Video Game: Kingdom Hearts SOS: The Road To Light

Kross had to suppress an irritated snarl. Luna was going to ruin everything. He wasn't even planning to fire at the doctor, heaven knows he wouldn't kill anyone. His eyes sharpened as Karina received a shock. He'd heal her but right now it seemed that the other good guys were here. Instead of hiding them however, it seemed that the doctor was thinking. He could literally hear the gears in his head turning. As the cages opened, Kross dropped out and landed gracefully.

It seemed that the doctor made his decision to let them go and he flashed a grin at the man."I was wrong about you, you're not cold and heartless." He said. His eyes turned to Karina and he frowned. Why was Karina all the way over there where she could be over here with people who cared about her. Well...he cared if no one else did. He just continued staring, his honey gaze unwavering. Gingerly, he approached, taking a seat beside the distressed girl and pulled his knees up to his chest.".....It's been a while since we've talked, huh?" He said, trying to sound as cheerful as usual. It failed.

 

Kel wasn't all that surprised when Karina's choking of the doctor had no effect on him, though he was a bit weird out when the doctor's neck stretched out. The deflecting of Kaida's keyblade was a bit more of a surprised since he actually thought that would work since while Karina clearly wasn't really harming him in the slightest, she was still distracting him. So the attempt to get the jump on the doctor had ended with Karina getting painfully shocked as well as in failure.

That was when Gus and Steel had arrived alongside a rabbit. Despite watching what was going on between the Mad Doctor, Gus and the rabbit, Kel wasn't all that sure what to make of what he was seeing. he main thing that he could that was going on was that the rescue squad were in the process of convincing the Doctor to not go through with his plan, with seemed to worked since they were released from the cages.

Despite stumbling a bit upon reaching the ground, Kel managed to keep his footing. It took another second for him to not stumble onto the ground. Looks like he got a little too comfortable whole sitting in the cage. Now having truly regained his balance, Kel noticed that both Karina and Kross were away from where everyone had landed and by a nearby wall. Recalling the electric shock that Karina had taken, Kel made his way over to the duo and asked. "How are you holding up." A question more so directed at Karina, but Kross could answer if he wanted to.

 

He ignored the shudder from her cold glare and just let his honey gaze stare at her. There was no hatred in his gaze. No malice, no lust and no anger. It was his usual curious gaze, as if he longed for her to say more to him. Yes, there was a reason and he might have known the reason, he decided to ask anyway."Are..You sick and tired?" It was a simple question. No premise, no promises of grandeur or not even an attempt at comforting her. It was just a simple, open question from a simple, open guy.

Kel approached and he thinned his mouth, lowering his gaze to the ground."I just want to get back to town. I hate this place... It's cold." Not cold in the temperature sense of course, but being around these machines and robots.. The absence of warmth was there, the absence of natural life and it made his skin crawl.

 

"Well you did get zapped by some electricity, so I was just making sure." Kel answered, paying Karina's annoyed tone no mind at all. At this point her being seemingly annoyed with everything was something that was better being used to happened. So long as she acted like that, he could tell that she was her usual self. In fact, he probably wouldn't get too concerned about that unless she started acting welcoming and friendly. Then something would definitely be wrong. Part of him wanted to point out the fact that choking a mechanical man wasn't the best of plans, but that wasn't all that important. "We are still allies after all, i'd rather know if something was wrong sooner as oppose to later."

Hearing Kross's response, Kel just shrugged his shoulders. "Hopefully that's what we're going to be doing next. If we're lucky, the rabbit knows a way out." That was what he was hoping for at least. The rabbit and Gus seemed to know the most about where they were, so finding a way out between the two of them seemed possible.

 

The second the cage had been opened, Glen had been much happier. Being caged inside, listening to nothing but crazy poetry and people retorting had really been grinding on his patience. In fact, you could say he had lost it. So the second he could move out of it, he did so. "Freeeeeedom" he declared, before bolting forward. "I'm free, I'm free!" he shouted gleefully, his feet moving quick to get him away from the cage. However, he tripped over due to himself running so fast, and fell forward, falling into a roll and continuing until he had rolled into the next cage over, hitting the back with a thud. "Dangit" he said quietly as the cage door slammed shut.


OOC: If you guys don't get the reference (especially you, @Calxiyn and @Krowley) then you have not truly witnessed one of disney's greatest works.

 

Kross thinned his mouth. His patience was wearing thin. They were dilly dallying about and there was no information on his master, his father. The man was still stone and these people were barely doing anything about it. One could understand why the boy was not happy about what they were doing, or a lack thereof.

Standing, he nodded towards Karina. He was concerned for her but if she said she was okay, he would respect that. He turned and leveled an intense gaze at Kel."Good, because I want to get out as soon as possible and try to help my master. I might as well, since I'm apparently alone in this." He snapped in a low, but angry tone. He shouldered past Kel and walked towards Glen when he fell out, only to land in another cage. He gave a light hearted snicker and opened the cage door."Having troubles, Glen?"

 

Well that's one less thing to worry about. Kel thought to himself. Karina did have a point though, electric shock was probably one of the least painful things that could've happened to her and this is coming from the guy who's gotten the crap kicked out him by a jaguar, floating suit of armor, a hun and his stupid bird, a shape shifting witch, Nequa , as well as stabbed in the back by a mass combination of behemoths. So yeah, electrical shock, not the worse thing that could happen.

When Kross had shouldered past him, Kel turned his head in the direction he was walking before turning back to Karina. Kross had been in some sort of mood for quite sometime now and Kel wasn't sure what the cause was. "If you really are alright,then you don't quite to be this far away from the others." Once again Kel wasn't expecting her to completely listen to him, but it was worth a shot.

 

Steel was not interested in Karina's latest "episode." All that the girl had accomplished so far was whining about how she was strong and didn't need help: It was a call for attention that she always denied, and he was sick of everyone else catering to it repeatedly despite being pushed away. He resisted the urge to growl as he turned from the spectacle to face the table mentioned by the doctor. He admired the girl's strength, but her disregard of how such strength made her human was a liability: she was on the road to self destruction, and was dragging the others down with her.

His opinion was that they should just let it go: her role would be filled whether or not she was actually in it. While it would be a tragic loss if her life were to end, it would be more tragic if her brooding were to cause the rest of the worlds to end with her.

Shaking off the minor detail that was... Karina, Steel brought his full attention to the Mad Doctor.
"I am not an expert as you likely are, but I know that in my own unique body the most energy has been concentrated here..." he pointed to his mutated eye. "... And here." He redirected his clawed digit to the very center of his torso, to the lower right of where his heart should be. He then climbed onto the table and lie down in preparation for the restraints and coming procedure. He did not seem particularly worried.

"You have my full cooperation doctor."

 

Standing nearby the group, the boy became a spectator; Indifferent about their current situation. As always the group was going to figure something out so there was no need to worry. Steel, a member of this keyblade bearing brigade was about to undergo some kind of procedure at the hands of a Mad Doctor that no one really knew other than Oswald and Gus. It was ironic really, how Oswald blatantly didn't trust them, but now the group had to put their trust in this MAD doctor because Oswald said so. Toned arms folded together as he blue irises watched the man be strapped down, only through peripherals noticing an isolated Karina. If there was an inner self to be expressed, he'd probably be rolling his eyes saying something like, "Oh not this again."

"H-huh?" Mickey asked. "What are you doing?

D'daear quickly turned his attention to the Mouse and Rabbit, missing out on the procedure that Steel was undergoing. Arms lessened their fold, a little stunned at what Oswald was doing. If it wasn't for the black rabbit speaking up, D'daear would have intervened. Being in the background, he let ears tune in to what the black rabbit said about Responsibility, Key bearer's Ceremony, people waiting for you, counting on you. Of course they were meant for Mickey, and of course this was Mickey's scene. However, words can resonate beyond that, and they resonated with D'daear deeply. In a way, he saw himself in Mickey's position all that time ago.

Spoiler: Flashback Don't read if you don't care *shrug*

“I can’t relax! Y-you’re asking way too much of me!” he shouted, walking past her in order to avoid her touching him. He approached a nearby wall to find emotional support by placing a hand on it on it as he leaned, other hand placed on hips. His body suddenly felt drained, weak from being hit with the news. Eyelids shut themselves as he tried to calm himself, but that was proving to be a mission in itself.

The grandmother took slow and steady steps towards her grandson. “Listen…I know it sounds frightening, and I can’t even imagine what you must be going through right now…but… I need you to go look for her. You and I both know that a world needs its guardian. Right now, I’m the only one that qualifies for that.” She explained, trying to reason with him while still approaching him with caution.

D’daear remained stationed while his heart continued to race. He was scared. He had grown in this world all his life, and never had he shown interest in these kinds of things; unlike his sister. He always just took each day as it was. Life had deemed him to be simple, someone to just live a peaceful life in his world. Now all of sudden everything seems surreal. He was still finding it hard to believe the stories to be true. How was he supposed to just change his way of life overnight?

“D’daear… please… listen to me… We need you.” she said, referring to Della and herself.

The ambivalence weighed on him as he could feel the responsibility. He felt the sense of purpose for himself, and an opportunity to see the fairytales for himself which ironically stirred excitement! However, he could also feel the pressure of failure, the possible dangers he would encounter. Heck he was already feeling homesick just thinking of it.

To be out there among the stars, wandering alone.

The hand that was grasping the wall suddenly curled into a fist. It was out of his comfort zone, and this situation was clearly out of his control. Like a chess game, it seemed the circumstances had placed him on checkmate. This world needed his grandmother to stay in order to safeguard it. She was the only one who could wield a keyblade sufficiently. There’s was no one else in this world that he knew of who could do what his grandmother could do. HE had to find his sister.

Mind went blank as he succumbed to the elder woman’s will. In an attempt at justifying his new purpose, memories of these two wonderful people came resurfacing. As the memories bubbled up into his conscious, it was clear that they had always been there for him, taking care of him like some baby. The strong protecting their young weak male. Beyond this world, there was so much more to understand. His grandmother always had that strength, and it seems Della had found hers; despite her irresponsible decision. D’daear gritted teeth in struggle as he understood how all this time they had been there for him. So maybe it was time HE was there for them.

In that moment D’daear’s eyelids opened, revealing a sudden revelation...and fear. Ridden with anxiety, the young adolescent fought through it as he lifted his head up and fist away from the wall. Turning to face his grandmother, a heavy sigh escaped nostrils. Face was written with frustration and reluctance. He was scared, but now willing. With a small nod, he agreed to the idea.

Noticing the boy’s submission, she gently took D’daear by the hand while giving him a sympathetic stare. “Thank you…” she said. The woman lured the boy to a couch in order for him to take a seat. Calmly, she explained to him what was to happen next.

“Remember the day I had Della take the inheritance ceremony?” she asked, wondering whether D’daear’s memories could serve a purpose here. The boy gave an unsure look. Brushing the question aside she got straight to the point. “Well anyway…” she started, summoning her keyblade before his eyes. It was an amazing sight to behold. Light gathered near the palm of her extended left hand, and suddenly a wave of blackness stirred from within that light. The two elements blended together in harmony, soon parting ways in a dramatic show of power as a blade was forged. D’daear’s blue eyes remained glued to the weapon, unsure of how to react. With quick twirl of her wrist, grandma switched the grip on her keyblade and was suddenly holding it reversed; blade was facing away. She knelt down, and reached out with the equipped hand.

“Here.” She said handing him the weapon.

D’daear hesitantly grabbed the weapons handle, and held it.

As Mickey took the keyblade in hand, Oswald motioned for the Mad Doctor to recite something that was unfamiliar to D'daear. It took him by surprise as this was not something he went through himself. A glow emerged from Mickey's touch as a reaction to the ceremony. Eyelids narrowed over irises as D'daear looked skeptical at the scenario because the glow never happened with him.

"Is it...supposed to do that?" he pondered briefly.

"Huzzah! The machine seems to have made a pathogen! Once we release it airbourne, all biological beings in this room should be able to gain the ink abilities needed to take the master blot down a peg or two!"

A brow raised in question. "Ink abilities?" he queried pointlessly. Then the green mist appeared and washing over everyone. It saturated them all in its greeny mistyness of mist...s. Obviously the boy looked around him, wondering what the green mist itself was doing to them. After it cleared, he honestly felt no different than he had before, but who knows maybe the others were Really feeling it. Shrugging, he made is way to Mickey and Oswald where erbody was at. As he arrived, words were exchanged between Mickey Mouse and Oswald the Lucky Rabbit. They're plan was simple, which was nice; although Oswald's failsafe was...disturbing to say the least, but D'daear didn't bother to speak up.

"Huh?" he uttered as Karina stepped into the conversation. Although her tone was legit, her words weren't. Then again, he barely knew her; but still...

"R-right." he managed a little dumbfounded, Nothing unusual per say, but... she was just sulking on her own a little while ago. Made him wonder what inspired her; if you want to call it that. Scratching the back of his head in this small mystery, shoulders shrugged it off. "She probably just wants out of this world really bad then."

Take a first step forward, he followed on behind her hoping the others would follow too.

 

There wasn't really anything wrong with Karina's choice to stay away from large groups and it wasn't like he was going to force her back to the group, cause that wouldn't end well at all. "Well nothing's wrong with that per se, but the others aren't all that bad. Well some anyway." Other than his grasping at straws, for the most part he was right. It was quite the unique group that they had, some good, some bad and some tolerable to some and not to others. Though in the end Karina went off to another dark corner and Kel simply left her alone after that.

Seeing Steel being restrain to the table by the mad doctor, the first thing that pop into Kel's mind was Glad I'm not in his position right now. Having someone named Mad Doctor operate on you was not something most people would want to have happen to them. Then the plunger/special tool descended down and began to extract the ink from Steel. A plunger was certainly the last thing that he'd expect to see.

The operation seemed to end without anything severe happening to Steel, so all's well that ends well he supposed. Since that was now out of the way, Kel turned his attention to the Keyblade Passing Ceremony between Oswald and Mickey. Were keyblade passing ceremonies a common thing or just for special occasions? Kel couldn't remember whether or not he's heard about those before, but there were some blank spots in his memories as of recently. (Blank spots caused by Moksha re working Kel's background). In an attempt to figure this out, Kel stood there lost in thought. Not noticing the green mist that surrounded them until he'd started coughing because of it.

As his coughing died down, Kel overheard and made note of what was said. Only five of us can go fight Master Blot and we have to use blot form as well. It sounded simple enough, despite not knowing what blot for was or did. Karina had been the first one to speak up among the wielder as well as take the first steps towards the final battle (in wasteland), follwed by D'daear. Not having anything else to say, he followed behind the two out of the lab.

 

Stratos had followed everyone else and went into the mad doctor's lab, quite like everyone else. As it had turned out, all of their friends had turned out to be here this whole time, and it seemed as though they were also currently safe and sound. Sort of. Letting out a sigh of relief, Stratos then looked over to see what was going on with Steel. Apparently the mad doctor was doing something to him, in regards to the ink thing that Oswald had mentioned, and while it did look completely unpleasant to be apart of, Stratos could only really watch as it happened, being unable to do anything else to help the situation. Once that was done, the entire room was apparently filled with some kind of pathogen, and Stratos briefly felt a bit odd as his body seemed to be somewhat inky now. All he really needed was a canvas, and he'd make a grand masterpiece of modern art.

Anyway, the group was now splitting up, what with having a plan to take on the blots, it was clear who was going to get going to do what role. Stratos could only nod at the team that was chosen to go and fight against the master blot. He could attest to seeing Karina and Kel's strength first hand, and couldn't think of people much stronger than them. Then there was Steel, who even if he didn't know all that well, he was certain that that guy could move faster than anyone else in their crew. Finally there was Hikaru and D'daear who, granted, he hadn't really ever seen them around much, but they certainly seemed to have a certain aura of assurance about them. And so, Stratos was completely fine with the group that was going out to go and take on the boss of this place.

As Karina had started to get a move on, Stratos simply gave a two fingered salute to her as he said, "I'll be sure to put in enough work against these blots for the both of us, so be sure you do the same for me." He sighed as he realized how much of a pain this might be without the help of his heartless fighting partner, but he was sure that the lot of them would be able to do it regardless. Walking over to Kel, he went to give him a fist bump as he said, "make sure to kick that thing's ass for all of us." With that, Stratos walked over to the rest of the group, summoning his Star Seeker keyblade as he looked at everyone and said, "let's go face our second army."

 

"YOU go face your second army. I'm going home." Base started marching in completely the other direction. No way he was going to face 1000 beasties agai- Oh, wait... he'd been absent for the first bout. Perhaps he owed it to his friends to be there this time? Base paused in quiet meditation, searching his very soul for an answer.

"Nope. Still going home. And nobody is going to make me do otherwise!"

OOC:
Somebody, please, make him do otherwise.