Wreck of Destiny
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hi everybody! This is my first fanfiction, so I hope you enjoy it! I"ll try to update it as much as possible, but I am busy with school this semester, so we shall see! Reviews are appreciated of course, in fact I will encourage them. I want your responses!
Chapter I – Prologue
It was a very calm day on the open seas, the sun approaching high noon. Floating on the pristine water lay a family on the deck of their private yacht, basking in intense sunrays, soaking up all of the energy it had to offer: turning their skin the colour of a perfectly cooked croissant.
There could not have been a better day for it either, for not a cloud was in sight, the wind non-existent. It was as if nature was at peace with itself, as the yacht gently rolled with the waves, the smell of sea-salt fresh in the air.
The only people on the yacht were a rich businessman, his wife, and their 16 year-old son, Sora. He was forced to go on the week-long vacation with his parents, to Radiant Garden, for "quality family time". He was spending all of his energy being upset and trying to ignore his parents, for dragging him along, wasting the already numbered days he has to spend on his Destiny Islands with his best friend, Roxas. It was already mid-July, and so far the summer had been uneventful.
The day before, Sora and his best friend Roxas were relaxing on the white sands of their playful island, in the middle of one of their infamous BS sessions:
"So Sora, your parents are taking you to Radiant Garden?" Roxas mocked, throwing in a smirk for good measure: "Try not to have too much fun without me hmm?"
"Roxas, we've already been over how I feel about it, so would you mind just laying off?" Sora snapped back.
"Fine," he laughed whole-heartedly, "you know I'm only kidding around."
"Yeah, I know, it is just that I don't really want to go. I would rather stay here and play with you, relaxing on the beach, sparring and such."
"Well don't let your sour mood prevent you from having fun, family time is important too." Roxas stated.
Sora knew all to well what was coming next, and he couldn't help put letting out a very small grin, as he let Roxas continue.
"And I also hear that Radiant Garden has the most grandiose and awe-inspiring structures! Making our Destiny Islands seem insignificant in comparison…" Roxas' voice trailed off at the end, as he muttered something.
"What was that Roxas? I couldn't hear what you said at the end there, you muttered something right?" Sora prodded, knowing his boisterous friend would answer.
"Hey I didn't ask for you to be a smart-ass Sora, all you had to do was ask." Roxas chided Sora, but as usual, only in a playful voice. "I said '…they make our girls seem insignificant in comparison too', but you don't care about that right?"
"Haha, good one Roxas. Always gotta just jab, jab, jab at me eh? Well fine. I never said that I wasn't attracted to women, I just said that I wasn't attracted to any women here."
"Alright, if you say so. If you happen to find a nice one, don't forget about ol' Roxas, or else I'll hunt you both down and kill you muahahah-"
"Okay, okay, enough wise-cracks from you today Roxas, I'm off to go home and pack my bags, have some dinner, do some more useless thought into why I don't want to go on the trip… See you in a week!"
With that, Sora dragged his body up off of the sand, feeling a myriad of effects: Light-headedness, tingling limbs, and a sudden chill from no longer being on the enticing sands. "Man we've got to move around more when talking on the beach." It was at this point that Sora realized he and Roxas had been lying in the same position in the sand lazily talking for hours.
Sora strolled over to his rowboat, which he tied up at the dock, and made the five-minute journey back to his personal dock in his backyard. His dock was perfectly built, as if Mother Nature herself put it jutting into the ocean.
He was getting home just in time for dinner, at his families giant house. It had a huge wrap around porch, white-washed siding, and palm trees all around.
His dinner was boring; he tried to appear unenthused to his parents, even more then usual since his parents were eagerly chatting away about how much fun the trip would be. It almost made him feel sick, how they thought he would enjoy the trip just because they were happily talking about it. He excused himself from the table early, surprising his mom since he didn't even finish his food, and went up to his room and pack. He quickly packed, and not entirely sure of what to put in just threw in the stuff he thought he'd need. He brought a picture of Roxas and himself relaxing on the beach, his favourite clothes, and a Paopu fruit, just in case Roxas was right about finding any girls – the Paopu fruit is said to intertwine the lives of those who share one. Finally done packing, he went to bed, trying his hardest to still be upset about being forced on the trip, but to no avail, his resolve weary from the day.
he knew was that she had to meet him.
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So what did you think? I'd love to hear from you! What's that you say? I know, I know... Yes, I do need to work on my dialogue and pacing/length. I feel like they are both large flaws I have.