Xtreme Heart Battle Between Preteens. (WHAT HAPPENS NEXT WILL SHOCK YOU)

[vacantis]

Vanitas lay floating and half awake on the inside of their heart. Ven, floated before him, looking down at the X-blade. It seemed...different. More tarnished then he'd imagined. Jagged and ripped. Ven wasn't stupid, but between the battle with that blue haired girl (what was her name..? he didn't remember) and his own adjustment to the new presence of his heart it took a few turns of thought before he realized.

Our union didn't work.

And oh, that wasn't good. Master Xenonort needed the complete X-blade to unlock kingdom hearts. Ven needed..well no Ven didn't need anything actually. He knew that. But Ven knew that this malformed keyblade meant he wasn't whole. And if he wasn't whole he couldn't do the best job he could, couldn't serve Master Xenonort, couldn't...couldn't...

He shook the thoughts away, schooling his face as he pointed the X-blade at Vanitas's stirring body.

"It wasn't finished." He said quietly, but his soul was quiet, so unless Vanitas started shouting, he was bound to hear. "Our union..I mean. The X-blade can't stay broken like this." He paused, the his eyes seeming a little blanker by the second. "Why won't you join me? We need to complete it."

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its ok ven has never properly processed an emotion in his life

[vacantis]

Aqua is definatly kicking his ass. Theres...theres a mouse now to? The vague impression of what Other Ven is doing is starting to give him a bit of a headache, mostly because most of the impressions he's getting are a lot of magic hitting him. Distracting. Other Ven should be doing better.

Vanitas's speech makes him grit his teeth, makes something bitter curl up inside the emptiness in his head. Friends The concept echoed blankly, bouncing off nothing. Ventus doesn't have friends, he has a purpose. He has his loyalty and his Master and he knows thats exactly all he has. All he should have. The state of the world. The bitter thing is squashed under a heel, smeared like a thin film across his thoughts.

"We'll see." He says curtly, ignoring the words, ignoring the new keyblade, ignoring his headache, ignoring the look in Vanitas' yellow eyes. He shifts his stance and pushes off, bringing the X-blade down against Void Gear with everything he can muster, and then some.

He hardly has a second to gape as the force of the strike, of his soul and Vanitas' clashing so utterly rips across the world around them, a malestorm of light and dark sparks as the stained glass beneath them shatters.

[vapidus]

Vanitas wouldn't be Vanitas if he didn't rub it in. He sees those gritted teeth and hears those curt words and lifts his chin with it.

"We will." He also has to have the last word, when it comes to things.

They clash together like current-driven icebergs - the impact rings out across the space, a tone so strong and high that it's only natural glass should shatter. Vanitas's eyes widen. The feedback pain feels like his ribcage has been crumpled up like a piece of paper, and he struggles to draw breath.

He floats in the dark space, surrounded by drifting and tumbling shards. He can see Ventus in the distance, the impact having pushed them apart.

[vacantis]

The pain is intense, and even with Vens discipline he curls over as he’s flung backwards, biting his tongue as something in his chest fragments into a thousand shining shards. His head knocks against one of the fragments of glass as he eights, the impact singing through his body like a tuning fork.

Somewhere he can feel his body stumble and weaken. It sends the singing tune desperate, The heart lies shattered, and X-blade came from that. Vanitas was killing them both, but more importantly he was destroying what Master Xehanort has worked so hard to create.

He needed to end this.

There was nothing to push off of in the void of his heart but Ven fling himself forward with a sheer force of will, light collecting around the X-blade as he brought it down. “You’re destroying everything!!” He cried, a raw sound never heard,. “You’re ruining it! Join with me! Join or we die!”