Kyxiel's Con Report

Well, as some of you know there was a convention in Ottawa, Ontario the past weekend called AC3. Some months ago Keily signed up for it...which meant that I had to show up or be prepared for one hell of an ear ache when Keily got her heart back. I won't bore everyone with the details. Instead, I shall name off the highlights.

-There was a pool. In a fit of righteous fangirl anger, Demyx was pushed into said pool by an annoyed KH2 fangirl who constantly had trouble with him in the Hollow Bastion level.

-There were many oldschool cosplayers. And when I mean oldschool....I mean Sailor Moon and Tuxedo Mask oldschool.

-Aerith was there, too. She had a VERY heavy basket full of flowers that needed to be weapons checked. We were all very amused.

-I had to dodge several crazy fangirls. In the end I was dog piled.

-I had to do a singing panel/workshop. It started off shaky, had an even shakier middle and had a spectacular ending. Apparently my singing left such an impression upon the people present that they asked me for an encore and autographs.

-At the j-pop/j-rock dance the Macarena began to play. I, dressed as Hatori Sohma, my friend, dressed up as a gothic lolita, another girl friend and Tuxedo Mask did the Macarena for a full six minutes. While ding so, we attracted people into doing the same in several different parts of the room.

-Roxas was there. He was constantly looking for Axel. A cute little ten year old promised him that he would go and help look for Axel.

-Namine was accompanying me the entire time. No one knew who she was...even Kairi didn't recognize her. Had she any emotions I think she would have been very disappointed...Had I not said oh, so unsubtly, "Hey, Namine, look...it's Kairi." Kairi's subsequent response was: "Oh, god. It's Namine! *glomp*"

-Sora was there, too. And so was Riku. Both of them kept missing each other at such incredibly pivotal moments to the point that even I was laughing my head off by the end of the weekend.

-I met Gir....a robot wearing a green dog suit. He said he saw a squirrel. I was amused.

-Keily won a fanfic contest award for Best Originality. It was for a KH2 fanfic called 'I'm Home'.


And, once again. I am tired. Very very, very, VERY tired. In all honesty...I think I'd rather be fighting a horde of evil dark lords than try and handle a hotel full of crazy, screaming fans.

*sigh*

And to think...Keily's already gotten us signed up for next year....

Kyxiel Report 4: Tired

Well, as usual it incredibly stinks to be the double of a person who couldn't complain to someone face-to-face, but I'll leave off of that for now. Things have begun to settle into some sort of normalcy here in Montreal (if one ignores the huge shadow of darkness still hovering above our heads from months ago). Snape has returned to Keily's house (I can't bring myself to say it's mine--even if it technically is) and is tending to his son as any father would. He's taking a break from working with the Order, which still hasn't made its final move against Voldemort...not yet at least.

"We're...trying to see if we could get Keily back..." he said.

"I'll bet." I told him, a little derisively, might I add.

"You're about as peachy as Bellatrix." he replied dryly.

"You know you love me." At this, he scowled and muttered something under his breath. I'm very sure he's cursing my existence right about now and wishing that my Other was around. Had I any emotions, I'd be hurt or more than just a bit annoyed. Either way, I smacked him upside his bald head on my way upstairs for good measure. He grinned as I heard him curse again.

I'm still rather weary after the fight against Unicron, but I say things could have gone worse. Much worse. I don't know what to think of it all, really. I don't know the deceased very well and my lack of a heart makes for a very large deficiency when it comes to emotions, but I suppose I do feel somewhat sorry for what has happened. But with all that was going on...I had to wonder.

There's a distinct chance that my Other was the cause of what was happening so far. Things that were happening shouldn't and people who were gone were coming back...good and evil. I know they've been happening before Keily's heart decided to make one hell of an explosion and causing a rift, but now these ressurections are becoming much more frequent and it's worrying me. Why?

It's upsetting the balance of all things. People just don't come back from the dead--and if they do, they usually come back as zombies or vampires--unless something in the universal balance has been screwed over.

Well, I can't mull on it forever or my brain might explode. For now, I'll rest and then I can unravel the series of mysteries surrounding Kenya, Rose and Keily's little band of friends.

Kyxiel Report 3: The Cybertron Front

"Brrrr....it's cold!"

"It's a world meant for gigantic robots after all...I highly doubt they can tell how cold it is...considering they are made of metal...I suppose only extreme temperatures could be felt by their metalic frames..."

"And what about you?!"

"What about me?"

"You're human."

"Correction. I am a Nobody who remembers its human shape."

".............."

"...Besides, Canada gets a lot colder this time of year and Keily used to go swimming in frozen lakes."

"You're mental...she's mental...You're BOTH mental."

"I'll take that as a compliment, Mister Malfoy."

Oh, yes. Draco Malfoy came with me to Cybertron. A rather unpleasant surprise as I found him stowed away in of the Heartless containment units. I wondered how he managed to stay alive for so long. The trip to Cybertron was rather long for a Nobody ship (five minutes, an all time record). But he was there and I could do very little for him.

"Just stay out of trouble, Mister Malfoy. I wouldn't want your mother breathing down my neck because you did something stupid." I said to him with a long suffering sigh. But I gave him a small smile anyways. I don't know why. Perhaps it is a habit of my Other transfered to myself.

"Kyxiel!" someone called.

I turned away from the wizard to see Megatron coming my way. Maleficent was also with him. I walked up to meet them, giving him a casual wave of my hand.

"Well, met, Megatron."

"Ah, good. Someone who doesn't call me 'Megs'." he said, sounding a little relieved. I smirked.

"At least you don't have a breakfast cereal sounding nickname...'Kyx'? What am I? Keily?" I said, rolling my eyes. He gave me his version of a raised eyebrow.

"Do I have to answer that?" I glared and jokingly kicked him in the shin plate. He chuckled for a bit, then he became serious. "Kyxiel...we'd like to know something..."

I looked suspicious. What could they want to know? But then I remembered the comment I made the other day on Rose's blog and I understood what they wanted to know. They knew that I knew where the 'storm' had come from. Technically, everyone knew where the storm had come from, however, I think they've forgotten exactly where.

I sighed and began to explain.

"You do remember....a while ago that Keily's heart...kind of went 'Big Bang' on us, right? Shattered pieces...thrown and scattered all over the place...a dark storm of emotions hovering and growing over the island of Montreal?" Both of them nodded, Maleficent looking very worried indeed, while Megatron seemed highly interested. "I think...Because of that...Keily inadvertedly created some sort of rip...straight to Kingdom Hearts..." Maleficent looked shocked, but she did try to rationalize things.

"I know that Keily's heart knows the way to Kingdom Hearts...Is it really possible for it to rip open the resting and birth place of all hearts in the universe?" I shrugged. I wasn't 100% sure, but that seemed like the only possibility to me. Palpatine was definitely dead without any way of coming back. Although, I can guess that he had some indirect hand in all of this. Had he not threatened Kenya...had he not started the war between Earth and every other force in the galaxy...Keily and I would have still been one person...None of this trouble would have started.

"A heart is only as strong as it is fragile. The stronger the heart, the more likely it can be broken." I said.

"How so?" Megatron asked. I looked to the ground and thought out my next response.

"...The strength of one's heart can be measured by the conviction one possesses. And the very same conviction one holds in one's heart can be that one fatal weakness as well...understand?" I looked at the two of them as they shared a look. They stared at one another, then they turned to me and nodded. They understood.

"Keily...believed in something very strongly...didn't she?" Maleficent said. I nodded. Megatron took on a pondering expression.

"I wonder...what she believed in...that could rip open time and space itself..." I smirked.

"The very same thing that saved Harry Potter...it is the thing that helped Beren and Luthien...it is what broguht Vader and Kenya together. Keily believed in love. And nothing more than that."

"Is that what you believe, Kyxiel?" Megatron posed.

"...I believe in hope. For without hope, love cannot grow. But I am a soul bereft of a heart. Any hope I could have has already been given to many others. I can keep none for myself." I sighed, shaking my head. "So...we should figure out a way to get rid of that storm when this thing is over...Because I think it's grown by 50% since it first came all those months ago..."

Maleficent and Megatron nodded in agreement. I smiled.

Well, we better get ready for the next great battle.

Wish us luck.