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Kingdom Hearts: Twisted Shadows
Prologue: Two Dark Figures
Nighttime at Destiny Islands was as peaceful as you'd expect. With all the children having gone home, the small island where they played was calm. Trees swayed lazily to the wind. The only sounds were of the waves lapping up the shore. The moon hung lazily at the sky, bathing the beach with a pearly white glow.
Two dark figures appeared, in a flash of energy.
One was clad in a large dark cloak that reached to the ground. This figure's face was obscured by the shadows of an oppressing hood. The other, taller figure was dressed in simple brown. His brown hair and pale face made him stand out of the darkness. His eyes, brown flecked with gold, narrowed at the scenery.
"He's late."
The shorter figure turned to look at him. "What makes you think that?" a soft, female voice said.
"You know his plan. He's always thorough. Exact and to the point. Not like Sora," The man snorted. "That makes him predictable. Easy to catch."
"That is true," the female said. "Shadou is hardly the type for indecision. But his plan still makes no sense. How does he hope to accomplish his goal? I've never heard of the Keyblade being able to do something like what he's planning."
The man sighed. "Whatever he's planning, it will be harebrained, idiotic and probably tear apart this world. He's already tried to open Keyholes in over twenty worlds. This is the only chance we have of surprising him. We can't fail now." He twitched then turned around.
"What is it?"
The man's eyes narrowed. "He's here."
A black portal opened up in front of them. They tensed, waiting who would come out. A figure emerged from its pools. It was garbed in tattered blue clothing. The figure's form seem distorted, warping into different forms. It had an odd square head that was tilted to its right. There was a horizontal rip across where the eyes should be. From inside the rip, distant light twinkled through. An emblem was on its chest.
The man gave a derisive snort. "False alarm. It's only a Memoriam."
"But what's it doing here-"
The creature- the Memoriam- suddenly gave a horrific cry that rang out into the distance. It sprang at the two figures, arms raised in attack.
The man moved.
A flash of light. Everything was still again. The Memoriam was still, frozen in attack. The man was behind it, holding a large weapon. A Keyblade.
Black fragments slowly leaked out of the Memoriam. It slowly dissolved into a mass of black shapes, disintegrating into nothing. The man looked at the spot where it disappeared. Then he turned to his companion.
"Looked like a stray. We better move before more of them arrive." She nodded and waved her hand. A portal to darkness opened. Just as the two were about to step in, shapes began to emerge from the portal.
Ranks of Memoriam poured out of the portal. Many were stumbling over each other, trying to get at the two. The man grabbed the girl and thres her behind him, holding the Keyblade into attention.
"Go!" The man shouted, slicing at the Memoriam. Even as many fall, others replace their fallen comrades. The man continued to fight valiantly. "Get to the mainland! Protect Sora!"
"Terra!"
The man, Terra, gave the girl one more look. He raised the Keyblade and brought it down another Memoriam's head. "Fire!" He shouted. A flahs of light then a burst of brilliant flames exploded around him, taking out the mass of Memoriam in the portal. He then turned to the girl
"You're the only one who can do it now. I've failed too many times." He paused and waved his hand. A flash of light and another portal opened up next to the girl. "You can get to the mainland through there."
"I can't leave you!" The girl responded in defiance. He shook his head ruefully. Then he raised his hand and made a pushing motion. A powerful gust of wind threw the girl into the portal. He waved his hand and the portal vanished.
The Memoriam had spilled outside the portal and are now surrounding him. He raises his Keyblade and thrusts forward, catching one. He then swings it in an arc catching the rest and thrwoing the circle back. He put on a relaxed and charges, taking out the creatures with every swing. Parry a thrust, charge at another. He moved almost robotically, in clockwork. The Memoriam kept spilling out of the portal. He gave the portal a look and sighed.
"Just like the old days, huh?"
With the precision of an experienced soldier, Terra swung the Keyblade and went into an offensive stance, the Keyblade held out in front of him. The Memoriam swayed infront of the portal, now straining to contain the mass of bodies. They swayed around him, teasing him. Terra closed his eyes in concnetration. The Memoriam peered at him, curious.
His eyes flashed open. The Keyblade arced and slashed. the melee had begone again. The Memoriam, without thought, threw themselves at him only to be repelled and destroyed. Terra continued, unfazed, his face scrunched in concentration, felling the Memoriam. His thoughts were blank, concentrated on the fight in front of him. The endless stream of Memoriam continued to pour out of the portal, replacing their fallen ranks. Terra, however, showed no sign of exhaustion, his Keyblade slashing across the air, each stroke and hit ending a Memoriam. He didn't stop or pause even to draw breath. He just stood his ground, silent and unrelenting.
He didn't know how much time had passed. The last thing he saw was a hooded man dressed in blue before a blast of black lighting knocked him unconscious.