Disclaimer:I do not own any anime characters/plots/names/etc. This list will grow increasingly long, this is a COMPLETE list of the animes,games, and books that will appear, I own none of them.
*Gundam SEED*Vandread*Deltora Quest*Xenosaga*Sailor Moon (Due to my Sister and SEVERAL important events that require its presence on this list)*Legend of Dragoon*Ah! My Goddess*Blood Plus*Shin Seiki EVANGELLION*Harry Potter*Warhammer 40k(Dawn of War]Dark Crusade and STYR mod though I am the one planning the mod)*Halo 1-3*Kingdom Hearts 1-2*Final Fantasy VII-X*Star Ocean*Tenchi Muyo*Witch Hunter Robin*BLEACH*Naruto*Enchanted Arms*Darker Than BLACK*
Keep in mind this list is complete and there is no %^(*ing way it will be typed EVER again in this story, if something else appears I want to add it will be at the type between *'s
THIS IS NOT BASED IN KINGDOM HEARTS!!!!
There will probably be OOC. P.S. Try to guess all the songs, also please help me out with OOC.
It all began with a game of chess. Not a real one of course, for that would be entirely ridiculous. You see, it was a dream, all of it was. But I'm still unsure who was really dreaming. Well anyway, it wasn't an average game. The opponents could not see each other and each had a deck of cards. Every five turns they drew a card. They could either discard it or keep it. Or play it if they had enough points left.
They each started with 50 points, cards varied in how many they used up.
White moved a pawn next to a knight which moved and took a queen putting white in check. White played a card and a brilliant crimson steak appeared on the board, it forms a red armored individual clad in spiky plate mail, one shoulder piece was larger then the other. White ordered the piece with the word 'ORION' and it sprang into action, drawing an exaggerated broadsword, it swung it in each diagonal direction, obliterating the black pieces in waves of red light that moved through white pieces. This killed off the knight, Black's queen and a pawn opening Black's king to check. Black moved its bishop in the way and it started again in the manner of a simple game until black drew a card and played it, they each had 25 points, and lost more with every dead piece.
Black plays the card and summons a titanic being in the center of the board, taking up five spaces, unfortunately- its deployment cost 25 points. The board crumbled and White drew a glowing sword, motioning as if about to behead Black, who was frozen. White didn't however, and walked away. Black was furious and attempted to kill White, but was knocked back and flew out of the abyss they were playing in.
"This shall not stand!"
"One who is dead has no voice." White stated, "Now BEGONE! This is my realm."
The sky was dark as Meriel looked out the window, trying to see past the smog-filled sky, run-down buildings and streets lined with the homeless. It started raining again. She couldn't even see the sun. She never had, 'Wonder what it looks like?' She thought dismally.
"Hey Meiry, hurry up, or you'll be late again!" IT was Irine, her foster sister. A foster sister, and neither was adopted. Children in this world scarcely had families, they lived together in groups, their parents rarely seen, too busy trying to make a living. They knew each-other better then their parents did, really.
'Someday I'm going to leave here, I'm going to see what the sky really looks like, maybe then we'll be free of this black and white existence.' Though it was hardly a possibility- In Meriel's 'city' you couldn't leave, they were walled in by a huge steel fortification topped with barbed wire and coated in electric fence. The only way in was the gate, which didn't seem to operable from their side, it just omitted a few supply-carrying vehicles from time to time, driven by soldiers and guarded by soldiers. The supplies didn't even go to the populace, they were given to the committee members there, everyone else got the scraps. Meriel watched aforementioned vehicle drive by, it's passengers' face hidden away by black helmets with polarized obsidian-colored visors.
They drove indifferently past the street's occupants, one of which was shot for begging to be spared a morsel. This was the world she lived in, no one was happy here, there were no true families, children were left to themselves, and most didn't have homes. The city was a melancholy pit of negativity, the sky was even covered in smog all the time-so they never knew what the sun or even sky hidden away looked like. The parks were filled with withering grass and old shapeless husks that once may have been trees. Meriel spied a logo with the word 'T.E.R.P' written across it. She spat at it.
It was all their fault that the city was like this, her grandmother had said. They came in with their flashy technology and uniforms, and built a Ether reactor in the center of the city. It marked the town's becoming a major center, life was supposed to get better. But it got worse instead. The harnessing of Ether apparently unleashes a near-fatal virus called Gredo Syndrome, which was a disease contracted by the smog from the reactors, it affected human sight, behavior, it even made them physically weaker, caused dyslexia and numerous other learning inhibitors, even going so far as to make some lose the capability to think, which makes humans sentient. TO make matters worse, it could be spread instantly by touch, and was a dominant trait-meaning it would show up undiluted in every generation produced by the infected person to come.
T.E.R.P knew this and wore biohazard suits when they started a reactor, after walling the residents in. They even had their own fortified district with a dome over it ( the exhaust pipes and such spilled out of the dome) There were even rumors the sky was truly visible within.
Not to say this form of power gathering didn't have it's advantages, it produces at least 999,000 volts a second.
Meriel decided brooding would do her no good and got ready for school, though she was already quite late. Walking along the street, she tried to ignore the looks given her by its occupants. Pleading. Why? Because Meriel and her 'sister' were esteemed in society, that is- their lives were much easier than others because they were related to the top staff at T.E.R.P. Not that they cared, both hated the company, but weren't allowed to show it.
She also tried not to notice the bodyguard trailing her.
A child blocked her path, pleading with teary eyes. Meriel sighed and gave her an apple ignoring her bodyguard's complaint. She replied to him with "We're all equal anyway, and we all have it, aside from the higher ups, so what's the point of discriminating?" Before continuing to school.
She noticed something odd, there was a white-robed figure atop the cross of an old church, she turned to look before he simply vanished. She noticed time had seemed to stop moving, before it restarted.
Within the dome, a man sat at an oak hardwood desk. It was neatly organized with a pencil cup to the right, a laptop in the center, and several neat stacks of paper to its left. The man opened the laptop and accessed a file only to be met with the word CLASSIFIED. He typed in a password and it clear to show the following:
ARKANGEL- CN\\ARKANGEL was a secretly funded project with the goal of making a perfect human. This was done by administering a radioactive element, currently unnamed. Due to its use, it was nicknamed HOLY.
Once administered with HOLY, all grown specimens went into uncontrollable spasms of pain and died shortly. The researchers then administered it to a still developing human embryo, the child lived. Excited, scientists administered it to others discreetly and were met with a ninety percent rate of failure. In other words, nine out of ten 'specimens'-children- died before birth.
The project produced twenty subjects before its funding ceased. The children were sent to a special facility where they grew up without knowing their true parents. They were assigned names and it became evident that HOLY did not affect them all in the same manner. For one, there was their eyes.
Their eyes ranged from every color on the visible spectrum, and seemed to reflect their personality. They all had four elongated diamond shaped at 'cardinal points' around the pupil. Some grew into fiery, passionate teenagers, others into distant, uncertain ones. Another 'kink' was that no two had the same color eyes.
They each seemed to prefer their own fighting style and weapon of choice, so they were each given a customized weapon to fit. They were as perfect as possible and the scientists watched with mirth as they were easily manipulated into the dream they had when the project started. At least, until one of them went rogue.
SUBJECT 001 ALISTER- Alister was the first subject inducted into ARKANGEL, and also considered the most thoughtful. Alister's eyes were a piercing light gray, silver if you will. He also had white hair. Alister excelled in all categories but one, and was looked up to by all his 'brothers' and 'sisters'. He preferred the use of a halberd, but also worked well with short swords and daggers.
Alister was known to contemplate things for hours on end if given the freedom, and his aloof attitude tended to aggravate his teacher. Which allows me to remind you, he and the other subjects are only eighteen. One day Alister simple, left. The one category Alister never excelled in was resignation-in other words, he never stopped until he was done.
His whereabouts are unknown.
Smiling, and giving us a chance to notice he wears a white mask that covers all his face but the mouth. It has no features but a blue cross centered, the horizontal line sweeping across his eyes, revealing that the cross is a vaguely translucent glass. His eyes are a dark shade, more than likely brown. He is clad in white robes, wears thick white gloves that are plate-armored, the robe covers all his other clothing but his pants and boots. Which are simple white linen and plated respectively.
A steady drip begins and he frowns, before sinking into the floor through an odd black pool, which vanished. Moments later guards rush in to see a fried laptop and dead scientists on the floor-a vague slash at his neck. He was the CEO of TERP.
Aldaron appeared in a shimmer of static in his office, which was not nearly as well kept as the one he had just invaded. A picture in better condition then the rest of the office was on the wall, with the face of a young child on it- in black and white. A woman dressed like the typical secretary bowed when he entered. "So, DASA, should that help him?"
"According to the odds, yes." DASA stated, a neutral expression on her face.
"Good, play-list 1, please. Track 40."
"Of course."
With that music faded in- "My insides all turn to ash-so slow.. and the clouds above move closer, looking so dissatisfied.."
"That leaves them, let's start getting them together. You know- that look makes me feel criminal."
"My apologies, the process has been started." Aldaron's monitor flashed :\\Operation-SHEILD\\STATUS-ACTIVATED\\RESULT-PENDING...
"You may leave now."
"..Of course." She shuffled away as Aldaron stared out the window.
Usagi was about as average as your Japanese teenager can get- if you cut out being the moon's princess, a klutz, and being one of Earth's defenders.
Of course none of this was on her mind as she slept. She was having an odd dream,she was playing an odd game, there were pieces on a checkered board, and a deck of cards. She didn't know how she knew how to play, but she could. She played a card, against black, and lost. She woke up sweating, she didn't remember the rest. As she got up to head off to school, she fell through the floor with a startled yelp.
She awoke to find herself floating on a chunk of dry, arid earth, in the midst of a near indefinite darkness. It wasn't floating, it was just.. there. She looked around and noted a sing pointing in two directions, as well as her friends, except Mamoru and Hotaru. They all voiced their confusion in one way or other, before mutually agreeing to follow the road (which was the only thing visible aside from their little patch of land.) After a while, that disappeared and they were left to wander towards a speck of light, with it being their only reference point.
The walk lasted for hours. They grew tired but stubbornly kept moving, even though Ami was getting off the chart readings on her scanner. After what seemed like an eternity, they reached a pearly white-brick wall, with a gate flanked by turrets. A shield with a black crest waved on banners atop the turrets.
They were approaching when Usagi tipped and hit her head on the door with a long hollow thud. The gates opened and they tentatively entered. What must have normally been a bustling city was quiet as the residents lined the street looking at them. "This is a little..err..uncomfortable." Usagi stated. Any acknowledgments were cut off as someone approached them.
"Hello, please excuse the residents, our leader would like to see you if you'll just follow me, he's in the theater." After the chaperon's statement he led them through the maze of streets until they reached a cross-section, where the guard uneasily turned around as a street light behind them flickered before falling entirely. "Great..you guys get moving, I'll hold her off. The theater is two blocks down, if you turn left."
Before they could protest they fell through the floor.. again. Their last sight was the chaperon standing defiantly as a menacing figure clad in black approached.
She cradled it, like a child. It belong to her, and she belonged to it. Its name was Vitaledum. Her name was Karen. It was a demon, she was an angel. She was lost, and it found her. Her name was Karen Hoxely, though she despised her surname. This is why.
She was infused with ether, the planet's life-force, the moment she was born by a power-hungry family that planned to use her as a tool, but failed when she became volatile with her new powers, killing them. As a result of being exposed to the ether, it runs in her veins, she is almost un-killable save for being killed with a magic blade, and has luminescent teal eyes, with an odd pale blue complexion. In order to keep her from 'self destructing' the she was enchanted so that she could not bring herself to commit suicide. She's relatively sorrowful now and has almost stabilized her emotional flux, though she is still a very volatile person.
Despite being un-killable, she does become weakened by fatal blows.
Looking up, she noticed the city grow closer, it really did look like a horrible place. The sun had disappeared behind line after line of gray clouds. "Yes, I'll fix it Rosuto, for you anyway. I just need to get to the problem's heart." She approached the gates, seemingly dwarfed by their size, she noticed several soldiers stationed at them, their weapons trained on her. "T`ch."
She simply kept walking until she was about ten meters from the gate. The soldiers fired their weapons, of an obviously high caliber, kicking up smoke and debris. The smoke cleared and Karen was still standing, surrounded by bullets. Karen simply raised her hand, and sent a volley of raw power at them, incinerating them and the gate they were guarding.
She simply walked past and into the city, surrounded by onlookers. A soldier, probably driven insane by the spectacle, fired an armor-piercing rocket at her back. She and several civilians were surrounded in smoke, only to show Karen unconscious in a crater.
They city's 'police' quickly retrieved her and blockaded the gate's ruins. She was being sent to a prison until she would be questioned. From the roof of a nearby building, Alister watched it all.