Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or Final Fantasy. All characters and original story are owned by Square Enix, Disney, and so forth…
"This is it. Its your choice… So, what are you going to do?"
"Whatever it takes..."
"…You've made your choice, it ends now."
The silence was shattered by the clang and clash of steel. And then, silence filled the air again.
This is the same dream I've been having for about a week now. Each night brings me closer and closer to the battle that reverberates through my skull. Who are they? Is it real? Of course not, its only a dream.
I pulled myself out of bed and placed my feet on the cold floor. The winter air filled the room as I opened the window.
Its going to be a cold day. We need to get to Traverse Town soon.
"Wake up Ventus." I called softly to the sleeping boy on the couch. "Its time to go."
Still half asleep, he rose up and rubbed the gunk from his eyes. "What time is it?" he asked as he looked out the window, noticing it was still dark.
"About five thirty." I replied.
"Aww, Terra, why so early?" he complained.
"I couldn't sleep. It was the same dream again."
"Its becoming more and more vivid." I said. "I can almost feel the wind, smell the fear and sweat. Something is going to happen. Whatever it is, I don't think its going to be good."
As he staggered to his feet, I prepared the coffee so we could be on our way.
"What's the plan then? Where is it that we are going?" He asked me.
"We'll head for Traverse Town. Its not more than ten or fifteen miles north…"
I grabbed a cup from my bag and poured some coffee.
"…There we will meet up with some of my friends who will then accompany us."
Ven pondered my response. "Accompany us where?" he asked.
"You certainly ask a lot of questions." I replied.
"Its what you do when you don't remember anything. You still haven't told me where you found me or why I was there." Ven said.
He continued his questions, but everything seemed to be fading away. Noise became quiet and then stopped altogether. Time it self seemed to stop. It seemed as though I was standing in the middle of nothingness. Total blackness, and there he was. Just standing there with his back to me.
My head began to throb. I could here his voice, speaking softly, but with an evil tone.
"So what are you going to do?"
I came to with a start, realizing how hot my coffee was as it spilled over the side of the cup.
"Are you alright? You just stopped and stood there like a mannequin." Ven crossed the room to me.
"Yes, I'm fine. Just a little thought." I lied.
He could see through my lie, but did not press the matter, nor did he continue his questioning. We left after I finished my cup of coffee and repacked the cup. Traverse Town was our goal. A nice small town full of friendly people and many places to stock up on supplies.
Ven and I were about 15 miles south of Traverse town in The Land of Dragons. We passed numerous rice patty fields and farms. The people here were rather friendly, and tended to keep to themselves. They paid little to no attention to travelers, because they preferred to stay out of any kind of trouble they might bring. But they gladly provided rooms for us and made no inquiries of our strange clothes or weapons.
We are both Keyblade wielders, though Ven fought with a backhand style. He knows how to fight, but I fear what would happen if we come across them.
My Keyblade is a bronze-brown color. The tip of the blade has two hammer like protrusions. Both of which have two slightly hooked ends. Its not too long of a blade, but it packs a good punch. Ven has a Keyblade which is rather extravagant looking. The hand guard appears to be wings of a brilliant white color. The color is the same throughout the blade except for the tip, which has a red heart in between two wings. It has a decent reach and he seems to do fine with it, even with his strange back hand style.
As we reached the outer edge of the village, we could see two shadows standing in the road. One was slightly taller than the other. Both were wearing long black coats and appeared to be wearing hoods that covered their faces.
"Who are they?" Ven asked.
"Hopefully not who I think it is." I replied.
We got closer and closer and I could tell then that they were exactly who I feared they were. Watchers.
As we approached them, they removed their hoods. The taller one had long cherry blossom hair and appeared to be carrying a scythe. The other was a female who had two strands of blonde hair that stuck out like antennas on a bug, with the rest slicked back. She had no visible weapons.
We stopped about six or seven feet away from them.
"Hmmm, where are we strolling to this fine morning?" the man asked.
"What's it to you, Watcher? We've done nothing wrong here." Terra replied.
"Oh, Terra. Let's not play dumb, it's not your style." The man with pink hair said as he drug his hand through his hair. "Your better off handing him over now."
Ven shuddered at the sentence. "….hand him over…" What did I do?
"I don't know what you're talking about…" Terra said shakily.
"Oh, I see, you mean to say you haven't told him?" He said, his grin getting bigger. "Very interesting. Well boy, do you know who you are?" He asked as he slowly walked closer to Ven. "What you are?"
Ven was becoming frightened. What was going on? What wasn't Terra telling him? Who were these people, and what did they want with him? Who am I? What am I?
With all these questions racing in his head, he didn't realize Terra had jumped the man with pink hair and that the blonde woman was moving towards him.
He summoned his Keyblade and prepared for a fight.
"Hmph. You're out of your league kid," she said with a sadistic smile. "This is going to be fun."
Ven was waiting for her first attack, and then he felt a sudden shock in his back.
He collapsed on the ground unable to move. "How? What just happened she was standing there…" at that moment he realized that she was no longer in front of him, but behind him.
"She's so fast…" He thought. "I've got to focus!"
Ven stood up shakily. He could feel the electricity run through his body.
"I told you, you're out of your league."
Ven gritted his teeth and lunged at her with a spiraling slash. She blocked his blade easily with a single knife. Bouncing back, he quickly lunged again with a quick jab that was, once again, easily deflected.
They danced about the road, trading blows back and forth. Ven was trying his hardest to keep up, and the mysterious blonde just laughed as if it were a game. They traded blows a final time and then separated.
Ven stood a couple feet away trying to catch his breath. He couldn't help but feel like she was toying with him. What's she trying to do? He looked over to see Terra holding his own fairly well against the unknown man, who seemed to be having trouble handling Terra's brute strength.
"Your fight is over here!" She yelled as she lunged forward.
She caught him off guard and brought her balled fist into his stomach.
The oxygen left his lungs and he could feel the electricity surge through his body. He collapsed on the ground in a heap.
"Hmph, you didn't last all that long. I don't see why he fears you…." She said quietly as she looked over to see Terra standing above the defeated man in the field.
"Not today, I guess."
She opened a portal and walked in.
"Hehe, you fight quite well, Terra. I wish you never left…we need more people like you." He grinned as blood trickled down his face.
"I left all of that behind. And now, your finished…" He raised his Keyblade high for the final swing.
Just then a portal opened behind Terra and the blonde woman stepped out.
"Watch your back." she said as she laid a hand on his spine and sent a surged of electricity through his body.
Terra's muscles began to spasm and his legs gave out.
"Not today, Terra. But you will see us again." The man said with a grin.
They turned and disappeared into the portal.
As Terra lay on the ground, he looked over at Ven who was still in a heap.
How could he lose? What happened to his power?
The pain began to fade away and everything grew dark. Sleep took him and he began to dream again. The same dream….
"…So what are you going to do?"