Ginny
*Brad didn't know what to do.*

*This was never what he pictured. He imagined them crashing this party, beheading an evil witch, saving Icidro's home, and purging this place of its sickly shadows. He pictured their bonds growing stronger, fighting off the encroaching darkness in their hearts, turned to light and blossoming into heroes. He had been all too ready to celebrate the death of that Heartless. But now... As he stood alone, watching his friends crowd around a teary-eyed Furo, he could only notice the gap between them. He was here for his friends... Right? He was here to do what was right? To save people. To lead them to a better future. To fix all the problems he'd been so powerless to stop before.*

*And then, as if solely to make his heart stop, that wicked blade. It happened almost in an instant- a black rod lined with crimson, a sickly weapon that pulsed like a beating heart. Umbral power poured off of it, so sickening that it made his ribcage rattle. As if something within him pulled towards it.*

*Brad wasn't sure when he raised Noblesse Oblige. Brad didn't know why he was pointing it at his friends. The white steel of his weapon gleamed even in the dankness, its tip piercing the atmosphere. He saw it. The people he'd sworn to protect more than anything, his own sword wedged between them.*

"I..." *Brad's eyes went wide. He released the white-knuckle grip on his keyblade. Noblesse Oblige clattered to the floor, deafening in the silence. He looked at his hands. Palms trembling. Ice spread through his veins, and not ice he could will away. His heart began to pound in his chest, and his mind raced. Again, his chest shuddered, but not quite as it had before. Was this the darkness he was keeping at bay? But it felt like... Justice. A deep, banal call to cut their arms off at the wrist, so they couldn't hurt themselves. If they couldn't protect themselves, he had to protect them, right?*

*But these were his friends. These were his family! Cid just had a whole speech about the importance of that! Sapphire and Furo were steeling their resolve! They were all standing together, and here he was, ready to spill blood and hearts to 'keep them safe.'*

*And he still wanted to.*

*He wanted to so bad. They didn't know. They didn't understand. There was darkness in them! How could they know just how important the light was!? That it was the only thing that separated them from the beast they just killed! No matter how human they looked, and talked, and acted, they were monsters! And his inaction would turn them to monsters too! And he'd have to kill them anyway!*

*Brad took a step back, a shuddering breath escaping him. Voices fought in his head, his heart pulled in every which direction.* "I'm- I-, I-!" *He sputtered, barely able to form a sentence.* "I h-have... To..." *Brad coughed, refusing to meet his friend's gaze. Finally, he managed to get one word out.*

"S-Sorry!" *Brad raised an arm to cover his eyes, and shot forward. Like a bowling ball, he barreled through his allies, and rushed into the portal.*
Dessie
Having given her answer to Furo and feeling that energy finally take form Sapphire looked down at the keyblade that was in her hand it's look was unlike any that she had seen. A Mixture of shock, worry and joy filled her heart as she gave it a look over. Was this how one obtains a keyblade? Show a declaration of yourself as a person and your will? It reminded her of a game she had recently discovered where you play as one a character that is a twin and go through a world where characters have gems that grant them power from their own declarations.

Just then she heard a voice call out to her or what she assumed to be to her as she muttered to herself what was said. "I'm a Princess of Darkness? What does that mean.." Before she could finish her vocal thought she turned to where Brad was catching a glimpse of him brandishing his keyblade at them before dropping it. Was her catching him what caused him to not attack or was something else? 

"Brad what are you-" Once more before she could ask he bulldozed through Furo and Icidro just missing her by a inch as he went through the portal. She was stunned to say the least. She thought out of them all he was the least likely to turn on them all but perhaps he never did turn on them.

After he ran through the portal she had half a mind to follow after him but she wasn't sure that would be smart besides she herself was going through a range of emotions. She looked down at the keyblade in hand still as she tightened her grip, if this keyblade came from her using the darkness, then the darkness she shall use but not like how Pira has. Even if she were to lose herself she knew that the storm riders would make sure she would not bring harm to anyone. "I can figure this out later right now... Right now a friend needs us. I'm going ahead!"

Sapphire looked back at the portal giving a nod as she rushed in after Brad, whatever was going on with him she could not let him be alone at the very least if there are heartless waiting for th

Em through the portal.
Andrew
What was that sound? Looking up from where he had been focused, Icidro's ears prickle at the sparkling jingle of a Keyblade being summoned, a hair trigger after all the fighting that had just occurred. Gaze trailing over toward Sapphire, Icidro cants his head and motions to say something else— Until the sound of Noblesse Oblige clattering into the water cuts him off.

Turning around as he releases Furo from his grasp, shock crosses Icidro's face at Brad's expression. What was— When the big man comes bulldozing straight toward them, however, the Caballero staggers in an attempt to help pull Furo out of his way, and, of course, takes the brunt of the impact and nearly gets sent flying for the effort.

Pulling himself up from the water, Icidro splutters on his hands and knees momentarily, before shaking his head and moving to stand, the Kingdom Key striking the stonework as he uses it as a crutch. Sweeping a hand through his wet hair, Icidro blows out a breath that shakes his already rattled nerves; He processes the knew information faster than he probably thought he could, judging by the wave of emotions that cascade across his face. 

"Right behind you!" He calls back toward Sapphire, after locking eyes and nodding in turn. What's gotten into Bradamante? Icidro understood only half of what was going on; The battle was certainly hard on his friend, but he'd been acting strange since even before they'd landed on world! It scared him, how high-strung tensions were, and the fever-pitch the normally cool Bradamante had been burning at.

Icidro hurries through the portal, before looking to back toward Furo for confirmation that he was following along.
Monica
*As Icidro entered the portal, he and the rest inside the portal could see a very large room with capsules and a platform below. Each capsule, from what they could see, had a heart within. It looked like at least 100s if not thousands of hearts in this massive machine. At the platform below they could see heartless being created from the massive machine. It seemed as if this was the heartless manufactory they had been looking for. However, the only thing Furo could see, was his friends on the other side of the shrinking portal in-front of him... And then, gone. He was all alone in this flooded dungeon now...*
Kenneth
*He heard her.

Sapphire's words of determination were clear and honest. Gone were the pleasant tones of the earnest girl doing what sounded right. In this moment she spoke for herself with surety in her actions; The woman was forthright of who and what she was fighting for.

He heard him.

Icidro was close. It was impossible not to feel the hug, but it was more than that. Up until this moment the chivalrous man had sounded distant, as if he had been drifting despite standing so near; The knight's every word and action, since that meeting, seemingly estranged from how he had always presented himself. Now his heart beat calmly and his words grounded by what was in front of him rather than what could lay ahead on this uncertain path. 

He heard... A jingle?

The metallic tone echoed lightly within the dungeon. The sound accompanied by what was almost synchronous stuttering then whatmay have been an apology. Bleary eyes caught a glimpse of the dark-colored key after Icidro's hold slackend for a second before reaffirming itself.

The splash of water, being bowled over, then laying elbow deep in water was too disorienting to keep up with. When everything finally came into focus, Sapphire stepped through the portal with concerned Icidro close behind. The last thing seen before a distortion in space became solid stone were the backs of three restless teammates.

What followed was immaculate silence as everything stilled. No conversation. No obnoxious jingling. Just... Silence.

Furo was alone.*
Dennis
"No."

He sat up as comprehension dawned on him.

"No no no..."

Desperately, Furo clawed his way through the flooded floor, his legs failing to get up under him in his haste. His hands gliding over the stone work of the wall that once served as canvas for a dimensional tear. The stark realization that what he was looking for had more than faded urged him to claw in vain for what was taken from him.

"Damnit. Dammit! DAMMIT!"

The lone boy rapped his fist upon the wall before giving in to his spiraling emotions. Sobbing uncontrollably, he pressed against the flat surface recalling a similar situation from long ago. Where had it all gone wrong?

*What did he do wrong?*

"I-I promise to be good... So please come back"

Delirious and overcome by the moment, the best the boy could do was struggle to his feet through use of the wall. He tried to push back against the reality of the situation, but he had to face the facts. He had been separated from the others and left wholly directionless, and that was not going to change anytime soon.

Left, right, he knew where he was but not how to proceed. It had been Icidro who knew the pathways, and it was a heart that led them to the dungeon. Furo had neither now.

Arms crossed as he held himself, he backed away slowly before stopping in the center of the room. He searched for the correct answer at the split pathway before him. Should he press forward and search every room he came across, or should he attempt doubling back and scaling the castle from the outside?

Neither option sounded feasible nor safe, however, his choices were oh so limited. There was nothing else in flooded area except scorch marks an—

*Wait?*

Rubbing his eyes, he focused on the fact that a released heart had brought him to this point. When Suke was defeated, her heart floated straight up. 
** **

He brandished his storm-forged sword and leapt at the ceiling. Metal screeched as the blade scraped along stone, barely scratching into the surface. He fell back to the ground beyond frustrated but with something to go off of.

Tearing apart the castle had been something they were trying to avoid, but An exception needed to be made. Furo silently promised to build Icidro a new castle when everything was said and done. Right now the fastest way from one point to another was to go straight, so he was ready to ask for forgiveness later.

The water in the room was once again displaced as the mechanic coalesced the air currents around himself. He jumped skyward slashing at the ceiling, downward at the a wall, rebounded off the floor, back to the ceiling, then to the opposite wall. He would repeat the cycle anew relentlessly. Space was limited, and this technique needed an open area to build the proper momentum, but he would make due.

Ricocheting himself in what was essentially a closed box, Furo's underground Stratosphere began making progress with each passing at the ceiling. The underground rumbled and debris slowly broke away as he chipped at the obstacle above him, but it was slow. Far too slow.

He grit his teeth and commanded himself to move faster. Lightning answered his call turning him into a swirling vortex of rage and power. As a response, wear and tear became distinctly visible on any surface he touched until, ever so surely, the ceiling gave way to his demands.

*But he did not stop there.*

Furo continued to push upward as he intended to smash his way through each floor until he found his friends. Nothing else mattered which meant everything was in the way.