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Thrais shook her head to try and clear it, she couldn't afford to be side tracked right now. Fastening the chest plate onto herself, the sun light shimmered in the irridecent metal.
She could see the signatures of her team mates begingin to disperse along the island. It was only a matetr fo time now... and she wiated in an anticipation that was almost consuming.

Syric strode confidently into the ocean after Rix. As she was enjoying herself, Syric just kept walking.
"You might want to find a place closer to the island." He said, "I plan to come in with a bang."
He waved with his back to the island as he disappeared under the brilliant blue waters.


Syric seemed unhindered by the water as he strode across the bottom. His coat billowed gently, and he pulled his hood over his head, covering his flowing blond hair.

"Fly it in!" he waved at Vice once everyone on the ship was out. He watched as the members took their positions. Though he didn't see Ryo anywhere. Summoning his keyblade, he took one last look at Thrais. "Good luck." he whispered. Stabbing the tip of the key into the sand, a golden shield seemed to engulf his body. In an instant, the key wielder was fully underground the warm sand. He would have to use the footsteps the Order members would leave in order to fully utilize his position and attack pattern.

All was left to do was await Zife and Thrais to put their plan into action. Once the stage was set, the finale would start.

((Awesome, Dorinda! Can't wait to see him again!))

(( YAY^^, it'll be like old times!))

The time was approaching faster, and Thrais finally watched as the chasers spred out, taking their positions. when a good few minutes went by, she slowly rose to her feet on the tree top.
Waiting for the final signal from Zife.
Though she wasn't sure what she could do.... to bring out the signal of the final key.

Thrais racked her brain for an idea of how to draw the signal out again and get the Orders attention. she remembered the key itself reacted when her heart was under strain... maybe the shielding of it got weaker when she wa sin pain.
Did that eman she'd have to hurt herself somehow? no- thats not it...
As she tried to figure out a way, she waited for Zife's signal to begin.

Syric stood on the ocean floor, not too far from the island.
He was close enough to jump in the fray when he was needed.
In preparing for the battle, Syric was twisting his hands through the water. Every minute or so, a icy orb was created. He laid each one on the ground, and kept producing more.
Amazingly, the orbs didn't float. They stayed where they were, not even budging when Syric's heavy boot stomped nearby.

Soon, Syric had over a half a dozen orbs made. They were piled in a neat pyramid, and the large man was crouched next to them. His hand in his coat, grasping something something nestled securely in his belt.

Zife gently landed on the soft sand his boots sunk in lightly, he scanned the area making sure everyone was in position. The blond nodded seeing everyone was willing and ready to strike.

Suddenly a Massive shadow fell upon the islands as if something had eclipsed the sun. The Keywielder quickly shot his head upwards; he stared wide-eyed at a Goliath sized ship hovering over them. This was no ordinary ship this thing was enormous it completely blotted out the sun. “This may be a problem” Zife though to himself as the ship came to a halt.

The Keywielder stood silent glaring at the colossal ship. He was able to make out seven figures soaring through the sky towards Thrais and Himself. “Ready” He spook softly towards Thrais.


((Sorry guys still without a computer and so I have to use my sisters and I don't get it very often))

[Is Cash coming home for good? Or just on leave?]

Gabriel let his attention wander from one teammate to another, mulling over what little he knew about these people that had come to matter so much to him, here at the end.

Zife, who had done better than just about anyone who was as far in over their head as he was...

Prinz, the hotshot veteran who finally understood just how precious a gift he really had, and not just the Keyblade...

Thrais, with whom he shared the unpleasant curse of being enslaved to one's own destiny...

Syric, driven by a thirst for revenge for a loss even greater than Gabriel's own, but with the singular advantage of having that revenge within his grasp...

Maki, who had enough spunk and sparkle for the entire team and then some...

Dorinda, whose dark side could someday make a powerful weapon, if only she could tame and control it...

Rix, the Nobody, who struck him as being more human and more "Somebody" than many people he'd known...

Tau, the only one of the Chasers who could appreciate the scope of time that Gabriel's passengers had endured...

Gabriel shook his head, trying to concentrate on the mission. But the more he thought about it, the more he realized just how much in common the Chasers had. It made him almost happy to know that he would not meet his fate alone today.

((glad you can at least help with the finale, it would be a shame for you to miss your own party))

vice stops immediately after seeing the massive ship fly, and he slides up against the wall of the treehouse, just barely able to see the seven figures dropping down towards zife "let's just hope he can last long enough for us" vice whispers quietly, drawing a knife in each hand and preparing for the fight "for kingdom hearts" he says almost inaudible, as he holds both arms above his head and prepares to throw his knives when zife gives the signal