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Wow, glad to see some new people commented. Thanks. Here is the next updated, and since I am SOO SORRY it took so long, I tried to make a bit longer than I usually do. Time for some evil Kairi action... hehe...
Oh and this is my first update as a premium member. WOOPEE!!!
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It was the most horrible thing Kairi had ever experienced. As the lever slid down into place, a dull click echoing around the grand hall, the dark energy, once dancing playfully, now seemed vicious, the violet sparks leaping around Kairi’s suspended body, each raging firefly of darkness biting viciously into her paling white skin. Kairi almost screamed, but the darkness seemed to slide a dark shadow over her mouth, suffocating her and halting the piercing shriek that threatened to emerge. Her eyes began to water, the sapphire tears dripping down her taught face, her red hair flurrying wildly in the swirling vortex of black power. Her hands were pinned, as if against an invisible wall behind her, unable to move and free herself, and her legs felt anchored against the harsh darkness, held tight by some demonic brace that kept her from kicking out against the terrible feeling.
“Namine,” she tried to scream, but her mouth was unable to open, forced shut by the darkness slipping around her, “Stop it! It hurts…” But the girl in the white only smiled darkly, her blue eyes starting to look oddly yellow.
“It will all be over soon,” she whispered soothingly, her voice layered with poisoned honey, each drop deadly enough to burn holes in the floor, “Just relax. Embrace the pain.” Kairi tried to push against the invisible bonds holding her, but went rigid as the darkness seem to collect at certain points, each spark readying itself as if preparing for a certain evil task. The shadowy tendrils seemed to swirl together, forming a great swirling black hole in front of Kairi. Her eyes were wet and wide with fear as she stared at the great black void before her, the shadows and sparks swirling around it like a miniature hurricane viewed from above, its dark rays seemingly glaring at Kairi with renewed rage. She could have sworn she heard a cold, feminine laugh, so unlike Namine’s soft voice erupting from the Nobody’s frame, her deep blue eyes now definitely reflecting the golden orbs of a Heartless. And with that, the dark swirl of shadows and energy let loose a blast of thrashing shadows, the torrent of darkness shooting toward her like a raging river of inky blackness, with the force of a hurricane.
The darkness ripped at her body, the continuous torrent of shadows blasting against her fragile body, pressing her against an invisible wall of blackness. She felt the inky tendrils and shadowy wind slipping beneath her clothes, their cold tough sliding smoothly over her bare skin, wrapping themselves harshly against her helpless frame, a cold burning sensation shooting up her upper torso, causing her to twist her head in her struggle to escape the pain. But it was to no avail. Goosebumps ran up her arm as the wind leapt along it like a cold tongue of Hell’s Hound, and more inky black tentacles caressed her lower abdomen ragingly, holding her tight and sliding deep within her body, jabbing into her soul as if they were butcher knives.
She saw the dark shadows crawling up her body, approaching the one thing not violated yet. She tried to struggle as the shadows crept up to her heart, but the tentacles held her as tight as darkness crept toward her heart. She whimpered as the cold feeling ran up her chest, the shadows lightly licking at her form as it prepared to make its final and most fearful attack. And it did not prepare for long.
Kairi finally let out a scream, which pierced the shadows engulfing her mouth like a sword, ringing out through the hall like a bell, as the tendrils of darkness pierced her skin, sliding disgustingly down into her body, reaching farther and farther for the one thing it craved the most. She tried struggling, but the disgusting feeling of this thing inside slowly, with dark despair, turned into sadistic pleasure. She arched her back, her eyes wild and tearing, pleading for more of this pain, this power. The darkness responded, pouring more of its shadowy evil inside of her, the dark tendril reaching her heart joined by more, pulsating within her as it bit into the core of her heart, releasing seeds of darkness within it, which immediately sprouted, spreading within her heart, once pure and faultless, now quickly becoming dark and corrupted. She closed her eyes, her breathing becoming frantic as the tendrils poured more into her, sliding into her with unending malice, the darkness flourishing inside her, and with a small moan, she felt the normal happy lightness within her body change into a dark, heavy, dull feeling. As if her entire body was becoming heavier, denser, darker…
Slowly, the darkness began to still around her, the sparks drifting softly out of existence, the strange crackling of power filling the air so much so that one could feel the energy seeping within it. Kairi slowly drifted to the ground, the strange numb feeling in her body replaced by a confident, heavy, confidence. She felt good, or not…She felt bad…
“Kairi,” whispered Namine, stepping away from the lever softly and walking toward her, “Welcome to your new life…”
But suddenly as she stepped forward, Kairi whipped out her pistol from its holster on her side, loading it in one flourish as she aimed it right between Namine’s forehead.
“Just because I’m darker, doesn’t mean I’m stupid,” she whispered, her voice cold and layered with the newfound power, “You made a big mistake by giving me this power… Heartless…” And with those icy words, she screamed, raising her left palm, which crackled with the strange dark energy, and let loose a blast of violet and blue flames, which condensed itself into a ball, smashing into Namine and sending her flying to the floor, sprawling on the ground, her white dress fluttering in the moving air.
“You never would take a hint, Princess,” whispered Namine, her voice becoming more and more dark by the second, “You forget that I have no need of a heart uncorrupted by darkness. It is simply not as tasty… However, now that your heart is full of the shadows, like everyone else…” she smiled evilly, “You are a gourmet appetizer, ready to be consumed…”
With those words she screamed, raising her hand, her yellow eyes gleaming with unmatched hunger, and dozens of black tentacles sprang from the ground, each slimy black tendril sharp as a knife, ready to slide into Kairi’s being, ready to take what had been so close before…
Kairi simply stepped back, an aura of dark flames gathering around her pistol. With a few clicks, she fired round upon round of dark bullets at the oncoming tentacles, which exploded with puffs of smoke as the bullets smashed into them. As the tentacles got nearer, Kairi only smiled, conjuring up a ball of black flames in her left hand again, and letting fly a barrage of burning missiles, each dark energy blast incinerating tentacles as it came down. Ira’s Heartless screamed as the tentacles vanished before her very eyes, and Kairi snarled, running toward her, kicking tentacles out of her way, opening fire at anything that came between her and that Heartless. The Heartless screeched as she let loose bombardments of tentacles at Kairi and her little pistol, but Kairi had a dark fire lighting her eyes up, making her blue pupils seem a lot more sinister than they had seemed only moments ago.
Within seconds, she was upon her, and Kairi let loose a dark bullet at the Heartless’s leg. She screamed, falling to the ground as Kairi stood over her, kicking her over onto her back as she stared down, gun pointed directly at her heartless body, lying panting on the ground, dark inky blood beginning to run down her leg.
“Kairi, kairi, kairi,” whispered the Heartless, its skin slowly turning back to inky black, “You always were a feisty one…”
“Shut it Heartless!” whispered Kairi, her gun firm and confident on the trigger, “I’m going to end this and when I do, Sora and I can finally go back to the way things were…”
“You’ve forgotten that things aren’t the way they were,” whispered the Heartless, clutching her leg in pain as the fiery blue flames began to spread on it, “This may be an illusion, but when you leave here, you will have experienced true darkness. You will have changed my dear, whether you have truly corrupted your heart or not. And I doubt that Sora will love this new you as much as he did the last.”
Kairi realized, slowly, that the Heartless was right. She slowly turned her gun away from her, and the Heartless smiled evilly, tentacles shooting up from the ground and ensnaring Kairi’s feet and hands, holding her still as Namine limped toward her
“You were always gullible too,” she whispered, and slowly manipulated the tendrils until the gun was facing toward Kairi’s head, “When will you ever learn?” Kairi mumbled something, resolution coming into those burning eyes, and the Heartless frowned, loosening the bonds around her mouth so as to hear her speak.
“Starting now,” she spat out, and with a great twist of her hand, she aimed the gun toward her heart, and pulled the trigger. The Heartless screamed as a single, shining gold bullet, flew from the barrel and sunk into Kairi’s heart, its purifying light shattering the tendrils around her and blasting the Heartless away, sending the entire illusion cascading into light, exploding in a cataclysm of power, as Kairi fell to her knees, her pistol dropping to the floor with a clatter as she opened her relieved eyes, each one full of the radiant blue joy that they had contained before.
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The shot rang out, shattering the blissful environment that held the King captive. He came too, leaping back from the illusion of his wife, summoning his Keyblade with a shimmering glare in his eye. The illusion of Minnie simply screamed as light energy eradicated it, causing the entire green plain to erupt in exploding light… Somehow this comforted the King as he stared at his own Keyblade, the one he had almost given up. He had failed… And it was only through this strange light and that strange shot that he was still here…
The light began to lessen, and the King suddenly found himself standing next to a bewildered Kairi, both of them standing atop a stain glassed platform, the rainbow colors dancing in the fading light. The King glanced down at Kairi’s pistol and then at her radiant blue eyes.
“Was it you?” he asked her softly, and she nodded, her eyes distant, but firm, and he turned away from her, slightly ashamed, “Thank you.”
“Don’t worry about it,” she said, turning to the King, and bending down to talk to him, “We all lose it sometimes…” She said this as if she knew what he was feeling so miserable about. As if she knew the pain ripping itself through his small, mouse body…
“It’s not my place to kill the Heartless,” Kairi whispered, standing back up and staring at the King, “That’s for you, Sora, and the others to do… I’ll fight, but you’re the ones that have to do the final blows…” Kairi thought about shooting herself in the heart and shuddered. The purification bullet she had purchased had freed her from the darkness lingering in her heart, as well as taking down the illusion in the process. She could have killed the Heartless, but she knew that Sora wouldn’t have wanted that. Sora was the one who killed Heartless. She would fight, but it wasn’t the way she rolled, so to speak…
The stained glass began fading, and the King and Kairi both smiled at each other as they felt the air turn back into the sticky black goo they had felt before… They were returning at last…
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Finally, there it is. Again, please comment, please give me thoughts, suggestions, anything, and thanks to all the people that have commented, especially my two regulars, Keyblade Smitey and sh im playin kh2.
Oh and this is my first update as a premium member. WOOPEE!!!
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It was the most horrible thing Kairi had ever experienced. As the lever slid down into place, a dull click echoing around the grand hall, the dark energy, once dancing playfully, now seemed vicious, the violet sparks leaping around Kairi’s suspended body, each raging firefly of darkness biting viciously into her paling white skin. Kairi almost screamed, but the darkness seemed to slide a dark shadow over her mouth, suffocating her and halting the piercing shriek that threatened to emerge. Her eyes began to water, the sapphire tears dripping down her taught face, her red hair flurrying wildly in the swirling vortex of black power. Her hands were pinned, as if against an invisible wall behind her, unable to move and free herself, and her legs felt anchored against the harsh darkness, held tight by some demonic brace that kept her from kicking out against the terrible feeling.
“Namine,” she tried to scream, but her mouth was unable to open, forced shut by the darkness slipping around her, “Stop it! It hurts…” But the girl in the white only smiled darkly, her blue eyes starting to look oddly yellow.
“It will all be over soon,” she whispered soothingly, her voice layered with poisoned honey, each drop deadly enough to burn holes in the floor, “Just relax. Embrace the pain.” Kairi tried to push against the invisible bonds holding her, but went rigid as the darkness seem to collect at certain points, each spark readying itself as if preparing for a certain evil task. The shadowy tendrils seemed to swirl together, forming a great swirling black hole in front of Kairi. Her eyes were wet and wide with fear as she stared at the great black void before her, the shadows and sparks swirling around it like a miniature hurricane viewed from above, its dark rays seemingly glaring at Kairi with renewed rage. She could have sworn she heard a cold, feminine laugh, so unlike Namine’s soft voice erupting from the Nobody’s frame, her deep blue eyes now definitely reflecting the golden orbs of a Heartless. And with that, the dark swirl of shadows and energy let loose a blast of thrashing shadows, the torrent of darkness shooting toward her like a raging river of inky blackness, with the force of a hurricane.
The darkness ripped at her body, the continuous torrent of shadows blasting against her fragile body, pressing her against an invisible wall of blackness. She felt the inky tendrils and shadowy wind slipping beneath her clothes, their cold tough sliding smoothly over her bare skin, wrapping themselves harshly against her helpless frame, a cold burning sensation shooting up her upper torso, causing her to twist her head in her struggle to escape the pain. But it was to no avail. Goosebumps ran up her arm as the wind leapt along it like a cold tongue of Hell’s Hound, and more inky black tentacles caressed her lower abdomen ragingly, holding her tight and sliding deep within her body, jabbing into her soul as if they were butcher knives.
She saw the dark shadows crawling up her body, approaching the one thing not violated yet. She tried to struggle as the shadows crept up to her heart, but the tentacles held her as tight as darkness crept toward her heart. She whimpered as the cold feeling ran up her chest, the shadows lightly licking at her form as it prepared to make its final and most fearful attack. And it did not prepare for long.
Kairi finally let out a scream, which pierced the shadows engulfing her mouth like a sword, ringing out through the hall like a bell, as the tendrils of darkness pierced her skin, sliding disgustingly down into her body, reaching farther and farther for the one thing it craved the most. She tried struggling, but the disgusting feeling of this thing inside slowly, with dark despair, turned into sadistic pleasure. She arched her back, her eyes wild and tearing, pleading for more of this pain, this power. The darkness responded, pouring more of its shadowy evil inside of her, the dark tendril reaching her heart joined by more, pulsating within her as it bit into the core of her heart, releasing seeds of darkness within it, which immediately sprouted, spreading within her heart, once pure and faultless, now quickly becoming dark and corrupted. She closed her eyes, her breathing becoming frantic as the tendrils poured more into her, sliding into her with unending malice, the darkness flourishing inside her, and with a small moan, she felt the normal happy lightness within her body change into a dark, heavy, dull feeling. As if her entire body was becoming heavier, denser, darker…
Slowly, the darkness began to still around her, the sparks drifting softly out of existence, the strange crackling of power filling the air so much so that one could feel the energy seeping within it. Kairi slowly drifted to the ground, the strange numb feeling in her body replaced by a confident, heavy, confidence. She felt good, or not…She felt bad…
“Kairi,” whispered Namine, stepping away from the lever softly and walking toward her, “Welcome to your new life…”
But suddenly as she stepped forward, Kairi whipped out her pistol from its holster on her side, loading it in one flourish as she aimed it right between Namine’s forehead.
“Just because I’m darker, doesn’t mean I’m stupid,” she whispered, her voice cold and layered with the newfound power, “You made a big mistake by giving me this power… Heartless…” And with those icy words, she screamed, raising her left palm, which crackled with the strange dark energy, and let loose a blast of violet and blue flames, which condensed itself into a ball, smashing into Namine and sending her flying to the floor, sprawling on the ground, her white dress fluttering in the moving air.
“You never would take a hint, Princess,” whispered Namine, her voice becoming more and more dark by the second, “You forget that I have no need of a heart uncorrupted by darkness. It is simply not as tasty… However, now that your heart is full of the shadows, like everyone else…” she smiled evilly, “You are a gourmet appetizer, ready to be consumed…”
With those words she screamed, raising her hand, her yellow eyes gleaming with unmatched hunger, and dozens of black tentacles sprang from the ground, each slimy black tendril sharp as a knife, ready to slide into Kairi’s being, ready to take what had been so close before…
Kairi simply stepped back, an aura of dark flames gathering around her pistol. With a few clicks, she fired round upon round of dark bullets at the oncoming tentacles, which exploded with puffs of smoke as the bullets smashed into them. As the tentacles got nearer, Kairi only smiled, conjuring up a ball of black flames in her left hand again, and letting fly a barrage of burning missiles, each dark energy blast incinerating tentacles as it came down. Ira’s Heartless screamed as the tentacles vanished before her very eyes, and Kairi snarled, running toward her, kicking tentacles out of her way, opening fire at anything that came between her and that Heartless. The Heartless screeched as she let loose bombardments of tentacles at Kairi and her little pistol, but Kairi had a dark fire lighting her eyes up, making her blue pupils seem a lot more sinister than they had seemed only moments ago.
Within seconds, she was upon her, and Kairi let loose a dark bullet at the Heartless’s leg. She screamed, falling to the ground as Kairi stood over her, kicking her over onto her back as she stared down, gun pointed directly at her heartless body, lying panting on the ground, dark inky blood beginning to run down her leg.
“Kairi, kairi, kairi,” whispered the Heartless, its skin slowly turning back to inky black, “You always were a feisty one…”
“Shut it Heartless!” whispered Kairi, her gun firm and confident on the trigger, “I’m going to end this and when I do, Sora and I can finally go back to the way things were…”
“You’ve forgotten that things aren’t the way they were,” whispered the Heartless, clutching her leg in pain as the fiery blue flames began to spread on it, “This may be an illusion, but when you leave here, you will have experienced true darkness. You will have changed my dear, whether you have truly corrupted your heart or not. And I doubt that Sora will love this new you as much as he did the last.”
Kairi realized, slowly, that the Heartless was right. She slowly turned her gun away from her, and the Heartless smiled evilly, tentacles shooting up from the ground and ensnaring Kairi’s feet and hands, holding her still as Namine limped toward her
“You were always gullible too,” she whispered, and slowly manipulated the tendrils until the gun was facing toward Kairi’s head, “When will you ever learn?” Kairi mumbled something, resolution coming into those burning eyes, and the Heartless frowned, loosening the bonds around her mouth so as to hear her speak.
“Starting now,” she spat out, and with a great twist of her hand, she aimed the gun toward her heart, and pulled the trigger. The Heartless screamed as a single, shining gold bullet, flew from the barrel and sunk into Kairi’s heart, its purifying light shattering the tendrils around her and blasting the Heartless away, sending the entire illusion cascading into light, exploding in a cataclysm of power, as Kairi fell to her knees, her pistol dropping to the floor with a clatter as she opened her relieved eyes, each one full of the radiant blue joy that they had contained before.
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The shot rang out, shattering the blissful environment that held the King captive. He came too, leaping back from the illusion of his wife, summoning his Keyblade with a shimmering glare in his eye. The illusion of Minnie simply screamed as light energy eradicated it, causing the entire green plain to erupt in exploding light… Somehow this comforted the King as he stared at his own Keyblade, the one he had almost given up. He had failed… And it was only through this strange light and that strange shot that he was still here…
The light began to lessen, and the King suddenly found himself standing next to a bewildered Kairi, both of them standing atop a stain glassed platform, the rainbow colors dancing in the fading light. The King glanced down at Kairi’s pistol and then at her radiant blue eyes.
“Was it you?” he asked her softly, and she nodded, her eyes distant, but firm, and he turned away from her, slightly ashamed, “Thank you.”
“Don’t worry about it,” she said, turning to the King, and bending down to talk to him, “We all lose it sometimes…” She said this as if she knew what he was feeling so miserable about. As if she knew the pain ripping itself through his small, mouse body…
“It’s not my place to kill the Heartless,” Kairi whispered, standing back up and staring at the King, “That’s for you, Sora, and the others to do… I’ll fight, but you’re the ones that have to do the final blows…” Kairi thought about shooting herself in the heart and shuddered. The purification bullet she had purchased had freed her from the darkness lingering in her heart, as well as taking down the illusion in the process. She could have killed the Heartless, but she knew that Sora wouldn’t have wanted that. Sora was the one who killed Heartless. She would fight, but it wasn’t the way she rolled, so to speak…
The stained glass began fading, and the King and Kairi both smiled at each other as they felt the air turn back into the sticky black goo they had felt before… They were returning at last…
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Finally, there it is. Again, please comment, please give me thoughts, suggestions, anything, and thanks to all the people that have commented, especially my two regulars, Keyblade Smitey and sh im playin kh2.
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