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

rose: fine, lets go.

 

Reasercher: Got to follow orders, bye.
He followed the rest of his team.

 

rose followed him.

 

They went to the main land were transports were taking everyone, it was extremely windy and dark, apart from the lights on the transports.

 

rose: where we going?

 

Reasercher: Into orbit, after the missile barage the recovery agents will start fixing the world up.

 

rose: what about the civilians?

 

Reasercher: We haven't moved residents in yet.

 

rose: thank your gods.

 

The missiles the "fell apart" reformed traveling up towards the other missiles. "You know it might be easier to just leave. I don't want to waste time going through their stock of missiles."

 

legion: no one lives here so we should go.

legion opened a portal

legion: get in!

 

The last of the transports left the world and went into orbit with the Tohemi industries battlecruiser.

 

Mixt kicked the others through the portal before going through himself.

 

ooc: where will we end up?

 

The missiles hit the world, turning it into a ball of glass.

 

A hour ago Nuthura had woken up and transported the other unconscious youngsters and took them to the moogle shop in Tranverse town.

Phisoxa wound up in Merlin's house in traverse town, unconscious on Merlin's table.

 

mixt, legion, rako, robbie, and raxtion landed in traverse town aswell

ooc: wake up nut.

 

OOC : She is now awake in the moogle shop.Lol xD

Nuthura walked around at the sleeping youth. She walked over to Sora who was snoring loudly and kicked him.

Nuthura : " Wake up you basket case."

Meanwhile . . .

Phisoxa sat up, having not memory of being with mixt at all after the keyblade war. She had no idea what the present day mixt looked like. So assumed him to be just some random guy following the others around.

The old man Merlin sat in his arm chair near the table with a tea cup and saucer jittering in his hand.

Merlin : " .. . . . Why are you here miss . . .. . .. did you mind knocking before you came falling through the ceiling of my house . . . I was just recently reading. . . and my precious books cushioned your landing it seems. . . . "

Phisoxa :" Sorry there."

 

legioN; hey mixt, where are we?

 

Mixt: We're in traverse town.