Hearing a noise behind her, Xelysha turned around to see Maleficent in the room, glaring at her. The red eyed girl just sighed as she ignored friendly greetings, going straight to what brought Maleficent here.
"What do you want, Maleficent?" She blandly asked the horned witch.
"I've come to take back what's rightfully mine… the Heartless." Maleficent replied, gesturing at a few Neoshadows that were mindlessly roaming about the room, "I was controlling them long before you even existed, Xelysha, they belong to me."
"heh. You're just jealous because they like me better."
"I am not jealous of you," Maleficent calmly spoke, "unlike you, I actually exist… and I know I'll be living a lot longer than you will. The darkness will swallow you and destroy you before it even thinks of going after me." Xelysha glared at her company.
"You're making assumptions, I am darkness. That is all I consist of; it doesn't make sense that darkness would consume itself."
"An excellent point," Maleficent smiled, "and since we have a common enemy, perhaps we could join forces in vanquishing them?"
"I see nothing wrong with that. The more involved, the more miserable they are, that's the way I see it."
"Such perfect symmetry!" Kid gasped while admiring a drawing, "it's amazing!"
"It is?" Aiko asked, looking at the drawing she just made which is now being admired by a Shinigami, "I guess it is."
"It's almost as perfect as you!"
"N-no," Aiko waved her hands in front of her face, embarrassed now, "I'm not perfect."
"Yes you are!" Kid's eyes gleamed as he grinned at the symmetry before him. Liz just rolled her eyes as Patty started laughing a loud and fast laugh that would make strangers worry.
"Hey Aiko," Liz spoke up in attempts to change the subject," I heard Nygus released you from the crutches, it must be nice not having to use them anymore."
"It is nice… they're very confusing."
"And those crutches ruined your symmetry! It was terrible!" Kid began to freak out at the memory.
"Calm down, Kid! It's all behind us now!" Liz attempted to calm him down.
"Yeah, and look!" Aiko held her drawing up so it's the only thing Kid can see.
"ah… symmetry," Kid admired the drawing, instantly calming down.
"She's around here somewhere," Xelysha muttered as she entered Death City, the crescent moon looming in the sky with its usual grin and blood oozing out between its teeth.
"Are you looking for Aiko?" A small voice questioned from the darkness of an alleyway. Xelysha turned to look in the direction of the voice as Crona stepped out of the alleyway into the light of the bleeding moon, "Maka told me about you, she said you'd come sooner or later."
"Ah, and who might you be?" Xelysha smirked, knowing full well what's going to happen after the introductions.
"I'm Demon-swordsmen, Crona," the pink haired boy responded with a determined look on his face, a look that rarely appears. "You're here to kill Aiko, aren't you?"
"Of course I am, Crona. Are you here to stand in my way?"
"Yes, I won't let you touch her, she's my friend," a dark cloud of mist formed above Crona, he reached up into it and pulled out a black sword with a white line down the middle of the blade with some sort of bandage all over the handle. He charged at Xelysha and swung violently at her, she immediately summoned her Keyblades and blocked with ease.
"You should just step aside, Crona. You can't win, you'll only die," she began attacking faster than her opponent could block. Finally hitting him and cutting the skin, Xelysha was surprised to find her Keyblade stop instead of going right through. "What?"
"My blood is black, you know," the pale boy spoke up with a hauntingly vacant expression on his face, a small amount of black blood dripping out of his arm and falling to the ground. "Bloody needle," the blood on the ground suddenly hardened and sprung out like sharp needles, puncturing Xelysha in various places. The red eyed girl took a few steps back, gasping and watching her own blood fall.
"What was that?"
"I told you, my blood is black. You can't cut through me, my blood will only harden. You should just leave, you'll never win," Crona then took a strange position, his knees bent inward towards each other as he held the sword over and behind his head, pointing the blade down towards the ground, and then spoke once more, "Ragnarok, Scream Resonance." A large mouth suddenly formed in the middle of the sword and opened wide, its red tongue licked its teeth as it smiled with delight and then opened wide and screamed. Xelysha's Keyblades vanished as she covered her ears and hunched over, feeling herself shake all over from the intensity of the scream.
"Shut up!" Xelysha yelled over Ragnarok's scream, bravely removing one hand from one of her ears and snapping her fingers. Four black creatures with yellow eyes appeared behind Crona, floating in the air, all of them appeared to be wearing a pointy hat with a strange dress that covers all of them except for the small bit that reveals their eyes. All of the new creatures had the Heartless symbol in the middle, but each one had different coloring; one red, the second blue, the third yellow, and the fourth green. The first one, Red Nocturne, immediately cast a fire spell at Crona's back.
"Crona! Look out!" Ragnarok shouted, seeing the fireball. Crona glanced over his shoulder and tried to move out of the way, but moved too late. He fell down to the ground and screamed out in pain from the spell that was now causing internal damage, smoke coming out of his mouth as he talked.
"My insides feel like they're on fire! I don't know how to deal with them being on fire!" Crona yelped while squirming on the ground.
Sora's joints squeaked as he stood up straight, his now plastic body parts glistening in the sunlight coming in from the window high above him.
"What is going on here?" He asked himself as he looked down at his hands, his eyes widening, "I'm an action figure!"
"Where are we?" Kairi, now a Barbie, sat up and looked around, "everything's so big."
"This world turned us into toys… I'm looking forward to finding the exit to this world already," Riku complained as he stared at his soft shoes that were stitched into his plush body.