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I hope this one gets more feedback then my previous one though I have to say I really didn't know where my previous one was going but with this one I have more of an idea. I hope you enjoy and I hope I get some feedback.
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Prologue:
Long have I been a slave to the Keyblade Masters. My powers entombed inside their tool. My Being trapped by the First Keyblade Master and forced into eternal servitude. Many millennia have past and I still wait for the day that some fool shall set me free and I shall be able to exact my revenge.
Chapter 1: Dream
“John, wake up you lazy bum.”
“Huh?” I replied groggily opening my eyes to the harsh sunlight.
“I said get up you lazy bum.” she said, gently kicking my ribs.
“Oh. Morning Cat.” I mumbled, briefly glimpsing her softly undulating brown hair and sapphire blue eyes before I rolled back over to go to sleep. She let out a sigh of exasperation. I smirked.
“Think it’s funny do you?” She asked. “Well when the water is up to you waist because you slept till high tide don’t come crying to me.”
“Rawr,” I replied as I got up sleepily and stumbled up the beach and sat down.
I guess an explanation is in order. Cat and I were at the beach, mostly because she wanted to go. She had an infatuation with the beach. The soft blue sky. The salty breeze. The cries of seagulls. Why she loves the beach is beyond me. I only tagged along because well… she gave me the puppy dog pout. How could I say no? So I came with and found a nice warm spot of sand to snuggle in and fell asleep.
We sat there and she showed me all of the seashells she collected and told me how she found this really shiny pretty purple one. Needless to say I didn’t her any of her one hour long seashell rave.
“Oh oh and I found this one--” She was saying.
“Cat maybe we should be heading home,” I interrupted. “Those look like storm clouds and I don’t want to be stuck on a beach in the middle of a storm.”
“Storms clouds? Where?” She asked.
“Right there.” I said pointing with my index finger at some dark ominous looking clouds that were definitely out of place among the soft blue sky.
“Oh I knew that.” She said, faking.
“Yeah and I’m going to be sucked into some sort of adventure that involves fighting some entity that’s pissed off cause it got trapped in something and was forced to serve people that it hates.” I said rolling my eyes and dragging her to the car.
Twenty minutes later we were at her house and I was walking her to her door.
“Today was nice.” She said, her eyes sparkling.
“Yeah.” I responded not really listening.
“We should do this more often.” She offered.
“Sure.” I said shrugging my shoulders.
I gave her a hug and then walked to my black Honda as the first drops of rain fell from the sky. I jumped in the car, started it up, and drove it home. I pulled into the driveway of my house, about ten minutes later. I mad a dash for the door through the onslaught of watery missiles. I slammed the door behind me kicked of my shoes and shook the rain out of my longish black hair. I ran upstairs into my room and threw my coat onto my desk chair. Then I jumped straight into my bed. It was really pour outside now. The raindrops like bass drums surrounding my house.
“So recap. Went to the beach with Cat. Fell asleep and had a strange dream. Zoned out during Cat’s really long seashell speech. Then came home and jumped into to bed. Yup that’s what happened.” I said out loud to myself. “Though that was a curious dream.” I muttered. I closed my eyes just for a second to rest.
Sora. Keyblade. Kingdom Hearts. Heartless. Over and over. Each word has it’s own image. They paraded in my vision endlessly. A brown spiky haired kid. A curious sword in the shape of key. A large white door with stain glass windows. A creature that seemed to be cut out of shadows with two yellow beads for eyes. Again and again.
I woke with a start. The beating of my heart in synch with the beating of the onslaught of the rain outside. “Such a strange dream.” I muttered rubbing the images out of my eyes then turning over and going back to sleep.
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If you're lost just feel free to ask. I should have the next chapter up soon. That is if I don't get like writers block or something T_T
Oh and tell me if I misspelled or forgot a word or something cause I spent like 10 minutes going over this.
Odd little fact: I had the LOZ Dungeon theme playing in my head while righting this
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Prologue:
Long have I been a slave to the Keyblade Masters. My powers entombed inside their tool. My Being trapped by the First Keyblade Master and forced into eternal servitude. Many millennia have past and I still wait for the day that some fool shall set me free and I shall be able to exact my revenge.
-The Keyblade
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“John, wake up you lazy bum.”
“Huh?” I replied groggily opening my eyes to the harsh sunlight.
“I said get up you lazy bum.” she said, gently kicking my ribs.
“Oh. Morning Cat.” I mumbled, briefly glimpsing her softly undulating brown hair and sapphire blue eyes before I rolled back over to go to sleep. She let out a sigh of exasperation. I smirked.
“Think it’s funny do you?” She asked. “Well when the water is up to you waist because you slept till high tide don’t come crying to me.”
“Rawr,” I replied as I got up sleepily and stumbled up the beach and sat down.
I guess an explanation is in order. Cat and I were at the beach, mostly because she wanted to go. She had an infatuation with the beach. The soft blue sky. The salty breeze. The cries of seagulls. Why she loves the beach is beyond me. I only tagged along because well… she gave me the puppy dog pout. How could I say no? So I came with and found a nice warm spot of sand to snuggle in and fell asleep.
We sat there and she showed me all of the seashells she collected and told me how she found this really shiny pretty purple one. Needless to say I didn’t her any of her one hour long seashell rave.
“Oh oh and I found this one--” She was saying.
“Cat maybe we should be heading home,” I interrupted. “Those look like storm clouds and I don’t want to be stuck on a beach in the middle of a storm.”
“Storms clouds? Where?” She asked.
“Right there.” I said pointing with my index finger at some dark ominous looking clouds that were definitely out of place among the soft blue sky.
“Oh I knew that.” She said, faking.
“Yeah and I’m going to be sucked into some sort of adventure that involves fighting some entity that’s pissed off cause it got trapped in something and was forced to serve people that it hates.” I said rolling my eyes and dragging her to the car.
Twenty minutes later we were at her house and I was walking her to her door.
“Today was nice.” She said, her eyes sparkling.
“Yeah.” I responded not really listening.
“We should do this more often.” She offered.
“Sure.” I said shrugging my shoulders.
I gave her a hug and then walked to my black Honda as the first drops of rain fell from the sky. I jumped in the car, started it up, and drove it home. I pulled into the driveway of my house, about ten minutes later. I mad a dash for the door through the onslaught of watery missiles. I slammed the door behind me kicked of my shoes and shook the rain out of my longish black hair. I ran upstairs into my room and threw my coat onto my desk chair. Then I jumped straight into my bed. It was really pour outside now. The raindrops like bass drums surrounding my house.
“So recap. Went to the beach with Cat. Fell asleep and had a strange dream. Zoned out during Cat’s really long seashell speech. Then came home and jumped into to bed. Yup that’s what happened.” I said out loud to myself. “Though that was a curious dream.” I muttered. I closed my eyes just for a second to rest.
Sora. Keyblade. Kingdom Hearts. Heartless. Over and over. Each word has it’s own image. They paraded in my vision endlessly. A brown spiky haired kid. A curious sword in the shape of key. A large white door with stain glass windows. A creature that seemed to be cut out of shadows with two yellow beads for eyes. Again and again.
I woke with a start. The beating of my heart in synch with the beating of the onslaught of the rain outside. “Such a strange dream.” I muttered rubbing the images out of my eyes then turning over and going back to sleep.
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If you're lost just feel free to ask. I should have the next chapter up soon. That is if I don't get like writers block or something T_T
Oh and tell me if I misspelled or forgot a word or something cause I spent like 10 minutes going over this.
Odd little fact: I had the LOZ Dungeon theme playing in my head while righting this