Darkness : back again with an update on time...odd I'm never on time..anywho..oh with the story XD

Disclaimer : We do not own the keyblades, heartless or anything associated with Kingdom hearts. This goes for the whole story.

However , each OC belongs to the respected owner. Will is Darkness's creation and Ben is Light's creation. Enjoy the story and please review!

Will slowly staggered into French, first lesson of the morning. He reached his desk which was at the back in between two of his friends, Jiusi, and Peter. When he reached his desk he collapsed into his seat before resting his head on the desk.
"Are you drunk?" Peter asked. Peter was a very tall teen around the age of fifteen. He had light brown hair tied back into a ponytail.
"No...I feel hung over though..." Will moaned in reply. Jiusi was a Chinese girl with long black hair with brown highlights. Juisi looked at Will and quickly went into her pencil case and brought out her sharpest pencil and began to prod Will with it.
"Is it alive?" she asked, Will hadn't moved and barely made a sound until she prodded him in the side, which caused him to shoot up. The prod had so much force behind it, it was like getting stabbed.
"I guess it's alive..." Will began to remove his bag and black hooded jacket and quickly got his stuff out for French. Will looked around the room and noticed there were about five or six people missing. Quickly his head snapped to the left,where Jiusi was sitting.
" I take it Rhi isn't in?" Will asked, because Jiusi was in Rhi's seat. Between Rhi, Jiusi and Peter, there wasn't a single person in the year Will, Ben and others didn't know the name of.
"Nope. See you finally woke up."
"I didn't sleep last night...feel...weird..." Jiusi sighed at Will's statement.
"Maybe you're coming down with something." Will laughed,
"You know how rare it is for me to get ill..."
"You were ill last week!" Peter interjected.
"...Shut up...And why did you stab me!?" Before Jiusi could answer the teacher walked into the class and noticed there were several people missing. That meant only about eleven people were in the class.
"Okay then...there arn't enough here to teach so just get on with some coursework." Will sighed and looked at his French book.
"This isn't my French book..." It was a small leather book with a key engraved on the cover. It was titled "Legend of the Keyblade." Will opened the cover and began to read the inside cover. "There are two legends of the Keyblade, one that said it saved worlds, and another that it destroyed them." Will flicked to the next page, he had just found his coursework for the lesson.

Ben walked into his Welsh room, it happened to be upstairs from where Will, Peter and Juisi had french. He walked into the room and greeted the teacher,
"Hello Ms Nut. Where is everyone?" There was only him and ms Nut in the room.
"Morning Ben, well, its the last week and there is that virus going around. But Morgan is in, she dropped her stuff before heading off on a message for me."
As if on cue Morgan walked in behind Ben and greeted him.
"The two of you can do what you like, I'm not bothered, and I'm sure Mr Davies isn't checking on everyone." Ms Nut informed the pair. Ben sat down at the back next to Morgan and decided to leave his trench coat on. He slid his hand into one of his pockets looking for his Mp3 player, instead his hand came into contact with something leather and he pulled it out. He pulled it out to see what it was. It was a book, with writing on the front saying "The story of the Keyblade masters." He flipped the cover to look through it. Inside the cover was etched a passage.
"There are two types of wielders. Keyblade wielders and Keyblade masters. Anyone strong of heart can be a Keyblade wielder, but only the strongest can be a Keyblade master. Keyblade masters are only ever selected once a generation. The main difference between these two types is the amount of power..." The rest was faded from time. He could make out some words but it wasn't clear. He took out some pen and paper and began to try to make sense of the surviving words.

Back in French Will had been reading the book for about fithteen minutes. Barely anyone was doing coursework they just appeared to be. In fact, everyone was just talking. Will was still reading the book.The book that hadn't left Will's hands, it went on to talk about all sort of things. Most of all it went on and on about these Heartless. Black creatures, with bright yellow eyes. Something made Will look up from the book. Something was outside, something, dark. Will placed the book in his bag and walked up to his teacher.
"Excuse me Miss, may I go to the nurse? I have a really bad headache..." he said quietly, trying to pull it off. He was given a note and he half walked, half ran out the door. The corridor was empty. There was a deathly silence, not even the chatter from the classrooms could be heard. It was sureal. Will could tell there was something there. He knew it. He quietly walked to the corridor which led to the food tech rooms. He peered to the right, nothing on the stairs. He quickly averted his eyes to the left, nothing in the Key stage office either. He walked towards the north west corner towards the double doors in the corner. He opened one and there, just on the otherside. A group of small, black, mist like creatures scampered around. Their bright yellow eyes stared at him. Will , on pure instinct put his hand into his pocket and touched a small keychain. Something whilstled through his mind,
"Say it...you know my name." He quickly pulled it out and said
"Sleeping Lion." A bright silver flash blinded anyone who saw it. There in Will's hands was a long silver blade. It was the blade from his dream. The key like blade, the lions head sat proudly at the end of the blade.
"Good. You are a keyblader after all...now...lets get started shall we?" Who ever that voice belonged to was definatly on his side. It was warm, welcoming, but on edge as if expecting something. One of the black mist like things jumped into the air, out of pure instinct Will swung the blade down, slicing it clean in half before it disappeared into mist. But, a second had jumped onto causing him to stumble back and crash to the floor hitting his head. He raised his arms to try and throw the heartless off him. It went to take a swipe at his face but he caught it and threw it off. The force of the throw was so great, the heartless smashed into the wall.
"Black creatures with yellow eyes...must be heartless...wait...why are they here!?" Will quickly thought as he picked up his keyblade from behind him. Will quickly went to stab the heartless where it had fallen only for it to sink into the floor.
"Behind you!" the voice warned him. He swung round and cleaved another one in half. Will looked around him, two left. He held the blade in front of him with both hands on the soft leather grip. It felt oddly familiar. Will stepped to the right to dodge one of the heartless before stabbing it with the blade. The other heartless had dissappeared. Will looked round franticaly, but the heartless was no where to be seen.
"Nothing can be done now...go back to your room for now." whistled the voice. Will shook his head for a moment. If Heartless were here, then they were in trouble.
"What am I going to do with this...blade?" He looked at it before it shon dimly and turned back to the keychain. A small lion head now rested in his palm. He walked quickly back to his class and took his seat. He looked at Peter and Juisi who kept staring at him.
"What?..." he asked. Jiusi just pointed whilst Peter slowly said,
"You're bleeding..." Will put his hand to his head, it was only a small cut, not much blood.
"Oh I uh...um fell down the stairs on the way back, you know what I'm like." Will laughed quietly. He figured It was from one of the Heartless. But he still wondered where the other one had gone.

Meanwhile, upstairs in the welsh room, Ben had found most of the words. He stared at the book as it lay harmless on the desk. He believed in logical answers. How could a book just appear in your pocket and talk about keys and Heartless? He sighed and continued looking at the book. Morgan looked over at him and saw the book. Before she could say anything, a loud bang caught everyones attention. Again, another bang. Then it stopped. Silence echoed throughout the small room. Ms Nut walked cautiously acorss the room to the door and opened it, expecting a pupil to be running amock in the corridor. She wasnt expecting a pair of yellow eyes to be staring back at her. She quickly backed into the room. Ben had already gotten up and walked towards the door. The small black creature hobbled into the room, but it didnt get to stay as Ben kicked it out the door.
"Get that thing and kill it!" Ms Nut screamed. Ben casually walked out the door and closed it behind him.
"Where are these things coming from?" Ben asked himself. Unfortunately, it hadnt been just the one heartless, it had friends. Ben reached out and a golden flash enveloped his hand. In his hand, a gold guard , with a long silver blade and the top shaped like a key.The Kingdom Key. The majestic keyblade of previous wielders. Ben lauched himself into the black sea. Swinging wildly, cleaving the black creatures into nothing more than mist. Several jumped into the air but Ben calmly swung his keyblade in an arc, leaving a mark on the nearby wall but slashing the heartless into mist. Ben swung around and slashed at the floor catching several heartless. None remained. He breathed slowly. Suddenly, he stabbed the air right above him. Impaled on the end of the keyblade, a heartless faded into mist. Ben sighed and let the keyblade flash and disappear. It had lasted only seconds, but that is the effect of a keyblader. A sound echoed throughout the corridor. Clapping. Ben spun around. Walking towards him was a young man around his age. Black converse, tight black jeans, a studded belt, a plain black t-shirt with blood red gashes across it and a small black wristband on his left wrist, behind was long flowing locks of blonde hair. Ben stared at him,
"Looks like the next master has arrived." he said calmly.
"Who are you?" Ben asked.
"The names Chris, I already know who you are, Ben Smith."