The Destined

1. Ganon is the shortened version, of Ganondorf.
2. If you are a teenager dealing with being suspended in a dream for a year, your crush is always being kidnapped, you think she is being used against you, you'd be acting the same way Sora is...so to answer I suppose it's his way of fighting the system imo.
3. Yes. Star Wars = Awesome. But it also equals The Kingdom of Old.

"The war"? I'm getting spin offs?? Don't tell Destiny's Force haha

 

What'd you say?

*greets Destined by smacking him upside the head* You called? :p

But seriously, cool chapter, dude. Hard to believe that it's almost over. Let's finish this once and for all, shall we? And when I mean "let's," I mean them. :sly:

 

btw, I NEED MORE!! MWHAHAHA!!! yes. THE WAR. its mine, not your's, just mine :D, and I shall use my own ideas...... ok, maybe a couple pf yours, BUT THAT'S ALL, promise!

 

Wow!

Wow! You tell and Blend so many different game characters so well! I've read the first posts of chapters and am dying to read on further.
Princess Peach, Link, Samus, Fox, Ash, and RIKU'S NOBODY!?!?!
You make Riku the protagonist and Antagonist so flawlessly, as if Nomura had plans to do this himself!
An eye for an eye, you're reading my Fanfic, So I'm reading yours, and I think I'm into yours more than I'm into mine! XD
Luigi I noticed makes an appearence before Mario, but it gives The mario Bros. a nice Intro. Nice Fanfic, dude!
And sorry It took me so long to respond,....I was just really busy offline, writing my own Fanfic, Drawing Fanart for Sebax, and Even Composing a an Intro on Piano for Sebax's Song: Melody of The Rotational Composer. Not to mention homework beside it all. Can't wait to catch up to the current spot!

 

User Notes: well all, it took the better part of a week and a half to crank this out, and i won't lie, part of this brought a tear to my eye. There will be one more chapter after this followed by an epilogue of sorts.

Don't hate.

Chapter 23: Destined

The vast, emptiness of space was too calm, too silent for Rinn’s liking as she gazed out the forward viewport. The pilot reached above her head and flicked a green flashing toggle, shaking her head in confusion.

“According to our coordinates, we should be within range of The Arwing Memory now, but our sensors and radar appear to be unresponsive. I’ve got a bad feeling about this.”

Rinn peered over the pilot’s shoulder as the unfamiliar instruments and buttons blinked and chirped. As her eyes swept over the control panel, a siren began to wail throughout the ship.

“Captain, incoming light beam transmission, it appears to be a mayday request.”

The captain looked up from a handful of data charts and maps spread across a backlit tablet and moved forward, gingerly pushing Rinn back to her seat with her father. “Patch it through.”

The view screen turned from translucent to a static filled mess as an outline began to move back and forth. “Ensign, clear up that signal.”

“Yes sir.”

Moments later the image improved, but the image still remained blurry, but the speech came through like glass.

“bzzzt…This is the Prime Fusion…taking heavy casualties…engines…ney Castle targeted…any fighter available, please….only hope….bssssshhhh”

The Ensign shook his head angrily. “That’s the best I can do, there is a lot of interference but I was able to log the coordinates, the Fusion is stationed over a world not that far from here.”

The Captain methodically massaged his temples. If he neglected to come to the aid, he would regret it later but the passengers were his priority.

He felt the child’s father move forward, to stand besides him. He had known Rickard for nearly fifteen years, and was happy to have been able to fulfill a debt long ago. He turned and looked at Rickard for the answer.

Rickard stood there, his eyes closed, but realizing that this was bigger than him and his daughter. “Antile, you know you don’t have to ask. We will try to help as best we can.”

Captain Antile smiled, and nodded to the pilot. “Send this message, ‘Emerald Shadow enroute to assist, and awaiting further instructions.’ Set a heading to get us there before more lives are lost.”

“Aye aye, Captain.” The pilot stated while pushing forward on the accelerator and turning the yoke toward the distress beacon into a battle everyone on board would never forget.

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“This was a bad idea” Jack moaned as he struggled to gain control of his impromptu escape.

The wind and a smell of ash buffeted his face as he risked a glance behind at the Pearl shrinking off in the distance. Suddenly his memory clicked into place as he realized that Tsukasa was still onboard. He smiled devilishly. “That’s what you get for destroying my jar of dirt!”

But as the moment of glee came, it was swept away as the sinking Dutchman righted itself and with the bow now pointing skyward, sailed forward to intersect Sparrow.

As Jack desperately fought to change course, an object shot towards him from the ground battle, ensnaring itself amongst the cloth sail. The makeshift parachute collapsed as the lift was lost, and would have fell like a rock toward the terra firma, if the Dutchman hadn’t broken the fall.

Jack rolled out from amongst the lengths of rope, fumbling blindly for his sword and was about to grab it but Davy Jones foot fell down on top of him, pinning him to the deck inches from his saber.

“Finally decided to join my crew, eh Sparrow?”

“It would have been sooner, but seeing as how she’s already got a Captain, I wasn’t looking for a quarrel.”

“Defiant to the end Sparrow, but you are right.” Jones grinned wickedly as he raised his own sword to strike a deathly blow, but stopped as the object in the cloth groaned and began to move.

The distraction allowed Jack the time he needed to pry off Jone’s booted foot and roll away, picking up his own sword.

Jones and Sparrow prepared to cross blades until out of the fabric, materialized Nex, holding his head in his hands.
“OY! You are the man that sent Beckett and the whole East India Trading Company after me years ago!” Jack spat.

“The tables have turned now,” Jones laughed, stepping forward, “my ship, MY rules.”

Nex’s head snapped up, his eyes trying to focus and while they did, he analyzed the situation, and smirked.
“Ah, the love struck sailor and the boy who never grew up, how interesting a crew of misfits sail under the banner of pirates,” he stated, summoning orbs of dark matter in both clenched fists, “but dead men tell no tale.”

Jack and Jones lunged to the side as Nex’s attack obliterated a portion of the deck and railing.

“I prefer to see it two dishonest pawns fighting a belligerent king!” Jones challenged, swinging his blade at Nex’s feet while Jones hacked toward Nex’s arms.

“You can’t defeat me, I hold the blood of Princess Zelda and Tia Dalma as my own. Their fates are mine, and soon the last of the bloodline shall fall. Destiny will be mine”

“Ca—Calypso…” Jones stared speechlessly, his sword sagging as the void in his chest heaved.

Jack looked between Jones and Nex and rolled his eyes while also stroking his goatee. “Sorry to say this mate, but tomorrow waits for no horizon.”

Nex smirked, “More metaphoric riddles, It amazes me that you can be as cunning as you dare yet remain a rum soaked pirate.”

“He’s got a point there.” Jack nods, looking back at Jones whose eyes have turned to steel.

Slowly the wheels began to turn as Jack remembered an attack that Sora had preformed while near the fort at Port Royal.

Nex lifted his hand to summon another spell, but before he could release, Jack had taken Jones by the shoulders and whispered into his octapussian ear, “Take what you can...”

Jones eyes snapped alert, “…give nothing back.”

A blinding light erupted around the two captains as they transformed into one being, wielding two ancient sabers. Nex stood in confusion as the figure turned slowly toward him, making Nex heave slightly. The figure was dressed in ragged and torn overcoat, with remnants of a white shirt clinging to the skeletal bones of is chest. The skull, smiling menacingly without emotion adorned with a large brown pirate hat fitted with two playing cards held in place by a length of black fabric. “A change of the winds says you, but heed this warning: dead men tell NO tale.” As the ghostly limit break figure of Jolly Roger laughed as he swung his canonized right arm up and fired, blasting Nex backwards into the main mast.

Nex rose shakily, summoning a bluish black aura and fired, striking Roger in the chest, but stared thunderstruck as the spell passed through his skeletal body and sailed into the distance.

“You can’t kill what doesn’t exist.” Rogers jeered as he shot Nex again, hammering him into the deck.

Nex lay semi conscious, his head spinning wildly as the impact carved a hole into his chest, where a faint trail of blood was escaping. He gazed upwards as Rogers stood over him, his sword flush with Nex’s neck. “Times up Nex, I’ve been hunting you since you cheated luck in the Kingdom of Old, but now, fate strikes.” Roger lifted up the blade and brought it down through Nex’s chest, severing his heart.

As the life began to fade from Nex’s face, he looked into Roger’s hallow eyes. “Life is but a race to death.” He whispered as his soul faded away.

Roger’s stood over the corpse, and convulsed, splitting back into Jack and Davy Jones, the single blade sticking from Nex, transforming into two. “Shall we call it square then?” Sparrow smiled as he leaned forward and withdrew his sword, glancing over at Jones.

Jones stood still, his tentacles hanging unmoving, a whiteness slowly creeping under his greenish tinted skin. “Wha—what have you—“

Jack looked down at his sword and back at Nex’s body. He bend low and was about to remove Jones’ sword but stopped, his hands freezing in midair. He looked down and saw that his sword had passed through not only Nex…but through a small bundle. He swung up, staring at Jones unsure how to act or what to say. “Sorry mate…You know I didn’t mean—“

“Calypso…” Jones wheezed as his heart beat one last time before falling to the deck, dead.

Jack stood there, between a tyrant and the most feared man that sailed the seven seas. Gazing around, the sailors and crew slowly encircled Jack all chanting ‘part of the crew part of the ship’ or ‘the Dutchman must always have a Captain’. He looked over and watched as Bootstrap Bill Turner hoisted a small knife. “Oh bugger.”

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Seymour Guado remained calm where he stood, energy stirring around him lighting the surrounding air a buzz with electricity. “I feel déjà vu, but from what?” he questioned, stroking his chin in mock thought. “Oh, that’s right, you thought you could defeat me at Zanarkand, sorry to disappoint, I know how much Yuna was looking forward to sending me.”

“You’ll pay for this Seymour!” Tidus swore, his hands twisting his Caladbolg’s grip tightly.

“A dreamer, two illusions and a ghost; hardly. But if you really care to die…”

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Deep inside the command center, chaos was erupting around a central display projection of the battle above Disney Castle. Queen Minnie stood near the edge, her eyes drooping with sadness.

“Your Highness, I believe it is time that we move you off world” the tall, aviator jacket clad form of Disney Navy Commander Launchpad McQuack stated, as he watched the battle unfolding against them.

“Does Mickey know?” she asked, finally taking her eyes from the three dimensional projection of the Death Star.
McQuack nodded. “General Aran sent a message out to General McCloud before the Death Star began to jam our communications, but honestly, I don’t know if he has received the message.”

Minnie slowly nodded, her mind in a distant time frame. A distant alarm began to blare and a mechanical voice began to chime that the space station would be in range in five minutes.

“Your Highness…Minnie. Please, take the transport. You and I both know how this is going to end.”

“Your Majesty, give the word, and we are sailing.” Pilot Kit Cloudkicker stated confidently.

The Queen was about to accept, when another alarm sounded, announcing more and more ships flowing into the battle from ally worlds and abroad. She smiled, “How can I abandon the hope that is bringing these allies close? Thank you Kit, but I will have to pass.”

Launchpad nodded, and secured a headset and began to ping the incoming allies. “Emerald Shadow, this is Disney Castle Navy Commander Launchpad McQuack, thanks for the support” the speakers blared as the Shadow decelerated and the entire crew stared in shock at the battle unfolding before them.

Wave after wave of dogfights and explosions pocked the space between Disney Castle and the Death Star, as the battle station slowly gyrated on it’s axis, its main weapon mere minutes from aligning with the planet. “Commander McQuack, where are we needed?”

“I’m sending you the designation DarkWing 3, you should be receiving the location of that squad. Squad Leader is Maxamillian Goof. Good hunting Shadow.”

Captain Antile turned to Rickard and Rinn as the Shadow, accelerated and began to make its way through the battle toward its squad mates. “Rickard, I’m somewhat short on personnel for a war, could I ask you to man the top turret?”

Rickard nodded slowly, taking Rinn’s hand in his. He looked hard into her scared eyes and felt all the fear that a fifteen year old should never be forced to witness, especially his daughter. “Rinn, I need to ask you to promise me, that you will stay here.”

Rinn looked at him with a hint of rejection, “But I can help, I can fight.”

Rickard closed his eyes, fighting back tears. “I know, you are as strong as your Mother, stronger than I was when she past. She would want you to be helping others, not fighting.”

The crew tried to remain going about their, business, but no one could not help but feel the same way. This was no fight for a fifteen year old with so much potential to kill others. Antile squatted down slowly, drawing even with Rinn.

“I could use another pair of eyes down here, what with my old age and everything.” He said, with a twinkle of compassion.

An explosion rocked the small ship, breaking the father daughter moment. Rickard nodded solemnly at Antile, and raced through the cabin toward the main gun turret, after a moment, sky blue laser beams began to attack any passing enemy ship as the Shadow juked and dived closer to the Death Star.

“DarkWing 3 to DarkWing leader, come in.”

“DarkWing leader here, we are starting our attack run.”

“Understood DarkWing leader, be right behind you.”

“Negative 3, you’re ship is too large to navigate the trench. Stay topside and supply tactical information.”

“Roger leader.”

The shuttle rocked away from the small, nimble fighters and began to target large laser and missile turrets checkering the trench and any passing enemy that ventured to near. Suddenly, a warning ping tore through the bridge, the pilot scrambling to move the ship faster than it could. “We’ve got an enemy locked on to us Captain, Rickard, target the fighter now before it can fire!”

“Underst-“ the explosion ripped into the Shadow, throwing everyone around as the missile detonated above the engines. The bridge lighting instantly switched from a low white to a dark red as damage reports bled from the ship telemetry.

Antile’s lifted himself from the floor and reached for the comm. “Rickard can you see where the blast hit us? Rickard come in. Rickard?”

All the blood in Antile’s face vanished as his eyes met Rinn’s. They both stood there, neither wanting to think the answer as cabin pressure began to drop, artificial gravity failed.

Rinn tried to run through the bridge, but couldn’t get her footing as another blast shook the ship. “NO!! DAD!!”
“All fighters, mission failed, DarkWing squadron did not deliver the package. Save yourselves…and Godspeed.” Commander McQuack quietly stated as an explosion rocketed steel and twisted remnants of spacecraft from the trench.

Rinn’s water filled eyes gazed out the viewport as the Death Star began to draw molten green energy to a single point in front of the laser. She closed her eyes, and held her necklace her father had given her for her eleventh birthday, as the ship floated dead toward the laser beam. Slowly her eyes opened as she felt the necklace transform into a crescent shaped staff.

“One…last…shot.” She whispered as she twirled the staff above her head before slamming it down to the deck the same instant the laser beam fired. The ship was bathed in devastating green beam, and then everything became white.

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The smoldering and biting heat ensnared Powers, blocking his vision as Axel unleashed another column of fore toward him. Axel watched as the blast collided with Powers, but frowned as it seemed to pass through him and absorb into the encircled wall of fire. “Quick moves.”

“I agree” Powers laughed as he raced from one side to the other then leaping to attack from behind Axel, who barely lifted his cakrums to block in time, the speed faster than he had anticipated.

Powers rolled out of the failed strike, and unleashed a shattering low kick, sending Axel skidding to the side, all the air forced from his lungs. Axel tried to inhale, but the pain was playing havoc with his mind but his sea green eyes continued to remain active and widened as Powers smirked and raised his gloved hand, “Absolute Zero!!” he cried as a beam of sub-zero ice and bitter snow slammed into Axel’s chest, slowing his laboring muscles and freezing his feet where he knelt.

Powers smirked and swept the icy blast around the ring, extinguishing the fire to a large billowing cloud of white smoke. He began to walk towards Axel as the smoke cloud dissipated, allowing streaks of weak sunlight to paint across Axel’s shaking face, Powers tsked.

“For a man who can manipulate fire to your liking, I’m curious to know why you don’t just flare up; strike back?”

The numbing cold shook through Axel, his breath coming out in crystallized struggled whisps. “Y—your not—hal—half bad” he mumbled struggling to hold onto the cakrums.

Powers eye twitched, continuing into an angry sneer. “The best you insolate Nobody” he spat, channeling black energy into his golden masmune.

Through the haze of smoke, a streak of burning golden white light burst forward and missed Powers back but connected squarely behind his right knee, sending him crashing twenty feet away. Rebecca grinned, sweeping a lock of her brunette hair from her face as her wristwatch began to vibrate and leak statistics.

• Name: Zack Power, Currently a member of the Disciples of Destined.
• Weakness is unknown
• Current weapon of choice is the Death Soul.
• Information is currently archived, previously encountered on Ultima City.

Zack crawled to his feet, his right giving way as he applied pressure. He looked down and saw his knee turning a grimacing black and blue through his torn leather biker pants. His head swung around as his eyes bled vengeance as he watched Rebecca begin to charge him, Axel remaining rooted to the ground like a gargoyle, but steam beginning to radiate from his cloak. Powers dropped to his good knee as Rebecca neared, causing her to swing wildly as slammed his hands together.

Rebecca swung around and was preparing to parry, but stopped as Powers had vanished. Confused, she looked around the charred circle at the other fights raging around them and held her breathe as she spied a teenage boy moving through the battle toward her.

Rebecca blinked, trying to determine if she was hallucinating but began to cry as she ran toward the brown haired teenager. “Michael!!” she cried, embracing her younger brother as her glasses became a skew on her face.
Michael smiled, gently pushing his older sister away, a hint of anger in his eyes. “I’ve been looking all over the universe trying to find you!!"

"I know, it's a long story, have you seen Powers?" she demanded.

"Powers?? Here?!" Michael swore, his eyes scanning the crowd till they fell on Axel and smiled.

Axel didn't move even if he could as he watched a lone figure racing through the crowd, his keyblades flashing as they hacked back and forth, till he pushed his way into the clearing. He looked confused from the teenagers to Axel, his mood instantly changing to surprise and joy. "it's been a while Axel" he grinned, swiping his hand through his golden spiked hair.

Axel remained silent, his eyes burning fury as he stared at Roxas. The emotions of seeing his friend again coupled with his apprehension of the missing Powers ran through his mind, but something else was nagging him…"Nice try Powers."

Roxas tilted his head as he looked over at Rebecca and Michael, who stepped forward past Rebecca. "This isn't Powers, his name is Roxas, he and I met during the start of the battle. Now I'd like to know who you are."

Roxas stepped up next to Michael blocking his view of Axel. "This is the one I was telling you about, the man I've been looking for. Told you he was with your sister."

"So you did." Michael stated, moving towards Power's Death Soul lying ten feet from him.

Axel's eyes remained on Roxas, his mind trying to fight the bitter cold and make sense of everything. "You…you aren't re-e-eal."

Roxas turned, his eyes showing a genuine pain. "I'm as real as my other, you know that."

Axel's eyes squinted, as the steam began to intensify, melting the ice cementing him to the ground. He looked over at Rebecca. "Have you ever seen him before?"

She shook her head no, but then stopped, realizing that DATA hadn't chimed understood instantly what Axel was planning, drew her staff as Michael neared the sword, staring at it curiously. Axel turned his head painfully, realigning with Roxas. "What's his name?"

Roxas looked at him jokingly, "He's Michael."

"No, what's the name of your other, Roxas."

Roxas joking manner slipped away, replaced by a cold anger, his left hand twitching as the Oathkeeper and Kingdom Key materialized as Michael picked up Death Soul. A bead of sweat ran down Axel's face, evaporating before it reached his chin as he smiled in a lopsided grin. "I thought you had it memorized?"

Michael leapt forward, channeling a dark energy through the sword and launched it towards Axel the same moment Roxas unleashed both keyblades toward him, but Rebecca was the quicker and began to twirl her staff.

"Pondero Refero!!" she cried, sending a light shroud around Axel a moment before the triple attacks were to connect, sending them ricocheting back to a central point between Michael and Roxas.

Power's illusion failed as he ducked away from the attack, but froze as a wall of fire and a golden light began to rocket towards him. He spun around seeing the four attacks coming to connect on him, smiled and closed his eyes focusing.

A massive shockwave exploded away from Powers as the keyblades dissolved away, the fire blast and dark magic missing its marks. Axel braced himself as the shockwave blew by him but as soon as it passed and the dust had receded he opened his eyes and stood in shock to see a stone still Powers, his eyes rapidly spinning around trying to see an unknown sight. He stepped forward and raised his eyebrow as Rebecca moved from behind him, her staff pointing victoriously at Powers, a large smile etched across her face.

"That was new."

Rebecca smiled even bigger. "He preformed a spell called Backstep. It's a spell you use to travel back or forward in time to change it however you feel suits you best. Only two problems, sometimes you can't change the past."
"What was the other problem?"

"That spell I cast, It was something Tidus taught me on the Arwing Memory. I combined slowega and gravitega. So even if Powers can change the past, he can't move fast enough before time runs out and he returns..in…eight and a half minutes."

Axel whistled as he walked around Powers like a man would critique a statue or piece of art. "So that wasn't your brother or Roxas?"

Rebecca shook her head sadly. "Just projections. I'm sorry Axel."

He stared over to where the fake Roxas had been standing and smiled. "Even if it wasn't real, I saw him again, that's got to count for something."

Rebecca nodded, then returned her focus to Zack Powers. "So what now?"

Axel looked around and rubbed his hands together. "I'm all for leaving him here to rot, maybe the spell will keep him frozen in time somewhere."

Rebecca shook her head and smiled. "I've got a better idea, Blazer could use a little bit of fun."

Axel smiled and summoned a portal of darkness directly behind Powers, and motioned to Rebecca, "You have the honors."

Rebecca smiled, walked up to the one who had given her family so much trouble in the past and unceremoniously sent a roundhouse punch to his face, shifting his balance as he fell through the portal, vanishing instantly.
"You'll find him Axel, he knows that."

Axel nodded as he turned to watch Sora and Kairi hobble deep inside the castle. "Soon. Very very soon."

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Auron knelt down and lifted Wakka up off the ground, as Chappu was helping to stitch up a slice on Tidus’s arm. When Chappu finished he and Wakka exchanged high fives as Tidus walked over and stood above the unmoving Seymour. Auron gazed over the diminishing horizon as the memories of the past ten minutes sunk deep into the lost guardians mind.

“That was intense! You finished him all by yourself without even breaking a sweat or using an overdrive!” Tidus stated in awe.

Auron rolled his shoulders but paused as he saw the gratitude in Tidus’s eyes. “You five took down Sin without my help, it was only fair to even the score.”

Chappu walked over, eyeing the sword that had lodged itself deep into the surrounding marble courtyard, only the hilt and a few inches of steel remained visible. “You are pretty good, you think of training us?

Auron smiled as he watched the Dutchman fly overhead. "Maybe, Maybe."

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The Dutchman roared with cannon fire and musket blasts as it swept over the battle, picking off any renegade heartless or nobodies. Mickey stood next to Aerith, and quickly said his goodbyes and leapt through a portal of darkness, coming to land on the Dutchman’s deck.

Mickey gazed around, his keyblade at the ready, but his mouth fell open as he saw the dead bodies of Davy Jones and Nex lying near the Captain’s Quarters. Inside, he could hear a large commotion and quickly darted forward and through the door.

The crew turned in surprise at seeing a small mouse preparing to attack and stepped back as a hand was waved to signal them to stand down. Mickey remained focused but blinked as Captain Sparrow walked between the crew, fidgeting with the rings on his right hand. “Your majesty, might I inquire as to why you are aboard my ship at the peak of battle?”

Mickey’s confused gaze didn’t waver as he continued to blink, now noting that a slight line of blood stained Jack’s shirt near his heart. “But Captain Jack, this the Pearl, it’s the Dutchman.”

“Right you are, but it would seem that fate has thrown the tide at my feet and,” he inhaled rubbing his chest, “ the situation presented itself through an entirely unforeseeable series of events that I may or may not have had the gumption to extract myself from, I am now the Captain of the Dutchman.”

Mickey lowered his blade, and walked with Jack outside to the bridge. Bellow, Mickey watched as Riku transformed into Ansem’s nobody and began to fight an unknown person on the roof. “That means that you are going to be around for a long time. Right?”

“Right you are, the immortal Captain Jack Sparrow, has a nice ring to it.”

“Jack, I have a request.”

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Mickey stood on the railing, holding a swinging rope ladder for support, Sparrow stood behind the massive wheel, triangulating his position with a bit of difficulty. “Why did I hand over my compass…” he fumed, lining up the Dutchman with the hideously disfigured castle.

His face was set in firm determination as he spied Riku and Dest dueling, Kairi helping support Sora as they both tried to ascend the castle to help him.

“No matter what Jack…” The King stated with a cold steel in his voice.

Jack swung the wheel lazily to port, his face betraying no hint of the emotional distress from the King’s request. “By the honor of the Pirate’s Code.”

Mickey nodded, “That will work” and leapt over the side, landing on the furthest end from the dueling men and raced forward.

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The white tunnel of light dissolved from her eyes as was instead replaced by a massive explosion. The crew shielded their eyes as Disney Castle disintegrated behind them. But instead of hearing screams of anger and shock from the members of Disney’s Navy, the crew heard cheers and amazed jubilation.

They looked out the viewport then back at Rinn, who was still clutching her staff that was wedged five inches into the deck plating. The Death Star was gone, the only discernable pieces no bigger than a small asteroid. Captain Antile’s stood uncomprehendingly staring at Rinn. “What…What…”

Rinn giggled. “Mirror, Mirror on the wall, who’s the savior of them all?”

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Dest charged, his blade shimmering in the muted light, but Ansem's heartless blocked with a blast of magic, throwing off the blow. His own golden eyes remained stone cold but further down, a glimmer of fear. Dest stepped back slightly, shifting his weight to his right foot, and extending his left hand forward, taunting his other half. "You can't stop it, your kingdom will fall just as the three preceding kingdoms. Your hero, your friend is dead, and you fight for nothing but yourself; this is cowardly." He sneered, but it quickly dissolved as Ansem continued to smile unnervingly.

"I once thought the same thing, but I know the same prophecy that binds you. 'One shall fall to bolster millions'. It's not the downfall you'll bring, but purpose, a sense of hope to all those that oppose you. You turned the war for us, something I could never dream possible."

Ansem rose slowly, levitating in the air as a horned heartless sprang from his spine, rising till it hovered above Ansem. "You can't defeat me. I am as much you as you are me."

"Maybe," Dest said, a smile forming in his eyes, "but that doesn't mean I need you."

He pivoted on his back foot, and flicked his wrist, seeming to remove the handle from his blade, but to Ansem's fear, the blade began to transform, turning from a curved blade into a six-tipped spear.

Ansem frowned and hoisted his hands skyward, causing the dark clouds to rain lightning upon the entire roof, the metal keyblade attracting many strikes. Dest sprinted forward, chasing the levitating Ansem, rolling and diving as the lightning sought his blade.

With another flick, the spear began to rotate into a seeker missile, and rocketed towards Ansem, lightning right on it's heels. Ansem heard the approaching whine of the engine and began to spin in place, quickly whipping up a tornado force winds, sending the missile back at Dest.

He leapt high, coming down and landing on the top of the missile, as it morphed into the hovering keyblade. In the distance, cannon fire continued to pour from the Dutchman and Black Pearl, causing the docking bay on the far side of the castle to collapse, taking with it a section of the roof, sending shock waves through the ancient castle.

"This war is over. The Disciples have all fallen, your master will soon, and everyone is either heading to fight you or him." Ansem continued to smile unnervingly, but Dest smiled bigger, as a hidden thought surfaced.

"Did you believe that we would not plan for this? You can thank Sora and yourself for teaching us that lessen when you brought down Organization XIII. That's why we are fighting the war…on two fronts. Even if we fail here, your Kingdom will collapse after Disney Castle is destroyed."

The statement hammered Ansem to the core, his eyes wide as his memory reminded him of the Death Star, all blood draining from his face. His eyes refocused on Dest whose smile had grown wicked.

"War is never over, it just finds another set of circumstances to challenge."

Ansem's momentary shock betrayed him, as Dest's keyblade slammed through the heartless and sent him falling to the ground his back spasming. Ansem gasped as he hit the marble roof as his face began to fade away, returning to the complexion of Riku once more, who panted hard, his body shaking.

Dest stepped forward coming face to face with his other half, his blade resting on Riku's shoulder, causing a small stream of blood to appear. "This is our Destiny Riku."

Riku stared up into his own face, his gears burning in overdrive trying to figure out how to escape. As the blade was raised and preparing to crash down, he removed a small charm from his pants pocket and closed his eyes, wishing Sora and Kairi were ok and resigned himself to death.

The blow never came as the blade clattered to the side, snapping Riku's eyes open as he watched Nex be struck down aboard the Dutchman. He breathed and tried the last trick up his sleeve. Unclasping the keycharm from his blade, he coupled it with the keycharm of Oblivion.

The midnight blue and black combined keyblade grew, creating a solid katana shaped tip with a moon shaped hole in the middle, cascading down to a razor sharp corkscrew shaft, ending in a maroon streaked handle.

Riku struck, sending the blade deep into Dest's stomach, the shock and bewilderment quickly transitioning to pain as Dest began to sink to his feet, portions of himself slowly dissolving. Riku stood standing over his nobody, no resentment as a dark chapter that never should have come into existence began to turn to dust.
Dest eyes looked around, falling on his keyblade as he smiled a painful smirk. "This is not—"

"Yes, it is." He responded, as he saw Mickey racing forward, his keyblade glistening with the lightning strikes.

Dest followed his eyes as his body began to slowly dissolve. Riku knelt down, his eyes continuing to stare into the tarnishing gold. Dest began to mouth a sentence, motioning for Riku to hear. He bend low, his ear just barely above his mouth. "One shall fall…"

Riku turned to look at him in confusion but his eyes grew as Dest wasn't dissolving at all, but absorbed into Riku.
"Riku, you did it!" The King cheered, coming closer as he watched Dest dissolve into nothingness, Riku's body blocking the transformation.

"One shall fall…to bolster millions…" Riku whispered as the King stepped forward and placed his hand on Riku's shoulder.

Riku's eyes opened, one green, one gold. "One shall fall."

The king looked down in shock, as Dest's keyblade protruded from his heart. Riku turned as the king stumbled back in shock, and cringed as he saw Riku's eyes. "We are one. We are the one that walked between the darkness and the light. We are destined. One shall fall…"

The king stumbled up against the battlement, his breath quickening as his heart rate slowly began to slow. "Riku…"
Riku shook his head, "it's what I am, the prophecy, Ansem, everything. I'm the flaw. The man that shouldn't exist. I'm sorry your Highness. It is destiny."

Riku's eyes returned to their normal color as he regained control over himself, but when his eyes fell upon the kings, panic coupled with exhaustion , he collapsed unconscious to the ground , his blades dissolving as the King slowly slid down the battlement, his eyes burning with fear and regret. "Riku…" he whispered as his last breathe left his lips, the sound of a steamboat far off beckoned him, as the King of Kingdom Hearts, passed away.

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WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!! KILLING MICKEY AND RIKU!!! OMG! YOU MUST BE INSANE OR SOMETHING!!! you're gonna lose some readers.. and its gonna be funny..

 

OMG greatest chptr! MORE MORE MORE! :O :O :O I too will beat you with a pickle! *steps forward with dual weilding pickles* you will pay if you dont!

 

:registro5B15D: uh oh....
omg riku died....reread the last few paragraphs....

 

I meant to edit it. i meant.. WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING!! KILLING MICKEY!!! OMG! YOU MUST BE INSANE OR SOMETHING!!! you're gonna lose some readers.. and its gonna be funny..

btw, I'm working on chapter 4. But I have A bad case of Writer's Block! OMG!! So, it MAY be today, MAYBE!

 

O
M
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o.O
RIKU-CHAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!!!
HOW COULD YOU GO ALL EVIL ON MEH!!!!
oh, and, i guess im sad for mickey, sorta...
also:
the mirror thing? XDDDDD TOTALLY SOMETHING I WOULD SAY! i mean rinn... <.< >.>

 

User note:
Ok, you all can stop sending the hate mail my way. I need to make a correction / explain my doing.

The king looked down in shock, as Dest's keyblade protruded from his heart. Riku turned as the king stumbled back in shock, and cringed as he saw Riku's eyes. "We are one. We are the one that walked between the darkness and the light. We are destined. One shall fall…"

The king stumbled up against the battlement, his breath quickening as his heart rate slowly began to slow. "Riku…"
Riku shook his head, "it's what I am, the prophecy, Ansem, everything. I'm the flaw. The man that shouldn't exist. I'm sorry your Highness. It is destiny."

Riku's eyes returned to their normal color as he collapsed unconscious to the ground, his blades dissolving as the King slowly slid down the battlement, his eyes burning with fear and regret. "Riku…" he whispered as his last breathe left his lips, the sound of a steamboat far off beckoned him, as the King of Kingdom Hearts, passed away.

One shall fall = King Mickey
Riku and Dest became one similar to Roxas and Sora or Namine and Kairi at the end of KH2.

RIKU. DIDN'T. DIE. You could say that he regained control of his body...and passed out from exhaustion.

I wondered everybody at the beginning not to hate lol. But i've gone back and edited the past paragraph to hopefully correct this and to avert the mobs growing to try and find me.

 

I've got one word for ya...

Pretty good mixing and matching team-ups. Not really else much to say. It's the end. And only one word comes to mind:

"EPIC"​

 

ok, I understand, BUT WHY DID YOU KILL MICKEY!! OMG! KILLER OF A DISNEY CLASSIC!! EVIL!!!

 

Mickey...O.O damnit... their goes the guy who saved my butt that many times on Kingdom Hearts 2... i salute you Killer of Mickey Mouse and hope that another hero will come and save my butt everytime i need help...

 

he is coming...very very soon...

 

Mickey Killer.... :P you sux

(i"m Jk!!!!) () Omg! A Oval!!! ^^

 

Mickey

Walt Disney is either rolling around in his grave....or his cyronic freezing chamber. Whichever one is true.

HOW COULD YOU

 

*still crying about riku being evil*

 

Hey, KingdomKey, you've been crying for 2 days now, ARE YOU OK? shesh, I'm not even gonna go THAT crazy over Mickey dying!

 

ITS NOT ABOUT MICKEY DIEING!!! infact, i dont like mickey that much (except when he saves my butt in KH2)
its about riku being evil! (and no, i am not okay)
*procedes to cry somemore and steal luxords popcorn*
ps: 100TH COMMENT YAY ME!!!!