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Chapter 3: The Heavenly Sword

Passage three - Sora -

There is a legend told by my clan. It is said that in a time where the world was at war, a Goddess descended down onto the earth with a majestic and beautiful sword. She ended the war but vanished, leaving the sword behind. People worshiped the sword and it was thus named, 'The Heavenly Sword.' Only a deity can use it in battle, for if a mortal wields it, then the sword will drain their life force until they have died.

-Continuation of four days ago-

It was breath taking. Sora could feel, could taste, the immense power that entered his body. He felt as if he was thousands of feet tall and had the strength of thousands of men and yet, as he gazed at himself, he saw no real change other than this heavenly glow emanating from his body.

He took sword in hand and split it in its dual blade form. The glow around his body vanished and he felt as if some of his height and strength had been sapped.

He felt like himself again but the blade was much lighter. It whispered to him seductively. He paid it no mind and began to walk forward, the swords connecting chains clanking lightly and their cold metal grazing against his legs.

"Retrieve my sword." Xemnas glared out at Sora and soldiers began to jump over the small snow barrier, slowly, in their battle stances, making their way around him.

Sora's eyes closed and he relished in the feeling of the Heavenly Sword pulsing in his grasp. He could hear the sword whispering instructions on how to be wielded. It could be wielded in three ways, two in its current form.

Speed Stance.

As the men began to surround him, he threw the larger blade into the air, the smaller following second. He grabbed onto the chain and began to twirl it in his fingers. The blades went flying above him, creating a tornado of blades around his body. The sword sliced at men but rather than causing them death and injury, it caused them to go flying at the ferocious wind the blades had created.

The sword pulled into itself and was back in the brunettes gentle grasp. There were soft murmurs and the men that weren't heavily injured by the slashing stood up. It was understood by Sora that this, a speed attack, was more of a stunning attack than for injury.

Its second wielding form, Ranged Stance, was the sword in its dual blade form, Sora's most prefered way of fighting close combat. As the men began to surround him, he felt as if the sword was the one controlling his body instead of he, himself.

"Heaven's Gate," the sword whispered.

Sora leapt into the air, his body arching over an enemy. He pulled the chain and threw the blades into the mans body. As Sora felt ground under his feet, his arms pulled the man up…

"Heavenly Storm…" And crouched stance and spun the body, smacking back the other enemies, either knocking them out or killing them. More began to invade into the area and he conducted what was instructed by the blade.

Slicing limbs and crushing bones; he shoved both blades into a man's spine, pushed them to bend over, leapt off high into the air. Everything moved in slow motion as the chain unraveled and the blades flew down. He conducted a similar act as 'Heaven's Gate' but the blades stretched out back and forth in a swift and deadly spinning motion.

Blood rained everywhere, staining the snow and the bodies of those who had already long fallen. The teen was vaguely aware of the tear shape the blood had created. "Goddess Tears."

Sora noticed that as he conducted the sword's speedily movements that the blades would glow blue. but as he leapt down and the blade whispered another name, the sword fused into a complete whole and Sora gripped the handle. The blade radiated a deep reddish orange glow. Power Stance.

The sword became slightly heavier as the blade swept through the body of the person in front of him in a curved movement, completely obliterating them beyond recognition.

"Demonic Smile."

Sora shuddered at the sheer power the sword held. He acknowledged that this weapon was something that could easily destroy the world if it's wielder so desired. This fact drove him to fight even harder just to keep it out of Xemnas' hands.

Soldiers stopped coming at him and Sora panted heavily. His eyes locked with pooling amber ones and he wish he had found the energy to sneer. "Quite lovely."

Xemnas's face twisted into one of contemplation, his armored hand absently stroking at his chin. "Quite lovely indeed." He smiled, his lips puckering very slightly. "That was a fine demonstration Sora, quite… Marvelous. If you will, please, let me take it from you."

There was an 'or else' undercurrent in his voice. As if to bring that undercurrent to life, He grabbed at Squalls chains and yanked him forward. The metallic boot suddenly made its home on the brunettes head, resting quite pleasantly.

"Get the sword away Sora!" That foot began to press down and both Squall and Sora screamed. Xemnas chuckled deeply before his face twisted into an emotionless state. "Kill him." Arrows went flying. Sora ran. It was as iff it happened in slow motion. Sora turned around, facing the ravine and ran.

"This sword has power… great and immense power… I can feel it."

The sword shifted into its dual blade form and easily tucked away behind him in its holding area.

"In fact… Im counting on it."

He ran towards the broken bridge, his heart racing as arrows narrowly missed his flesh.

"If what is written is true, its power will soon drain my life force and it will kill me."

It was then that Squall felt a deep pang of guilt and sorrow as he watched Sora run to protect the sword from Xemnas in the very best way it could be.

"By wielding it, I have become a ghost of flesh and blood."

Sora leapt off the cliff edge and pulled his arms into his chest as he spun into the air, to avoid more arrow's. He then twisted his body and dived into the dark depths of the chasm below.

"But really, what was I before?"