Chapter One
Fear Me, for I am Almighty and Famous!
Sleeping peacefully in her warm, cozy bed, the unsuspecting girl failed to notice the door to her bedroom creaking open suspiciously, an amazingly handsome, brunette boy with unusually spiky hair and deep blue eyes and tiptoeing into her room. With a perfectly sculpted face, his hair somehow falling able to also fall into his eyes with a kind of casual grace despite its spikiness, and a well-toned body, coming with years of playing sports, he was quite the looker.
Prowling across the room silently with skilled steps, he positioned his mouth near the ear of the snoozing girl, and smirked impishly, before opening it, and screaming at the top of his lungs, "RISE AND SHINE, SKYRA! IT'S A BEAUTIFUL NEW DAY, SO GET YOUR LAZY ARSE OFF THE BED AND OUT IN THE SUN!"
Shooting upwards almost a foot in the air, startled, but not allowing a single peep escape her rosy lips, the girl, turned to her twin brother, her attractive face contorted in pure rage. Silken brown hair, slightly spiky in a way, but not enough to be highly recognizable, cascaded elegantly to a little below her shoulders, framing her face charmingly, though slightly unruly from the nightmare that she had. Intense blue eyes flickered with distaste as willowy hands clenched into tight fists, knuckles turning white, as their owner prepared to thrust them out and throttle her idiotic brother.
Skyra turned to the boy, a look of raw hatred plastered across her face. Taking deep, sharp breaths to calm herself, she answered, "Sora, you have a freaking five seconds to get your ugly arse outta my room before I wring your neck."
"Five…"
Grinning, Sora took one step backwards.
"Four…"
Still grinning, the idiot remained completely still.
"Three…"
Nervously shooting a look at the door, Sora took another step closer.
"Two…"
The door slammed shut all by itself.
"One…"
Sora cussed, and made a mad dash for the now closed door.
"ZERO!"
With a swift, practiced lunge, Skyra leapt off her bed, tackling Sora to the ground, her hands latched to his neck.
"Temper, temper, my dear twin. You ought to take anger management classes," warned the boy, making a 'tsk-tsk' at her.
"Oh, really?" crooned Skyra in response, her eyes flashing with amusement and danger. Sora gulped nervously. "If I ever do sign up, I'll make sure to kill you first." She laughed. "Nope, just kidding." Standing up, she extended her hand and helped him stand.
"Saturday, right?" he asked, dusting his clothes. "Good, no school. I absolutely hate school."
"Thanks for pointing that out, Mr. Obvious," retorted Skyra sarcastically.
"Anyway," said an annoyed Sora, "Mom got you a new video game. Hurry up and open it!"
"All right, dipstick," snapped Skyra, running a hand through her hair. "But first, I'm taking a shower and doing my regular morning routine. Go amuse yourself with something."
"HEY!" he shouted, but his words went unheeded. Skyra grabbed some clothes from her wardrobe and entered the bathroom. "Stupid Skyra…" He plopped down on the seat in front of her computer, sulking. After about ten minutes, Skyra exited, hair wet.
"You washed your hair again?" questioned Sora, staring at it. Skyra shrugged.
"I hate the blow dryer," she stated simply, not exactly answering his question. "So, I only used it a little. It'll dry in about an hour or two, so it doesn't matter." Heading towards the cardboard box perched upon the desk, she grabbed a scissor and snipped the tape in half, pulling open the box. She tugged out the game container.
"Kingdom Hearts…? Wait a second… Sora, is that you?"
"What the heck?" He leaned closer, staring at the game box. "I'm famous! Hm… Fear me, for I am almighty and FAMOUS!"
"Shut up! Actually, that isn't you, because he looks too good to be you!" shouted Skyra, plucking the box from his grasp. She opened it, pulling out the CD and placed it in the PS2, turning the game on. Grabbing a controller, she walked backwards, sitting on her bed as she watched the opening. Starting a new game, the two began to watch the opening when the room and everything else beside themselves melted away, revealing what looked like an endless realm of… water.
"We're standing on water," remarked Skyra blandly, staring at the rippling surface. "Now what's gonna happen?"
"The two other keys. What will you choose?" echoed a voice.
"EASY LEVELING!" screamed Sora. Skyra elbowed him in the ribs, muttered, "Shut up, you twit."
The voice chuckled. "You didn't let me finish…"
Three pedestals sprouted from the ground, one next to the other. On top were a sword, staff, and shield.
"I get the sword!" cried Sora, rushing forward and grabbing it. The sword flashed, and another appeared in his hands, while the same sword reappeared on the pedestal. Skyra grabbed that one, the same thing happening to her as Sora.
Her sword was… shaped like a key. Curved in a feminine arc, both blade and handle, the sword fit perfectly in her small hands, light as a feather despite the heavy design it bore. Two black wings (A/N: Kind of like Oblivion…) protruded from the ends, a feathery texture. The entire thing was a gradient of black and silver, starting from silver at the top and slowly darkening towards the bottom to become jet-black. Engraved on the bladed area were feathers, giving a dipping feeling when she ran her fingers across it. Overall, the sword was smooth to the touch, looking a little like glass, but… more. To complete the key-look, two more black wings jutted out from the end, on the same side, one after another. The weapon was about two and a half feet. Sora's was a white version of hers, using the colors of white and gold in replacement to her black and silver.
The two pieces of the keys to ultimate power. Both will be needed to open the two doors of infinite power. The Door of Everything. The key of light. The key of dark. The archangels of light and dark.
Sprouting from their backs were a set of wings, Sora's white, Skyra's black. They reached out their hands and grasped each other's tightly.
"I'm the angel of light…" murmured Sora, his sword glimmering with a holy and hallowed aura. "My sword. Angelic Wings."
"And I'm the angel of dark," whispered Skyra. Her sword glimmered with the same aura. "My sword. Demonic Wings."
They spread their wings, intent on taking flight and getting the heck outta the place. However, the water under Skyra's feet rippled, and she plunged into it, a loud splash emitting. Just before she was completely submerged, she saw Sora begin to fall as well. "Sora!" she screamed, and heard the faint cry of her name as well before her words turned to gurgles as she went completely underwater.
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There were voices. They were all faint, but still noticeable. Sitting up on the bed, Skyra groaned, holding her hands to her spinning head. Observing her surroundings, she was surprised when she discovered that her blue shirt and jeans weren't wet, or even her sneakers. Jumping off the bed, she headed towards the door, opening it and peeking out.
She cursed. "I need a way out…" Running down the end of the hall, she summoned her wings (summon meaning just sprouting them out of her back by will) and flew off the edge, seeing as it merely led to some kind of lift. Judging by the look of things as she flew around, it was a crumbling castle she was in, using lifts to carry its inhabitants around. Staring around, she caught sight of what looked like a small marketplace farther away, plus a huge waterfall area at another area.
"Radiant Garden," murmured Skyra, the name popping into her head. "Whole fudging mess started from playing that game… I have to find Sora and get the heck outta here." Flying towards the waterfall area, which she decided to dub Rising Falls, she landed on what looked like a green circular thing.
"What the heck is this thing?" she wondered, before shrugging. "C'mon! Something! I need to get outta here! A portal, or anything, please! Teleportation? Yeah, I'd like that!" she cried, waving her arms around wildly. "Aw, screw this." She beat her wings and flew again, this time towards the marketplace. Landing on the ground, her wings vanished as she began to wander around. The cries of battle attracted her attention, and she quietly peeked around the corner, watching as a girl threw shuriken at black, giant ant-like creature and a man killing them with a half-gun half-sword weapon. Someone tapped her on the shoulder, causing her to yelp and spin around.
"What are you doing here?" asked a young woman, brown hair tied into a long braid, clad in a long pink dress. "I've never seen you around. What's your name?"
"Uh… Skyra," squeaked Skyra. Coming around the corner was the girl and man, both suspicious of the noise, but relieved to find that it wasn't anything particularly dangerous.
"Really? My name is Aerith," introduced the lady. "Oh, Leon, Yuffie, you were here too?"
"Yeah," answered the man. "Cid is still working on fixing up the system after that somebody hijacked it. I have a feeling that there are unwelcome guests in the castle…" His eyes flew to the castle that was farther away. "And who are you?"
"Don't scare her, Squall!" chirped the girl, bouncing forward. "You're Skyra, right? We heard Aerith. You're new here, right?"
"Y-yeah…"
Leon sighed, and slung his gun weapon over his shoulder as Yuffie broke into a rant about Radiant Garden, Aerith smiling with amusement.
"C'mon, we'll show you around!" she finished, dragging Skyra by the arm and hauling her around.
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"You want me to find the archangel of dark? What about the one of light?" asked a boy, arms crossed in a cocky, casual pose. "What, I'm supposed to seduce her or something so I can bring her back? You want me to do that?"
The cloaked figure chuckled. "Yes. It's that simple. We need the two archangels. Because our plan for Kingdom Hearts has failed, we have decided to go after an even more powerful force. Do not kill the archangel. The one of light will be dealt with by another."
Just then, a dark corridor opened, and out stepped a man with an eye patch, guns in hand. "I've located the girl, Superior." He smirked. "She's in Radiant Garden."
"There. Now go," demanded the Superior. "Xigbar, you are to track down the archangel of light with Saix." The man shrugged and disappeared in another dark corridor, along with another cloaked figure nearby.
"Xaldin, your job is to keep the Keybearer busy… if he were to meet the two Keyblade wielding archangels, things will get disastrous," directed Superior.
"Yes, Xemnas…" was the quiet murmur, another cloaked figure's face smirking as they too disappeared in a dark corridor.
Xemnas chuckled, and strolled to a shelf, pulling out an old, moldy tome. "Yes… The Door of Everything will be opened…"
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"Aw, man, where are you Skyra?" shouted Sora, the Angelic Wings Keyblade held limply in his grasp, sighing unhappily. Looking around, he rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Great, I don't know where the heck I am either!"
"Sora? Since when did you get here?" called a voice. Sora spun around, catching sight a lady, waving to him.
"Uh… sorry to be rude, but who are you?" he asked bluntly as they approached. She frowned.
"Huh? You don't remember? Jeez, it's like your memory's being tampered with. I'm Rinoa! You don't remember me? Or Squall? Cloud? Aerith? Tifa? Yuffie? Cid? Anyone?"
Sora shrugged. "Well, I'm not the Sora you know."
"Hm… well, you look a lot like him… he's just more cute than handsome, and you're vice-versa," remarked Rinoa. "C'mon. Seeing as you have a Keyblade, something must be up."
"Why should I come?" asked Sora stubbornly, grinning. At Rinoa's glare he held his hands up in resignation. "Okay, okay, I'm coming!"
She led Sora to a door labeled third district, and they entered a large house at the entrance. Inside was what looked like a high-tech computer room. Several others were in there.
"Hey, Sora! Haven't seen you in a while!" called a blonde boy, waving like Rinoa had done. Sora frowned.
"Don't know anyone at all," he muttered. Rinoa sighed.
"Well, guys, this is Sora. He claims he's not the Sora we know though, so we'll go through introductions again," she said. Pointing to each person in turn, she continued, "That's Quistis, then there's Zell, right there, Irivine is the one with the cowboy hat, that's Red XIII, Red for short, and – wait, where's Vincent?"
"He went out again to slay some heartless," explained Quistis, not turning from the computer she was typing at. "Said that the second district is overloaded."
"Okay… Anyway, we're the Traverse Team, working to keep it safe from heartless. In Radiant Garden are the others..."
"So, Sora, if you're not the Sora we know," began Zell, "then who in the world would you be?"
"…My name is Sora Tran. I come from the planet Earth. Know what that is?" asked Sora.
"Wait… did you mention Earth?" asked Irvine, turning sharply.
"YES," said Sora slowly. "EARTH. Do. You. Understand. Me?"
"Jeez, nowhere as fun as the real Sora we know," muttered Zell. "Anyway… Earth, right?"
"YES!"
"All right, all right!" cried Rinoa, feeling havoc about to set in. "Isn't Earth one of the worlds that you can get to through the dimension rift? But… only people coming from the other dimension can get to this universe. How did you get here?"
"Opened a game and probably got sucked into the freaking TV," sighed Sora darkly. "Don't ask. So… what is this place?"
"Traverse Town," Quistis told him. "If you somehow got here, that means you have a purpose to be here. Since you got through the dimension rift, sorry, you won't be going back home."
Sora groaned. "I hate this. Completely. Hate. This."
"Hey, cheer up," urged Rinoa, patting him on the back. "You'll get used to it here! Besides, you can go to different worlds and meet different people!"
"Yeah, and get killed someday," muttered Sora sarcastically, running a hand through gravity defying hair. He was glad he did and Skyra did a little research about the game when they first heard about it, though it had already been popular for a while. "Have you met a girl named Skyra?" he asked urgently. "She's my twin. I really have to find her."
"Nice of you to go searching for your sister," answered Rinoa. "But no, we haven't met her yet. Quistis, can you contact Cid at Radiant Garden? They might know."
"On it." After typing for a while, she shook her head. "He said that she isn't there."
"But have they met her?" Sora piped up, hurrying towards the computer to get a good look at what was happening.
"Hm… says yes."
"Can I go there?"
"…"
"Please?" He tried the irresistible puppy eyes. The others sighed. Red nudged him towards a glowing, green thing in a corner. "What is that!" he yelped, staring suspiciously at the thing.
"It's a transport. It looks exactly like the ones used to get on gummi ships to go to other worlds, but we and the Radiant Garden group established this system where we can transport people, one at a time, to the other place."
"Awesome. Can I go now?"
"Fine. Get in the circle."
Sora obeyed the order, and was warped out.
"Good luck finding your sister, Sora."
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Skimming the area, deep blue eyes concentrated on the world ahead. "Hey, Donald, stop at that one."
"Sure, Sora," squawked the white duck, continuing with his pressing of buttons and things. A dog, standing beside them, gawked at the world.
"Gawrsh, Sora, what is that place?" he asked.
"I don't know, Goofy. All I know is that Larxene told us that this is the new base for some new "evils". Black Abyss. Sounds ominous."
"Told you so," came a voice, issuing from a blonde coming from another room. "After the Organization didn't exactly trust me since Marluxia and I pulled that stunt with Axel before and tried to take over and I didn't exactly want to be in the group anymore, it was too late. I already knew about the new base. They're trying to recruit new members since some of us left, and some of us have been completely vanquished."
"Like who?" asked Goofy.
"Like Marluxia. They don't trust him anymore," came another voice. A redhead with emerald green eyes, emerging from the other room with Larxene.
"You two look weird," accused the white duck, named Donald. "Especially you, Axel." Axel and Larxene glared at them.
"So what if you've only seen us in cloaks?" huffed Larxene, dropping into a seat. She was wearing an outfit of black, which was a combined one piece that was a combination of a short sleeved, black-shirt and black shorts. A zipper ran halfway down the back. Axel was wearing a simple red t-shirt and blue jeans.
"I agree with Donald, no offense," said Sora sincerely, grinning at them. "You two do look weird. I've never imagined that you would wear jeans and a regular t-shirt, Axel… oh, and are you two really on our side this time? If this is just some kind of trick, I'll kill you both, and you'll be officially dead. After all, nobodies only have two lives total." (A/N: Made that up O.o)
"Whatever," chorused Axel and Larxene.
"C'mon," insisted Donald. "We have to enter Black Abyss!"
Sighing, the group got off the gummi ship, entering the world named Black Abyss. Their eyes widened when they saw what was there.
"Holy… cow."