Chapter 1: Forgotten

Drip...drip...drip...drip...drip

Wake up _... You have work to do.

My eyes snap open as a torrent of rain falls upon my face. I look around to find that I'm on top of a large building in the middle of a city. The lights are flickering around me as I blink rapidly to pick up where I am.

Slowly, a pain works it's way to my temples and I clasp my head to hold it back. It grows to an unbearable strength and I take a leap. As I leave the roof of the building, glass shatters all around me, and when I land, a shock wave goes throughout the area and knocks everyone to the ground.

Sirens wail as flashing lights start to head in my direction. Forcing myself to move despite my pain, I run towards an alley and wait for the lights to pass me by. I keep running, hoping that nobody will find me while I try to figure out what's going on.

As soon as I reach the end of the alley however, someone jumps down from the fire escape holding a giant key with a black hilt, a grey blade, and teeth in the shape of a skull. He had broad shoulders, long red hair that went down to his waist, and was wearing a gray cloak that covered the rest of his clothes.

"I don't know who you are, but you are causing quite the commotion here. I'm sorry to tell you this, but we're gonna have to take you in for questioning,"

"Please, you have to help me, I don't know what's going on!" I yelled at him as my hands began to glow and I finally stopped, only a few meters distance between us.

"I'm gonna have to ask you to put your weapons away before I have to use to force to bring you in." His reply was calm and collected, as he slowly got into a fighting stance. He held the key by his side and stood with his feet apart, the left in front of his right and both hands on the hilt.

"But I don't have a weapon! I don't know what you mean!" Suddenly my hands stopped glowing and the two guns from my dream appeared in my hands. "What the-"

"I warned you. By the law of the Keyweapon Association, I, Astraidan the Keyblade Master, shall take you in." Those were the last words he said. He charged at me in a flash, but my body reacted before my mind did. I pulled up my guns and shot at him, aiming for his head and torso. He dodged aptly, and with little problem before closing in on me. I flipped upwards into the air and landed behind the man, before dashing in towards him, and shooting him three times, twice in the right arm, and once in his left leg. He rolled on the ground, recovering himself as he was bathed in green light and he stood back up.

"Please, listen to me! I don't want to fight you!" I yell at him, but he doesn't listen. He throws his key at me and I quickly shoot it out of the air before the area begins to feel hot as I roll away to see a pillar of fire where I used to be. I keep dancing around before I'm completely surrounded by fire. Thinking fast, I shoot through a wall of it and dive through the hole only to be met by a powerful blow to my chin, knocking me up to a fire escape.

Knowing I needed to end this fast, I opened up a clip in the guns and closed them quickly before releasing a torrent of light beams in rapid succession. As he worked on avoiding and deflecting them all, I sped towards him, and as I put the guns against his chest, fired off another multitude of rounds, sending him away from me and into a wall on the other side of the alley.

After recovering myself and finally standing up, I feel pain wash over me again as images flashed across my vision. They all were of me and different stances that I had used with these guns previously, and how they seemed to work. When I looked back at the man, he was covered in chains and unconscious. His hair lost all color and faded into a dark gray, and his key began to rust, as if it too, was defeated.

Using the images as a guide, I slowly raised my hand and muttered a command, the pain dissipating as I did so. "Keyweapon Association? Maybe they can help me retrieve my forgotten memories..."

He got up with a nod, his eyes remaining closed, and he walked away from me into a clear vortex and vanished. It was then, that pain was finally gone and I could calm down. Realizing what had just happened, I decided to take my leave of the area and search for my memories the only way I knew how.