We is on chapter 10, correct? Yes, yes we is. Awesome!
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I don't own Kingdom Hearts. If I did, Roxas and Axel would be married. I do own my OCs though. So no stealy my Myris-kun! He's totally mine!
Chained
Riku sighed, watching his five siblings tumbling about in front of their small house. Yori and Kole were chasing each other around in a never ending game of tag, Maki watching them, looking like he desperately wanted to join in but felt himself above it. Allis was watching little Benj scamper about, trying to play with the twins, but mostly falling down and giggling a lot. Riku smiled as he watched them. He had barely given his family a single thought on his journeys, and now he was realizing just how much he had missed in his absence. Little Benj was walking and talking; when Riku had last saw him, he'd still been in a crib. Yori and Kole were almost eight, and already in school, no longer the five year old mischief makers their brother remembered them as. Allis was now almost in charge of the group, the ten year old acting as the mother figure in her Mom's constant absence, and Maki now considered himself all but grown up, being less then a year away from becoming a teenager.
Riku sighed again. He'd missed so much, and his family was so poor....
Right now, the children were playing in front of a tiny two room house with a broken roof and doors and windows that hung off their hinges. Their house was right on the oceanfront, so that their mother had easy access to the boat that she used to fish for a large majority of their meals. But because of that, cold sea breezes were constant, making the house almost unbearably cold. The yard was simply a small plot of half dead weeds in front of an extremely rocky area of beach, with an unsteady dock built on a higher area of ground.
Riku sighed once more, placing his hand on his cheek. "Are you okay big brother?" inquired Allis, walking over to sit beside her brother on the rotting porch step. Riku smiled and ruffled the ten-year-olds curls. "Yep. I'm fine little sister, don't you worry about me," he lied. Allis stared up at her brother, disbelief plain in her pale, gray-green eyes.
Suddenly, a deep feeling of dread began to manifest itself inside the Dark Warrior, and a horrible chill began to creep up his spine. Riku's eyes narrowed and he leapt to his feet, startling little Allis.
"Riku?" said the girl, standing up as well. Riku ignored her, turning to the four children in the yard. "Maki! Yori! Kole! Get inside right now! Allis, grab Benj. Lock all the doors and windows and hide under the table!" commanded Riku sternly, fighting a rising panic for his siblings as the foreboding feelings got stronger and stronger.
"Riku? What's wrong?" asked Maki, slightly irritated. "It doesn't matter! Just get inside now!" shouted Riku, feeling the telltale aura of darkness closing in on the area.
Yori's eyes widened. "But wh-,"
"Just shut up and go inside! Stop asking questions and do what I say! And don't make a sound when you get in there! Just run in, lock up, hide and shut up!" yelled Riku desperately, causing his siblings to stare at him in shock...and fear.
Quickly, Allis grabbed Benj, the three year old protesting as the little girl pulled him into the house. Yori and Kole were right behind her, practically bowling her over in their mad rush to get away from their angsting brother. Maki walked slowly behind, turning his head to glare at his brother. "Bossing us around and yelling like that...you're no better than Dad," growled the twelve-year-old, before disappearing into the small, decrepit dwelling, the door slamming shut behind him.
Riku winced, Maki's words wounding him deeply. Then, the Keyblader pushed the thoughts out of his mind, and summoned Way to Dawn, letting his mind fall into the cool, collected state that it took on during battles.
Suddenly, a billowing dark vortex opened up in front of Riku, and the teenager narrowed his eyes, praying that his siblings would stay in the house.
The darkness stabilized into a Corridor of Darkness, and within seconds, two figures had emerged.
Riku regarded the two figures, shocked by the amount of darkness that they were exuding. One of the figures was a large wolf with shaggy brown fur and a comical expression on his face, the other was a teenager, short and slight in build, but radiating menace.
Riku watched as they approached, the Corridor disappearing behind them.
The wolf bounded forward, sniffing the ground and air in front of the silver-haired teenager. Riku bristled and took a step back, causing the wolf to giggle shamelessly.
"Ooh, Master, is that him? Is that the dark one with the silver hair? Well, teehee, obviously he's the one with the silver hair, seeing as his hair is silver, but is he the dark one with the silver hair? Oh, probably, 'cause he looks all dark standing there with his sword like that. Oh! He has a sword! Oh, look, he's ready! Master Myris, this is going to be fun! This is going to be really fun! I can't wait to-,"
"For the love of all that's holy, SHUT UP!" screeched Myris, whacking Koru over the head. The wolf let out a short yelp, before falling silent, though his tail still wagged furiously as he stared at Riku with gleaming, eager eyes.
Riku was unnerved by the sheer hunger in the animal's small, dark eyes, staring at him with savage longing, drool dripping from his large jaws, teeth glinting. Koru had taken a step forward, glaring at Riku, a smile on his muzzle.
"Who are you? What do you want?" said Riku, raising Way to Dawn threateningly. Myris laughed and smirked. "Well, you didn't beat around the bush did you? My name is Myris, the Pe-Lua of Della Luna. That means I'm the Moon Prince, in case you didn't get that," he said condescendingly. Riku growled, hating the situation more and more with each passing moment.
"This pup over there is Koru," continued Myris, gesturing towards the wolf by his side, "And we are here to...engage in a battle with you." The traitor prince bowed deeply. Unbeknownst to Riku, as he bowed, he pulled his weapons out from under his cloak. With a smile, Myris straightened up.
And fired.
Riku barely had time to react as a storm of dark magic pellets rained towards him.
"REFLEGA!" he shouted, raising his keyblade just as the dark pellets reached him.
Immediately, a barrier of dark magic surrounded the teenager, burning up the bullets before they could hit him. The shield dissipated, a few wisps of darkness remaining in the air where the pellets had disintegrated.
Myris smirked, brandishing his guns in their usual position; upside down with his pinkies on the triggers. "Ooh, nice. You blocked it! Not a lot of people can do that. Point to you I suppose," said Myris with a shrug. Suddenly, the Dark prince once again sent a hail of dark bullets at Riku, who again, immediately cast a Dark Reflega and blocked them. Riku's eyes were narrowed as he lowered Way to Dawn.
"What do you want? What are you doing here?" demanded the silver haired teenager.
"Hm, you blocked them again. Nice reflexes and you've got magic too. Don't see that to often in Del Perso..." said Myris, half to himself, completely ignoring Riku.
"Hey! I'm talking to you!" shouted the Keyblade Wielder angrily. Myris turned back towards the Dark Warrior an amused expression on his face. "Are you? I hadn't noticed. Hm, oh this is so troublesome. I don't want to fight you. I want to fight the Unlocker, but the Dark Lord's stupid pets get to have their fun with him. It's so unfair! Ugh, I just have no motivation to even try and fight," said the traitor prince with a melodramatic sigh. Koru looked up at his Master, smiling. "Then can I fight him Master?" he asked eagerly, his tale wagging. Myris sighed and waved his hand offhandedly, turning to look at Riku with half-closed, violet eyes.
"I suppo-,"
Myris froze, his gaze locked on Riku's arms, his eyes wide in shock and anger.
"Master?" asked Koru, his body lowered into a springing position, his whole being quivering with the anticipation of leaping at Riku, but held in check by the need for his Master's permission. Myris growled, tensing up and raising his guns threateningly.
"You!" he spat. "What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know what you've done, you insufferable aberration!" Myris was practically shaking with anger, his eyes burning. Riku raised an eyebrow and looked around, then turned his gaze back to the Dark Prince. "You talking to me?" he said finally, raising his other eyebrow.
"Yes I'm talking to you, you filthy, disproportionate ingrate! Who else is so horrifically off-center as to rock the very foundations of this world!" he snarled angrily. Riku frowned, and turned to look at Koru, who was still frozen in his about-to-spring position. Then, he turned back to Myris. "Care to elaborate?" he asked snidely. Still shaking with anger, Myris raised one of his guns and pointed at Riku's left arm. "Your arms! Your f(oops!)ing arms! Your left arm has an armband, but your right one doesn't! It's unsymmetrical! It's horrible! An aberration of unparalleled proportions! You've disrupted the very fabric of this world! How could you do that! How could you be so blatantly disproportionate! How could you mar your otherwise perfectly proportionate outfit with such a....a....a....such an aberration! It's diabolical! It's unforgivable! It's a crime on humanity!" ranted the traitor prince.
Riku slowly looked down at his arms, bewildered by Myris's sudden outburst. "I'm...sorry?" he said, bemused. "Sorry?" squeaked Myris, his voice rising several pitches, "Sorry?! That's all you can say you insufferable bastard?! You completely disregard the rules of symmetry and perfect harmony and all you can say is sorry? That's it! Koru, go, I don't know, scout the area or something. This disproportionate aberration is mine."
Koru whimpered and rose up out of his springing position, sulking as he moved away from the soon-to-be battle area. "I never get to have any fun," muttered the Shadow Wolf sullenly.
Myris moved closer to Riku, brandishing his guns. The silver haired teenager raised Way to Dawn, his eyes narrowed as he sunk back down into a battle position. Myris smiled eagerly, though his eyes still burned with rage as they took in Riku's unsymmetrical appearance. The Dark Prince raised his guns and Riku tensed, prepared for another hail of dark pellets.
"Oh don't worry," said Myris as he saw Riku tense, "I'm not doing that again." The traitor prince grinned sinisterly before lifting his weapons high and shouting: "Original form! Kasumi! Nila! Come Free!"
A dark purple aura surrounded the guns, and they began to change shape. The lower barrel flipped backwards so that it joined the back end of the top barrel, as did the handle, and the whole thing grew longer. The harpoon grew in size as well, the three spikes on either side growing into wickedly sharp blades. The barrel tightened around the stick, so that they melded together, and the trigger grew to become a new handle.
"Riku, the Dark Warrior, wielder of the Way to Dawn Keyblade, I am Prince Myris, and these are my blades, Scura Kasumi and Scura Nila, Dark Mist and Dark Night. Prepare to die at their hands!" snarled Myris, holding his reformed weapons at the ready. The Dark Prince drew back his left arm, and then whipped it forward, the harpoon bit at the front of Kasumi whipping out, a spiked chain streaming behind it. Riku barely had time to dodge out of the way before the spike hit the spot where he had stood a moment before. Riku did a backflip as Nila came at him from the other side, the spiked whip narrowly missing his head. As the teen landed, he raised Way to Dawn to deflect Kasumi's attack, and then jumped out of the way of Nila, casting a Dark Firaga at Myris. The Prince jumped out of the way and sped forward, whipping Kasumi at Riku, who jumped to the side. However, the Dark Warrior didn't move fast enough, and the chain, covered in small spikes, wrapped around his leg.
Riku howled in pain and sent another Firaga at Myris. This one managed to skim the Prince's right shoulder and Myris yelped, dropping the weapon in that hand. Kasumi immediately retracted and returned to its sword state. Riku stumbled out of the way as the chain left his leg, gritting his teeth in pain. Myris swore under his breath and sent Nila flying directly at the teenager's chest, but Riku quickly parried the spike with Way to Dawn. He then sent a Thundaga directly at the weapon, electricity running down the chain to its wielder. Myris screamed in agony as electricity ripped through his body and he dropped Nila the chain retracting into the main body of the weapon as he did.
With a yell, Riku charged at Myris, running at him full speed. Myris snarled, picking up Nila and Kasami, and holding them at the ready.
CLANG!!!!
There was a massive clangy sound as Way to Dawn hit Kasumi and Nila, Myris having crossed the two weapons to protect himself. The two sprang apart, and Myris jabbed forward with Kasumi, sweeping around the other side with Nila. Riku parried Kasumi, and roared in pain as Nila slashed his side. The silver haired teenager fell to the ground, and then rolled out of the way as Myris plunged both his weapons down.
Riku stood up shakily, holding his side, which was gushing blood. Feeling his strength beginning to leave him, he raised Way to Dawn, deciding to cast a healing spell.
"Cura-AUGHHHH!!"
Riku bellowed in pain and dropped Way to Dawn as Myris released Kasumi and sent her flying towards the Keybearer, the spiked whip plunging into the warrior's shoulder.
Riku fell to his knees, the harpoon still embedded in his body, the three blades on the right side of it deep in his shoulder, hidden from view, while the blades on the other side protruded grotesquely. Blood oozed from the holes formed by the three jutting blades, while blood began to pool under the Warriors skin from where the other three blades were tearing up his insides, creating large, unsightly red blotches on his shoulder and upper arm.
Riku shook, the ache worse than anything he'd ever felt before. Besides the obvious pain of having a metal spike and six blades rooted in your shoulder, there was also a fierce, unbelievable painful burning sensation, like the whole weapon was on fire and burning Riku wherever it touched him. The wounds on his side and leg were also burning, but not as terrible as his shoulder.
Riku gasped as Myris yanked the chain, pulling the spike. However, Kasumi seemed lodged in his shoulder, the blades scraping his shoulder blade and arm bone. The Dark Warrior roared in pain, causing Myris to laugh sadistically.
"Aw, poor Riku! Can the big bad dark warrior not take the pain!" sneered Myris, his words curling into a snarl as he once again pulled on Kasumi. Riku's next bellow of pain was bone-chilling, a guttural cry so filled with agony that Myris couldn't help but wince. Still, the Traitor Prince felt no sympathy for the tormented teenager, harbouring a deep hatred for Riku, due to his unsymmetrical outfit. Myris was certain that the Dark Warrior was getting exactly what was coming to him, and felt nothing but pleasure as he watched blood pour out of Riku's side and ooze out of his shoulder and leg.
However, Myris was completely unprepared for what happened next.
The door of Riku's house banged open, revealing four very angry Riku-clones.
"Riku!!!!" they all cried, running towards their injured big brother. "No! Stop! Go back and hide...," said Riku hoarsely, his voice tight with pain and barely rising above a strained whisper. "Big brother!" cried Allis, completely ignoring what Riku was saying as she ran towards the injured teenager, Maki, Yori and Kole following.
"Aw, how sweet. The little brats coming to save their big brother!" cooed Myris, who then pulled savagely on Kasumi, causing Riku to once again roar out in pain.
"Riku!" cried the four children, crowding around their big brother anxiously. Maki turned to face Myris, his hands clenched into fists and his face screwed up in anger. "What did you do to Nii-san? (1) Why did you hurt him? What's that....that...spiky thing in...in his shoulder. Who are you? Why are you hurting my brother?!" cried the twelve-year-old, tears welling up in his emerald eyes as Riku let out another pain stricken howl.
Myris laughed manically and grinned. "I'm hurting your brother because he's a disproportionate aberration, my little friend. You're no better I'm afraid. Your hair's all spiked to the side; it's ridiculous! And you've done the same thing as your brother; got an armband on one arm and not the other. What is wrong with you people! God, I guess I'm going to have to murder you too aren't I? This is so troublesome, sigh, I might as well kill the lot of you, it's not like I have-OW!"
Myris yelped in pain as something large, hard, and pointy struck him in the eye. His right eye rapidly swelling, Myris looked around for his assailant.
Maki stood, two more rocks from the extremely stony beach clenched in his hand. Myris growled, dropping Kasumi, lodged as it was in Riku's shoulder, and brandishing Nila as he advanced upon the young boy. Then, the Dark Prince yelped as three more sharp stones hit him in the back. Myris spun around to see Yori and Kole, glaring at him as they brandished stones, ready for the throwing. Myris smiled as he released Nila into its whip form, noting the flash of fear across the twins' faces.
"You kids," he said with unbridled delight, "Are going to die slowly."
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I meant for this chapter to be longer, but for some reason, it was killing me to write it. I don't know why, I was just having major issues concentrating.
So we have a little Riku-torture here. I know one of my readers (BlueandRedButterflies) doesn't like blood, so I apologize!
Hehe, I also know you guys are dying to see what happened to Sora, so....you'll have to wait and see!
(1)Couldn't resist! I watch too much Full Metal Alchemist....
xoxo, natcat5 ;p