Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN KINGDOM HEARTS
Act 1- In The Beginning
Prologue
In the beginning, there was one world, and in the center of this world was a radiant and encompassing light. The light reached every corner of the world, basking its citizens with its glow. The guardians of this light were the keyblade masters, who protected the light with their lives from generation to generation...
200 years after the world of light was created:
"How can I be late?!" he said to himself. Lucian paced across the field in a slight jog, furious at himself for being tardy, today of all days!
He was rushing toward the temple at a faster speed, his keyblade clanking beside him. There, he finally saw it, the training temple was ahead. Though most keyblade masters preferred to spend the majority of their time in the castle on the other side of this large town, the children who had been discovered as potentials and passed the Test could be found here.
Everyone basically knew of the keybalde masters and understood why they existed. But, other than that, everything was unknown about them except by them. The reason for this was that the keyblade masters, though amiable and usually social, tended to be secretive when it came to their internal affairs. They kept all secrets about their order, literally, under lock and key.
"Harva will never let me live this down." Lucian panted as he reached the outer gates, breathing hard from all his running. He pointed his keyblade at the locked gate in front of the temple, and a beam shot forth from his weapon, automatically unlocking the gate. He stared at the lavish mansion that housed the temple. Ironic, he thought, that morals such as humility and generosity were being taught in such decadent surroundings. The mansion had been mysteriously discovered one day as being abandoned for a few years, but it was in a quite, secluded area, making it easy for future keyblade masters to learn the ways of the mysterious weapons they wielded.
Inside, past keyblade masters had found many valuable uses for this old house. There was a mysterious room made out of white walls and white furniture, making it an excellent place to meditate, due to its calming effect. There was a library in which anyone in the mansion could read volumes on history and knowledge. But, above all its other resources, none proved to be more useful than the basement. The basement was made up of deserted corridors, but the keyblade masters installed technology within its confines, making it a safe, quiet place to perform the Test.
Lucian stepped inside the library, and placed his hand over the rich, brown mahogany table. As if using some invisible writing tool, he managed to draw the symbol of a crown, the symbol of the keyblade masters on the table. As soon as he finished, the table and floor vanished before his eyes. He followed the stairs down to the basement and walked through the corridors to a room which contained 5 flower shaped pods.
"There you are! Do you know how long I've been standing here?!" Harva said rather impatiently, tapping her foot in a blunt manner on the ground. "Well," she said "what happened this time? Did you do battle with mysterious shadows again, or was it the usual 'pushed the snooze button one to many times?'"
"Give me a break Harva! You know I'd be here, and I still say that mysterious shadows have been appearing around town from time to time." Lucian snapped as a rebuttal.
"Right, nevermind. I can yell at you later. Heh heh. But, as I was telling you yesterday, I've been getting strange readings from the subjects." Harva began. "For example," she stated as she headed towards the first pod and pointed at the small boy within it. "Subject Aaron. He's made good progress lately and seems to have started the dream sequence a little while ago. The same can be said for subject Alena. She's made excellent progress to. Unfortunately" Harva said, passing the pod containing the girl. "the same can not be said for this poor one. His name is Gideon, and though he has entered the Awakening dream cycle, he has not made that much progress."
"So?" Lucian stated "Do you think he will not make it?" Harva replied "Oh, I believe he will make it. I just don't know whether he will be able to hold up as a keyblade master afterwards."
Lucian put his hand on the boy's pod. "Hmmm, in my experience, the seed who struggles in the beginning of its life learns to become strong and grow into a bountiful plant. Is there anything else?"
"Actually, yes." Harva went on. "I think we may have found a chaser for the future, in case we ever need back up keyblades. His name is Ienzo. But that's not the reason why I wanted you here today. There is something strange about this one."
Lucian and Harva entered the next room, which contained only one pod, but was considerably larger than the rest. "We had to move this little guy because his energy was off the charts. He's already made much more progress than any other pupil I've seen. I think this one could become a great keyblade master!" Harva told Lucian with considerable joy.
"What's his name?" Lucian asked.
"His name" Harva said with a slight flourish "is Xehanort."