Gry19 2 out of 6
The Second request of Gry19s. I want to see how many can guess what the moogles world is. It is a Final Fantasy world and none of the characters have not been in Kingdom Hearts so hopefully it ruled out enough lol.
Rela is my OC in which I created for the past in a different Kingdom Hearts Story in which I am still playing around with. It has no real plot, and this kinda covers what I was playing with.
Also I hope you don't mind I cut out a posting day, and will now only post on Wednesdays. We got a new guy and now all my days are together, and free days are Wednesdays, Thursdays, and Fridays. This new guy better work out cause I really don't wanna go back to graveyard!
P.S. If you haven't go check out Galbana Lily!
Mika was looking over her new staff after paying the moogles a visit. She was still in their world, and from what she could tell, this world has been pure from the heartless invasion. There was some darkness, however that darkness wasn't enough to attract heartless within. There were more than humans and moogles within that world, some looked like pigs, and others lizards with fur. However she learned the hard way that calling them pigs and lizards was a racial slur.
An old woman walked to her, her hair had turned grey and her eyes where blue. She dressed like the people there, however instead of a belly shirt she wore a full size shirt and pants that tied around her ankles. "Hello little one," she spoke.
"Hi," Mika answered a bit unsure why this random woman is talking to her.
"Don't be so standoffish child." She gave a soft smile, "I am like you, a traveler among the worlds. Your coat, I know it well. Come, I have something to give you." She walked a bit, however Mika did not follow. "Do you wish to know what happened long ago or not?"
Mika then followed her. They went out of the city and into the dessert. She followed her until they reached a small village within the plains. "Where are we?"
"The Giza Plains," She woman answered. "I like to travel with this group of nomads." She lead Mika into a tent. She dug out a necklace, "I was hopping one day I would met another who is like me." She then looked alarmed, "Oh dear me, my age is catching up to me, I haven't introduced myself. I am Rela."
"Mika."
Rela handed her the necklace. "This has magic powers that will help protect you from Xehanort. As you are wearing that coat, I fear I must be too late. However you seem whole."
"How do you know him?"
The woman sat down on one of her mats, and pointed at the one across from her. There was a small table between the cusions. Mika sat on the other side. "I don't have any tea… but I do have water."
"I'm fine."
"Well, Mika, I should start from the beginning. Once upon a time I was a Keyblade student, along with Xehanort and a young man named Eraqus. We were a trio, sometimes I would just watch them play chess while I made charms, or what have you. Ah those where the good old days. Then Xehanort wanted to leave, I wished to follow, as I could never had my freedom. You see our master was like a father to me, and he was a bit over protective of me. I was an orphan before training, and I guess he could never had kids.
"Well I took off after Xehanort, and he said he will train me in masters place. I took that offer. He was still a seeker then you know, all he wanted was to know the truth of the true light. I wanted to know it as well. However his path to the truth turned dark, and such I could not follow him anymore, no matter how much I wanted to. I was blinded before then, I didn't see the warning signs."
"Why not?" Mika asked.
"Love."
Mika then blinked at the old lady in front of her. "You loved Xehanort?"
"I did. I made that necklace to protect myself against his darkness. Now I am passing it on to you. I know what ever path he went on it was dark."
"He… people are in danger… I wouldn't really call Sora a friend… but Riku…"
"Ah you are in love too." The woman laughed. "Xehanort didn't take me leaving in a good way. He was very controlling now that I think about it. I never took a master's exam. I stayed here in this world since. There was only one time the world was in darkness and that was when The Empire was raging war. The local Princess was thought dead, however she was in hiding buying time to when to strike."
Mika looked at the necklace, feeling the magic within. "Why didn't you try to stop him?"
"I was still in love with him, I couldn't fight him. He then took on a student when we got older, and so I thought he gave up on the truth."
"He didn't…" Mika stood up, "Instead he stole a younger body and transferred himself over to him, and he made me incomplete along with so many others to make an Organization for himself. He is still out there, and you sat along all these years and did nothing. Why are you giving me this necklace? To ease your guilt?"
"Something like that. I have made my mistakes, it's too easy to say why I couldn't. I was in love, I wasn't a master, I didn't stand a chance, what have you." Rela then sighed. "I didn't even try, I just ran off. Running is what I am good at. I made myself at home in a world in which not to many outsiders know unless the moogles invite them."
Mika shook her head. "You could have done something…"
"You being angry at me isn't going to change anything. The least I can do know is give you protection."
"… Thank you. I must be going now."
Xehanort had arrived in front of everyone. He had a smirk on his face. The necklace within Mika's pocket started to glow. A ghost from the necklace went out in front of the group. It was of the old lady, however she looked younger. She had long blond hair. "Xehanort!"
"What's this?" Xehanort had a smirk, "Why Rela, isn't this a surpise from the past. Your magic skills have always made me impressed. No wonder you gave it to this redhead, she too is gifted. Saw yourself in her perhaps?"
"You shall not harm her!"
Xehanort gave a laugh, "Now why would I harm her? She shall always be the gifted healer, in which no matter her path, she would always heal my members. After all her family would be incomplete if she fails. You gave your necklace to the wrong person. If any, it should be to that boy sitting in the chair who is fast asleep. You never left your hiding place, and in such you never learned any of my plans. I know your magic, your time must be up, you're not as young as you used to."
