Fan Fiction ❯ Twilight ❯ Light ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: MischaelMetelus 
Just another night. This one is the same as those before. Right?
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.06.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 418 | Status: Completed
Just another night. This one is the same as those before. Right?
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Adventure / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.06.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 418 | Status: Completed
I don't own Kingdom Hearts or Kingdom Hearts II if I did II would already be out and
instead of writing this I would be playing it so don't sue me I have enough financial problems.
It was another night for Sora and the others. There journey had began early in the morning
and so far they had accomplished nothing, except perhaps defeat quite a large amount of heartless.
They seemed lately to be getting more desperate as if something was coming something
that...Sora shook his head, he wasn't sure what was coming, from what he could sense it wasn't
darkness it wasn't light, it wasn't even this supposed in-between it was something else. Something
that went beyond existence and nonexistence.
He sat up shaking his head. The cool night air floated around him seeming as if wanting to
touch him, yet to frightened to do so. His outfit had changed over the year, replacing his lighter
ones with darker ones, there really wasn't any specific reason only somewhere inside he found
himself more at ease in his clothing now then that he wore as a child. Shorts, a blue t-shirt and a
dark upper vest, others might question the change but to him it was just comfortable.
Donald and Goofy on the other had not changed at all they remained the same as the first
time they had met. A small smile crossed his face as he watch Donald and Goofy push each other,
each struggling to get into a more comfortable position on the ground on which they slept. The
larger one finally getting the upper hand and the duck ended up as a pillow.
Sora walked away quietly trying to not to interrupted the others sleep, as he traveled
along the road his eyes, went to stars and once again he was surprised to how many existed in the
sky, and he just could never work it out around his head that a good amount of them were
different worlds. He continued to look up and his thoughts shifted to his friends. "Riku, Kairi." He
whispered there names as if they were closed to him, yet at this moment he had never felt so far
away from them.
He looked down and once again he found himself at a crossroad, a small sigh left his
mouth. It seemed that the only thing that he was always encountering besides enemies were
crossroads, and each time he made a decision it would sit in the back of his mind, and he would
wonder if he had chosen the right paths.
"It hurts sometimes doesn't it?"
Sora turned around quickly his hands already gripping the handle of the keyblade. Yet nothing
was there, he shook his head. "As if I didn't have enough problems now I'm hearing things."
He turned around and stepped back. A castle stood up before him, a very familiar castle, but he
could not remember exactly were he had seen it before, it wasn't Hollow Bastion but something
else, something familiar.
"Enter Oblivion."
He didn't know why but he had to do what the voice had said. He nodded reaching for the handle
of the door, yet he held back something told him he shouldn't go in without Donald and Goofy.
"The truth its coming back..."
He stepped inside. He blinked for awhile but then his eyes focused, He shifted around as he found
himself in a brightly lit room. Though he felt that even in this great light, some sort of darkness
existed.
"The heartless they come."
Terror seized unlike anything he had ever felt before wave after wave of horror and pain coursed
through his body. He fell to his knees tears leaked through his eyes, though not from the pain but
the uncertainty for the first time in his life he didn't know what to do.
"The Key Give us the Key."
The keyblade was once again in his hand, but this time the blade offered no comfort only
distortion.
"Give it to them, give it them!!!" His mind screamed at him ordering him to hold out the
keyblade, to let it go. But his heart would not, though his mind protested.
"Give us the Key!!"
"No I can't." His breathe came out in sharp breathes as he felt his heart constrict under an
unknown force.
"Now Boy give Us the Key."
"I won't, you can't have it!!" He screamed out the keyblade pulsed in his hand, as an aura
surrounded his body, "You won't have the Keyblade!" he shouted out as the aura dissipated
around him. He was left kneeling breathing harder. The darkness was gone now, the one he had
sense, but just the same the light as well was gone.
"I see why it picked you." Sora stood up quickly the Keyblade shining brightly in his hand.
"Calm down child, I'm not here looking for a fight."
Sora wasn't convinced and the look of the man was not convincing neither. He wore a
cloak that draped his body, it was embroidered with symbols, no not symbols. Alphabets from
another language. The mans eyes were hidden from view, but a strand of his hair was sticking out,
revealing a dark raven color.
"Who are you?"
Sora looked at him closely the mans aura felt surprisingly familiar. A small smile crossed his lips
"do not concern yourself with those matters, I'm just a person, body, heart, and soul.
Nothing more nothing less." He approached closer but was stopped by the keyblade pressed
against his chest.
"Don't come any closer." Sora held the keyblade tightly in his hand staring at the man his
eyebrows narrowing for some reason he felt that he should know this man. The keyblade pulsed in
his hand.
"It seems it remembers." Sora looked at him strangely "What are you talking about?." Using
two fingers the man gently pushed the Keyblade away as if it was a piece of paper. "It doesn't
matter anymore I have seen what is needed we can rest now." "We?" Sora a questioning look
appearing at his face.
He brushed by Sora standing side by side with him. "Remember something Keyblade Master."
He paused. "Even the strongest hearts, can fall to darkness."
Sora stood there as the man continued to walk away. "Tell me something though who are you?"
The mans footsteps came to a halt. A sigh left his lips, Sora turned around to look at him and
noticed that his shoulders were slumped. He cocked his head back, as if looking upwards into
another sky. Remembering another side, and another story.
"One legend says its wielder saved the world, while the other says he wrought chaos and
ruin upon it, I am one of those who just doesn't remember anymore, nor do I bother to
care."
~~~~~~~~~
Sora snapped awake, pushing Donald off him onto Goofy how shifted over again. He rubbed his
hand through his brown hair. He looked around, he was in a field no castle around him, no strange
man nothing. "A dream it was just a dream." He laid back down closing his eyes and shaking his
head, sometimes he wondered. Was any of this for real, or not?
So what do you think if you have any ideas in what I could add to the story I will but I would
appreciate if you would review.
instead of writing this I would be playing it so don't sue me I have enough financial problems.
It was another night for Sora and the others. There journey had began early in the morning
and so far they had accomplished nothing, except perhaps defeat quite a large amount of heartless.
They seemed lately to be getting more desperate as if something was coming something
that...Sora shook his head, he wasn't sure what was coming, from what he could sense it wasn't
darkness it wasn't light, it wasn't even this supposed in-between it was something else. Something
that went beyond existence and nonexistence.
He sat up shaking his head. The cool night air floated around him seeming as if wanting to
touch him, yet to frightened to do so. His outfit had changed over the year, replacing his lighter
ones with darker ones, there really wasn't any specific reason only somewhere inside he found
himself more at ease in his clothing now then that he wore as a child. Shorts, a blue t-shirt and a
dark upper vest, others might question the change but to him it was just comfortable.
Donald and Goofy on the other had not changed at all they remained the same as the first
time they had met. A small smile crossed his face as he watch Donald and Goofy push each other,
each struggling to get into a more comfortable position on the ground on which they slept. The
larger one finally getting the upper hand and the duck ended up as a pillow.
Sora walked away quietly trying to not to interrupted the others sleep, as he traveled
along the road his eyes, went to stars and once again he was surprised to how many existed in the
sky, and he just could never work it out around his head that a good amount of them were
different worlds. He continued to look up and his thoughts shifted to his friends. "Riku, Kairi." He
whispered there names as if they were closed to him, yet at this moment he had never felt so far
away from them.
He looked down and once again he found himself at a crossroad, a small sigh left his
mouth. It seemed that the only thing that he was always encountering besides enemies were
crossroads, and each time he made a decision it would sit in the back of his mind, and he would
wonder if he had chosen the right paths.
"It hurts sometimes doesn't it?"
Sora turned around quickly his hands already gripping the handle of the keyblade. Yet nothing
was there, he shook his head. "As if I didn't have enough problems now I'm hearing things."
He turned around and stepped back. A castle stood up before him, a very familiar castle, but he
could not remember exactly were he had seen it before, it wasn't Hollow Bastion but something
else, something familiar.
"Enter Oblivion."
He didn't know why but he had to do what the voice had said. He nodded reaching for the handle
of the door, yet he held back something told him he shouldn't go in without Donald and Goofy.
"The truth its coming back..."
He stepped inside. He blinked for awhile but then his eyes focused, He shifted around as he found
himself in a brightly lit room. Though he felt that even in this great light, some sort of darkness
existed.
"The heartless they come."
Terror seized unlike anything he had ever felt before wave after wave of horror and pain coursed
through his body. He fell to his knees tears leaked through his eyes, though not from the pain but
the uncertainty for the first time in his life he didn't know what to do.
"The Key Give us the Key."
The keyblade was once again in his hand, but this time the blade offered no comfort only
distortion.
"Give it to them, give it them!!!" His mind screamed at him ordering him to hold out the
keyblade, to let it go. But his heart would not, though his mind protested.
"Give us the Key!!"
"No I can't." His breathe came out in sharp breathes as he felt his heart constrict under an
unknown force.
"Now Boy give Us the Key."
"I won't, you can't have it!!" He screamed out the keyblade pulsed in his hand, as an aura
surrounded his body, "You won't have the Keyblade!" he shouted out as the aura dissipated
around him. He was left kneeling breathing harder. The darkness was gone now, the one he had
sense, but just the same the light as well was gone.
"I see why it picked you." Sora stood up quickly the Keyblade shining brightly in his hand.
"Calm down child, I'm not here looking for a fight."
Sora wasn't convinced and the look of the man was not convincing neither. He wore a
cloak that draped his body, it was embroidered with symbols, no not symbols. Alphabets from
another language. The mans eyes were hidden from view, but a strand of his hair was sticking out,
revealing a dark raven color.
"Who are you?"
Sora looked at him closely the mans aura felt surprisingly familiar. A small smile crossed his lips
"do not concern yourself with those matters, I'm just a person, body, heart, and soul.
Nothing more nothing less." He approached closer but was stopped by the keyblade pressed
against his chest.
"Don't come any closer." Sora held the keyblade tightly in his hand staring at the man his
eyebrows narrowing for some reason he felt that he should know this man. The keyblade pulsed in
his hand.
"It seems it remembers." Sora looked at him strangely "What are you talking about?." Using
two fingers the man gently pushed the Keyblade away as if it was a piece of paper. "It doesn't
matter anymore I have seen what is needed we can rest now." "We?" Sora a questioning look
appearing at his face.
He brushed by Sora standing side by side with him. "Remember something Keyblade Master."
He paused. "Even the strongest hearts, can fall to darkness."
Sora stood there as the man continued to walk away. "Tell me something though who are you?"
The mans footsteps came to a halt. A sigh left his lips, Sora turned around to look at him and
noticed that his shoulders were slumped. He cocked his head back, as if looking upwards into
another sky. Remembering another side, and another story.
"One legend says its wielder saved the world, while the other says he wrought chaos and
ruin upon it, I am one of those who just doesn't remember anymore, nor do I bother to
care."
~~~~~~~~~
Sora snapped awake, pushing Donald off him onto Goofy how shifted over again. He rubbed his
hand through his brown hair. He looked around, he was in a field no castle around him, no strange
man nothing. "A dream it was just a dream." He laid back down closing his eyes and shaking his
head, sometimes he wondered. Was any of this for real, or not?
So what do you think if you have any ideas in what I could add to the story I will but I would
appreciate if you would review.