Anne: Yay! Another chappie! Some Ocs will be appearing in this chapter so (breaks in to song) BE PREPAAAARED! (you kno, like in lion king?)
Ashley the editor: you're an idiot.
Shiro: yeah
Anne: (pouts) meenies…
I DO NOT OWN KINGDOM HEARTS!
Chapter Four: The Siege of Twilight Town part 2
'Why today?' Sora thought to himself as the Keyblade appeared in his hand. The heartless stopped and glared at the Keyblade Master with what would've been hateful glares if their eyes weren't blank golden orbs. Sakura stared too, it's not like everyday you see a guy with a giant key for a sword.
"Wha-"
"It's called the Keyblade," said Sora never taking his eyes of the shadow heartless.
"I know that!" the girl said. "I want to know what are you doing with one!"
The brunette boy froze up. "How do you know about the keyblade?" he asked, eyes narrowed.
"I-"
The heartless, seemingly tired of the chitchat, leaped at Sora before Sakura could finish what she was saying. He easily blocked and killed it with a swing of the keyblade, but more came after it. "Tell me later," he said as he uppercutted one in the air. Another came at his side but the brunette smashed its head with the hilt of his weapon.
Sakura, meanwhile, stuck close to Sora, but far away enough so he could maneuver the keyblade easily without hitting her. "We need to get out of here!" she cried seeing the seemingly endless sea of black and shadowy bodies and glowing eyes.
"Do you know somewhere that's safe from them!" Sora shouted back irritably. He had been in worse situations before, but in those times he wasn't protecting a helpless (not to mention weaponless) person. Donald and Goofy can take care of themselves, along with all the others on those other worlds out there. But Twilight Town doesn't seem to have many, if any, fighters residing here. And if there are, Sakura certainly wasn't one of them.
"I think we can try the Clock Tower," the girl suggested. Hopefully Sekou and the others were safe.
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"Guys, stand back!" Sekou warned his friends, Haru and Kocha, as the shadow heartless appeared in front of them. The blonde teenager got into a fighting stance as his dual keybaldes- the Oblivion and the Oathkeeper- were summoned to his hands in flashes of purple-black and white light. Kocha gapped at the beautiful, but deadly weapons. Haru, having seen them before already, had enough sense to keep his head and pull Kocha back with him.
Sekou charged at the heartless and met them head on. His keyblades easily sliced through them as if they were air. But more seemed to just keep coming. Soon Sekou was covered in small nicks from the shadows' sharp claws that he could not evade. Fortunately, none have been able to get past the blonde and on to Haru and Kocha, who were totally defenseless. 'Find something to defend self with. That's first on the list!' Both boys thought at almost the same time.
Looking around wildly, Haru spotted a broom and a mop lying on the ground by a now abandoned store. He raced over there, dodging a stray heartless and grabbed the two cleaning utensils. "Kocha!" the older blonde yelled as he tossed the broom over to the younger boy, who caught it. Adjusting the mop so that he could use it effectively, Haru worked his way back over to his friends by swinging the mop around, cutting a path through the heartless.
All during this time, Sekou was covering his friends. The blonde was covered in scratches from the shadowy claws and a nasty looking gash bleed freely from his right arm. He looked over to check on Haru and Kocha. Both were fine and holding off pretty well with only a mop and a broom. But what neither of the two noticed was a larger heartless (what Sora knows as a Large Body) preparing to attack Haru from behind.
"Haru duck!" shouted Sekou as he threw the Oathkeeper as a boomerang in a deadly accurate Strike Raid. The Large Body burst into shadowy particles upon impact. "Guys, I think we need to find somewhere safe to hide out in," Sekou said as the remaining heartless began to fade back into the shadows. "Something bad's gonna happen soon. I can feel it."
Haru and Kocha looked at him oddly, but after what just happened, it was better to listen to what he said rather than question him. Besides, he wasn't looking all that good. The fifteen-year-old's naturally pale skin was even paler than usual and he was covered in scratches. He must've been exhausted. The two nodded.
"Where should we go?" asked Kocha looking around him for signs of the dark creatures.
"I vote the Clock Tower," said Haru. "It's nearest and it's pretty much the only option. What do you say, Sekou?"
The younger blonde in question was about to answer when he felt the dead weight of unconsciousness settle on his tired body. All he could was nod before slumping to the ground, seeing only a quiet darkness.
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He laid on the hard floor of the misty chamber. A pleasantly cool fog created drops of water on his hot skin and dampened his wild, blonde hair. He stood up and found that the mist was only two feet high and he wasn't in a room, but out in the open under a starlit sky.
"It is good to see you here, Wielder of Two Keys," said a soft and emotionless voice.
A few feet away from were he stood was a woman covered in a cloak the color of a deep purple, slightly silver in the starlight. Her face was hidden his the shadow of her hood. "Who are you?" the blonde bravely asked.
"Who I am is of little importance as of now, child. What is more important is that you find the Keyblade Master. I cannot say much for time is little for the both of us."
Slightly put off by being called a child, Sekou replied, "So what is it that you want with me
"As I said, you must find the Keyblade Master and now is the opportune moment. Since Twilight Town is under attack and he is there, fighting against the heartless. You must show him the keyhole to that world. If you don't, it will be destroyed like countless others."
"How do I find him?" asked Sekou.
The cloaked woman reached into her sleeves and pulled out a small, wrapped object. "He will come to you. Stay where you are. When you see him, show him the keyhole and give this to him. It may be worthless to you, but I believe the Keyblade Master will know what to do with it." At this point, Sekou guessed that the cloaked woman was smiling slightly.
"Good luck in your quest, young Dual Wielder. And remember, show him where the keyhole is if you wish to have Twilight Town saved."
The mysterious woman faded away, leaving Sekou alone in the starlit land. He looked at the small package in his hand and then up at the starry sky. They twinkled down at him.
"It's been awhile since I've seen so many stars in one sky…"
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Sekou woke up with a wet rag on his forehead and Haru and Kocha talking quietly in one corner. It took him a minute to realize that they were in the Clock Tower.
"Ugh… What happened?" he asked rubbing his slightly sore head.
Hearing his moan, Haru and Kocha were immediately at his side. "How ya doing, Sekou?" inquired Kocha.
"Fine," answered Sekou. "What happened?" he asked again.
"Well, you kinda just suddenly passed out," explained Haru. "We think it was just because you were tired or something."
"So we carried you to the Clock Tower," Kocha continued. "And when we got here, we did the best we could to stop the bleeding."
"And you've been out of it for about an hour now," said Haru looking at his watch.
"Is anyone else here?" Sekou asked.
"Nope."
His heart sank. What if Sakura got attacked by the shadowy monsters and got hurt, or killed, or… 'Stop thinking like that, Sekou!' he mentally scolded himself. 'She's okay. She has to be.'
The blonde sat up quickly, too quickly. The sharp pain of the scratches he received during his fight with the heartless brought him to the reality that he should heal himself before he goes out and plays the hero. Summoning the Oathkeeper, he pointed it vertically up and muttered, "Curaga." The pleasant feeling of the green light that washed over his body healed the wounds. Both Haru and Kocha gasped in awe at the magic as the emerald light faded, revealing a fully healed Sekou.
"How-"
"I'll explain later," Sekou cut him off. "You two just stay here. I'm going to go look for Sakura." He made his way over to the stairs.
"Hold it, Sekou," said Haru firmly. "What makes you think I'm gonna let you go back out there? After what just happened?"
Sekou looked at his best friend with a look between determination and irritation. "I've got to. Sakura's still out there and I'm gonna get her. There's nothing you can do to stop me, Haru, so don't try."
Haru glared lividly. Kocha stood beside the older blonde. "I agree with Haru. You wouldn't make it ten feet away from the Tower if you went out there. The whole place is surrounded. You need to look out a window before you go skipping outside. You need to stay where you are, Sekou."
Something triggered in the back of Sekou's mind.
He will come to you. Stay where you are.
"Screw what she said," muttered Sekou angrily, turning and going down the stairs, ignoring Haru and Kocha's objections.
He was at the foot of the stairs when one of the large front doors of the tower burst open and was quickly shut.
"Sora, are you all right?" asked a very familiar voice.
"I'm fine, Sakura. Really," said another familiar voice. A really familiar voice. It sounded like an identical voice to his own. Only this one was currently riddled with pan and exhaustion.
"Sakura?" Sekou called out to the two figures, one was kneeling down by the other, who was slumped down at the base of the door.
"Sekou?" she replied a smile on her worried face. "Is it really you?"
"Duh," he said good-naturally walking to where she and the stranger were. Sakura was okay with just a few minor scratches that weren't any threat. The other, from what Sekou could see was covered in deep gashes and breathing heavily. His face was shadowed by the brunette bangs of his unruly hair. What he had in his hand though, was what sent chills down Sekou's spine. A keyblade.
The stranger chuckled all of a sudden, which turned into some coughing up of blood. Sakura yelped in concern and was about to try and help when he held up his silver keyblade and wheezed, "Curaga."
The spell healed him completely and he literally jumped to his feet, a huge grin on his face and laughing, sky blue eyes. Now he could see him clearly, Sekou could've sworn he was looking in a mirror at a tanner, and darker-haired reflection of himself. The brunette must've thought the same thing because he said, "Who are you?" at the exact same time as Sekou.
They stared at each other for a minute as if they were sizing each other up (even if they were the same height). The identical sapphire eyes met for a second then the two turned away. Sakura giggled. "You two are so weird," she said.
"Am not!" the look-alikes shouted at the same time. They glared at each other again. "Stop saying what I'm saying!" they yelled in unison.
"See what I mean?" said Sakura.
"What's all that racket down there?" called a voice up a few floors. The trio on the ground looked up to see Haru and Kocha leaning over the handrail and looking down on them.
"Hey Haru! Hey Kocha!" Sakura called up, waving at them. The two grinned and waved back.
A few minutes later, all five of the teenagers were sitting in the room where Sekou usually slept. Introductions were made and the small talk was brushed aside. Sakura turned and fixed Sekou with a hard stare. "You need to explain what's going on and why haven't you told me about your keyblades and most of all, how do we stop these…things from overrunning town?" She looked almost pleadingly at the blonde.
Sekou sighed. "I can't explain what's going on 'cuz I don't really know myself."
"Well why didn't you ever tell us about the keyblades?" asked Sakura.
"How did you know about them?" Sekou asked in response. "The only person I ever told was Haru." Haru looked down at the floor as Kocha shot him the 'why didn't you tell me?' look.
Sakura explained, "When I was at Haru's house awhile back, I was looking through his old sketch books. While I was leafing through one I came upon a page with drawings and notes of you and your keyblades. At first, I thought it was just Haru's imagination at work, but a few weeks later, I was going up to visit you when I heard you talking to Haru. Not wanting to intrude, I stayed out of the room. But my curiosity got the better of me when I heard Haru ask if he could see the keyblades. So I looked through the crack in the door and saw the keyblades appear out of nowhere in your hands. My question is, why did you tell Haru, but not Kocha and I?"
Sora, who was listening quietly the whole time answered for him. "Sometimes it is better to keep your keyblade hidden. The less people that know, the less chance of spies finding out about them."
The other four looked at him. "What makes you think that?" asked Kocha.
Sora grinned his usual goofy grin. "Simple. I'm a Key Bearer and everyone wants power. A keyblade possess a lot of power. So with all the wars going on, don't you think everyone will try to convert me to their side?"
"Sounds reasonable," Haru said with a shrug.
"So those things, were they after you and Sekou?"
Sora looked distant for a second then snapped out of it. "The heartless that are attacking could be here for a billion reasons. The most likely is to destroy this world and/or destroy me."
"Jolly old life, ain't it?" said Sekou sarcastically.
"Yup," replied Sora.
There was silence for a minute before Haru broke it. "So how do we stop this?"
Sora stood up and dusted his black shorts off, "Easy. Find and seal this world's keyhole."
And remember, show him where the keyhole is if you wish to have Twilight Town saved.
"But where is it?" he muttered under his breath. "Where?"
Follow your heart.
Not exactly sure what triggered that thought, Sekou decided to give it a wild shot. He relaxed and cleared his mind the best he could and searched through his heart. The blonde could feel the warmth of his keyblades safe within there, but could not find any directions to the keyhole.
'I need to relax more. I need to meditate like Master told me to when I was under his wing.' He thought. So once again he cleared his mind and shut his eyes. Not paying any attention to what was going on around him, he searched his heart with all his mind and soul. Where is this world's keyhole? He asked. He asked his heart over and over again until a gentle tugging was pulling at his heart. Sekou opened his eyes to see a trail of golden particles floating in the air. Slowly he got up and followed the floating trail. Whether or not the others noticed, he didn't observe, he had to maintain all of his focus on the glittering trail.
Sora, Sakura, Haru, and Kocha did notice Sekou get up and leave, but unlike him, they couldn't see the golden trail. But Sora could sense a power calling him to follow. "You guys stay here," he said and followed the blonde teen up the stairs.
Sekou led Sora all the way to the very top floor of the Clock Tower. They walked outside onto the high ledge in front of the enormous clock. "This is it," said Sekou in a relaxed voice. "This is the keyhole to Twilight Town."
"Really? Wow, that was fast. How did you do that?" said Sora looking at the blonde.
He didn't respond. Instead he put his hands in his pocket and felt something like a wrapped package. Sekou pulled it out and saw the neatly wrapped item the cloaked woman wanted him to give to the Keyblade Master.
"Are you the Keyblade Master?" he asked.
Sora studied him for a second before answering, "Yes."
"Someone wanted me to give this to you. They said you'd know what to do with it." He tossed the package to the brunette. He looked it over and then unwrapped it. A crystal of a pale blue color rested in his palm. It radiated a cool aura.
"The Ice Crystal…" Sora whispered as the stone vanished in a flash of blue light. "A summoning gem."
Sekou watched this all with interest. This Sora was indeed an interesting person.
"Now," said the brunette teen, "why don't we seal this keyhole up?"
"How about not?" asked a deep and rich voice, riddled with malice and cruelty.
The two teens turned to see a rather unwelcome sight.
Anne: MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Another cliffie!
Ash: (dying from suspense) CURSE YOU!
Shiro: (sweat drop) You guys are both basket cases.
Mob of People: HEAR! HEAR!
Anne: Review pleez and I'll hurry up with the next chapter!