Next chapter: Sisters, fight as one.
Couldn't decide on a name for this chapter so I decided to emphasise the relationship between Ivy and Yaela, by naming this chapter after them.
Uriel looked at the seals covering his arms and saw more and more starting to glow golden, his keyblade trying to force itself into his hand. He clenched his teeth and rose to his feet, gripping the bars of the cage he was in so tightly they became bent and disfigured. When four of the six seals were aglow with golden light Uriel felt his keyblade appear, appear for the first time in over twenty years. He gripped the hilt and looked down, taking in the sight of his keyblade anew. "Infernus Ascensio." Or Infernal Ascension. The wide golden blade shaped like flames, the white and black blood-like smears marking it apart from all others. In truth, the teeth could barely be described as teeth, more tongues of flame protruding from the edge. The edge itself was strange, flames and waves shaping it, with odd grooves and nicks marring the edge. The guard was a rearing silver wing, the feathers frozen in time. The hilt was pure white, nothing staining the pure colour. The oddest was the keychain, instead of falling below the hilt it was wrapped around the base of the blade, two wings spread wide. One wing was silvery-white, the other blackish-red. The sheer size of the blade was monstrous, more a berserker blade than anything else. The blade was at least six feet, one foot wide and the edge almost an inch wide to inflict as much pain and damage as possible.
Uriel opened his mouth and released all control he had, raw power gushing forth for the first time in over twenty years. His loss of control caused his body to change, age, become more mature. He knew he would continue to age until his body was physically mature, at the age of twenty-one or twenty-six. He closed his eyes and let the change consume him, all his power rushing through his body.
Yaela saw Uriel change, seeing both his immediate future and the present. 'His keyblade is beautiful. Raw and pure, without a flaw.' She watched Uriel age and saw him stand up, both on his hands and knees and already ripping down the wall to help Sora. She shook her head and released her power, her eyes changing to maroon once more. She watched Uriel change anew and she reached out, breaking the bars to the cage containing her. She saw Ivy do the same but Theresa remained in her cage, watching in awe as the most powerful keyblade Master changed to become even more powerful.
Uriel raised his head, his body still changing and stood up, Infernus Ascensio clutched in his hand. He swung his mighty blade and stepped through the destroyed cage, already deciding about helping Sora. But before he did that he needed to reveal what he knew about the past, the true beginning of the World. "There was one power in the beginning, Inferno. And from Inferno the World began, Primal Light and Primal Darkness created. The keyblade Masters were created many millennia after the World began, when Dawn and Twilight had separated from Primal Light and Primal Darkness.
There were four official keyblades in the beginning. Keyblade of Light, Keyblade of Dawn, Keyblade of Twilight and the Keyblade of Darkness. These keyblade were the embodiment of their namesake, each keyblade equal, the very embodiment of peace and balance. They warred often, but never together, always separate. So none ever overwhelmed the others and none ever lost the fight. When their time was short each gave uncounted keyblades to countless people, to take their place and keep the peace.
But there was a fifth, a keyblade more powerful than all others, a keyblade of Inferno. But this keyblade was lost when its wielder died, only reappearing in times of war. And that, is exactly what Infernus Ascensio is, a keyblade of Inferno. The first in over seven centuries."
Uriel sighed and drove Infernus Ascensio into the ground, forcing an unimaginable wave of pressure through the building, making the foundation unstable. He looked at Ivy and Yaela, nodded and then turned his eyes on Theresa, ripping the door of her cage from its hinges. "You're either with us, or with them. And they will die, I will bring an end to the tyranny these Elders have brought, there are many others, others not so corrupt who will accept us. You can come with us, if you wish." Instead of doing what she normally did, which was sulk around before making a decision, Theresa nodded her head and summoned her keyblade, Light pouring from her in waves.
Uriel looked down at the battle below, his eyes seeing what others did not, the amount of power the Elders used compared to what they had used against him. What he saw confused him, the Elders not even using parlour tricks to play around, fighting as hard as they could. "These Rogues really are surprising, forcing the Elders to fight as they are." Theresa stepped in beside him and chuckled, her brow wrinkled as she followed the battle. "Yeah, they are."
Sora looked to his left and saw Riku go down, the Guardian grabbing the Elders keyblade before he could impale Riku. Riku rose to his feet and went back to his fight, battling fiercely against the two Elders, Dawn streaming off him like a rising sun. Sora heard a blade whistle through the air and he skid to the side, the keyblade moving through the place his head had been seconds before. He dodged the second Elders strike and lashed out, sending one Elder flying, leaving the other open for attack.
Sora stretched out his arm and flinched, his shoulder burning, causing the Elder to move out of the way, cutting Sora's bicep open. That cut hadn't been the first, nor would it be the last. Sora felt each wound that marred his body, fighting through the pain. The first wound had been a backhand blow by an Elder, attacking from behind, cutting Sora's right wing to shreds, tearing the thin membrane of skin that made flight possible. The second had been a blow to the head, breaking his mask and cutting his scalp. His mask had fractured from above his left eye to beside his eye, the hole cut into the mask helping the mask break. The shard had fallen, crumbling away, leaving Sora's white skin open for attack. The third blow had been to his mask again, completely destroying the left side and breaking a piece off from the right, his mouth no longer covered.
Sora knew that most of his control came from his mask, his Heartless power kept under control. If his mask broke completely his Drive would end, leaving him completely vulnerable. Sora heard something move behind him and he jumped, his body parallel to the ground, watching a keyblade pass dangerously close to his face. As he was still in the air he turned his head, looking at the Elder who had almost killed him. The man's golden-green armour shone in the light, not a scratch marring the smooth plates.
Sora knew that his power was fading fast, his endurance on the very edge. He decided to give up all his stamina for pure brute strength, hopefully giving him enough time to finish the fight. His power peaked once again, the black material moving down his arm, barely covering his elbows. He felt his wings recede, giving him even more power. He lunged forward and grabbed a Master's arm, pulling. The Master screamed in pain when his arm shattered, keyblade falling from his grasp. Sora grabbed the man's neck in both hands and twisted, the bones snapping. Sora dropped the dead Elder and reached for the next, blocking a slash with his blackened arms, the material covering his flesh holding, leaving him unharmed. Sora pulled his arm back and brought it forward, relying on brute force with his next kill. His fist touched the Elders breastplate, which seemed to bulge outward for a second. Sora's fist moved slightly over the breastplate and the metal gave, Sora's arm going through the man's chest. Sora gripped the Elders shoulder and pushed, the corpse falling off his arm. He sighed and felt Divine Drive lose its power, leaving him weak and weary.
Zack faced the three men before him, Misogi already having tasted their blood. The man he'd injured limped forward, his cut up side leaking blood. Zack leaped forward and brought Misogi's great length and weigh forward, intent on cleaving the man in two. Zack met resistance and he saw the two keyblades blocking him, holding Misogi in place. Zack pushed down but saw the injured Elder rush forward, sinking his keyblade deep into Zack's shoulder. Zack staggered back, Misogi dragging in the dirt. Zack looked at the wound and shook it off, not even caring. He'd been injured four times already, bleeding from three and breathing heavily from another. The Elder he'd slashed to bits had run forward, before Zack had crippled him, and kicked him in the side, breaking at least four ribs. Every time he took a breath it burned, making him think his ribs had splintered and pierced the surrounding muscle and tissue. Another came from an Elder who had taken a risk, running under Misogi as it descended toward his head. The man had rent his keyblade from Zack's right shoulder and down over his chest, ending below his sternum, a shallow but painful cut. The other two had been from the same Elder, in the same move even. The Elder with blue armour had spun on his heel close to Zack, cutting his left bicep and his hip.
Zack dragged Misogi back and healed his wounds, rushing forward as his flesh knitted itself back together, blood still seeping over his skin. He hamstrung the Elder with blue armour and cut him in half, his legs still running a second after he died. He swung Misogi overhead and slammed it into the wounded Elders side, knocking him to the ground. Before Zack could finish him the only Elder he had never touched ran in front of his wounded ally, ramming his shoulder into Zack's gut. Zack wrapped his arm around the Elders chest and squeezed, Misogi far too large to help him. He dropped Misogi and grabbed the Elder, his hand ablaze in light. "Hell Thundaga." The spell devastated the man, his armour melting. The Elder stopped thrashing and was still, a smell of burned flesh coming from his body.
Zack pulled Misogi from the dirt and swung it up over his shoulder, regarding the last Elder with contempt. He walked forward, the Elder dragging himself away, his legs not moving. Zack pitied the poor wretch; he swung Misogi up and over, impaling the man through the chest, killing him instantly. Zack smiled for a second before his legs gave way, exhausted from all he'd gone through.
Riku looked out the corner of his eyes and saw both Zack and Sora on the ground, their fights finished, exhausted from the long day and the many fights they'd been in. 'Two left.' Riku looked at the two Elders before him, one garbed in pure white armour and the other in pure black. Both of them fought with power Riku could only dream of getting, all he could do was dodge their blows, and even those he missed, his skin already covered in shallow cuts. The Guardian had already saved him twice and Riku didn't think he could manage to call upon it again. He deflected a slash to his head and received a cut to his cheek, making him winch. The Elder in black rushed forward, keyblade ablaze with Darkness. Riku doubted he could block the blow, could even dodge it. So he did what his honour told him, 'die with dignity.' Riku covered his own keyblade in Dawn and rushed forward, intent on at least wounding the Elder before he died.
But he would never know how that clash would have ended, Ivy stepping between them, a shadowy shape forming around her. Riku continued with his charge, slamming into the shadow surrounding Ivy, thrown back like he'd ran into a wall of bricks, very hard, very strong bricks. He was thrown back and he watched Ivy scream in hatred, the shadowy form solidifying into an armoured figure, six wings of Darkness spread behind it with a scythe in its hands, a wicked curved edge.
Ivy watched the last fight taking place through Yaela, her eyes focused on her sister's mind. While Uriel was still explaining about the keyblade of Inferno she leaped from the hole in the citadel, her protector already waiting for her, only white eyes and a rib-cage present. Ivy jumped between Riku and the Elder of Darkness, the Elder of Light to her left, both still aiming to maim Riku. Ivy let her long dormant hatred surge, her protector becoming as whole as she'd ever seen him. She grabbed Riku through her protector and held him against her, telling him to keep up.
Ivy turned her eyes toward the Elder of Light and Changed her eyes once more, her pupils blooming forth, moving over her retina's and onto her skin, making her eyes look cut. It was a technique she hated and rarely used, a technique she had only mastered a year previously, almost a decade after she had awoken her eyes. This power was a double-edged sword, it destroyed her just as surely as it destroyed her opponent. Fire burst from her, bathing the Elder in its blood-red inferno. She heard the Elder scream but knew he would not die, her fire far too weak to kill someone as powerful as he. She watched the Elder of Darkness approach and she bid her protector to defend.
Ivy watched her protector reach out, his arm blazing with her fiery power, and grab the Elder, pounding him into the ground beneath them. Her protector brought his scythe to bear and impaled the Elder, only to have it shatter in his hands, the Elder's keyblade blocking the wicked edge. The Elder rose to his feet and jumped back, hanging in the air. The Elder made a triangle with his hands and a faint blue light appeared between his fingers. Before Ivy could wonder what it was the sand beneath her was lifted, sucked into the vortex. 'Black hole.' Ivy moved back, the vortex pulling her upward. Ivy saw Riku slip and fall, his form already moving upward. "No." Ivy grabbed Riku and felt her fear spike, her protector changing once more. Now he had four arms, two with spears and the other with hooks. His wings faded away to be replaced with a Japanese uchiwa. She called upon his help and her protector sank to his knees, his hooks digging into the dirt beneath them. He raised his other two arms and threw the spears, using the vortex to insure a hit. A spear shattered in the air, the vortex ripping it apart, but the other found its mark, piercing the Elder's chest.
Ivy watched the Elder drop his hands and fall, the spear vanishing in a wisp of smoke. Ivy knew the Elder was barely injured, the spear not really existing in the physical plane, rather wounding the Elder's spirit, breaking his will to fight. Ivy watched in dismay as the two Elders rose to their feet, neither injured in any way. She willed her fear to subside, forcing her hatred and rage to take shape. Her protector reared up, his arms melding together to form two, his armoured form strong and impenetrable. A sword and shield formed in his hands, the shield a mirror of reality while the sword was fire made solid. Both were spiritual weapons, the mirror to deflect all attacks without fail and the sword to lull an opponent, bringing them to an end.
The two Elders struck out, their forms ablaze with their power. Ivy willed her protector to defend and he did, his shield held in front of him, the Elders keyblades slamming into the smooth surface, pushing the protector back. Ivy stepped forward, her protector digging his feet into the soil, pushing against the Elders. 'Can't do it. They're too powerful.' Ivy again used her flames, her eyes starting to burn with pain. "Yaela! Help me!" Ivy screamed with her eyes closed tightly, her eyes sore and bleeding. She felt her preternatural flames die, her power overused, leaving her weak. She heard something slam into the ground behind her and she opened her right eye, her eyes having turned back to their normal blue but awash with crimson blood. "Help me sister. I can't win." Yaela nodded to her sister and closed her eyes, her face blanching as she released her own power.
Yaela opened her eyes and regarded what she saw, Ivy half blind and the Elders barely wounded. Her pupils turned white and she saw the future of the Elders, every possible future. She regarded the future and stepped forward, into Ivy's protector. She sank down on the ground and closed her eyes again, preparing to use her third power.
Yaela considered what she knew about her and Ivy's eyes, what their powers actually were. Both of them had three stages, which Yaela affectionately called the basic, partial and full Change. Ivy's eyes were much more focused, much more under control. Her basic power was to focus on anything she had seen before, like a person or Yaela's mind, making it possible to follow Yaela's eyes as she explored the future. Her partial release was her protector, who protected her from the drawback of her final Change. Her final Change was her ability to create cursed fire, which was rumoured to burn for three days and three nights before being extinguished. But using the fire weakened her, made her vision unfocused and made her eyes burn and bleed.
Yaela's power wasn't focused on offence or defence, her power was more based on giving her an advantage. Her basic power was to see sixty-eight seconds into the immediate future, every possible future. Her partial power was to change fate itself, to choose the fate anyone caught in her eyes seven seconds into the future. And in those seven seconds she could determine their next move, every move, making her unbeatable. Her final power was different to the other two, not focused on the future, but on the present. She could influence an event, any event and change it as she saw fit. If she wanted an earthquake in a small area it would happen, if she wanted a bolt of lightning to strike a person on a different world, it would happen. If she suffered a gruesome wound she could will it away, make it merely a bad dream. All reality was an illusion she could change, an illusion only she controlled.
But like Ivy's power damaging her vision for a short while Yaela's power drained her of her strength. If she used her final skill for over a minute she would pass out, not being able to move in any way. If she used her partial for over three minutes she would become paralysed for another six.
Yaela opened her eyes and released her final skill, but only for seven seconds, seven seconds where she also used her initial power, forcing the Elder's to stand where they were. With her final power she created a miniature sun, a sun burning with blue light, but held back with anti-matter, the anti-matter holding the sun's destructive power at bay. She aged the sun billions of years, bringing it to the end of its life. As the sun imploded into a super-nova she brought the anti-matter to bear, making it absorb the dying sun's heat and energy, compressing it into two tiny specks of light, which she moved into the Elder's bodies, shielding them from the outside but not the inside, the anti-matter meeting matter and exploding with the force of a sun's long life, which was great indeed, turning everything within the ball she'd made into nothingness, a vacuum within space.
Yaela watched the layer in space she'd separated from everything burst, the explosion causing it to rupture, the energy the anti-matter contained spilling forth into the world. Yaela used her final power again, breaking the seven second rule she'd set forth, pushing the explosion into a pocket dimension she willed into existence. She heard the faint pop as the pocket dimension collapsed, the energy the anti-matter contained dispersing. She released her final and initial power and fell to her knees, Ivy barely managing to catch her. "It's over. They're dead." Yaela closed her eyes and felt her mind slip into the void, to wander unconsciousness.
Riku watched Yaela kill the two Elders in less than six seconds, only to watch her fall to the ground on the thirty-seventh second. He reached out and Ivy pushed him away, a frown on her face. He looked at Ivy and saw her nod, her eyes still closed. "She's alright. That's good." Ivy sank down to her knees and her protector vanished, Ivy sighing as he dissipated. "It is finished. We can leave, finally."
Sora stood up slowly and walked over to Ivy and Riku, his body still numb with exhaustion. His wounds opened again and blood stained his skin, but he walked forward regardless, clutching his wounded arm. He reached his friends and dropped to his knees, seeing Ivy move her head in his direction with her eyes closed. "Heal." Green light flooded down from above, cloaking Sora and his friends with its warm green light. Sora looked up and saw Kairi standing next to him, the last of the scars she'd received from the torture fading away, leaving her skin smooth and unmarked, a smile on her face. "I guess I missed the fight." Sora chuckled and fell backward, all the stress he'd gone through pushing him down. "Yeah."
Kairi sat down beside Sora and relaxed, eyes half lidded. She leaned into him and kissed him, arms moving behind his neck to pull him even closer. She had just begun to lose herself in the long awaited kiss when they all heard a crash, followed by a dust cloud from the citadel. Kairi froze and even considered ignoring what she knew would cause her a problem when Sora pushed her away, she sighed and pouted, her arms crossed like a spoiled brat. 'Why is it always me? Sure, everyone else can do what they want and get away with it but if I want a kiss the world comes to an end. Selphie saying she'd gonna ask Sora out nothing happens, I smile at Sora and the Islands get destroyed. I hug Sora and he dies. I send him a letter I get kidnapped. Sure, love is blind but it's not supposed to be a blind bomb waiting to explode if I look at Sora.'
Kairi turned around and saw three figures approach, one in definite green armour while the other two were cloaked in black. She waiting for something to happen but when nothing did she rose to her feet and drew her keyblade, deciding to kick fate in the face. 'The world says bite me, I go for the jugular.' Kairi walked forward and sighed, already imagining what she'd do after she took care of the problem. 'I think I'll get a room and lock the door, that way everyone can wait while I enjoy myself with Sora. I don't care if the world is coming to an end, it can wait.' Kairi saw a keyblade appear in each of the figures hands and she started to run, Sora already warning her to not be reckless.
As Kairi ran she willed her coat and bandages away, leaving her Shadow Hand visible for all to see. She ran faster and drew upon her Light, thinking how the figures would like it if they were filled with holes. She ran through the cloud of dust and saw that it was Barst leading the charge, his scalp bleeding with blood staining his otherwise perfect armour. 'I'm gonna enjoy this.' Kairi closed her left hand and drew upon her knowledge of how to use her Light, a ball of dense power forming in her grasp. She threw it forward and it struck one of the black garbed figures, making him stumble and fall. She finally got within striking distance and she swung to the side, driving her keyblade through the standing black garbed figures chest. She struck out with her left hand and pulled the man's heart from his body, breaking it in half. The resulting Heartless and Nobody ran toward the fallen Student, consuming him.
Kairi looked at Barst and stood her ground, both keyblade and Shadow Hand ready to taste his blood. He moved to the left and Kairi mirrored him, circling in an old Mexican standoff, minus the dorky clothes and six-shooters. She saw him dig his foot into the soil and she reacted, jumping directly up, Barst running underneath her. Kairi, almost casually, swung her keyblade down and drove it through Barst's chest, pulling it out a second later. Kairi dropped back to the ground just when Barst fell to his knees, clutching at his chest.
Kairi looked back towards Barst and saw him claw at his armour in a futile attempt to stop the bleeding. "Don't worry, you won't die. It broke a rib but your heart and lungs are safe, as are your major veins and arteries."Kairi walked towards Barst and laid her Shadow Hand against his chest, directly over his heart. "Why did you attack us? And don't even try lying to me, you'll be a Heartless and a Nobody faster than you can blink." Kairi drew her sharp nail down Barst's neck, just cutting deep enough to make him bleed. "The Elders. They ordered us to. We didn't have a choice." Kairi dug her nail deeper into his flesh and he flinched. "They said you can't be trusted. That you would destroy us for pleasure. They were right." Kairi shook her head and Barst drew away, only to have Kairi drive her nail deeper into his neck. "No, most everyone in the citadel is still alive. Sora, Zack and Riku only killed the ones who tried to kill us. And they left most of the Students alive, only killing them when they didn't have a choice."
Kairi walked away from Barst, her last words still ringing in her ears. "Leave, and never try to find us. If you do, I'll kill you." Kairi smiled and heard something slam into the ground behind her. She swung around and watched a fireball come toward her, with enough power behind it to kill her easily. "Kairi!" Kairi turned and saw Sora fly toward her, his arm spread toward her with eyes wide. He landed in front of her and spread his arms wide, willing to take the fireball for her."Sora, no!" Kairi moved to knock him out of the way but the fireball was too close, already scorching her clothes.
Sora stood in front of Kairi and felt the fire burn him, not even a second left before it killed him. He closed his eyes and waited, waiting to die for her. And he waited, and waited...and waited still. He opened his eyes and saw a beautiful woman before him, the fireball behind her, smiling at him. "My son...we meet again." Sora stared and the woman reached toward him, touching his cheek with a light touch. "Wha..." Something stirred within Sora and he felt memories surge within him, surging to return what had been lost.
Meeting Vanitas and Ventus, seeing Xavier, meeting Nyx and Erebus, dying...again. But he knew there were still gaps in his memories, things he knew he shouldn't remember, things that he longed for, things he had grown to depend on. And the precious memories he had had with Kairi, gone and forgotten.
Sora looked up at Nyx and smiled, eyes becoming lighter, a mix between sky blue and white. "Hello Nyx. How long has it been? Three days? Four?" Nyx smiled at him and looked behind her, knocking the fireball that would have killed him away with a flick of her wrist. "One actually. But that is a future that never existed, so we never met. At least not really. So let's get on with the introduction." Nyx drew in a deep breath and seemed to become bigger, her beauty becoming even more evident as she started to radiate pure white Light. "I am Nyx, daughter of Chaos, follower of Light. It is a pleasure to meet you Sora, wielder of the keyblade, user of Light. Ahh I don't care what Erebus said, we have met and we are friends." Sora nodded his head and felt memories rise within his mind, how he had mastered Darkness, how he had suffered for Kairi, his intense training with Vanitas. "No wonder I've felt as weak as I have. My body remembers how it felt to fight Vanitas, the power I used."
Nyx looked at Sora and smiled, the pure innocence in his eyes brightening her dreary day. 'I have forgotten how he can brighten a room with his smile, his confidence.' For her it had been over a century since she and Erebus changed Fate and sent Sora and his friends back to their Island with their memories and powers taken. "Yes...times have changed. And yet you still fight, though to prevent a war this time, not to end it. Sora, I believe it is time I returned your power, as well as Riku and Kairi's. It is only right that I return their memory as well. But I do have one small exception, the power of the dragon is not mine to give. It must be received, not taken. And I have no right to give you Inferno, as it is not mine to give. Not even Chaos, with his vast and terrible power can give you Inferno as it is older even than he."
Nyx touched Sora's cheek once more and kissed him on the brow, his power and memory flowing from her into him. Nyx drew away from Sora and moved to the two others she owed. She kissed Riku on the brow and looked down at the Guardian below him, making it as it should be. The Guardian rose up, gold instead of black, wings spread behind it. Its form was lean and gangly, with much less muscle than it had had when it served Ansem-The-Heartless. Nyx drew away and walked over to Kairi, examining the silver skin. "Shadow Hand. A great gift, but a curse as well. I wish you luck mastering it." Nyx drew closer to Kairi, kissing her on the brow before kissing her lips, giving her some of her own power to aid her if she should need it.
Nyx backed away, smiling as she did, gemstone eyes sparkling in joy. "Sora, to you I give the keyblade Dark Nebula, a keyblade of Darkness. It will protect you from its namesake while amplifying your Dark enhancements. Riku, to you I give what Dawn itself has given you, mastery of Dawn. You can now yet again draw power from the Dusk and the Dawn. Kairi, I have already gifted you. But I cannot tell you what I gave, you must discover it on your own. And to the three of you I say this, fight true, fight hard and never give up." Nyx closed her eyes and smiled once more before she stepped back, her body fading away. "Farewell my friends."
Sora watched Nyx fade away, leaving behind three silent teens, one unconscious girl and an almost blind woman, awesome combination. Sora stepped back and felt his forgotten power flow though him once more, his wounds healing within seconds. He took a deep breath and turned back to Ivy and Yaela, a word of healing already falling from his lips. A bright green light flooded the area and Yaela woke with a start, looking around in confusion. Ivy opened her eyes and blinked, looking into Sora's eyes. "Your...different, what did your mother say?" Sora chuckled and summoned Dark Nebula, the silver blade shining in the sunlight. He saw that the blade had changed slightly, the keychain wrapped around the base of the blade, interwoven between the two shafts. And the red eye had closed, a silver line passing parallel through it, running parallel with the blade.
Sora looked at Dark Nebula and stuck out his left hand, Ultima forming. 'Huh, I can use both. That's...fun. Twice the fun and double the trouble, I like it.' Sora felt heat touch his back and he turned once again, Barst once again trying to kill him with fire. Sora dismissed both Ultima and Dark Nebula and stepped forward, swatting the fireball away with a brush of his hand. "You stupid fool. Nyx herself came here and gave us back power she took from us. And yet you attack us again, knowing that we can easily destroy you." Sora walked forward and raised his right hand, lifting Barst with a thought. Sora felt Barst resist with his own power but Sora clung on, crushing Barst. "And now you will die. Die knowing that I will destroy this world, it has suffered under the keyblade tyranny long enough." Sora drew his hand forward and Barst flew toward him, flying toward his death. Sora summoned Dark Nebula and swung it toward Barst, appearing on the other side like nothing happened. Barst opened his mouth to speak but he choked on something. Sora turned around and turned Kairi with his mind, not wanting her to see what would follow. As Kairi turned Sora looked back, seeing Barst fall forward, his arms, legs, head, torso, shoulders, and everything else falling to the ground separate from the whole.
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