Hello there people and how have y'all been? I am literally so sooo sorry that I wasn't able to update in so long but I have a very good reason for it being firstly, I had my Cambridge International Examinations, and if any of my readers here are giving them, they will know what sort of a drudgery and disease they are – yes my friends, A DISEASE! But now, as I'm finally free of them till next year, I'll utilize most of time here for you guys, but if you guys really, do like my fanfic, why don't y'all tell me to write more!? Honestly guys, I need some love here too don't you think? :,( anyway, without further ado, let's get on with the story…

Chapter 8:

An empty field of darkness dotted by snowy fragments of land, and showered by infrequent dark orbs, which a young boy knocked away by a simple slash of his keyblade. In the middle of the liquid-looking field, he noticed a young girl, face down and bruised from her delicate arms, cheek and legs.

She slowly rose up as she sighed with pain and brushed her hair away from her face. 'Where am I? What just happened?' She sat up on her knees and tried looking around the place; lonesome, deserted and with a never ending horizon consisting of various shades of blue. She noticed that there was a white vortex at the edge of the far off distance, surrounded by small fragments of land leading to it. The place looked ominous, but still, she thought it was a bit... Beautiful.

"So, I'm guessing you like this place already, am I right?" she heard a voice behind her which jolted her out of her thoughts.

A familiar voice,

A voice she had grown to love so much.

Genus smiled and stood up as she spun around to meet her lover only to gasp in shock and fear. What she saw was not what she had expected.

She saw Sami walking towards her over the dark void, his footsteps making splashing sounds as sparks of light scattered of his feet from each step. He wielded a strange key-shaped blade the color of blue and yellow with a keychain dangling from the hilt.

'Sami's face looked, so different,'; his messy black mane looked even messier, his complexion changed from a warm slight tan to bleached white, his large raven eyes now completely lidless with horrifying large black circles around them. And his mouth; his sweet lips that she remembered from before were now red with dried up blood. Long slits cut up in the side of his cheeks trailing from the edge of his mouth which made his horrifying smile even more evil. Genus felt like she would die at the sight of him.

"S-s-sami… wh-what happened to you?!" she cried as she felt hot tears blurring her vision. The figure just smiled from ear to ear – literally – at the question as he simply stopped in front of her and dismissed his keyblade, turning his head to one side as he leered into her eyes.

"New makeover sweety! Aren't I beautiful now?" he replied as took a long step towards her, that menacing smile and lunatic look still on his face. Genus took a step back at this.

She kept looking at him with a look of complete fear evident on her face. Even the large monster they fought was nowhere near as scary as him now. What did Sonu and Zaebos do to him? Why did they mess up his perfect features? The boy's smile shortened when he didn't hear her reply from hen he asked her earlier. He gripped her shoulders tightly as he shook her hard.

"You didn't answer me Genus, AREN'T I BEAUTIFUL!?" he screamed into her face as he tightened his grip on her delicate arms as he glared into her eyes with pure irritation. Genus gasped from the pain as she closed her eyes and felt the tears streaming down her cheeks in a never ending stream. 'This is not the Sami I know. What happened to my sweet, loving, childhood friend?' The boy continued glaring daggers at her as his smile widened once more.

'Ah! Sami, I promise you whatever happened to you, we will fix this together. I love you, no matter what happens to you…" she managed to say as she felt her voice and breath hitching from the immense pressure she was getting on her arms. The boy's smile faded completely as he pounded her forcefully to the dark, translucent floor and kicked her hard in her stomach.

Genus screamed out in pain as she rolled over and coughed up blood. The boy bent over her as he tore off her dark blue sleeveless top, leaving her in nothing but her red biker shorts and black combat boots. He ran his dark eyes over her form as he noticed a deep bruise forming over her slender, tone stomach as he looked back into her eyes – his evil toothy smile returning.

"My, my Genus. You really ARE premature, aren't you?" he spoke darkly as he threw his head back and laughed shortly. Genus looked down and blushed furiously as she tried to block off her flat chest from his field of vision. The pain she felt in her lower-mid region increasing by the minute from when he kicked her so hard.

"W-well, what do you expect? I just turned ten a few months ago, remember?" she tried to stand up, but to no avail as the pain was too great. She felt her eyes water again.

The boy stopped laughing at once and looked down back at her with a look of pure irritation once again from before. He knelt down beside her and stroked her bruised cheek gently, as he came a few inches from her lips.

"Genus…" he whispered softly as he drew closer, stroking her cheek.

The said curly brown haired girl sighed and complied,

"Yes, Sami?"

At this, the boy's grip tightened around her cheek as he stopped altogether and glared back in her hazel eyes once again. The girl trembled slightly.

"Don't you EVER call me Sami again, or you will get more than a kick in the gut next time." Genus pulled back and looked horrifically at his sadistic face. His face on the other hand grew back to its evil smile as he tilted his head to a side once more.

"Okay!?" he yelled in a strangely ecstatic and insane voice before getting up and pulling Genus to her feet alongside her. She hissed in pain as she felt her bones buckle. When the boy let go of her and she fell back to her knees again, panting.

"I-I can't get up," she gasped as he crouched next to her, "It hurts so much," at this, the boy bent down and started peppering kisses on her milky chest and stomach; wherever he had hurt her. Genus sighed loudly and pulled her head back as he lay her down on the cool liquid-like floor. The boy didn't stop there as he lifted her slightly to kiss her form better. The curly brown haired girl gasped as she now felt his teeth biting away at her neck. The bite turned harder as he opened his long wide mouth, engulfing her flesh.

Genus screamed in pain as he tore off a generous piece of her neck and dropped her hard on the ground, as he stood up over her. The hazel eyed girl noticed blood dripping from his dark cut-up mouth – her blood. Her mind suddenly felt dizzy as she lay back and looked up into the endless blue sky above; gasping as she felt all her energy drain out of her.

"Why… did you…?" was all she could say before her hazel eyes closed and she blacked out from blood loss. The boy smacked his bloody lips and his smile grew.

"You were pissing me off, Genus," he replied simply before he summoned his keyblade and pointed at her chest as he shot a beam. A small orb of light flew out as it hovered over her before it encircled itself in darkness. Out of the black, took shape into that of a person no more than ten clothed in a black and magenta organic-looking body suit and a silver helmet covered with a translucent magenta glass. The figure sighed femininely as it landed slowly to its feet. She looked towards Genus' lying form and sighed. Then her head turned towards the boy next to her.

"Thanks for freeing me, whoever you are," she replied coolly in a voice similar to Genus, only colder, before she turned to Genus' motionless form.

The boy's expression turned grim as he tilted his head in her direction before giving her a stern look. The girl ignored this. He stepped directly in front of her and glared into her helmet as his grip tightened onto his blade.

"Watch your mouth, and the name's Imas alright? Get cocky with me again and I'll destroy you the same way you were created, you get that?" the girl 'hmphed' and stepped back to take a good look at the boy's bleached and leathery face; taking in his mutilated features and blackened lidless eyes.

"Hahaha, is that a fact?" she melted away her helmet to reveal a pretty pale oval face with long curls strawberry blond hair and large golden-yellow eyes. Imas stumbled back as he gave her the once over. 'Damn, she looks just like Genus, but slightly different with the hair and eye color.' The girl raised an eyebrow at him before putting a hand on her hips. Imas took a moment before he snapped and jumped into his battle stance; which was similar to Sami, but he held his keyblade in his left hand pointing to the right, whilst the right arm was raised next to his head.

The girl looked down and sighed before shaking her head and summoning her own weapon; a strange looking large gold colored sword with a slim copper handle and a wide and long crafted blade, slightly sloping upwards. Imas looked puzzled as he eyed at her with a sideways look.

"What the hell is that?" a side of his face twitching uncomfortably. The girl rolled her eyes and jumped into her unique battle stance; holding her blade backwards with her right hand as she pointed it backwards and held out her left palm open towards her opponent.

"What you see here ya dimwit, is called a runeblade. This weapon here utilizes the user's mana, converting it into power that deals extra damage on its own. Unlike your keyblade right there, my weapon can help me channel my magic and fuse it with my attacks to create something… devastating." she paused as she apparated in front of him in a flash of dark energy, "Like so," with that, she swirled round and struck Imas hard on his chest with a flaming Fire strike; sending him flying in the distance. He landed hard on his back, but got back up quickly.

Imas looked at her with a strange expression of frustration and admiration as he smiled his wide smile and licked his lips menacingly.

"Mmm, me likey!" Imas screeched before he began to radiate purplish-red electric energy, "Now we can have some REAL fun, hahahHAHAHahahAHHAHAHAHahahahAHHAHAAAAA!"

With that he zipped over to her at a blinding speed and started slashing her in a long and fast charged up attack as he glowed with each hit dealt on his opponent. The girl pounded against the cold and empty field of darkness before getting back up and summoning large pillars of Thunder around her before pointing her runeblade at Imas; sending the pillars crashing into his figure. The kid simply smirked and deflected them all with a block before zipping over her once again and sending her in the air. Simultaneously, he jumped and started knocking her around with slashing aerial combos. In less than ten successful hits, the girl screamed in pain before dropping onto the ground; clearly beat up and defeated. Imas stretched out his arms and groaned as his aura began to glow even more purplish and red electric-looking energy.

"H-how are you… so powerful..?" she tried to form a sentence. Imas smiled down at her as he licked his lips once more and dispelled his aura within him – turning back to normal.

"I'm not an ordinary person, mind you. I was created by a powerful necromancer and an insane cryptic not too long ago, from the blood of a strong hearted person's heart. I'm the manifestation of all his fears and hence, I have the ability to use other's pain and fear to my own advantage – changing it into power for my own. Along with that, I can also do this," with that, he summoned a Shard before her as it staggered over towards her. The girl's eyes widened as Imas started cackling again.

"You insolent little fool," both children and the small Shard stopped at the voice in the distance as a corridor of darkness appeared and two figures stepped out, one was a tall man in a long dark brown cloak with the hood back, revealing a thin silvery face with pointed ears and a thin grey goatee with a pair of completely black eyes and red irises.

The ends of his cloak trailed behind him and gave off a smoky-shadowy effect as he walked. A strange looking mask that resembled a hockey mask, partly broken from the left eye and forehead, hung from the left side of the waist area of his cloak.

There was also a pair of various large dark shards, seemingly made of solidified darkness protruding from the side of his shoulders. He smiled wickedly, showing rows of sharp pointed teeth.

Next to him walked a boy no older than ten himself, dressed in a black and orange organic-looking body suit with a silver trimmed helmet with the glass down; revealing a pale face with gelled back platinum hair with doleful golden-yellow eyes. He quirked an eyebrow at the two kids.

Imas jaw dropped for the second time that day, 'Now THIS guy looks like Ahmed!? What the hell is going on around here!?'

"Okay hold up just one frickin' minute, who are you both, and why do you," he pointed a finger at the boy in black and red, "Look like the cousin of my Somebody?"

Both mysterious figures stopped in front of the kids as the older one stroked his thin goatee.

"A pure Depressed, the manifestation of one's fears, depression and anxiety," he fumed as he circled Imas, "Interesting, very interesting. I never thought I would be able to meet one in this lifetime." he stopped in front of him and looked him directly in the eyes with his steely glower, "State your name, creature."

Imas stepped back before he burst into fits of laughter once more. The mysterious man gripped the messy black haired-evil boy's neck and lifted him off the ground.

"Do NOT test my patience reject," he replied softly in his thick and raspy voice before dropping him to the ground, "Now I will ask once more, and I expect you to answer; what do you call yourself?"

Imas dropped to his knees as he coughed before replying back.

"My name is Imas; the Depressed of the one called Sami in the world known as Celestial City. And you both?" the man smiled devilishly before he spread his arms widely – gesturing towards himself.

"I my new apprentices, am Master Baron Jaysun; the last sole survivor of the Valtrith Clan that long before perished in the Great Keyblade War along with so many others. Next to me is my apprentice Impetus; the embodiment of the extracted darkness from the heart of my previous apprentice, Ammar." he turned to the girl lying down at Imas' feet, "And who might you be?"

"I'm Nequa; the embodiment of the extracted darkness from the heart of that girl lying there, Genus." She motioned towards Genus' long forgotten comatose form.

"Why is that girl shirtless?" Impetus fumed. Imas flashed him his signature creepy grin. The gelled back platinum haired boy looked back unaffected. 'What a weirdo.'

With a swipe of Master Jaysun's hand, Genus' body began to glow light blue, before another copy of herself rose up out of her form, levitating above her. 'This must be her soul,' all three children wondered as the blue entity's eyes slowly opened and she looked around the dark field. The ghost's eyes scanned everyone before settling over Master Jaysun's.

"Wh-what's going on? Who are you?" the strange old man simply uttered some strange incantations as his body began to tremble with growing darkness. He began to laugh inhumanely as his head began to transform before it was engulfed in complete shadowy darkness. Almost instantly, Genus eyes began to droop as her head fell back and her soul melted into a liquid blue state. Jaysun's body extinguished into a blaze of black fire made of darkness and merged with her evaporated soul. All three children watched in awe as Master Jaysun emerged from the embers as something new;

A figure, six feet, three inches tall, with a strange long brown cloak over it that had long silver horned points on his upright collar next to his head. The cloak dissolved into a shadowy black substance made of complete darkness that covered his form. The shadow had several long shadow snakes, flaming embers, daggers with arms attached, and dragons roaring and clawing at the three kids. From behind the long pointed upright collar, a head emerged – Jaysun's head. He looked much younger, now with a mop of tousled white hair, pointed ears, silver skin and the same black and red eyes. His partly broken hockey-style mask was now in place, shielding his face from view except his left eye.

Underneath the shadowy animated cloak, he wore strange brown chest, thigh, arm and knee-pad armor over a brown button up shirt and light brown pant which he held it all up with a long brown belt and large silver buckle. His left hand was replaced with a shadowy black appendage that had several long tendril like claws protruding from them.

Master Baron Jaysun Valtrith had fully come back to life once again.

"Master Jaysun?" Impetus urged as he took a careful step towards the tall demonic man. Nequa was thoroughly stunned and Imas just stood there smiling creepily.

The Baron sighed as he gave himself the once over; running his eyes over his newly re-animated body. Then he turned towards Genus' now dead form and pointed his keyblade at it.

"Firagun!" a large inferno of demonic fire the color of purple, pink and black shot out and incinerated her corpse. In mere seconds, there was nothing left but ash. All three children's eyes fixated where there was supposedly a body of a young girl not too long ago. Imas' smile twitched as he turned back to Jaysun; his eyes wide as saucers.

"Master, what have you done?!" he yelled as he fell to his near her remains as they were already starting to blow away with the wind. Even though Imas was a completely different person now, he still had a fragment of Sami's heart in him that cared for Genus. But now, she was no more. Literally reduced to nothing.

The corrupted human walked towards the bleached boy as he spoke in a voice same as before; deep, thick and raspy. The roaring shadowy cloak trailing behind him as it left a wake of black smoke behind.

"Imas, I had pulled away her remaining damaged heart and soul both, out of her, out of time and devoured it all as it was consumed by this formation you see before you. All that was left was this husk," then he turned around and walked a few feet into the distance before turning back to face the trio.

"There was nothing left to save."

At that all three children shrunk back. He really truly was the incarnation of pure evil. He was so cold hearted that he did not even consider sparing her body.

The Baron outstretched his arms beside him as he looked up into the sky. A strange wind picked up as his dark cloak began to glow of darkness and his eyes glowed red.

"My apprentices, the time is almost upon us for the summoning of the χ-Blade and open the void leading to that wretched wasteland known as Kingdom Hearts, corrupt it with evil and darkness, destroy all that is good in these worlds and extinguish every fragment of light until it is completely eclipsed."

A large horde of swarming Shadow Heartless appeared as they headed towards the four.

Imas summoned his keyblade as he jumped into his battle stance. Nequa did the same as she summoned forth her runeblade.

Impetus put out his hand as he summoned a strange looking keyblade in a flash of dark starry energy; the color of the weapon jet black with a chain-like design running along the side and a long clawed 'c' shaped hook on the end. There was strangely no hilt around the handle except for two jarred black pieces of metal, one relatively longer while the other smaller; protruding from the side of the handle and curving downwards. A small silver keychain no more than two to three inches dangled from the end of the handle with a similar small hook design on the edge. With that, he jumped into a stance where he stood with his feet at his side with the left one in front, the left arm hanging loosely next to him while the right one held the keyblade at a straight horizontal position parallel to his abdomen at a short distance.

The Baron simply pulled out his large black, red and blue trimmed keyblade and cast another inferno of the darkness corrupted purplish and pink-black Firagun spell; burning away Heartless on impact as it swarmed around. After the Shadows were destroyed, a large dark orb crashed on top of them as they were transported to a smoky area where a large and powerful Behemoth awaited them.

"What the..?!" Imas began as the large Heartless growled and summoned a small ball of dark energy heading towards the bleach skinned boy. Impetus jumped in front of him as he deflected the shot easily before turning to Imas and shaking him furiously.

"Stop your staring and fight like a man you pathetic sap!" he growled as he let go of him and jumped at the Behemoth's back, impaling his blade into its rear. Imas' face twisted in rage at the remark he heard earlier. 'How DARE he, how dare he call me a sap. I'll show him. I'll show them ALL!'

"Why you little…" he began as he began to pulsate with purplish-red electric energy. He huffed angrily as his eyes flashed, "Now witness the strength of pure fear and agony, AAAAAAHHHHHH!"

With that he zipped over to the Behemoth's head and unleashed a blindingly fast electric based slashing aerial combo. Nequa dodge rolled away from a stomp from the Heartless' large feet and pointed her runeblade at the Behemoth.

"Now fall at my feet, Gravity!" the Behemoth mulled as its head slowly sunk to the ground as all the three children unleashed their combos on its long black horn.

Master Jaysun extended his arms as he looked back down at the three struggling.

'Time to end this once and for all'

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha hahaha!" he laughed evilly as the dragon's head on the side of his cloak opened its head and spat out a never ending spew of endless small pink-black fireballs at the Behemoth. The kids saw the devastating attack and cleared the way as every ball homed its way onto the Heartless as it screamed in pain. A stray ball struck Imas' white hoodie as it scorched off of his chest. 'Aww man!' he thought.

The Behemoth couldn't take anymore as it screamed and finally fell to the floor dead. The dragon stopped spitting instantly as the Behemoth evaporated into black ashes, a small red heart flew out and disappeared into the sky.

With that, the Baron walked over to his apprentices and narrowed his eyes at them as he spoke in his thick voice.

"I am impressed with each of you, however to unlock your full potential, you must surrender your heart, your will, your body and your soul to evil, not just darkness."
Imas and Nequa looked puzzled whereas Impetus nodded darkly. He was already learning the evil arts of darkness Master Jaysun Valtrith was teaching them.

A corridor of darkness opened behind them as he motioned the three with his tendril-like long hand to follow them.

"Come, we have much to learn. Although I do not enjoy teaching, but since you are all exceptional, I will extend my arm of charity towards you. Make your Master proud."

With that, the four stepped into the corridor, leading to their destination as it closed behind them.

A world hidden and normally inaccessible by almost everyone,

The stronghold for the Baron and his minions lurking there,

Castle Valtrith.

Well guys, hope you liked it. It was pretty dark I have to say, but that's just how the story is I'm afraid. If any of you play Dragonfable, you must have realized that I've made the infamous Baron Jaysun Valtrith the main antagonist of this story. For those of you who don't know who he is and are curious what he looks like, I suggest you to watch this video right here;

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It will also tell you just exactly what did the Baron do here to gain back his form from the deformed lich he was into earlier. More of the story will be revealed shortly, so I suggest y'all to stick around. And please review if you liked this chapter. And once again, sorry for the super late delay, I promise I'll update regularly now.