Introduction
This is a story of what happens to another keyblade wielder that soon involves Sora and company. This is my first story so give me a freaking break if it stinks. It'll be what I think could happen. Enjoy!
Chapter One: The Lost Wielder
The screams grew louder. It gave a chilling feel under his skin. The screams of pain grew louder along with the clash of steel and metal.
The air grew cold around him. The silky white glow of the moon illuminated his face as his breath grew louder and faster. His hands were clammy, clinging to his red gloves and dripping to the end of his arm where it merged with his forearm armor, and his face, with silver spiky hair that hung to his shoulders, was covered with sweat from tension. He tightened his hands around the handle of his weapon.
A keyblade.
"Do you think it's the right time?" It was his closest friend, Resex. He held a keyblade of his own, only it was wider and shorter than his. "Is it the right time Calaax?"
"Not yet Resex. Wait a little longer. Tell the others to get their keyblades ready."
Resex nodded and disappeared in the tunnel that led to the other pocket holes in the ground. Calaax laid down in the hole only a few feet below the carnage.
He could see pockets of holes in the ground above him letting in light and air. It would make it easier to jump out from the ground and surprise attack. He looked back at the tunnel leading to the rest of his unit of keyblade soldiers. It was still amazing that only in three weeks of being chosen by the keyblade that he rose up through the ranks and became a full-fledged general of the third keyblade unit in the Specialist Legion.
The keyblade wielders were classified by their skills and strength, such as the wielders who wielded powerful magic were part of the Sage Legion and the defense boasters were part of the Defender Legion. Calaax had extreme speed and killer instincts, so he was part of the Specialist Legion under the flag of Light.
Calaax was still unsure how he became a general so fast. Even for a Specialist or Killis-the most lethal and strongest type of wielder- it still took months or years to become a general, let alone a commander. It might have been the fact Calaax had supernatural strength before he had been chosen by the keyblade.
He was 18 years of age, but other than the days he was found in the Dark Forest near Moonlight Village, not much was remembered of his previous life, or how he came to be there. Calaax had been found by Nalia while she was picking herbs.
Nalia was not only the local doctor but also a woman with a kind heart. When she found him, he had his clothes torn, blood and cuts all around his body, and even a symbol on his chest. It was shaped with black lines curved inwards around a half white circle and a black half circle. The symbol disappeared after Nalia had begun to treat him with nearby herbs.
She brought him back to the village and quickly began to better treat him. He slept for three days before awakening. Nalia had overlooked him the whole time, making sure he didn't get a high fever or lose company. At night, she would sing to him a song to make him feel more comfortable.
She had a voice of an angel, Calaax thought as he listened for the signal to attack. He remembered when he finally woke up. He slowly lifted himself up and gazed around the room. He was disoriented and dizzy. He would have fell back to unconsciousness if Nalia hadn't entered the room with another batch of herbs. As she began to walk in, she saw him sitting up in his bed. She stopped and they stared at each another for a long time.
Finally, she said with the sweetest voice and warm smile, "Good, you're finally awake."
After that, they were always around each other. She asked him questions about where he had come from or what he was doing unconscious in the forest. He couldn't remember anything, only what his name was.
Calaax.
The two of them were never far from each other. They would always go to the garden to look at the flowers, drink some tea, and strike up a conversation. Nalia always wore a silky white dress that fell to her ankles with ribbons and a braid in her golden yellow hair. She seemed like a pure-hearted girl of 17 years and never looked doubtful or sad.
Sometimes, they would go back to the forest where Calaax was found and sometimes look around to find some clue of how he became unconscious there. They never found anything, except for the place.
As usual, they looked around for herbs since someone had broken their leg and needed many healing herbs.
"You use the implebomb herbs to heal broken tendons. They are usually found near oak trees where they get their nutrients. That's what we'll use to help broken limbs," Nalia informed Calaax.
"You know so much about this kind of stuff." Calaax had admired Nalia's compassion and intelligence to help others, especially how it helped him.
He wanted to help others like she did with him. He didn't know what he was like before Nalia found him. Was he a good person? Did he do good deeds? Or was he cruel or heartless? He was unsure, but whatever the case, he wanted to help others.
So he started to learn to become a doctor. Nalia taught him all about different kind of herbs and their uses. She taught him on-site medical techniques and places on the body to work on.
"Thanks," she giggled, "hope I'm being a good teacher." Calaax was about to respond when he noticed that Nalia's shining blue eyes were gazing at something in the distance. When he looked in her direction he saw something amazing and frightening.
They were standing only feet away from a beach that lined a crystal blue lake. It stretched out for at least a mile. The forest surrounding it hid it from view from any wanderers. The setting sun left a glow on the water horizon. That was, however, not was so interesting.
What was interesting was the thing in the middle of the lake hidden by the trees.
I'm sorry to say this, unless you didn't like the story :P, but this is the end of the first chapter. Don't worry, though. I already am working on the next chapter, so please read and review and keep in check for the next chapter. See you later ;)
