The Keyblade War-Breath of the Future

"Thinking? Of course not. What kind of a person do you take me for?" Mixt said in a tone that made it hard to tell if he was being sarcastic or not as he walked through the portal.

 

At the other end was a white room, There where chairs along the wall and in roes threw out the room. There was also a reception desk with a young girl that looked similair to Aia, but with different colouring.

 

Mixt was able to take in his surroundings in moments and continue on, acting like this was something he did regularly. "Hello, I need information on a prisoner by the name of Phantoma. More specifically, any places of residence he's had in the past seven years as I need to collect something he took from me."

 

"One moment" the girl said, after a few minutes "None listed, though his current location is on the sub level seven under max secutity" She said to Mixt.

 

Mixt nodded in understanding "Could you grant me access to speak with him then."

 

Phisoxa only shrugged when she watched him disappear into the portal and decided maybe this could be her chance. She then ran off into the City searching for any possible opposition. She did not intend to go into the portal herself because she knew better then just to jump into open portals that belonged to strangers, but little did she know she was being watched.

 

The girl pressed some buttons and door opened that led down some stairs.

 

"Thank You" Mixt said and walked through, following the provided path.

 

Mixt passed many people that looked like people he knew, but with different colouring and minor features. He even passed people that looked like him.

 

'What is going on here? One is wierd, this is just creepy' Do you honestly think this is just coincidence Evron? 'Maybe...' They are clones, modified from the originals to make it easy to tell them apart. 'I knew that' Why do you even try lying when we share the same heart? 'Because... well... yeah' Very informative answer. Anyway, you should take pride in the fact that our body is here. Means that Robbie respects our skills. How are you so sure this is Robbie? We burned Robbie's remains and then shortly after we encounter Robbie's spirit we find a coat full of ash that sends us to a multidimensional prison that is maintained by clones of people he knew. What part of this situation isn't screaming Robbie to you right now? 'The part where I have no idea what the hell is going on anymore' Fair enough.

As this conversation took place inside Mixt's head, Mixt continued walking to Phantoma's cell.

 

Phantoma was locked in a cell, three walls where physical while the fourth could be seen threw, it could even be passed threw on Mixt's side, but entering the other side drained the person of all their power until they left the cell and they couldn't pass threw the clear wall from the inside.

 

"So Phantoma" Mixt said as he stood outside the barrier "What did you do with the Elixers? You took two, so even if you used one yourself there should be one that remains somewhere."

 

"I didn't drinbk etheir of them, I have been replicaating them, to save a world" Phantoma said quietly, but enough to be heard.

 

Mixt got the sense that Phantoma didn't want to be overheard and leaned against the pillar that produced the energy wall, leaving his face mere inches from the cell. Dropping his tone as well Mixt continued "Which world? And how were you able to continue production? I thought there was no nectar left."

 

"When you have the power of a super dimensional being you have a bigger supply then normal people. I am able to travel to a dimension where this nectar is in excess. Of course the world I'm after is the hive mind's centeral hub. The people I'm trying to save are the Consumers" Phantoma said so only mixt could hear him.

 

"So why have we been at ends with eachother?" Mixt asked keeping his voice low. "It seems easy enough for our plans to co-exist. Hell, yours helps mine pretty directly"

 

"Not really, this will revert the consumers back to their before stage and destroy the nano machines, but the elixer will be drained so they will be like normal people. Even you would be like that. Besides, these ones are just test subjects for my my world, or rather his homeworld" Phantoma said bitterly. "So tell me, did you here the song when you fought your son?"

 

"If you call that music you have the strangest tastes I've ever seen, next to Rako." Mixt said jokingly.

 

"That power, is what will free me from here" Phantoma said with a smile, Slowly a blue glow like the one before started appearing threw out the prision. "Each Dimensional being has a different colour, mine is blue.

 

Mixt did not bother to alert the guards, not that they would be able to change the outcome much anyway. The consumers were an added bonus, but not a real piece to the plot and not worth protecting. However if Phantoma truely had made that many more Elixirs, then Mixt could get a hold of a few of them for his own purposes.