Me: Alright people, currently I'm pissed because now everyone thinks Sora can't do anything. I only made him lose his battles so far because I thought I would be mobbed by angry readers if I was biased toward my fave character! BUT NO LONGER. Now we shall see Sora's unbelievably beast kick- side of awesomeness! A request was sent in by Mata Nui, thanks for the suggestion, it was Sephiroth and Sora vs. Lingering Sentiment and Roxas. Which is epic beyond comprehension. But I'm changing it a little (Sorry Mata Nui, I hope you don't mind) Sora will face all three of them.
Sora: (pales) What?
Me: Sora vs. Sephiroth, Roxas (more like Ven), and Lingering Sentiment! LET'S DO THIS!
Sora: You….really think I can take them on my own?
Me: Of course, I wouldn't put you out there if I didn't think you could make it! C'mon Sora, I'LL ALWAYS BELIEVE IN YOU!
Sora: Thanks:) I'll fight. For you.
Me: REALLY? C'MON SORA, YOU CAN DO THIS! Ok, this could get crazy, I have awesomeness sunglasses for those of you who need protection from this! I have awesomeness-proof vests too….
The arena converts into a rendition of the Badlands. The field of dry age-old stone is desolate and barren, devoid of any life, hope, or sound. A slow wind blows a cloud of dust across the empty plain. The lone warrior steps slowly into the battlefield, staring straight ahead into destiny's eyes. In his right hand, he holds Ultima Weapon, the enormous blue twisted blade gleaming in the faint sunlight. He stands among the spires of rock in the valley of a giant canyon. His gaze is fixed straight ahead. He waits, knowing his enemies are near. There is no sign of movement, but as another strong gust blows through, more dirt is swept across the field. Shadows linger behind it, and as the dust clears, there they stand. The three warriors. One bearing a long silver sword and a single black wing. Another carrying a twisted form of a Keyblade, clothed completely in black and white. The final one is clad in a suit of armor and bears another Ultima Weapon, this one white and feathery. They stand facing their lone opponent. There is no sound but the waves of wind washing over the desert shores.
No gong sounds, but Sora feels the internal beginning to the war. He is the first to rush forward, his enemies waiting for him to come to them. As he nears the armored warrior, he swings in a large arc. Roxas blocks while Sephiroth and the Sentiment come in from either side. The Keyblade Master backflips into the air, the two villains' weapons meeting each other rather than their foe. Sora hurls his key back down to the earth, plunging it into the soil. Pillars of light explode around it, blasting Sephiroth and the Sentiment. Roxas flips backward away from them just in time to avoid it. Sora calls Ultima Weapon back to him as he begins to fall back toward the barren ground. The one-winged angel unfurls his wing and takes to the sky, soaring to meet his opponent. Sora guards, the swords clashing as Sephiroth flies past him. The Sentiment is next to leap, striking at its opponent in the air. This too is guarded and the two remain locked in combat until both have landed unharmed on the ground. As soon as the Keybearer's feet hit the ground, Roxas charges forward, swinging his enormous Keyblade at Sora. The hero whips around, swinging his oversized blade to counter. A clang resounds through the valley as sparks fly from the colliding Keyblades. The Sentiment aids Roxas in assaulting from all sides. Sora expertly dodges all of them, rolling and ducking and flipping out of harm's way. Sephiroth dives down from above, sword curved to run his target through. Roxas and the Sentiment swing simultaneously. Sora flips above the incoming blades, blocking Sephiroth's air dive as he does so. He lands on the ground, facing them all, determined expression never wavering.
The Lingering Sentiment warps forward, thrusting its demonic blade forward. Sora becomes shrouded in light that explodes outward, blinding Vanitas' spirit and halting the attack. When the three adversaries can see again, they find the hero clothed in royal blue, hovering above the ground. The Sentiment quickly shakes off its stunned state and assaults the warrior again. Sora flips upside down over the attack, fires a series of blue orbs, and lands again. The spheres collide with the Sentiment and push it backward. Roxas rushes forward to strike while Sephiroth takes to the skies. Roxas swings repeatedly at the competitor, but Sora dances backward with each attack, avoiding every single one. Then, aiming his blade at the armored boy's chest, he fires more of the magical orbs. Roxas is blasted backward. The Sentiment has gotten up and is upon the Keybearer again, warping fiercely, trying to trick its foe. Sora focuses, trying to pinpoint his enemy's exact location. He aims, waits, and as soon as the spirit appears in his sight, he shoots. The spheres connect again. The Sentiment braces itself as it's barraged with a magical force. Sephiroth sees an opening and dives from above. Sora turns to face the airborne foe and fires his magical orbs again. They blast Sephiroth in the face but he keeps diving, sword in hand. The Keyblade Master swoops out of the way, gliding along the ground as if skating. Sephiroth doubles back around, coming in for a second attempt. Sora surprises his incoming rival by reverting back to his normal mode and running forward. The hero leaps upward, pitching his key in an uppercut. He smashes the dark angel's head upward, knocking him out of his diving position. The Keybearer continues the assault, thrusting his key down into his foe's stomach. Sephiroth lets out a silent cry as he falls to the earth, scarred. Sora lands on his feet, crouched like a cat. The Lingering Sentiment sends its blade into an arc through the air. A crescent of energy fires off of it, heading toward Sora. The kingdom keeper prepares to block it, but Roxas shows up behind him, distracting him. He whips around, blocking the armored boy's attack, but this causes the Sentiment's projectile to blast into his back. He winces and steps forward a few feet. Roxas slices upward, hoping to gut his opponent, but Sora parries and counters. Roxas does a backflip to avoid the reprisal. Sephiroth, who has staggered to his feet, blasts forward, swinging his unusually large blade at the boy. Sora sidesteps, the weapon sliding right under his arm and past him. Sephiroth's momentum carries him toward his enemy without allowing him to stop. Sora spins around, coming full circle by the time Sephiroth has just reached him, and stabs Ultima Weapon right into the one-winged angel's back. His eyes widen as it plunges through his body, then he wavers in the air, careening into the ground and sliding a few feet before laying still.
Sora calls his key back from the fallen body just as the Sentiment and Roxas close in. They both jab at their opponent, one on either side. Sora leaps up, Keyblade thrust in between the two, and guards both strikes, one from either side colliding with the blade. When he lands again, he spins around rapidly, creating a small whirlwind of dust around himself while his key juts out, spinning right by the enemies' faces. They're forced to step back to avoid being hit and blinded by the sand. Then the Keyblade Master fires fifty feet into the air, the wind lifting him upward. His opponents' eyes rise to the spot where he hovers, his outline silhouetted against the blazing sun. The Lingering Sentiment warps up toward the boy while Roxas ascends the air in a series of flipping jumps. The masked Keybearers assault their foe, sending blow after blow at him. Roxas strikes with deadly speed, Sora watching each swing and quickly defending himself against them. The Sentiment has begun warping furiously around the Keyblade Master, attacking from all sides. Sora spins and flips as he falls from the sky, parrying his opponents wherever they strike. He starts to become overwhelmed by the lightning-fast attacks from Roxas and the Sentiment's ever-changing location. He knows he can't block everything much longer, so he casts an Aeroga spell, surrounding himself in a raging cyclone. His two challengers are blasted away from him, each landing on their feet. Sora lands next, catching himself perfectly on his feet. The Lingering Sentiment doesn't hesitate. It charges forward as soon as it has the chance. Swinging in an uppercut while Sora leaps out of the way, the tip of its key just barely knicks the boy's arm, leaving a small shallow cut. Sora lands and pounces from his spot, countering the Sentiment. Ultima Weapon clangs against the ghostly figure's chest, shredding its body suit and leaving a series of gashes across its body. Roxas swipes at Sora's head from behind, but the Keybearer ducks under it. Suddenly, the whole field grows dark. Roxas has disappeared and Sora finds himself facing the Sentiment, the whole arena black as night. The spirit of Vanitas floats in the air. Then large ominous spikes of darkness appear on all sides of Sora. He looks all around him, trying to figure out what's happening. The Sentiment smirks behind its clouded mask. The spires of darkness all careen inward to stab through their target. They all converge in the center, sliding their lethal sharp points past each other. But all they pierce is the perpetual darkness of the room. Sora has disappeared.
Suddenly, something strikes the Sentiment across the back. It whips around, swinging its key to strike back but there's nothing there. Another strike comes in from the side. The Sentiment turns again, but its foe has vanished once more. The Sentiment scans the area, watching for its opponent. This time, it sees its enemy just before the blow lands. Two gleaming yellow eyes pounce through the darkness and the creature rips through the Sentiment's chest, blending with the shadows on the other side. Sora is shrouded in shadows, hunched over like an animal, glowing empty orbs replacing his usual soft blue eyes. He pounces forward repeatedly, gaining speed each time, until his confused foe has nearly been shredded apart. The Sentiment breathes heavily, looking around for its enemy. The dark Sora appears behind it, blasting the spirit with a forceful explosion of nightfall. The Lingering Sentiment is thrown forward, defenseless, about to collapse. The Keyblade Master's dark self leaps onto its preys back. With an emotionless stare, it swings its claw of a hand down upon the Sentiment's neck. The spirit of Vanitas stiffens, then fades into nothing.
The darkness clears and Anti-Form immediately leaps for Roxas, its last opponent. Taken aback by the sudden assault and his opponent's new frightening form, the warrior isn't prepared to defend himself. Sora breaks the boy's guard, blasting him with hard dark scratches, battering his armor. Quickly regaining his focus, Roxas smashes his Ultima Weapon into the creature's chest. Anti-Form is thrown backward, flipping and catching itself on all fours. In a burst of light, the heartless creature becomes its original self again. Sora rushes forward, the serious expression from the start of the battle still on his face, and does an arcing overhead swing. Roxas forcefully swings his blade up, the two keys colliding and creating a tremendous resounding echo. The force causes both competitors to stagger back a few feet. Roxas is the first to regain himself, somersaulting through the air toward his adversary. Sora dodge rolls under his opponent, causing him to strike the ground where the boy once stood. Sora leaps up behind, uppercutting Roxas sharply in the back. Wincing but quickly becoming furious, the armored Keybearer whips around with a swing of his Ultima Weapon. He slashes Sora on the side of the neck, leaving a deep cut. Sora clenches his teeth, shaking off the pain before Roxas can strike again. The warrior relentlessly strikes, gaining a new confidence from landing a blow. Sora manages to guard them all, holding his ground. Roxas makes one last swing across, hoping to slice through his opponent's gut. Sora somersaults through the air over the Nobody's head, dodging the attack and setting himself up for a back strike. Roxas turns and blocks before Sora can slice him across the back. Then he fires a gale of wind from the tip of his key. Sora is swept into it, tumbling through the air as it careens backward. Roxas grins behind his armored mask, watching the wind dive off of a cliff, sending the boy to his death.
After a few dead silent seconds, the whirlwind fires skyward, launching hundreds of feet into the air. Roxas watches as it swirls around, aims straight at him, and divebombs toward him. And in front, leading the whirlwind, is Sora, riding the air like a surfboard. Roxas turns and runs to escape the tempest, but it sweeps him up and lifts him high above the ground, dropping him and letting him crash into the ground. His armor cracks in jagged pieces, his mask falling apart. He tries to stagger to his feet, his whole body aching from the impact. Sora silently walks over to him, his shadow looming over the warrior. Roxas pants and looks up at his foe, unsure if he should or even can fight back. Sora points Ultima Weapon at Roxas with one hand. The tip begins to glow, the whole key becoming shrouded in a white aura. Then, from the tip, a blinding beam of light fires, shooting through the enemy's chest. He is blasted away from the attack, the light piercing through him, and lands on his back. He doesn't get up. Sora stands, staring at the battlefield, littered with the three fallen warriors he just faced. The valley is silent once again, the rocky plain no more empty than it was when the fight began. Without a word, the hero turns and slowly walks away, the dust enveloping him until he vanishes from sight.
Me: OK, not to pat myself on the back or anything, but that was unbelievably epic. Definitely the best battle so far. Now you all see that Sora pwns all! This is what I wanted Sora to do in the last few battles but I didn't want it to be too one-sided…But anyway, I hope you all loved it! I'm pretty proud of it, I hope y'all review and stuff!
Sora:….
Me: Sora, you can lose the whole silent hero act now.
Sora: Who's acting?
Me: (rolls eyes) See you next time!