Warning: This chapter contains an extreme amount of blood and swearing. If you cannot deal with such things, please leave now. If you cant yet choose to go on anyway and get mentally scarred by this and go on to become a serial killer, legally this warning covers my ass.

I do not own Kingdom Hearts… and if I did, I know who I'd give it to : )

And without further ado… the chapter that I loved, yet hated, to write…

Chapter 19: Death and all of his Friends

A sea of multicolored darkness slowly writhed its way to the gates of the amphitheatre as the warriors holding teethed implements of magical power known as keys stood in grim silence, waiting for the moment when a single wave would rise from that sea and break upon them, shattering and scattering their sad attempt at a formation like particles of dust in the wind. That happened after approximately ten minutes of nervous, apprehensive, gut wrenching, vomit inducing, nail biting, just plain creepy calm. It wasn't the calm before the storm. It was as if the storm itself was calm, as if it had an aura of peace about it.

One second after those ten minutes, that aura was smashed and broken to such an extreme extent that if it had somehow violated every rule of physics ever created and became an undead, it would have ceased to exist from having so much excess damage done to it. In other terms, it got mother fucked by that dark wave that suddenly formed and began to charge at the poor, poor wielders of the Keys and other assorted WEIRD AS HELL WEAPONS, to quote Axel, shouting obscenities so horrid that each time one was said a small hole was torn in the fabric of the universe so that the Supreme Deity, if he/she/it even exists wouldn't hear it and throw a hissy fit, while setting their weapons ON FIRE. For a good deal of the Heartless that made up this massive wave, their bodies were their weapons. So they set themselves on fire and charged headfirst at their most hated of enemies while screaming things so horrible God wasn't allowed to hear them. In a word: rape. Total, utter rapeage on a scale so massive that the universe isn't quite large enough yet to fit it.

Despite suffering many wounds, only some of their number died, though Xaldin was only half dead. His top half was still struggling, still clinging to life despite inexplicably being removed from his legs at the waist.

Xaldin was sliced in twain by a magical blast of energy loosed by a Wizard. It was a rather strange blast, more like the bastard child of a crossbow bolt and a bolt of lightning. It deep fried his legs, but not his chest, leaving a treat for any cannibals that happened along.

Vexen died as the result of a flaming Shadow running into his shield Frozen Pride, melting it just enough for a small Cesium vial to impact on his shield and react with the water, blowing his arms clean off of his body. A fragment of never melting ice pierced his heart at a respectable fraction of the speed of sound, causing the muscle to quite literally explode.

Marluxia was crushed to a bloody pulp when a Defender was catapaulted into the air by a Behemoth and landed on him shield first. However, there was still enough of a spark of life left in him for him to utter a single word... ultima. The last of his life force was spent on quite literally blowing everything within fifteen feet of him straight to hell. Including himself.

Larxene, after seeing all of this happen, decided that life wasn't quite worth living when you were the only sadist left alive and charged into the storm, cutting down Heartless left and right. As she was about to be cut down by a Darkside, she unleashed all of her power at once, unleashing an extremely potent magical spell known as Lumieres. Unfortunately, her mind was overcome by the sheer intensity of the power coursing through her veins and she succumbed to the cold grip of death, her candle snuffed out by her own choice.

And they fought for two hours straight, holding off wave after wave after wave until they could be rescied by the transports. By the end of the second hour, Kairi had a multitude of cuts and burns along her arms and legs, a couple of bruised ribs, and was so exhausted she could barely stand. Yet she stood fast against the hordes of inky black. Then, a voice rang out through the din of the battle ," The transports are here! The fuckin transports are here!" Kairi had had no idea that Gabriel had such a piercing yell.

Then, she saw something that made her blood run like ice in her veins. Sora, lying five feet away from her on the warm bloodied sand, a stream of blood leaking from his broken nose, his dirty, sweaty hair matted against his head, his leg twisted in a direction that didn't look natural. A slash ran from his right eye to his right cheek. His eyes were staring with a steely daring resistance at the Invisible who stood above him, his sword poised to stab the poor boy right through the heart. Time seemed to freeze around her. Her thoughts twirled around through her head like butterflies in a hurricane, moving at lightspeed yet going along at random, nothing quite connecting to form something coherent. Until… she realized what had to be done. What she had to do.

She ran towards the spot where her boyfriend was about to be stabbed through the heart like a human sacrifice and brandished her keyblade before her. A tear formed in her eye, made crimson by the blood and sand on her face. The crimson tear dripped to the ground, the first of many to be shed that day.

She leapt forward, twisting as she did so that her back was parallel with the ground. She brought the keyblade up to be parallel with her chest, running all the way up to her face. The dark gleam of the Invisible's sword was reflected in her eyes as she slowly made her way towards her fate. She closed her eyes and opened her heart.

The loud, jarring sound of steel clashing with steel rang through the air as a bright, searing pain shot from her left eye to her left cheek. Then she felt the sword slip into her lower left chest. It burned with the fire of ten million suns. Through the intense sensation, she dimly felt her body impact against the soft hardness of the sand with a thud. A voice shrilly called out something. She realized it was her name.

Her vision began to grow hazy, foggy, like a window next to Niagara Falls. Through this haze she saw the Invisible get cut down by Riku, saw Sora somehow manage to get to his feet with that awfully broken leg of his and hobble the little distance that separated them, collapsing into a sobbing heap next to her. The pitter patter of feet also made it through the haze, which by now had spread to her hearing as well. The last thing she felt was Sora's head on her right side, his tears soaking into her shirt. The last thing she saw was an incomprehensible face above her. Then, she fell into the darkness.

I am the biggest asshole ever for ending it like this. I know. So sue me. You got to see the four most annoying people in the Organization die horrible deaths, so there.

… I think I like doing shorter chapters from now on. It takes less time, and it allows for a lot more concise, clear, connected writing. Of course, your opinions matter to me. Tell me what you, the readers, think.

… I have nothing else to say except review and favorites would be appreciated. Thank you.