Destiny Island
Atsushi's Key
Ever since he was young, Atsushi was just an average boy. His only friends were Daichi, his resident town star, and Chika, the girl of his dreams. He lived on a small island called "Destiny," and always had tons of fun during the day, and gazed at the stars at night. His was a world of paradise. But when all is said and done, paradise doesn't last forever. This is the story of how Atsushi's world was destroyed, and how he went searching the other worlds to bring it back together.
Atsushi was in a black space. The only decoration was the floor on which he stood. It was a pillar decorated by a stained glass at the top. Three people lined the sides of the stained glass circle. One had silver hair and the face of an adult. He looked around seventeen, especially with those clothes. The one under him was a girl with red hair. Her pink outfit and face to match put her at sixteen. But Atsushi recognized his father out of the three the most. The spikey brown hair, the childish features, the baggy clothes. It was definitely Sora.
Each one was holding a key-shaped sword. His father's was plain, silver blade, but it had a black handle and a golden guard. The girl's was flowery, its guard was daisies and daffodils for the most part, but the blade was the thorned stem of a rose. The older one's key was two sets of completely different wings. On the guard, it was a white bird's wing on the left and a dragon's wing on the right. The blade was mostly a dragon's wing with a white bird's wing coming off of it.
In the middle of the stained glass was a similar sword. It was black and blue with a square guard and a chain shaped blade.
Master Key, a voice said in his head. Draw the Sacred Keyblade.
Atsushi walked over to the key and grasped the hilt. He tried to pull it out but it stuck in the glass beneath. He tried turning it and found it easier to pull out this time. The tip of the key matched that in his father's picture. There was a bright light from beneath him and Atsushi woke up on the beach.