Black Phoenix

by deadly maelstrom

What happens after you've won? You make sure you stay victorious. Sora did just that. But, it cost him everything only to fooled by destiny. In his tireless quest to end the Darkness, all those around him were lost to him. Fame and power were gifts he received from destiny and, he used them to their greatest extent. This is the story of a man who defied destiny. OC centered.

1. Prologue

Black Phoenix

Prologue

Riku laid on the hard earth barely conscious of the fact that he was still alive. His silver hair was stained with his own blood and the blood of his felled assailants. Countless corpses littered the ground around him. Riku knew he was done for but, he could smile. He had won.

His prize was the life he'd been fighting to protect. It belonged to a boy only just turned eleven. Tears rolled down his face and his pink irises were surrounded by red. Riku had hoped this boy would become a Keyblade Master in the future but, he lacked the ability to even hold the Keyblade let alone master it. Unlike most people for whom the Keyblade simply returned to their owner, it became an impossible weight in his hands: total rejection.

But Riku let the boy travel with him anyway. He'd been searching for his long time friend Kairi for years and the boy had attempted to rob him. He and the girl he teamed up with decided to stick around after a sound beating, against Riku's will. They had been the cause all sorts of trouble but, something was different about the boy. At first Riku assumed the boys brown spiky hair had been the cause but it was much different. Destiny seemed to abandon child. The Keyblade's rejection proved that. However, a storm raged in his heart that made him impossible to ignore. By the time a year had passed Riku had come to care about the pair as though they were his own children.

He's the one who can do it. He thought. He can free Sora. Out of his pocket he pulled a small metal charm. It was shaped like a bird with its wings spread and burning with black flames. Riku reached up and handed it to the boy whose body refused to stop trembling. Riku moved his hand and touched the boy's face, smearing it with blood. Riku's voice refused to work so he silently mouthed, "It's yours now."

Riku's hand dropped and his eyes closed. A smile was still on his face. The last thing he felt was the soil mixed with his own red blood and a tear falling on his face.

This began the story of a man who defied destiny.