"Time is like a handful of sand, the tighter you grasp it, the faster it runs through your fingers."
That saying could be taken into consideration here as things looked to end when all of a sudden they were teleported somewhere. Again. But what's currently happening with IF, Vert, Terra Branford, Vortex-25 and Plutia?
Vortex-25
Vortex could barely feel anything in her legs, let alone have to deal with the strong heat coming from wherever the heck she was. Taking a moment to get up from being lodged into a pit of sand, she brushed herself off and took a look around her surroundings. "
Hmm. Desert. And more desert. And even more desert. And, wait? Is that a... nope, more desert. Great. Just when things were starting to look good, we get stuck in this sand dune." She then noticed something. "
Ghost? Where are you buddy?" She exclaimed as she was calling out to her Ghost but to no response. "
Ghost? Okay you can stop with this prank, Festival of the Lost happened 8 months ago..." No response. "
Ghost?" That was when while she was walking, she kicked something in the sand. "
Ow... What did I even kick--- Oh."
A dead ghost. Lying on the ground. Partly buried in the sand and emitting a faint light. "
Guess that guy really did crush you into bits..." Vortex then realised something crucial to her life-span. "
Wait a minute. If my Ghost is now dead, then... I better be careful. Without my Ghost, no one is able to revive me if I go down." And so Vortex began to wonder the Desert aimlessly. While she lost her ability to use the Golden Gun, she still has access to Arcstrider and Nightstalker, and still able to pull out those types of grenades if she gets attacked.
Plutia
Plutia was the next one to wake up, and discovered that she was in a sandy place. A
very, sandy place. Getting up after everything that happened, she could feel herself calming down just that little bit, but after witnessing all her new friends getting hurt? She couldn't exactly forget. Now fully getting up, she brushed off the sand that was all over her clothing and looked around. "
Where am I?~ I don't remember being here... And I still cannot feel my transformation... How will I release all this anger..." She exclaimed as she began walking slowly, still recovering from all the pain she suffered at the hands of those unknown people, and still had quite the hint of anger and sadism in her voice. A bit further on and that's when she heard someone speak...
"Guys, if you're there, say something!"
Plutia faintly recognised that voice, but couldn't quite make it out. It was coming from quite the distance away, and even then her hearing was somewhat scarred from having taken so much pain in such little time. After walking a bit forward, she finally found the person calling out, and it was Ben. The one person who she had met and thought to like, until he tried to calm her down while transformed.
"
Benny!~ I'm here!~" Plutia exclaimed as loud as she could to get his attention. If Ben was able to hear her well enough, he could still feel the same anger she had released back at the bunker, and the same sadistic aura he felt when they first met. Seems she was still bottling up all that anger from being attacked and watching her friends get hurt.
IF
Just when things were starting to light up for IF, she found herself stuck halfway into the sand. Getting up after some effort, she brushed off all the sand on her and looked around. "
A desert... Why would we be teleported into a Desert? From overseeing what those people were capable of, why didn't they just finish us off then and then?" She muttered to herself as she began to walk when she stopped suddenly. "
Wait... Lady Vert?" She looked around and called out for Vert. No answer. "
I guess we got separated again... Looks like for now, I'm on my own." She then continued her journey, hoping to encounter anyone that could possibly help her navigate the land to either find some shelter or regroup with her friends.
Terra and Vert
After everything that's currently happened, Terra's father's foresee came to pass as something did happen. But it wasn't what they were expecting after what did conspire, as she found herself in a desert, and a very big one at that, with almost no sign of other types of land to be seen. Getting up and brushing the sand off her clothing, she concentrated on her necklace and summoned her father, Malduin, in front of her. "Daughter? Is something the matter?" "
We're in a desert now.. I was knocked out for a while.." "I see. Is everything okay?" "
I should be okay.. They didn't hurt me as bad as everyone else though.." "Do you hear that, daughter?"
"
Ugh... I think I blacked out from all that pain.." A woman exclaimed as she was getting up slowly and then crumbling to the ground with a thud loud enough for Terra to hear, despite being somewhat close to her. "
Ow..." "
Vert..?" Terra exclaimed as she ran over to Vert, with Malduin returning to his Magicite Crystal. "
Terra? Thank goodness you're here.. I thought I was to roam alone, how rude of them~" "
Let me heal you.. Cura!" Terra then casted a Cura spell which began to slowly heal Vert's wounds. Although it was a slow process, Vert started to feel more strength returning to her body as she slowly got up. "
Thank you, Terra... I thought I was to die a doomed fate in an unknown world." "
It's okay.. We need to keep moving through.. Who knows what's out here this time?" "
Indeed, Terra. Let's get going..." And so the two of them set out to discover what was in this desert, and if they'd come across anybody.