"There will be no need for a Gummi ship this time. I know where to locate Hubrin." Nyzol stands in front of us with a determined look on his face.
"How?" The edge in Sora's voice is softer today. An uneasy truce has been called. Arguing is not going to help us where we are going.
"After the war, Hubrin took over the Creator's residence as a show of power. He's been there ever since and uses it as his stronghold. It will be heavily guarded, especially after you last encounter, but can get us through."
We all nod, acknowledging what we are about to do.
"If we are to do this, one thing must be understood. This is out attack. We are now on the offensive. Hold nothing back for Hubrin will not." If Nyzol is trying to scare us, he's a little late. "When we get there, I will try to get you to the Creator's prison. You must work quickly. If you fail, you will have to prepare to take on Hubrin. Are we agreed?"
We nod again None of us speak because too many things are running though out heads. We are only going to have one shot at this and it has to work.
"Then grab hold." Nyzol holds out his arm. We all reach out and grab a part of his sleeve. I close my eyes and being to feel us sinking.
Before we've finally risen from the pool of light, our Keyblades are drawn. Ther'e no way of knowing exactly what will be waiting for us. We're deep behind enemy lines right now.
We're standing in a large white room. It's very similar to the last one we were in, but it's got more stuff in it. There are rows and rows of marble benches. At the front of the room, there is an altar with a large marble Keyblade in the middle.
"Where are we?" Kairi's voice echoes throughout the room.
"This is where the Creator gave services for the church. People came from all over the worlds to head them." Nyzol is keeping his voice down, trying to keep it from echoing. "I will tell you more later. We must hurry. There isn't much time to open the door." He points above our heads to a marble hexagon floating in the middle of the room. The prison.
"I'm afraid that there in no more time for your foolish plan." Hubrin's voice is everywhere. None of us can figure out where he is. "Did you think I would not know that you would come here?" You're feeble attempt to save a relic from the past will fail. By my count there are only five of you, soon to be less." Hubrin appears in a flash of light about the marble Keyblade. "The Creator cannot help you. For I am invincible now."
A second flash of light surround Hubrin. When it fades, all we can do is gasp in horror. In his hand, Hubrin holds a Keyblade.
"After all these years, I have finally discovered the Creator's secrets. I am finally worthy of my own Keyblade. And with it, I will destroy you."
Sora tries to break away from the group to run towards Hubrin, but he's stopped by Nyzol grabbing his arm.
"Sora, no. We must finish what we came here for."
"Ever the optimists, aren't you, Nyzol? We'll see how far that optimism gets you."
"Ignore him. Remember your goal."
Quickly, we all grab on to Nyzol's cloak and disappear into the light. When we reappear, we're standing on the floating hexagon. We spread out looking for the Keyhole that each of our Keyblades fit into. Before we can get too far, Hubrin appears in front of us.
"Why do you fight me, Children of Hope? Do you not see the power you could possess by my side? I do not want to harm you. My own edicts swear against harming a Whole. Do away with these abominations that you call your friends and join me among the ranks of greatness."
"Why would we ever join you? You're a monster." Sora has his Keyblade up in a defensive manner, but makes no move to attack. Our plan to be on the offensive has changed slightly.
"That is a matter of opinion."
"That is a matter of fact!" Riku's voice echoes as he screams. "You murdered an innocent girl who did nothing to you."
"She was a mere error of nature. She is of no consequence."
"She was to me!" Riku takes a step forward. His knuckles are white from gripping his Keyblade so tight.
"Enough!" Nyzol's yell makes Riku stop in his tracks. He takes a few steps forward to stand between us and Hubrin. "This ends now, Hubrin."
"I grow tired of you, Nyzol."
"As I with you." In two quick flashes of light, two Keyblades appear in Nyzol's hands. They look very much like Sora's and Roxas's. A quick look of worry sweeps across Hubrin's eyes, but he quickly covers it. "Did you think I had forgotten how to use them?"
Nyzol lunges at Hubrin who barely has a chance to raise his Keyblade to defend himself. The force that Nyzol hits Hubrin with is enough to send both of them flying in the air and off the prison door. We run to the edge to watch them fall to the ground. As they fall, their Keyblades are swinging. Sparks fly as they come into contact with each other.
"You could not beat me then, Nyzol. What makes you think you can now."
"Because you would not face me then. And the Creator ordered me not to seek you out. I it had not been for those orders, trust me, you would not have walked away from the battle."
Both Nyzol and Hubrin are swinging their Keyblades with incredible skill. They are moving so fast that it hard to tell whose is whose. This is the kind of fighting that comes from years of practice.
"Guys, we have a job to do." Sora pulls us from the mesmerizing fight. It's almost as if their Keyblades have hypnotized us.
We spead out along the edge of the hexagon. They Keyholes are there, each of them marked with a symbol. I stand by the symbol that looks exactly like the handle of my blade. I wait for the others to find theirs.
Once we are all in place, we look to Sora. He gives a slight nod of his head. I point my Keyblade down and jam it in the keyhole at the same time as the others. Instantly there is a loud crack of thunder thoughout the room. A strong wind starts blowing around us. It feels like we are in the middle of a tornado. I tighten my grip of the handle to keep from getting blown off.
Now it's up to Kairi.
I can see the look of concentration of her face, but nothing is happening. There's too much happening for her to focus. The others are holding on tight to their Keyblades as the wind gets stronger.
"You can do it, Kairi." Sora's voice can barely be heard over the wind.
"I'm trying. It's not working.
Please! This can't end like this. We can't fail. I have no idea who I am talking to, but it's the only thing I can think of to do. I can't summon Namine's Keyblade for Kairi and encouraging words aren't helping.
"LOOK!" We all look to where Roxas is pointing. I can't believe my eyes.
Namine is stand in front of us. She's transparent, like she was when we were rejoining. I know she's not really here. This is just her ghost.
"I'm okay, guys. Don't worry about me." Her voice can easily be heard over the wind even though she's just talking normally. "I love you, Riku."
Her Keyblade appears solid in her hand. She puts both hands around the handle and slams it into the last remaining Keyhole. Then she disappears as quickly as she appeared.
All hell is breaking loose around us. The wind is blowing so hard that I can't stay on my feet. Holding tight to my Keyblade, my knees slide toward the edge. Bolts of lightening streak across the room. The thunder is so loud that my ears hurt. Surely the room can't take this for much longer. It's got to break apart soon.
Underneath me, the hexagon starts to shake. It's not the same shaking as Xemnas's castle or the Black Fortress. It's not falling apart. It's opening. I can see the cracks opening along it, separating the hexagon into six equal sections.
As the parts start to move, I risk looking up at the others. They are all on their knees, barely hanging on, just like me. Roxas and I lock eyes for a split second.
Everything is blocked out by the appearance of a huge braid of fire that extends from the floor to the ceiling. I can feel the heat on my face as the fire spins around.
We all stare at the point where the fire is touching the floor. Even Nyzol and Hubrin have stopped fighting to see. I hold my breath as I wait.
Slowly, the fire starts to die down, leaving only a few wisps of smoke in the air. The Creator stands in the middle of where the fire was.
It's Andriel.