Allow me to say this first. This will follow the plot of KH for the most part. HOWEVER! It was be radically different in practice. First of all, the Dark One's group, Council of Kratos, will be involved. Not heavily at first, but they will eventually become a threat. Second, there will be a new party member or two. I won't say who. Don't want to spoil too much. Finally, things will change way more after KH1. Again, not to spoil too much, but new worlds, revisiting a few old ones, some plots may change and some 'new' characters. Look forward to those. Anything else, Starknight? Or should we get this started?
Yes let us begin, from a point where all seems reasonable but yet mysterious, we'd like to introduce you to a new path forward in Kingdom Hearts...let us start from the beginning...
Damon awoke in an unknown place. It was dark, dismally so. Darkness flooded his vision as light beneath him shined revealing a woman with skin as white as snow, black hair and a yellow dress biting into an apple.
Well that's something...
"So much to do... so little time..." A high pitched voice spoke. "Take your time. Don't be afraid." A brighter light shone in the haze. "The door is still shut. Now, step forward. Can you do it?" Demon looked around the area.
Can I? Sure, will I... if I can move my feet...
He walked into the light, standing in the center of the platform as it faded. However, it appeared in three more places, with small pedestals appearing where they shone. The objects appeared on them.
A shield... a staff... and a sword...
"Power sleeps within you..." The voice spoke again. "If you give it form... it will give you strength. Choose well."
Well obviously I'm going for the fucking sword...
Damon took a step forward to reach for the blade, jumping up to claim it is. "The power of a warrior. Invincible courage. A sword of terrible destruction," the mysterious voice explained. "Is this the power you seek?"
Ummm to what end?
Damon hesitated, holding the blade in his hands. It was a typical blade, a golden cross shaped guard with a red jewel in the center, the jewel marked by three connected circles in, what the man thought, looked like an odd mouse head.
This feels right...
The sword flashed and disappeared from his hands. "Your path is set. Now, what will you give up in exchange?" A staff with topped by the same circles in blue and a red and black shield with what, at this point, was the same crest on the center.
Wait why do I have to give something up? I can take both the sword and shield, can't I?
The moment he tried, the voice spoke again. "The power of a guardian. Kindness to aid friends. A shield to repel all. You give up this power?"
Hell no, you fucking Ominous voice!
Damon tossed the shield back and picked up the staff. "The power of the mystic. Inner strength. A staff of wonder and ruin. You give up this power?"
Can I not pick up both Sword and Shield? I'd feel better if I could, just take the staff just give me the shield!
The staff flashed and disappeared. "You've chosen the power of the warrior. You've given up the power of the mystic. Is this the form you chose?" The voice asked, apparently not giving him the choice for both.
… Do I really want to go into battle without a shield?
The red eyed man sighed and shook his head, the sword and staff resetting as he grabbed the shield and took the staff. "You've chosen the power of the guardian. You've given up the power of the mystic. Is this the form you chose?" The voice asked.
Uh no I want the sword...
Damon thought about it for a moment slinking his way over to the sword, prepared to grab it as well.
Oh yeah sure I accept it...
The shield disappeared and the pedestals tilted, sinking into the ground as the ground around the teen broke.
OH, YOU ASSHOLE! Now I can't attack!
He fell into the darkness, eventually landing on a purple platform of a woman in a blue dress and blonde hair. The sword appeared in his hands. He stared at it for several long, grueling minutes before mentally blowing up.
YOU- WHERE IS MY SHIELD?! I WANT BOTH SWORD AND SHIELD! I'M A MOTHER FUCKING KNIGHT!
"You've gained the power to fight," the high-pitched voice told him. Damon gave the blade a few experimental swings, testing the weight.
I ALREADY COULD SWING MY WEAPON, LOOK AT ME SWINGING MY WEAPON!
"All right! You got it! Use this power to protect yourself and others."
YOU'RE NOT MY DAD!
A small, black creature with yellow eyes and antenna emerged from the ground. It hardly came up to his shin, but the claws it had were no joke. "There will be times you have to fight. Keep your light burning strong."
OOOooooh a walking ant!
Two more appeared, all three of them rising from the ground to come up to his knee in humanoid form.
Easy boys...er...girls? ...ummm things?
One of them jumped up and slashed at him with its claws, leaving a small wound that drew blood.
OW, MOTHER HUMPER!
Damon gripped his sword as he hit the creature in the head with the pommel of the sword. He followed up with a downward slash and a spinning strike, the creature dissolving and dropping a few small green orbs. The creatures retreated into the floor, disappearing. Out of sheer curiosity or stupidity, the teen approached the green orb and it flew into him, bypassing his flesh and going into his body.
SWORD STRIKE SAVE ME FROM GREEN MENACES!
He suddenly noticed whatever the thing was, it sealed up his cuts slightly. And that was only one of them. That thing, whatever it was, sped up the body's natural healing process significantly.
Whoa... this... feels... GOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDD! MORE, GIVE ME THE GREEN ORBS OF HEALTH!
He ran into the other two, the wound healing completely. "Behind you!" The unseen voice shouted in warning, another creature appearing behind him.
Whoa, hello!
The moment he focused on the one, three more appeared around it. Two of them left with the first to attack Damon, the last one approaching.
Any more helpful advice not Dad?
His hesitation got him cut up. Twice. The first one somehow managed to leap over him.
I'm going to kick your squishy head in!
Damon butchered the creatures in a few swings, turning his attention to another leaping shadow thingy and parrying the strike with his own swing before crushing its head under his shoe. It took a surprising amount of force considering its size compared to him, taking most of his effort to do it properly.
Hey this is getting easier!
The last one sank into the ground behind him, leaving a murky black spot on the ground. Several more started to crop up around the platforms, until eventually it appeared under Damon and started to swallow him up.
GOOP, BLACK GOOP! DISGUSTING SLUDGE!
He eventually woke up flailing on a predominantly red colored platform, though there was no woman this time. Just three white hearts and fancy patterns in and around them.
TURN THAT LIGHT DOWN! STOP WITH THIS UTTER BULL SHIT! WHERE'S THE FUCKING EXIT?!
A transparent door was on the far side of the platform, illuminated by a weak beam of light.
FREEDOM AT LAST!
He attempted to barrel through the door, despite the obvious handles on it, and ended up tripping up when he got to it, landing flat on his face as he fell through it. A chest appeared near the ledge of the platform behind him, colored in red and gold.
What's this?! A box! Can I break it?!
No matter how many times he tried to stomp on it, throw it or jump on it, the damn chest didn't even dent. But it didn't look locked either, so Damon decided to do the next best thing; hit it with his weapon and pray for the best.
Okay Box... MEET YOUR MOTHER FUCKING MAKER! THE FACTORY LINE HERE YOU GO!
His body seemed to suddenly rebel against him and he lightly tapped it twice. The chest sprang open like it had just been whipped by a barbed whip. And out of the chest came a beam of light, which turned into... another box. Easily Damon's size with a few stars on each side. And the door hadn't changed at all. He stared at it blankly for a few moments. And then... he snapped.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?
He whaled on the crate in rage, the thing almost exploding in a mere three hits. And, somehow, the wood disappeared as it hit the floor.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!
Leaving a tiny box behind that leapt into his hands and turned into a small glass orb filled with the green stuff from earlier. After that, the door frame became solid. However, a barrel appeared not too far away.
HUAAHH! MINE MINE MINE!
No matter how many times he hit the barrel, the damn thing wouldn't break. "Uh... maybe you should throw it," the voice finally suggested.
FUCK YOU NOT DAD!
Despite his thoughts, Damon conceded and picked up the barrel, throwing it off the platform. There was a small jingle as it passed what would have been the ground, and the door finally finished materializing. The teen wasted no time rushing to the door and pulling it open, letting a blinding light fill the area.
MY EYES! MY EYES! GOD IN HEAVEN!
When the light finally cleared and his eyes adjusted, he saw he was on a well-known platform from his tropical home of Destiny Islands, on the island all the kids enjoyed hanging out. This one in particular was the largest, known for where parties were usually centered. His 'friends' Tidus, Wakka and Selphie were all around him, each at a different point.
What's up losers!?
It was only then he noticed that Selphie was on the guard rail behind him, Tidus was in a corner with his back to the sea, and Wakka was... blocking the only way out that didn't involve him breaking his legs on the way down. "Hold on," the voice spoke. "The door won't open yet. First, tell me more about yourself."
Tell me about myself...what kind of question is this? Am I being punked?!
He sighed and walked over to Tidus first. "What are you afraid of?" The spikey haired brunette asked Damon. Three things immediately popped to mind; getting old, being different, and being indecisive.
"Green, no blue!" Damon answered.
"… What are you afraid of?" Tidus asked again. The same three things popped to mind.
"No wait, I got it definitely; pink! Afraid of it!" Damon nodded crossing his arms and gave a smile, waiting for this nightmare to be over.
"What are you afraid of?" Tidus asked for the third time. The same three damn things popped into Damon's head.
Damon just grabbed him by the collar throwing him off the edge, clapping the dust off his hands before turning around. "What are you afraid of?" Tidus's damned voice asked again. And, as trending, the same three fears popped into Damon's head.
"Fine! Fine, fuck it! Fine! WEREWOLF QUEEN! " Damon snapped at him.
"What are you afraid of?"
"I ain't afraid of nothing...well...almost nothing, but it ain't on that list! You can't make me look like a little bitch!" Damon yelled up in the sky.
"… Being indecisive? Is that really so scary?" Tidus asked.
"What...?" Damon asked. Damon quickly spartan kicked Tidus off the edge. He then started walking toward Selphie... only to be hit in the head with Tidus's wooden stick.
"Excuse me? Bitch I have a fucking sword!" Demon waved it in front of his face.
"What's most important to you?" Selphie asked, him. Another three choices came to mind; Being number one, friendship, and his prized possessions.
"Uh buh, buh, one moment..." Damon said to Selphie. "Apologize like...right now or I'll cleave off your head..." Damon said to Tidus. Tidus said nothing. Only staring, like a very realistic mannequin. "I'm going to count to three... and Three..." Damon swiped at the figure. Hearing a satisfied slice, he turned around to face Selphie. Only for the Tidus figure to smack him full force on the head again, completely intact.
Damon turned around like a stone on a swirling platform, only to swipe his stick from him and smack him on the head. "This is fun, I mean... I'm having fun... are you having fun? Because I can keep doing this all day..." Damon said smacking his head several times until he broke the stick on top of his head.
"What's most important to you?" Selphie asked him again. The same three options, friendship, being number one and his prized possessions, came to mind again.
Damon turned around to meet Selphie. "Uh...geeze now that is a tough one... all three..." Damon said with a nod.
"What's most important to you?" She asked again.
"I said...All three, prized possessions make me number one, and being number one, gets me friendship." Damon replied.
The high pitched voice sighed. "Just pick one and you'll be able to wake up soon."
"Hey, Hey! No! No! I picked it, all three! I mean Christ, all three of those are kind of important to me! I mean we live in a civilization of complete and utter capitalism, money, laundering, and warfare... " Damon explained.
"But of all three, which do you treasure most?" Selphie asked him.
"Listen voice... or God? That's like the Holy trinity to me, all three in a natural triangle..." Damon said to the voice.
"Would you rather I pick for you?" The voice asked.
"Okay, Okay, meet me half way at being number one and friendship..." Damon bargained. "Cause that's kind of my motto. Otherwise I'll start causing problems and making noises... and you don't want me to do that..." Damon said to the voice.
"Go ahead. You're the one who has to live with the sunburn when you wake up," it challenged him.
"I like the sun! Fun in the sun, earning lots of Munny, weighs a killer ton!" Damon began to sing.
This went on for several moments before Damon felt his skin begin to sting a little. "You do realize you're asleep on the beach right now, right?"
"I bet your sanity is going to break before I cook!" Damon said to the voice.
Selphie broke his train of thought. "Is being number one such a big deal?"
"Whoa, whoa, what the fuck man!? I brokered for two!" Damon snapped at the voice.
Wakka asked the third question. "What do you want outta life?" Three options, again. To see rare sights, to broaden his own horizons, and to be strong.
"Hey you can't do that! That's cheating! Cheating! Filthy CHEATER!" Damon barked up in the sky.
"So was trying to take the sword and the shield," the voice pointed out.
"I can't block with just a sword, what you want me to get hit with an arrow?! I sacrificed the staff for the fucking shield! Come on give me some room to grow here! Or else... I don't know who you are, I don't know what you want, if it's money you're after, I am a man of means... I don't know why I just told you that... but if you stop with this shit right now, that'll be the end of it, continue to piss me off and I will find you and I will eat your cereal..." Damon warned.
"I'm a king. I literally have a treasury. Guards. And a castle. People I rule over. I dare you to find me and eat my cereal."
"Oh thanks for giving me a hint of who and what you are, saves me from killing a old man behind a book case..." Damon argued.
"I can't. It's your path setting," the voice replied.
"Wait … hold on I just realized something... I'm asleep right?" Damon asked the voice.
"You can't wake yourself up, you have no control."
"No it's my fucking Dream! I'll just call for some help, and then beat your ass!" Damon walked over to the tree.
"… Do you intend to beat something you can't even see?" The voice asked him. "How... why... just..."
Damon took his sword and started to bash the tree repeatedly. "MARY HAD A LITTLE LAMB! LITTLE LAMB LITTLE LAMB!" Damon sung obnoxiously.
"To be strong, huh?" Wakka asked him, not at all disturbed by Damon's antics.
"Hey, no you have to give me two on this, and it'll go a lot faster!" Damon barked at the voice.
"You're afraid of being indecisive. You want to be number one. You want to become strong. Your adventure begins in the dead of night. Your road won't be easy, but a rising sun awaits you at your journey's end.
Damon just glared at the sky. "Dude, I fucking hate you..." Demon groaned at the voice.
"The day you will open the door is both far off and very near." A blinding light brought him to a red platform with a blonde woman with a purple dress holding a rose to her bosom, thorns all around her.
"That is so fucking contradictive that it made no fucking sense, I'll see you in Hell..." Damon seethed, now hating this voice with an immense passion, that he almost forgot about Tidus...Almost.
Why would she want thorns around her picture?! It looks like she's laying on a bed of thorned roses!
A swarm of the black creatures surrounded him, prompting him to take his blade out again.
Come to Daddy little blobs with golden eyes!
Slicing through three of them, one jumped on Damon, as he grabbed it and put it in a somewhat choke hold biting his antennas.
I'll yank these off you little shit!
Minutes passed as he tore the creatures apart before they were, finally, all dead. Another light shone down, this time leaving a small pool of white behind.
Okay now what?!
He stopped over to it and jumped around, though it didn't do much to the pool, he did feel his wounds knit together and his energy restore while he was in the circle, and he actually felt safe and calm inside of it. The light moved forward, creating a stained-glass pathway that winded upwards to a yellow platform after it left the one he was currently on, but hey! At least the pool stayed in place.
Damon just glared out in a grouch seeing this was playing with him, he sat down criss crossing his legs, putting the sword on his lap, before crossing his arms against his chest.
I'm not fucking moving until I get some sort of incentive...
"You get to leave after you finish what's on that platform," the voice stated.
Nope not good enough, you better give me some sort of fucking item or I'm not moving my ass up those stairs to fight more shadows.
A pretty stone fell on his head, bouncing off and landing on the flat of his sword.
What is this?
"It's worth fifty Munny. You want more? I can keep dropping them."
Damon tossed it up in his hands before throwing it off the edge.
Oh I'm sorry but you said no prized possessions, I'm fucking number one you ominous, squeaky voiced asshole!
"…" More stones started to pelt him, each one a tad bit larger than the last.
What no items? No ether? No Elixer?
"… There's ten Megalixers one the yellow platform," the voice told him.
Damon got up before collecting the Munny really quick.
If you are fucking lying, then I'm jumping off that platform and force my mind to wake up...
"You can't. There's walls."
Oh okay then I'll fall on my sword, oh yeah sharp objects...
"It doesn't hurt you."
You got to be shitting me... okay I can just let these things kill me if you want, I can do this all day, fuck the sunburns...
"They can't. You literally can't wake up until the dream ends. You're basically in a coma."
God, if you're listening please smite this asshole! It'd be a load of favors... Or you know what I'm going to start singing and running around with the sword like a drunk idiot, maybe I'll jump up and down, but there better be ten mega elixirs or there is going to be problems.
He walked up to the yellow platform and, what a surprise, a woman in a dress was the centerpiece. In a yellow dress and with brown hair to be precise.
Wow she's pretty...
Damon ran up to the mouth piece.
Grant me my wish maiden...
Damon kissed the glass stained picture hoping she'd grant a wish to him.
Unfortunately... "The closer you get to the light, the stronger your Shadow becomes..." Sure enough, a giant black shadow of him was stretching across the floor.
What you want me to make a shadow puppet...shadooww WHAT THE FUCK?!
It rose up like the others, only tendrils blocked its face, save for the eyes. It towered over him by at least two or three stories. "But don't be afraid..." Damon attempted to run away, almost fall off the platform's edge. "And don't forget..." A flat yet crumpled foot touched the ground as the creature finished forming, a gaping heart shaped hole in its chest.
Wait why am I running I can't die! FOR HONOR ASSHOLE... AND GREEN ORBS OF GOOD FEELING HEALTH!
Damon ran to the creature slicing at the creature's foot.
I DON'T HAVE FUCKING HAIR ASSHOLE! THIS SHADOW IS A LIE!
Damon stabbed the thing in the leg and started to climb up the leg holding his sword in his mouth by the handle.
I Killed a shark bigger than this... this has nothing on me...
"I somehow doubt that."
Damon's eyes were blood shot, gripping the squishy material nearing neck, jumped up and hacked in to his head. With a mighty shake, the creature flung him off and to the ground. Then, accumulating some kind of power into its hand, it reared back and plunged it into the ground.
Now...Now I'm mad...
It missed Damon, but more of the littler creatures spawned from a dark pool that grew around the hand.
Ah so you are shadow making factory of these ant shadows...ok...now you have to die!
Damon jumped on his hand slicing up his skin before plunging his blade in to his head ignoring the tendrils. The giant grabbed Damon and threw him, the teen barely able to save himself from falling off again.
You asshole... you fucking lied...again...
The creature got on its knees and leaned back, the hole in its chest glowing before it started to fire off projectiles that homed in on Damon.
THAT'S IT!
Damon screamed in his mind charging the thing slicing his tenants on its feet, before scaling its arm, and getting back on his head. Damon started to slice through the tendrils hacking at its head.
DIE! WHY WON'T YOU DIE?! JUST DIE! DIE! DIE!
Minutes passed of him repeating the process, killing the little ones for green orbs when he needed to, before the unimaginable happened; his weapon disappeared and he was forced to dodge an attack. The creature plunged another fist into the ground along with the first.
OH YOU SQUEAKY VOICED ASSHOLE! FINE I'LL BASH HIS FUCKING HEAD IN WITH MY FOOT!
Darkness pooled from the creature's hands, beginning to encompass the platform. "- But don't be afraid."
I'm not!
Damon struggled crawling through the darkness, trying to grab the creature's hand. "You hold the mightiest weapon of all."
My brawn!
Damon tried to yank himself on top of the fist, but the darkness had pulled him in too deep to do anything. "So don't forget:" The darkness started to swallow Damon's head. "You are the one who will open the door."
I'm so kicking the door in to your house and beating you with that door knob...
Damon awoke to the sound of seagulls and waves lapping at the sand of the beach, the sun bearing down on him as he let out a loud yawn. Damon scratched his scar on his face, rubbing it while feeling a slight burn. "Can't wake myself up my ass..." Damon groaned, before he scratched his scalp knocking off the sand sticking to his skin. And then a red-haired girl with blue eyes, around the same age as him, leaned down to look him in his face.
Damon had his eyes closed smacking his lips getting the sleeping taste out of his mouth. "Damon, you lazy bum, wake up," the girl teased him.
Damon's crimson eyes shot open jumping forward clonking her head and went in to defensive action judo throwing her over his shoulders. "NO MORE NIGHTMARES!" Damon exclaimed in panic.
"Ah!" The girl shrieked as she hit the sand.
"Oh...shit..." Damon's eyes widened as he kneeled down. "Oh sorry Kairi..." Damon said in a awkward tone.
"Jeeze... I knew I'd find you snoozing down here... but I didn't think you were that on edge..." The girl groaned.
"Yeah well when there is an ominous squeaky voice telling me I can't wake up, or will not give me my... Oh that son of a bitch... where is my Mega-Elixers..." Damon looked around on his body. Potion, check. Megalixers... not so much.
Kairi knocked him on the head. "Are you still dreaming?"
Damon emptied his pockets to find tons of Pretty Stones from the dream. "AH HA!" Damon said, looking up in the sky. "I'M GOING TO FIND YOU!" Damon snapped at the sky.
"Yeah, sure," Kairi dismissed him, walking to the shore line. Despite all the sand, her white and purple tank top and skirt were fine, same with her shoes, socks and the yellow wrist bands she wore.
Damon sighed as he was about to follow but, heard the whoosh of a familiar red stick...
…..Tidus...
A loud thud sounded from besides Damon. "And you called me lazy," Shad sighed, rubbing one of his green eyes sleepily. "Yet, I'm the only one grabbing the wood for the raft."
"One moment Shad..." Damon said rushing up to the dock, and tackling Tidus in to the water.
"Woah! What the hell, Damon?" The spiky haired boy asked in confusion.
Damon yanked the stick from him breaking it on his own leg. "HIT ME WITH THAT AGAIN, I'LL BREAK YOUR NEW ONE OVER YOUR FAT HEAD!" Demon snapped, crawling out of the pool of water, like nothing happened and brushed off the water. "I'm sorry you were saying?" Damon asked Shad.
"… Do I want to know?" The black haired teen asked, brushing his slightly curly hair out of his eyes.
"One...I hate the silent game... two when you go off to talk to someone, you do not, hit that person in the head with a fucking pole... or magically reappear after being thrown off the tree house..." Damon explained, while picking up the wood.
"Kairi?" Shad differed to the female of their trio.
"He had a nightmare," she explained.
"Ah. So, I guess I'm the only one working on raft then?"
"It wasn't a nightmare... it was a what the fuck do you call those things that happen to you in that other dimension and actually have those injuries...`or items...`" Damon asked while mumbling on the items.
"…" Shad knocked on his friend's head. "Dude. Wake up. We have work to do."
"I just tackled Tidus in the water, don't make me hit you with the log... there is a mystery a foot... and I intend to find out what..." Damon thought for a good long moment.
"Yeah. And it lies beyond those waves," Shad pointed out, pointing to the ocean.
"Some asshole King who owes me Ten Mega-Elixers..." He glared at the sky.
"Damon... please... we have to get the rest of the things man," Shad sighed.
"Easy, easy, I got this!" He groaned picking up the logs on the sand.
"Right... I'll race you guys to the other side of the island!" Kairi challenged them.
Damon strapped the logs on to his back. "Nah, we got work to do, right Shad?" Damon asked kicking a coconut in to the water.
The resident mischief maker was already half way across the beach, Kairi rushing past Damon.
Those two...
Damon just tracked his way before running forward past Kairi, and catching up to Shad. Unfortunately, the black haired teen was always the more nimble and fleet footed of the trio and won without much more effort, even with the added weight of the log. "Hah... hah... that was fun," Shad smiled, relieving his friend of the log. "Alright. Kairi should know what else we need. I'll get this with the rest of the stuff."
"Eggs, cocunuts... logs, drinkable water... but dude we'll die like of malnutrition... in three days ha...so, I'm going to go grab some fruit ...maybe citrus..." Damon added something to the list.
"Makes sense. I'm going to grab us a sail after I put this with the supplies," Shad informed his friend, rubbing his eyes with his free hand. "I might take a nap after..."
And they call me Lazy!
"Yeah sure... but first to go terrorize the island by beating their asses." Damon heart half joked.
Shad shrugged and took out a wooden knife. "You going to watch? Might as well make a show of it." The trouble maker twirled his weapon in his fingers, a bored look on his face.
"I'm going to throw those punks in to the Ocean..." Damon groaned pulling out his wooden sword.
Oh right...this piece of shit, like this is going to hurt anyone – OW! SPLINTER!
Damon waved his left hand feeling the wooden splinter, before sucking on his finger spitting out the fragment. "Forgot to polish the wood again?" Shad teased, whistling for the other three.
"It's wood, it ain't metal, I'd be doing myself a service for a metal pole..." He argued with Shad.
"That splinter say otherwise."
"Fourth Sword this week..." Damon grumbled, not wanting to talk about polishing his weapon.
"Yo, what's up- oooooh nooooo..." Wakka groaned seeing Shad and Damon with weapons out. "Please tell me you two are going to spar..."
"Warm up..." Damon smiled, throwing down his sword, cracking his knuckles.
"If you're going to fight, I'm not going to bother... fighting and beating the same people got boring long ago," Shad shrugged, putting his wood weapon away and heading for one of the structures.
"Pucker up..." Damon stated initiating the fight, followed by Wakka flying into a tree. Damon shook his right fist, seeing he sent him flying, while Wakka was recovering a coconut fell from the tree smacking him on the head.
That was fun now, skipping Selphie and Trisket eating Tidus...
Shad sighed seeing his brother in all but blood pick another fight with the three. "How boring..." He sighed, climbing the ladder to one of the few shaded rooms.
"Okay rules guys! No whining after I hand you your asses and send them back to your mommies..." Damon yelled at them as they surrounded him, he stood tall in his Red and black digital camo jacket, grey cargo pants, and a red t-shirt, with black combat boots.
Shad untied his light, navy blue hoodie from his waist as he got into the room the cloth they were using for a sail was, laying it on the ground like a pillow and laying down on the ground. "… I wonder what the new worlds will hold?" He asked himself tiredly as sleep started to take him. He stared up at the ceiling in discontent. Ever since Kairi came to the islands, the thought of new worlds kept whirling in his head. He wanted to see them so bad that he suggested the raft to his best friends.
It's so boring here now... there's nothing to do. Spar with Damon and the others, play at the ocean, go home, go to school... rinse and repeat. I want to leave this place with my friends, find new things... hell, maybe even meet someone. Gods know that every girl I know slavers over Damon damn near constantly.
His eyes drifted close as the fighting stopped, leaving the sound of crashing waves.
But I won't lie... I don't think I'll ever not miss this place... the ocean... the smell of the sea... the waves...
Shad finished passing out, curling up slightly as his dream began.
The young man found himself on a stained-glass platform, though it wasn't anything special. It was composed of patterns in blacks, whites, purples and oranges. His surroundings were lit by small floating orbs that drifted away when he tried to touch them. "You've kept me waiting quite a while..." A smooth, masculine voice echoed.
"Who are you?" Shad asked firmly, looking around the area. Outside of the platform, the rest of the area was a voice.
"Patience... you'll meet me soon enough. But it's about time you started becoming... aware of the power you've been blessed with." Three pillars arose in a triangle, revealing a standard mage's staff, a buckler and a katana. "Each of these represents an aspect of power you were born with... but be careful. You must be willing to give something up in order to take another."
Shad could see what each represented the moment he laid eyes on them. "Physical power and speed... magic... and defense. Hm..." Shad grabbed the katana, taking a spool of fishing line and tying it to the hilt before tossing back up in into it floating pedestal.
"Oh?" The mysterious voice asked as the teen leapt up to the staff, taking hold of it before pulling the katana to him. "Hehe... how clever. So, you'd abandon defense for absolute power then?"
"Magic is more useful than guarding," Shad reasoned. "As long as you have the energy, you can cast spells that lessen, nullify or even repel attacks. If I take a bit more damage in return, it's a small price to pay... if they can even hit me, that is. And that brings up my next point, at least with power outside of magic and dodging I can hold my own until my magic is restored"
"Hehe... very true. Very well then." The three objects disappeared, and Shad felt an unknown power fill him. "Now then... let's see what you're capable of." A creature that looked like a small knight appeared, sporting red claws and a helm that was partially open to reveal a pair of golden eyes. "Fight it. Or you yourself will be killed."
The creature reared back for an attack, only for Shad to dodge the leaping kick and attack with the katana. His blade struck true, cleaving off an arm before he followed up with a downward strike, hitting the fidgety creature and making it disappear in a cloud of smoke. "Good... so you have the will to fight. Let us continue." The lights shone brightly and Shad found himself back on the island beach. "You can attack, sure... you can dodge just fine. But tell me... how good are your instincts?" The trouble maker of Destiny Islands heard a rustle in the bushes and leapt to the side. A powerful blast left a crater where he was just standing. "Good..."
"Where the hell even am I?" Shad growled, brushing sand off his jeans. "I know I'm on the island. No one there can use magic. Hell, I don't know if magic is even real outside of here!"
"Oh, it's real..." The voice stated and Shad felt a chill go down his spine. "And you have more than enough to be a threat to your dear 'brother.' But, it seems our time is up... I'll see you again." Shad felt a searing pain from his back as something was driven through his stomach and his consciousness was torn from the dream.
Shad shot up from the floor, panting for breath. "What... what the hell was that place?" He asked himself, taking down the cloth for a sail and looking to the beach. A hand lingered to where he was impaled and winced.
Back on the beach Shad saw Selphi, Wakka, Tridus on the beach dazed and wounded. "Come on guys that was barely anything worthwhile!" Damon sneered.
"Not fair, man..." Wakka groaned. "We don't got Shad with us this time..."
Damon was bouncing Wakka's blitz ball on his hand before dropping it on his head. "You know I think I'll keep this ball!" Demon cheered bouncing it on top of his head multiple times.
"Yeah... at least Shad with the three of us stands a chance..." Tidus muttered. "That and you broke my weapon earlier..."
"Correction I broke all three of your spares just a few seconds ago, mental much? Derp..." Damon pointed out to a small fire pit made out of his red sticks.
"Hey!" Shad shouted, tossing the cloth to Damon as he walked by. "You take this to Kairi. I need to... think about a few things. I'll be by the crooked tree."
"Sure thing!" Damon yelled back, while Selphie fell over tied in a knot by her own skip rope. "You see this is what happens to people who use their skip rope like a whip..." Damon said crouching down to look at Selphie.
"No fair!" She shouted, struggling to undo the knot. "Come on! Untie my rope! … Please?"
"Well since you said please..." Damon said as he tore the wires a part letting the shredded rope to fall to the ground.
Tears welled up in her eyes at the sight of her broken toy. "You... you just... why?"
"Dude... not cool..." Wakka hissed.
Damon dropped fifty Munny down by her. "There go buy one made out of steel wiring..." Damon ordered.
Selphie sniffled and took the Munny, sulking off to the docks with Wakka and Tidus. However, the last of the trio turned back to Damon, a grave look in his eyes. "One of these days, Damon... you're going to pay for being such a jerk to your 'friends.'" The spiky haired boy turned away and ran to catch up with his friends.
"Round two you say?!" Damon shot over to Tidus.
"Damon!" Kairi shouted over to him, waving her arm for attention. "Shad just dropped off the rest of the supplies! Do you have the sail?"
"Uh yeah..." Damon waved the cloth.
"Good!" The sky began to turn orange. "Looks like the day's ending... wanna go watch the sunset at the tree?" Kairi asked, pointing to the small island to the side. Shad was already sitting on the trunk, lost in thought.
"Sure! Later guys, I'll challenge you bunch tomorrow!" Damon cheered rushing over to Kairi.
The two went through the small building the adults made a long time ago to get to a higher level on the island, then crossed the bridge to Shad. "Yo. Was wondering when you'd get here," the other boy in their trio greeted them, biting into an apple.
"Well I had to make nice with the commoners... you know all that sort of stuff..." Damon argued.
"Yeah... so, you guys just going to stand there? Plenty of tree for the two of you." Shad slid off and leaned against the trunk.
Damon vaulted the tree only to fall over it, before attempting again, to hand on it by slumping over it. "Nice...*COUGH* View..." Damon coughed out.
"Yeah... going to miss it," Shad sighed, looking into the orange lit sea with a smile.
"We can always come back to it..." Damon reminded.
"Honestly? I don't know..." Shad's eyes turned a bit serious. "I mean... Kairi's home is out there somewhere, right? And who knows how far away that is? We'll never know until we go... and even then, will we even find our way back here?" A sense of determination came over the black haired boy. "Well, it doesn't' matter anyway. I wanna explore all the worlds I can. See what's out there other than these boring little slices of paradise."
"Sounds cool... what's the first world we run in to...?" Damon asked seeing they'd be seeing new cultures.
"Who knows?" Kairi asked, a naïve smile on her face. "It could be my home, it could be somewhere entirely different."
"We won't know until we go." Shad stood fully alert, his excitement evident. "So, let's go! We'll finish the raft and explore all of them!"
Damon nodded seeing the sunset. "Great I'll grab my stuff!" Damon cheered falling off the curved tree.
Kairi nodded her head, leaping off the tree and heading to the docks. "Hey, Damon," Shad called to his 'brother,' tossing him a star shaped fruit. "You wanted one, didn't you?" Damon looked at the star in his hands, while Shad was looking to explain the meaning of one. "You remember the legend behind these things, right? Supposedly, if you share them with someone you like, your fates are supposed to be intertwined forever."
*CHOMP...CHOMP...CHOMP...*
Damon wasn't paying attention as he was just eating on the star shaped fruit. "Huh?" Damon asked as he was savoring the flavor.
"… Figured you wanted to share one with Kairi, but that works too." Shad shrugged as he started to the docks.
"Why would I share a fruit I already just ate?" Damon asked completely oblivious to the legends.
"… Whatever. Come on, knucklehead. Night's almost here and I want to watch from my house."
"Row, Row, Row your boat, Gently down the stream! LOCK N' LOAD IN TACTIC MODE! PROUD TO BE A MARINE!" Damon sung out as he jumped in the boat and started to row without Shad. Kairi however was in the boat, smiling and giggling at her friend's antics.
"Hey, Damon! Wait for... me..." Shad let out a heavy sigh and sat on the docks. There were only two boats since Damon had gotten... creative in one of their fights, so a third was currently being built. "Guess I'm stuck here... again..." He took off his boots and socks, rolled up his pants and sat on the dock, letting his feet hang in the water.
"Night Jack ass!" Demon laughed from a distance.
Shad shot him a dirty look and looked to the moon. It was full that night and surrounded by stars. "Why do I put up with him?" He asked himself, entranced by the light. "The guy's my best friend... but he can be such a grade A douchebag... Oh well. At least the fucker treats me like everyone else, even if that's like shit."
Damon got creative with the boat as he somehow parked in a... tree, more specifically on top of a palm tree after he dropped of Kairi. "Like anyone is going to steal that..." Damon laughed moving towards his house, where he discreetly opened up his window and slithered inside. As he was chuckling at how funny he thought that day was, even if his nap infuriated him, Shad was diligently working on the raft, being the handiest of the island's 'children,' since all of them ranged from 18, like him and Kairi, to 19 like Damon. He weaved palm reeds into ropes when he ran out, strung the logs together, even set up the mast. All that was left was the sail, but that was currently used for the whole reason it was on the island in the first place; his blanket for when he was stranded on the island.
Shad laid on the mostly finished raft, staring at the night sky again as he nestled under the cloth covering. The thought crossed his mind to take the raft, leave this all behind him and explore the new worlds alone. And then he shook his head. "Damon and Kairi are friends... we've been working on this for weeks now. There's no way they'd leave me here... right?" The teen shook his head again, sleep beginning to take him. "Of course they wouldn't... Damon's a bastard, but he's not heartless..." He rested his head against his jacket, making sure to cover himself with the blanket fully, and fell asleep.
Damon slumped on his bed kicking his feet up as he watched the ships painted and carved well. "Soon... and we'll see it all..." Damon yawned before slowly drifting off to 'dream land.'
Damon found himself on the town with the sun bright and warm on his back. Damon looked around the island to see who he could find, seeing he just wanted his 'usual' dreams, rather than the... whatever that nightmare was. Shad was there, but nothing different. Just another face in the crowd, like Tidus, Wakka and Selphie.
Now where is Kairi...
Damon sunk in to the sand as he dug through the sand like a mole. "Mole King the Tyrant..." Damon joked under the sand.
"So, you're the one who dared abandon him?" A masculine voice asked from above him. Damon was no longer in the sand. He was in a level field, a single silver haired man in front of him.
"Hey! Who the fuck are you?! I'm trying to enjoy my dream here!" Damon snapped.
"Hmph... you don't seem that special..." The man clicked his tongue, placing his hand on a katana. Only...
Holy shit, that thing has to be nine feet!
"Okay I'm just going to stop you right here... This is my dream..." Damon argued, seeing he didn't know who the Hell this guy was.
"And I'm your despair." The sword flashed, and suddenly Damon's entire world was pain. "Tch... pathetic." The unarmed man's body expelled blood from every part of his body to varying degrees. "And here you probably thought you were strong... allow me to remedy that." The silver haired swordsman got into a proper battle stance.
"OW, mother fucker! I got my..." In Damon's right hand summoned his sword. "Oh, so now you appear!" Demon snapped at the sword.
"Hmph... is that all?" The unknown man asked, clearly unimpressed.
"I don't know but all I can say is fuck you!" Demon snapped, giving him the bird from his left hand. He didn't see the man move, but he was suddenly relieved of that finger.
"Huh...ow." Damon waved his hand, concentrating as smoke revealed his finger back intact. "So... apologize...like right now or I'm taking that nine foot sword right up your ass..." Damon barked.
"If you can even hit me," the unknown man taunted, not even attempting to hold a battle stance now. He was clearly mocking Damon.
"I took on things bigger than you!" Damon growled charging at the man.
The man with silver hair dodged each blow lazily. "Hmph... as have I." He then kicked Damon away. "All of them outclassed you by a large margin."
Damon landed on his back in the sand. "You know I was trying to have a good dream here, couldn't you at least pay me the decent respect to allow me to have a nice sleep and a good dream after some fuck wit with a squeaky irritating voice decided to ruin my nap?" Damon asked the man.
"Call this... karma." The swordsman was now behind Damon, his sword to the side like he had stricken, yet there was no blood... no pain.
"Can I call Karma and tell her to fuck off?" Damon asked getting up from the ground. His senses suddenly exploded in pain as each individual strike impacted him all of a sudden. The man impaled Damon and lifted him up with the sword, the younger man dropping his blade to the ground as shock overtook him.
"Tch... you weren't even worth me showing you my true power... you're just weak and pathetic as those you demean. Still... I'll see you again." The swordsman swung his blade, and suddenly Damon was cleaved in two, his torso immediately severed from his lower half.
"Hmm you know...there is a saying, if you're going to get revenge make sure to dig two graves..." Damon joked before waking up with blood shot eyes. "Second worst fucking dream ever!" Demon snapped stomping the floor shaking his room. "Damon, you up?" His mother called out. "YEAH, I'M UP!" He shouted back. Damon grumbled to himself as he got dressed, the phantom pain from his dream bugging and itching him all the while.
"Hey, Damon," his mother asked, knocking on the door. "Why is there a row boat on one of the beach's palm trees? And where's Shad? His parents have been looking for him all morning."
"Oh yeah... something must've been in that star shaped fruit... I parked it on a tree so no one would steal it, or the waves wouldn't steal it... and as for Shad, who knows? Probably stayed on the island to finish the raft..." Damon snickered behind his door.
"… And you wonder why half the island hates you," his mother sighed, already knowing what happened.
"Jesus Christ Mom thanks for the vote of confidence, I'll be sure to tell my stories to all my dozens of bastards in my future life!" Damon barked, seeing his mother was doing her usual routine.
"You intend to tell stories... to your bastards?" His mother asked skeptically.
"Tom, Dick, Mary, Susan, Lisa, Rogers, Alex..." Damon started to say.
"Even though they'd never know you... because they're bastard children?" His mother confirmed. "And by definition, they would have grown up without you. Or, at the very least, wouldn't have seen you as 'father' if that woman were to get married."
"Well when I have them out of wed lock..." Damon said as he was hopping on one foot putting on his boot.
"Then they aren't bastards. They're legitimate."
"Only if I marry!" Damon chuckled, falling on his back.
"So, which is it? Are you having them out of wed lock, or are they bastards?" His mother asked. "There's no pick and choose. You either marry or you don't, and thus they're either bastards or they aren't."
"Bastards it is then!" Damon continued to torment his mother, of the possibility of him be a complete outcast to the populace.
"… Just... bring Shad some breakfast. You owe him at least this much. This is what, the twentieth time you've left him there?"
"Shouldn't have trashed my last boat..." Damon muttered as he fixed his lacings.
"Call this... karma..." the swordsman's voice echoed in his head. The red eyed man scowled at the dream. At least in the nightmare before, he lasted five minutes before his sword left him. This time? It was thirty seconds. Tops. He was slaughtered... humiliated. By something from his imagination... maybe? Who knew at that point.
Damon moved over to the mirror moving his hands over his stubble scalp. "Hey mom? Should I grow out my hair maybe to a short spikey?" Damon asked his mother, running it around his covered head.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't because of Tidus?" She asked, picking up some clothes by his door.
"Well there goes that idea... ah thanks mom." He muttered, moving his right hand on his cross scar.
"Be grateful I'm not knocking you over the head like you asked me to when you were little if you ever brought that up," the older woman replied.
"Best mom in the fucking universe." Damon retorted, as he popped his neck side to side, moving his hand on his stubble facial hair, before grabbing after shave and slapping it on his face.
"So, anything interesting going on at the islands?" Damon's mother asked, putting his dirty clothes in a hamper.
"Oh you know people plotting my imenent demise, I accidently head butted and judo threw Kairi after waking up from a nightmare... and beat everyone that challenged me... and I ate a hallucinogenic star fruit..." Damon said listing his list.
"So... you injured Kairi, picked a fight, and ate a Paopu fruit you probably didn't even pick yourself..." His mother summed up.
"Kairi was an accident... and yeah that Star fruit was probably laced with something..." Damon coughed out as he rubbed his neck in awkwardness.
The older woman rolled her eyes. "Damon, they go bad within a few weeks if you refrigerate them. And knowing who probably got it for you, do you really think he'd drug you?"
"It was a nice high while it lasted... I mean I did get a boat on top of a tree..." Damon looked outside his window.
"That wasn't a high. That was you being a moron," his mother corrected him. "Paopu aren't drugs."
"Ouch... calling your own flesh and blood a moron... nice." Damon grouched a bit, while putting on cologne.
"Then maybe stop acting like one every now and again," his mother rebutted, taking the clothes to the laundry room.
Damon's eyes shot to the door. "Maybe start making a reasonable breakfast once in a while!" Damon retorted. If his mother heard him, she didn't answer. "Bacon!" Damon barked out before picking up his bedding and throwing them in the hamper, before going out the door.
"You asking or making?" His mother asked, some already on the skillet.
"You know I can't cook for the love and mercy of God, that's why you're here. " Damon gave her a cheeky smile.
"Well, me and Shad, when you bother to bring him back," she retorted with an equally cheeky tone. "I'm making extra, and no it isn't for you. It's for Shad."
"I'm a growing man!" Damon complained to his mother, hitting the table.
"And you can get by just fine of French toast too."
"Hate French toast!" He pouted, turning on heels.
"Doesn't stop you from eating it. Unless you want cereal, but there's only Raisin Bran left."
"You know, you're going to be sad when something happens to me!" Damon said as he packed up his breakfast.
"Damon. Next to Shad, you're the healthiest person on the islands, but Shad suffers from Silent Fever when he gets sick. And the strongest hands down. The day something happens to you is the day the world ends."
"Uh huh..." Damon sighed, moving out the door with the bag. "Bye Mom." Damon waved her off.
"Have a good day, sweetie," she waved back with a small smile.
Damon got under the tree seeing the boat on top, slightly tilting back and forth... "…..right..." Damon put down the bag of food, as he hopped on the trunk and began to climb up till he hopped up.
"Hey, Damon," Kairi greeted him with a wave.
"Heeyyyyyyy!" Damon stopped what he was doing as he waved downwards.
"… Do I even want to know?" Kairi asked.
"It's a weather experiment... it proved to be successful." Damon responded.
"Right... what's in the bag?" The red head asked him curiously.
Damon gripped the boat and tossed in to the water. "Breakfast." Damon sighed jumping down.
Kairi sniffed the bag. "You don't sound happy even though it's bacon and french toast."
*MAITTEE!*
A seagull stopped by the bag. "…...Okay flying rat...here's how this is going to go, you're going to step away from that fucking bag... or I'm going to cook you faster than you can squawk..." Damon said as he unsheathed his boot knife. The gull stared at him before letting out a challenging squawk and making for the bag.
"FUCK NO!" Damon barked as he tackled the bird grabbing it by the throat and...
*CRACK*
"What did I say you pea brain sized rat?!" Damon barked at the dead bird.
"Wasn't that a little... extreme?" Kairi asked, a little nauseous at the sound.
"Hell no, I get cooked bird..." Damon scoffed, while putting the seagull down on the ground.
Kairi shook her head, her hair flinging around. "Never mind. The boat's in the water, should we get going? We still need to build the raft."
"Uh huh, give me just a few seconds..." Damon grunted cutting the bird. "Not the bird's fault entirely, just was murdered in my nightmare..." Damon said as he started a fire.
Kairi gagged and covered her ears to stop the noises. "Nope, nope, did not sign up to watch you gut and cook a bird today!"
Though within a few minutes the bird was a warm brown, meat on a stick. *CHOMP* "Ahhmgmmmgmuaguumm vwwwant a bite?" Damon asked as he put the bag in the boat.
"… I'm going to leave you here and row to the island myself," Kairi tested him, clearly not amused.
"Oh don't be like that, you know I love you and would care for you and provide for you and protect you and...I'm out of excuses here..." Damon chuckled, while getting aboard the boat.
"Clearly not cook anything but fire roasted meat," she teased him, getting in opposite him.
"Let's sing a song!" Damon joked, rowing the boat back to their island.
"Hey, Damon..." Kairi started, looking to the ocean as he rowed.
"Yeeesssss?" Damon asked, rowing the boat in a back stroke motion.
"You know... I've been wondering. Why do you treat me better than everyone else?" The red head asked as they came close to the docks.
"Because you're a lady... and I treat females waaaay differently than the men..." Damon stated as he kept rowing.
"Psssh... White Knight," Kairi teased him.
"I don't like hanging around with utter pussies!" Damon exclaimed, seeing he doesn't like weak willed, or whiney people in a pack or herd mentality.
"Then why hang out with Shad?" She asked, nibbling on a cookie from her bag.
"Part of the Pride... you see Kairi, there are three sets of people... the Pride, the pack, and the Herd..." He spoke to her as he kept rowing backwards.
Kairi leaned to the side and nodded. "Right. Hey, uh... not to interrupt, but you're going to hit the dock if you don't slow down."
"Huh? Oh right..." Damon slowed the boat down as he watched them drift closer to the island.
"Okay... so, where do you think Shad is, because I don't see him on the beach," the female of the trio noted.
"Probably up in that tree house." Damon said as he saw the dock get closer.
The red head shrugged. "We'll find out in a moment. I mean, it's not like we're that far away."
True enough Damon stepped up on the boat, before jumping to the dock, and grabbing a rope to tie down the boat from going away. "Alright well let's go find him, while hopefully I get ambushed...I mean I hope I don't get ambushed by the gang..." Damon joked, while helping Kairi out of the boat.
"Tee hee, such a gentleman. Okay... you want me to check the tree house while you look around a bit more?"
"Mind taking the food? I don't trust myself with the bag, as I have enemies..." Damon said discreetly looking at the seemingly empty beach.
"Riiiiight... You do realize we're the only boat on the dock, right?" Kairi asked as she took the bag of food.
"They could've went on the other side of the beach!" Damon exclaimed seeing how they could've beached their boats.
"You know... that's actually a good place for you to start looking for Shad too."
"Yup, alright... now get moving, I'll check the other side of the Island." Damon ordered Kairi, while moving towards the entrance to the small cavern, hearing a slight howl... but ignored it as he opened up the shack to gain access to the other side of the Island.
Moving to the other side of the island he takes out his binoculars out of his left pocket to recon the beach, where he found Shad laying on top of the raft, covered up in a rough blanket, sleeping soundly. Damon sighed hopping down to the beach, grabbing a tin bucket, and moving towards Shad. Damon yanked off the blanket, scooping up water next. "Today's forecast is one hundred percent chance of showers..." Damon dumped the bucket of cold ocean water on Shad.
"Rain!" Shad shouted with a Cheshire grin, kicking up and tipping the bucket onto Damon instead.
Damon drenched in water shook off his clothes. "Morning, sleep well?" Damon asked helping him up.
"Achy, but I'll live," Shad nodded, taking the offered hand.
"Good, Kairi and I were looking for you, my Mom made you breakfast and Kairi has it in the tree house... you better get to her before she eats it..." Damon warned Shad, as there was a possibility Kairi could be slacking.
"Please, it's bikini season soon. She wouldn't risk it with you," Shad teased him, heading to the tree house.
"….Ha! " Damon laughed. "Are you going to risk a good breakfast?!" Damon yelled at Shad, prompting him to run even faster.
"Nope! I'm fucking starving!" Shad leapt up the height with little effort, yanking himself up the ledge and rushing through the door to the other side of the beach.
Damon shrugged as he made his way back to the other side of the beach, from the shack, he opened the door propping it open with a rock before removing his red and black digital camo jacket, then his red shirt before grabbing the pull up bar, lifting himself up on it. Damon was well formed like a sculpted athlete and could take a few hits and serve it back twice the power of any fighter. Shad kicked the door open, panting slightly as he nibbled on a bacon strip. "Your mother is a goddess for making me french toast," Shad sighed, taking a seat and taking off his jacket. While not as buff as his friend, Shad's frame was definitely toned. He looked more like a seasoned runner or thief than a warrior like his friend.
Damon grunted as he flipped upside down resting his legs on the bar, as he started to do hanging sit ups, each time he raised gripping his broad shoulders with a tightening vice like grip.
"Dude... the fact you don't have a girlfriend would astound me if you weren't such a pervert," Shad chuckled as he finished off a strip.
"One... two, buckle my shoe... three... four... Shad's ass through that door...five...six...he's picking up sticks... " Damon grunted.
"Hey. I built the fucking raft. I'm done picking up wood for now," the younger man stated, taking a bite of french toast. "But, in all seriousness man. Most of the women on the island are head over heels for you. Why not try for any of them?"
Selphie moved over and stopped seeing Damon, shaking and feeling weak in her knees. "Seven... eight... Selphie's late..." Damon joked, sitting upwards.
"Sup, skip rope?" Shad asked, brushing his hands off before stretching out.
Selphie was out like a light, with a drooling smile, and a red face. "Nine... Ten... still feeling fine..." Damon stopped as he raised his hands upwards and letting go of the bar with his legs falling on his hands and back flipping just once.
"Psh... still can't beat my record," Shad boasted, hopping on the bar himself.
"Three back flips are unnecessary you skinny prick..." Damon sighed popping his arms.
"Hey. This skinny prick is nimble." Shad prepped himself to launch off the bar.
Damon sighed picking up Selphie and tossing her in to the clean water. "Wakey! Wakey! Eggs and bacon!" Damon yelled at Selphie as she jumped out of the cold water.
"Eeep!" She squeaked, shivering heavily. "Da-Damon! You jerk!"
"Not good for your health for you to lose conscious sweetie." Damon retorted with a smirk going for his shirt.
Shad took in a deep breath before his dismount, twirling in the air, once, twice, thrice then a fourth time before sticking the landing. "Yes! New record!" he cheered, raising a hand to his friend."
Damon clapped his hands, "Well done but you can't do a push up like I do..." Damon put down his shirt, and got on his hand and tips of his feet, putting his left arm behind his back, going up and down in a fast motion.
"Yeah. And you're built like fucking truck. Me? I'm a damn bird," Shad smiled.
"Funny thing you said that... killed a bird today and ate it...you're welcome I saved your breakfast..." Damon laughed.
"… Went for your bacon, did it?" Shad asked him.
"That bird was the only thing I ate for breakfast...wait... you didn't grab the entire platter...?" He asked while Shad's face immediately drained seeing he was so very hungry.
"Kairi said it was all in the bag... red haired son of a..." Shad growled. "Oh well. I don't need much anyway. I'll just double down on provision grabbing today and cook some of that up. A seagull egg or two and a coconut sounds good."
"Hey, skip rope Selphie, where is Tidus and Wakka? " Damon asked placing his shirt back on.
"Blitz ball practice," she replied, rubbing a bit of sleep out of her eyes. "But damn it, Damon... you're lucky I brought my swimsuit. I would not have been okay if I was forced to wear wet clothes all day."
"Damn...uh er Damn shame I mean... that you would've been forced to wear wet clothing..." Damon corrected himself.
Shad snickered behind his hand before slipping his jacket around his waist again and tying it off. "Right... I'm going to go finish the raft. I'll see you in a bit, Damon." The trouble maker of the Islands rushed off, a knowing smile on his face.
"Aaaaand I'm going to fuck off in this cave!" Damon shouted jumping to the floor and starting to crawl underneath the hole in the cave. Once inside Damon dusted himself off, ignoring the scriptures behind him, clawed...yes clawed out that said Leave this place...
Damon looked at the door smiling taking a piece of chalk. "Hello Mr. Door, with no handle..." Damon said to the inanimate object.
Hmmm I wonder...
Damon knocked on the wooden frame. "Pizza delivery!" Damon snickered.
[…BUT NOBODY CAME...]
Damon paused just listening to the eerie silence. "….Well, assuming someone keeps cleaning this damn door...hehehehe... " Damon started to draw a goofy face on the door, two cock eyes and a broken tooth mouth, before going over to the wall with a scoreboard. "Damon: 1391, Door: …...3."
Damon glared at the scoreboard for the door... fucking rocks. Turning towards the drawing he stopped seeing a drawing Kairi did with him... it was nearly fifteen years old now. "Huh... what were we...four? Three?" Damon asked looking at the chalk art and grabbing a rock.
"You remember the legend behind these things, right? Supposedly, if you share them with someone you like, your fates are supposed to be intertwined forever," Shad's worlds from yesterday echoed in his head.
Followed by a series of echoing chomps in his mind. "Oh that's what he was trying to say, odd, it must've been my stomach doing the thinking..." Damon took a rock and looked at the artwork. "…..." Damon cocked his head as he sat down in front of the artwork. "I know I'm probably going to sound like an ass, but I need to fix the picture I made for Kairi..." Damon said to himself as he started to add the needed fixes to his previous work. AKA, him handing a Paopu fruit to Kairi. And then he heard an oh so familiar sound, despite only hearing it a few times yesterday. It sounded like one of those creatures moving behind him.
Damon drew his knife discreetly, dragging across the limestone, ready to strike, quickly turning around he twirled his Kabar knife and got ready to kill the nightmare creature. "I've come to see the door to this world," a man in a brown cloak stated evenly, unperturbed by the weapon.
"Who the fuck?" Damon got caught off guard. "Oh so you don't own this un-openable door?" Damon asked, as he thought of taking a fire axe to it once.
"This world has been connected," the man followed up ominously.
"Like...someone could cross to other worlds from this door to the next? And on, and, on?" Damon asked looking at the door.
"Tied to the darkness. Soon to be completely eclipsed."
Flashes of the creatures he fought, reminded him of those who dwell in the dark. "…..What will happen to our world?" Damon asked the man.
"You do not yet know what lies beyond the door."
"Maybe...but I am curious..." Damon said seeing the door restored again.
"There is so very much to learn. You understand so little."
"Well yeah, because I ain't a carpenter!" Damon snapped kicking the door. "And or a locksmith... because I see no key...hole?" Damon asked as there was a wisp of a faded...something on the door. "But I'll show you. I'll get off this island and learn what's out there!"
"A meaningless effort," the man continued. "One who knows nothing can understand nothing."
Damon glared at the cloaked figure. "Ambition drives me, Determination keeps me going..." Damon retorted. He glared at the door again, wanting to know it's secrets. There was a gust of wind, and when he turned back to the cloaked man, he was gone. Like he was never there to begin with.
I'm blaming the expired Paopu fruit...
Damon shook his head and headed out the cave, going to the other side of the island where Shad was leaning against a wall next to the entrance. "You know... I might miss this place when we leave," the black haired teen lamented. "No matter where we go, you can't beat this view of the ocean. Our own paradise... and we're leaving it. Are we even really ready to?"
"Hell Yeah!" Damon barked. "Out there, grand adventures and treasures await!" Damon stated drawing his wooden sword, striking it up in the air.
"Hehe... you sound fired up," Shad smiled, getting up from his seat. "Hey, I've been thinking... what should we name the raft?"
"Excalibur! No wait! The Ravager! I mean eventually we'll be building bigger ships, right?" Damon asked Shad.
"Yeah, but this one's our first. Might as well name it something nice... actually, I was thinking the Highwind would be a good name for her." Shad smiled a little and nodded. "Yeah. I like that name. I say we name our first ship the Highwind."
"Alright, I'll beat you to... it. Hmmm..." Damon paused and crossed his arms against his chest.
"To the star tree and back?" Shad asked, pointing to the far side of the beach.
"Nah, you did the most work on the boat, you get to name the boat... I'm being... Guh... G... Ge.." Damon looked like he was going to gag. "Generous.. You earned it..."
Shad felt his heart lift a little and a genuine smile crossed his face. "Hey... thanks man. Seriously."
"Awww you guys aren't going to race?" Kairi asked seemingly disappointed. "Me out run stick boy? Not happening, the only way I'd beat him is out smarting him." Damon argued to Kairi.
"…" Shad stared at Kairi, not menacingly, but definitely noticing something.
"You having a come to Jesus moment?" Damon asked Shad.
"No..." the black haired teen smirked, pointing to Kairi's lip. "She just has a bit of bacon grease on the corner of her mouth."
Damon snapped his head towards Kairi. "…..You did eat my bacon..." Damon said in a menacing tone, as the shadows of Hell seemed to be morphing around him.
Shad snickered and leaned toward Kairi. "Psst. Hey. If you start now, you might work off that little splurg before he tosses you in the ocean."
Like a bull, Damon charged after Kairi, Shad watching and laughing like a madman. After Damon caught and threw Kairi in the ocean, as promised, the three spent the whole rest of the day lounging around, gathering supplies and just having an all around good time. Eventually, the sun came to set on the docked part of the island, the trio sitting on the wood construct in question before Shad stood and stretched. "Well, I'm going to give the supplies one last check before we head out tomorrow. And Damon... please. It took me a while to get the sail just right, so please don't leave me behind again."
"Mmmm hmm..." Damon hummed as he finished his drink from a coconut.
"... I made this over the course of the day," Kairi stated, showing him a stitched together sea shell star. "Sailors used to make these and pray for safe voyage."
Damon grabbed it looking at it. "It's...nice." Damon said while paying attention to her eyes more than the shells.
"Hey, be careful with that!" She freaked out, reaching to grab it back. "It's my good luck charm! I'll make one for you too if you want, but please... it took forever to find the right shells for that!"
"…." Damon handed her the shells back safely.
Kairi let out a sigh of relief, stowing it away safely. "... You know, Shad's changed."
Damon looked at Kairi, tossing his coconut. "Oh, just Shad?" Damon smirked crossing his arms against his chest.
"Well..." Kairi trailed off, lost in thought for a moment. "Damon, let's take the raft and go, just the two of us!"
Damon nearly fell off the dock hearing that from Kairi.`"``fuck```" He seethed, not expecting to hear that from her. "Okay knock off with the joke..." Damon sighed rubbing his scar face.
"Hehe, okay!" Kairi smiled, looking to the sunset.
"That came out of the blue..." Damon stated to his friend, seeing she doesn't usually say things like that.
"You know, I was a little afraid at first, but now, I think I'm ready," Kairi confessed. "No matter where I go or what I see, I know I can always come back here. Right?"
Damon slowly moved his left arm, around Kairi's shoulders, bringing her closer to him. "Yeah... but we could get lost in our imaginations out there..." Damon stated, knowing the wonders of all the worlds that could be waiting there for them.
Kairi smiled softly, leaning into Damon slightly. "Damon, don't ever change."
"Nope..." Damon said with a chuckle, seeing as he can be very unique in his choices.
"I just can't wait. Once we set sail... I bet it'll be great," Kairi continued.
"So...might want to get this off my chest then..." Damon turned Kairi to face him, moving his hands around her shoulders. Kairi's crystal blue eyes peered in to his crimson red eyes.
"Hey, you guys!" Shad shouted from halfway down the beach. "Just checked the stock, we should have enough for a couple of weeks if we ration properly."
Damon sighed and only gave her a peck on the forehead. "Good work Shad..." Damon grunted getting up from the dock.
"Alright, let's get going," Shad smiled, getting into the boat. "We gotta rest up for tomorrow. Got a big day ahead of us!"
Damon moved towards the dock, as he gave the sunset one last look before heading off with his friends. The journey back was a quiet one, to be honest. Damon would be back in his room all packed and ready to go, and have his back pack of supplies, just in case their supplies wouldn't last. A rumble in the distance shook him from his preparations.
"The Hell... a storm... OH FUCK, THE RAFT!" Damon snapped quickly putting his camo backpack on, as he rushed towards the window, vaulting out of it.
"Damon, dinner's ready!" His mother called from downstairs. "Damon?"
AND HERE WE GO! KINGDOM HEARTS DEMON EDITION! The first chaotic chapter of the series, our funny bone Demon is back to kick some ass! The Hunt for that Wicked Mickey is on! Damon/Demon is a hugely different character to Sora, in a very scary and funny way.
Shad is also different to Riku, but in ways that are either very little or very radical. And this will certainly be a trip for our heroes, in more ways than one. And I'm not talking drugs. Without giving too much away, they'll be seeing far more than other worlds.
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