Sorry about the delay, marching band, ugh, how I despise it. Ah well, this
chapter is hopefully long enough for you guys, and if it isn't, get over
it!
One Betrayer
By: Catty Engles
Daisy rubbed the sleep from her eyes and gazed at the town. The contrast from neon to dull gray was shocking. She unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over the barrier separating the cockpit and passenger seats. Daisy ducked her head under the low ceiling and sat on her knees.
She looked at the dozing pair. Goofy was whimpering in his sleep, Daisy nudged him gently, concern welling in her. Goofy's eyes flitted open and he blinked up at her in alarm. Daisy and Goofy exchanged silent grins. His eyes slid past her face and rested on Donald's sleeping form. Goofy smiled again. His gloved hand gently turned Daisy's cheek so that she was looking at Donald.
Donald's chest rose and fell peacefully and his eyes weren't furrowed with worry lines, a rare sight. Daisy's heart gave a savory flutter in her breast. Goofy squeezed her hand and she turned her face toward him, unconscious of the giddy grin stealing across her face.
"He needs you." Goofy whispered hoarsely. Daisy looked puzzled, what was Goofy trying to get at? He turned her cheek again. Daisy gazed at the rough and tumble duck. He needed her? What? Goofy was making no sense. She stopped herself, well, he was making sense but not something that she ever imagined.
She motioned for Goofy to continue. He paused, collecting his thoughts, "We all have a connection. Mickey, for some reason I think, he has Minnie," Daisy colored, she had always fancied that pairing, Goofy winked at her and continued, "Me? I have my friends, my friends are my strength." He paused again, a slight frown creeping onto his face, "But Donald, Donald needs you. He needs a," Goofy screwed up his face looking for a word," a, a soul mate, yeah a soul mate!"
Daisy gave him a skeptical look. She had barely known Donald, really known him, for less than two days, but there always was that feeling she got whenever he was near her, like something trying to break through a barrier in her heart. That was just silly, a barrier, in her heart? She looked at Donald again, that feeling! She rolled her eyes in exasperation.
"Okay, um, I'll think about it." Goofy looked expectant. "Okay, okay, I'll work on it." What had she gotten herself into? Daisy poked Donald in the ribs and sat back down, a rebellious look on her face. Who did Goofy think he was playing with her like that? Donald, puh, need her? No. . . yes?
The nudge failed to wake Donald and he snuggled into the leather seats murmuring, "Daisy, I need you." Daisy looked incredulous, her mouth dropped and she gazed at Goofy with wide eyes. He nodded solemnly. Daisy crept to the pilot seat again and smoothed Donald's crowning feathers away from his forehead, smiling faintly.
Donald smiled in his sleep. He caught her hand as she began to pull away and said, "Daisy, I- GOT YOU!" His eyes popped open and he made the most ridiculous expression. She snatched her hand away. Goofy and Donald fell about laughing. It had been a set up! Daisy stormed out of the Gummi ship followed by gales of laughter from the trouble-making duo. She sat down hard on the pavement, ranting to herself silently, but stopped. It finally hit her- she was in a different world!
As if on cue the twosome tumbled out of the ship amid chortles and guffaws. They sat down beside Daisy holding their aching sides while laughing, gasping out snatches of phrases, "Daisy, I- he, he- neeeeeeeeed you!" Donald quacked. Goofy hooted with delight. Daisy had sat through this whole ordeal, mesmerized by her surroundings, finally noticing this; the pair followed her gaze to the scene about them.
They both gasped at the same time. Daisy recovered first and stood up, hands on hips she began to go off on the pair, "You two are the most-" They never got to hear what they were, a cry pierced the air and galvanized all three into immediate action. They ran headlong towards the shout of,
"MINNIE!"
***
Mickey's knees gave way and he fell on the smooth, cold stones. She had been here. Right here. Hot tears welled in his eyes but he blinked them back, desperately trying to control what he knew was inevitable. He had to accept that he had failed, failed himself, failed his friends, and failed her! How could he live, how could he possibly face them again. He pounded the stones, and rolled onto his side, breathing heavily. The heartless began to mass a few feet away from him. He didn't care, he couldn't bear to care.
It sidled toward him, wary of the keyblade. As it jumped, a flash of silver, and the heartless burst into nothing.
"Mickey! Wake up!" Dandin yelled at him. Mickey slowly got to his feet. More heartless surrounded the two and closed them off from any chance of escape.
"Dandin!" A strangled cry burst from Thistle's throat. No, not him, please, not him, don't die, he'll get me without you, Dandin don't die! Thistle's mind was in turmoil as she struggled for breath, still clutching her shirt over her heart.
Dandin threw himself at the heartless slashing wildly. The sword had little effect upon the teeming bodies. Mickey fought with vigor, venting his rage on the pathetic creatures. He had to protect Dandin. He had to prove to himself that he could help his friends.
The swarm grew, for every heartless they stopped there were at least three more. The pair began to falter, claws raked their sides and ravaged their bodies. Thistle couldn't move. Her heart was weaker still, the darkness overwhelming the small reserve of hope she had left.
"Dandin." She whispered the name that meant comfort and warmth to her and hoped that it wouldn't be torn from her forever.
***
"Through here!" As the doors burst open, none of the trio noticed the dim glow accumulating about their hands. It faintly resembled solidified ripples. They stumbled into the second district and gazed at the scene below them.
A strange boy and Mickey were battling black shapes in the courtyard below, and they seemed to be losing! Daisy clenched her fists and looked down in amazement, a lilac staff adorned with red and violet streaks had appeared in her hand. Donald and Goofy were making similar discoveries. Donald had a red staff with a small ball at each end, one green and the other purple, both had a faint golden sheen, and Goofy was holding a medium sized shield of green with red and gold edging. All glimmered with a pale luminance.
Daisy instinctively pointed her staff at the shapes and said the first word that came to mind. "Blizzard!" It worked, even better than in magic class, shards of freezing ice burst from the staff's tip and collided with the shadows below, at least a dozen were pulverized.
Donald followed suit, using his personal favorite, "Fira!" Even more shadows fell foul of this last spell. Goofy, getting the jist, pointed his shield at the heartless and shouted, "Blizzard!" Nothing happened, and the shadows continued to multiply. He looked around anxiously. Donald and Daisy were running toward the stairs at the far end of the balcony and jumped into the fray. "Blizzard!" and, "Fira!" were interspersed with Mickey's shouts of surprise. Goofy followed the pair down the stairs and began attacking the shapes with the shield. They disintegrated easily enough. He swung low, dealing damage out with every blow.
The heartless dispersed. As quickly as they had come, they were gone. Mickey didn't care, he jumped at Donald, Daisy, and Goofy and they fell to the ground, a laughing jumble of limbs. Dandin buckled his sword back onto its sheath and looked up at Thistle, smiling warmly. She almost fainted with happiness. He was all right!
Mickey disentangled himself from his comrades and glanced up at Dandin. From the ground he was about to introduce his friends when he saw Daisy's eyes glaze and she began to speak in a harsh, grating voice.
***
Dun, dun, Daaaaaaaa! Hope all of you got the allusions to the previous chapters, if confused read them all again! No, just kidding, tell me in a review and I'll answer your questions. I'm not telling who the betrayer is and I'm making up my own baddie, thank you all who submitted a name though. Til' next time.
One Betrayer
By: Catty Engles
Daisy rubbed the sleep from her eyes and gazed at the town. The contrast from neon to dull gray was shocking. She unbuckled her seat belt and leaned over the barrier separating the cockpit and passenger seats. Daisy ducked her head under the low ceiling and sat on her knees.
She looked at the dozing pair. Goofy was whimpering in his sleep, Daisy nudged him gently, concern welling in her. Goofy's eyes flitted open and he blinked up at her in alarm. Daisy and Goofy exchanged silent grins. His eyes slid past her face and rested on Donald's sleeping form. Goofy smiled again. His gloved hand gently turned Daisy's cheek so that she was looking at Donald.
Donald's chest rose and fell peacefully and his eyes weren't furrowed with worry lines, a rare sight. Daisy's heart gave a savory flutter in her breast. Goofy squeezed her hand and she turned her face toward him, unconscious of the giddy grin stealing across her face.
"He needs you." Goofy whispered hoarsely. Daisy looked puzzled, what was Goofy trying to get at? He turned her cheek again. Daisy gazed at the rough and tumble duck. He needed her? What? Goofy was making no sense. She stopped herself, well, he was making sense but not something that she ever imagined.
She motioned for Goofy to continue. He paused, collecting his thoughts, "We all have a connection. Mickey, for some reason I think, he has Minnie," Daisy colored, she had always fancied that pairing, Goofy winked at her and continued, "Me? I have my friends, my friends are my strength." He paused again, a slight frown creeping onto his face, "But Donald, Donald needs you. He needs a," Goofy screwed up his face looking for a word," a, a soul mate, yeah a soul mate!"
Daisy gave him a skeptical look. She had barely known Donald, really known him, for less than two days, but there always was that feeling she got whenever he was near her, like something trying to break through a barrier in her heart. That was just silly, a barrier, in her heart? She looked at Donald again, that feeling! She rolled her eyes in exasperation.
"Okay, um, I'll think about it." Goofy looked expectant. "Okay, okay, I'll work on it." What had she gotten herself into? Daisy poked Donald in the ribs and sat back down, a rebellious look on her face. Who did Goofy think he was playing with her like that? Donald, puh, need her? No. . . yes?
The nudge failed to wake Donald and he snuggled into the leather seats murmuring, "Daisy, I need you." Daisy looked incredulous, her mouth dropped and she gazed at Goofy with wide eyes. He nodded solemnly. Daisy crept to the pilot seat again and smoothed Donald's crowning feathers away from his forehead, smiling faintly.
Donald smiled in his sleep. He caught her hand as she began to pull away and said, "Daisy, I- GOT YOU!" His eyes popped open and he made the most ridiculous expression. She snatched her hand away. Goofy and Donald fell about laughing. It had been a set up! Daisy stormed out of the Gummi ship followed by gales of laughter from the trouble-making duo. She sat down hard on the pavement, ranting to herself silently, but stopped. It finally hit her- she was in a different world!
As if on cue the twosome tumbled out of the ship amid chortles and guffaws. They sat down beside Daisy holding their aching sides while laughing, gasping out snatches of phrases, "Daisy, I- he, he- neeeeeeeeed you!" Donald quacked. Goofy hooted with delight. Daisy had sat through this whole ordeal, mesmerized by her surroundings, finally noticing this; the pair followed her gaze to the scene about them.
They both gasped at the same time. Daisy recovered first and stood up, hands on hips she began to go off on the pair, "You two are the most-" They never got to hear what they were, a cry pierced the air and galvanized all three into immediate action. They ran headlong towards the shout of,
"MINNIE!"
***
Mickey's knees gave way and he fell on the smooth, cold stones. She had been here. Right here. Hot tears welled in his eyes but he blinked them back, desperately trying to control what he knew was inevitable. He had to accept that he had failed, failed himself, failed his friends, and failed her! How could he live, how could he possibly face them again. He pounded the stones, and rolled onto his side, breathing heavily. The heartless began to mass a few feet away from him. He didn't care, he couldn't bear to care.
It sidled toward him, wary of the keyblade. As it jumped, a flash of silver, and the heartless burst into nothing.
"Mickey! Wake up!" Dandin yelled at him. Mickey slowly got to his feet. More heartless surrounded the two and closed them off from any chance of escape.
"Dandin!" A strangled cry burst from Thistle's throat. No, not him, please, not him, don't die, he'll get me without you, Dandin don't die! Thistle's mind was in turmoil as she struggled for breath, still clutching her shirt over her heart.
Dandin threw himself at the heartless slashing wildly. The sword had little effect upon the teeming bodies. Mickey fought with vigor, venting his rage on the pathetic creatures. He had to protect Dandin. He had to prove to himself that he could help his friends.
The swarm grew, for every heartless they stopped there were at least three more. The pair began to falter, claws raked their sides and ravaged their bodies. Thistle couldn't move. Her heart was weaker still, the darkness overwhelming the small reserve of hope she had left.
"Dandin." She whispered the name that meant comfort and warmth to her and hoped that it wouldn't be torn from her forever.
***
"Through here!" As the doors burst open, none of the trio noticed the dim glow accumulating about their hands. It faintly resembled solidified ripples. They stumbled into the second district and gazed at the scene below them.
A strange boy and Mickey were battling black shapes in the courtyard below, and they seemed to be losing! Daisy clenched her fists and looked down in amazement, a lilac staff adorned with red and violet streaks had appeared in her hand. Donald and Goofy were making similar discoveries. Donald had a red staff with a small ball at each end, one green and the other purple, both had a faint golden sheen, and Goofy was holding a medium sized shield of green with red and gold edging. All glimmered with a pale luminance.
Daisy instinctively pointed her staff at the shapes and said the first word that came to mind. "Blizzard!" It worked, even better than in magic class, shards of freezing ice burst from the staff's tip and collided with the shadows below, at least a dozen were pulverized.
Donald followed suit, using his personal favorite, "Fira!" Even more shadows fell foul of this last spell. Goofy, getting the jist, pointed his shield at the heartless and shouted, "Blizzard!" Nothing happened, and the shadows continued to multiply. He looked around anxiously. Donald and Daisy were running toward the stairs at the far end of the balcony and jumped into the fray. "Blizzard!" and, "Fira!" were interspersed with Mickey's shouts of surprise. Goofy followed the pair down the stairs and began attacking the shapes with the shield. They disintegrated easily enough. He swung low, dealing damage out with every blow.
The heartless dispersed. As quickly as they had come, they were gone. Mickey didn't care, he jumped at Donald, Daisy, and Goofy and they fell to the ground, a laughing jumble of limbs. Dandin buckled his sword back onto its sheath and looked up at Thistle, smiling warmly. She almost fainted with happiness. He was all right!
Mickey disentangled himself from his comrades and glanced up at Dandin. From the ground he was about to introduce his friends when he saw Daisy's eyes glaze and she began to speak in a harsh, grating voice.
***
Dun, dun, Daaaaaaaa! Hope all of you got the allusions to the previous chapters, if confused read them all again! No, just kidding, tell me in a review and I'll answer your questions. I'm not telling who the betrayer is and I'm making up my own baddie, thank you all who submitted a name though. Til' next time.