How could she have a keyblade? That was all Kierra could think about. She wasn't the one chosen to have it. Sora was. He is the bearer, the master… There was no possible way she could hold one in her hands, but she did. Somehow, she was able to summon it the day before while "training" with that man who still hadn't given his name to her yet.
The morning light shone through the window and it fell onto Kierra's face. She winced from the rays and hid her face under the blankets. She wasn't able to get much sleep because she was trying to figure out how it was possible to wield such a weapon. A weapon that was supposedly only chosen one strong heart; Sora's.
Then, creaking from her bedroom door opening ran through her ears. She let out a groan and curled her body into a ball. She was determined to stay in bed, no matter what that guy did to her that morning. Footsteps then were heard coming towards her bed, and she knew that the guy was here.
"Get up," was all he said like that was actually going to make her move.
"No."
"Now."
"Over my dead body."
"That can be arranged…"
Kierra was confused at his last statement. He wouldn't be able to do anything, at least that was what she believed. So, she decided to go back to sleep. Not a moment later, her mattress began to move until it flipped from underneath her, and she fell to the floor.
"Ow!" she yelled in pain. She glared at the cloaked figure and said, "What is with you and waking me up in harmful ways? Do you enjoy watching me suffer?"
"A little bit, yes."
A small brunette girl was swimming around by the small patch of land that she called Paopu Fruit Island which was just off the coast of the island she and her friends would play on. She was cautiously looking around, trying her best to not make any sound. Then she let out a sigh, happy not to see anyone there.
"Found ya!" she suddenly heard then before a pile of seaweed landed on her head. She screamed from it and looked up on the island. There stood a silver-haired boy who was laughing at her.
"Riku!"
"What, Kierra?" he asked, acting like he had done nothing wrong.
"You know what!" the girl exclaimed and began to get the seaweed out of her hair. It was all tangled so it was frustrating her to get it out. That made Riku only laugh harder. For someone who thought they were so cool to have any feelings but an attitude sure was having fun laughing at her. "Do you enjoy watching me suffer?"
Riku's laughing calmed down a little bit as he replied, "A little bit, yes."
Kierra's eyes were wide as she remembered that memory to the detail. That was on Riku's thirteenth birthday. Sora wanted to play hide and seek on the island. Everyone agreed but it took a while before we could convince Riku. He claimed he was "too cool" to play that game. It ended up that Riku probably had more fun playing it than Sora, Kairi, and herself. That memory wasn't what shocked her though. It was what the man said to trigger it.
"A little bit, yes."
He said it just like how Riku would say it, and it scared her. This man was definitely no Riku, but they had some of the same qualities. It scared her knowing that there was someone else that acted just like her best friend.
"Let's go," the man stated, making Kierra jump out of her thoughts. He began to walk out of her bedroom as he said, "It's time for Lesson Two."
"Lesson Two? What's-?" Before she could finish, the man left her room and closed the door behind him. Kierra let out a frustrated sigh from constantly getting unanswered questions and began to get ready for more training. She would fall back to sleep, but she knew that he would come back up. That was the last thing she wanted. Everytime he did, she somehow ended up being in pain.
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"Okay, I'm here. What next?" Kierra stated lazily as she walked into the mansion gardens. There was the cloaked guy with his keyblade out (which she was still trying to figure out) and practicing some stances and movements. He stopped when he heard her speak to him.
"Summon your keyblade," was all he told her.
"Okay, but before I do," she said, suddenly getting an idea in her head. She didn't want to do any training and wasn't sure how to summon her keyblade so this way, she would get what she wanted and stalled him at the same time. "I want to ask a couple questions. Then we can go onto training. Deal?"
He didn't say anything, just stared at her. She was certain he didn't want to go along with the terms, but she pretended he did.
"Good. Now I-"
"If you don't want to train, why don't you say so?" he told her before she could begin to interrogate him.
She was certainly not expecting that. This changed her plans completely. She thought she was going to get her answers she had been wanting for days. What was she going to do now? Play along. It was the only thing could do.
"Really? I don't have to train? I could go back to bed?" Although she was happy at the thought, she wasn't necessarily sure that that was what the man had in mind. There had to be some twist to what he said. He wouldn't just say that after everything. "What's the catch?"
"Nothing, but just a warning… Don't blame me if you're attacked and you don't know how to protect yourself," he told her as he began to walk towards the mansion. "Oh, and if you summon your keyblade, then your training will begin again."
"What are you talking about? I can protect myself," she told him as she crossed her arms over her chest. She didn't care about the arrange of training. She didn't know how to summon the keyblade so there was no worry there. She just didn't like the fact that he assumed that she couldn't protect herself because she didn't want to train. "I know karate. That's all I need to know. I don't need some key to help me with my fighting."
"Are you sure?" he asked, stopping right as he got to the backdoors. He looked over his shoulder to look at her. It drove her nuts that she couldn't see his face at all.
"Of course, I'm sure. I helped Sora beat Ansem last year. Do you really think I need a keyblade to defeat my enemy? No," she said stubbornly, closing her eyes. "I can beat anyone with one hand tied behind my back."
"Is that a challenge?"
No, was what Kierra wanted to say but she didn't get the chance to. The man teleported over to her and swung his keyblade at her. She closed her eyes and was able to successfully blocked the attack.
"What the heck?! I thought you said no training!" she yelled as she opened her eyes. The anger quickly left her face when she saw what she was currently holding in her hand. A keyblade. "No way! You tricked me!"
"So? Now let's continue your training."
"Fine," Kierra said, giving up. She didn't feel like arguing with him any longer. She knew she was going to lose anyways. "What's first?"
"Sparring."
"Sparring? Really? That's it?" An idea sparked in her head. She was going to make another little wager with him and she was determined to win this time. "How about we make things interesting? If I win, you have to answer some questions. If I lose, I will continue my training without any complaining or constant questioning. Do we have a deal? Or are you scared?"
"Deal."
Then, he swung his blade, making her jump into the air and land a few feet away. Her forte was hand-to-hand, not blades or weapons of that sort so she had no idea how to fight with the keyblade. If she could somehow figure out a way to make that man lose his keyblade, then she would be in good shape. She could just hit a few pressure points from there and it would be easy to pin him down. She just needed a way to get ride of his keyblade first.
The man swung again and again and Kierra only kept dodging them. When a block knocked them both about twenty feet away from each other, Kierra figured out what she was going to do. At the same time, they both began running towards each other. At the perfect moment, she dug her keyblade into the ground and used that to push herself into the air while sticking her foot out to kick the man in the chest. The man easily blocked it with his keyblade, but that was what Kierra wanted him to do. Quickly, with her other foot, she kicked his keyblade hard enough for him to let it go. Unfortunately for her, she didn't kick it hard enough and the man was still able to have a grasp of it with one hand.
She had to think quickly and pulled her keyblade out from the ground. She tried to swing it at him but he swung his also and the two clashed together. She wasn't strong enough to take the blow and she fell down to the ground while her keyblade landed a few yards away.
Kierra was angry that she could fall so early in the match and she hit the ground with her fist. "I can't believe I lost… I thought for sure I was gonna win..."
From the corner of her eye, she could see the man in the cloak walking and stop right in front of her.
"I win."
"I know, I know," she grumbled as she rubbed her head.
She looked up and saw the man sticking his hand out to help her up. She smiled lightly and placed her hand in his. When she did, a small spark touched her hand, but strangely it didn't hurt. Then, she could see a silver-haired, turquois-eyed, teenaged boy standing in front of her instead of that man who was just fighting her. After she blinked, she saw the man in the cloak again.
"Riku…" she whispered after he pulled her up to her feet.
The man's body tensed at the name and Kierra saw this. He recognized the name. That meant that he knew Riku which meant that there was a possibility that he knew where he was.
"Do you know who Riku is?" Kierra questioned as the man began to walk away. He wouldn't answer her but she continued to bother him. "Please, you have to tell me. Do you know where I can find him? If he's safe? If he's-"
"Don't forget the deal," he stated and disappeared into a portal.
Kierra groaned, completely forgetting about the bet. That guy knew Riku somehow. She just knew it was true. Now she just had to get the truth out of him. Too bad she had no idea how to do it.
Sorry it took a while for this to come out. I made it long, though so hopefully that would make it up. Right? ^_^ Anyway, hope you enjoyed this chapter. review please! I love hearing from you! And thanks to everyone who did review on previous chapters. ^_^
