The Destined

Chapter 12: Anarchy

More be coming thanks!

Well here's chapter 12 or what i have done right now. I plan to be updating this further tonight so this isn't everything. i'd also like to thank Destiny Force and Keyblade Card Master for submitting there characters to the story!!

Chapter 12 Anarchy

The wail of mechanical voices and ear splitting alarms rang across the entire Bay as guardsmen and sentries rushed to the command kiosk, but as the reinforcements scrambled through twisting and winding corridors, not one made it to the command kiosk entrance. Seperating the kiosk and reinforcements was a wall of outcasts, 20 feet deep in some sections each with a unique reason for rebelling; some outcasts fighting fist to blade. The alarm rang on unanswered.

Anarchy.

The command kiosk was a marvel, floor to ceiling data screens, advanced communications systems even a real time projection of the entire kingdom, but something about these worlds didn’t make sense to Sora. Where was Disney Castle, or Halloween Town…or Destiny Island…a cough brought Sora back to attention as the fulltime personnel were sitting bound together guarded over by Mario and 5 outcasts. “We need to hurry Sora.”

Sora remained glued to a monitor for the one key piece for their escape: The Chamber of the Taken, a room that housed every confiscated item. It would be well guarded, but there would be weapons, maybe even a commandeered transport. His thoughts were interrupted by a small buzz vibrating from his coat pocket.

“Bingo. Let’s go” Sora announced as the Room appeared on a small data card.

It also showed the location of Ash and Jack, and the other countless scrimmages happening across this wing of the Bay alone. “No one enters this Kiosk after we leave, and do not harm the personnel” Sora stated to the men and women.

Sora looked deep into each Outcasts eyes. He wouldn’t be able to tell you what world most were from, what they liked doing on days of constant snow; it wasn’t in their emotions. The only emotions that surfaced from the 5 individuals was not fear or revenge…it was loyalty. Dozens of battles were being waged across the entire island, all because one boy rebelled and each person believed in him. They won’t disappoint you Roxas comforted, causing a small smile to shatter his stone wall face. I’m glad you are here old friend.”

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In another corridor a pleased Jack Sparrow stood twirling the stolen saber between two unresponsive guard drones. “This is the day you shall always remember as the day you almost-“

A stray laser beam erupted from a level above on a collision course with Sparrow’s heart, he turned facing the oncoming beam and stared calmly defiance, bracing himself for the deathblow. He cringed.

He slowly opened his left eye, gazing about trying to determine if he was alive or dead. He looked puzzled as a single playing card gently drifted from the air. A shadow stirred behind Jack and as he spun to confront the new combatant, he found himself staring at a young boy, leaning his left hand out of his cell; motioning for the card.

Jack reached down and scooped the card up, noticing that the laser beam appeared to have imbedded itself on the card; handed it to the boy. The boy was no older than 16, his features leaned as an effect of being imprisoned for many weeks. His eyes were crystal blue, and he was dressed in a light turquoise cutoff cloak. As Sparrow handed off the card, the boy smiled and winked. Immediately, another golden beam erupted from the cell this time heading away from Sparrow and towards the disguised guard. With a loud crash, the sentry collapsed on to the cold floor a sizzling hole through it’s midsection.

Jack looked from the boy, to the smoking remains a few times before his eyes rested on the playing card. “Where did you get that?”

The boy continued staring at Sparrow, twirling the now blank card in his hands. “It’s the only memory I have left…you seem somewhat familiar to me…”

Jack squinted and finally saw the boy in a good light. He knew this boy, but not this boy, another one that….it could work.

He gazed at the cell door and smiled, branishing the saber he sliced off the locking mechanism, the door swinging freely.

“You saved my life, I’ve saved yours, care to help me commandeer a means of escaping this world before we become measily land lovers?”

The boy hesitantly stepped through the unlocked door. “My...my name is Tsukasa, we have an accord.”

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“Fire spin!!” Ash yelled, his Charizard immediately releasing a torrent of flames at the nearest guard, instantly vaporizing it.

“Go, Pidgeot. Steel wing on the cell locks now!” Pidgeot flashed from deep within the Ultra Ball flying along each bank of cells releasing multiple Outcasts.

From behind him, a sentries voice rings out demanding all prisoners to return to cell, but no one listened. Ash rushed forward, Charizard and Pidgeot flying over head both working to release more people. As he turned around the next corner a guard came launching from the side passage and broke against the far wall. Ash turned looking to see two prisoners fighting back to back, one with his fists, another branishing a twisted steel bar.

“Just like the old days, ya know?” the steel fighter smiled swinging the bar into another guard. The other fighter merely nodded focusing all his attention on a spot on the wall besides them.

Suddenly the wall erupted, spraying mortar and concrete chunks into both connecting cooridors.

“That way” he stated, his eyes noticing Ash. An odd calm spent a chill down Ash’s spine, the man nodded motioning Ash to follow them. Ash recalled his pokemon and followed the pair through the wall into a large gathering of Outcasts. The steel bar wielder now noticed Ash and came forwards critiquing him for any signs of treachery. Seeming pleased, he swept a hand through a large head of bronze hair.

“Names Chappu, the guy who orchestrated the addition of a door is Outcast 1138.”

“Ash. I’m meeting up with my friends near the Chamber.”

1138 turned now at the mention of the chamber, he locked eyes with Ash again and exhaled.

“You are meeting up with Outcast 3029.” Ash didn’t let the surprise show but acknowledged the statement with a wave of his hand.

“Everyone is heading that way, lucky guess guy.”

1138 frowned and with a twitch of his hand he said, “I think we will be joining you if you like, three are better than two.”

Ash struggled with the sentence half of him wanting to ignore the outcast, but the other was convincing him that three would be able to navigate and fight smoother than if Ash went on his own. He rolled his shoulders and walked into the throng of outcasts. “Keep up.”

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They could taste freedom.

Wave upon wave of outcast ran as one through the corridors being let by Sora and Mario. The turned down a large side passage, bowling over guards, there numbers swelling as more and more outcasts joined the swarm all thinking the same thing: help Sora lead everyone to freedom.

A number of outcasts were gunned down by laser beams or blade strikes. With each mindless attack, Sora winced inside. Did not know what drove each person or why they would believe in him so fiercely, that these people would willingly die for a boy no one knew his real name but one thing was sure: he was their protector and he would save as many as he could.

The flood raged through a large arched entrance, the Chamber of the Taken directly ahead and to the right but a lone figure stood outside the Chambers blast doors. Sora slowed and soon the army behind him stopped as well, a few seeing the figure before them and whispering a single phrase, warden.

As Sora slowly marched forward, the features of the warden became clear and his blood ran cold. The figure stood with a keyblade pointed directly at Sora. Sora walked forward alone, fearless. As he walked forward, the air turned icy, the outside lights slowly dimming. Sora stopped ten feet away breathing rapidly.

The warden stared straight ahead, two golden eyes penetrating what seemed like Sora’s soul.

NO!!! Roxas screamed.

What?! What’s going on Roxas?

We meet again Number 12. But first allow me to introduce myself properly. Another voice inside Sora’s head rang, causing him to tighten, surprised.

“Do you fight for what you desire?” the warden questioned his voice familiar but somewhat distant, misplaced.

No….it can’t be…Roxas stammered, fear shaking Sora.

After a long moment, Sora collected himself and summoned Oathkeeper and Follow the Wind.

“Yes.”

“Prove yourself.”

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No one dared to breath, as each onlooker stared in amazement as the warden and their leader fought, each blow being meant to kill. A backward slice threw Sora into the air, the warden leaping to continue the fight. Sora front flipped in mid air, deflecting the chop and landed hard on his feet, and dodge rolled to avoid a spearing thrust. He rolled to his feet to see the wardens keyblade wedged into the ground.

“Good, but you never did learn to mind your surroundings.”

The floor jolted violently, sending Sora back to his feet as the keyblade erupted towards him through the floor, sending huge amounts of concrete and dirt fishtailing behind. Sora super glided and stared in shock as the keyblade continued after him, the warden seemingly without control over it.

Sora blocked as best he could as the opposing keyblade raced on slicing and attacking with it’s own mind. The key suddenly veered down, as Sora looked over his shoulder as he flew around the room. The impact was devastating. The keyblade drilled him in the stomach, knocking the wind and concentration out of Sora, sending him falling to the ground.

Sora lay on the ground, bleeding from the stab wound to his abdomen, his left arm broken and swelling fast. The outcasts stared in sheer terror as the warden walked forward, keyblade in hand, Sora struggling to rise. He lifted the oathkeeper in his right hand to bloke and watched in horror as the wardens blade shattered the Oathkeeper, his own heart screaming.

The warden stood over Sora, a deep, booming laugh echoed inside the hall as he placed the keyblade flush with Sora’s heart.

“You do not fight for what you desire, you fight for what you don’t understand.” He readied himself and instead of stabbing his heart, the blade passed deep across Sora’s face as another blade stabbed downwards into the warden’s shoulder and a Portal of Darkness consumed the warden, shocking him.

It was over.

Sora couldn’t understand what had happened and as the shock cleared, pain erupted through every nerve ending in his body. The outcasts slowly moved away from Sora as Mario, Ash, Sparrow, Chappu and Tsukasa moved forward, helping Sora to stand against them. A few who were able to see him gasped, the gruesome sight seemingly unreal. Sora’s childish face was now ruptured by the warden’s keyblade across his right temple to the left side of his chin, the broken arm twisted and discolored, blood dripping from a stab wound.

Sora couldn’t tell who it was but an announcement went out that the Chamber of the Taken was open and anyone with medical background to come forwards. Through his left eye, Sora saw a girl walk forwards holding a staff before her. She said some words to Mario who nodded. The girl lowered herself so that she could look Sora in the eyes. He saw the care and sadness on her face and weakly nodded. She began to twirl the staff, chanting in a foreign tongue. Sora was bathed in a brilliant white light and he suddenly began to feel warmth returning to the fingers on his left hand.

Orders were declared and a new voice called as if across a lifetime. A spiked red head lifted up Sora’s head and whispered into his good ear, “I told you we’d see each other, did you have it memorized?” Sora coughed and fell unconscious.

Ash gazed around as outcasts milled inside of the Chamber reclaiming their belongings, Jack walked forward, a jar of dirt resting close to his body annoyance in his voice as he threw a piece of parchment to the ground.

“That’s the THIRD time that man has sailed away with my ship…” Tsukasa looked behind Jack at an empty berth, where the Black Pearl had been docked.

Mario held a silver oblong keyblade before his eyes, tears ready to flood over. But stopped as his eyes gazed at the new person kneeling before Sora.

“you may have stopped the warden, but if you want a piece of him you are gonna have to go through me.”

The figure rose and smiled, “Warden, come on Mario, I’d have thought by now you’d have recognized the keyblade. That was Outcast number 001, Dest. The man who murdered Princess Zelda. Got it memorized?” Axel asked, removing his hood and returning his keyspheres inside his cloak.

“Sora and I have a history that can’t be explained so easily. But where ever he goes, Becca and I go.”

“you call me that again Axe-head, and you will regret it.” The girl who had worked to heal Sora’s wounds stated, fire in her eyes.

She calmy removed the hostility from her eyes as the group members turned to her with a curious look. She brushed a strand of brown hair from her eyes. “Names Rebecca McMann. I’d like to join you if you will let me.”

It seemed as though Sora had an army of his own, Mario thought as he looked around at the rag tag group. Ash, Axel, Rebecca, Chappu, Outcast 1138, Jack, Tsukasa and himself stood in a circle around the unconscious Sora.
“Let’s go.” The group entered the Chamber of the Taken.

"I'll fly" Outcast 1138 stated as he moved forward towards a berth next to where the Black Pearl had been docked. A ship sat on a docking platform, a slight layer of dust covering the ship.

"That piece of junk, can it get off the ground?" Chappu asked. 1138 paused at the locking ramp, she'll fly true, she's seem more than you would ever know he thought as he wiped off the registration plate and walked aboard. The group followed but Chappu paused and read the plate aloud to himself. Who'd name a ship Millenium Falcon?

 

alright

dude i was awesome(tsukasa),hell,the story was awesome,that warden guy is pretty storng but i'm sure sora and his army will kick tha guys *** yea

 

Chapter 13: Destiny Entwined

Chapter 13 Destiny Entwined

“How is he?” a voice asked, breaking the rhythmic whistling and beeping from the life support system.

“He was stabbed in the heart, by that.” The man stated, pointing to an operating table where a blood soaked barbed keyshere lay.

That traitor should have been destroyed years ago and now HE was feeling the retributions of stealing his heart.

“It’s good that he had no heart to begin with then.”

“That’s the inconsistency. He doesn’t have a heart but no matter what operation or treatment we’ve tried, his vitals remain the same. For reason’s we can’t explain, he is dying.”

A long silent minute passed by as the man stared at the patient…his greatest accomplishment…his…son. No not his son, that boys other. If only Maleficent hadn’t interfered those years ago, things would have run their natural course, it was destiny, but now…

“How long does he have?” Nex asked.

The doctor removed his tri-specticles, his eyes showing no emotion. “One week.”

The doctor departed the room, leaving Dest and Nex alone. Slowly three other shadows materialized, but stated out of the immediate vicinity. Nex slowly opened his eyes but didn’t turn around.

“You killed the girl, you were supposed to kill the boy and bring me his keyblade.”

“I was rectifying her destiny for the second time. I killed her ten years ago and she was supposed to remain that way. The boy will mean this much more –“

“No. You have failed me for the last time Sephiroth. Maybe you should have stayed to watch, you didn’t kill her at all, IT did.” He pointed behind him at a large hulking mass.

Davy Jones stepped forward, his peg-leg echoing with each step, “I killed no one, the girl chose her fate and now she is safely in the Locker.”

Nex tilted his head slowly, his eyes still on the unconscious Dest. “So both of you failed me.”

Jones rushed forward his sword pressed against Nex’s back. “That’s the price one must sacrifice if forcing others to do his bidding.”

Nex reached down, a black orb gathering in his hand, he spun the orb slamming it into Jones, sending him flying backwards. Jones lumbered to his feet, his tentacles swinging angrily. He took a step forwards and stopped. Nex had another orb growing in his hand as his other hand held a small brown sack.

“Price? I was told by a certain pirate that he who has the heart of Davy Jones, CONTROLS Davy Jones. You didn’t accomplish your goal, so why should I bleed for your mistakes?”

Jones’ chest heaved with each breath as he stared into Nex’s icy eyes. “You will bring the boy to be within one week, or there is no deal. Go, we are done here.”

Jones continued to stare as Giovanni and Sephiroth vanished into the shadows. He turned and began to walk away “For now.”

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“Take us fifteen degrees downwind and mind the clouds.” Jack Sparrow announced as he gave the directions based souly on which way the compass in his hand was pointing.

1138, his forehead deeply wrinkled from the constant strain of remaining calm snapped, “You are not the captain of this ship, I AM”

Mario entered the small cabin staring at the argument with mild interest as he ran a gloved hand over his freshly shaved face and trimmed mustache. “Do we know which world we are on? This doesn’t look like anything from my kingdom.”

“Nav-logs say it’s an uninhabited world for twenty years before Outcast Bay was built.” 1138 pointed out the view field, “That city is unknown, but it is dated to well over a millennium.”

An odd beeping began to eminate from a control screen in front of Jack.

“that’s not my doing lad.”

“I know, it’s a beacon…some sort of a tribal marking…it’s not a Destined signature I know that much, hold on I’ll do a fly by.”

The ship slowed as it neared the rocky cliff and slowly spun on it’s access, allowing the crew members inside the cockpit to see a sort of memorial.

“Take us down.” Mario stated, moving down the passageway.

“It would appear that neither of us are captain then eh?” Sparrow rebuked.


Mario walked down the passage and entered into an open oval shaped corridor and stated to Tsukasa and Chappu that they were landing. He made his way further along one side and came to the doorway of the medical bay.

Inside, Axel stood leaning against the far wall, eyes glued on an unconscious Sora as Rebecca continued to try her best to heal him. She was able to repair his broken arm; it being firmly kept in place by a metallic plated cast. Mario entered as she placed a damp cloth on his forehead.

“We picked up a beacon…how is Sora?”

Rebecca glanced over her shoulder as he spoke and began to assemble her medical kit.

“The arm won’t be any good in a fight for a few weeks, maybe more. His stomach is wrapped and healing nicely. His face…” She faultered, and Mario could see why.

The once childish face of a carefree boy was now replaced by a wicked scar running from temple to opposite chin. “I’ve tried every known healing technique, a few stopped the bleeding, but I think he may have that for the rest of his life.”

“Is he asleep?” Again, Rebecca faultered in answering.

“He’s in a coma.” Axel answered half-heartedly, brushing a lock of flame colored hair from his eyes.

“Rebecca, please do what you can, we are heading out to see this beacon…and thank you. If it wasn’t for this boy, we’d all still be in those cells trying to figure a way out.” She nodded and began warming another cloth as he and Axel joined the rest of the group outside the ship. After it was decided that Ash would remain behind, the group set out from the mouth of the cliff toward the distant memorial.

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The road continued to wrap around hills, the end constantly twisting and snaking just out of view as Sora ran full out, his hands reaching almost able to reach Kairi as she was being dragged backwards away from Sora.

“Kairi!! I’m coming!!” Sora screamed desperately clawing to rescue her.

Her eyes were wide with fear and pain as each rock struck her harder than the last. Sora looked up, seeing the end of the path being a cracked and decayed pier overhanging a swirling black void. He leapt. The fingers of his right hand wrapped themselves around Kairi’s he went to reach with his left. He let out a scream as his left forearm ripped away in her grasp.

Sora summoned every once of reserve strength and heaved, jolting kairi as she was pulled from two directions. Sweat began pouring down Sora’s back, his right arm burning from the pain. Kairi crying looked up at Sora.

“My charm…how could you let it be destroyed, how could you let your promise die??”

“No, that’s not what happened Kai.”

“I don’t know you anymore Sora.”

Sora’s footing faultered, his emotions no longer being held back, he was weeping. The invisible forth pulled again, stronger making Kairi cry out in pain. She looked lost as she stared into his eyes “Roxas wouldn’t have let us die.” She let go.

Sora stared as she vanished into the void her last words causing his heart to shatter. The tears began to burn as they ran down his face he lifted his right hand and wiped his eye, his hand was covered in blood. He reached up and felt his face feeling the ruptured slice of where the warden's keyblade had carved. He began to see the world spinning around him, images of everything that had happened in the last two years. He collapsed to the ground, pain in what remained of his left arm and face.

“ROXAS, ROXAS HELP ME” he screamed, pounding the grass in futility. No one answered him.

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Hours past even more hours as Riku and King Mickey continued searching through towers of holospheres, discovering more about the war Riku had inadvertently started.

“Ah ha” Bosku declared triumphantly, swinging his cane in the air, “We’ve found the seeker.”

“The what?” Riku asked moving toward the seated man.

“The seeker was a holosphere we created at the beginning of the war as a means to locate at a moments notice where the members of the Declaration were in case of trouble or to declare peace.”

The program began to illuminate an expansive solar system, dozens of planets and moons floating about around a central sun. Among the many planets, seven distinctly different colored markers glowed, three flashed in red.

Link stepped forward, checking a display log with that on screen. He motioned towards a planet with a gold tri-force icon.
“That is my designation, the tri-force so that planet is Hyrule.”

He pointed to a green tube and gray gun, “Those represent Researcher Luigi and Mushroom Intel officer Kennedy”, both on two separate moons of a distant planet.

Two icons appeared as moving beams of light between a cluster of asteroids, “That must be Samus and Fox.”

Riku looked up as Link traced the planet where a blue star, “Toad is still at the Princess’s Mushroom Castle….but where is Princess Toadstool?”

The group scoured the map but none could find the Princess. “What are the three flashing symbols?” Riku asked.

Link highlighted them and watched as a red tri-force appeared on a cluster of small planets, a red keyblade far off the map at Hollow Bastion. “They represent the markers where those two have past, Ansem the Wise and her Holiness.”

“Then where is Aerith?”

The question seemed logical, but as they looked toward Hyrule, where a Red Orb glowed, another orb flashed in the Farplane Kingdom, and also strangely near Port Royal.

“How can Aerith be dead in three places at once?” Bosku asked. The group remained silent, the question mysterious and also unnerving.
The king stared at the map thoughtfully, turned to Link and pointed. “I count only ten characters, but there were twelve at the meeting from the holosphere.”

At the push of a few key strokes, a search went out for the location of Ash and Mario, the search came back empty. “They aren’t gone, just unknown” Link stated.

Mario and Ash disappeared…Aerith dead in three places…something wasn’t right. The group quickly searched through more material hoping for a clue, while also on guard.

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The barren desert the small group walked on seemed to continue on for miles in every direction around the ancient city. The continued on, each weary of a trap.

“Come on you guys, if we broke out of that prison, we should free as many people as we can, ya know?” Chappu asked to uninterested ears. “We are the revolution, just think; what if the war was already over or another Sora was out there freeing other outcasts?”

“If the war was over, we would have been released months ago” Mario stated.

The mention of Sora’s name quieted the group. Each thinking of how much the hero had risked to help so many, and many were returning the favor. Jack led the way, his compass held firmly before him pointing him in the direction beyond a large rock outcropping.

“You don’t talk much do you?” Tsukasa asked 1138, bringing him out of a trance.

“No, I’ve not had a need to for quite some time I guess.”

“What do they call you?”

He halted in his step momentarily, he could tell this boy, enough time had past…

“For the last twelve years I’ve been known as Outcast 1138, but what little I remember of my old life, people called by Ty Azzuro.”

“Remember?”

Ty looked at the sky. His mind began to flash back to the memories he had unearthed for the last twelve years, but it still felt like a rock thrown in a ocean. “When I arrived at Outcast Bay the doctors pronounced I had amnesia. All I remember before that is traveling with a group of smugglers aboard the Falcon, a great explosion, and sitting in a white cell, a man taking my weapon and asking me what my destiny is.”

Tsukasa involuntarily shivered, he didn’t remember anything after visiting a white cell…but a face, and his card…

The group rounded the outcropping and discovered the homing beacon. A memorial lay not but 30 feet away atop a slight hill that overlooked the entire ancient city. The walls of broken steel and twisted glass stretched for miles. But as the group stared at the distant landscape, Chappu’s body began to shake. He was staring at an object he’d not seen in what felt like a lifetime. Situated next to a pair of spheres, an old blitzball lay at the base of a beautiful light blue sword that still remained alive as the light reflected off its surface.

Chappu fell to his knees, still looking at his brother’s blitzball. “I know where we are…” he whispered, tears forming in his eyes as the group turned to look at the monument, “We are on Zanarkand…this is the Farplane Kingdom”

 

Nice chapter! I can't wait to see my character get into some action!

 

your story is very interesting, =]

keep it up =D

 

Thank you both, Chapter 14 will be coming up sometime friday

 

Chapter 14: Hoist the Blades

Chapter 14 Hoist the Blades

The eerie silence that surrounded the group ranged from sorrow to logical determination. Chappu had sat besides the memorial, seemingly battling his own feelings. He recalled fighting Sin…So much had happened…Wakka where are you?
Tsukasa stared wide eyed at the city of ruins, while Jack eyed the weapons that comprised the small memorial, particularly a broad katana. He reached to grab it as Axel intercepted it before he could.

“What you think you are doing??” Jack demanded turning to face Axel.

Axel merely flashed his green eyes and smiled, extracting a blue orb from the katana’s hilt. Everyone turned as Axel examined the orb between his fingers and found a small switch.

“This is it.” He activated the switch.

A soft music began to drift down on the group as pyreflies descended from the heavens, swirling around the memorial and each person. A hazy being began to grow from the mass pyreflies to form a jewel encrusted woman hovering above the memorial. The woman opened her eyes and motioned for the group to come closer. She smiled as she spoke.

“My name is Yu Yevon, heart of Zanarkand and the Farplane Kingdom. What business have you to awaken me?”

Mario stared calmly and began to retell the story of their escape, up until they received a beacon. Yu Yevon smiled at this and made a sweeping motion with her hands, each person’s weapon of choice began to levitate in the air.

“The Farplane Kingdom was once a galaxy of many worlds, not all in harmony, but together, they were unrivaled…until a great darkness flowed through the land until it consumed each world in turn, extinguishing the heart of each world…my heart. Please worthy travelers, I humbly ask that you unite and defeat the darkness and spare other galaxies the same fate.”

Each person retreated to their own thoughts, weighing the request thoroughly with the only object the war could never completely take, their hearts; and each said the same thing. Yu Yevon felt their response and began to softly cry as hope was beginning to be restored.

“May the teachings of Yevon bless you on this pilgrimage and may your hearts be true. Please, take up your weapons.”

Each person held their weapon unsure as to the next act. Slowly, each weapon began to show a faint blue glow and vibrate ever so softly, each members heart feeling a longing. Yu Yevon rolled her head backwards to look at the heavens and the group watched in amazement as a blue star began to brighten.

“Others of purest hearts will seek the calling, and will travel to the distant star, go my saviors.” Yu Yevon whispered and dissolved into nothingness.

“We have a war to end.” Mario declared as he turned and sprinted back to the Falcon, with the others close behind.

Axel turned and remained staring at the Zanarkand Ruins and the distant star, his keysphere slowly pulsating and suddenly he sensed something he’d been without for years. He sensed a purpose, a connection…a heart.

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The planet before the fleet was nothing short of dead space as the battered and weakened space fleet rendezvoused above the hulking space station Talon VI. The fleet would not be able to survive another twilight Space Pirate attack, the commander thought as she stole a glance at the ship board holo projection. Space Pirates were one thing, but Twilight and Heartless Space Pirates…a communiqué pinged across a mini screen.

Contact Bravo Leader

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She sighed and pushed the input into a communicator within her ship. Bravo Leader immediately appeared, seeming somewhat flustered and nervous. This peaked her interests.

“Go Bravo.”

“Commander, a new star as appear on our star charts 12.4 light-years away.”

“A star could just be a Decimator-Class starship exploding, you are wasting my –“

“We also received a secure communication from a distant realm…it’s from Mario.”

Samus spun around, unsure that she had heard Bravo correctly, “Repeat.”

“Samus, the star is being dubbed the New Declaration. Mario made contact earlier, check your logs, and your key beam.”

Samus glanced down at her right arm to find the phazon tip pulsating a light blue and her heart telling her to believe Bravo.

“Acknowledged old friend, Met Fleet en route. Ready for one more fight Fox?”

Fox McCloud smiled back across the screen. “Just like old times.”

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Sora’s footing faltered, his emotions no longer being held back, he was weeping. The invisible force pulled again, stronger making Kairi cry out in pain. She looked lost as Sora stared into her eyes “Naminè wouldn’t have let us die.” He let go.

The world fell away as the invisible force dragged Kairi deeper and deeper into the dark abyss, she was no longer clinging to Sora but her hands were latched together where his had been. Tears from the pain and heartbreak ran down Kairi’s face. Why? Why did Sora say that, it made no sense…WHAT IS GOING ON?? She screamed.

Instantly, the force released itself as the darkness began to dissolve around Kairi, by a blue glow coming from Kairi’s heart and a key charm she had strapped to her jacket. The key charm evolved before her eyes, forming Three Wishes. Kairi laced her fingers around the hilt as the keyblade gently led the way. It seemed to not take more than twenty minutes, but the keyblade had led her to a simple floating wooden door amongst the blank abyss. Kairi tried the handle, it remained locked, then she remembered what Sora had done to seal the Hearts of each World. She orchestrated a beam of light and heard a faint click, the door inched forward, white light streaming out.

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“GANON! She’s coming to!”

“No! She’s not supposed to awaken for the remaining five days!” Ganon rushed forward, checking readouts of Kairi’s magical coma. It would upset everything… “Give her another dose.”

Bowser turned facing Ganon a deep confusion etched into his leathery hide. “It could kill her and then where would we be?”

“Or she could simply go back to sleep until balance is returned.” Ganon answered, handing over an opaque potion.

As Bowser injected Kairi again, Ganon looked down and noticed a key charm was weakly glowing in Kairi’s hands. Good it has begun.

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Kairi reached forward to swing the door to freedom open, but slipped and lost her balance and began to float uncontrollably away from the door. She watched in anger as the door slammed shut, extinguishing all light. NAMINE!! NAMINE WHERE ARE YOU!? Kairi screamed inside her head, but no one answered.

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“Now you see, you created this villain, and you are the only person capable of destroying him.” Link announced his eyes coming to rest on Riku. “This is your destiny.”

Everything that he had just witnessed, made one thing even more clear, the King thought, Kingdom Hearts isn’t safe. He moved toward the sphere port and began to type.

Tron, I need you to sent a message to Minnie, Code Pause-Break
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I would your Highness, but it appears as though nothing can get out.

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What do you mean?

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A massive energy form as exploded across this kingdom and Kingdom Hearts from an unknown region. It also appears that a new star has appeared in this system.

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Mario looked around confused and brought up an overview of the kingdom. Everything appeared fine, except for a—

He jumped in alarm as Link and Riku both reached for their weapons and their heart. His own heart and keyblade slowly began to beat as one each keychain slowly pulsated and swung on each blade.

Bosku looked back at the map and then to the screen, and said aloud.
“The computer says that we have an incoming transmission and is also transferring it to Disney Castle. Playing….now.”

A figure materialized on the screen, Link and Bosku staring in amazement.

“Friends, I’ve been gone for too long, as many of you are aware, either you have felt a sensation in your own hearts, your keyblade has began to faintly glow, or you’ve discovered a new star. Let me assure you that you are not alone. I’m broadcasting en route to the star designated NEW DECLARATION from the Farplane Kingdom. There are many questions but one thing is still the same, fighting this fight. Please rendezvous at New Declaration. God speed.”

Riku looked long and hard at Link before he returned the stare. Riku suddenly smiled, cracking his protective shield. “What are we waiting for?”

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The sand was harsh, unrevealing. There was no breeze, just a constant pressure. What is he playing at…a ship sat tied up to a rocking dock a few hundred feet away. She moved forward, testing each step as if it was her first. The ship grew until she stood directly beneath the bow. If this is what it takes to get back…she thinks as she boards the dilapidated sailing caravan and watches as a non-existent crew steer her out to sea.

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Who knew that the day the pipsqueak saves the universe is the day that everyone decides that Collessium matches are worth the thrill, the excitement anymore, Hades thought as he paced his anti-chamber. I know, we through five has beens one an island and the last one to survive gets to be my personal slave? As Hades continued to pace, a realm of darkness portal grew against the far wall. Two fireballs launched themselves in the portals direction, causing the intruder to block the shots.

“Who in Zeus name comes into my crib and rocks the baby eh? You got some cajones bub, but let’s be honest, you don’t have a chance against the lord of the Underworld.”

“Is that so? Did you forget who got you that position in the first place?” Jones demanded, stepping away from a charred pillar.

“Hey Jonesy, long time. Listen about that debt a few years ago: I was planning on trading a few kids for my freedom and boom, we forget the old and accept the new eh, what do ya say?” Hades haggled, returning to his stone throne.

Jones began to laugh deep in his throat, unnerving Hades. “Don’t you remember? I have no heart. I want him.”

Hades stared at his finger tips uncaring. “Him who?”

“Sparrow!!” Jones bellows, anger rising as he stalks back and forth.

“Yea little problem. Kid gets sent down to the Locker all high and mighty, then next thing I know some gang travels voluntarily into the Locker and frees the cap. He ain’t here.”

Jones’ eyes narrowed with all the fury in the world as they cut through Hades soul. “You let him escape, Then you leave me no choice, I’ll take the guardian.” It was now Hades turn to stare menacingly, his hair turning from blue to flaming red.

“So he can bring the Hero of Zero down here to kick me out, no way buddy boy. I’ll be revoking the warm invitation and go right to say get the hell out of hell.”

More realms opened up around Jones who continued to laugh, “Gents you all remember Hades? Kill him.”

Twilight samuri, heartless soldiers and crew members rushed Hades, dragging him to another dimension. Jones smiled as he stared into the vast Locker Hades had constructed as the River of the Departed. He saw people’s faces floating past until a particular figure was found. Jones reached down and lifted the weak being to the ground. He stood over him, relighting his cob pipe.

“Hello, Gaurdian.”

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Nex had remained at Dest’s side, watching as the effects of Axel’s key began to destabilize Dest to the point where portions of his being were empty voids. Five days remained….he shook his head with frustration. Destiny would be altered, his accomplishments would be mere memories. He needed the boy. Nex shut his eyes to try and reduce his own thoughts until a movement ripped his eyelids open. He stared in amazement as a flickering blue glow radiated from Dest’s keyblade. Nex smiled.

Destiny was repeating itself…now to get it right without fail…

 

seems like I missed a lot. It's good. Now, if I may make a sugestion, if your going to add Davy Jones it would be kind of cool if you added Calipso in there. Would weaken Jones and add a nice little quirk. Just saying though...

 

well sora fights for his love Kairi, why not have Jones fight for his love as well? This was something i considered when deciding to add Jones. I've still got some surprises up my sleeves though thanks for the comment

 

Chapter 15: Deja Vu

Chapter 15 Deja Vu

Sora lay prone atop the dilapidated dock, tears streaming down his cheeks, each stinging as the salt met his lacerated face. Roxas….Roxas please, I need you now more than anything please, help me…only a minute gust of wind responded to Sora’s plea. Sora lifted himself up, blood running down his face and ruined left forearm. His eyes seemed distant, uncaring, as if nothing in this world had any meaning anymore. He looked down between the timber slats at the swirling blackness that consumed his entire view. Sora closed his eyes, and leapt.

There was no wind buffeting him as he descended, no more tears, just an odd calm as he sped along the bottom of the island towards his death. Suddenly, a hand materialized and reached forward, the strong fist catching sora’s collar and swinging him back up onto the isolated island. Sora coughed hard, rubbing his throat where his shirt had left a long imprint around his throat. He looked up between fits of coughing at an armored figure kneeling before a very large and misshapen keyblade. His shielded head continued to stare at Sora.

“Why—why did you do that?!” Sora hoarsely yelled.

“Because you can not die in this realm.”

“How do you know that?! I want to find out!!”

“Because,’ the figure said, lowering his head,’ I’ve been trying to die for a ten years.”

Sora stopped rubbing his throat and looked at the figure. He was dressed in a metallic body armor that wrapped around his whole body and head, his helmet adorned with two protruding spikes. “Who are you?”

The figure returned to looking at Sora, and exhaled removing his helmet. Sora’s heart stopped. Staring at him was a person he thought couldn’t exist…he was only a rumor.

“I am the key guardian Terra. This is l‘isola di eterna sogni, the island of eternal dreams.”

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The newborn star gleamed intensely as it breathed a new hope into a war ravaged universe. It rotated slowly, revealing several brown landmasses surrounded by expansive clear blue oceans. Riku shielded his eyes as he piloted the gummi ship around the star and into the light of a sun and toward a gathering of vessels converging around two enormous ships.

The King returned to the co-pilots chair from sending a transmission, a look of grave severity etched into his face. “I’ve temporarily put Kingdom Hearts under martial law and opened up a section of the border near Disney Castle, but I’m still worried.”

“We only need an opening so all the choosen wielders can arrive.” Bosku stated reassuringly, but it only seemed to cause the King more stress. “Once everyone is through, you just close it up and piece of cake.”

“I’m more worried about who may come through.”

Riku turned, his mind racing talking aloud as he continued to pilot,

“Maleficent won’t come to another Kingdom nor will any of her allies attack the Castle when they could be attacked by a new enemy, and even if they did, I’m sure Donald and Goofy can handle it for a little while.”

Mickey met Riku’s gaze. “I meant Sora and Kairi.”

An emptiness creeped through Riku. With all that had gone on, he hadn’t thought about his friends much, but they wouldn’t come just to find him…he stopped, realizing.

“The Kingdom Key” Mickey nodded.

“If we felt the calling, why wouldn’t the keyblade master be on his way to be in a keyblade war?” he stated half-heartedly.

“But if he is your Highness, then we have another strong keyblade wielder and be that much stronger when we fight Dest…” A weight fell in Riku’s stomach and he fell silent. Destiny stated that he could be the only one to vanquish Dest and if Sora went off on his own like he always did and found Dest…Riku shivered.

Bosku broke the silence as a message began to flash on a navigation panel. “We are being hailed.” A voice began to play through the ship.

“Unknown vessel, please supply ship ID.”

Mickey leaned forward and turned on the microphone.

“My name is King Mickey of Kingdom Hearts and this is Fantasmic. My crew are Sir Bosku and Link from Hyrule, myself and Riku from our Kingdom.”

“Acknowledged, Please hold orbit.”

The silence began to slowly tick away as the seconds turned to minutes, the crew becoming nervous, but remained cautious when a new speaker addressed them.

“Fantasmic, please repeat who is traveling from Hyrule.” The king hesitantly responded, the voice instantly becoming less hostile.

“Hello Link old friend, Samus and I thought you kicked it ages ago…looks like I lost the bet.”

“Hello Fox.”

“It is you! Well friends, I’m sending docking clearance to you now to land on Arwing Memory, welcome to New Declaration.” Fox laughed as the Fantasmic crew relaxed, their allies were growing.

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The giant docking bay was alive with activity as loading bays and refueling shuttles jockied between fleets of parked war fighters to greet the mass of incoming ships. Standing at Fantasmic’s boarding ramp stood Fox McCloud and a holo projection of Samus Aran. Fox was wearing a Mushroom Space Fleet uniform casually unbuttoned and a headset covering a majority of the right side of his face while the blue hologram of Samus stood clad in a large pressurized armor suit.

“Welcome aboard the secondary flagship of the Mushroom Space Fleet, Leader of Fox Squad: The Arwing Memory.” Fox proclaimed, gesturing around the ship and greeting each person, but saluted Link.

“Honorary Gaurdsmen, General McCloud and General Aran at your service.”

Link chuckled, “You always did have a flair for the dramatic.”

“Comes with the territory.” Fox looked at the King and Riku, “Allow me to introduce General Samus Aran, leader of the Met Fleet who is projecting from aboard her flagship, the Prime Fusion. Now then, we have some people who are dying to meet you all.”

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It was a reunion for the ages inside the large conference room.
Fox had led Link to a section of the table where Luigi, Agent Leon Kennedy and Toad were discussing old memories while Mickey introduced Riku to a group that had just arrived.


“Riku, I’d like you to meet Leon and Tifa. Cid is still shutting down their shuttle. These are friends of Sora.”

Leon and Tiffa both warmly greeted Riku, Leon smiled. “We’ve heard a lot about you—“A gangly duo broke between the group, one leaping to catch a blue and white ball.

“Finally some excitement, that flight was too long.”

“Oh come on kid, throw it to where I can catch it ya?”

“You wouldn’t be much of a defensemen if the other team threw it at you.” The taller one laughed as he shot the ball towards the other and was annoyed when Riku leapt into the air and swiped it instead.

“Hey man, you’re no seeker ya know?”

“No, but you still can’t get the ball past me can you Wakka?”

Wakka squinted his eyes as Tidus creened his neck to see. “Riku!” both cheered as they tackled him to the ground. He laughed as he pulled himself out from under Wakka. Tidus shook his head, “Your reflexes must be way slow, you’ve not been practicing in two years it looks like.”

The group headed off to tour the ship and caught up on two years worth of a life Riku had missed. After an hour, they stopped at a mess hall to get a quick bite. “So how did you both get here from Destiny Island?” Riku asked, taking a large bite out of his sandwich

“We hitched a ride on the Highwind after we both woke up to find a strong desire to see his world. Leon and Tiffa did too, and here we are.” Wakka stated, swigging a large green drink.

“Besides,” Tidus stated munching on a bowl of rice, “You, Kairi and Sora left without us. AGAIN.” He announced with a laugh until he looked up to see Riku had stopped chewing, a look of pain across his face.

“Wo, hey man, you ok?” Wakka asked, poking Riku in the shoulder.

Besides, you Kairi and Sora left without us…left without us…Kairi…Sora…

Riku stood up, knocking his tray of food to the ground and raced back to the conference room, his mind racing as fast as he ran. If Kairi and Sora were not on Destiny Island, then how long had they been gone? Not the week he had been, maybe they were still coming, maybe Donald and Goofy stopped them at the border turning them back…maybe—

Riku turned the corner and collided with a small group departing a ship and fell to the ground on top of a young girl.

“Hey Jerk! Get off of me!! Watch where you are going next time Allright?” She angrily dusted off her pants of any accumulated dust.

Riku came out of his day dream and turned to look at the girl. “Kairi?”

She shook her head. “Nope, sorry to disappoint the names Rebecca—“She watched as Riku turned down a side hatch and was gone. “McMann…”

Men, She muttered under her breath.

“Is he still out?” Ash nodded his head, pushing the medical hover sled with Sora strapped down ahead. “That kid almost overturned him, let’s go.”

Ash and Rebecca lead Sora through the twisting corridors while Mario, Jack, Chappu, Ty and Tsukasa made their way to the conference room. Axel stood at the crossroads, and followed Riku.

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“It got pretty messy after the destruction of Persia. Our space fleets were the only ones who were able to put up much of a fight, at least, until the immigrants started to leave…” Fox soberly drank a shot of ale in memory.

“Here, Here. I was able to track down a possible triangulation of where the Armada and Destiny’s Militia jumped from, but I was forced off of Kanto when the Jonto Stock Market crashed and Team Rocket held a coup. We’ve only been able to get patchy information at best, but we think two of there members are on the run.” Kennedy added quietly as he scratched a growing goatee.

“What about you Link?” Toad asked standing up on his chair so as to see the others. Link took a long drink from his honey ale.

“You all know what happened on Persia. Goldy stabbed the princess, we were flooded with troops. Mario and I fought a few good ones off, but he ended up being captured, and I, well…” he took another long drink. “Epona was hidden just inside a side canyon and we were able to get away to Persia’s Gateway, when the explosion went off. I made it through, but Epona…” Tears glistened in his eyes as he swallowed the rest of the ale. He looked around and his eyes fell on the King talking happily with a group of new comers.

“I knew that it would only be a matter of time before our Kingdom fell, so I crossed the border and landed on an island covered world where I met the King, who with the help of the boy and his friends, destroyed Organization XIII.”

“Organization XIII?” Leon asked.

“The Destined leader was apparently going to invade our kingdom and kingdom hearts together, but they defeated his satellite group. Think of it as another Team Rocket…another Meta Knights.”

“I don’t believe it.” Luigi stammered, lasagna falling off his suspended fork. The table turned and watched as Mario and a group of misfits entered.

“MARRRRIOOO” The brothers rushed forward and embraced each other, as brothers long parted. “we were told that you were killed on Persia, but you are a live!”

Mario warmly smiled at his brother and his smile grew bigger as he was soon consumed by Kennedy and Toad. Link walked forward an odd twinkle in his eye. Mario looked up at him and raised his own eyebrow.

“Speaking of someone who’s back from the dead, how are you miei amiche? Come, let’s drink to our lives. Hopefully Ash will join us soon, he’s tending to our savior.” Mario steered the group back over to the table.

Mickey smiled, it was the same feeling all over again. He felt this way when Sora and Riku returned to Destiny Island, the happiness of three friends who shared a common destiny…He sighed and looked around the room…and stared gap mouthed as Jack Sparrow and a teenage boy entered the room.

“Ah, I love reunions, drinks all around eh?” The boy merely shook his head and sat at a table and began to play a card game, the King moved closer.

“Hi there, my name is King Mickey, are you friends with Mr. Sparrow?”

From across the room Jack spun around on his heels and yelled, “CAPTAIN Sparrow if you please” and proceeded to down a bottle of rum.

“My name is Tsukasa, he rescued me.” He said, pointing at the swaying pirate.

Mickey stared in complete shock. Apparently the good captain has a heart after all he chuckled to himself and absent-mindedly watched Tsukasa flip over a single card, and the king froze. “What’s wrong your majesty?”

Mickey’s bottom lip began to quiver as the card began to burn itself into his mind. He knew that card.

“Tsukasa…where did you get that card…”

Tsukasa stared at the card and shrugged, “I don’t know where it came from but I found it in a white prison, it’s all I remember besides a hooded man.”

Mickey sank into a chair fear in his eyes, the more he looked at the boy the more he saw the short cropped blonde hair and blonde goatee. My god…they all had somebodies…

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The medical center was a vast and busy triage and the sheer efficiency amazed Rebecca. Ash and her were inside of a small glass vestibule watching the doctors and nurses tend to Sora. If felt so different now, he’d help free everyone, give them all hope and in the face of adversary risked his own life to save theirs… “Bro.” She whispered.

Ash pulled himself out of a day dream and swung his head to look at Rebecca. “What did you say?”

Rebecca looked at Sora as a doctor set his left arm, she seemed to be struggling to figure out the right words to say.

“He reminds me of my Bro.” Tears began to drip silently down her slender face.

Ash walked forward, and rested his hand on her shoulder.
“I don’t even know why I’m here.”

“Sora helped us escape—“

“No, I’ve tried to figure it out for weeks. The wiring must have been miss wired, that could have caused the short that over loaded the system, if I can recaliberate—“

“Rebecca.” Ash shook her slightly, “What are you talking about?”

Rebecca looked into his face, and gave a weak smile. “I’m not from the Mushroom Kingdom. I’m from Ultima City, it’s an alternate universe. I accidentally ended up here on a world and was imprisoned for trying to rewire a transport of the Destined to get me back…I don’t know anyone here except you guys, I just want to get home and tell my dad and brother I’m all right.”

Ash remained standing next to Rebecca, and was unsure what to see, he remained silent for a few moments. “I was a member of the Mew Intell on Kanto, it’s a planet not far from Yoshi’s Island. After the Destined declared war, my world was overrun by a group of Destined co-conspirators who called themselves Team Rocket. Leon and I were fighting a group of Grunts who were ambushing a cargo transport bound for a safe haven. A Destined member named Giovanni started to battle me and my pokemon in a wager for the planet. He broke the code.” Ash quietly stopped.

Rebecca looked up into his troubled face and smiled warmly. He nodded and continued.

“we were fighting one on one, my partner was just about to finish off his Ryhdon, when he brought his pet Persian into the fight, in one quick attack it was over. The world was lost to Giovanni, and when I ran to save him, the Persian…killed Pikachu…I was dragged away and thrown into that god forsaken prison.”

The mood was humble, but as Ash closed his eyes he was surprised when Rebecca rushed over and gave him a long embrace.
“We each have our own pilgrimage to make. It’s not how we reject reality, but how we allow it to encompass us, put ourselves at peace.”

Ash returned Rebecca’s embrace as the two looked down on the operation.

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Riku ran through the twisting and winding passages as more and more ships began to dock with the Arwing Memory. One of them could be Sora and Kairi he thought as he ran past face after face. He rushed past a corridor but stopped as an object came rolling towards him from beneath a war fighter. Riku stared at the small blue marble as it rolled lazily toward him. He had taken that marble away from Roxas on Twilight Town, but how did it get—

“Didn’t think we’d be meeting up again Riku” a voice announced from beside the fighter, freezing Riku’s soul. He slowly turned and lifted his keyblade. Axel moved unencumbered and stopped to lean easily against a supply crate, his arms crossed in front of him.

“You.”

“Me.”

“What are you doing here? Sora watched you die.”

Axel waved the comment off as if it was a mere fly. “You think I’d be killed that easily? It was a handful of dusks, a piece of cake. No I never died, I was reborn.”

Riku continued to stare at Axel, still disbelieving his own eyes. “You can’t be reborn, you have—“

“What no heart? What about Sora? He gave his heart for Kairi, you gave your heart to darkness and look how you’ve turned out. No, those other idiots all clung to the propaganda of collecting hearts to get their own hearts back. I realized the only way to truly get your own heart back is to cling to a believe that there is something worth living for that is unmeasurable: Friendship.”

“Roxas.”

“Roxas. I clung to the hope and belief that with every ounce of my being that I would fight for what truly mattered, not what others believed to be right. So you see I’m no more dead than you are. You’d be best to memorize that.” Axel finished and turned to walk away, until he felt Riku keeping the keyblade trained on his back.

“Where is she.”

Axel paused, curious “who?”

“You hid her from me and Sora before, where’s Kairi?”

Axel’s mind began to run multiple scenarios and instantly he understood. “So he outcast himself to save her…interesting.”

“What are you talking about??”

Axel stared at Riku unafraid and emotionless. “Kairi isn’t my ticket this time, Sora…he’s…No. You’ve got to find him to finally understand.” He finished, choosing his words carefully and turned and walked away, leaving a frustrated and confused Riku alone in the empty corridor....

Happy Turkey Day Folks

 

Well, I hope this doesn't make you take a shorter time, but I'm slowly but surely getting sucked into the black whole that is this fanfiction. Wow. I never say that. Not even to my best friend. You'd be best to memorize that!

 

im beginning to like make character more ande more,god destined your the best

 

WOW! that's a really good Story, keep writing more

 

Reading Critique...

Okay, I'm liking how the story's shaping up, but I'm starting to feel a little of my critic side nagging me about this...

Why are there triple-sized line breaks between some of the paragraphs? It kinda makes it look slightly uneven for some odd reason.

Second, the character's interactions are good, but some of the name spellings could use a bit of...proofing. Tifa only has one "f", Rebecca's last name is "McMann" not "McCann" (Gawd, that's always been a pet peeve of mine) and...well, that's pretty much all I've caught so far.

Thirdly, when someone else is talking and you start with a new quotation, it should start on a new line.

And finally, I think it looks a bit more visually appealing to the reader if you double-space between paragraphs. Blocking too many lines together makes it...well...disorganized.

Okay, I'm done critiquing/griping for today. Kinda like my character's fiery reaction. Slightly unexpected, but seemingly natural. Keep at it!

 

Thanks for the critique, sometimes i like these better than the generic posts. One of the problems i'm finding with the spacing is switching from Word to the text box changes a lot so i don't always catch everything namely some section breaks appear and some do not i.e. third lines.

I've always heard that Tifa was spelled Tiffa, so noted, and my bad on the McMann blunder.

Sometimes I don't start another line just because i realize how large the chapter would be, but i will be regulating that from hence forth.

Thanks again!

 

question

destined sir i have a question about what king mikey said "...they were all somebodies..."i mean is the army of sora nobodies or is some of then? (note:dont get mad about this question,its because i wanna know more about the kings reaction when Tsukasa put that card on the table

 

i was wondering who was going to pick up on this, it's a reference to a line from KH2 to the conditions that nobodies are created from somebody. The King basically had a revelation about that and had not yet put all the pieces together about the relationship. I don't really want to say much more than that because A) i never really meant to put that line B) it sparked an idea for a possible spin off or seperate story, but more will be explained later. No new chapters coming for awhile just because i've got a massive load of school crap to do, but i promise i'm not abandoning this thread, just taking a week to two week break for finals.

Enjoy all

 

well all, i've got part of the next chapter ready, but i'm going to wait to post everything, but if you have a burning need to read something, check out the original works of mine i've uploaded. Thanks for the patience and the war is coming...

 

Chapter 16: The Lost Ones

After many email requests, and 5 finals and two papers, I was finally able to sit down, at bust out this next chapter hope you all enjoy and I enjoy feedback!!

Chapter 16 The Lost Ones

Images and words slowly crawled along but there was no emotional connection. Kairi felt numb, discarded as if nothing in the world had feeling. Naminè, I'm not giving up on him, I care too much for Sora to throw everything away…he's coming to save me—

Kairi gasped, her hands falling to her heart, she could not feel any warmth in her heart for Sora, the connection had vanished. She broke down in violent sobs and grasped for rocks to hurl at an unnamed death, rocks flying every which way.

"NO!! NO!!! I won't let go! He's not dead he's coming back! He'll come!!" Kairi screamed falling defeated onto the hard unwelcoming beach.

"Princess…" Kairi sat rigid, her eyes still clouded and hot from tears.

"Princess…" an unfamiliar voice whispered from within the grove of palm trees. Kairi struggled to her feet and searched her surroundings for any hint of a weapon.

"Who are you what do you want?!"

A palm branch gingerly parted as a figure dressed in a sky blue armor stepped out slowly walking towards Kairi.

"Princess, we meet again after all these years." The voice announced, stopping outside of Kairi's range.

"Did you trap me here??"

The armor soldier turned away slightly and gazed up at the empty gray sky, the shoulders noticeable falling.

"We never wanted this to happen to you Princess. We wanted you to live in a warless universe, but we—I couldn't give you that."


Kairi lowered the handful of rocks skeptically, something about this mystery soldiers voice rang familiar deep inside Kairi's memory. Naminè…who is this person? What she received was only silence,causing herto shake her head in futility.

"We, you keep saying we, are you one of the kidnappers or another Organization member? Sora defeated all of you before, he—"Kairi choked on her words as the image of Sora plummeting into the abyss flashed in her mind.

The figure tilted the blue helmet causing it to reflect a ray of light near Kairi's feet. "The boy…you care for him?"

Words could not explain the emotions and memories that were flashing like midsummer firework displays in her mind. Riku, Sora and her playing around their Island, the image of her handing the Oathkeeper to Sora beneath Traverse Town and forcing Sora to promise to return in and the satisfaction and sheer happiness when Sora walked out of the ocean and returned it to her on Destiny Island only days ago floated in her minds eye.

"More than anything."

"Then abandon him." The figure quietly said.

Kairi felt lightheaded and shook with anger and nerves, "Why…how could you even say that?!"

"Because if you don't, then we will lose the last Princess." The figure answered.

A sudden heart-wrenching revelation clicked, causing her blood to freeze as her mouth hung slightly ajar. "What—what did you do to the other six Princess's of Heart??"

The figure laughed to itself.

"The Princess's of Heart? No, they do not entirely concern me, you are only a Princess of Heart because we needed to hide you from him. You never were a true Princess of Heart, but you are the last heir to the Bloodline of Fate."

"I—I don't believe you…"

"And you have no right to, but please; let me show you. We owe you an explanation after all these years."

Kairi stared at the figure, nothing was making sense. Bloodline of Fate, is this person friend or foe, Kairi let out an angry growl. "No! I want to wake up, I want to go home, this is all a DREAM!!!!"

The figure stood silent and hesitantly turned away from Kairi and began to walk into the palm tree forest. "The boy is alive."

The world slowly began to twirl around her as Kairi turned white and felt like a pane of glass had shattered her subconscious, she didn't care if this figure was her kidnapper, she rushed after the soldier and into the dense jungle.

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The ship flew with little effort as it sailed among the stars and worlds through the milky blackness of space. The skeleton of a crew went about their business, as the girl stood near the railing, her tattered dress silently flowing with the movement and calm rock of the ship itself.

As she watched each new world fade into the distance, the wooden deck beneath her creaked as Jones arrives aboard the ship, carrying another man dressed in a flowing red cloak. More of the crew has also returned, proud of their recent victory, Jones begins to dish out orders and each follow them to a T, she noticed, loyalty like this is a rarity, but they refused to hold her focus as her eyes wandered to the new shipmate. She made her way over to the weak man, noticing he was struggling to rest against the ship’s side railing, lifting his head to help prop him vertical and to help him drink from an oversized water pitcher.

"Remember our deal young one." Jones stated as he took the helm, slightly adjusting the ships course.

"I save your heart, you save mine, I won't forget." She reached into her pocket and withdrew a small key charm dangling in her hands. You are almost home, now I know how you felt when you were searching for me…

Jones turned back to the weak man and smiled. "You keep this lass safe guardian, and I will honor your soul."

The man opened his one good eye slightly as and watched as another world soared by. "This isn't my story." Auron weakly stated.

Jones released a laugh that shook the deck as he turned the helm, leading the Flying Dutchman further into the ink of space.

"Exactly right, it's his."

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The silence ebbed on as Sora and Terra remained staring at each other, pain beginning to seep into Sora's face. He looked around trying to make sense of what Terra had just told him.

"What do you mean island of eternal dreams? I'm not dreaming this is real!"

Terra looked straight at Sora, never wavering in strength, "The island is not what you think it is, it was a world created by a sorcerer ages ago for those who were lost between the realm of light and the realm of darkness. I admit to not knowing how you came to be here, but I am cursed to remain here for all eternity."

Sora looked down at his mangled arm and when he looked lifted his head, a cold fire burned in his eyes. "The Warden did this to me…I can hear voices in my subconscious, nothing is making any SENSE!" he roars, rushing at Terra, colliding with his armor.

Stars dance in front of Sora as his arm and stomach scream in pain, Terra steps backwards, unsure how to proceed.

"I've heard rumors from others who have been lost in this realm of a man known as warden and a evil being known as Sin, are they the same creature?"

"No," Sora stated, holding his hand against his side to stop the throbbing pain, "the warden was a cloaked man with a keyblade that curved and tapered in the middle like this:" he finishes, using his good right hand to draw an outline in the soft sand.

Terra seized, and falls to his feet to get a better glimpse of the drawing. It can't be him! He wasn't left alive, that blade was destroyed by…my god, Nex.

"What's wrong??" Sora stammers as Terra stands and begins to swing his keyblade at a nearby palm tree, a vicious howl broke through the surroundings.

"That—that keyblade was crafted by a gifted blade maker that prophesized that the wielder would walk between both worlds, casting death and despair to whomever crossed him. We Key Guardians were sworn to stopping this blade from ever falling into the wrong hands, we failed on a world called Distant Horizons, where a magician summoned an entity unlike anything we had ever encountered: a human with the gift of both darkness and light."

"Who was the magician?" Sora quiety asked.

Terra could clearly see the outline of the flowing black cape, the hairless head and golden-red eyes. "Master Nex."

Sora stared in wide eyed fascination, he had never heard of such a person and wondered to himself if he could take him in a duel…not now he thought as his bleeding stump pulsated with pain.

"What happened?"

"The other guardians and myself fought, until the youngest was cast aside by Master Nex, dead. We realized that he was beyond our skills but we were sworn to an oath. Aqua and I continued to fight Master Nex and the entity but we were both struck by a spell the likes neither of us had seen, the spell froze me in time, and trapping me and the others here I'm not sure as to the others, but it backfired on Master Nex; trapping us and created a heart shaped moon."

"Kingdom Hearts…"

Terra swung his head back toward Sora, "You know of this moon?!" he stammered.

Sora walked in a slow circle as he tried to remember the events at The World That Never Was. "I rescued my friends at a shrine below the heart…we—we destroyed it."

A long silence swept between the two wielders, anguish and sadness bled from Terra’s body language and eyes.

"Please, tell me everything.”

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The jungle was dense with foliage and dead palm trees littered the small dirt path as Kairi tried as best she could to keep the soldier just a few feet ahead. Kairi pushed a low hanging branch out of her way and stumbled into the soldiers back.

"Whey did you stop?" Kairi asked picking herself off the ground.

The soldier remained staring forwards at what Kairi realized that they were standing in a open field beneath a rocky cliff, and straight ahead was a marble archway leading into the cliff.

"We owe you an apology, and this is the only way that we can do that." The soldier stated, pointing a silver keyblade towards the archway. Kairi stepped forward, but soon stopped as she turned to see the soldier beginning to return back through the path.

"You aren't coming with me?"

The soldier turned, "No your Highness, this was a mistake we made long ago, and I can not enter past the archway, only you can. The sorcerer made it that way." A note of sadness creeped into the voice.

"Wait, sorcerer?? You never said anything about a sorcerer??" Kairi stammered, undecided whether to continue.

"He has protected you all these years, he wants to not see any harm befall you and now could risk an entire Kingdom for you. Tell him—I finally understand…and I’m sorry." The soldier took one last look toward Kairi, and vanished into the palm trees as quietly as she had arrived.

Kairi remained alone in the clearing, torn between whether to continue or turn away and run for it. Her heart was telling her to trust this soldier, though it did not know why, but another reason urged her forward: Sora.

Kairi stepped toward the archway, seeing odd hyroglyphs etched into the marble tiling. She stepped closer and placed her hand on a outline of a key and gasped, as a blue shimmering veil lifted up, revealing a stone cut staircase leading up through the cliff.

Kairi took a deep breath, and crossed the threshold and walked into the darkness.

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A single palm leaf fluttered down to the ground in the long moments after Sora had finished the tale of Xehanort and Organization XIII. Terra had been silent throughout the story, it unnerved Sora because Terra betrayed no emotion but seemed to be staring into Sora's soul everytime Sora had begun to talk.. The moments continued on, until Sora inadvertently coughed. Terra swung to look towards Sora, then relaxed.

"So, Xehanort tried to take over Kingdom Hearts twice, and both times you defeated his attempts."

"I know this is all connected somehow, but nothing is making any sense."
Terra stood up and faced away from Sora, as if trying to phrase a question that he should be asking.

"What is it?" Sora asked.

"I—I must ask you, the girl you tried to save, was her name….Kairi?"

Sora stepped backwards as if another keyblade had sliced into his heart, "How—How—"

"You must follow me."

Terra turned and began to run through the thick undergrowth batting away with his keyblade, causing hunks of bark and torn leaves to fall upon Sora as he rushed to keep up. The pursuit seemed to last ages as Sora tried desperately to keep Terra within his sight, until very slowly Terra came to a halt at a stairwell in the ground.

"Go." He said, pointing down the dark stairwell.

"Wait, why?? What's this got to do with Kairi??"

Terra let out an annoyed sigh and threw Sora down the staircase where he fell hard against a heavy stone door. Scratching his bruised head, he watched Terra walk down the stairs and threw death shards with his eyes.

"The Princess is in danger, I now know why we have found each other. You look just like him." Terra stated as he pushed through a large metallic door.

"Look like who?" Sora questioned as he slowly followed Terra into the small chamber and gasped.

The room was not in itself very original. A low hanging earthy ceiling that allowed no light except for a single candle flickering near the far side wall, but other than that the room seemed bland…until Terra added a small amount of oil to the wick, causing the chamber to become brighter as the candle cast the shadows out of the memorial.

"We buried him here after we were locked away on this planet. He lost his life due to extreme hypothermia but before he died, he mentioned that his Heir would come, and take his place and reunite the battered worlds."

"Blood? Are you for real? What are you talking about this isn't making any sense. Who's grave is that?" Sora asked pointing, causing Terra to bow his head in honor.

"That is the grave of our fallen key guardian, your brother, Ven."

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The medical equipment pulsated through the small meditation chamber, each chime slowly becoming louder and louder as Nex stood where he had since he learned the painful truth. Everything is slipping away.
How had his carefully laid plan gone so wrong, so fast?

All the pieces seemed to be falling as he realized that nothing had gone at all to plan. He had sacrificed his greatest ally to conquer the Farplane Kingdom, only to have a summoner destroy Sin ten years later. He himself had been forced to taking the necessary actions in the Ancient Kingdom of long ago, by turning the universe to non recognizable asteroids with the Deliverance. Most of his organization members were all slaughtered by a group of three kids, KIDS, but there was a ray of hope in the massacre, he thought as he stared down at Dest, who continued to very slowly, vanish. And now two of his followers, have gone rouge, he wasn’t sure if they were even alive or against him. Yu Yevon had forced his hand on Zanarkand again with her leading the group of patriots against him and now another follower and the beast are threating a coup.

Everything was crashing around him.

He remained in a trance like state, his heartbeat seeming to match that of the monitors around Dest, his eyes occasionally flitting down to watch the key charm faintly pulse. It seemed that no matter how hard he would try, his enemies would continue to grow, tilting the playing field and his destiny away from him.

Not anymore.

Nex’s eyes remained clouded, but a small smile began to chip away at his time worn face as the gears began to spin in his head.

It is time to finish this.

He turned and exited the small room, and made his way through twisting dark passages until he finally entered the Chamber of Destiny, and rose to stand upon the center stone pillar, his stage. A blue glow receded down through the ceilings open ceiling and made Nex’s smile grow larger and more menacing. He closed his eyes, drawing in on himself for the source of his power.

“For those who understand their calling to right the axis of power and to combat your nemesis, I call upon you across the kingdoms of all to heed my voice, and to come forward, to join me and together we shall take back that which is rightly ours, our destiny.” His voice bellowed across the fabric of space, trying to reach all that would listen.

The final words echoed across the chamber and seemed to continue and grow louder and grow in strength, but it wasn’t Nex’s voice. Slowly, shadows began to creep forward chanting his words. Nex opened his eyes as destiny finished echoing and stared at the number of beings standing in front of him now and smiled. More had come than he had hoped for.

“Brothers and Sister, It pleases me to know that come from so far to help me battle those who would laugh at mine, and your destiny. But I say this, we will be the ones laughing at them, we shall be smiled upon by fate, we are destined.”

The room exploded with cheers and accepting, and Nex stepped down from the stage. “Come my family, we have a destiny to fulfill.”

 

Wow. I can't believe I never noticed this until now.

The stuff Destiny's Force pointed out was also really bothering me too, I'm glad you've at least attempted to fix it.

But jeez, this is very...out of the ordinary. I love it. Can't wait for chapter 17.
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