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 Posted: Sat Apr 26, 2008 11:06 am
The Deck of the Eclipse a large platform with no obstacles. Kingdom Hearts can be seen clearly and a path is visable that leads to the sinister looking object.
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Posted: Wed Jun 04, 2008 8:07 pm
Zife ascended the final steps of the monstrous ship; once he reached the top he could see everything Cleary. Kingdom hearts was the first thing to catch his eye the large dark pink heart loomed over the ship, giving off a sinister energy that even made the Zife feel sick to his stomach.
The Blond lowered his gaze and saw him, the seeker of darkness the one man that had been causing misery and sadness throughout the universe. Dark energy radiated from his body, Asmodeus turned and faced Zife his eyes where an eerie glowing yellow and in his hand he held a Keyblade.
Asmodeus gave a menacing grin.
“You’ve finally made it. I was beginning to think you wouldn’t make it in time to save her from the darkness.” The large man moved over giving Zife a clear view of Sophia, she was leaning against the railing of the ship.
The Blond Keywielder stepped forward, but fell to one knee. “What’s going on I feel. . .” Zife felt as if something was entering his body and slowly swallowing him, he let his dark Keyblade fall to the ground and he clasped his chest.
Asmodeus simply smiled, “It’s beautiful isn’t it, this whole island is now covered in darkness and slowly eating away at it feeding my Kingdom Hearts giving it more strength until I am able to complete my beloved creation. Every second you stand here more darkness enters your body, until there is no light left. It was foolish of you to come alone it will make it that much easier to take it from you.” The dark figure began to slowly walk towards Zife, darkness poured from him with each step.
Zife chuckled, “You’re the fool I don’t have the Key.” he gave a deep breath and stood up.
“I know you don’t have the Key, there’s something else I desire mind you it’s not as important I could easily do without it, but it will help me spread my darkness across the rest of the universe.” Asmodeus stopped a few feet away and pointed his Keyblade at Zife. “Your darkness it will make a most lovely apprentice.”
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Posted: Sun Jun 15, 2008 6:51 pm
“Know let us fight young hero show me how much you’ve grown.” Asmodeus said, “The Keybearer with exploits beyond his years.”
“Why do you mock me?” Zife protested.
“He who killed The Cerberus single handed.” Asmodeus continued. His Keyblade held firmly in his grasp, Zife responding by getting in a battle stance.
“He who killed Saizerk” Asmodeus snarled derisively. He launched a measured attack, a simple lunge with the blade. Zife batted it aside without even thinking of the parry.
Sudden fires erupted in Asmodeus’s eyes as if the first contact had sundered all the emotional bonds that had tempted his thrust. “He who can do so much but can’t save a single girl!” he screamed, now came the second attack, vicious and powerful, an arching swipe descending at Zife’s head. “Tell me how do you sleep at night with those constant nightmares? Her screams echoing through your head.” Freedom came up to catch the descending blade and deflected it harmlessly aside.
Asmodeus came at Zife in a furious whirl, blades dipping and diving, slicing at every angle. Zife matched the fury, screaming out for no better reason than to hear the anger of his own voice.
Keyblades sparked and nicked, droplets of blood spattered both combatants, though neither felt any pain, nor knew if he’d injured the other.
Zife came with a two blade sidelong swipe that drove Asmodeus’s blade out wide. Asmodeus followed the motion quickly, turned a complete circle and slammed back into Zife’s thrusting Keyblades with enough force to knock the young Keywielder to his feet. Zife fell into a roll and came back up to meet his charging adversary.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 6:35 pm
Zife came up high, too high, and Asmodeus drove him back on his heels. The Keywielder knew what would be coming; he invited it openly. Asmodeus kept Zife’s weapons high through several combined manoeuvres. He then went in with a move the he believed would catch the boy off guard. In a instant another blade appeared in the dark man’s hand, Zife was shocked at first but he quickly returned to the battle. Asmodeus brought his Keyblades back and trusted them at the young Keywielder.
The blond executed the appropriate cross-down parry, as he had to, Asmodeus tensed, waiting for his opponent to try to improve the move.
He didn’t realize that Zife was not fazed by the appearance of the second blade and that he had found the solution.
With all the anger he had ever known, all the pain and suffering of his young life gathering within his foot, Zife focused on Asmodeus
The sinister face, feigning smiles and drooling for blood.
Between the hilts, between the eyes, Zife kicked, blowing out every ounce of rage in a single blow.
A nose crunched flat. His eyes lolled upward, and blood exploded over his hallow cheeks. Asmodeus knew that he was falling, that devilish young warrior would be on him in a flash, gaining an advantage that the dark master could not hope to overcome.
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Posted: Mon Jun 16, 2008 6:59 pm
“It’s all because of you!” He heard Zife shout, distantly, as though he was falling far away. “You who ruined my life and countless others, you took her, stole her from me, tortured her that innocence of hers will never return because of you monster!” The voice was closer now; As the Keywielder stalked in, and as the rebounding rage of Asmodeus sent him spiralling back to the battle.
“It’s not just her you have stole purity and innocence from everyone you’ve ever meet has been tainted by your venomous words and jagged blade!” Zife shouted he knew that none of his words would daunt the master of darkness. Yet he continued the only reason being to vent out all his emotions and to give him strength. “The murder of countless lives women, children. Do you so enjoy it all?” He ended the question with a blow from each Keyblade, attacks meant to kill Asmodeus.
“But now Asmodeus was fully back to consciousness, hating the Zireath more and more. At the last moment his blades came up and crossed, lightning fast, throwing Zife’s arms wide. Then Asmodeus finished with a kick of his own, not so strong from the prone position but accurate in its search for Zife’s gut.
Zife sucked in his breath and twirled away, forcing himself back into composure when he saw Asmodeus, still dazed, rising to his feet.
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Posted: Thu Jun 26, 2008 7:32 pm
It didn’t take Asmodeus long to get his footing almost like he didn’t even feel any of the attack. A moment later, it was the downward slice of a Keyblade.
Zife somehow managed to get a blocking Keyblade up in time. “Zife Fanelia this is where you die!” Asmodeus shouted, one sword dived ahead, while the second started in a wide slice, and then rushed suddenly to Zife’s side. Matching the speed of Asmodeus, Zife came down with one Keyblade to parry the first attack and sliced across with the other to foil the second.
“Even if this is to be my grave, may it be yours as well.” The Keywielder smirked.
A furry of blows came straight in. Zife worked frantically to keep them at bay, but then Asmodeus came across with a backhand and managed to sweep both of Zife’s blades out to the same side. The Dark master’s second sword followed closely a cut aimed straight for Zife’s heart, one that Zife could not possibly block.
Asmodeus moment of victory was stolen from him, though by the instincts of the Zireath. Zife sprang to the side ahead of the plunging blade, then twisted and ducked under Asmodeus’s deadly cut. The Keyblade nicked him under his jawbone, leaving a painful gash. When Zife completed his roll and found his footing, he showed no sign of acknowledging the injury. When Zife again faced Asmodeus, simmering fires burned in his dark blue eyes.
Asmodeus rushed out immediately after completing his swing, but Zife was up and ready before the dark man caught up to him.
“I will kill you and burn ever last piece of you.” Zife said his voice deathly calm.
Asmodeus snarled and charged recklessly, Zife did not miss the opening. He rushed back towards his original position knocked one of Asmodeus’s Keyblades aside, and slipped his own Keyblade Forbidden through as he passed his charging adversary. Zife’s blade cut through the fine mesh of armour and dug deeply into Asmodeus’s lung, a wound that would have stopped any mortal enemy.
But Asmodeus did not stop. The dark master did not draw breath and did not feel pain. Asmodeus turned back on Zife and flashed a smile so evil that it would send an entire army running in fear.
Zife stood wide-eyed in amazement. He saw the gruesome wound and saw, against all possibility, Asmodeus steadily advancing, not even flinching.
“Dammit.” The Keywielder muttered before Asmodeus grabbed hold of his neck and lifted him up, the Keyblade Forbidden still fixed in his chest.
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 7:43 pm
Asmodeus smirked tightening his grip on Zife’s neck, at this time both of Asmodeus Keyblades had disappeared from his grasp. “Well done.” The dark man smiled; with his other hand he grabbed hold of Zife’s wrist. “Now this will make a most lovely gift for my new apprentice.” With the last of the words spoke Asmodeus crushed Zife’s wrist, he instantly let go of the Keyblade.
The Blonde Keywielder gritted his teeth in pain, but he didn’t scream. His right wrist was completely broken rendering his right hand useless. Asmodeus let go of the shattered wrist and gripped the Keyblade in his chest he easily drew it from his body. “Now to create my apprentice, this may hurt a lot.” The dark master laughed, he stabbed Forbidden into the center of Zife’s chest.
Dark mist leaked out of the wound, along with a dark liquid. The Liquid began to cover the Keyblade and the mist surrounded it. Zife tensed his muscles the pain was immeasurable.
Finally Asmodeus drew Forbidden out of Zife; the blade was surrounded by what looked like an egg, or a cocoon. Asmodeus let go of the handle and drew his arm out of the object.
Zife feel to the ground he held the wound in his chest; he coughed up a puddle of blood then turned his head and watched. The blonde could sense immense dark energy coming from the cocoon. “Dammit have I failed?” he stammered.
In a flash the cocoon exploded, Asmodeus looked on in amazement. As the smoke cleared a dark figure could be made out.
Zife eyes widened when he finally saw the enigma in clear vision. The figure stood naked his skin dark, It held in its hand Forbidden. Physically it looked exactly like Zife, with some minor differences. The enigmas hair was pitch black and his eyes where an unnatural yellow and finally his wings where as black as a moonless night.
It cocked its head over to Asmodeus. “Ma. .Maste. . Master. . .”
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Posted: Sat Jun 28, 2008 8:36 pm
I don't belive I have posted a picture of what asmodeus actually looks like. So for all who are wondering heres an idea of the dark masters apperance.  O.o Scary
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 8:24 pm
Asmodeus smiled at the dark side of Zife. "Well, Zife...It's time I finish my grand finale." he smiled sinisterly, and closed his eyes. In a matter of seconds, he had taken a new shape...That of which was completely new to the chaser. In front of Zife stood a winged woman, and long flowing red hair. She strikingly resembled Thrais, but more...Mature? The four wings spread out as if stretching. "I will open Kingdom Hearts." the woman had the voice of Asmodeus, and started to make his way towards the exit. As he left, he snapped his fingers, and an illusion fell upon the final floor of the gummi.
((I'll be subbing for a bit, I hope you don't mind!))
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 9:55 pm
"In here!" the wing weaver's voice was now behind the door of the final floor. She stood waiting at the door. The final floor was no empty in people, and there was another door at the end of the room. This was the illusion that Asmodeus had created. Before he took the last key he needed to know more from the young weaver coming to him. He closed his eyes, and felt the weaver flying up the stairs. Everything was going according to plan now. He smiled sinisterly as he waited for Thrais. With her mind clouded so, she wouldn't be able to tell that he was merely disguised.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 10:15 pm
Thrais practically flew up the stairs. She felt so strange....
Ever since she entered the strong hold all the emotions embedded in the walls were rubbing against her own, leaving traces.
Pangs of regret, missing memories, doubts and fears. More and more she was begining to understand the point of view fomr the Order. But as lost as they were, she couldn't let them win. The threads were so deeply tangled she was loosing touch with everyone. It was getting harder and harder to sense them. But thanks to the pillars falling she was still in the loop. Or so she thought.
What struck her as odd..was where was her apponent. As much as she didn't wish to fight anyone...surely she didn't come all the way here just to stand in a room waiting.
Where was Zife?
Everyone else?
If they won what was keeping them from catching up?
"Mother! Wait... wait for me!"
Thrais got to the entrance and looked inside. It was just another hallway.
She looked ahead of her to the woman in the dakr robe and cloak. But with stunnning red hair that flowed like spin fire silk to the floor. Her gossomer wings fo the softest purest feathers.
Thrais could barely contain herself, she stiffled a sob of joy.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 10:27 pm
The weaver smiled innocently at her daughter, and upon seeing her face, wrapped her arms around the young weaver. "I've been waiting for you, dear." the weaver spoke softly, and rested her chin on Thrais' head. "But we must defeat Asmodeus...We need to help Zife." the weaver let go of her daughter, and slowly started to lead her to the other side of the room. As he closed in on the door, her steps slowed down. She turned to face Thrais, and stared directly into her crimson red eyes. "I must know something before we advance any further...Thrais, your soulblade...It's seal is broken now, right? You can help save your friends?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 10:53 pm
This HAD to be a dream! A wonderful, wonderful dream! Oh Heaven please don't let her wake up! She was here! really here!
" Mother I've looked for you everywhere! I got your letter! I ran away as soon as I could!" she was practically sobbing in the midst of talking.
"I never gave up I knew I'd find you one day- I have so much to tell you.. but your right, we have to help the others. And Zife? You say he's in trouble?"
Could this be why she left? Perhaps she's been tracking this evil man this whole time! Thrais knew her mother was an important figure in the protection of their homeworld..
So maybe this was a mission that she'd been undergoing all these years. But if only she knew what she had to go through in all that time. What they did to her daughter...
But no matter, Athrais was ready for anything now!
Where was he? That vile man!
She looked around as if she could see Asmodeus somewhere in the room.
"Is he beyond that door?" she asked moving quietly, her sobbing subsiding as she got serious about this. Asmodeus would have his blade handed ot him.. nothing could stop two weavers. Especially a professionla Wing. Her mothers offical position.
..and then.. she was struck by the question.
"M..My soulblade? Uh.. yes, yes it is. I've been suing it all this time. You'd never believe this, Zife's Father knew about them too. Mother I think Zifes race and our have a conenction somewhere, but I'll tell you about that later.." she said closing the distance between them.
...funny, all the time Thrais never thought she'd become a full fledge wingweaver. It was like her soulblade was dangerous or something the way the eldars treated her. Who knew it would be so useful one day.
wait...
"...mother..." Thrais stood only an arm stretch away from her now.
Her voice was low, cautious...
"...h-..How did you know... someone.. was looking for my Soulblade? How did you know about the seal on it?"
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 11:16 pm
The weaver stopped in her tracks once Thrais had raised an opposing question. Her question was true though...How did she know of the details of Thrais' soulblade? She paused for a moment, and took a step closer to the weaver. At first she looked at her daughter with a concerned look, but it soon changed to an evil smile. There was a deadly aura emitting from her body now, and the walls around the two began to transpire. Soon the whole room was rid of it's illusion and the truth could be seen.
The once empty hall now carried the beaten down body of Zife, a half destroyed battlefield, and a man that resembled Zife tremendously. Asmodeus did not immediately change his appearance though. "You've caught me." it was then that the illusion of Thrais' mother disappeared, and revealed the monstrous king of darkness, Asmodeus. His sinister smile could almost kill a man. "Good-bye, Ai-Sou" quickly, the large man struck the weaver in the heart. His hand was was glowing black, and appeared to be stabbed into Thrais' heart. There was no blood, or wound...His hand seemed to just float right through the weaver's body.
"There..." he grinned evilly, and grasped the final key in his right hand. The Oathkeeper key was now his. Once it was in his grasp, he removed the key from Thrais, and pushed her lifeless body away from his sight.
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Posted: Tue Jul 01, 2008 11:39 pm
Cue- "Dancing" Thrais's final Wish
Time seemed to slow in those final moments. She knew the moment that question left her lips. With each step her 'Mother' took towards her, her expression of peace and serenity slipping into malice and evil.
The dream faded away...just like that.....
Slowler...slower....
The walls disappeared, revealing Zife's crummpled form and the stranger in darkness and his likeness.
Slower....
Looking up into the face of evil as it tore away the falsity of her mother to be replaced by the true villan that pulled the strings of everyone in this fortress. Her true enemy, her true destiny.
She was close enough to him now that the weaver could feel his power without anything to buffer it. It was like standing infront of an open furnice. The heat so obvious, it felt liek he was burning with an internal fire.
There was no beating this man... no one of them could do it.
Zife couldn't.
Not like this... not alone.
Slower...
'Just one more second... just one more....'
So close, "you've caught me" he says. Good bye Ai-Sou....
She could run. She could. But he was too fast...and besides... it was meant to be this way. She knew from the moment she chose this path a long time ago.
When her seal had been broken... It would come to this.
Stop.
His hand went in.
'.....Prinz...
...Zife.....
...Dorinda....
....everyone...
...I'm not scared anymore....'
A moment of mind shattering pain; as what so pure and sacred was stabbed by hands so tainted and vile.
She heard her heart beating so loudly, like a frightened birdcaught in the claws of some animal. A few precious beats and then... nothing.
All faded to white....
then slow soothing darkness.
She knew no more... only this.
She'd give all she had... to the ones she loved the most.
This was enough.
She didn't scream. Soundlessly falling back with a grace as if the air refused to let her fall so harshly. Her body sailed, slid to the floor her hair cast about her in bright crimson. she lay with her eyes sliding shut never to open again.
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