...You mean that Xehanort made those programs out of... HEARTS?
It wasn't exactly like that, although I can say that hearts indeed had something to do with it.
The following chapter is the first part of the finale of Braig's mini-arc and I dare say that after all this is said and done people may look forward to what eventually will happen when Sora & co. finally return to Radiant Garden.
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LVIII. A final decision - Part I
"Can it be? That's the motto of the Originator, our creator..." Scylla looked suspiciously at Braig before only barely dodging another attack from Rinzler.
Charybdis, located nearer to Braig, bent down on one knee. "So you're in league with the Originator. What's thy bidding?"
"Better, much better. Well, the bidding, yeah, uh...of course, the "Originator" wants the entire black box removed from here to be brought into safe storage." Braig answered, certainly a bit flattered with suddenly having command over the two hybrid programs.
Sark Z had again connected his data card to steal data from the black box while Tron and CLU exchanged heavy blows, both too occupied with each other to notice yet what had unfolded.
Scylla still had to defend herself from Rinzler's continuous attacks, but between one dodging backflip and a counter swing with her weapon, she also voiced her obedience to Braig.
"If you have the motto in that device, there must also be a routine to activate the inner security of the partition and the reformatting of the whole system." Charybdis declared towards Braig.
"Is that so? Well, let's see...ah, found it."
Signalling her to follow him, Braig advanced on Sark Z.
"Watch out!" Dillinger snarled.
"As if, time to finally shut up." Braig shot back as he typed something on the keyboard of the mini computer that resulted in a flash coming from the gateway that hit Dillinger's floating screen beside Sark Z's shoulder.
The image immediately began to flicker.
"What? No, the connection starts to collapse." Dillinger was clearly upset.
Sark Z turned around and reactivated his Light Sword.
"You're starting to annoy me."
"Same!" Braig retorted as he dodged two swings and then placed a well aimed hit directly in the program's face with his arrowgun's hilt.
With a pained howl Sark Z tumbled backwards, ripping the data card out of the terminal in the process as Dillinger's screen faded completely.
Braig turned to Charybdis after connecting his mini computer.
"Go all out on that annoying fellow, it doesn't matter if you force him to retreat or destroy him!"
"As you wish." She answered and swung her fan around, immediately advancing on Sark Z.
Tron's and CLU's movements looked almost like they were a choreography, but were in fact all out attempts to eliminate each other.
It ended prematurely with both hitting each other hard with their discs in one shoulder, catapulting them apart.
"You're better than the original Tron was, I admit. Becoming the system control of the Hollow Bastion system apparently increased your functions quite a bit." CLU declared with an ounce of respect in his tone.
"It's not only that." Tron retorted with grim determination, going again into battle stance. "It's also all the strength I gained through the tasks I accomplished with Sora, Donald, Goofy and the other users, we defeated the MCP together and through them I learned that there are much more important things than merely power and functions."
"Hmph, you're sounding almost like a user. How pathetic. Preach your belief in allies and friends all you want, but there aren't any around here right now to help you." CLU remained unfazed.
Before any more words could be exchanged, Tron was suddenly tackled by a flying Sark Z while CLU was thrown off his feet by Rinzler crashing into him.
"What the heck?"
"Ha, ha, ha, it's over now!" Scylla cackled as she stood together with Charybdis before them, both girls surrounded by a glowing aura in their circuit color.
"Their power increased even more, the black box has been opened and the system is losing stability..." Tron shouted alarmed as he noticed Braig standing at the terminal.
"...what are you doing, user?"
Braig turned towards him with a stern face.
"Well, yea, it seems that it is time to show off my true colors after all. Y'know, I work for the guy who created this black box in the first place."
"You WHAT?"
"Ha, ha, ha, ha. Now that's just precious. Tron, the friend of the users, gets betrayed by a user!" CLU couldn't help but laugh loudly at this development.
Tron deliberately ignored him.
"But why? After all you proclaimed to protect the system you would now risk its destruction deliberately?"
"Heh, as if, my goal was always to just get the black box, destroying the system comes in handy with the need to leave no witnesses, if you get what I mean."
"So you deceived me from the start..."
"Precisely. Now don't take it personal though, as it hasn't really anything to do with you yourself." Braig declared and pushed another button on his mini computer.
The ground began to tremble and grid-like patterns lit up on walls, floor and ceilings in different places.
"The system corruption is expanding, four I/O-Towers are already totally destroyed." Sark Z barked.
"Damn, looks like the operation is after all a failure." CLU grunted with gritted teeth, shooting Braig a hateful glance.
Rinzler tapped him on the shoulder, pointing towards the exit of the hall.
"He's right, we should retreat before we're corrupted as well." Sark Z agreed.
"As if. As I said, leaving witnesses is sadly not an option." Braig interrupted and as if it was an order, Scylla and Charybdis jumped over CLU, Sark Z and Rinzler to block the way out.
"Out of the way, you pile of trash data!" CLU snarled and raised his disc, Rinzler also following with his double discs while Sark Z brandished his disc and the Light Sword.
Right now, this traitor of a user is the greatest danger. I cannot seriously damage him as by my directives, but I must incapacitate him to save the system.
With these thoughts, Tron advanced on Braig.
"CLU, we will settle this sometime later. I will stop the threat from this user, you take your intruders and leave this system!" He yelled at CLU.
At these words, Rinzler shortly stared intensely at Tron but due to his mask no one was able to see his expression.
"For once we may agree on something. Rinzler! Sark Z! We leave!" CLU declared firmly as he jumped over a slash of Scylla's scythe and kicked her against the wall.
Sark Z blocked a strike of Charybdis' fan so that Rinzler could surprise her with a sweeping low kick in the kneecaps followed by a strike with both discs in the back.
"I will make you stop this." Tron jumped over two shots of Braig's arrowguns and elbowed him directly in the chest, forcing him towards the gateway of the blackbox.
"As if...it's already too late." Braig sneered with a mean grin.
With the same ferocity as the entrance of Scylla and Charybdis, another storm of lighting bolts, this time in red and purple, came forth from the gateway blasting Tron back into the middle of the hall.
The girls used the same moment to unleash another storm of lightning from their hands in cyan and lime-green, throwing CLU, Sark Z and Rinzler back into the middle of the hall from the other side as well.
"Whoa, now that was a blast." Braig whistled impressed.
"Ha, now you'll be acquainted with our younger brothers." Scylla giggled.
"B...Brothers? Whoa..."
Braig jumped in surprise as he noticed that there were suddenly standing two boys right and left beside him, clad in the same dark armor and black cape, only their circuitry and eyes being blood red and purple instead of lime-green and cyan.
Different to the girls, they had their hoods down and instead of the jet black hair color they sported the same as their circuit-color and were at least one head smaller as their "sisters"
I guess it's idiotic to estimate "age" in a program, but since they're human-like it fits nonetheless. Scylla and Charybdis look like they're in their early twenties, but these guys look younger. They look to be around the same age as Key-kiddo and his goons, so I would guess them to be between fourteen and sixteen.
"Did we startle you, pirate captain?" The red-haired boy asked with a wry grin.
"Tartarus, shut up! How do you address your Master?" The purple-haired intejected angrily.
"Pirate captain? As if, red kiddo!" Braig answered, one arrowgun draped over his shoulder.
Tron, Sark Z, CLU and Rinzler were just slowly getting up to their feet again, dazed from the quadruple lightning storm.
"Two more of those..." Sark Z huffed in disbelief.
"This is getting really problematic." CLU snarled, obviously more angry than hurt.
"Your big mouth will certainly get you in big trouble someday, Tarti." Scylla scolded the red-haired boy from afar.
"I told you to not call me that!!!" He yelled back, summoning a giant two-handed broadsword with one hand.
"Enough!"
The other boy summoned also a scythe, but unlike Scylla's this one looked more organic, like if it was made of bones and had a glowing purple blade.
He swung the weapon with the blunt side and hit his brother over the head with it.
"Indeed, purple kiddo is correct. This has gone long enough." Braig interfered, stepping forward.
"The name's Abyss, what are your orders, Master?"
The boy bowed before Braig, ignoring the nickname completely.
"I will now secure the black box's data. You four dispose of those four over there!" He ordered as he pointed over to Tron, CLU, Sark Z and Rinzler.
"Gotcha. Can we use our advanced forms for it?" Tartarus asked eagerly as Abyss rolled his eyes while both Scylla and Charybdis giggled.
"Uh? What?" Braig looked a bit befuddled.
What the heck is this brat talking about? But whatever, if they get things done...
"If you deem it necessary, be my guest. Just don't destroy
everything here until the data is secured and I made my leave."
"No issue with that,
pirate captain." Tartarus quipped as he swung his broadsword around and advanced on Tron.
"He's really asking for trouble it seems." Abyss sighed as he raised his scythe and jumped towards CLU.
"Time to end this charade!" Scylla declared and immediately attacked Rinzler.
"That leaves you dustbin to me..." Charybdis grunted as she swung her fan to release an energy blast at Sark Z.
Barely dodging, Sark Z had a look of worry on his face for the first time.
The connection to Dillinger is broken and the activation of that procedure in the black box apparently strengthens those weird hybrids. We MUST disengage!
Rinzler jumped elegantly on the blade of Scylla's scythe as she swung it towards him and kicked her in the face, but with no apparent effect.
Tron had to frantically dodge several swings of Tartarus' broadsword who advanced on him with a certain amount of excitement that bordered on bloodlust while Abyss had used the momentum of his jump to swirl his own scythe like a propeller and released several purple energy blasts towards CLU.
He simply swatted away two of the blasts with his disc, dodged two more and proceeded to jump up to meet the purple-haired boy in the air.
"Is that all you got?" CLU shot at him, obviously angry by now, and punched him heavily in the abdomen.
Abyss didn't even flinch and just locked his purple eyes with CLU's sporting a nearly emotionless expression.
"That question is better directed at you, I'm afraid!"
A big purple, spherical shockwave emanated from within Abyss, blasting CLU back.
"What the...?"
Performing a backflip in the air CLU landed safely on his feet a few metres away, but the sight before him made him gasp.
Abyss' appearance had completely changed to a demonic looking skeletal figure with big horns and red muscle tissue visible on several parts like arms and legs, similar to the design of his scythe.
His shoulderblades were so enlarged they almost looked like small bony wings or shoulder gauntlets and at the center of his chest was a pulsating black sphere surrounded by purple lightning bolts.
CLU couldn't help but be partially impressed.
He looks very similar to, what do users call it? The Grim Reaper, yes, that was its name.
The purple eyes had taken on an eerie glimmering glow and from the sides of his head spread two more horns.
The monster let out a roar that caused another shockwave from the sheer power of the sound.
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