"Golly gee willikers, I don't like this at all." The First said, shifting to the guise of The Mayor as he circled Ansem, who still inhabited Riku's body like a foul infection. "Seph and Glory were nice kids, and what does that slayer do? Well she chops them up like a sushi chef. I tell ya, kids these days. No manners."
Ansem furrowed his eyebrows. Slayer... Sora's comrade. Just as powerful, or even more so. Doesn't matter. She'd die too. They all would. "She'll die by my hand."
The First turned and faced off the balcony, throwing his arms in the air, shifting into Glory.
"Y'know, I really thought she would by mine too, and what does she do? Chops me in half and ruins my Dolce' and Gabanna dress. I mean really, rude much?"
Ansem just kept his gaze on the First, seeing through all it's veils, seeing it's true purpose: to be his leader. To help him achieve his goals, even if it wanted something else completely.
"Aw... don't get a long face, though, cutie pie. We're gonna make her pay, her and the little brat too." She giggled and scrunched her nose, walking over and caressing his face. Although her hand never touched him, because she wasn't even there. She was just a visual projection that the First used as a tool, a tool that worked extremely well. Glory turned around, and her hair changed to long, raven locks, her red mini-dress changing to a nightgown. She spoke in a lulled cockney accent, almost dreamlike and poetic.
"We will win, my sweet. All you have to do is take that body off. Take it off like soiled knickers." She said, almost swaying about as she spoke. "Show me what daddy really looks like."
Even though she made no sense, to Ansem she did. Riku's body fell to the ground and convulsed, like a fish on dry land. After his violent fit, he grew silent. He wasn't dead, he was just comatose. And before him stood a tall, tan skinned, white-haired man. The First cackled and clapped her hands like an excited child.
"Daddy is beautiful! Like a poem, just like a beautiful poem..." She smiled wide and walked close, moving her hands over his face as if to explore it with her fingertips. Her hair changed hue again, this time light blonde, her body shorter. She was the Slayer. "You want power?"
Ansem grinned and nodded. Would the First finally give him the power he needed to finish it once and for all?
The First in the guise of Buffy gave him the little half-smile that the girl was so well-known for.
"Give me your hands." She said, and he complied. She lined up her hands with his own, like they were puzzle pieces just waiting to be connected. Then, with a giggle, she pushed forward.
A surge of pain rushed through Ansem's body. A white heat, searing through his muscles, his veins. The First disappeared in a blinding light, fusing inside his body. It was about power. Now he had power. The First was gone, but still here. And he heard her voice.
"Now finish it. You know what to do." The First spoke in his head. He smiled and nodded, then ripped open a portal with his hands, reaching in thin air and clawing at it. The First's power was great. Great and wonderful.
As it crackled and swirled about, Buffy kicked in the large door leading into the room. Sora followed behind, and they both stood stalwart in the doorway, their allies behind them. Buffy often didn't think when action needed to be done, so when Ansem smiled and disappeared into the portal, she ran as fast as she could up the marble stairs, trying to beat the portal before it sealed. She lept through the air just as the portal sealed, and flew across the other side of the room, crashing into the wall.
"Dammit!" She cursed, standing up and kicking the wall, pebbles flying from the spot where her foot connected. The others entered the room slowly, Willow walked up to the balcony where she stood, and moved to the center where the portal had been.
"There's still residue..." She said, feeling the air. Buffy looked up at her and quirked her eyebrows.
"What does that mean?" She said, walking over to the fiery-haired wicca. She looked back and smiled.
"I mean I can open it again. Just give me a few minutes." Willow nodded with her cute little nerdy smile. Buffy smiled back and hugged her friend.
"Um... Buffy?" Xander said from below. Buffy looked over and moved down the steps to where he stood. He was staring into a large glass encasement with a person sealed inside.
"Dawn!" She yelped, running to the glass and pressing her hands against it. She reached back to punch a hole through it, but she was met by chaotic quacking. Donald ran up behind her.
"Dont!" He said through his nasally duck voice. "If you break the seal, you could kill her and all the others." He motioned his feathered hand to the other princesses in their own cases. Buffy bit her lip and helplessly pressed against the glass. Sora walked behind her and looked up with caring eyes.
"That's Kairi." He said, nodding to the case next to her. A small, brown-haired girl in a purple skirt rested peacefully inside. She looked a lot like Dawn. Sora touched the glass just as Buffy did, then looked back up at the Slayer. "She's my best friend. Sometimes she's the only thing that gets me through the day."
Sora looked down moved closer to Buffy. "They're okay. And they will be. I have faith that we can win this."
Buffy tried not to cry as she looked at her sister, but then nodded and looked at the boy. "Thank you..."
Just then, Anya ran down the steps, hopping about much like the creatures she hated, bunnies.
"Willow's chanting in gibberish. She wanted me to tell you the portal's all ready so you guys can go die in a fiery hell." She smiled with her perky nature. Buffy and Sora looked at her and then each other, and finally walked up the stairs. When they reached the top, the portal had reopened. Still, Willow had an unsatisfied look on her face.
"Buffy... we can't go with you..." She said solemnly. "The portal is only able to withstand two people. Anymore and it could be dangerous for everyone."
Buffy gave her a look, then nodded. "This is it then..." She said, looking around at her friends.
"Sora and I have the keyblades. We're the only ones who can end this." She said, meeting eyes with everyone. Uh oh, time for a Buffy speech. "You guys are all so strong. I need to know that if something happens... if we fail... you will be prepared to fight. You will find a way to save my sister, and then yourselves. Please, for me." She said with big eyes. Then she sighed. "Let's end it."
And with that, she turned to face the portal. She looked at Sora and nodded, then they both disappeared inside.
