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    Ky looked out onto the fiery scene, and woke up, his plane in pieces surrounding him. He took up the pieces, looked at every burned hole, ashed cylinders and electronic chips in the rubble before standing up and seeing the cuts and bruises that spread over his body. It was a wonder that he was alive, with no broken bones. He moved every piece into a pile, and limped off into the river. He looked up to the sky, the clear weather blinding him from being under the rubble. He drank some of the river water, and poured a bit on the wounds he received. He looked around seeing nothing but a nearby village or a city. He began to wade in the water, the rushing rapids causing his wounds to deepen, and his struggling to get out of the center, pushing harder and harder to get to the other side. He stopped struggling and let the water drag him to the edge of the river. Coughing up blood, Ky stood up on incredibly shaky legs, and took a breather. It was better than dying this early, at least in his opinion. He continued walking, only to pass out cold close to nothing.

    Ky woke up, slightly groggy and blood still seeping from his wounds. He looked up, saw Silver, and begun to drift before his brain woke him up. "Ow, that hurts... you know..." He cringed at the pain, and began to quiet down for a bit. Looking at silver, he gave him his own medicine with the trademarked Silver grin. "I don't understand, how am I still alive? I mean, i lost so much blood..." Ky shook his head. it was another moment when he remembered something that was sealed off long ago, not by himself. He was in a tank, healing or being made, and heard the water running in the tank. He grabbed his head, the pain intensified, and remembered just a voice.









    "Open your eyes."

    Ky looks at him, with anticipated eyes. He knew that was going to happen, so he looked at Silver and thanked him. Next was the harder part. He attempted walking but all that came out was a limp and a stagger back down on his knees. His legs felt like they would explode any second, but he kept walking forward, letting Silver guide him.

    Ky felt his weight split, and looked towards Silver. He put a painfully obvious glare on, as if Silver wasn't even trying to hide it. "You know, I'm not stupid. You could at least try harder to disguise it." He scowled, and held onto Silver closely. "Brace yourself, (Winter's coming) It's gonna be fast." He used the Travel to speed things up, and teleported to Silver's mom.

    Ky felt the pain swell up into smaller condensed areas. He blanked his emotions and returned to that one sentence. He'd heard it before, but where? It was no coincidence that this memory was just appearing, not to mention how it was never in his head. It was as if the memory was a long time ago, when he was younger. But then, that would have altered the original memories, which in turn would mean that... He shook his head. It was not possible. Hands up at his head, he began to scream in frustration, and looked up at the sky before passing out again.
























    "Why do you do this? Open your eyes."














    Ky felt the pain swell up into smaller condensed areas. He blanked his emotions and returned to that one sentence. He'd heard it before, but where? It was no coincidence that this memory was just appearing, not to mention how it was never in his head. It was as if the memory was a long time ago, when he was younger. But then, that would have altered the original memories, which in turn would mean that... He shook his head. It was not possible. Hands up at his head, he began to scream in frustration, and looked up at the sky before passing out again.
























    "Why do you do this? Open your eyes."














    Ky felt it. A distant thrum of energy that seemed... familiar. Whose was it? Silver, he remembered. It smelled and felt bland and empty, as if the magic was nothing but hollow. He returned back to his body, still distraught with how the voices and memories interfered. This got him thinking. He flipped out of Silver's grip, landing on his back and wincing. "One question, Venice. How did you know my name was Ky? I never told you that piece of information." Ky stood up now, and walked on a limp in the direction they were heading in and realized where they were going. "Okay, you suicidal nimrods, whose idea was it to go to the Castle of Death? I want answers, STAT." These people wanted to get killed full-time. Wincing with the sudden headache, he fell onto his knees as more memories came in his head. This time, it was just an image of him holding a sword in fron of a dead man, with the feel of blood crawling upon him.

    (Normal people: Imma do my homework now...
    Me: Screw homework, imma play some Ace Attorney...)



    Ky unleashed a monstrous growl at all of them, still thinking that they were being suicidal. "Enough. Arguing will get us nowhere. I may have a plan to get us in, but i need all of your input on weapons. What are you good at using, Scrap? If you're going to join us, you might as well pick your poison." [color=#A9A9A9]Ky dropped onto his knees and opened up his backpack. Undamaged blueprints were still inside the tattered bag, due to a magician from far away. Looking deep inside, he found blueprints in swords, hammers and spears, as well as one old blueprint that was about a revolver. [color=#FF0000]"No, you cannot use brute force. It is impossible unless you want to give up your arm, and fight bionically. End of point, do you want your arm cut off? Here are blueprints of weapons. Choose one, and let's go.


    Ky laughs at his notion, sad as it was. "I see that you are stubborn. All right, let's see, what happens if you get kidnapped or die? Or, if any one of us gets seen? I've been in that castle somewhat, and one time was the cloning room. The other times? Gone. Wiped. Remember, if we are seen, game over. No restarts, no save-points. This is life or death, kill or be killed here. It's not going to be easy for you. I get that. But there's a limit to the amount of smarts people can have, and Shadow is no exception. There may be a way, but you may not like it..." It was like looking into a glass ball. Distorted. He packed all the blueprints back in, and started walking to the castle. "It's called surrendering and betrayal."

    Ky disappeared and reappeared behind the cheetah. No use stopping him. "Are you really that daft, or are you joking? We are entering the enemies HQ. Do you honestly think we are going to get in and nobody is there? One, all the entrances are heavily guarded. Two, all possible escape routes are monitored. Three, we would be beat before you could finish your sentence. We're outmatched. To top it all, our team consists of an old person, Chester the cheetah, Bob the Builder, a punching bag," He points at Silver. "A somewhat useful healer, and god knows what will happen next. It's hopeless. We need an arsenal of weapons before we enter or--" He slices a finger on his throat. He keeps walking, flickering in and out of sight. Since Silver already went through a Travel, all he saw was a continuous stream of Ky's slipping out of him in a line, and reappearing as one.

    Ky laughed and stopped. "No, you're right, you are strong physically. You just rely too much on your powers to even use it, so that strength deteriorated. Hey, old man. You can call me whatever the hell you want, just keep it in your head. It doesn't even matter anyway. We've lost before we began. Silver might have a chance, but with the onslaught of enemies, we'd be dead where we stand." It was the last straw. His mouth betrayed him revealing a slight secret he'd been holding inside. "I think I'm a Shadow clone. Maybe Silver's. It doesn't matter though, as i'll be dead anyways." It was a dark day for a curse. His mind erupted, and another memory erupted in his head, screeching and pinning him down to the ground. This time it was different. He was in a vent above the second floor and it lead outside. He could remember that there was no cameras nearby, and nobody was near within a few minutes. Every hour he was there, sped up, the guards shifted. He snapped back to reality, and laughed at his stupidity. He felt insane, a burst of adrenaline rushing through him, racing him to the castle's east wall.

    Ky looked at them all. It was so easy, and he didn't think of it. He looked around, and looked harder around him. He leaned in close. "Stupid, stupid, stupid..." He whispered the words so nobody heard. "Second floor there's a vent where it leads into one of the many hallways. the last time I was there, the guards changed every hour. The vent itself is empty and unused, since the air conditioning is down during the afternoon."

    Ky looked at Silver, and shrugged his arm off. ". . . It's best you don't know." It was forced, like a gag reflex, and he knew the answer would only lead to more questions. Gazing out towards the ever-present castle, it felt like the team was cracking apart at the seams. No doubt. He shook his head, and continued walking forward. "How good are you at your magic, Venice? We'll need you to conserve it, that is..." He sighed immediately and knew that the answer was "very good". He was heading into a trap, that was for sure. What lay beneath those doors, was a mystery. He pulled one of his swords out, and strapped it to his back. He was going to need it later. Good thing he polished up his skills.


    (Let's see... second one on the right, in the first image of the first spoiler.)

    Ky looked at Silver. Was he stupid? "Your Psychokinesis is magic though. Seeing as you can distribute it well enough, you are very much better than all the other magic-users like you. Here, take this." Ky threw a sword at him. It was smaller than the one he had, and that triggered another memory. It wasn't as painful this time, but he knew it was when he was with Shadow. He was on a battlefield of war and had blood dripping down his chin. His sword was covered in blood, and when people saw him they referred to him as The One Dressed In Blood. He breathed in the air as the memory faded, and he knew who he was now.

    Ky looked over at braveheart, an insane grin on his face. "Glad to see you too, Braveheart. Now, is everyone ready for this? Because once we start, we cannot stop." He turned around and pulled his sword. With a swing, he points it up, and then switches the position to the castle. "Let's go, Blood Brigade! We have a mission!" Ky laughs and runs forward trying to get there quicker. He was a bit trigger happy at that moment, and jumped into the air spinning his sword.