Squall

The pillow fight was beautiful. I whacked Yuna, Zidane, Sora, Zidane, Riku, Zidane... Basically Zidane a lot. The genome kept going for me most of the time. I slipped under Namine's pillow, and she thwacked my stomach. I randomly threw a pillow, and I saw Roxas collapse to the floor. However, the fun stopped when there was a sharp jolt in the ground. Everyone stopped

"Eat my pillow, girlfriend!" an oblivious Roxas yelled, clubbing Namine in the head.

"Shh!" Sora said, a giant key materializing in his hand.

I heard the rumbling of feet.

"Heartless," I muttered.

I drew my gunblade, Dad drew his huge sword, and Roxas had another one of those giant keys in his hand.

"Of course, I forgot about the war," Dad said, gripping the clothed sword in both hands.

"Hon, how could you forget? It's been on the news for ages," Mom said, putting on her special gloves for fist fighting.

I shuddered at Mom's gloves. Those things could decimate most anything. I've lost to them too many times. Anyway, that girl Lightning also had a gunblade. I smirked at that.

"You mastered that thing yet?" I asked.

"Of course. Riku knows," she spat at me.

I jumped out the door, and scowled at the Heartless army in front of us. They were beginning to storm the neighborhood, y'know, smashing houses and such. Sora began running towards them, slashing with that key.

"That's a Keyblade, Squall," Roxas said, coming from who-knows-where.

A/N Play "The Dark Messanger" now

I charged at the army, slashing with my blade. One dissipated when my sword touched it.

"One! Two! Three!" I yelled, killing two more.

I could hear Dad near my right.

"Eleven! Twelve!" I heard him say.

I growled, and sliced a whole ten of them. I saw Zidane using a thief sword, called The Ogre, I think.

"Twenty-one!" he yelled.

"Twenty-three!" Roxas shouted, obliterating that exact number.

"You could never beat me! I'm at thirty!" Sora said.

Sora

I ran through the army, slicing ahead as I went.

"Thirty-five! Thirty-six!" I yelled, cutting a Neoshadow in two.

The Heartless formed a circle around me. I backed up, and touched a back.

"What are you at?" I asked.

"Thirty-seven," Roxas said.

"Damn."

An Invisible charged out of the circle, slashing its sword menacingly. I gripped my Keyblade tighter, and Roxas held out Oathkeeper.

"I guess you count as three," he said, throwing his Keyblade.

The Invisible deflected it, and I came from behind, cutting a large gap in its back.

It vanished in purple smoke, and Roxas and I began killing the others.

"Forty-two!" I yelled in triumph.

I saw Squall shooting bullets into the massive army, yelling "Forty-five!"

Vivi cast Firaga, destroying a massive number of them.

"Seventy-two!" he shouted.

I felt a blade graze my arm, and I turned. A carbon shadow copy of me stood there, a Shadow Keyblade in his hand.

"I've been wondering when you'd find me," I said, looking straight into Anti-Sora's eyes.