"Predator….are you alright," Nero asked, keeping close to Hikari.
"We're...we're back! This is my home! Well not this place in particular but it is a part of my home world-"
"Hikari," she cut him off, tone firm.
"This is castle Palamecia, the old Capital of my world."
"Yes," another voice cut in. Nero narrowed her eyes and glared up at her doppleganger. "Welcome home!"
"Jeanne," Ceodroe spoke up as she stood. "That was an alter?"
"Yes," she coughed, dusting her armor off. "We are seperated from the group-where are we?"
"Baron!"
"Huh?"
"This is my kingdom's capital! How-"
"Shall I say welcome home," Jalter's voice purred, making the two tense.
"Welcome Ho-eh," the shadow servant, not Edmond's double, asked as Edmond gave a feral smile.
"Come! Chateau d'if," He howled, the walls turning black and into stone. The air turned moist and muggy, the ground wet and soggy.
"Well, well, he Shadow Servant sighed. "You have brought me to the Chateau d'if; the prison that you were unlawfully kept in for 14 long years."
"I will not fight you," Edmond snarled, his body crackling with electricity. "But you can go through this place and face the seven demon lords, if you survive...then we'll fight. Have fun!"
And both him and Charlotte were gone, back in the safety of his old estate of Monte Cristo.
"Billy? Jack," Siegfried called.
"Paracelsus? Henry!" Bedivere called, frantic.
"Shelke! Denzel! Fran! Boudicca," Maralene cried out, fat tears ran down her face as she looked around. "Where are you!"
"Marlene, we need to leave!"
"But-"
"Welcome home," the mocking chorus of voices sang.
"This is Midgar!"
"MARLENE! MARLENE WHERE ARE YOU!," Denzel howled outed, his eyes whipping around frantically.
"Denzel we need to leave now! Come on," Paracelsus snapped, eyes fitting around.
"Welcome home," their dopplegangers voices purred and Denzel took notice to where they were.
"Where are the residents of Edge! Did you kill them all," He cried.
"Denzel?"
"You were right to assume that they would attack now to throw us off," Shelke sighed as she looked around. "The old Shinra headquarters?"
"Yes, but I am worried about Fran, she may have strong mental resistance; but she has some very obvious triggers," Boudicca sighed.
"Uggha," she protested.
"I know your strong honey," Boudicca sighed. "But never forget why you became a Berserker."
"Uaah," she nodded looking down.
"Well. I suppose a welcome home is a bit too much," A voice said in a saccharine sweet voice.
"Come and fight! Bitch," Boudicca snarled, her eyes narrowed as she unsheathed her sword.
"Get them Berserker."
"WAAHHH!"
"Where are we," Charlemagne breathed as they took in the strange architecture.
"Rabanastre," Kytes breathed, smiling with pure happiness. "Were in my home town! Vann! Penelo!"
"Welcome! Welcome home to you all," a dark chuckling voice said to them. Looking up, Kytes gulped at the black and red version of his Servant. Their eyes on them was made of pure madness and it scared him like no other.
"Well, yes. Welcome home everyone," The dark Charlemagne smiled-no, more like sneered-at them.
"You want a fight," Astolfo asked, body tensing up. "Let's fight!" With a sharp whistle he summoned Hippogriff, taking off to the sky with a mighty cry.
"This is going to be fun," his dark version chuckled before summoning his mount.
A wyvern.
"Come Charlemagne," his other chuckled. "Allow us to fight."
"Your dead!"
"Oi, Iris is this your world," Francis asked as they walked down the streets of a different city. Robin stood atop the buildings, keeping watch.
"Look out," he hollered as a loud bang ran out. Tackling Iris just in time for a large bullet to whizz past them; and an evil laugh to break through the air.
"Welcome home!"
"What no Alter of Robin," Francis jabbed as she stood, standing in front of her master.
"Because he's not home at all," her alter yelled. "His home belongs to the forest of England! With a loving mother and such!"
"And me?"
"Simple! You belong here! Along with your master, he is a simple pest," her alter's voice became unstable and insane, her eyes wide as she let our a crazed chuckle aiming her pistol at a frozen Robin.
"NOOO!"
"It seems as if everything is going as planned, Master," a sweet, controlling voice, full of power and command said toward a man who simply stood watching the sunset.
"The Berserker-Frankenstein," he begane, "what do you have planned for her?"
"Something of the most painful calibur. She may be strong mentally, but the hammer to destroy those walls is painfully obvious," she smirked, her amber snake eyes alight with cruelty.
"Yes, that sounds perfect," he smiled. "But please ensure that Jalter does not kill Jeanne D'arc," he sighed. "I will kill that Holy Maiden when she is at her weakest."
"Of course master. I will tell Avenger of this new plan," she bowed before disappearing.
"Soon, the destruction of that damned world….Yes I will witness it and save all those humans who are unaffected the Jenova cells. All of those people...they will be saved," he said, his voice resolute.
"Yes," a distorted voice agreed with him. "You will save those who were unaffected by the cells of Jenova but not freed of the earth they inflicted upon their world. You shall be their savior."
"Yes, the Salvation of Humanity...is neigh!"
What do you think? Comment and Kudo.
What do you think will happen next? Who is that new Master Servant Pair?