(LetterBee and Renose Collab)
Suddenly, the communications room of Disney Castle will light up with a notification of a message, a message coming from the edge of the known universe. Should someone click to open it, one of the screens would show Lacrima Monti, who would then say:
"Is this thing on? Anyway, get your King on the line, pronto. I may have something that would interest him..."
Currently it was Chip and Dale who were monitoring the computer room. When the face of someone all too familiar to anyone who worked at Disney Castle appeared, the two chipmunks were immediately alarmed.
"Go get the king right away!" stated Chip in his very high pitched voice.
Dale, with all of the incredible speed a tiny little chipmunk could muster, bounded out of the computer room. Right after Mickey had just greeted Spade and Ace, suddenly a tiny chipmunk would bound into the room, it beginning to actually speak in a voice that could be considered somewhat annoying as well, an obvious drawl to it.
"Your Majesty, come quick. That Monti guy is on the line!"
"Lacrima Monti?" questioned the king, only to get a nod from the chipmunk. Mickey just gave a nod.
"Alright, I am on my way". He gave an apologetic look towards Spade, Ace, and Donald.
"I'm sorry bout this fellas. Ill get back to you shortly. For now, Donald, could you answer any questions that these two have?" Donald, eager to help out his friend and King, gave a nod.
"Of course your majesty!"Mickey gave an appreciative nod before running out of the room, following Dale to the computer room that was in the library, which was much bigger than it used to be so there was a chance that either Oz would see Mickey running by, or miss him. When the two arrived, Mickey walked up to the computer screen, looking at the screen.
"Lacrima... what do you want?" asked the King, not too happy to see him since the last time they met was three years ago, when things left off on a sour note.
"What I always want; a Universe where the advancements of one are shared with another, where prosperity isn't confined to just one world or a small group. A Universe united for better or for worse, the people together facing whatever threat looms over them. But...at present, it's not about what I want, but rather about what
you would want, Your Majesty." He was a little mocking with the last two words, and it showed.
Mickey had remembered explaining why they couldn't interfere in the worlds. It would throw out of order a world's balance if they just came and started to interfere. While sure, it could solve immediate problems, in the long run it would lead to much conflict if they tried to interfere in every single world.
"I have told you before Lacrima. There are countless worlds out there, trying to interfere in them would throw the balance of things into chaos, but no matter what... you still refuse to listen to my words..." Mickey heaved a sad sigh. In truth, he was mad at Lacrima, but also sad for him, as he knew the hardships that Apocolyptia had faced before.
"You see, the members of
my order have seen the light of a new Keyblader on my world, a new Keyblader who could make a fine addition to my ranks...or yours. Normally, I would keep this knowledge from you, and even now I'm in a position to impede you from recruiting him, but...I thought that I can get something else."
When this was brought to Mickey's attention, the King looked at Lacrima, raising an eyebrow. Well, he really could use the extra help right now, with most, if not all, of the World Defense Committee busy with maintaining and expanding the reach of the World Defense System. So any extra hands would be appreciated.
"Alright, what would you like for not interfering with me coming out there to see this new Keyblader". While Mickey figured he could easily outfight any traps or enemies Lacrima threw his way, since he figured he would just go himself, he didn't want to fight him at the moment and create more conflict, so just going with his demands for now was a better idea.
"Tell me, do you know of a world called Terminus*?" Lacrima said, crossing his fingers like a Mafia Don. "Basically, there are two groups there, The Foundation and the Second Foundation, each supposed to combine together into a Second Galactic Empire - their first one fell to the forces of decline. The First Foundation is built on the principles of Science, the Second on Psychology, and there is another world, Gaia, which is irrelevant to this discussion. Point is, the First Foundation has the ability to create Personal Shields powered by nuclear reactors as small as a nut; I would like a sample of one. In exchange for this, you get another student to indoctrinate," Lacrima almost said 'brainwash', "and everyone is happy."
Mickey just listened to the man's demands. So he wanted to amass more technology for war? Mickey just sighed softly.
"Always the same, aren't you Lacrima? You claim to desire peace, yet it was your group who attacked the WDC first and here you are, demanding more technology for war". The King just shook his head for a moment. He understood perfectly why Lacrima fought, but it wasn't a reason why anyone should fight.
"This is exactly why the worlds are not ready to interfere with one another. The very thing I warned you about. The technology and magic of the various worlds will interact and create chaos if used improperly. The worlds that are ruled by those with evil in their hearts will use their world's power to take over the more primitive or non-magical worlds and there are some worlds where such magics or technology would just throw them into chaos naturally". The King's words were full of the wisdom of many years of experience and lessons.
"Its not just a Keyblade War I am worried about... it is regular war I am worried about as well". The King just looked at Lacrima now. [color=lightcoral]"I shall send Sorami to get the item you want and she will bring it to you when she can". Mickey needed all of the help he could get for this mission, so he was willing to give in to these demands for now.
"For now I will go see this Keyblader myself and ask him for his help". "Thank you." Lacrima felt a genuine pang of guilt at forcing the King to agree to this bargain, but hid it from view. "Sometimes...I wish that things would be different, believe me, I
want things to be different. However..." his voice became firm, "I cannot just stand by while slavery, torture, degradation and constant death are a fact of life in my world. What is broken must be fixed." After a few seconds, not letting King Mickey say anything, Lac continued:
"However, I will say this. If you are gathering your champtions not against me, but against another threat entirely, then call me. Despite our different views, we both don't want our Universe to be destroyed." And with that, the screen blinked out as the Renegade Keyblader's message ceased.
Mickey agreed with Lacrima's view on what is there must be fixed. After all, Sora did the same on his journey, fixing many worls' problems in his own special way. But he also thought that Lacrima's plans for unifying the worlds was all wrong, as was stealing technology or magic from the other worlds. After the call ended, Mickey looked towards the two chipmunks.
"Prepare my Gummi Ship please, I need to go see this new Keyblader. Set it on a course for Apocolyptia".The two chipmunks just nodded as Mickey walked out. Hopefully he would be able to find the Keyblader without the aid of the WDS. Well... the system there was damaged, not inoperable. So he figured he could use the Gummi ship's computer to locate a general position of the Keyblader using the damaged WDS system there and search with that. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing.
*The Foundation Trilogy.
Mickey soon enough arrived in Apocolyptia via a beam of light teleporting him to the ground in Henry's general location. Granted the beam of light was something no one could see as Mickey made sure to appear far from any people, so he was a bit outside of the search radius, but still. Mickey knew what kind of world this was, so he pulled out his Keyblade. He agreed with Lacrima's reasoning for his actions in terms of fixing this world...now was not the time for those thoughts though. He had more pressing matters at hand, namely finding and requesting a Keyblader's help, moving very quickly.
With the WDS being down, unfortunately Heartless still appeared in this world. So as Henry sat there, smoking, suddenly Heartless would appear around him. Several Shadows and a couple of Soldiers. There were a couple behind him, unfortunately, but before those behind him could be attacked, they were vanquished. What appeared to be a mouse wielding a sword that was shaped similar to his own, but its design was different. Before Henry could barely react, the rest of the Heartless were vanquished in a few quick movements and swings of the mouse's blade, this creature very skilled with his sword and probably quite powerful as he took them out as if it was nothing.
After that, the sword just vanished in a small flash of light as Mickey turned to look up at Henry.
"Glad I found ya when I did pal" he stated, a small smile upon his face. Judging by
his garb, and the fact that he was a talking mouse, he was obviously not from here.
"I don't have much time, so ill make it quick. My name's Mickey, and I came here to ask for your help. I know that you wield a weapon called the Keyblade" to further his point, Mickey materlized his own once again, keeping it out as he watched the area to make sure that more Heartless wouldn't show up.
"It is the best weapon for fighting those dark creatures you saw called Heartless. In truth, the Heartless have been plaguing many worlds, not just this one. Which is why we created a system to help deal with them, but recently it spotted something strange". He was obviously giving Henry the heavily condensed version of his speech, as he paused to quickly deal with another Shadow that appeared, doing so in just a single swift movement.
"The point is, I would like your help as a Keyblader to investigate it. Naturally you will be going with a team of other Keybladers since I wouldn't want you going in there alone". Mickey turned to face Henry, holding out his hand for a handshake.
"So what-do-ya say, will you help me? You don't have to, but I could really use your help".