glowing feather.
Knight: Each one holds a part of Nathura's memories, bring them all back, then head to the beginers librarey and find a book that will teach you how to retore her memories. There is a price, no matter how hard you try, no matter how many fathers you find, she will not remember you Phisoxa.

 

Crystal looks at the feather and examines it then starts crying

Crystal:"Why do we have to keep killing, we almost killed Nuthura and now we have to kill Robbie."

she sighed and wiped the tears from her eyes

 

Phisoxa:" I guess I have no choice, I have to bring her back from this even if it costs my relationship with her. I want her to live a normal life, like I never could. I don't want her to continue on with these battles, these meaningless fights. But its only the memories of myself she will forget right?"

 

Knght: That is correct, Mixt's conainer will last for a while. Please tell clara that I'm sorry my son will never know me.
He vanished into thin air.