Miracle slammed into Sketchy, sending him flying backwards, Sketchy caught himself at the edge, pulling himself up. He cussed under his breath, and stood. Sketchy ran at Miracle, ready to strike him down with his keyblade. Miracle dodged, and used his sharp keyblade to cut at Sketchy. Sketchy then fell to the floor, bleeding and screaming. "Why do you fight, damn you!?" Sketchy yelled, rolling on the floor in pain.
"I fight to find all I have lost. Why else should I?" Miracle asked, raising his keyblade over Sketchy's chest. "And to reclaim what I have lost, I must reclaim what I have given away. Goodbye, Sketchy. I hope I see you in hell." Miracle thrusted the keyblade into Sketchy's heart, the screams as loud as could be. Tikara was floating off the edge, shivering at the sight of what Miracle was doing.
Sketchy's heart started coming out, glowing with darkness. It floated for a couple moments, then slammed into Miracle, causing him to fall off the ledge. Tikara watched as the room started to turn bright. The room returned to normal, and Miracle landed with a loud thud. "MIRRY! Are you alright!?" Tikara asked, landing beside Miracle.
"Fate... What's going on with Fate?" Miracle asked, still lying on the ground. "... She said that she knew you needed help, so I brought her to you... I thought I healed her all the way... Looks like I missed something..." Tikara cried, wiping the tears from her face. "... Check her neck. See if it's bleeding." Miracle asked, now staring at the ceiling.
"... Blood from the wound you gave her..." Tikara stated, seeing blood come out from some stitches on Fate's neck. "... She's dead..." "NO! SHE ISN'T DEAD!" Miracle screamed, immediately standing up. "If she were dead, she wouldn't still be bleeding!" Miracle picked Fate up, grunting slightly. "To Dr.Finkelsteins! NOW!" Tikara teleported them to Dr.Finkelsteins almost immediately.
"DOCTOR! FATE! BLOOD! DYING! PANIC!" Tikara said in a frenzy, sipping on some coffee. "Shut up shut up! I'll see what's going on!" The Dr. stated, calling down to them from above. "Bring her up here! I have all my equipment where no one will find it!" Miracle ran upstairs, Tikara following while still sipping the coffee. They arrived at the top, and Miracle rested her on the table.
"Do what you can." Miracle stated, grabbing some equipment for the doctor. "She was one of MY creations, you know. I know exactly what to do, trust me." The doctor stated, grabbing a small knive. Miracle stood over Fate's body on the table, staring at Fate's face. "... I failed as a father. I failed as a friend... I just plain failed..." Miracle sighed, looking over at Tikara.
"... Don't feel bad, Mir... Sometimes, you never know what happens... It just happens..." Tikara sated, patting Miracle on his back. "... Maybe..." Miracle stared out the window, seeing a crowd gather. A knocking was heard, and the doctor flinched. "Who could that be?" The doctor asked, holding his knife right above Fate's neck. He didn't operate on her, yet, so he's only examining right now.
"I'll check..." Miracle stated, opening the door. "Tikara. If he does ANYTHING to hurt Fate, put him in one of your bubbles or something, alright?" "No worries!" Tikara stated, flying around the room. "... Right." Miracle closed the door and rushed down the stairs. He opened the door, and saw Sally at the door. "MIRACLE! Miracle, where's Fate!? I haven't seen her in DAYS!"
"... Upstairs." Miracle stated, now panicking slightly. "She's busy helping the doctor for some cash... I'm here to help, as well. The doctor is letting us sleep here, because he has so much junk to put away..." "I came to tell the doctor to come to the town square. Something big is happening." Sally said, pointing to the town square. Miracle squinted, and noticed they had some equipment out. "I can't see from here... What are they doing?" Miracle asked, still staring at the large crowd.
"... Something they haven't done in awhile..." Sally stated, staring to walk down the steps. "A beheading."
"Dr.! I'll be out for a bit!" Miracle hollered, then closed the door. He ran past Sally, running as fast as he could, tripping and standing again and again. He ended up at the edge of town, looking through the gate. He went through the large crack in the gate, and joined the crowd. Everyone was talking about who they could be hanging.
"Attention!" The Mayor called out, standing on the hanging stand. "This is the first time we've had such a DELIGHTFUL beheading since The Author raided Kitdra's chocolate vault! Jack Skellington, the king of Halloweentown, will be doing the honors!" Everyone clapped, except Miracle, who only watched from the middle of the crowd. Jack walked on stage, raising his hands.
"Thank you, everyone! The person we're beheading, according to the Mayor, has been seen hurting my daughter, tainting my son, Sketchy's, mind, and has generally RUINED the entire town's reputation." Jack stated, sounding angry. "Her name is Daze, and she will pay!" The town screamed, and all Miracle could do was scream in pain and anguish.
Daze appeared, her arms and legs tied together. The Behemoth was carrying her, showing no emotion at all. Daze was crying, hiding her face from everyone that could see her. Miracle gazed at her, in awe of the fact that she's about to die. "Bring her forth, so that she may be beheaded!" Jack claimed, his fists in the air. The Behemoth brought the girl up, resting her head on the line.
"WAIT!" miracle screamed, pushing the crowd out of the way. "You can't kill her! I won't allow it!" "Huh? Why not?" Jack asked, looking confused. Miracle paused, looking at Daze. "... I'll do it." Miracle stated, pushing Jack out of the way. "I want the town to know that I am a member at this point. No way to exclude me."
The crown screamed for joy, carrying Jack into the crowd. Miracle bent over, his mouth next to Dazes. "... Do you have any regrets?" Miracle asked, untying the rope from her mouth. "... Many, beyond count." Daze cried, staring at Miracle. "Do you want to be redeemed?" Miracle asked, slowly standing back up. "... No... don't know if I can, at this point..." Daze still cried, blood from her tears splattering the giant stand.
"... I am sorry, Daze..." Miracle said, wiping some tears from his eyes. "... Don't be. I'd rather be next to my loving father, instead of my actual one." Daze smiled weakly, seeing Miracle's hand rest on the lever "... I love you, Daze..." Miracle said silently.
Miracle pulled the lever.
Off her head went.
The crowd screamed and roared, celebrating the death of a menace. Miracle cried, anguishing the death of a loved one. No one could disagree that she deserved to die, but only one felt any emotion over it. Miracle slowly moved off the stand, tripping a slight bit. He was still crying, and he slowly made his way back to the doctors house.
He reached for the handle, but Tikara jolted out the door, slamming into Miracle. "I'M SORRY, MIR!" Tikara stated, panicking. "Come quickly! Doctor said to get you!" Tikara led him upstairs, panicking quite a bit. Miracle quickly followed, wondering what was wrong. Miracle slammed the door open, seeing the doctor sweating.
"AUGH! Why isn't it working!?" The Doctor yelled, turning around and noticing Miracle. "... It's obvious to me..." Miracle stated, walking forward. "When you created me, I had no soul. I just looked like Jack, right? You created Fate, but she didn't have a heart then, either. But now she has a soul AND a heart. That makes things much harder to operate on..."
"Well, she's missing a heart now." Tarrel stated, opening the door. "... Thanks, Tarrel, for back then." Miracle stated, turning around. "You told me before Fate woke up in the cells that you wanted to talk to Sketchy, right? I knocked her out, you talked to him. You owe me, now." Tarrel smirked, holding out his hand. Miracle tossed his keyblade at Tarrel, turning it into a normal keyblade.
"Dang, dumber looking than I thought it'd be..." Tarrel said, swinging the keyblade around slightly. "It's better than holding a simple glob of goo, though..." "Take it and leave. I'm very busy right now." Miracle stated, turning around again. "Something else that dude Sora wanted me to tell you." Tarrel said, cracking his neck. "Some mouse dude named Mickey Mouse is downstairs, waiting for you."
Miracle turned around again, his hoodie still covering his face. "... A mouse." Miracle said, sounding like it was odd. "Yes. A mouse. With ears you wouldn't believe." Tarrel said, snickering. "He has a keyblade like yours. Also says that you could be a big help to him." Tarrel opened the door, about to exit.
"He also said something about Organization XIII, whatever THAT is." Tarrel closed the door rather loudly. Miracle thought for a moment. "... Talk to a mouse... Wouldn't hurt... It'd be scary as hell..." Miracle walked towards the door. "Tikara, make sure The Doctor tries to figure out what's wrong with Fate." Miracle said before exiting the room. He reached the bottom of the tower, seeing the mouse just standing there with his hood covering his face.
"Hello, Miracle." Mickey said, lowering his hood. "I hear you're daughter's hurt?" "... Who told you that?" Miracle asked, sounding suspicious. Matthew creeped out of the floor, appearing beside Mickey. "Yo. I hid in the shadows, and heard every word." Matthew said, looking at Miracle. "I hid in Tarrel's shadow, then hid in Sketchy's." "Matthew, I never ASKED you to spy on me." Miracle stated, a slight snarl in his voice.
"Hey, fellas, settle down!" Miracle said, jumping in between the two. "Matthew was spying on you because we know there's a way to save your daughter!" Mickey said, before being picked up by Miracle. "WHAT!? A WAY TO SAVE FATE!?" Miracle asked, raising Mickey up. "Yes, although it will involve many hardships." Mickey said, dropping out of Miracle's grip.
"I'm willing to do anything! Anything at all!" Miracle said, falling to the floor. He cried in front of the king and Matthew, his hood still covering his face. Blood was coming out of his hoodie, but the king ignored it. "Swell! That mean's you'd be willing to help us take down Organization XIII?" Mickey asked, sounding chipper.
"Before I agree... What IS this Organization XIII?" Miracle asked, tilting his head. "Some Nobodies. Like Heartless, except that the heartless are made from people's hearts. The Nobodies are what's left of the body if the owner of the heart had a strong will. You WERE a Nobody, but it doesn't seem like you are, anymore." Mickey said, examining Miracle.
".. Are they evil?" Miracle asked, thinking out loud. "They want people to turn into Heartless so they can get more Nobodies. It's simple." Mickey said, pulling his hood over his head. "... Sounds evil..." Miracle said, staring at Mickey for a moment. "... I'll do it. I want to save Fate."
"Great! Meet us in the graveyard tomorrow!" Mickey said, walking out the door. Miracle sighed, and ran back into the Doctor's room. He opened the door, and was shocked. Fate was floating in mid-air, right over the table she was being operated on. "Tikara, stop it!" Miracle said, walking over to Tikara. "It isn't me, I swear!" Tikara, said, waving her hand under Fate.
"It's like she's shutting down, or something..." Dr.Finkelstein said, examining Fate. "Her blood pulse is completely gone, but she's still alive... Peculiar..." "Fate isn't going to die, then?" Miracle asked, looking at the doctor. "No, she WILL die. But judging by how slow she seems to be going, I'd give her a year until she's fully turned into a heartless." The doctor said, leaving the room.
"... A Heartless?..." Miracle asked himself, frightened. "... I guess tomorrow will be a big day..." Miracle sighed, sitting against the table Fate was floating over. "I'm staying with Fate, Tikara. Go do... Whatever you do." "I wanna be with you, though!" Tikara said, sitting in Miracle's lap. "... Fine." Miracle smirked, hugging Tikara. "Let me tell you EXACTLY what's happening..."
