Hey, surprise surprise, I managed to get through this chapter pretty quickly! Funny enough, I made my decision yesterday morning during church so we can thank God for the advice. As always, I do not own Kingdom Hearts, its characters, anything Disney, Marvel, or anything from Lucasfilms. Also, there will be another A.N. at the end.
Two days after the whole experiment fiasco, Nairbix and his friends were once again hanging out in the Jedi temple; that is until a ball of glowing light zoomed through the hall and stopped in Nairbix's face.
"True Keyblade Master Nairbix VanSull, the council of Keyblade Masters requests that you return to the Masters' Citadel immediately. Further information will be provided upon your return." Said a woman's voice from the ball just before it diminished.
"Duty calls." Nairbix said simply.
"You may want to inform the council before you leave, Nairbix." Obi-Wan suggested, "They wouldn't like it if you up and left in the middle of a war and they may not let you go now."
"Then it's a good thing I'm informing them and not asking for their permission." Nairbix replied with a cool smirk. Once the members of the Jedi council arrived, in person or through holograms, Nairbix informed them of his orders.
"Earlier today, I was contacted by my order in my galaxy. I am to return there for a mission that they feel that I need to assist them with." He said to the Jedi around him.
"And you feel that they absolutely need your help?" Windu asked.
"I'm the most powerful wielder of the Keyblade alive and I hold a rank and power only two before me could achieve. If they need my help above all the other wielders and masters, it's urgent enough to where they need my help." Nairbix replied.
"The situation at hand what is?" Yoda asked.
"The message didn't say, only that further information would be provided once I arrived. I am here to tell all of you that I intend to return home and face whatever it is."
"Need we remind you that we are currently at war, young VanSull?" Windu asked.
"No, you don't. But apparently, I need to remind you that I am basically a volunteer in this war and that I have my own order to serve in my own galaxy. I will return here to further assist the Jedi and Republic, but I will first attend to my own order, Windu." Nairbix retorted with a level yet angry tone.
"I agree with Nairbix." Natasha threw in, "If the Keyblade masters feel that they need his help, then the situation is very serious. Besides, a while back, our galaxy was threatened by a Universal Inquisition which may be why they are calling him back."
"And how dangerous is this inquisition, Mater Romanoff?" Jedi master Ki Adi Mundi asked.
"Very. Its leader resurrected a powerful demon and used it to try and destroy my home world and kill my people. Nearly killed me too and I used every ounce of my strength and power. I only won because I got lucky that the beast was arrogant and mostly toyed with me."
"Since then, the inquisition hasn't shown itself, but that may have changed since my arrival here." Nairbix added.
"Hmm," Yoda mused before giving the final verdict, "Your own home you must protect. Allow you to go and return the council does. Wish you luck we will, my friend."
"Thank you, Master Yoda and I wish all of you luck as well. May the Force be with you." Nairbix said with a respectful nod before opening a corridor of darkness to leave for the citadel.
As the darkness cleared, Nairbix found himself before the entire council of Keyblade Masters. "Welcome home, Master Nairbix." Sigurd greeted in his deep noble voice.
"Good to be back, old friend." Nairbix replied with a wave of his arm and a respectful nod. "So what was it that all of you thought that you needed my help for?"
"Unfortunately, the inquisition has begun to make itself known to the worlds." Delton informed with his ever emotionless face. "More and more worlds are either joining or being taken control by it."
"Alright, so why do you need me?" Nairbix asked once again.
"Because, lately, many inquisitors have been searching for magical artifacts hidden in several worlds. The ones that they are looking for are extremely powerful and dangerous. Given your expertise on magical items and your experience with the inquisition, we felt as though we should let you handle this. You will be heading to this world where the object is located." Eraqus informed as he crossed his arms while the looking glass showed the world.
"Fair enough, but why me specifically?" He asked, "I appreciate that you think highly of my skills, but this seems like something any one of you could handle yourselves." After he said this, many of the masters he had befriended over the years looked away with guilty expressions.
"…Sigurd, just tell him." Calo pleaded.
"Tell me what?" Nairbix asked.
"…There is another reason why we felt that you should take on this mission, my dear friend." Goldmin admitted before Sigurd created an image in the massive looking glass, the image had shown a golden ark with symbols that Nairbix immediately recognized.
"Those are Narnian symbols." He muttered in shock.
"This is the next item that the inquisition is searching for." Sigurd explained, "It is known as The Ark of the Covenant…and also a lost relic of your home-world Narnia."
"…But the Ark was lost to Narnia after the humans brought the Witch to their world and then back to Narnia." Nairbix stated, "How could they know about it?"
"We don't know. All we know, is that since this is a sacred relic of your home, we decided that you should be the one to reclaim it." Delton explained to his friend as he began to choke up.
"Thank you." Nairbix said to them as his voice shook, "I will retrieve the Ark and terminate these inquisitor insects before they desecrate this artifact." He said with determination.
"Excellent, but before you go, there is more we need to tell you." Trisha further provided.
"Such as?"
"Well, the inhabitants of this world have been dealing with the inquisition for quite some time. Some of the officials are wanting to put a stop to it themselves through…a proxy of a kind." She explained.
"What kind of proxy?" Nairbix asked.
"They've contacted an expert in archeological artifacts to assist them in locating the Ark. A man by the name of Indiana Jones. You are to meet with him and assist each other in locating the Ark and prevent the inquisitors from finding it and bring it to their leader. Understood?" Sigurd asked as Nairbix nodded and headed to a corridor he had just created.
As he marched to a corridor in anger, he turned around to the council and shouted, "For Narnia!" And with that, he ventured to the designated world. He then found himself walking through a suburban neighborhood in the dark of night heading to one of the houses. Once he walked up to the right one, he knocked on the door and awaited his new partner.
The door then opened to revel a handsome looking man with brown neatly combed hair and large glasses wearing a coat over a white t-shirt and slacks. "Can I help you?" He asked.
"Doctor Indiana Jones?" Nairbix asked.
"Depends who's asking." He replied.
"True Keyblade Master Nairbix VanSull. The council sent me to assist you in finding the Ark." Nairbix greeted with an outstretched hand.
"Oh, yeah, nice to meet you. Come on in." Indiana said as they shook hands firmly, "I got to say, I was a little surprised that your pals on the council decided to send you of all people here." He said as they walked into his house.
"Well, given my experience with the inquisition and the Ark, the council thought it would be best to send me." Nairbix replied.
"Yeah, about that," Indiana began, "What exactly do you know about the Ark of the Covenant?"
"More than anyone outside of the world it came from would ever know." Nairbix replied as he began to pace around and inspect the room. "The Ark and I are from the same world. We both come from Narnia. I was born as the living manifestation and embodiment of Narnia's firstborn darkness through the will of Narnia itself. The Ark, however, was made by The Emperor Beyond the Sea. It is a very powerful relic that contains a massive source of raw Deep Magic."
"Deep Magic?" Indiana asked thinking it was a joke.
"The very foundation of all of Narnia." Nairbix clarified, "Think of it as a mixture of magic and what you would know as the laws of physics. Only thing is, with the Deep Magic, unlike laws of physics that can never be broken, it can."
"Really?"
"Yes, but like all laws, if you break them, there will be consequences. If someone were to break the laws of the Deep Magic…well, the results would end in the destruction of Narnia and all that live in it. The Ark was made by the Emperor to test whether or not the Narnians would obey his law. If one was to open it, they would be punished in ways I dare not tell you."
"So what happened to it?"
"In the beginning, Narnia's creation was altered. A wannabe magician and his nephew along with a human girl and an evil former queen and witch appeared as Aslan created life. Somehow, they all returned to the magician's world but when they left, they left with the Ark." Nairbix explained, "Apparently, it got caught up in the magic that transported them and was lost in that world. This world, to be exact."
"So, what?" Indiana asked, "You think someone came along and took it?"
"No, with as powerful as the Ark is, its power probably interfered with the transportation magic and ended up in a different time here. The inquisition will want its power for themselves to help eliminate anyone who would oppose them. I hear you know someone who has greatly studied the Ark's history."
"Yeah, an old friend named Abner Ravenwood." Indiana replied, "He was obsessed in finding the Ark and showing it to the world. The inquisition came looking for him and now I'm off to go find him and find it before they can."
"Good. Then our goals are the same. But, I do plan to retrieve the Ark and do what needs to be done. You understand this, right?" Nairbix asked.
"Look, pal, all I want is to find the damn thing and make sure the inquisition doesn't take it. As long as you help me make sure that happens, we'll get along fine. Partners?" He asked with an outstretched hand.
"Partners." Nairbix agreed as he shook his hand. The next day, the two of them flew to where Indiana last heard that Ravenwood was sighted, a place called Nepal. Up in the snowy mountains, they reached an old tavern filled to the brim with drunks trying to get warm. Once they walked through the door, their shadows could be seen on the wall.
Indiana was now dressed in a worn leather jacket over a button down shirt and slacks with a gun and whip at his side and an old blackish brown fedora on his head. He looked into the room to see a beautiful young woman with raven black hair and greasy old clothes.
"Hello, Marion." He greeted with a somewhat shameful tone. At the sight of him, she threw down a pair of shot glasses and laughed nostalgically at the archeologist.
"Indiana Jones. Always knew, someday you'd come walking back through my door." She said with a fake smile, "I never doubted that. Something made it inevitable. So, I got two questions for you: what are you doing in Nepal and who's your friend?" She asked.
"This is Nairbix VanSull. He's a member of the Keyblade Masters' Council and currently a True Master who's helping me with why we're here. We need one of the pieces your father collected." He replied, as he finished, Marion gave him a real good punch to the jaw.
"I learned to hate you in the last ten years." She said with bitterness.
"I never meant to hurt you." Indiana defended.
"I was a child. I was in love. It was wrong and you knew it!" She cried.
"You knew what you were doing." Indiana waved off.
"Now I do!" Marion retorted, "This is my place. Get out! Both of you!"
"I did what I did. You don't need to be happy about it, but maybe we could help each other out now." Indiana offered.
"Please, Miss." Nairbix begged, "We need one of the pieces your father collected. Bronze piece, about this size," He explained making a circle with his hands, "Has a hole in it, off-center with a crystal."
"You know the one we mean?" Indiana asked.
"Yeah. I know it." She replied hotly as she picked up glasses from surrounding tables.
"Where's Abner?" Indy asked.
"Abner's dead." Marion said sadly.
"Marion, I'm sorry." Indiana apologized after taking in the death of his old friend. Marion just shook her head and gave an anguished soft laugh.
"Do you know what you did to me, to my life?" She asked.
"I can only say I'm sorry so many times." Indiana replied only to see Marion throw her glasses in anger.
"Well, say it again, anyway!" She snarled.
"Sorry." He replied in shame.
"Yeah, everybody's sorry." She retorted, "Abner was sorry for dragging me all over this world looking for his little bits of junk. I'm sorry to still be stuck in this dive. Everyone's sorry for something." She huffed.
"It's a worthless bronze medallion, Marion. You going to give it to me?" Indiana asked from the bar.
"Maybe." Marion replied, "I don't know where it is."
"Well, maybe you could find it." Nairbix suggested.
"For 3000 bucks." Indiana offered as he pulled out the money.
"Well, that will get me back, but no in style." She informed.
"We can get you another two when we get back to the states." Nairbix added, "It's important, Ms. Ravenwood." He said looking into her eyes.
"And why the hell do you think it's so important?" She asked. Nairbix then pulled her up close to where his mouth was next her ear and whispered the reason.
"I am a Narnian." He whispered which made Marion's eyes widen in shock, "I'm the living manifestation and embodiment of the very world that the Ark came from."
"Do you know the piece we mean?" Indiana asked, "Do you know where it is?" He asked only to see his old flame laugh in his face.
"Come back tomorrow." She said to them.
"Why?" Nairbix asked.
"Because I said so, that's why." She said with a smug smirk. As they headed out the door, Marion called back to them, "Ha! See you tomorrow, Indiana Jones!"
"Well, seems like you did a real number on her, Indy." Nairbix teased.
"Yeah, well, I was young and stupid." He mumbled, "What about you, you got a girl in your life?" He asked smirking.
"I've fallen for one, and let me tell you, she's even more hotheaded than Marion back there." Nairbix replied just before he caught a group of men enter the bar out of the corner of his eye; he looked to Indiana to see if he had spotted them.
"Yeah, I saw 'em." He replied just before they both said the same word that was on their minds.
"Inquisitors."
When they snuck back into the bar, they saw two inquisitors hold Marion while another dressed in black with a fedora with glasses held a red hot iron pick near her head.
"I-I can be reasonable." Marion offered in fear.
"That time has passed." The inquisitor said with a sniveling German accent.
"I'll tell you everything."
"Yes," He said holding the pick up to her face, "I know you will." Just before he could brand the poor girl, Indy used his whip to snatch it out of the inquisitor's hand and toss it to the side which set fire to some drapes.
"Let her go." He warned with his gun drawn and Nairbix with his Keyblade summoned. Just before they could fire, Indiana fired his own gun which started a gun fight. As the fight was going on, the sniveling inquisitor spotted the medallion they were looking for on the floor surrounded by fire. He then picked it up with his bare hand and burned his flesh to the point to where he was running outside screaming in pain after dropping it.
As the fire continued to spread and the last inquisitor was dead, the newly formed trio ran outside to safety.
"Well, Jones," Marion hollered over the wind, "At least you haven't forgotten how to show a lady a good time!"
"Boy, you're something!" He and Nairbix yelled at her over the wind.
"Yeah, I'll tell you what. Until I get back my $5000, you two are going to get more than you bargained for. I'm your goddamned partner!" She shouted showing the two of them the medallion.
Several days later, the party flew to the land of Cairo where the Ark was believed to be. There, they met up with an old friend of Indiana's named Sallah who offered them a place to stay.
At his home, he showed Marion (now dressed in clean white and red clothes) the beautiful view of his home while Indy and Nairbix looked at two different things fondly. "Cairo, the city of the living." Sallah said in a deep friendly voice, "A paradise on this beautiful world."
As he said this, Sallah's multiple children started to laugh at a sight they found on a table. It was a cute little capuchin monkey wearing a red vest that had taken a liking to Marion as it jumped onto her shoulders. While this was going on, Indy, Nairbix and Sallah began to discuss what the inquisition was doing (since he was one of the diggers they hired.)
"I knew the inquisitors would hire you, Sallah." Indy said to his friend, "You're the best digger in these parts."
"My services are entirely inconsequential to them." Sallah informed, "They've hired or shanghaied every digger in Cairo. The excavation is enormous. They only hire strong backs and they pay pennies for them. It's as if the pharaohs have returned." He said in disappointment.
"When did they find the map room?" Nairbix asked.
"Three days ago. They have not one brain among them." Sallah said to them, "Except one. He is very clever. He's a French archeologist."
"What's his name?" Indy asked.
"They call him 'Bellosh.'" Sallah replied only to see Indy laugh.
"Belloq." He corrected with a wide grin, "Belloq."
"The inquisitors have a great advantage over us." Sallah continued, "They are near to discovering the Well of Souls."
"Well, they're not going to find it without this." Nairbix replied with a grin as Indy pulled out the medallion.
"Who can tell us about these markings?" He asked as Sallah took a closer look at it. "Nairbix can't read it 'cause it's not written in Narnian."
"Perhaps a man I know can help us. Indy…there is something that troubles me." Sallah admitted.
"What is it?" He asked.
"The Ark. If it is there, at Tanis, then it is something that man was not meant to disturb." Sallah said with dread, "Death has always surrounded it. It is not of this world."
Later that day, Indy, Marion and Nairbix decided to take a stroll through the streets of Cairo. "Do we need the monkey, huh?" Indy asked Marion as the monkey cooed on her shoulder.
"I'm surprised at you, Jones-talking that way about our baby." Marion teased through her laughter.
"Yeah, she's got your looks, too." Nairbix agreed.
"And your brains." He said to Marion.
"I know. She's a smart little thing." She said just before their baby ran off.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine." Indy consoled, "Here, have a date." He offered.
"What is it?" Marion asked.
"It's a date, Marion. You eat 'em." Nairbix explained as they continued to walk through the crowded streets. The little monkey was now on her way to a shady looking man wearing robes, a blue turban and an eye patch. He then went inside and showed two guards his right hand which began to show the burning brand of the inquisition. The guards did the same as well as the little monkey, he then went over to inform a high ranking inquisitor what he found out through the monkey.
"How come you haven't found some nice girl to settle down with and raise eight or nine kids like your friend Sallah?" Marion asked Indy as they continued on their walk.
"Who says I haven't?" He retorted playfully.
"I do." She replied, "Dad had you figured a long time ago. He said you were a bum. The most gifted bum he ever trained."
"Oh, he's being generous." Indy replied with humor.
"You know, he loved you like a son. Took a hell of a lot for you to alienate him."
"Not much. Just you." He said.
"Seems like you two have quite the history." Nairbix teased.
"Oh, yeah?" Marion asked with a devious smirk. "And what about you, VanSull? You got yourself a girl?"
"Been in love with the same girl for nearly fourteen years and still no closer to asking her out." He admitted just before a mercenary tried to kill him only be stabbed in the gut by Nairbix's Keyblade without him even looking. More of them appeared and began to surround them while Indy did his best fend them off with his fists.
"Marion, get out of here!" Indy said to her just before another mercenary tried to attack them. He, of course was sent to the ground thanks to a good clock in the face curtesy of Dr. Jones. She then ran off to go and hide in a laundry basket only to be ratted out by her monkey friend.
After they dealt with the mercenaries, Indy and Nairbix looked around to try and find Marion but instead found a tall mercenary in black swing his sword with skill. However, Indy simply shot him in the chest before he spotted and heard Marion calling for them in a basket.
As they chased them through a maze of streets, they came to find an unwelcome sight. "Oh, bother." Nairbix cursed under his breath as they both looked at the street filled with people carrying baskets identical to Marion's.
With no other option, Nairbix and Jones began to knock every basket they saw hoping to find their friend. "Jones!" Marion called from the other side of street, "Nairbix!" She shouted again as they chased after her only to be stopped be gun fire.
The mercenaries then put her in a truck filled with explosives and started to drive off. Indy then began to fire at the driver and succeeded in killing him which caused the truck to tip over and explode.
"Marion." Indy muttered in sadness as he looked at the flaming remains of the truck. Nairbix bowed his head in respect and gave his friend a supportive hand on his shoulder as he fell to the ground on his knees.
"Dr. Jones. Master VanSull." Came a voice from behind them. They looked to see two men in white suits holding guns staring at them. "There's someone who'd very much like to speak to the two of you." One of them said as he presented his inquisitor brand.
After they were escorted to a nearby tavern, they came to see a middle aged French man in a white suit and hat enjoying a smoke.
"Belloq." Indy said glaring daggers at his adversary.
"Good afternoon, Dr. Jones. And to you as well, Master VanSull."
"We ought to kill you right now." Indy said in a controlled anger.
"Not a very private place for a murder." Belloq said calmly and smugly as he gestured to the people around them.
"These people don't care if we kill each other. They're not going to interfere with our business, Inquisitor." Nairbix hissed.
"It was not I who brought the girl into this business." Belloq defended, "Please, sit down before you fall down. We can at least behave like civilized people." He offered as the duo angrily complied.
"How odd that it should end this way for us, after so many stimulating encounters. I almost regret it. Where shall I find a new adversary so close to my own level?" He asked Indy, "And you, Master VanSull, wherever will the inquisition find such a noble renegade to try and oppose it?"
"Try the local sewer." They replied, this only seemed to amuse Belloq.
"You and I are very much alike, my friends. Our methods have not differed as much as you pretend. I am a shadowy reflection of you. It would only take a nudge to make you like me, to push you both out of the light." Belloq said in attempted intimidation.
"Shows what you know." Nairbix replied with an unimpressed glance, "I'm the living manifestation and embodiment of an entire world's darkness. What you consider darkness, is less than the shade you can find under a tree."
"Be that as it may, men will kill for the Ark. Be it now, next week or even in a hundred years. It's only a matter of time and patience." Belloq further monologued.
"What about your boss, the Grand Inquisitor?" Indy asked, "We thought he was wanting to take possession immediately. I wonder how patient he'll be with you if you take a hundred years to find the Ark before someone else does."
"All in good time. When I am finished with it." He hissed, "Jones, do you realize what the Ark is? It's a transmitter. A radio for speaking to God."
"Yeah, a one way radio where the only thing he'll say is, 'you've stuck your nose in the wrong place so it's time for you to be punished.'" Nairbix said flatly while Indiana looked up to Belloq with a fiery glare.
"You want to talk to God?" He asked, "Then let's talk to Him together. I've got nothing better to do." He said pulling out his gun which caused everyone else in the room to pull out their own weapons. However, they were stopped by all of Sallah's children running in and begging their "uncle Indy" to come home.
"Next time it will take more than children to save your lives, my dear foes." Belloq said with a fake smile as the children dragged them out to Sallah.
"I thought I would find you two there." He said to them.
"Marion's dead." Indy said with grief.
"Yes, I know. I am sorry." Sallah said with sincerity, "Life goes on, my friends. I have much to tell you. First we will take them home," He said gesturing to his children, "And then I will take you to see the old man."
Later that night in Sallah's home, the three friends discussed the events that played out and their next plan of action. "I can't figure out how Belloq did it. Where did he get a copy of the headpiece?" Indy asked, "There are no pictures, no duplicates of it anywhere."
"I tell you only what I saw with my own eyes: A headpiece like that one, except round the edges which were rougher." Sallah explained, "In the center, the Inquisitor had embedded a crystal, and…and surrounding the crystal, on one side, there were raised markings."
"They made their markings in the map room?" Nairbix asked.
"This morning." Sallah informed, "Belloq and a high ranking Inquisitor, Dietrich. When they came out of the map room, they gave us a new spot in which to dig, out away from the camp."
"The Well of the Souls, huh?" Indy asked while the old man Sallah mentioned earlier urged them to where he was sitting.
"Come, come, look. Look here…look." He said in a high silly voice.
"What is it?" Nairbix asked as they looked at the actual medallion.
"This is a warning not to disturb the Ark of the Covenant." The old man explained.
"What about the height of the staff, though? Did Belloq get it off of here?" Indy asked.
"Yes. This were the old way, this means six kadam high."
"About seventy-two inches." Nairbix clarified.
"Wait!" The old man said before turning the medallion over to read more inscriptions, "And take back one kadam to honor the God whose Ark this is."
Hearing this, all three men gained smirks of utter satisfaction on their faces. "You said their headpiece only had markings on one side. Are you absolutely sure?" Nairbix asked Sallah who nodded.
"Belloq's staff is too long." Indy thought out loud.
"They're digging in the wrong place." They all said. While Nairbix and Sallah were dancing happily, Indy was about to pop a date in his mouth only for Nairbix to catch it and crush it. They then looked to see the monkey lay on the floor dead with dates by its mouth.
"Bad dates." Sallah said grimly. The next day, they made their way through the massive archeological dig site.
"What time does the sun hit the map room?" Indy asked now wearing a disguise of white clothes and a turban with the staff.
"At about 9:00 in the morning." Sallah replied.
"Not much time then." Nairbix muttered, "Where are they digging for the Well of the Souls?"
"On that ridge but the map room is over there." Sallah informed. As they made their way over to the hole, Indy dropped the staff and some rope after Nairbix jumped in and before Sallah lowered him down.
Once they entered the map room, the two friends found the correct spot to place the staff and eagerly awaited the sun the shine through the stone. Once it did and they found the correct location, Indy called for Sallah to help them get out. Instead, they were given a make shift rope with an Inquisition banner at the end.
After they sneaked back into the camp, Indy and Nairbix snuck into Belloq's tent only to find a gagged and tied and very much alive Marion. Indy then happily kissed her letting her know how much he missed her.
"Marion, we know where the Ark is." He said to her.
"The Ark's here?" She asked as they nodded in excitement, "I'm coming with you, Jones. Get me out of here!" She begged, "Nairbix, talk some sense into him."
"Marion, calm down." Nairbix pleaded, "If we cut you lose they'll start combing the place for us."
"We'll be back to get you." Indy said before kissing her head and leaving her as they found her. After they found the location and brought Sallah and his team of diggers, night fell and they struck their metaphorical gold.
"Indy, Nairbix! We've struck stone!" Sallah declared as they went over to inspect the sight.
"Clear it off. Look for the edges." Indy instructed, they quickly found the edges and managed to pull the stone slab off with the help of Nairbix and his chains. As they looked down the hole, a flash of lightning reveled a frightening looking statue that made Sallah scream in terror.
"Sorry, Indy." He said sheepishly, "Indy, Nairbix, why does the floor move?" He asked peering down at the floor below.
"Hang on a sec." Nairbix said before sending a ball of luminous light down into the Well.
"Snakes." Indy groaned in despair, "Why did it have to be snakes?" He asked as Sallah checked to see what type they were dealing with.
"Asps. Very dangerous. You two go first." He suggested earning ungrateful looks from his friends. After nearly dropping Indy down into the pit of snakes, Nairbix gently floated down and noticed that his companion was deathly afraid of snakes.
"Hey, hey, relax." Nairbix calmed his nervous pal, "I'll take care of them." He said before electrocuting them all and listening to their hisses of anguish.
"Thanks, pal." Indy exhaled.
"Don't mention it." Nairbix waved off as Sallah came down to join them. As they approached the coffin that held the Ark, Nairbix began to feel a lump form in his throat.
"You alright?" Indy asked.
"The last time I felt this sort of power, I was still in Narnia. For the first time in nearly eighteen years, I feel like I'm close to home." Nairbix said a single tear went down his face. To support their friend, Sallah and Indy each gave him friendly and warm pats on the back with genuine smiles just before the pulled out the Ark.
It was made of pure gold and covered in lion and eagle designs. They then placed it into a wooden crate and had Sallah's men hoist it out. When it came time for them to escape, Sallah went first but the rope fell in just before they could escape.
"Hello." A familiar voice called through the hole, "Hello." It said again with a face to match, a face that belonged to Belloq. "Why Dr. Jones and Master VanSull, whatever are the two of you doing in such a nasty place?"
"Why don't you come on down here and we'll show you!" They both yelled at the arrogant inquisitor.
"Thank you, my friends, but I believe we are all very comfortable up here." Belloq declined, "So once again, Jones, what was briefly yours is now mine."
"I take it he's been a pain in your ass more times than this?" Nairbix asked while they were still looking up.
"You don't know the half of it." Indiana muttered back.
"What a fitting end to your life's pursuits." Belloq continued, "The two of you are about to become a permanent addition to this archaeological find. Who knows? In a thousand years, even the two of you might be worth something."
"Hahaha, that son of a bitch." Indy cursed with fake laughter under his breath.
"We're worth a hell of a lot more than you now, you damn inquisitor Son of Adam bastard!" Nairbix shouted.
"I'm afraid we must be going now, my friends. But we do not wish to leave you alone without some pleasurable company." The Inquisitor Dietrich said before they tossed Marion in with them and covered the hole.
"Oh, God, we're gonna die!" Marion wailed.
"Don't panic, I'll find us a way out." Indiana reassured.
"Guys." Nairbix said to them only to be ignored.
"What'd you mean don't panic?! We're trapped in a hole filled with snakes and no way out, Jones!" Marion shouted.
"Really?! I hadn't noticed, Marion!" He retorted.
"Guys." Nairbix said again louder only to see them continue with their ranting. "You guys!" He shouted as they faced him with angry expressions, "Might I suggest we try my exit route?" He asked indicating to a corridor he had just made.
After they walked through, they found themselves looking at the inquisitors readying planes to carry the Ark. "They're going to fly it out of here." Indiana stated as they snuck down the hill to get closer, "When that Ark gets loaded, we're already going to be on that plane."
As they made their way to hijack a plane, a very large and muscular inquisitor spotted Indy and started to fight him while Marion took out the plane's pilot but managed to get locked in the cockpit.
While Indy was having his one-sided fight with the Inquisitor, Marion began to fire at a truck carrying several Inquisitors as the plane began to turn to the left on its own and unleashed a vat of gasoline covering the whole area in the flammable liquid.
"What the hell is wrong with these humans?" Nairbix asked himself as he flipped and tossed several inquisitor grunts that thought they could take him. He then jumped onto the plane and tore off the hatch and helped Marion escape as Indy's inquisitor friend became mulch after being caught in a turbine.
They then ran to safety seconds before the gasoline and plane exploded. As they inquisitors ran around in chaos due to the destruction, Nairbix whistled for Sallah as he ran near their hiding place.
"Holy smokes, my friends! I am so pleased you are not dead!" He cheered, "Indy, Nairbix, we have no time. If you still want the Ark, it is loaded onto a truck for Cairo."
"Truck?" Indy asked.
"What truck?" Nairbix asked as a large gray truck drove passed them. "That truck?" He asked bluntly.
"That truck." Sallah nodded. In a wisp of darkness, Nairbix teleported not only himself, but the others and the Ark back to Cairo where it was safely hidden without the inquisitors even knowing. Later that night, the party enjoyed the celebrations upon the Ark's rescue just before they would have to leave.
"Everything at last has been arranged." Sallah informed happily.
"The Ark?" Indy asked.
"On board." Sallah replied, "Nothing is lacking, now that you're here."
"You trust these guys, Sallah?" Nairbix asked.
"Yes, my friend. Don't worry, your home-world's lost treasure is in good hands." The digger reassured, "Mr. Katanga." He addressed the sailor, "Mr. Katanga, these are my friends. They are my family. I will hear of it if they are not treated well."
"My cabin is theirs." Katanga replied with generosity.
"Ah, actually," Nairbix interjected, "I'd rather my own room. I'll pass on having to overhear any sounds of a happy reunion between these two, if you catch my drift." He said causing his friends to blush and chuckle.
"Goodbye." Indy said to Sallah who pulled him into a strong bear-hug.
"Look out for each other." He pleaded, "I am already missing you."
"You are my good friend." Indy said earnestly as they hugged.
"Sallah," Marion began, "This is for your wife." She said kissing his left cheek, "This is for your children." She said kissing his right, "And this is for you." She finished kissing his lips. After she gave him her goodbye, she joined Indy on their way to the ship and let Nairbix give his farewell.
"Take care of yourself, Sallah. You've helped make amends for what the humans of old did to Narnia. Thank you, for everything." He said sincerely as he pulled his friend into a quick hug before joining the others.
The next morning, Nairbix awoke to the sounds of only the sea and not the engines of the ship. "This is very unsettling." He said before heading up to check with Indy and Katanga.
"What's happening?" He asked as he joined them on deck.
"We have most important friends." Katanga replied with dread.
"Dear mane of the lion." Nairbix muttered as he and Indy looked to see an inquisition submarine on the starboard side. As they watched them board the ship, several inquisitors hoisted the crate containing the Ark out of the cargo hold as they rounded up the crew and Marion.
"She's quite the catch, Indy. But Marion seems to have a knack for getting herself kidnapped." Nairbix muttered to his friend as they hid inside an exhaust pipe. Once they saw the inquisitors leave with the Ark and Marion, the duo jumped into the sea and swam onto the sub and snuck on board just before it submerged.
It took them nearly the whole day to reach the designation, an uninhabited island where they would attempt to understand the Ark's power. After they managed to get off and hide before anyone could notice them, Belloq, Marion, and the other inquisitors exited the sub and discussed their next plan of action.
"The altar has been prepared in accordance with your radio instructions, sir." An inquisitor informed Belloq.
"Good. Take the Ark there immediately." Belloq ordered.
"This isn't good." Nairbix muttered nervously from where he and Indy were hiding. "They plan to open the Ark."
"Yeah, and they'll be punished like you said, right?" Indy asked.
"Them and anyone else who sees what comes out of it." Nairbix replied, "You can avoid the punishment so long as you don't see what's inside. The only thing is, Marion doesn't know this and if she's gonna be there (which she most likely will be) when they open it…she'll be punished too." He said dreadfully.
"Son of a bitch." Indy cursed in anger and fear. Later that evening, the inquisitors carried the Ark with Marion in tow through a cannon that would lead to the altar. As they marched through the rocks and dirt, Nairbix and Indy called out to them from atop a cliff with Keyblade and bazooka in hand.
"Hello!" Indy called holding the bazooka.
"So sorry we're late, hope we haven't missed anything yet!" Nairbix called out to them.
"Jones! VanSull!" Belloq shouted in anger.
"I'm gonna blow up the Ark, Belloq." Indy threatened though it was clearly a bluff.
"Your persistence surprises even me. You're going to give mercenaries a bad name." Belloq said to them.
"Dr. Jones, surely you don't think you can escape from this island." Dietrich questioned.
"That depends on how reasonable we're all willing to be. Besides, this guy can make a portal that can take us to a completely different world in a matter of seconds." Indy retorted gesturing to Nairbix.
"And he can do the same just by squeezing his finger. You want to take that chance?" Nairbix asked.
"If we refuse?" Dietrich asked.
"Then your Grand Inquisitor has no prize." Nairbix replied in anger as Belloq made the guards stand back.
"Okay, Jones. You win! Blow it up." Belloq called back as the guards surrounded him only to back away as he aimed his riffle at them. "Yes, blow it up! Blow it back to God."
"Indy," Nairbix warned softly, "You blow that up and we all get punished and quite frankly, I don't feel like getting my face melted off today."
"It can do that?" He asked quietly.
"That and more." Nairbix replied.
"You've wasted your whole life in pursuit of archaeological relics. Inside the Ark are treasures beyond your wildest aspirations." Belloq taunted, "You want to see it open as well as I. Indiana, we are simply passing through history. This…this is history. Do as you will."
Seeing no other option that would work out for him and his friends, Indy lowered the bazooka and let the inquisitors take them both. As night fell, the inquisitors readied the altar for Belloq while the trio was tied to a pole far away from the Ark.
Dressed in robes, Belloq recited words of meaningless mystics before the Ark. He then had two grunts open it and peered inside only to find sand.
"Let those who dared to see what ought not to be seen, see not nevermore forevermore." Nairbix recited as he closed his eyes, hearing this, his two friends did the same. After they closed their eyes, the surrounding equipment began to surge with unnatural electricity and caused all of the lights to blow out.
Though they could not see it, the sand inside the Ark began glow and create thunder as fog rolled out of it. From the fog, spirits of punishment began to fly from the Ark and circle around the many inquisitors. One that resembled a woman looked directly and Belloq, Dietrich and the sniveling inquisitor just before it took on the appearance of a frightening ghoul.
"Indy?" Marion asked over the roaring wind.
"Don't look, Marion! No matter what happens, keep your eyes shut!" He yelled back while Nairbix continued to recite the old warning.
"Let those who dared to see what ought not to be seen, see not nevermore forevermore!" He cried as the punishment began.
From the Ark, a fountain of fire rose and sent beams of destruction through every last inquisitor's chest. One by one, their bodies either exploded, imploded or melted down to their bones just before the fire gathered them all up and sucked them into the Ark just before the lid returned to its rightful place.
After their bonds were burned by the fire, Nairbix leaped over to pick up the Ark while the two lovers embraced each other.
"Indy," Marion asked shakenly, "Wh-what happened to them?"
"They have been punished." Nairbix said simply as he carried the Ark. After they got off the island and returned to the world's capital, Indy met with Nairbix and Sigurd to discuss the fate of the Ark.
"You've done your world a great service, and we thank you." Sigurd complimented as they sat in a conference room, "We trust that you found the settlement satisfactory."
"Oh, the money's fine." Indy waved off, "The situation's totally unacceptable."
"I guess that just wraps it up." Nairbix muttered bluntly as he slowly spun in his chair.
"Where is the Ark?" Indy asked hotly.
"I thought we'd settle that." Sigurd said calmly, "The Ark is somewhere very safe, Dr. Jones."
"From whom?" He asked.
"People like the inquisition." Nairbix replied.
"The Ark is a source of unspeakable power and it has to be researched." He stressed.
"I know its power, Indy. And don't forget this, the Ark was brought to this world due to the arrogance and mistakes of your kind from this world." Nairbix reminded hotly as he eyes began to blaze. "Be lucky that I don't seek vengeance for my home and people due to your forbearer's mistakes."
"Besides," Sigurd further explained, "It is best that the Ark is removed from this world so that the inquisition doesn't attempt to try to obtain it again."
"I'm sorry, my friend." Nairbix said as he and Sigurd rose from their chairs, "But this final. And it's time for us to go."
"You're leaving?" He asked.
"Sadly, yes. I have a war to go back to and it is most likely that we will never see each other again." Nairbix said sadly with an outstretched hand, "But I hope to be proven wrong. It's been a privilege to work with you, Indiana Jones."
"Likewise, Nairbix VanSull." Indy said as he shook his friend's hand. The two Keyblade wielders then departed the world and returned to the citadel.
"I trust you'll see to it that my master receives this?" Nairbix asked Sigurd as he made a corridor of darkness.
"Indeed. But do you think Yen Sid is capable of keeping such power under control?" Sigurd asked.
"I trust Master Yen Sid with my life as well as my heritage." Nairbix replied softly, "The Ark will be safe with him."
"Nairbix." Sigurd said before his friend went through the corridor. "…Take care of yourself out there, my friend."
"I will, Sigurd, don't worry." Nairbix replied with a warm friendly smirk just before he made his way back to a war that would only end in sadness and despair for the young Narnian.
If anyone who was offended by the changes I made surrounding the Ark's history, I'm sorry. But, in my defense, C.S. Lewis (the author of the Chronicles of Narnia) based all of the books on Christian history which is why I decided to make the Ark Narnian. Along with that, I know I cut out the whole car chase scene when the Ark was stolen after the plane scene, but as I keep mentioning, I am not good at writing fight scenes of any kind at all especially when they are that long and take up two movie scenes. Besides, it wouldn't have worked that well with Nairbix in the picture.
And yes, as I clearly pointed out in this chapter, the Nazis were inquisitors. One last thing I've been dying to mention. Has anyone else noticed how similar the characters in Kingdom Hearts and Star Wars are alike?
I mean, come one!
Luke-Sora
Leia-Kairi(just not related to Sora)
Han-Riku
Donald/Goofy-C-3po/R2-D2
Mickey-Obi-Wan
Terra-Vader
Aqua-Qui-Gon/Obi-Wan(a little)
Ventus-Anakin(before becoming Vader)
Yen Sid-Yoda
Vanitas-Count Dooku
Xehanort-Sideous
Eraqus-Windu
Lea-Lando
Guardians of Light-Jedi
Seekers of Darkness/Organization XIII-Sith
Lightsaber-Keyblade
Kingdom Hearts-The Force
I'd be very surprised if I was the only one out there that has made these connections.