Okay just so everyone knows The bold italics is a voice with no name. I didn't fell like puting said the voice all the time. Yes i know lazy. But it gets old if repeated.

Prolouge- Lost in the Dark

Wake up. Its time to continue on. The darkness is waiting for you...

Sora awoke to a voice unfamiliar to him. Yet at the same time it was as though he had meet the person. Sora stood and went to grab his keyblade and it was gone. Sora freaked and looked about the ground but it was nowere to be found. It had vanished it the darkness that had forsaken him.

Maybe it found a new owner. Maybe to preserve itself it...

Soras thoughts were cut off when a man with red hair was in front of him. His back was to him so all he could see was his brown trench coat and the broad sword he weilded. His hair was a mess as though he never combed it. His skin was tanned and he worn biher boots.

The blade has not left you. It is there in the dark you must find it.

The man pointed his sword to the left and a beam of light showed a petastoole were a blade rested. The key handle was red and black and the chain held an image of the moon. The blade was articulate in every way. What few straight lines that were in it was mared and chipped. Sora looked at the man and back at the blade.

"Thats not my sword." stated Sora

It is. It has changed though. It has grown acustom to this world. It is no longer the sword you knew. Its new name is... Ragnarok.

"Ragnarok it sounds bad." said Sora

What choice do you have. I won't fight for you and you need a weapon. Why not your new keyblade.

With that the man turned his head and Sora cought a glimps of one of his eyes before the man vanished and in his place was a dozen heartless that looked just like him. The mans eyes were a cold blue with aspin pupils. Sora ran after the balde knowing the man was right. Yet he also knew that something terrible was about to happen. Like this was planned all along. He thought about his promise to Kairi. He had to find his way back to her. No matter what. When Sora was inches from the sword the light grew brighter pushing back the heartless. Sora turned an also saw the man looking at him at the edge of the light.

Go on. Grab it and feel its power.

Sora Turned and placed his hands on the hilt. It was ice cold but the sword itself was easy to lift. It was light in weight and apeard despite its flawed blade indestructable. The closer e looked at it the more he saw it change. The blade straightened and became black all except for the red edge. Sora turned to see the heartless move into the light. It nolonger bothered them and the pedastool that the sword was resting on vanished and the light thinned. Sora prepared to fight but the shakeing stopped the heartless.

Hahah... Fool, You have found your resting place in the darkness. You are lost in this dark world. The sword is called Ragnarok because it brings about then end of the world when released. When i am released.

Sora felt the ice cold fealing of the sword flow through him. His eyes turned aspin red and his tane became grey. His cloths truned black and red. He felt his mind sink to the darkness he hated. The darkness that had Riku, but one more fearce then he thought. The power was soon overwhelming and Sora's mind pushed into the farthest reaches of utself traping him. Loseing him to the darkness.