Chapter Three

The Power that's Given... or was born with...

He was falling head first, but slowly. He then twirled down faster and faster now, his eyes closed.

What's.... happening....?

He then landed on his feet, his body automatically spinning to his feet. He opened his eyes, blinking.

"........ huh?"

He looked around... he was at his Station. He looked down and saw himself, with a full body view. In circles around him where his friends, Tidus, Wakka, and Sophie. In three larger circles that were closer to his own picture was Sora, Riku, and Kairi.

"What... is this place....?"

Gera took a step forward, and as soon as he did, three stands appeared in a row. The one on the left had a wand, the middle had a sword, and the right had a shield. The Voice finally spoke again.

"Choose what power you want. Do you want the power of a Wizard? Or perhaps one of a Defender? Or maybe even a Warrior?"

Gera crossed his arms, beginning to think to himself.

"I have to... choose?"

He closed his eyes, staying silent for a few minutes... the Voice spoke up again.

"Hurry... the Heartless in your own Heart is coming."

"Wha!? In my... heart...?"

He placed a hand on his chest, over his heart.

"There are... Heartless in my own Heart?"

"Yes. Every heart that has darkness in it will form the Heartless if they reach your heart. Now, hurry. Choose..."

Just after the voice spoke, the brightest Light Gera had ever seen began to shine from above.

"Careful... the closer to the Light you are, the stronger your shadow becomes..."

Gera chuckled just as a dark form began to rise out of the ground from behind him.

"Ha! A simple Shadow can't defeat-"

He turned around with a smile on his face... and was face to face with a Darkside.

"...... me?"

He blinked in shock. Then...

"WHAT THE F*** IS THAT!??!?!?!?!?"

The Darkside raised its hand, then tried to slam Gera into the ground. He dashed backwards, skidding on his boots to a stop. He looked up at it, gulping.

"This... is a Darkside. The strongest of all the Heartless. He came from your Heart... only you can defeat your own Darkside."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME IT WOULD A GIANT FREAKING MONSTER!?!?!?!? YOU--"

The Darkside slapped Gera away, sending him flying back and over the edge.

"WHOA-WHOA-WHOA-WHOA!!!"
He began to fall down into the dark abyss. The Darkside peered over the edge, watching him fall down.

Is... is this it? Is this my fate? To fall for enternity into the dark abyss?

He looked down, not seeing the bottom... and saw that the Station kept on going down without a bottom. The voice spoke again, sounding disappointed.

"You're just going to let this be your fate? You're going to accept not seeing HER again? Hmph, pathetic..."

Gera's fists tightened, teeth bared as his energy began to cover his body...

A dark light flew up from the dark abyss, uppercutting the Darkside in its jaw, making it stumble back. The light stopped... Gera was floating in the air, the dark light sinking into his body. He was glaring at the Darkside in great rage, then flew at the Darkside, kicking it in its head, making it stumble toward the other edge of the Station. He landed in front of the three stands.

"I... won't let...."

He began to raise his right arm.

"A pathetic thing like you..."

His arm was straight up, his palm facing the dark sky above.

"Stop me from seeing Mella!"

Energy began to form around his eyes.

"For the class I want, I choose them ALL!!!"

"What?"

The Voice had utter shock in its voice as all three of the weapons flew toward his palm. Another dark light began to shine all around, blinding the Darkside until it dispirsed. When it was visible again, Gera was seen, looking up as he saw two guns starting to float down toward him. The pistol for his right hand was all black, except for a red cross that is right above the handle with the side pointing toward the barrel stretching out to the end on both sides. The gun for his left was the same, but the cross was white. Both pistols' barrels where about twice as long as Gera's hand, while the handle was shaped perfectly for his hand.

He grabbed the guns and looked at them, then to himself. He felt so much more power in him, and his senses where so much more sharper! He could even hear the Darksides slight shifts in movement, and was even able to tell what was behind him!

"Such... such power..."

He looked up to the Darkside, a mischievous smile forming on his face. He then suddenly stood with his left arm stretched out at the Darkside, which his right was close to his face, his feet spread apart. He kept the smile on his face the whole time.

"Play time, you fool!!!"

The Darkside glared down upon him, raising his fist in the air, then slammed it down into an aura of darkness. Four Shadows rose from the aura, which made Gera shake his head. He dashed forward, a blur, then jumped in the air, flipping forward and stomping down on a Shadow, then he spun with his knees bent, shooting both of his guns once at two of the Heartless, the bullets going through their heads. As the last one jumped at him, he pistol whipped it on its cheek and then shot it once, making it disappear in a puff of black smoke....

Gera took this chance as the Darkside began to stand up again to see how fast he could shoot, and to see how much ammo he had. He leaped back and aimed at the Darkside's head, shooting as fast as he could... the speed which he shot surprised him. He might as well been shooting a machine gun with the rate he was firing! And the ammo never ended! He continued the barrage of bullets on the Darkside, who brought its hand up to try to block the attack, but the bullets just went through its hand and into its head.

Gera stopped, then aimed lower. He shot right through the Darkside's knees, making it fall down onto them. He placed the guns in his coat, then jumped in the air, summoning his Keyblade.

"And now... you're FINISHED!!!"

He slashed at the monstrous Heartless, making a thin wave of purple energy, which went through it head down like it was nothing. The Darkside was still for a moment, then slowly, it fell into two halves, turning into two massive clouds of darkness.

Gera landed on the Station, his Keyblade in hand. He looked around, as if someone was watching him. He yelled out, as if that person was far away.

"Voice! Did you want to test me or something? To see how strong I was with this new founded power?"

There was a moment of silence, which made him think that he wouldn't get an answer... then:

"I did not. However, you did need to defeat your darkside. Conquer your own heart, make sure its powers are your's fully and truly. If you can do that, you will be able to defend yourself against the one that hunts you..."

Gera closed his eyes, soaking what he said in. The Voice continued.

"But, you need to explore your powers. You found out your ability to fly and float, able to defie any law in Gravity. I can tell, no.... sense.... that you can do so much more, the power you hold is infinite! Let that be to your advantage! You can NEVER stop becoming more and more powerful! Even if you tried to!"

He gazed up at the dark abyss, as if the Voice was coming from there... he felt a sort of... emptiness from it in his heart... a depression of sort.

"A... limitless power..."

Did he really want that? A power that never ended? One that could go up and beyond everything else? Everything had to have a limit... was his power an exception? Or was the Voice mistaken? It hasn't been wrong before, but yet it was clearly shocked to see him choose all three of the weapons. He closed his eyes, facing forward, then opened his eyes with a fierce look in his eyes and on his face.

"Then I will use that power to help those in need!"

As he spoke on, his dark purple and some dark red energy began to flow out of him, more and more so until it flooded the Station's floor.

"This power I have, it's increasing even more from what I am feeling! There have been tyrants in the past who would have used this power for themselves! Not I! No! This power has a purpose, and I am determined for it to be for the good! To Banish all evil! That is my destiny!"

His mind went to the prophecy that he heard from when Talon and the two other gods were fighting.

"No prophecy holds my future in it! No story that has been told in the distant past will tell me what to do! I life is my OWN! And..."

His energy began to circle around the whole Station, like a giant purple and dark red tornado.

"If that Talon comes for me, I will show him what I can do! If he goes for me, I will stop him! If he goes for my friends, I will stop him! If he goes for my new home, I will stop him! And if he goes for Mella, I will kill him!!!"

Gera pumped his body, fists tightened.

"Darkness! Come!"

A cloud of darkness engulfed his body, forming a long chain across his chest and to both shoulders of his coat. He sniffed the air, then summoned his Keyblade.

"If destiny says that I will die, then I will live on! If destiny says I will see my friends die, then I will save them! If destiny says that I will be weak, I will become the most powerful being!"

He stabbed his Keyblade into the ground as he sunk into the darkness... disappearing...

"..."

The energy from Gera dispersed quickly when he left. The Station slowly changed suddenly. The picture was now of Gera, in a cross position and was bounded by chains and to a heart. Blood was coming from his arms, and massive wounds were shown on his shirtless chest. On the right side of the picture was of Talon, his arms crossed and smiling evilly... while on the left was what looked like the shadow of Talon, but the eyes were dark red...

"Destines can change, Gera... futures can change... try too hard, and you may get the last thing you want... and the worse thing will happen..."

An aura of a silver light appeared in the middle of the Station. A person dressed in a completely silver cloak stepped out from it, wearing his hood up so his face was hidden. The cloak was like the Organization's, but had two stripes across both of the sides of the shoulders. He were what looked like cotton jeans, with the pants of them in his boots, which came up to his knees. The Nobody symbol was on the front of them. He looked up as he saw the last of Gera's energy disappear. His shirt was out of view because of coat he was wearing. The man's eyes were glowing... the color and black of his eyes were all silver, but still had the white in his eyes. He spoke with a familiar voice, yet power was emitting from him, one that would make even a Darkside shake in fear.

"Voice! I know you're still there!"

The Voice was silent, but was shocked that he knew he was there.

"I know who you are! I know all about you and your little plans!"

Now the Voice was shocked beyond everything. He knew that Gera had told no one about him, and... how did this man know of his plans?

"Who ARE you?"

The man shook his head under his hood.

"You know who I am already, and I will say this right now that your plans won't work, no matter how hard you try."

He turned around, a portal of silver colored energy forming.

"And..."

He turned around, as if the Voice was standing behind him.

"Stop using that false name, won't you? It gets a bit confusing later on."

With that, the mysterious man walked into the portal and disappeared...

End of a very long and teaseful Chapter 3