Fan Fiction ❯ The Path to Adventure ❯ Isle of Beginnings ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

This is my first story and fan fic so please tell me if anything doesn't seem right. Note that it is an original and I may or may not(most likely will) include more Kingdom Hearts elements. Enjoi!

Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from Kingdom Hearts. I wish I did, but sadly I do not. I do own any of the characters that I have created including (but not limited to) Shuijin, Kira, Karl, and Katsumoto. For the rest of the chapters refer back to my disclaimer here.

Chapter 1: Isle of Beginnings

~Running. He could feel his legs, whether he willed them or not, running. He was running down a long blurry hallway. Slowly the scene became more clear. There were many doors on either side of the hall. It stretched on for as far as he could see both forward and backward. He continued to run, his endurance never waning. He felt different. He felt... powerful... incredible power and agility he had never before experienced. He could now see the end of the eerie corridor.

At the end of the massive hallway stood a great door. The door was about six or seven feet tall and about three feet wide. The door was a divine white. As he approached it he felt something of moderate weight in his hand. The object appeared to be a sword of some sort. The weapon had a very decorative handle with three empty socket-like spaces engraved into it which appeared to once hold something small and circular. With further inspection he discovered it had strange markings on the blade, which was easily three feet long. He sliced through the air once to test his newly acquired weapon and then focused on the door.

The door, which was now glowing an iridescent light, had no lock or handle on it. It appeared to have no way of being opened. When he approached, the door slowly and subtly creaked open. Beyond the door it was impossible to see, for blinding light shone through the doorway. He cautiously stepped through the door, only to find it close behind him and hear a locking sound.

"This is it", he thought, "no turning back." Wait... where did those words come from? Where was he now? Was this real?

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"Wake up you sleepy boy!"

Shuijin looked around. He was on the island which he had spent much of his later childhood. Beside him was a girl whom he had known as long as the lsland.

"What...? Where am I?..."

"You were sleeping," Kira explained as she seated herself on the wood floor near Shuijin.

"That place... it was so real...," Shuijin started.

"What place?... you musta been dreaming, like usual," she stated.

"...but it had to be real!" he protested.

"You've been sleeping here in the tree house since breakfast!"

With that the 14 year old girl stood up and walked toward the balcony of the quaint tree house. Shuijin followed her with his eyes and decided if he was awake enough to follow her. He got up and approached the balcony, stepping beside Kira.

"It's so beautiful," she said while gazing out into the setting sun. Shuijin peered upwards at the fresh night sky. Although the amber-red sunlight was still visible, the sky was composed of numerous stars, all different colors and shades. Shuijin thought to himself, "It really is beautiful."

"Come on!" Kira challenged, I'll race you to my house, supper's ready." She started off down the twisting stairs which were carved directly into the aged willow tree. Shuijin could have sworn he saw one or two stars “fade” out....

Shuijin had lived much of his early life on his own, until Kira's mother took him in when he was about five years old. She made him build a tree house to live in when he turned twelve because she couldn't handle a boy in the house anymore. Her husband passed away before Kira was born so she didn't mind taking in the stray. Ever since then he and Kira have been friends... well sometimes he secretly wished they were more than friends...

Kira was simply beautiful. She was also adorable in everyway girls could hope. Her shoulder long brunette hair was silky and flowed slightly in the gentle breeze. She was a little shorter than Shuijin, at about 5' 1." Her eyes were a dreamy light blue and almost seemed to call for attention. To add to her stunning beauty she was athletically built. She was like the model every girl wished they could be.

On top of her looks, she had an incredible personality. She was always there to listen and give advice. He and Kira often held conversations that lasted hours, usually about what they wanted from life or what they had planned for the summer.

Shuijin decided to give her a few moments to run before he started. A few seconds later he leapt over the balcony onto the slanted branch of a nearby palm tree. The effect of the slant caused him to slide toward the base of the tree. He decided to ride it out. Near the bottom of the palm tree he hopped downward toward the sandy beach. He was about to steal a conceited peek behind him but thought against it knowing he had limited time before Kira would catch up. He made a mad dash toward Kira's door.

He quickly caught his breath upon reaching the house and opened the small oak door. "Excellent," he thought, "She must still be at the tree house!" His ego was in for a surprise.

"What took you so long, snail?"

Shuijin spun on his heels and was staring, jaw open, directly at Kira who was already digging into some boneless ribs!

"Um...ya...you better save me some!" he spoke sheepishly while his words found him. He ran to his plate and stacked a pile of ribs onto it hungerly


"Oh you two!" Kira's mother said as she dodged a half eaten corn cob.


"So... you don't remember anything before mom found you?" the curious girl questioned from under her blankets. Since it was almost the beginning of summer Kira dicided to sleep in the tree house and give Shuijin some company. She always enjoyed hearing him talking about future plans and usually found herself wondering if they would always be close and share their thoughts.

"Nope, my earliest memories start when your mom found me on the pier alone." Shuijin answered while putting out the dim candle he had on a nearby coffee table.

Kira thought to herself about asking if Shuijin thought they would always be close but thought better of it not wanting to keep him awake all night with silly questions. She rolled over onto her side, her back now facing him. She thought for a moment about Shuijin, how his personality was predictible but somehow always mysterious. She always knew what to expect from him, but at the same time he always seemed to elude her with his words and actions.

Shuijin was built tough. He didn't work out much but always trained with the wooden training sword that was given to the males on the island when they reached the age of 12. Being 15, Shuijin was considered to be the leader of the "group," and recently received an actual sword. Everyone looked to him when planning gatherings and parties.

He was pretty tall at 5' 5" His hair was about two inches long and was always spiked. It was dark brown with silvery tips. He never once used any sort of hair product to obtain the effect.

Besides his ever spiky hair, his eyes could be gazed into for hours. He had aqua-teal colored eyes which always seemed to be ready for anything. His gaze seemed piercing, like an arrow going through its target.

"G' night, Shoo," she spoke through a yawn. Every once in a while she would make up, on purpose or on accident, some small nickname for him. Last week she accidently called him “Hui Hui.”

"Night Kira," as he said this he reached over and lightly pulled Kira's blanket up from her waist to her chin. She whispered something like "Thanks," but it was too quiet to hear.

Shuijin pulled his own covers up and drifted off into a peaceful sleep - for the first half of the night...