You awake for the first time. You try to recall what has brought you here, but nothing comes to mind. You see others around you, also waking up for the first time. Confused, you sit up as a voice echoes all around you.

 

Ladies and Gentlemen,

Boys and Girls,

Welcome to the Amnesia Games!

You have been allowed to remember three things

Your name

Your goal in life

And your skills in combat

And some of you don't even have one of those!

I have brought you here

From all over the omniverse

You each have an interesting story

But none of you know it

Because I have taken your memories

And the only way to get them back

Is to play my little game

So have fun

I'll be in touch

 

And the voice goes silent.

 

Mission 1: Interact with each other! Find out everybody else's name. One memory will go to each group at the end of the mission.

 

Renton 'Ren' Kisaragi, Neena Mors, Switch, and Noah Himitsu awake in a dense forest.

 

Walter Evergreen, Joshua Akira, Dom Locke, and Bronshu Wes awake near a bubbling spring in a flower meadow.

 

Morgan Etiam Vinctum, Mes Orem, Wolf, and Rexon Wrexx awake in a desert, sand blowing and sun shining.

 

Sylar awakes at a snow-covered mountaintop, all alone.

Sighing quite down and hungry, Bronshu says:  "So much for a hearty meal.  Weird.  It feels like I went through this in the Reapers Game."  Hearing Nikolai regarding walking, he responds:  "If you think this is bad you would hate the Reapers Game.  Not only would you walk around a lot in one city, you'd sometimes have to go to the same place multiple times, AND often with a time limit."  Performing one final stretch he grabs onto whatever fruit he could get and starts treading towards the beacon at the mountain.

 

"Guess it's time to go.  Better get to it then."  Rexon says.  He beings following the others and heads into the jungle.

Rija looked to Robert, and smiled. "Morning. There are some eggs and pancakes in the kitchen. Take as much as you like, there's plenty to go around." She told him. Neena exited the kitchen herself, carrying a heaping pile of eggs with furikake. Furikake was like her ketchup, she put it on everything. This was the first campsite that actually had some, and it tasted so good. Then Neena noticed the newcomer. That familiar stench. A blade of darkness materialized flew towards his throat.

"Damned keyblader, what are you doing here?!" She yelled at him. Rija immediately ran over to Neena.

"Hey! Chill out!" She tried to calm the bloodthirsty girl down. Neena began to shake her head... and then remembered.

 

A past Neena came out of a dark corridor, into a lobby of sorts. Inside the lobby were a few other people, including a hooded man and a desk to sign up. She signed herself in, and left to go to her room, still thinking about the hooded man. Later, in the stands of a grand arena, two men were fighting, one with a metal suit, and the other captured by darkness. She sat alongside the hooded man from before. She remembered him as Jason. They chatted for a while, betting on the match, small talk, and personal information exchanges. Supposedly, he was here to win so that the power that the winner received did not fall into the wrong hands. Neena was not sure she believed him. But when she mentioned that she hated the keyblade, and wished to destroy its very essence, he fell very serious. That was when they really began to talk. He brought up points she had never heard before, and was never aggressive about it. Of course, she was quite the opposite, being vicious with her defense. But he carefully crafted every counter, like nothing she had ever heard before. Soon enough, she heard the announcer's voice. 

"Neena against Jason, match to begin soon!"

 

The match was also incredibly close, one of the hardest fights she had ever fought. He was her counter in every way, with almost the exact same skill set but a bit more physically based than her. Throughout the fight, he continued to insist that she was wrong, that she could turn away from this plan of lifestyle before it was too late. By the time he revealed his own keyblade, she was practically convinced. Neena won, last one standing. Her shadow loomed over the fallen Jason. This was the moment of truth. She left him there, life intact.

 

Neena came back to reality, staring down the newcomer. Her blood began to cool. It didn't have to end this way at all. The dark blade dissipated.

~~~~

Ryonne shook his head. "Divine help seems unlikely, especially since the Watcher and his friends seem to be about as close to gods as we're going to get around here." Ryonne said. "In any case, we should probably get going soon." Ryonne gestured towards the mountain and its beacon. "We still have a ways to go before we get there." The Swordsman concluded, and began to walk. Kinzoku came next skipping alongside Ryonne. Her metal ingots danced about her, changing shapes miscellaneously. Nikolai sighed. 

"There's a lot of walking that goes on in this game isn't there? Hey, anyone feel like carrying the heir to the throne?" He asked aloud, doubting anyone would pick him up on the offer.

~~~~

The Doctor glanced towards the heroes and their speeches. "Ridiculous and romantic notions. Is it not enough to get out of a death game with you alone alive? Let alone save everybody, and even more so killing the godlike host." The Doctor said sourly, shooting down the others. He glanced to his book. The names of all his creatures came to him. People's names. Were they close to him? Maybe. Did they make a difference to him? Most likely. Why else would he name his precious monsters after them. Towards the end of his book, there was an incomplete entry titled: Kamyn and Evraius. There were no pictures, very few words, and the words that were there made no sense. He did know something though. Both of those two things were incredibly dangerous, perhaps even godly. The Doctor looked back to Derik. "But, killing gods does seem like quite the glorious achievement. Perhaps if there does arise such an opportunity I will help." He said, budging just a little on his allies' nonsensical ideals. Mes ran up and slapped him on the back.

"Now that's the spirit! Come on grandpa, let's go kill some gods!" She exclaimed, before beginning to run away.

"I said perhaps. That indicates possibility, not certainty!" He called after her, following her into the jungle. It was time to get going anyway.

Kyle ~

 

"Woahh! Hold down girl!!!" Kyle shouted as he summoned his keyblade out of panic. However as soon as things went on a mess, it calmed. Kyle called out his key, slowly aproaching the group. "Ok... two things: A.- Name´s Kyle. And B.- where the heck am I?"

 

Auron ~

"Yeah we should move before more bad jokes come to light, heheheheh" Auron said as he started to walk behind rexon, suddenly he turned back to the rest of them. "Of course, It´s not like I can´t say a joke or two, but after your showtime, you surely are out of my league".

 

(on a side note, I was bored in classes so I did a little thing... Thanks to Ultimus and his quick description, Rexon came to light, and thanks to the broken link of Yuffie, the Doc came from my mind.)

Edited May 7, 201510 yr by Daniel Black

Kyle ~

 

"Woahh! Hold down girl!!!" Kyle shouted as he summoned his keyblade out of panic. However as soon as things went on a mess, it calmed. Kyle called out his key, slowly aproaching the group. "Ok... two things: A.- Name´s Kyle. And B.- where the heck am I?"

 

Auron ~

"Yeah we should move before more bad jokes come to light, heheheheh" Auron said as he started to walk behind rexon, suddenly he turned back to the rest of them. "Of course, It´s not like I can´t say a joke or two, but after your showtime, you surely are out of my league".

 

(on a side note, I was bored in classes so I did a little thing... Thanks to Ultimus and his quick description, Rexon came to light, and thanks to the broken link of Yuffie, the Doc came from my mind.)

(Derik actually looks like he settled down and became a responsible adult, which is oddly... satisfying...)

(Derik actually looks like he settled down and became a responsible adult, which is oddly... satisfying...)

(Surely someday, anyway.. thinking about it.. it´s been ages since I drew him. Maybe I can do an update )

Edited May 7, 201510 yr by Daniel Black

(Got to say, I'm really liking Rexon there.  Cooler than I thought he'd be.)

(Got to say, I'm really liking Rexon there.  Cooler than I thought he'd be.)

(Thanks ultimus, maybe I´ll draw him full anytime soon. Now.. I need to do the other two teams. MAybe in another boring class)

(Surely someday, anyway.. thinking about it.. it´s been ages since I drew him. Maybe I can do an update )

I've been meaning to ask you if you could do a update art of him ad include Brooklyn and Sandra with him, but I felt it was aski ng a bit much )

I've been meaning to ask you if you could do a update art of him ad include Brooklyn and Sandra with him, but I felt it was aski ng a bit much )

(Dude; Tirain Artworks, Deviantart request, Facebook request, Fall of MAgic project and this: Bitch please, when I have a chance)

(Dude; Tirain Artworks, Deviantart request, Facebook request, Fall of MAgic project and this: Bitch please, when I have a chance)

(Lol that's why I haven't even brought it up )

"Oh, morning." Robert replied to Rija, forcing a smile. He then addressed Kyle, "Hey Kyle, I'm Robert. As far as where you are, you're in the Amnesia Games. Basically, this is some psychopath's playground, and were his toys. He's called the Watcher, and he forces us to do various deadly challenges, and if we win, we get back parts of our memories. For now, he wants us to make it to this mountain." Robert gestured in the general area of their destination. He then walked into the kitchen, where he spotted a stack of pancakes. Not feeling hungry, Robert stuffed them in a plastic baggie, so that he could eat them later.

 

He was about to leave, when he noticed a metal bo staff lying on the table. Tied to staff was a note with the word "Robert" written on it. At first, Robert wasn't quite sure how to handle this. Did they seriously expect him to beat his enemies with a stick? But then, he decided to try something. He took the staff, and used his intangibility. He then plunged his staff into the floor, and re-solidified. He once again became intangible, pulled out the staff, and again re-solidified. He examined the bo staff, and couldn't find a scratch on it. The floor, however, wasn't so lucky. Where the staff had been only a moment ago was a twisted, gnarled mess. A feeling of power and hope welled up inside Robert. Whether his life was worth returning to, he still didn't know, but at least now he might have a choice in the matter. Robert collapsed the bo staff, and rejoined the group.

Edited May 10, 201510 yr by Captain Arrowguns

{Dom}

As the others discussed who sent the goods, Dom arched an eyebrow.

<I do not have the memories of how I got here, mistress.> the book said in their private mind link. <Though I am reasonably sure I would not have trusted an official of this game.>

Accepting that annswer, Dom's own musing on the subject was intrupted by the announcement. To her, the Watcher sounded like he was backpedaling. He was talking fast to make sure there was an answer to prevent too many questions.

"So, we may have so allies outside this game." She thought. "Food for thought."

Dom followed Ryonne's word on getting ready to move on. She actually felt a little relieved by that decision. She felt better on the move or in the action.

"Maybe if you tried batting your eyes when you askthat." Dom teased Nikolai, a little surprised at herself.

Kyle ~

 

"Woahh! Hold down girl!!!" Kyle shouted as he summoned his keyblade out of panic. However as soon as things went on a mess, it calmed. Kyle called out his key, slowly aproaching the group. "Ok... two things: A.- Name´s Kyle. And B.- where the heck am I?"

 

Auron ~

"Yeah we should move before more bad jokes come to light, heheheheh" Auron said as he started to walk behind rexon, suddenly he turned back to the rest of them. "Of course, It´s not like I can´t say a joke or two, but after your showtime, you surely are out of my league".

 

(on a side note, I was bored in classes so I did a little thing... Thanks to Ultimus and his quick description, Rexon came to light, and thanks to the broken link of Yuffie, the Doc came from my mind.)

(The Doctor is actually totally off from what he was originally... But I like him blond. If he looked a bit older and more disheveled he would be perfect. And Mes is wonderful as always.)

 

Rija nodded towards Kyle after Robert spoke his piece. "Exactly as he said. Thank you Robert. In any case, since you're here with us now, would you perhaps like some breakfast? We'll be heading out soon." The Soldier offered him. Neena had already left the conversation. She glanced through one of the cabin windows. Just like the Watcher had said, the snow was falling in sheets, and didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon. She looked over to the gear. Several pairs of skis, snowboards, pairs of boots and some heavy winter clothing. Neena cast a quick light enchantment on herself. She certainly wouldn't be getting cold, or needing those clunky coats. 

 

Rija sat at the table where the items had appeared. She held the pristine katana in her hand. It felt perfect, like it had been tailored for her hand. And that crest was of course familiar. She pulled out her beam katana, an glanced towards the hilt. Same crest.Yeah, that was definitely her husband. He was a handy type, especially considering that lovely memory she had of him attempting to fix the roof. Of course there was the other memory she had received last night.

 

A sense of terror. Of grief. Of giving up. Of realizing that she had nothing left. There was nothing else to live for. A mech cockpit, with its flashing lights, buttons, and HUD. But to her in that moment, she could only watch another similar mech. She knew without a doubt that the pilot was dead. There was no other option. No one can survive something like that. And right there on the console was a self-destruct button. She would not let herself die to those fiends out there. No, this would be better. A futuristic seppuku. She hit the button. Then the memory went black.

 

Rija tried not to lurk on the memory for too long. Instead, she sheathed the katana, slung it over her back, and replaced her beam sword into it's slot on her belt. The Soldier headed over towards the gear. She shrugged on a winter coat, put on some ski boots, and chose a pair of skis for herself. It was about time to get going. Neena glanced to her comrade as she snapped on some boots of her own. She knew a faked brave face when she saw one.

~~~~

Nikolai glanced towards Dom, and stuck his princely tongue out at her. OF course, that reaction pulled a laugh out of himself. He began walking alongside the rest of the party as he looked towards Bronshu. "Man, that game sounds miserable. I'd hate to live in your world. I mean, I think the most I had to deal with was a giant evil dinosaur thing. And the horrors of a royal ball." Nikolai said, tone obviously content with the situation. In his eyes, things could be worse.  Ryonne continued to glance towards Brooklyn as they traveled. He seemed shaken up, a little off balance. Kinzoku was right beside him, skipping like she was strolling through the botanical gardens with her boyfriend.

"You. Lead the way. We're just walking towards the mountain. I hope you can handle that." He commanded her. She nodded, not that Ryonne noticed. He had already trailed back to walk alongside Brooklyn. "Are you okay?" He asked.

~~~~

Up in the Villain's Cabin, Sylar wandered over to the couch, a banana in his hand. Laying there asleep was yet one more person. A girl, silver-haired, dressed in a simple black dress with a golden chain around her waist where a scabbard hung at her waist. Feeling mischievous, Sylar created a hand of darkness. It neared her, and was about to tickle her neck, when she abruptly woke. In a flash, her sword had passed through and vaporized his hand of darkness. She looked to the perpetrator. "So you're the leader here huh? The way I understand it, I'm to fight other people and cause general chaos?" She asked him, standing up. She brushed off her dress and looked at him. He continued to look her over as he nodded. Interesting... With those abilities, he could really play god. But not now... 

"Sun's up! Imagine me as a rooster crowing incessantly! Time to get up everyone." Sylar called out. As everyone gathered, he summoned a mock clipboard out of darkness. "Alright, let's see... The schedule for today... Ah, here we go. I will be going to torment Neena and friends. Fun. I've been hoping for a taste of that girl's powers since I got here. And new girl here..." Sylar began reading off assignments when the new girl herself interrupted.

"My name is Alysa. Use it, or lose something rather precious to you." She coldly broke in.

"Well then, Alysa, you'll be working with Derik, Mes, and company. Watch yourself. Everyone else, well, deal with everyone else. Excellent pep talk guys! Break! Go us!" Sylar said, mocking all of them. He began walking into a dark portal. Alysa sliced through the air with her blade and opened up a rift of sorts. She stepped through, leaving everyone else to there own way of getting to their destination.

~~~~

Mes made it to the river first. Of course, she had not intended to reach a river, she was just heading in the right direction. In any case, she ran right into a river. She glanced downstream, and could see that the river headed straight towards the beacon perfect. There was even a raft! Mes smiled and began to call back to the others. But then a hand was clamped over her mouth, and a sword point was on the back of her neck. "Personally, I'd prefer to keep this quiet. Makes it easier on me." A feminine voice whispered in her ear. Mes got ready to flame on, but then suddenly both the hand and the sword point was lost. Mes turned around, summoning her keyblade (a new one than One-Winged Angel, she must have gotten it from the stone) and began to grasp the situation. The Doctor stood with his book open, and his giant anthropophagus also stood, but with the silver-haired woman in his hands rather than a book. 

"Even women like to mess with our dear Mes. You should be really ashamed of yourself." The Doctor scolded playfully. The silver-haired woman scowled at him, and suddenly, the beast's hand vanished. The woman rolled to her feet after landing, and sliced cleanly through the beast with her rapier. The monster vaporized.

"My name is Alysa. I'll be your opponent for the day. Now that that is over, I'm about ready to obliterate all of you. I hope you are too, because I'm not waiting." Alysa said, beginning to swipe through the air around her. Wherever she slashed, a new sword was created and floated there in midair.

 

~Elsewhere~

Cordelia stood from the table and smiled towards everybody. "Excellent job everyone. We pulled that off without a cinch. Now, the next thing we should do, is get out of here. It is probable that they will track us to here." Suddenly, there was a loud pounding at the door.

"Let us in, by order of the Watcher!" The voice was loud, but not quite so authoritative as it tried to be. Like it didn't have a lot of experience with ordering people around.

"I hate it that you're right..." Marcus muttered. 

"Everyone, I recommend we scatter. That should make it harder to track us." Cordelia stated, her tone still very calm.

"Fine by me. Best of luck to you guys!" Severa called to them. She stood up and faced the wall. Out of the bracer on her armor came a small crossbow. She pulled out a bolt, and fired it at the wall. In a few moments, it exploded, leaving a large hole in the wall. Then she ran. Marcus sighed. Gotta love her. He vanished into a portal of light.

(The Doctor is actually totally off from what he was originally... But I like him blond. If he looked a bit older and more disheveled he would be perfect. And Mes is wonderful as always.)

 

Rija nodded towards Kyle after Robert spoke his piece. "Exactly as he said. Thank you Robert. In any case, since you're here with us now, would you perhaps like some breakfast? We'll be heading out soon." The Soldier offered him. Neena had already left the conversation. She glanced through one of the cabin windows. Just like the Watcher had said, the snow was falling in sheets, and didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon. She looked over to the gear. Several pairs of skis, snowboards, pairs of boots and some heavy winter clothing. Neena cast a quick light enchantment on herself. She certainly wouldn't be getting cold, or needing those clunky coats. 

 

Rija sat at the table where the items had appeared. She held the pristine katana in her hand. It felt perfect, like it had been tailored for her hand. And that crest was of course familiar. She pulled out her beam katana, an glanced towards the hilt. Same crest.Yeah, that was definitely her husband. He was a handy type, especially considering that lovely memory she had of him attempting to fix the roof. Of course there was the other memory she had received last night.

 

A sense of terror. Of grief. Of giving up. Of realizing that she had nothing left. There was nothing else to live for. A mech cockpit, with its flashing lights, buttons, and HUD. But to her in that moment, she could only watch another similar mech. She knew without a doubt that the pilot was dead. There was no other option. No one can survive something like that. And right there on the console was a self-destruct button. She would not let herself die to those fiends out there. No, this would be better. A futuristic seppuku. She hit the button. Then the memory went black.

 

Rija tried not to lurk on the memory for too long. Instead, she sheathed the katana, slung it over her back, and replaced her beam sword into it's slot on her belt. The Soldier headed over towards the gear. She shrugged on a winter coat, put on some ski boots, and chose a pair of skis for herself. It was about time to get going. Neena glanced to her comrade as she snapped on some boots of her own. She knew a faked brave face when she saw one.

~~~~

Nikolai glanced towards Dom, and stuck his princely tongue out at her. OF course, that reaction pulled a laugh out of himself. He began walking alongside the rest of the party as he looked towards Bronshu. "Man, that game sounds miserable. I'd hate to live in your world. I mean, I think the most I had to deal with was a giant evil dinosaur thing. And the horrors of a royal ball." Nikolai said, tone obviously content with the situation. In his eyes, things could be worse.  Ryonne continued to glance towards Brooklyn as they traveled. He seemed shaken up, a little off balance. Kinzoku was right beside him, skipping like she was strolling through the botanical gardens with her boyfriend.

"You. Lead the way. We're just walking towards the mountain. I hope you can handle that." He commanded her. She nodded, not that Ryonne noticed. He had already trailed back to walk alongside Brooklyn. "Are you okay?" He asked.

~~~~

Up in the Villain's Cabin, Sylar wandered over to the couch, a banana in his hand. Laying there asleep was yet one more person. A girl, silver-haired, dressed in a simple black dress with a golden chain around her waist where a scabbard hung at her waist. Feeling mischievous, Sylar created a hand of darkness. It neared her, and was about to tickle her neck, when she abruptly woke. In a flash, her sword had passed through and vaporized his hand of darkness. She looked to the perpetrator. "So you're the leader here huh? The way I understand it, I'm to fight other people and cause general chaos?" She asked him, standing up. She brushed off her dress and looked at him. He continued to look her over as he nodded. Interesting... With those abilities, he could really play god. But not now... 

"Sun's up! Imagine me as a rooster crowing incessantly! Time to get up everyone." Sylar called out. As everyone gathered, he summoned a mock clipboard out of darkness. "Alright, let's see... The schedule for today... Ah, here we go. I will be going to torment Neena and friends. Fun. I've been hoping for a taste of that girl's powers since I got here. And new girl here..." Sylar began reading off assignments when the new girl herself interrupted.

"My name is Alysa. Use it, or lose something rather precious to you." She coldly broke in.

"Well then, Alysa, you'll be working with Derik, Mes, and company. Watch yourself. Everyone else, well, deal with everyone else. Excellent pep talk guys! Break! Go us!" Sylar said, mocking all of them. He began walking into a dark portal. Alysa sliced through the air with her blade and opened up a rift of sorts. She stepped through, leaving everyone else to there own way of getting to their destination.

~~~~

Mes made it to the river first. Of course, she had not intended to reach a river, she was just heading in the right direction. In any case, she ran right into a river. She glanced downstream, and could see that the river headed straight towards the beacon perfect. There was even a raft! Mes smiled and began to call back to the others. But then a hand was clamped over her mouth, and a sword point was on the back of her neck. "Personally, I'd prefer to keep this quiet. Makes it easier on me." A feminine voice whispered in her ear. Mes got ready to flame on, but then suddenly both the hand and the sword point was lost. Mes turned around, summoning her keyblade (a new one than One-Winged Angel, she must have gotten it from the stone) and began to grasp the situation. The Doctor stood with his book open, and his giant anthropophagus also stood, but with the silver-haired woman in his hands rather than a book. 

"Even women like to mess with our dear Mes. You should be really ashamed of yourself." The Doctor scolded playfully. The silver-haired woman scowled at him, and suddenly, the beast's hand vanished. The woman rolled to her feet after landing, and sliced cleanly through the beast with her rapier. The monster vaporized.

"My name is Alysa. I'll be your opponent for the day. Now that that is over, I'm about ready to obliterate all of you. I hope you are too, because I'm not waiting." Alysa said, beginning to swipe through the air around her. Wherever she slashed, a new sword was created and floated there in midair.

 

~Elsewhere~

Cordelia stood from the table and smiled towards everybody. "Excellent job everyone. We pulled that off without a cinch. Now, the next thing we should do, is get out of here. It is probable that they will track us to here." Suddenly, there was a loud pounding at the door.

"Let us in, by order of the Watcher!" The voice was loud, but not quite so authoritative as it tried to be. Like it didn't have a lot of experience with ordering people around.

"I hate it that you're right..." Marcus muttered. 

"Everyone, I recommend we scatter. That should make it harder to track us." Cordelia stated, her tone still very calm.

"Fine by me. Best of luck to you guys!" Severa called to them. She stood up and faced the wall. Out of the bracer on her armor came a small crossbow. She pulled out a bolt, and fired it at the wall. In a few moments, it exploded, leaving a large hole in the wall. Then she ran. Marcus sighed. Gotta love her. He vanished into a portal of light.

Brooklyn looked to Ryonne, he knew the kind of concern in his eyes wasn't one he could lie to, so, with a sigh, he spoke. "No, I'm not OK. Last night I failed to win against someone in a strange arena. She has a hatred for all who wield the Keyblade, she's dangerous. If I had control over the powers that I learned in this scroll, I could have beat her maybe... But I didn't. She's alive, and one step closer to winning whatever this game is. And who knows what she might do next after this? She might go after my whole team... If any of them are still alive... The last memory I got was a pep talk between my team and myself, and honestly, a feeling in me says the fight after didn't go well..."

 

"You also expect me to make life easy for you, ya smarmy bitch." Derik said with a slight Scottish accent, beam katana pressed to her back. "One false move and I'll skewer you with this here beam saber faster than you can say "Oops.". So, before I have to crack your skull, drop your attack."

Ryonne looked to Brooklyn. His concerns were well-founded, and if this woman he spoke of could beat him... Well, that was power he most certainly did not want to contend with. But what he needed right now was for Brooklyn to focus on the present. He began to attempt to soothe his tactician. "Listen. If she was fighting at the arena last night, that means that she is a participant, like one of us. Opposed to a villain, like Sylar. So, we have to assume that she is just confused by the memory loss. In theory, she'll regain memories that help her through that hatred before she encounters a keyblade wielder in the game." Ryonne argued. His points were logical, but they had no real basis. The outcome would rely on luck, and the Watcher. "You should also be hoping that the rest of your team isn't in this godforsaken place." Ryonne said gruffly.

~~~~

"As you say." Alysa replied. All of her swords dropped to the ground, including the one she had been holding. "You going to take me away to Scotland Yard? I'm afraid I don't think I'd do well in prison." Alysa continued to talk. After she finished her sentence, her rapier glowed, then fell through a rift. The rift opened wider, and she also fell through. The rift closed behind her, then she appeared behind Derik falling from a rift, sword in hand. She swiped with her sword, and a large wall appeared. She put out her hand, and the wall surged forward to push Derik away. "After all, I might end up killing all the prisoners. Not good for rehab death is." Alysa finished her thought. The swords began to levitate around her again. "Now then, where were we? Oh right, killing all of you." The swords shot out, towards all of her opponents.

Ryonne looked to Brooklyn. His concerns were well-founded, and if this woman he spoke of could beat him... Well, that was power he most certainly did not want to contend with. But what he needed right now was for Brooklyn to focus on the present. He began to attempt to soothe his tactician. "Listen. If she was fighting at the arena last night, that means that she is a participant, like one of us. Opposed to a villain, like Sylar. So, we have to assume that she is just confused by the memory loss. In theory, she'll regain memories that help her through that hatred before she encounters a keyblade wielder in the game." Ryonne argued. His points were logical, but they had no real basis. The outcome would rely on luck, and the Watcher. "You should also be hoping that the rest of your team isn't in this godforsaken place." Ryonne said gruffly.~~~~"As you say." Alysa replied. All of her swords dropped to the ground, including the one she had been holding. "You going to take me away to Scotland Yard? I'm afraid I don't think I'd do well in prison." Alysa continued to talk. After she finished her sentence, her rapier glowed, then fell through a rift. The rift opened wider, and she also fell through. The rift closed behind her, then she appeared behind Derik falling from a rift, sword in hand. She swiped with her sword, and a large wall appeared. She put out her hand, and the wall surged forward to push Derik away. "After all, I might end up killing all the prisoners. Not good for rehab death is." Alysa finished her thought. The swords began to levitate around her again. "Now then, where were we? Oh right, killing all of you." The swords shot out, towards all of her opponents.

"Damn sons of bitches with magic walls of all things... But I won't loose to your power..." Derik thought as he recovered from the wall being thrown at him, he recovered quickly, drawing his buster sword, he let the electricity run through it at max voltage and activated his Beam Saber, it's output being higher now had changed the color of the blade from red to green and extended it. "Kill me? You're either the stupidest person I've ever met, or you... well, you're just really damn stupid." He here the buster sword to his side, drawing the katana back as well, he slashed forwards, cleaving through the wall with upmost ease. Next, the incoming secondary swords. A few quick strokes with his katana, and they were half-melted scrap. with that, Derik threw his beam Saber into the air, grabbed three of the scrapped blades, and chucked them as hard as possible back at Alysa. Upon the last one being thrown, his beam Saber returned to him, and he took his battle stance."I don't know. If they took me due to my powers, the others had very similar skills. One of them, with purple hair, has fire for blood practically, if the instance of her in my mind serves me correct. She's very powerful, no doubt they would have scooped her up if they have me." Brooklyn responded. "I just wish I knew more than what I do."

(The Doctor is actually totally off from what he was originally... But I like him blond. If he looked a bit older and more disheveled he would be perfect. And Mes is wonderful as always.)

 

Rija nodded towards Kyle after Robert spoke his piece. "Exactly as he said. Thank you Robert. In any case, since you're here with us now, would you perhaps like some breakfast? We'll be heading out soon." The Soldier offered him. Neena had already left the conversation. She glanced through one of the cabin windows. Just like the Watcher had said, the snow was falling in sheets, and didn't look like it was going to stop anytime soon. She looked over to the gear. Several pairs of skis, snowboards, pairs of boots and some heavy winter clothing. Neena cast a quick light enchantment on herself. She certainly wouldn't be getting cold, or needing those clunky coats. 

 

Rija sat at the table where the items had appeared. She held the pristine katana in her hand. It felt perfect, like it had been tailored for her hand. And that crest was of course familiar. She pulled out her beam katana, an glanced towards the hilt. Same crest.Yeah, that was definitely her husband. He was a handy type, especially considering that lovely memory she had of him attempting to fix the roof. Of course there was the other memory she had received last night.

 

A sense of terror. Of grief. Of giving up. Of realizing that she had nothing left. There was nothing else to live for. A mech cockpit, with its flashing lights, buttons, and HUD. But to her in that moment, she could only watch another similar mech. She knew without a doubt that the pilot was dead. There was no other option. No one can survive something like that. And right there on the console was a self-destruct button. She would not let herself die to those fiends out there. No, this would be better. A futuristic seppuku. She hit the button. Then the memory went black.

 

Rija tried not to lurk on the memory for too long. Instead, she sheathed the katana, slung it over her back, and replaced her beam sword into it's slot on her belt. The Soldier headed over towards the gear. She shrugged on a winter coat, put on some ski boots, and chose a pair of skis for herself. It was about time to get going. Neena glanced to her comrade as she snapped on some boots of her own. She knew a faked brave face when she saw one.

~~~~

Nikolai glanced towards Dom, and stuck his princely tongue out at her. OF course, that reaction pulled a laugh out of himself. He began walking alongside the rest of the party as he looked towards Bronshu. "Man, that game sounds miserable. I'd hate to live in your world. I mean, I think the most I had to deal with was a giant evil dinosaur thing. And the horrors of a royal ball." Nikolai said, tone obviously content with the situation. In his eyes, things could be worse.  Ryonne continued to glance towards Brooklyn as they traveled. He seemed shaken up, a little off balance. Kinzoku was right beside him, skipping like she was strolling through the botanical gardens with her boyfriend.

"You. Lead the way. We're just walking towards the mountain. I hope you can handle that." He commanded her. She nodded, not that Ryonne noticed. He had already trailed back to walk alongside Brooklyn. "Are you okay?" He asked.

~~~~

Up in the Villain's Cabin, Sylar wandered over to the couch, a banana in his hand. Laying there asleep was yet one more person. A girl, silver-haired, dressed in a simple black dress with a golden chain around her waist where a scabbard hung at her waist. Feeling mischievous, Sylar created a hand of darkness. It neared her, and was about to tickle her neck, when she abruptly woke. In a flash, her sword had passed through and vaporized his hand of darkness. She looked to the perpetrator. "So you're the leader here huh? The way I understand it, I'm to fight other people and cause general chaos?" She asked him, standing up. She brushed off her dress and looked at him. He continued to look her over as he nodded. Interesting... With those abilities, he could really play god. But not now... 

"Sun's up! Imagine me as a rooster crowing incessantly! Time to get up everyone." Sylar called out. As everyone gathered, he summoned a mock clipboard out of darkness. "Alright, let's see... The schedule for today... Ah, here we go. I will be going to torment Neena and friends. Fun. I've been hoping for a taste of that girl's powers since I got here. And new girl here..." Sylar began reading off assignments when the new girl herself interrupted.

"My name is Alysa. Use it, or lose something rather precious to you." She coldly broke in.

"Well then, Alysa, you'll be working with Derik, Mes, and company. Watch yourself. Everyone else, well, deal with everyone else. Excellent pep talk guys! Break! Go us!" Sylar said, mocking all of them. He began walking into a dark portal. Alysa sliced through the air with her blade and opened up a rift of sorts. She stepped through, leaving everyone else to there own way of getting to their destination.

~~~~

Mes made it to the river first. Of course, she had not intended to reach a river, she was just heading in the right direction. In any case, she ran right into a river. She glanced downstream, and could see that the river headed straight towards the beacon perfect. There was even a raft! Mes smiled and began to call back to the others. But then a hand was clamped over her mouth, and a sword point was on the back of her neck. "Personally, I'd prefer to keep this quiet. Makes it easier on me." A feminine voice whispered in her ear. Mes got ready to flame on, but then suddenly both the hand and the sword point was lost. Mes turned around, summoning her keyblade (a new one than One-Winged Angel, she must have gotten it from the stone) and began to grasp the situation. The Doctor stood with his book open, and his giant anthropophagus also stood, but with the silver-haired woman in his hands rather than a book. 

"Even women like to mess with our dear Mes. You should be really ashamed of yourself." The Doctor scolded playfully. The silver-haired woman scowled at him, and suddenly, the beast's hand vanished. The woman rolled to her feet after landing, and sliced cleanly through the beast with her rapier. The monster vaporized.

"My name is Alysa. I'll be your opponent for the day. Now that that is over, I'm about ready to obliterate all of you. I hope you are too, because I'm not waiting." Alysa said, beginning to swipe through the air around her. Wherever she slashed, a new sword was created and floated there in midair.

 

~Elsewhere~

Cordelia stood from the table and smiled towards everybody. "Excellent job everyone. We pulled that off without a cinch. Now, the next thing we should do, is get out of here. It is probable that they will track us to here." Suddenly, there was a loud pounding at the door.

"Let us in, by order of the Watcher!" The voice was loud, but not quite so authoritative as it tried to be. Like it didn't have a lot of experience with ordering people around.

"I hate it that you're right..." Marcus muttered. 

"Everyone, I recommend we scatter. That should make it harder to track us." Cordelia stated, her tone still very calm.

"Fine by me. Best of luck to you guys!" Severa called to them. She stood up and faced the wall. Out of the bracer on her armor came a small crossbow. She pulled out a bolt, and fired it at the wall. In a few moments, it exploded, leaving a large hole in the wall. Then she ran. Marcus sighed. Gotta love her. He vanished into a portal of light.

 

Ryonne looked to Brooklyn. His concerns were well-founded, and if this woman he spoke of could beat him... Well, that was power he most certainly did not want to contend with. But what he needed right now was for Brooklyn to focus on the present. He began to attempt to soothe his tactician. "Listen. If she was fighting at the arena last night, that means that she is a participant, like one of us. Opposed to a villain, like Sylar. So, we have to assume that she is just confused by the memory loss. In theory, she'll regain memories that help her through that hatred before she encounters a keyblade wielder in the game." Ryonne argued. His points were logical, but they had no real basis. The outcome would rely on luck, and the Watcher. "You should also be hoping that the rest of your team isn't in this godforsaken place." Ryonne said gruffly.

~~~~

"As you say." Alysa replied. All of her swords dropped to the ground, including the one she had been holding. "You going to take me away to Scotland Yard? I'm afraid I don't think I'd do well in prison." Alysa continued to talk. After she finished her sentence, her rapier glowed, then fell through a rift. The rift opened wider, and she also fell through. The rift closed behind her, then she appeared behind Derik falling from a rift, sword in hand. She swiped with her sword, and a large wall appeared. She put out her hand, and the wall surged forward to push Derik away. "After all, I might end up killing all the prisoners. Not good for rehab death is." Alysa finished her thought. The swords began to levitate around her again. "Now then, where were we? Oh right, killing all of you." The swords shot out, towards all of her opponents.

 

"Damn sons of bitches with magic walls of all things... But I won't loose to your power..." Derik thought as he recovered from the wall being thrown at him, he recovered quickly, drawing his buster sword, he let the electricity run through it at max voltage and activated his Beam Saber, it's output being higher now had changed the color of the blade from red to green and extended it. "Kill me? You're either the stupidest person I've ever met, or you... well, you're just really damn stupid." He here the buster sword to his side, drawing the katana back as well, he slashed forwards, cleaving through the wall with upmost ease. Next, the incoming secondary swords. A few quick strokes with his katana, and they were half-melted scrap. with that, Derik threw his beam Saber into the air, grabbed three of the scrapped blades, and chucked them as hard as possible back at Alysa. Upon the last one being thrown, his beam Saber returned to him, and he took his battle stance."I don't know. If they took me due to my powers, the others had very similar skills. One of them, with purple hair, has fire for blood practically, if the instance of her in my mind serves me correct. She's very powerful, no doubt they would have scooped her up if they have me." Brooklyn responded. "I just wish I knew more than what I do."

(In my defense, the link was broken, so I tried to guess ... well I failed, so Old and messy hair. Working on it boss!!)

 

Auron~ 

Auron pulled out his cards and the pin, as the new enemy appeared from nowhere.In silver hair, pale skin and somewhat bad puns; Alysa seemed as a top form rival. As Derik launched himself to combat, Auron charged a defensive card on Mes, Doctor, Rex and himself. "Of course, he had a super protective coat, we have peanuts for defense. Sigh... her bad puns are contagious" he muttered as he summoned a sword with another card. 

 

Kyle~

"Mmmm falling snow it seems" Kyle muttered as he finished breakfast, walking where the clothes were. he put on his gear, taking another look to the place. "How I ended up here? What is all this? and what´s the deal with miss Im-gonna-kill-you keyblade wielder?" he thought as he prepared for the next to come.

 

Reiner~

"Well you are not the only one in the worrying boat, every one of us is dealing with that possibility, I don´t remember much of my own place, but if someone dear to me were in this battlefield I would try to keep him or her safe." Reiner said as he took his swords and started walking to the mountain path. "Of course, let´s pray that didn´t happen this time."

 

Elsewhere~

"Oh really... they never left us to catch a breath." Evan muttered as he used and teleport spell to abandon the place. Now he needed a place to hide and wait.. "I seriously hope Rexon is doing things right!"

Robert

Robert slipped of his shoes, walked over to their stash of new gear. He pulled on a pair of baggy winter pants, a large blue parka, and a pair of snow boots. Sure, he looked like Captain Cold, but hey, he'd probably need it soon. "Well, unless you all have anything else to do here, we might as well leave." Robert then grabbed a set of skis, opened the front door, and walked outside...

 

Blank

"Are you sure this is the best way to distribute our manpower? We don't even know if this Alyssa person can hold her own against two or three of these people, let alone an entire organized team. Perhaps..." but by now, both Sylar and Alyssa were long gone. "I see. Well then, we'd better proceed with the mission." Blank nodded at his remaining companions, stepped outside, and dashed at an astonishing level towards his targets. It was time to proceeded with his order to challenge the others. And if he could have a little fun while doing so, then so be it.

"Now that sounds kind of bad too."  Bronshu replies to Nikolai before eating some grapes.  Still eating away, he sees Ryonne heading over to Brooklyn.  Thinking:  I wonder what's with them?  Well I don't think they need me to be a bother. , he munches on a piece of orange. He takes off and looks at the silver dog necklace.  Thinking:  I hope you're alright sis., he puts the necklace back on and keeps walking.

 

Calling out his keyblade, Rexon says:  "So the jerk for today is here.   I already don't take to kindly of her."  A wave of swords coming down were not so welcoming for Rex.  Trying to think, he mumbles:  "This doesn't look good.  I wonder how to...wait, my earth magic!"  He twirls his keyblade and stabs it in the ground.  The earth shakes around the group and a dome of it surrounds them, guarding against the swords.  Feeling like the dome caught them all, Rex lowers it and crumbles into pebbles.  Pulling his keyblade out, he says:  "Good thing I remember that."

 

"If that is the only course of action..." Ranco says out a bit interrupted.  Summoning his keyblade, he points it at a clear wall and a corridor of light show up.  Marching into it, he quickly says:  "Be well everyone!" and thinks:  And to you as well Rex.

{Dom}

"Don't be so sure." Dom commented on Ryonne and Brooklyn's conversation as she packed away some provisions. "I know a little about the Keyblade with what memories I've got back. It causes problems and not much else."

She stood up, looking at Ryonne and Brooklyn with her ocular patch.

"I'll take rear guard." She said.

 

{Terranort}

Terry gave the door a cold look.

"Good luck, love." He muttered under his breath, then disappeared in a swirl of darkness.

{Dom}"Don't be so sure." Dom commented on Ryonne and Brooklyn's conversation as she packed away some provisions. "I know a little about the Keyblade with what memories I've got back. It causes problems and not much else."She stood up, looking at Ryonne and Brooklyn with her ocular patch. "I'll take rear guard." She said.{Terranort}Terry gave the door a cold look. "Good luck, love." He muttered under his breath, then disappeared in a swirl of darkness.

"From what I remember, you're right. But you cannot blame the people this a cursed thing chose. I don't believe we picked this weapon of our accord, but it chose us. Weather we like it or not, it's a powerful tool as well, enemies who come across us use weapons superior to what we have on hand, so as a result, it's the best option I've got." Brooklyn replied. "And besides, have I caused any trouble of you? I would hope not."

Collectively, the Forest Group walked outside. The storm was raging on, snow falling quickly. Rija moved forward, perched on skis, attempting to see anything through the huge amount of snow. Of course she couldn't. Neena followed up right behind, one foot already hooked into a snowboard. "We're practically blind out here. Let's move on quick, so we don't have to deal with this for long." The Assassin said practically. Rija nodded briskly.

"I don't know how well that plan is going to work." A deep voice echoed through the snowfields. "I hear that I tend to make things take longer." Sylar stepped into view, the wind blowing his disheveled hair wildly and snow dotting his rumpled clothing. Neena growled and shot a dark blade towards him. Sylar laughed, and flicked the projectile away from him like it was a toy. "Nice try, but you're going to have to find some new tricks to fight me sweetheart." He taunted. Several bullets shot towards him, but he merely stopped those in midair with the palm of his hand. "Man, I really hope some of you guys are more creative than these two ladies. Because they are clearly underestimating me."

 

Nearby in the midst of the storm lurked two others, who were just awakening. One could wonder why they had been placed outside the cabin. Perhaps the Watcher just wanted them to be cold. In any case, Shirou Emiya and Henry Lexor begin to wake up to see Sylar looming maliciously over the group.

Cold...cold was all Henry could feel, as he began to wake up, only to find himself in the middle of a snowstorm, and him with no warm clothing to protect him, managing to get up enough to sit he looked up to see a man staring at him and someone else who was also waking up, "uuuuh". Henry didn't really know what to say, "Where the hell am I?" he asked as he struggled to get up, "And why did I get left in the middle of a snowstorm!" He pointed out.

 

"And who are you?" He asked, while still trembling from the cold, he had his hand on his sword's hilt, ready to unsheath it in case things got messy, 

'No sign of Hector, for now at least, thank god' he thought, even though in the cold, he was still glad not to have to deal with Hector's random babbling.

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Sylar glanced sideways towards the newly awakened Henry. He smiled maliciously. "Would you look who we have here! A new guy. And is that another right next to him?" Sylar looked towards Kyle. "And I haven't seen you before either! Wow, how lucky am I. Breaking in some newbies sounds like a great start to my morning." The Serial Killer declared loudly, his tone sounding excited. "Well, here's the deal, straight from the mouth of your trusty neighborhood villain. You are contestants. You have no memories except for what the Watcher has allowed you. You will gain more memories as time goes on. However, the only way to escape the game itself, is to get to that shiny mountain over there. Only thing standing in your way..." He announced to the new players. Suddenly, a giant axe came pounding down on him.

"Is you!" Neena growled at him, finishing his sentence. Sylar blocked it with a shield of darkness, but under the impending weight of the weapon, his shield soon shattered. Sylar was forced to vanish into a pool of darkness, before reappearing behind Neena and violently exploding into flames. She was sent flying, but she recovered quickly.

~~~~

"Aside from us nearly killing each other upon our first meeting, not much." Ryonne answered Brooklyn's question. He tapped his foot on the ground in thought. "As for whether your team is here, skill might not be the only determining factor. You said that one of the contestants last night was weak, so strength is unlikely to be the only factor in candidacy. I would expect choosing from the pool would be more about a person's story than their combat proficiency. Perhaps only your story was interesting enough." Ryonne continued. He looked to Dom and nodded. "Sounds good. Come on Reiner, Brooklyn, we're being left behind." Ryonne said, and began moving back towards where Nikolai, Bronshu, and Kinzoku were walking.

~~~~

Alysa waved her sword, knocking the swords Derik had thrown towards her away. She glared at him. "You're going to be a nuisance aren't you?" She growled at him, scowling. She needed to get him out of here. The Fencer glanced to the four others, but they weren't likely to start attacking her too soon. She had some time. Alysa sprinted immediately towards Derik, but stopped just short of hitting him with her sword, but instead a weighted net made of material like spider's silk but thicker shot out of the blade towards him. Alysa knew she had to work quickly, as that alone wouldn't be able to stall him for long. Alysa quickly dug the tip of her sword into the dirt, and drew a circle around him. A thick circular wall of concrete erupted into existence around him. After that, she flipped over the structure, tapping the top and creating a roof. Finished with her handiwork, she emitted some of her mental force onto it to keep it together more, making it even harder to break out. Before she had too much of a recovery time though, Mes came out of nowhere, her keyblade on fire as usual.

"Get back here you bitch! Let's see how you like me when you're fighting fair!" Mes yelled. Alysa quickly jumped back and sliced through the air in front of her, creating a metal blade which she flung at the Orphan. Mes didn't even hesitate as her flames grew even hotter, melting the metal before it could even touch her. Suddenly, a bird's cry was heard. The Phoenix circled around Mes, and the Doctor was perched on top of the huge bird. He pointed dramatically towards Alysa, and the Phonenix beat it's wings. Some of Mes' fire shot towards Alysa, which she defended against by creating a large shield upon her arm. The Fencer tossed it to the side and began to take in her surroundings. She was interrupted by the Doctor's jump attack, spear extended. Alysa was barely able to parry away the point, and she backed away, slicing through the air and taking a dive through another rift. She appeared again, standing in front of the raft. She spat at the Doctor and Mes.

Henry simply stared at Sylar as he spoke about why he was there, about a certain watcher of sorts, and about the mountain, to whish he found too suspicious, still, he was still paying attention and getting ready to attack as he didn't trust the man's tone of voice, and his initial thoughts were confirmed as a ninja of sorts slammed a heavy axe onto him. Henry simply looked on with a confused face at the sudden event, but analysing Sylar's power, darkness and fire, both elements he himself could control and absorb from and generate, he simply stretched his arms and tilted his head to the side for a moment, slowly unsheathin his sword.

 

[Chaos Drive] Entering his fire style, he combined both darkness and fire, boosting its effects as the flames enhancing his armor increased in strenght, quickly dashing at really fast speeds at Sylar,leaving a trail of fire in his wake, slashing down at the end, the slash followed by a fire explosion on impact, if Sylar were to block it, Henry and his sword would absorb the darkness, the sword purifying it to its purest form and giving Henry extra energy, and the dash being fast enough to make it so that Sylar would have a hard time being able to dodge it, and considering the constant snowstorm, the sound of the dash wasn't as clear as it would be if it were clear weather.

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Cold numbness. A feeling that contradicted the burning hot sensation he once felt. The teen known as Shirou listened quietly as a figure talked with malicious intent. "Memories? Contestants?" He was swept from his pondering as he lunged to his feet, hearing the sounds of battle between the people in front of him. Extending his arms, he began to process his summoning. "Judge the concept..... synthesize the experience....... TRACE, ON!" With a flash of blue light, two swords were projected into his hands as he observed the armored man attacking Sylar. Deciding to offer ranged support, he threw his weapons in a vertical arc, summoning two more to throw as well horizontally.