The Keyblade War- the Return of Truths

"We are done here" Torxber said as he disappeared into the wind.

Robbie looked at Trixie. "Oh ok, why are you on my ship, are you part of my new crew?" he asked.

 

Rako disappeared to the same place as Torxber. Rako had to help Torxber. Torxber was Rako's friend and ally. They had been through so much together. Through whole decades together. Now was no different.

 

OOC: Of course, during the brief time I was off the two of you throw that in. Mixt calling Torxber's bluff was supposed to be a bluff in itself where Mixt would flash-step away. Ah well, I'll role with it.

IC: Mixt stood weakly back to his feet. "I didn't think he had mastered zantetsuken so well" Mixt said, referring to Torxber slashing him down. "Painful or not I was right, he didn't kill me" Mixt cracked his neck and shook his arms out trying to get blood flow back to normal. "Though my calling his bluff was supposed to be my own bluff. I didn't think he was holding back speed like that. He was already moving pretty damn fast. So why are the two of you all buddy buddy now that you've returned from the temple. You were ready to kill eachother not five minutes ago."

 

"This is my plan" Torxber said as he passed a note book that had details on his plan to Rako, it had everything planned out from the people it involved to how to draw everyone to the locations they where needed at.

 

Mixt noticed Rako was gone and sighed. It was unlike him to make mistakes like that and two within a minute was unheard of until now. "I need some rest" Mixt concluded as he left the room and started looking for guest sleeping quarters.

 

"Impressive." said Rako, refering to the note with satisfaction inside of him. "I like it alot." Rako realized that things would work out perfectly. As long as everything went according to Torxber's plan, of course.

 

"We will make the ultimate sacrifice for the greater good" he said "The derelict is finished and ready to launch, the attack will start soon."

 

Rako smiled "Ha, your too much, Robbie. I knew you wouldn't fail in any plan you made!" Rako was ready for anything, and waited for the command to attack. This would be the best laid plans... and would finally bring an end to a dark war...

 

Trixis scratched the side of her head. "I guess... Well, I was flying in my gummi ship and needed to land somewhere and I found this ship. Phisoxa invited me on and told me i could stick around." She responded to robbie's question.

 

((Time to hopefully set something cool into motion. Trying for one of those scene back and forths.. RP style)).

Following his wife into the cozy confinement of the dinning room, Cornelius sat down before a steaming plate of one of his favorite meals. Pork, stacked in three fat slabs sat before him, decorated with the likes of vegetables of all sorts, and flanked by a boiled potato. “You certainly out did yourself honey,” he said to her across the table. He was about to take his first bite into the pork when the thought came back to him. “So… what exactly was it that you wanted to talk to me about?”

A young boy, no older than fourteen dashed amongst the terrace alleyways. His pure black hair trailed on behind him as he did, spanning at nearly a foot in length. “Gotta get away,” he told himself, stealing a look over his shoulder. The other kids were hot on his trail screaming after him. The words “get him!” and “cut him off why don’t ya?” coursed through the streets. He let out a chuckle to himself; they would never catch up to him. His mother had been working with him for two years, building him into a lean, fit young man, who’d be able to give chase to even the fastest of people. “You ain’t never gonna catch me! All too slow!” he shouted back at them, taking the next corner he came to hoping to throw them off.

Renee shot a hard glance across the table back to her husband. It looked as though she were about to explode out at him. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, and spoke. “Adrian,” she said simply. But there was certainly something more to it than that. When she had spoken, her voice had been with a shudder of sorts, as though she were starting to enter territory that she wasn’t quite comfortable with. “It’s just Adrian.”

His rouse seemed to have worked, and the sounds of their shouts and out loud planning began to fade. Listening closer, the boy could make out their confused calls for him. “Adrian??” he heard one of them call out. The one was soon followed by several others, some occurring in unison. They kept going at it for several minutes before ceasing, and figuring that he’d just turn up eventually… or maybe they decided to stop yelling for him to come out, and actually look for him. Either way, Adrian figured he had all the time in the world before anything actually happened. So, finding a nearby crate in the alley, he took a seat, and began to relax for a bit.

His eyes widening slightly, Cornelius looked in wonderment at his wife. They spoke of their son often, but never with such a frightened atmosphere. “What about him?” he asked confusedly.

Adrian took in the alleyway he had strayed down. He had to admit to himself that he had never been down this way before, and never so far out from the main streets. The walls here were high. Maybe they were even higher up than the ones everywhere else in town. “Nah,” he told himself. That was preposterous a thought. They just seemed like they were a lot taller because the space was narrower, and it had a dead end, rather than an outlet. Being narrowly surrounded on all sides always had a way of distorting things, especially when the observer had one of the most active imaginations a person could have. “I wonder if they’ll find me.

“I’m worried about him, Cor,” Renee said, half sobbing.

“What’s there to worry about?” Cornelius questioned, sounding slightly taken aback by such a comment being mounted onto their only child.

“Well I’d certainly say that someone already HAS found you, kid.”

Adrian cocked his head to the side, looking back to the entrance of the alley. There, imprinted against the afterglow on the horizon, there stood not a bunch of children, but five, full grown men, glaring at him. It wasn’t necessarily a mean glare, but it was certainly an unsettling one. Most of them, at that, appeared to have smiles plastered across their faces. He kept a suspiscious gaze upon them as they casually began to walk towards him.

 

Colu sat in the room listening to Andrew and Jackson argue about useless things again. "You two are just like a married couple!" she yelled, silencing them both. "When Rako comes back, call me telepathically, becuase right now, I can't take this endless, mindless, idiotic jabbering!!!" She yelled as she teleported away.

"What's her problem?" asked Andrew.

"No idea..." said Jackson "... Now, see what you did? She left because of you!"

Andrew wasn't gonna sit there and let the blame fall on him "ME?! It was your fault! You couldn't just accept what I was saying, could you? You just had to argue about it!"

 

Torxber appeared in the room. "Hello, Andrew and Jackson I assume" he said to the two.

 

"What the hell? Jackson, did you leave the door open again?" asked Andrew

"What?! So, now your trying to blame THIS on me too! Well, If I remember you were supposed to lock it!" yelled Jackson, as they continued they're argument not even paying attention to Torxber.

 

Mixt didn't know his way arround the ship well so he really had no hope of finding a prper place to sleep on his own. But after a bit of wandering he found his way to the room where Trixis, Robbie, and Phisoxa were. "I see you finally woke up. No doubt the moment Torxber left. I'm guessing on a ship this size you have guest quarter's somewhere? I could really use some sleep."

 

"I'm here on behalf of Rako, he told me to gather all of you up" he said to them looking around "Is this all?"

 

Phisoxa:" Well yes there's plenty of rooms, since this is a warship, you have to at least accommodate your troopers."
She said as she lifted up herself up carefully, she wasn't fully sure if the whole ordeal with suddenly being to use a keyblade against Rako was real or not. She closed her palm as she looked into it, wondering what did it mean. Phisoxa was also really sure that the keyblade was not Larklight.
Phisoxa:" Maybe you can sleep in Robbie's quarters, since its much lavish then some of the bunkers here. I mean really it's not like Robbie needs to rest anyways hes probably going to jump up and try to save the day by getting the ship out of the current location. Or if Robbie is still weak from passing out I can strap you guys down both to the bed so you stay and rest while I get this ship out. Plus I don't want you to fall off the bed when the ship jerks from taking off. How about that? It sounds more enjoyable doesn't it."
She chuckled as the thought entered her mind and waited for Mixt's reply.

 

"Well, there is that one girl, Colu." said Andrew, snapping out of the fight "But we don't need that B**ch!"

That was one thing Jackson could agree on. "Yeah! Let's go find Rako! Has he got the plan ready yet?"

 

"Go in my room and I will kill you, besides, all the rooms are good accomidation" Robbie said "Besids I put the ship into auto pilot if something happened to me."

"I guess I will find her later" Torxber said, he instantly appeared in front of Jackson and grabbed him by the neck and brought Dark Light out and stabbed him threw the heart.

 

Phisoxa:" Don't go telling me what I can't and cannot do mister, you collapsed during a critical time and you look at me and expect me to be so fearful. Anyways you never had any trouble with me doing it before, what are you hiding in there a dead body?"

 

Jackson couldn't believe this had just happened... it was so unexpected and... Jackson felt himself suddenly fading away... "W- Why..." Jackson then began to spurt out blood and seemed to be choking on blood... then he was lifeless.

"Well..." said Andrew, unsure of what to say "Well, that's one way to settle an argument, although I'm not sure if that was completely neccassary." Andrew then began backing away.