A Light shines (Luke/Fayt/Psyper)

It wasn’t always fun-filled, but coming to Radiant Garden every once in a while while their father, the King and leading figure of the world, was going about his ruler business. Destiny Islands was beautiful and tranquil, but the casual hussle and bussle of the world was always a nice change of pace. Normally, that would be the case. But today? Today, there was something that was off. The quietness wasn’t peaceful, but unnerving, and as the twins wandered the streets in hopes of finding ways to entertain themselves, there was something that set off their senses.

The male had eyes scanning the surrounding area, though did so inconspicuously with his open book in front of him. The young man made it appear as though he were really reading. His sister, the young woman walking beside him, had her laced fingers behind her head, whistling as she looked around. They looked like nothing more than a pair of bored teens with nothing better to do with their time.

With a huff, Destinie turned her eyes up to the slowly clouding sky. “Man, what a day this is, ey? Not a single thing going on…” She spoke in a hushed tone so that only her twin could hear. “I mean would it hur-”

“Shh.”

“What? I can’t even-”

“Shh!”

Fayt had stopped walking, turning his ear in the direction that he swore he heard a plea for help. His successful shushing of his sister granted him a chance to hear that second beckoning, with the same tone of voice. He immediately took off in that direction, leaving Destinie to follow in confusion.

“Hey, where are… you… Oh.”

The twins slid into view of the other of the alley from around the corner, seeing the figure that sped towards the young man in the lab coat. Fayt immediately reached out a hand to force push the golden-orbed creature away, and incidentally towards another man across the way. That’s when Destinie bore her axes, pitiable substitutes for ones that were currently being worked on, and charged in an attempt to debilitate the figure. They made no sign of showing that they were going to relent until it was put down.

Flinging herself at the heartless, Destinie definitely gave it the what-for. She bashed them with her axes in hopes of sending it back to the Realm of Darkness. The twins were educated enough to know that there was no permanently killing a heartless unless one did so with a keyblade. It was a small fact that irritated the female twin. Fayt was a more level-headed on the matter, accepting it for what it was.

Turning his red and blue eyes towards the boy as he cried for help, Fayt sighed when he was then thanked. He left his sister to handle the creature, having complete faith in her ability to dispose of it. Those eyes of his darted over to the young woman that had then entered the scene. She wore a holy robe, but everything about her screamed that she was anything but. There was something about her that was… unnatural. He kept a close watch on her, along with the older man who stood in inaction off to the side, while defending the weakened boy, who slowly rose to his feet.

Fayt quirked a brow at him, especially when he started to clutch his chest. When he collapsed to his knees, the red and blue eyed twin moved to catch him, but stopped as he heard a voice unlike the one he’d been previously speaking with. Hopping back when his blue eye began to glow, Fayt stood near his sister, who looked up to see what had her brother on guard. There was a light that left as quickly as it came, and Destinie was left blinking a little, dazed slightly.

Looking around to see that the heartless were no longer present, she was a little confused. “Uh.. What the he-” Destinie’s question stopped short as Fayt raised a hand to gesture for her to stop and listen. When she did, the young lady heard the boy’s thanks, and watched as he passed out. “What… What just happened…?” She asked brother in a whisper.

Fayt just shrugged, but had already made an assumption on what had happened. Both set of the twins’ eyes followed the samurai as he came out of hiding, speaking to the obviously unconscious kid. When the man looked to those around them and made his comment, Destinie scoffed. “You can hardly call yourself part of the ‘team’ when you just stood there, sir.” Destinie said to him as she placed her axes back in their holsters at her waist and putting her hands on her hips.

Fayt gave a soft grunt in agreement, and walked up to the boy that still lay on the ground. Giving him a quick once-over, the male twin picked him up and stood up. “Let’s go,” he told his sister, and turned to leave. Destinie nodded, and wasn't too far behind him. His destination was the nearest hospital or infirmary. Neither he nor his sister had the certification to help him, and as the boy wasn’t in any dire need of medical help, they’d drop him off there. Fayt didn’t trust those two enough to left the kid in their hands.

Destinie huffed at the samurai. That one definitely had no sense of honor or duty, choosing to let a pair of kids handle the heartless threat rather than ensuring their safety. Sure, they ‘had it’, but the help would have been a nice gesture. So when he had a few bits of advice to give, the young lady was a little hesitant to take him seriously. It wasn’t until she looked to Fayt, and saw him giving the samurai a contemplative stare, that she teetered on believing him.

“Thanks,” was all Fayt had said, as stoic and unreadable as always. There were times that his sister really wished she could tell what was going on in that head of his, but there were others where Destinie thought that it was for the best that she didn’t know. The two walked side-by-side on their way to the nearest medical facility, be it a clinic or a hospital. From their current location, the closest one would likely be the hospital some blocks away. Unfortunately, they weren’t alone.

From the corner of his eye, Fayt gazed at the priestly… doctor? There were several reasons as to why he did not take this woman as a conventional sort of doctor. “Heterochromia does not necessarily warrant a person having extraordinary skills or abilities, miss.” He started, trying to be as polite and blunt as possible. Fayt didn’t like the vibe that this woman have off, and that samurai’s warning only further solidified that thought. “It is the person themselves and their capability that makes them ‘different’, as you say. But-” He paused to fully turn his head to the woman as she walked backwards. “-is there something else you need, miss? We're just taking this boy to a hospital and letting those who are certified in the matter to care for him.” He really hoped that that would sway the woman to lose interest and go away, but he highly doubted it.

Destinie was on the same thought train as her twin brother. So when the strange lady was about to walk into a pole, the young woman wasn’t going to say a damned thing and let her crash into it. But, stranger still, that didn’t happen. Both had noticed her sleeve get tugged, and the woman missed the pole completely, acting as though nothing out of the ordinary happened. This… thing… was giving her the creeps. A quick glance from Fayt had told her to keep her thoughts to herself.

After a short walk later, Fayt and Destinie, and most likely their unwanted company, arrived at the hospital. The young man admitted Cipher, giving a vague explanation to the nurse about his current state of being. Shortly after, they were taken to a room, where the mostly unconscious boy was laid down. Before anyone even came in to look at him, he was speaking. Both the twin’s eyes trailed over to him. Fayt remained where he was, leaning against the wall on the far side of the room with his arms crossed over his chest. He wanted to be able to keep an eye on all that was happening in the room.

Destinie, on the other hand, moved closer and placed her hands on her knees as she bent forward. “Hey there, uh… Cipher? You’re at the hospital. You kinda blanked out there for a moment, so we thought that it’d be best to get you looked at.” She told him, noting how it looked as though he was still in pain. He was in a sort of daze for a while, looking over himself. It was sort of odd, like he didn’t recognize himself. His next comment had not only her, but Fayt a bit confused. Two hearts? That was… Well, it wasn’t unheard of, but it wasn’t exactly something that was commonplace. Maybe that samurai guy was right in telling them to keep an eye on this kid. “You, uh… feeling okay, there?”

“Our heterochromia is the result of crossbreeding. Question solved. Now leave.” Fayt was curt and cut, giving the unsettling woman the most logical answer. Though after the words came out of his mouth, he second guessed that call. This woman didn’t need to know something so personal, after all.

Within the room, Fayt and Destinie were still on guard. Much like Cipher, a shiver ran down the young lady’s spine, growing more violent the longer that Psyper hung around. It was a sort of natural instinct that told her the church clothed woman was up to no good. Then again, she got that same vibe from her Aunt Celia. But her aunt had a purpose to all her… experimentation. That’s what she was told, at any rate.

Cipher’s voice called the twins’ attention once more. “You fainted after helping fend off the heartless.” Fayt answered simply. “After which, we took you to the hospital to receive medical care. We don’t really know what happened, so we were hoping that maybe someone here might give us a clue.” Destinie told the young man with a comforting smile. When the woman began to speak to Cipher, she couldn’t help but take up a defensive stance over the boy, eyeing Psyper with a warning in her gaze.

“I think it’s better if an actual doctor takes care of you, Cipher. We’ll get you some clothes, though, so don’t worry about that.” The young lady said, petting the top of his head. “But you need to stay here, okay?” She said to him, intent on going out to get the kid some new duds. The ones he was currently wearing did seem a tad bit small.

Upon standing up, she cast her gaze over to Fayt, who was making his way to the door. “I’ll go. Stay here and wait for the doctor.” He said plainly before leaving. He had faith in his sister's capabilities.

“Well fine, then. Didn’t want to go anyways…” She muttered to herself. Sitting beside Cipher on the bed, Destinie was also keeping an eye on the woman in the corner of the room. Though she didn’t trust her, it was better not to make an enemy of someone who you can’t make heads or tails of. Maybe… she had a reason for how she acted? As she wondered that, her gaze joined Cipher’s in looking out the window.