A friend and I have been doing a RP for a while now, and it has been scattered across several threads on two different sites. It started as a group story (about fast food of all things ) but then it transformed into something else entirely.

 

We request that nobody join in this RP or post anything on this thread; if you wanna say how awesome we are, message us some other way.

 

Um...You're free to read this for fun if you want to, but this thread has major Birth By Sleep spoilers. And since we've been doing this for a while, we will probably refer to things we've done in the past and you will have no idea what we're talking about. So if you want to save yourself from confusion, then you probably wanna stay away. If not, hey, whatever.

 

The plot was discussed and posted on another website, but here's a quick summary of the whole thing: It's the return of Xehanort.

 

Characters:

Peanut: Sora, Namine, Leon, Aerith, King Mickey, Terra, Ventus, Xehanort, etc.

Forever Love: Riku, Kairi, Roxas, Yuffie, Aqua, Vanitus, Tron, etc.

 

I believe I've said everything that needs to be said...Forever Love, let's get this show on the road, eh?

"Show us the exit and we'll do just that," Lightning said lowly, keeping her grip on her gunblade even if it was still in its case. They were looking for a way out of this realm, so if they wanted them to leave, they would happily oblige. None of them felt like getting into a conflict, especially not when at least she, Kairi, and Namine were weaker than usual. She hated this, being a liability.

"We would, but we've been given orders to bring you with us," Jeremy said, remembering the mission. Their boss wasn't happy about the intrusion on his battles at the coliseum, but this was the only thing they could do about it. "You're coming with us. If you want an exit, you'll have to ask for his permission."

 

"I don't need anyone's permission to do anything," Riku spat, his eyes narrowing as he glared at Jeremy. "You can forget taking any of us. It won't be happening, so take a walk." He was done talking; he just wanted to go home.

"You really think you're in a position to tell us what to do?" Mandy asked with an arched brow, taking a step closer to Roxas and Namine and pointing her Keyblade at the latter. "You're out matched in every way possible. You want to live to see the sunset? You're the ones who do the walking, with us, without a fight." It was that simple.

Roxas summoned both of his Keyblades to his hands, putting one in front of Namine to guard her from Mandy's blade, the other pointing at her as he stood on his feet. "I could say the same for you," he piped. "Lower the weapon."

 

"Oooh, a dual-wielder," Grace said with a small smile, lifting an eyebrow. "I'm sure our Master will be happy with you." They hadn't seen a dual-wielder in centuries, so it would be a wonderful sight for the people within the coliseum.

Timothy stepped past Sora while he was focused on Adam, quick and concise with his actions. "Put down your weapons," he said lowly to Roxas, the tip of his Keyblade against the teen's back and pointed right at his heart. "You can't win in this realm." The warriors of Light were weak here, just like the warriors of Darkness would have been weak in their realm. The thought almost made him shudder. No way was he ever going to that wretched realm.

Roxas grunted at the blade against his back, glancing out of the corner of his eye as if to glare at the person pointing his weapon at him. He ground his teeth together, his grasp on his Keyblades tightening before he willed them to disappear, his hands instead forming fists. I'm sorry, Namine.

 

Kairi was still weak, but she heard everything that was going on. "...Sora," she whispered fearfully, not liking any of this. It felt like the Darkness was killing her because it was so strong, and that nearly happened the last time she was so close to it, all those years ago. She didn't want it happening again, but what could she do? She was too weak to do anything.

Sora glanced back at Kairi, hearing her pained tone. But if they didn't avoid a confrontation here, then she would be in physical pain as well, caused by these Keybladers. It didn't seem like they purposely were creating a fight, though; they could have attacked them and wounded them already if they wanted to. "...We'll go with you."

Riku glanced over his shoulder at Sora, a frustrated look on his face. However, he then focused forward, seeing that Jeremy was at full strength and ready to fight, as were the other Dark Keybladers. He summoned his weapon away regretfully, releasing a sigh. "Whatever," he mumbled. Let's get this over with.

Mandy kept her blade out, though she lowered it and looked to the blonde girl who was still on her knees. "Need somebody to carry you?" she asked rudely, receiving a glare from the girl. She was serious, though; they needed to get these guys back to their master right away. He was looking for some people to participate in today's competitions, and some of these people looked like decent fighters. Obviously not the blonde, though.

Roxas glared at Mandy, his eyes on hers. "I'll do it," he said tightly. Nobody else would touch her but him. She was his and his only. "Besides, if I carry her, you won't have to worry about me fighting back, now will you?" He looked from Mandy to Jeremy, catching the guy's eye.

 

Jeremy smirked, shrugging. "He makes a valid point. Go on." He motioned for the blond to pick up the girl, that way they could get a move on. They didn't have time to mess around.

Timothy took his blade away from Roxas's back, taking a few steps back as well. He and Adam would take the rear of the group and make sure nobody made a run for it, not that he thought they would. They seemed to have a bit of common sense by coming with without a fight.

 

Lightning exhaled a soft breath, taking her hand away from her weapon and setting it on her knee instead. She carefully started to push herself up, though she felt unsteady because the Darkness from these teens made the air even thicker than it was before. She hoped that she could walk on her own, because she didn't want to be carried into an area as a captive; that would make her feel weaker than she already was.

Jeremy waited until the spiky blond had a hold of the girl, now carrying her bridal style. "Good, let's go," he said, turning around and starting forward through the forest. He would lead, the captives would follow, and his comrades would make sure no one made a run for it. If they did, they died.

 

Kairi wasn't sure what was going on, but she clung to Sora as he held her on his back. She didn't want to be weak, but there was nothing she could do. This world was full of Darkness, and her heart just wasn't strong enough for it.

Namine caught Sora turn around out of the corner of her eye, starting forward with Kairi. The two tailing him started walking as well, and Namine felt her headache intensify when they were closer to her. She shut her eyes and turned her head in Roxas's shoulder, cutting off the short whimper that left her lips. It's so much worse when they're around...

Roxas heard the whimper, and he looked down at Namine before bringing her closer to his chest. It's going to be alright, he wanted to say. But if he spoke, their captors would turn on him and interrogate him...or worse. He wasn't willing to take that chance.

Lightning glared down at the ground as she walked, hands curled into weak fists. The weakness was coming back and every step felt like a challenge now. She almost felt like she would pass out because of the Darkness, but she wasn't willing to succumb to her weakness. This place they were going to...It couldn't have been much further away. She and her friends had already walked a considerable distance on this world.

Riku walked a few feet behind Jeremy for a while, though he glanced over at Lightning every few minutes to see if she was doing alright. He hated seeing her so weak; it made him want nothing more than to hold her and tell her it was going to be okay. He couldn't do that. If he made the wrong move, he could regret it. His aqua eyes darted up to a large building as they left the forest, stepping out of the trees. It reminded him of Olympus Coliseum, and when he heard cheers from the inside, he knew why. This world was similar, but darker.

Sora looked up at the large building, seeing that the wall was high. The whole area looked like a stadium to him. He was led into the building with his group, all of them turning to start up a few flights of stairs. He didn't know what was up above, but they would find out in a few minutes. He thought he felt some of the Darkness lessen for some reason he didn't know, but he was okay with that. Kairi couldn't take much more of this.

 

A man stood in the room at the top of the stairs, hands clasped behind his back as he looked out the glass balcony to the arena down below. A man was currently fighting one of their beasts, and the crowd was drinking up the entertainment like they always did. But he was wondering where his Keyblade warriors were; they were supposed to bring back fresh meat.

Jeremy reached the top of the stairs, seeing two guards standing watch outside a large door that led to where his Master was. "'Scuse us," he said, flashing a smile at the guards. They nodded to him and he pushed the door open eagerly, happy that they finally made it back with their captives. "Master Zant," he called with a smile, seeing his boss just ahead, looking out the balcony. "We've got your fresh meat right here."

 

Riku followed Jeremy in, though his eyebrows pulled together at the name. Fresh meat? What was that supposed to mean?

Zant turned around, the husky man smiling at how many were brought in. "What a motley group," he said in amusement, taking a few steps towards them and examining them with dark eyes. "I see some Keyblade wielders from the Realm of Light...Some Nobodies...A Princess." He arched a brow at Kairi then, surprised at just how diverse this group was. But there was one person he couldn't put into the categories above. He furrowed his eyebrows, looking to the one who had a visible weapon. "And this misfit." Who was she, and why was she associated with Keyblade wielders?

 

Lightning felt a glare come on, seeing Zant studying her. He was big in build, and intimidating. Not to her, but to others, he would be. His slick black hair and dark brown eyes seemed to get across the blackness in his heart, something Lightning knew existed just based on what he said. He had power all right, if he could tell what they were right from the start. No wonder he was in charge.

Roxas's eyebrows pulled together when Zant called him and Namine Nobodies. He knew that was what they were, but he hadn't been called that in a very, very long time. And he didn't miss it. He tightened his hold on the girl he loved at the look in Zant's eyes, the blond not liking this one bit.

 

Riku glared at Zant when he called Light a misfit, his hands curling into tighter fists. "And who are you exactly?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow. He could tell this guy had power, given how he knew their titles by just a glance. Riku had seen worse, however, at least in size and intimidation. He didn't doubt that Kairi and Namine would be afraid; he was sure whoever this guy was would see that too. That was why the rest of them were going to stand up to him and show that they couldn't be messed with.

"The ruler of this world, and the keeper of peace in the Dark Realm," Zant responded matter-of-factly, shifting his gaze to the Keyblader who stood right by the misfit. "My warriors are trained to bring in criminals and intruders like yourselves to face justice in the public eye." Their justice was different than most worlds, because all the justice was provided in the arena. Fights to the death, all to keep the people pleased. Whatever kept them in submission was fine by him; it was the same with his warriors.

"There's no such thing as 'peace' in the Dark Realm," Riku said, frowning as he glared at the "ruler of this world". "People like you just like to reek havoc in the Realm of Light." Riku may have been a person of Darkness at one time, and he wasn't sure if this guy could see it, but he hated the people that belonged here. He knew personally how nasty they could get, and he held a strong dislike towards them. This would be no different.

"I've never stepped foot in your wretched realm, nor tried to harm it," Zant said sternly, glaring at the Keyblader in front of him. "Believe what you will, but things are not always as you expect them to be, Warrior of the Realm of Light." He stared at him, daring him to say something else. But if he had nothing to say, then Zant would just continue. He had some inquiries he wanted to make with this group.

"You must be an ignorant ruler then," Riku said, his eyes locked on those of Zant's. "I never specifically said you hurt our world. I said people like you, and you're also wrong for another reason." He frowned, his eyes turning icy. "If you didn't want to hurt our Realm, then why was there a portal located in one of our worlds? One that brought us here?" There was no way this guy could deny that he did set foot in their Realm; there was proof.

Zant's eyes turned icy as well, seeing defiance in the young man's eyes. "I know nothing of any portal," he lied smoothly. "But now I'm going to be the one asking questions. Why are Nobodies in your company?" He glanced from Riku to Sora, expecting one of them to answer. They were the two true Keyblade wielders he sensed in the group, even if one of the Nobodies and the Princess could hold the weapon as well. Nobodies were worth nothing to him, and he would exterminate them in due time. They were an abomination to him and his people, period.