KH Class RP (Re-Made)

Xone glanced at the Keyblade, "In a minute. Where did you get that Keyblade? It looks so familiar to me."

Nightmare felt annoyed by all the questions directed at her instead of focusing on Mage, What does it matter where I'm from! she nearly screeched even though only Mage could hear her.

 

"Nightmare please, don't yell..." Mage winced as her Keyblade screeched. "I didn't get this Keyblade. She chose me as I saw she was the Keyblade of her previous weilder I was friends with. He died at the Keyblade Graveyard. But I at least have a memory of him.... But please Xone, the thumping? Can you tell me what it is? It's in my chest." She pointed to her chest, the thumping an even rhythm.

 

Xone smiled at a fond memory of the wielder she mentioned, "That's right, Nightmare was Adrien's Keyblade. I'm glad you got to meet such an honest young man. He was a loyal friend of mine, no matter how often they called him a traitor. Now, Mage, if any thumping in your chest that cannot be explained wouldn't you say it would be your own heart? Do you believe it could be a heart of your own...?"

 

Mage shook her head. No, this couldn't be true! "I can't have a heart! Even Vexen said there was no possibility! I was created without one!" She was tense, the thumping rhythmically beating faster.

 

Confused, Xone frowned at her outburst, "Mage I thought you wanted a heart. What's so wrong with having one? Just because Vexen tells you things doesn't mean he knows everything about you."

 

"Yes but I thought hearts are things you are born with, not grow in the midst of a fight." Mage sighed, getting up. She was done, she needed to go forward. "Nightmare, now that we found Xone, what do we do?"
How about a body?! He promised me that much! Ashir snarled, not pleased. He wanted to move on his own, maybe see his bird again!
Ooc: *just remembered that Parma(Ashir's bird) was with Daisuke oAo

 

Nightmare was silent, her interaction with Kyon had upset her considerably. Kyon wasn't the nicest Keyblade and thought of itself as a much bigger deal than it really was.

Xone smiled lightly, "Nightmare...now I do remember Adrien. What...do you do? What do you mean? Was there something Nightmare wanted of me?"

 

"She just wanted me to find you. And Ashir is still waiting on his body... Something about a bird too..." Mage held Nightmare in her hands, looking for a napkin in her many pockets, even without her original coat. She sat on the ground, shining Nightmare with a simple cloth napkin. Her thoughts went quiet as the simple movement of up and down mesmerized her.

 

Xone remembered suddenly, "Oh, yeah. A body for your little friend. Let's see..." Glancing back at the ship, he whistled and Enoch poked his head out the door, "You whistled Neo?" Nightmare jerked and trembled, Enoch....God of Twilight....n-no, Mage I'm sorry, what have I done that you'd bring me to him!? I don't understand! Xone quietly explained what he needed to Enoch.

 

Mage was immeadietly on her guard when Enoch arrived, frightened. One hand sparked with magic, the other kept Nightmare close. "Don't worry, there should be good reason he's here..." she wished she could swallow those words as true, but that was hard.

 

Nightmare was still on edge as Enoch and Xone came closer to Mage, "Don't be afraid Mage. Enoch will be able to make Ashir a body. He is a God, I am mearly a King, I do not hold the power to create a body for him, but transfering Ashir from you into the body will be my job." Enoch smiled a pearly white smile and focused his green cat eyes on her, "So Ashir, tell me what your old body looked like. If that is, you want it to be the same as before."

 

"My old body was half statue. Even though my body was a kid I was as heavy as an adult man! I had brown hair that was long enough to tie into a tail like my father. I had this bang on the right side of my face too, and I had brown eyes. I inherited my mom's bad eyesight, so i have glasses, but I can see very well in the dark! I alo had..." Ashir spoke through Mage, as she was assuring Nightmare it would be okay. He explained every feature, but soon he sighed heavily. "But I wouldn't be able to protect myself. I usually have Parma as my weapon, but I don't know where she is..."

 

Enoch listened thoughtfully and nodded, "Don't you worry about your body. I'lll make it exactly as you've described. About your bird...hmm...well that's not my job now is it. Mage will probably aid you in finding your bird again." Enoch left, disappeared into a dark corridor, back to his realm of Twilight to design Ashir's body.

Nightmare calmed down considerably as Enoch left, Enoch, the God of Twilight, is also the killer of Keyblades. I remember an old friend of mine, his name is lost from my memory now, but I remember Enoch snapping him in half. I...I can't stand being around him.

 

Mage calmed down as Enoch left. She slightly tensed again when Nightmare told her Enoch killed Keyblades. She sat down, keeping her Keyblade close as she returned to shining it again. "Don't worry, I'll make sure he won't ever touch you."

 

Enoch returned moment's later with a body wrapped in white cloth. "I trust it's to your satisfaction?" Unwrapping it like a present, he revealed Ashir's body.

Xone smiled warmly at Mage, "I hope my father did a good enough job for you Ashir."

 

"Perfect! Now mom can recognize me when she sees me!" Ashir cheered, glad to be able to move on his own. Mage looked to Nightmare, nervous. I won't let Enoch touch you, never...

 

Enoch, as if he could read Mage's mind, looked at Nightmare in Mage's lap and grinned, "Nightmare, good to see you again. Though a new wielder, I see you have abandoned Adrien after all. I wonder how he'll fare in the limbo world without the spirit of his Keyblade."

Nightmare's voice trembled as it told Mage what to say, I'm terribly sorry Lord Enoch. Forgive my fleeting behavior, Adrien gave me to this young wielder and I cannot disobey his wishes.

Xone hovered over Ashir's body, his fingers lightly sparkling with a pale light as he readied the body to recieve Ashir's soul and heart.

 

Mage repeated Nightmare's words, thinking of a new goal. "She says: "I'm terribly sorry Lord Enoch. Forgive my fleeting behavior, Adrien gave me to this young wielder and I cannot disobey his wishes." Hey Nightmare, is it possible to sense when the Keyblade Graveyard is going back to that limbo state? Maybe we could visit him again like that? He did say we'd see each other again... I think. Her wishes were always so simple sounding. She looked to Akii, motioning her to come close. If they were both sides of the same coin, she wanted to keep Akii close.

 

Enoch took her words and laughed, harshly, "Some Keyblade."

Nightmare refused to be hurt by his words and focused on Mage's request. Well....there is a way, but....it's dangerous to go back there. Adrien lives in a loop of ever continuing sorrow. He wouldn't remember you Mage, he can't remember anyone he meets anymore. Perhaps in a few years again....when the limbo is back, we could give it a try. The Keyblade Graveyard crumbles every 12 years.

Xone looked up from Ashir's body, "Are you ready Ashir? It's time to set you free."

 

Mage nodded for Ashir, he could barely contain himself. Alright, I won't mind. I just wanted to see him again when I can. She stood up, patiently waiting for Xone to take the beginning reason of why she could feel... She would only hope it didn't hurt.