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While the unknown person was readying his plan, everyone else was at the castle celebrating. The entire rose garden was filled with the royal family, the three VanSull brothers, and the little droid Wall-E too. Streamers and food and balloons could be found all over the place as music and Lea obnoxiously blowing party noise makers filled the air.
"Let's hear it for True Keyblade Master Nairbix VanSull!" Natasha shouted as she and everyone else raised their drinks in Nairbix's name.
"To the Keyblade." Ansem said nodding in respect to his niece's friend.
"To Nairbix." Mickey and Jumba added.
"To Nueva Destra." Nairbix said raising his own glass.
"Let's break out the karaoke machine!" Natasha shouted. "Nairbix, you and me!" She exclaimed pulling Nairbix along with her as Wall-E brought out the machine, mics and television.
"Wait-what?!" He shouted. "Natasha, you know I don't sing!"
"Oh, come on! Live a little!" She said through her laughter while Wall-E selected a song for them to sing. "Oh, good choice, Wall-E." She said reading the title just before the music started.
"If I were a rich girl with a million or two." Natasha began.
"I'd live in a penthouse in a room with a view." Nairbix carried.
"And if I were pretty."
"Which you are."
"Thank you. Those dreams do come true, I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have you. Wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have. Wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have. Wouldn't have nothing."
"Can I tell you something? For years I have envied."
"You green with it."
"Your grace and your charm. Everyone loves you, you know."
"Yes, I know, I know, I know, I know."
"But I must admit it. Nat, you always come through. I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have you."
"You and me together. That's how it always should be. One without the other don't mean nothing to me. Nothing to me!" They both sang before Natasha continued.
"Yeah, I wouldn't be nothing if I didn't have you to serve. I'm just punky little redhead with one heck of a nerve. Hey, I never told you this. Sometimes I get a little blue.
"Looks good on you."
"But I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have you."
"Let's dance." Nairbix said even though it was a part of the song.
"Look, Mom, I'm dancing!" Natasha said reading the words on the screen. "Would you let me lead? Look at that, it's two pals who're light on their feet. Don't you dare dip me! Don't you dare dip me! Don't you dare dip me! Ow, I should have stretched! Yes, I wouldn't be nothing if I didn't have you."
"I know what you mean, Natasha. Because-"
"I wouldn't know where to go."
"Me, too, because I-"
Wouldn't know what to do."
"Why do you keep singing my part?"
"I don't have to say it." They sang.
"Ah, say it anyway." Natasha said.
"Cause we both know it's true. I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have. I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have. I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have…you." They sang just before Natasha continued the song.
"One more time! Big one!"
"Don't have to say it."
"Where'd everybody come from?!"
"Because we both know it's true."
"Let's take it home, big guy!"
"I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have. I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have. I wouldn't have nothing if I didn't have you.
"You, you, you, you! A, E, I, O. That means you, yeah." Natasha sang ending the song.
Later on after everyone had a chance to sing, Natasha's mother, Rebecca, was giggling at the sight of her children playing with her brother while the three brothers were laughing along with her as they watched Ansem carry his sister's children on his back.
"They seem to really enjoy tackling their uncle, huh, Rebecca?" Nairbix asked as he sat on the ground next to the older redhead.
"Yes." She said with a faint yet sad smile. "If only their father were here to see them like this. He'd be so proud."
"I can't imagine why he wouldn't." Nairbix said sincerely as the siblings brought their uncle to the ground. "If I may, what ever happened to their father?"
"…Silino." Rebecca whispered choking on her late husband's name. "Silino was the most caring man I had ever met. But he wasn't always in the best of health. He passed away due to an illness shortly after Lea was born. At least he died with that lovable smile of his." She said as her eyes glistened with tears.
"Please don't-I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to make you upset." Nairbix said wanting to comfort the woman.
"Relax, Nairbix. These aren't tears of sadness. They're that of joy over the wonderful memories that I have of that wonderful man." Rebecca said taking the Narnian's hand in hers.
Back in the fountain plaza, the mysterious figure completed his circle. After taking in the sight of his work, he began to recite an incantation so old and dark, the only person who could possibly understand it would be Nairbix himself.
As he carried on his demonic outcry, the sky grew darker and the circle grew brighter as the air grew cold and deathly. Now, as anyone can imagine, magic is full of limitless potential just like anyone who is gifted with the wonderful thing known as imagination. It has proven time and time again throughout the history of all worlds that it is the most powerful thing. But when these two meet and someone has a more devious mind, you can be sure that something beyond comprehension will occur.
Such as bringing the dead back to life.
"Rise. Demon Lord of Bald Mountain."
"What in the name of the Emperor Beyond the Sea is going on?" Nairbix asked as everyone looked up at the black sky.
In the town, Merlin walked outside of his little home and looked at the sky with dread as though he knew what was to come. "Oh, my." He trembled before rushing back inside. As he took out his wand and recited a spell of his own, all of the graves that were in Radiant Garden glowed with a pure bright light for a moment. "Let no soul ever be tormented by that monster again." Merlin said still trembling with fear.
"That meddlesome wizard." The man said as his circle was being replaced with a gigantic black body rising from the ground or to be more precise, hell.
The newly arrived creature was covered in gnarly, black skin over its muscular body. It had the most hideous and frightening face with pupil-less yellow eyes and horns that could tear through the sky, and on its back were wings as large as a mountain and as destructive as a hurricane.
"Who dares to disturb me from my damnation?" It asked in a voice that would make anyone collapse in fear.
"Someone in need of your strength, oh, damned one."
"I'd prefer a name."
"My name is of no importance. But for the sake of not being rude as to avoid an introduction, you can call me, Inquisitor." He informed as the beast sniffed him.
"You reek of human flesh." It snarled.
"And you reek of blood and brimstone." Inquisitor retorted calmly. "But aside from our own odors. I believe you owe me an introduction. After all, where we would be without manners?"
"Fair enough." It said flaring its nostrils. "I am Chernabog. Demon Lord of Bald Mountain. And do not take me for a fool as to why you have resurrected me. This isn't my first time returning from hell, you know.
"Yes. I'm aware of that. I'm also aware that this marks your fifty-fourth chance at life." Inquisitor said surprising the demon that he knew that fact.
"Indeed. And in every chance I've had, the person or people who gives that chance always want me to do something for them to repay them. What is it that you want?" Chernabog asked glaring at the helm wearing man.
"Well, I've put together what you may call an inquisition. I want to let the worlds that stray too far into either the light or darkness know what happens when they stray from the path of balance. I want to let them know what those of the inquisition have dedicated their lives and deaths for."
"And…you want me to…promote your ideals to this world?" Chernabog asked as Inquisitor laughed through his nose.
"I would very much appreciate it if you would be…the counter weight to this world of light. I trust that you can come up with your own understanding of what that means, yes?" He asked smirking behind his helm while Chernabog smiled maliciously.
Back in the garden, Mickey, Natasha and Nairbix could sense the mass amounts of dark and negative energy that was enveloping the world by the second.
"What the hell is that?" Natasha asked.
"Nairbix?" Mickey asked as he saw his brother tremble for the first time in his life.
"Oh, save us." He muttered.
"Nairbix, what is it?" Jumba asked as he took hold his brother's shaking shoulders.
"…Is anyone familiar with the tale of Chernabog the damned?" He asked fearfully as everyone grew pale. "Mickey, Natasha. You best burry your fear deep inside yourselves and throw it away. Because today, we can't be afraid. Jumba, you best ready your best experiments. Rebecca, alert everyone in town to retreat to the castle. No one is to step foot outside until this threat has ended."
"Right." They said before they all ran inside leaving the only three that could fight. As the evacuation was commencing, Chernabog was staring down at the town with his arms crossed as he rose from the plaza with the ground surrounding his lower torso forming a knockoff of his mountain.
"He's an ugly thing, isn't he?" Natasha joked nervously as they all saw the demon rise from the ground.
"You know, I wasn't really expecting to use my newfound powers for more than creating Nueva Destra today." Nairbix said bluntly with a nervous smirk.
"Really? Well, I honestly didn't expect to face off against a fifty-foot demon that is capable of summoning the spirts of the dead and unleash the fires of hell on us today." Natasha added as Chernabog caught sight of them. "Oh, look that. He's noticed us."
"Yay." Mickey and Nairbix said dryly as they summoned their Keyblades and Natasha ignited her lightsaber.
"My, my, my. Not just one, but two wielders of the Keyblade? How wonderful." Chernabog thought. Before his three opponents could make a move, Chernabog extended his left index finger and created a massive ball of dark energy just above his fingertip. With a devilish smirk, he flicked his attack in the direction of the castle.
Thanks to his quick reflexes, Nairbix was able to create a wall of barrier octagons with a wave of his hand just before the destructive sphere hit the castle. But the blast was still able to knock all of them down to the ground giving Chernabog another chance to strike.
"Oh, poor things." He taunted as he tried to call forth the spirts of the dead of the world only to be unsuccessful. "Merlin." Chernabog growled as he sensed the wizard's magic cover the graves. While this distracted him, Nairbix took the opportunity to send an arch of dark energy from his Keyblade at Chernabog.
Thankfully, the attack hit the demon head on and gave his friends the chance to strike. However, due to the distance between them and the fact that only Nairbix had long ranged attacks strong enough to do some damage, Mickey and Natasha's attacks were fruitless.
"We need to get closer." Nairbix said under his breath. He then jumped back to the others and placed one hand on one of the others' shoulders and sent his magic flowing into them. With this, he was able to grant the two of them the ability to fly just for this battle.
"It doesn't look like my last attack did much damage to him." Nairbix admitted still glaring at Chernabog.
"Aside from making him even angrier, that is." Natasha corrected.
"Either of you guys have an idea?" Mickey asked fearfully as Chernabog's strength only continued to grow.
"The only thing that might work, would be for all of us to hit him with everything we've got as hard as we can." Natasha replied.
"That might be a bit difficult for me." Nairbix informed.
"Nairbix, what are you saying?" Natasha asked.
"I used most of my strength in creating Nueva Destra. I doubt that I could even transform at this point even if I wanted to."
"Why did this thing have to be resurrected today?!" Natasha shrieked. From the corner of his eye, Nairbix spotted Inquisitor attempting to make his escape.
"Guys, I think I just saw who brought back Chernabog."
"What, where is he?" Mickey asked.
"He's heading into the town."
"Well, don't just stand there! Go get him!" Natasha shouted.
"But what about-"
"We'll be fine. If that was who you think it was, then we need answers. Now go!" She ordered. Nairbix was reluctant, but he gave in to his friend's demand.
"You really think we can take him?" Mickey asked the princess.
"…He wouldn't have left us if I told him what I really thought." Natasha said quietly before taking off into the air with Mickey behind her.
As the duo was off fighting Chernabog, Nairbix was running faster than he had ever ran before in his life to try and find his target. Unknowing of his pursuer, Inquisitor was smugly staring at the sight of the battle. That is until Nairbix tackled him to the ground in anger.
"Are you the one who brought him here?" Nairbix asked while trying to catch his breath.
"Heheh, indeed I am, Nairbix VanSull." Inquisitor replied causing Nairbix to summon his Keyblade in defense.
"How do you know my name?" He growled eyes blazing.
"Who hasn't heard of the third True Master of the Keyblade? Though I'm sure you're more curious as to who I am, am I wrong?"
"Talk." He spat with his anger still growing.
"Very well. I cannot give you my name as of yet. However, I can tell you why I am doing this." Inquisitor said as he took off his right glove. With his arm extended and palm facing Nairbix, a symbol on his flesh appeared like a burn. It was a hollowed upside-down triangle with a circle in the center with a spiked cross imbedded in the circle and above the triangle was a tilted crescent moon facing down.
"I am the Grand Inquisitor of the Universal Inquisition. Our objective is to rebuild the balance between light and darkness of all worlds."
"Then why unleash a being of pure darkness like Chernabog in a world of light like this?" Nairbix asked.
"His darkness makes him the perfect counterweight for this world's light."
"What about the citizens, then? They have more light in their hearts than darkness; so what about them?" Nairbix asked hotly, but Inquisitor said nothing though it was clear he was smirking. "You wouldn't." Nairbix denied as dread and realization came to him.
"Wouldn't I?" After hearing this, Nairbix roared as he charged at his enemy slashing wildly in rage as Inquisitor tried to defend himself only to prove Nairbix was more skilled. His weapon was a simple broadsword with a black hilt and guard while the blade was as blue as a sapphire.
Back with Natasha and Mickey, the two were flying at incredible speeds as they attempted to hack Chernabog with their weapons.
"Natasha!" Mickey shouted as he waved for her to come over to him. Seeing that her comrade was floating in front of Chernabog's face surrounded in a sphere of light, Natasha caught on to the plan and flew to the mouse.
"Light, give us power!" They both shouted as they sent a powerful shower of light in the demon's face as they spun in a circle. But, it only made Chernabog angry as he swatted them away like flies.
"I'm not done yet!" Mickey shouted as he began to focus his power and magic into his Keyblade. As the magic began to surround him and glow, Mickey snapped his eyes open and his head up as eight sharp blades of magical glass hovered behind his back.
With this new technique literally at his back, Mickey used the blades to slice, stab and shred Chernabog as he once again tried to swat the little mouse out of the sky. While Mickey did this, Natasha took the chance to run her lightsaber through Chernabog's neck all the way up to his skull.
Unfortunately, it only caused him to clutch his head in pain and not kill him. Natasha then did something that made all of Chernabog's pain be replaced with anger. In one swift slash of her lightsaber, she cut his right horn off of his head before landing gracefully on the ground.
Chernabog could only touch the searing stump that once held his horn and glare at the Jedi princess in anger.
"Aw, is someone upset that he lost his horn?" She asked as she used the Force to pick up the massive severed horn with ease. "Here! Take it!" She shouted as she chucked it at the demon with the speed of a rocket.
But Chernabog caught what once was his in a deadly grip as he glared and snarled at Natasha. "Now you've gone and made me mad, you whelp!" He shouted as he crushed his horn in his grip. As he crossed his arms over his shoulders, Chernabog unleashed two crimson blasts of energy from his eyes destroying the ground at Natasha's feet.
With satisfaction on his face from the sight, Chernabog believed that he had killed the princess. But this thought was quickly blasted away as Natasha sent out a blast of light energy from her hand as she wiped her blood away with her other hand.
"Go to hell, monster." She muttered while Mickey continued his own onslaught on the demon.
As this was going on, Nairbix was having an easier time beating Inquisitor into submission. In fact, he was literally beating him with his bare hands into the ground. "Flux Wave!" He shouted as he pressed both of his hands against his foe's chest making the crater they were in even deeper.
As the dust and granite cleared, Inquisitor laid motionless in the crater for a moment. But he quickly grabbed his sword and skewered Nairbix's neck. As he pushed off Nairbix, he slowly got up and dusted himself off as he chuckled.
"What are you laughing at?" Nairbix asked as he rose from the ground and pulled the sword from his neck leaving only a scar on both sides of his neck. "It'll take more than that to kill me." He growled tossing the sword to the ground.
"So it would seem." Inquisitor sighed as he picked up his weapon. Things seemed to be going nowhere fast for both battles. Both Natasha and Mickey were heavily battered and bloody while Chernabog only had a few scrapes and cuts scattered across his body.
"I don't think this is working too well for us, Mickey." Natasha said while panting.
"Don't give up just yet, Nairbix would kill us if we did." Mickey joked bluntly.
"I'm impressed that the two of you have lasted this long." Chernabog commented gaining the duo's attention. "But in the end, all of you will die. I will unleash the fires of hell upon this world and I will personally eradicate every last man, woman and child here. Starting with the royal family." He said chuckling at Natasha.
"No!" She shouted in protest as she charged at the demon. Because anger filled her thoughts, Chernabog was able to counter her attack with a simple punch. "Okay, bad idea." Natasha muttered as she coughed up blood from the ruble she was lying in.
While Natasha and Mickey continued to struggle against the being of damnation, Nairbix continued to fight against both Inquisitor and exhaustion.
"Chains!" He bellowed as the multiple links shot from his hand and struck his helm wearing foe. Several of them pierced his arms and shoulders while the others wrapped themselves around his sword and legs as he yanked on them. With Inquisitor hurling towards himself, Nairbix took the chance in slugging him with Flux Wave powered fist knocking off his helm.
"Now, let's see who you truly are." Nairbix said as he limped over to turn the body over. But just before he could reach Inquisitor's shoulder, his body began to rapidly expand. His body began to swell so much, his neck, torso and head covered his face just before the unthinkable happened. Inquisitor exploded.
Thankfully, Nairbix was able to create a barrier fast enough to block the blast while simultaneously healing his injuries. After the blast ended and the smoke cleared and Nairbix's eyes adjusted, Inquisitor and his helm were gone.
"That tricky bastard." He growled. In the distance, a powerful explosion filled the air. "Oh, no." He muttered as dread filled him before darting back to the others. When he arrived at the plaza, he found nothing but ruble. Chernabog, Natasha and Mickey were nowhere to be found.
Before any negative thoughts could come to mind, a stray ball of fire came close to hitting his feet from the sky. He looked up and saw Natasha attempting to slice one of Chernabog's arms to ribbons while Mickey fired the Flame Volley shot lock.
"Oh, thank Aslan." He breathed in relief at the sight of his loved ones still alive. But it wasn't the proper time to be relieved, for Chernabog seemed no closer to dying again than when he left.
"Glad you could make it." Natasha dryly teased as both she and Mickey came back down to meet their friend.
"Wouldn't miss it for all the worlds." Nairbix replied smirking. "How are we doing so far?"
"Well, we have greatly succeeded in pissing him off." She informed while Mickey nodded.
"That's to be expected since you cut off his horn, Natasha." Mickey reminded. "How did it go on your end, Brother?"
"Well, apparently, there is a Universal Inquisition somewhere out there and its Grand Inquisitor is the person who so kindly unleashed this hell on us!" Nairbix exclaimed.
"How generous of him." Natasha said dryly with sarcasm. Nairbix then unleashed a devastating blast of dark energy from the tip of his Keyblade at Chernabog and watched as he screeched in agony and fell from the sky.
"Why the hell didn't you do that earlier?!" Natasha shouted smacking Nairbix upside the head.
"I figured that yours and Mickey's versions could do just as much damage." He replied calmly.
"These pests are more formidable than I thought." Chernabog thought as he clutched his bleeding arm. "I need time to heal. Hopefully, this will keep them busy." He thought as he reeled his head back and unleashed a swarm from his mouth.
From his mouth came thousands of human sized, green muscular monsters with giant wings and long sharp horns. They all flew down from the sky like pelting raindrops while Chernabog retreated to the canyon levels the world.
"Oh, of course." Mickey whined.
"Don't worry, I have a plan." Nairbix reassured.
"What is it?" Natasha asked.
"I'm gonna use Fealty to capture them all."
"Seriously?! But there are thousands of them, how are you going to capture them all?" Mickey asked as Nairbix looked at them sheepishly.
"Hmph, didn't see that coming." Natasha said sarcastically as she and Mickey covered Nairbix while he readied his next move. While they fended off the little demons, Nairbix focused his energy into Heartbreaker to ready Fealty.
With the technique ready, Nairbix pointed his Keyblade at the sky and unleashed a net made of dark energy that stretched for miles in every direction. As the net closed in on all of the demons, it slowly reeled them in as they all attempted to escape screeching as the net grew smaller and smaller. Once they were all absorbed into Heartbreaker, Nairbix collapsed in exhaustion.
"What's wrong with him?" Natasha asked as she cradled his head in her lap.
"He's spent too much of his strength. Creating Nueva Destra used up seventy-five percent of his strength so all of this must of finished off the remaining twenty-five." Mickey replied.
"What do we do now?"
"Chernabog is still out there. He's weakened, but he's still a problem. You're the one who'll have to beat him, Natasha."
"What about you, Mickey?"
"I've got just enough strength to get me and Nairbix back to the castle. I'd go with you, but if we leave him here, there's no way to be sure if Chernabog will come back to kill him or not." He replied.
"Right." She said standing up and looking at the direction where Chernabog was. "If I don't come back, tell him how I feel for me." She pleaded.
"You can tell him yourself when you come back alive." Mickey said sternly. "You can do this, Natasha. We all believe in you."
"Thanks, Mick." She said before she quickly hugged him before running off.