Kingdom Hearts: Elementals: Rise of the Seven Sins
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Chapter one. Mason
Mason dropped into the familiar fighting stance. His best friend, Kyle, was in front of him, his Element swirling around him. The slightly-younger boy's shoulder length hair floated around his in the wind.
"Go!" Mason's younger sister, Crystal, shouted. Mason lunged forward, Keyblade poised to strike. A rush of wind greeted him, pushing him back. He slashed at the wind, ripping the gust to shreds. Using the Blade as a shield, he was able to push forwards. He swung at Kyle, the silver of his Blade flashing in the hot summer sun.
Kyle jumped back, throwing in a little showy back flip, before showing another current of air forwards, sending Mason flying back, almost sending him into the water. Mason jumped back up to his feet and scanned the beach for Kyle. But he wasn't on the sand. The second he looked up, he was knocked back on the ground, Kyle landing on his back.
He could hear Crystal cheering for Kyle.
He rolled to the left, a bit farther from the water. He heard Kyle's cry of surprise and felt as Kyle's weight fell off him, and the faint splash of water as his friend landed in it.
The two boys scrambled to their feet. They met each other's eyes, fire sparking between them.
And he summoned the feeble bit of magic that Donald had taught him after he first summoned the Keyblade.
Mason dodged the fireball that was sent hurtling towards him, knowing the wind would just feed the flame.
Mason cursed as he saw the winds take a slight blue tint, knowing this would be Kyle's finishing move.
The winds crashed into him, raising him off the ground. And he was flung across the beach, landing at Crystal's feet.
"What's the score now?" Mason asked his little sister, voice scratchy in his dry throat, dismissing his Keyblade. Her blue eyes peered down at him, sparkling in laughter.
Crystal made a tick mark in her book before speaking. "Aidan has twenty-four wins, Nadia eighteen, Mason fifteen, and Kyle is now at fifteen. Ten ties. Mason, against Kyle, you won seven times, Kyle, you won against Mason six times."
Mason smirked as he picked himself off the sand, shaking the grains out of his hair. "I'm still in the lead against you!"
Crystal laughed. "Yeah, but Aidan is kicking your ass, Mason. He beat you ten times, and you only beat him three." She noticed him falter slightly. "Some Keyblade Warrior you are. You can't even beat a normal person."
Kyle was the one who defended Mason. "Aidan is on freaking steroids or something. He's training all the damn time."
Crystal smirked. "Is that the reason you never beat him, Kyle?"
Kyle stared at the younger girl before turning to Mason. "Why is she here again?"
Mason pushed back a strand of long-ish red hair out from his eyes. Crystal wouldn't let him get it cut. She always found a way to stop him. She said he looked better with long hair. He was close to shaving it off himself, because he found it annoying, no matter how badly Crystal would kill him. "Because, she's the only one, besides me and our parents, who know what you are."
Kyle glanced away. "Oh yeah, I forgot. She knows I'm a freak. A mistake."
Crystal threw down her book and marched up to Kyle. The younger girl then slapped him. "Don't say that!" She screamed, tears pricking her eyes. Kyle lifted a hand to the cheek she slapped and gingerly touched it. The two boys where in shock at the young brunette's actions.
"It's true." Kyle whispered, so softly, even Crystal, who was a few feet away from him, strained to hear. "That's why mom left. She walked into my room, I used my Wind powers to slam the door shut and start a small windstorm and she freaked out, and left us. I was the only reason she was staying, and when she found out she gave birth to a freak, she couldn't handle it anymore." He stared Crystal. "That's why dad's alone. He doesn't want to put me through that again. I was a mistake. I wasn't meant to be alive, I wasn't suppose to have this curse."
"Don't say that." Crystal replied, the tears finally spilling over. "Don't ever say that." And then she took off. Mason and Kyle watched her go.
"What's with her?" Kyle asked as Mason picked up the book.
His best friend gave him an unbelieving look. "You are so dense." The slightly older boy sighed. "She's gonna kill me for telling you this, but my little sister has a crush on a certain somebody." And with that the Keyblade warrior, hands in his pockets, left his best friend to puzzle it out.
Crystal watched as her brother and father sparred in the backyard. Mason only trained, nowadays. Training for his "big mission". He believed that it was his duty to bring the elementals together, and then to defend the Worlds, like their father did (Well, his father didn't have the Elementals, but still…), with said elementals. Everybody thought that was what he was meant to do. And they believed she was to take her mother's position of Princess of Light, the Seventh Princess of Heart.
That had always put in their head, every since they where little. They even played like that. When they played Knights and Dragons, Aidan would normally be the bad guy, unless somebody else wanted to be it, and she would be the helpless princess who gets captures by Dark Lord Aidan. Mason would be the head knight who leads the battle against Aidan, Nadia would be the only female knight, and Kyle would normally be the one to rescue Crystal while Aidan was distracted.
She didn't want to be a Princess of light. She wanted to learn how to fight, how to defend herself, instead of relying on her brother to do so for her.
"Sora, Mason, Crystal," The three looked up when they heard the woman of the house calling. Kairi was ready for the Court in a pink gown, the white lace of the contraption brushing the ground, a frown on her made up face. "It's almost time for Court! You guys have to get ready."
Mason fixed the sash of his Court outfit. It was the similar to what his father would wear to Court. Silver tunic, metallic pink sash, those little shoulder things, black pants, and black boots. He looked like some fairytale prince.
Crystal flung the door to his room open, dressed in her normal Court dress, stomped in, and turned so her back was facing him. The stiff material was open so he could see the back of the fifteen year old's bra, and he understood the silent demand.
His fingers, quick with practice, buttoned up the small silver buttons, then laced up the strings, ending with tying the ribbon.
"Why don't you ever ask mom to help you?"
"Because, she'll start on how beautiful I look, and I don't want to hear it right now. I'm in a bad mood." Crystal was always in a bad mood when it came time to go to Court. Mason rolled his eyes.
"Of course." Mason took a good look at her. She was wearing something similar to their mother's dress. Pink, the skirt fluffed out, trimmed in lack, off the shoulder, made out of silk, had a "damned corset", as Crystal would call it, to give her a better figure. The only differences was that the dress was shorter then their mother's. Kairi's swept the floor, while Crystal's only reached mid thigh, and it was trimmed in silver, instead of white. Her hair was pulled into a tight bun.
Kairi came bouncing in, a dress bag in her arms. She frowned when she saw that Crystal was wearing her normal dress. Then she beamed.
"Crystal, you have a new dress. It's on your bed." Crystal frowned as Kairi passed the bag to Mason and dragged the younger girl out.
Mason sighed as he opened the bag and grinned when he noticed that there was no pink on his new outfit.
Score, the boy thought, happy that he was no longer required to wear pink.
"I want your outfit." Crystal hissed to her brother, making him laugh. She was very much against Court Dresses, and now that she was wearing the dress of a fifteen year old, she wasn't much happier. Instead of the short colorful dress, she was wearing a floor length prom-looking dress, the dress of a crowned Princess, which she became last Court. It was green with a black ribbon, and her mother was forcing her to wear black lace gloves. She
gave him a glare, which he returned with a smirk.
The second the small family walked into the large ballroom, Kairi took her seat at one of the seven thrones, Sora standing next to her, and Mason and Crystal joined a small group of teens.
One of the other Princesses was crooning over how cruel it was that Crystal was still paired with her brother and had yet to find her own escort. The siblings bit their tongues. They had to act respectable, or else Crystal risked losing her crown.
And then it was time for the meeting. The Seven Princesses filed into the meeting room and sat at the table, their escorts sitting beside them. The seven Heiresses and their escorts stood behind their respected Princess. Kairi started the meeting.
"There has been a new group discovered," Kairi began, drawing a letter out from a folder neither of her children had noticed she had been carrying. "I was written by a friend, who talked about 'horrors from legends' coming back 'to wreak havoc over the Worlds once again'. He had named them the Seven Deadly Sins." Kairi paused as a small mummer ran through the other Princesses. "He had seen, as the name suggested, Seven of the more powerful ones. The ones who look human. They call themselves Wrath, Gluttony, Lust, Greed, Pride, Sloth, and Envy." The siblings blinked. They remembered the stories that Mr. Sato, the man who lived down the street, would tell them when they where little. The stories where about how there was a group of evil people called the Seven Deadly Sins, and how they tried to turn these beings called Elementals evil, so the could have ultimate powers over all the elements. But the elementals rejected them and destroyed them. Kairi seemed to remember the story that her children would babble about to. "If the Sins are back, after thousands of years, then the Elementals, the ones who defeated them, might be back, as well. I know one of the Elementals. Air. And I know where another one is, element unknown."
Jasmine stood. "What do you propose, Kairi, to find these Elementals?" The title for these "special" people sounded foreign on her tongue.
"I believe we should send somebody to find them. Someone who's not afraid of the Sin, someone who-"
"I'll do it." All eyes fell on Mason, who stared straight ahead, like volunteering for a life threatening mission was something that happened every day.