In a cataclysm known as the Nightfall, the worlds were almost completely destroyed by a harrowing surge of darkness.
In the shadows of the ensuing chaos a new group has taken shape. Led by an Aegyl named Kalos, the 11th Hour touts an esoteric knowledge of how to combat the darkness and restore the worlds. They might be the worlds’ best chance at survival; but nobody really knows enough about them to confirm or deny their claims.
On the brink of collapse, the universe holds its breath in anticipation. Of restoration? Of destruction? It is up to individuals like yourself to decide.
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Avari stood on the low rising wall surrounding the Station Plaza of the train station, with the looming structure of the the town's clocktower and the shattered moon above hanging over her. From her little vista, she could see the lights of the city life below, further down the hill and into the heart of the city, where the majority of the refugees gathered. Her heart sank as she could clearly see from here many of the collapsed buildings that didn't survive the fight against the Chaos Dark Hide, an ever present reminder of the high cost they paid in surviving that fight. Many of her friends had been seriously hurt, and there were likely still bodies that hadn't been accounted for during the aftermath of the battle.
The weight of the event had taken its toll on Avari, she was finding it more and more difficult to replace her worry with promises that everything would work out in the end. And the worst of it was that Avari had frozen up during the battle against the Chaos Hide. Every moment she spent alone she could still see that massive energy beam shooting through the dark sky, she could feel the tremble in the earth as the creature moved. Avari had always been brave before, but she'd never experienced anything of this scale before. And by the time she finally arrived on the scene, the heartless had been defeated, and two of the strongest people she knew had barely survived.
Her hands clenched into fists as she gazed out over the city, frustrated with herself. If Max still had his memory, she was sure he'd be telling her to stop her moping and to get back to training. Without her mentor though, she could only practice the forms he already taught her, but it was better than nothing. She needed to be stronger, but she didn't feel like she was improving fast enough, considering all that had happened.
With a draw of her sword and a deep breath, Avari hopped off the wall back onto the plaza grounds and began rehearsing the different swings and positions Max had taught her. The longer this went on, however, the more frustrated she became about how useless it all felt.
The Black Dragon soared high in the air above Station Heights, gliding lazily on his large black wings as he surveyed Twilight Town from the air. He had been biding time for a while as he waited on his new Nobody minion to report back to him with information that might bring him closer to finding this world’s keyhole. The Bringer of Darkness would prefer to approach the situation more directly, but there were some powerful individuals among Twilight Town’s defenders that he would prefer not to become entangled with: three Keyblade wielders, a boy who manipulated lightning as if it were a part of his own body, and a soldier from Ciraph’s own homeworld. The Black Dragon had borne witness to their fight against the “Chaos Hide”, however, and knew if he was likely never going to have a better chance to look for the keyhole himself than when nearly half of this world’s strongest defenders were injured or otherwise out of commission. A small smile cracked Ciraph jaws as he recalled the sight of his fellow Grendamite being incinerated by the immense heartless.
And so, here he was, high above the town and cloaked in invisibility, searching for some possible sign of the keyhole. His search had borne no fruit, however, and he had grown more and more frustrated the closer he came to Station Heights, which would be the end of his search. It was as he neared this location that he noticed a young girl at his destination, all alone and seemingly practicing with a sword. As far as the dragon heartless could tell it was clear that the keyhole was not here, and so he turned his attention to the girl and the darkness he could sense writhing within her as he began to circle Station Heights.
He stayed like this for several long moments, watching her go through her forms and stances as he circled above like an invisible vulture eyeing a fresh corpse, all the while considering what he should do with her. He sensed the darkness within her, writhing and screaming to come out. He could tell that it was feeding on her emotions, no doubt confusion and fear and anger at the outcome of the fight against the “Chaos Hide”, and growing stronger as she swung her sword around.
Finally, he decided on a course of action, and called forth some of his lesser brethren of the darkness, a quartet of neo-shadows that slithered out of the ground right behind the girl. He commanded them to attack her, and watched as they made their way across the Station Heights Square towards the back of the unsuspecting girl.....
In the midst of her practicing she did not pay attention as the heartless silently approached. It wasn't until the last minute as one of them began to pounce that she even caught wind of their presence. She spun on her heel and caught one of the neo-shadows claws with her blade. At first, surprise took her face, but then anger as she knocked its claw away, counting 3 more neo-shadows among its rank.
"Haven't hurt enough people yet? Fine! I was hoping for some target practice!" She barked at them before rushing forward to cut down the closest enemy. It nimbly jumped out of the way, and as her sword struck the ground it left a massive crack in the brick-work. She had to immediately bring it back up to block another attack, and as she did so she unleashed a gravity spell, catching two of them as they were suddenly weighed down to the ground.
She immediately knocked the other neoshadow away and began attacking again, and the fight progressed in much the same manner, though now she was only fighting two of them as she maintained her spell with one hand and swung her sword with the other. The heartless would get a few swipes in here and there as she became more and more reckless the angrier she became. She was so focused on making the heartless hurt that she didn't seem to be as concerned with herself.
It seemed to be working in her favor for awhile, however, as she managed to turn one to black dust, but just as she landed the finishing blow, the other came up from behind and struck her in the back of the head, and she lost her grip on the spell she'd had the other two heartless trapped in. She spun around to then slash at her attacker before she jumped back and took a defensive stance, feeling the warmth of her blood dripping from the back of her head, but the adrenaline kept the pain at bay for now.
The Midnight Dragon circled overhead, watching the girl as her anger flared and she fought the neoshadows wildly and recklessly. She managed to disable two with gravity magic, keeping them locked in place as she took on the other two. She did well at first, even managing to return one to the realm of darkness. As she did so, the other free neoshadow came up behind her and delivered a blow to the back of her head, opening a small wound and drawing blood. It also disrupted her control over the gravity spell, releasing the other two who began to encircle the enraged teen with the third neoshadow. When they would normally attack, though, Ciraph silently commanded them to just keep her contained.
Then he dived, still invisible, towards the ground. At the last moment, he flared his wings and beat them against the air hard to slow his descent, sending a powerful wind across everything immediately surrounding him. With his invisibility still active, it would likely be very confusing for the girl, with random criss-crossing winds kicking up out of nowhere. As he settled on the ground, he Let his invisibility fade away, the result being what looked like lines of liquid light running through the air and where they passed his body materialized. His maw split open in a wide, toothy grin as his yellow eyes locked on the teenager and a low growl rumbled from deep in his chest.
“Hello, little one,” he said slowly and menacingly, slowly moving closer to the point his grinning muzzle was in her face, “Are you sure you should be out here all alone? Isn’t it...dangerous?”
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For some reason unknown to Avari, the heartless hesitated to pounce on her, but it didn't take long to find out why. The wind began to kick up around them out of nowhere, so much so that it was difficult to maintain her footing. As the air began to slow, a low growl from a large creature could be heard from behind, causing the hairs on tge back of her neck stand straight up. She turned to see the glimmering form of a black dragon appear, looming over her.
She staggered back several feet before remembering the neoshadows were blocking her escape. Her grip tightened on her sword, but she was trembling now as the dragon moved closer, its muzzle right in front of her face as it grinned wickedly. Her brain told her that she couldn't show fear to something like this. But she didn't seem capable of telling her body to move now, or to shout back some defiant retort to the dragon. Because she was afraid, and the fear paralyzed her.
Her gaze frantically scanned for the escape routes that weren't there, realizing what a poor decision it had been to come alone. She had never encountered a creature this dangerous- was it also a heartless? She had never encountered one with this kind of intelligence. The others needed to be warned, but there was no way she could outrun this thing, and the neoshadows would surely tear her up along the way.
The girl’s fear in the presence of The Midnight Dragon was palpable, nearly tangible. He relished in it, savoring the taste of it on the air. He began to slowly circle her as he summoned another half-dozen neoshadows, which began to dance around them in a circle menacingly. It seemed they, too, could anticipate what the Heartless dragon might be about to do.
“What’s wrong little one?” He said slowly, his voice deep and raspy, a malicious sounding growl from the bottom of his chest, “Still afraid of the dark, little one?”
He chuckled out loud as he circled behind her, flicking up the spiked end of his tail close to her face, close enough to hopefully make her flinch, but not close enough to harm her. No, he wanted this particular prey to be left unharmed. He had plans for her.
“You should be, you know,” he said, intent on feeding the raging inferno of terror he could sense burning inside the girl at that moment, “I imagine you’ve not encountered a Heartless such as myself, have you? Did you even know Heartless could be intelligent? Oh, what a shock this must be for you...”
He continued circling, and as he came back around in front of her, he lunged towards her, planting one scaly, clawed hand in her chest, knocking her onto her back and pinning her to the ground. He let out a growl and turned a single yellow eye to look straight into hers.
“But don’t worry, I won’t hurt you...much,” he said as he began to dig the tip of a single claw into her chest, right where her delicious-smelling heart would lie....
The dragon began circling her, causing her to flinch as its tail flicked near her face. She glanced down at the blade of her sword, anger swelling in the midst of her paralyzing fear. Her knuckles were bone white as her mind screamed at her to move. The dragon kept taunting her, seeing her as no more than a bug to be squashed. With an aggravated scream, she turned to slash at it with her sword, but it had already moved around her again, and once she turned to face it she was forced to the ground. Her sword clattered on the ground beside her.
Avari grimaced as a single talon dug into her chest. Though everything about the situation told Avari the dragon wanted to kill her, it seemed to be claiming otherwise. Struggling under the dragon heartless's hold, she managed to choke out a few words, "Get... Get away!" With all the effort she could muster, she reached out one hand to try and hold back the dragon's talon while the other reached for the brick floor around her. Her hand started glowing a warm red, and the brick work beside her started to melt away. With what strength she had she launched a molten rock of brick at the dragon's face, hoping it would at least force it off her.
The pain in her chest was overwhelming her now though, as tears formed around her eyes and she tried as much as she could to keep the talon from reaching further towards her heart. But the dragon was far stronger than her, and she knew she was growing weaker as her grip slackened, and the fight in her began to fade.
The Midnight Dragon leered hungrily at the girl as he pushed his claw slightly further into her chest, stopping just short enough to avoid killing her. It was then that her magical attack hit him, magic-infused molten rock splashing across his face. He laughed at the attempt. It was a loud, rumbly sound that came from his chest as he stretched his long neck skyward. As he finished laughing, he let out a large gout of flame before coiling his neck back in to stare the girl in the eye.
“You cannot stop what will come, little one,” he said slowly, one yellow eye fixed on her, “I am the bringer of darkness and flame, and I will not be denied my prize.”
The heartless dragon let out a booming roar as he began to pump dark energy into his victim’s heart to leave his mark....
Avari's vision blurred, only allowing her a glimpse of the flash of color when the dragon breathed its own fire into the air. The dragon told her she could not stop what would come, announcing himself as a bringer of darkness and flame. In what she considered her final moments, her thoughts went not to how she had not been strong enough to protect herself, or about any of the other refugees. Instead she only pictured her home, in Radiant Garden, with her parents and her brother.
A sharp increase in pain interrupted the thought, however, and her arms both fell to her sides as her eyes closed. The last words she uttered under her breath were, "I'm sorry, Kale," before her consciousness drifted and her body went limp.
Ciraph continued with his task as the girl lost consciousness. Now he could leave his mark on this little one’s heart with her none the wiser. The spectacle he had made had kept her attention off of the tendrils of dark energy twisting their way down his claw and towards her heart. They would make they way inside her and attach themselves to her heart, where they would form a mark that would taint her, and allow him to influence her from afar and track her. It would be a good way to keep track of what the defenders of the light might be up to in Twilight Town.
Once his task was complete, he withdrew his claw from the girl’s chest, leaving her where she lay on the ground. At his command, the neoshadows that had been surrounding them disappeared into the darkness. As for the Midnight Dragon himself, he walked around his nee play-thing and, with a final glance at his handiwork, disappeared into a dark corridor, leaving the unconscious girl alone on the ground...