Disclaimer: I am really not in the mood for typing it. IdonotownKingdomHeartsIjustownSkylerandtheChibbisthereIsaidit. Haha! Spell check has no spelling suggestions! -sticks out tongue at spell-check- Oh, and I'm pretty sure I don't own spell check…I think o.O
NOOO! I have been bombarded with schoolwork! History project, Science project, English project…when will the insanity end? And four misquito bites too. All over my face. I itch. ;.;
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Perched on top of a high building above the fountain was the giant suit of armor from our first visit to Traverse Town. For a moment, time seemed to stop. Donald, Goofy, and I were absolutely shocked. For once in his lifetime, Sora was actually right. It was unbelievable.
But we only had time to marvel for a moment, for the giant suit of armor leaped off the building and landed directly in front of us. If Donald was capable of making a high squeaking noise, he would have. But he didn't.
Sora's voice immediately filled the air. "We did it once, we can do it again! Let's take this guy down!"
I jumped aside a swipe from the armor's claws flew inches in front of my face. "And how are exactly are we supposed to do that?"
"We throw New Year's confetti and drop a decorated ball on his toe!" Sora called out suddenly.
Donald, Goofy, and I stared at Sora blankly. "A'hyuk?" Goofy finally managed.
"Nothing," Sora said as he was nearly crushed by the armor's foot, but deflected it with the Keyblade.
One by one, we destroyed the Heartless's parts, starting at the bottom and working up. After each part was gone, it would burst into a pile of energy orbs. However, throughout the whole fight, something was bothering me. I wasn't sure what it was, until I heard the voice in my head warn me of what was to come.
"It's gotten stronger now," the voice said, referring to the Heartless. "It won't go down as easily as last time."
"Yippee for us," I muttered gravely, then whacked the armor's torso with my Keyblade copy. It burst into energy orbs. Now only the head was left.
"Skyler!" Sora screamed over the noise of battle. "Do that Chibbi thing!"
I hesitated. The voice had warned that this time the armor was stronger. Would a tiny living art project do it in a second time?
My Keyblade copy disappeared. As if sensing what I had planned, the two Mystical Orbs flew up above the armor's head and hovered there for a moment before spinning like they normally did when creating a copy of something.
There was a blinding flash of light, one even brighter then when I would summon my Keyblade copy. Then, when the light dimmed, a giant, shining, mirrored ball that must have weighed at least 125 pounds was in the place of the Mystical Orbs.
Right on top of the armor's head.
There was a crash, and the armor was done in for sure. I smiled as Donald, Goofy, and Sora gawked at my work. "Happy New Year," I said under my breath.
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Sora, after recovering from his state of shock, stumbled over and put his arm around me. "That was clever thinking…" He paused for a moment, and then grinned wider than ever. I hadn't seen him grin that wide since we had met Donald and Goofy and Donald had explained that their ship ran on happy faces.
"It really was clever thing…" he continued, his grin broadening. "Good thing I came up with it!"
"You?" I laughed sarcastically. "You suggested we throw confetti and have a New Year's party! In the middle of July!"
"Well, it's been about a year since I've had a party. I…" Sora suddenly drifted off. I fell silent as well. Both of us had realized that as the Keyblade master and the Wielder of the Mystical Orbs, we had had no time to ourselves to do what we liked. Ever since we'd left the island, we'd been either fighting Heartless, sealing Keyholes, bickering with Donald and occasionally Goofy, and, if we had a little time left over, looking for our friends.
"Come on, Sora," I said quietly. "Let's go seal that Keyhole."
"Right," he said, just as quietly. "Let's go."
But just as the voice in my head had predicted, the armor wouldn't go down so easily.
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All Sora had time to do was take one step forward before the Heartless, which was currently a pathetic pile of green energy orbs, slowly formed together and recreated the monster we had worked so hard to defeat. Only this time, it was different.
The Heartless seemed completely disoriented, probably from being defeated once already, and was therefore unable to put itself properly back together. What had been the armor's arms were placed where his legs should have been, and give versa. Lastly, the visor protecting where whatever-was-inside-the-armor's face would have been flipped upwards, revealing two glowing yellow eyes.
Despite its clumsy appearance, the transformed Heartless was much stronger then the original. Its arm-feet clawed at us as they stomped, and when the foot-arms swung back and forth, they were bigger and heavier, causing more damage if they hit.
"Skyler!" Sora called out to me as he drank a potion, healing his injuries. "Do that New Year's thing again!"
"No can do, Captain!" I called back in a half-joking way while dodging a claw-stomp. "I'm too tired!"
"You mean using the Mystical Orbs takes energy?" Sora gasped, swatting at and missing the Heartless. "But using my Keyblade doesn't cost me a thing, except for some arm-ache from swinging it around!"
"Yes it does!" I said. "When you use magic it does, you melee-freak!" I was fustrated. Now was no time for explaining about MP (he should have been listening when Merlin explained anyway), and his obliviousness made me very angry.
"What'd you just call me?" He called back angrily, and lost focus. He stumbled backwards, narrowly missing a swipe/stomp. He fell on his back, and before Donald, Goofy, or I could help him, the armor tipped over sideways (kind of like a teapot), and crushed him with its foot/arm.
"SORA!" I screamed, running his unconscious body. "No…" Sorrow rushed through my body, straight to my fast-beating heart. "No…Sora…can't…"
Donald was next to me in a second. "Sora…" He managed, then stood up, tears burning through his eyes- I could see.
"CURE!" he screamed, and a cure spell was cast on Sora. We waited for a second, but he didn't move. "Oh, Sora…" Donald sobbed.
Goofy, who had been distracting the Heartless while we grieved, was the last to come over. "Gawrsh, we gotta make him better!" He said with the usual slur, but his cheeriness was gone. "This is the best I got," he murmured softly, then took out a potion and poured it in Sora's mouth.
Still no reaction.
A scream was heard in the background, and Donald and Goofy turned around, realizing that the Heartless was terrorizing a young couple sitting nearby. They immediately rushed to save them, abandoning my lifeless brother.
"Sora," I whispered, fishing through my pockets. "Please come back now. We need you." I sob escaped my mouth. "The Keyblade Master can't die!"
I finally found what I needed- my only high potion that I had received as a gift two years ago, back on the island.
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Flashback: Skyler is eight, Sora is 12, Riku is 13. Skyler is kicking an upright log, trying to get her kick right. One time, she kicks too hard, and she and the log fall over. Her face hits the rough sand, and, exhausted from training and injuries, starts to cry.
Hearing her sobs, 13-year-old Riku runs to her, turning her on her back. He wipes her tears and calms her down, until her sobs have been reduced to meek whimpers. Finally, he fishes through his backpack to find a high potion, and pours a few drops for Skyler to drink. She gulps it down and immediately feels better.
"You can have it," Riku says, handing her the remaining liquid.
Skyler smiles shyly, almost blushing. "Really?" she asks quietly.
"Really." Riku smiles, then turns around and begins to walk home. Skyler stays and watches him walk away, but then suddenly, he stops.
"To tell the truth," he says, "I have about 20 more at home."
The feeling that she has been given something significant and important goes away, and Skyler storms home, angry.
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Later, at dinner, Skyler shows Sora and her mother the gift she received from Riku. Her mother brushes it off with "Oh, that's nice," but Sora immediately gets angry, jealous of his little sister.
"How come Riku always gives you cool free stuff? You're just a little girl! I'm his best friend!" Sora complains.
"Maybe to him, you're just a little boy!" Skyler fights back, shielding the glass vial holding the high potion from Sora's grabbing hands.
"Ugh," Sora finally says, giving up. "You're such a snobbish little brat."
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I regretted that after-dinner fight now more than ever. Tears streaming down my cheeks, I pulled the cork out of vial that had always held the high potion and poured the rest of the liquid in Sora's mouth.
"You always wanted it, didn't you, Sora?" I said sadly, quietly. "I'm so sorry. You probably deserved it more…"
I call for help quickly called me away from my unconscious sibling. I ran over to Donald and Goofy to help them defend the couple from the Heartless.
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As soon as I laid eyes on the armor, all my sorrow for Sora immediately turned to rage. I hated the Heartless for killing him, hated the Heartless for taking away my only family, hated it for everything that happened, even things that it didn't do.
It took only minutes for me to completely destroy it.
"Skyler…" came a quiet murmur, and I realized it was the voice in my head, which sounded very disappointed.
What? I thought back hotly.
"There's a terrible darkness brooding in your heart." The voice sounded very worried. "It's growing every second. You've got to calm down now."
How can I be calm? I replied, still angry. My brother is dead.
"Go back and check on your sibling. You may find he's…overdosed with potions and cure spells."
What? I was confused, but I ran back to where Sora's body was, bringing Donald and Goofy with me. Sora's body was no longer on the ground, where I had left it, but standing on a bench, jumping up and down.
"Sora…you're alive!" I said happily, running to hug him.
"Of course I am!" he said heroically, swinging his Keyblade. "Would muscles like these ever die?" He grinned.
I groaned. Same old Sora.
"Why do you always have to go and worry everyone?" I demanded. "We thought you were dead!!!"
Sora looked at me blankly. "Dead…?" He grinned wider than seemed physically possible. "How could I be dead? I feel great!!! Like someone gave me a potion, a high potion, and even a cure spell! But then again, how's that possible?"
I groaned. Thinking he was in critical conditions, Donald, Goofy, and I had overdosed Sora with cure medications, and now, with all his energy and more restored, he was going to be unusually hyper for about 12 hours.
However, I forced a smile. "Sora, I know a way you can get rid of that excess energy…" I tempted.
"Howhowhow?" Sora said, bouncing around.
"Go seal that Keyhole!"
Sora ran over to the fountain.
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Watching the flashing lights of the Keyhole being sealed, all the anger and sorrow inside me that was creating the darkness faded away bit by bit. No matter what happened- Sora faking death, Donald being Donald, Goofy…well, y'know- I would be happy to be with this (slightly dysfunctional) family of friends.
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Wow…I haven't updated for 2 months! Since HALLOWEEN! Fortunately, this is a nice, long, 6-page chappie, so…Merry/Happy Belated Christmas, Hanukkah, and Kwanza!!! And Happy New Year!!! I got it here just in time…and I got an A on all those projects I mentioned.
And to all those people who follow my website: Hah! I told you I could do it before '07!