Hello everyone ^^ This is my very first story on this site, while also being my only fanfic I've ever written. I hope you enjoy reading it, and I am happy to read any reviews anyone would like to make. I accept all help anyone would like to mention for improving the story. Thank you all for choosing to read my story, and once again, enjoy. ^-^
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Prologue - Awakening
Many beings are known to exist, and since their creation, the universe has been privileged to see them meet, in one way or another.
Those born from the darkness in a beings heart, Heartless.
The strength of ones body , continuing to live long after their heart is taken, Nobodies.
Even those who lingered, long since discarding the body and heart, relying only on their pure raw emotions.
Nearly all worlds and species have dealt with such creatures, those who prey on other living beings hearts, those searching for a way to become whole, and those, those who have their own personal reasons, for causing mass destruction.
One such tale , is one of many of a long line, to which the spiky haired key blade master has had to deal with, over his term with the mystical key blade.
The dust within the medium sized chamber, obviously carved out of the very rock that was all around, gently blew along the ground., swirling up and down with the faint short breaths of air that made its way into this long silent room. A ghost like glow slowly began to grow stronger and stronger, until the cause of it stepped through the very solid rock foundations, his black cloak covering his entire body with his hood completing the outfit, by hiding his face.
Once having taken a few steps into the room full of rock and shattered stone and crystal, the figure suddenly came to a complete stop, like someone who knew something was not quite right. Kneeling down to one of the larger, intact shards of diamond that laid strewed across the ground, the cloaked figure took the piece firmly within his grasp, before the same green glow appeared once again, enveloping not only the shard he held, but the entire chamber itself.
The eerie view that soon formed, soon became a living memory again. The shards of rock reassembled themselves, taking the form of the large pillars that were dotted along both sides of the chamber.
The hunks of near perfect diamonds, pieced back together and took on their original forms, being that of intricate designs along not only the pillars, but on the archway that took pride and place, at the far end of the room. Below the arch, the mirror of clear glass and crystal held within its view, the image of something that was both peaceful, yet malevolent at the same time.
The closed eyes of the tall silver haired man, made him look so innocent, even with his enormous tower like figure, firmly held behind the crystal and glass.
As the memory of the chamber continued to replay the events before the figure, a new chapter of ghostly images, soon began to play. The swirling portal was the first sign of something not right, for the figure, his hood if not hiding his face, would have revealed the large scowl etched across its brow.
From the swirling portal, the ghost like image of another cloaked figure stepped out from its deep mass, its own hood not propped up, and so revealed his shoulder length silver hair and dark skin. While the mysterious man's amber orange eyes glanced along the pillars and diamonds of the chamber, his gaze soon fell on that of that giant glass wall, while a small, almost unnoticeable smirk spread from the corner of his mouth.
While the cloaked man's boots echoed against the hard ground as he moved closer to the glass, the fully cloaked figure slowly walked behind him, the large shard of diamond he held acting as a source of the memories that were playing for him.
Placing his gloved right hand against the cold glass, the orange eyed man smiled even more, a swirling mixture of black and white energy started to spread first from his opened palm, but soon stretched across the glass itself, like hundreds of different cracks.
Soon that power the man controlled, began to have a profound impact on the structure of the glass and crystal, coming to a single, ultimate conclusion with the entire wall exploding in a shower of shards.
Launching amazingly in almost every direction, except that of the man himself, the shards struck nearly everything throughout the chamber, violently ripping chunks of earth and stone from all around. Finally as the pulverised crystal dust settled in the frame that held the wall of glass, the silver haired man's smile, soon fell, as the figure of the tall man before him, laid slumped over on the harmless dust, while all over his body, it seemed his entire form was fading away.
"What a pathetic sight. I assumed you were much better then this." The silver haired man stated, as he watched the tower of a man's body fade more and more on the ground.
"This has been quite a disappointment. Your power was legendary, and now it seems it was nothing but a myth."
As he said that, the cloaked man turned away from the laying figure, his body finally fading away with the last few dark wisps, while the orange eyed man made his way back towards the swirling portal he arrived through, to which a second memory of a man stood beside it. His wild blue hair and large X scar matched the obvious ferocity that was hidden below the depths of this beings calmness.
"Was it not what you expected Lord Xemnas?" the feral looking man inquired, the man known as Xemnas simply responding by closing his eyes and nodding his head in agreement.
"His power and knowledge would have proved most useful to our plans. We will now have no choice, but to continue in using the Original of number thirteen. Have we found his whereabouts since his opening of the final keyhole?" Xemnas asked the blue haired man, who continued to stand like a statue before the being.
"We have Lord Xemnas. It seems the wielder has returned to Bastion of Radiant Garden, just as you believed he would. Testing his strength may prove useful." the scarred man suggested, while Xemnas moved to face the swirling portal and stopped momentarily to speak before his departure.
"Thank you Saix, you may return to the castle and see to our new arrival." the Superior nobody said to Number seven of his organization, the glass spread along the ground crunching under their boots, as both of the nobodies stepped through the swirling portal, it too disappearing from sight and existence,.
The memory of the chamber brought with it a whole new layer of eerie silence to room, while the hooded figure continued to watch the still rolling memory. From the very spot in which the figure had faded away, the same dark wisps that once peeled away his entire body, soon began to appear again. The tendrils curled around each other, slowly forming a rather noticeably large gathering of darkness. Before long, this collection soon brought with it the familiar tower like appearance of the once faded man. Slowly, he stood up to his full height, his own boots crushing the shattered glass under his weight, as he took a few shaky steps forward with his eyes still firmly closed.
With every single step he took, since leaving the tiny portion of the chamber he was kept behind, the silver haired man looked as if he would collapse and fall over any second. However, as he continued to slowly take each step, his movement, his posture, everything about him seemed to grow stronger and stronger, until even a small twisted smile soon spread across his face.
Opening his lightly tanned hands, the towering figure continued to smile, even when the sudden bursts of darkness erupted from his open palms.
Suddenly swinging his arms, the man released his pent up anger as he swung the darkness from his hands, creating what appeared to be crackling whips, which sliced through the stone pillars and badly scarred the foundations all around him.
Wildly swinging more and more, the man finally came to a complete stop, his head hanging low while the two dark whips stretching from his hand faded away, their destructive duty already fulfilled on the entire chamber. The green ghost image of the chamber soon faded away, showing how the hooded figure had caught up with everything to that one, all important point.
Dropping the shard of diamond he held, the dull thud of it bouncing lightly against the ground was the only source of noise for the figure, as his gaze through the blackness of his hood, was firmly placed on the last place of the towering figure, its ghostly image frozen in place before him, to better look into his bright yellow eyes.
A sigh escaped from the figure, a tone of a rather bored sense could be felt from it, though under that, one could tell the complete seriousness of what had just happened, which is precisely why, the figure uttered these words.
"…Well this is just great!"
Well there we go. ^^ The first chapter/Prologue is up, and I'm quite happy with it. Again, helpful reviews and criticism is always welcomed, and I hope you enjoy reading the chapter and look forward to reading more. ^_^
Special thanks first to my friend Kingdomkeylight, who has allowed me to use his mysterious cloaked character in this chapter. ^^ You will all find out his true name and what he is over the next couple of chapters. ^_^
The dark figure from the shattered prison, is entirely my original character, and will appear much more during the story. ^-^