Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Kingdom hearts: The newly Destined ❯ Angel's song ( Chapter 1 )

"An endless dream...but I wonder...if I were to dream...to dream of being the rain...which joins the sky to the earth as though they were one...would it be possible for me.... to join the hearts of two lovers?" These thoughts echoed in a boy's head.

 

Suddenly he gasped, awakening and climbing out his bed. He walked over to his window and opened it. The boy brushed his black hair, which was in a buzz cut style. He slightly rubbed his dark brown eyes, which reflected the sun and his own ambitions. After doing this, he put on his blue vest over top of his black shirt. He then put on light blue jeans with black and light blue shoes, heading out of the door. His medium dark skin seemed to glow as he stepped outside into the sunlight.

 

"Darryl! Hurry up! You're going to be late for school!" A voice called to him. He looked up and saw a group of his close friends.

 

"Huh? I know! I'm coming!" Darryl shouted as he sped up. A girl approached him with raven black hair, which stopped at her shoulders. She also had dark brown eyes, however she was a few skin tones lighter than Darryl. "Hey!" He stated to his friend.

 

"Hey yourself. Now hurry, we're late!" She told him as they sped up their walk.

 

"HELP!" A Voice cried out. And with that one word, Darryl's life would be thrown into a chain of events that would threaten his very existence.

 

Darryl sped off down the road, toward the voice. His friends called for him to come back, but to him, their words were faint. He could not ignore a call for help. Even if it could endanger him. When he closed into the voice, he saw a little boy, no older than 6. Around him were dark creatures. They appeared to be shadows. Their beady yellow eyes, big heads with black antennas, and short stubby bodies struck fear in Darryl.

"What are these things?" Darryl questioned the heavens. The little boy clutched his head as he kneeled to the ground.

"Help me!" He cried, the warm tears flowing down his face. Darryl's eyes narrowed as he approached the group.

"One...Two...Three...Four...Five.... Six...Seven...Eight...Nine...Ten. Another group of ten. And another group of ten. Then an extra two. A total of thirty-two of these strange creatures. I'm outnumbered..." Darryl muttered. He took a fighting stance. "I studied Tae kwon do. Stay away from me!" He shouted as the creatures lunged. Darryl swung his left leg out in an attempt to destroy one of the creatures. As the leg connected, the darkness seemed to absorb it. "What? Ah get away!" Darryl shouted in fury, using an open palm to strike the creature in its head. This also seemed to have no affected, but it at least got Darryl's leg back. "What am I supposed to do? How am I supposed to stop these things?" Darryl questioned, as though he was actually expecting an answer. Darryl winced and closed his eyes, putting his hands over his face as three of the thirty-two creatures charged. "Someone! Help!" Darryl screamed when faced with his potential death. After a short time passing, he opened his eyes. Time had frozen.

"O.... k...." Darryl muttered, touching the creature, which was frozen in mid jump. When he placed a hand on the creature, something abnormal happened. His body seemed to grow cold. His eyes closed and he fell. Even though Darryl knew there was ground behind him, he didn't feel himself hit it. He seemed to fall endlessly, into what felt like an ocean. An endless ocean of sorrow. His hair seemed to grow out. The back of his hair turned into a rugged ponytail, starting from his neck and extending downward to about his lower back. His hair grew multiple bangs, which hung down on the side of his face, by his ears. In his left eye were two long strips of hair, which ended at his chin. In his right eye was one strip of hair in a similar fashion. The last portion of his hair, in between his bangs and his ponytail also grew longer. His clothes also changed to a White short-sleeved hoodie with a light blue tank top underneath. The Hoodie was zipped down and opened. He also wore white pants with one light blue belt on his waist and another one hanging diagonally starting at the waist and ending at the knee. His shoes were white with light blue on the bottom. He also wore light blue fingerless gloves with a light blue wristband on his right arm. He had a silver earring in his left ear, which was shaped like a cross.

{Join the fight. You have been chosen. Dive into it. Dive into your heart. Only you can wield your power. And now...face it. Your Awakening.} A voice called out to him. It was calming. Darryl opened his eyes slightly, which were now crystal blue. He readjusted himself and landed feet first on a platform. He looked around at his surroundings. Darkness, as far as the eye could see. On the ground, the platform he was standing on, which seemed to be made of stainless glass. The image engraved on the key was a brown haired boy holding a strange weapon. While trying to think of what the weapon was, he was surrounded by those creatures again.

"What are these things?" Darryl questioned.

{Heartless.} The voice answered. {Creatures who have been born from those who had lost their hearts to the darkness. You cannot win against them with normal blows. But fear not. You simply have to trust in your own power.} The voice spoke. Every time the voice spoke, its words seemed to echo in Darryl's heart. And as these words faded from his mind, his heart began shining. And out of his heart came a weapon shaped like a key. The blade was golden and the square shaped hilt was white. The key chain, which hung off the hilt, seemed to be broken.

"It's like the weapon in the picture!" Darryl shouted.

{Keyblade...grab hold of it. Use your power so it takes its true form.} Darryl grabbed hold of its black handle. As soon as he did, the Keyblade's form seemed to change. Its blade turned from its golden key form to a majestic white angel wing. The hilt became golden and encircled his hand, like a halo. The handle remained black and the chain, which hung off the end, transformed to an angel wing with a golden halo around it. Darryl gripped the blade and began wiping out the heartless.

"What's wrong? You gonna cry?" Darryl stated as the heartless burst and floated up into the sky.

{Excellent...proceed up the stairs....} The voice stated. Darryl looked and saw crystal stairs, which spiraled up to another platform. The stairs seemed to float in the middle of the darkness. Darryl gripped his keyblade.

"This weapon...this keyblade...my power...the angel's song." Darryl muttered the name of his keyblade, while running up the stairs. As he proceeded up the stairs, heartless emerged from the ground in order to halt his ascent. "Out of my way!" Darryl shouted in fury as he slashed through the heartless, without slowing down his momentum. After reaching the top of the stairs, the voice spoke to him again.

{Good. But you, warrior of light, have one more task to complete before exiting your dive into the heart. Fight for what you believe in, and don't let your self be forgotten.} And as the voice finished these words, a creature of darkness arose from the shadows.

It was a pure black figure, with multiple tentacles, which hung down like dreadlocks. The figure had to be at least thirteen feet tall and on its back it possessed corroded angelic wings. "A heartless? It's different than the rest." Darryl whispered to himself while preparing to fight.

{Heartless come in various forms, in response to their strength.} The voice spoke its soft words into Darryl's mind and heart.

"You pop up at the most random times. You need a name or something..." Darryl muttered before glancing out the corner of his eye to see the heartless taking his right side. Darryl spun around, only to be met with a powerful kick in the stomach, which sent him flying through the darkness. He felt himself stop and suddenly felt pressure against his entire body. The heartless had caught Darryl and began squeezing him. "Cold...like emptiness...is this what true darkness feels like?" Darryl thought to himself while gasping for air.

{Use the reaction techniques. Focus on the heartless' key weaknesses and use them to your advantage!} The voice boomed in his head. Darryl suddenly pushed both his hands out, slowly opening the heartless' hands. Eventually, they opened all the way and Darryl ran up the heartless' arm.

"Reverse Crush!" Darryl cried, as the name of the reaction technique he used appeared in his mind. Darryl hopped off the heartless' nose and slammed down into it's head. As the creature of darkness fell to the floor, Darryl hopped off and began hacking away at its head. The heartless jumped up and flew into the air. Suddenly it came soaring down toward Darryl. "Reaction command..." Darryl began, never taking his eyes off the heartless. As it approached Darryl, mere inches away, Darryl completed his sentence. "...Piercing sky!" He finished, diving in the air with his angel's song keyblade extended. It slashed through the heartless and split its body into two. "Good night, you gonna cry?" Darryl stated in triumph.

{Excellent. You're about to be thrown into a life of twist and turns. You are the wielder of the keyblade, the one who fights in order to protect. Save the worlds, for they all depend on you.} The omnipresent voice told Darryl. {Now step through the door, and into the new journey.} The voice stated, as a door appeared at the end of the platform Darryl was standing on.

He walked toward it and touched it slowly, hesitant. "This is the most meaningful thing I've done in the entire fifteen years in my life. This keyblade gives me the power to protect. I know what I must do. I will not give up the right to live. I will help protect this world." Darryl said with strong convictions as he pushed the door open and entered it. What lied beyond that door was not the world he had come to know, but a completely new world. "Where..." Darryl began while walking up to a giant clock tower. He touched it and words seemed to surge through his mind, so quickly it actually hurt. Upon letting go of the clock tower, breathing heavily, he could only whisper the words, "Twilight town."