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[Always 309]

“Hey, hands off of her! Show some respect!” you demand. “You don’t even know her!”

 

Justin snickers and puts his hands up in a mock-surrendering gesture. “Alright, alright,” he says. “What, are you afraid she’ll fall for my superior looks and charm?”

 

You lunge at the cocky jerk to punch him, but he points that stupid key thing at you, and you stop in your tracks. As dumb as that thing may look, you’d rather not find out what happens if he hits you with it. “In answer to your other question,” he says, “this ‘thing’ is called a Keyblade. It’s quite powerful, actually.”

 

“Okay...so why are you here with that...Keyblade?” you ask, still angry.

 

He shrugs. “I ended up here by accident. I’ve been exploring other worlds in my Gummi Ship, and it crash-landed here. I can’t get it to start again.”

 

You and Molly look at each other, mystified. Gummi Ship?

“Well, please tell me that Keyblade thing is for more than just pathetic attempts to pick up random girls,” Molly says.

 

You try not to smile, some of your confidence restored.

 

“Ouch,” Justin says sarcastically, dramatically placing his hand over his heart. “Don’t worry, sweet thing, you’ll see soon enough that I’m so much better for you.”

 

Molly rolls her eyes.

 

“So what can that thing do?” you ask, changing the subject so that you’re not urged to try and kill this guy with your new-found power.

 

“What can it do?” Justin echos. He swings his weapon at a nearby tree, and it snaps, not quite breaking completely, but falling to the jungle floor.

[Always 309]

“Hey, hands off of her! Show some respect!” you demand. “You don’t even know her!”

 

Justin snickers and puts his hands up in a mock-surrendering gesture. “Alright, alright,” he says. “What, are you afraid she’ll fall for my superior looks and charm?”

 

You lunge at the cocky jerk to punch him, but he points that stupid key thing at you, and you stop in your tracks. As dumb as that thing may look, you’d rather not find out what happens if he hits you with it. “In answer to your other question,” he says, “this ‘thing’ is called a Keyblade. It’s quite powerful, actually.”

 

“Okay...so why are you here with that...Keyblade?” you ask, still angry.

 

He shrugs. “I ended up here by accident. I’ve been exploring other worlds in my Gummi Ship, and it crash-landed here. I can’t get it to start again.”

 

You and Molly look at each other, mystified. Gummi Ship?

“Well, please tell me that Keyblade thing is for more than just pathetic attempts to pick up random girls,” Molly says.

 

You try not to smile, some of your confidence restored.

 

“Ouch,” Justin says sarcastically, dramatically placing his hand over his heart. “Don’t worry, sweet thing, you’ll see soon enough that I’m so much better for you.”

 

Molly rolls her eyes.

 

“So what can that thing do?” you ask, changing the subject so that you’re not urged to try and kill this guy with your new-found power.

 

“What can it do?” Justin echos. He swings his weapon at a nearby tree, and it snaps, not quite breaking completely, but falling to the jungle floor.

 

(Oh, no! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to post that twice. )

[4Everbee 1,365]

Molly rolled her eyes."We don't have time for this!" She yelled.You and Justin looked at Molly."You sureeeeee?" Said Justin smiling.

 

(I suck at this lol)

[WerXand-XV 34]

"That's it" you say, "I've about had enough of your cocky attitude," you pull up your dagger, readying the blade. "Whoa, calm down there tiger, wouldn't want to get hurt now," Justin says mockingly, "No," you reply defiantly, "no, if that, Keyblade, is really as powerful as you say, then let's go. I'll take you on here and now!" You ready yourself, Justin doesn't answer, but raises his keyblade. The weapon is quite odd looking, the handle has a metal ring and it as a guard, the blade is made of two metal shafts, joined together towards the top by another horizontal strip of metal. The tip was really odd, at the top of the two metal shafts was an oval, sticking out of the side was a large V shaped piece, attached to the rest by a small tube, giving it the appearance of a large key, befitting the name Keyblade.

 

"Wait, please don't fight..." Molly tries to intervene, but your anger has gotten the better of you, and you charge at the boy.

[axel91 161]

Justin then reveals himself to be non other than Young Master Xehanort in disguise!

[Larxene12 86]

Just then, a giant Troll comes and stabs Young Master Xenhort and looked at the rest and said, "Problem?" and then did his dance.

[Always 309]

(Darn it, Larxene12, now I have to edit my post.)

 

Molly screams at the sight of Xehanort being stabbed, and you're stunned.

 

"Um...no...no problem," you say to the Troll. His dance weirds you out, but you let him finish and go on his way.

 

Once the Troll's gone, you and Molly run to the wounded Xehanort. Molly shakes his shoulder. "Hey, can you hear me?"

 

Xehanort groans in response then lifts his Keyblade in the air and casts a spell. "Curaga!" he mutters. Then his gaping wound is gone. Even though he was only disguised as Justin earlier, his personality has hardly changed. He gives a sly grin to Molly and says, "I knew you cared about me, sweetheart. You just had to find it in you."

 

"Hmph. I liked you better when you were dying," you mumble.

[axel91 161]

Xehanort has had enough, so he takes out his keyblade, stabs himself with it to release his heart, and his heart goes straight to you. Your new name is Younort!

[WerXand-XV 34]

After you receive your new name, you wake up with a start, with a throbbing pain in your head, you see Molly staring at you, and you realize that what had happened was a dream, no troll, you're still you, Justin is still Justin. "Told you that you were gonna get hurt..."Justin tells you condisendingly. Molly comes to sit by your side, "You okay?" she puts a hand to the wound on your head, it stings, but you don't mind. You grab your dagger and get back up, "So now what do we do? Those two never even told is what this job was anyway,"

 

"Actually," Molly says, "they stopped by while you were passed out," she looks to Justin, who is busy at the other side of the clearing. What she says next almost seems like a sick joke.

[Always 309]

“Our job...” she begins, “well, your job, really, is to...” She’s having a lot of trouble finishing the sentence, and looks at the ground. “You’re supposed to take me to them, to the center of the island, and transform me,” she whispers.

 

“What?” Your face is blank, and you can barely process what she’s saying.

 

“The truth is, I’ve known for a long time that this would happen. I’ve been told I have a great power, though I’m still not sure what it is. I knew that someone might come after me for it someday, but I never thought in a million years that you would get involved.” She puts her hand on your cheek apologetically, and you can see tears starting to form in her eyes. “But here’s the part I really had no idea about: once I’m transformed, you have to fight me. It’s supposed to make my power reach its peak, and then...I don’t know what’ll happen from there.”

 

Your mouth is hanging open, as you are in total shock. Next, you feel a little angry at Molly for not telling you about her power sooner, but you can kind of understand why she didn’t. She looks over at Justin again, and you follow her gaze.

 

“And him?” you ask. “Is there anything he’s supposed to do?”

[WerXand-XV 34]

"He doesn't know it, but he was meant to test you, see if you had what it takes to survive here," she starts to weep, her tears fall onto your shoulder, "I'm so sorry,I never meant for you to get involved," she wraps you in a hug, "I don't wanna lose you, and now you're going to get hurt because of me," she sobs. You don't know any way to console her. Although you don't blame her for anything that's happened, you don't see any way to make her feel better, you hear a quite chuckle, and see Justin looking at the two of you, smirking, and there's nothing you can think off right now that's more infuriating. You wrap your arms around Molly, "Hey...don't worry...we'll find a way out of this. I'll make sure that we get home...". "How?" Molly asks

 

A brilliant idea forms in your mind, but brilliant as it is, you can't help a bit hate that took have to work with Justin. "You, didn't you say something about a ship?" You ask curtly. "The gummi ship? Yeah but it's broken down, no way that thing'll get you of this island,". "What if we get it fixed? How about then?"

 

Justin thinks it over for a moment, "Well I do have a repair kit, the only reason I haven't used it yet is cuz I wanted to take a look around first, but tell you what, if you can actually, beat me in a fight,, I'll give you two a ride off this world.

 

His eyes were closed as he spoke, and when he opened them, you were ready, at the weird fight you had rushed towards him, your dagger ready to cut him, you had caught him off hard and he had just enough time to block with his keyblade.

 

You jump back and charge again, rushing in with a primal, rage filed scream. This time, things would end differently

[Always 309]

This time, you aren’t quite as angry as you were the first time you had tried to fight him, and this helps you focus, makes you a little less impulsive and more observant.

 

Justin feints to your right, but you see his eyes looking left, and you anticipate his next move. You take a high leap to the left just as he does. You turn your dagger over in your hand while flipping over in mid-air. You land behind him, and before he has a chance to turn around, you hit him in the back of the head with the hilt of the dagger, and he falls to the ground face-down.

 

Molly runs over to both of you. “Geez, you boys are such idiots!” she says, clearly angry. “I’m surprised you haven’t killed each other yet!” She kneels to the ground and turns Justin over on his back.

 

You shrug, unable to say anything or argue, breathless. You look down at Justin, taking in the moment. He appears to be unconscious.

 

Molly firmly taps his cheek with her palm. “Hey, Justin, you okay?” she asks. Though she’s still obviously annoyed at both of you, there’s a trace of concern in her tone.

 

This makes you feel a little jealous, and though you know it’s childish, you can’t help but try and direct Molly’s attention back at you. When you’re finally able to speak, you say, “I...I beat him!” A triumphant smile spreads across your face.

 

“Yeah, that’s great!” Molly snaps back at you. “But how are any of us going to get out of here when you two are beating each other to a pulp?!”

 

“Hey, he started it...!” You decide to stop there, because you know you’re sounding childish again.

 

Molly ignores you. Justin’s eyelids flutter open. As Molly is the first thing he sees, he smirks. “Hello, darling,” he says weakly. This reminds you of the stupid dream you had after Justin beat you that first time, and you clench your fist.

 

“Ugh, if we didn’t need your help right now, I’d smack you so hard that you’d be out again!” Molly yells angrily. Well, at least that part was different from the dream.

 

“Keep telling yourself that.” He sits up and and rubs the back of his head. Then he looks at you and tries to downplay the fact that you’ve just defeated him by putting his hand down and ignoring the pain. He also tries to act like his ego hasn’t been bruised. “Well then,” he says, “to the Gummi Ship?”

[WerXand-XV 34]

The three of you start to make your way to Justin's gummi ship, walking for what seemed like forever. You all get to another clearing, Justin looks around, and you get a sick feeling, "You're lost aren't you," you accuse him. He turns and stammers "W-what? N-no no, I-i umm..." he's babbling, trying to cover up the fact that he is in fact lost.

 

The hardest part of their trek was they had to get to the other side of the jungle without going into the center of the it, where the two hooded people were waiting for them. After, as you would of put it, walking around the entire jungle twice, you finally find where Justin's gummi ship was hidden. "Okay, you two sit tight while I fix the ship," he goes behind the ship to fix its inner workings.

 

You and Molly sit beneath the shade of a tree, Molly has become quite tired and feel asleep, you were admiring your dagger. You hear a small contained explosion, followed by a curse from Justin, "Idiot..." you mumble. Then something catches your attention,a noise like a cutting sound.

 

You quickly jump over Molly to shield her from a falling tree, she looks up from the loud crash, you both turn away and blush. Justin runs in, keyblade at the ready. You look in the direction of the fallen tree, you can make out the figure of a boy around your age. He steps closer, and you can see him clearly now. Here's wearing a black jacket over a blood red shirt. He had many pieces of metal jewelry, earrings, studs, braclets. His hair was a dark, rich red.

 

You ready your dagger, the blade shining, ready to cut and slash. "Well aren't we brave," the new boy says, addressing you, " you kinda missed your target, you were supposed to go to the center of the jungle, not the other side,". "We're not going to listen to you anymore, are going home," you say, uncertain but with a firm voice. The boy seems to be bored, until he gets a look at your dagger, "Hey! That's a Angel Blade! I haven't seen one of those for a while, maybe you won't be totally boring after all," he reaches for something behind him, "I got a weapon similar to that Angel Blade of yours," he brings out a small tube, like your Angel Blade, only hid is a dark red like blood. He presses his thumb into the familiar dent and the end explodes, turning into a blade. While his was basically the same thing as your dagger, you can tell that his odds completely different, its blade was a shining red, and he held his back hand, "Mine's called a Devil's Fang, and you'll see why in just a second.

 

The two of you rush each other, his blade and yours clash and send a dazzling display of violet sparks. He's stronger than you, and he pushes you away, going on for the kill. You can barely dodge his attacks, you look to Justin, "Would do something?" You yell. All he does is shake his head, "That's a Devil's Fang, only you're Angel Blade can be used against it," your on your own

[Always 309]

You growl in frustration and jump to your feet, immediately realizing you won’t have time to block or dodge the attack effectively. This could be it...I’m done, you think.

 

He’s right in front of you, looking ready to finish you off, but when his blade is an inch away from your heart, he smirks and, looking you straight in the eyes, says, “Psych.” He disappears, and from behind you hear Molly cry out. You whirl around to see that the boy has warped behind Molly and grabbed her.

 

As she struggles, you see Justin get up with an angry expression on his face. “H-Hey! Not cool!” he yells. This time all fear of the Devil’s Fang is gone, and Justin charges at him with the Keyblade. You also decide to move in and charge with the Angel Blade.

 

“Heh,” the boy chuckles. He lets go of Molly and she immediately runs to the side to avoid your and Justin’s attacks, and stands a safe distance away. He ducks beneath Justin’s swing and punches him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. As you’re about to hit him he blocks your attack and does a maneuver with his blade that knocks yours out of your hand. You dive for it, pick it up, and are ready to fight again, but you see that the boy’s attention is back on Molly, who has started running once more. “Not so fast, dearest,” the boy says. He warps behind her again, grabs her by the hair, and turns her around to face you, his left hand pinning one of her wrists against her back, and his right holding the Devil’s Fang close to her throat, threatening to kill her.

 

You gasp, afraid for Molly’s life, but quickly hide your fearful expression. “You...you’re bluffing!” you say, trying to sound confident. “You guys need her alive!”

 

“You call this a bluff?” he gives Molly’s arm a hard twist, and she screams in pain. He has a sick smile of pleasure on his face as he twists.

 

“You bastard!! Don’t you dare hurt her!!!” you scream, enraged. You want so badly to strike him down, but there’s still a small fear in the back of your mind that this guy isn’t bluffing about killing Molly, so you stand your ground.

 

He stops, but keeps a firm grip on her. “Well, since none of you seem to want to cooperate with us, I have to give you some incentive not to leave this world in your cute little ship. I’ll take precious Molly with me, and you can come and get her at the center of the island. But keep in mind that the longer you take, the more I can hurt her. I’ll break every bone in her body that I can without killing her. It won’t matter in the end as long as you come to transform her, which only you have the power to do. Because if you do that, she’ll be completely healed, like I never even touched her, and far more powerful than any of us. But really, you don’t want to prolong her suffering in the meantime, do you?” He slides the Devil’s Fang across her cheek and she cries out as it sears through her skin.

 

“STOP IT!!!!” you scream.

 

“Make me.” Then he and Molly vanish.

[Sigrun 1,064]

everyone dies and its happily ever after, the End.

 

[WerXand-XV 34]

Enraged, you rush into the jungle alone, leaving Justin on the ground. You run at a pace you never thought possible, cutting down stray branches and vines. You arrive in the center of the jungle, you see the three people you've grown to hate most are waiting for you, with Molly tied up on her knees. You rush towards her but that boy with the Devil's Fang puts the blade to her arm, and violently rips up, leaving a long, but otherwise non fatal, cut on her upper arm. You stop dead in your tracks, "Do that again, and I swear to do the danger to you,a thousand fold," you threaten, but the boy laughs, "Man was I right, you are interesting. Locke, take her, I wanna fight this guy," he readys his Devil's Fang, you your Angel Blade. You rush in, slashing wildly, rage fueling your actions. You make a dodge to your left and swing your dagger in a large arc, too large, the boy sees an opening and ducks down, he does his blade across your chest.

 

It burns, the searing pain sends you reeling back. The pain is so intense, but you can't stop, you look over a Molly, she's crying, scared of what will happen to you. The boy rushes at you, ready to finish things.without looking up you stop his blade. You lunge upward, thrusting to back him away, the two of you clash a few times before a sift squish, your blade pierced his heart, he drops dead at your feet.

 

Now Locke steps up, you reach down, grabbing they're Devil's Fang, holding it back hand just as the boy did. Locke runs at you, his own Angel Blade at the ready. "Not this time..." you mutter. You swing your left arm, Locke raises his dagger to block, and you're trick works. You twist your arm so the it slides past his dagger, and slug him in his hooded face, as he's reeling from you punch you slash with your right hand, "Let's get a look at that pretty little face of yours!" You slash again, trying to get his face, but he dodged just in time, and instead you cut the side of his hood off. You see his face and your shocked.

 

Its you. His face looks exactly like yours only aged a few years, "Undet the alias of 'Locke' you became my partner," the hooded lady says, your attention on her, the fight apparently over, she removes her hood, letting down a curtain of coppery red hair. Her faces looks like Molly's, and just like Locke, its only difference was that it was aged a few years. "We came back to when I first got my powers to make sure the course of events does not change," she continues, "we looked exactly the same way when we were told. Yes, Locke and I are you and most from the future,"

[Always 309]

This unexpected (well, “unexpected” is a gross understatement) turn of events has such an impact on you that it brings you to your knees. You look at Molly, who appears just as shocked as you, if not even more so.

 

You start to feel angry. You think of everything these two have done to you. How they--apparently your future selves--allowed the boy to come after Molly and hurt her. That couldn’t be you. How could you ever let such a thing happen? Why would “Molly” allow her younger self to be injured by that boy and his Devil’s Fang? Why would they team up with such a twisted person? What are you and Molly destined to become?

 

You’re shaking with rage and fear at the same time and you shut your eyes, wishing for all of this to go away. Overwhelmed as you are, the only words you’re able to choke out are, “I-I don’t understand.”

[WerXand-XV 34]

"We have no time for you to understand," the older Molly says grimly, "Locke, show him why you're called the 'Blue Crimson Fang'". And so Locke, the older you, reaches into his coat to pull out the Devil's Fang, your Devil's Fang, you can still briefly believe what's happening, you force yourself up, ready for your fight. Locke isn't holding back anymore, his attacks are quicker, deadly, he leaves little to no room for error in this fight. He's a lot stronger than you, you need both of the daggers just to block one of his. As three of the blades cross,the fourth goes for your heart.

 

You panic, and instead of dodging, you jerk your body to the side. The Angel Blade sinks into your left shoulder, pain is rippling through your body, you jump back, Locke has a smirk on his face, " Missed your heart by that much," he says, his voice is ominously the same is yours. "Heart? Missed? You can't kill me! If I die you will too!" You scream, even though you know it hardly matters, "Normally yes,I would, but that's to this trinket," he reaches into the collar of his shirtand pulls out a small medallion, "its called a time shield, and when I wear it whilst not in my own time, the thing that happen to the past me don't..." he streaches his collar to reveal his left shoulder, "...happen to me. I've seen wounds like that, trust me when I tell you, that'll leave a nasty scar," he says.

[Always 309]

He lunges at you again, and you dodge. With your shoulder in such intense pain, your left arm is pretty much useless. You have to try something that doesn’t involve fighting him one-on-one...

 

You run in a wide arc around the area where the five of you had been standing minutes ago. “Get back here, you coward!” Locke yells. It’s weird hearing your own voice reprimanding you like that--almost as if it’s inside your head. You do want to fight him, so badly, to get back at him for putting you and Molly in this situation, but at this rate, you know you’ll lose. You are almost there...

 

You look the other way. Partially because you don’t want them to know what you’re planning, or how they’ll react, but also because you can’t bear to look her in the face. It’s different, to be sure, but it’s still Molly’s face. At just the right moment, you leap into the air, flip over, and land right behind the woman, the “future Molly,” crossing your two blades over her throat. The woman is just a little taller than the Molly you know--almost as tall as you. She gives a startled cry. Her red hair brushes against your face. You try to block it all out. Of course, this is something you would never do if you weren’t in such a situation. The fact that you’re threatening Molly, mentally twisted though she now is, makes you feel like a monster--like Locke, the future you, who’s standing a few feet away. But you’re doing this in the hopes of saving yourself from becoming him, and of saving Molly from becoming the woman whose life you’re now threatening.

 

It’s hard for you to gauge Locke’s reaction, or the woman’s (beyond being startled) for that matter, but you take the chance anyway. “Give me some answers! Why did you end up like this? Tell me everything I want to know, or I swear I’ll kill her!” You can’t believe the words you’ve just said, but you try to look like you do.

 

Locke seems to consider this, though you can’t tell exactly for what reason. Then he says, “After Krista--or, Molly, as you currently know her--had her powers unleashed, I somehow survived. We both felt liberated and powerful. But we were told our memories of that moment when Molly was transformed were fake. We’re not actually you from the future, per se, but from the possibility of what the future holds for you. And the only way for us to go on existing is to change the course of events involving you and Molly.”

 

So they were only possibilities? You and Molly may be able to avoid this fate after all. “And who told you this?” you demand.

 

“Ezekiel. The brother of Damien, the boy you just killed,” he answers, looking over at the body of the boy who had hurt Molly. "And, frankly, I don't think Ezekiel will be very happy with you when he finds out."

[WerXand-XV 34]

You look to the dead body of Damien, the red headed child you just killed, you felt a little bad for killing him without knowing his name, and now that you do, you feel a little at ease, but this was a luxury you couldn't afford, and now you're going to pay the price.

 

Locke jumps in front of you, faster than you thought possible, and kicks you aside, knocking your Angel Blade from your grip. You get up quickly, bit eyes closed, grimacing in pain. You hear the sound of a blade piercing flesh, you believe yourself dead when you open your eyes to see someone in front of you. Justin. He appeared out of no where, and intercepted Locke's attack, his Angel Blade sticking out of his stomach, not fatal, but still serious enough to incapacitate him, "...just can't...stay on my feet...can I...?" He says weakly, he drops to the ground get again, barely able to stay up on his hands and knees, "The...gummi ship...its...fixed...Go get your girl outta here..." he says before collapsing.

[Always 309]

You have no time to think, and you get up, grab your Angel Blade, and run for Molly, whose wrists are still bound together. Krista jumps in your way, but this time nothing holds you back from slashing her in the side with your Devil’s Fang. Her knees buckle in pain, and you finally reach Molly. You have no time to do this carefully. “I’m really sorry for this,” you tell her, and you slash at her bonds with the Angel Blade, accidentally leaving cuts on her hands as you break her free. She tries not to show any pain, but you still feel terrible.

 

You help her up, and as both of you start running, Molly says, “Wait! We can’t leave Justin behind!”

 

You agree with her. Though he’s been a jerk to you most of the time, he still helped save the two of you--that is, if you’re able to reach the Gummi Ship in time. But you see no way to help him and run from Locke at the same time. “Molly, we have to!” you say. “There’s no time!” With that, you’re running again.

 

Before long, you and Molly arrive at the Gummi Ship and get inside, and you sit in the pilot’s seat. “Wait...I don’t know how to work this thing!” Molly is just as clueless as you. Now you’re panicked, not knowing how far behind Locke might be. You hear a noise and ready your daggers, only to see Justin climbing into the ship.

 

“You guys look like you could use some help.”

 

You’re surprised and relieved to see him. “How did you...?”

 

“Curaga, baby. It works wonders,” Justin says with a grin. “Mind if I take that seat?” Though he seems happy to be alive, he still looks a little afraid, like he wants to get out of this place--fast.

 

While getting out of the pilot’s seat, you ask, “Where are Locke and Krista?”

[WerXand-XV 34]

"Frozen, got them head on with blizzaga," but that Locke guy got his arm free, so they must be close behind," Justin tells you, pushing several buttons and flipping switches. The glass dome closes and you rise into the air. With a slight lurch backwards your speeding into the air, you see the island in the distance.

 

Just as your starting to relax, the gummi ship suddenly stops with a forceful lurch, it looks like its having a hard time staying in the air, "I thought you fixed it?" You yell,am alarm had started to blare deafening everyone, "I did!" Justin yells back. "Look! On the back of the ship!" Molly points out, what looks like a huge demon hand is grasping the back of the gummi ship, "Let me out, I'll cut the thing off," you say, readying your daggers, but Justin shakes his head.

 

He's about to say something when Molly shrieks in horror, the two of you look up and see why, a second demon hand is raised above the ship. It drops down with a frightening speed swatting the gummi ship out if the air like a fly. The ship lay in ruins on the shore, you look up from the wet sand to see another boy, his hair a shining emerald green, his bangs cover one of his pale green eyes. The large demon hands came from him, both appeared to sprout from his right hand, they twisted and writhed around as they receded, shrinking and the features slowly turning back into human hands. The green haired boy came forward, wearing a dark green shirt under a night black blazer, he had the appearance of a business man, "My name is Ezekiel, and you must be the one who killed my brother. Stand up, you and I ate going to settle things," he speech is very proper, adding to his preppy appearance. He started to pull out his weapon

[Always 309]

His weapon is a chain, about twice as long as you are tall. He swings it over his head and strikes it in the sand. It starts to glow green, and you swear you can feel faint vibrations beneath your feet.

 

“So, you really like the color green, huh?” Justin says with slight sarcasm, as if he doesn’t even realize his words might be deadly to all of you. You resist the urge to elbow him hard in the side.

 

“Yes,” Ezekiel replies smugly. He whips the chain backward and lashes it toward Justin, who dodges just in time. The chain wraps around a tree, and the tree starts burning, as if from an electric current.

 

The color drains from all of your faces. “Wh-what is that thing?” Justin asks in fascinated horror.

 

“It’s called a Jupiter Catena. Impressed? I can see why--I’m rather fond of it myself,” he says as he yanks the weapon back toward him. He looks at you, his expression very confident and...friendly in a twisted sort of way. “So, shall we?”

 

You hide your fear, poising yourself with blades in hand. “You’re only going to end up like your brother!”

 

“Oh, I wouldn’t have said that if I were you,” Ezekiel says, almost like a parent giving advice to his child.

 

Justin comes up beside you with his Keyblade, concealing his own fear as well. “No way am I letting you have all the fun!” he says to you while keeping his eyes on Ezekiel.

 

Though Justin can be a total idiot sometimes, you’re willing to accept all the help you can get. You both ready yourselves. Ezekiel’s slightly amused look is far more intimidating than any enraged or murderous expression you’ve ever seen.

[Sora's Baby 729]

But the it turned out to me another dream. As you wake up you shake your head. "What a weird ending." You mumble.

[WerXand-XV 34]

You wake up, you lost and your wrapped in Ezekiel's chain, your entire body hurts. You never imagined he was this strong, your in an area of the island you've never been to get, some sort of junk yard or scrap heap you guess, judging by the rusting pieces of metal around you. "GGAAAAAAAHHHH!!" a scream cries out in front of you, it's Justin, Ezekiel is holding up from the ground by his throat, his chest is being crushed by his coiling chain, "Tell me now, why are you here?" he demands, his eyes say he expects an immediate, even though Justin can't breathe let alone talk with his chest being crushed like that.

 

Locke and Krista are preoccupied with Molly, who at the moment is trapped in a sort of transparent bubble, most likely Krista's doing. She pounded on the inside of the bubble wall, sending ripples along the bubble where she hit it. "Let's begin, could you please untie the one who killed Damien," Locke says, Ezekiel does add much, but not before using the chain tying you up to toss you in front of them, "You know he's you from the past, you should know his make," Ezekiel points out, but Locke shakes his head, "It's been too long since I've even heard it, that name, whatever it may be, means nothing to me now, not even you, Krista, can remember what this boy was called before he became me," he tosses you your Angel Blade, and have the Devil's Fang to Ezekiel, "Perhaps you'd like to keep this, to remember your brother," Locke suggests. Ezekiel takes it, bit then hands it to you, "My brother is dead, keeping his dagger won't change that," he looks away from you, "you're going to need that..." he says trailing off.