Fractured Twilight {KH Fanfic/Boy Of Choice}

Vanitas End

An ear piercing sound of destruction was heard, causing Vanitas to wince from such a sound. His head was pounding and his body aching as his eyes fluttered open to adjust to the sunlight shining in his face. He realized he got to see the light of another day in spite of the impact he received just a few minutes earlier. Feeling sore and miserable Vanitas began to painfully push himself into a sitting position, but that feeling was short lived as another ear piercing crash filled his ears.

"The fuck?" Vanitas looked around, realizing the others were still rendered unconscious.

He began to scramble to stand as he darted to the nearest person that being his counter part. Vanitas tried not to feel too concerned over Ventus as he pressed two fingers against his neck to check for a pulse, but a sigh of relief escaped his lips anyway as a gentle beat was felt under his fingertips.. If him and Ventus were alive, surely everyone else was...Right.

Another crash perked Vanitas' attention and in that moment he realized who was missing. Desperation filled his body as he noticed the abstract crater close by, one that wasn't there before. 'Emberlynn!' He screamed in his head, not able to croak out any words. Despite his body screaming at him to cease any movement Vanitas began to claw his way towards the newly created hole in hopes she was there.

Vanitas' desperation was great, causing him to trip right at the end. As Vanitas collapsed he resorted to crawling, dragging himself to peer over the ledge. To his dismay there he saw Ember facing Xehanort alone, and Vanitas' chest tightened at the sight. Both were beaten and bruised, blood oozing down from multiple wounds inflicted on one another. However that never stopped either of them from engaging in battle, both thrashing around to gain the upper hand. Vanitas knew he had to go down there. He had to help. Ember was fighting so hard and yet there he was barely able to even run to her.

All the years of abuse and training led him to this moment as he prepared himself for the amount of pain he was about to endure. He squeezed his eyes shut and threw himself off the ledge of the cliff, tumbling down and following the curve that was created. Vanitas clenched his teeth together, his muscles aching tremendously as he was impacted severely. The fall downwards was an unpleasant one, but one he was willing to face... He couldn't imagine how Ember felt compared to him. She probably felt even worse than he did. He could suck it up. The pain was nothing compared to what she was enduring.

As Vanitas collapsed onto the ground below he hissed through his teeth, grasping his throbbing muscles and shakily pushed himself to his feet. Ember was right there within his grasp he just had to push himself forward.

Vanitas summoned his Keyblade and did everything he could to shake off the burning feeling he was receiving and began to advance. He timed his arrival so perfectly that just as Xehanort had thrown an orb of darkness Ember's direction Sora was able to jump in and knock the blast away before it even reached her.

Ember blinked in surprise at Vanitas' arrival. He was surprised himself to see tears swelling in her eyes and threatening to fall. With a quivering lip she took a deep breath and shook her head. "I-I thought... You were dead."

Vanitas' chested twinged at her words as he realized what she was thinking. She saw the same sight he did at the top of the cliff and thought everyone was dead yet... Yet she still fought. She continued to fight for the freedom and safety of everyone. Vanitas forced a strained smirk in hopes it would lift her spirits even a bit.

"Emberlynn I'm okay, and I checked on Ven. Let's kill this guy so we can get the hell out of here!"

Vanitas did his best to relieve Ember of any anxieties. He wasn't sure who was alive and who was dead but now wasn't the time to figure that out. His eyes turned to Xehanort, his eyes gleaming with malicious amusement at their interaction. For once he had nothing to say, but Vanitas knew he was plotting his next move. Vanitas knew Xehanort could never be left unchecked.