Hey so I'm back with this story again and I have everything sorted out for the mistakes I made. SO sorry about deleting the previous story but here's the reboot, under a new name of course and the intro's different. But I like the way it is now. Okay so let's get this stared and hopefully this makes sense and I wont have to make another reboot to confuse everyone. Alright moving on!
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN KINGDOM HEARTS OR IT'S CHARACTERS!
I ONLY OWN MY O.C.'s AND THEIR HOME WORLD!
THANK YOU FOR UNDER STANDING!
"Hey Kivara I hope we can stay like this forever!" a young boy spoke softly at his older sister as they both laid on the small meadow staring at the night sky full of stars. The older sibling smiled nodding to her younger brother. "Yea, I'd really like that."
"Morning Kivara!" one of the clan members yelled as the young girl ran through the clan grounds. The girl yelled a response before running off making the clan member smile softly at the energy of the young girl.
"Kivara, as your grandfather, I want to say how proud I am of you. You have managed to not only become one of the Queen's most trusted Knights, but you also have caught the eye of the head general of the Royal Guards. On behalf of the whole clan we would like to celebrate this occasion with a party. Happy birthday!" the young girl smiled happily as she watched her whole family cheer for her on her birthday, it was then her younger brother ran up with news saying he got accepted into the knight academy and she glowed with pride for her younger sibling. "Thank you all for celebrating my birthday, but now my younger brother has been accepted into the academy! Please let's cheer for him!" soon the clan roared for the two sibling and you could see their grandfather glow with pride for his two grandchildren he had taken in when they were younger.
"Everyone, the whole clan has been summoned by the King and Queen themselves on a mission to help a neighboring world transport goods from one place to another and they would like help from us to do the job. I would also like to call Kivara forward." the clan head spoke, Kivara's grandfather, and the young girl stood forward from the crowd after nodding towards her younger brother. "Kivara Slav, you are now old enough to do this, as discussed by the clan's representatives. We deem you leader of this leader, to help you understand what you might face as a general in the later future, if you will a few words." The young girl nodded towards her grandfather. Walking in front of the clan before looking towards her brother who have her an encouraging nod. Taking in a slow deep breath. "Thank you all, I need to remind you that despite this being a light transport mission, we must be extremely cautious, on the other worlds there are things that many of you may have never encountered. Things like darkness, I need all of you to stay strong. With me leading this mission I assure you things will go as smooth as possible. All of you will return safely, rest assure." the crowd cheered once more and left to pack for the mission ahead, leaving only Kivara, her grandfather and younger brother. The three of them smiled as they began to walk home together.
Flames danced the ground and heat was prominent on the young girl's skin as kneeled down on the ground crying in agony as all her loved ones lay on the ground dead. All that could be heard for miles were the screams of the young girl as she grieved the loss of her family.
Days, hours, she didn't know how long she spent searching for survivors. But finally she found a small family of survivors and they seemed to be tending to a man and child. Quickly jumping to where they were located, Kivara found that it was her grandfather and brother they were tending to. Quickly she dressed any wound that seemed important of the small family and went to work on her family. Her brother only seemed to be unconscious but her grandfather needed dire attention. Quickly placing him on her back she asked the father of the family to grab her brother and asked the family to grab onto her. Soon they were teleported to the castle throne room.
"Grandpa! Please stop talking! I need to get help!" the man shook his head and held tightly onto the young girl's forearm to keep her from moving. Slowly taking in a ragged breath the man coughed. "No need Kivara, it's okay. But before I go I need to tell you something." Kivara shook her head and let the tears fall from her face hitting her bandaged arms. "Stop talking like that! You're going to make it!" the old man chuckled and continued talking. "Listen, our time watching the skies with you and your brother has come to an end. And I'm truly sorry...to have to leave you like this." the man stopped to let out a deep wheeze. "But as you are my granddaughter, it only best you know that you are to become the clan head in my stead. That means you have access to the family scrolls and secrets hidden within them. I have left a list of things to do to access them in your room. Please when I'm gone continue on looking over your younger brother like you always have. I'm proud of both of you and I love you." The once hearty, muscular man was now replaced with a frail, pale old man as he struggled to reach over and kiss the young girl's forehead. Once back to his original position he closed his eyes to enter a long deserved rest, one to never awaken from.
Leaves flew past the young girl as she stared at the open field before her and let out a painful sigh. She then walked away from the large hill she stood on and as she looked back She felt a sharp pain in her chest as she saw the vast number of tombstones that were once her living clan members, tears fell as she nodded a silent goodbye to her family before walking towards a small floating river to which she hopped onto and made her way back home. All the while a whole floating island was filled to the brim with tombstones and on the very front of the island read a sign that held.
' To those who were sent to the Lord of death before their time. The Slav family, the shifter clan. Thank you for your hard work and loving presence. You will be dearly missed.'
"Welcome all to this joyous occasion, we are celebrating here today the crowning of the newest clan head to the Shifter clan. Kivara Slav, please step forward." King Xavier spoke as the front door opened to the announcement hall and in walked in a young girl around the age of 12, clad in her clan's formal wear. Which consisted of a long deep purple skirt that was cut at the sides with bandages wrapping around the upper part of her thighs. The skirt fell just above her ankle and held good trimmings around it. On the center held her clan symbol that was embroidered with gold. She held bare feet save for anklets that wrapped around her foot. On the top, she was wearing a form fitting shirt that was sleeveless. It held crimson top that ended right under her breasts.
Her stomach was covered with criss crossing silver plated armour and ended at the ending of her hips. She wore gold gauntlets that held a large Ruby in the center, said to hold healing properties. On her neck was a simple gold collar. Her shoulder length hair was curled to frame the young girl's face. Her makeup was made to make her purple blue eyes that held a hint of green and gold to pop. Finally as a headpiece, a simple maroon moonstone circlet was placed on her head.
Gasps were heard as the young girl made her way down the aisle with her eyes closed and head held upward. Once reaching the altar, the King and Queen smiled down at the girl. The Queen leaned forward and whispered into the young girl's ear. "You look beautiful, just like your mother did when she became clan head." Kivara nodded but it meant nothing to her as she never had the chance to meet her mother. However she smiled softly at the Queen and thanked her. Soon they commenced with the crowning ceremony to where the whole kingdom attended.
"Still asleep huh sleepy head?" Kivara spoke as she leaned against the doorframe of her brother's medical room. She requested a private one, and the staff nodded in understanding when they had brought him here. Sighing softly the young girl made her way towards her brother's bed. She sat down on the chair next to his head and smiled down at his comatose figure. Feeling tears pricking her eyes, Kivara let out a shaking breath before taking in a deep one. "You know, I became Clan head today….I wish you would've been there. To see me receive the official crown, you would've loved it they had your favorite foods and I know how much you love dancing." Reaching over she then began to stroke the young boy's head and watched as his chest rise and fall. "Zerrick, I really wish you'd just wake up….I miss you so much. It's hell here without you. I miss my little brother." Soon sobs could be heard from the room as Kivara's head was placed on top of her brother's comatose figure.
One year had passed since then and Kivara had finally become the general of the Royal Guards at the age of 13 and the security around the world had never been better. Though some say it's due to the fact that the young girl didn't want a repeat of what happened a year ago or some say that the young general just had a natural knack for that sort of thing, no one truly knows other than the girl herself. Also despite being quite younger than the actual army they have nothing against it and have the utmost respect for the young general.
Everything seemed to be right with the world after everything that has happened. However if you to ask the King and Queen themselves, well you'd get a different story. Over the past year the girl has seemed to grow somewhat colder towards everything and her joyful behavior being replaced with iron steel that sometimes strikes fear in the hearts of the two rulers. After the death of her family and the comatose state that the young general's brother seems to be in the young girl has changed for the worst. However, despite confronting her about it they are received with empty promises of reassurance.
Kivara sighed looking up towards the same night sky she would often look at with her brother and grandfather. However that was a long time ago and now the once loving past time is now something that is filled with hurtful memories that the young general is still not ready to face. Sighing Kivara stood up from the meadow and began to return home. While doing so she failed to see several stars beginning to slowly blink out of the sky.