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I must tell you there is a startling surprise at the end of this chapter!
Now, onto Chapter 7
Panting, Sora-Xehanort woke in a cold sweat. He had unintentionally summoned his keyblade and holding it in front of him to defend himself.
One was in the room holding tray of food like she had the day he arrived here, which was strangely ironic.
One sighed,
"Will I always be at risk of being stabbed when I'm around you?"
Sora-Xehanort rolled his eyes.
"When you keep startling me like this, probably."
Thankfully, that released the tension in the room. One started laughing and gave Sora-Xehanort the food.
Suddenly, the possessed boy remembered the Watcher's promise.
"You still have to tell me the Watcher's story."
"I hoped you forgot." One chuckled. Then she stopped and smiled.
"Then I will tell you everything my family knows about Watchers."
(The italics will be the story One tells)
Once, a long time ago, the worlds had lost their source of pure light, Kingdom Hearts. The survivors of the tragedy known as the Keyblade War gathered in worry.
"What's going to stop the darkness from taking us all?" cried a warrior named Fatigo, who had lost his brother in the fighting.
Then, the panic spread to all of the fighters, who had all started to scatter in a wild frenzy like cockroaches that had just seen the light. In the midst of the turmoil, a man with the name of Vigilem had stood atop of the highest plateau overlooking the Keyblade graveyard.
He was a young man, in his early 20's. He had spiked blonde hair and silvery eyes that reflected his wisdom. He was one of the only fighters who fought not for the prized light, but for his family.
Vigilem had lost his family as a result to the war, and was finally fed up with the suffering and loss that was a result of the battle.
"Stop!" He cried out over the crowd, holding his beloved keyblade in his hand.
The keyblade had the hilt of the blade was a deep black, with it shimmering like it was full of tiny, blinking stars. The handle and hilt looked like they were old and cracking, and a small, red jewel where the key and handle met. Wrapped around the blade were white sashes. The actual blade was blue, with three large spikes curved like claws to look like the "key part". There were multiple spikes along the other side of the blade, and at the tip of the blade there was another red jewel.
The mob looked up at the keywielder who had got their attention, curious on what he had to say to them.
"We have survived through a terrible misfortune, yet you try to start another one just after the war ended? Are you all mad?" Vigilem spoke in disgust.
The people then turned to one another, looking ashamed, but ready to listen to what this man had to say.
But a harsh new voice interrupted them.
"No, we are all wanting to escape the terrible darkness about to befall us. Yet you criticize about how we want to be safe? Why is that?" Fatigo asked the Vigilem.
"We caused the darkness! Are we all just going to hide like rats while our families are slowly devoured by the darkness we all caused? There is no safety in that, only being afraid to shame ourselves."
The people looked surprised at the young warrior's words, as he spoke the truth, yet they didn't want to believe it. But they did.
"We need a plan. To make sure our children and our descendents do not go through what we had. We must form protectors to guard each world from the descending darkness."
Fatigo spoke against Vigilem again.
"Why would we risk our lives to save others we don't even know? Some people deserve to be swallowed by the darkness."
Horror spread throughout the mob at Fatigo's words. Were they all doomed just to fade back into the dark?
"Fatigo! That is were you are wrong! No one deserves a punishment that severe! Wallowing in darkness for all eternity, never to see the light again? That is too cruel a punishment for anyone." Vigilem shouted in response, anger in his eyes.
Then he once again looked at the ground, where the tired warriors were anxiously waiting for his next announcement.
He called out, "Who will join my group of guardians?"
At first, no one answered his call. No one stepped forward, as they were all scared about what happened when they did.
Finally, one brave woman stepped forward.
"I will join! I wish to see the end to all of our worlds suffering!"
She raised her keyblade into the sky and bounded up to Vigilem's side.
Her keyblade had four thorn-like spikes representing her 'key'. The color was a musky red tinted pink, with a mix of green at the hilt. The keychain was a single rose petal.
Vigilem looked proud, and asked the woman,
"What is your name, O Protector of Keys?"
She smiled and bowed, "Surrexit."
Vigilem smiled in response, and shouted out to his audience, "Who else will join us?"
Eleven others answered the call and all of them were standing next to their leader.
Fatigo was furious.
"Are you all that crazy? Risking your necks for people who don't even deserve it? Fine. Let's see how you handle a real challenge!"
Fatigo then summoned his keyblade, which looked exactly like Xehanort's, and charged at the thirteen members of Vigilem's protectors.
He summoned a creature of darkness, with two claws on each hand, antennae on their heads, and glowing gold eyes. Much like Fatigo's own eyes.
The members quickly killed the monstrosity, while Fatigo took on Vigilem. The first ever battle between a Guardian of Light and a Seeker of Darkness.
Finally, Vigilem defeated Fatigo and took away his weapon of light.
"Fatigo, you do not deserve to have a keyblade if you use it for evil purposes. Nor do you belong in the realm of light if you use darkness. Therefore, I banish you to the Dark Realms, you may never return, nor may you have contact with anyone of this world. Now, be gone!" Vigilem declared.
Fatigo laughed as his gold eyes gleamed.
"Do you think this is over my enemy? Darkness is eternal! And if I control darkness, so will I!" With that, a new, more sinister version of his keyblade appeared in his hands and a black hood appeared on his body.
"I will always be a denizen of darkness! You and your descendants will forever be enemies of mine! Light and Darkness's final clash is yet to come!"
Then, he opened a portal of darkness, and escaped.
The thirteen protectors then overlooked the crowd of fighters, who began to whisper.
"Did you see that?"
"Never thought that Fatigo would do something so horrible!"
"Those thirteen protected us! They watched over us!"
"They're the Watchers!"
Suddenly, the entire population was chanting out Watchers. Vigilem looked satisfied.
"Guess we got a name." Surrexit told Vigilem.
Then, Vigilem made them all go down onto one knee, himself included, to swear a following oath.
"I solemnly swear
To Guard and protect the Realm of Light
To always shield the weak
To keep the darkness at bay
And to keep the balance of the world."
Then, using all thirteen keyblades of light, the newly founded Watchers made a pathway home for the rest of the Keyblade War veterans back to their own worlds.
After they had all gone, the group had turned their keyblades into keyblade riders and in turn, had their own armor come with them. They flew off into the sky; finally making a tower that no one else could find dubbing it Watcher's Tower. And they had protected the worlds ever since…
One stopped.
Sora-Xehanort was amazed. He didn't know that the Keyblade War had also created the Watchers.
"How come no one tells that story?" He asked curiously.
"Because Vigilem made sure no one knew of the Watchers except Keywielders, but all the other worlds knew that they had a new protector."
"But what happened to Fatigo?"
"He has descendents, who still are causing trouble to the Watchers to this day." One said with anger.
"It's Xehanort, isn't it?"
"Yes, but there is one more fact to the tale."
That caught Sora-Xehanort's attention.
"What?"
"You and I are related distantly."
"What?!"
"I had discovered the relation recently; apparently, one of Vigilem's sons came to DestinyIslands and had a family. His descendents are still living today."
"But… But that means I'm… I'm" Sora-Xehanort trailed out in utter shock.
"That's correct; you and I are both descended from Vigilem, the first Watcher"
Hey guys! Hoped you liked this one! I'm not going to do that review thing I did in the last two chapters for this one. I believe that I will get reviews from my fabulous viewers.
If I get three people that say yes, I will continue next chapter looking more into Vigilem and his Original Order of Watchers.
Anyways, Dragon Out!