The Sacrificed

Friends, I thought that it would be a week or two before I would start this, but I sat down at the keyboard tonight, and my fingers wouldn't stop. So for those of you reading thus far I have this little bit of information to supply.

First of all, the following worlds, characters and affiliations with Square, Nintendo, LucasArts are their own, I am only using their likenesses for pleasure and not for money. Other original characters from Destined of Sacrificed are my own with information supplied to me by members of this site and I have their permission of use.

Secondly, I strongly advice those who have not yet, to click on and read

The Destined:



It is the first part of the Trilogy and will make the following make so much for sense.

Enjoy, and remember, that CnC is always appreciated.

And without further to do, I present:



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Prologue
~25 Years Ago~

The laboratory exploded as a shrill scream escaped as a nurse ran from the room, a large hole turning crimson on her stomach. The power began to fluctuate then completely extinguished, shrouding the wing in darkness, but unable to cover up the smell of scorched flesh.

From inside the laboratory, a being began to moan, its eyes struggling to open and adjust to the darkness. Something wasn’t right. His eyes were open, yet he couldn’t what was in front of him, he could see…everything. The layer of dust beginning to settle on the microscopes, the hum of the machinery…even the air that was blowing lazily from the air duct. The room was alive.

The being struggle to rise, its hands running crazily across a row of oddly shaped instruments, he knew each; but now they seemed foreign. He felt…something above, breathing. He froze. From upon the operating table, the experiment…was breathing.

It had worked.

Slowly, he stood, seeing the experiment breathing slowly, as one would in a deep sleep. He had done it. He gazed down and watched all of the organs and muscles move in sync, nothing out of place. He reached down and stared in shock as the stesascope gently levitated in the air and landed softly in his hands.

A tingle passed down his spine, the experiment had done more than he could believe. Excited, he began to pass the stesascope across the experiments chest, trying to find the heart. Very slowly he pulled the instrument from his ear and smiled.

No heartbeat. Yet the being was alive.

“Doctor, you called for me?” A young intern asked hesitantly.

The doctor didn’t move his head, but his eyes seemed to rotate, feeling his apprentice enter the lab. “Yes my young apprentice, please come in. I’ve made a break through.”

“What is it Doctor?”

“I’ve created a new being, not one of life, but of hatred.”

“What?!” the apprentice gasped, taking a step backwards.

“This…being. Is all the evil in my soul, one that shall life, without a heart.”

The apprentice stared in fear, seeing the doctor in a new light. “What have you done?”
The doctor spun around, his eyes surprisingly pleading. An odd feeling was presenting itself from his subconscious. “He is coming…Ansem, Run.”

Ansem stared confused, but slowly began to turn to run as he realized the fear in his mentor’s eyes was genuine as another shadow began to form behind him.

The Doctor turned, seeing the new shadow grow and smiled. “You have failed…Darth Palageus.” With the click of his wrist, a lightsaber jutted from the doctor’s smock, solidifying itself inside of Palageus’ neck.

He fell to his knees, blood burning away as the intense heat charred the flesh. The doctor stepped forward slowly, seeing the Dark Lord of the Sith pass from this world, he bent low, his mouth inches form his ear. “The reign of Darth Palageus is at an end. Now, Darth Sidious, shall rule.”

Sidious laughed, as the heartless rose from the metal slab, stepping forward. Sidious turned, eyeing his new creation. “I shall name you….Xehanort. Together we shall rule the universe.”

​

~15 Years Ago~​

The warheads hammered the weak façade as the group of villagers huddled shakily together, some weeping, others whispers a prayer to the faythes. A young girl sat at a rotting desk, papers of escape strategies littering the drawers and top. Before her, she held a book sized piece of metal, and painstakingly through tears, was etching a message she hoped would last forever.

So much had gone wrong, and now she was being hunted by the creation’s apprentice. She brushed a stream of salty tears away from her eyes, she had to finish.

Through the dust and noise, a man burst into the shelter, his eyes rapidly passing across the group finally coming to rest on the girl.

“Fa lyh'd cdyo rana yho muhkan, fa ryja du naylr dra yen creb pavuna ed ec yddylg!” he demanded, motioning for the others to join him.

She turned and nodded, engraving her name under the warning. Please Yu Yevon, let this survive so that others may undue my mistakes. She picked up the tablet and ran to join the others.

Outside the shelter, was chaos. Warriors fought bravely with their weapons and guns against the flood of heartless that continued to materialize with no end in sight. A hovel behind them on the opposite side exploded, sending bricks and splintered wood raining down.

The child in front of her let out a cry as a broken beam slammed into the ground next to him, just nicking his left leg with enough force to send him to the ground with a broken ankle.

The leader turned hearing the screams of agony, and raced back. He picked up the boy and stared the women in the eyes. “Vuindaah, e'mm lynno dra puo, oui sicd mayt ic du dra yen creb, oui ghuf dra fyo, KU!”

She nodded, running to the front and began to weave through wreckage and bodies. The dock was nearly within sight as a colossal heartless rose from the ground. The group stopped in fear as the heartless pushed over a building in their path. They dived aside, but part of the collapsed wall landed on top of the girl, pinning her down.

She gasped as the pain racked across her entire body and watched as the others struggled to flee as her vision began to blur, darkness creeping along the sides. Two men were swept up and tossed aside, but she didn’t feel any remorse, the last thing she saw was the tablet she had so desperately tried to protect, vanish beneath an avalanche of debris.

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~Present Day~​

~5 years after the Keyblade War~

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The blistering heat scorched the windswept desert as bails of tumbleweed coasted lazily along. Melana slowly rose and brushed the sand away from her denim shorts. The sun was slowly creeping upwards of noon, meaning that she had been face down in the sand for nearly three hours now and still hadn’t uncovered anything.

She picked up her water bottle and downed a third of her supply. The cold water danced down her throat as her body seemed to cool at its touch. She replaced the bottle and stared out across the ruins at the other archeologists that had come from across the kingdoms to help unearth this newly discovered site.

“You enjoying the expansive scenery M?” another voice asked behind her.

Melana turned and smirked at her partner, Kit. She was feverishly sweeping away dust from a pile of rocks near the base of a crumbled wall, getting progressively angrier as the dust would blow back.

“You know the faster you do that, the worse you’re making it.”

“Well, after those noobs found a buried gun turret yesterday and I’ve not uncovered anything in nearly a week; I’ll take my chances with the wind.”

Melana smiled as she returned to a large pile of bricks that had been the higher portion of the wall Kit was working on. She hadn’t unearthed anything either since they had arrived in Macalania, but that didn’t matter to her, she like the suspense as she hunkered down and returned to sift through the rubble.

An hour later, a cheer went up across the ruined city where the new archeologists had apparently found another artifact. Kit threw down her spade and stormed away.
“Take it easy Kit, it’s not about whoever finds the most, it’s all about the history.”

Kit rolled her eyes and stormed away, muttering to herself.

Melana shook her head, brushing her auburn hair from her eyes. She reached over to grab her bottle when her knee landed on a hard, sharp object.

“OW!” she shrieked, more surprised than in pain.

Kit turned around curiously and came back as Melana leaned back on the balls of her feet, examining her knee. “What happened?”

“I cut my knee on something.” Melana explained as her eyes moved from her slightly bleeding knee to the corner of a metal object protruding from the sand.

Melana reached behind her and grabbed her brush and began to work patiently and earnestly as she pushed away the pebbles and sand, soon seeing a medium sized rust covered plaque.

“Wow look at this!” Melana screeched with excitement as she removed it from the ground to show Kit.

Kit’s eyes grew angry as she stormed back over to her section, clawing at the ground trying to find anything. “First the noobs and now you….”

Melana laughed as she stood and made her way past other dig sites, slowly a crowd followed her as word spread of her discovery. In no time at all, she had reached the impromptu tent where all the discoveries were being cataloged and carefully cleaned.

“Professor Osgood, I think you might want to look at this, I found it over in Section A-23.”

Professor Osgood turned away from a table that was littered with bowls and pots, his bespectacled hazel eyes glittering with excitement. “What have you found Melana?”

“I’m not sure it’s some kind of rusted plaque. It seemed out of place.”

Osgood nodded, pulling up a two chairs to a backlit examination table. “Hmm, this is interesting. The only metallic objects that we have uncovered so far have all been weaponry, yet this seems to be a tablet of some sort.”

Melana leaned forward in her seat, her right leg bouncing up and down with excitement. Professor Osgood lifted up a plastic container and began to lightly spray a solvent across the tablet, soon the rust was breaking up and falling away.

“Look at that!” Osgood cheered, as a section of rust fell away to reveal a series of letters. Quickly, he applied more of the solution until the entire metal finish was visible, and a series of words reflected up into the eyes of those gathered around the table.

Professor Osgood smiled proudly at his top student. “Congratulations Melana. I just wish I could translate this, it could give us a clue into what happened here all those years ago.”

Melana silently nodded, the smile vanished from her face as she stared at the tablet. A slow, cold trickled down her back as the letters off the plaque seemed to leap out at her. “Professor…I know what it says…it’s a warning in Al Behd.”

Osgood turned back to the plaque, squinting through his glasses. “I can’t decipher that language…but a warning—“

The professor was cut off as Kit ran into the tent, panting for breath. The small gathering turned confused as she began to wave her hands toward the far tent flap. “Something—Something exploded—to the east. I can’t—others were screaming.”

Osgood rose rapidly, pushing aside the students as he raced outside. Melana began to follow, but turned and picked up her find and followed the others outside. Before she got there, Professor Osgood ran back in, racing over to the megaphone. “Everybody, drop what you are doing and get back to your shuttles. This is not a drill, I repeat this is not a drill. We are under attack.”

Students flew around the tent, securing the finds as others raced to meet up with others at their shuttles, Melana tried to find Kit but could spot her in the massive hysteria. Suddenly Professor Osgood was beside her, grabbing her arm and dragging her toward the shuttles.

“Professor! What’s going on?!”

“Heartless.” He resonded.

Melana followed his lead, her mind trying to process the revelation. “But I thought—“

“So did all of us. You have to get to Disney Castle. That is the rendezvous point that the other students are heading for. I’ve already alerted them of the emergency and they will be sending support ships to meet you all enroute,” the two had reached Melana’s shuttle, “Go. You have the tablet correct?”

Melana lifted it to his eyes with her other hand.

“Good, no matter what happens, get that to the Queen.”

A scream echoed off of the ruins, causing the Professor and Melana to turn and gasp in fear. Moving slowly through the destroyed city, were a swarm of heartless attacking anyone within range, but it seemed a different being was leading them, one that was wrapped in a cloak. The Professor turned and not too lightly shoved Melana into the shuttle and slammed his fist on the autopilot button and leapt from the shuttle, trying to help others still in the city.

Melana screamed as her shuttle took off as she watched Professor Osgood free Kit from a NeoShadow, only to be surrounded and consumed by a number of heartless soldiers as her ship leapt from Malaconia, and sped off, toward Disney Castle...​

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OOOh a mix of star wars (i think) KH and FF nice job lol

 

Holy
macaroni
on
a
stick
that was so ROCKIN
MORE PLZ!!! *begs*

 

THAT WAS AwSOMEZ!!!!!! You're like a genius but way smarter! >>... I envy you. lol. Not really! But you must do more!

 

for shizal my homie, you STILL rocking the boat and rocking the creativity corner with your awsome story! keep going my homie! ^^

 

K gang, I appreciate the support, but start to critique my work. I can't go all day just having stuff like this, all though it makes me smile and laugh. Point out ideas or theories, favorte lines, etc.

 

k.
ummm... i like the al bhed, even tho i can read it without the translator =D

 

ok,
...
I LIKE EVERYTHING ABOUT IT UP IN THE HIZ HOUSE! for shizal

 

I just read halfway through it, up to 5 years after the keyblade wars.

So this a sequel to the ever-so-awesome The Destined?

Awesome! I knew you couldn't leave us hanging.

I didn't notice any real errors, but a little confusing at the start.

You do that all the time but then you reveal the secrets later, it's cool!

I think your going to like how I instal Rick Osgood into that new Fanfic of mine.

 

ooh cool!

I liked it better when you had written in smaller print, it just looked a lil better.... ok thats all i have to critique... awesome story again!

 

in the words of my best friend
"Oh my gawsh this is frikin awesome...MORE!!!*spaz attack*"
-Kathyrn

 

Some reason, the prolouge looked almost like this to me:

:starwars: just without 2 people fighting and the "dad" thing.

 

Originally the opening to the prologue was going to be very different and extremely dark, but i decided to wait out that arc for a little while and this came to mind for me. Anyway, As a few PM's have pointed out to me, some of you can't translate part of the text, it's in al behd, for those who haven't played FFX or X-2.

Also, this week is midterms so I don't expect to have the next chapter up for a little while...But i will say that alot has happened in 5 years.

But I do know that I will be getting alot of anger in the first few chapters....so i'm warning you now...and giving me ample time to plan my escape.

Destined

 

Coolness, you're the best! ^^

 

~Chapter 1~​

“What do you mean I can’t see her?†Sora demanded as a Castle Guard remained blocking the path to the library.

“Master Sora, it is an order from her Majesty. She, Lady Daisy and Princess Kairi are having a private conversation.â€

Sora glared at the Guard. His face was lean with a small patch of stubble surrounded his chin, the faint tell-tell sign of a scar ran down from his temple to the corner of his chin. His blue eyes were ablaze as they bore into the Guard. He reached up and angrily ran his hand through his short spiky auburn hair and the slight ponytail that had been growing.

“She’s always with the Queen! Every time I try to see if she wants to grab some lunch, she’s with the Queen. Every time I ask her out, she says she can’t because the Queen needs her for something! It’s been A MONTH! What can be so important?â€

The guard remained fixed where he was, a sadness passed across his face. “I’m sorry Master Sora, I can’t let you pass.â€

Sora groaned angrily and stormed away passing through the castle that he and Kairi had called home since graduated from high school on Destiny Island two years ago. It had been a great two years, but it wasn’t the same as the old days. Not since that day almost five years ago…

Sora shook his head, it was the past. King Mickey had fallen at the climax of the Keyblade War and Riku had disappeared shortly after the King’s funeral, no note, no goodbye; just up and gone in search of the King’s killer: Dest. In five years there had been no information on Dest or Riku, and it hadn’t sat well with Sora or Kairi.

There had been no wars, no heartless attacks, not even a threat by Maleficent. Mushroom Kingdom and the Farplane Kingdom had become nearly self sufficient again, it’s as if the piece would continue forever.

No, peace can never go on forever. He thought as he entered into the Disney Gardens. Children of all ages were participating in a number of activities from reading text books, playing blitzball or practicing dueling with wooden sticks. Sora smiled, remembering the days when he and Riku had done the same things on Destiny Island… “Hello Master Sora.â€

Sora looked down as a young student came over and was smiling warmly. “Morning Jacobi.â€

The boy shook his head, “No Master Sora, its PADAWAN Jacobi. Master Azzuro wants all of the Padawan’s to use our proper title.â€

“Does he now? Well in that case, you know you can just call me Sora right?â€

“I know Master Sora.†The boy nodded before running off to join his other classmates.

“After three years, I’ve still not gotten used to being called Master Azzuro.†A voice chuckled behind Sora.

Sora turned to see Jedi Master Ty Azzuro meditating comfortably underneath on of the large willow trees that decorated the garden. In five years, thanks to Merlin, Yen Sid and the Queen, Ty had been able to resurrect the lost jedi order through teachings that the Late Skywalker’s had trained him in over a quarter century ago. He was dressed in his customary terra colored robes, his face covered in a thick black beard with tinges of gray forming at the mouth, yet his eyes were as young as the day he was born.

“Well you are the oldest one here…†Sora joked, causing Ty’s eyebrow to raise as Follow the Wind flew from behind the Jedi and came on a direct course toward Sora.

Sora took a step backwards, grounding his feet as he summoned his Kingdom Key and blocked the upward strike, spinning around to parry a lateral chop. The blade hovered in the air momentarily, then began to spin like a top, causing Ty to quietly laugh. Sora risked a glance at the Jedi and smirked. Follow the Wind spun towards Sora, who expertly ducked down and rammed his keyblade up, displacing the trajectory and sending the keyblade into the ground.

“I may be old, but my strength is in its prime.†Ty remarked while pointing down at Sora’s feet, “You were slow in that drop, and it cost you a precious second. That’s all the difference in a battle.â€

Sora waved him off, dusting off a bit of dirt from his jacket. “I know, I know. Just got a lot on my mind right now.â€

“Like how you think that Kairi is avoiding you?†Ty asked, causing Sora to slowly stare down at him, anger building. Ty raised his hands in defense, “It’s not that hard to guess Sora. She and the Queen have been busy the last few weeks. Patience, becoming angry is the path to the Dark Side.â€

Sora digitized his keyblade and nodded, staring around at the other students that had gathered to see the Keyblade Master at work. “You’re right, and even if you didn’t read my mind, everyone is telling me that lately. Just don’t do that force mind trick thing on me, ok?†Sora asked.

Ty smiled guardedly, “What, you don’t want to think you are a little wooden boy the rest of your life?†He laughed, but stopped mid-breath, his eyes becoming unfocused as he lifted his right hand to his forehead.

Sora and the other Padawans and Younglings rushed over to help Azzuro but stopped as he waved them back, rising shakily. He took a moment to collect himself, and as his eyes refocused, they met Sora’s. “Something has happened on Malaconia.â€

High above as if on cue, a series of Gummi fighters and the grand Gummi battle cruiser King Mickey jettisoned from the space deck heading spaceward. Sora and Ty instantaneously turned and ran through the crowded corridors and raced toward the Queen’s Library.

The Guard saw Sora returning again and audibly groaned. “Master Sora, I told you—“

“You will let us in to see the Queen.†Ty demanded.

“You may see the Queen.†The guard lazily repeated, causing Sora to glare at Ty, “Wish I had that about twenty minutes ago.â€

The two opened the Library door and entered, disrupting a conversation between Lady Daisy and the Queen, who angrily rose. “Master Ty. Sora. What is the meaning of this? We are having—“

“I’m sorry your Majesty, but I felt something troubling coming from the Farplane world of Spira, more specifically: Malaconia.â€

The Queen’s anger slipped away as she sighed. “You can’t keep much from a Jedi long it seems. An archeological dig for artifacts after Nex’s conquest of the Farplane Kingdom was attacked by a large mass of heartless.â€

Sora’s eyes searched the room, realizing that Kairi wasn’t there. He turned back to the Queen. “Is it Dest? Have the heard anything about Riku? Where’s Kairi?â€

The Queen shook her head and picked up a sheet of paper on the desk. “I received the following message from Professor Osgood five minutes ago warning us of the attack. We don’t yet know enough to start to question anything, but I have been in contact with Princess Peach and Aerith, they are sending help as well. We also were told,†the Queen paused pointing at a passage on the paper, “that an artifact was uncovered and is being brought here by a survivor.â€

Ty nodded gravely, “The heartless have never attack outside of Kingdom Hearts before, nor have we had any encounters with them in nearly five years.â€

“This can’t be good. If the heartless are back, then it means we may have bigger problems here.â€

A knock on the door caused all in the library to turn as an officer entered, with a data card. “Your Majesty, the Arwing Memory has intercepted a number of students and is in the process of helping them pass through Mushroom Space. General McCloud was sent us a series of images taken during the attack from one of the archeologists.â€

The Queen thanked her and accepted the data card, plugging it into a terminal beneath the desk. A matter of moments later, a series of images began to flash into the air, painting a chilling scene of chaos and attack. A handful of images passed before Ty stepped forward. “Replay that last image.â€

The scene dissolved back into a picture of the ruins, students froze in time running away from the approaching wall of heartless. “Can you enhance and zoom in on the middle of the street?†Ty asked.

The Queen input a series of key strokes and the image magnified, slowly de-pixelating to form a nearly crystal clear image of the figure. Sora moved forward, an object grabbing his attention. “What is that? It doesn’t look like a heartless.â€

Ty squinted, then opened his eyes in shock as the image became clear, stepping backwards knocking over a series of books. The Queen rose, “Master Ty, are you all right?â€

Ty’s face paled, his lips began to move slowly, forming an unheard word. “Master Azzuro what’s wrong??†The Queen asked again.

Ty remained unresponsive. Sora stepped over and placed his hands around the edges of his robes and shook. “TY!â€

He twitched, his eyes and face returning to their normal color as he blinked and tried to clear his headile mumbling, “It’s not possible…â€

“What’s not possible?†Sora demanded.

Ty closed his eyes and slowly opened them, his eyes fixated on the cloaked figure on the image. “’Always two there are.’ That being was who I felt so much hatred and anger erupting in the force…I’m not sure how…but that being is Emperor Palpatine…and he’s been dead for over 30 years.â€

 

Holy crack on TOAST! o.O
makes me wish i likes star wars... lolz
and where IS kairi?

 

HOLY FRENCH TOAST! ITS TY! *glomps* lol
Sora still has that NASTY, HORRIBLE scar, that does not please sorarulz.... cause it makes Sora look creepy, to a Sora fangirl. AND you BETTER not try to kill Sora this time... or I will kill you! *takes out keyblade* MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! z
good luck! ^-^

 

...
I certainly didn't think it would be a Star Wars series when I first read it, cause I thought it was a coincidence that you use names in Star Wars.
Guess I was wrong. Still.
This time, it was right. The story is more interesting than I first thought, so a continuation is very much expected.
As usual, I always hope for impossibly-fast-super-quality-work from anyone else when they start a fanfic.
Bad habit I supposed.
Princess Kairi sucks. I dunno why, I just wanna say that for no reason.

 

*pulls out keyblade*
YEA!
AND WHERES RIKU CHAN?

...french toast?

 

Respect tha toast! XD! And I cannot beleive it... SORA IS GROWING A PONYTAIL?! >.>.... I'll have to draw that..... And put it on several web sites! XD!!!! Awsome work, Destined. You rock!