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Post by Vanitas on Mar 11, 2011 22:04:02 GMT -5
Damn it. DAMN IT. The final blow was still fresh in his mind now. How could he have lost like that to the idiot. He remembered frantically reaching out to the X-blade only to fail to reach it. He'd never felt so hopeless and scared. He'd lost everything that day. Now he was nothing again wasn't he? He opened his eyes to find the same blank dark void as before. He scowled and started walking forward not really caring that he wouldn't end up anywhere. Still he thought about the blonde and it annoyed him. Why did he think about him so much? Did he actually miss the blonde idiot? He chuckled that was impossible he needed no one. He was a little startled when he took a step and the darkness broke away like birds revealing a glass platform.
"What the heck is this?" Vanitas asked.
Free from your strings what will you do puppet?
"I'm no one's puppet," Vanitas spat back He scowled and started to walk away only to stop. He was free now wasn't he so what would he do?
Will you find a new purpose or be sucked in by your past one?
Did he still want the X-Blade? He had always been doing what Master Xehanort wanted but now he was free. What did he want most of all? He sighed rubbing his forehead a little. All he could think of was seeing the blonde again but did he even want to see him again after that day. He glanced up to find a door had appeared before him now.
Beyond this door lies what you seek. Cherish it and hold it close
Vanitas then grasped the door handle and flung it open to be blinded by a bright light. Opening his eyes while blinking he found himself in the Graveyard of Keyblades where he had met his end. His dark suit faded and crumbled away revealing raggy torn clothes. He stumbled forward and fell to his knees. What was he supposed to do now?
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Post by Ventus-A.K.A Twisty- on Mar 17, 2011 10:46:24 GMT -5
Ventus looked around, his chest hurt, getting his heart back had actually hurt a little bit though he would not tell anyone that, it was none of their business and as far as he was concerned they really didnt' need to know. It was just that way and nothing was about to make it change. He would have to make the best of what he had here, and hope the pain in his chest would end. It might have had to do with Terra and Aqua he wanted to see them again though he was not sure if he would even have nor get that chance to see him again. She was around he knew it, he could feel it, but he felt like Terra was nowhere to be found and it was ticking him off just the slightest bit at the moment. He just wanted his life to go back to the way it had been before all of this had happened to him, that was just who he was and how he always was.
He thought he felt Vanitas, that was never a good thing, and when he saw him he shivered, this was not going to end well. He did not want to fight him here not now, not ever it would make the x-blade again. He had just gotten back, he did not wish to die again just for that thing, if there was a way they could use it together and get rid of the darkness even for just awhile it would be fine by him. Not that it would happen to get that way he knew that all to well.
He was just trying not to believe it, he wanted to think that even Vanitas could change, not that the others would understand that or trust him at all right. That was just the way it had all turned out. He stopped and raced to the boy's side, the keyblade was in his hand, though he was not sure if this was a good idea. The boy looked like he as in pain. "Vanitas?" he wanted to see if he was alright but if they had to fight then so be it he did not mind anymore.
'I do not want to fight him but if i have to I will...' That was how he was, and what he would end up saying more then ever now. |
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Post by Vanitas on Mar 17, 2011 20:00:55 GMT -5
Vanitas looked up when he felt a familiar presence. "Ventus," Vanitas muttered looking down again. He noticed the keyblade in his hand and smirked. Had he come to finish him off already. "I suppose I deserve that then. After all I've done I deserve to be erased right? Someone like me could never change I suppose!" He laughed and stood up glancing around the keyblade graveyard now. He then glanced up at the sky where kingdom hearts had appeared once. He had been thwarted in his attempt to make the X-blade and obviously Master xehanort had failed too. He smirked eyeing his own keyblade Void Gear now and then slammed it into the ground. He didn't feel much like fighting right now he was tired and exhausted.
"So I see you returned then as well," Vanitas said with a smirk. They had things to settle now things to talk about. The blonde would no doubt try to see if he had changed. Maybe he had a little bit now that he was free. Without a purpose he wasn't sure what he would do now. He sighed and grabbed his keyblade and pulled it out of the ground. He was about to say something else when he saw a flash and shoved Ventus aside blocking a strike. He blinked and then did a double take at his opponent. It was his remnant wearing it's helmet and silver black darksuit. Where had it come from and why was it here? He then summoned his own darksuit minus his helmet and took a fighting stance. It seemed talking would have to wait until later.
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Post by Ventus-A.K.A Twisty- on Mar 23, 2011 11:01:22 GMT -5
Ventus was not here to kill this person unless he really had to, Vanitas could make his own choices and he was not about to let anything go wrong here it would not help if he made a mistake here. He stopped and just looked at him wondering if this boy would say anything or try to attack him. That was just how the life was, and he knew it one way or another. He wanted to just make friends not enemies for once though he had more friends then he had before. It made him wonder what had happened to them they weren't here very often and he was not sure he had been sleeping for a long time. 'Vanitas are you still as dark as you were...' He did know that even the dark ones could change it was just how hard they worked, and what they might do. He did not know if this was about to end well for him, or anyone anymore.
"you can change Vanitas even you it's just that you don't seem to want to so no one bothers to try with you..." not that Ven would be that way, he tried to help everyone he had not known about Vanitas's situation before and he just wanted to save his friends. A lot of rage towards Vanitas had been built up and it was still there now he was just not sure what to do with it anymore was he. He did want to have faith in this boy, but he had tried to kill him and that was not something that was easily ignored he knew it all to well.
Ventus moved to stand by Vanitas, he would fight the remnant by his side for the moment, since the boy had pushed him out of the way it was not something he had expected but he had to worry about that later. "Focus Ventus this isn't about the x-blade..." he summoned wayward wind, holding it as he always did and glared at the remnant. |
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Post by Vanitas on Mar 28, 2011 14:07:16 GMT -5
"Heh I suppose that's true blondie," Vanitas replied. It wasn't like he had wanted help before. He had served Master Xehanort back then. Had no free will of his own only living to fulfill the old man's dreams and ambitions. Now here he was free able to do as he pleased. His life had been about killing the blonde and making the X-blade hadn't it? Now he had no purpose and he had no clue what he wanted to do with his freedom. The blonde didnt seem to happy but at least he'd help him fight the remnant. He charged in and struck first only to be blocked with the same move. This was his remnant after all so it would be anything but easy to defeat. Maybe this was a test or something for him. He'd be more than happy to fight the remnant even if it wasn't.
"Least when I returned I got a welcoming party," Vanitas replied jokingly. He then glanced to the blonde and smirked. Least he was here to help not that he'd ever admit he needed help he was just too prideful for that. He charged forward head-on watching as his remnant did the same. He then phased behind it and turned to strike it's back only to watch it do the same and strike him across his back. He staggered forward growling and fell to a knee. This was going to be a long fight indeed at this rate.
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