There was an ominous feeling in the air, the sense of wrongness setting Harry's nerves alight with tension as he walked through the Forbidden Forest with Misfit by his side. "This is all wrong, terribly wrong." He whispered to the heartless, who crooned up at his worry.
"This madness, the sacrifice Blacky has to make for the safetly of our worlds, how no one is able to stop this crazed toon." Harry rubbed the bridge of his nose, stressed to the point of sickness. Misfit patted his hand, trying to calm him least he draw attention to them. The shadows seemed to watch his melt down, flickering in the dying sunlight as they drew closer.
"Despairing before the final battle~How very human." They seemed to hiss into the air, the words drifting by his ears as he gathered his wits. Harry scowled at the shadows, remembering the red eyes from before as he continued onward deeper into the forest until he reached a clearing. Misfit scrambled closer to him as he wandered to where Blacky and Fenrir stood, both in a battle-ready mood.
"Surprised you didn't get lost, brat." The affection was clear in the rabbit toon's voice as he turned to him, ears twitching at every sound. Fenrir gave the boy a gentle grin before motioning to the large crater several feet infront of them. "He's coming, quickly now." As he spoke, the ground around them rumbled and a being of grotesque features burst forth from the crater, screeching into the air as it frailed long spindly limbs at the trio.
Harry tensed as Blacky put himself right infront of him, taking a large blow that nearly knocked him over. The large Rabbit huffed, unamused at the abomination his brother had turned into. "After all these years, you haven't changed dear brother." The creature's body morphed to form a deformed wolf head, red blobs staring directly at both Blacky and Harry. "DEAR Brother, Yet you still live, While I remain a shade of myself." The shadows forming the beasts' body slithered and rippled, like flesh melting from bone.
It stared at Harry and the boy felt unsettled at it's empty gaze before it lashed out with a spiked tendril. Once more, Blacky placed himself before the attack, gritting his teeth as the spikes ripped through his flesh. He readied his Pencil, turning it into a more usable weapon as he pointed the tip toward the fighting duo. As he tried to get a good lock on the beast, he was hesitant at attacking Blacky. "What are you doing? You're in the way!" Fenrir's panicking calls drew Harry's attention as he watched Blacky grasp the bloodied tendril with a tight grip.
There seemed to be resolve in his golden eyes as he looked back to the teen, a crooked smile on his muzzle as he regarded him. "What are you hesitating for?Shoot 'em!" He wrapped the tendril around his wrist to keep the shade still for Harry to take aim. The toons gaze was soft as he faced the boy one last time. "Take care of yourselves, ya hear?" He tugged harshly on the tendril and gave in to the monster he'd been holding back for centuries. Blotches of black erupted from his fur as he grew to a more grotesque size, easily towering over the two humans below.
Harry fell back as he watched Blacky release his basic form to become a more formidable foe as he launched himself at the shade, clamping his maw on the beast's throat and dragging it off toward the crater. Screeching and howling echoed in the air as the two monsterous beings tumbled into the large hole, black smoke seeping from the entrance before Harry gathered his wits and launched a wave of destruction magic, destroying both the crater and everything inside.
The air was silent, nothing stirred as Harry gazed blankly at where his mentor, the only family he had, vanished right before his eyes. "He's gone, just like that." He spoke softly, hollow as he watched Fenrir inspect the crater for life. The man seemed conficted as he searched for any signs of life, before mournfully turning to the teen and shaking his head.
"That fool, always up to reckless self-sacrifice. All for the greater good." fenrir whispered, clutching his head in anger. Harry only stood numbly, wondering if he could even go on. The shadows seemed to hiss and whisper as they receded, their noise quieting in the air as several toons appeared in the clearing. They had felt the loss of their friend, the connection they shared snapping like a cord.
The oldest of the group, Courge wondered over to hug Harry, small hands patting gently wherever he could reach. At his cue, each toon stepped foreward to engulf the stricken boy in a hug, offering soft words of care as he finally broke down and wept.
Fenrir watched them, unsure of how strong their bond to the boy was when he noticed Misfit wander over to him. "Such odd beings, worried over a single human." He told the heartless, and was rewarded with a deep chuckle. 'You've alot to learn of humans, Fenrir. Perhaps the world has not taught you enough about them.' Purple eyes gleamed as Misfit melted into the shadows, and the man was left wondering what the toon had meant.
Harry returned to Hogwarts, withdrawn from the world to process the lose of his first friend. It had been up to him to finish the corupted toon, but in his hesitance he had costed the freedom and life of his family to the Pit. Fenrir had spent a time consoling the boy, telling him there was no other way to get rid of the scrouge, but it all fell through as many toons had passed by to thank Harry for ridding them of a terrible force, no mention of Blacky in any of their thanks. It was like the toon was of no consequnce, his use in the manner gone as he died.
The pre-teen didn't know what to feel as he gathered around his group of toons, wondering what his next course was. Ichigo and Minato had told the boy of Blacky's wish for him to have a stress-free life, so they go rid of Voldemort for him. "That bastard had split his soul, so I spent a time tracking him down and exoricsing his soul to hell. Not fun." The Shinigami huffed, sitting beside Harry as they watched people vanish from sight from their spot on the train.
Seeing as they had no real reason to leave the train back to England, Harry had 'Erased' the lines surrounding his form making him insivisble to the human eye as he waited for the people to leave. The boy felt odd to be leaving the grave of his friend behind, seeing as the Pit could not be moved or opened anytime soon, which left him debating on whether to stay a bit longer or travel to the toon world for good.
He had enough of humans for a while.
"We could always travel you know, see other worlds and make new friends." Ichigo told him, eyeing his silence with distaste. All the other toons agreed that they should leave the human realm for a while, seeing no use to staying any longer then needed. Harry seemed to agree with them, almost eager to leave the remains of battle behind him. He shadow grew as Bendy appeared, grinning from horn to horn as he regarded the two. "Yeah kid! We'll go out and enjoy life with the rest of the losers!" Harry rolled his eyes with a soft chuckle as he nodded to the toon, before pausing as he looked around.
"Have any of you seen Misfit? He's been gone awhile." Both toons shrugged, unsure of where the little heartless went. "Maybe he got lost somewhere, he'll turn up soon enough so let's go!" At their urging Harry opened a makeshift portal to the toon world with his pencil-keyblade, dropping in with a yelp as Bendy pushed him.
If they had stayed for a second longer, they'd have seen curious silver eyes staring at them before they vanished.
Misfit was currently not lost, he was wandering the Forbidden Forest as was custom to dark creatures like himself. However he had felt a tug that took him from Harry's side to investigate, drawing him back to where Blacky was 'killed' and sealed off into the Pit.
There was a sense of urgency in his steps as he searched for the tugging, until he reached a much darker part of the forest, where the sunny barely shinned and the trees seemed to almost move with the shadows. Misfit tilted his head as he regarded the area, unafraid as he approached a particually shaded tree and stood waiting. Before his eyes, a large clawed hand slipped from the shadows to hover infront of his face and he followed the limb to the shadows where two curious sliver eyes stared back at him.
With ease he grasped the offered limb and watched the shadows subside to reveal a small hooded figure. 'Hello there, we meet at last.' Misfit chittered to the other and a long tail wagged as they regarded him.
"Nice To See You again, Misfit." The voice was distorted, rough at the edge as silver eyes watched him from under their hood. The heartless held their hand and tugged, wanting to leave the area to get back to Harry.
'Come along, [Redacted]. We'll miss our ride home'. The figure hobbled behind, large paws tripping at each step. They seemed unbothered at the pulling, a large fanged smile on their hidden face as they followed.
"Yes, Home At Last. We're coming for you Harry~"