The path out of light

The heatless were bigger than Kellan remembered they had grown in size and shape and where now six foot tall gangly looking things with large claws and they were fast.

The first one came through the window, smashing it into tiny pieces that skidded along the floor, Clare screamed and Kellan swung his staff at it holding his bo at one end in a two handed grip fashioned for pure strength, relying on the good old physics of weight and momentum to increase the force of the swing till it struck the heartless with a blow that was far beyond Kellan's normal abilities.

He felt the wood shudder as it impacted on the creature sending it flying bodily into a wall which it hit with a dull thump. It made no sound as he struck it or as it hit the wall. All three of them found it more unnerving than if it had screamed in pain. He adjusted the Bo's flight path so it soared over Clare and Ryozu's head,

"We need more space!" cried Kellan as he just managed to bring the Bo to a stop after it's eccentric ark

"I can't fight like this" he continued as a second heartless leaped through the shattered window

"Outside" said Ryozu calmly, Kellan nodded. Clare cried out as the black monster rushed at them. Kellan lifted the Bo above his head and brought it crashing down onto the creatures head, again it made no sound. Not only that but it began to get back up again, Ryozu glanced at the heartless that had been it against the wall, sure enough it was back on its feet. Inside he crumpled we can't even hurt them he thought, but decided not to mention it to the two teenagers. Baring his teeth he swung his fake katana at the first creature throwing it against the wall again, with the metal blade at its throat.

"GO! You two!" he shouted wrestling with the inky creature. Kellan nodded and ran out the door with Clare. More streamed in through the windows and doors, Kellan and Clare took the only heartless-less exit and through the door leading onto the paved driveway

"W-what's going to happen?" asked Clare as they ran out into the darkness…. Darkness? It was the middle of the day why was it dark? He looked into the sky to a huge unnatural storm, broiling and writhing with sheet-like lightning that rippled across the purple sky.

"I don't know Clare I just don't know" he said his eyes reflecting every flash of lightning,

"I told you two to get going!" came a cry from the door they turned to see Ryozu running from the kitchen, his "display only" Katana gleaming in the unnatural lightning. He caught up to them and pushed them on the shoulders

"RUN!" he shouted. Kellan and Clare looked backwards to see a mass of black advancing on them

"Holy shit!" exclaimed Kellan, the blackness was all heartless rushing towards them. They ran.

It was Clare who slowed first; she was exhausted and couldn't keep running,

"Clare you've got to keep going!" Kellan dropped back to her he grabbed her hand to try and drag her along as fast as he could.

He took a moment to look backwards and saw that that they were no longer pursued by the wall of heartless. Instead there was a pool of what looked like ink spreading across the ground, dark colours swirled and mixed in the darkness, none of them looking particularly appealing, it caught up to Clare and began consuming her, it ran up to her knees and she screamed, she began sinking into it, strange black, misty tendrils licking round her body, she struggled and writhed, this only made her sink faster. It took Kellan several minutes to realise that he was sinking too.

"ARGH!" he shouted in surprise "RYOZU HELP!" he screamed at his brother but looked on in dismay as he saw his brother being consumed too, he wasn't fighting it though he was just letting it absorb him. Kellan looked behind him to see that only Clare's hand remained above the surface. He stopped struggling there was now point anymore. He closed his eyes as he felt the blackness touch his collar. Suddenly something bright penetrated the darkness of his eyes

Keyblade…

...Keyblade…

Keyblade

Something whispered in his mind and he felt his hand clutch around something solid. He opened his eyes to find that he was no longer being taken by the demonic mud, the mud was actually retreating from him. He looked down at the thing is his hand, it was the hilt of some sort of gigantic metal key, it was long and smooth and slightly warm to the touch. Keyblade? He thought, well it certainly looked like a key and at least a metre and a bit was almost definitely large enough to be a sword, it seemed strangely light in his grasp, whist still weighty enough to throw some pretty nasty swings it was only about a heavy as his Bo staff.

The heartless came back scuttling over the blackness, the looked as angry as they could perhaps get. Their actions betraying their almost-agitation, but the light be damned if they weren't the only ones who were angry, he ran at them swinging the keyblade in a viscous over-head ark, he struck the first heartless rending it clean in two the keyblade making a strange sound as it cut, halfway between a crisp sounding slice and a wet thwack, sounding almost like paper being torn swiftly. The blade cut the heartless deeply he could see the edges of it beginning to wavier. But even as he watched it reformed into the heartless, the creature now however had a large inky gash in its forehead, he didn't wait.

Gritting his teeth he thrust the blade into the creature's midriff, it still made no sound but he could see it was wounded, he struck for a final time throwing all his weight behind a round-about slash that cut a clean circle around him crying out in pain and anger at all that had happened in the past few hours.

More heartless came at him, he slashed them all, rending shadowy limbs from inky torsos the keyblade making that strange slashing sound every time it hit. Heartless flew away from him as he slashed madly swinging the gigantic key every which way he could see a heartless. One tried to creep up on him, he dismembered the one in front of him and spun round aiming a clumsy slash it its head, it connected and sent the creature spinning off into the distance.

The heartless backed off for a moment, allowing him to catch is breath, he could feel tears of anger welling in his eyes, but he couldn't cry now, He wouldn't! He looked at his surroundings, and gave a start as he saw right before his eyes that building in the distance were disappearing being consumed by the inky darkness that still spread along the floor yet avoided him by at least forty yards.

Suddenly the floor that was covered by the darkness simply fell away, he felt the shudder run through his little island as the entire world around him, sift then fall away leaving an eternal darkness in its wake. He looked about, desperate now, and saw there were no more heartless, they had vanished into the black, he still clutched the keyblade in his sweaty hand and collapsed onto his backside as he saw the swirling darkness around his small island.

Will I be here forever now? He asked himself protected by this keyblade thing? As this thought reached his despairing mind he saw a great shadow lengthen across the island. It was huge, as he watched something raised itself from the shadow… it was a gigantic heartless, thirty foot tall at least its head was surrounded and wrapped by strange inky tentacles leaving only its yellow soulless eyes exposed, they were deep and infinitely empty. As it raised itself a huge heart shaped hole in its gigantic chest appeared along with huge hands that held long fingers with pointed nails. A strange shaped foot thudded onto the island followed by another. Kellan gasped in awe and fear, as it raised a huge fist.

He only just managed to scramble out of the way and the fist smacked the ground with the force to shatter a building, the island however held out and did not buckle. Kellan however was stunned, how the hell am I supposed to fight that it was a statement more than a question

Do not be afraid…

Said the voice. He drew strength from its words. He would NOT be afraid! He had to be brave for his brother… fury welled up inside him and for Clare he thought

"I'M NOT AFRAID OF THE DARKNESS!" he shouted, leaping to his feet he swung the keyblade at the huge hand. The light met shadow and struck clean through, rending the inky flesh in a series of vicious slashes and blows that would have rendered anything smaller obsolete. He swung again, feeding his fear and anger into every blow.

That was when the heartless caught him with a random strike that sent him spinning across the island. He picked himself up slowly. Nothing seems broken he thought, the titan heartless however had drawn into itself; it looked either in pain or… oh shit! It's charging! He tried to run only to find the edge of the island barring his path.

Gleaming keyblade in hand, He turned slowly to face the titan of a heartless. It finished its convulsion and stood straight shuddering slightly with the energy that was building in its empty heart shaped torso.

A dark coloured bolt flew from the cavity in its chest, Kellan had but a split second to react. In that time he made his choice, he faced the bolt head on, as the distance closed he slashed at the bolt driving it back at the gigantic heartless who was in the process of firing more bolts, the first one struck the heartless' head.

If it felt the pain then it just ignored it.

The three more bolts of dark energy flew at Kellan, he threw two back at the heartless but the third one struck Kellan square in the chest.

The energy shredded his top and burnt his skin yet, Along with the pain came a distinct feeling of emptiness and sorrow, of immense emotional pain and grief.

That cut to his heart.

A great sob wracked his body as he stumbled backwards; he looked up quickly to see the gigantic heartless reeling in pain, in its throbbing anguish it lashed out randomly catching Kellan and sending him hurtling off the edge of his little island and into the waiting darkness…

End

Author note. Wow part two done already, eventually I will have a proper updating schedule but right now I'm just going to update whenever I feel like it. Unfortunately I have no one to thank because I wrote it all on my lonesome TT-TT (I need a friend TT) so far I doubt that anyone has even read this story I don't care though I keep writing and updating in the vane hope that someone will actually read this and write a review, hell I don't even care if I get flamed!

Anyway next time on "the gift of the saviour!"

Kellan falls into a strange town where he meets up with a certain pink flower lady and a particular ninja who sympathises with him and take him back to their base of operations, a hotel where they run a small orphanage for those who have survived the heartless attacks.

Join the fight against the heartless-

Part 3 'Hold me…'