Ralph rubbed the back of his head, looking down to the ground. "Sorry Jake. I know what you said, but I don't want to hurt her." Ralph made eye contact with everyone in the room and stopped at Vanellope. "It is very dangerous for you to compete in this race. King Candy may be angry at me, but what he is saying it true. You're a glitch, the players will find out you're a glitch... and what might happen next is not something I would like if it happened to you."

Suddenly the communicator of Thomas would begin to beep. When Thomas would answer it he would hear the voice of Calhoun. "We just fought a rather... odd villain here. One of your teammates, Belle, knows more about a certain Vanellope which could be very important. Can you message me your current location? Calhoun out." she said and waited for Thomas' reply. Once Thomas had told that they were in the cola volcano, Calhoun went back to the rest of the group. "Shall we go?"

"Yes... however I have something to ask first." Belle turned to Ascot and Oner. "Can one of you please explain me how to make a glider out of your keyblade? It would be easier for me to travel around." she said.

"And I always can hop on Oner's vehicle." Calhoun said.

"Like all magical phenomena," spoke Ascot, "conjuring up a Keyblade Glider is a combination of Imagination and Magical Energy. Imagination, of course, is something that us kids have aplenty, and, being Keybladers, we have a lot of energy. So, the process is simple." Ascot then smiled, and conjured up his own Keyblade Glider, an Electrum-colored duplicate of that Ventus historically had.

"First, you imagine the shape of the Glider; form its shape in your head," the boy continued. "Then, you draw upon the powers of the Keyblade, draw upon its light/darkness/whathave you. Then, you let the Keyblade soak itself in magical energy, become malleable. And then, you transform it!" Ascot then smiled, as if saying 'try it'. Then, once Belle had transformed her Keyblade:

"Now, I think we must go; King Candy's plans need to be revealed."

Oner, Reno, or whoever that person was holding both of their Keyblades had launched one final spell in Gula's direction before she managed to get away, the blast not hitting anything but air though as she vanished just before it would have hit her. "Megidola!" The two voices called out at once, the circle on his forehead glowing brightly as a blast of what appeared to be clear, yet not. A shimmering blast of bright energy. It appeared to contain both darkness and light, yet not at the same time, as if the blast was made of the two elements fused together as it tore through the air, missing its target because the target vanished.

The somewhat glowing figure of Oner and Reno, as the others talked, closed his eyes as the circle on his forehead was only filled with light, the element swirling around the figure. When it faded, Reno's keyblade vanishing in a small blink of darkness, Oner was standing there once again, a sigh escaping from him. "At least the fight is over before things got too rough. While our... transformation is very powerful..." He was about to say something else, but paused and stopped, shaking his head. "No... it is not important to worry about. Let us be on our way." With a wave of his hand Oner materialized his and Reno's glider, leaping onto it and lowering it to the ground so that Calhoun could hop on it so that they could be on their way to go help the others.

Getting nothing overly useful from Felix, Thomas set off on his Keyblade Glider, headed for the apparent and obvious landmarks around with Felix in tow. He could start there, and move on into the wilderness of candy canes and other types of candy. He fell silent somewhat silent as they flew, not sure what to converse with Felix about, since the plumber was either busy being worried about Ralph, the Heartless Cy-bug things, or talking about Calhoun, and while Thomas could appreciate that she was certainly tough, with big guns, and some macho charisma, he didn't quite have the same fascination. But then again, what was he to say about another's tastes?

Yes, indeed. Your taste tends more towards blue haired thieves, commented his other self with a chuckle.

Shut up, Thomas growled, hoping he wasn't blushing. We are not having this conversation right now. Belle is just a friend.

Oh, is that it, asked the voice. My apologies. Shall we talk instead about Reno's latest display of power perhaps, or maybe Joshua's new skill with his Keyblade?

Neither, he snapped back. You're going to shut up, and I'm going to fly this Glider, find Ralph, and then I'm going to save this world. Somehow. He still wasn't sure how they would get rid of the giant nest of Cy-Bugs underneath this world, but presumably Calhoun had some way of dealing with it.

For now, until you need me again, the voice conceded with another chuckle before it quieted. It was about now that Thomas neared the cola volcano. Now he was definitely getting a sign that Ralph had been here, if the damage to the environment was any indication. He pulled in for a landing near the indicated cave entrance and hopped off, sending away his glider and striding forward into the thing, with Felix following behind.

It was getting hot in here now as he wiped his brow with his non armored arm. Well, that would make sense since this was a volcano. Suddenly, his communicator started beeping, the one provided by Calhoun, and he grabbed at it, fumbling with the device until he figured out how to answer. “I'm at the cola volcano, and it looks like they are here, or were here recently. Thomas out.” He only hoped that repeating the format that Calhoun had followed was the right method of use.

Soon enough he was proved to be correct, a few minutes later emerging into a large cavern with a ceiling made of some weird tablets and the bottom fizzing with what he assumed was cola. Carbonated drinks hadn't really existed in his world, so finding them when going to be Donald's apprentice was a real treat. But that was a distraction form the main event, where Ralph was facing down Jake, who had weapons drawn, and Vanellope, with Joshua and Amaya off to the side.

Thomas gave a mental sigh before sprinting forward, Keyblade drawn and in full armor, as much as it might suck, to interpose himself between the two fighters. “Alright, everyone calm down,” he said in the loudest, most commanding voice he could muster. “What the heck is going on here? We're supposed to be on the same side guys.”

Belle listened to Ascot explaining how to conjure a Keyblade glider. Belle did as he said and concentrated. Although some may not think that, Belle had a very wide imagination, so she quickly was able to make a Keyblade glider out of her Keyblade. The weapon now had transformed into a vehicle in which you had to sit down. Like her keyblade it had three teeth of a shuriken. One formed the front of the glider, being extended. The spike was on the front and at the beginning was the wheel. The other two were at the sides and were not as extended as the one on the front. There was a back for Belle to lean against and a platform underneath for her feet.

"Awesome." she said and heard the others say that we had to go. "Yup, let's go." she also said. Calhoun jumped on Oner's glider and the three of them blasted off to the giant Diet Cola Mountain. When they arrived Belle transformed her glider back into a keyblade, and headed into the glitched entrance of the mountain. There she saw the rest of the group. "Nothing like that is going to happen Ralph, King Candy is just a big meanie." Vanellope said. "Please little one, listen to me. You. Can. Not. Race. It's for you own good." the big guy responded.

Apparently something was going on. Jake and Ralph were facing each other with Thomas probably trying to interfere. Joshua, Amaya and Vanellope were on the side, and Felix was standing behind Thomas, but probably wasn't involved. The group had not arrive too long after Thomas, but they didn't know what was going on, so Calhoun once again stepped forwards.

"Okay men, I don't know what kind of discussion you are having. But maybe Belle can solve that discussion..." Calhoun looked at Vanellope. "...as I assume it concerns her. Belle tell what you know please." she said, well she commanded. But Calhoun spoke in that way that one would listen, but would not think she was too bossy or anything. She just was a strong leader, and to Felix also a beautiful lady as he hadn't taken his eyes off her after she arrived.

"Yup. Our enemy had surprisingly good info about King Candy. He originally was called Turbo from an old game called Turbo Time. However when a new racing game came out he was outdated, so he crashed the other game which eventually resulted in both of them being shut down. Turbo managed to find his way to Sugar Rush, hacked the data, locked up everyone's memories, turned the ruler, Vanellope, into a glitch, and became the game's ruler himself, King Candy." Belle said and took a deep breath again. "So whatever you guys were planning! We have to stop King Candy."

Joshua listened to all the things happening around them, though his particular attention was on Ralph, as he spoke with Vanellope. With a sigh he walked between the two and proceeded to hit Ralph in the face before turning to Vanellope.
"Ignore the big guy." He said" He's putting his own wants before yours. If your dream is to compete in this race, then I say you go all out for it. Glitch or not, you follow your dreams to the end, otherwise you'll never be happy. Trust me, I know what it's like to go against the wishes of other to achieve a goal. And when I finally achieved, or found in this case, said goal I never felt more satisfied.

So go for it, and have as much fun as possible."

Turning back to Ralph, he gave the bigger man a rather stern look
"And you should be ashamed of yourself. You promised to help her race as much as possible and then you tell her she can't? Fine Mr.Hero, though how long you expect to keep that title, I don't know. But let me tell you, you're doing a rather bad job at this rate. If I were you, I'd give up. The hero business isn't one where you can doubt yourself when it matters most. Set your course of action and see it through till the end. Otherwise you'll fail when it matters the most."

His part said, he turned towards the others.
"So this King Candy, Turbo, or whatever he calls himself. He's likely to interfere in Vanellope's race when she competes in it. If we're going to help her we'll have to divide into teams again. One or two of us should be in the race as well, preferable the fastest and most adaptable of us. Ascot, you're by far the fastest on here and Thomas you're very adaptable, so you should join him on the track, show us some of your more fancy tricks, if you got any.

Reno, Oner, whichever, and Miss army Lady, you should probably keep an eye on things from a distance. If any of those Cybugs come in, you blast hard and blast it fast. Amaya should probably be with you two, she can use the possible target practice for her magic. That fine if you Amaya?

Belle and I will keep an eye on King Cady or break into his castle again. I'm not sure what caught you Belle, but back-up will never hurt ya. If we do the former we'll need to be in the crowds or break into some place with surveillance equipment somewhere. If we do the latter... well, ransacking his castle should divide his attention nicely shouldn't it?

If all goes well, we can help Vanellope accomplish her dream and King Asshole out of the picture. If he's the real bug, he's the cause of all our problems

Now anyone got any other opinions on what we should do? Ideas are always welcome you know."

Things got intense for a few moments as Ralph didn't seem to want Vanellope to race, probably a trick of the villainous and attention hungry King Candy, or Turbo according to Belle. Then Joshua came up with a plan, which Oner definitely seemed to agree as a good plan. "I agree--" Unfortunately, before Oner could finish his sentence, someone had other ideas. Suddenly Oner was no longer standing there, but instead Reno was now standing there within the next instant, who had a confident, innocent, and happy-go-lucky grin upon his face as he began to speak.

"While I agree with the rest of Jambalaya's plan, but the racing part needs more work. While adaptability is a good trait in all racing games, as since this is a videogame we have to abide by videogame logic, personal speed on foot or glider doesn't matter since we'll be racing on karts. What matters is reflexes, adaptability, and hand eye coordination. Not only that, but one has to know how to drive as well. Racing tracks are usually full of obstacles, sharp turns that have no railings so one could easily fall off, and also power ups. Racing games that are colorful as this one usually have tons of deadly power up boxes on the tracks that have missiles, oil spills, bombs, banana peels, red shells, or other power ups meant to be used by racers to attack the other racers. So knowing when to use power ups, when to avoid other racers or bump into them to try and knock them off the track, and other such things are needed, as well as being able to take sharp turns or suddenly react to changes in the track including other racers popping up to either ram you or attack you with a power up. Being able to account for obstacles in the track is needed as well."

Reno nodded, but was not done yet as a "Furthermore" escaped from him. "Most racing games, especially ones like this one, usually either have four, eight, twelve, or sixteen racers on the track. If we do want two of us to participate we would need to get two racers to give up their spots and we would need to be able to determine the attributes of their karts like Handling, Speed, Acceleration, Weight, and Traction since knowing these can determine how a person should race since the traits of a kart can drastically alter their racing style."

After Ren's rather knowledgeable, and long winded, speech was over he had a grin on his face as he floated there, sitting cross legged a good foot or two off the ground in the air. "I really like games and racing games are one of my favorite types. I played alot of them when father thought I was doing my homework for magic practice since I usually finished it really quickly." Reno is very eccentric and... strange, but he could also be brilliant, in his own insane and eccentric way, at times. Suddenly he flicked his wrist and a sandwich, peanut butter and jelly to be exact, appeared in his hand, as his stomach growled, and he began to eat with a happy expression upon his face.

"Another problem," spoke Ascot, "is that I know less about driving a vehicle than Vanellope does. True, true, Keyblade Gliders count as vehicles, but, well...my point is, I've never driven a car before. I may be fast, but that does not translate to driving a racing car. Nor have I played any racing games, meaning that I am less qualified to join a race than Reno."

"So, yeah, I agree with him; he should be the one that would race." Then, a thought struck his head. "That doesn't mean that I can take a crash course to learn; from what I know of videogame logic, it only takes one tutorial for a skill to be acquired." He then turned to Reno. "Reno, can you give me said crash course? It doesn't have to be long; like I said, videogame logic."

Reno tilted his head at Ascot's words, he seemed somewhat confused. "I never said that I should replace anyone as I was just telling you all about racing games... but..." He chomped down on the rest of his sandwich, finishing it in a few bites before using a napkin to wipe hands clean, throwing the napkin behind him as it turned to ashes in a small poof of blue flame. "I can replace someone if they want me to, racing around in cars sounds like alot of fun." Reno's eyes were glimmering now and the circle on his forehead was glimmering some with a... strangely happy darkness out of his excitement that made the lines going down from it shimmer as well with the same element, the boy clearly excited and ignoring Ascot's question about giving him a crash course. Reno didn't ignore it on purpose, it just completely slipped his mind during his excitement.

"Maybe one of you all can go and fight the cy-bugs with Calzone", which was apparently Reno's name for Sergeant Calhoun, "and Almond instead, I would much rather race anyway as that sounds like much more fun than fighting any day." He turned to look at Vanellope, floating over to her. "Where do you get a kart ? Or better yet, know of anyone in that race who wouldn't mind giving me their spot? I don't really care if I win, I just wanna race." Reno was clearly too exicted about the prospect of being in a real racing game as he hopped on his glider, flying up a good five or so feet in the air, waiting for someone to say where they would be going first, completely forgetting about the actual tasks and problems at hand. "So, where are we gonna go? To build a kart or to ask others for their spot?"

Ralph rubbed his cheek and sat down on a stack of mentos somewhere, looking rather ashamed and sad. Vanellope laughed when Oner asked him who of the other racers wouldn't mind to not participate in the race. "You really think one of them is going to offer their kart for me, or you? They all want to win, although Taffyta wins most of the time." she mumbled afterwards. There was a short pause. "We should beat two racers up and steal their karts!" Vanellope said with a smile that may be too big for such an idea.

Belle shrugged. "That actually doesn't sound half that bad." she looked at Joshua. "I indeed think it will be better if Reno races, with his knowledge of games and all." she said.

"And I think we will have an army team made out of Felix, Thomas, Jake, Ralph and myself." Calhoun said. She then looked at Reno. "I'm letting you call me Calhoun already, don't change it or you will be reduced to naming me sergeant." she said annoyed. Reno's nicknames apparently was something that annoyed the soldier, similar to Thomas. Maybe it was a leader thing.

"Wonderful idea Calhoun." Felix said. "I will do my best to fight along with you." he looked at his golden hammer that only would fix things. "Although..."

Ralph also stood up from his stack of mentos and walked towards Vanellope. "You're gonna win this race little one, and we all are going to help you with it. They were right, maybe something bad happens maybe not. However we will give you your victory." he said. Ralph then faced the others. "Let's wreck King Candy!"

Amaya rubbed her forehead as she listened to everyone while listening to all that happened and happening. She silently licked her ice cream cone.

"So where am i to be? Reno said he wished to race and i will be the only one sitting around once again being of no help like normal ...i am fine with being in the back because i don't know how well i will do because of the Amaya rubbed her forehead as she listened to everyone while listening to all that happened and happening. She silently licked her ice cream cone.

"So where am i to be? Reno said he wished to race and i will be the only one sitting around once again being of no help like normal ...i am fine with being in the back because i don't know how well i will do because of the incident in the last world."she commented to Joshua and the others following along with all that was going on

Amaya didn't like the idea of Joshua and belle and she didn't know why maybe she was jealous like Joshua was for awhile after he found her in a comatose state after missing for four years. Maybe it was because she was too close to let someone else even possibly steal him away from her. incident in the last world."she commented to Joshua and the others following along with all that was going on

Amaya didn't like the idea of Joshua and belle and she didn't know why maybe she was jealous like Joshua was the first when they were first together after the.

Thomas sighed internally, everyone continuing the conversation without telling him what the hell was going on. Way to be a leader, he chastised himself. You try to stop an argument, and everyone ignores you. Fortunately, the other group, including Calhoun, arrived at that point, though he had to imagine he wasn't making a very good impression, as ineffective as he was. At least Calhoun didn't seem to do that much of a better job than him in her handling of the situation, though he recognized that that wasn't a good thing.

He settled down as they talked, sending away his armor and Keyblade, and finally getting some grasp on what was going on. Okay, so apparently this King Candy guy, who Thomas hadn't met but had to assume was ruler of this world, had told someone that Vanellope was a glitch, whatever that was, and if she won this race thing then she could be killed or something. He didn't understand half of it, but it seemed as if no one believed him, and the bombshell Belle dropped kinda solidified that opinion. As inclined a she was by upbringing to hold the monarchy in reverence, some guy who stole the throne was not cool.

Then there was a discussion about racing, with facepalm worthy ramblings from Reno about powerups and driving and whatever. Frankly, Thomas was actually glad when Reno took his place and he was put into the 'kill things' force. “Alright,” he agreed, relief seeping through in his tone, as he stepped to join that particular group divide.

He looked over to Calhoun, reiterating a question he had asked before that had never been answered. “So, do you have some sort of plan for how to deal with the giant army of bugs that will come pouring out when the eggs in that nest hatch? I mean, 'let them come' doesn't exactly fill me with confidence.”

Jake narrowed his eyes, wondering whether to tell Ralph to back down nicely or just skip right ahead to beating some sense into him. In fact, it was probably a good thing the group showed up when they did - Jake would have wrecked Ralph had he tried anything.

Upon hearing the truth about King Candy - even if the whole "videogame" thing still made no sense - he gave Ralph a dirty glare. He did understand usurpers, and the dirty tricks Candy/Turbo/Whateverman used made Ralph look like an even bigger sucker for believing them. It made it worse that Ralph apparently knew this Turbo joker before.

He gave Ralph a dope slap (one upside the head) for his blind idiocy, but he got a chuckle out of Josh scolding the big guy.

Still, the idea that he might deliver that two-faced bastard a nice good beating was soothing to Jake.

"Wait, why do we need to take out two racers?" Jake interjected. "Vanellope still has her cart, and only one of us can drive. Besides, the race is Vanellope's fight. I'm pretty sure she can win this on her own. All we need to do is make sure nobody messes with the races. Candy still isn't sure Ralph wrecked Vanellope's cart, and-"

Suddenly a thought occurred to him.

"Say, big guy," he said to Ralph. "Candy gave you the medallion back, right? Did he actually say he got Vanellope removed from the race, or was he just hoping you'd trash the cart? Because... I think we might be able to sneak in a second racer.

"Assuming the 'entry fee' still works right, we can use the medal a second time to enter a new contestant. As for the new car? I don't think Candy thinks we're dumb enough to go make a second car. Do you?"

"Well, I'm going to have to agree with Thomas here," Jake replied after Thomas said his piece. "Waiting for those things to hatch would just be trouble. We need to take out as much as possible. If we can collapse the whole cavern on the eggs... think that might work?"

Calhoun looked around for a bit, it was a great army she got in front of her. Strength, speed, magic, support and leadership. All of these were present in the group. "Okay guys, even for a sergeant it is good to discuss things with the rest of her team. And this is one of these cases. But I believe we have formed the best way of dealing with the events to come." Calhoun said. "But first Vanellope, tell me, can we replace add another character to the roster now that we have the medallion again?" she asked.

"I guess not. There is a maximum amount of players who can enter the race." she said.

"Okay then. Vanellope, Reno and Ascot will participate in the race. Reno and Ascot first have to take down two contestants and either can ride their cars or your gliders, just keep an eye on Vanellope." she then looked at another part of the group. "Joshua and Belle. You two will try to keep King Candy busy, whatever he is doing. Just try that he does not interfere with Vanellope's race. The others will come with me to the nest. We can try to let the candy ground fall on the eggs, but they are as hard as steel. Hopefully it will prevent some Cy-Bugs from hatching. We try to fight as many as we can but if they get too close to the inhabitants of this world we need to evacuate them. Amaya and Felix will take care of the support in combat. Are we alright with this?"

"I am." Belle said and looked as Joshua. She never had much interaction with Joshua mostly because he was with Amaya most of the time, and when not she often would talk to Amaya instead. "Hey Joshua, maybe we'll even manage to find the sign during this time." she said with a playful smile. "You know. We often stumble upon it, so it will probably be not different this time." she said.

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The Race

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The racers were lined up in the selection. If they had succeeded Ascot and Reno took out two of the drivers in this race. Taffyta went up to Vanellope and the two boys. "So it looks like the glitch is doing some foul play. You can't just take out two players of the race, ya know. That's like against the rules. But I guess that's okay because you know who's also racing today?" Taffyta looked to the sideline and saw King Candy arrive at the court.

"Hello racers! Are we excited for this awesome race! May everyone have the best of luck, except for Vanellope of course." he chuckled. "And of course the most for me." this one was added with a giggle instead. King Candy stepped into his personal kart, Taffyta also headed back to her kart and entered it.

At a distance were Belle and Joshua. "What do you think is the best option now? Just follow the whole race? It is going to take some energy out of us." she said.

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Cy-Bug Nest

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The rest of the group arrived at the gaps in the ground, inside of those holes were caverns filled with the eggs of Cy-Bugs. "How are we going to collapse the cave?" Ralph asked the rest.

"Simple we use the magic of one of these wizards." Calhoun said to Ralph. "They come from some kind of RPG game so some of them can perform magic." Calhoun turned to Thomas. "Can you perhaps conjure a projectile spell with some good explosive impact. I'll try to inflict as much damage as I can with my blaster." she said.

When knocking a person unconcious, it is only a sterotype that one goes for the head; doing so can actually inflict major trauma and brain damage, and Ascot didn't want that. So, he settled for buying some chloroform and a rag from a Moogle Shop (those guys sold everything) and then, after casting Haste on himself, sneaking up with Reno to one of the other racers, and then, well, shoving the rag to said other racer's nose and mouth.

Now, for the hard part, learning to race. Thankfully, though, as they were cheating anyway, he and Reno could use Keyblade Armor and Gliders. He smiled; this was going to be a good race - or not, as Vanellope's rival, who even from a few words, seemed to be a vicious bully, revealed that King Candy was here, right now. Ascot simmered at the person; he deserved to have his palace ransacked!

"Are we following some script?!" the boy spoke around in annoyance. It seemed that against all logic, reason, and wisdom, some things were fated to happen. Well, best to race and hope for the best, then. He smiled at Vanellope.

"Don't listen to the usurper," he spoke. You'll get your throne back, I promise."

Joshua thought about it before snapping his fingers
"Ascot is likely very ticked at that King. So he's likely to be a little aggressive towards him." Joshua said" this is a racing game so it's either pure skill or they have some sort of attack items along the tracks. Not only that but they have screens here, so we can see the entire race from here. I'm willing to bet that Ascot is going to attack King Candy. Our best bet is that Ascot rams King Asshole off the track and I make sure he doesn't come back with a Corridor. We'll follow after and kick his sorry ass.

But if we keep him in this world he can likely just transfer his data elsewhere. Battling him in the realm of Darkness is out of the question since we will fall to it's influence... so, how do you feel about a trip back to Narnia, if only to make sure this guy doesn't bother Vanellope?"

"Allow me to assist with freezing the ground...it will break easier along with the harder as it falls...plus cold can kill if it want"amaya commented to callahoun walking over flipping some of her snow white hair back before pulling out a stone that glowed a light blue "i know Shiva would love to assist I am sure."comment amaya putting some energy into the stone before tossing it in thee air as the considered "queen of ice"-#) appeared standing behind amaya "whatsoever you say let Shiva handle it?"she asked the small group

The discussion was settled, and Thomas waited as Calhoun laid down the plan and what they each had to do. He didn't consider his own position of leadership in this, but merely listened, observed how she acted. Now Calhoun, she was a real leader, so much more than he was. She could listen, yet was firm when she had to be, and commanded respect. He failed in the last two of the three, when apparently the only decisions he could actually make for them were ones that didn't matter really, and people even had to clarify the things he said. Ignore whatever attraction Felix had for the Sergeant, he just wanted to be able to be in charge like her.

They split up then, each going off to their designated spot for the mission they were given. With Ralph, Calhoun, and Amaya, Thomas followed along to one of the holes in the ground that housed those Cy-Bug eggs, and a lot at that. Thomas listened to the rest and their discussion of what to do about it, and he nodded as Calhoun approached him about doing a spell to try and collapse everything so they might not be able to hatch. "I think I can do one better actually," he replied, but let Amaya say her piece before he did anything.

"I guess," he said with a shrug, stepping back to let Shiva do her thing if she was going to Once that had been done, and the place was covered with a thick layer of ice and snow, he stepped forward to the entrance and summoned his Keyblade. He raised it and pointed it inside the entrance, taking a deep breath and concentrating on the magic he wanted to use, trying to draw on the methods he had learned from Serin, except with a different spell. "Black Hole," he said, almost angrily, and a ball of black gathered on the tip of his Keyblade, which shook from the exertion needed to hold it up, and, unbeknownst to everyone else, the power that flowed from his dark wound to the spell itself, the visceral power adding to the entropic effect of the spell.

With a flourish he released the spell, black ball spinning forward to hover in the middle of the cave. It pulsated, rippled, as the ground and air itself shook from the fluctuating gravity, pulses of gravitic energy pulling on everything in reach, sucking it towards the black hole that now formed in the middle of the cave, crackling blue lightning and giving off visible shockwaves. If it worked, the powerful gravitational energy of the spell would bring the whole thing crashing down. Who knew, it might even swallow a few eggs as well.

He gasped as his hold on the spell, the magic, was released, it taking a bite out of him in terms of mana and energy, and he couldn't help but breath a bit heavier. That was not what he had been expecting at all, and in the aftermath his dark wound tingled, like when your arm fell asleep and you tried to move it again. Not painful, just weird. But to see he could do that magic, it was confirmation enough that he was indeed growing stronger. "So, how was that," he asked, looking to the rest of the group with a grin.

Thomas' spell was devastating, the others present in the group would all have their jaws dropped to the ground. Almost all of the Cy-Bug nest had been covered with the candied ground. Calhoun approached the, now much larger, hole and saw some eggs really had been broken as green slime leaked from underneath the ground. She also could spot some damaged ones but still too many ones that were not damaged at all, but only covered by the ground. "That was awesome Thomas! You really wrecked that." Felix said. "Yeah Thomas, that is my job." Ralph added with a chuckle.

"It indeed was very good Thomas. It will hold off the Cy-Bugs long enough for us to evacuate the inhabitants of the game and bring them to the plaza. Let's head to the racetrack. I assume the race has already started." Calhoun said.

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Belle listed to Joshua's plan. He really wanted to make a corridor of darkness to Narnia in order to battle King Candy? "Can you perhaps summon a CoD from a distance and let King Candy drive into it? Or must we jump on the racetrack and summon one there?" Belle asked. She didn't have much knowledge about dark magic, or other magic, so certainly not corridors of darkness. She then saw that the race was starting. The racers were lined up before the start line with both Vanellope and King Candy at the front while Ascot and Reno were not too far away from them.

3...2...1...GO!!!

The racers took off. Vanellope quickly got in the lead but was shortly afterwards passed by King Candy who kept bashing against her kart. "If Ascot and Reno just could send King Candy off track, maybe then you could use the corridor better." Belle said to Joshua. "And while we are battling King Candy, the boys can make sure Vanellope wins!" she said with a confident smile on her face.