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Here's the new chapter or rather it's the Prequel to Salix I it's called Salix Prequel I and features characters such as Sail before he was Salix and Ocean before he became Aconex. i hope you enjoy it and i'll try to post up Chapter 23: Discovering the Darkness tomorrow ^^ as always all comments or questions and what ever else people have to say is welcomed =D
Salix Prequel I
The ocean waves, I’d enjoyed them so much when I was younger. But when I grew up the sounds of those gentle giants began to sound more and more like sounds you hear in the news. Like bullets soaring in a great war, or bombs dropping from the sky like a bird that had died mid-flight. It’d been quite a while since the last time I went to hear the ocean I could hardly ever bring myself to walk the path to hear them again. Of course this wouldn’t have been possible without him…
The morning rays of light flew through the window as if the sun itself had been attempting to wake me from my slumber. My eyes slowly fluttered open. I couldn’t see a thing, again. Sometimes I wished that perhaps maybe, just maybe when I woke up that rather than seeing nothing I’d be able to see even just for a second the grey colored ceiling or bright lights that entered my room every morning. He told me what it looked like so I could almost picture it visually even now. I remember slowly lifted my body up sitting up in the warm bed. The mornings always started out the same and it was very much torturing. After waking up and preparing for the day it would be time to meet with him, something that made the day worth living for even if I couldn’t see at all.
“Good morning big brother, did you sleep well,” a young man asked as Sail walked over to meet him at a small table.
“Yes I did, thank you Ocean,” Sail replied.
“You don’t sound like you slept well. What was it,” Ocean asked concerned.
“…It was nothing, you don’t need to worry about it,” Sail answered. “Besides don’t you need to get going now?”
“Oh yeah, guess I should. Well I’ll see you tonight ok,” Ocean said before heading towards the door a small but heavy looking bag in hand.
“See you later then,” Sail waved as he watched his brother exit the room.
“Just remember it is tomorrow,” Ocean whispered as he walked out the door and left the house.
Being blind, it must be difficult, but for me it’s not too hard and having been a doctor I must have been able to move around easily. I had to move just as easily as all the other doctors and patients so they wouldn’t doubt my skill. It had earned me tons of respect from the masses and I had not been doubted since my original entry into the small clinic in which I now worked. The pay was good and I was glad it was enough to sustain both of us and with a little extra that we put aside in case of needing it for some reason or another.
To some it would have probably been called a “good” life, and it was I guess. Though mine and every human’s natural instinct was to call the life of the person who had higher placement in society a “good” life. Every person had a certain something they wish they had. Mine was simple; it was to be ordinary or even below it with just the simple ability to see. That’s at least what I had wanted then. The days leading up to what they had labeled “an unfortunate series of events” seemed to get shorter. As if my inability to see wasn’t bad enough. It seemed at the time the gods must have wanted to punish me until they had completely used my usefulness up. “An unfortunate series of events.” That was bullshit. What made it worse was that they knew it. They wanted life but had completely neglected the fact that in order for them to live, they needed life to replace their own.
“I know it’s not exactly what you expected and the world will probably be destroyed if I screw up. But if I don’t then I’ll be a hero like you, won’t I,” Ocean said clearly excited about this very short once in a life time chance.
“…I don’t want you to do it,” Sail said.
He was only 3 years younger than me but he still searched for my approval. Perhaps it was my approval that kept him going and although he often searched for it I guess in reality I rarely granted it. Whether it was out of fear for my younger brother or just not wanting him to do it, I would often deny him his own birth right. It was something that perhaps I regretted deep down.
“But why not,” Ocean asked.
“I understand you want to be a hero but let the next person have this chance ok,” Sail answered.
“But why, why do you want me to give up such a big opportunity. I know the stakes are high. But if this mission doesn’t finish in success then well it’ll be meaningless won’t it,” Ocean argued clearly putting his full will power into arguing for his own rights.
At the time, I couldn’t think of anything to say. As if anything I would’ve said would’ve made a difference, he would’ve gone with my permission or not. I just wish I had pushed a little harder maybe knocked him out with some of the clinic’s sleeping medicine. He didn’t deserve the ultimate fate calling. Nonetheless what I said instead may have increased his own determination and will to go forward with the mission. Regardless of the risks that waited ahead for him.
“Fine you’ve made your point, I accept it. Go ahead and be the hero this time,” Sail said smiling slightly.
“Really, you’re really letting me go,” Ocean said in disbelief.
But he had good reason, because if I had had the materials then I would have tied him down and sealed the room up with no escape, just to keep him from going. But he seemed so pleased, that emotion in his voice had sounded so pleasant. If I could’ve seen him I imagine he would’ve been filled with tears for me allowing him to go regardless of what I knew.
“Thank you big brother, thank you so much,” Ocean said before running over to grant me the last moment I would’ve embraced for the rest of my life as Sail.
His arms wrapped around me, hugging me in his embrace. He often seemed so much younger around me that I would often forget his age for brief moments of time. Slowly releasing his grip Ocean stood up a short distance away from me. He had received my approval despite my feelings against it and I had received his happiness. It made me sleep soundly that night. The next morning I had risen early and made my way to quickly preparing for his leaving. By the time Ocean came down I had prepared for my last moments before he left to save our world.
“Look I know you don’t want me to go. I can tell. But listen I promise this won’t be the last time we see each other, ok,” Ocean said as if trying to reassure me and calm any of my last minute not-so-well-hidden fears.
“I hope so. Just make sure you don’t push your luck ok,” Sail replied warning him.
“Don’t worry I’ll save this world, no matter what,” Ocean answered smiling brightly.
“Good luck. I’ll be waiting for you,” Sail said as he smiled too.
“Thanks,” Ocean whispered before leaving the house.
That was the last word he’d ever speak to me at least as Ocean. It was later that during humanity’s 11th hour that it happened. It’d come so suddenly that I suppose it was the shock that hurt me most. I remember the first words that were said before I had completely lost it. “The world is safe we owe a great deal of gratitude to the great but deceased saviors of our planet Quincy Samson, Jay Boltmen and Ocean Taylor.” I had completely lost it after that and couldn’t concentrate enough to even understand the human tongue. By the time the news report had finished I had destroyed most of the room I had been in waiting for his arrival that would never happen.
Days passed by and I kept hoping for new news, but they would just repeat the same stupid thing. “Through the hard work of those three brave men we the people of this world were able to survive and our hope is that their sacrifice will redefine our world.” I had never been so pissed off the first time I’d heard that. I think I fractured three of the bones in my arm during my enraged state. But I didn’t blame the people who sent Ocean up there or the events that had unfolded that led to his death. I blamed myself for not trying harder to keep him home. I think back then I had hoped that secretly he would fail the mission and everything would have been destroyed. At least then we would have been together. But my rational thought had been completely destroyed or rather shattered the instant that I’d found out that he’d died.
Almost immediately after that I left my job as a doctor. Though many had tried to convince me to stay, I knew I wouldn’t be much help even if I took a year off. But I think the real reason that I left the job at the clinic wasn’t because I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to concentrate or that I might accidentally hurt a patient. No I think I really left because I hated everyone. Or to be more precise I just lost all reasoning for human emotions. The stronger emotions such as love and happiness in particular pissed me off because I couldn’t understand them any longer. I couldn’t understand how they worked at all. So I became alone and used what I could of our savings to survive and slowly I began to move forward and began to experiment on hearts.
Over time I began to work more and more furthering my studies until I came to learn of “them.” By abandoning all emotion and the heart that contains it, it is possible to create a being with memories of your full life and a body of nothingness. It would be an incomplete being that has no heart and no emotions called the Nobodies. I began to research a bit doing small tests here and there on other subjects. Some created these beings called Nobodies while others became merely one creation rather than two. They were the heart that was cut away from the body called the Heartless. As my research progressed to its final stages I learned that the rate of becoming a Nobody depended upon whether your heart was strong. This was true, at least in most cases. I also learned about how the Heartless were in greater number than the Nobodies. However it was clear that the Nobodies were superior in multiple ways including intelligence and power. One thing that I was intrigued by was the amount of potential the Heartless had and the power of their hearts that they consumed. It led me to believe that perhaps there were abilities that could release that power and control it like a puppet on wires.
Perhaps it was because of my studying or perhaps it was a mere fluke that I later obtained that ability called “Diffusion of Hearts.” But I didn’t obtain that ability until I became one of “them.” Whether what had forced me into that situation was the need for power or the need to understand my emotions or even if it was to by some small fraction of a chance to try to find Ocean. I ended up making the decision to become a Nobody of my own freewill. I remember walking down that path once again the cold winds whistling as the sun began to set. Arriving there once again I stared out across the cold waters that shimmered with the reflection of the sunset. The sound of the water hitting the shore, the sound of the ocean waves, they still sounded chaotic to me rather than harmonic and beautiful like they should have been. It was then that I sacrificed my heart and became what I had chosen to become.
I remember sleeping. It was strange since I shouldn’t have remembered such a thing. Since very few people can even remember their own dreams. Then I awoke in a strange place. It was weird. The world was dark and the moon shimmered off what appeared to be another ocean. It was odd but I felt like I could see again, from the moment I awoke in that strange world. Everything I heard played out like a puzzle pulling together until all the pieces aligned just right to form an image of what I was hearing in my mind. It took me a while to get up but when I did the sounds came even clearer to me, and it was so strange to feel as if I could see the world for the first time in my life. It was very serene and very addicting.
I probably could have stayed there forever but forever is too long of a time and eventually though as addicting as it was I had to leave with “his” help. He was a tall man and he said he too had become a Nobody by choice and abandoned his heart. But now he wanted it back. At first I thought he was nothing more than a child that gave up his favorite toy and then wanted it back but couldn’t get it. I was wrong. He could get it back and he was clearly willing to do so by any means necessary. This I learned just by listening to his voice. His thoughts played out through his words even though he had no emotions. Even though I knew all of this had to be true I joined him anyways.
His name was Xemnas. He explained to me after I joined him that I had a gift that he would use to help forward the group’s main goal. The power of “Diffusion of Hearts” was an ability to control, alter, save and purify hearts to an extent. It was an invaluable ability for Xemnas’ main goal or rather the Organization’s main goal as he would often say it. It was in that group that I met my comrades that I would later join in another group called the Exiled Order. However during my stay with the Organization I became very close allies with a small group of people that I gathered together for my own purposes.
The first to join me in my small and secretly kept group was Xishn one of the many members that would eventually join that group called the Exiled Order. He from the time I met him was a very loyal man and proved it to me over and over again. However he had a bad habit that although I let slip through the cracks from time to time was and is very irritating. His personality seemed almost based primarily on making fun and joking of others. When I had originally found Xishn most of his original memories and existence had been some what “deleted.” It took a short while to find them but even now neither he nor I know the full truth of his memories since his ability Heart Cavity has made things difficult to find his original past. As a result of this Xishn though on the exterior makes fun of his fellow Organization members, has a very complicated mind that although he refuses to share completely even with me is clearly hiding his feelings about the Keyblade wielder whom he is connected to.
The second person to join us was Lonex a man of massive complications who mentally was and is so massively unstable that he must always focus with all his might just to remain sane. I am able to control him when he is no longer able to but I fear it may be his undoing in the end result, however he is very powerful and although dangerous to be around a very valuable ally. The last character who although is only a temporary join at times is Selvix. I have given him the False Heart which was something I developed without testing it fully. I believe him to be the best subject to possess it. However Selvix while one of us is also difficult. He is an ally but if we were to do something not in favor of his own individual interests I have a feeling he might not side with us.
I later chose to leave the Organization before they could send their meddling red-head after me. Leaving earlier allowed me to escape all the easier in order to join the Exiled Order as their 10th position. Recently I’ve heard of a gathering within the Exiled Order, apparently there is going to be an uprising against the other members that are not within the traitor filled group. They say the leader is a manipulative young man called “Daxic.” Apparently he joined shortly after I did since he’s only in the 14th position. Perhaps I’ll join them I’m not sure. Although I’m not one for mutiny, I am willing to do whatever it takes to get what I need. And I have still not found him yet.
here are pictures of two of my main characters from Salix I colored so tell me what you think of them ^^
Xishn: The Emulating Shield
Lonex: The Ensnared Facade
All credit for drawing them goes to AP (Angel's Prayer) and credit for coloring them goes to NI (Nobody Important).
well hope it's enjoyed tomorrow i'll post up Chapter 23 =D
Chapter 23: Discovering the Darkness
The morning rays of light flew through the window as if the sun itself had been attempting to wake me from my slumber. My eyes slowly fluttered open. I couldn’t see a thing, again. Sometimes I wished that perhaps maybe, just maybe when I woke up that rather than seeing nothing I’d be able to see even just for a second the grey colored ceiling or bright lights that entered my room every morning. He told me what it looked like so I could almost picture it visually even now. I remember slowly lifted my body up sitting up in the warm bed. The mornings always started out the same and it was very much torturing. After waking up and preparing for the day it would be time to meet with him, something that made the day worth living for even if I couldn’t see at all.
“Good morning big brother, did you sleep well,” a young man asked as Sail walked over to meet him at a small table.
“Yes I did, thank you Ocean,” Sail replied.
“You don’t sound like you slept well. What was it,” Ocean asked concerned.
“…It was nothing, you don’t need to worry about it,” Sail answered. “Besides don’t you need to get going now?”
“Oh yeah, guess I should. Well I’ll see you tonight ok,” Ocean said before heading towards the door a small but heavy looking bag in hand.
“See you later then,” Sail waved as he watched his brother exit the room.
“Just remember it is tomorrow,” Ocean whispered as he walked out the door and left the house.
Being blind, it must be difficult, but for me it’s not too hard and having been a doctor I must have been able to move around easily. I had to move just as easily as all the other doctors and patients so they wouldn’t doubt my skill. It had earned me tons of respect from the masses and I had not been doubted since my original entry into the small clinic in which I now worked. The pay was good and I was glad it was enough to sustain both of us and with a little extra that we put aside in case of needing it for some reason or another.
To some it would have probably been called a “good” life, and it was I guess. Though mine and every human’s natural instinct was to call the life of the person who had higher placement in society a “good” life. Every person had a certain something they wish they had. Mine was simple; it was to be ordinary or even below it with just the simple ability to see. That’s at least what I had wanted then. The days leading up to what they had labeled “an unfortunate series of events” seemed to get shorter. As if my inability to see wasn’t bad enough. It seemed at the time the gods must have wanted to punish me until they had completely used my usefulness up. “An unfortunate series of events.” That was bullshit. What made it worse was that they knew it. They wanted life but had completely neglected the fact that in order for them to live, they needed life to replace their own.
“I know it’s not exactly what you expected and the world will probably be destroyed if I screw up. But if I don’t then I’ll be a hero like you, won’t I,” Ocean said clearly excited about this very short once in a life time chance.
“…I don’t want you to do it,” Sail said.
He was only 3 years younger than me but he still searched for my approval. Perhaps it was my approval that kept him going and although he often searched for it I guess in reality I rarely granted it. Whether it was out of fear for my younger brother or just not wanting him to do it, I would often deny him his own birth right. It was something that perhaps I regretted deep down.
“But why not,” Ocean asked.
“I understand you want to be a hero but let the next person have this chance ok,” Sail answered.
“But why, why do you want me to give up such a big opportunity. I know the stakes are high. But if this mission doesn’t finish in success then well it’ll be meaningless won’t it,” Ocean argued clearly putting his full will power into arguing for his own rights.
At the time, I couldn’t think of anything to say. As if anything I would’ve said would’ve made a difference, he would’ve gone with my permission or not. I just wish I had pushed a little harder maybe knocked him out with some of the clinic’s sleeping medicine. He didn’t deserve the ultimate fate calling. Nonetheless what I said instead may have increased his own determination and will to go forward with the mission. Regardless of the risks that waited ahead for him.
“Fine you’ve made your point, I accept it. Go ahead and be the hero this time,” Sail said smiling slightly.
“Really, you’re really letting me go,” Ocean said in disbelief.
But he had good reason, because if I had had the materials then I would have tied him down and sealed the room up with no escape, just to keep him from going. But he seemed so pleased, that emotion in his voice had sounded so pleasant. If I could’ve seen him I imagine he would’ve been filled with tears for me allowing him to go regardless of what I knew.
“Thank you big brother, thank you so much,” Ocean said before running over to grant me the last moment I would’ve embraced for the rest of my life as Sail.
His arms wrapped around me, hugging me in his embrace. He often seemed so much younger around me that I would often forget his age for brief moments of time. Slowly releasing his grip Ocean stood up a short distance away from me. He had received my approval despite my feelings against it and I had received his happiness. It made me sleep soundly that night. The next morning I had risen early and made my way to quickly preparing for his leaving. By the time Ocean came down I had prepared for my last moments before he left to save our world.
“Look I know you don’t want me to go. I can tell. But listen I promise this won’t be the last time we see each other, ok,” Ocean said as if trying to reassure me and calm any of my last minute not-so-well-hidden fears.
“I hope so. Just make sure you don’t push your luck ok,” Sail replied warning him.
“Don’t worry I’ll save this world, no matter what,” Ocean answered smiling brightly.
“Good luck. I’ll be waiting for you,” Sail said as he smiled too.
“Thanks,” Ocean whispered before leaving the house.
That was the last word he’d ever speak to me at least as Ocean. It was later that during humanity’s 11th hour that it happened. It’d come so suddenly that I suppose it was the shock that hurt me most. I remember the first words that were said before I had completely lost it. “The world is safe we owe a great deal of gratitude to the great but deceased saviors of our planet Quincy Samson, Jay Boltmen and Ocean Taylor.” I had completely lost it after that and couldn’t concentrate enough to even understand the human tongue. By the time the news report had finished I had destroyed most of the room I had been in waiting for his arrival that would never happen.
Days passed by and I kept hoping for new news, but they would just repeat the same stupid thing. “Through the hard work of those three brave men we the people of this world were able to survive and our hope is that their sacrifice will redefine our world.” I had never been so pissed off the first time I’d heard that. I think I fractured three of the bones in my arm during my enraged state. But I didn’t blame the people who sent Ocean up there or the events that had unfolded that led to his death. I blamed myself for not trying harder to keep him home. I think back then I had hoped that secretly he would fail the mission and everything would have been destroyed. At least then we would have been together. But my rational thought had been completely destroyed or rather shattered the instant that I’d found out that he’d died.
Almost immediately after that I left my job as a doctor. Though many had tried to convince me to stay, I knew I wouldn’t be much help even if I took a year off. But I think the real reason that I left the job at the clinic wasn’t because I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to concentrate or that I might accidentally hurt a patient. No I think I really left because I hated everyone. Or to be more precise I just lost all reasoning for human emotions. The stronger emotions such as love and happiness in particular pissed me off because I couldn’t understand them any longer. I couldn’t understand how they worked at all. So I became alone and used what I could of our savings to survive and slowly I began to move forward and began to experiment on hearts.
Over time I began to work more and more furthering my studies until I came to learn of “them.” By abandoning all emotion and the heart that contains it, it is possible to create a being with memories of your full life and a body of nothingness. It would be an incomplete being that has no heart and no emotions called the Nobodies. I began to research a bit doing small tests here and there on other subjects. Some created these beings called Nobodies while others became merely one creation rather than two. They were the heart that was cut away from the body called the Heartless. As my research progressed to its final stages I learned that the rate of becoming a Nobody depended upon whether your heart was strong. This was true, at least in most cases. I also learned about how the Heartless were in greater number than the Nobodies. However it was clear that the Nobodies were superior in multiple ways including intelligence and power. One thing that I was intrigued by was the amount of potential the Heartless had and the power of their hearts that they consumed. It led me to believe that perhaps there were abilities that could release that power and control it like a puppet on wires.
Perhaps it was because of my studying or perhaps it was a mere fluke that I later obtained that ability called “Diffusion of Hearts.” But I didn’t obtain that ability until I became one of “them.” Whether what had forced me into that situation was the need for power or the need to understand my emotions or even if it was to by some small fraction of a chance to try to find Ocean. I ended up making the decision to become a Nobody of my own freewill. I remember walking down that path once again the cold winds whistling as the sun began to set. Arriving there once again I stared out across the cold waters that shimmered with the reflection of the sunset. The sound of the water hitting the shore, the sound of the ocean waves, they still sounded chaotic to me rather than harmonic and beautiful like they should have been. It was then that I sacrificed my heart and became what I had chosen to become.
I remember sleeping. It was strange since I shouldn’t have remembered such a thing. Since very few people can even remember their own dreams. Then I awoke in a strange place. It was weird. The world was dark and the moon shimmered off what appeared to be another ocean. It was odd but I felt like I could see again, from the moment I awoke in that strange world. Everything I heard played out like a puzzle pulling together until all the pieces aligned just right to form an image of what I was hearing in my mind. It took me a while to get up but when I did the sounds came even clearer to me, and it was so strange to feel as if I could see the world for the first time in my life. It was very serene and very addicting.
I probably could have stayed there forever but forever is too long of a time and eventually though as addicting as it was I had to leave with “his” help. He was a tall man and he said he too had become a Nobody by choice and abandoned his heart. But now he wanted it back. At first I thought he was nothing more than a child that gave up his favorite toy and then wanted it back but couldn’t get it. I was wrong. He could get it back and he was clearly willing to do so by any means necessary. This I learned just by listening to his voice. His thoughts played out through his words even though he had no emotions. Even though I knew all of this had to be true I joined him anyways.
His name was Xemnas. He explained to me after I joined him that I had a gift that he would use to help forward the group’s main goal. The power of “Diffusion of Hearts” was an ability to control, alter, save and purify hearts to an extent. It was an invaluable ability for Xemnas’ main goal or rather the Organization’s main goal as he would often say it. It was in that group that I met my comrades that I would later join in another group called the Exiled Order. However during my stay with the Organization I became very close allies with a small group of people that I gathered together for my own purposes.
The first to join me in my small and secretly kept group was Xishn one of the many members that would eventually join that group called the Exiled Order. He from the time I met him was a very loyal man and proved it to me over and over again. However he had a bad habit that although I let slip through the cracks from time to time was and is very irritating. His personality seemed almost based primarily on making fun and joking of others. When I had originally found Xishn most of his original memories and existence had been some what “deleted.” It took a short while to find them but even now neither he nor I know the full truth of his memories since his ability Heart Cavity has made things difficult to find his original past. As a result of this Xishn though on the exterior makes fun of his fellow Organization members, has a very complicated mind that although he refuses to share completely even with me is clearly hiding his feelings about the Keyblade wielder whom he is connected to.
The second person to join us was Lonex a man of massive complications who mentally was and is so massively unstable that he must always focus with all his might just to remain sane. I am able to control him when he is no longer able to but I fear it may be his undoing in the end result, however he is very powerful and although dangerous to be around a very valuable ally. The last character who although is only a temporary join at times is Selvix. I have given him the False Heart which was something I developed without testing it fully. I believe him to be the best subject to possess it. However Selvix while one of us is also difficult. He is an ally but if we were to do something not in favor of his own individual interests I have a feeling he might not side with us.
I later chose to leave the Organization before they could send their meddling red-head after me. Leaving earlier allowed me to escape all the easier in order to join the Exiled Order as their 10th position. Recently I’ve heard of a gathering within the Exiled Order, apparently there is going to be an uprising against the other members that are not within the traitor filled group. They say the leader is a manipulative young man called “Daxic.” Apparently he joined shortly after I did since he’s only in the 14th position. Perhaps I’ll join them I’m not sure. Although I’m not one for mutiny, I am willing to do whatever it takes to get what I need. And I have still not found him yet.
here are pictures of two of my main characters from Salix I colored so tell me what you think of them ^^
Xishn: The Emulating Shield
Lonex: The Ensnared Facade
All credit for drawing them goes to AP (Angel's Prayer) and credit for coloring them goes to NI (Nobody Important).
well hope it's enjoyed tomorrow i'll post up Chapter 23 =D
Chapter 23: Discovering the Darkness
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