Fanfiction ► Cirque du Mort

[Informal Gluttony]

Thanks, wae. I'll try to rep you when I can (stupid spread rep rule). Also, thank you Pinky Rose for your constant stream of constructive words. I applaud you as a nice person...

Oh, no. No rep is needed. I just like to do my part.

...
keep up the good work.

 

[Davy Jones]

I'll get the next chapter up soon. WIth school back and late marching practices, it's a bit hectic. But never fear, it will go on.

Wae: I will give you rep!!!
...

Soon...

 

[Professor Ven]

Davy Jones, I'll give you my soul for..the Shiny Nickel of Almightyness... ^^

Just got through reading..

*claps*

Very nice very nice..but I wish to see more!

And I posted a character for your Circus of Death!!


OOC:

Eh I had band camp from July 30th - August 5th O_O

And we've got afterschool band practice too O_O

Whoooaaa..

 

[Davy Jones]

My band camp was... August 4-6, I believe. Then we had three days of six hour practices, then school started after the weekend...

Sorry, but the chapter is still in the works (curse you weekend homework!!!)

 

[Professor Ven]

Band camp turned the right half of me into a tomato, and the left side of me into a strawberry.

Curse you sun!!


School is hell just spelled differently! XP

Weekend homework not fun it is.

 

[R0ad H0g]

I was at band camp with crash/Davy and I got one of those tans where the lower part of my arms were tanned, but my upper arm was still really pale.

 

[Davy Jones]

Well, I should hopefully have the chapter up and running during the weekend (a bit hectic, so just do what you do and be patient!!!)

 

[Davy Jones]

GOOD NEWS!!! The chapter is finally here. In this corner we have Chapter 30 of Cirque du Mort, and opposite is Prophecy from Chapter 30 of Cirque du Mort. Who will win, you may ask.

No one. Words can't have boxing matches...

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[Davy Jones]

-*30*-​

The Storm Draws Near

Dirst calmly piloted the gummi ship through the vast expanse of space, occasionally looking over at the map that Harmony had pulled up as a guide. So far, they were on a direct course for the planet V.C., whatever that happened to be. They would be there soon enough.

Dirst moved his gaze over to Harmony. She was intently looking out the window, a pensive look in her eyes. Whatever V.C. was, Harmony was definitely attached to the world. Dirst faced back ahead... just in time.

A flaming ball of metal hurtled toward them out of nowhere. Dirst swung the wheel hard to the left, but the random shrapnel still managed to hit the tip of the wing, jerking the ship violently. Harmony was immediately brought out of her reverie. She turned to Nire, who simply pointed out of the front of the ship. Dirst saw it too, and all he could do was gape.

An enormous fleet of Gummi Ships blocked their path. Each one was identical: a black, cone shaped ship with a conical red nose piece, two pairs of wings out of each side, each wing equipped with two small laser cannons. The cockpit was red tinted glass, and Dirst though he saw several different black creatures in each one. However, one thing really stood out.

Every single ship bore the Emblem on their nosepiece.

"Heartless," Nire gasped. "An entire armada of Heartless."

In front of the Heartless fleet was the source of the trio of keybearers' near demise: a large gummi ship, possibly for transporting passengers to different worlds. The sleek white pyramid-like ship had been blown to pieces, leaving only twisted pieces of metal and plastic.

"How are we going to get by them?," Harmony whispered, almost fearing the Heartless might hear her. "They've probably spotted us, and if they didn't hesitate to shoot down a friendly passenger ship, they probably won't care about shooting the three of us!"

Dirst looked ahead, then a faint grin grew on his face.

"What is it?" Nire asked, seeing the smile on Dirst's face.

"How about some maneuvering lessons?"

Harmony almost fainted. "You're not seriously going to-." Her words wer futile. Before she could finish, Dirst pressed down hard on the acceleration pad, and the Gummi Ship roared forward at breakneck speed. Throwing caution to the wind, Dirst managed to make the Gummi Ship go right under the armada of Heartless. However, the fleet was quick to respond. Like satanic clockwork, every ship made an about face and faced the speeding gummi. Then, one by one, they flew after the ship, firing all eight lasers on each ship at once. Dirst managed to keep a level head as he raced forward, laser beams blasting by his head. Nire frantically searched the front panel for something that might indicate a weapons system. After about a minute of searching, Nire's eyes rested upon a button marked with a snowflake. Without thinking of possible outcomes, Nire pressed the button.

Instantly, several panels in the ship opened, and small laser guns took their place. On the dashboard, a pair of joysticks and a rearview console appeared. Without wasting time to learn the controls, Nire grabbed control of the joysticks, looked at the rearview camera, and began pressing the buttons. In response, several blue blasts fired from the cannons. Nire focused harder and harder on aiming until he had one gummi in his sights, then he fired again. It exploded into a mist of darkness, but in response a red beam hit one of the rear engines on the keybearers' gummi ship. There was an immense decrease in speed, but Dirst kept on pushing. Nire, realizing that preciseness would do no good, began pressing the firing buttons as fast as he could. A barrage of blue bolts blasted out of the ship, causing several more of the Heartless armada to vaporize.

Up ahead, Dirst saw the world marked V.C. emerge out of the blackness of space. It kept coming closer, but to Dirst it was taking to long. Nire kept firing the cannons at the armada of ships, but it seemed that whenever one went down, another ten took its place. Another red beam hit one of the gummi ships engines, leaving only one left to power them to safety. One more hit, and they would be sitting ducks. And after that... dead ducks.

Dirst kept on watching as V.C. got closer and closer until finally it was right under them. He dove the Gummi ship down towards the world, with the Heartless armada right behind them. They would have to land in the middle of a street. Dirst watched as the ground came up to meet them. Right when crash seemed inevitable, Dirst pulled with all his might and got the ship out of danger of a crash. He quickly pressed the same button he had pressed earlier to get the ship to work, and landing gear popped out, easing the ship with a soft bump in the middle of a street. Several skyscrapers loomed around as the keybearers took in the world. For a moment, Dirst thought they were safe, until he heard the sounds of the Heartless lasers firing at them. Nire jammed down a button on the console, popping the hatch. The three keybearer's jumped out of the gummi ship and ran towards a nearby building. Behind them, the lasers grew louder and louder until they hit the gummi ship.

An enormous explosion knocked the teens off of their feet and out of their conciousness. Small pieces of shrapnel flew out like angry hornets, cutting into their skin (or metallic suit) with a sharp sting. The heat was extraordinary. But then, as quickly as it had happened, it all died away into a small fire. The Heartless fleet, believing their mission was finished, turned and flew back out away from the planet.

Crowds of people emerged from the office buildings to see what had caused the commotion. Upon seeing the three battered teens in the middle of the street, the crowd rushed up to the keybearers.They all huddled around the three and studied the boy, girl, and cyborg, who were knocked out by the sudden blast. Emergency medical teams were called in, and ambulences carried away the three. The crowd turned to face the charred remains of the gummi ship, still burning in some places.

One person turned to another. "Wow, they were lucky."
The other turned to the first. "Yeah. No one's made it past that fleet since it was sent here."

___--- (Velo-City)---___

The first thing dirst saw when he woke up was light. Was he alive? Or was this heaven? He couldn't tell, but he hoped the former: he still had to avenge his mentors. Lucky for him, the sound of an electrocardiogram beeping. Dirst's vision cleared, and he managed to make out the panels of the ceiling. He slowly eased up into a sitting position and took in his settings. He was in a high-tech hospital room. A nurse stood next to his bed and smiled at him.

"Hello there. How are you doing?"

Dirst grunted as he began to move his arms. The painful cuts caused by the broken glass were everywhere, it seemed. But he shrugged it off and answered. "Pretty good, considering what happened." Then he changed subjects. "Do you know where my friends are?"

The nurse smiled again. "Yes, dear. They're in the rooms on either side of yours." Then she remembered something. "Oh, what is your name?"

"Dirst, ma'am. What's yours?"

"I'm Alélë. Now you get some rest, Dirst. You have all the time in the world."

With that, the nurse left. Dirst couldn't help but smile.

How wrong she is...

-()++==++)Willow Castle(++==++()-​

Helios was taking a stroll through his library in Willow Castle. Seeing as there were only six more days to his grand tournament, he decided to do a little reading on some of the certain different peoples his crew would be facing. However, one book caught his attention. He looked at the strange name gilded in gold on the black volume. Dust coated the ancient text, and as he pulled it out from the shelf he almost sneezed. He blew off the dust and cobwebs and sat it down on the table. He opened it up and found a summary inside the front:

"A TREATISE ON TIME: THE TOME OF PROPHECY AND THE SECRETS IT HOLDS​

Since the beginning of time, man has always wished to know about future, and some have claimed that they know how to predict the future. One such volume that was begun in the time of King Ezana is the Tome of Prophecy. Filled with words that would come true in the future, it was written over two centuries and has predicted things from the First Dark Age to the coming of Xehanort. However, it was deemed to be to powerful by King Maximian and was hidden away deep in the dark Void of the universe. Still, some of the words it contained survive to this day. This book delves deep into the minds of men and searches for the final resting place of the Tome. Join Jason Mohnson as he searches for the Tome of Prophecy."

Helios read this, then began flipping through the book until he landed in Section IV, Epiphany 481.

The white demon and the cursed angel stand off
The Kingdom holds room for one
Dark or light shall win
Beginning and End shall decide.​

"Hmmm..." Helios pondered. "White demon." He paused. "Sounds a lot like me!"

(())__--++ Xylek Satelite++--__(())

The head of the Xylek corporation looked down at the small world they were now orbiting. If he didn't know better, he would have guest it was one of their ingenious technological productions. However, he wasn't really concerned about this. He was concerned about Project A.B.

The sound of the pneumatic doors alerted the President to the a visitor. A short, grey-haired man walked in, wearing a black lab coat and white boots. He looked at the President.

"Mr. President, sir, I believe that Project A.B. is ready."

"Very well, Dr. Grifin. Just run one more diagnostic run to make sure."

"Yes sir, President Winn, sir." With that, Professor Grifin left the President to his own thoughts and headed to the laboratory. Inside, he found his creation exactly where he left it: cutting a prisoner to pieces.

"Project A.B.! It is time for the final stage!"

The mechanical creation turned around, its light blue eyes fixated on Dr. Grifin. The red haired and white tuxedo-ed android walked towards the doctor, leaving bloody body behind.

"Yes, Dr. Grifin?" The android towered over the short scientist.

"It is time for one last diagnostic run. Then, you'll be ready for the Cirque du Mort."

"Very well. But if you deceive me, he won't be the only bloody carcass in here." Project A.B. pointed at the dead prisoner.

"I assure you, this will only take ten seconds to check up on your circuitry."

The android nodded, then walked over to a table. He sprawled out on it, and the doctor placed a wire into his palm. Just as the doctor had said, ten seconds passed, the wire popped out, and a computer in the corner printed out a report. Dr. Grifin pulled it out, then examined it closely. His expression grew into gloom.

"It seems, Project, that you have a large circuitry flaw. I must go in and change it."

Without saying a word, the android used his knife-like fingers to carve up the small doctor like a holiday turkey. When his frenzy was over, the android stared at the lifeless corpse and smiled.

"The name is Alpha Beta, foolish doctor."

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Thus ends another exciting chapter in Cirque du Mort. Have a happy day! 31 will be up soon.

 

[Informal Gluttony]

Good... but It seems incomplete somehow..... maybe because I don't know what they are firing! but, I'm sure you'll probably edit it.....
EDIT: That is better.....

 

[Aqua]

I really enjoyed the new chapter. I look forward to the next one.

 

[Pinky Rose]

ZOMAIGAWD!!

Ima so excited!!! I think I'm going to go spazzing with joy!!
I can't wait for the next installment!!
XD
You rock dude!! LMFAO!

 

[R0ad H0g]

MAGNIFICO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Interesting name usage in the chapter......

 

[Davy Jones]

I know. It... is... amazing... namage...

 

[R0ad H0g]

I am posting for thae sake of posting. aka Davy told me to. Because he doen't want to edit the above post to add the story.

 

[Davy Jones]

I bring tidings of joy and joyfulness! The next chapter has arrived! It was late because I was out of town last weekend, and then I got a respiratory infection which I am still recovering from, but it is here now!

And so we go...

-*31*-​

Regular Lawbreakers

It had been two days since the keybearers had been admitted into the Velo- City General HospitalDirst sat upright in his hospital bed, which was set in a position so that he could easily watch the small television screen that was placed in the left corner of the room. Of course, all he had been getting from it was thumb excercise from flipping channels for about an hour. Since he had awoken from a quick nap about, he had just sat in the sterile room and dumbly stared at the television. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of monotony, Alélë entered the room with a clipboard. The nurse glanced at it for a moment, then looked at Dirst with a smile on her face.

"Well, Dirst, it looks like you're ready to leave here. The last check on you shows that you have healed at an abnormal rate, just like your friends in the adjacent rooms. Where exactly are you from?"

"Celestial Convent," Dirst replied, the pangs of nostalgia reverberating inside of him.

"Hmmm... Don't know that world. Well, we brought you some new clothes, and whenever you're ready we'll take you back outside." With that, the nurse quickly walked outside, grabbed the clothes she had mentioned, placed them on a side table, and closed the door as she went out.

Dirst slowly got out of bed, the bruises from the explosion still troubling him somewhat. He stretched his back, then walked over to the table where Alélë had placed the clothes. He took off his hospital gown, then put on the khaki pair of baggy cargo pants. He slipped on the dark grey t-shirt and then a black fleece vest with a zipper running down the front, and slipped on a pair of sneakers that were red with black stripes on the side. Everything fit well. He laced up the shoes, then headed outside the room.

The hallway was just as white and clean as the room was, and several nurses and doctors were going to and from the various rooms. In front of Dirst was a window that ran the length of the hallway, letting in a view of the residential district.

Dirst saw Alélë at the nurse's station at the end of the hallway. He walked down to greet her and called out her name as well. She turned and responded.

"Yes, Dirst?"

"I was wondering where my friends were. Could you point me in their direction?"

"Why of course! They are in the main lobby."

"And that is... where exactly?"

"First floor. The elevators right here will take you straight down there."

"Great," Dirst said, then added a quick, "thank you." Before Alélë had time to respond, Dirst was in an elevator and heading down to the first floor. The elevator ride was smooth and quick, and when the doors opened Dirst saw Harmony and Nire waiting in front of the main desk. Dirst walked forward to meet them.

"Hi. How are you?"

Harmony shrugged, then smiled. "A little worse for wear, but I'm good enough to go!"

"The doctors rebuffed my shell and replaced all the nerve wires in the suit, so I am better than before," Nire nonchalantly stated.

"Well, that makes three up and ready keybearers," Dirst replied. They each walked out of the hospital, and then onto the street. It was nearing noon when Dirst finally asked.

"So... err... what world are we on?"

"Velo-City," Harmony and Nire said in unison.

"I'm gonna take a guess: you two used to live on this planet, no?"

Harmony nodded. "My mom was a Congresswoman in the Governing Assembly." She then sighed, the flashback of her mother's body on the couch along with her brother Balian. The dark memory of the aging mercenary... and the albino.

"I too lived here," Nire said. "My parents were doctors at this very hospital. That is, until Helios came. He destroyed the car my parents and I were in. I bear the scars of that incident today, insided this shell."

"I'm sorry about your parents, Nire," Dirst said in a quiet voice. "But that's why were going after him. To avenge all those who have been lost to his evil and make sure that no one else falls prey to it!" By the end of his sentence, Dirst was almost shouting.

"So...," Harmony said, trying to change subject. "Do we have any munny?"

Dirst checked his pockets, trying to see if Alélë had slipped him any cash in the clothes. He found a pouch in one pocket. He opened it up and counted the contents.

"One thousand in here. How about you?"

"Eight hundred stored in a shell compartment," Nire answered.

"The doctor gave me eleven hundred munny, "Harmony replied.

"So that gives us...," Dirst quickly counted it up,"twenty-nine hundred munny. What can we get with that?"

"Food, maybe a room for the night," Harmony speculated. "But we need to find out where Helios is. It shouldn't be too hard... should it?"

"There's an idea," Nire said. "We should go around town, looking for anything that might lead us to Helios."

"Yeah, but we should stick together," Dirst added. "It may go slower, but I don't know my way around here, and we can't easily communicate with each other."

They all agreed on this proposition, then chose to head towards Market District in downtown Velo-City. Harmony and Nire knew that the Tudor Street Library in that district would perhaps hold a clue.

The walk down to the edge of the Market District was about a half-mile. Along the way, the three kept their eyes out for anything that might hold a clue as to where Helios might be: a poster, billboard, flyer, anything. Nothing came up, so they continued on to the library. When they reached it, it was about two in the afternoon. The three headed into the massive marble structure. Inside was three levels of around fifty shelves, each holding around three hundred different volumes. Each level had a different theme. One was fiction, one non-fiction, and the other reference.

The three first headed to a desk on the first floor, the one for reference books. An elderly man who looked to be in his mid-seventies greeted the keybearers with a smile and a hello.

"What can I do for you? Any topic you wish to search in particular?"

"Yes sir," Harmony answered, who had previous been elected the speaker for the group. "I was wondering if you had anything concerning Helios." Harmony was interested in seeing the man's reaction.

"As in the criminal Helios, or the brand of fluorescent lighting?" The librarian asked.

"The criminal," Harmony added.

"What do you need this for?"

Harmony took a quick look at Dirst, then looked back at the librarian. "In our civics class, we are studying master criminals. The subject we three were given was Helios."

Seemingly satisfied with the lie, the Librarian turned to a flat screen computer and began typing in all sorts of numbers and letters. After about a minute of searching, the Librarian turned back.

"The only references we have on him are in the encyclopedias, which are over to my left. Anything else?"

"No, thank you."

The old man nodded, and the trio of keybearers walked away.

Nire leaned over to Harmony as they headed over to the encyclopedia shelf. "You are a good actor, you know."

Harmony smiled. "I try."

Meanwhile, Dirst had already begun to peruse the volumes on the wall, and it didn't take long before he found one labeled 'H'. He pulled it out of its place and set it down on a table next to the shelf. He pulled up a chair, and Nire and Harmony sat next to him. He quickly began flipping through the volume, watching as the page labels changed from Haa to Haj to Hap to Haz, and finally he landed on Hel, and he slowed his search until finally his eyes found what they had been searching for.

"Helios- Universally Wanted Criminal

Nothing known of early life. First known record of Helios comes when he pops as a congressman in Velo-City. He was a radical, often promoting bills that would harm the people for his own profit. He was eventually kicked out of the Governing Assembly, but his revenged followed when he killed Congresswoman Leia Raiana and her son, Balian Raiana. He was banished from Velo-City, but around a year later he reappeared as the governor of Radiant Garden. He ruled successfully for one month, then turned on the people and led an enormous army of Heartless to terrorize the world. He was stopped by Grand Officer Fury and banished to the Prison of the Void. It has been rumored that he had a personal stronghold on the world of Willow Castle."​

"Willow Castle," Dirst murmured. "That's our best bet."

"Yeah. Now, we can just take the gummi... ship..." Harmony remembered the reason they were in the hospital.

"How do we get to Helios?" Nire asked. "We have no gummi ship."

"We could borrow one..." Dirst said.

"STEAL?!" Harmony shouted. Dirst put a finger to his lips, motioning her to silence. She immediately shrunk down, then began again. "Steal?! We can't just steal a gummi ship. We don't know where to get one!"

"They have some at the Potentate's Port," Nire said.

"Where's that?" Dirst said.

"Wait!" Harmony said with force. Dirst and Nire looked at her. "I'm sure that there is another way to get a gummi ship other than theft."

"Unfortunately, we don't have enough money to even by car, much less a gummi shp," Nire said. "So, I'm afraid that stealing a gummi ship is our only chance at getting to this Willow Castle place. Like I said, I know there are some at Potentate's Port. Besides, we have the keyblade-." He was cut off by Harmony.

"And the port police have guns! What could a keyblade do to a gun? Unlock the safety?"

"Harmony, calm down. " Dirst said. "Yes, stealing a gummi ship is not the most risk free of ventures, but its the only way we have to get at Helios. So, are you with us or not?"

Harmony sighed. "Against my better judgement... I guess you're right, and I'm in."

"Good. So, where is this Potentate's Port?"

"About a half-mile past market street. It's a wide stretch of the old racetrack that has been converted into a spaceport. People who have their own gummi ships keep them locked up there. However, we will have to sneak past the port police's security cameras."

"Let's just get over there, and one we know the lay out of the cameras, we'll form a plan, okay?"

Harmony and Nire nodded. With that, Dirst placed the encyclopedia back on the shelf. They headed back out of the library, and the old librarian waved good bye to them. However, they were to rapped up in their own thoughts to respond.

(*) (*) (*)​

The wire fence around Potentate's Port loomed forbodingly before the keybearers. The razor wire that adorned the top definitely gave them a little fear about their plan. Nire looked back and forth, then turned to face the other two.

"Well, I don't see any cameras right here. So, this is the gate by which we enter."

"How?" Harmony asked. "It's locked."

"Ah, the power of keyblade,"Dirst said. He summoned up his, Lightside, and then pointed it at the padlock that held the gate closed from intruders. Instantly, a beam of white light shout forth, and the lock clicked open. Harmony pulled it out of the gate, and Nire pushed it open. They were in.

They slowly made their way towards the closest gummi ship they could find. Unfortunately, that was about one hundred yards of open, clear space down the way. No wonder there weren't any cameras. They ducked low, hoping it would help, and jogged towards the nearest gummi ship. It was a black, conical ship that had three sets of grey wings running on it. It was of superb aerodynamic shape, and it would make for a fast get away.

It was a miracle that the three keybearers weren't caught on the open expanse that led to the sleek ship they were going to steal. The three of them eased up to it, and Nire pulled a latch that would open the hatch. It was unlocked, a total surprise to the three. And it was there that their luck ran out.

The alarm from the gummi ship blared out at them. Across the way, one of the port policemen heard the commotion and looked at the three. Without questioning them, he immediately pulled out the pistol at his side and opened fire. A bulled hit the wing right in front of Dirst's face. Without further encouragement, the three hopped in the gummi ship. Another bullet hit the fuselage of the gummi ship. Dirst looked around the cockpit. Thankfully, the console, steering, and propulsion were nearly identical to that of the old gummi ship. He immediately pressed the ignition button , pulled back on the steering wheel, and then pressed his foot down on the green acceleration pad. The ship immediately rose off of the ground and flew upward. The port policeman pulled out his radio, made a dispatch, and then stopped firing.

Dirst looked back for a moment as the guard stopped firing then turned back forward as they began to leave the atmosphere. There was a slight resistance as the ship left, but then they were sailing away. Dirst was content looking forward until he saw several red dots materialize from far away. As they neared, Dirst remembered what they were.

The Heartless Armada...

 

[R0ad H0g]

Magnifico! Another great chapter Herr Crash!

 

[Aqua]

Great chapter as usual! Well, if the three keep having to "borrow" ships and such some students may end up studying them in civics class someday . And again, very good work!

 

[Professor Ven]

Teh Awesome Davy.

Must..see...next..CHAPPIE!!!

I desire ot see the pwnsome Tournament of Cirque de Mort.

 

[Haku]

I'm late again , but awesome chapters otherwise DV.