Servine; Hello everyone and welcome to my new Fanfiction. This is going to be a collab between me and Willgm.
Willgm: Hey everyone, nice to be here so its great to meet you all.
Servine; FYI some chapters will be written by me and others will be by him-
Willgm: Hey!
Servine; What? They like my comedy stuff...
Willgm: You don't sound too confident there leafy.
Servine; I'm not a leaf and my stuff just needs more people to make it blossom.
Willgm: ... so you're not a leaf yet you're using a grass metaphor? Okay... whatever works for you.
Servine; OK, let's stop this before people complain like they did with my sister's collab story.
Willgm: Fair enough... not sure why I'm saying this but obviously we own none of the material used in this story other than the original story arcs and characters we bring in... as if that wasn't obvious to everyone.
Anyway, let the story begin!
Prologue- A new key bearer
Within the endless worlds of the multi-verse the former Keyblade master Yen Sid sat within the confines of his tower that laid within the worlds between. It had had been many years since he'd last wielded his blade however but to this day he still gave advice and guidance to the latest generation of key bearers.
Of course, for the last ten years other than his last apprentice, the king of Disney castle Mickey, the wielders of the ancient weapon had ceased to exist. Despite his many searches across the worlds from reading the stars until recently not a single wielder had appeared in his sights.
That of course was until the arrival of the boy from Destiny Islands; Sora. Despite the boy's young age and lack of experience he, along with the aid of the court wizard Donald and the captain on the knights Goofy had managed to defeat the man Ansem and save the worlds that had been destroyed from the heartless.
Now however a problem had occurred; last year the boy had travelled through the old Keyblade training academy called the Land Of Departure that was now known as Castle Oblivion. The journey had left him with his memories locked away behind a web of fake ones and so he had been placed into sleep while the nobody Naminé worked to restore the chain of memories that were woven into his heart.
While normally such a process, from what he understood of the girl's powers, should not have taken such a long length of time a problem had occurred that hadn't been foreseen that had wedged a gap in the restoration effort.
More specifically, two problems had originally existed but only one currently remained; both in the memories of all who knew her and the events at large. The first problem had been the girl Xion, a puppet created by Vexen, a member of Organisation XIII but she was now no more; therefore the problem with her was also no more.
That left only a single problem remaining; Sora's nobody; that which had been created when he'd released his heart to awaken the Princess Of Heart Kairi:
Roxas.
"Do you understand now what it is I wish of you?" Yen Sid finished his explanation of the situation and took his gaze towards the only other occupant in the room. She was a girl of 15 years with brown hair that fell to the middle of her back and Heterochromia eyes; one sky blue and one peach pink. She was dressed in a knee length peach dress- one that matched her eye- with black knee socks and shoes.
The girl had a semi-serious look on her face as she faced the aged wizard; something that didn't go well with the cute, innocent look she was going for with her outfit but to the girl things like that were the norm for her.
Her name was Cherrie Brave... and she was the latest of the Keyblade's chosen to be found.
"I understand. Basically, you want me to find this Roxas before this Organisation does as a favour to an old friend of both you and this King of yours right?"
The old wizard nodded. "Correct, as Riku is in no condition to find him with what he chose to do in order to capture him originally we are forced to ask for a new aid. If you wish you may choose to refuse this task I am giving you but-"
"I'll do it." Cherrie gave her answer without hesitation. "If this Sora person is that important to the worlds then getting him up is in everyone's best interest right? With that being the case helping in any way I can is the lest I can do in repaying him for his hard work."
Yen Sid gave out a rare smile at the young girl's answer. While like Sora she knew nothing in terms of real combat and had no real experience in facing the enemies she's sure to encounter he was willing to give the girl this chance to grow; as both a wielder and as a person.
Yen Sid had found the girl a month ago on a rather forgotten world where she was ridiculed for her magical abilities that came naturally from the Keyblade's guidance. It was actually this magic that had turned her eye pink but that wasn't a tale he was aware of in terms of details and he had no interest in digging up old wounds. Because of this ridicule the girl had been alone for the majority of her life.
It was a result of this that caused the girl's current mindset; she was the type of person that would always rush in to help those in need so as to ensure they wouldn't end up alone as she had been. While the old wizard saw it as an admirable trait in the wrong situations it could lead to her becoming injured or worse; being killed.
It was Yen Sid's hope that this journey to find Roxas would lead to her being more considering towards her own safety over others; or rather, ensure that she doesn't just rush ahead to anothers aid and forget that her own life is just as important.
"If that is your decision then go forth; find Roxas and convince him to assist in Sora's recovery." With that declaration the young girl gave a mock salute before leaving the room.
Cherrie was excited, she was going on an adventure! Ever since discovering that there were more worlds than just her own a month ago she'd had a month long consecutive dream of just what she'd do when she arrived at somewhere new. In one dream she was trekking through a wild jungle with a group of treasure hunters in search for some legendary treasure, in another she was a mermaid swimming through the vast oceans, in another she was part of a pirate gang.
The list went on and on but now wasn't the time to think on them, Cherrie had finally made her way down to the bottom of the tower and was now looking towards her vehicle of transportation for the coming weeks or months- the Gummi ship. The Gummi ship was built into the shape of a modern plane with two missile launchers set onto both wings with cannons on the bottom just before the ramp. It was painted in a fine green with layers of blue stripes along the wings.
Cherrie thought the choice of colour was a bit too colourful for something that was supposed to be kept on the ground; especially if the world they landed on was barren or not technologically far enough to create planesbut she ultimately shrugged at the colour scheme and made her way inside.
Her ultimate assessment was that it was much, much bigger on the inside than on the outside. Somehow in the space they had they'd managed to stuff in three bedrooms that each had their own bathrooms, a kitchen, a lounge that contained a TV, a table, several armchairs and a sofa, and what seemed to be a gaming room of all things that had both video games and old styled boardgames. There was also a training simulation room that could create over a thousand different battle scenarios at the push of a button.
All and all it was rather impressive in Cherries eyes and she loved it. After she'd made her check of all the facilities the ship had to offer she made her way to the cockpit, sat in the captains chair and started punching buttons... no really, there was no steering wheel or anything; the whole control board was nothing but buttons which looked like it was part of a controller for a flying simulator. Cherrie simply shrugged after looking at it with a blank expression for a moment and activated the launch mechanism she'd read from the convenient manual that'd been left next to the controls and set off to her first destination; set to arrive at around half an hour.
The chosen world? A place called Hollow Bastion.
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Meanwhile, on the aforementioned world, a young man at the age of 18 with short black hair and hazel eyes dressed in leather armour, steel gloves and boots along with a mythril vest over the armour gazed up towards the sky, his trusty lance swung over his left shoulder and a pendant with a carved rune on it hung around his neck. Small wounds could be seen covering his body from head to toe but he seemed to pay them little heed as he simply kept his gaze upwards.
More specifically, his gaze was looking towards the top of the other end of the rock face he himself was leaning against. There, standing with his head held high and a blood red lance in his hands, was a man that screamed with the presence of a feral hound; his bloodlust was easily felt even from the distance the young man was from him.
That person the young man looked towards was his enemy, that person was someone that had been a part of a gang that had cost the young man everything he had other than the cloths on his back and the lance- one of two- in his hands.
Needless to say the enemy before him held the other.
"Really, to think you'd follow me even here where those Heartless could attack any time; does this old thing really mean that much to you?" Asking this the enemy gestured to the crimson lance in his hand.
"..." The young man remained silent.
"...Have it your way then, let's just get this over with."
The words acted as a signal; as soon as the last syllable was spoken the two combatants moved to destroy one another with all their strength.
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A girl that longed to help those in need at the expense of her own life.
A young man driven to avenge what had been lost to the hands of others.
Two such people were those that had no right to interact, let alone meet, and get to know one another. They were two that were part of different worlds in the figurative sense and yet... and yet now, two such people would become a part of the same life. It is a meeting that will deliver both lessons of friendship and darkness. Will they learn from one another how to fix themselves or will the meeting only serve to break apart the two even more?
Fate is a fickle thing and destiny is something one chooses for themselves; with that being the case the future of the two is shrouded in mystery.
Come, let us see how these pair of heroes overcome their struggles together.
Willgm: Well that's it for the prologue. In case no one could guess who was the one writing that chapter it was me and it'll probably be me for the next two or possibly three.
Servine; Hey! When do I get a turn!?
Willgm: When we start the world after Hollow Bastion remember? You were the one who wrote them order in which we do the worlds in case you forgot.
Servine; Wrong! That was you!
Willgm: ...Oh yeah. Oh well, doesn't matter right? Anyway, hope you all enjoyed this little prologue- by my standards anyway- so please stay tuned for chapter 1 that'll be coming soon.
Servine; Be sure to R&R everyone!
Willgm: What she said, so till then; bye!
Servine; Bye!