Even while Monte was talking, every word felt just like white noise to him. The only thing he could really focus on was the feeling he got from the tubes. It was that same ominous feeling he had been feeling within side himself for a better part of the day. It was like it was calling to him. Jaakuna could feel it. Whispers of his name entered his mind. It was like a temptation that the blonde teen soon felt himself not being able to resist. He heard it call his name repeatedly and it begged him to release whatever was inside of it. 

Just as Jaakuna’s hand went up, he felt a sharp sensation against his neck. His eyes looked down and he saw a blood-colored katana just mere inches away from his throat. He recognized that sword before. He saw it once before at Sunset Station, but only for a moment. He saw it a second time when it clashed with Patchy’s Keyblade. It belonged to the Fox Lady and she had Jaakuna within her grasp. One sudden move and Jaakuna was done for.

When Fox Lady spoke about Jaakuna always wanting to be on top of a situation, he laughed -- he felt pain cause of the sword against his throat, but he laughed. “[color=ed1c24]She’s right you know? That does sound a lot like me.[/color]” Jaakuna really wasn’t helping his case, now was he?

When Avalon tried to calm Fox Lady down by implying nothing bad would happen if Jaakuna had given into his desires, the blonde knew he was wrong. Jaakuna felt the temptations, the feelings of darkness emanate from the tubes and call upon Jaakuna to break them. He knew that if no one had stopped him that, as Fox Lady said, something rather unpleasant would happen. 

Jaakuna had, yet again, blacked out for a moment, so he didn’t hear what Avalon and Fox Lady were talking about, but he was able to hear exactly what Monte said about it being possible to stop a few heartless, but not a whole army. He would state that he was a Dark Keyblade Master. After all the information given to him earlier, Jaakuna still wasn’t sure what that meant. However, he would soon reveal that the tubes contain Dark Shard Energy. It made sense now. That’s why they called to Jaakuna and that’s why he felt the temptation for them to be broken from him and only him. Jaakuna stayed silent for the most part. He tried to get away from Fox Lady only to fail in his attempt. The sword was snug pretty tightly against his throat. 

Jaakuna wanted to try again, but Monte would begin to speak directly to Jaakuna. He would present the notion of playing God to Jaakuna. He would present a series of choices of being the one who makes the decision and the one who follows the one who makes the decision. He would present Jaakuna with the notion of being the puppeteer and not the lifeless puppet that does whatever said puppeteer makes them do. He would present Jaakuna with a notion of being a god who can mold any world he damn-well pleases and not be some kid waiting for the next struggle tournament.

Jaakuna stood there silently, not even feeling the sword anymore. It’s not that it wasn’t still firmly pressed against his skin along his throat -- cause it was -- but Jaakuna’s mind was racing so fast and his heart beating even faster, Jaakuna didn’t even feel it. All he felt was the prospect of what if? -- what if Jaakuna listened to Monte and didn’t do the same to Avalon. He wondered that what consequence would happen if he broke those tubes and laid darkness upon his homeworld? He wondered what would really happen? Would it really be plunged into darkness like Fox Lady said? Or is she really the one trying to plunge the world into darkness and Monte and Patchy are really the good ones? Jaakuna didn’t know.

Until he did.

“[color=ed1c24]It’s alright, Avalon.[/color]” Jaakuna simply said, “[color=ed1c24]I know what must be done.[/color]”

Just as Jaakuna spoke,  he saw those same fireballs spread apart and surround only Fox Lady and separated her from Jaakuna. A surprised but thankful look came across his face. Jaakuna looked to the tubes once more, feeling them, hearing the voices that spoke to him before, but they were loud and clear in his head.

“[color=black]Free us, Jaakuna..[/color]”
“[color=black]Set us free, Jaakuna..[/color]”
The voices were child-like. They had a comforting sound to them. Jaakuna wanted to hear more, so he pressed his entire body against one of the tubes, feeling the cool warmth that it gave him. The voices got progressively louder, each word added a layer of the temptation from before. His cheek rubbed against the glass, letting the voices sink even further into his mind. It was like Jaakuna was locked inside a trance. 

He was getting to the point where he was about to give into the temptation, but Jaakuna saw something this time. He didn’t hear something -- he saw something. He saw a view of a wasteland full of Keyblades. They all were of differing sizes and lengths and designs. In the middle of them all he saw two people. They were male and much older. They had to be within their late-20s. One was wearing a lightly-colored armor while the other was wearing a black and red armor with chains. One had red hair and the other had blonde. Jaakuna knew who he saw.

“[color=ed1c24][b]NO![/b][/color]” Jaakuna snapped out of it and quickly removed his body from the tube. He angrily turned to Monte and Patchy, “[color=ed1c24]I will NOT do this. I won’t be manipulated by scum like you two.[/color]” Jaakuna said, denouncing what Monte and Patchy had said. He wouldn’t do it. He wouldn’t release darkness upon the world, he wouldn’t’ be used by anybody.