The Keyblade War: Rewind and press Play

Steel Rose drew his gun back and stepped back, he knew not to cross Dante. But of course Dante was a old friend of his, so he obeyed him.
Steel Rose:" But it would be best to shoot her, but I decided differently now, I know what she is, but also I know what else she is, this trinket wouldn't glow for no apparent reason you know, that means shes the thing that we have been looking for, the Mafia has been looking for."
He said holding out a small trinket, that glowed a gold gleam within.
Phisoxa:" What are you talking about? I'm thing you need, I have no idea what you mean."
She said trying to look like she didn't know what they were talking about.
Dante:" Steel, power isn't everything, I thought you learned that from the Council. Grabbing the power of that "thing" might end up destroying you."

Steel:"What the hell do I care, as long as it destroys the Council, I won't care who dies."

 

Cratos randomly teleported around trying to find Phisoxa quickly so that he could find out what Xehanort is up to.

OOC: Got to go now, bye

 

Dante:" Just leave her the hell out of your plans, I thought your little group was powerful enough to withstand them, or is that not enough?"

Steel:" Stop playing games with me, if you were in my position you would understand as well.

Phisoxa:"I don't want you are talking about, but you have the wrong person, I'm no weapon !!"
Steel pulled out his gun again and pointed it at Phisoxa, he wasn't going to shoot, but he threatened to.

Dante:" Don't tell her Steel."

Steel:" Don't think you can fool me up with that act, you know perfectly well what you are, I can tell by that look in your eyes, you are the carrier of the X-Blade!!! I knew you would come, especially after the hearts of all those slain keybearers lying about. The X-blade is attracted to the cries of those hearts and feeds off them, to help itself to be reborn, in the more extreme cases that is."

Phisoxa:" Your little trinket lies, it must be referring to someone else nearby it can't be."

Steel:" The keychain never lies my dear, nor do thousands of year old prophecies."

 

Torxber had moved to the shadows to listen in. X-blade? So that was why nathaniel had kept her close all this time, but his treasure took pirority over theirs any day. And Phisoxa knew where the key was, no, he was certain she was the key now. That would explain them wiping away her memories, being the key to that place meant she all so had access to the dark powers.
Torxber: I'm afraid Steel, is it alright for me to call you Steel? Anyway, I can't let you harm her, she has other duties to do.
From the shadows Knights in black armour with silver trimming surrounded Phisoxa, Steel and Dante.
Torxber: I'm afraid we are short of time, the dark core is sending us all to the center of the dark realm and I have no intention of awakening Father. So please, don't fight.

Robbie found Drakeand teh others. Robbie was close and clearly visible, but yet still far enough not to be noticed unless they heard him.
Robbie: General Drake!

 

There was screeching and flashes of faint light coming from the elevator shaft. Mixt had made it to the top of the building and was now skidding down the elevator shaft, ignoring the commotion that was going on.

 

“Now, now, now. What IS everyone’s obsession with this young girl?” Zei tracked forward from the door into the defunct elevator, into the corridor. Again, he was shaking his head in a displeased manner. “By the Heavens, I’ve never once seen so many people after one person like this.” Awkwardly still, he was smiling as he gazed upon each soul within the corridor. They were all powerful in their own rights. And all of them seemed to be after this one girl. While his gaze seemed to focus out on Phisoxa in the physical sense, in spirit, it filled the room as he pressed out a small portion of his life force. Hopefully it would give them the message… that they had another contender after her. “I digress. I know not what insidious purposes the lot of you have for this child. But my mission would dictate that one so important to the Light needs, at present moment, to be kept well out of the hands of such…. Shady people.”

It happened in less than a second, his face turning serious; Zei flung his arm forward, casting a series of spells, formed of pure magic. There were enough for each person in the room, save of course himself and Phisoxa, such that his was, for that moment, the only unobstructed path to the child. Within that same fraction of a second, he had plowed into the crowd, scooping Phisoxa into his arms as he passed through. She’s not the only one who moves fast. His path of travel lead him down the corridor’s length, where he halted, and again flung his arm back, sending another volley of pure spells at the crowd. That should take care of that.

((I would appreciate it if people could give me a little time to become a part of the plot)).

 

OOC: Its kinda hard to do when you aren't on hardly enough to keep the action going, I can't be stuck in one place all day, I got to keep this rp pumped up enough and not let it run out of life in it.

Phisoxa seemed ulmost suprised when Zei scooped her up and started to run with her, Steel had pointed his gun at Zei and tried to hit him in the back but missed due to Zei's speed.
Phisoxa:" Hay um I no prize to win people, now put me down !!!! It's no fair, I have no say in this whole thing. Damn babbling idiots, this is why I don't like men."
She said trying squeeze out of his arms, not knowing that he was trying to save her.


Steel:" Damnit Dante, why isn't always you distracting me."
He ran after Zei with a dead speed.
Dante:" What do you expect, I can't let you wreck my property or steal it in that case."

 

Drake looked over at Robbie with a smile "hey Robbie its good to see your alright" Drake said with a smile

 

A few floors above the growing mass of darkness, Mixt transmuted an elevator door into a floor for him to land on. Mixt then kicked off the wall and planted down on this platform. Using Unholy Avenger he etched his final transmutation circle into the platform and all of the transmutation circles he had drawn across the city activated simultaneously. A stream of energy connected each one to the next creating an identical transmutation circle that encompassed the entire city.



The energy streams began as a deep purple color and it was collecting the energy from the souls that had been released from the battle. As more of the energy was released the energy streams slowly turned red until finally the energy rushed inwards and condensed onto Unholy Avenger. As energy flowed into the sword the same transmutation circle burned into the blade leaving the seal in a deep black on it's face.

 

All the way Zei could feel Phisoxa pulling against his grip; she was far tougher a person than she appeared to be, and his grip had loosened by the time they halted. The lot behind had been stalled only for a few minutes, maybe less than that. He’d have to say what he needed, and explain, at best, HIS situation.

“M’lady, I know and understand indefinitely that you are by no means some trophy. It doesn’t take a fool to see that you’re a prominent figure in the Light Army, one whose presence could determine many outcomes in this war. Hence, at this point in time, you, amongst so many others, must be preserved at any cost.” He looked down the corridor, seeing that one of the others was starting to regain his strength after the attack. “I must not have dealt it to them quite enough. My time right now is short. I can get you to where it is you need to be. In fact, it’s probably in the best interest of everything if I do, especially when such unsavory of characters are running amuck. You can ask, or not ask, either way, I’m on your side.” For now.

Did I just hear an engine? Cornelius had been laying out in the sand, half ‘dead’, eyes closed, and extremely annoyed at it all. Over five hours, he had just spent all of them, every minute, every second, trying to find some trace of the Light Army. And now, as he opened his eyes to the familiar sounds of Gummi ship engines, he found himself in the shade of a small transport, blotting out the sun. But it was by no means any cooler. The exhausting fuel of the ship let off an impressive amount of heat, almost melting his face. For a moment, he thought that it would land on him; but that was quickly dispelled from his mind as the ship came down some twenty feet away from him. What are they trying to do? Make me deaf?

The ramp to the ship descended, touching down at the traditional thirty degrees with the ground, which expressed explicit desire to swallow the vessel whole. It was too big though, and the captain of the ship was able to exit without hassle. He wasn’t dressed like the other troops that had been around. He bore no armor, no real insignia. His primary attire consisted of a light white-brown pair of pants, which appeared to be dress shoes, a heavy leather jacket with fur interiors, and a leather cap, accessorized with a set of goggles. “ Captain Wilbur Orville,” he said, sizing up Cornelius’ tattered form. “You look like hell,: he smirked.

“Tell me about it. Can you get me to the City of Light?”

“Hell! You haven’t heard?”

“Heard what?”

“Got blown to kingdom effing come! Dark Army totaled the place!”

“Then where are you guys going?”

“Next safest place! Radiant Garden!”

“Very well. That works fine.” Cornelius boarded the ship."

 

Phisoxa:" Just let me go somewhere where they can't see, aslong as I'm not in their site of view I'm safe. I can go find that item and get out of here as fast as I can, away from that group of Mafias of course."
She said looking down the hallway in the opposite direction.
Phisoxa:"I know much better the labyrnthes of hallways and corridors then they do, so I should be safe."
She said looking around.
Phisoxa:" Plus you may of overheard about my secret, please, do not speak a word of this to anybody else. No matter what happens, this speck of information must not get the dark army, nor to my own leader."
She said jumping out of his arms and sprinting towards the dark corrider.
Phisoxa:" feel free to follow me, but be careful not to be seen."
She said taking off and opening a door that lead to Nathaniel's Chambers.

 

Mixt climbed out of the elevator shaft and approached the group of people that had been crowding Phisoxa just moments earlier. "Well now, since my work here just got finished I have all the time in the world to deal with you clowns. Though evidently that isn't too much. The darkness is growing, probably corrupted this worlds heart already. Soon this entire place will be nothing more than dust in the sands of the dark realm."

 

Dante:" Well that wasn't hard to notice, Especially with all the heartless and dark sky outside,plus I'm not the clown, they are all the ones who were fussing over her."
He said pointing at Steel who had come back after trying to chase down Zei and Phisoxa.
Steel:" Since you are a acquaintance of her's Dante I won't have any need to chase her down and waste my time doing so."

 

After Steel's comment Mixt looked back at Dante "I see your point" Mixt wasn't one to let his emotions get in the way of things often, but something felt odd about this guy. "You look familiar. What's you're name?" Mixt asked, still staring at Dante.

 

Dante:" My Name is Dante Munboy, I may look familiar but maybe it's because my family is pretty well known, I get that alot."
He said sighing and combing his hair with his fingers, walking over to the window to see what was going on outside.
Dante:" The sky is almost pitch dark now."
He said stroking his gold earring with his finger, that hung loosely on his ear between his long black locks of hair.

 

Mixt thought for a moment and then shook his head. "I don't remember that name anywhere but I still feel like I've seen your face. Anyway, I am Mixt Xemit. General of the Dark Army, and as you witnessed an alchemist. At any rate, the city is taken, the blood seal has been made and you don't pose a threat to me or any of my allies. So for the time being I have no quarrel with you, Dante Munboy"

 

Dante:" Fine by me, I prefer to have people out of my plans as well, I feel the need to leave for the Gardens. Because I have somebody waiting for me there and I'm afraid it will be the only time in a long time I will be able to see them."
Steel:"I will accompany you there I guess, I have some things to sort out, old friend but, don't get in the way of my job"
Said Steel, popping a cigarette into his lower lip.

Phisoxa entered Nathaniel's chambers and searched around, at least she found it. The box, he left here, and inside the item that she needed. She smiled almost cheerfully as she picked it up, as it did, a small ounce of light seeped out from under the cracks of the lid. Showing that there was something important inside.

 

Torxber and his knights sneaked out of the room threw the shadows. Torxber now followed Phisoxa and the one who took her. If needed he would kill the other, it would probably be easier to do so. Torxber used the shadows and entered Nathaniels room.
Torxber: I would be careful with that if I was you.

Robbie ran up and punched Drake.
Robbie: That is for crashing my Ship.
Robbie punched Drake again.
Robbie: That is for running off and leaving me uncouncious.

 

"owww that hurt" Drake said rubbbing his face "Im sorry about the ship and I was going to help you but then this huge heartless appeared and I had to fight it" Drake said and then began scratching the back of his head "and then I forgot about you" Drake said

 

Zei pondered for only second before making his response, a curt nod of the head, and an assurance that he’d speak nothing of Phisoxa’s endeavors. “You’ve my blade at your side, M’lady,” he said to her as they exited their corridor into another.” A few moments after, as their path advanced deeper into the complex system of halls, he made further utterance, mostly for the sake of conversation. “These ways are a most impressive feat; they do well to match that of my home. Such ingenious a labyrinth; No doubt the designers made it as such to throw off invaders.” Every so often, he’d veer off to the side, taking a passing look at the various architectural masteries that comprised the structure. With each glance, he’d make a short ‘mhmm,’ noise, and continue to nod in approval.

As he followed her into the chamber, he did nothing more than watch her actions with great interest. She seemed to know exactly what she was looking for, and exactly where it was. His interest in the matter peaked when he glanced upon what he could make out of the item from his position. "it seems... powerful..." he whispered under his breath.


“Damn. No Mixt here either, it would seem.” Xiao’s ventures in search of her ‘commander’ had again yielded no good results. But in her opinion, she had found the perfect place to cause a bit of trouble. According to the people she had overheard upon arrival, this was a world known as Twilight Town. And it was rightly named as such; the entire world seemed to be locked in an eternal sunset, the orange sun and skies expanding infinitely across its span. That same orange effect latched itself onto the stones of which each building was made. And then there was the citizen base. They were all so… peaceful. It was like nothing of the worldly predicament mattered to any of them. Their lives were to them, severed from the affairs of the war.

Were she a more serene soul, she’d be apt to admire this beauty. But she was not such a being; she thrived in chaos, in uncertainty. To stir up a bit of trouble would be expected of her by pretty much anyone who may have known her in brief time back. As she stood on a perch at the top of a massive bell tower, she concocted a scheme. Time for a little bit of fun to be had. Instantaneously, a passé of phantoms, maybe ten, or fifteen, gathered around her. “Have some fun,” she told them, pointing out the town in which they would be permitted to spread chaos to their content. The lot of them dispersed, each heading towards its own section of the unsuspecting community. Xiao, not in the mood to attract attention to herself, she whipped a tattered looking canvas over her body, using it as a cloak, descending into the base of the clock tower, wherein was a bustling train station.