How to Train Your Keyblade
Slight warning: this doesn't really have a timeline with the games… but it's kinda like it could have taken place during a game… it just is what it is, I wrote about Roxas because I prefer him to Sora, don't hate me for that please.
Lesson 1: Don't! Freak Out.
I'm finally gone, out of the Organization and on my own. I'd waited so long and I'm so happy that I finally just got the nerve to leave. Thinking back to last night I should have taken Axel with me, and I'd been hearing him yelling for me through the dark corridors since I walked away… my feet just won't stop, I won't have let them. I don't really know when I should leave the corridor, but I figure 'I'll get there when I do'.
The Clock tower is a total 'off limits' zone, because even though it was one of our places, I just can't bring myself to be there because I don't want Axel to find me and try to bring me back. He was my best friend, maybe even something more, but I just can't trust myself to not be pulled into his annoyingly gorgeous green eyes.
"You can't turn on the Organization! If you get on their bad side, they'll destroy you!" those words, those horrible words are still ringing through my head, and it's taking everything I have to not go back and ask him all the questions on my mind. But he can't answer them for me, and they have to be answered.
Hope that he'd come with me was all that was holding my nerves together last night as I passed him in the street, seeing how defiant he looked with his arms crossed over his chest and that spiking mass of fire-engine red hair that was Axel. But he didn't, and I was right: No one would miss me. "Roxas!" it was actually his voice this time, he'd called me a few times, but never saying the right thing to get me to stop. I was getting annoyed with it though and decide to open an exit; I don't care what world it spits me out into, just so long as I'm away from him.
Blindingly white light, after nearly twelve hours in a dark corridor I shouldn't have expected anything less then a light too bright to greet me. But it reminds me of the Organization; they thought I was immune to such things like white light, that I could keep my eyes open no matter how bright it is. Well the truth is I hate extremely bright things and love the darkness my hood provides as I slip it up over my face until I adjust to seeing everything in such pure light.
Extremely tall trees, ferns, vines, and a fairly substantial amount of fog cover the ground as I step out of the dark corridor and opened my eyes, viewing the scene from under the wondrous cover of my hood. A hill, fairly steep too and covered in rocks and moss, even huge tree roots that penetrated the ground harshly as I start walking, all creating a new view I've never seen before.
I freeze and flail as I stumble into something, hating the fact it's caught my hair and dreading the worst. Once I was free I look up and realize that I've just come across a broken tree and followed the broken part of the top down, seeing that a fairly large crater was in the ground, as if someone had taken an oversized Nobody and used it as a shovel for a good fifteen yards, other trees broken before the trail dropped off over a fairly sharp looking cliff off the far side of the hill to my left.
With an eyebrow raised I stare in that direction for a moment befog my will is giving in and I'm hopping down to the next level of solid dirt. My feet tread on the unnatural path, trying not to freak out when I catch the huge scratch marks as if some broken tree limbs were clawed by a Heartless, nothing I recognize for sure.
I climb up the slight lip of the trench and peak my head over, three oddly shaped boulders, most likely from an ancient landslide, a large tree and scattered greenery like ferns were all there, as if they had never been disturbed by anything. To the side was a large cliff that was shaped fairly like a challis. The trees much bigger then I'd ever seen them, even bigger then the tree's I'd seen outside Beasts Castle.
I look out into the thick fog that seems like a sheet over the rest of the world from this one vantage point, and I hop down again to the next patch of solid ground, this time a rock.
My feet carry me for a long time, stumbling slightly over protruding branches or vines of ivy, anything that could trip up my feet did. I vault over the fairly large fallen tree and trump down an unbeaten path, wondering why all the vines and greenery seem so deathly and hated, a while passes before my eyes catch anything but greenery.
Three large boulders that make nothing more then a narrow passage snare my attention, and curiosity instantly gets the better of me. I change the direction of my footing and hop down into a crevice. I have tried to summon the Keyblade before hand, but something about the world must be preventing that from happening, nothing I was too worried about since worlds all had their rules that I had to abide by this worlds rule must have been no weapons; a scary thought with those claw marks I'd seen on the branch a while back.
It was much darker in the crevice as I removed my hood and stared walking along the narrow path, hidden from light, protected by moss and shadows. I ducked under a protruding branch from one boulder to the other.
Feet stop and eyes widen as I look out at what I can only describe as a cove, high stone walls of solid rock, gigantic trees and a lake, oh the lake was covered in a thin sheen of freshness and my mouth started watering just looking at the lake. Light rays shone all around and I could see a few birds flying by quickly and chirping a sickeningly sweet tune.
I navigate my way down to the floor of the cove and look around, my eyes wide with shock as the light catches my shadow and obliterates it. I feel a smile cross my face and raise my arms slightly, allowing the sun to warm my fairly chilled body.
A horrid sound grabs my attention and I spin around, eyes going wide as I locate a large body of Heartless just kilometers away from me, teeth chattering and bright yellow eyes glowing from the shadows of the forest. They look horrid, like possessed cats and dogs, all starting to ring the cove that I stand in the bottom of, completely trapped and without a Keyblade.
I hold out my hand and try to concentrate that bright power to my right hand, it feels like every other time that I've tried- thus far -to summon the Keyblade, but while it still feels palpable, I can't close my fingers around anything and I can't feel any weight in my hand, indicating it isn't there. "Common, common, common! I need you right now! Don't choose me then leave!"
I hear the sound of the Heartless starting to converge; it's a sound I know well. I fumble for a moment before giving up on the Keyblade, if I can't summon it in this world I'd go to another world that wasn't so dangerous. I raise my right hand out to my side and allowed that darkness to well in my hand, expecting a dark corridor to appear like it usually does… but something hates me today and nothing happens. "Oh common! I don't need this right now!" I lower my arm and try to stop the frantic panic. Something is horribly wrong as I turn around, trying to find a place to hide where they wouldn't be able to reach me, but I know nothing of these Heartless or what they could do, so running was stupid of course, but my only option.
"Shit! I'm dead!" I sprint for one of the big boulders after grabbing a fairly large stick that looked like something had ripped it off a tree, but it'll at least knock the Heartless away from me as I stand on top of the rock.
The first Heartless is about to pounce when a horridly vivid and close shriek snares my attention. I feel my skin craw as I shiver, waiting for whatever obviously powerful beast to show itself and devour me.
The shriek is heard again and I realized there is a fairly large burst of light coming from the ring around the cove. All the heartless around start to look scared and I shiver again, seeing nothing but shadows. My fingers tightened around the branch and I roll my shoulders, readying myself for the attack, prepared to go down fighting if it comes to that.
More bursts of light come from the lip of the cove and the branch is being held so tightly in my hands I can feel my skin tearing and blood starting to flow out of the tears, but I don't dare let go, letting go would have meant something completely horrible and incomprehensible altogether to me.
The Heartless look fearful and I wait a moment, trying to see what could scare Heartless before a large shadow springs from the lip of the cove and lands, huge wings opened to allow it to drift safely to the ground. My eyes darts up at the rest of the Heartless retreat and I can feel my nerves pounding and shivering as harsh green eyes turn to me and then up went the branch I'm clutching in my hands.
It looked just like a Heartless, and I raise the branch for protection so I can protect myself if it jumps out at me. I shiver and prepare to defend, raising the branch slightly I notice the Heartless' eyes narrowed and teeth flashed dangerously, but I've seen worse. Alright, I haven't seen worse, but pretending I have was a good way to steel my nerves at the time.
I'm about to take a step to the edge of the rock when another shrieking sound rips through the air and I watch in horror as a fairly large grey and yellow Heartless glides down from the edge of the cove, much closer then the first and it's eyes such a bright blue that I'm captivated for a moment before I realize it would just as easily try and kill me then look at me.
The branch is still raised in my hands and I see the Heartless in front of me glare. They look so new that I have no idea what kind of Heartless they are. I watch as the second Heartless glared at the branch, looking both it and me up and down as if it's been slapped in the face and had to check itself.
"Toothless! What the heck? Why'd you go running o- oh my!" my head jerks to the side and I just catch a glimpse of a boy wearing a fur vest, green long-sleeved tunic, dark brown pants and light brown boots rimmed with fur as well. He had fairly long reddish brown hair, sweeping down around his face and I could catch a glimpse of green for eyes.
"Hey! Who's there!" my voice echoes slightly through the cove as I turn my branch in the direction, only to get the black Heartless between me and the rock where the boy has hidden himself, leaving my side open to the second Heartless. "You should really get outta here! I don't think these Heartless will think twice about stealing your heart!"
My eyes widen as the boy pokes his head out from behind the rock, looking at me like I am insane for a moment before he walks out and up to the side of the black Heartless. "Hey, that's not a good idea! Heartless are-" I hop off the rock I was on but am instantly pushed up against the smooth rock's face by the black Heartless.
"What's a Heartless?" I watch as the boy puts his hand on the Heartless' side, noticing the large beast relax slightly.
"That thing your touching… and that one over there." I point the branch in the direction of the grey and yellow Heartless, hearing a sound that is like a mix of a growl and a hiss, forcing me to look over and set both my hands on the branch again.
"Relax… their not whatever you called them. Their dragons. Don't tell me you're on Berk and don't know a dragon when you see one." I turn back to the boy, I've never heard that name before, is it a type of Heartless?
"No, these are Heartless… they even have a-" I stop myself when I notice that the beast in front of me doesn't have the distinct Heartless symbol on it's chest. My eyes instantly dart to the side and I realize that neither of the Heartless were in fact Heartless. "I-I'm sorry… I've never heard that word before… what is a 'dragon'?" I turn back to the boy and drop the branch, knowing if I still need it I could just flick it up with the toe of my boot.
"You don't know what a dragon is? Well… uh, how do I explain it? Your looking at them. Here, give me a minute to get them his food." the boy walks passed me, being roughly the same height as me. I catch the remnants of freckles all over his face and a slight smile on his lips.
My eyes follow every movement he makes and I take it all in, I watch as the black 'dragon' follows the boy around, getting a basket out from the lake and I notice the sound of fish flopping around inside. I catch a movement to the side and freeze when I realize that the grey and yellow dragon is basically right beside me. A deep grey body that looks almost silver in the light and the yellow spikes running down the ridge of it's back contrasting greatly. But what really captivates me are it's eyes, the brightest blue I've ever seen outside of a mirror.
The yellow markings fade in from the tip of it's nose and run down the ridge of it's back, the tail wings flaring bright yellow, the perfect animal for camouflaging itself in the sky.
My entire boy freezes as the dragon moves right up beside me and sits down on it's hind legs before flopping forward and curling itself up on my right side. Fear courses through my veins and system as I realize with the rock being right there that the dragon has blocked me in.
"Um… can you help me? Please?" I don't want to ask, but I have no where to go and the boy is coming back.
His forest green eyes widened and he gives a smile. "Alright… just relax a bit; dragons don't hurt people unless provoked. Take deep breaths, and relax your mind a bit." I nod my head a few times as the boy walks over again, slowly approaching the dragon and gently allowing it to smell it's hand before pressing against it's head so it'd get up. "Common, I wanna talk with him." the dragon huffs before hopping up onto it's feet and moving over to eat a few of the fish with the black one I'd heard the boy calling 'Toothless' and I have no idea why, because that things mouth was filled with teeth up the wazoo!
"Do you want to talk on top of the rock? Or would you be fine here?" I shrug while the boy motions for either the rock or the ground, but certainly indicating he wanted to sit down. "Alright then, the less climbing for me the better." he sits himself down, favoring his right leg. And I soon figure out why when I see his left leg, or rather lack thereof. He has a wood and metal leg for a left, and I watched with wide eyes before sliding down the rock and sitting with my knees up to my chest, the branch still within reach.
"So… hi, it's nice to meet you. My name is Hiccup, the black dragon over there is Toothless, and the other one, I don't quite know since I've never seen it before today." he extends his hand and I tentatively shake it, still being wary of my surroundings.
"Roxas… just Roxas."
"Alright 'just Roxas' so, where did you come from if you've never seen dragons before? Surely not Berk."
"I don't actually know where that is… but in any case I come from The World that Never Was."
He raises an eyebrow before smirking. "Common, tell me really now, where did you come from?" I remain silent, looking into his forest green eyes and seeing no sign of Axel anywhere, indicating I'm not that far gone which is certainly a good thing. "Are you being serious?" I nod my head once, taking a moment to watch as both dragons move over to us. The black one- Toothless -curling up behind Hiccup and the other curling up at my side again.
"That's very odd… back in the village where I ran into him he didn't even want to let me touch him, and now he's all over you. It's kind of funny really. Especially if you've never seen a dragon before."
"Yeah… funny." I blanch slightly as I scoot further away from the dragon, wondering why the first had a name and this one didn't. "So… how long have these… dragon's been around?"
"Well… dragons have been around for a really long time- longer then I've been around -but recently there's been these weird things showing up. They seem like shadows with eyes in the woods. It's gotten to the point where my father wont let me ten feet from the house without toothless here. They were outside the cove before we showed up."
"Oh yeah… where'd you run into the other one?"
"Just this morning, it's almost like he materialized out of no where. I haven't come up with a name yet, but he almost attacked my dad, so I had to take him out here and get him away from the village." I nod my head a few times and look over, seeing the bright blue eyes just staring at me again.
I get an unsettling feeling in the pit of my stomach, but I also fee; something like a magnet is drawing me to the dragon. My attention is distracted from the dragon as Hiccup moves again and I notice he's standing. "Either way, he seems attached to you. Dragons kinda like choosing a human to be around. Now common, you look hilariously stupid and I've got to get back home. So you might as well give the dragon a name and come back to my place. My dad wont mind having you… I think."
Hiccup stands and holds his hand out for me. I take it once again, this time less tentatively and watch as he turns towards Toothless and climbs onto the dragons back. I wait a moment, wondering if he is going to offer me the small space behind him or tell me to-
"Well, come on. You cant exactly fly on that dragon without something to keep you there. So you might as well-" Hiccup is cut off with a hissed growl as the grey and yellow dragons' slides between us, glaring at me as if daring me to get onto Toothless' back behind Hiccup. "Or you know… you could ride with him. You really do need to name him though… any thoughts?"
I shake my head, naming things has never been an issue for me; I was given my name and had nothing in the Castle that Never Was that required me to name it. The dragon turns so it's side is facing me. I walk over tentatively, feeling the scales under my fingers and wishing I'm not actually here as I allow the feel of the heavy, thick scales to register in my mind. I climb onto the dragons back and settle myself so my legs are in front of it's wings, giving a few inches between the furthest points of my knees and the back of his head. I gently grab the two fairly predominant yellow horns, located where Toothless had ears.
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Flight was horrible! Enough said. I don't know how Xaldin and Xigbar can spend all that time off the freaking ground! My stomach had just settled down into the rhythm of flying when the dragon I still haven't named landed just outside a large house. I rush towards the forest again but don't make it before letting loose all the food that has been in my stomach.
"Sorry about that… he just seems to have his own mind about flying." Hiccup walks up behind me and I feel his hand on my shoulder, trying my hardest to just ignore everything and think: I can't summon the Keyblade, I can't summon a dark corridor, I probably can't even use magic. Which means one thing: I am stuck in Berk until someone comes to rescue me without getting rid of their own dark corridor.
"Don't-don't worry about it… it's just, new." I can feel hot breath on the back of my neck and spin around quickly, freaking out almost instantly when I se that it was the dragon. "Whoa! Alright… we're going to have to lay down some rules." I catch it tilt his head and let out a sigh, he probably can't even understand me, and here I was going to try and explain 'personal space' Axel would just laugh at me.
That last thought hurt, I shouldn't be thinking about what Axel would do, he didn't want to come… so I shouldn't worry. Too bad I still care what he thought.
Hiccup has given me an outfit though, maroon long sleeved tunic, the front of it down to the center of my pectorals, a thin band of leather keeping them closed. He's allowed me to borrow a pair of dark brown pants and a pair of his boots- since he only has one foot he owns a few extra 'left' boots, but their pretty much universal in shape. And the next few days are spent refusing to accept the fact that I cannot summon either my Keyblade or a dark corridor, and I spend every waking moment outside Hiccup's house, trying to summon either. Even taking long walks into the forest to see if I can magically get the power to do either the further into the forest I go.
The only thing that troubles me is that the dragon wont leave me alone! I've even gotten fed up and given the thing a name: Winner. Because the bright blue eyes remind me to much of those Sea Salt ice-creams I'd had. The fact that dragons can apparently breathe fire reminds me of Axel. In the long run it'd made me think of the ice-cream stick I'd given him with the word 'Winner' written across it, so that had become the dragons name.
Every time I tried to summon the Keyblade he'd show up at my side, breaking my concentration and nearly scarring me half to death nine times out of ten. "Winner! What are you doing popping out of no-where again? I told you to stay back with Hiccup and Toothless!" I see the bright blue eyes roll and grind my teeth together, knowing that he was trying to communicate with me and just not knowing what he was trying to say. "Go back home Winner. Go on."
He rolls his eyes again and ducks his narrow head down, scooping my right hand onto his head and raising his head until my hand slides down to the spot right between his eyes, a spot he's discovered fit my hand perfectly. "I don't know what you want… are you hungry?" he closes his eyes and I know that I've gotten it wrong again, making the sinking feeling in my heart grow just a little more.
"I'm sorry… common, you might as well come with me." Winner looks slightly happier at that and I return the smile. Nothing could have made me more happy then being able to summon the Keyblade, especially since all the Vikings in the village have been fighting the Heartless while I'm told to hide in Hiccup's house. The house is nice of course, and it's so kind of them that their not forcing me to fight like Xemnas did, but having the choice to fight would be good in situations like that. Right now another wave of Heartless is probably in the Village and I can do nothing about it while I'm here with Winner, trying to summon the Keyblade or a Dark Corridor.
Winner nudges my shoulder with his fairly long nose and I cant help but smile at him and rub the top, doing my best to avoid the single horn on the tip of his nose that has already caught me once before. "I'm sorry… I just don't know what you want." his deep blue eyes look at me for a moment and I try again to understand what he wants me to do, but I cant get it and I let a sigh escape my lungs to indicate that I don't know. Winner turns away from me and I watch as he moved a few feet away, hops up onto a tree branch and looks at me while he stretches out much like I'd seen that cat in Wonderland do… I think he called himself a Cheshire?
"Well… I guess I might as well try again." a gust of air escapes my lungs and I raise my hand in front of me again, squeezing my eyes shut and trying to concentrate that odd light but heavy feeling in my right hand again.
My eyes shoot open when I feel something, but the gasp of shock has turned into a sigh as nothing but Winner is there, that same spot on his head has my hand placed perfectly on it. He can move so quickly that I have no hope of hearing him; maybe even seeing him move is impossible. "Alright boy, we'll head back." I cant think of anything else he'd want.
I turn back towards the Village but hear Winner give a hiss and spin around again to see Winner glaring at me, the pupils of his eyes nothing more then slits and his back arched like he was mad at me. "I'm sorry, but I don't understand you! I cant just look at you and know what you want Winner… you chose a bad person."
Winner stops me with another hiss but I ignore him and take a few more steps, only stopping when a bright fireball flies by my head and I watch it hit a tree. A burst of light and star shapes spring out of the impact site and my eyes go wide as I watch it.
I stand still, eyes wide as I look at the smoldering tree while Winner slowly walks in front of me, a blackish purple color instead of grey and yellow. My heart is pounding like insane as I look at him, wondering what the hell happened since his eyes are still the same bright blue that mine are. "W-Winner, what-" I'm cut off when he turns his head to the side and shoots out another fire ball, this one burning black and shooting out black stars as it made contact with the ground.
My eyes are huge as I watch Winner change again and see him turn grey and yellow again. He shoots another fireball before doing it three more times, making me jump back when he does it in such quick succession that I can feel my eyes hurting. I snap my eyes shut and shiver, my body's vibrating from the horrid feeling that Winner is suddenly going to turn on me. The slit of his pupil makes me want to shake my head and run away, but there is no need since I know how fast he is.
I flinch when my hand is met with thick scales again and I know its' Winner, I just don't want to open my eyes. My arm is loose and I allow him to slide my hand up with his head again, trying not to freak out when the spot on his head matches up with my hand again, fitting the curve of my fingers and the palpable moveable section of my palm.
Eyes open as I clue into the information I've received: every time I try and summon the Keyblade, Winner shows up, He is both grey and yellow as well as black, he can breathe both extremely bright and cold fire as well as burning black fire. Stars burst inside each ball of fire.
In short, I realize that Winner, the dragon I've been looking at for close to a week, in as a matter of fact my Keyblade, turned into a dragon, in Berk… where Keyblades can do that… I think I'm going insane. I shake my head several times, looking into the two deep blue eyes and shake my head, he looks so dangerous and honest at the same time that I want so deeply to relax, but I cant because my heart is beating so rapidly in my chest that I just know it's going to burst out through my ribcage.
"I-I-I-I… uh, I cant do this." I turn away from Winner and start running, my feet just take me. I'm running too quickly to even realize where I'm going before I'm back on the edge of the forest, Hiccup's house just a kilometer away, the back door closed shut but his bedroom window opened like I left it.
I left to find answers, not get more questions. This wasn't supposed to happen; I left everything to learn why I got the Keyblade and a few personal questions about emotions. I didn't leave to get more questions about the Keyblade, it's a dragon now and I still cant ask it why the hell it's decided to choose me. I'm nothing but a Nobody, I cant have emotions and I shouldn't. This friendship with Hiccup, the security I feel in Berk, none of it can be real; I shouldn't lead them on in playing like I have emotions when I don't.
I walk up to the back of the house and jump up, my fingers grabbing the narrow awning and I swing myself up. Right ankle hooking over the edge of the awning I pull myself up and wait a moment before standing up and looking to the next ledge that lead to Hiccup's bedroom.
I can hear the sound of a roar and shiver slightly before hopping up again for the next ledge. Feeling the muscles in my body constrict and work feels nice, it's something I haven't felt in a while because of the misuse I'd been putting my body through. Most days I just walk around the Village or hang out with Hiccup and Gobber in the blacksmiths.
"Oh! Roxas, hey there, hi, hey! What are you… why are you coming in through the window?" I freeze as I see Hiccup sitting on his bed, his face a bright red and making sure to put as much space between him and a blushing Astrid as he can while she smoothes out her top and skirt.
"I wasn't… just making my way to the roof… but I'll head back out again." I'd seen relatively similar behavior in the Organization, but it only drew me to the conclusion that Larxine was a whore. I doubt Hiccup and Astrid would actually do anything too graphic though, it just didn't seem like them and- dammit! No emotions, I'm a Nobody, get it into your thick blonde skull!"
I tap my head a few times as I walk across the rough shingles of the roof to the other side, knowing that getting down is much easier from the front of the building. My eyes catch Stoick coming up the path. My eyes went wide and knew that hiccup would have kept the window open since it was just the forest and now that I knew he had Astrid in his room that I wouldn't be wanting to go in his room for a long time.
"Hey Stoick! How are you?" he's startled for a moment before seeing me and waving a bit. He's gotten used to me being around and being on the roof a lot.
"Hello Roxas… what're you doin' up there this time?" the Celtic drawl his voice has makes me smile and I hop down to the awning over the main door before sitting down.
"Nothin' much, just going to head into town and thinking about going to get a new quiver of arrows… when I was practicing a few went astray." he looked a bit shocked before rubbing the back of his neck like he was about to say something bad.
"Uh… about that Roxas. I know you're a friend of Hiccup's and all, but… I really don' think you should be headin' into town without him… the people, they've never seen those weird things before you came around. They're thinkin' you might have had somethin' to do with it. Do you know wha' I mean?" I nod my head with the same fake smile I'd learned back in the World that Never was.
"Of course Stoick, I'll stick to the forest and your house. I'm just gad you haven' kicked me out on my arse yet." I let a bit of a drawl into my own voice and noticed the smile in return.
"Alright, have a good day Roxas- oh! Astrid! Are you leaving? Didn' you and Hiccup have somethin' to do today?" both our eyes go wide as Astrid rushes out the front door.
"Uh, we finished, and I have to go home and help mom with… cooking! Bye Stoick, see you later Roxas!" Stoick turns back towards me and chuckles a bit.
"I feel sorry for her father… neither her or her mother can cook at all." I give a small laugh before Stoick gives a final goodbye and vanishes inside the house.
Taking a deep breath and let it out in a sigh and turn over so I'm lying over the awning, my head cushioned on my left arm and my right arm dangling down. "Hey… care to give a Viking a lift?" I open my eyes and look down at Hiccup, seeing his smile and I nod my head. I offer him my right hand as is and he looks at me tentatively for a moment.
It's an unconventional position to use while pulling someone up onto a ledge, but whoever said I was conventional?
Hiccup grasps my hand and I swing his body slightly in one jerk. Before he even touches the awning I've used the momentum from the swing to bring myself to my feet and set him down where my head had been. "Whoa! Careful… I'm already missing a part of my leg; I don't want to be broken too."
"Nah, couldn't happen. Not with Astrid and Toothless around… hell, the whole Village loves you." Hiccup just scoffs, not hearing the sincerity in my voice I suppose. But it's the truth, whenever there is a problem with a dragon they go to him… he even told me that he's the reason dragons are accepted here and not just things to hunt any longer.
Hiccup lets out a sigh as he threads his fingers together as he rests his elbows on his knees. "Thanks for letting us know about dad… it was a, uh, close call."
"Whatever… I just wanted to say hi to your dad is all." I shrug and he looks over at me, his freckle covered face unbelieving.
"Yeah… you just wanted to greet my dad loud enough to make the whole of Berk know… right Roxas."
"You see? We do think quite alike." a moment of silence hangs between us before he bursts into laughter and I start chuckling.
"Oh man… wherever you cane from, I want to go there."
"No you don't… it was too docile, far too boring for a fun-loving guy like you. You're good here Hiccup, this place gives you a good reason to be around."
"But… didn't where you come from do that for you?" I wait a moment, to be honest I'm just stumped on how to answer, this is such a touchy subject for me to be honest.
Finally the answer comes to me though. "No, it didn't. Nothing I did there was right, and I didn't know why I did any of it. I needed answers and the people there wouldn't give them to me. So being the overly brat kid that I am; I left. And now, I cant even go back if I want to." I look over at Hiccup and notice he's looking out over the Village.
Sunset is upon us and it's making the skies turn a glorious red that's being reflected in the ocean. I find my breath taken away, this isn't the sunset from Twilight Town, and the red that's painting the sky and water is just reminding me of Axel, but I cant take my eyes away, even as Hiccup asks his next question.
"But… don't you miss the people from where you're from?"
"Only one… but they wont miss me. No one misses a Nobody." I know he doesn't understand the cruel humor of what I've just said, but he gets the basic gist anyone would who isn't a Nobody themselves.
"She must have been special to you to put that look in your eyes." my eyes go wide and I look away from the horizon to see him giving me a kind smile. "So… what's her name. tell me about her Roxas. I've heard so little of your life as it is." Hiccup leans back against his hands and keeps his eyes on me.
I look away from him and put myself in his earlier position of my elbows on my knees, but I put my head in my hands and glare at the setting sun instead. "His, name was Axel… and he's a very important person to me."
"Alright, so tell me about him."
"Hiccup… do you know why the sun sets red?" I wait patiently for him to answer and when I don't get one, I tell the 'story' to him the same way Axel told me, every word is burned into my memory and I know I'll never be able to forget anything about him. Even if he didn't come with me.
AN:
Me: Hello, and thank you for reading Ch.1 of How to Train Your Keyblade!
Axel: where the hell am I?
Me: I'm hiding you until Chapter 4... It'll keep them wanting to read.
Roxas: that's horrible… I like it! Now, why is my Keyblade a color changing dragon?
Me: well I couldn't have you training an inanimate object now could I? and he changes color because Winner is a mix between the Kingdom Key and the Oblivion (I know Oathkeeper and Oblivion would be better, but I'd already written so much with Winner as the Kingdom Key it would have been too much to change it.
Hiccup: your first How to Train Your Dragon is a crossover? Really, do you hate us that much?
Me: no, but I would have had to make Toothless an Anthro to do it right, so I went with this instead… besides, this idea has been bugging me for MONTHS!
Hiccup: fine… can I at least introduce Gaara?
Me: Sure!
Hiccup: please give a round of applause for Gaara of the Sand… wait a minute… is that really his name?
Gaara: yes it is… is there a problem?
Hiccup: oh no! no problem at all! Go ahead and talk Gaara! Heh heh. ^_^
Gaara: we all like hearing your comments, so please review and we hope you wait patiently for 'Lesson 2' to show up! Elizabeth likes updating as soon as possible, and yes, this is the format that the story will be in, indefinitely: present tense first person. Have a good morning/afternoon/night and live life.
Pattykoi: Wait a minute the changing colors was my idea! Talk about credit ware credit is due!
Me: yes yes, it was in all your idea, but I never actually said it was my idea… did I Pattykoi?