"Well. That was satisfying."
The group of twelve stared at the fallen colossus. The black carapace leaked blood into the ground, the victors stepping back or floating into the air to avoid getting their shoes dirty. The Witch stretched her arms up over her head with a satisfied sigh. "Huzzah, we've defeated the Black King!" She paused. "…Now what?"
The Thief chuckled while floating in mid-air rather casually. "We still have a lot of work to do." She frowned. "For one thing, the virus is still out there. I need to grab it and lock it away as soon as I can."
"Not to mention the fact that there is the branch of the trolls' and humans' timelines to deal with, the one the virus infiltrated," the Mage said with a frown.
"Hahahaha, you worry too much, dude!"
"For the last time, I am not a dude!" The Mage glared at the cheerfully grinning Heir.
The Heir's brother cleared his throat. "I think the best course of action is to head off to meet with their sessions," the Sylph said. "But we'll have to take our planets with us."
The Witch tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Hm…well, what we can do is…well, let's look at what we've got. We got a Mage of Time, Rogue of Blood, Witch of Light, Knight of Breath, and Heir of Space. Francis redistributes bonds, so he'd be able to shift where the power goes. Antonio exploits direction, so he'd work with Arthur, who understands time, and they'd both make sure we get through Paradox Space correctly. I'd be the one changing and manipulating things, directing it all into Alfred, who'd kick us off on our way to meet up with the trolls!"
The Thief grinned. "Well, little Witchy, how long will it take us?"
"Approximately 3 years. We'd meet up with them just before they crash into the new session."
The Seer frowned. "There's one small problem. If we do this, we'd be out of contact for the next three years."
"We still have Pestertrollian and the dream bubbles," the Heir pointed out. "We'll still be able to keep in touch through that—much safer than me trying to create safe paths between our planets."
The Witch nodded. "He's right. It'll be a pain, but it's the best chance of success. I know I don't want to be apart from Arthur or Tini, but if we have to we have to." She smiled a little sadly at the Mage and Thief.
The Rogue scratched at his goatee with a thoughtful frown. "And what of Siglas? He's locked the virus into his heart, but who knows how long he can hold it? Not to mention how we have to influ…ence…" His eyes lit up. "That's it!"
"What's it?"
"We need to send the other trolls information on what will happen! And the best way is by using Cynzia and Gilbert, with Siglas as the conduit!"
The Prince raised an eyebrow skeptically. "And just how are we supposed to do that?"
The Witch tapped her chin thoughtfully. "Hm…well, let's look at what we got. I've got active manipulation of knowledge and luck. You've got active destruction of Void. And Siglas has passive understanding of…bonds…" Her eyes widened. "Oh, that is genius!"
The Heir waved his hand at them. "Hey, dudes, mind cluing us in?"
"The key lies in our inverses!" the Rogue eagerly explained. "In the inverses, Cynzia's the Seer of Void, Gilbert's the Sylph of Light, and Siglas is the Witch of Breath! She has passive understanding through the void, he'd have the passive creation of knowledge, and last he'd have the active manipulation of direction! By combining their powers, they can send his descendant information, and since his inverse is the Rogue of Breath he'd end up taking the information in his dreams!"
The Thief, by that point, was grinning widely and slightly madly. "Brilliant! It's the perfect way to start!" Impulsively she gave the Rogue a kiss, making him swoon ever so slightly.
"I'll work with Kiku later to try and link our Pestertrollian with both the kids' Pesterchum and the trolls' Trollian," the Mage said. "I don't believe there is anything more that needs to be discussed?"
There was agreement and then lengthy farewells and equally lengthy embraces among both friends and lovers. When they finally separated they started on the next leg of the journey—and hopefully their last.
Hello, Ayla Pazza here with a new fanfiction that is also co-written by my moisprit, Tinibopper! So, I have some notes to give you darling readers before you click the Next button. See, this is a crossover between Hetalia, Homestuck, and Kingdom Hearts; however the primary focus is Homestuck, and Karkat is the main character that is the lynchpin of the entire thing. Elements of Kingdom Hearts will appear, and bits will also appear in dreams/flashbacks, but Sora and co won't make a full appearance until the final act of the saga.
Also! There will be a variety of Original Characters, male and female, and there will be both OC/OC and OC/Canon pairings. I request that you don't just write the idea off, I promise they're realistic with flaws and all the good and bad that makes people what they are!
Definite pairings however are Karkat/Nepeta, Karkat/Kanaya (moirails), Equius/Nepeta (moirails), PruCan, FrUK (probably the strangest moirallegiance you can find), and OC/OC. Might throw a bit of CroKan in there when we enter the dream bubbles, it really all depends on how they write themselves out haha!
Well, that's really all there is to say on the matter, so please enjoy!
