Okay New Story, I Have Bee Painfully Distracted Recently Around My Other Stories But I Am On It. Well This Is My First Post As An Eighteen Year Old :O OMG Lawl. I Hope The Mistakes Are At A Minimum But I Have Just Spent 3 Hours Checking Over This. Well Between That, Watching The X Factor And Ranting On Facebook :D Good Times.
Disclaimer: If I Owned Kingdom Hearts, Woul I Be Writting This. NO
Dogs were viscous animals. Riku didn't really think so until now. He grew up with dogs so they never really phased him until this moment in time. Especially when all he could really hear was several loud vicious growls and snarls coming from some very blood thirsty dogs. He hadn't managed to get a glimpse of the dogs that were chasing him but he knew that they were all very bloodthirsty. The sounds that were being made alone told him that.
Riku ran through the woods at a blistering pace. Faster than he thought he could run. He usually loved the thrill of a good chase but when it involved dogs that were ready to tear him limb from limb, the thrill was now replaced with fear. Terror ran throughout his entire body like an electric currant and it was so terrifying that Riku had to stop himself from breaking down in fear. His body was still shaking from the fear even though he was running.
The pace that he was running at was taking everything out of him but he had to make it back to the hideout. No matter what. He kept thinking about everyone else that he had to protect. He had made it so far now. He couldn't just let these viscous animal's take him now. He was too strong for that.
"Keep moving" Riku muttered to himself as he ran. His feet were pounding off of the wet and muddy ground of the forest as his breathing intensified ten fold from the increasing pressure that seemed to be mounting on his shoulders. He could hear the dogs barking behind him as the soldiers chased like they had been chasing him for a good three miles. Riku was surprised that he had managed to keep himself going that long.
Riku couldn't really see much in front of him. He had been running so fast for so long that his vision was now blurred and he could only make out the line of the trees in the darkness and at that it was barely visible. Riku just kept running and running until he found a large shack which he could only really make out its outline. Riku skidded to a halt since his pursuers were far enough behind him for him to have a momentary stop. Riku quickly pulled off his jacket, jumper and t-shirt and hurled them in the opposite direction with all of his remaining strength which wasn't much. They travelled a fair distance before Riku heard a tree rustling so he guessed that his clothes must have caught in one of the many trees. Riku looked behind him before he started to run again in the direction of the shack. He didn't feel the cold since he was running at such a fast pace even if it was around about minus three. He ran behind the shack first to see if dogs would lead the guards in the other direction. It was a long shot but it was the only one he had. He had been sweating enough to leave a lingering scent on the clothes from his upper body.
It worked.
Riku breathed a sigh of relief as the dogs changed course and the guards followed them. Riku waited for a moment. The cold was staring to get to him a little now that he wasn't running anymore. Although his body still felt like it was on fire inside. His muscles ached painfully as he moved his body when the guards out of sight so that he could get to the front of the shack. He knocked the door twice before he kicked the door then knocked it twice more. He wait for a moment again. When he touched his skin it felt ice cold but otherwise he could still feel some warmth from inside his body. Finally the door creaked opened to reveal a petit blond boy who was dressed in a heavy leather black jacket that came to his waist. He wore tight skinny black jeans and heavy army boots that were caked in mud. Much like Riku's own boots. The most noticeable thing about the boy was his inhumanly bright blue eyes that shined bright even in darkness. That along with his dishevelled blond hair.
"We wondered when you were going to get back" The blond sounded extremely pissed off as Riku pushed past him and into the shack which was lit up with candles so it provided minimum lighting so it wasn't too noticeable from the outside. Riku looked around at the other six people in the shack with the expectation of himself and the blond boy. They all looked at Riku with blank expressions on their faces.
"Quit complaining, Roxas" Riku barked at the blond who just pulled a face of disgust at Riku. "I didn't manage to get much information but I do know that another round of troops are being sent out in search of more resistance forces. That's starting tomorrow so I think we might have to move again." Riku listened to the groans of his fellow rebels at news of being forced to move again. "It gets worse. It's the prince that taking to leading the troops this time" Nobody seemed really seemed that bothered about that piece of information but it was a lot worse than it sounded and Riku knew it. Riku looked around to see a hand up in the air. He sighed and looked at Kairi, the only girl who was with them.
"As nice as it is, Riku" Kairi smiled as she stood up. Riku could hear Kairi's bones cracking as she moved. The burgundy haired girl giggled as she pointed at Riku's bare chest which was covered in tiny specks of mud. The silver haired man looked down at his naked chest before he looked back up at Kairi who was grinning. "I'm just saying that as appealing as it, you should put a jumper on, sweetheart" Kairi smiled as she adjusted the gun holster on her right thigh. Riku smiled at Kairi before she straightened up again. "Me and Cloud managed to get more supplies today anyways" Kairi's face turned serious as she gestured to a tall blond haired man sitting in the back with a solemn look on his face. "So we should be set to go" Kairi smiled as she turned to rummage around in a large box. Riku watched her before she turned around and threw a t-shirt and jumper at him which Riku caught with ease.
"We leave early tomorrow so I should think that a good nights rest is in order" Riku said. The silver haired man looked around at everyone who just gave him a look of questioning. The silver haired male knew why they were doing that. Riku was the second youngest in the entire group at just eighteen. Kairi was the youngest at seventeen. Roxas was three months older than Riku as he was nearing his nineteenth. Cloud, who was Roxas's older brother stood to be the oldest at twenty-two but he didn't take on the role of leader due to the fact the he didn't want the burden of leadership again. So Riku decided that he would take the position of leader. The other members of the group didn't care as much.
"Whatever" Riku looked over at Hayner. The short dirty haired boy that like the rest of them had joined the rebellion under tragic circumstances. Hayner stood up and walked into a room that was separated off from where everyone else was. "Seifer!" Riku watched as a tall blond stood up and walked into the door which Hayner had went through. It was damn obvious that the two of them had been attracted to each other from the start. Kairi smiled and grabbed the blanket which she had been sitting on before she stood up then walked towards the stairs at the back of the shack.
"Night" Kairi waved to everyone who just smiled back at her as she trotted up the stairs. The sound of the creaking floorboard from up the stairs was easily heard by everyone so they could tell which room Kairi had wandered into. Riku sighed as he walked passed everyone else before he was stopped. Riku looked down at see Squall looking up at him. Squall had been a part of the rebellion for most of his life but the last group he was with were all killed so Cloud found him and let him join Riku's efforts. Nineteen years old and he had been running and fighting for most of those years. Squall really was a poor kid. At least everyone else had some sense of comfort in their lives before all of this but Squall didn't.
"Axel and I think this is a bad idea" Squall gestured to the red haired man who was sitting beside a very pissed off looking Roxas. Out of everyone in the group, Axel was tied for Riku's favourite. It was always between him and Kairi. The only reason for that was Axel's desire to constantly blow things up. The red haired man was an explosions expert and he was a key member of the team. The bad thing about Axel was that he constantly angered Roxas who was prone to violent streaks.
"How so?" Riku turned to stare at Axel who smiled before he stood up. Riku heard the bones in the red haired male's back crack loudly as he stretched out his lanky physique. Axel was the tallest of the eight, standing at a ridiculous 6ft 7 inches. He towered over his partner Roxas who stood at a mere 5ft 5 inches. It wasn't the only difficulties that the two had with working with each other. Between Axel's constant chasing after Roxas's feelings and the blond taking his violent rages out on Axel. Riku moved his head to see Roxas glaring up at the two of them.
"Where do you propose we go next. The closer we get to the city, the more guards are going to be lurking around and less chance of us finding a place to hide out. We need to keep on our guard, Riku. Terra knows that the rebellion grows stronger and that is why he seeks to crush it" Axel said in a worried tone of voice. He looked back at Roxas who was now standing up and leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
"You think that we can take down Terra with just eight people" Roxas interjected. "The man is a strategic mastermind and he can trick us easily so why are you getting your hopes up. The only chance we have of making this work, is if we get someone on the inside and how likely is that" Roxas rolled his eyes. He had a point. Terra was probably anticipating their every move. They need a plan. They need a plan and they needed one quickly.
The night sky was lit up with fire on the horizon and it would have been a beautiful sight to anyone. Anyone except Sora Hikaru. Well Sora and everyone else that was suffering in the towns and villages below.
The lithe brunette stood watching the fires from the large room that was home to his father's throne. His father stood beside him with a large smirk on his face just like his older brother who was at the other side of his father. The sight of all of this frightened and sickened Sora to the pit of his stomach. Even from the windows, Sora could swear that he heard people screaming in anguish. People were suffering and all his father and brother saw this as was normality. How could laughing in the face of people's suffering be considered normal ?
"You see, boys" Sora looked up at his father who had a smile on his face. "This is why we must crush the resistance. If they think I am merciless, I will just have to show them that I am what they think of me." Sora hated his father more than anything else in his sheltered life. "I cannot allow such disrespect to be wandering around in my kingdom. What sort of king could I be if I did" Sora couldn't help himself but give a cocky response to that. It wasn't something Sora done often but the time called for it.
"A better one" Sora growled as he stared out of the window and out to the horrific sight. It burned itself into his memory. He would not sleep well tonight. It wouldn't really make a difference because he never slept well any other night.
"You are full of cheek little brother" Sora twisted his head to see his pale skinned older brother who was glaring at him and Sora just returned the glare. It was not an unusual sight to see between the two brothers. "You speak out against Father?" Sora continued to glare as his brother arched a slender eyebrow. "That makes you just like them. The same vermin and the same scumbags as those down in the towns" Like most people, Sora had a limit to which he could be pushed before he snapped and as usual, his brother went past that limit.
"Oh well I'm sorry Vanitas" Sora snarled as he put him foot down and manoeuvred his body so that he was now speaking directly to his older brother's face. "We're not all ruthless like you. At least I care about people. You just think peasants a mere toys to us" Sora's voice hit a dangerously high level and the brunette convinced himself he was losing his voice after that.
"Sora" The lithe brunette turned his head to look up at his father who was still staring out of the window. He hadn't even bother to look down at Sora and that angered the brunette even further. "Peasants are sub-human" Sora's eyes widened at the comment. It horrified him. "They are useless. So you can understand how I feel when people like that persist to defy me and tarnish my name" Sora could feel the anger just bubbling up inside of him like a volcano ready to explode and destroy everything in its path. "Your brother is right. A time will come when you too will understand" Sora watched as his father turned his back to the window and turned his back of the suffering of the people in his kingdom below. Some king he was. Sora watched as his father left the room and the brunette felt like screaming.
"You are weak" Sora listened as Vanitas placed his hand against the glass window and laughed. "You don't have the strength to be king. This kingdom would fall if you were to take the throne" Sora's blue eyes soon caught Vanitas's yellow ones. Sora could see the amusement in his brother's eyes at the suffering of everyone else. "Do not worry, little brother. I will be the one to take the throne" Vanitas came striding towards Sora and pushed him up against the nearest wall. Vanitas was much stronger than Sora could ever hope to be. "You won't have to worry your pretty little head about running this place" Vanitas laughed in his little brother's face before he shuffled around on his feet so that he was facing the door that linked the room with the seemingly endless corridors of the castle in which they lived. "As for the rebellion. Father has asked me to take care of that personally. I leave at dawn to crush them" Sora watched as Vanitas walked away with the air of a royal brutality around him.
"You'll make a worse king than father" Sora's comment made his brother stop in his tracks instantly. "That's saying something" Sora knew that he had triggered something in his brother. Something terrifying but he wasn't going to back down. They all thought he was weak but he was determined to prove them all wrong. Every guard and every servant in the castle would see that Sora was stronger than they had all perceived.
"You should watch the tone you take with me, little brother" Sora could hear the threat that was laced into his brother's tone of voice as the head of raven spikes tilted to the side slightly so that Sora could just see the corner of Vanitas's yellow orbs. Vanitas had never been the nicest brother to Sora. It was Vanitas's violent nature that made his father see him as the stronger one but because Sora cared about people's wellbeing, it made him weak.
"Why?" Fierce blue eye locked onto the cold, unfeeling amber orbs across from him as Vanitas fully turned around. "It's the truth. While you take your place on that throne, everyone out there" Sora pointed to the glass window as he stared at his brother. "Everyone will die a little more on the inside because they know that their lives will be just as empty and just as tortured" Sora spat out at his brother. He wasn't surprised when Vanitas stormed back up to him and pushed him against the wall but this time Vanitas pressed his forearm over Sora's neck.
"Don't" Vanitas snarled in the most violent tone he could muster as he pushed his arm further into Sora's neck causing his younger brother to start struggling. "Don't you dare speak to me like that. You are the scrawny little weakling that destroys our family. Your just like mom. Completely useless and you'll suffer the same fate as her" That comment made Sora's eyes shine with anger and gave him the renewed strength he needed to push his older brother away from him. It was something that shocked Vanitas like nothing else on this earth.
"Shut up!" Sora rage took over him as he lifted his hand and forcefully pummelled it into Vanitas's cheek. "Don't you dare talk about mom like that" It was not like Sora to get so angry but when memories of his mother were brought back to the front of his mind, he couldn't stop himself. Especially when people spoke badly of her. "She was stronger than you or dad will ever be" Sora could feel the warm tears falling down his cheeks as he screamed at his older brother who was currently holding his cheek with a look that was a mixture between shock and fury on his face.
"If she was so strong why is she dead?" Vanitas growled as let go of his cheek to look at his hand. Amber eyes widened in shock when he saw the crimson liquid that dotted his fingertips. "She wasn't strong. She didn't have what it took to be a leader at father's side. It was a good thing that she's dead" Vanitas obviously didn't know where to stop. He was deliberately antagonizing his little brother because he knew the kind of response it would evoke. His little brother was suddenly all the more interesting with his new found strength.
Sora lunged for his older brother again and pushed him to the ground before he started to continuously punched his older brother in the face. He only stopped when Vanitas burst out laughing during the attack.
"That's it" Vanitas grinned but Sora just went back to attacking him. However before he even noticed it, Sora was lifted off of his brother by one of the palace guards. The two brothers looked to see their father coming towards them.
"What the hell is going on here!" Terra roared out loudly as he looked at his eldest son who was sprawled out on the floor with blood dripping down his face before he look up to see his youngest son struggling against the bodies of one of the more muscular guards in his palace. The blood was dripping onto the floor from Sora's tiny fists.
"Sora's went psycho" Vanitas pulled a face of innocence as he pointed at his little brother whose face was distorted with rage. He looked nothing like how he was usually. With the blood on his fist and the anger etched into his face, he was a shadow of himself.
"Take him to his room" Terra shouted at the top of his voice as he helped Vanitas to his feet.
Sora was carried off by the guard but it didn't stop him from struggling. He would get his brother back for belittling their mother. He could hear the over muscled guards mumbling something to one another as they carried him through the maze of corridors to led to his large room on the other side of the palace.
When the guard arrived at his very large room, they literally threw him into his own room. Sora landed with a thump on his carpeted floor and the door shut with a loud bang right in front of him. Sora balled his fists up as he jumped to his feet. His blue orbs shone with fury as he stomped around his room. He hated his brother so much. Words couldn't really describe how much he hated Vanitas. He didn't know who he hated more. His father or Vanitas.
Sora stomped over to his bed and threw himself down on the large four-poster bed. He looked around before his eyes landed on a picture that sat on the bedside table. Sora slowly moved his hand out to grasp the picture. It was a picture of himself with his mother and Vanitas. Sora was around four in the picture and Vanitas was around six years old. Sora sat on his mother's knees with a huge grin on his face and Vanitas stood at the side of their mother with a small smile of his face as their mother's arm was wrapped around his waist. He would avenge his mother some day and he would bring about the end of his father's tyrannical rule. He may be a dreamer but he would do this. He had to.
Okay That Is Chapter One. Please Tell Me What You Think About This