Video Game: Kingdom Hearts SOS: The Road To Light

Steel continued to walk as a voice spoke inside his head. "Sir... Why are you being such a show off lately?" Steel shrugged. "I don't necessarily have to answer that." He responded. "At least you're back to normal." Kai sighed. "Exactly; So let's keep following Konk. We might even get his spinach puff recipe." He smiled as he walked toward the village.

 

"DammitDammitDammitDammit!" Beuce yelled to himself as he raced through the lanes between to catch up with the group after oversleeping...again. He practically crashed down the rabit hole with his glider. "Hole." He ran further down into the world and came to several doors which were standing open, all one right behind the other. "Doo- OWIE!!" the white haired keyblade wielder exclaimed after bashing his forehead against the doorway. Rubbing the place of impact, he rose to his feet again and picked up momentum. "Food" He picked up the bottle and cake without stopping and ate them both. yes. He ate the entire bottle. Shrinking while running, he didn't stop for the doorknob. Instead it was fly-kicked open with a Lui Kang-ish noise "WHAAACHA!" At this point, he was probably close enough for the group to dread his arrival.

His pace didn't slow down. He ran and ran until finally Luna was in sight. Grinding to a halt next to her, he panted. Well beyond out of breath. "Oh god...I...have got...to watch what i eat..." with that he collapsed on his back. "But at least i'm here. So what are we doing?"

 

Luna watched as Beuce collapsed on his back. "You're one of the people who was screaming and arguing weren't you?" Luna squatted down next to him as she asked. "Do you need any help up?" She stood up and extended her right hand toward Beuce.

 

After slaying another heartless, Glen couldn't help but wonder why the heartless had attacked. Sure, there were keyblade wielders there, but why now? Was the captain's singing really that dreadful? These thoughts and more swirled around in his head as he lunged for another heartless and dispatched it instantly with one flick of his keyblade. Words from the captain's song came into his mind again, and he couldn't help but repeat them as he fought.
"We must be swift as a coursing river" he said quietly as he dashed forward and swung his keyblade once horizontally, only to feign and come attacking down onto the top of the heartless, but it stayed.
"With all the force of a great typhoon" he said, slamming his keyblade full force into the soldier, knocking it back.
The soldier swung back at him quickly, leaping with alarming swiftness. Glen was too slow to avoid the attack, getting hit. He gritted his teeth in pain, the attack stung. "With all the strength of a raging fire" he muttered.
Glen stood perfectly still and held his keyblade by his side, pointed at the ground. To the untrained eye, it would seem like he were simply giving up, and stopping fighting. But to anyone that knew combat well, they would see that the grip he had on his keyblade said different. He was doing his best to be 'unreadable' in his movements. He lunged forward with amazing speed, slashing the heartless straight through the center and causing it to dissappear instantly. "Mysterious as the dark side of the moon" he finished.

 

Etrius walked ove to the sack, watching Kronk scurry away. The guy was insane.. Happy go lucky, and has hallucinations.
Etrius looked over to the sack, and summoned his Keyblade. He slashed open the rope, letting the sack open on it self. Etrius' eyes widened.
"Well screw me over, this guy is definitely the Emperor! Good news is that he isn't dead. Bad news? He's changed. Physically."

 

Raisor just stayed in one spot, for some reason not wanting to get into the battle as much as the others. Normally he'd be for fighting against any kind of heartless to just kill the time, or get rid of some kind of frustration, but this time there just wasn't anything in it. He let a few shadows and other weird heartless come near him while he took his position and swung at them while staying in the same spot. Being self-taught he managed to make a stance where he didn't have to move much, and this was one of the more useful reasons. He saw Glen and Karina pass by a few times behind a few tents, and he knew they were doing just fine; although Raisor could swear he saw Glen singing partly, and he couldn't help figure out why.
As Raisor knocked down a few more heartless, he also noticed Mulan trying to fight as well. What Raisor saw though was not what he would consider fighting. Mulan seemed to be struggling with her own armor, and she didn't seem comfortable with it either. Although he could see why, considering she was wearing men's armor which was heavy and clunky. Raisor was more of the light-armored kind of person, just wearing normal clothing and a coat or something over it, since he would rather have his maneuverability and speed than defensive abilities.
"Hey Ping, if you're having trouble just let the heartless come to you and swing at them." He tried to give advice to her, but he wasn't quite sure if it mattered. He really needed to figure out what was keeping him so mellow, because while he enjoyed being that way, this just felt like it was missing something. There wasn't any feeling in what he was doing lately.

 

Ananta continued along with the group. They stopped once they noticed Kronk had also stopped. Watching as he began talking to his shoulders, having an internal battle apparently, she was shocked to see that he had left the sack. Once Kronk had left, Etrius approached the bag first. Ananta creeped after, not sure if it was such a good idea to look inside the bag. Etrius had a different idea and immediately opened the bag. "Don't you know you're supposed to investigate things first, Etrius?" she sighed deeply. Wincing, she held her side. The injury still stung, but it was mostly healed by now.

 

Cat kept on as Kronk consulted some invisible beings, making sure to stick to the shadows. He decided to leave the bag and rushed back to the palace. Etrius and Ananta moved toward the sack and she inched forward as well, still maintaining a safe distance. Kronk had been skeptical about disposing whatever was in there, so she wanted to be careful. However, Etrius went ahead and sliced the thing open. Ananta scolded him about investigating and Cat moved in for a closer look, still keeping a safe distance since she wasn't exactly in fighting shape at the moment. It looked like a body was sprawled out on the burlap, but it was dark and hairy -- or maybe it was fur. Etrius said that he'd changed physically, but she couldn't explain how such a spoiled brat would have been so unkept. "This is that stuck up little prick? How?"

 

Etrius took a good long look at the Emperor and his new bodily features He was indeed hairy. He also had a long neck, large mouth, hooves, and a tail.
"He seems to have turned to a llama." Etrius said, giving an opinion. "I would say that Kuzco's "dinner party" with Yzma made him become this. But didn't she say something about taking care of him??"
Etrius continued to think. Somthing was out of place. Ymza wanted to take care of the guy. He felt it in her aura. She was hateful.
He pulled out his Tarot deck and pulled a card. His eyes narrowed as he put the deck away.
"Someone messed up with this." Etrius said pointing to Kuzco, "And I'm pretty sure it's Kronk."

 

Eon saw Krunk act a tad.... delusional. He continued to talk to himself about doing something with the bag and the possible thing that's in it. After some time, Kronk abandoned the bag which aloud the group to close in on it. They moved in and to Eon's surprise, it wasn't a human body, it wasn't even dead. It was an alive Llama. Why was Kronk carrying a Llama all the way out here? He looked a tad familiar with his odd and somewhat demonic color scheme as well. Eon just couldn't put his finger on it. It wasn't anything he knew. He had never met any Llama's before.

 

Flora looked over at Ping who was pitifully attempting to fight. In a phrase, he SUCKED. Horribly. She shook her head and continued slicing at Heartless and making sure Ping was okay. She noticed that a Heartless was about to blindside Ping, so she rushed over and sliced it. "You're welcome Ping," Flora said a bit more annoyed than she meant to sound. Now she knew how Karina felt most of the time. I mean, Ping sucked at fighting and Flora was having to look out for him. She didn't mind, yet at the same time her rage made her mind a little bit.

 

For most of the heartless fight, Kel was handling them find on his own. He stayed pretty distant away from the others but was still within catch glimpse of some of them. Mainly Ping who was having some trouble. I hope that she's only that bad due to not having any training. Even if they'd barely done anything in this world, he would expect her to at least know how to fight. Focusing back on the matter at hand, he struck down another two heartless that had attempted to challenge him. Only one person had the right to challenge him and it certainly wasn't these heartless.

 

Steel sat there and watched the shoulder angels arguing. "Interesting." He stated. "A sentient form of social support that exist within the mind... It would work better if he didn't talk to them so abruptly." There appearance was quite sudden after all. Barring this, Steel was disheartened as Kronk ran away. "I suppose I'll get the recipe another time." He sighed. He approached the others as they examined the contents of the bag. "Is the llama really that interesting?" He asked sarcastically. In this form of society, it's practically the same as smuggling supplies; it's like an object." He said for the entire purpose of silently mocking the beings' arrogance. He smiled under his cape-scarf...

 

As more and more heartless started to appear around him, Kel continued to take them down one by one. While he didn't know of the progress the others had made, nor did he really care all that much. What he knew for certain was that the ones around him were dwindling in number, a clear sign that the heartless in the area would vanish soon.

 

Cat saw the llama start to awaken but before anyone could help it or get a closer look, it warned them not to touch. "The hell...?" She spoke up, wondering how a llama could talk, though that took a backseat to the fact that she knew that voice. She'd heard it insulting them not too long ago in that hideous throne room prior to an onslaught from fifty-some guards. She walked towards him and got in his face, not caring that he had a demonic color scheme or could probably bite her face. "You... Your stupid, overinflated ego nearly got a few of us killed." She clenched her free hand into a fist, still holding her bad arm. She was exaggerating, but he wouldn't know the difference. After all, he'd left for his little dinner party while they fought for their lives. "I don't know how that happened, but as far as you're concerned, it's opposite day." She stared him down, doing all she could to make him uncomfortable.

 

Ananta watched the scene in front of her unfold. Taking a closer look at this...llama? Why was Kronk taking care of a llama in a sack? "Did Yzma not want her pet llama anymore or something?" she wondered aloud. Soon enough, as the party approached the thing to help it, the llama spoke! "And...now it spoke?" she sighed. Not only was it red and black, but it also spoke and knew something about personal space! "Llamas don't typically care for personal space. So I'd say this wasn't an ordinary llama." she stated. Cat spoke up, causing Ananta to turn towards her. "Are you telling me that this...thing...is the emperor? That's a load! Why would that guy turn into a llama?" she scoffed. Yeah, he was a bad guy, but him turning into a llama? Preposterous!