Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction / Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Kingdom Hearts three: Elemental Angels ❯ one ( Chapter 1 )
[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Author's Notes
I should let you know if you read A Confusing Love Story you would swear this is not me writing, but it is... I've simply become more serious and thoughtful about my writing. Some of the names in here I made up, and if they are off of any Anime or shit like that I'm very sorry.
Names, warnings, and disclaimers
Carol Davis (later be referred to as Rayne)
Amber Hunt (later be referred to as Mei)
Katie Martin (later be referred to as Zoey)
Valarie Lee (later be referred to as Jazzmen)
Warnings: terrible language, you don't like it, burn in hell, and when you come back from the third degree burn ward in the hospital, don't read it. And a bit of a spoiler, but you have to have a keen eye to catch it.
Disclaimer: if I owned Kingdom Hearts, every one would be Hot Topic's biggest customers (catch meh drift~?) and Kairi would be the transvestite guy who beats the hell out of you if you call her a he. Basically, I don't own it....or Final Fantasy X.... or cheetos, but I have no clue what that has to do with anything...
Oh, well, forward march~!!
~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~ }{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~
“Higher!! Higher, Daddy!! Hiiiigherrrr!!!!!” a shrill, girlish voice sounded across the empty void of a mind in the subconscious. A flash… a memory, actually, of a girl in an emerald dress with long black hair which was in braids with two sapphire blue bangs loosely hanging in her face. Her eyes, a warm brown colour, sparkled with a little girl's happiness as her daddy lifted her and threw her around; gently and always catching her.
“Okayyy, here……we… go!!!”
Swinging higher, higher, touching the sky, leaving her daddy's
(?daddy?)
arms, laying over a bed edge. The girl was now in a white room, visibly older; her hair, no longer plaited, was dishevelled and greasy from days without proper care. A nurse was in the room with them, and the heart monitor
(oh, god, daddy what did i do to you you shouldn't have come after me no, i shouldn't have left mommy left, too, remember but you cared for me oh god if you didn't and i had to be a-)
(bitch, running off like that and giving her father a fucking heart attack the damned little slut going off and getting a cheap fuck at a-)
(party…you told me you would be going and be back by nine and when you didn't come back i went after you and oh god to think about it you could be the one lying here with me holding your hand and thinking what i'm thinking now…I can feel myself…)
stopped on a long high pitched beep.
Another flash. Same age, give or take a few months. She was on the couch, ice patch over her head, having a hell of a hangover. A young brunette entered the room, his hair holding electric blue streaks. He hooked her legs over his knees and let one of his hands skitter up her calve to her thigh. She swatted it away angrily.
“Kikuyu, I'm having a hangover worse than the fucking devil itself, and if you touch me again, I'll
(rip your fucking dick off and use your balls to drag you down the main street)
slap you, understand??”
The young man seemed disappointed, but nonetheless tried again, cupping her calve in one hand and using the other to gently massage her leg, working his way up
Maybe once more oh god why does he-
Falling through darkness… an endless abyss… she is now sitting on a swing, staring dismally at the ground, a bruise blue and puffy covering up her right eye. There is a stick in her right hand, her left one coiled around the cold chain as she drew random shapes in the sand. A familiar voice said from behind, “Hey, Kate-Kate… you wanna play?” a silver glint, a whistle, fleeting pain and the sour smell of sweat and…
Katie awoke with a start, shivering with a cold sweat that caused her thin night gown to cling to her body like a second skin. The green numbers of her alarm clock glowed eerily, showing the time. 2.32 A.M.
“Fuck…” she whispered, running her hands through her black hair. Yes, it had been her from the dreams, and after her father was killed in an accident with one of her drunken friends behind the wheel she was shipped from Foster home to Foster home. Boyfriend to boyfriend, trying to fill the empty void her father had left. Now fifteen, she has seen things most grown women don't see. Currently, she is living with her boyfriend Sachiko (at least, of the last three weeks) and things were…bearable. After Kikuyu became abusive, she had taken time to herself in the park to think. On the day with the knife… she was lucky Sachiko had been nearby, or the slums of Spira would have yet another rape/homicide case to look into. Sachiko (Satchy to her) offered to let her stay with him, and she accepted. She had become very tolerant of the other boy's girlfriend, Yuna or something like that. Little damned slut if you ask her. The other boy, Sachiko's friend Tidus is moving to some fucking island in a few months, and he and Yuna are trying to fit in a few fucks before he leaves. He lived there a few years back, but some huge intergalactic problem rose and he came here to be with his grandmother. Katie swung her legs over her bed and touched her bare feet to the freezing tile floor. She softly padded down the hall of their two-apartment complex and went down the stairs that led to the (she likes to say) `other couple's' quarters. Luckily, there were no noises coming from the room below her. She quietly made her way down the rickety stairs and headed to the kitchen on the lower level. The old fashioned Coca-Cola thermometer on the cracked and yellowing wall read 35° and she was standing in a baby-tee and
(Don't you wish you could see me now, daddy? your precious little girl, standing everything but naked in a shitty kitchen drinking alcohol underage. look, dad, no hands!)
pink shorts with BOOTY CALL written on the back of them in big baby blue letters.
She rummaged through the badly damaged refrigerator and found what she was looking for. Satchy's stash… his Miller Liteâ„¢. Popping open the bottle, she tipped it up and took a long swig; downing the bottle halfway in that one gulp. Hopefully things would change… she could have a happy home, find a fiancé and get hitched, then settle down somewhere nice… things wouldn't be like this forever. She smiled softly and finished her beverage, the moon shining peacefully in the kitchen. She heard a creak on the stairs but paid no attention to it. Until she felt the familiar arms around her waist. Until Sachiko's memorable cinnamon aroma filled her nostrils and her neck tingled with the sensation of his lips on it.
“You're up early, sugah.” He said, using her nickname.
“Had another nightmare…” Katie said, absently stroking his sun blond hair.
“Well, lets go give you a dream…” he whispered, letting his hand roam her curved side before picking her up and carrying her up the stairs. Third stair up her `life' thoughts from earlier resurfaced, and she smiled
(Soon)
Sora looked out the window of the Gummi ship and sighed. Another fucking mission. Apparently, he has to find these four girls called Elemental Angels he was looking at their pictures right now. Soon Mickey would come in and brief him on their abilities and stats and
(Why the fuck we need them?)
Yeah, and that too. Speak of the devil, the little black form entered the room and he heard a familiar tune being whistled.
“Hiya, Sora!!” he said cheerfully.
“Mickey, skip the shit and tell me why the hell we need these girls.” Sora said flatly. Mickey's ears drooped a bit and the smile left his face as if wiped off with a towel.
“Okay, here's the deal. On top of the seven princesses and four Keyblade Bearers, we need the four Angels of Spirit. Or in certain cultures, the Elemental Angels. Water,” he pointed to one of the pictures, a girl with black hair and blue bangs. She was tall, tan, and skinny, and she had brown eyes that once must have held happiness, but were now deeply filled with sorrow. “or as you will call her Zoey. However, she is now under the influence that her name is Katie. Kathryn Elizabeth Martin, to be exact. She is fifteen years old, born April thirteenth 2076. At the age of twelve she lost her father because her friend, who was sixteen, had been drinking and driving and ran into him as he came to pick her up from the party she was at.”
Sora felt a wave of pity rush through him as he once more looked into her sad puppy dog brown eyes. Mickey held up a second picture.
“Air. Valarie Jean Lee, new name Jazzmen. Fifteen, October 28, 2076. Lives with her brother Leon and his wife Rinoa by choice, but sees her parents every weekend. She has a little control over her element.” This picture was of a girl with Silver hair that was cut shorter on one side than the other. While the left side was barely touching her chin, the right came down to her waist. She had icy blue eyes, but instead of being cold like you would expect them to be, they were warm and happy; and she had smooth olive skin. He glanced at the next picture Mickey was holding of a girl with long, almost knee-length blond brown hair and soft features; warm hazel eyes, bronze skin, pixie nose, even if he had no clue who she was he could guess she was:
“Earth, Amber Lynn Hunt; a.k.a. Mei. Sixteen, November 3, 2075. moved from place to place with her family, oldest of three children, all girls. She and the last girl are the one I want to especially point out to you. They live on a very primitive planet, and you will have to be very discreet. It's obvious where Jazzmen lives and Zoey is on Tidus' home world Spira, but these last two live on a world Earth. Now,” he picked up the last picture. Sora was taken back by the looks of the girl. Long, flaming red hair that went to her waist in gentle cascades, emerald green eyes, marble white skin, and two scars under her eyes that looked like
(holy mother of fucking god, it's a female Axel)
they were caused by…
“Fire. Carol Annerayne Davis. Her new name is part of her real name: Rayne. Funny, huh? Her name being Rayne, her element fire. Those marks under her eyes were caused by first experience with her gift. She is way ahead of the others, discovering her alter power-” he was cut off by Sora
“Alter power?” he asked incredulously. Mickey nodded.
“Alter power. Along with their control over certain elements, the Angels have another power on the side. Zoey has Telekinesis, Jazzmen has Telepathy, and Mei has the ability to freeze time. Rayne has been able to wield hers since birth. She has the sight, or as you might know the ability to see into the future. She also just figured out her control over fire recently. Being fourteen, born December 14, 2077, she is the youngest of the group. We'll pick her up now. Zoey is coming back to Destiny Islands with Tidus, Jazzman is coming with Cloud, who is her boyfriend, and we are going to get the last two. Well, here we go!” he added the last bit cheerfully, and Sora sighed. Whoopdie friggin doo he thought, looking once more out the window as he saw a green and blue planet hurtling towards him. So much fun.
“Fuck, Sora, getcher ass in here!!” a yell from Mickey totally threw off his thoughts. That and the fact that he had never heard Mickey cuss, even when Goofy died, so he ran like hell to the small squeaky voice.
“What!?! Mickey, what the hell is-” but he saw, and what went through his head as he saw the Organization ship jet to the planet was the same thing Mickey voiced aloud
“We have competition… but how the hell did they come back?”
}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{ ~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~}{~
Fweeeeeeeeeee~!!!! I'm done~! *sighs* that was 2 ½ hours of my life I'll never get back… but it was for a good cause~!! Oh, well, on to chappy 2 after some rambling. The characters are more or less based on (the oc's) my friends and the KH characters are how I think they should be in the game. If you've read Stephen King (any book, don't matter~!!) you'll notice my writing style. Next chap is gonna be better, I hope~!!! I always get off to a rocky start, but I think the next chap will be soooo beyond so way better~!!! Well g2g~!!! oh, almost 4got, plz review~!!