The Key of Destiny— Prologue
The air shifted slightly as the unconscious body of a man was consumed by a swirling mass of darkness. A second man with a blindfold covering his eyes looked over the scene, a look of content on his face. His long silver hair dripped with sweat, a Keyblade was clutched loosely in his right hand. The mad tore his eyes away from the body as a small blonde girl joined him, her voice was low as she spoke, "Are you sure this was a good idea? I mean there are other ways."
"It was what is necessary. He was using you to get what he wanted. Sure it was what we wanted, but now he's out of the way. We call the shots. If we let him continue, the Organization would be breathing down our backs. They already sent one, and in my opinion, he was incompetent, it won't be much longer until they send more, ones who are much more able…"
The blonde looked away from the sliver haired man and gazed upon the now empty floor. "He's been completely consumed," she whispered softly. "Hey where are you going?"
The man paused, halfway to the door. "We need to take over as soon as possible so he doesn't realize what's going on. You wanted to convince him that this is what he needs to do, so let's do it."
"I didn't mean—" the blonde started.
"I know, but all this planning is necessary; we need to keep the charade up. You wanted him to do this willingly therefore we need to convince him now. They have an agenda and don't care if he's alive or not. 'Eliminate the traitor' are the orders. We're here to make sure that doesn't happen."
She stared at him, shaking slightly, but nodded. "Alright, but be careful, I can't lose him again." Her eyes fell to the floor, eyes closed in a pain that she, as herself, would never feel.
The man slowly made his way back toward his female companion, reaching out to wrap his arms around her thin frame. "He loves him doesn't he?" he asked softly, compassion filling his words.
She nodded, still shaking. "Just because we're their Nobodies doesn't mean we were meant to be. It is what it is I suppose." She said her next words slowly, choosing them carefully. "I am happy for him, even though circumstances logically should be different. Even without hearts you would think that there would be some attraction but as far as I can tell, its one sided." She sighed and added, "Whatever, it is what it is. Go on and do what it is you need to do. I can handle my own problems."
The man nodded, and left.
When his footsteps had faded away, the blonde face twisted into a cruel smirk. This was going to be easier than she thought.
Who knew that getting revenge would be so simple?
That is the end of the Prologue. I think it should be pretty obvious who these two characters are, even if I didn't tell you there names. Starting in Chapter 1, the point of view is going to shift to Roxas, the main character. Please let me know what you think; anyone who can accurately guess who the two characters killed gets a preview of the first Chapter.
Much love,
The Masked Butterfly