KHS 4 LIFE
By: NiteSmile Clover Rhapsody
Disclaimer and stuff: I don't own Kingdom Hearts. Well, I own a copy of the game, but that's it.
Summary: It's Kingdom Hearts. Retold in true gangsta fashion. Yes, you read that right. Inspired by a conversation with my mate about the wanna-be gangstas at our school. Note that this story will leave some parts out, and will be written assuming that you, the reader, has already played and beaten the first Kingdom Hearts.
Once upon a time, there was a beautiful place by the name of the Destiny Islands. It was a most wonderful land of white sand beaches and crystal clear waters. The island's citizens lived happily with one another in peace. It was, in short, a short of heaven on earth.
Unfortunately, the local children were bored and didn't appreciate the nice world they lived in. It was a tad on the uneventful side. They decided to "spice things up" a little bit so they formed a gang: They became the Destiny Islands Crips. They did everything that a real gang would do. At least, everything that a real gang could do on an island. They stood on the street corners, doing nothing in general, just getting in people's way and making them upset. They tagged various houses and buildings with their logos. They were the hardest wanna-bes around.
Then, one fateful day, tragedy struck. One of the young gang members, Tidus, was tragically gunned down in a drive-by shooting. From a boat. Shame. The event got some of the others thinking. There had to be more to their lives than what they were living now. So, three of them decided to leave their gang ties behind and go out and see what the world had to offer. They started to build a raft and planned to use it to sail all 'round the world. They worked and worked on it until it was finally ready to set sail. The young adventurers were euphoric. However, Fate had a different plan in store for them.
One the eve of the maiden voyage, a sudden storm began to brew over the island in the dark of night. Sora, one of the wanna-bes who was set to sail on the raft noticed and immediately got up to investigate. He got to the island and noticed that his buddies Riku and Kairi were on the island as well. He went to look for them when suddenly, small, black monsters appeared. They wore red bandanas and when Sora saw them, he gasped. The monsters were the arch-enemies of Crips everywhere, the dreaded Bloods. Sora pulled out his glock, (all gangstas have one) and shot at them, though the bullets did no harm.
Frustrated, Sora gave up, running across a bridge to a smaller island where Riku stood. The boy begged and pleaded for his friend to come with him to safety. Riku refused. He stood there bravely, spouting nonsense about the doors to other worlds opening and not being afraid of the darkness. Sora was deathly afraid of the darkness; he still slept with a nightlight. A pool of darkness formed beneath the two and proceeded to swallow them. Riku was nowhere to be found. Sora reappeared just fine with a spiffy new sword that looked like a key. This weapon proved to be much more efficient against the Bloods than his gun, so he used that to kill a few of them. He was doing pretty well until...
The Blood Boss showed up.
Sora faced him valiantly with his new sword and, after a long battle, finally wound up beating him. Sadly, with the defeat of the Big Boss came the destruction of Sora's island home and everything he had known and loved.