The Fight For My Friends – Ventus
Dodge roll, dodge roll, dark spiral, doge roll again – how am I dodge rolling, anyway? Vanitas broke the floor somehow, and we're fighting in the middle of the void. There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide. Not that I could hide if I wanted to. My friends need me.
He rushes at me again and again, and I'm getting weaker. My muscles have never ached this much, not even when Terra challenged me to a race all the way up and down the summit. Since Vanitas forced a d-link, I haven't been able to use my curaga spells. If this was any other fight, I would have given up ages ago. But I can't now.
I can tell he's about to give in too, I weakened him plenty already, but he keeps coming at me with all he's got. There's no way I can keep this up much longer. I fire a shotlock, ready to use all the force I can gather. I should be able to use a finish command soon; maybe that will work. Nothing I've tried has been able to break through his defenses yet.
My wayfinder in my pocket brushes up against my leg, and a tiny bit of strength returns to me. Aqua said she worked some magic on it, and if I trust anyone's magic, it's hers. Maybe the lucky charm will help me through this, with the memories it brings back. Memories of things back when everything was happy, when we were all together. The way things are supposed to be.
I know I'll never be able to back to those days. If I lose, I'm dead. If I win, I'm still dead. But at least if I win Terra and Aqua will be safe, and their lives can go back to normal. I fight not for me, but for them.
I wonder if that's what it means to be a keyblade master.
A/N: Ahh about thirty words over. Why do I make Ven's stuff so angsty? I'll have to write something non-angst or shipping-y soon.