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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[vapidus]

It turned out that being sworded and magiced to a pulp on the outside translated to whatever place Vanitas had ended up on the inside, because he felt, not to put too fine a point on it, like shit.

Despite the urgency of the situation still hammering at the inside of his chest, waking was groggy and slow, and awareness coincided with his feet touching smooth glass.

He opened his eyes, and saw Ventus standing across from him, lit up from underneath, and felt a surge of spiteful satisfaction at the sight and words, with attendant smirk.

It was soured by a glance at the images below, and then dismissed, unescaped. He summoned his own keyblade. The eyes on it fixed on Ventus, and the rusted, chipped thing he was holding.

"You assume I even care about that." Vanitas straightened his spine, and shifted a foot back. "Why would I complete something so pathetic?"