Prologue:
The Keyblade; is it a gift sent to destroy the evil that rests within worlds, or is it a curse for those unlucky enough to be chosen wielders? Battles have been fought, and wars were waged over this weapon. Countless lives lost because of its' power, yet countless lives have been saved as well. For those chosen by the Keyblade, it is both a curse and a gift. A chance to save all they hold dear, but a chance to lose it all as well.
The bustling city of Neon has a new visitor, a strange being known as a Nobody. His intentions are good but his circumstance only brings disaster along with him. The fate of this world as well as the rest falls on one "man's" shoulders. Should he fail everything will be lost, but if he should succeed then what he has been searching may one day be restored.
Chapter 1: The Beginning of the End
A figure shrouded in a pitch black cloak walked the cold streets of the bustling city. Hundreds if not thousands of people rushed past the figure attempting to hurry on with their day, bumping into him here and there, while some stopped and apologized most just continued on their way. These people didn't concern the figure as he continued to push his way through the crowd. His only objective was to blend in with the crowd, maybe if he could do that he wouldn't be found by THEM.
The city streets were filled with many different sights, like that of a man begging for spare change as onlookers either passed the man or scolded him for being in such a poor state. Under the cloak, the figure was enraged but he knew that subtlety was his only action at this point. The figure continued on until he saw a glowing sign high above the city streets below. The figure read aloud in a mildly deep voice "Welcome to Neon, the city that never sleeps." The figure pressed on, heading deeper into the heart of the city. The population only became denser the further he went and because of this he thought himself safe.
The figure had finally relaxed for but a moment when he heard a loud shriek coming from behind him. The figure turned to see a woman being grabbed by a foul looking creature. The creature stood as tall as an average adult, but its skin was pitch black save for a few small yellow etches that seemed to be scars. The creature was very muscular and had large claws that seemed as sharp as any blade. It had eyes of a deep blood red that looked as though they were looking straight through you. Long tendrils sprouted from its' head and slammed against the ground, THEY had found him.
The woman continued to scream as the creature shook her back and forth in one of its claws. The figure removed the cloak revealing a young man with shoulder length silver hair and a pair of glasses perched upon his face. The man ran towards the creature as it continued to swing the woman back and forth. As it caught sight of him, the creature squeezed the woman and tossed her aside charging the man. The creature moved like a human but its features clearly proved that it wasn't. Lifting up both of its arms the creature lunged at the man as he quickly ducked and rolled out of the way.
The man opened the palms of his hands and thrust his arms out to his sides, as if waiting for something to happen. The creature recollected itself and turned around to charge the man again. The people around the two were stricken by fear and couldn't move they could only watch as the man stood there with his arms wide open as if waiting for the creature to attack him. The man began to look worried as the creature began to close in on him, as far as everyone around him could tell he was unarmed. The creature lunged at the man once again, lifting itself off the ground. Threatening to strike the man, it threw one of its blade like claws. As the claw came closer to the man, a surge of energy shot through the palms of the man and produced weapons out of thin air.
Just as the claw connected with the man, he spun to his right and ducked under the creature. As fast as he could the man slashed with both of his weapons creating a bright line of light that could be seen passing through the creature. As fast as the weapons appeared, they disappeared just as fast. Leaving the man on one knee, empty handed, while the creature lay motionless in front of him. From out of the creature oozed a dark purple liquid the evaporated as soon as it touched the ground. Slowly the man stood up as the fallen beast began to dissolve. The crowd looked in awe at the mysterious man and the now dissolving creature, what had just happened? The man looked around and spotted his cloak; quickly he ran and picked it up from the ground. He rushed to put it on and conceal his face from the many people around; once his face was covered the man rushed through the crowd to once again blend in with his surroundings.