the man chuckles, drawing a keyblade identical to shawn's. he slashes through the tendrils easily. 'all thats doing is making you uglier. you're gonna have to try harder than that.'<br/><br/>'ok, hows this?' shawn asks, taking a swing at him. it sends him smashing into the wall. a he hits the ground, his hood falls away, revbealing he looks just like shawn. 'What thefu- who or what the helll are you?' shawn asks, holding the keyblade to his neck.