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the blonde kid? alright...but i dont know much about him...except that heez blonde. thats about all i know.
Fanfiction ► The Special Promise
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aw man! its been forever since you've written here! you cant be done with the story! u have to finish! ITS SOOO GOOD!!!! =O]
Hey its bin forever since you last updated this story when are you going to continue on it?
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Chapter 4: The Trade
“What are you going to do?” he asked. “If you don’t kill me and Kairi, you won’t be able to get your soul back. They’ll keep it forever. How about we steal it from them?”
Akiko hunched her shoulders. “No. Only Axel’s hand can open it. And we cannot smash it. It is resistant to every attack and explosion known. It will not break open.”
“What do we do, then?” he asked.
“I honestly don’t know,” she sighed, clenching her fists. “Everything is hopeless, Riku! Hopeless! You don’t think that I haven’t been spending these eleven countless years trying to figure out how to get away from it all? I’ve analysed everything! There is no way!”
Riku let go of Akiko and went to the stairs. He sat down and dug his head into his hands. “What do we do?” he repeated. All hope was gone.
“Busting our brains, are we?” someone said. Akiko turned around and gasped. “It’s you!” she exclaimed, pointing.
Axel stood at the doorway, smirking. His eyes narrowed, and then he clicked his fingers. He stepped away from the door, letting in six more unknowns. Their hoods shadowed their faces, a forever dark place. Riku swallowed. He had no weapon. Nothing. And with only a dagger, how could Akiko protect herself? Riku could always cast his magic, but it would run out eventually.
“Shell! Protect!” Axel shouted, and protective shields formed over all of the unknowns. Suddenly, one of them shot tiny little ninja stars on Riku. He dodged them all, but how long could he keep it up? Akiko was tackling an unknown, but it pushed her off into a shelf.
A strangely familiar voice came to Riku. “I leave this in your hands. Take care of it well, friend. I will be looking forward to getting it back from you.” The voice embraced him like his own shield. Suddenly, something heavy appeared in his hand. When he looked down, he saw the Keyblade. “Sora,” he smiled.
His whole attention quickly came to the battle again. They were outnumbered, badly. Seven to two? All the time, Axel stood by the door with a small smirk. He enjoyed the suffering of both his own Unknowns and them as well. What kind of man was he? Mockingly, he took out the glass jar that held Akiko’s soul within it and polished it up with a corner of his coat.
While Riku was distracted by Axel’s ignorance, he had left his back completely unprotected and open—a sitting duck. One of the Unknowns had seen that and took its chance. It withdrew a large blade and went in for a direct stab. Riku had not realised until it was too late.
“RIKU!” Akiko called out. An Unknown was tackling her to the ground. She slid from underneath it like a slinky cat and pushed Riku to the side. The blade struck right through her side. With a groan of pain, she landed on the floor. All of the Unknowns stopped fighting. They stood completely still, watching with a feel of content.
Riku could feel tears forming on the brims of his eyes. She was not dead—she was going to live. The wound was not life-inflicting, but if she was left there for a few more hours, she would bleed to death. “Akiko?” he whispered, but no sound came out. His throat was completely dry. He could not speak.
“Akiko, Akiko…” he mouthed silently. It still felt as if HE had been stabbed. Akiko tried her best to sit up. She leaned against her elbow and took out the blade with the other arm.
“This…this blade…it has been dubbed with poison of a mushroom.” She winced, holding her hand tight against the wound. The blood spilled over her fingers.
Riku went on his knees, sitting right next to Akiko. His tears dropped on her cheek.
“Listen to me…Riku.” Akiko placed her hand on his face and slowly drew down it. “Get out of here.”
He had not quite heard her well. Get out? Why? He wanted to kill the Unknowns—tear off their heads and watch their blood pour around their necks. “What?”
“You and I both know that we cannot defeat them. Not even with the Keyblade.” Akiko stopped and coughed, coming out with it a small pool of blood. But despite this, she still continued to speak. “I will perform my very last duty…as your friend.”
Riku nodded. He knew what she was about to do. But he did not move.
Akiko hesitantly stood up. Blood trickled down her chin and neck; she was slightly crouching over her side wound. She yelled in a loud voice, “YOU DESTROY HAPPINESS FOR THE LAST TIME!!!” A large explosion sounded. That was it. She had did what she had to do.
Self-Destruct.
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There you go! Happy? I dont like this chapter. its sad. and its short too. do not fear, this is not the last chapter. the final chapter will presumably come tomorrow.
“What are you going to do?” he asked. “If you don’t kill me and Kairi, you won’t be able to get your soul back. They’ll keep it forever. How about we steal it from them?”
Akiko hunched her shoulders. “No. Only Axel’s hand can open it. And we cannot smash it. It is resistant to every attack and explosion known. It will not break open.”
“What do we do, then?” he asked.
“I honestly don’t know,” she sighed, clenching her fists. “Everything is hopeless, Riku! Hopeless! You don’t think that I haven’t been spending these eleven countless years trying to figure out how to get away from it all? I’ve analysed everything! There is no way!”
Riku let go of Akiko and went to the stairs. He sat down and dug his head into his hands. “What do we do?” he repeated. All hope was gone.
“Busting our brains, are we?” someone said. Akiko turned around and gasped. “It’s you!” she exclaimed, pointing.
Axel stood at the doorway, smirking. His eyes narrowed, and then he clicked his fingers. He stepped away from the door, letting in six more unknowns. Their hoods shadowed their faces, a forever dark place. Riku swallowed. He had no weapon. Nothing. And with only a dagger, how could Akiko protect herself? Riku could always cast his magic, but it would run out eventually.
“Shell! Protect!” Axel shouted, and protective shields formed over all of the unknowns. Suddenly, one of them shot tiny little ninja stars on Riku. He dodged them all, but how long could he keep it up? Akiko was tackling an unknown, but it pushed her off into a shelf.
A strangely familiar voice came to Riku. “I leave this in your hands. Take care of it well, friend. I will be looking forward to getting it back from you.” The voice embraced him like his own shield. Suddenly, something heavy appeared in his hand. When he looked down, he saw the Keyblade. “Sora,” he smiled.
His whole attention quickly came to the battle again. They were outnumbered, badly. Seven to two? All the time, Axel stood by the door with a small smirk. He enjoyed the suffering of both his own Unknowns and them as well. What kind of man was he? Mockingly, he took out the glass jar that held Akiko’s soul within it and polished it up with a corner of his coat.
While Riku was distracted by Axel’s ignorance, he had left his back completely unprotected and open—a sitting duck. One of the Unknowns had seen that and took its chance. It withdrew a large blade and went in for a direct stab. Riku had not realised until it was too late.
“RIKU!” Akiko called out. An Unknown was tackling her to the ground. She slid from underneath it like a slinky cat and pushed Riku to the side. The blade struck right through her side. With a groan of pain, she landed on the floor. All of the Unknowns stopped fighting. They stood completely still, watching with a feel of content.
Riku could feel tears forming on the brims of his eyes. She was not dead—she was going to live. The wound was not life-inflicting, but if she was left there for a few more hours, she would bleed to death. “Akiko?” he whispered, but no sound came out. His throat was completely dry. He could not speak.
“Akiko, Akiko…” he mouthed silently. It still felt as if HE had been stabbed. Akiko tried her best to sit up. She leaned against her elbow and took out the blade with the other arm.
“This…this blade…it has been dubbed with poison of a mushroom.” She winced, holding her hand tight against the wound. The blood spilled over her fingers.
Riku went on his knees, sitting right next to Akiko. His tears dropped on her cheek.
“Listen to me…Riku.” Akiko placed her hand on his face and slowly drew down it. “Get out of here.”
He had not quite heard her well. Get out? Why? He wanted to kill the Unknowns—tear off their heads and watch their blood pour around their necks. “What?”
“You and I both know that we cannot defeat them. Not even with the Keyblade.” Akiko stopped and coughed, coming out with it a small pool of blood. But despite this, she still continued to speak. “I will perform my very last duty…as your friend.”
Riku nodded. He knew what she was about to do. But he did not move.
Akiko hesitantly stood up. Blood trickled down her chin and neck; she was slightly crouching over her side wound. She yelled in a loud voice, “YOU DESTROY HAPPINESS FOR THE LAST TIME!!!” A large explosion sounded. That was it. She had did what she had to do.
Self-Destruct.
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There you go! Happy? I dont like this chapter. its sad. and its short too. do not fear, this is not the last chapter. the final chapter will presumably come tomorrow.
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HOW COULD U KILL HER?!!?!?! (even tho shes proble not dead) that stinx...*sniff* write more soon...as long as no one else that rox dies...=O[
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This was a very enjoyable read. Congratulations. I hope you become a famous writer some day.
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This is the Final Chapter.
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Chapter Five: The Special Promise
Riku slowly lifted his head from his arms. That was it. Akiko was gone. She had done self-destruct, yet, why wasn’t he dead? He couldn’t understand it! The Keyblade was in the middle of the room, dug into the ground. Next to it was Akiko’s little dagger. The Unknown coats lay around everywhere, flat on the floor. Whatever had been inside it was…gone. And Akiko was no where to be seen.
Riku pressed his fists to his temples. No! He would not believe it! Akiko couldn’t possibly be dead! He wanted to show her so much—his new friends, the raft, how much Destiny Island had changed since the day she was taken away—everything.
Floating around the room was a heart. It shone with a certain kind of heavenly light. It was transparent, and it left behind a sparkling trail of stars. Riku understood now.
He looked inside all of the Unknown coats until he found the glass jar that held in Akiko’s soul. But this time, it opened up easily. The floating heart made its way into the container until it was safe next to the pyrefly-like soul. Akiko’s heart and Akiko’s soul—they were together again.
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A boy stood at the entrance of Rising Falls, probably at the age of sixteen or seventeen. He had on a large black trenchcoat with a long zipper. His pants were black; they looked too big for him too. They were long enough to cover his blue black sneakers underneath. He had uneven ice blue hair and slanted light sea green eyes. His pale skin did not quite match to the place he had grown up in—Destiny Island, a little paradise of playing children and laughter. The wound on his brow was partly healed. In his hands he held a crystallized container, inside it what looked like a heart and a pyrefly.
He smiled with a tilt of sadness. “In a way, I have saved you as I promised I would. I have rejoined your heart and you soul, so you can forever now live in peace. I have fulfilled the special promise.” The boy opened the lid of the jar. “Goodbye, Akiko,” he said.
The heart slowly started to rise into the sky, the pyrefly swimming around it as if they were merged. They flew high up above the clouds. And the boy in the trenchcoat stood and watched, silent, his eyes glassy. And when the heart and the soul were no more than a little speck, he still stood there.
“Goodbye, Riku.”
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Chapter Five: The Special Promise
Riku slowly lifted his head from his arms. That was it. Akiko was gone. She had done self-destruct, yet, why wasn’t he dead? He couldn’t understand it! The Keyblade was in the middle of the room, dug into the ground. Next to it was Akiko’s little dagger. The Unknown coats lay around everywhere, flat on the floor. Whatever had been inside it was…gone. And Akiko was no where to be seen.
Riku pressed his fists to his temples. No! He would not believe it! Akiko couldn’t possibly be dead! He wanted to show her so much—his new friends, the raft, how much Destiny Island had changed since the day she was taken away—everything.
Floating around the room was a heart. It shone with a certain kind of heavenly light. It was transparent, and it left behind a sparkling trail of stars. Riku understood now.
He looked inside all of the Unknown coats until he found the glass jar that held in Akiko’s soul. But this time, it opened up easily. The floating heart made its way into the container until it was safe next to the pyrefly-like soul. Akiko’s heart and Akiko’s soul—they were together again.
***
A boy stood at the entrance of Rising Falls, probably at the age of sixteen or seventeen. He had on a large black trenchcoat with a long zipper. His pants were black; they looked too big for him too. They were long enough to cover his blue black sneakers underneath. He had uneven ice blue hair and slanted light sea green eyes. His pale skin did not quite match to the place he had grown up in—Destiny Island, a little paradise of playing children and laughter. The wound on his brow was partly healed. In his hands he held a crystallized container, inside it what looked like a heart and a pyrefly.
He smiled with a tilt of sadness. “In a way, I have saved you as I promised I would. I have rejoined your heart and you soul, so you can forever now live in peace. I have fulfilled the special promise.” The boy opened the lid of the jar. “Goodbye, Akiko,” he said.
The heart slowly started to rise into the sky, the pyrefly swimming around it as if they were merged. They flew high up above the clouds. And the boy in the trenchcoat stood and watched, silent, his eyes glassy. And when the heart and the soul were no more than a little speck, he still stood there.
“Goodbye, Riku.”
that was so0o0o good i loved it "sinff" so sad
*sniffleZ..* that was...sooooo...great! *sniff* ur awesome~ lol
I loved the the ending. You made it seem like the beginning, when you first introduced Riku. A truly beautiful story. Good work.
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Thankyou very much! *bows several times* I was planning on killing Akiko in the very beginning because I designed the chapters first (just to let you know.) Anyway, another fanfiction of mine should be starting up pretty soon, but in the mean time, sayonara!
another one?!!? *WOOWOOO* par-t time! i love ur story~ and i'm sur i'll love the next. ^^;
another one? great
i like alot
*droools* I loved it *starts babbling* sorry, I do this when I see the BEST FANFIC EVER since Imprisoned by Lady Dragonnaine
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