Hey, this is your friend Chitose, posting something completely new. Actually, it's pretty old, but new for you.
This is a parody that my good friend Aubbie G and I wrote together back in high school, just for kicks. The way it worked was I would write a little of our silly little story, then e-mail it to her, and she would write the next part, send it to me and I would write back and so on.
We were just having fun, and looking at this story now it still cracks me up. We thought it would be cool to share it with you!
Remember, this is a parody. Don't take it too seriously.
-Just some warnings. Expect to see:
- Kairi bashing (sorry to Kairi fans...sorta)
-A confusing plot
-Riku, Axel, Roxas (...and lots of others) bashing
-Uncalled for Silliness.
Now get reading! Updates whenever...
Part 1 (By Chitose Fama)
And so it began...
...again...
Through the rolling, rumbling, foreboding clouds streaks of bright, shining, iridescent sunlight flecked the shores of the Destiny Islands. Rain seemed inevitable and unavoidable...and inescapable. Still, heat clung to the air like a fat cat to the pant leg of his owner who never feeds him. The sun would not be setting for another 4 or 30 hours, although no one on the Destiny Islands knew how to tell time anyway. Except, that is, for one person.
That one person was the chosen of the Keyblade. And the chosen of a great destiny. And the chosen of a bunch of other things...because he is just that great. It was Sora. An inconceivably thin and lanky young man with outrageously awesome hair and unrealistically bright blue eyes. He liked to use many adjectives to describe himself.
Sora was once a hero. The wielder of the fabled keyblade and the center of many important people's attention. For awhile the bad guys were always like, "Hey it's Sora! Let's pick on him and leave him annoying clues then try to kill him when he turns out to be smart enough to figure out who we are." Sora was once a great fighter who, like his hair, could defy gravity itself and he spun though the air, blade flashing even in the darkness of a dudgeon.
But now Sora was forgotten, and bored as he tied and untied his enormous shoes again and again in the quiet of someplace very few people went to. The only person who had not seemed to have forgotten him was his old "friend" Kairi, who made it a part of her daily routine to annoy him to the brink of his very great patience.
Sora sighed as he remembered that she had yet to pester him that day. He was busily longing for adventure when another one of his friends stalked up behind him. Sora was well-aware of Riku's presence, but he did not care to talk to him.
"Kairi is really annoying." Riku said suddenly.
Sora blinked and turned unexpectedly. His hair flew over his large blue eyes as he answered. "So you've noticed too? I wish I could hate her, but I don't hate people."
'Yeah," Riku said coolly even though he was not cool in the slightest. Only Sora is cool. And Aladdin. "She was never ever, ever never, not ever, very rarely, only sometimes, never in my memory, only occasionally, not even once, never in a million years, nowhere near, and in no way...uh..."
"What?" Sora asked, looking adorable.
"...What were we talking about?" Riku asked blankly. "One day I will be better than you!" He burst out, then turned and ran off.
Sora was used to his strange friends, and simply returned to tying his shoes. Only a few crawling minutes passed before something else, but a much more exciting something else happened.
High in the sky Sora noticed several pale blue lights behind the clouds. The lights grew brighter as he watched, but as they grew a shadow of intense proportions descended over him. He realized a huge space ship was drifting down toward him, glowing in the grey sky.
The Ship landed with a shudder, and Sora watched with a calm expression as a great door slid open from the side of the space craft. The light flowing from the door was so bright Sora had to cover his eyes. A figure stepped into the frame of the door and held out a hand to him.
Sora frowned. That whole deal with the open hand was so Kingdom Hearts 1. Still, he waited for more actions from the figure.
"You are Sora. Holder of the Keyblade," said the stranger.
"You gonna write a song about it?" Sora said.
"What?" The figure stiffened in surprise.
"Nothing. Yes, I'm Sora-"
"It was not a question!" The dark figure snapped. "I was stating fact!"
Sora laughed."Okay I have a fact too! Did you know that volcanoes-?"
"I do not care!" The figure of a man stepped forward, and Sora saw him clearly. It was Anakin Skywalker. "I have come to request your services."
Sora's jaw hung low and his eye brows were furrowed in a deep frown of confusion. Finally he spoke. "How did you get here? Star Wars isn't a Disney movie..."
End Part One
