A/N: Hey guys, this is Taizu64 and this is my first story on this site. I'm a big fan of kingdom hearts and I've been hoping to write this story for a while. Okay to clear things up right away my character Taizu, is a Keyblade wielder who travels to different worlds only they're not Disney worlds. They're anime worlds. Sora and Riku and other KH characters will make an appearance no doubt. This chapter is a bit of an introductory, but don't worry the good stuffs coming. So without further ado…enjoy!
Oh yeah for the brackets " "these are for speaking and these ' ' are for thinking.
Chapter 1: The beginning
They say everyone has a destiny. Whether it is good or bad, everybody is driven towards something that will decide their fate. Nobody can say if you're destined for good, or fated for evil. All we can do is roll with the punches and try to make the best of it.
*Taizu's bedroom 11:30 a.m.*
"Taizu! Taizuuu! Taizu get up!" I hear my grandpa yell from downstairs. I open my eyes groggily in response. I swing my feet out of bed and let my feet touch the cold floor. As I try to gather my thoughts, I look over at my calendar to check the date, and it seems today is….SATURDAY!? Who the heck wakes up ten-year old this early, and on a Saturday no less!? 'That old man, I'm gonna…..' Just as I was thinking of what I was going to do to him I heard his voice again. "Taizu if you don't get yer lazy tail up I'm gonna come up there and drag you downstairs!" "I heard you the first time!" I yelled back. *sigh* "Might as well get up now." I mumbled. My name is Taizu, but most people call me Tai. I live here on Destiny Islands with my grandpa, who's basically been the only parent I've ever known. I never got to meet my real parents, but that's okay. Life here on the islands is great and I love being with my grandpa. Even if he is a royal pain in my…..well you get it. "I better get up before I have to face gramps' wrath." I said to myself. I dragged myself to my bathroom to do my morning routine. I reached for my toothbrush and toothpaste and got started brushing my teeth. As I was doing this I took a good look at myself. I'm 5'5" and I'm black (about as dark as a bagel) with blonde cornrows (a/n like the Raikage's from Naruto Shippuden) and violet purple eyes. I looked at all this and thought to myself: "Whose kid am I?" Because as far as I can tell these combinations don't go together. I've asked grandpa about it and he claims to not know. By the way my grandpa's white so I guess one of my parents must have been black. I decided to think about all this later and spat out my toothpaste and headed back to my room to get dressed. "Alright, if I'm gonna start the day might as well look good doing it." I said proudly. I decided since it's a Saturday I was gonna wear my favorite outfit. I looked in my closet to pick out my ensemble. I put on my purple tank top, my camouflage cargo shorts, my orange sleeveless jacket with a big purple T on the back and a purple star on the front upper left side, my black and white sneakers, and finally my lucky purple head bandanna.(A/N: See the theme I got going here?) I looked in my dresser mirror to make sure everything was in order. "Looking good." I said confidently. As I was just about to walk out I looked back to my dresser to see my necklace. It was a golden key on a chain. Grandpa says it was left to me by my parents before they left. "Can't forget this." I said. I turned and exited my room to go downstairs. As I came downstairs I saw grandpa at the table reading his paper. "Morning gramps." I greeted him. He looked up from his paper to look at me. "Well look who decided to rise from his slumbers finally." He chuckled. I pulled up a chair and sat down. "Heh well who could sleep with all your bellowing in the morning?" I replied. "I'll bellow as loud as I can if it'll get your butt outta bed." He said. We both looked at each other for a second, and then after that second we both burst out laughing. I started to calm down after grandpa started coughing. "Ha-ha ok grandpa that's enough. So watcha got for me today?" I asked. He looked at me with a raised eyebrow as if he didn't know what I was talking about. "I don't what you're talking about." He said with a coy smile on his face. "C'mon gramps you know what I mean. I know you've got another story for me." I almost pleaded. I was kind of getting angry he knows I don't like to play games, but he does it anyway. As for the story I'm talking about, grandpa always tells me these great stories about great warriors. They were called Keyblade wielders. He always told me a story in the morning and at night before bed. Even if it's the same one; I don't care. Every time I hear one I can't help but feel excited. He tells me stories about how they were the warriors of light, and that they guarded our world from darkness, but not just our world, countless other worlds too. They fought against evil creatures called heartless; Dark creatures that go around corrupting others into becoming heartless. Gramps says that a person becomes a heartless when someone with a strong heart succumbs to darkness. The Keyblade wielders fought these creatures with special weapons called Keyblades (duh). The Keyblades were powerful weapons used to exterminate the dark forces of the heartless. The Keyblade was a weapon of great power, but not just anyone could wield this weapon. You didn't choose the Keyblade; the Keyblade chose you. Gramps also says that someone could be given the power of the Keyblade, but that's not exactly common. I stare at Grandpa and give him my best puppy dog eyes. *sigh* "Fine." He said as he rolled his eyes. "Yes!" I shouted.
A/N: Okay I know it's a bit lengthy for a first chapter, but trust me you're gonna want to know what happens next! Next chapter we find out what happened to the Keyblade wielders and why they aren't around anymore. Until next time! Don't forget to Rate and Review!