Alright, time for another chapter and the first one for this year! Anyways, I hope you enjoy! c:

''I never suspected that those ancient wielders had children.'' Yen Sid mulled over.

''I'm afraid Vulpeaus was the only one. Diana is the only known link to any of them.''

''But what became of her?''

''That was only the beggining. The next part was about her childhood.'' Isabella said before once again taking them back into the past.

My mother soon became a great keyblade wielder and along with the others were charged with guarding a special book. All except Goatius who was charged with checking up on the worlds within the darkness. The books contained knowledge of the future including a chilling tale of the end of light. To this end they swore to defend the light and soon recruited thousands of young children to their cause and began fighting the powers of darkness with the powers of the future.

This is something you've already heard I assume but it did have a much greater role on my life than one would belive. She and I often spent time far apart and were often seperate for long periods of time. Sometimes I would miss her on birthday while she was out using her knowledge to combat the darkness. The few times we spent together were fun and I often wished for her to be with me always.

However, around my 12th birthday, and excuse me for not boring you with the details of my youth for even being only in my 20's they seem too distant and time has worn most of it away, was when the changes inside me began. My lightful youth was filled with joy and happiness so much that darkness seemed like a fairytale, a story told to explain why my mother was away for so long. But alas every child must grow up and realize it is real and can not be changed. The heartless began reappearing in the town and the war that kept my mother away soon was taken to the streets. I was told to stay inside and not to leave lest they steal my heart. I watched above as the people of the town were being terrorized and hearts being ripped out only for the carnage to manifest as still more heartless. After time, the fighting subsided but I had changed feeling like it was my duty to help protect the town. Father thought I was being a kid but little did he know.

This was one of the first changes that lead me to grow up and also for the darkness of my heart to come alive. The days when I saw my mother still were wonderful but yet I took more looks at what charatirized me and my parents. Mother was beautiful with red hair that looked like it came from a rainbow and like that blessedly enchanting sight so was she. Her heart shone with a light that almost always drew any hiding heartless out and soon fell to its strength. However, I saw that father was far more mellow. His features too were undenaiably good looking but his heart did not shine out bring light to every room and as he took care of me some of his charcterists rubbed off. His simple smile and his kind personallity and whenever he told a lie how he rubbed his head on the back or whenever he laughed and had to rub just beneath his nose. In the end, I felt and even looked more like my father since I too had long black hair and green eyes as well as a thin stature with more height than normal. Heck at 12, I was already 5 ft 4 in and still growing.

As I grew up, I only saw more of myself in my father and almost nothing from my mother. In time, I became jealous of her for being so beautiful inside and out while I was far more plain on the inside. By 15, I was mostly independent whereas my mother had been dependent until she had completed her training in her twenties.

However despite my petty jealousy, I still loved her dearly and wished to be more like her. That was when I had the dream that most chosen for the keyblade had at earlier ages. I stood on a huge pillar with my image on it. All around were circles filled with all my friends and family with me in the center and then that mysterious voice called out.

''So your ready for journey at last. I must commend you for although you may doubt in yourself, you are a marvel. Whomever gets you should treasure you. Now then before you will appear 3 keyblades, all you have to do is choose one.''

Then three keyblades appeared each one looked strange and very unique.

''These look nothing like the keyblades of the warriors of light.'' I questionedly said staring at the three.

''You are unique gaining the blade by blood and heart's strength. You've never shone any powers of magic though so these blades each hold a unique ability. The one you choose will give you that power that will be yours and your descendants power forever.''

''What are the options? I see one with a unicorn hilt with a purple butterfly. One that has a yingyang hilt and blade. And the last is a bizzare clock hand looking one...''

''The first gives power over nature. The second over balance. And the last over time. So which will it be.''

''None of these look appealing. Say if this is my heart can I choose to have my own power and keyblade?''

''Very well. Then imagine the keyblade you wish and it will appear. The power you must choice after it has formed.

I thought it should hold a moon to represent myself and beautiful points for the blade to be melded to a the hilt by a blue and gold center broken into three parts. The gold one in the center with two blues on the outside traced with golden bands locked around the center. The hilt should have wings extending out from a blue heart with an X and a cross etched onto the front. Then the handle to hold should be elegantly matching the rest. In an instant the blade appeared just I invisioned.

''Wow! It's beautiful.''

''Now what power do wish to have?''

I thought time wouldn't always work and was dificult to work with. Normal magic seemed pointless. Flowers, lightning, light, and most elements seemed rather obvious. However, with dominion over space one could alter reality in their favour and in emergencies get out of harms way...

''I wish to have dominion over space to be able to teleport myself and alter reality to my advantaage and to move other things to an extent like telekensis.''

''Very well then you will be a mistress of space. Enjoy your new weapon and your new ablitities.'' the voice replied before I was cast out of dreams.

The next day my mother showed up and then I smiled before saying.

''Mother, you will never guess what happened last night.''

''What Diana dearest.'' she said as she turned to take off the mask she wore everywhere but at home.

''This.'' I said before holding out my left hand and the keyblade appeared in it.

My mother turned around and gasped just as a felt something in my right hand.

''But how?'' she cried.

''How what?'' I said as I followed her gaze and stared blankly into my right hand. Sitting rather strangely was the keyblade used by most keyblade wielders. I was wielding two keyblades at the same time.

''Do you just say two keyblade?!'' cried Yen Sid in the middle of the story.

''Yes, she apparently was the first ever know. A matter of fact she is the only human known to have done it until Sora came along. However, she did not have another's heart. It was a natural ability.''

''Then she would have been a great asset. Xehanort is strong.''

''Yes but even he has his limits. Besides without a 13th vessel his plan is useless. Tell me before we continue do you have any idea if he might target someone other than Sora?''

''No. Sora is the most logical choice that he has in this time.''

''So he used timetravel, that was rather reckless. But it does tell us he ran out of options.''

''What do you mean?''

''If he couldn't get to anyone else besides 12 people than not only can we guess correctly who is in it but we can deduce he can't get any other members from the past. Who all do we know is in it?''

''Xehanort, his heartless Ansem, Xemnas (his nobody), Braig (a mercanery he hired long ago), Isa (a person who became a nobody and joined his ranks from Radiant Gardern), and his younger self.''

''And their positions.''

''Based on assumption and their seating in the order I stated they are 1, 2, 3, 4, 7, and 12.''

''Well, Braig seems to be a vessel made in the past so I'd assume when he had that boy Vanitas he turned him and the time he took over Terra are the numbers 5 and 6.''

''How do you figure?''

''Xehanort has one fault, he keeps everything tidy and well prepared. He probably did it in the order he created them minus his heartless and nobody and put his younger self in as number 12 due to running out of useful vessels. Now number 7 was from the organization?''

''Yes.''

''I did research on them and rather funnily dug up info. on their work. They apparently were creating replicas of people. At least two were successful, I'd assume Xehanort would turn them since their hearts were created either artifically or naturally making numbers 8 and 9. As to 10 and 11, he'd probably choose someone either from his orginal orgization, another version of himself, ro someone close to his heartless.''

''You seem certain of this very real possibility.''

''Yes, but if I'm right then your a guardian short because that leaves Mickey, Riku, Kairi, Aqua, Ventus, and Lea if you truly believe Sora may become a vessel. If not then those must be the guardians of light.''

''I don't doubt Sora but Xehanort can still waver anyone's alligence. He did it to Terra and Riku even Sora may be convinced to join him if his friends lives are in danger. He cares too much for them and Xehanort could use them as a bargaining chip to sway Sora.''

''The boy is still most likely a target. Xehanort knows he's a strong adversary. No doubt if he doesn't turn him that his plans may fall apart again and he'll never get the X-blade. But enough of this specilation there is more to be told. Next we'll see her first advetures and her encounters with the six apprentices of old.''