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Character(s): The Onion Knight, Terra Branford, anyone else?
Content: The Onion Knight finds himself in Paixao
Setting: Niflheim
Time: Mid day
Warnings: Teeth rotting adorableness

The Onion Knight faded from the grassy fields of Cornelia, trying to not be sad that he would never see these people again. It was a bittersweet moment, to say the least, but he couldn’t let himself dwell on it, especially not on the fact that he would never see Terra again. He had his own life to go back to, friends and family and loved ones back on the floating continent, people he missed there. One girl wasn’t enough to make him want to give up his life in Ur, and he still had a long life ahead of him. Besides, she was so much older than him, it would never work out.

His eyes fluttered open when he felt himself back on solid ground, expecting to see his hometown, some place on his home planet at least. But much to the Onion Knight’s surprise, he found himself in front of a domed city, one that he had never seen before.

He approached the domed structure, wondering why he had ended up here and not back home. Had Cosmos done something? Summoned him here for whatever reason? The Onion Knight frowned at that thought. Not only was the goddess supposed to be dead. (Which didn’t really sit well with the Knight, how can a god die anyway?) But the war was supposed to finally be over. There were too many questions running through his head.

But if Cosmos was behind this somehow, he couldn’t refuse to help her, could he? Cosmos was a kind and just goddess, yes, but he still couldn’t imagine the repercussions that would cause.

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Although she was a returning "guest" to Paixao, Terra still found herself getting used to the surroundings -- once you left, it was sort of something you wanted to put behind you. Unlike last time however, she was now determined more than ever to find a place to call her own. Somewhere that she could feel safe... welcome, even. With her map out, she navigated the land, taking the train and heading towards the gate called Niflheim. It seemed as though there was a neighbourhood close by, where perhaps she could find a house to stay in...

Unfortunately, she hadn't gotten off at the right stop. She sighed, examining the computerized device. "Have I taken a wrong turn?" she asked herself aloud, frowning. Somehow, she'd wound up near the gate. "It should be just around here..." she scanned the area -- and that was when her eyes landed on a feathery helmet in the distance.

"I-It can't be...!" she cried, standing there, dumbfounded. Was this an illusion? Another game put on by the dreaded Organization?

After being shuffled through the usual process of entering the city, the Onion Knight decided to try and explore what he could for now. It was a huge city, seeing the whole thing would take days, so he better find a good place to start.

That's when the Knight's noticed a familiar woman standing in the crowds. He couldn't believe his eyes.

"Terra? Terra!" The Onion Knight called as he ran toward his friend. Terra needn't worry about the boy being an illusion, no he was very much real.

Terra's lips broke into a tight smile. "Is it really you?!" she asked, obvious hope lighting up her voice. "Did you arrive just now?" What was this warm sensation? It was true that she missed the boy, but -- she hadn't expected a feeling like this, seeing him again.

"Of course it's really me!" He replied, smiling back up at her. "Why wouldn't it be?"

"Yeah, I just got here. Didn't you too?" At least, the Knight assumed she would have been sent here at the same time.

She seemed to visibly relax hearing that. "Sometimes this place can just... play tricks on you, I just wanted to make sure," she admitted.

Her smile faded a little at that next bit. "No," she said softly, "I've been here for a few weeks now. And... not for the first time, either."

"A few weeks?" He stared up at her in confusion, "But that doesn't make sense, I just saw you before I was sent here. After we defeated Chaos"

Time... it certainly was fleeting in Paixao, wasn't it? It had been the same with the others, when she had encountered them. Celes, Sabin... Terra frowned, clutching a hand to her chest briefly. She shook her head, "The flow of time -- isn't the same for everyone when it comes to Paixao, I'm afraid," she tried to explain, her tone soft.

"For me, Chaos' defeat... was a little while ago, now."

It still didn't make sense to the Knight, but maybe it was one of those things you had to chalk up to magic to explain.

And in the long run, it really didn't matter. Terra was here, and she seemed to be safe, and the Knight was thankful for that.

"So what is this place?"

She sighed in relief, her thoughts centered on the same principle; he was here.

"Paixao," she said matter of factly. "Much like... when we were summoned by Cosmos, warriors from different worlds are brought together here. It's built in floors, each floor -- a different world." She frowned, and closed her eyes for a moment. "A group of people brought us here. The Organization."

"Floors? What do you mean floors?"

Like in a building? Yet another thing that made no sense to him, and the Knight found it hard to justify this one with magic.

"And who's the Organization? What do they want?"

"There's a hallway... stairs and then... it's a different world, entirely. Well, a piece of it, anyway. And then, at the exit on that floor, another hallway..." she trailed off, not liking it more and more every time she explained it.

"And we don't really -- know what they want. They don't show their faces often, and hide in the darkness." A pause. "Sometimes... they try to kidnap us," she clutched her chest a little harder then she realized.

The Knight didn't like the sound of that. Terra's reaction worried him.

"They... didn't hurt you, did they, Terra?"

There was a long silence. Had they hurt her? She'd been scared, of course. They'd injected her with something... her emotions had gotten the best of her, and she'd... lost control. Memories of the event were still foggy, but one thing was certain... She had hurt people, again.

"...No," Terra finally replied. "I'm fine." And a nod. She was, now. Now that she knew that people could believe in her, and that she could also believe in -- everything seemed a little less frightening.

The Knight nodded slowly at Terra's answer. If she said she was fine, then she was fine. No use in pressing the matter or anything.

But still, there was something about this place that the Knight didn't like.

"I'll always protect you, Terra."

The girl softened visibly hearing that. She nodded, a smile creeping across her lips. "Thank you." She released the grip that she had against her chest. Her arms fell back to her sides as she turned slightly on her heel.

"So far -- there's no exit. At least, not one that anyone has discovered yet."

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