Way to the Dawn

It is the sixth of July, 2064 A.D. and for a moment we must rewind the clock to 1:02 A.M. We find ourselves once again aboard the fast moving shuttle carrying our group of heroes. Turns out the shuttle isn't as fast at it first seemed, not after they hit the Thailand mark and suddenly the engines were overheating because some asshole under Kiryuin Satsuki's payroll skipped on the mandatory maintenance check that week. So now while they are still flying to Istanbul they had to slow down and Sammy had to use her alien science tech to try and fix the flying jalopy, it's not going well and at this rate it'll be about three more hours until they get to their destination.

For Terry the only good news is that Sammy has discovered a strange pod vehicle of sorts inside the shuttle's belly section. It was literally a rocket designed like a miniature stealth bomber, roughly the size of a medium sized car it is built to comfortably house only one passenger. The tech specs clearly show its purpose to drop off a lone operative to a mission start point behind enemy lines. An ideal tool for a now antsy worry wart like Terry to use. While still in his transformed stated he is still recovering from his wounds from the White Queen's blade rendering at less than tip top shape. Like that's gonna stop him now, not with knowing that the White Queen knows where his sister Max is and probably has an operative or two on her tail at this time.

Chibiusa; (On the radio)
"I still don't think this is a good idea, given our luck that crotch rocket might break down just like this shuttle is."

Sammy 64;
"Are you sure you want to do this Terry? You're still not at your best and frankly your sister can take care of herself just fine, she doesn't need you by her side all the time."

Terry Jones;
"I know, but she's my family, I don't want to leave anything to chance. Murphy's Law y'know."

Sammy 64;
"…..yeah….well just don't do anything stupid alright?"

Terry Jones;
"I'll try not to. Let's do this."

Chibiusa;
"Godspeed Terry."

A hole opens up in the shuttle's belly, after which the pod vehicle is lowered within a frame holding it in place while it starts to fire up. The frame then opens up and just like that the pod vehicle is on its way. There was no other way needed to explain the insane speed of this pod other than that it was like a bat flying out of the pits of hell. Hopefully Terry is able to control that thing on its course towards Istanbul, looks like one hell of a bumpy ride…

Jumping back ahead the time is 2:07 A.M. Back in Istanbul itself and at some random street near the docks, the young boy known as Sora Valentine is waiting on a scooter he "commandeered". It seems he is just sitting there doing nothing, his eyes closed he appears to be in a deep trance. Not so much sitting in the scooter seat he is on the footplate halfway in a fetal position grasping that Keyblade of his tightly to his chest like some kind of plush bear. It is a rather pitiful sight to behold, to Riku it is damn near pathetic seeing his partner in crime looking like such a child.

Riku Wesker;
"Please tell me you're not just sitting there."

Sora Valentine;
"She's on her way to these very docks, my 'friends' will see to that."

Riku Wesker;
"Well okay then. Still, what are you even doing?"

Sora Valentine;
"I'm just sitting here peaceful so I can concentrate okay?"

As no one is sitting on the scooter seat Riku goes ahead and sits in it himself.

Riku Wesker;
"Y'know I'm worried about you right?"

Sora Valentine;
"Yeah I know. I'm just…..I'm just trying to sort shit out."

Riku Wesker;
"You've had over seven years to sort shit out. For the love of Walt you haven't even awaken that Keyblade yet."

Sora Valentine;
"You talk as if I have a set time limit or something. I don't want to rush things."

Riku Wesker;
"Maybe you should, you've been like this ever since we've come to know Kiryuin."

Sora finally opens his eyes, looking straight down he has a very melancholy look that Riku picks up on.

Riku Wesker;
"You're still hung up on what you saw in her heart?"

Sora Valentine;
"….how could I not be?"

That answer did not sit too well with Riku.

Riku Wesker;
"…why are you even here?"

Sora Valentine;
"…Lady Satsuki needs my help, I'm here to fight for her."

Riku Wesker;
"Oh Jesus Christ that's not even what I asked. What is it you get out of all this? What do you get out of bringing down the Beast? What are you fighting for?"

Sora Valentine;
"…..I already told you what I'm fight for."

After that last retort Riku now has a nasty scowl. But while he's now frustrated he does not outright snap on Sora, instead he just gets up off the scooter seat about to leave.

Riku Wesker;
"…well then nevermind. Where's Max?"

Sora Valentine;
"She's about a half a mile from here."

And with that Riku starts to walk away.

Riku Wesker;
"You keep on her, I'm gonna go check up on the WASP forces and make sure they don't come our way."

Sora Valentine;
"I'll take care of Max."

Riku Wesker;
"If you need my help at any point, I'll be there."

Sora Valentine;
"Yeah…..I know….."

Max is currently ducking behind a back alley of the city. It is a darkened section next to the back door to a building, it is here where Max is looking over what remains of her makeshift arsenal. A radio detonation device and a couple of disc shaped mines, there were two pistols, a few grenades, a rather small shotgun with a weird attachment on the end, an assortment of arrows and most fortunate of all the Minerva. A most fearsome bow made from a shining metal of sorts with a blackish gray hue. The ends of the bow were tinted red, it looked like bladed weapons were built right into the bow itself. Three strings that shimmered a beautiful teal like blue were attached to this bow.

This bow was her guardian angel now. Once before she was every bit a helpless girl who would need a prince to rescue her, just a complete human who could never stand before gods or titans. But now after having used this weapon twice before she is no longer just a weakly human, this bow had tempered her into something a bit more tougher, someone who doesn't wait to be rescued even if it would be nice to have someone come to her aid. She knows help is not coming for her, from the very sounds of gunfire echoing throughout the air from miles away she knows her companions and their armored men are caught up in their own struggle. With how this night has been going thus far it's probably some bullshit like Giant Ursula or the dragon from Sleeping Beauty, and speaking of such bullshit once more she finds she has some otherworldly visitors that are all too familiar to her. Two chipmunks, one in a jacket and hat the other with a big red nose, buck teeth and wearing a Hawaiian shirt.

Chip;
"Nice artillery you got there Max."

Dale;
"Gee I bet you could fight off a whole invasion of mutant zombies from Mars with this get up!"

She's already loading a clip into one of her pistols.

Max Jones;
"Or at least a couple of nosey rodents."

Chip;
"Why are you even bothering to run? You're not all that hard to catch up to. This whole business is meaningless."

Dale;
"Yeah, wouldn't it be easier to just come quietly? It's not like we're your enemy or anything."

As a retort to that last statement, Max simply chases the vermin away with several shots of her pistol. The chipmunks scurry away from her sight.

Max Jones;
"Christ, I never thought I'd be literally trying to kill my own childhood."

With the exception of one pistol and the bow she loads all the weapons and ammunition into the Minerva's carrying case strapping it to her back with some hoisting straps she had on hand. With a pistol in her pocket and the bow in hand she starts making off for God knows where, her destination is unknown to her and of little concern to her, just as long as she can get away from her pursuers.

She is already making her way along the back alleyways of some commercial district overlooking a nearby park. Then suddenly she can hear the sound of some mechanism coming from above, she looks up and can see a very odd flying contraption. Its main body is a soda pop bottle, it has flapping wings, suction cups for landing gears and a red balloon tied to it giving it the capability of flight. Its passengers include a little mouse with goggles and a brown rat in a coat.

Max Jones;
"Yeeeeeeah no."

With just one pistol round the flying contraption goes down easily disappearing into the shadows. She continues down her way around one of the corners, and then she goes around another and wouldn't you know it there's that flying contraption again this time now carrying those two chipmunks from before.

Max Jones;
"Oh c'mon!"

And once more she is off into more of the inner backstreets of then city, unbeknownst to her there is a screaming black thing shooting through the sky like a bat out of hell. If one were to get a good look at the thing they would see a black pod vehicle of sorts. It disappears just as quickly as it appeared and if you listen close enough you could here the sound of a rocket crashing hard somewhere in the city.

It is about ten minutes later, after all this time waiting around for his quarry to come to these very docks Sora finally sees a sign she is here. On the ground are two dead bodies, both are cartoonish anthropomorphic animals in human clothing, one a duck the other a dog with buck teeth. They were both shot right in the head, looking at them Sora is rubbing his own forehead as it is aching for some reason. She passed by here and is hopefully close by, he then closes his eyes as he stands there emotionless. He looks like he is trying to listen to something, something only he can hear….

Sora Valentine;
"You should have picked a better hiding spot Max! Second boat on the left of Dock 2's main pier. The blue one that's about slightly bigger than a Ford pickup."

There is no answer. Growing a little impatient he decides to approach the boat he pointed out confident he has Max cornered.

Sora Valentine;
"C'mon Max, out of the boat now!"

He looks over on the port side of the blue boat, he finds no one inside…had he checked the red third boat right behind him he would have found Max now peaking over the starboard side with her shotgun primed and ready for a shot. She lets off a round, she misses on purpose. With his heart about to jump in his throat from the sudden shock he quickly jumps into the blue boat, a few more rounds into the side of the blue boat forces him right back out on the starboard side. He now stays out of sight not willing to give her anymore clear shots.

Sora Valentine;
"Well, I was half right. You are in the third boat to the left….."

Max Jones;
"I really don't care but I'll still ask, why is it I can't quite shake you off my back?"

Sora Valentine;
"I can track your heart."

Max Jones;
"Oh Jesus Christ you're not serious are you?"

Sora Valentine;
"You can be surprised how much sound a beating heart can give off, I have very good hearing. Hell if Riku were hear he could track you by scent."

Max Jones;
"You must be so proud of yourselves."

Sora Valentine;
"There is nowhere you can go in this city where we can't find you."

Max Jones;
"And yet you still can't actually catch me, you had your chance back on that train and you blew it. You don't get a second chance."

Sora Valentine;
"You really think that small collection of peashooters will help you?"

Max Jones;
"As you just saw for yourself, I won't hesitate to pull the trigger like you did."

Sora Valentine;
"..."

Max Jones;
"This is your last warning kid, back off or I will kill you."

Sora Valentine;
"I'm not your enemy."

Max Jones;
"Save it Spike, we already went through this tap dance already. I'm not going with you and that's final, be sure to give that Lady Satsuki Kiryuin bitch my best regards."

It seems that once more, the two are at a stalemate, this time the odds are in Max's favor…or at least they were for a moment. There is a sudden deep rumbling beneath the red boat followed by intense rocking, before Max even realizes it she notices the world outside of that red boat start to sink, a clear sign the boat was rising into the air. Taking a gander of the port side Max finds out the boat is being raised up atop a whirling pillar of water. As this is happening she then hears a deep thundering laughter, off the starboard side she can she another otherworldly being. Another giant entity, this one an obese hag with purple skin and white hair wearing a tiara like crown upon her brow, this creature holds in hand a golden trident that crackles with energy, her entire lower body is that of eight black octopus tentacles coiling and whipping about every which way they can. Like all of the other beings she has encountered this one is just as familiar to the once more bewildered and frightened Max.

Max Jones;
"OH C'MON!"

Ursula;
"You pitiful, insignificant FOOL!"

As he is wondering what the hell is going on Sora then sees Riku up on top of a high traffic light frame. Sora quickly leaps up on the same frame, being right next to Riku he grabs him by the shirt collar with both hands, fiercely looking him square in the eyes.

Sora Valentine;
"What the hell are you doing Riku?! We're trying to catch Max Jones not kill her!"

Riku Wesker;
"We're officially out of time Sora! The Beast is here!"

Sora Valentine;
"What?!"

Riku quickly forces Sora to let go of his collar.

Riku Wesker;
"Yes! The Beast is in the city looking for Max! In fact I saw him already heading this way! No more fucking around, I'm gonna flush her out you use the Keyblade!"

Sora Valentine;
"But you're gonna kill her!"

Riku Wesker;
"I know what I'm doing, I have complete control-"

Ursula;
"-the sea and all its spoils BOW TO MY POWER!"

The swirling pillar of water then starts to shift to the side, it soon grew into a full on whirling vortex of water that surrounded the great Sea Witch. Max is now trapped inside that boat with her arms wrapped around the pole of the swiveling driver seat. The vortex's horrifying speed pulls the vessel so hard that just having a single finger slip with spell the end for Max. Trapped in this newfound cage of unrelenting torture and terror she cannot help but scream in despair. As her screams echo on the boat seems to vanish without a trace into the very raging waters.

Ursula;
"SO MUCH FOR YOUR FIGHTING VIGOR! I HOPE AT LAST YOU SEE THE FUTILITY OF RESISTING LITTLE MAX, WHAT CAN YOU DO AGAINST US NOW?! SUBMIT TO OUR WILL OR BE DESTROYED! CAST ASIDE BY THE CRUSHING FORCE OF JUSTICE!"

The great big Sea Witch claims victory and blissfully lets out a massive cackle, so enveloped in her glee that she does not even see the incoming object falling right for her at a breakneck speed.

Terry Jones;
"Crush this asshole!"

In barely a blink of an eye the Sea Witch is forced hard into the ground by a giant shipping container…filled with about three or four steam rollers all with the factory sticker still on them. Each one contributes its entire weight into the impact, that big tentacle bitch went down hard. But still the monster gets up seemingly unscathed, slowly rising once more and still sporting a shit eating grin.

Urusla;
"How pitiful! As if a mere bonk on the head could possible stop me! You'll have to do better than tha-"

Terry Jones;
"WRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"

And with that Terry plunges his armored fist right into the Sea Witch's head, the sudden blow causes the otherworldly being to start flickering like television static. Suddenly gripped in both pain and dimensional flux the Sea Witch is no longer smiling, her mind suffering severe damage from that last hit.

Ursula;
"HOOOOOOW POOOOOOOOINTLLLLLEEEEEEEESSSSS…SSSSSSOOOOOOO FEEEEEEBLLLLLLLE…YYYYYOOOOOOUUUUUU AAAAAAARRRRRRE SSSSSOOOOOOO WWWWWEEEEEEAAAAAK…."

Looks like delusion has taken hold of this damaged being, the incoming hurricane of Terry's fists right into her skull will be quite the dose of harsh cold reality. Once more Terry's efforts have forced the creature down on the ground but this time it looks like the creature is not getting back up. And with that the raging water vortex has died down, the fallen Sea Witch's head is now completely caved in to the point whatever is inside is now complete liquid like mush. Terry now stands before the fallen monster looking her square in the one bulging eye still remaining.

Terry Jones;
"How about that calamari face? Am I still 'too weak'?"

The lifeless Sea Witch fades from this reality.

Terry Jones;
"I thought so."

That last bit of action comes right back to bite him, his legs suddenly feel numb and as he has to go on his arm and knees he feels the wound he got hours before acting up again. He was told not to do anything stupid in his damaged state but like an impatient idiot he has to go in guns blazing and go putting himself near out of commission already. He has to give himself a moment to let the pain pass, he hopes that Max can hold out for just a little longer.

Frankly Max could be a lot better at this moment, having just went on a literal roller coaster ride from hell her very equilibrium is quite unstable at this time. Being soaked wet her body is now heavier than usual, it's a miracle being pummeled by all the water entering the boat didn't injure her, she tries to gather up her things and makes her way out of that boat. Her momentary heavy weight and fatigue has her crawling on all fours and merely falling out of the boat onto the hard concrete, lucky for her the drop was only about four feet down. She now lies on her back trying to catch her breath and could not be an even bigger sitting duck if she tried….

Sora;
"Hey Max."

And there he is the little bastard who possesses the Keyblade, once more holding it right to Max's head. This time Riku is there standing about twenty feet away, having an impatient audience is putting more stress on Sora to follow through.

Riku;
"C'mon Sora, just do it!"

It would be so easy now, Sora's quarry is even more laid out on a silver platter than before, once more he has her at gunpoint and is just a trigger pull away from sealing the deal on this hunt.

Max Jones;
"You still can't do it can you?"

Sora Valentine;
"What makes you think I won't?"

Max Jones;
"Apparently you have too big a heart to go through with it. I'm starting to see that now."

He does not know how to respond to that last retort, he just bites his lower lip out of frustration.

Max Jones;
"I know people have suffered because of the power my brother wields…..but so has my brother, so have I. Who are you to decide you're the only ones who are suffering? What makes you think you're even in the right?"

Sora Valentine;
"..."

Max Jones;
"Well?"

Sora Valentine;
"….why don't you save your questions until after you meet Lady Satsuki in person?"

Riku Wesker;
"No goddammit! Just use the Keyblade on her!"

Sora Valentine;
"We have her dead to rights Riku, we can just bring her back to Lady Satsuki….frankly she would want us to bring Max back to her unharmed and unaltered."

I cannot say for sure how many times Riku has heard this exact kind of talk from his counterpart, what I can't tell you for sure is that he has finally had enough.

Riku Wesker;
"You're always going on about what Lady Satsuki wants! Ever since you've seen what was in her heart you've been nothing but a damn dog! What is it about her that has you so hung up about her that you'll jump off a cliff for her if she asks?!"

Sora Valentine;
"You know damn well what. You've also seen what is in her heart, I showed you remember."

Riku Wesker;
"…yeah, I have seen what is in her heart…and unlike you I didn't let it domesticate me like it has you!"

Just then there manifests a small fog-like energy in Riku's hand, it starts to take the shape of a bat wing as it increases in density until it at last becomes solid matter. Now he brandishes a literal batwing sword that surges with a black electrical pulse.

Riku Wesker;
"And unlike you, I am still clear headed enough to know what must be done for the sake of our world!"

With a single swing of his dark blade Riku unleashes a black kinetic wave that forces Sora right into a nearby lamppost. As he walks towards Sora he gives one passing glance to the still grounded Max.

Riku Wesker;
"I'll deal with you in a moment."

Sora Valentine;
"What are you doing?!"

Riku Wesker;
"What you won't…but first I'm taking that Keyblade!"

He raises his hand forward, clenching his fingers he seems to be beckoning the Keyblade in Sora's grasp to come forth. Even with Sora still holding on tight the Keyblade starts to move on its own, for a moment it tries to pull itself free, trying to go towards this possible new master. But to no avail, with sheer force of will and one good tug with his arm Sora puts the Keyblade back in its proper place, readying himself for combat. He does not want to fight but knows that he cannot reason his way out of this collision. Though they face each other as enemies, neither has any hatred in their eyes.

The two clash weapons together, sparks literally flying from the friction of colliding metal. After a brief little game of blade tug o' war they start swinging, a few swings later and Riku tries to go for the Keyblade once more this time with his bare hand, when he grabs hold he is then pulled in by Sora and given a solid jab in the stomach. With a full 360 degree spin he sends his opponent right through a nearby book store window. It takes him a little bit to shuffle his way back on his feet after being momentarily buried in a pile of books and a few shards of glass, after that he and Sora stand facing each other, still no hatred in their eyes to be found.

Riku Wesker;
"I'll ask you again, what are you here for?!"

Sora Valentine;
"Do we have to go through that again?"

Riku Wesker;
"Maybe. You're not right in the head right now."

Sora Valentine;
'"Says the guy attacking his own friend just to get the Keyblade! You're the one not right in the head!"

Riku Wesker;
"We'll let the Keyblade be the judge of that…."

With a wave of his dark blade he brings up a small gust making every book around him rise up and levitate in mid air. Then with a thrust of his blade forward he sends those books flying right at Sora who starts charging forward swinging the Keyblade, each swing knocking a book out of his path. Once more he clashes blades with Riku, the two once more trading blows and grinding their hunks of metal together with sparks flying. But unbeknownst to Sora the books were still a factor in this fight. They started to come apart at the seams becoming a whole mess of pages, all at once Sora finds himself unable to see through the storm of paper, then all at once the paper starts to swirl closer around him and outright bind his body. He looked like a damn mummy by the time all that paper bonded to his entire body, and then before he could even react to Riku grabbing his Keyblade he then feels two feet going right into his torso hard, immediately loosening his grip on the Keyblade as he then goes skipping along the road into a nearby wall.

Even after such a hard tumble he did not stay down, desperately ripping off the book pages he immediately gets back on his feet and tries to call his Keyblade back to him…..but as he raises his hand to beckon it he doesn't even recognize it anymore. It has taken on a brand new form, the main blade is a red bat wing, the key teeth a smaller white angel wing. It was a horrifying sight to Sora, seeing that Riku had indeed taken the Keyblade for his own. Interestingly enough there is so sense of victory or smug accomplishment on Riku's face, if anything now being the new master of this magical weapon fills him with seething frustration and disgust….none of it towards the weapon's previous owner.

Riku Wesker;
"There should have been no way I could have even taken this from you at all. But now the Keyblade is mine, BECAUSE OF HER! I knew that bitch Satsuki was a bad influence on you."

Sora Valentine;
"Impossible! That Keyblade is bound to my will!"

Riku Wesker;
"Your will? Don't you mean Lady Satsuki's will? You've become such an obedient dog that you've pretty much lost your own original will. Why else would it finally evolve to a new form the moment it accepted me as its new master? My will is still my own…unlike you I have my shit together…"

It literally felt like the person he loved most was just turning around and tearing his heart right out with a spoon. Such a heartbreaking moment should have already caused Sora to let out a flood of tears, but with a single punch to the hard concrete ground he forces himself not to cry. He tries to focus only on the pain he inflicted on his own knuckles to keep him from falling apart in front of his friend….it is not working completely…..

Sora Valentine;
"…you…how could you do this to me…..?!"

Riku Wesker;
"You did this to yourself by being so weak! For letting that bitch make you so weak….."

Riku turns his back on Sora and is about to leave him behind…..

Sora Valentine;
"You…..…you hated Lady Satsuki this whole time, didn't you?"

Riku's hand tightens around the reformed hilt, one of his fingers happens to tight around a jagged point too tightly cause a small drip of blood to appear.

Riku Wesker;
"Not at all….I just never had any faith in her. I mean for Christ's sake she is host to a Tyrranux Core, a sample of that Beast's genetic material that has all but reformatted her into a being just like him. And when he's finally gone, she'll just end up filling the void and could possibly be even worse than he ever was. I might as well kill her myself before that happens, she is nothing but a dire liability to the world."

Sora Valentine;
"So that's it then? You gonna betray our friends out of necessity?"

Riku Wesker;
"I wish I didn't have too, but nobody ever said fighting for justice had no repercussions. If I have to do the unthinkable to save the world then so be it. I'll walk the path of darkness to reach the dawn…."

And with that Riku starts to walk away, leaving Sora behind. He doesn't even think of going after Riku. Without the Keyblade he's just some powerless kid, what can he do anymore? All he can do now is go to some nearby corner and sit in a fetal position. He does not even bother to break out in tears or nothing, he is just completely silent.

Max had long ditched the two of theme while they were having their lover's quarrel. Riku is already on his way into another part of the city, his unique abilities allow him to pick up her scent no matter where she goes, curious enough it leads him into a nearby convenience store. Why she was even here is of no real concern to him, the only thing he notices is that the fire extinguishing sprinklers were tripped throughout the whole store, perhaps she caught on that he is tracking her with his nose and is trying to hide her scent by getting even more wet. It obviously didn't work, the trail is still quite clear to him as it leads throughout the store and right back out the front door. He casually walks back out leaving the store behind, he did not even bother to investigate the store, had he done so he would have come across a whole mess in the gardening area where bags of planting soil are split open and all over the floor.

And so we now find the scent trail leading down another back alley, after about two sharp turns Riku finds himself going right back out into another city street…..where he finds the trail leading right in the middle of the road. The trail leads him right to a pile of cloths, every casual article of clothing she was wearing was here in front of him, even her shoes. The trail barely goes passed this pile of clothes, seeing how it fades out he can tell she managed to temporarily mask her scent enough to put him back at square one.

Riku Wesker;
"You just had to tell her I could track her by scent didn't ya' Sora? I outta go back and smack that dumbass in the fa-"

Suddenly out of nowhere in comes a speeding sports car headed right for Riku. The boy shows no concern for this incoming car, in fact with just a single swipe of his newfound Keyblade he slices it right down the middle and lets the two halves pass right by him. He shows such a lack of concern he just simply looks down with a look of mild annoyance on his face…..of course if he were paying attention he'd notice that the car was driving by itself with the foot pedal held down by a crowbar and that the right half's back seat had a remote mine primed and ready on the seat cushion. Said mine then goes off sending Riku right into the left half of the car, the force is so strong it sends the whole half spinning right into a nearby subway tunnel entry. After a very rough tumble Riku now finds himself crawling out of the metal trashheap, as he gets his bearings he looks up and spots Max standing at the top of the stairway. She is all but nude right down to her panties, her entire body covered in makeshift mud, she is wearing a pair of summer sandals to replace the shoes she had to discard with the rest of her clothes. Her bow Minerva is already primed and ready, she lets off a single arrow right for Riku who decides to simply shield against it with his Keyblade. He thinks it's a harmless little grenade warhead that'll barely make a loud pop…..

The explosion fills the entire subway tunnel entryway, a great roaring flame shoots outward and towards the sky at a diagonal slant. Max had already made a mad dash towards the side to escape the blast. Ducking behind a truck she preps another arrow with the same warhead as that last one. Keeping herself as hidden as she can she has one eye looking just over the front hood of the car, she spots Riku coming out of the dying flames. She doesn't hesitate to take her second shot and once more Riku shields against the shot. As the arrowhead impacts the very side of the Keyblade, a great roaring explosion sends Riku flying back through the air. The explosion is so massive that Max once more has to duck for cover behind another nearby car just a little farther away to escape, she figures that's enough of the big booms for a while and breaks out a less flashy kind of arrowhead ammunition. She readies another arrow and stands back up ready to take a shoot, trying to see past the dying flames for her target….but instead of the boy with silver hair she sees only the Keyblade headed right for her on its own. The little fucker tossed it from far away like a javelin and in mere seconds it will hit its mark right for Max's forhead….

She could suddenly feel someone pushing her to the side out of the Keyblade's trajectory. There is a great flash of light following the chiming sound of an ethereal power activating. Max had been pushed onto her side and now is picking herself up off the ground, as she does she looks over to see who it was who pushed her out of the way. To her horror she sees Terry suspended in midair held by some green deathly aura, he is completely in a trance almost like he is being gripped by some inescapable and deep sorrow. And then there was the Keyblade, also floating in mid air it was touching Terry's forehead, the source of the dark magic taking hold of the reptilian brat.

Max Jones;
"T-Terry?!"