A Deal with the Devil

Chapter Two: Sora wakes up in Traverse up Town surrounded by darkness and clutching a new Keyblade. But how?

PG to PG-13 for violence and some dark thems

Genres: Action/Drama/Humor

^^ Don't own KH ^^

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Chapter Two: The Spellcaster Keyblade

"Wake up Sora"

"Huh?"

"Wake up!"

The nerves twitched in Sora's neck and his head jerked up. He tried to open his eyes, but it stayed dark.

"Whos there, where am I?"

"I think it would be best if you stayed silent for the time being my boy."

The voice was deep and gruff.

Sora stood and reached to his belt, he felt the mishapen handel of a new Keyblade. And as he reached for it the entire length of the blade began to glow purple. Sora withdrew his hand quickly then stumbled back in shock.

He stared at the Keyblade, it continued to glow brightly. So he reached for it again, his hand began to tingle wildly and to the touch of the blade.

"Fire!"

He yelled out, with all the might his young voice would alow. At this, the very tip of the blade caught fire, setting his surroundings into the light. Sora passed it around, and he gasped.

"Traverse Town"

It was the large clearing in the Third District. Sora glanced down up at the Keyblade he was holding over his head. It was bright blue and lined with curved, purple stripes that pulsated in rythem every second.

Purple to black, purple to black.

***

"Get off it already, I won!"

Riku's bottom lip was leaking blood, and his eye was black.

"You are a cheating little bastard, and I'm gonna..."

Riku eyes grew wide and he curled his legs to his chest and closed his mouth.

Hook stared down at him, he was shaking with anger and his hand was on his pistol.

"Ach!"

He drew his gun and shot the overhead light in the room, making it completely black.

Riku closed his eyes and passed out, then, the hand he was clutching between his fingers slid away onto the cabin floor.

That was when, a pale-green light filled the room and a familiar horned figure appeared.

"You've shown good self control captain"

"Go to hell you bloody witch!"

"I have been to hell, and to tell the truth, it was nothing special."

"What do you think it will be like when the heartless take over these worlds?"

"Having second thoughts captain?"

Hook shook his head and left the room with slam.

Malificent glided across the cabin to the sleeping Riku. She reached her bony fingers down to Riku's forehead and stroked his bangs.

"You are very special my boy, and I think that you should come with me."

***

Sora was jumping frantically around slashing at the huge, bull-like heartless. It stamped his feet, causing powerful shockwaves to emit across the ground. Sora jumped just out of the shockwaves way, then rolled aside and climbed up the backlegs of the massive bull. Then began to hack away at its small, razor sharp horn.

The bull wailed and began to thrash his its head up down, trying to fling Sora away. Sora lost his balance and rolled onto the bridge of the bulls nose. He wus stuck in the curve of its jutting horn.

"Argh!"

Sora weakly pushed up, and hacked once more at the horn, which burst into a cloud of green dust and sifted across the empty, dark sky. The bull twitched then one by one, pieces of the giant heartless' armor began to chip away and fly off.

Sora fell to the ground, blood leaked from his mouth, his shirt was torn open and his sleeves where ripped off.

"Well done my boy, but now I'm afraid that this game ends here."

A dark figure stepped to Sora's limp body, and into that figures hand appeared a black Keyblade with a red handle. He raised it high above his head.

"Now I shall have your heart!"

The Spellcaster Keyblade lit up once again, and sent bright waves of magic from the tip, it struck the figure and knocked him down.

Sora stood up weakly, his knees where shaking. But he managed to yell out,

"Stop!"

All was silent, the nameless figure was completly still, as was all around him.

Sora limped over to the still body.

The body was tall, and muscular, and was clad with a single tattoo on its chest, a heart with a red line scratched through it.

Sora squinted harder to see the face.

It was familiar, very familiar.

"Riku"

Sora said solemly, then fell to the stone floor, the Spellcaster Keyblade vanished with a blink and the heartless blood washed away.

*** END OF CHAPTER TWO.