The Keyblade War: Rewind and press Play

Phisoxa:" I shall believe whatever it is I want to believe. Unless there is living proof in front of my eyes I won't go believing it. Anyways if he truly was a seeker, how do you expect to hide his glowing eyes? Last time I checked his eyes don't have that unnatural glow."
Master Xehanort:" Ah it's been a while since I heard that name spoken."

 

Torxber: Older seekers and half seekers can hid their glow.
Torxber looked to xeohnort.
Torxber: Which name? Seekers or Rould?

 

Xehanort:" Aye, yes I know the name seeker, but the name Rould is more interesting because it is the name of man I met when I was still 17 years old, around the time I decided to go out by myself and leave my family to explore other worlds. This man with name Rould I met him along the journey when I was in the Radiant Garden sneaking looks at the books of the Royal Library under the noses of the court guards. I could tell by belt he was wearing he was a council member but he didn't even try to arrest me there because sneaking a look at those highly confidential books is illegal to trespassers. He saw I was reading about the power and the knowledge of the Darkness and all he did was sit me down and tell me more things he seemed to known about the darkness and how to use it's power to gain more which were very important. His eyes bore a very distant blue glow though, not too bright, not too dark, it only appeared at the bottom of his eyes, from feeling energy in the air around him he was suppressing some deep and strong energy from coming out."

 

Torxber: Need any more proof my dear?
Torxber looked at Phisoxa.

 

Phisoxa:" You can't be serious, I won't believe especially from members of the dark, they could be just using this just to make me turn against my friend Rould. They know hes too smart and if I were to destroy him it would only make things easier. No, hes my friend, bad guy or not . . "
She said as she tried to run away from them but Master Xehanort caught her by the shoulder and held it tightly in his grip.
Master Xehanort:"Why must you always be quite stubborn little sister? Also may I ask why are you after her Torxber?"

 

Torxber: Simple, keeping her safe and ready to fight.
Torxber walked up to Phisoxa.
Torxber: Call for Rould, he will come.

 

Phisoxa's eyes began to release tears slowly down her cheek as she slowly reached for the button underneath her belt buckle and pushed it. The recievered sounded letting her know that it was now connected to her since she was only connected to Rould's belt.
Rould:" Hello? Phisoxa is that you, where are you?"
Her hands shook as she spoked into the reciever.
Phisoxa:" Rould I'm in the realm of darkness, I've found something I think you might want to take a look at please come."
Without waiting for Rould's response she turned it off. She hoped if Rould truly wasn't a Seeker he would prove it by not being able to enter the dark realm since only people affiliated with dark could enter by themselves without any help.
A portal opened and Rould walked out and stood next to Phisoxa, leaning his ebow onto her shoulder.
Phisoxa:" Is it true Rould are you friend or . . . are you truely a foe?"
Rould's face didn't seem to show a trace of anger in her finding out only his cheerful smile seemed to remain on his face as his eyes gave a suddle blue glow.
Rould:" So she's finally found out? Are you the ones that helped her lead her straight to the truth?"

 

Torxber: It took awhile, she didn't want to listen to reason.
Torxber summoned his keyblade.
Torxber: Its been you this whole time, since I made the forces of darkness its really been you?

 

Rould:" Too right you are, during all this time I have been suppressing my full powers just to make it look like that I was a innocent man and the others they fell for it. It was I who slowly and secretively killed the old branch of the Knights Council. It may not of seemed like it since my hands weren't dirtied with blood, but I just messed around with things so they would eventually end up dying allowing my young pupil to take seat as a the commander. If it wasn't for me Nathaniel would of rejected Phisoxa's application to enter the council just because she female and that she was a Mindell. It was I who took over with the childcare of Phisoxa when she was taken away from her mother as a infant during the attack by the Foleski Family, after protecting her , my pupil so eagerly handed her over to me when I said that would "take" her back to her family."

 

Torxber: Plus you get the complete trust of the X-Blade bearer. But are you an original seeker or where you born seeker? Because an original seeker would have known I would hunt them down.

 

Phisoxa seemed almost frozen from the fright she had in her heart she didn't hardly move even with Rould leaning his elbow on her shoulder and with all the truths that have been revealed.
Rould:" Why should I tell you? Either way you will still want to destroy me since I have such a hold of such luxurious power. Think about it I techincally control the army as well as this girl right here, she nothing more then a piece of artwork that I am slowly creating just to get more. Without me, she would of died surely, she should be happy I actually decided to show her mercy."
He said caressing her cheek as he towered behind her.

 

Torxber: Mercy? You guys have no feelings! And besides, I placed a fail safe in her heart.

 

Mixt chuckled, it was hard not to. "So, all of that work having kept it a secret to be undercover for years, blown in a few seconds."

 

Rould:"Just because I have no feelings doesn't mean I won't show mercy just to serve my own cause, because you see it was fated that if she were kept alive that she would become a human power machine. Not only does go baring the twins, she goes getting cursed by the blade itself. No man affixed by the powers of darkness would want to miss out on this chance. If you can't see the logic in that then I don't know what you are getting at. And speaking of men who hold the powers of darkness, many seekers have come my way wishing to steal her away from my control, but if they would only listen to me and they wouldn't of had to die at my hands. I told them I was too strong even for them to compare, but they had to come at me even when I warned them. But letting my blade taste the crimson of their blood was all too fun for me, I couldn't resist their challenges."
He said with a dark chuckle as he took off his glasses and threw them to the side, letting his partially glowing eyes become more easier to see.
Rould looked over to Mixt his smiled not fading at all.
Rould:" Doesn't really matter if my cover was blown anyways? The only cover I need is that having to do with the Knight's Council. Phisoxa right now is nothing more then a rebel. Her words are truly meaningless."

 

Torxber: He has a point, and anything we say will be ignored because we are thenemy right. he has nothing to worry.

 

Mixt: If we are talking about the nation of light yes. But the darkness, that is a different story. They want to take down members of the council anyway, telling them to pay special attention to one would be simple.

 

Rould:" I have so much control over them that it makes them oblivious. Jee if the boy Nathaniel wasn't so obsessed with the girl I would of made her marry me instead, being the level of power I have, but still that would leave outside forces to suspect something all too fast. But I played along only to let the boy's trust strengthen more. If you want the residents of the dark to come, go ahead, but first you must get past all those guns, blades, and terrible manpower, the Light Kingdom's army or you could decide something more funner. Maybe I could lead you on a wild goose chase, now doesn't that sound fun, we can turn the tables and make it me the one who's being chased not the wench."
He said pulling the girl closer to him with such strength that it seemed to startle her and grabbing one of her soft silvery locks in his hand and played around with it.

 

Perfect Rako thought to himself They are all here. All right where I want them. However if I am too aggressive they may stop me before I can gain their abilities. I will start off with Mixt, and then proceed to the others. Rako walked over to Mixt and touched him on the shoulder. "So, what do you think of all this?" Rako asked casually.

 

The time for action came quickly. Part way along the walkway, Cornelius came into viewing distance of the wise Ansem. He was clearly hindered by the company of the children one that he had to burden in his arms, and the other being in a struggle to walk on his own. It was here that opportunity was in full swing, this moment in which Cornelius would be able to strike. A Keyblade, bearing resemblance to a sword crafted in The Land of Dragons appeared in grip. With this blade, he thought in prayer, I shall fulfill the duties to which I have been assigned. For honor! For justice! For peace! He held the sword in front of him in one hand, the blade itself harking to a wizard’s staff. And from there, the spell of his choice emanated, a purple streak of lightning charging from the tip of the blade itself, lashing in a crackling run to Ansem’s back.

The charge was lighter, and less lethal than it could have been, as it was an attack meant to subdue, rather than to kill. All, he reminded himself, in the interest of keeping his plans in line.

Then, there was the ensuring follow through. In anticipation of an attempt at escape by the twins, he gave a wave of his Keyblade. A barrier of a dark purple glow encased Ansem, the twins, and himself. The barrier would linger for about thirty seconds at most, keeping the children from fleeing too far. The final touch was an air spell, pushing him forward with a jolt as he transitioned from a running start into a glide, expedited with the aid of the wind current at his back. The twins would be as good as his… if only he had the means to convince the, that he was there to help them. This was something that his spiritual parasite had already procured for him: a batch of heartless swarming towards the three. Thus, the action of played out heroism would begin.


“So you’re to tell me,” Renee said scathingly, “that the Light Kingdom has abandoned the crucial essence of honor in these times of war?” She leaned her face in closer to the bars of her cell. Her mouth curled into a tempting smile. “My men and I are free of the treason with which you have convicted us. We demand a trial, under the laws of the Council, established ages ago.” She paused, savoring her next words, for they, she hoped, would show, even more, the true colors of her captors. “Unless of course, you and your crew lack the integrity to maintain order in the worlds.”

 

"I think that you are in over your head if you are trying to get involved here, ..." Mixt trailed off leaving Rako to fill in his name.