Chapter 13: The Keyblade War
The Dandelions went up to the Supreme Elite and shook their hands and some even gave them hugs. This would be the last time they would ever see the Supreme Elite ever. They so wanted them to join the Dandelions, but understood that leaving behind all these people they called friends to die would eat them up from the inside and so they calmly and gracefully accepted the Supreme Elite's decision to fight. All the Dandelions left and so the Supreme Elite were left alone. It was the late afternoon and the sun was in the west getting ready to set. The Supreme Elite remained quiet as they sat together all of them looking into space. They couldn't really say anything at this point. What could they talk about? Their fates? Why? Nothing is going to change and they know everything they need to know. The war is coming and darkness will take them all. They will find a loophole of some sort; they have to find one. The minutes passed like hours and the four of them remained at the fountain. Then, Polemistis hears footsteps coming towards them. It's Master Gula.
"Master Gula," Polemistis said. The other Elites looked up at Gula.
"Supreme Elite, follow me," he said. Then started walking off past them. They looked at each other confused, but then shrugged their shoulders, got up, and followed Gula. They walked up the stairs, went through the Market, headed for the Clock Tower area and went inside an empty house. It was his private quarters. Gula walked inside first ahead of the Elite and then turned around to face them. The Supreme Elite stood a few steps inside the entrance and just looked at Gula.
"There is something you four need to know," he said grimly. "We Foretellers had learned of a traitor. That would be someone who betrays the light and all of us. I found a passage from a missing page of the Book of Prophecies called the Lost Page. I found this written in it: The one unable to forgive this distastefulness, who thought of fate with pessimism and lost sight of true strength... The one who will misread the truth and step forth into secrecy... This describes the identity of the traitor and it means that the traitor is the one who will end the world. There was someone that we had in mind, but ultimately couldn't stop them. We might have even messed up and missed the mark after all."
"So then, it seems like it was truly inevitable all along," Polemistis said. "Traitor huh? Maybe we could have hunted for them and defeated them ourselves. That would have surely have stopped the darkness from approaching."
"That's not all though," Gula said. Then, he went to sit in a chair and looked into space. "I told you all about the last passage of the Book foretelling the war, yes? Well, this is its sister. It read: And with that one swing, the bell that tolls for the end will sound and the final battle will begin at the destined time." The Supreme Elite merely nodded as they listened. Gula turned in his seat and faced them all.
"Master, you are telling us such sensitive details from the Book," Polemistis said. "Are you sure that it's okay to tell us such things?"
"As union members, no," Gula replied "but you four have fate written in that Book and you are the Supreme Elite so you should know. Besides, it does nothing telling you now. War is coming and there is nothing we can do about it." The Supreme Elite nodded in reply. Then, they all gasped. Ding... ding... ding... It was a bell... It was the clock tower... Polemistis immediately ran to the window and looked up at the clock: six o'clock.
"Ah, there it is," Gula said. Polemistis slowly went away from the window.
"The destined time..." Kyrios said.
"Indeed," Gula replied. "The time has come. Go, the two sides of light and dark are gathering now. You will fight dark warriors upon that battlefield. Anyone you face will be your enemy. The unions will be gathering together for the battle. I suggest you all return to your union." The Supreme Elite gave the Keyblade warriors salute and walked out of the room. Standing outside of the house, they looked up at the clock tower. It stopped ringing a little while ago and remains quiet. The sky is now darker than ever, but there is still some sunlight. The roads and streets now have much shadow painted all over them and everything has a dark feeling. They stood in the outdoors for a little bit.
"I guess this is goodbye... for the last time," Polemistis said.
"Yeah, I guess it is," Aiton replied.
"Huh, maybe we could have defeated that traitor," Kidemonas said.
"It wouldn't have made any difference," Kyrios said. "Besides, our counterparts were probably the traitors, but the Foretellers must have never found them. Well, it's too late now. Now, we have to return back to our own unions."
"Hey guys," Polemistis said "I want us to promise each other something. Even though we will be taken by fate, let's promise each other that we will return to each other one day and no matter where we are, we will find each other." Polemistis put his hand out smiling.
"I like that," Kyrios said and he put his hand on Polemistis's. Aiton and Kidemonas followed suit and put their hands on the pile too. Then, they gave each other hugs and Kidemonas, Aiton, and Kyrios all walked away into the darkness leaving Polemistis alone. Polemistis stared into space for a little bit and then went back into Gula's quarters.
"Master Gula?" he called. Gula was sitting on the chair still at the table. He merely looked up. "What about you? Where will you be?"
"I'll be fighting the darkness too," Gula said. "I will be fighting alongside the light in defeating the dark foes that await us. I probably won't survive this battle like you won't." Polemistis walked over to Gula, who stood up, and embraced him. Gula returned it at first gently, but then tightened it.
"The young boy I found on the street..." he said with a choked up voice. "Why must he suffer such cruel fate?"
"I will defy fate," Polemistis replied. "I promise I will. We all promised we will and we'll come back to each other one day." They embraced for a little longer and then let go.
"We gather in a few days," Gula said. "I suggest you try to get some sleep." Polemistis put his fist to his heart and bowed his head giving the warrior's salute. He then walked out of the quarters and went home. Gula stared out the door feeling such heaviness in his heart.
"Polemistis... Supreme Elite..." he said almost crying. "Forgive me... forgive us... We couldn't tell you the truth. One day, I hope you can forgive us."
A few days later...
Different sides gathered together outside of Daybreak Town in the Badlands. Polemistis was with his own. Looking forward, he sees nothing, but the enemy. These are the warriors of darkness that he has been told would be fighting. He was with his fellow Keyblade wielders and was ready for this. He was ready to die along with his comrades or rather, suffer his fate so the deaths of his comrades is not in vain. The two sides summoned their Keyblades and got into stance. Then, they raised them up and charged toward each other and clashed. Polemistis stood with Keyblade in hand and did not move from his spot. He watched as the warfare erupted around him and saw Keyblades clashing. It felt like everything slowed down and the sounds faded some. He watched the war become ever so bloody and gory as Keyblade wielders got slashed and having big gashes opened, lost a limb or a head, and getting tripped up and be killed with a Keyblade swinging down on them like an execution. One Keyblade after another fell into the ground and one heart after another began floating upwards into the black, cloud-filled sky. Polemistis watched the horror unravel before him and then took a deep breath in and out. Just then, thunder and lightning erupted and rain came down. Polemistis merely looked into the sky and watched the storm begin. He then put his hand to his heart.
"May my heart be my guiding key," he said and then he looked at the war in front of him and ran forward. He just ran until someone saw him and took a swing at him. Polemistis blocked the strike, gave the guy an uppercut, and then stabbed him. The next foe got in close to Polemistis, but then learned the hard way as Polemistis put the enemy in a head lock and violently twisted his arm out of it pulling on the foe's jaw essentially breaking the enemy's neck. Another foe finished off an ally of of the light and then turned their attention toward him and swung at his head. Polemistis bent down and coffee grinder kicked him taking out his legs, stood back up, and swung his Keyblade down like an ax killing the enemy. The scream got to Polemistis a bit and chills went up and down his skin. However, he had to move on or his life would have been ended by someone else. He tried looking around for his friends, but they were nowhere to be seen as expected.
"I hope they haven't fallen to fate just yet," he said aloud to himself while pointing his Keyblade backwards and stabbing an enemy behind him that was about to attack him. He pulled his Keyblade out and started using some magic on enemies. He used all kinds of spells and even some new attacks that he had been waiting a while to use. They varied so wildly that describing all of them would take too long. He struck down and killed one enemy after another fighting as he was supposed to. A female this time swung at his head and he locked in combat with her. He held her in a stalemate.
"I'm sorry sweetheart," he said. "I'll be sure to make this painless." He then broke off of the stalemate and used Zantetsuken on her. She froze and then slowly went to the ground dead. No blood was drawn at all so this was a clean kill. Spells had been going off all over the place and the storm only got worse as the war fought on. Polemistis had parts of his clothes in tatters at the edges and he had a bit of dirt on the right side of his face. He fought and killed one foe after another making sure to keep his self imposed rule of a one-two kill. One was he must open them up and then two was he stabbed or slashed them. Fighting any longer than that would only increase his chances of dying at the hands of Keyblade wielders and therefore, fate never taking him. He wouldn't be able to live on either so he had to keep all battles short and to the point.
He soon came across a Keyblade wielder that looked pretty tough and slightly ominous. He was aggressive in swinging toward Polemistis. In a flash, the foe swung at Polemistis's head. Polemistis had to lean back, but he felt the edge of the blade go across his left cheek. He put his fingers to it and felt a cut begin to bleed. Polemistis responded by swinging overhead down on the foe and work his way forward from there. That didn't do any good and the foe swung at the Elite's body forcing him to jump back. He felt the blade hit his left side and he sees his shirt ripped open and on his bare skin, a decent sized cut that started bleeding. Polemistis got ticked now and started fighting aggressively this time using his spells and attacks. He made sure to use all the new ones to keep the enemy off balance and guessing. The foe guessed wrong once and swung at Polemistis's head, but the Elite parried it, turned around, and then stabbed the enemy in an uppercut motion. He then flipped the foe over onto his back and pulled the blood covered Keyblade out and panted for a few seconds.
Suddenly, Ultimate Apocalypse disappeared out of his hand like he unsummoned it. The thing is, he never wanted to do that. Just then, dark energy began swirling around him in small mists and then began to swirl around his feet. He knew immediately that his fate is taking place. The dark pool was like an anchor and he couldn't move from where he was. Suddenly, like a trap door opening, he fell into the pool and into darkness. He started floating down upside down head first into the dark realm. Looking back above him, he sees a light in the distance. That's where he just was. Darkness begins to overtake him.
"I will not let it end this way," he said. He then managed to summon his Keyblade again, though with some trouble, pointed it at where his heart is and stabbed himself. He then let the weapon go and it disappeared and his heart came out of his chest. By now, darkness is really starting to ensnare him. He sends his heart up to the light and watches it go and has a slight smile on his face.
"I will return to you all... I promise..." Polemistis said. He then closes his eyes smiling and darkness overtakes his body and destroys it.
Kyrios fought everyone that dare to attack him and anyone that got in his way. He would make sure to fight so as to make everyone's sacrifice not be in vain. He was aware of the rain and storm that rage on. Even so, he decided to make his heart his guiding key swearing to the oath that all Keyblade wielders swore by. He made sure himself to keep all battle short and simple. He even kept a close on his surroundings so as to not be caught unaware. He looked all around and did not go forward so much. He somewhat stayed in the same area after he ran forward and charged into battle. Using the elements, he knocked away many warriors with his spells. One enemy was about to attack him, but he used Eclipse of the Moon and then slashed his back and then stabbed him in the back. Kyrios briefly looks to his right and a fire spell is heading right towards his face. He moves his head in the nick of time and the spell shoots past his head and lands in the ground exploding about seven feet behind him. He slightly covers himself and when he uncovers, he has some dirt on the left side of his face and on his left arm as well as a long thin cut on his forehead that turned red with blood. Kyrios fires a fire spell back in the direction it came from and sees a warrior get hit and sent backwards burning some.
The moment, a warrior is stabbing right at Kyrios, but he parries the stab off to the right, spins clockwise, and hits the enemy in the head with the hilt of his Keyblade. The enemy is knocked to the ground onto his stomach, but in deciding to put up a fight, he swings at Kyrios's feet while rolling onto his back. Kyrios jumps over and swings back down clashing with the enemy once again. They fight for a bit and then Kyrios disarms the foe and swings down like an ax on wood and puts his blade into the enemy's abdomen. The warrior screams in pain and then lies still shallowly breathing as he begins to die. Kyrios took his blade of Elemental Master out of the warrior and sees the whole edge of the blade covered in blood. He turns around and another foe runs toward him about ready to attack, but Kyrios used Thunder Barrage to pound the enemy and send them backwards a ways. They end up fighting another warrior briefly before getting their body slashed open. Kyrios lands and then sees a female warrior standing nearby facing him ready to fight.
"Sorry, but it has to be done Kyrios," she said. Clearly as one of the warriors of the dark, she had no choice and those of the darkness clearly knew the Supreme Elite well. They both begin fighting and each held their own. She was pretty skilled and it impressed Kyrios, but he had to end it immediately. She decided to lunge forward and stab him, but he dodged and then used Heaven's Sword against her. She was stunned and then slowly went to the ground and died.
"I'm sorry too, but it had to be done," Kyrios apologized. No blood was drawn so that made this less painful for him. He then find another dark warrior and so he runs toward him and in acrobatic fashion, does a butterfly kick, but grabbing around the head. The warrior was strong and stayed upright, so Kyrios used his momentum and swung himself around to get on the foe's shoulder while positioning his legs to lock and then twist the enemy's head breaking the neck. Kyrios then jumped off the limp body high above the fray and threw his Keyblade into the soil creating and explosion sending Keyblade bearers all over the place. Kyrios landed on his feet and resummoned his Keyblade.
Then, he looks up and searches for any of his friends. He expected to not find them, but hoped he would. As he was looking around, he sees a figure wearing a black coat. Everything now seems to slow down and the noise is channeled out. The figure Kyrios was looking at was the dark lord that was foretold to give him a piece of his heart. He was about to put Elemental Master in front of him when it disappeared like he unsummoned it. Darkness pooled around his feet making an anchor and keeping Kyrios in place. The figure then summons a Keyblade with an eye in it and waves his free hand over it. He then prepares the Keyblade and by pointing it up and then forward sending a pink orb toward Kyrios. It's a piece of his heart. Kyrios just stood there and waited for it unable to do anything. Then, the piece enters him and a stunned expression is written on his face. It's as if he got punched in the stomach and it feels tight too. The piece of the heart was taking his own over. The dark figure then disappeared into the battlefield undisturbed and untouched.
"N-no, I... won't... let it happen," Kyrios managed to say. Meanwhile, dark energy is coming out of him and floating around him. With trouble, he then summoned his own Keyblade and pointed it at where his heart is. He then stabs his chest and lets go of his Keyblade. It disappears as it appeared and his heart comes out of his chest and begins to float up toward the dark sky. Looking up, he smiles slightly.
"I will come back... to all of you..." he said and then the darkness takes him over completely and he grunts in pain and then he does not feel it anymore. He opens his eyes and they are gold and he then grins maniacally.
Kidemonas has just struck down an enemy. He then looks around for more enemies and finds another one about ready to attack him. He fights them and then slashes them across the body putting them onto their knees and then slashes their throat. He didn't behead them, but merely just slit their throat killing them. He looked around wanting to know where his friends are.
"Guys, where are you?" he said to himself. I hope you all haven't fallen just yet. If you have, I will make sure to not leave you all behind." A Keyblade bearer then swung at his head forcing him to duck and when he got back up, he took out the legs forcing the enemy to land on his back and then swung down and beheaded the enemy. Another enemy swings overhead down at Kidemonas. The Elite turned his face away just enough, but the blade created a moderate sized gash on the right side of his head that went from his temple to his jaw. It began to bleed immediately, but not profusely. Kidemonas side kicked the enemy backwards and then used Strike Raid at the foe throwing his Keyblade into the abdomen of the enemy. The foe fell to the ground dead and Kidemonas resummoned his blood cover Keyblade. He then felt someone grab him from behind and put a Keyblade to his neck.
"Anything left to say before I kill you?" the foe said.
"Yeah, the joke's on you!" Kidemonas said and then he had his Keyblade disappear and in a split second, the Keyblade came from behind the both of them in a Strike Raid and went into the enemy's back making him scream. His grip on the Elite went limp and he fell over dead. Kidemonas pulled his weapon out of the foe and looked around once again. He started using his power of light to fight through the war in the midst of the dark and rainy storm. It was the only thing that could possibly pierce through the darkness all around him. He went through warrior after warrior using the power of light. If he could do anything, he could use light to fight the darkness.
When he went through the last warrior, Light's Redemption disappeared from his hand out of the blue. Kidemonas then looked up and around and sees dark energy floating around and coming down toward him. It then begins to enter him and he starts screaming in pain as the darkness enters him and creeps toward his heart.
"I will not... allow this!" he managed to shout out. He manages to summon his Keyblade again, points it at his heart, stabs his chest and releases his heart. His weapon disappears and his heart begins to float into the sky.
"I will not lose you," he said. "I will find you all and bring us together." He smiled for a little bit. Then, he screams in more pain as the darkness reaches where he once had a heart and forms a new, dark one. His hair changes to black from dirty blond and his eyes turn gold. His clothes turn black as well. The darkness completely takes over Kidemonas and he resummons his new Keyblade, Darkness's Victory. Looking out into the battlefield, he grins maniacally and goes off into battle.
Aiton has managed to survive this far without fate or anyone killing him yet. Fighting reverse grip makes it better because it is such a rare skill and very few, if any, fight holding their Keyblade in reverse grip. Aiton is one of the lucky ones. However, luck won't save him from fate. So, he continues to fight anyway. With his speed, it only gives him an upper hand. Striking down a warrior, he looks around for his friends.
"What are the odds I'm the last one?" he said to himself. "I have a feeling I am. Oh guys, hang on for me if you can. I will follow all of you soon." He then stabs a Keyblade wielder behind him that was going to strike him. He used Unbound Power to unleash all the power he could. Another foe swung at him and Aiton made him miss, but then that foe in a flash swung again. Aiton blocked this time and was a bit amazed how there is someone else that has his speed. The Elite fought this enemy and used everything he knows. Obviously in this war, nothing is off limits. Although Aiton is fast, the foe kept up and countered and blocked every strike and slash Aiton through at him. It was even for a while before Aiton decided he had to make this bloody. He swung at the enemy's left knee and cut off the leg from the knee down. The foe screamed and fell onto his left side. As he was falling, Aiton slashed across the warrior's body creating a deep lethal gash that bled profusely. The warrior passed out on the ground and died there.
Aiton moved on from there and threw his Keyblade at an enemy and it stabbed the warrior. He then teleported to the now dead enemy and pulled his Keyblade out of foe and jumped into the air. He then fired a strong beam of light toward the ground and it created a large explosion taking out many enemies in the process. He lands back on the earth and looks around and sees a female ally being bullied by a dark foe; she was looking scared and worried as she fought him. Aiton threw his Keyblade at the enemy's head having it enter the side of it killing him instantly. The female ally nods in thanks and Aiton returns the nod. He resummons his Keyblade and is about to head off to fight some more.
Suddenly, Unbound Power disappeared from his hand unnaturally nor by his command. He then sees darkness floating around him and then it pools around his feet and begins to creep up his legs and cover him. He couldn't move from there and realized that fate has come.
"I will not submit to fate," he said determined. Then, he resummons his Keyblade, though it took him a second try to do so, points it at his heart and stabs his chest. He then lets go of his weapon, which disappears, and his heart exits his chest and floats into the sky.
"Now... I'm with you... guys..." he said with a slight smile. The darkness creeps up and covers him inch by inch and soon his face is covered. All of Aiton is covered in darkness and the black figure that is him is now writhing in pain as the darkness begins to tear him apart from the inside. He then screams and the darkness explodes all around leaving nothing behind.
Edited by KingdomHearts3, 24 February 2017 - 11:40 AM.