I was thinking today, along the lines of Kingdom Hearts, and I had a strange through. Just where the hell did the Oathkeeper Keyblade originate from? The answer was right in front of me. Kairi made it! Now hold up just a second, you say, Kairi made it? As you can recall, the keychain of the Oathkeeper is the Thalassa Shell charm that Kairi made. You can actually see her sewing it up in KH1 and the opening of KH2. Now just think about it for a second. Kairi, a girl of fourteen, managed to unlock a new form of the Keyblade with arts and crafts. Now it may be a stretch, but I believe this may be connected to her flowery Keyblade, given to her by Riku. Maybe Riku found some way to make a Keyblade just like she did. Remember the Birth By Sleep promo stuff, involving 'Chasers'? One of the dictionary definitions is 'one who works metal'. Does this mean that Chasers are the ones that made the Keyblades? If so, then that means that Kairi is a Chaser! Maybe back in Birth By Sleep, the seven Princesses of Heart created the Keyblades? Your thoughts?
Me: Hey, did you just use a bunch of cards in one turn? You: Yeah, so? Me: Well, isn't that against the rules? You: SCREW THE RULES I HAVE MONEY!
Zack stood blinking as Merlin disappeared in a puff of smoke. Screw those 'Sakkiri' or whatever the Jenova they are. Angeal's sword has served me and Cloud through situations worse than this. I won't just leave his blade for something that's supposedly more powerful. He turned to his companions. "So," Zack said, scratching his head, "What now?"
OoC: Oh yeah, I totally forgot I was playing Roxas. My bad :S IC: Roxas sat in his room, thinking. That wierd creature, Zasalamel, was bad news. He could feel it. But the Organization would follow him blindly for the promise of a weapon greater than the Keyblade. Roxas would go along with the plan, but the minute Zasalamel stepped out of line, he'd have to answer to the Key of Destiny.
Dante looked slightly surprised at the two demons simply leaving. "What's wrong?" Dante shouted at the air, "Scared of a little fight?" "Dante, no matter what you might think, those demons are bad news. Especially that other one with the scythe showing up out of the blue. We need to get back to Devil May Cry and plan a strategy," Lady told Dante. "Whatever," Dante dismissed, "Anyway, there was something wierd about that Nightmare's sword. It looked a lot like father's. Maybe he's connected somehow." The two demon hunters mounted their motorbikes and rode away, back to Devil May Cry.
OoC: Between the legs? THAT'S a bit harsh! IC: Dante clenched his legs together, trapping the scythe. He grinned and backflipped, sailing over Zasalamel and landing in a handstand. Dante followed-up the flip and using his legs hurled the scythe - and by extension, Zasalamel - through the air. Dante landed with Rebellion ready, a grin spread across his face. Never since the Order of the Sword had he seen this much entertainment.
"Hey!" Dante called, "Don't wimp out on me!" He caught Rebellion with one hand as it returned. He followed Nightmare's gaze and saw Zasalamel. "Another demon? I guess I'll get double pay!" Dante exclaimed, cracking his knuckles.
Sooo, VideoGameCrazyMan watches Yu-Gi-Oh. I won't judge you if you tell me what the 'Tentacle Rape' card does. It shows up in The Pyramid of Light and looks like translucent tentacles wrapping around the other player's DUEL DISC SYSTEM (c)
Lady's eyes widened behind her sunglasses. Dante found himself snatched out of the air by Nightmare's grotesque right arm, Rebellion trapped against his side. Lady just managed to dive away from the ricocheting bullets. Dante fixed Nightmare with his cool gaze, ignoring the blue aura that surrounded him. Dante flashed yellow again. "Now you see me," Dante phased out of existance in a scarlet blur, "Now ya DON'T!" Dante drop-kicked Nightmare in the back of the helmet, using the recoil to flip backwards. "Swordmaster!" Dante called, flashing red. He flipped Rebellion into a reverse knife-grip, crouching low to the ground. Red lightning rolled down the blade, imbuing the weapon with incredible power. "DRIVE!" Dante yelled, slashing the sword across the ground. A blade of red energy raced towards Nightmare, throwing up clouds of dust and cracking the ground as it went. But Dante wasn't finished. "One, two!" Dante continued, slashing twice more. Two extra blades raced towards Nightmare. Dante flipped Rebellion upright again. There was still some energy on the blade. "Come on," Dante said, flourishing Rebellion. He hurled it at Nightmare with all his strength, the blade spinning through the air of its own accord.
Lady took a sideways look at Dante. The Son of Sparda was completely unmoving. Lady dived to the side, rolling through the dirt and out of harms way. Nightmare was very close to Dante now. That evil sword swung down. Dante flashed with aqua energy. Clang. Dante held his right forearm vertical. The blade had struck his arm, and as it had done so a shield of red energy had flashed around Dante. Dante's forearm and Soul Edge both vibrated from the force of the lock. Blood trickled down Dante's arm. "Nice sword," Dante grunted, "Almost got through." With a sudden movement, Dante dropped his arm and ducked aside. The Soul Edge continued on its way. Dante flashed with yellow energy with a cry of, "Trickster!", and dashed towards Nightmare. He kick-flipped off the creature and into the air. "Gunslinger!" Dante called, flashing blue. He spun vertically in the air, pistols firing downwards. He created a platform of red energy momentarily to jump higher and holstered the pistols, drawing Rebellion. He brought it down for a punishing Helm Breaker.
It was raining. Zack stared up at the cloudy sky, drops of rain ricocheting off his face. Once again, he remembered the clifftop battle. Zack shivered. He jumped off the wall and followed Zidane.
OoC: Huzzah! IC: Lady and Dante stood in Nightmare's path. Lady held her submachine gun and pistol in either hand. Dante wielded Ebony and Ivory. His only other weapon was Rebellion. "Hey ugly!" Dante called, "I've heard some stories about a two-bit demon trying to make a name for himself. And you know, this is my turf. I don't take too kindly to other demons around here." "Cut the cr*p Dante," Lady cut him off, "We have a job to do." Dante laughed, "Alright, have it your way," He took a few steps towards Nightmare, "Let's rock!" He sighted down Ivory's barrel at Nightmare's head.
OoC: Well, where do we go from here? IC: Zack checked the area. There didn't seem to be any more Heartless. Zack spun the Buster Sword and sheathed it across his back in the traditional Cloud winpose. There was one of the kids from before looking at him. "Hey, do you know where the rest of you are?" Zack asked, approaching him, "I think we should get some answers."
Zack held his fists up in a boxing-style fighting pose. The ground around him darkened, several Neoshadows pulling themselves from the bleak blackness, their yellow eyes shining like searchlights. "Not good," Zack said, backing up. The Neoshadows advanced threateningly, flexing their claws. "ZACK!" a voice yelled. Zack looked up. Aerith stood at the edge of the raised market area, clutching something heavy. She hurled it with difficulty and it clattered across the ground towards Zack. It was the Buster Sword, cleaned and ready. Within the two slots on the blade two incandescant orbs glowed. One of them was an odd shade of yellow and the other was deep green. Zack grinned at Aerith and picked up the blade. As soon as the sword settled in his hands, he felt confident. "Level playing field, eh?" Zack asked the Neoshadows. The lead Neoshadow dived at him, claws ready to tear him apart. Zack leaned back as if winding up for a baseball pitch, his left hand clenched in a fist. As the Neoshadow neared, his fist rocketed forwards, shattering the Heartless on impact. Zack shook the pain out of his fist and readied the Buster Sword. The Costly Punch materia was useful, but it did have its downsides.
OoC: Uhm... is everyone ignoring me? Zack was there with Zidane and used Assautl Rush.
Zack spun and saw two of the kids fighting Heartless. Zack dropped into a battle crouch instinctively. I lost Angeal's sword! Zack thought, I'm completely useless! "Modulating Phase," Zack's PSP beeped. Zack stared at the screen. Two Angeals value 5 had appeared, the third bar still scrolling. Zack pressed X and the third bar froze. "Power Surge!" The DMW announced. Assault Rush level 5. The rememberence scenes played on the screen. I'm recommending you for 1st. You're a little more important that this sword. Just a little. Defend yourself! I'm just a monster... "Show me your honour." Angeal'a voice echoed. Zack grinned and dashed towards a Large Body. He attacked it with a blistering series of punches and kicks, each setting off a small explosion on its body. Zack hopped back and dashed through all the Heartless, leaving a trail of explosion behind him.
Zack stood in the main square of the town, the place he had last seen Aerith. "Aerith? Aerith!?" Zack called, cupping his hands around his mouth. Nothing. He dropped his hands dejectedly. Four years without her, and when he find her again she's snatched away. Zack resolved to find the rest of the kids and find out what was going on.
Zack was completely helpess as creatures appeared. Damnit! Why did I have to leave Angeal's sword behind? Zack cursed himself, He'd have killed me! Of course, the vortex appeared soon after. "Oh, this is convenient!" Zack yelled sarcastically over the roar of the suction and various screams of people being pulled in. Zack was hurled into the sky and through. "Grah!" Zack yelled as he slammed into pavement, "Son of Jenova..." He stood, rubbing his head. He was back in the town with the blue cliffs. "Well this is convenient," Zack said to himself, a practice learned during the time he had spent talking to a comatose Cloud, "I'd better see that Aerith isn't worried." Zack jogged down a flight of stairs to the town proper.
Zack put his hands on his hips, feeling water dripping down his face, "Well that's great news," he joked. Just for an instant, the dripping water brought him back to the clifftop with Cloud crouched over him. Zack shook his head. That was gone and done. "Well, whatever's going to happen, I'm pretty useless. My sword's back in that town. What's it called? It has blue cliffs and a town... Aerith Gainsborough lives there. Anyone know it?" Zack remembered something and reached into his pocket. He pulled out... a PSP. The screen showed three vertical bars each containing a portrait. Zack tapped it, and it beeped in response. It was still working.
OoC: Actually, I've gone to great pains to show that Sephiroth is left-handed. During the Sephiroth battle he "guarded with Masamune vertical, his right forearm supporting the blade". As you may have noticed in KH2, when Sephiroth isn't using Masamune he holds it in his right hand like a knife and 'draws' it by switching to his left hand. IC: A sleek black motorbike drove through the Dark City. Cloud Strife peered through his sunglasses at the surrounding city as he drove. He could feel Sephiroth here. Something else reached his ears. He heard the scream of fangirls as Roxas finished 'Beautiful Soul', and was intrigued. He steered Fenrir towards the source. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "Yes yes yes!" Yaoi Sue squealed, hopping up and down like an excited schoolgirl as she spotted Cloud riding Fenrir. "So you persuaded Sephiroth?" Mary Sue's voice echoed from within a corridor of darkness. "Yeah, he's in position right now," Yaoi answered, "You sure you don't want Cloud-kun?" "No," Mary's disembodied voice replied, still managing to sound terrifying, "Only Sora will be mine. XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX "Right, we just need a little of your time to set up for the next numbers," Demyx told the crowd over the loudspeakers, "Here to entertain you during the interval is the group Three Days Heartless with their single Riot. Thanks, have a rocking night everybody!" Sora munched on a chocolate bar he'd secreted from somewhere. Riku was busy dodging fangirls and Kairi was deep in conversation with Namine. Zack and Aerith had moved off to a secluded corner for some Deep and Meaningfuls. Sora halted his destruction of his chocolate as he heard a motor engine undercutting the dull roar of the fangirls/fanboys. Sora looked in its direction to see another welcome sight. "CLOUD!" Sora yelled, pocketing his chocolate and racing over to Cloud. Kairi and Namine noticed him leave. Kairi shrugged at Namine. "Cloud, what's up?" Sora asked. Cloud took off his sunglasses and pocketed them. "Sephiroth's here," Cloud said bluntly, "Have you seen him?" Sora's grin dropped off his face instantly, "Yeah, we fought him. Come on Cloud, can't you just relax?" "He's eveything dark in me," Cloud replied, "I thought you of all people would understand something like that." "Sure I do," Sora pressed earnestly, "But that doesn't mean that you should just ignore your friends. Come on, you owe it to yourself to kick back just for a bit." Cloud stared blankly at Sora, obviously considering the offer. Cloud cut the motor of Fenrir and flicked the kickstand up, stepping off the bike. As soon as his boots touched the ground, hundreds of fangirls pricked their ears up. Ignoring the group of Heartless performing before them, they turned as one. "CLOUD-KUN!" They squealed in unison and charged him. Both Sora and Cloud were like rabbits in headlights. "Quick, this way!" Sora commanded, yanking Cloud's arm towards a small entrace backstage. Darting this way and that between groups of working Moogles he managed to lose the fangirls. Unfortunately for Sora, his memory had failed him, leading him to bring Cloud out of the gloom and into the brigth stage lights. "CLOUD-KUN!" the fans screamed as one. "Silence!" a cold voice cut through the screams. Though nowhere near a shout it cut through the screams and silenced the fans. Sephiroth glided slowely down to the stage on a black-feathered wing. The Three Days Heartless group seemed about to react when Sephiroth destroyed them all in a single, casual swipe. "Sephiroth!" Cloud yelled, unsheathing the First Tsurugai. It was still wrapped in bandages. "Good to see you, Cloud," Sephiroth replied in a little bit of ripped-from-Advent-Children goodness. "No more running, Sephiroth!" Cloud said with no possibility for argument, "Today we settle this. Right here, right now!" Sephiroth chuckled. It was a low, humourless sound. "What's so funny?" Sora interjected angrily. "To think that an abomination like you would order me around," Sephiroth chuckled. "Cloud's not an abomination!" Sora argued. "On the contrary," Sephiroth countered, never breaking eye contact with Cloud, "He shouldn't even exist." "What're you saying?" Cloud asked, the anger and forcefullness from before gone. "What I am saying, Cloud," Sephiroth answered slowly, "Is that you are my Nobody."
