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He was there, motionless. If that armor had a body within it, the face would be an expression of deep thought, concentration and above all. Rage.
That fated battle was playing in his mind continuously. It all began with a dream. The three of them were together, happy and looking forward to the day that would be held the Mark of Mastery. So they trained. Even Ven that was not going to take it trained with them.
Ven...
The young boy was so much different than he was when he first arrived at their home. His eyes were void, emotionless. With time he was a younger brother to him and Aqua. Terra even gave him his sparing Keyblade. They spent a lot of time together. Sparring, laughing, getting scolded by Master Eraqus and then Aqua would try to convince the Master that the punishment that was given them was too harsh and that she would keep an eye on them from now on.
Aqua...
In the most common groups, a woman was the one who actually had a brain and tried to think before leaping. Well, that was true in this case. He used his muscular body and strength to battle and was proud of it, whereas the young woman was the most tactical warrior of the trio. Mostly relying on her magic to fight, he was the one that acted as a support while Ven and him attacked. It was like that when they defeated that Unversed on Radiant Garden. When he was being tricked by Xehanort.
Xehanort...
He would pay. For everything. Everything. He tricked him until the very end. Made him kill his own Master Eraqus. In that day, the Master was pointing his Keyblade at Ventus, telling that he was going to meet his end at his hands. Nobody would hurt Ven, nobody. So they fought and at the end of it, he realized his mistake. He was proud himself for not crying, for being strong. But on that day he cried. He cried when he saw the body of his Master, no, Father, vanishing and their home being destroyed.
Master Eraqus...
The man that raised Terra since he was a boy. The man that beside that scarred face and stern look had a great heart and wanted his students to follow his teachings. Some would say he was blinded by light, saying that darkness could not exist in this world. He and Aqua would listen to him many times, learing many things. The Master always said that he saw them as his own children and when they fought, that single tear that escaped his scarred face... That tear held many bad feelings. Rage, sadness, pity but the one that on top of them all was failure.
And yet, here he was... Standing on that field devoid of life, pretty much like himself.
And then they came. He could feel something in that boy that was with his companions. But where was the other one that he chose? And then, a Keyblade. He was could feel something from him. Xehanort. He was sure it was him. And so they fought. In the end, the young boy won . It was his power. That's what he felt. But this boy also brought another feeling... Somehow, that young boy standing in front of him gave him hope.
"I'll make things right. And the tree of us will be together again."
Yes, they would. Someday.
A/N: So, I was fighting him again and I thought: Heh, why not? He could be pretty sad. Don't forget to leave a review. It helps a lot. See ya :D