Fan Fiction ❯ Between White and Black ❯ To Bring Light Into The Darkness ( Chapter 7 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Elven Spirit 
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Drama / | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.15.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 174 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Suspense / Drama / | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 10.15.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 174 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer---Gah, these things are SO boring. -sigh- I don't own any of this, if u wanna sue, I have a nice collection of TY beanie babies....that's about all u'll have. But if u take them, I'll cry, I swear it! ;.; (notice, I'm not even bothering to change this.....)
WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE A LIGHT STOMACH!! Some scenes in this fic are pretty graphic, I don't want to discourage reading, but if you will read, it is your own risk. Flames about this will not be tolerated. There is a reason this is 'R' now.
CHAPTER 7: came awake little by little, and it took him a moment to realize that he just did not want to wake up. The cold was nagging though, it pricked his skin, causing goosebumps to rise. The cold stung him, like frozen needles were stabbed into dozens of places on his legs, he stretched, and it only made it worse, those stabbing pains turned to burning pains covering the length of his legs. His whole body was sore, muscles ached at the slightest movement and bruises coated his body, at least, that is what it felt like. He cracked open his eyes only to snap them shut a moment later. Light, brighter than any sun he'd known, blistered his retinas, making it almost impossible to stand even the site of his eyes closed.later, he slowly cracked his eyes open once again, the light did not seem too bright this time, but it still burned his eyes and made the headache he soon found out he had throb much more. His shoulders and arms needed to move badly, so he made an effort to spread his arms to his sides, but found that they were bound, above his head of all things. It made for a very uncomfortable position, seeing as how all the scratches on his body seemed to stretch and hurt all the more. On top of that, it was cold, abnormally so in fact. When his vision came back into focus, he saw grainy sand, speckled every now and then with some dark stone, fade gracefully into a glittering ocean. Swinging his head around him, he found the same view to both sides, sand, ocean, then horizon, as if that's all that existed.hung from the branch by his wrists, completely exposed to the elements, but it did not seem to fase him as much as the fact that his body ached and stung, every inch of it. He groaned and glared at his toes, to tired to think. 'Just some rest first, then I'll-'Get back you heathens!" Sora's head snapped up suddenly, his face colored an intense red for his current lack of clothing. At least now he knew why it was cold, but that was hardly a consolation, especially when those emerald green eyes caught his with a smirk. The man growled suddenly when one of those shadow monsters leapt up in the air, Sora winced when it appeared the thing was about to latch onto his foot, but Traid's foot connected with the monster and sent it flying in a different direction.what's going on?" Sora's shoulder blades itched and he wanted desperately to cover himself up.have waited, waited for you to come of age. Years I've been patient, holding only on to the prospect of finally recovering what is MINE!"screamed out, his head may as well have exploded for the pain that burst within it. He recoiled, actually bringing his knees up to his face. Pain induced tears spilled from his eyes and confusion fogging his mind, "What are you . . . talking about?" His legs dropped when the pain suddenly lessened.light is the key/key to what?' Sora pushed his thought to answer that voice. Just because Traid was there, did not make any easier to think about anything.key is in your heart/key is mine, the birthrite of my family! My father sat upon the Silver Heart Throne before your father's father was even considered!"never heard of the Silver Heart Throne and this key! I trusted you!" Anger flared in Sora's eyes. He struggled against his bonds only to have blood spring forth as the ropes he was tied with bit into his worn-down skin. Riku was right, this man was trying to hurt him despite all Sora had done to try and help him.don't suppose you would've heard of it. Your insufferable ignorance has tried my patience, but thank the light that I have persevered."lied to me this whole time just so you can get revenge!" Sora scowled, he felt incredibly stupid, just to fall into something like this. He felt on the verge of something, but it just would not break, "Malice doesn't suit you Traid."revenge dear Sora," honey dripped from his voice and Sora found himself trying desperately to resist the boy's charms once again, "you will know the suffering I had when the Keyblade was torn from my heart."blinked, his body going tense for a moment as events crashed down upon his mind like waves unforgiving upon the sand. All pain was momentarily forgotten as he was lost in the endless churning of knowledge, realization, and remberance. "Th-the keyblade?"dug deeply into Sora's ankle to the bone and he yelped loudly, more tears springing from his eyes, "The keyblade burrows itself into your heart until you come of age where your power won't kill you! It was mine Sora, I was ascending the throne my family had sat upon since time began, coronation was just beginning and the light in the world could not be stronger! All was as it should be at the time. And then, a baby was born, far from the palace, and suddenly, my world crumbled, everything fell from beneath me. My soul was torn from my body, I could feel them tearing the Keyblade from my heart. My own family abandoned me to follow this new Bearer blindly. The suffering I had endured, the impossible pain of having my heart torn from my body was only consoled with this one statement, 'The light shines upon this child and blesses him.' They simply told me to be relieved that the worlds cannot fall into shadow. They took it from me, made me suffer, then banished me to this forsaken bleak world to live until I died! YOU were that child Sora, you were the one to steal the key from me, and you will know the suffering it caused me. I will have the Keyblade back along with the honor of my family!" Traid released his grip on Sora's ankle, which probably hurt more than the actual grip did. Blood dripped from Sora's ankles and Traid's nails. He grinned, it was a sickly expression that made Sora want to empty his stomach. He was scared, with ample reason to be, but he was also frightened for his friends, he could not see either Riku or Kairi, he had to know they were both alright.been bonded since birth. Feel him, to not seek with your eyes./once had the Princess of Heart, but, unfortunately, she slipped through my grasp. Not this time though, her heart brought me true life and your blood will bring true life to this world, and the Keyblade to its true master." Traid clutched his hands into fists, still holding Sora's eyes with that sickly smirk. Only, when Traid released the fists, his nails had grown longer and sharper. Raising his hand up, Sora was suddenly eye level with Traid, yet still bound by that same rope onto that same tree. Now that Sora took the time to look at him, Traid was not as pale as he had been, he had more life, his clothes had a deffinite vibrance to them, and his hair was streaked with slightly darker highlights, given it a deffinite radience. He was more beautiful than he'd ever been.world was not created in darkness," Sora searched his heart, hoping this would be the way to find Riku, "it's the darkness in your heart that destroyed it!" A spark of life felt within his heart brought waves of relief to Sora, Riku was alive! He couldn't know about Kairi, she had had her heart stolen by this monster. "No wonder the Keyblade has abandoned you!" At one time Sora would have thought himself talking a fool's language, but everything made sense to him right now. They Keyblade, he was the Bearer, sworn to bring light into the darkness, Riku was his Guardian, sworn to protect the Bearer and the Light in any way possible, and Kairi was the Princess of Heart, her duty to keep the Light glowing brilliantly.Sora could blink, Traid's arms were raised, his nails dug into either side of Sora's chest and Sora winced, trying to pull away. A strong wall of air kept him from moving backward or to either side. Slowly and agonizingly, Traid raked his hands diagonally down Sora's chest. Blood sprang from the wounds and began slowly running down his body, only causing the wounds to burn more. Sora screamed, a death keel, and suddenly the shadow creatures, heartless, were on their feet, eyeing the agonizing boy eagerly.will destroy your body, mind, and spirit. You will suffer as I did Bearer!" Traid shouted above Sora's cries. Tears poured from his eyes as quickly as the blood did from his wounds. When Traid reached his hips, he pulled his hands away and shook Sora's blood from his hands. He stepped away and eyes Sora's body, the boy was trembling, sobs wracking his broken body. Traid was confident now that one, if not both of Sora's shoulders were dislocated. "You see now, you can't even fathom my suffering. Infinite times greater than this! You are weak and decrepid, unworthy of the Keyblade!"cracked his eyes open, somehow able to see through the blinding pain that seemed to be his life now, "T-the shadows . . ." They crowded around Traid and eyed Sora, as if waiting for permissionchuckled, once again holding Sora's gaze, not surprised it held not hate toward him, "Of course, the Bearer cannot grasp a feeling such as hate." He chuckled again, "The true bearer controls the heartless. Keeps them tame in their search to seek a heart and to banish the light from the world. I control them Sora and they seek your heart. Only, I must have it for this world, for with your blood spilled, this world recovers."have forsaken the Keyblade, abandoned your light for your foolish pride. Not even with my death will the Keyblade come to you!" Sora managed to croak out. His voice was now hoarse, and pain was becoming such a constant, it seemed to fade into a normalcy, until Sora realized it was actually fading.snarled, Sora's body seemed to glow with its own radiance. Sun broke through thick, roiling clouds in a single ray, aimed directly at Sora's body. Sora felt alive, more energized than he had ever felt in his life, the bonds on his wrist loosed suddenly and he fell to the ground, kneeling the bright light. His head faced the ground and Traid took this opportunity to smirk, "You give up, finally you se-"was so suddenly cut off when Sora's eyes caught his gaze, like endless skies themselves, they bore down on Traid. Glistening sapphires stared, not coldly, but filled with anger, distrust, a hint of disgust, and a strong sense of justice. Traid took a few steps back, not caring that he trod on a few of the heartless's toes, he snarled again and balled his hands into fists. "You are prepared to die then?"stood, disregarding the dizzying feeling of the loss of too much blood and faced Traid with determination hardening is features. Stretching his hand out, light exploded in front of him shimmering for a moment, before solidifying into a giant key, the length of his entire arm. Made of a special metal that couldn't be broken, the blade was silver, reflecting anything it could see, and the hilt was a golden color, shining like the metal itself, but much stronger. He was also suddenly garbed in a white silken tunic, secured around his waist by a gold spund rope-belt. His pants were much similar, held up by a tie around the middle of his shins so as not to be tripped over. "You lied to me, I trusted you when I should have trusted my friends." Sora's voice was flat, spoken with no self pity, simply a statement of face, "But you are the fool to delude yourself. Your time has passed Traid Sakae(1).spat, one of the shadows recoiled from that spot. With one last fleeting glance at the menacing blade before them, all of the shadows seemed to melt into the ground, disappearing. Traid's anger flared to his eyes before he chuckled, "Once they sought to take your heart, now they run from it." His smirk touched his eyes wickedly, Sora found it hard to believe that he once thought those eyes could not hold any hatred, malice, or coldness. "You Guardian almost gave himself to the darkness, I honestly did not think he'd last. He submerged himself in it, gave to it willingly, but was pulled away by something, you I'd imagine. You know he loves you, perhaps for just that reason."is Riku's business, you'd do best not to delve into something you haven't a clue about. You come out looking like a fool." But Sora remembered that time. He thought he'd lost Riku, the older boy had been penned up within himself, not talking to anyone, only drawing more and more onto depression Sora thought would kill him. At the time, Sora did the only thing he thought he could do, he offered himself to Riku, to take all the pent up emotion out on. Just when Sora thought Riku would strike him, or worse, he found Riku clinging to him like shelter from a raging storm. It was then that they'd felt a deeper connection that humanly possible. "We've been bound since birth, the Guardian to the Bearer." A genuine smile graced Sora's battered features.this knowlege now dear Sora, for you'll be sharing it with Oblivion soon!" Power tingled at Traid's finger, ready to be used.
A/N: PHEW!!! That was...a lot longer. So this only has a few more chapters I think. I'm so happy w/the way this came out, but I warned not to read with a weak stomach, it's not pretty. Poor Sora, that HAD to hurt. I couldn't even imagine that kind of pain, it hurt writing this!!!
I hope this answered question, I seriously tried to make it. However, I have devised a smart plan. If ANYONE has ANY QUESTIONS AT ALL with this fic. SUBMIT THEM AND I WILL HAVE THEM ANSWERED in a separate chapter. I'd consider that part of the story because that's what you're asking about, the story.
From now on this will be 'R' because it's still got a few more graphic scenes, though not as bad I think.
I hope you like this fic, feedback feeds the stories!!!
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WARNING: DO NOT READ IF YOU HAVE A LIGHT STOMACH!! Some scenes in this fic are pretty graphic, I don't want to discourage reading, but if you will read, it is your own risk. Flames about this will not be tolerated. There is a reason this is 'R' now.
CHAPTER 7: came awake little by little, and it took him a moment to realize that he just did not want to wake up. The cold was nagging though, it pricked his skin, causing goosebumps to rise. The cold stung him, like frozen needles were stabbed into dozens of places on his legs, he stretched, and it only made it worse, those stabbing pains turned to burning pains covering the length of his legs. His whole body was sore, muscles ached at the slightest movement and bruises coated his body, at least, that is what it felt like. He cracked open his eyes only to snap them shut a moment later. Light, brighter than any sun he'd known, blistered his retinas, making it almost impossible to stand even the site of his eyes closed.later, he slowly cracked his eyes open once again, the light did not seem too bright this time, but it still burned his eyes and made the headache he soon found out he had throb much more. His shoulders and arms needed to move badly, so he made an effort to spread his arms to his sides, but found that they were bound, above his head of all things. It made for a very uncomfortable position, seeing as how all the scratches on his body seemed to stretch and hurt all the more. On top of that, it was cold, abnormally so in fact. When his vision came back into focus, he saw grainy sand, speckled every now and then with some dark stone, fade gracefully into a glittering ocean. Swinging his head around him, he found the same view to both sides, sand, ocean, then horizon, as if that's all that existed.hung from the branch by his wrists, completely exposed to the elements, but it did not seem to fase him as much as the fact that his body ached and stung, every inch of it. He groaned and glared at his toes, to tired to think. 'Just some rest first, then I'll-'Get back you heathens!" Sora's head snapped up suddenly, his face colored an intense red for his current lack of clothing. At least now he knew why it was cold, but that was hardly a consolation, especially when those emerald green eyes caught his with a smirk. The man growled suddenly when one of those shadow monsters leapt up in the air, Sora winced when it appeared the thing was about to latch onto his foot, but Traid's foot connected with the monster and sent it flying in a different direction.what's going on?" Sora's shoulder blades itched and he wanted desperately to cover himself up.have waited, waited for you to come of age. Years I've been patient, holding only on to the prospect of finally recovering what is MINE!"screamed out, his head may as well have exploded for the pain that burst within it. He recoiled, actually bringing his knees up to his face. Pain induced tears spilled from his eyes and confusion fogging his mind, "What are you . . . talking about?" His legs dropped when the pain suddenly lessened.light is the key/key to what?' Sora pushed his thought to answer that voice. Just because Traid was there, did not make any easier to think about anything.key is in your heart/key is mine, the birthrite of my family! My father sat upon the Silver Heart Throne before your father's father was even considered!"never heard of the Silver Heart Throne and this key! I trusted you!" Anger flared in Sora's eyes. He struggled against his bonds only to have blood spring forth as the ropes he was tied with bit into his worn-down skin. Riku was right, this man was trying to hurt him despite all Sora had done to try and help him.don't suppose you would've heard of it. Your insufferable ignorance has tried my patience, but thank the light that I have persevered."lied to me this whole time just so you can get revenge!" Sora scowled, he felt incredibly stupid, just to fall into something like this. He felt on the verge of something, but it just would not break, "Malice doesn't suit you Traid."revenge dear Sora," honey dripped from his voice and Sora found himself trying desperately to resist the boy's charms once again, "you will know the suffering I had when the Keyblade was torn from my heart."blinked, his body going tense for a moment as events crashed down upon his mind like waves unforgiving upon the sand. All pain was momentarily forgotten as he was lost in the endless churning of knowledge, realization, and remberance. "Th-the keyblade?"dug deeply into Sora's ankle to the bone and he yelped loudly, more tears springing from his eyes, "The keyblade burrows itself into your heart until you come of age where your power won't kill you! It was mine Sora, I was ascending the throne my family had sat upon since time began, coronation was just beginning and the light in the world could not be stronger! All was as it should be at the time. And then, a baby was born, far from the palace, and suddenly, my world crumbled, everything fell from beneath me. My soul was torn from my body, I could feel them tearing the Keyblade from my heart. My own family abandoned me to follow this new Bearer blindly. The suffering I had endured, the impossible pain of having my heart torn from my body was only consoled with this one statement, 'The light shines upon this child and blesses him.' They simply told me to be relieved that the worlds cannot fall into shadow. They took it from me, made me suffer, then banished me to this forsaken bleak world to live until I died! YOU were that child Sora, you were the one to steal the key from me, and you will know the suffering it caused me. I will have the Keyblade back along with the honor of my family!" Traid released his grip on Sora's ankle, which probably hurt more than the actual grip did. Blood dripped from Sora's ankles and Traid's nails. He grinned, it was a sickly expression that made Sora want to empty his stomach. He was scared, with ample reason to be, but he was also frightened for his friends, he could not see either Riku or Kairi, he had to know they were both alright.been bonded since birth. Feel him, to not seek with your eyes./once had the Princess of Heart, but, unfortunately, she slipped through my grasp. Not this time though, her heart brought me true life and your blood will bring true life to this world, and the Keyblade to its true master." Traid clutched his hands into fists, still holding Sora's eyes with that sickly smirk. Only, when Traid released the fists, his nails had grown longer and sharper. Raising his hand up, Sora was suddenly eye level with Traid, yet still bound by that same rope onto that same tree. Now that Sora took the time to look at him, Traid was not as pale as he had been, he had more life, his clothes had a deffinite vibrance to them, and his hair was streaked with slightly darker highlights, given it a deffinite radience. He was more beautiful than he'd ever been.world was not created in darkness," Sora searched his heart, hoping this would be the way to find Riku, "it's the darkness in your heart that destroyed it!" A spark of life felt within his heart brought waves of relief to Sora, Riku was alive! He couldn't know about Kairi, she had had her heart stolen by this monster. "No wonder the Keyblade has abandoned you!" At one time Sora would have thought himself talking a fool's language, but everything made sense to him right now. They Keyblade, he was the Bearer, sworn to bring light into the darkness, Riku was his Guardian, sworn to protect the Bearer and the Light in any way possible, and Kairi was the Princess of Heart, her duty to keep the Light glowing brilliantly.Sora could blink, Traid's arms were raised, his nails dug into either side of Sora's chest and Sora winced, trying to pull away. A strong wall of air kept him from moving backward or to either side. Slowly and agonizingly, Traid raked his hands diagonally down Sora's chest. Blood sprang from the wounds and began slowly running down his body, only causing the wounds to burn more. Sora screamed, a death keel, and suddenly the shadow creatures, heartless, were on their feet, eyeing the agonizing boy eagerly.will destroy your body, mind, and spirit. You will suffer as I did Bearer!" Traid shouted above Sora's cries. Tears poured from his eyes as quickly as the blood did from his wounds. When Traid reached his hips, he pulled his hands away and shook Sora's blood from his hands. He stepped away and eyes Sora's body, the boy was trembling, sobs wracking his broken body. Traid was confident now that one, if not both of Sora's shoulders were dislocated. "You see now, you can't even fathom my suffering. Infinite times greater than this! You are weak and decrepid, unworthy of the Keyblade!"cracked his eyes open, somehow able to see through the blinding pain that seemed to be his life now, "T-the shadows . . ." They crowded around Traid and eyed Sora, as if waiting for permissionchuckled, once again holding Sora's gaze, not surprised it held not hate toward him, "Of course, the Bearer cannot grasp a feeling such as hate." He chuckled again, "The true bearer controls the heartless. Keeps them tame in their search to seek a heart and to banish the light from the world. I control them Sora and they seek your heart. Only, I must have it for this world, for with your blood spilled, this world recovers."have forsaken the Keyblade, abandoned your light for your foolish pride. Not even with my death will the Keyblade come to you!" Sora managed to croak out. His voice was now hoarse, and pain was becoming such a constant, it seemed to fade into a normalcy, until Sora realized it was actually fading.snarled, Sora's body seemed to glow with its own radiance. Sun broke through thick, roiling clouds in a single ray, aimed directly at Sora's body. Sora felt alive, more energized than he had ever felt in his life, the bonds on his wrist loosed suddenly and he fell to the ground, kneeling the bright light. His head faced the ground and Traid took this opportunity to smirk, "You give up, finally you se-"was so suddenly cut off when Sora's eyes caught his gaze, like endless skies themselves, they bore down on Traid. Glistening sapphires stared, not coldly, but filled with anger, distrust, a hint of disgust, and a strong sense of justice. Traid took a few steps back, not caring that he trod on a few of the heartless's toes, he snarled again and balled his hands into fists. "You are prepared to die then?"stood, disregarding the dizzying feeling of the loss of too much blood and faced Traid with determination hardening is features. Stretching his hand out, light exploded in front of him shimmering for a moment, before solidifying into a giant key, the length of his entire arm. Made of a special metal that couldn't be broken, the blade was silver, reflecting anything it could see, and the hilt was a golden color, shining like the metal itself, but much stronger. He was also suddenly garbed in a white silken tunic, secured around his waist by a gold spund rope-belt. His pants were much similar, held up by a tie around the middle of his shins so as not to be tripped over. "You lied to me, I trusted you when I should have trusted my friends." Sora's voice was flat, spoken with no self pity, simply a statement of face, "But you are the fool to delude yourself. Your time has passed Traid Sakae(1).spat, one of the shadows recoiled from that spot. With one last fleeting glance at the menacing blade before them, all of the shadows seemed to melt into the ground, disappearing. Traid's anger flared to his eyes before he chuckled, "Once they sought to take your heart, now they run from it." His smirk touched his eyes wickedly, Sora found it hard to believe that he once thought those eyes could not hold any hatred, malice, or coldness. "You Guardian almost gave himself to the darkness, I honestly did not think he'd last. He submerged himself in it, gave to it willingly, but was pulled away by something, you I'd imagine. You know he loves you, perhaps for just that reason."is Riku's business, you'd do best not to delve into something you haven't a clue about. You come out looking like a fool." But Sora remembered that time. He thought he'd lost Riku, the older boy had been penned up within himself, not talking to anyone, only drawing more and more onto depression Sora thought would kill him. At the time, Sora did the only thing he thought he could do, he offered himself to Riku, to take all the pent up emotion out on. Just when Sora thought Riku would strike him, or worse, he found Riku clinging to him like shelter from a raging storm. It was then that they'd felt a deeper connection that humanly possible. "We've been bound since birth, the Guardian to the Bearer." A genuine smile graced Sora's battered features.this knowlege now dear Sora, for you'll be sharing it with Oblivion soon!" Power tingled at Traid's finger, ready to be used.
------sat up breathing heavily, in a haze it seemed. Nothing was clear, colors blended together to form one huge blob-like scene before him. Pain lanced his head, but was not in contention with pain he felt throughout his body. It was not his own, he could tell that, it was distant, but it was still present, and very painful.
Focus came after a short while of calming himself and concentrating. A few feet away, he could see Kairi, her body limp and that strange aura fading slowly. He stood up, wobbled a bit, then made his way over to her. Riku shook her a few times but got no response, in desperation, he looked for something to help, but rather than find anything, his gaze settled on that door. It was open, and swirling darkness was all he could see beyond it.did not care though, one thought presided in his mind, "Sora" was all his mind needed to tell him before he resolved that he needed to be through that door.he picked Kairi up, very conscious that no marks were on his body except those on his shoulders where Traid had held him none-too-gently, but his body stung and burned like someone had decided to carve him up.the last thought that he HAD to get to Sora, Riku stumbled through the doorway.A/N: PHEW!!! That was...a lot longer. So this only has a few more chapters I think. I'm so happy w/the way this came out, but I warned not to read with a weak stomach, it's not pretty. Poor Sora, that HAD to hurt. I couldn't even imagine that kind of pain, it hurt writing this!!!
I hope this answered question, I seriously tried to make it. However, I have devised a smart plan. If ANYONE has ANY QUESTIONS AT ALL with this fic. SUBMIT THEM AND I WILL HAVE THEM ANSWERED in a separate chapter. I'd consider that part of the story because that's what you're asking about, the story.
From now on this will be 'R' because it's still got a few more graphic scenes, though not as bad I think.
I hope you like this fic, feedback feeds the stories!!!
TTFN