Fellowship & Fairydust

As I watched the two fools talk on their device, I found myself intrigued by what the person in the hologram was saying. Everyone in their world thought they were dead? How was this going to affect them? If they had any sense, they would just go home and forget about this. Now, I had the heart to go and collect…

Wait a minute. Just how was I supposed to hold on to the hearts when I had them? There were seven of them, and I had only two hands. Did that idiot expect me to use both hands for all of them? Guess I’ll have to worry about that AFTER I get what I came for. 

Leaving the two in the hallway, I made my way to the throne room, where inside the first of the Seven Lights was waiting. The fools didn’t even have a guard outside, which screamed a sense of complacency to me. They should’ve known better than to leave something as precious as a Heart of Light unprotected like this. Upon coming to the doors, I prepared to blast them open and rush in towards my prize. 

However, before I could make a move, my arm was grabbed from the side. Turning, I found myself staring at an imposing figure in golden armor with a lion-shaped helmet. Or was it an eagle? “Be forewarned, Mortem. Steal away the light, and you open the door to chaos.” 

“Get off me, fool.” Pulling myself free, I summoned my Keyblade and prepared to strike him down. However, he was gone as he had never been there. That caused me to pause in my attempt. Where did he go? Who was he? How did he know my name? Why did I feel guilty and ashamed of what I said? Why did he make me feel uncomfortable? Whatever. I didn’t have time for this. I needed that heart, and I was going to get it. 

Summoning as much dark energy as I could, I threw it all at the doors and blasted them off their hinges. Everyone in the throne room jumped at my arrival, with the one guard who was inside drawing his scimitar. “Who dares to threaten the Sultan and princess?” 

“If you value your life, get out of my way,” I said as I ran forward, Vengeful Chaos raised to strike him down. However, there was a puff of blue smoke and I found my Keyblade being held down on an operating table while a blue-skinned man with crazy white hair in a lab coat was running tests over it. 

“Great Scott! Marty, I have run the numbers, and I can only conclude this is an authentic Keyblade!” He said in a strange accent. 

Frowning, I channeled my dark energy again and unleashed it on the big blue man, who changed forms when it hit him. Wait a moment. This palace had the protection of a genie! I wasn’t sure how I knew that, but it didn’t matter. Turning to the princess, I smiled. “There you are.”
“Who are you? Are you Mortem?” She asked me.

“So those two did tell you of me. Then you must know why I have come.” Pointing my weapon at her, I prepared to charge in and claim my prize. However, I was blocked by the man who looked closer to her age, who was now brandishing a scimitar of his own. 

Turning to the princess, he said, “Jasmine, run!” 

“Move before I kill you.” I prepared to do that anyway. 

“Oi! Lad. Clear out before I stuff you full of your garbage!” The elder duck said as he hit me in the side with his cane. With a snarl, I forced the one protecting the princess away before I swung to kill the duck. To my surprise, he managed to block me with that cane while a smile appeared on his face. I realized this duck was no pushover but an experienced fighter, and for some reason that made me glad. 

I then heard footsteps behind me. “What’s going on?” I heard the girl from the hallway ask.

“You. Mortem!” Sensing the appearance of another Keyblade, I realized the idiot from before was preparing to attack me. Shaking my head I blasted my attackers back so I could turn and parry the blow of the stupid punk. “You’re going to pay for what you did.” 

Was he serious? I didn’t like this guy because his mind seemed like little more than a broken record. With a swift motion, I kicked the jerk away before leaping up to bring my Keyblade down on him. “Will you shut up about tha–”

“Rasengan!” Something hit me in the side, sending me flying into the wall. Growling in pain, I looked to see the Genie had changed form, this time to some spikey blonde kid in an orange jumpsuit. Turning to the other guy, he said, “Jason, don’t worry. Work hard enough and have faith, and you can be what you want, even the Hokage. Believe it!” I had no idea what that big blue pest was talking about, but I was starting to hate him. 

“Whatever.” The one called Jason growled as he glared at me. Breaking free of the wall, I ran forward to attack them.

“Fire!” The girl cast a spell, making me pause to strike it down with my Keyblade. 

“You want magic? Try this. Dark Firaga!” I threw the black flames at her as she tried to dodge. However, I had remembered to lock on target so she couldn’t get away and took the spell full blast. I could sense I did some serious damage to her as she fell injured.

With a growl, Jason began to run towards me, but in a puff of smoke, Genie was beside him, dressed in black brandishing two swords. “Jason, Al, Scrooge. The only way to win this boss battle is together.” 

“I work alone.” The teen said as he punched the blue guy and ran forward. Holding Vengeful Chaos up, I managed to block his pathetic attack and forced him back. However, the one called Al ran forward and sliced me with his scimitar until I had no choice but to block him. What made it worse was the duck called Scrooge ran forward and grabbed my ankle with the crook of his cane. Pulling back, the old fowl made me cry out as I fell backward, crashing against the floor with enough force to knock the wind out of me. I then found myself surrounded by Scrooge, Genie, and Al, who looked as if they had won this battle. 

Coming up, Jason grabbed me and pulled me up. “Now to make you pay for destroying my way home.” He dismissed his weapon and raised his fist instead. Was he planning on just punching me?
“The Sultan will deliver his sentence.” The guard growled as he came up. 

“This is personal.”
Spitting in his face, I snapped, “If I had the choice, I’d do it again in a heartbeat, but only after tearing your heart out.”
“Shut up, you son of a trytog.” The way he said that made me feel it was something foul.

“Jason! Language!” The girl confirmed my suspicions. 

Clenching my fists, I felt the darkness in me rising to new levels I had not felt before, or if I had there was no memory of it. Focusing on that energy in letting it consume my being, I let out a cry of rage that forced all of them back. As Vengeful Chaos transformed into its bazooka mode, I aimed it at the Genie and pulled the trigger, blasting him back with so much darkness it darkened the room again. 

That’s when I noticed it. My darkness was starting to take the shape of creatures with sleek blue bodies and arrow-shaped heads. The red eyes they had were disturbing to look at, and they slid into the shadows as easily as the Heartless did. Some larger ones also appeared, with bodies built similarly to the Big Bodies, complete with their insignia on them. What in the world was going on?

“Unversed!” Scrooge called out to the others as he whacked one with his cane. Unversed? Is that what they were called? I had to get answers. Opening a corridor behind me, I decided to use this time to escape for now. But I would be back.

And I would make them suffer.

“Hold it!” Jason cried out as he charged towards me, but he was too late. The entrance closed and I began to make my way through the Corridors of Darkness.

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