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--stay!

[ Is that a distorted, but may be recognizable voice? Why, yes, maybe, to those who know her. There's heavy breathing, but it distances itself from the Gear, and there's surprised sounds from a Togekiss, Typhlosion, and Gabite in the background.

Xion shakes her head. No, no, this can't be happening. Wait, she knew this place might have had a chance for something like this, but... A-Ahhghhh... She holds up hands that aren't human, gold talons moving at her will...

Fix this... Have to fix...

Swish swish swish. Clothes are being put on. Then: ]

I need... I need help. With something. Please.

[ Maybe it doesn't have to be Roxas this time. Maybe it could be Sora. Or Ven. Or anyone. ]

[ooc: 4TH WALL EVENT! GUESS WHO'S GOING TO TRY AND FIND SOMEONE TO FINISH HER? She'll be under her hood, and underneath she'll look... like this. Just maybe not gigantic. And it can be anyone. Corridors of Darkness can be convenient in traveling around, why can't Johto just allow that...

So yeah! If you're up for a fight, or just to convince this derp and stop her dead (hah) in her tracks from setting on a selfdestruction path... by all means! ]

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Heartless.

[ She backs up into Shirou, summoning her other Keyblade in hand. Hearts... She didn't have a heart, but she had a Keyblade. And Shirou... They were surely going to go for him.

That's not gonna happen. He's been too kind to her as a stranger then to acquaintances and maybe... Maybe they could be friends? ]

I'll make an opening. You get to somewhere safe.

Why? Is there no end to them? Do we have to run?

They can be anywhere if a place is unprotected enough... Please, Shirou, just go. I can handle this.

[ And one of these baddies makes a charge for her, but with two quick strikes she has it burst and a heart floats out into the sky. Two more of these swipe at her body, but she simply whacks at them both to oblivion. ]

Go!

[go? as the fiends charge for Xion, the girl fighting back and sending them straight to oblivion, he could only recall how this all started. he could have ran away. he could have killed her. but...maybe now was a good time to listen to her words. she seemed to know what these things were and what they were capable of. if she distracted them, perhaps they could meet up later]

But...

1.) Fight
2.) Run

Trace...on!

[with nothing else to say, Emiya Shirou has decided to stay and fight. there was strength in numbers, and he couldn't leave Xion. what if she reverted back to her berserk state again without him? what if he never saw her again? he hadn't done enough for her, he felt. and once these were taken care of, they could go back to what they were doing. if he was going to run, he was only going to run with Xion by his side. it's almost seamless, but Kanshou & Bakuya are back in his hands once more, his back to Xion as he's ready to take down these enemies. the weapons of the Heartless... these swords were nameless, composed of an element rather then something divine. he could project them if he so wanted to, but in the end, there was nothing special about these swords. only darkness. darkness that he was going to overcome with Xion. the resolve in his stance and eagerness to strike and protect her was all she needed to see. he wouldn't back down. really, did she expect someone as adamant as him to just run on his own?]

[ She's surprised when he opts to stay. Ugh. And she seems pretty sure the blades he's using aren't Keyblades. They just don't give off the same... energy as one. Sure, Heartless could be defeated by other means, but it was really the Keyblade that did them in and kept them from multiplying too much on the spot. Why won't he...

Her thoughts stop short when a Shadow emerges from the ground and tries to swipe at her with some of its other brethren following suit. She whacks that one to the side and fires up a Ragnarok to try and their their numbers. She fights, and at the same time, making sure Shirou doesn't get overwhelmed himself. ]

[a fact that Emiya Shirou would learn soon enough as he fought. while occassionally chancing a glance back at Xion as she fought, noting the grace she held, he didn't want to be outdone either. charging forward, he had no fear as he parried the strike of an Invisible. with a battle cry, Shirou hacks through the being's center, cleaving it in two with Bakuya.

and then the Shadows emerged from the ground. crossing his blades in an X formation, he swiped down and outward to take them down before they could get a proper chance to swipe at him. although much to his surprise, before a couple of them could be destroyed, the Heartless sunk back into the ground where he couldn't even reach them]

Oh no you don't!

[thrusting Kanshou and Bakuya into the darkened ground, it was almost like he was being surrounded by a pool of darkness, it seemed that when they were in this state even his swords had no effect. this was an enemy that he had no idea how to fight. what were the Heartless? he'd defeated that one with a dark sword easily enough by moving faster, but as he saw more, soldiers accompanying them as they danced around their prey, it was like they didn't know who to go for. the one with a heart...or the one with the blade that drew them here. if he stayed within this circle of darkness he'd be swallowed up by it. that much he already knew. the magus lifts his blades out of the ground, watchful eyes noting the soldiers that danced in and threatened to tear away at him. sparks flew as he clashed with their claws, but rather then strike back at them, he leapt away until he was closer to Xion again]

Xion, what's a Heartless?

Monsters made out of Darkness, born when the darkness in someone's heart overwhelms them, or... [ She points to a group of them with her Keyblade. ] They eat the person's heart to create more. Did you notice the hearts that floated up when I destroyed them?

[ Only the Keyblade could release their hearts, stop the Heartless from continually spawning in their current area and time. But darkness is always in a person's heart; if people weren't just... if people didn't let their darkness consume them...

No, she can't think like that. She can't think further on that when she concentrates even harder this time, reaching into the pool of power she's gained from absorbing strength from Roxas. Her Keyblades are pulled close to her body, forming an X over her face, and then-

Xion cries out, releasing that energy of light in the form of large, long beams bearing down on the vast majority of the Heartless' numbers ~~hi, Tales Of's Judgment~~. Haah... and she didn't even feel tired. She can do it again. Wipe them all out completely. ]

The darkness in someone's heart...? [corruption? when one lost their way? Shirou tries to grasp the concept. perhaps there was more to the concepts of light and darkness then he realized. the Holy Grail... that corrupted pile of filth that Saber destroyed, was that just another example of the darkness? the disaster that swept across Fuyuki City and killed so many... was that this darkness she spoke of? no, while this was decisively evil, there was something different about it meanwhile. regardless, it didn't sit well with him at all. no matter what the Heartless were, they weren't good. they'd kill them if they didn't do something. and as he recalled back to when he'd foughten back a few of them while Xion unleashed another powerful attack...]

...

[whenever he destroyed one, he didn't notice a heart floating away. it certainly was less gruesome then the actual thing, but who was he to question the form of the heart? magic was supposed to be a secret to the common world, after all. perhaps there was more to the heart then Shirou could understand. anyway, that wasn't the problem. the problem was--]

My swords aren't killing them then...

[his grip upon Kanshou and Bakuya tighten. Xion could release their hearts... so what was it about her swords that could do the job that he was lacking? if he could only project the Keyblades, he could make a difference maybe]

[ Xion begins to charge up that attack again, head bowed and eyes closed, but her senses picked up a bigger presence, a fouler stench of Darkness. Her eyes widened. How did she not notice this one? Maybe distracted by Shirou's words. Xion looks up ahead of her. ]

Look out!

[ With great strength despite her small frame, Xion pushes Shirou off to the side. However, now that her back is turned, a large, monstrous hand smashes into her back with great force into the ground. Something is cracked or possibly broken in her body at that. A large, booming sound reverberates around the area when her body makes contact with the floor, blood choking up and out of her mouth with a strangled gasp, and one of her Keyblades fly out of her hand and slides near Shirou. ]

Uhh... Urgh...

[ Xion struggles to stand, but the hand remains, putting even more pressure when the monster feels the movement. Hey, Shirou. This is staring down on you while he keeps Xion pinned to the floor. ]

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[just when Shirou was about to rush out against the Heartless (the least he could do was continue to seperate them and slow them down until he figured out what he could do), he could feel an unmistakable shudder practically freeze his body. something was here, something dangerous and out of his league. he didn't even need to see it to know that something bad was about to happen. and just as he impulsively turned around back to Xion, she'd already roughly shoved him away]

Gah! [it was like everything went in slow motion in that instant. he saw the humanity in Xion's brilliant blue eyes as she saved him in kind, shoved him out of harms way. reaching out to her in vain, his blood froze up the very moment that gargantuan hand came down to crush the armored girl. it was sick. the way blood was choked from her and surfaced out her mouth, this was on the verge of becoming something nightmarishly gruesome]

H-Haah...

[she'll die. Emiya Shirou will die with her if nothing can be done about this monster that had so suddenly appeared. strangely enough, if only momentarily, it seemed the rest of the Heartless had ceased their activities in wake of the now weakened Xion. a heart as strong as Shirou's or the wielder of the Keyblade... it seemed they made their choice as Shadows lingered and pooled around the hand that continued to crush Xion. he couldn't find his voice, watching the person he'd just saved earlier slipping away with each passing second]

...

[the ice melts, his blood starts flowing, adrenalyn and anger begin to swell within him as he immediately forces himself to his feet. despite his body's protests, despite the warnings that he'd die if he attacked the Heartless, all he could think about was saving Xion. to him, nothing else mattered now. without looking he leapt, Kanshou and Bakuya poised as he screams out]

Let her go!!

[that arm... he had to cut that arm that was holding her! it had to be as thick as Berserker's; but would it be as tough to cut? for Emiya Shirou, there was no compromise. he would kill this thing and take Xion to safety. ignoring the rest of the Heartless around him, he raised the twin swords as he jumped into the air, ready to bring them down against the arm of the Darkside Heartless pinning her down]

W-Wait... Shirou!

[ Try as she might want to warn him beforehand, there was still the Darkside's other arm to consider as it comes around to punch Shirou from his charge.

Despite the heaviness of the hand on her body, Xion continues to try and free herself from its grip. She grips her one Keyblade tighter before reversing her grip and driving the point inside the palm of the Heartless. It roared in its own way, letting go, but that was cue for the smaller Heartless to gang up on her anyway and keep her where she is, swallowed by a pile of skittering Darkness. ]

[so blinded by his ideals that he didn't even think to anticipate the free arm. he thought he'd be faster, but the Darkside's fist was a decisive factor in this battle. the moment he came into contact with the massive Heartless, his mind immediately blanked. as if there was nothing there, nobody there... all that remained was the darkness. was his body even intact? all he knew was that something hit him and that was enough to stop his attack. what was he fighting? who was he protecting--]

[and it all hits him. like a semi-truck had literally drove him through full speed. the bones in his body broke, run over by that truck of a hit as he was sent sprawling across the ground. red filled his vision, splotches of crimson scattered around him as he doubled over in pain. he couldn't even properly cry out with blood coming up. it must have been painful for Xion, but for a normal boy like Shirou, this should have killed him. it was terrible to the point that he thought he'd vomit up what remained of his organs, but instinct told him to hang onto something. give in and you'll die, his body said. but he couldn't respond. he couldn't even see properly his brains were so scrambled]

A-Ah-- [as he crumpled to the ground where he'd first started, Shirou's swords fell from his hands, the will to keep them in this world gone as they broke apart and scattered away with the wind. he could hear the skittering of the Heartless as they closed in on something...someone... who? who did he fight for? what was her name again?]

["You're going to help me."]

Urgh..! [despite the fact that he'd lost a lot of feeling in his body, his hand moved over the groove of something. something of which he'd never held before. the very moment that he did though, he saw it. with whatever coherency was left in his mind, he remembered. the girl who had attacked him, wanting to put an end to her suffering, the suffering of her friends... when she saw no other way out, who was there to show her the way? he didn't know her. but she was someone who deserved to be saved. did it matter who he knew and who he didn't?]

Xi...on... [his eyes clenched shut, he defied his body's state to move, almost pathetically so as he rolled onto his stomach and coughed. raising his head, one...two...three, he opened his eyes. all that greeted him was darkness. was that right? was he supposed to see nothing but pitch black? look harder, Shirou. she's in pain. being swallowed up by the darkness that would soon claim him, he was helpless. gritting his teeth, Shirou wouldn't have noticed if he busted one of them in the process. he was pissed off. he didn't want to die like this. he didn't want to lose Xion like this--!] Ahh...!! [clutching the foreign object he'd felt earlier in his broken daze, he saw it again. he saw her again. brief glimpses of still images... the Keyblade. he could see the Keyblade, but he couldn't analyze its structure.

origin unknown. components unknown. unable to trace or project. what he could see was its wielder. he saw her smile. he saw her break down. he saw her battle him, crying puppet and throwing away any sense of worth he was fighting for in her. such strong emotions and feelings that resonated within the heart of the faker magus]

["Monsters made out of Darkness, born when the darkness in someone's heart overwhelms them,"

the darkness was in his way. he couldn't see Xion because the darkness he had yet to cut away was still there. if his power couldn't liberate her from it, then he'd just take what could. to him he didn't care about what belonged to him and what didn't. all that mattered as he denied death and surpassed his body's limits was that he had to see Xion again]

I told you...

[he's back on his feet, zero'd in on his enemies that prepared to feast upon their prey. the Keyblade within his grip vanished in a flash of light. but just when he made a move to call forth his own weapons, hands reaching for what wasn't there--]

LET HER GO--

[--they appeared. his magic circuits didn't activate or take a toll on his body and yet they returned to him. nothing was drained, or rather he didn't acknowledge it, two matching Keyblades appearing in his maddened grip. black and white. yin and yang. two swords under one ideal, they may as well have been a single weapon wielded by Emiya Shirou. they sported an appearance much similar to the weapons he favored so much. with these in hand, he'd destroy the darkness!]

--BASTARDS!!!

[he bolted towards the pool of darkness, mindful of whatever the Darkside may have attempted for rushing in, but he wouldn't allow it this time. bringing the twin swords down, he swung wildly and yet with a purpose, swarms of Heartless that had piled on Xion being destroyed in single blows. the trapped hearts inside floated away one by one, Shirou hacking away at the mess of darkness that just about took away his friend. with a battle cry, he didn't stop, thinning everything out as he made note of others that could attack him]

[ Xion's head pops out from the inky black, gasping for air as though she were underwater. As Shirou demolished the Heartless with his... Keyblades? ... They were Keyblades... Xion moved to get out of the way of the rampage, but only briefly and noting that her vision seemed... odd.

Oh. Her right eye. One of the Heartless, and their claws... Shaking her head, Xion summoned back both of her Keyblades and joined Shirou in thinning the numbers, while also keeping an eye on the Darkside. The monstrosity is quickly recovering from her maiming of its hand, and it's rearing its hand back for another strike at the two.

In her state, she couldn't have them dodge both. Despite the pain, despite the fact she's overworking herself despite the large amount of power she's gained in this form, Xion prepares another attack, and her Keyblades light up with power.

She's not going to let Shirou die here.

Once she'd clear a path for herself and took care of most of the smaller Heartless, Xion literally flies at the Darkside, Keyblades dazzling in coats of light as she initiates an Event Horizon. ]

[without getting a proper opportunity to ask if she was alright, Shirou had acknowledged that she was back up again, thinning the crowd with him. if he had it his way, she wouldn't have to fight at all. girls shouldn't have had to fight, he thought. he thought of it, but knew better. they could be strong; it was just conflicting with his own desire to make sure that nobody got hurt. he failed Xion the moment the Darkside had initially crushed her. and he'd do everything in his power to make sure that didn't happen again. the same and yet completely different.

the Keyblades Shirou wielded held the same full hand-guard that many Keyblades had, the blades curved much like Kanshou and Bakuya were. and at the end were what appeared to be splintered edges to make the end of the key shape. it was almost like a contorted version of reinforcement, an idea that the magus couldn't help but wonder if he could apply to these. could he use his magic with these Keyblades? he could only do one thing, yet...the potential was as endless as the blades he carried upon that hill. when he had the time to understand the Keyblades, he'd consider what could be done. until then? this was enough. clashing with the claws of two Soldiers that leapt up at him, the white blade reached in and cleaved them in two. more hearts released. just keep fighting. don't stop. don't stop or you'll die, his body told him. the moment that he summoned those weapons, it seemed the Heartless couldn't decide who to properly go for. in fact, many tended to gravitate towards Shirou when they would attack either one of the two without purpose. a strong heart backed by the power of the Keyblades, Shirou had become a newfound target for them]

HAAH--!! [he smashes through the helment of another Soldier, sweeping out the black blade behind him as Shadows attacked. with a style that was his own, that would be his own, it was like he was a completely different person when he fought with those swords. even with the weapons he originally projected. it was Archer, the memories of his battles throughout the Holy Grail War. Archer's battle tactics, his knowledge, his weapons, they all flowed within Emiya Shirou to create another faker. and he could only get stronger from there. divide himself from what made Archer who he was. after all, they were completely different people in his head. unlike him, he had no regrets. wouldn't have no regrets. it wasn't until he mowed down three of the Invisible that he realized there weren't that many left, impossibly bright flashes of light taking place behind him as Xion rushed down the Darkside.

help her. fight alongside her. she couldn't possibly beat that thing alone. on instinct, he whipped around and just...stopped. it felt that everything except Xion froze in his eyes, entranced by the power she was unleashing. it was rough, aggressive, but with a purpose. it was almost like Saber with how she guided her blade...]

[ Except Saber is more experienced, knightly, heroic. Real. She has purpose and importance? Xion? The only important thing was that she returned to where she truly belong, even at the cost of her own existence.

The Darkside tries to fight back, but she's too fast and small despite the power she's displaying. She buries the Keyblades into its limbs like a hot knife into butter, the light splintering the dark easily. But her doing this attack now means she's nearly reaching her limit...

With a cry and a thrust of her Keyblades skyward, Xion calls four pillars of light to tear through the area and eliminate the rest of the Heartless and Darkside once and for all. ]

[Xion's show of strength was only another parallel to his former Servant. someone so small, someone one wouldn't expect to be a fighter, and she had the strength to topple that giant. David vs Goliath wasn't all that impossible, considering what could be done in this day and age to augment the power of someone smaller. magic, unbelievable weapons, the list went on. but it still was surreal just watching Xion go. this was her limit, he could see that. he'd pushed himself in turn, but he knew that he hadn't pushed himself as hard as she did. he hadn't given himself the chance to...]

!

[this was bad. Xion was going to do more damage to herself then to the Heartless at this rate if her body couldn't take the output. even as she summoned forth those pillars of light that eradicated the remaining Heartless and the Darkside, Shirou couldn't help but call out to her, despite being blinded]

Xion!!

[ At his cry, Xion unsteadily falls to her knees. The Darkside is dispersing, fading away from the attack. She drops her Keyblades to place her hands upon the ground to prevent herself from fully falling over. Aggh... There's blood dropping onto the ground below in rivulets. She can't see in her right eye, and she isn't sure if she can even cast up a simple Cure spell to try and alleviate the pain and damage to her body.

Still, she can't fall now. Slowly lifts her head back up and face where Shirou is before struggling and... failing to stand on her own two feet now, and promptly lands on her rear in a clatter. ]

Haah... Are you okay, Shirou?

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