I had to revamp my world order again.

I was going to have Neverland here, but I forgot that Terra and Aqua are adults. So, had to change it.

I hope you guys enjoy this!

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Other OCs © to me!

Chapter 6: Olympus Coliseum- Grill

Luna and Glacies sparred in the training room of the gummi ship, dancing around each other as Keyblade clashed against katana. "Tell me," the elf jumped back, "how are the elves who still live in Hazy Hamlet?"

"Wonderful. They are don't amazing, especially since my uncle was voted in as president, and his wife is an elf."

"Great!"

The young master lowered her weapon and motioned for Luna to come closer before whispering, "Actually, I'm courting one of the elves who stayed behind."

"That's wonderful!"

Terra stepped into the room to find the girls giggling. "Oh, that's never a good sign." He smiled. "We're coming up on Olympus Coliseum. We want to make sure that Pith is still alive. While that is not a great thought, but we just want to be sure."

"I understand, Dad."

The man walked up to the front where Ryô and Justin sat watching Xally bounce, her short pink kimono bouncing with her. "I can't wait to see Creon!"

"Neither can I, so I can scare the living daylights out of him."

"Dad!" Xally turned on Terra. "Leave him alone!"

"Maybe I will, maybe I won't."

Justin smiled, but his heart felt heavy in his chest. He remembered the events of their last visit and the thought came back to him. He owed Hades a debt. "Master I…"

"I remember Justin. Don't worry. We'll deal with that when we have to." He patted the boy on the back. His eyes traveled to his wife, who nodded to him, the unspoken agreement passing between them.

When they landed, everything seemed normal. Terra and Aqua smiled, all the old memories of this place coming back to them. "It's been far too long since we've been here."

"I know." Terra and Aqua walked briskly towards the door to the coliseum with the others following.

Stepping inside, they looked around the building. It looked bigger than the old coliseum, with more room for combatants to wait between matches. People walked around, looking at statues of heroes and trophies won. A weapons vendor stood near the other end by an area full of benches. A few warriors sat, apparently waiting for their turn to fight. Food and drink vendors stood on either side, selling to the patrons and warriors.(1)

"Wow," Ryô gaped. "They really upgraded this place since we were last here."

"No kidding!"

A young man with curly chestnut hair came in from the arena, strapping a sword to his waist. He looked up, his eyes meeting Xally's. A huge grin spread across his face. "Xally!"

"Creon!" Her eyes glimmered as he ran to her, clasping her arms happily before hugging her. "I've missed you."

"I missed you too!" He pulled back looking her over. "You cut your hair?"

"D-do you like it?"

"I do. I really do."

The two turned as Terra cleared his throat. "Hello."

"Uh, hi, sir." Creon smiled, holding out a hand. "My name's Creontiades or Creon for short."

"Do you know who I am?"

"You're…"

"I'm Xally's father."

Creon's face paled as he pulled his hand back. "N-nice to meet you, sir."

"Hey! Well, would you look at this!" Phil came walking towards them followed by two orange-haired boys. "Terra, Aqua, is that you?"

"Phil!" The couple grinned happily at the satyr.

"Look at you two! All grown up." He smiled. "You look good considering you were missing last year."

Aqua lightly laughed. "And who are these boys? I assume that they're Meg and Herc's other sons."

"Yes, ma'am." The tallest boy nodded. "My name is Therimachus, but you can call me Machus. This is my younger brother, Deicoon or Coon(2). And you're Terra and Aqua. Mom and Dad told us about you."

"I'm sure they did." Terra smiled warmly, but as soon as Creon grinned, his face hardened.

Creon cringed and turned to his brothers. "Uh, where's Dad?"

"He had to go do some hero thing, and Mom's down at the market."

"I'll go find Mom then…" The boy hurried off.

Before her dad could say a word, Xally ran after him. "I'm going with Creon!"

"No, you're not!" But the two disappeared out the door.

Luna sighed, shaking her head. "I don't think there's much point to holding her back. She's just a child, and this is her first crush. She will be safe with him, but we do have work to do, Mr. Petra."

Terra looked at the elf and looked as if he wanted to say something but decided against it. "I don't like it, but you're right."

"Oooooooh!" Coon beamed. "You're Xally's dad. No wonder our brother ran off."

"He's just overprotective," Glacies admitted.

Ryô coughed into his hand. "Machus, Coon, we were wondering if you could help us with something."

"What is it?"

"We'll do whatever we can to help."

The blond boy adjusted the cape over his shoulder and sighed. "We, need to get to the underworld."

"Why?" Phil stomped his hooves nervously. His eyes darted around, noting the concerned glances from those who heard Ryô. "We've stayed away from that dark, dank, dead place."

Aqua knelt down beside the satyr. "I know it isn't convenient, but we really need to get down there and talk to Hades. It's important. If you want to wait until Hercules gets back we can, as long as it doesn't take too long. The life of Sora and Kairi's son is at stake."

At these words, Phil looked up at her and nodded. "I'll call him back here and we'll get going."

"Thank you, Phil."

Xally giggled as she walked beside Creon. "Hey, sorry about my dad."

"You never mentioned he was so terrifying."

"To me, he isn't," she sighed. "He's just protective, that's all. I know he's just worried about me and he wants to take care of me."

The young warrior took her hand in his. "Well then, I guess I'll just have to prove to him that he has nothing to worry about."

"Sounds good."

On the world of Traverse Town, Vanitas trudged home after work(3). He hated cleaning that school. The kids were rude to him and sometimes left messes on purpose for him to clean up.

He'd begun looking for another job and applied to be a street enforcer in the more dangerous parts of town(4). At least he'd get to take out some anger on some punks over there, and the Unversed would really help.

He opened the door to his house, smiling at the sight of little Vanette sitting on the couch with Akame in her lap. She sat beside a boy a year older than her. Vanitas tensed at the sight of him, even though the boy had been by before. He was the president of the Photography club: Okko Artois(5).

Vanitas hated him. He hated his pastel-blue hair, his even bluer eyes, both of which Vanette made sure to point out and call 'pretty'. He hated everything about the kid. The boy claimed to be helping her with her camera and help with studying.

The Flood in his daughter's lap stared up at the boy, every muscle tense, ready to pounce and destroy the boy if he did anything wrong.

"Hi, Papa!"

"Hello, Mr. Ater."

Vanitas huffed. "Hey, Nettie." He walked into the kitchen where Alya sat at the table, sewing a flower pattern into some black fabric. "Hi, Alya." He bent down and kissed her pale, blue-white hair.

"Hello, darling. How was work?"

"Annoying."

She shook her head, smiling. "And I can tell you're not happy about Okko."

"Why would I?" He sat down. "He's a boy, and he likes our daughter."

"He's her friend, that's all. You're just paranoid. This isn't Hazy Hamlet."

"That doesn't mean I have to trust every boy that comes near her."

Alya let out a long sigh. "He's heading home soon. Anyways, you, Nettie, and I have to talk."

"About?"

"What Terra and the others came to see you about." She turned up, looking into his golden eyes. "About Pith."

Vanitas looked up at her. "Honey, you know that I can't…"

"We will talk about this when Vanette is done."

Just as she finished speaking, Okko came walking into the room. "I'm going on home, thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Ater."

"Thank you, Okko." The boy grinned and left.

"Good riddance."

Vanette came in, holding Akame in her arms. "Papa, don't be mean. He's my friend."

"Sorry, but I don't trust him."

Alya put her sewing down. "Honey, want to help me set up supper?

"Of course, Mama."

"Vanitas," the woman stood, "we will talk over supper."

"Fine."

Creon and Xally walked alongside Megara, helping her carry some things back to the coliseum. "My dad is going to kill you, and then me."

"Terra will be understanding." Meg smiled.

Creon nodded. "We can only hope." They stepped through the doors. The sun hung low, and the coliseum held no patrons anymore. They all went home for the night. When they came inside, Terra and the others stood inside with Phil, Hercules, and his sons. "We're back!"

"It's about time." Terra's voice held a twinge of annoyance, and they all knew it was held for Creon.

Hercules smiled slightly, shaking his head. "Meg, the boys and I are going with Terra and the others to the Underworld."

"Have fun with that." She huffed. "I've been in that place too many times for my liking. I'll be waiting."

Hercules nodded. "Creon, get a sword and shield. You have five minutes before we leave."

"Yes, sir."

Less than an hour later, they all found themselves standing at the top of a staircase, looking down into the darkness of the Underworld. "Well, this is creepy." Luna gripped the hilt of her katana. "Prince Ryô, stay close to me. I will protect you."

"I can take care of myself."

"You are still my responsibility," she laid a light yellow hand on his shoulder.

"Fine."

They slowly walked into the Underworld, the darkness closing around them, sending chills up all their spines. The air became enclosed, making breathing hard for everyone. Coon sighed. "Well, this place is dead, in more ways than one."

"Coon, not the time."

Hercules looked around. "Hades' throne room is over that way. Follow me." He led them across the black landscape and into a tunnel.

"I honestly did not miss this place."

"Neither did I, Terra."

Xally and Justin shuddered. "I don't like how this place feels."

"Same…" Xally jumped as Creon laid his hand on her shoulder.

"Stay close to me."

The mist grew thicker as they walked towards the throne room. Little white lights appeared around them, whispering quietly to them, though none could really understand what was being said.

Heartless, Trick Ghosts, Hook Bats, and Rabid Dogs appeared as well, but with a group as large as theirs, the creatures stood no chance.

The chamber opened up into a large cavern with a small walkway across a writhing lagoon of green mist and corpses. Justin and Xally gasped, a wave of voices penetrating their thoughts.

"Kids?" Aqua pulled her two children close, waiting for the pain and voices to slow down and fall under their control. Eventually, the two managed to push them out. "Are you alright?"

"We're fine, Mom. Let's just find Hades…"

Slowly, they walked across the thin walkway, keeping as close to the center as possible until they reached the other side and stood directly in front of Hades' throne room. Hercules reached for the doors, only for them to swing open on their own.

Hades, Lord of the Dead, sat in his throne, rotten, sharp teeth stuck in a sickly grin. "Ah, there you are. I've been waiting on you." His eyes fixed on Justin, his smile widening even more. "Especially you, kiddo. I believe we have business to attend to."

I didn't know where to end this chapter, so why not here?

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Footnotes:

(1) I figured they'd eventually upgrade.

(2) For those who don't know, Therimachus, Deicoon, and Creontiades are the names of Hercules and Megara's children in myth.

(3) In the chapters with Sora's group, we will keep up with Pith, and in the chapters with Terra's group, we will keep up with Vanitas and Ven.

(4) The backstreet area from DDD.

(5) Okko means blue and Artois means artist.

VAs:

Therimachus- Yuri Lowenthal (Superman, Sasuke Uchiha, Ben Tennyson, Cecil Harvey)

Deicoon- Andy Milder (Lightning Lad, Ratso, Flash/Jay Garrick, Quillfire)

Creontiades- Adam Wylie (Brainiac 5, Panicky Smurf, Peter Pan, Pierce)

Okko Artois- Todd Haberkorn (Natsu, Italy, Death the Kid, Ling Yao)

Hope

I know a lot has been going on in the world right now, good and bad. One might wonder where hope could exist in a world like this. But there is still hope in all this pain and suffering.

2 Corinthians 1:10 says, "He delivered us from such a deadly peril, and he will deliver us. On him we have set our hope that he will deliver us again."

Paul, being the man who endured horrible situations normally would not be the one, you would think, to give messages of hope, but he is. If a man like him who had endured so much could find hope, then we can too.

It isn't easy and we can't do it on our own. However, God can give us the hope we seek for if we only ask.