The True Keyblade War

Matt walked up to Xero and someone who she was fighting he sighed becuse she hadn't noticed him so he stood by and watched ready to jump in and help or seperate them if they try to destroy each other but just in case of anything.

 

Nixck looked over at Matt and tried to make an understanding with him, Don't jump in until the right time. he mouthed to him, drawing his attention between the fight and Matt.

 

OOC: Okay you know what Ima just take mah keyblade back from Xenree cause she's not responding >.> been waiting for a responce sence like forever... so yeah.. .__.

 

Ren had awoken from his battle with Matt. "So that what the power of darkness can do." He said getting up. "I might as well follow him." he said walking in the direction Matt went.

 

Matt saw Nixck and mouthed back waiting for the right time he knew that it would be dangerous to hurt either because he knew that their true power was released when they were almost defeated.

 

Xera was growing bored with the fight. Maybe it was time to add some extra spice. With a very slight wave of her hand, so slight that only the keenest of observers would spot it, she summoned a hundred shadow heartles, fifty nova-shadows, and three darksides. Then she stepped back to a spot where she would be able to observe the fight without actually having to fight.

 

Tracy and MiMi didn't even notice the heartless, they were to focused. They were both getting tired but niether of them seemed to be getting weary. MiMi was detrimend to find somthing big on Tracy and was reading his mind with such a power that Tracys personel wall was grumbling. Tracy was so frustrated at this that he was getting clumsyer evry minute. Finally MiMi found somthing most satisfying.

"Oh!" MiMi said in a fake smypathitic vioce. "Poor seven year old Tracy." MiMi watched Tracy's exprestion slowly change from an arragent smirk to a horrified grimace. "Crying because he's all alone."

 

Xera's ears perked. What did Mimi say? She zoned her hearing in on the fight below. So something big on Tracy? This peaked her curiousity.

 

"Now he's off to the slums to beg and starve his wittle heart out." MiMi was thoroughly enjoying Tracy's stunned silence. "Looking for his parents who always loved him and cared for him."

Tracy couldn't speak, he just stood there shaking his head and blinking his eyes. Trying to stifle the flowing of memories that MiMi's words brought, but it just didn't work. All of Tracy's bad memories came tumbling out at ounce. And Tracy could see MiMi would soon know everything about him.

 

OOC: This is getting dull. I'm just going to post again to keep things moving.

IC: While MiMi droned on and on about Tracy's past life. Tracy gathered his thoughts and was planning everything out in his mind. His plan was intricate and challenging to his skill level. He decided he was just going to attack MiMi again to get her to shut up. With a sudden movement Tracy threw his keyblade into the air. The keyblade multiplied into three other keyblades, each of them diffrent and yet the same as his first. Tracy held the keyblades two in each hand and then threw all of them at MiMi. He did all this in about five second.

MiMi screamed and dived aside to miss the four keyblades. After Tracy looking so hopless, MiMi had not expected him to attack, let alone with four keyblades. She had been concentrating fully on uncovering Tracys past that she had abanded his other thoughts. She had been careless. But there was hardly anytime to think now, Tracy attacked again.

 

OOC: Oh my goodness, sorry, I've been really busy with State Tests and life. If you guys see me posting in other places and yet not here it's not cause I'm being a b*tch, I just have a really bad memory of how many rp's I'm in...not to mention my mother always starts to yell at me once I get around to them all.

BIC: Xenree opened and closed her mouth as she stood there locked with Xero. She didn't know what to say. Feelings werent' something she knew and trust wasn't exactly her best friend with her history. "I wouldn't know what to tell you Xero. I've never asked you to trust me. I'm only asking you to prove you have the heart to fight for your Keyblade."

 

Xera was again getting bored. What did it take to get a decent fight around here? Her heartless were forgotten, and everybody was standing around watching the two fights. "Well," she thought. "There's no point in waiting around here." She turned and began to walk through a portal.

 

Tracy and MiMi were both really tired. There mind reading was fuzzy and they both barley had the sterngth to lift their keyblades and block. Three of Tracy's four keyblades had dissapeard and he was fighting with his reguler one. But when Tracy saw Xera leave the strength started to return to him. He grabbed MiMi's arm and pulled her toward the dark portal. "Xera!" Tracy called. Normally Tracy would have been at Xera's side in a heart beat, but the struggling MiMi was slowing him down. "Xera, I'm not done talking to you."

 

Xera paused for a second. "Well, I'm done talking with you." Then she stepped through the portal and stepped out on the other side of the courtyard. She had been getting bored, but Tracy's sudden return of strength was at least interesting enough for her to see what happened next. Besides, she wasn't sure where she wanted to go anyway. She flicked her wrist and the dark corridor dissapeared before Tracy could reach it. Then she waited to see what would happen.

 

Tracy dropped MiMi and opened a dark portal of his own. This portal lead to the castle of dreams. "I guess its time for another wild goose chase." Tracy plunged through the dark portal. "Very well then Rae. If that's how it must be." Tracy turned to close the dark portal and saw that MiMi had followed him. "What are you doing here? Don't you have someone else to bug?"

MiMi put her hands on her hips and raised her eyebrows. "We might as well travel together. We're both looking for the same person you know."

Tracy rolled his eyes. This girl would just keep on bugging him weather or not he let her tag along. "On one condition." Tracy said as he watched MiMi's expression. "Lets not try to kill each other on the way. Oh and no mention of.... what you saw in my mind. Got that?" MiMi nodded her head eagerly and said "No mention, got it." Tracy sighed and started looking around.

 

Xera hadn't expected Tracy to just leave. She felt dissapointed now. She had at least expected him to scream and shout for awhile. Maybe attack MiMi again. She turned back to the fight between Xero and Xenree. Hm... she thought. Nope, still bored. Now what? Am I expected to just stand around and wait for other people to tell me what to do? It's high time I got back on track. That prophecy won't fulfill itself. For the first time in a long time,. she remembered the words. "This world will perish under the might of Keyblades. With no survivors, Keyblades will clash and Worlds will be consumed." She couldn't remember the exact wording. I guess it's time for some research. She opened a dark portal and went to the library inside the castle, ready to learn.

 

Matt looked at the battle and waited to see if it came to the point where they needed help.

 

Xera had spent several hours in the library, and had learned much. For instance, she had stumbled upon a history of Radient Gardens, updated until the last Master. Then she discovered what had happened to her other, Rae. Or at least, she found the hypothosis of what had happened to her. According to the book, There was an apprentice that was secretly experimenting into the matters of darkness and the Heart forty years ago. Then, one day, she and her master and her own apprentice all dissapeared, and the world was rent apart. Rae's infant child (This was what Xera was really looking for) was the topic of much discussion. No one knew who the father was, and it was decided that the offspring of evil and destruction would be forever unwelcome in the castle. That was all the account said concerning Rae and her son. Xera closed the book in disgust, her mind filled with questions that history seemed unable or unwilling to answer. For instance, where had the child been sent? Surely the prince wouldn't have just thrown his son into the streets? Heh. She remembered now. The prince was always very proud. He had loved Rae, yes, but he never would have let people know about his secret marriage, let alone a child. Especially after the mother turned out to be a servant of darkness.

 

MiMi and Tracy had been traveling for some time. Right now they were in the land of dragons, in the mountains, and MiMi was very cold. Tracy kept on urging her to move and faster and never stopped to rest. As they walked MiMi tried using a fire charm to warm herself. "I'm so cold." MiMi said to herself, but Tracy heard her. He stopped so abruptly that MiMi almost ran into him. "You're cold?" Asked Tracy without turning. "Yes, but I'll survive." MiMi threw Tracy an annoyed look. "Its not like you care. You're only letting me come because you don't want me to bug you." Tracy sighed and pulled off his long black jacket, underneath the jacket Tracy was wearing a dark blue tank top. He tossed MiMi the jacket and then kept walking. MiMi stared at Tracy. "Won't you be cold?" She asked, not knowing why she cared. "I've been cold before." Tracy turned and looked at MiMi. "You coming?" MiMi nodded and slipped on the jacket.

 

Xera, still reading, also discovered (or, made a hypothisis based on the available information) why she was feeling again. It was because she was attempting to tear down the walls between the worlds. Somehow, her heart had been made a part of the barriers. That was understandable, since the worlds were seperated at the same time she lost her heart. It only seemed logical that it would return to her now that the walls were breaking. However, as natural as it was, she must try to control her feelings. After forty years of not dealing with the burdens of emotion, she was liable to lose control and do something foolish. I mean, she had already run from a battle because she felt bad about hurting a friend. Yes, she would have to maintain control.