Ok… this is a short one. I kind of rushed it out cause I'm going to Marching Band camp tomorrow and I will not be able to write till Tuesday night the earliest. To save some face on this, I will make this a part one chapter. Parts two and three will come up when I come back from band camp. Well, on with this part of a chapter then.

Chapter 28: Revelation Part 1: Killer Queen

Well… this is bad. This is really bad. Like having a sudden case of diarrhea in a gas station restroom bad. Like Swine Flu bad. Like getting the swine flu the day before your good friend's Sweet Sixteen and being forced to miss it due to the fact that you are puking your guts out from it. Like finding out that that same friend just went through a horrible break up that same day and was planning on asking you out at the party and because you weren't there she was a hysterical mess for most of it and that when she found out why you weren't there she became even sadder bad. It is as bad as somebody saying that Morgan Freeman is a bad actor is a stupid, tasteless idiot. If Hitler and Mussolini had had a love child with a demon, and that love child had been feed only dead babies and constipation inducing foods and that child was sent to live with you for a month, and if you said one thing wrong it would beat your ass so hard that your relative would be screaming in pain from it, that would be about as bad as this situation. On a scale of one to ten in badness, this is a one… followed by a hundred zeros.

We are on a collision course with the ship housing our target, the frigate Raimon. With some luck, we will survive the impact and be able to board the ship to look for our target. We are fully rested up and ready to fight. The ice we were encased in melted once we reached this world due to the back wash we received from the engines of a passing space craft that flew extremely close to us .On the surface everything seems to be perfectly fine. What, then, is the problem?

We just received word from the brass that she was on that ship, that hyper child of doom, that artificial memory demon, that magical whirlwind of destruction and chaos. She has slain more Heartless than almost anybody else I can think of. She is the personification of everything a Heartless isn't, as well as some things we are but don't admit too being. She is a replica of memoires, a Nobody with a heart. She is a combo of the strength and Stubbornness of Sora, the spirit of Kairi, and the ruthlessness and speed of Riku in one small, highly capable package. She is a multi layered cake of sweetness, sensitivity, and hyperness covering an intense core of pure magical power and fury. In a word: Xion.

Or at least the successor to the original Xion who came with the new Sora to this world. Whatever her origin may be, anyone named Xion is extremely bad news for Heartless. Apparently, three days ago there was a battle on the Destiny Islands where a large force of Heartless attacked these newcomers and some other keyblade wielders. It was reported that she guarded the flank of the small force of keyblade wielders, and that not a single force sent to attack either flank got through due to her and her awesome capabilities at the destruction of Heartless.

So, if we ran into her on this ship, we were basically dead. Sure, we were elites, but there were only four of us. Considering that that over a thousand of us were in each of those flanking attacks, that meant that we were screwed beyond belief.

As we approached the interception point between our shuttle and the frigate, the knowledge that Xion was on there began to burn in our minds. We had no idea what was going to happen on that ship now. What little bit of a plan we actually had was more full of holes than Swiss cheese that had been used as target practice by a machine gunner after being partially eaten by a mouse.

Finally, Vergere caught sight of the frigate through the cockpits viewport. As it grew in the viewport, we began to grow more and more nervous. Well… here goes nothing.

The frigate tried to make an evasive maneuver, but we were heading towards it at too big of a fraction of the speed of light for that to work. We were headed right for the hangar now due to their maneuver. Whatever Heartless gods there might be in that possibility of a Heartless heaven, grant us whatever luck you may or may not have to grant. Here it comes. Apparently, Vergere can see some unfortunate fools in the hangar. Better run out of the way if you don't want to die. Not that I care. After all, every one of them that dies is one more that I don't have to worry about when I'm fighting my way through the ship to kill Sora and when I'm running like all hell from Xion. Impact is in five… four… three… two… one…

That is it for this part. Unfortunately, I have to sleep now. I need to get up in like 6 hours to board a bus for a two and a half hour ride to the middle of nowhere so I can learn how to be a champion musician for the third year in a row. Adios guys. Whether you review this or not is up to you. Oh, and the next chapter will not be filler. It will have some actual content in it. Like some secrets about Roxas, Naminé, and Captain Shade and his merry band of Heartless. Well, till next time guys, adios. Again, sorry this is so short. It is really all I have time for : (