Ssup guys, I'm back with another chapter! So last time on 'Kingdom Hearts: The Untold Legacy', our young hero was confronted by a hooded stranger who claims to know his name. Who is he, a friend or foe? Read on to find out more.

Chapter 3:

"Who are you? And… how do you know my name?" I started as the figure simply shook his head and stopped directly in front of me, taking in my form as I simply stared up to him.

"Who am I, and how I got to know your name is of no concern to you," he began in that same deep voice taking me back. I stepped back as I glared at him through his hood. 'Who does this guy think he is?' I thought as I fought the urge to pounce on him.

"What do you mean!?" I shot back as he simply stood there shaking his head again. A large key-like sword materialized in his hand; silver and white in color with three pointed crystal teeth at the end. A long chain hung at the end with a blue electric bolt. He back-flipped a whole ten feet in the air, landing on the edge of the station across from me, before jumping into a battle stance which looked just like mine; clutching his strange weapon in his right hand, holding it at level near his head, his other hand sticking out in front with his left hand slightly open. Surprised, I summoned my sword and did the same.

"I don't wanna fight you Sami. I just wanna give you some valuable information that might help," he spoke up while stepping closer; I did the same. "But seeing as you look determined to play the hero at this premature age, I have no other choice."

"Shut up!" I growled before slashing away at his midsection. My opponent simply jumped and dodged all my attacks – kind of like what I would do myself which only aggravated me further. I guess this is how everyone else feels when I fight them.

"Just. Stay. STILL!" the mysterious hooded figure simply uttered a 'humph' in response before slashing my face – tossing me into the opposite direction at top speed. I jumped back to my feet, only to find my attacker gliding towards me, landing with a loud thud against the glass flooring as his weapon impacted hard against my chest, knocking me back as I fell back gasping. I can't believe I couldn't land a single attack on him. As my strength started to fail me; I noticed a large white and green flower hover over me – restoring my strength. I felt good as new! The figure bent down and offered his gloved hand to me as the key-like sword disappeared from his grasp. "Like I said, I don't want to fight." Hesitantly, I took his hand and got up.

"Well, what do you want?" I questioned impatiently – partly because of being defeated by a complete stranger who had a hauntingly very similar fighting style to mine; only a hundred times much more better, stronger and athletic.

"Do you know where you are Sami?" he began and caught me a bit off guard. No, actually I didn't really figure that part out yet. So I simply shrugged before he continued;

"You're in the depths of your heart, in order to fight off the darkness that resides within you," the tall individual continued. I was genuinely puzzled. "I know this all may seem very confusing to you and it may not make any sense, but it's the truth. The night you fought off with the Heartless back in Celestial City, your heart reacted very seriously; spawning you here while you are comatose in the real world out there-"

"The Heartless… are those the monsters me and my friends were attacked by?" I interrupted my companion, who patiently nodded and continued,

"Yes and what you faced back there were only the weakest ones. There are bigger and much stronger ones out there still, who won't stop at anything to acquire the hearts of those who are strong and especially good of heart – which is why they only attacked you three out of the whole city before disappearing again without a trace. Yes, you heard me. They only came to hunt you. Celestial City is perfectly safe from darkness – well, in your time at least." He fell silent as he looked down. I took a moment to take it all in.

"But… why me?" I began as he looked back up before I spoke further, "What's so special in me that only I'm experiencing all these weird thoughts and dreams? I don't understand any of this!" The figure extended his right hand and summoned his strange weapon as he held it in front of me. I noticed as it materialized in his black gloved hand in a flash of blue electrical energy. The hilt and keychain sparkling from the glow of the station.

"Do you know what this is?" he questioned smoothly in his deep voice as I still had my eyes glued onto this mystical weapon. After a long pause he continued speaking again,

"What you see here is a keyblade; the keyblade is a powerful and mysterious type of weapon which only those with the strongest of heart may wield."

"A key – blade?" I pondered as I shook my head. This was all new to me.

"Shall I tell you a story to clear your confusion?"

I nodded in response and my guide continued his lecture on these mysterious keyblades:

"Long before in the ancient age of fairytales when the world was whole, Kingdom Hearts was a realm which was believed to be the source of all light. However, it remained out of mankind's reach, as it was protected by its counterpart, the χ-Blade.

Eventually, many came to desire the light, and their greed and jealousy introduced darkness into the World. In order to conquer the light of Kingdom Hearts, people forged the first keyblades in the image of the χ-Blade, and they clashed with each other in a great Keyblade War that involved those who served the light, those who served the darkness, those who sought balance, and those who simply sought power.

The conflict embroiled even those who did not desire Kingdom Hearts and took the lives of thousands; it also extinguished the light from the world and trapped Kingdom Hearts in the deepest darkness.

Because light remained in the hearts of children, it was able to draw the fragments of the world back together, creating several separate worlds. The remaining keyblade wielders decided to use the keyblade in order to protect what was left of the Realm of Light. Memories of the Keyblade War survived in various legends, which disputed whether the keyblade was a weapon meant to bring salvation or destruction.

The keyblade is more of a tool to aid your friends rather than a weapon to hurt your enemies. The keyblade only lets a chosen wielder hold it, but those with the strength of heart to wield a keyblade are able to give or take them from others, or take control of them if they have been abandoned. Those incapable of wielding a keyblade cannot keep it, even if a wielder hands it to them.

A wielder is able to summon or dispel their keyblades at will; however, it is implied that one can only wield a single keyblade at a time, even if they have possession of more than one. The exception to this rule up until now-" he paused as he stretched out his left hand and summoned another keyblade in it.

This was slightly smaller in comparison, all white in color with gold shading. The keychain had a small sun on it; the hilt seemed to be made of angel wings and the teeth in the shape of a dream-catcher. "Is me, because I harbor two of my friends' hearts. Friends who I've lost along the way."

It was a lot to take in, but I slowly understood what the keyblade was and what it was capable of. But one question still kept hitting me and I came back to my last argument:

"I think I understand now – but, why are you telling me this? I don't have a keyblade."

"Yes, you do Sami. You may have not noticed this yet, but you are one of the few special people ever to wield a keyblade without knowing it."

I was stunned at this, "Huh? What do you mean by that?"

The figure paused before his head turned back in my direction, his face still hidden under his dark hood – but I didn't really seem to care anymore. "You're the keyblade's chosen one Sami. It is because of someone special you met in the past who passed their keyblade down to you. Try to remember anything."

I looked towards the sky as an old memory began to play in my head, as if a scene from a movie;

….

A small five year old boy with a mop of messy raven hair and jet-black eyes; dressed in blue shorts, a green t shirt and black velcro sandals , skipped over to the ice cream cart happily as he clutched for rainbow colored diamonds of munny in his hands, ready to buy him a stick of sea-salt ice cream.

Accomplishing his goal, the boy turned around to head home when he heard loud sobs of a little girl crying in the distance.

Safely depositing his untouched ice cream into a pocket, he pulled out his toy wooden sword and bolted to the opposite direction.

Reaching the deserted evening city center, he noticed a small girl with curly brown hair and hazel eyes, dressed in a magenta sundress and green flip-flops – being bullied on by three boys; one with oiled back slick dark brown hair and cold amber colored eyes, and two with dirty brown hair.

They had snatched away her doll and were ripping off its limbs from the body – ignoring the constant pleading and cries of the helpless girl who they had pinned down beneath them.

"Leave her alone you guys!" the brave messy haired boy yelled as he jumped into his battle stance. All four kids stopped and turned their attention to the intruder. "Don't you have anything better than to bully other kids Sonu?"

The short amber eyed child stopped mutilating the doll and stepped up – an evil smirk on his face. "Trying to pretend to be a hero again are we Sami? Ha! Ghazanfar, Aman teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

The two dirty haired boys raced towards the said boy with their fists raised ready to strike. The target simply hopped about dodging every hit, before slashing his toy at the two attackers simultaneously sending them to the cold pavement in a weeping heap of tears, snot and incoherent swearing.

The leader backed up a few steps and bolted from the scene; disappearing into an alleyway. The messy haired boy walked over to the girl before bending down and handing her the broken dolly. Tears welled up her hazel eyes as she furiously tried to hold back a sob. Nevertheless, she wiped her cheeks and turned to her savior:

"Th...thank you for helping me," she managed to murmur while still keeping her head bent low. The said black eyed boy simply smiled and patted her reassuringly on the shoulder – making her tense up as she finally looked up at him.

"No need to thank me. I'm always happy to help anyone who needs it." He commented as he smiled broadly while posing heroically making his companion giggle. He extended a hand, "I'm Sami! What's your name?"

"I'm Genus. Let's be friends!" she replied. Her previously timid exterior being replaced by one filled with admiration and confidence.

"Sure!" the black haired boy agreed before reaching in his pocket and pulling out the milky treat he had bought for himself – offering it to his new friend. "Here, have this ice cream as a friendship gift. It'll make you feel better."

The curly haired girl beamed and willingly took the frozen dessert, biting into it. Just then a tall woman with similar hair and eye color as the said girl appeared, her face a mask full of worry. "Genus, there you are. Come on we'd better head back, it's getting late, and you have kindergarten tomorrow."

The children's smiles faded as they waved each other good bye – hoping to meet each other again so they may play together one day.

"Good bye Sami! Do you think we'll meet again?"

"Of course. We're friends now right? And friends can never be apart for long."

"Right! See you soon!"

During all this, a young teenage boy had been noting everything going on around here. How bravely the little raven haired boy faced his assailants and how he was so nice and sweet to a little girl he had just met a few minutes ago.

Yes, this boy would be the perfect hero of tomorrow and save the worlds from the growing darkness – even though he himself was unable to do so.

The young man had curly silver hair and blue eyes; in addition he wore a white shirt under a black vest, dark grey pants, and black boots. He also had a red scarf around his neck. The black haired young boy's head tilted to the teenager as he motioned him toward him:

"Hey there buddy, what's your name?"

"I'm Sami mister. Were you watching me the whole time?"

The teenager shook the younger boy's hand and continued as he towered over him, "Ephemera! And yes, I was watching everything Sami. You're really brave – taking on those boys by yourself."

This made the younger boy blush slightly as he ruffled his messy black locks before smiling widely, "Eh, it was nothing mister. I like helping out others-"

"Please don't call me 'mister'," the silver haired boy interrupted as he uttered an uneasy chuckle before he continued, "My name's Ephemera and I'm only 16. Jeez! You make me sound so much older."

"Hahaha, alright I'll call you Ephemera! But, how come you took so much notice of my little deed? It was nothing really."

The said boy summoned a large weapon in his hand at this. It had a golden and silver body with a small silver crescent at the end. The teeth had a large silver star with a gold and dark blue star in the centre – the rear end being a matching golden. The hilt was dark blue with a gold star on the centre top. A gold and silver chain hung on the end, with a silver gold and blue star on its bottom. The dark haired boy looked at the weapon in awe as it glittered in front of his eyes.

"Sami, I need you to promise me something…"

"Umm… sure?"

"What's most important to you?"

"The safety of my friends."

"What do you want outta life?"

"I want to be the best at what I do."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid of the time when it'll be too late to save everyone."

The silver haired boy knelt down to the dark haired one; offering his blade's hilt up at him. As if on instinct, the younger one placed his right hand over the handle, soon being enveloped with blinding white light.

"When the time comes, you will be ready my friend. Someday soon."

The dark haired boy opened his eyes to find that his companion had disappeared. He looked about the deserted city center. Nothing stirred.

"Ephemera?"

Just then, his voice echoed through his head:

"Someday soon, we will meet again Sami. Then we can go restore the world back in its original state. Someday soon. We'll go together."

….

At that, I phased back to reality. I am the keyblade's chosen one. Ephemera bequeathed me because he chose me as his successor to save the worlds.

Ephemera! The name alone sent a wave of sadness over me. Where was he now? Is he still alive even? Will we really meet again?

The hooded figure in front of me noticed my fallen expression as my realization had hit me. He dismissed his keyblades and bent down to my height – looking at me through his dark hood.

"So now you finally know how important you are?" his deep warm voice cracked slightly.

I merely nodded, unable to say anything before I finally managed to form a sentence, "I… I'm sorry. I forgot about everything – but I remember now and I know what I must do."

I extended my right hand as I focused my will on it. 'Come on. I know I can do it. I can do it."

To my shock, my hand started to heat up slightly as blue electricity surged through it. Within a few seconds, I was holding a keyblade – my keyblade.

It was exactly like the one this hooded figure had summoned; silver and white in color with three pointed crystal teeth at the end. A long chain hung at the end with a blue electric bolt. I turned back to the said character as a haunting realization hit me.

"Who are you? And why does your keyblade look identical to mine?"

He hesitated at this before he stepped back uneasily, "I…. uh…. Can't tell you Sami. I'm sorry but I have to leave now. We will meet again in the outside world." With that he disappeared in a corridor of light without a backward glance.

"Wait! Please answer me!" No use.

'Ephemera, was that you? If yes, then how your voice has completely changed over all these years? I will find you and clear this mess. This is my new goal."

I glanced over around the large door as a flight of glass stairs materialized one after the other – leading to a completely different station on a higher level. I hastily made my way over the steps as the strange voice in my head from before began once again, startling me:

Your adventure begins in the Dead of Night.

Your road won't be Easy,

But a Rising Sun awaits your Journey's End.

"Sounds good."

The day you Re-Unite with your Lost Friends,

Is both Far, and Near.

You Will lose some people very Dear to You

But remember Three Names which will help You later;

Sora, Riku, and Kairi.

Okay now I'm officially puzzled. Who're these Sora, Riku and Kairi now? Are they good? Can they help us maintain the balance? When will I meet them? Do they know about Ephemera?

My thoughts were interrupted as I stepped onto the final platform; it had a picture of a sleeping young woman – a princess, clutching a red rose in her hands to her chest. The station itself was red and gold, lined with roses and black and green thorny vines. Over the woman's head, circled a mural of three small fairies with wands in their hands. A fine beam of light shone from the dark clouds above, onto the young princess' midsection. I followed the source slowly like moths to a flame. It was weird.

The closer you get to Light,

The Greater your Shadows become.

My shadow? I looked back over to where my shadow was – behind me. To my absolute horror, my shadow began to grow at an alarming rate as it soon rose up off the platform. I took a few steps back as the shadow transformed from me into a hundred foot tall humanoid monster. It sported wispy-snakelike hair, a scary yellow eyes, and claw-like hands with muscular arms and legs ending with crooked feet. The monster had a large heart-shaped hole in its chest. It stood up and waddled over to me.

But don't be Afraid.

And don't Forget…..

I turned around and bolted to the other side, almost falling off the edge. As I turned back, the monstrous creature was towering over me. 'Where do I run?'

I glanced at my right hand as my keyblade materialized in a blue shock-wisp once more – probably to aid me. 'Alright. Bring it on sucka!'

The monster dropped to its knees and pounded the station with its massive fists – sending shock waves over the glass platform as I struggled to balance. A dark puddle of darkness appeared near the monster's fallen hands, spawning small Shadow Heartless that I started to hate so much.

After destroying them with ease, I turned to the monster and started slashing away at its hands – sending off ethereal black smoke into the air. Agitated, the monster got up on its feet and stretched out its chest – a large dark energy ball animated and went hurtling right at me.

I tried to dodge roll away, but was too slow as the ball made contact with the side of my face in a painful hiss. My keyblade flew from my grasp, dropping off into the abyss.

Unbearable pain seared up my face as I failed to open my right eye. The monster gripped my waist, lifting me up to its face.

That's it then. I'm going to die. I closed my one good eye as I waited the inevitable.

Just then I remembered something important in my pocket; the Hi-Potion!

Quick as a flash, I punched hard against the monster's yellow eye, causing it to growl and chuck me angrily toward the platform. I landed with a loud crash against the hard surface – the monster falling stunned at my side.

Painfully, I took the star and moon liquid filled jar out and chugged down the contents in a gulp. It tasted like fizzy lemonade.

Miraculously, my strength returned as quickly as it was knocked out of me, the bones healed back and my face felt good as new. I summoned back my keyblade successfully and dashed toward my attacker, jumping over its head – slashing away in fast aerial combos.

Within mere minutes, the monster was done – disappearing in a pile of black ashes.

As I tried to catch my breath, the floor started turning black as it began to stick around my feet like quicksand. Not again!

I tried crawling out but tripped and soon began sinking through the muck. I gasped as I dug furiously for anything to grab hold of.

But don't be Afraid

You hold the Mightiest Weapon of All.

My vision blinded as the darkness engulfed me completely. I could see nothing at all.

So don't Forget:

You are the One who will open The Door.

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Well, that's it! Hope you all liked this little scoop into the history of Sami. Please review and tell me what you guys think. One more thing; next chapter would be about what happens when Ahmed and Asad awaken in their new home. I'm giving Sami a break so, you probably won't hear about him in a while. Besides, he needs a good long rest don't you guys think?