Hey! Sorry for not updating much, but schools been a pain in the neck for my writing time. As you might know by now, my updates won't be as frequent, but I'll try to do as many as I can.
This wasn't meant to be a very long chapter, but I believe it to be vital. I hope you enjoy! And review!
"R...Riku," I looked at him shocked. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
"Emiri," Riku voice seemed to waver a little bit.
"What happened to you?!' I asked, my voice full of concern. Riku just looked at me, his gaze intensified on me as he stared daggers into me. My skin shivered as the area suddenly became a lot colder.
"You dare to ever show your face to me AGAIN?!" He yelled at me. I recoiled, shocked by what he said. But I then felt an urge of anger. I didn't hesitate to let it out.
"What do you mean?!" I glared at him, "We've been looking for you. Sora was worried sick about you. And you think you have the RIGHT." My eyes suddenly noticed all the darkness eating away at me. I quickly shook it off and tried to ease my mind.
W…what is happening to me?
"Oh, Sora," Riku spat, "He never even fulfilled my promise to get out of that world. He was too weak to really help me. I was TRAPPED and he didn't even seem to care. Why the hell should I CARE what he thinks?"
"Because he is your friend. He only wanted to see you again. I don't know how he felt about leaving Destiny Islands, but now he can't even go back. You're the only one he has left, Riku. You need to be there, as his friend."
Riku's eyes shifted back to their aqua blue, looking at me shamefully. His form flickered for a minute back to his original attire, but his darkness returned as quickly as he left.
"You're right. Maybe it isn't necessarily Sora. Maybe, it is just YOU after all." Riku's darkness intensified, wrapping around him like snakes.
"Riku, you need to calm down," I tried to ease him from the emerging darkness that shrouded his body, "Look, I know you are upset, but think rationally. The darkness destroyed your home. I know you felt trapped, but using the darkness isn't going to solve your problems."
"SHUT UP!" Riku swung the Soul Eater at me in warning, "If it wasn't for you, maybe I would have to leave my home by opening it to darkness. Maybe Sora wouldn't have become so hesitant after you warned us not to leave. YOU'RE THE SOURCE OF THE DETRUCTION OF OUR HOME!"
"No RIKU", I looked him dead in the eye, "YOU ARE THE ONE WHO DESTROYED YOUR HOME." Darkness began rising from me intensely. Riku cringed back like I swung at him. My consciousness fell back, and I realized that it was similar to when I fled from Radiant Gardens and the Land of Departure. Except this time, I was registering everything, every movement, every glance, and every thought of attacking him that registered in my mind. I was no longer in control of my body, but rather a phantom experiencing everything. He regained himself, and lunged at me.
I blocked him as darkness clashed with darkness. I tried to tell myself to dismiss the darkness, but whatever was controlling my movements wasn't responding. I noticed a change in my appearance as darkness also began wrapping itself around me. My hair turned snow white and extended down to my waist. My upper body was a v-neck styled white suit of armor that hugged my body close. A ragged old white cape hung from my shoulders and extended down to my waist. My Armor morphed into silver white plates that arched downward to meet my arms like a falcon's beak. My arms and legs were wrapped in white chainmail. A white waist cape hung on my hips with two white leather belts that crossed over each other. My shoes turned into armored boots, also white. The creepiest part was that every part of me, from my hair to my boots was pulsing with waves of darkness, changing everything but my skin from white, to the eerie color of darkness, to white once more. My keyblades seemed to have taken on similar forms; even the midnight black color of Oblivion and the abundant colors of Oathkeeper were now completely white, but were pulsing with the eerie color of darkness. This wasn't me, this was somebody else!
My speed changed drastically, feeling like I was teleporting all over the place as I consistently struck Riku. Blood spilled from several wounds I inflicted on him, a gash on his left shoulder, on his stomach, and on his right arm, all pulsing with the lingering darkness from my Keyblades. Riku tried to parry my attacks with swift counters of his Soul Eater, but he was far outclassed and I struck a finishing blow to his right shoulder in a matter of seconds, blood spraying all over my face and on my Keyblades.
Riku fell to the ground hard, creating a crater from the impact. He weakly attempted getting up as I landed a few feet away from him, but he quickly noticed that his right arm was not responding. He grabbed Soul Eater with his left hand and sat up with the help of his blade, staring at me like an aggressive animal as it is making its last stand.
I – no, she – walked up to him and looked at him mockingly. She raised my Oblivion and licked the blood off of it, mocking the growling Riku as he crouched over in pain. Then, she spoke in my voice.
"I love blood, gore, violence, anything that resembled pain and suffering," she spoke while grinning at Riku, "Bathe me in blood, give me the screams of my victims, the cries of those who die at my blade. I simply love it."
Riku eyes never left her, but rather than the aggressive eyes that looked at me, they grinned at her. Riku smiled as he lifted himself up with Soul Eater. She didn't seem to like him getting up and with my left hand, called back Oathkeeper and took his throat in her hand.
"You just don't want to give up now," I felt her smile, "That's fine. Hate me; give me rage, pain, envy, greed, every emotion that darkens your heart." She looked him dead in the eye.
"Because your pathetic attempts of killing Emiri, of hating her, of weakly trying to fight me, they are only making me stronger."
"I'll only tell you this once so you know who sent you to hell. I am the rage that fuels you, the greed and envy you have for my power, the cockiness that thought you stood a chance. I am everything your imagination can origins from fear. My name is Irime; remember it, even if I have to carve it into your chest."
Her hold on Riku slacked and he fell to the ground panting. She raised the blunt side of her Keyblade and slammed in into his stomach, making him cringe over. He got up once more, hunching over from the previous blow. His grin reappeared, bigger this time.
"This isn't the time or the place, fledgling of darkness," a deeper voice that chilled me to the bone spoke from Riku, "Make sure to tell Emiri to go to Hollow Bastion when she gets a little stronger. Then, we will see if your darkness can match mine in my true form."
Riku called a portal of darkness to him and stepped through it.
"Until then," He left. The portal closed behind him.
A beat passed. My form began flickering as the darkness began to leave me. My original attire was back and I fell to my knees panting. I briefly saw a strand of my own silver hair pass in front of my eyes as I passed out.
"Is it time yet?" A voice asked as they observed Emiri passing out from a building high up.
"We are nearing it soon. Ansem isn't strong enough for me to eliminate without hurting the boy," another voice, deeper than the previous, spoke.
"Should we have Number IX keep trailing them?" The earlier voice asked.
"Yes, we need to make sure everything goes according to plan," the figure turned around to summon a corridor of darkness.
"Understood," the two figures walked into the dark corridor.
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