The Keyblade War : Istoria Epanalambano Mono tou

Mixt slashed it with Rumbling Rose

 

Skeith: We cannot beat each other with our powers, but our skills with weapons.
He pulls out his daggers.

 

Mixt smirked "Bypassing the intro? Very well then" Mixt pulled out the Mooncryst and attached it to the hilt of the key double blade. "It's your demise"

 

Skeith; Defusion.
Skeith separated in to 5 replicas.

 

???? : " What buisness to you have here , Lady Phisoxa . "

A old man in a wheelchair sat at the end of the table .

Phisoxa : " I am looking for my teacher , Lazard , looks like my son kicked you off the throne of the Realm of Light . "

She chuckles . There were murmurs among the others in the meeting room .

Lazard : " Don't take it funny , I have been on that throne for hunderds of years . I feel ashamed . "

Phisoxa : " Don't feel bad for yourself Lazard , there is no time for a weakness like that in this war . "

Lazard : " Quite right my dear. "

Phisoxa : " Where is His Majesty ? "

Lazard : " Oh he left , a few minutes ago , I am sorry you came all this way to find him . "

Phisoxa : " No sir , do not feel sorry . "

She bows .

Lazard : " I am afraid dear , that you must make haste , there are those Soldiers who dare call themselves Servants of the Light Realm running around here , and I do think that someone has spotted you . There are also bounty hunters in the gambling and lounge room , they are looking for you . Please leave now . "

He starts to cough alot .

Phisoxa : " Sir what is wrong ? "

Lazard : " I am dying my dear , I fear my time here may be slipping away quickly and I shall join the Farplane. "

Phisoxa : " I feel horrible for you . "

Lazard : " Go now !! Hurry !!! "

He points his finger at the door . Phisoxa bows a low bow and runs out .

 

A solder is outside the door and couthangers Phisoxa.

 

Mixt glacned continuoisly from one to the next. Between the adrenaline and the Suncryst time seemed to be moving in slow motion.

 

All the Skriths jumped at Mixt all about to hit him.

 

Mixt thrust his keyblade into the ground and used it as the pivot point for a spiral kick.

 

All the skeiths but one disapper, he goes flying back. He lands on the wall and startes throwing daggers at Mixt, each one exploding on Impact.

 

Phisoxa : " Damn you all !! "

She draws out her keyblade and runs at him .

Phisoxa : " I am doing this in honor of my friend , Lazard !!! "

She slashes him .

 

The solder goes flying back, he drops a necklace with Mixts orphaniage symbol on it, he gets back up.

 

Phisoxa stops and looks at the necklace .

Phisoxa : " A necklace ??? The signa looks so familar . . . "

She picks it up and looks at it .

 

Mixt summons his Esper Chaos while pushing the first daggers aside with a gust of wind. Chaos creates a tornado, capturing all the daggers that hit it. But some shots still hit Mixt

 

Skeith: Even with your powers I can still hurt you.

Mean while.....
Lauren: Aia, let Nathura have an orb, it is a way to communicat with the others, I have to give everyone one.

 

Aia : " Sure , It proves not use for me anyways . "

She turns back into Nuthura .

Nuthura : " Lauren ??? "

She looks at her .

OOC : What side of the Family is Lauren from ? Cause I know Sylis is from Phisoxa's side .

 

Mixt suddenly dropped through a hole in the floor as Chaos and his tornado vanished sending the daggers everywhere.

 

OOC: Phisoxa's.
BIC: A dark seeker jumps down on Lauren.

Skeith follows Mixt.

 

Mixt was holding wires on the ceiling and wasn't easily visable to Skeith.

 

Skeith looked around, he could not see Mixt. He desummouned his daggers.
Skeith: I know you are here some were.