Act II by whimsical_sage (critique requested)

Act II (critique requested)


11 September 2014 at 21:46:20 MDT

The ebb and flow of time ; a chain of memories restored and a connection reborn. Strengthened and resolved, the memory of a young girl who gave her all to protect the worlds is born anew. And hidden within the depths of the Worlds, an insidious plot of baptizing through fire comes to life within the blinding grip of the Light.

' .i They're called the Soulless. '

Hazel eyes snap open to meet two more sets of irises. Crimson and a pupiless blue-white. Relief flooded their forms near immediately, and for just a moment, the disjointed thoughts of the figure that had been resting in a peculiar egg shaped pod had to wonder when she was odd enough to start consorting with a gothic rabbit and a cat with no pants.

Her standards must've fallen.

The girl's lips curl into a smile, even as she stumbles out of the once the rabbit's exuberant voice greets her and she's swept into a hug that hurt. Which was good, because if something hurt, that obviously meant she was alive-

ii. ' A Soulless is the inverse of a Heartless ; driven by conviction instead of instinct. '

"You've missed a lot since you've been, uh- indisposed, Sui-- "

The words filled her with some vague sense of dread, even as she folds her arms over her chest to shield herself from the inevitable. She had just woken up! She wanted to go ho- well, technically she was home - but she wanted to see her family, or rather, her mom! And there was trouble already? Just what she needed. Reaching into herself, the girl nodded and steeled her face into one of determination.

iii. ' Their impulse to destroy darkness extends to eradicating those with even an iota of it within themselves. As you can imagine, this doesn't bode well for the rest of us . . . '

Merlin's voice, though aged, demanded respect from the youths that stood in front of him with the utmost attentiveness in their eyes. The trio stood ramrod straight, with no small amount of vexation radiating from the Keybearer of the group. Understandable, really, but her life had been thrust into circumstances that far outstripped her own desires, at this point. Nevertheless, they had a job to do. Complaining would get them nowhere.

iv. ' There will be times where you need your allies. '

" Any reason why I look like a Saturday Morning Cartoon? " Suihei looked over the simple gloves on her hands, as well as Noxic and Nyx -both of whom looked a lot more cartoony than they had before. That, and everything sorta seemed . . . faded in color? "Nope! But, heh, we gotta make these people smile. So put on y'er best face, Sui!" She never saw the pie coming, courtesy of Nyx's own expert aim.

v. ' There will be times, where you must rely on yourself. '

Suihei takes a step back, head craning in order to glance upon the creature that stood stories above her. Clad in white, and decorated with florets, this behemoth of a beast clenched its fist and roared, sending shockwaves across a familiar, mosaic of stained glass and her, with it. Light seared at her flesh, burned her, threatened to rend her mind apart with the sheer heat behind it. She lands on the ground with a thud, grasping her Keyblade in a shaky hand in order to steady her attempts at regaining balance.

vi. ' But you must always be open to new bonds. '

Overwhelmed. They were overwhelmed, and there was nothing they could do about it. With a mighty swing, the Behemoth lashed out to strike at all three of the party members. With all of them on their last leg, there was no way that they'd survive this. Suihei squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for a pain that never quite came, if only due to the resounding clang of steel on steel.

"Hn. So you're still getting beat around like the runts you are, huh?" Cerise eyes met the shocked expressions of the trio behind her, gloved hands holding away the giant cleaver that had threatened to bisect them with all the ease of a dog carrying its pup. "Tch. Pathetic. Go! " The hooded figure pushed back with as much force as possible, sending the muscled Soulless back and pinning him down with a lance of bone.

The trio nodded and ran ahead. Suihei paused for a moment, glancing over her shoulder to the mysterious figure cloaked in dark robes.

" So you've finally made it . . . " The voice could be compared to being as light as a feather, a smooth baritone that poured over the ears of his subjects with a honey richness that betrayed his hard features. How dare they? All his carefully laid plans, all his hard work, everything that he'd done, had plotted eons for had been undone by a child. A child and her friends, who just didn't know how to die like the dogs they were. He gazed down upon the Trio, from the brunette who stood in the center, Kingdom Key in hand. The dark lagomorph who held his scythe at the ready, poised to support his friend and burst into action at any moment. Finally, to the feline, who's fur was bristled and absolutely crackled with pulses of nothingness and arcane energy.

He casts aside his cowl, standing to his impressive height of 7'5" and abandoning the crystalline throne he had been settled in mere moments before. Gilded armor formed upon his very being whilst a blade of pure energy came to form in his hand.

" Very well. Your insolence shall be suffered no longer. Come, Keybearer. Be purged by the Ever Radiant Light! "

' ʟᴇɢᴀᴄʏ? ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴜᴘᴘᴏsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴀɴ?! '

' ᴡʜʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏʙʟᴀᴅᴇ ᴄʜᴏᴏsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ?! '

' ᴏʜᴀɴᴀ ᴍᴇᴀɴs ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ . . . ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴs, ɴᴏʙᴏᴅʏ ɢᴇᴛs ʟᴇғᴛ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ, ᴏʀ ғᴏʀɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ. '

' ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇɴᴅ! '

' ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ᴀғʀᴀɪᴅ . . . '

' ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴛʜɪs ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ? ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜᴏ . . . ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ? '

' sᴏ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋᴇʏ's ᴄʜᴏsᴇɴ ᴄʜᴀᴍᴘɪᴏɴ? ᴛʜᴇɴ sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ. sʜᴏᴡ ᴍᴇ . . . ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ! '

ᴀᴄᴛ ɪɪ ; s ᴀ ɴ ᴄ ᴛ ᴜ ᴀ ʀ ʏ

This is a picture I've been waiting a good month and some change on, from one of my favorite artists at that! I decided to use it as a reference for an older Suihei, if only because of the slight changes from her standard attire. I decided to throw in a little excerpt if only to remind myself that there're totally two parts to her story. Gonna- eventually do that. Eventually. I'm just pretty bad at doing that thing where I scene transition.

Suihei © whimsicalsage whimsicalsage
Artwork © jkim910

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