Keyblade Warriors: The Revival of the Phoenix

[danio13]

At Valley of Winds:
On a field in the night sky, a cloaked figure looked to the sky and to the sleeping town below a valley.

Figure: Soon the ashes shall be gathered…and the phoenix shall be reborn.
A dark portal appeared behind him as he went through it. As the sun started to rise up, the portal disappeared.

KEYBLADE WARRIORS: THE REVIAVAL OF THE PHOENIX

At Land of Providence:
At a land filled with new-age medieval marvel, there is a bright castle at the horizon. At the castle there is a garden nearby, where a young boy with brown hair with a keyblade is sparring with a slightly older boy in armor with a regular sword. The younger one seems to be winning as he has him on the ground.

Maxs: (pant) Well looks like you win...again.

Johan: Heh heh, man to think you’re related to the captain of the guard.

Maxs: Well not everyone has an overpowered weapon like the Keyblade.

Johan: (chuckles) Yeah well I guess you’re right there.

Johan picked up Maxs and look at the damage they did in the garden.

Maxs: Whoa…Neione isn’t going to be happy when she sees this mess.

Johan: Yeah we should move before..

Neione: MAXXXXSS!!!!

Johan and Maxs: Oh-oh

Neione, in an angry mood, walked to Maxs.

Neione: You just had to fight in the garden, did you? Do you have any idea how hard I worked to make the garden presentable?

Johan: We’re sorry, Neione. We’ll help fix it.

Neione: (suddenly nice to Johan) Oh no need to dirty yourself, Johan. I’m sure you didn’t mean to do it.

Maxs: (in a low grumbly tone) Sure, play favorites with the prince.

Neione: (angrily) What was that, Maxs?!

Maxs: (scared) N-Nothing.

Neione: (sigh) Anyways, I can get this fix soon. Nothing a little spell can cure.

Johan: Well we’ll leave it to you then. See ya later.

Neione: (flirty-like tone) Bye Johan.

Maxs: Oh brother.

Neione fired a small Fire spell at Maxs butt.

Maxs: OUCH!

Johan couldn’t help but laugh at that.

The two went to their usual spot, on the roof of the castle. Maxs rubbed the spot where he was burned.

Maxs: Uggh. Why does Neione have to be nice to you?

Johan: Heh, Maybe I’m just a likable guy.

Maxs: Or maybe it has to do with you being the cute prince.

Johan: (sigh) You know how I feel about people giving me special treatment.

Maxs: I know I know...

Johan: I just want to be treated like any other person.

Maxs: Well, make sure to tell Neione that.

Johan: But then she’ll be throwing fireball at both of us.

Maxs: (sarcastic) Gee, how thoughtful of you, Your Highness.

The boys laughed at the joke. After a quiet look in the sky, Maxs spoke

Maxs: Your Dad. He’s still in that mission, right?

Johan: (frowned) Yeah...It’s been 3 months now…

Maxs: Well I’m pretty sure your dad is kicking butt out there and come back before you know it.

Johan: Yeah...Heh…Thanks Maxs…

Maxs: Well I love to stay more but I have to get home before dad chews me for being late again. See ya soon.

Johan: Sure thing. Maybe next time we spar, you might actually get lucky for once.

Maxs: Heh, yeah next time

As Maxs left, Johan remained lying down on the roof. He summoned his keyblade and looked at it. Johan could still remember the day his father gave it to him years ago. Johan always looked up to his father and hoped to live up to his reputation as a great king one day.

Johan: Someday, I’ll make you proud, Dad.

((I would like you all to introduce your character doing something ordinary for them. A bit of a calm before the storm. I will let you know when the cyclones appears.))

 

[Lumen et ignem]

Amaya - Amity Park

Amaya stretched for the fifth time that morning as she debated on whether or not to get out of bed. From the kitchen sounds of a noisy coffee maker drifted to her ears, barring the gates of sleep from reach. Yawning, Amaya swung her feet down to the floor and stood up wearily. It'd been late that she'd gotten to sleep after talking in muted voices to her friend Sara. Amaya sighed as she half-heartedly moved around to get ready so she could leave the house, maybe walk around town with Sara. If nothing else they could go to the cafe like usual.

Walking out of her room, which primarily consisted of reds and blues, Amaya went into the kitchen where her grandmother was sippling coffee. "Hey, Gran, could I go hang out with Sara for a while?"

Barely looking up from her coffee Amaya's grandmother grunted in response, "Sure."

Amaya, not waiting for a change of thoughts, nodded in acknowledgement and walked hastily out of the house, jogging down the short drive. She could've drove to Sara's house, but she wanted to run since she hadn't really ran for a few days, and though she wouldn't admit it, she wanted to know what Sara had refused to tell her the night before. 'Course, I could be going to find out she got a new CD. Granted, there wasn't a whole lot that was incredibly exciting around the town, for most, but Sara had a tendency to be a little too overdramatic than normal.

The run didn't take long to Sara's house, especially since Amaya didn't have to run up her rockey driveway to see her best friend holding up a furry little creature, with a huge grin on her face. "Look at the little guy!" Her exclamation was shrill and would've made someone else think she was running from a ghost or something. "My parents said I can keep him!" Amaya closed her eyes and smiled at how exuberant her friend was over getting to keep a third cat. It was going to be another, average day in Amity Park.

 

[Chill]

Zack smirked as he pointed his sword at the Drad'res head.
"Nobody attacks the Mage Tower!" He yelled before he swung and cut the beast's head. It let out a spine chilling howl before three more of the beast's arrived. Their pitch black eyes narrowed in anger as the first one collapsed dead on the ground.
"Archers now!" Zack instructed as one of the Drad're readied itself to pounce on Zack. The archers answered by firing multiple arrows at the beasts as they were in mid air. The one closest to Zack was killed by one to the head as were the others. Zack gave a thumbs up to a near by tree where he knew some archers would be.
"Good work. Training is over." He announced as he turned around and sheathed his sword.
"Zack, could you please supply me with more arrows? My supplies are running low." Said an Archer that approached him.
"Of course. Come to the Mages Tower in half an hour and I can give you some more." Then with a smile the Archer left Zack's side and returned to his fellow rookies. Zack smiled and then pushed open two large wooden doors. This was the grand council.

Many heads turned to see him. He just walked to his seat and sat at the large glass table.
"Let the meeting of the council begin." Announced an old man with a very long beard. Zack had not seen him before but nor did he care. All members of the council were stuck up snobs except for Zack and his friend Mark that was an expert when it came to long range weapons. And was also conveniently sitting next to him.
"I presume you all know why you have been called here today." The bearded man said as he stroked his beard.
"The Drand're have been getting out of hand lately and have been killing some of the Archers and Warriors as they have been training. So we have now come to the decision of assigning two members of the council each to train these youngsters and protect them." Zack's face brightened at the hope of being able to be paired with Mark and having to train the Archers.
"You may now choose your partners." Immediately Zack turned to Mark and gave his friend a high five.
"Mark and I will train the Archers." He said before he and his friend rose from their seats and left the building.

 

[Light]

Fuzzy meditated hundreds of feet over the ground, on a large pillar of stone. He breathed in sharply before throwing his eyes open. He jumped into the air, and darted downwards, yelling in excitment. He hit the ground, and felt its familairality. He was worried about what would happen. The Fire Nation had began to draw near. He wasn't worried about his protection or safety. But of others. He shook his head, and began to laugh loudly at his own weakness. It always had been and always will be.
Fuzzade began to walk back to his farm, and herded the animals in as he went, lifting the heavy and fat things. He returned home to find the Emporer talking to himself.
"Yes, Your Majesty?" asked Fuzz.
"Ah... Fuzzade, it's just that I come holding news. I thought that I'd come myself."
A pause went between them.
"The Fire Nation is retreating for now. Our studies through the Earth have told us that there ARE other WORLDS out there," said the Emporer as he pointed up to the sky.
"Your point, sir?"
"Well, they may be in trouble, or they might make good allies against the Fire Ntion when they do strike." said the Emporer hoping for an answer.
"So you want me to leave? When?" asked Fuzz.
"Tommorow. Have tonight as a rest."
"Goodday Emporer."

The Emporer left silently and began to walk the short distance to his escorts. He truely believed that Fuzzdale could do this.

 

[danio13]

As the day in the Land of Providence was ending, a small cyclone appeared in the outskirts of town.
Most would not noticed it unless it kept growing

 

[Lumen et ignem]

Amaya - Amity Park

Amaya and Sara talked easily as they walked up her driveway, all the while Sara petting the furry animal's head. Sleepiness had finally evaded Amaya so that she could pay attention to what her friend was saying while keeping her mind focused on her surroundings. She didn't expect anything to come up, but one thing her neighbor had taught her was the importance of not flaunting ignorance of one's surroundings. Once the girls reached the end of the driveway Amaya realized just how important that lesson was when a small, dark looking whirlwind started up in front of them. Sara, not properly noticing it, almost walked into the cyclone that was like a looming presence. Amaya reached out, grabbing her friend's wrist, and pulled her back away from the thing. Only then did Sara see the odd, misplaced cyclone.

 

[Chill]

The sun had began to lower slowly and the Archers weren't keen on being outside at night. They were good, but at night different Drad're come from the forest and could kill anyone easily. Zack and Mark were only set to defend Black Valley.
"Good training, you can return to the safety of the City." Mark said before the Archers all began to walk up a long path that lead back to Black Valley. Most of them would jump if they heard a rustle of a bush, which was funny to Zack and Mark.
"So what are we going to do defending the Valley? Split up?" Zack asked Mark as he picked up a stone.
"I say we stay together, I have a bad feeling for some reason." Mark replied.
"Okay then we'll stick together." Then Zack looked up to see Black Valley ahead of them. And a Cyclone, which was misread as bad weather.
"We'll go inside then, nobody wants to be outside with a Cyclone." Mark said as he returned to his building. Zack didn't move though, something was wrong.

 

[Von83194]

Tick....Tock......Tick....Tock. The clock taunted Lee. So close yet so far, he thought. It was the last class of the day, the last class of the year. He looked over at Manny, who was repeatedly taping his desk. He glanced over to Frida, and saw she was chewing her pencil. Two more minutes. Lee thought of plans for his summer. Clean the house, take summer classes, and fight some bad guys. Yup, typical summer, Lee thought. A paper airplane landed on his desk, and he opened it. "Arcade?" was written in crude hand writing, that he could tell was Manny's. He looked over to him and nodded. One minute left. Lee smiled as the seconds ticked by. Thirty seconds, twenty five, twenty. SMASH!!!! A gigantic metal foot smashed through the roof. "Finally," Manny shouted. "Some excitement." He turned into El Tigre and ran up the robots leg. Yup, Lee thought as he ran up after him. Just a typical summer.

 

[danio13]

(Sorry for lateness, really sorry)

The cyclone kept growing engulfing most of the trees in the outskirts. The citizens hid in their houses, hoping that it will pass soon.

Johan looked at the cyclone from the castle.

Johan: That doesn't look like an ordinary cyclone...

The same dark cyclones also appeared in other worlds, oddly avoiding populating places but still causing some damage.

 

[Lumen et ignem]

Amaya - Amity Park

It was later that evening when Amaya had left Sara's house and had had to take a detour around the not-so-miniture-cyclone that worry began setting in. The sun was down, and there Amaya was forced to walk through the woods to avoid an odd, very misplaced cyclone, all the while leaving Sara and her family with the thing in their driveway. It didn't feel right, just leaving them there potentially defenseless against...whatever the cyclone was capable of, but Amaya had to get out and check on her own grandmother, and if she could, someone else. Besides, Amaya thought, I'm probably just being over-wary of the thing. It doesn't seem too dangerous but... "Always keep in mind of the potential dangers, because those are the most dangerous." Wise words spoken to Amaya not long ago circulated through her mind like a treacherous foe, refusing to leave her as she found her way through the knotted underbrush and tree branches that hung all-too-low.

After a while Amaya finally got through the complicated maze of the forests that she would normally enjoy, and broke out into an all-out-sprint to check on her grandmother. Something didn't feel right about the cyclone, especially since in little more than a day it had grown in size but remained in the same place. Her breaths came easily as her feet pounded against the road. She was only a little ways away from her house, and then the eerie feeling that had crept into her could be dispelled when she saw her grandmother safe.