high_seas | nope... this won't end badly at all.

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riku,
sora

nope... this won't end badly at all.

Who: Sora and Riku, at first; then, all other Spade Pirates.
Where: Spade Pirates' ship
When: 22nd-end of event
What: Ghost ships go "we're gonna geeeet yooou", Riku and Sora go "WTF", Sora ~~says "Screw this, I need a vacation." then~~ gets hit by Insta-Death.
Style: Starting in prose, but also accomodating.
Warnings: Death is a thing here.
Status: Open to all Spades, yep.

The day started out normally. They were all back on the ship, everyone was back into their routines, and all was well. As it got later in the day, Sora heard someone shouting. By the time he looked up, the ship was already being covered in what looked very much like fog--only problem was, it was way thicker than any fog he'd ever seen. It took... 'blanket of fog' to a whole new level in meaning.

It was definitely weird, to say the least.

Everyone had pretty much gotten quiet, after that. What little sound Sora could hear sounded strange. It was almost as though he had a ton of cotton jammed into his ears. Still, though, he was moving--blind, or not--through the white barrier, of sorts. Slowly navigating, he made a valiant effort to find his friends.

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The fog was...strange. Riku almost expected to meet resistance as he tried to make his way through it, that's how thick it was. And the fact that nighttime had fallen wasn't helping anything.

He thought he'd seen Sora come this way, though -- or at least, he could hear some of the others stumbling around and he hoped one of them was Sora.

Also, he was pretty sure the railing of the ship was somewhere nearby, so he was kind of hoping he didn't misjudge where he was stepping and somehow go tumbling off the ship.

That would suck.

After a few more minutes of blindly trying to find his friend, he finally tentatively called out, "Hey, anyone there? Sora?"

Hey, good timing. The familiar, nearby voice sent a feeling of relief and Sora turned toward it, eye squinting (as if that could ...help somehow?). Cautiously making his way in the direction from which he heard it, he called back out, "Yeah, over here, Riku!"

Putting on a frustrated face, he held both arms out--better to jab someone with a hand, than walk face-first into them, right?

Right. Fortunately, it didn't take long for blue eyes to land on what appeared to be a familiar silhouette, of sorts. Making his way closer, he called out.

"Riku?"

Riku turned the second time his name was called and nearly walked straight into Sora's outstretched arms.

"Whoa, hey."

He grabbed one of Sora's wrists and held on loosely, like he wanted to make sure he didn't lose him again. Even when he was right there, it was still a little hard to see him clearly.

"Geez." He laughed a little. "That is you, right? This is kind of crazy."

If not for the voice, he probably would have been incredibly startled at his wrist being grabbed. Fortunately, it was Riku's voice; and, well, he couldn't have asked for that to work out more perfectly!

Sora knew who it was, but he still reached up and patted the older teen's face--pretty much in nothing more than a joking manner. Yep. That would be Riku's face. He grinned a bit, letting out his own laugh, before lowering his hand.

"Yeah, it's me," he said as he grinned a bit. "Well, at least we found each other, right?"

He gave an amused snort at that hand on his face, ducking out of the way a bit just as Sora pulled it back.

"Of course we did."

Riku squinted at the fogginess around them.

"Hopefully Kairi and the others are okay. Have you seen anyone else?"

He moved his hand to the back of his neck, letting his expression drop at the question. Unfortunately...

"No, actually. I heard people. But, most of them sounded like they were all on the other side of the ship..."

He sighed and let his hand falls, "What about you?"

Riku shook his head, belatedly letting go of Sora's wrist.

"Nothing. I thought I heard someone walking around? But...that might've just been you."

He crossed his arms, looking out to sea (or where he was pretty sure the sea was), but there wasn't anything but fog. Riku huffed out a breath.

"Actually, it's...really quiet. Have you noticed? Even the water..."

He had stopped even thinking about the fact that his wrist was still in his friend's hand. Riku letting his wrist go, though, granted him the ability to fold his arms across his chest--looking at the deck of the ship as he listened.

"Might've been..." Sora frowned for a moment.

The fifteen-year-old had not noticed how quiet it was, though. Not until Riku pointed it out, at least. The previous frown was nothing compared to the one that appeared, then. There really was no sound coming from the ocean. What...--?

How was that even possible? He spoke in a nearly bewildered tone, "... You're right. I didn't notice it, but yeah, everything is super quiet."

Sora took a couple of steps toward where he thought the nearest rail may be, stopping and squinting against the curtain of fog.

"Careful," Riku muttered, following after him. "Last thing I need is you falling in."

Not that Riku was worried about whether or not Sora would be okay in the water, but the whole thing was unsettling. He wondered if there would even be a splash.

A few more cautious steps brought Riku to the railing, which he gripped tightly as he also made a futile attempt to see anything through the fog.

There was nothing, though. Or—maybe there was? He frowned, uncertain if there were actual shapes out on the water or if his eyes were just playing tricks on him.

Sora did not trail far from Riku, actually. Between having no idea what was going on with the fog, and not being able to hear anything aside from one another, Sora was a little more than simply concerned. His own blue eyes peered out into the fog, the younger teenager's hands mimicking Riku's a bit.

"Do ...you see anything?"

The fog's patterns and shapes were messing with Sora. One second, he could have sworn he saw something--one even looked a bit like a ship. The next second, he saw nothing, at all.

"...Maybe?" Riku said, a bit helplessly. He made a frustrated sound, but then paused and leaned further out over the railing. "Actually, yeah. I think—there, that! Do you see it? There's definitely something out there...is it another ship?"

Which...would not be a good thing. If they could barely see each other then what was going to stop the ship from crashing straight into them?

Sora saw it, too. Actually, he saw it just as Riku pointed it out. It was about that time that he was starting to get an ominous feeling. Almost as though a bad... thing was hovering within the fog, itself; but, really, the teenager could not begin to know why the feeling was there. Not yet, anyway.

He attempted not to sound too nervous, "Y-...yeah, I see it! And it does look like a ship!"

Sora was worried about the same thing, too. Were they going to slam right into them? That... would be really bad.

Riku watched it for a moment longer, then a shiver ran down his spine and he backed up a step.

"It's, uh. Not stopping. Damn, we should sound the warning bell."

He half turned, ready to go pull the rope and ring the bell, but he halted pretty quickly when he remembered he could only see all of two feet in front of him.

"...Right, that's not gonna happen. Crap."

He spun back around, eyes on the ship that was steadily looming closer and closer.

Sora simply stood there, for a moment, a worried look now frozen on his face. That was... not good. Turning his face towards his friend, he spoke in a wary voice, "What... should we do, then?"

He didn't like the sound of his own voice, and he clenched his teeth. After a quick reassuring breath, he spoke more firmly, "Shouldn't we try--I dunno, yelling, at least?"

Never mind, he was going to try it, anyway. Turning more towards the general direction of the rest of their crew, he cupped his hands around his mouth. He yelled as loudly as he possibly could.

"Everybody get down! We're about to be hit!" Lowering the volume of his voice by many notched, he directed the next words to Riku, "I hope... at least some of them heard me--hey, do you... hear that?"

Turning back around, his eyes rest on the, already much closer ship. Earlier, they could really only hear each other--now, Sora heard... were those bells?

Riku let Sora call out a warning to the rest of their crew as he kept his eyes on the ship.

There was something...wrong with it. Wrong enough that Riku took another step back and summoned his Keyblade out of habit, just as Sora asked him if he could hear anything.

Because he could hear it now, too. Faint, eery tones clanging through the night that did nothing to ease the foreboding feeling that hung in the air.

He wasn't sure what good the Keyblade would be against a whole ship, but having it in his hand was at least a slight comfort.

"Yeah, I hear it. Sora, that ship..." Riku's eyes narrowed. "That ship doesn't look...solid."

Sora followed suit, summoning his own keyblade--it was sort of both out of habit, and the fact that Riku ...obviously sensed something. Riku's words made Sora take an even closer look, and he definitely saw it...

Yeah, that ship definitely... definitely wasn't normal. So, was who- er, whatever was on the ship responsible for all the fog?

"Think it's a ghost ship?" Wait... "Maybe that ghost pirate from the town..." He stopped when he saw some of the figures on the other ship, "...You know, when we first got here...? Maybe this is ...his ship?"

Those guys... definitely don't look normal, "Woah...!"

Is that ship about to...?! And... the ghost ship is going ...right through their ship. Sora took several steps back. Sure, he had figured it would happen, but it didn't make it actually happening any better.

"If it's a ghost ship, I don't know who else it could possibly belong to." Riku's hand tightened on the Keyblade. "Good, I've been wanting to meet up with him again—watch out!"

He jumped back out of the way as the ship...didn't...crash into them.

What.

It glided straight through the middle of their own ship, before coming to a slow halt several feet in. The figures that Riku could now see lurking about on its deck drifted forward.

And yeah. Those guys were...definitely dead.

And creepy.

But still ghostly dead things.

Riku let the Keyblade drop a bit. He glanced across at Sora.

"...Can we fight ghosts?"

Sora tightened the grip on his own Keyblade, watching the figures drift forward. Hey, he wasn't even going to question it--he would have simply found out the hard way, or something. When he heard Riku's words, though, his weapon dropped a bit. That was ...a good question, actually.

"Maybe with... magic?" He scratched the side of his head a bit, glancing over at his friend.

Tilting his head to the side, a bit, his eyes moved back to the ghost crew--and it's then that he's momentarily frozen. Because, in that moment, the brunette's eyes happened to meet with one of the crew--one that was awfully close, in fact. It was an obviously decayed-looking, almost wispy figure; and, in spite of the ghost's eyes being empty, they seemed to be staring deeply into Sora's.

It moved slowly, almost in a non-intimidating way. Maybe Sora should have turned to run, anyway; because, before he had a chance to react, it suddenly reached a hand out.

What happened next, the teenager was completely unaware of--after all, for him everything had completely gone black. It was as though his very soul had simply been snatched out of his body. For Riku, the first sign that somewhat was completely wrong could have been the Keyblade vanishing. Either way, it was directly after that, that the body slowly dropped to its knees and fell forward.

Riku jerked when that ghost was just suddenly right there in front of his friend. What the heck, he was sure it had been up on the ghost ship's deck just seconds before.

He didn't like this, though. Didn't like the way it was looking at Sora, didn't like the way Sora was just staring back—why wasn't he moving?

Riku frowned, taking a step forward, his hand out. "Hey, Sora—"

But before he could even finish his sentence, the ghost's hand moved.

And Sora's Keyblade disappeared.

It took a second for anything to even register. Or longer, actually. It felt like minutes, maybe hours. Riku's hand was still out in front of him, reaching, and Sora was.

Sora was falling.

By the time his body hit the ground, the ghost had vanished, reappearing back on the ship where it belonged.

Time snapped back into place, and Riku sucked in a breath that seemed suddenly far too loud in the oppressive silence still clinging to the air. His heartbeat pounded in his ears, and quite abruptly it felt like the bottom had dropped out of his stomach.

"...Sora?"

There was nothing. No movement from the other boy, nothing to indicate he was even still breathing, no sign that he was—

No.

Riku shoved that thought aside and lurched forward, falling to his knees beside Sora, his forgotten Keyblade immediately disappearing.

"Sora!"

He hesitated, not wanting to—but it couldn't wait, and he quickly reached for his friend's shoulder, turning him over.

It was possible Sora was just unconscious. Right, yeah, that's. That's definitely what was happening here.

Riku couldn't breathe.

"Sora!" He shook Sora's shoulder, trying to get a reaction out of him, something, anything. "No. No, no, no, Sora, come on. Please."

One hand twisted in the material of Sora's shirt as he leaned over him, listening, hoping for the sound of shallow breaths being taken while his other hand felt for a pulse.

Which was ridiculous. Why was he searching, Sora wasn't—

Dead.

"Shit," Riku said, so faintly it was more just a movement of his mouth than an audible sound. His chest hitched. "Shit. Sora, this isn't funny!" He shook him again, feeling lightheaded, and it was like he had tunnel vision suddenly, all he could see was his friend, just lying there, and this really, seriously couldn't be happening. "I can't—come on, I can't do this. Sora. Wake up, damn you, come on! Please! Please, Sora, I'm not. Don't leave me like this. Sora!!"

His face felt wet.

And there was...something trying to claw it's way out of his chest, an all too familiar dark thing that he'd already sworn never to give into again.

Riku took a deep, gulping breath. Then another, jerkily, trying to swallow the sobs that wrestled to escape him as dark energy pulsed suddenly around his body.

He needed.

Something. Something to.

He couldn't focus. Not with Sora—

No no no no no!

He clenched his teeth, raising his head.

And there was another ghost floating forward. Coming off the ship.

Perfect.

All sensibility had left him, he had no idea what he could possibly do to battle a ghost but he could damn well try. Though somewhere in the back of his head, he knew to at least set Sora down gently. But the rest of him was overcome with a burning need to—to let loose, to do something.

With a furious roar he jumped up, Keyblade reappearing in his hand, and charged the ghost ship, just barely keeping the darkness in his heart at bay as he attacked with everything he had.

[If you hadn't already been alerted to the ghost ship's presence when Sora yelled, well, you'll definitely hear some screaming now. Riku's up on deck going a little crazy with his various "final move" attacks and trying REALLY HARD not to let the darkness swallow him whole as he attempts to kick the shit out of a bunch of ghosts.

...There may be a little ship damage in the process. HE IS NOT IN HIS RIGHT MIND OKAY.]

There was a lot of commotion on deck, and Natsuno came running. He hadn't heard Sora shout, but he could certainly hear the attacks that Riku was performing on the ghost boat. The first thing he noticed was the dense fog, making it difficult to see, but that didn't matter so much, he could hear Riku.

Natsuno had no idea what happened exactly, but it wasn't good. A knot formed in his stomach, and he ran in the direction of the sound. There were, what looked like meteors falling from the sky and when the fog broke and he could see Riku, he almost paused. He looked furious.

Whatever was going on, Riku was going to damage the ship and that would be a problem. He crossed the distance between him and made an effort to grab his arm. His tone was insistent, even loud, unlike his usual manner of speaking. "Riku!"

The yelling has certainly attracted the Doctor, who comes barreling up onto the deck with his screwdriver in hand. It's not hard to spot Riku, and even harder not to feel him. All the energy coming off the boy and the intense emotion surrounding the incident hit the Time Lord's senses like a hammer and he momentarily staggers. Making his way across the deck, he sways, avoiding ghosts with practiced ease.

Of course, he hasn't noticed the body, just Riku going London Blitz on the ghost ship. Which...is probably the least surprising thing out tonight.

"Riku, stop it," is his immediate response, voice edged with concern and maybe a hint of command he knows will be ignored. The tip of the sonic screwdriver begins to glow, a buzzing sound filling the air as he moves it in precise jerks, deflecting incoming meteors and other magical backlash from the boy's berserk rampage. If nothing else, he'll keep the ship from sinking!

"Snap out of it! You'll sink us if you don't stop!"

What the hell was going on? Thatch came from the galley. There was a kid dead on the deck. Sora. Riku trying to flail away at ghosts and failing miserably. Meteors streaking through the sky, some threatening to hit the deck. His power. He was getting into a rage and it was going to be hard enough to keep Ace off it. To top everything off, a hoard of ghosts was coming for Riku, hands outstretched.

"Shit."

He charged across the deck, sliding as he kicked Riku's legs out from under him, then grabbing him by the waist and twisting, bringing the boy across him to let him crash against the deck on his other side, hopefully jarring him out of his rage and preventing these bastards from touching him.

"Everyone get below before you all get killed!" he bellowed.

[Anger. It was a natural first response. In his head, Sora's voice vanished and for a few seconds, Ace reached into his pocket for his film of vivre cards. In Sora's section, it was an empty plastic slip.

In reality, Ace had every inclination to try and destroy the ghost ship, but it was right in the middle of theirs. Ace, rushing up out of the galley, landed on the deck and ran to the edge, drawing his right hand back. Above all else, the end result of Sora being touched had been death.

No one else was going to die. His eyes livid, Ace ignited his hand and went with the quickest means of escape. Hurling his gigantic fiery fist into the water, Ace pushed the Sun up in the air, literally straight out of the sea itself. Pushing forward, Ace dragged his fiery hand against the surface of the water to clear visible strain on his face as he made moves to push them clear away from the ghost ship.]

SAILS! SOMEONE CAST THEM DOWN SO I CAN PUT AIR IN THEM!

HOLD RIKU DOWN AND I'LL GET US OUT OF HERE!

Riku twisted away, barely registering that the other boy was even there. He swung at another nearby ghost, watching in frustration and anger as the Keyblade did little more than harmlessly go right through it.

When Natsuno made another grab for him, getting a hand on his arm, Riku came very close to slamming the end of the Keyblade into his gut.

"Get off," he snarled, but then it clicked that someone was holding him, there was someone else out here, and the ghosts were still lingering around—

He turned halfway, still tense and not quite meeting Natsuno's eyes.

"Get out of here!" he said, his voice hoarse. "Dammit, go back inside, don't let these things touch you!"

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