And they're back. More action will come in the next chapter.
I don't own anything except the idea.
"Wake up." A familiar voice said.
Maka, Black*Star, and Kid were lying face down in a large circular room with six pedestals evenly spaced around a circular platform.
"Come on, wake up!" the voice said.
The three meisters slowly began to rise.
Kid groaned.
Maka put her hand on her head. "Ow,"
"Damn, what happened?" Black*Star asked.
Their eyes began to focus on a man standing on a light yellow pedestal. They recognized him and instantly went on guard.
"Papa." Maka growled.
"About time you all woke up." Spirit stated. "You were asleep for two years."
Those words sent a volt of electricity down their spines. Black*Star sneered.
"Why should we believe you?" He snarled. "I know I've never slept that long!"
Spirit sighed. "If you don't believe me, look at yourselves!"
They did so and gasped. It was clear that they were older. They were all taller and their bodies had changed, they looked like adults. Kid and Black*Star's shoulders were broader and muscles were bigger. Maka was even more developed than she was before.
Even their clothes were different. Kid was now a more prince like outfit. It was black with two rows of sliver buttons. There was other sliver detailing as well as a black cape, his skull broach held both sides together. He even wore a sliver crown with red jewels encased in it and, of course, his skull rings.
Maka was wearing a bright purple vest that was closed at her chest with black lining. She wore a short black leather skirt. Around her waist was a purple length of fabric that surrounded everywhere but the front. Her white gloves were longer, reaching the elbow.
Black*Star wore a black t-shirt with the right sleeve ripped off to show off his tattoo, his denim jean were frayed at the bottoms. His belt was silver with gold stars all around it. He wore a sweat band that matched the belt. His black leather gloves stayed the same.
"What happened?" Kid asked.
"When the three of you pulled the sword from its pedestal, it locked your souls away for two years in the sacred realm." Spirit explained. "Though you opened the door to the realm with pure intentions, Ganondorf used it in the name of evil and stole the Triforce. The power it gave him was enough to make him an evil king and turned Hyrule into a land of monsters."
"Is my father…?" Kid started.
"Lord Death still lives." Spirit confirmed. "Though not for much longer. Being trapped in the sacred realm for so long slowed the process of transferring the power considerably. It will only take about a month before the rest of the power is given to you."
Kid didn't make eye contact with Spirit.
"Lord Death has been trying to gather the meisters to fight against Ganondorf, but all have lost their will." He continued.
"What about the weapons?" Maka asked.
Spirit turned away from them. "There…are no weapons anymore. Ganondorf has captured them all just like he did with yours. Lord Death seems to think that you three are our only hope."
They were quiet for w few moments as the words began to sink in.
"Heh," Black*Star grinned. "Sorry, old man, but we still got to save our partners!"
Spirit's eyes widened. "Were you not listening to me? Your partners are almost certainly dead!"
"Do you know that for a fact?" Kid asked, his voiced poised an obvious challenge.
"W-well no, but's it's been two years, there's no chance he'd keep them alive that long!" Spirit protested.
"As long as there is a slight possibility that they are alive, we will keep searching until we know for a fact!" Kid shouted.
Spirit flinched; the authority Kid spoke with caught him off guard. His eyes narrowed.
"Even if all you find is despair?" He questioned.
"Even then." Black*Star said.
He sighed. "Fine, Lord Death requires that I help you, so I'll give you my power in the form of this medallion."
He tossed them a medallion that matched the pedestal he was standing on. Black*Star caught it in midair. No one noticed Maka being so quiet. Light engulfed them and they were transferred back to the Temple of Time. Black*Star kicked the stone pedestal.
"I can't believe pulling that stupid sword caused all this crap." He looked around. "Where is the sword, anyway?"
"FOOLS!" a voice from behind them shouted.
After jumping from being startled, they turned on their heels to see what spoke.
"How incredibly…" Black*Star started, "lame!"
"Fools! I am the Holy Sword Excalibur, my legend dates back to the twelfth century." It thrust its cane in their faces. "Do you want to hear my legend?"
"Hell no." Black*Star stated.
"We're in a bit of a hurry…" Kid began.
"Fools, I know all about you're quest, and a noble quest it is." Excalibur said. "A tale filled with adventure, sacrifice, and true love."
They both flinched at the last one.
"Wait, who said anything about-" Black*Star's face was tinted pink.
"HOWEVER!" Excalibur thrust his cane at Black*Star. "Such a task is impossible for you meisters without a weapon. I will be willing to lend you my strength but there are one thousand provisions you must uphold."
He began to name off the list of provisions. Kid put his hand on Black*Star's shoulder.
"This isn't going to end anytime soon, let's get out of here. "Kid told him.
Black*Star looked around. "Where's Maka?"
Kid looked as well. This was the first time they realized the scythe meister was nowhere to be found. They went outside and saw her crying on the steps. Kid walked over and sat next to her.
"Are you alright?" He asked, his voice was gentle.
She looked at him. "Are we really too late? Are they really…dead?"
"We won't know unless we keep looking." Kid told her. "Do you wish to spend the rest of your life never knowing? Are you really going to give up because of something someone just assumed? And Spirit no less. Since when do you listen to him?"
That last one managed to make her smile. Kid stood up and held out his hand. "Come on, we started this out together, we'll finish it together. No matter what."
Maka looked at his hand and then back at him. Her smile widened and she took it. Kid helped her to her feet.
"Right!" She said.
Black*Star watched this from a little was away. He was smiling softly.
"Fools!"
Black*Star's expression turned pained because Excalibur just hooked him in a very sensitive place. Kid and Maka both looked at him.
Excalibur turned to them. "Do you even know where you are going?"
They were all quiet, everyone just stared at Excalibur.
"Did not think of that one." Kid said.
"Fools!" He shouted. "How do you expect to save your partners if you cannot even think of such obvious details!"
He seemed to be yelling at Kid more than the other two. The young reaper gritted his teeth.
"Come." Excalibur said. "I will take you to your destination."
"What should we do?" Black*Star whispered to the other two.
"Beats me," Maka said. "I only just met him."
"As much as I hate to admit it, we'll need to listen to him." Kid stated. "We've been out of this world for two years; I highly doubt things are the same as before."
"Great, so we get to listen to the damn duck some more." Black*Star said.
They followed Excalibur outside to the town they all grew up in. The three meisters were dumbfounded once they saw it was in ruins. There were several ReDeads around the town square.
"No," Maka's voice was weak, "this happened while we were gone?"
"Yes." Excalibur answered. "Death City fell under the oppression of Ganondorf."
Black*Star looked to the side and made eye contact with two ReDeads that were looking at them.
"What's your problem, you wanna fight?" He asked them.
His friends turned to look just as the ReDeads glanced at each other. One of the ReDeads glowed brightly and transformed into a yellow spear. His buddy caught him.
"It's a weapon?!" Maka cried.
"When the hell did that happen?" Black*Star asked.
Kid was stunned, he wasn't able to speak.
"What's wrong Kid?" Maka asked.
"T-that spear…it's Harvar!" He gasped.
Maka and Black*Star both looked closer and saw that he was right.
"Does that mean that other one is Ox?" Black*Star asked.
"There's no time to be talking!" Excalibur scolded. "You must defeat that thing before we can continue."
"But they're our friends!" Maka protested.
Kid's expression hardened. The shadows around him began to move, slowly weaving themselves into blades. The blades took a circular formation with some large gaps in between the knives.
"Russian Roulette: Knife Formation." Kid said.
The blades began to spin wildly before firing themselves at the ReDeads. Being made out of darkness, the blades even pierced through the spear. Both ReDeads collapsed, dead right before them; even some of the ones that were away from them were killed.
"What are you doing, Kid?!" Black*Star shouted. "Those were our friends."
"Exactly; were." He said. "I'm not entirely sure what happened to them, but it doesn't matter, they were not the ones were knew. If we didn't attack first, they would've killed us."
Neither Maka nor Black*Star responded to that, they knew he was right. They continued to follow Excalibur. After what Kid did to their comrades, the rest of the ReDead stayed far away from them. They had no idea where they were going or when they'd get there.
Back at the Death Room.
"Lord Death, they're awake." Spirit said.
"Oh, good." Lord Death's voice was weaker now. "I was afraid I wouldn't see them again."
The mirror flickered on, letting them see their children. Spirit watched Lord Death carefully.
"Was it right to pass on your powers to Kid so soon?" Spirit asked. "He's still pretty young…"
"Youth has nothing to do with it, Spirit." Lord Death stated. "If they are to succeed in saving us, they're going to need a leader that can travel, one that can leave the city limits. So I decided a change in leadership was necessary for our survival. We have to trust that our children are strong enough."
"Yeah…About that…I'm not sure we can count on them." Spirit said.
"Hrm?"
"They said that they're still going to search for their partners even though there is little chance they are still alive."
"Oh, good. I thought for a moment that they'd given up hope."
Spirit's jaw hit the floor. "What?"
"The most they can do for us is to keep going with what they began." Lord Death explained.
"But, they'll only get hurt!" Spirit protested. "I don't get it, why would they keep going even though they'll only find pain?!"
"You haven't figured it out yet, have you?" Lord Death questioned.
"Figured what out?" Spirit asked hesitantly.
"The reason they fight so hard, why they are so determined to continue. They can't stop believing that their partners are alive. If they didn't even for a moment, they'd likely commit suicide." Lord Death explained