Roxa's Final Wish by Walker of Nothing and DeRaza360
Raza: Are you all angry that I haven't updated for a whole week? Well, this marks the part to where I've lost all my enthusiasm. Expect weekly updates from now on. Note: The fics should be of much higher quality now.
Edit: ZOMG I'm not sorry. Ha ha, you expected me to say I'm sorry, but truth be told I'm not. My internet was down for a very long time. This gave me the opportunity to write up more chapters. Once the beta-reader [Scribbles I] is through with it they'll be up in no time.
Edit: This chapter has now been beta-read.
Now onwards with the story!
Disclaimer: HOLY SHOMOLY.
Roxas started to feel weary from all the battles he previously accomplished. He slowly trudged onwards, his steps feeling heavier than they should be. He made his way to another balcony staircase, unlike the others.
He slumped down in a corner facing the surface of the castle's wall and pulled out a elixir. He drank in the cool liquid, and the healing and warm feeling it caused, embracing the energy that rejuvenated his exhausted limbs. The bottle was tossed to its gravitational doom when he tossed it over.
Roxas wiped his mouth and looked up. A deadly looking lance hovered directly above him, and he hastily swept it away with a shouted Aeroga. Clumsily, his two Keyblades came out, and he swiftly rotated on the spot, looking for his opponent.
He was tired of fighting, constantly battling, never giving in.
Yet there he was - the man in the black cloak, long dreadlocks and sideburns on the side of his face. A name flashed through Roxas' memory - Xaldin.
Xaldin was effortlessly using the eddies in the air to stay afloat where Roxas previously tossed his discarded elixir bottle. Xaldin's lances comfortably sat around him, ready to strike at any moment. Roxas braced his weapons. He wanted this to end quickly.
The Aeroga spell wore out and Roxas jumped out toward Xaldin, whose lances were already moving to spear into Roxas. As he was hurtling toward his foe, Roxas deflected the first couple of oncoming lances with his Keyblades, but the third one cut into his ribs.
Roxas tumbled through the air for a moment, but then used his glide ability to regain his stance. The two Keyblades he wielded increased his abilities twofold, so he didn't slowly float downwards. The only downside to it was that he couldn't go higher, unless he had a solid surface to jump from.
Roxas cast Firaga at Xaldin, but Xaldin used currents of air to put the magic out of commission. He created a protective sphere of air around him and spread out his lances. Then they all rocketed their way towards Roxas.
The thirteenth in the Organization kicked the air and dashed to his left. The lances attuned their aim in order to hit their target. Roxas raised his two keyblades in front of himself, forming a protective X with them. The lances viciously pummeled into his Keyblades. Neither Nobody winced at the screeching clangs of steel on steel.
Every time they connected, Roxas was jolted backwards a bit from the impact. One after another, after another, after another - he didn't ever think it would stop. When all the lances had subsequently collided with his keyblades, he dropped himself to land on the Castle's floor, right where he had drunk his elixir. He pounced back up, ready for combat. Xaldin had already collected his lances and was now forcing them up towards the sky; or what qualified to be a sky in this place. Once the lances reached a fear-inducing height, they disappeared in an instant.
Five pillars of grey wind suddenly surrounded Roxas, filled with dust, grit, and dirt - all three lashing his exposed skin and blinding him. He flitted to get out of the trap, but two of the pillars closed in, preventing him from escape. Roxas was harshly pushed back into the fray. The pillars concealed Roxas' view of Xaldin, and the blonde backed up as far as he could. The gales were relentlessly closing in.
Roxas thought he had completely run out of options. Though he could use a limit right now, it would do no good for him. It would only delay his inevitable capture. He did some quick thinking as the walls of gust were about to envelope him.
Roxas had done this once before. He should be able to do it again.
The winds slithered their way around Roxas. They snatched his Keyblades, drawing them into the dancing vortex, out of sight. Not like he cared about that right now. Roxas, as convincingly as he could, fell asleep.
~x~
Xaldin brought his pillars of wind up to him to investigate them. He placed three of his lances vertically before him, effectively creating prison bars. He thinned out the gusts closest to him so he could see inside. He saw Roxas, in a ragged Organization cloak, unconscious. He was disgusted by how the Keyblade bearer's Nobody still chose to wear the cloak, even though he was no longer a part of the Organization.
Xaldin used all of his spears to envelop Roxas and make sure he didn't attempt to escape. A remembrance of annoyance poked at his mind, his memory acting up at the fact that he had to keep him alive. After he unlocked Kingdom Hearts, the traitor would be properly dealt with. Xaldin showed no emotion, though he was falsely pleased Roxas would be turned into a Dusk, Xion would be reprogrammed and Sora would never wake up.
Everything was going to plan.
He began to float up towards Altar's Naught.
~x~
Roxas would have to make his move now or never. He didn't know where in the world Xaldin was taking him, for his eyes were still closed, but he could sense that Xaldin was to his right. He felt the cold, smooth edges of Xaldin's lances pressing up against his back, supporting all his weight.
There was a flash of light, and a glimpse of darkness. Oblivion and Oath Keeper were wedged between two lance pairs, prying Xaldin's weapons apart. Roxas jumped into mid-air, and brought down both Keyblades on Xaldin.
Xaldin had taken notice of when Roxas broke free, but he was unable to bring his lances up in time. Roxas plummeted into Xaldin with all his weight. He and his enemy began struggling against each other as they fell downwards.
Roxas abandoned his Keyblades, knowing he could recall both at any time. His fist met Xaldin's jaw, and the blonde was rewarded by a snap of bone. Xaldin retaliated, cracking down hard on Roxas' head. They hit the side of the Castle's surface and started to roll down the steep face of it. They turned and tumbled, and as the battling duo reached the balcony where Roxas had previously replenished himself, Roxas kicked Xaldin away from him as far as he could.
Just like a cat, Roxas landed on all fours on the balcony. Pain lashed through his body, his bones jarred from impact.
Xaldin was infuriated. He cast the wind to pick him up, and shot upwards to where he last saw the boy. His lances no longer moving with grace or precision, they were cast directly towards their target. Xaldin and his death spears appeared from seemingly nowhere to Roxas' eyes, but Roxas was already prepared and waiting for him.
The Blizzaga mine he set had went off from of the presence of Xaldin. The Nobody and his lances were instantaneously encased in ice and began to fall downwards, towards the shadows that blanketed the city. Xaldin's face was frozen with the expression of pure hatred, the last 'emotion' he would probably ever remember.
Roxas dismissed his weapons and casually walked over to the edge, leering down at the shrinking specks that were Xaldin and his lances. He pulled his hood over his head and walked back into the castle.
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LOL, jk, I use my mobile device. Mobile device is not capable of uploading chapters. It saddens me.