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Part 1: Sora and Roxas
Sora slowly picked himself off of the soft ground, muttering curses along the way. Finally standing again, he looked at his enemy who was laughing as if Sora was a source of amusement. "You're a lot tougher than you look boy, this is turning out to be more fun than I imagined!" it, or possibly he judging from the deepness of the voice, said rather happily.
"Damn overgrown Heartless … must be from Maleficent, she never did forget who took her down last time." Sora said quietly as he quickly gave himself a once-over. Fighting the giant Heartless was tough physically, but so far hadn't shown much resistance to the magic Donald had taught him. The problem was he was feeling a little drained in that area.
And his Keyblade didn't quite have the reach or strength against this particular Heartless. "What's the matter boy, giving up already?" it taunted.
"Never, just upping the ante a little." Sora replied, concentrating on his Keyblade. There was no mystical smoke or audible noise, it just changed into Oblivion, as if he had been wielding it from the start of the fight.
I've been partial to Oathkeeper, but Oblivion is a good choice.
He ignored the odd thoughts that seemed to running through his head and charged the Heartless, leaping over the thrust fist and slashing at the other hand coming towards him. Vaulting off of the giant hand, Sora aimed straight for the head and brought Oblivion slicing through the left side of the head, running along the side of the head as if it was flat ground.
But he wasn't done yet, as he jumped off of the head, he turned and fired off three Firaga fire bolts in rapid succession, all three powerful bolts slammed into the back of the Heartless' head with enough force to send the monster towards the ground. Grinning, Sora dropped to the ground to stop his momentum and leapt once again at his enemy, preparing to end this fight with one last bolt.
The Heartless was ready and as Sora got close enough it brought its fist around – a fist that was easily the size of Sora himself – and sent the young boy painfully into another wall. The Keyblade Master coughed up blood and tried to focus his triple-vision without much success.
"Not good."
That had to have hurt.
"No shit."
"I hope you've realized just how overmatched you are boy." The Heartless called out, letting Sora wallow in pain for a bit.
He's really starting to piss me off.
"You're not the only one."
Pulling strength from somewhere, Sora stood again, wiped the blood off his mouth, and managed to mostly bring his vision under control. "One more, good hit, that's all I need."
And that's all he needs. You take one more, and you're finished.
"Shut up, I won't die." His hand, Sora realized, was not his own. It looked almost like his, and felt almost as his hand felt, but it wasn't his hand. He quickly realized that while he saw double-vision in one eye, the other did not. "Stop it!" he hissed, and was relieved when everything seemed normal again. Well, except for the giant Heartless still trying to kill him.
Sora screamed a battle cry and launched himself with more speed than he thought possible at the Heartless. It bore a feral smile as it stood ready to end this battle. The blackness that seemed to engulf the space in front of Sora turned white more quickly than his Keyblade had become Oblivion and the boy stumbled upon the ground that had suddenly place itself beneath his feet.
"I'm not going to let you throw your life away you know." A boy spoke from behind him.
"Why do you care?" Sora asked, and then turned around only to be face to face with Roxas.
"Because I am you and you are me. We are connected more than a Human and Heartless or Human and Nobody ever should be, because you are alive and I am alive."
"I said I wasn't going to die." Sora retorted.
"And I'm going to make sure of that."
There was a small flash of light, but in the darkness that the Heartless had spread, it seemed almost overpowering. It focused back on Sora, but it was Sora now flying at him, the battle cry cut short like someone had muted him.
It wasn't quite Sora or Roxas holding Oblivion and Oathkeeper, it wasn't quite Sora's magic clothes or Roxas' street-styled clothes, but the eyes were the same, both had the same determination and fire in their eyes. The Heartless faltered just a fraction, allowing the fused being of Sora and Roxas to slip past its fist and jam Oathkeeper and Oblivion deep into its chest.
The Heartless screamed in pain, slowing giving way to the wind. "So, what are we going to call ourselves now?"
"More importantly, what is Kairi going to think?"
"You're wondering about what a girl is going to think over what we're going to be known as?"
"It's only a name, and it can be changed. Sorxas? Rora? Xaros?"
He scrunched up his face in disgust. "You suck at this."
"I don't think you're much better, seeing as we're one."
"Do you think it would look odd to see us arguing like this?"
"I don't think it'd be 'us', they'd just see one person talking to himself."
"Good thing you weren't a girl."
"I'd be a little worried if my Nobody turned out to be a girl you know."
"Shut up."
"Make me"
And he sighed in defeat. This was going to be a very long day.
A/N: Haven't written something for in a while, I felt a little rusty. I've been concentrating my energy on a few projects that need the attention. But please, read and review like the kind souls you are.