Video Game: Kingdom Hearts SOS: The Road To Light

Luna turned back toward Beuce as she cracked her knuckles and walked toward him. "Wanna say that lie again?" She cracked her neck as she kept walking toward him with a slightly red face with anger. Luna stopped for a second as she focused more towards the situation at hand. "Oh no! Alice!!' Luna turned around and started running toward the Horseman with keyblade in hand.

 

Base awoke with a start. "Krowley and Luna are kissing? Is that why he's walking around without a mask? What does Krowley look like?" Base asked at a pace that surpassed his speech at any other time. "Wait a minute... who's voice was that...?" His eyes blinked to see Beuce looking down at him, and he noticed also that Beuce happened to be sitting on him. "GET OFF! WHAT HAPPENED ANYWAY!" Base pushed Beuce off, furious at the shortness of breath he had because of the white haired individual compressing his lung space with his rear end.

 

About as ungracefully as humanly possibly, Beuce tumbled backwards off of Base's chest. "Well you passed out during our little card fight there, and i woke you up by yelling things that would normally get your attention. It worked too" He said with a chuckle shortly before rising to his feet and offering a hand to Base. "Oh and also there's some kinda sleepy hollow **** going down. Headless Horseman running around and such. He's kinda chasing Alice right now. Our plan is to starve him out until he becomes the horseless headsman, because i mean then he's just a big head. What's he gonna do?"

 

"I think I'd be more afraid of the thought of a giant floating hungry head that eats whole horses and who knows what else." Base noticed the flaw in Beuce's reasoning. "But I think it was a good plan, Beuce." Base stood up and dusted himself off while he caught up with the current events. "I really don't pass out this often." He noted; thinking aloud. "It's strange, really. I think it's even worse since we came here... this place is soooo..." He searched for the right word. "Overpowering."

 

Glen awaited a response, but it appeared that nobody had heard him. He sighed. Perhaps he would have to speak louder, to make sure they heard him. He opened his mouth to practically shout his question once more, but stopped as he saw something in the corner of his eye. Footprints, and lots of them. All headed away from the location he was in, in the same direction that the soldiers had began walking in. Could they be their footprints? "Guys, I found the footprints of the others that left! They must lead to them, lets go warn Shang and save them!" he shouted. Without even waiting for a response, Glen began running at full speed towards the Imperial City.

After some time, Glen finally arrived at the Imperial City. He hadn't looked back once as he ran, assuming that the others would follow him. Surely they had heard him that time hadn't they? He'd yelled quite loudly, so he hoped they had. He didn't have time to wait though, Shang and the rest of the soldiers' lives were in danger. As he entered the city, he spotted Shang walking at the front of the army. Digging in deep, he began sprinting as fast as he could, yelling out for Shang to stop as he ran.

 

Kel had hear Glen when he first asked his question, but chose not to answer him. Figuring that Mulan would be better suited to answering the question, he waited for her to say something. When she'd said nothing, he wondered if there was any clues for them to go off on. hearing Glen shout once more confirmed his suspicions, especially when he saw the foot prints for himself. Perfect, now they knew which way to go.

Seeing Glen run off in the distance caused him to sigh. So people just never learn. Still there was no way that he was going to be left behind so he ran after Glen to the Imperial City. By the time he'd arrived, he could see him in the distance. At least nothings happened yet. But that was no reason to let his guard down so he continued his way in the city.

 

Closing her eyes as a potion is thrown at her, she opened them and noticed hair in front of her eyes. Looking down, Ananta looked at herself and saw she was a llama. "Aw dangly darn, I'm a llama! Oh well, I'll make due." she sighed. Her keyblade appeared in front of her, dropping to the ground as she tried to use her hoof to pick it up. Failing multiple times, she finally gave up and leaned down. Biting the handle of her keyblade, she rushed towards Yzma to swipe at her a couple of times. Hopefully it made an impact.

 

Clay quickly chased after Kross. He had taken off so fast that Clay barely had any time to think. They began a full on race up the stairs, probably not the safest idea, but still fun nonetheless. After a few times around the spiral, the place opened up, literally. The stairs led int a door that was floating in midair in a vast, seemingly endless space!
"Woah! This is amazing!" They view had taken his breath away. "Do, you think it ever stops?" Clay asked, not entirely expecting an answer. As the two ascended further and reached the door, Clay stepped to the side and gestured towards it. "Ladies first." He teased. With a grin on his face, he opened the door for Kross.

 

Beuce held his head after the cat left. "Ugh. My brain hurts every time he's around..." He complained. "At least he pointed us in the right direction...probably." He walked down the path that the cat had directed the party in. Finally he snapped out of his headache, and remembered that there was kind of a sense of urgency in getting there. "You know it's a miracle we get anything done like this." Beuce said to himself with a small chuckle, then picked up his pace into a run.

 

Cat saw a vial coming towards her and summoned her Keyblade to try and block it. She was surrounded in a cloud of pink smoke on impact and coughed. Once it cleared, she noticed that everything around her seemed... bigger? She was also standing on all fours. She looked down at her hands, which were now rounded and noticed that there was a weight on her back. "What!?" It seemed like she was a turtle, which was unfair since Ananta and Eon had become a llama and whale, respectively. She obviously wouldn't be able to charge at Yzma the way Ananta had, so she settled for some spells. She concentrated on Yzma and shouted, hoping she'd be able to get a hit off. "FIRE!" A ball of flames flew toward the woman and made an impact, seeming to hit. "Haha, take that you old witch!"

 

Steel was enjoying this fight... he was practically the only one in it. "You see now, the benefits of Speed?" He said to the others. He turned his attention back to Yzma. He dashed toward her with keyblade in hand; he broke into a slide and sliced at her, then reversed direction and, with another slice, slid back to his original position on the field.

 

Glen started to move from where he was, eager to help the soldiers and take down Shan-Yu, before he heard the voice of Nequa. He spun around, not recognising the voice. One thing was for certain, the woman that stood before him certainly wasn't from the world that they were in. He raised an eyebrow. Was she against them, or was she a late addition to their group? "Who the hell are you?" was all Glen simply asked, still not quite sure whether she was friend or foe.

 

Etrius summoned his Keyblade after the front lines suffered damage. It had been a little long since Etrius battled anyone truly cruel, and Yzma seemed like a big break.
"Break time's over." Etrius said, his voice transitioning to a deeper tone and he concentrated. His skin tinted a little darker, and his eyes darkened from yellow to orange, he spun his Keyblade, holding the hilt at his left shoulder, as he launched himself. With immense speed, Etrius struck Yzma's cannon with a Sliding Dash, and he skidded to a halt, moving a little too fast and touching the wall, and standing, getting in his usual battle stance.

Etrius used Sliding Dash!

 

It was like a race, and Kross enjoyed races very much. The two were tied, and the flights were vast, seemingly endless. He was about as perplexed as Clay was, but that was Kross, he wasn't scared of much, just curious. It was how he tended to know more than some people, when people are afraid of something, they do not understand it, and knowledge trumps that fear. As they ascended higher, Clay voiced his thoughts exactly. He looked at him and grinned."I don't think it does, but it would be fun to see what's on the end, don't you think?" He was antsy, and he couldn't wait to get to the end of the steps. Finally, they had reached a floating door at the end of the endless spiraling staircase. Clay made a teasing gesture and Kross chuckled, choosing to go along with it."My, what a gentleman"He teased back with a bright grin. He saw Clay open the door to what revealed to be a rather spacious office with a desk in the middle of the room. He stepped in, the room had shelves of books and a grandfather clock in the corner, the giant desk itself seemed aged, with good quality wood built into it, whoever ran this place got good materials, there was an almost mystic feel in the room, Kross, being a mage could sense that distinctly. He approached the table and gently knocked on it, cocking his head."So what do you think? Oak? Mahogany? Maybe even Birch?"He asked Clay.

 

Glen tensed up as Nequa vanished and then reappeared, twisting Mulan's arm. Alright, bad guy. Got it he thought to himself. What Nequa said interested Glen though. What was this common goal? She spoke of honour, yet played a game that involved her vanishing and taking people by surprise, just what was the point of it all? He was about to start trying to think of a way to follow Nequa, but it was then that Mulan looked up and saw the emperor in danger.

A low growl escaped his lips. "Shan-Yu" was all he simply said, though he said the word with great bitterness. If the party tried to say anything to him, tried to give any orders or strategise before simply running into battle, Glen missed it, because from the second he saw Shan-Yu he was gone like a bullet from a gun, racing towards Shan-Yu with keyblade in hand and vengeance on his mind.

 

Base went from raring to dazed in the same course of time it took for Alice and the Horseman to simply vanish. He just stood there, transfixed, with his Keyblade ready; but useless.

"...Now what...?" He said to to the quiet room. He'd been pumped for a big fight and all that came to was: nothing. "Sooooo..." In the spirit of comradery, Base allowed his Keyblade to go the same way Alice and the Horseman had gone (Namely: Vanishing) and so much in the spirit of comradery, tackled Beuce to the ground in order to help the two young men get the fight out of their system. "Beuce and Base Boss Battle!" He shouted as he wrestled.