Mr.Giggles

Gallid heard the snipes at him from his perch and muttered something along the lines of, I'm glad I bring such joy to your lives. Hearing Jarvan say they would be heading out, he quickly unsummoned the keyblade and rolled backwards onto his feet. Gallid wandered away from the rest of the lot, he was preoccupied with the fact that he could hear the heartless again. He stared at his right hand and muttered to himself, A "Simple Cura" huh... bet he wouldn't be saying that if he knew. He winced in pain slightly as the vines seemed to pulsate on his arm. You will not have me...His arm twitched slightly. I will not be your puppet again.. Another sharp pank went up Gallid's arm. I SAID BEGONE!! Gallid slammed his fist against a wall leaving an imprint, and after much heavy breathing he calmed down again and began to light another cigarette. After he finished it, he sighed and decided it would be better to catch up with the lot of them. He paused briefly and raised his arm, let's try something shall we... what did master say he did...After a brief pause.. he snapped his fingers and said, FIRAGA!! He somewhat regret doing this... a small orb of fire appeared in front of his hand for a second and then became a massive explosion that catapulted him across a couple roof tops. Damn...damn...damn...DAMN!! SLAM!!! Gallid came straight through the roof of a house into a bathroom where an old man was in the tub who was just as startled as Gallid was. After a brief period of quiet stares.... Er.... Good day to you sir!! He then slammed through the door and jumped out a window on the far side and began running to where the rest of the keyblade wielders would be. He knew his back would be killing him for a few days....

Gallid immediately summoned his keyblade to stop his fall,he spun the blade and planted in the ground. during this he twisted himself so that he could sit on the hilt of the blade as it dug slightly into the ground. He glanced over at Dexter with a smile on his face and called after him saying something along the lines of They Don't come cheap fairy boy! Gallid then took out another cigarette and lit it with a black flame from his index finger. He knew something was wrong in this situation... the only time Gallid ever smoked was if he had a lot on his mind or believed something bad would happen, which seemed to happen quite often.

Gallid walked over to Dexter and gave him a heavy pat on the back, Oy, if it wasn’t for the bookworm over here you’d still be dragging your sorry carcass around... Why don’t you just be a good little girl and wait for when I need a cigarette lighter. Besides, we only need one hotshot in the group. He then gestures to Jarvan and started to lean on Dexter. Oy, Poindexter, mind lighting me one? He took out a cigarette and held it a little in front of his face which held a big smirk. He then simply glanced at Tonitrus, and said, Careful Boy o, idiots are like moths; They are drawn to flames.

Gallid calmly walked away from a fight after finishing a few shadows and looked up to see a..."thing"? being thrown into the air. Shortly after he heard Ridere yell “Heads up” ...O what fun, a freebe...Gallid rushed forward and slammed both his feet into the ground. At the exact time he aimed both his hands towards the floor and yelled out: FIRE!!! He launched himself straight at the heartless and twirled in an upside down corkscrew and cut the beast clean in half. He ended the jump by bringing both his feet under him and slammed straight down on another shadow leaving just a blacked charred circle where the creature used to be. He then stood up.... looked to his left with one eye brow raised, looked to his right with the other raised.. looked forward and nodded saying: Good stuff.

A few days ago… Gallid walked with a strut of confidence towards an old man sitting in the middle of a field, “Master Jiro… You called for me?” Master Jiro simply stood up and turned slowly to face Gallid, he stuck one hand in front of him and gestured to Gallid beckoning him while the other stayed and moved out to his side and summoned his keyblade. Practice… Was Gallid’s only thought, it was the one thing he loved doing with Master Jiro but it was also one of the most painful experiences he had been put through. He has had to put up with this for a little over a year; however thanks to Gallid’s more… mysterious and darker side, he heals fairly fast with almost no repercussions. Gallid stuck his left hand out and summoned the beautiful Dawn Walker, which always seemed to bring a slight grin to the boy’s face as he walked forward towards his master. Master Jiro held up a hand and finally spoke, “Gallid… You know well enough that you stand no fighting chance with only one.” Gallid froze for a moment…he didn’t want to… he wasn’t going to, so he decided to close the distance. He twisted his body in a clockwise direction and threw the blade at his master, he then put both hands behind him. “FIRE!” The blast from both his hands accelerated him forward just fast enough to keep up with the blade. Master Jiro simply raised his key blade and knocked the blade to his left side. Gallid twisted his body to face his master and aimed his right leg towards his master’s head; this was quickly blocked with Jiro’s left arm forcing the boy’s leg back. The push from his master’s arm made the boy twist in the air and he resummoned the keyblade to his left hand to swing, unfortunately Master Jiro counter attacked before he could finish the swing and landed a punch to Gallid’s solar plexus forcing him to fly a good 3 feet before slamming the ground. Gallid quickly stood up and started forward once more, ignoring the pain by forcing it to become adrenaline. He brought the blade low to the ground and aimed it upward in a diagonal direction… CLANG! The 2 blades met and were sliding across one another; Gallid swung the blade over his head and brought it down towards the master…CLANG!! Another block, however Gallid had now aimed his right hand at his master’s chest. “FIRE!” The Jet black fire blazed forward at point blank range. However, it dissipated almost instantaneously and was replaced by what looked like a barrier of hexagons. “Clever but your still far too weak for this.” Master Jiro reached a hand forward and grabbed Gallid; he then threw the boy into the air and threw his keyblade at the boy. The blade spun 3 times, each spin cutting across the boy’s chest, and then Master Jiro jumped and grabbed the blade only to hit Gallid back down using the hilt. Frustration was now creeping over Gallid as he quickly got to his feet. “Damn it!” He knew there was no other way and it pissed him off, he wanted to stand a fighting chance but he didn’t want to use it. But if he didn’t use it, he wouldn’t stand a chance at all. Gallid charged forward one more time and swung from the side only to be blocked with ease, he twisted his body in a counter clockwise direction and took a swipe at his master’s legs. The old man gracefully jumped over the blade and noticed that a dark manifestation had started to grow out of Gallid’s right hand and spun in mid air to dodge a second key blade. Master Jiro then brought his own key blade down on the boy who proceeded to block it using both blades. “…” The old man took his free hand, put it on his keyblade and swung; the resulting blow forced Gallid slightly backwards even though he blocked it. Gallid swung the brighter blade onto his shoulder and the second blacker more cryptic blade he held low to the ground in a readied stance. He then pulled both blades over his head and leaped towards his master bringing both down on the master’s Keyblade. The darker blade created a shockwave that cut into the ground where the slash would have landed, leaving a blacked scar on the ground. The fight became more intense as master and student battled, Gallid was showing more signs of exhaustion and his swings weren’t as graceful, they had a rougher arch to them as they slammed into Master Jiro’s blade. Voices raced in and out of his head as he continued to fight. “Free us, let us fight… we will win… free…” NO! He will have none of that, if anyone will be doing the fighting it will be him and his own determination. “Let us fight for you, let us win for you” He kept fighting the voices but his vision was slowly fading… Soon he had lost the sight of color and everything was in a black and white tint. He continued to swing at his master and each clang seemed to draw the boy further into darkness. The old man sighed and shook his head as he watched the brighter key blade begin to disintegrate. “You’ve failed the test.” He watched as his student was slowly being engulfed by the darkness in his right arm as the orange sweater began to rip and vanish as black vines pulsated along the boy’s arm. His eyes turned a crystal clear color and his hair became light silver. What was the boy now stared at the master with an evil smile on its face. “Firaga” Gallid Slammed the ground and black flames shot straight up and engulfed the area in a blackened inferno, the only thing untouched was the patch of grass under the master and his shield. Gallid came forward and swung with such force that master’s keyblade shook in his hands. Gallid’s right leg swept the old man off his feet with incredible speed and his left palm hit the old man square in the chest. However the master let go of his own key blade and put one hand on Gallid’s arm and the other on his throat. “Holy…” The resulting blaze of light slammed down on the boy and shattered the carapace of darkness bringing the boy back into the light. Gallid proceed to fall to his knees and brought both his fists against the ground. “DAMN IT, IT HAPPENED AGAIN!!!” Master Jiro pulled the boy up and then smacked him across the face. “You are too rash; your stubbornness is what causes you to fall too fast, by focusing too hard on not falling to darkness you are inviting it in faster.” He sighed again and cast Curaga on the boy, fully restoring his body to how it was before the match. “I gave you this test because you thought I was giving Jarvan the position of leader on this mission because he is my son. The reason he is leader is that he doesn't let his emotions cloud his judgments.” Gallid was about to object but was stopped with a hand. “I know you understand the pain of loss to a Heartless, however I feel that you are better suited for another task… I want you to make sure that all of them come back alive. As a reminder, you are forbidden to use the Soul Burn on any missions… Do you understand me?” “Yes master.” Currently Gallid pulled out the Dawn Walker and walked forward, beckoning one of the soldiers to come at him. The Soldier seemed to accept the challenge and charged at the keyblade wielder in its regular goofy manner. Gallid simply side stepped the damned thing and brought his blade down on its hands and feet cutting them off the beast completely. He then grabbed it by the helmet and impaled it with the Dawn Walker. A horrid Screech came from the beast and voices ran into Gallid’s head. “But…but… you are one of us… why….?” One of them…? He was disgusted by those words, his right hand then light up and he burned the Soldier alive until it disintegrated into nothingness. Gallid then moved on muttering under his breath, “I will never be one of you, not as long as the Dawn guides me.”

Well from what it looks like, your talents have come a long way. As for the movie, it sounds like a fantastic idea hope to see it in theaters eventually. ;D

Nicely done! I give props for finishing a novel started in January and the effort put into making the cover page. Just a quick question though, what inspired you to write the novel?

Hah, liking the idea of a smoking Mightyena!

Not bad, I wouldn't mind seeing where you go from here.

YES!! The Gorillas!! you sir have brought joy to my day!!!