Kingdom Heartless [Begins]

[Crystal Tears]

Kingdom Heartless
A Fantasy Style RPG(roughly based on Kingdom Hearts)
Created By Crystal Tears and Hyperness Is a Good Thing

To Steal the Heart of the Living,
To turn the living callous
When their dream came to a crashing end,
We began to appear again.
To steal the heart of the Chosen,
To create the ultimate Heartless.


[font=verdana][size=11pt]When the rift opens up to reveal the light of the Holy Spirit in the world, the chaotic hell will in turn be unleashed. Monsters only related to the underworld described in the darkest of books will be unseen, but felt. The touch of Death’s hand will grip the soul tight and rip it from the body. They too will become the fallen dreamt of only in nightmares, the creatures with the touch of pain will make them feel nothing but the sorrows of ages to come. Light will fail, and evil will prevail. All this foreseen within the Book of Promise.

However, the Book of Faith, made to balance out the Book of Promise, states that with the unity of all keys in the locks of the Gates of the Kingdom of the Heartless, the Book of Promise will be burned, and hell will be sent back behind the gate and forever sealed. Time itself will make sure that the race of innocents will thrive once again, and left alone to destroy themselves, as they will.

But without unity before the Gates of the Kingdom of Heartless.. The ones lacking souls will continue to steal, their own goal impossible but without a mind they cannot see their faulty plan. When all the souls run out they must face judgement. The Chosen will fight with all their strength, but they too, if they do not reach the gate fast enough, will become soulless. Then, and only then, will the Book of Promise finish its words, and give the sorrowers their souls and end their unceasing torment.

So goes the Legend of the Heartless...


The time is now, and we live in a depraved world, where humanity is slowly sinking down into its darkest hours. Unbeknownst to the adults, an eternity ago, probably at the dawn of time, a dark kingdom landed on our fair land, releasing hordes upon hordes of dark shadows all over the world.

However, all those aeons ago, they were noticed and stopped by a group of courageous humans, keyblade wielders, who devised a way to shut the dark castle out, to keep it from spreading more of its misery. They performed a great binding that they hoped would forever sunder the world of darkness from ours, and the Castle of the Heartless was sealed away, inaccessible to all except in their nightmares. Unfortunately, the damage had been done, and dark shades have roamed the world since then.

Throughout the ages, these creatures have been in our darkest nightmares and the deepest recesses of our imagination. Children see them, but as they grow and mature, they lose some vital element that enables them to see these spooks, and for some reason, forgot of having ever been able to see them.

These shadows brought with them a touch of death, a touch that would rip out the souls of men and women, causing them to become one of their own. They would no longer feel love, terror, joy or sorrow, and they wandered, conscienceless, doing evil deeds in a vain attempt to fill the emptiness within them.

People soon learnt how recognise these dull and empty shells, and feared them. They became the forsaken ones, Children of the Heartless, and they wandered the earth, alone and lost, but driven to evil by the hollowness that they always felt. Luckily, a cure was found soon enough for the empty shells. A young girl who knew not the meaning of fear met one, and she, out of the goodness of her heart, treated a Child of the Heartless kindly, and that person was miraculously restored to sanity and humanity. This news was soon spread as far as it could go, and where the heartless’ cold touch had been, there were people, desperately attempting to cure the ones they loved, wrestling the souls of the Children back from the dark clutches of the heartless. Some of the Children resisted and could not be called back, and when their bodies died, they too became dark spirits that haunted the world with their soulless touch.

Hence, an uneasy balance was achieved in this long, drawn out battle that has lasted for an eternity. Thus it has been, and thus it would have been until the end of time, had it not been for the opening of the rift by some of the original heartless, grown great and cunning from their long stays on earth.

The Heartless Castle, now free to release innumerable spirits upon our world began its deadly work. In our modern age, the old legends of the Heartless have been forgotten, lost in the mists of time. We ask why our society is sinking to new lows, why people kill and seem to lack all their humanity, and we allude it to negative influences of the media and violent games and we blame it on crumbling family values. We have forgotten the true reason – the Heartless.

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[font=franklin gothic medium][b]Silver

“They’re coming…”

The voice was silent to anyone trying to spy on the purple and blued haired teen, staring down at the sidewalk below, many people were walking, minding their own business, blaming the occurrence of ‘heartless’ children on the media. There was a reason, a horrible, blatantly obvious reason, but they had all forgotten, not one knew the reason of why the violence was occurring, and neither did they care…

“Shall we attack?”

The teen held out his hand, stopping the 3 yellow eyed shadow creatures beside him, they looked at him curiously, wondering what they were waiting for. His eyes were glazed over when the feeling of being eroded away, but he could still see them…

“Are you sure… They are chosen?” His voice was hollow; no emotion ran through it. “They don’t seem like chosen material.”

“They are… Great ones said they were.”

Silence, ripping the black key from the chain around his neck, he concentrated, focusing until the key morphed, growing larger until it was a menacing weapon that was ready to strike. At the same moment, the heartless teenager, and the three shadows jumped, as they were forced into droplets, the teen was going head first, air rippling around him as he held out his Keyblade, which causes a looming black smoke to encircle the figure, before he landed.

A massive shockwave erupted, the sidewalk crumbled and everyone was sent spiraling, cars were crushed, and twisted, while streetlights and poles bent. But he was fine, his eyes flickering with silver as they focused on the two in front of him. Both had toppled over, but the boy was quickly rising to his feet.

“Who are you?” He snarled. What the teenager presumed was his girlfriend stood up.

“Silver.”

Silver, cold, and emotionless, he was on a mission, and he wasn’t about to fail. The three creatures soon rippled forth from the ground, and attacked, causing the man to stumble back into a dark alleyway. Watching for a few seconds, Silver turned back to the girl.

“Oh… Oh god…” She trembled, backing away from Silver as he neared. “Please don’t kill me.”

“Your begging really does nothing for you.” He hissed in returned, but was soon struck in the back. Silver almost toppled, but quickly swerved around, shoving the girl into the brick wall. It was that stupid boy again; Silver remained emotionless, striking the blade of the weapon into the ground. Five more shadows came, and hastily attacked, driving the boy back again.

He turned, but the girl was halfway down the street, quickly he pursued, until he had fallowed her all the way into a shop. He gazed threw the glass panel that separated him from the inside, it was dark; she had obviously turned off all the lights. Silver was just beginning to feel annoyance, striking the glass with his Keyblade, the panel shattered.

Whispers of ‘Oh god help me’ were faint, his ears could barely pick them up, but slowly he neared, the whispers becoming louder and louder, until there was silence. He was very close, but he hadn’t the time to search, instead, he turned, with a devilish elegance he stepped out of the back room, but didn’t exactly leave.

“If you will not perish to my blade…” Silver quickly flicked open a lighter, the small flame captured his attention for one minute. “Then you will burn.” He carefully, lit a couple of fabrics, the flames quickly grew large, and as he kicked over one of the flaming stands, they only grew larger. “Good bye.”

Closing the door, and locking it. He felt fists wham up against the doors frame. She had come out of hiding, but now it was too late. He looked at the ground for a moment, before pulling another stand in front of the door.

“You death is meaningful.” Silver whispered to the trapped girl. “Even if you don’t understand why.”

Stepping away from the burning coffin, Silver began to walk. Wondering where were the police when he was unleashing chaos? Knowing his masters, they were probably busy holding them back, as he did his job.

“YOU!”

The voice sound like they owner had been driven mad. Silver looked up, seeing the same black haired man with blue eyes looking extremely distraught.

“Me.” Silver answered, easily side stepping the distraught man’s attempts to hit him with a shovel.

“What have you done with Dawn?”

“Was that her name?” Silver questioned, bringing his Keyblade up to block the shovel. “She’s dead.”

There was a silence, he seemed like he was taking it in. He shook his head, pressing harder on the halted shovel. “It’s not true!”

“And what is your name? So I can remember it.” Silver questioned, pushing the shovel boy easily off. “I’ll be sure to visit both your graves to pay my respects.”

“It’s Gavin!” The boy shouted. “And like hell are you going to be visiting OUR graves!” He attacked, swinging the shovel as fast as he could, but Silver easily stopped it.

“It aches doesn’t it?” Silver questioned. “You heart I mean. I wonder if I really want one.” And with that, Silver flicked his blade, cutting the shovel in two halves. Gavin dropped them, realizing that would be cutting it two close.

“You… She’s not dead!”

“Maybe not right now.” Silver said, slapping Gavin with the blade and knocking him to the side, so he was on his knees. “But you are.”

“Silver!”

A new Keyblade crossed Silver’s his face was from emotionless to anger, he leaped back as a new stood in front of him. It was her, the girl with the long black hair that had silver tips. She was pretty, no doubt about it, was that what made Silver hesitate.

“Leave them alone Silver!”

Silver didn’t reply, only poised to strike.

“Silver! Where is the girl?”

She was demanding; Silver felt like he knew her, as the other boy rose to his feet.

“Where!” Gavin demanded.

“Shut up!” The girl hissed. “If you talk he won’t listen.” She lowered her Keyblade, and Gavin was looking at her like she was insane. “Where?”

“Shop.” Silver answered, regrettably. The boy turned tail, sprinting down the street, Silver was tempted to fallow, but he was focusing on the girl. “Go away.”

“Silver.”

“You don’t know me.” Silver hissed, bringing the blade of his weapon to her neck. “So stop interfering.” He leapt, easily bounding up to the second story windowsill, watching silently from above.

Why do you have such a hold on me?

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[color=orange][font=franklin gothic medium][b]
Right, I need to explain something about getting your keyblades. You get them in DIRE needs, thats when they first appear, from there you character can learn to wield it.
Another thing, NO ONE already has their keyblades cept me, and Hyper. Actually no one other then us even knows they exist. So yeah, thats clarified. Have fun!

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Kimi Michiko Gin ~ F waiting for the world to fall

As she gazed up at Silver, Kimi felt her heart give a sudden lurch within her, but she ignored it. Now was not the time to get all emotional and weepy. The empty look in his eyes was almost too painful to bear, especially for her, she who had seen his eyes meet hers with so many different emotions…once.

It seemed that she still had some control over him, precious little, but it would do for now. Even though his memories had been sealed, he still remembered her at a base, almost subconscious level. She guessed that she ought to feel happy at that.

She wanted to call out to him, and get him to come back, but what good would it be? She wasn’t sure if she could restore him to himself, and it brought her great grief to see him this way.

Emotions warring within her, she just fixed her eyes on Silver. He looked as if he was going to flee away but something of what she felt must have shown in her face, for he hesitated.

“Who are you?!” he asked her, his voice a low, menacing whisper. Even though they weren’t that close together and the wind snatched most of his words away, she could still hear him clearly.

“Even if I told you, my name would be meaningless to you,” she replied. He had forgotten her, forgotten everything…

“Your name.” His voice was quiet, and all the more deadly. That part of him hadn’t changed – Silver was never one to scream and rant much, in fact the quieter he got, the angrier he was.

“Will you kill me?” she asked, meeting his gaze with her own, her tone without fear. “Can you kill me?” She mocked him on purpose, for a reason she herself did not know.

Without speaking further, he leapt down, his keyblade poised to attack, and he was about to slash her head open. She did not move. She would rather die by his hand than live on, forgotten by him. However, he stopped suddenly and leapt away. He had come so close that she had felt a slight touch of the cold keyblade on her head.

“Who are you?” he asked again, and this time, there was a slight hint of despair in his tone. “Why can’t I kill you?”

“My name is Kimi,” she replied, and she watched him, hoping for some flicker of recognition in his eyes, to show that at least he remembered her name, but all her hopes came to naught. Silver’s eyes, the colour of his name, remained cold and empty…heartless.

“I…do not know you,” he said, but there was just a hint of hesitation in his tone that gave her hope.
“You did once,” she said, her amber gaze softening as pain threatened to engulf her. She took a few steps forward towards him.An eternity ago…a happier time, you knew me, knew me better than I knew myself. Bitter, bitter thoughts. She brushed them aside, willing the memories to stop clamouring in her head, for it was in the present in which she lived, not that past. Thing stood as they were now, no matter how much she wanted them to change.

“You killed them didn’t you?” she said, her tone sad. The distance between them was halfed, and he gazed at her warily as she continued to move closer.

Though he was surprised at her sudden change of topic, Silver did not relax from his defensive pose. For some reason, though he could not remember who she was, he sensed that she was dangerous. She handled her keyblade with the easy competence of an experienced fighter, but it was her strange emotional hold on him that he feared and could not fathom. “You speak of the Chosen Ones. Yes, I killed them.”

“You destroyed the Key Wielders, and now, a new generation must arise to fight face the Heartless as they always had since the dawn of time. Though you kill the Chosen Ones, they will rise again” She paused and took a deep breath. “I was of the earlier wave of Keybladers, but you failed to kill me.” That had been two years ago, when all her companions had been brutally murdered. She did not mention why he had not been able to find her – she had hidden herself from him, for at that time, she could not bear to meet him as a Child of the Heartless. It was that accursed day when they both unwittingly took separate paths to different destinies… Had they been fated to become enemies?

“I failed to kill you then, but I will not fail now.” She was now so close to him that all he had to do was to lift his keyblade and slice her throat, as he had done to many other Chosen Ones. Something, some unknown part within him continued to still his hand.

Bitterly, Silver realised that he would not be able to harm her, at least not for now, not until he had sought out that treacherous part within him and destroyed it.

She reached out a hand tentatively, and she touched his upper arm. He would have shaken her off, knocked her back and ran off had it not been for two words from her, “Don’t go…”

They were said in such heartbreaking tones that even he, a Heartless, felt…compelled to stay. He tolerated her touch and their gazes, one almost hostile, the other almost pleading, remained locked, oblivious to all that was happening around them.

[Samchu]

yay! we're off!

Gavin
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I bolted down the street, not daring to look back at the purple-haired stranger who had suddenly attacked us. Who had – possibly – killed…I shook my head violently, banishing the thought from my mind. She had to be alive, she just had to be! I had lost so much already. I would not lose this!

I looked up, seeing the thick smoke looming over the rooftops. My heart hung heavy with the weight of a thousand stones. What would I find down the next street? Where were the police? The firemen!? Shouldn’t somebody be doing something to stop this!?

I charged round the corner, tumbling slightly as my foot slid off the pavement and crashed into the road below. My ankle throbbed, a sprain maybe, I blocked it out. Dawn was alive in there. That was the only thing I had to concern myself with. Outside a crowd had formed, curious and shaken. The huddled round the flaming building just out of reach from the flames that licked out the shattered window towards them. All of them ignorant of the young girl trapped inside.

I paid no attention to them as I leapt in the raging inferno. Instantly I felt the scorching heat of the flames upon my skin. I shielded my face with a bare arm as a faux coat erupted into flames. I winced at the searing pain of the burn and the smell of burnt flesh. I prayed that it was worth it.

“Dawn!” Flaming wood fell from the ceiling, burning my chest. “DAWN!” I didn’t dare hide the desperation in my voice. There were things more important than hiding how I felt at that moment. “DAWN! Dammit where the hell are you!?” I shoved aside the remains of a row of coat racks and at last my eyes feel upon her. Dead silent, unconscious, slumped back against the door to the back room. But still alive. I knew it in my heart she was still alive.

I took her in my arms, carefully cradling her head against my shoulder. Getting out was going to be much harder than getting in. I had to worry about Dawn’s safety now. There was no safety route, no clear path through the blazing fires that ravaged the humbled store. I had no choice. It was straight through, or not through. The latter wasn’t option.

I scooped a thick coat from the floor, blowing out the embers that had fallen on to the rim. I draped it over her helpless frame. It wasn’t much but hopefully it was enough to get her out unscathed. Pausing for the briefest of moments to check my route, I ran. Straight through the flames, head on, do or die. The searing pain hit me instantly. The flames tore at my flesh, burning the skin, but I stayed vigilant. I had to get Dawn out of there.

I burst out the shattered window leaving the flames roaring behind me. I landed uneasy, scraping my knees on the hard pavement but managing to keep Dawn steady. I tried my hardest to block out the pain of my injuries as I lowered Dawn to the ground. One of the onlookers finally did something worthwhile, handing me a wet sponge given to him by the firefighters that I had finally arrive to tackle the blaze.

My heart held steady and my breath froze as I dabbed the soaking sponge on to Dawn’s face, letting the cold droplets trickle down her paled face. My head reeled the same words over and over: please wake up, please wake up, please wake up…

She coughed violently, forcing her body to shake unnaturally. Unable to contain my happiness, I swept her up in my arms and hugged her tightly. I thanked every star in heaven when she opened her eyes that day.

“…Gavin?”

I loosened my hold on her so that she could slip back into my arms and I could see her face. “Yeah…how ya feeling?”

“Tired…what happened?”

I shook my head, dispelling her worries. “It doesn’t matter now. You’re ok, that’s what’s important.”

I watched her eyes dart across me, taking in everything that had changed. “You’re all burned up.”

I just smirked and shrugged. “It happens, I’ll be fine,” I assured her.

“What happened to that guy?”

“I dunno. This odd looking girl showed up. I should probably thank her. If she hadn’t shown up, we’d both be dead right now.”

She nodded, “good idea.”

I helped her carefully to her feet. “Stay alert okay? We need to keep our eyes out in case that kid’s still about. I’m happy dodging death just the once thank you.” We looked about at the crowd that had continued to form around us. Personally I just wanted to get the hell away from there before a bunch of medics showed up and started prodding about. I probably looked a right state jumping in and out of that burning building.

“Are we going?”

I snapped back to reality and nodded to Dawn. “Yeah; I’ve seen enough of this place.”

[Mystic_clown]

Sorrow
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He watched everything. Standing atop of the roof of one of the nearby buildings, the white haired teen watched this turn of events. He had watched that heartless chase the girl into the shop, and then set it alight. He had simply left that girl to burn.

Any decent human being would have come to her aid, but Sorrow felt it was not his place to interfere. He felt that all he could do was sit back and moarn her passing. Tears rolled down his face as the flames rose higher.

"Dawn!"

Sorrow was surprised to see another come onto the scene, a black haired young man. He tore his way into the burning building, trying to get to her.

It seems I have two deaths to moarn now.

He was wrong. The boy reappeared, carrying the young woman with him. A small crowd seemed to gather around the blazing spectacle. sorrow eventaully lost the pair in the crowd.

I was wrong. I will have to wait for another time to moarn them.

Silently, the black clad youth turned and dissappeared from site.

Sorry for the shortness.

[EVme15]

Sheena Misagura

I watched the building burn with almost a feeling of regret. I could not do anything here; I had no right to stay. Yet here I was, drawn to the blaze with the same horrible fascination as everyone around me. We all could do nothing, yet watched all the same. It was possible that the firemen had arrived already and could not make it through the crowd to combat the fire. All I did was stare as the firemen finally pushed through around me.

That boy... the one who had gone into the blaze, and had come out with the girl... I envied him, in a small way. Even if I had known there was someone inside, I probably would not have gone in. He must be very strong, very brave...

“Or very stupid...” I found myself muttering, forcing out what could have been a chuckle. I couldn’t watch this train wreck any more. People around me started drifting off, murmuring amongst themselves. So I took as my cue to leave as well, continuing on the walk I had been taking when the commotion began.

Had this world really become such a despicable place? Arson in broad daylight, and trapping a person inside, no less. What had happened that made people become like this? How few were the people like that man who could rush into danger, not even thinking of himself? I couldn’t even do that...

I found my attention drawn upwards, on top of a nearby building. Nothing. Maybe it was a bird, or perhaps I’d imagined it. I’d been under stress lately, and had recently started seeing things. My parents keep telling me to take it easy...

I paused in the road, my gaze drawn to two figures standing a short ways away. A boy and a girl. The girl had her hand on the boy’s arm, and I realized with a start I probably should leave them alone. They were probably having a private moment between them; the girl looked as if she were about to cry. I couldn’t see the boy’s face, he was turned away from me. For some reason, I couldn’t stop myself from staring. It felt like I was missing something obvious here...

[ChobiChibi]

~Dawn~

“Your death is meaningful.” The purple haired guy whispered to her. She stopped fighting with the door to listen to his faint whisper, her ear against the keyhole. “Even if you don’t understand why.”

She listened to his footsteps as he left the shop after moving something against the door. She returned to her full height and continued to try and break down the door. “Wait!” She called. She was too late; he had already gone. She didn’t understand what he meant. She had to know why her life was so important to someone that he wanted her dead.

Thumping the door with her fists wasn’t going to get her anywhere. She needed more force than that. She took a few steps backwards, avoiding the bonfire of fabrics. She took a deep breath to prepare herself, only to choke on the smoke filled air. After steadying her breathing, she ran at the door and planted her shoulder in the old wood. She felt it give way slightly as dust from the ceiling snowed on her head. Smoke rushed towards the small crack in the door and tears ran down her cheeks as it stung her eyes.

“One more time…” She muttered. “Just once more. I can’t die, not today. I promised I’d help Gavin…”

Again, she stepped back from the door and ran at it, this time crashing through. She was greeted by another blaze, flaring up at her as she tried to step into the front of the shop. The flames forced her backwards causing her to trip over a stray piece of wood that had fallen from the ceiling.

She landed with a thump on the floor. She continued to cough and splutter, causing her chest to become very tight. She slumped back against the door.

“I’ll rest… Just for a little while… And then… And then I’ll…” She reassured herself breathlessly, her consciousness slipping away. “And then-”

“Dawn!”

Gavin! Her thoughts called out to him. She knew he was still calling her, she could hear him faintly. She fell unconscious, knowing that someone in the world cared enough to save her.
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Cold… Her first thought as she began to regain consciousness. The sensation of water trickling down her face was the most refreshing it had ever been in her life. She felt the cold, hard concrete beneath her and the sponge on her forehead. Her body was desperate for oxygen. I have to breathe…

Violent coughing and uncontrollable shaking followed her gasp for air. Her eyes opened suddenly, her vision blurred from the change in light.

She was alive.

Her eyes closed again as she was swept off the floor into someone’s warm arms. She knew, at least she hoped, it was Gavin. He held her close, something he rarely did. She felt safe as she always did with him.

“… Gavin?”

A tiny part of her regretted speaking because he tilted her away from him so he could see her face. “Yeah… how ya feeling?”

She could have told him that she was fine but she didn’t want to lie; neither did she want him to feel sorry for her. “Tired… what happened?”

He shook his head. “It doesn’t matter now. You’re okay, that’s what’s important.”

Her eyes scanned Gavin’s body. She swallowed her tears. “You’re all burnt up…”

He shrugged. “It happens. I’ll be fine.”

“Your death is meaningful…”

“What happened to that guy?” She asked, his words echoing in her head.

“I dunno. This odd looking girl showed up. I should probably thank her. If she hadn’t shown up, we’d both be dead right now.”

She nodded. “Good idea.”

Gavin helped Dawn up and steadied her. “Stay alert okay? We need to keep our eyes out in case that kid’s still about. I’m happy dodging death just the once thank you.”

The crowd continued to watch the burning building as the flames were beginning to be tamed. She didn’t want to stay here any longer. She didn’t mind the fact that medics were probably on their way; Gavin needed his burns tended to. She was more worried about what her father would do when he arrived.

“Are we going?” She asked, her gaze occasionally darting in the direction of her house.

Gavin nodded. “Yeah; I’ve seen enough of this place.”

They turned to leave when she heard their voices. She bit her lip. “No… Not them…” She took Gavin’s hand in her own. “I’m sorry…”

“Dawn! Dawny! Thank God you’re safe!” her mother cried out to her before forcing her into a hug.

“What happened here, Dawn?” Her father questioned. “Why is my shop in flames?” His focus shifted to Gavin. “You…” His anger rose. “It was you, wasn’t it boy? You set the shop alight! Even after I allowed my daughter to see you, you betray her trust… I should have you arrested.”

“Father no!” Dawn protested, freeing herself from her mother. “Gavin saved me. A...” She paused. She didn't quite know what to describe him as. “A cultist chased me and-”

“Cultist?” He questioned. His expression changed to a thoughtful one. “In that case, Dawn, you’re going home. I’m not having you out on the streets.”

He began to lead her away, her mother on the other side of her. Dawn turned around quickly. Gavin’s face remained emotionless, but she could tell that he was hurt by her father’s accusations. “I’ll come and see you later! I promise!” She called to him.

She hated this. The way that her parents had such a firm control over her life. She was the rich man’s eldest daughter; the one who was courted around by another rich man’s eldest son who was hoping to get in the business. They expected her to be married to one of the snobs by the time she was eighteen whether or not she was in love with them. She didn’t even know what love really was. If only she could escape this damnable fate…

[Samchu]

Gavin
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I could do nothing but watch her go. What choice did I have? She had been born in to a world that could not be much more different from my own. I hadn't the right to interfere to their affairs. Besides, keeping to the strict wishes of her parents was the only way that I could continue to see Dawn and without her...I was worth nothing. I had nothing worthwhile in my life. I had the farm - sure I had my scrap of land in the wilderness but it meant nothing. It barely provided us enough food as it was and I had to sell most of the crops just to be able to grow the next batch. There was no future for me in anything.

I found myself walking, eager to get away from the ruckus of the upper class street. Times like these, I often found myself dwelling upon my own pathetic existence and always I would find myself arguing with the deep shadows of my mind. I loved Dawn. More than a friend or a sister, I loved her deeply but...who was I to feel such a way about her? I had nothing to offer her. I wasn't one of those fancy pretty boys who pranced about flashing their money under the nose of any tight-arsed shop assistant they happened to come across. I barely held my own existence! I'd sometimes wondered why Dawn kept company with me. Perhaps, by some fortune, she actually liked me; perhaps she was just too kind for her own good; or, perhaps, she pitied me.

I grimaced. It was the most bitter twisted of my thoughts. I had no place for pity. I had suffered hardships but I did not want someone's pity, their charity. What I had might of been little more than nothing - but it was mine.

In a sudden change of heart, I decided not to seek out the girl who had saved me earlier from such an untimely end. It was not something that I wished to be involved in. No. I would return to where I belonged. Back to my squat outside the city alongside my scrap of land. I managed to make it all the way home before realising I had lost my shovel. I'd bought it earlier to get some weeding done but that boy had snapped in it half with that..."What the hell was it?" I voiced allowed, scanning the image over in my mind. I had never laid eyes on such a spectacle before and never had I come across something that could slice a shovel in two so easily. When I thought about how close he had come to -

I froze to shake the thoughts from my head. It was best not to dwell on such things as that. I headed inside and gathered a few things together so that I could begin work on the farm. Dawn was supposed to help me out but I needed something to distract my mind from events that might have been. Unfortunately, it just drew me on to thoughts of my brother.

Aaron had gone missing six days ago. In the months before he had been turned into something...empty. I had tried in vain to find a cure for his strange behaviour, there were even rumours in the city that enough love and attention could reverse the curse upon him. I don't know how, but some way I managed to get it wrong. Then he was gone. I thought about searching for him but how could I? Everything I had was tied up in this farm. If I went looking for Aaron and found him, what was there for us to come back to?

I worked for what felt like hours. Digging, weeding, planting, watering, all the usual crap one has to do on these things. I was just trying to pass time until Dawn arrived but as the day wore on I began to doubt that she was going to make it. Some things were beyond even her promises.

Finally I made a serious decision. If she couldn't come to me, then I would go to her. It was something I hadn't had to do for a while. For the past few months or so our friendship had been approved by her parents, this little piece of acrobatics hadn't been needed since our relationship was 'forbidden'. It was simple enough. Scale the wall behind the and creep the rooftops - without being caught obviously. Slip onto the tree beside her house, tiptoe the outstretched branch and finally, make a fly or die leap for her balcony. After all ,if Dawn was at home she was going to be in her room.

I made it safely enough. I'd done it more than enough times in the past to make up for the gap. Sure enough, there she was, hunched over a desk scribbling in some little book. I think she was meant to be studying some educational crap but I was sure she was writing in this journal thing she kept instead. I didn't really know much about it but when she was teaching me and Aaron to read two summers ago that book always came with her. She wouldn't let me look in it though.

I rapped on the window with my knuckles, watching her jump slightly in her seat. A look of amused shock crossed her face for a moment before she unlocked the windows and let me in.

"I got the feeling you weren't going to make it today," I said lightly. Chances were all the family attention hadn't put her in the best of moods.

"My father's convinced the city isn't safe for me. He expects me to marry some rich brat soon but is too scared to let me go to the shops on my own," she sounded irritated alright.

I shrugged slightly and offered a warm smile. "Relax, I'll be your escort. I saved you from the fire didn't I? That should count for some-"

"Dawn? Are you studying in there?"

I saw Dawn's face pale slightly as her mother's voice rang through the door. "Quick, under the bed!" she ordered in a sharp whisper.

I dove under just as the door to her bedroom swung open.

"Dawny, what have I told you about leaving the window open?" I watched her feet as she crossed the room and locked them up. "Anyone could get in."

"I was warm," Dawn retorted.

"Now Dawn, I know what happened earlier must have been quite a shock to you. Your father's convinced that Gavin boy must have done something to you."

"He saved my life!" The anger in her voice rang clear as anything. I was truly honoured. "Gavin's a good guy," she added, composing herself.

"He's just not the right sort of man for you to associate with. When you were younger it was tolerable but now that you are coming of age your father and I need to find a worthy husband for you and if you keep hanging around with that boy then I'm afraid there won't be much available to you. People are starting to talk."

"I don't care," the composure held somehow but I could hear the anger in her. "They can say what they want, Gavin is my friend. He saved my life today. If I had done like my father suggested I would be dead right now. How's that for his precious marriage?"

"These things are beyond your understanding Dawn," there was a chilling authority about her mother now that scared me. "He saved you, fine, there is no denying it but you haven't room in your life for his type any longer. Reward him if you must but then you should end this."

"What if I don't want to."

"Please Dawn, don't test your father."

Dawn sat silent and her mother, aware she would get no more from her daughter, headed for the door.

"I called for Dr. Terrance to come check you over, make sure there is no serious injuries. He should arrive shortly."

The doors closed and she was gone.

I crawled out from under the bed slowly. I didn't know what to do or say to make any of this right. It was all wrong to me, sick and unjust, but Dawn was caught in the middle of it, so deep I wasn't sure I could reach her.

"Pretty sucky huh?"

She let out a stiffled laugh. "You could say that."

I walked up to her and put my hand on her shoulder in a comforting kind of way. "Do you want to get out of here?"

She pulled away from me. I didn't understand. "Gavin we can't. If we are seen together my father will..."

"I have done nothing wrong. What can he do to me?"

"He is powerful Gavin. He can have you arrested for whatever he chooses."

"But I'm not guilty of anything."

"It won't matter! He will make it so they believe you are. You have nothing Gavin and he has his own empire. Who will they believe?"

I hated to see her like this. She was in so much pain and I couldn't bare witness to it any longer. "Fine." I took her chair and propped it against the door, bolting it. Then I grabbed Dawn in my arms and threw her over my shoulder.

"Gavin! What are you doing?"

"If I have to go to prison just to be with you then so be it but if your father is gonna have me arrested then he can damn well have me arrested for something that I actually did!"

I took her outside. It was immediately obvious that I had not thought this plan through and it took a lot of careful acrobatics to get Dawn from her house to where my secret pathway began. It was there that I finally put her down.

"What have you done!? They'll arrest you!"

I shrugged. "Look, it was necessary. You don't want us to stop being friends do you?"

"No but -"

"Good. Now, I'm gonna take a look round town and see if I can find a cheap shovel to replace the one that silver-haired jerk broke earlier. Do you want to come or would you rather go home?"

[Mystic_clown]

Sorrow
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This world is one of sadness.

He walked aimlessly down the empty street as rain started to fall from the heavens. The weather didn't bother him one bit, as the rain seemed to follow him wherever he goes. He believed that whenever it rained, the great one above was crying too, and he felt he should cry along with him.

All things felt sadness in Sorrow's eyes. Even the heartless. After all, all their actions revovled around filling the emptyness within themselves. Surely they could feel misery.

He arrived at a fountain in the town square. He loved these quiet, solitary places. All he could hear was the sound of rain hitting the ground. He sat on the side of the fountain and pulled back his hood, his blue eyes gazing up at the sky.

Somewhere out there, someone has passed on, and I shall moarn for them.

He heard a sound nearby, but his eyes didn't move away from the sky. While he didn't mind people seeing him, he did however prefer to moarn in solitude.

TAG to, uh, anyone.

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

I would respond to MC’s tag, but Kimi and Silver have unfinished business. By the way, your characters should be going around, getting to know each other(build up bonds etc cos this’ll be important later), and you’ll be getting your keyblades soon, after CT puts up some stuff about the Heartless.

Kimi Michiko Gin ~ F now comes the night

This place was too open, they might see, and they might take him away. Additionally, police might come soon, and though she or Silver could deal with them easily, but why ask for trouble?

Already, she knew, his little minions were speeding back to their superiors, to report that their lead Child of the Heartless was currently with a Chosen One. Enemies by right, they should be embroiled in mortal combat, not talking.

“Come with me,” she told Silver, and, though he struggled briefly, he complied. For some reason, he could not refuse her. Some things had not changed.

She released her grip on his arm and moved forward. With a flick of her hand, her keyblade disappeared, and a thin bracelet appeared on her wrist, silver, with a little silver key flecked with gold streaks dangling down. The sight of the bracelet stirred something within Silver. He had seen that bracelet before, somewhere, somehow. Intrigued despite himself, he followed her, his face emotionless, but he was filled with turmoil inside. Who was this girl? Why did he feel compelled to obey her? Barely keeping an eye out, he followed her down a few alleyways until she came to a dirty brown door surrounded by even dirtier bricks. Using a conventional key, she unlocked the door and motioned for him to enter.

Silently, he walked in, and she could see by the set of his shoulders that he was wary, and as apprehensive as he could be.

She entered and closed the door, locking it. Meanwhile, Silver had been free to look around, and this he did, taking in his surroundings, on his guard. They were in a rather large room. It had a couch, a bed, a small kitchen, several shelves full of books and there was a door in the east wall, which led to what he presumed was the toilet. It was cosy, comfortable..and vaguely familiar to him.

“One of my hideouts,” she told him, before walking forward and seating herself down on the couch.

He remained standing, still gripping his keyblade so tightly that his knuckles were white. He had been here before. Many times.

Kimi watched Silver carefully. Judging by his reaction, he remembered this place. Though he had forgotten her, some memories remained. She didn’t know if she was cheered or depressed by this.

“Tell me who you are to me and why…” Silver could not continue his hidden thoughts. Why do you have such a hold on me?

“I was..” Kimi hesitated, unsure if she should tell him all. Taking a deep breath, and unable to resist his gripping stare, she answered, “..very close to you.” She looked away, not able to speak the full truth.

Silver studied the girl who sat before him and he blinked. No matter how hard he looked at her features, he could not recall her at all, and his memories remained silent. Was she lying? Somehow he knew that she was hiding something.

Tag CT, I don’t know what to type anymore…tired…..

[ChobiChibi]

~Dawn~

She stared up at her open window. No, she didn’t want to go back there. She didn’t want to have her every movement controlled, every action watched and, most of all, she didn’t want to have to marry a stranger.

Although she couldn’t leave just yet. She had things a few things back inside that she needed. Her journal, for one, was left open on her desk for the entire world to read. Nobody was allowed to read it; she couldn’t even allow her best friend to read it. The best friend that wanted to take her away from all the causes of her pain. But why? Why would you do such a thing for me?

“Gavin… I want to come with you…” She replied slowly.

“Why do I get the feeling there’s a but looming over that sentence?” He asked. He seemed disappointed and she hated disappointing him.

“I need to get some things from the house and tend to some other things…” She told him. He looked slightly irritated. “You have to understand that just getting up and leaving won’t help. If I do that, they’ll send a search party out for me and when they find I’m with you…” She could bear to think about it. “You know what would happen, and I don’t think I could live with myself…”

“Okay, okay…” He sighed, interrupting her. “How long do you need?”

“A couple of hours max.” Another sigh from Gavin. “I need to… No, I have to tell my Father how I really feel. He can’t stop me anymore. I’m not Daddy’s Girl, I’m myself and I can make my own decisions.”

Gavin nodded. “I’ll meet you at the front of your house.”

“No, here.” She protested. “You think I haven’t climbed down that tree before?” He laughed lightly. She smiled. “I will be back. I promise and this time I intend to keep it.”

She slipped back into the garden and climbed the tree back onto her balcony. She climbed carefully through the window, being sure not to trip on anything on the other side. She crept quietly to the other side of the room to remove the chair from the door.

“Yes, Doctor, she’s up in her room.”

Her heart pounded in her chest. She didn’t care how much noise she made now, she had to move that chair. She removed it from under the handle just as her Father opened the door.

“Good evening, Dawn. I heard you had a bit of a scare this afternoon. I’ve just come to check you over.” Dr. Terrance told her. He had been her doctor since a young age, yet he still kept his formalities. He probably feared her father’s power, just like most people did.

Dawn sat down on her bed, placing the chair close by. Her father left the room, leaving her with the doctor. He checked her over, noting that there were no injuries to the outside of her. “Hm… Your heart rate is a little high… But that’s because you just climbed in through your window…” He noticed her worried expression. “Don’t worry… I won’t tell your dad.” He smiled at her. “Well, the rest of you seems fine but you should probably take it easy for a few days.”

“Thank you…” She whispered.

He nodded; packing up is belongings before leaving. She closed her door behind him. She took her bag and packed it full of what she considered essentials. She knew she wasn’t used to living like this, but she’d have to learn. She had always tried to live simply, but being in the house and family she was in made that very difficult. She slipped her journal and a pen on top and closed the bag. She sighed. Now was the time.

She left her bag on her bed and went down stairs, taking her coat off the hook and slipping her shoes on as she went past. She stood in the doorway of the living room, waiting for her family’s response.

“Dawny… Why have you got your coat?” Her mother asked; she was confused.

“I’m leaving.” Dawn stated bluntly.

“You can’t leave! Dawn, it’s too dangerous out there! I won’t let you leave. You have to continue with your studies.” Her father protested. “You couldn’t live out there by yourself. You’ll bring our family’s reputation down with you; people are already talking about how you don’t fit in.”

“That’s my point. I don’t fit in here. I don’t know what you expect of me, but I’m not going to be what you want me to be. Everything I do not according to your plans is a mistake in your eyes and you are always disappointed, even if I’ve tried my best. You’re just smothering me with your protection because you’re afraid that I’ll get out from under your control. Guess what? You can’t control me anymore. You never worry about Will or Hannah. Will’s older than me; why do I have to walk in your shoes? Hannah is younger; why does she have more freedom than me? I’m choosing my own path from now on and it doesn’t involve you.” Dawn was ranting, something she rarely did, but today it felt particularly good.

“I always knew you would fail…” Her father said spitefully.

“Kenneth!” Her mother’s outcry was ignored by both Dawn and her father.

“But I wasn’t the only one to fail, was I? No. You failed. You failed to give me your support, something Grandpa was always trying to tell you about. So what if I fail? I know that I’m not the only one whose parents are disappointed in them.”

“Dawn, you’re making a big mistake here…” Her mother commented.

“See? Another mistake. I don’t care. I’d rather live modestly than be stuck here with a bunch of rich snobs.”

“This isn’t about you, is it?” Her father cut in. “Gavin put you up to this. I always knew that boy-”

“No!” She yelled. “Don’t you get it? I can make my own decisions. I have a mind of my own. I can’t believe you two… Really, I can’t.”

She left calmly, avoiding storming up the stairs like the spoilt brat she was supposed to be. She found her brother and sister stood in the doorway to her room.

“Wow…” Will commented. “I never thought anybody would have the courage to put him in his place…”

“You’re so brave…” Hannah added in a whisper.

Dawn realised that there would be something she would miss about her home. Other than Gavin, they had been the closest people to her.

“Thanks Will…” She smiled weakly at him, fighting back her tears. “And I’m sorry, Hannah… I guess you’ll be courted around now by power hungry men…”

She hugged them both before picking up her bag and climbing out of her window. It was raining, just as before, but the sun had set. She slipped through the fence into the back alleys where Gavin was waiting for her.

“I heard yelling…” He said quietly, wondering whether to avoid the subject.

“I had to have my say…” She replied; her voice strained from trying to remain the same confident girl she had been inside. “Even if they still think I’ll fail…” The tears rolled down her cheek. Gavin wiped them away with his caring hands and pulled her gently into a hug where Dawn continued to cry into his shoulder.

Will and Hannah observed from Dawn’s window.

“He knows he loves her…” Hannah whispered to her brother.

“She doesn’t realise it…” Will whispered to his sister. “But she loves him too.”

[EVme15]

I'll take the tag! ^^
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Sheena Misagura

The two left, and I suddenly felt ashamed. What right did I have to watch them? I shouldn't have tried to butt in on their personal lives...

Where had I been going again?

There had been quite a few distractions today. My parents had sent me out on an errand, the money was still there in my pocket. However, I couldn't remember what I was supposed to pick up for them. Oh, well. If I didn't remember, it probably didn't matter that much anyway. I'd just take a normal walk today.

"Oh... rain..." I looked up to the sky, feeling a cool drop on my cheek. For some reason, I wasn't compelled to run home. Probably something to do with that errand. I didn't like getting yelled at...

So I continued walking, feeling the droplets slide down my shoulders. No one looked my way, hurrying off to their destinations, getting out of the sudden shower. It didn't matter. This solitude felt almost peaceful, as if the rain had come to wash away the troubles I'd been having. No more fires, no more spying, no more getting yelled at, no nothing. Just a walk in the rain. It felt... nice.

Glancing forwards, I found myself in the town square. My eyes wandered to the fountain, which seemed close to overflowing. That's when I noticed the figure sitting, alone. At first I didn't want to disturb him; if he was here alone, he probably wanted to be. There was no other real point to staying in the rain. But something about him drew me closer. Was he... crying?

"Are you alright?"

My voice was soft, and I wasn't even sure if he had heard me over the rain. He only stared up at the sky, his blue eyes looking more like a color found above than on someone's face. His white hair was also strange to me. Maybe it was the curiousity that caused me to sit next to him. It was then that I noticed his cloak had a hood, and somehow feeling I had to break the silence between us, I pointed this out.

"Don't you mind getting wet?" I regretted speaking the moment the words passed my lips. I felt for sure he'd ignore me again; but instead, he turned slightly towards me, eyes still trained on the sky, and spoke.

"No. Don't you?"

"No... not right now... I guess..."

We sat in silence for a few moments, and the rain picked up slightly. I felt my clothes soaked through, but I didn't really care. What was the use of caring, anyway?

"Do you care for them?"

"Huh?" The question caught me off-guard amid my thoughts. "I... what?"

"There are so many in this world who are in pain... There are so many who feel emptiness... I care for them, all of them... They are all so sad..."

For the first time he looked at me, and I realized that he had been crying. Crying for what? Others? I couldn't quite figure it out. Who was this person?

"My name's Sheena." Now why had I said that?

"Sorrow." He turned back to the raining sky, missing my breif look of confusion. "My name is Sorrow."

[Erandi Brazul]

Hey hey, I got accepted! Right on...

Keyblade’s Stats

Strength:3
Block:5
Weight:5
Magic:2 (cuz EVERYONE seems to want magic at 5...)
Break Point: (Do not put points in this)

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Name: Milo Tisevich
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Appearance: Milo is a short, thin boy standing at 4'9" and 129 pounds with blonde hair and bright green eyes. His hair is generally spiked in a crazy fashion, with no sense of direction, and it seems to change everyday. He is usually seen wearing some sort of bright clothing, usually with long sleeves and bell-bottom pants. And no, his shoes aren't hiding his socks: He just doesn't wear any.

Personality: Almost the exact opposite of Sorrow, he is always seen with a smile and in high spirits. Even with the latest problems the world seems to be facing, Milo always tries to see the good side of things, and places hope and joy in others. Alway's seeking adventure, he is diligent towards his companions and friends, and tries very hard to be sure his friends aren't hurt or saddened. He can, at times, become overzealous in his actions, however, and can make rash decisions. If he were to get angry at someone, his main priority would be to hit them, and continue hitting them until they either left or stopped moving. His parents are looking into this little issue...

Relationship: Completely open!

History: Milo's family began simple enough: A decent apartment in a fair city, both parents working while Milo and his sister went to school...every day seemed to be rather monotonous. His life wasn't exactly going no where, he had decided, but he knew that more excitement was needed. He's always had that sense of wanting more out of life, and it was because of this desire to see the world that he grew amongst some of the most colorful of friends. A few friends, however, were so off-base that Milo recieved the unfortunate chance of watching them turn into Heartless. They had found what appeared to be a sword, and the three kids had rushed to grab it. Milo didn't make it, and his friend grabbed it first. It was Silver's sword, and instantly turned his friend into a Heartless. Milo's second friend grabbed the sword, hoping to perhaps break the spell. Once again, Silver's trap worked, and captured the other human. Milo, freaking out, tore out of the situation, never looking back. Since then, he hasn't really thought about that day, nor does he know what actually happened. What he does know, is that if he ever sees that sword again, he'll know what it does, and the owner will PAY for his friends enslavement...

Other: *prays that he can rift to the Heartless RPG...*

Keyblade Appearance: An interesting blend of black, red, and green. The blade is wide at the bottom and shrinks near the top, as usual for a blade. The blade is black, with red and green lines tracing all around the blade to the top in crazy designs, making the blade much wider. The handle is similar: Black hilt, leather-bound for grip, with the green and red lines surrounding the handle. The hilt is slightly longer than usual, allowing for two hands to grip it. The teeth of the keyblade have yet to be discovered...
NOTE: The lines are similar to the Ultima Keyblade, if you are confused, except that they merely swirl completely around the blade to the top, if that makes sense.

Milo
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"What the heck happened here?"
"I dunno. Rumor is someone set the place on fire."

Milo Tisevich's eyes widened when he was told this information. "No way!" he exclaimed, "I liked this shop! Where was the police? Was anyone hurt?" His heart pounded in his chest as horrible images flashed wildly through his head.
"Whoa, whoa little fella," the gentleman he was talking to placed his hands on the anxious kid, trying to settle him down. "Nobody got hurt. Can't say anything about where the police were, but don't worry, nobody got stuck in there."

The building was smoldering in ashes, most of the structure completely torn down by the fire department. That was something the city prided itself on: Fast delivery from the fire brigade and police squadron.

So why did they show up so late?

Though he had missed the fire, Milo still enjoyed watching the fire crew work diligently at tearing down the shop. Anything of value was already pillaged by the earlier crowds, or burned to the ground with the building, but he didn't mind; it wasn't like he was there to steal anything. He had spent the day playing Dance Dance Revolution with some of his friends--he was terrible at that game--and had thought he was too tired to do anything more except go home, until he saw the rubble.

It was unlike Milo to freak out in that sort of situation; typically he would find the best scenario and believe in it. But his body was tired, and he wasn't thinking straight today. He definitely needed rest.

The rain that began to drip from the skies was a comfort to him, even though it was cold. It distracted his mind from the mess in front of him, and reminded him that he needed to go home to sleep. He turned and began heading to the southern side of town, near the suburban area of the city.

He found himself eventually skipping past the fountain, spotting the two figures sitting down.
"You guys shouldn't look so down!" he shouted out to them, and waved his arm above his head,chuckling and smiling a huge smile, and then continued to skip away, now beginning to hum a little tune.

I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, deedly-dee, there they are, standing in a row, Bum Bum Bum...

Soon the rain began to increase it's torrent, yet the wind stayed calm for unexplained reasons. So much for my life-long dream as a weather forcaster, he joked to himself, and continued to prance. His heart was light, his mood jovial when he entered the richer side of town. He didn't know many rich people, he admitted, but it wasn't like he disliked them; he just found that the more interesting people usually come from a non-wealthy background.

Which was why it was surprising for him to see Dawn and Gavin, clasped in each others arms while Dawn wept. His body slowed when he saw the two of them, just down the road, and it wasn't until he came closer and wiped his blonde hair from his eyes--the gel was soaked down, which was nasty--that he could fully tell who the two were. He knew Dawn from school, granted he was never in the same class as her. He didn't know Gavin, however, and by the looks of him, he didn't look well off. And...were those burn marks on his face?

Gavin had turned his head around upon hearing him, and Milo gave a slight wave.
"If it helps any," Milo said quietly, looking at the weeping girl, "I don't really know if you're crying or not, since it's raining." He shrugged, and tried a soft smile. "And you can pet me if you want too," he added briefly, "people seem to like that for some reason. It's 'cuz I'm short, methinks."

[Crystal Tears]

[color=#cccccc][font=franklin gothic medium][b]Silver

"Do I look like an idiot to you... Kimi?" Silver questioned, circling her.

"No..."

Silver sighed. "Then why do you persist on lying to me?" There was annoyance in Silver's voice, causing Kimi to be on the edge. "If you want to follow me, then fine, but do not think that this relationship you claim we once had will stop me from destroying the other wielders."

Silver left, closely fallowed by his... Companion, he scanned the streets. Grumbling, he crashed his keyblade into the cement.

As people began to run away, smoke began to emit from the rippling ground, and soon, a smoke cloud, vaguely resembling some sort of deformed griffin appeared, as well as 15 shadows. They all looked at Kimi, ready to strike.

"You will not harm her." Silver hissed, pointing his keyblade to the Griffin. "I want you all to find the new chosen, and watch them. Keep your distance, and do not engage." Silver kept his eyes locked on the smoke cloud. "You however... You will go to the wielders Dawn's house." Silver smirked, "take a shadow with you..."

"Which do you want?"

"Either the father or the brother." Silver answered. The Griffin bowed. "And the rest?"

"They're meaningless." Silver paused. "Burn the house, the great ones could care less if they survive or not."

They vanished. Both Heartless began to bend, and the ground rippled once again, and they fell into it. Vanishing from sight. Kimi attempted to follow, but Silver grabbed her arm.

"I let you live." Silver snarled. "If you dare follow them, I will kill you."

Silver walked in another direction, Kimi followed close behind. "Where are you going?"

"To find Dawn."

"She's probably dead."

"No. She isn't."

Kimi pulled on his arm, Silver stopped, locking eyes once again with the girl who knew he didn't know, but felt like he did.

"How do you know?"

Silver tugged his arm away. "Because a little shadow told me." Silver answered, marching off with Kimi following.

"Why is Dawn so frickin important?"

"She really isn't." Silver answered, following the shadow that was slinking along the wall, leading them the way. "But she is important for my plan to work. In which case." Silver turned to Kimi, he watched with not a signal emotion in his face as a Shadow jumping onto Kimi's shoulder and then disappeared. "If you try to fault my plan to otherwise crush her, that shadow will go into your body, and make you die a horrible, painful death."

With that, Silver, and Kimi walked down the street, closing in on Dawn, and Gavin, who had wander a bit away from Dawn's old home....

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Welcome to the RPG Erandi.

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Kimi Michiko Gin ~ F distressed

[color=#cc99cc]She felt the cold shadow moving. She wasn’t sure where it was, but it was near. Would she be able to strike it with her keyblade before it entered her?

Silver’s smart, she thought to herself, a little bit bitterly, but she had always known that. She wasn’t surprised. He couldn’t kill her, so he had ordered one of his minions to. She wondered wistfully if he would let her die.

He strode on ahead, with not a glance backwards and she walked faster, matching her pace with his. Suddenly, he stopped, and she almost bumped into him. With a contemptuous gesture of his hand, he waved hundreds of dark shadows forward.

Kimi gasped, and almost reached for her keyblade, but she remembered the dark shadow, and that stilled her hand. She watched helplessly as the black shadows surrounded Dawn, Gavin and a new guy she didn’t know. Dawn… her mind screamed. She’s a Chosen One! You have to protect her! She fought down that urge, almost screaming in her frustration. Could she just stand by to watch another one murdered just like that, before reaching her full potential or power?

Dawn stared at the multitude of Heartless, her mouth a round O of shock. Kimi hoped that now when she was in danger, she would gain her keyblade, and fight, but her hopes came to naught when Gavin pushed Dawn behind him and stood ready to fend off the heartless, with only his bare hands.

The dark shadows grabbed Dawn and pushed her down to the ground, with her shrieking and protesting violently. Her other companion, the shorter boy, looked up to see Silver and Kimi, and he hissed.

“YOU?!” he said with pure vehemence, the hatred in his voice clear. Kimi noticed that he glared first at Silver’s keyblade and then at Silver. “You….” Without completing his sentence, he leapt forward, his fingers curled claw-like, as if he wanted to gouge Silver’s eyes out.

Kimi watched as the Heartless leapt on him too and held him back, as the small boy bellowed his rage.

Ignoring the boy, Silver turned his attention to Gavin, who was glaring at him defiantly. “Release Dawn and the boy,” Gavin said, his voice low with anger.

Silver smirked and he swung his keyblade to face Gavin. “Only if you face me first,” he told him.

Gavin suddenly focused on Kimi. “I thought you were on OUR side!”

Kimi only stared at him mutely, not bothering to offer any explanation for her supposed indifference to their fate.

“Enough talking.” Silver leapt forward, his keyblade raised, ready to smite Gavin down with one blow, but last minute, he released one hand from its grip on the keyblade and punched Gavin in the face. Kimi’s fists bunched, but still, she did not move.

Gavin was thrown back a few feet, landing on his back. He got up quickly, only to be kicked in the stomach by Silver.

Silver was too fast for Gavin, Kimi could see that.

Nearby, Dawn had managed to struggle to her feet, despite the Heartless pushing her down and she screamed, watching Gavin being beaten up by Silver.

Through all this, Kimi watched, unable to budge or to help them.

[Mystic_clown]

Sorrow
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"Sorrow?"

The white haired youth turned away from the sky a second time, his eyes still trained on the sky. Sorrow just nodded.

"That's a," she paused, obviously trying to find the right words, "unique name."

A small smile appeared on his face. It wasn't even his real name.

He couldn't remember his real name.

"It suits me," he replied. Indeed it did.

There was a small silence between them before Sheena spoke again.

"Why are you crying?"

Sorrow hadn't noticed the tears that kept running down his face.

"I cry for those who are suffering," he spoke, his voice calm and level for someone who was currently crying, "I moarn those who have passed on."

Another silence followed. Then Sorrow felt something, a small warmth moving through him. For the first time since she appeared, Sorrow's eyes moved from the sky and saw that her hand was resting on his.

Noticing this, she quickly pulled away. Sorrow looked up at her face to see that she was blushing slightly, most likely out of embarrassment.

Silence followed.

[Samchu]

Gavin
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I held her in my arms as she wept. All around us rain continued to fall, growing heavier and heavier by the minute. We were soaked through before long, both of us drenched in the rain that fell in lashes. I winced slightly, the icy sting of the rain pounding on my burnt arms as they held Dawn in a comforting embrace. I couldn't bear to say anything to her, to try and stop her, she had tears that needed to be shed and I would wait as long as she needed me to.

Soon after, I heard the sound of footsteps on the damn pavement. The rain had all but cleared the streets and even the faintest of sounds rang clear. I turned to see a young boy – younger than myself at least – standing nearby. I had seen him before, once or twice around the place but I had no idea who he was. He offered a small wave and spoke. "If it helps any," he said quietly, "I don't really know if you're crying or not, since it's raining." He shrugged and offered a soft smile. "And you can pet me if you want too; people seem to like that for some reason. It's 'cuz I'm short, methinks."

A strange choking sound escaped Dawn’s lips as she tried to laugh between bursts of sobbing. I smiled and rubbed her back gently to calm her down. Turning once again to the boy I said: “she’ll be okay, she just needs to get it out of her system.”

The boy acknowledged my words with a nod. “My name is Milo.”

I opened my mouth to answer him when I spotted a sight that turned my blood cold. That same purple-haired boy who had attacked us before. I nudged Dawn, drawing her attention to the nearing threat; the new kid – Milo – noticed them as well. With a wave of his hand, an army of shadow-like demons sprung from the ground and charged at us.

I instinctively moved myself between Dawn and the approaching army, though there were too many for me to handle and they drew her away from me. Milo charged at the purple-haired kid who had attacked me earlier but was easily flung aside by more shadows.

“Release Dawn and the boy,” I growled.

He smirked as he swung his strangely shaped weapon. “Only if you face me first.”

I looked at the girl who had saved me earlier. “I thought you were on OUR side!”
She just stared at me as if I were invisible. She didn’t even offer an explanation. Talk about bad luck.

“Enough talk,” I looked back to see the purple-haired kid come at me with his weapon. Before I could even blink I was thrown off balance by an unseen punch. I crashed back-first into the hard ground.

With a groan I flipped quickly to my feet, only to get knocked back by a sudden kick to the gut. Another punch had me on my knees. I was getting hit by things I couldn’t even see. I didn’t stand a chance.

“You were a worthier opponent when you had that pathetic shovel,” he spat.

“If you hadn’t have broken it,” I retorted, “I’d kick your ass.”

He laughed and struck me in the chest, forcing me back on to the hard concrete.

“Now if I hadn’t have broken it. We wouldn’t be having this delightful conversation would we?” His foot connected with my gut and I groaned loudly as it twisted inside me. Another kick and I was on my side. I couldn’t even see it, he was moving so fast but I felt every blow. Everything else seemed to fade away, even the edges of my vision started going black and I thought that I might lose my sight altogether. It was hardly a fitting end.

His assault subsided at last and I was left to groan and gasp on the pavement, my body paralysed from the pain. I felt the cold prick of his weapon against the back of my throat.

“I was going to keep you alive for when I kill Dawn but I think I should show you a hint of mercy.” I couldn’t see it but I knew he was sneering. “Don’t worry though, she’ll be joining you soon enough.”

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Kimi Michiko Gin ~ F
”Stop it!” Kimi’s voice escaped before she could restrain herself. Two tears were making their tracks down her face, but she stayed where she was.

Silver made a strange noise, almost a snarl, and she could see him fighting himself, in a sense. All that emotional turmoil.

Somehow it didn’t matter anymore if that shadow would consume her.

“Don’t kill him,” she said again, her voice softer.

With great effort, Silver swung his keyblade away, and turned back to her. His silver eyes burned with rage.

He leapt forward and lifted his keyblade to slice at her throat, but again, he pulled away just before it cut her flesh. He waved an arm, and Kimi felt the shadow detach from her to flow onto one of the nearby walls.

Silver glared at her but she could see his face struggling and changing. He could never bear to see her tears for some reason. It had always been that way.

“You will be SILENT!” he ordered. A few shadows leapt onto her, clinging onto her with their cold, inhuman touch. She flinched, but he just pointed his keyblade back at the boy on the floor. Silver’s message was clear. If she did not submit, he would kill him.

Head bowed, she stopped struggling, and allowed the Heartless to cover her mouth, while several others held her in place.

Not sparing a glance back at her, Silver focused his attention on the three mortals before him.

Tag CT, short post I know, waiting for her to continue. ^_^ Take it away with Silver! (See now Kimi's been shut up and she can't give Silver any nasty orders anymore)

[ChobiChibi]

Must... Save... Gavin X_x

~Dawn~

Dawn struggled to stay on her feet. Everytime she pushed one away, another shadow would come to replace it. Just as she had her freedom, she would die. Of course, it wasn't her turn. Gavin was to go first. She watched as a girl protested not to kill him. Maybe she was who he was talking about earlier? She didn't know, but she had a feeling it was.

She tried harder to fight off the shadow-like creatures as the purple-haired boy's blade loomed closer to Gavin's throat. Both had their backs to her. It was no good, she couldn't get free. She stopped flailing, allowing the shadows to bear her weight.

"I need help... Anything..." She whispered. "I can't fail... Not now..."

She clenched her fists in desperation and found that her right hand was holding onto something. She freed her arm from the grip of her capturers and held her palm out. "A key?"

She studied it. It wasn't exactly a key. It had the right shape, but the teeth were replaced with a sun and moon design. Why a key? How is this thing going to help me in any way?

She didn't understand it, but the shadow that had let go of her arm didn't try to restrain her. Infact, it looked quite fearful, as far as she could tell. The key began to glow a soft yellow colour and a bright flash of light followed, causing Dawn to squint. She felt the shadow creatures let go of her and she opened her eyes.

She didn't believe what she was seeing. She couldn't believe it. In her hand, she was clasping a larger version of the key. She glanced at the weapon the boy was holding and then back to her own. It was just like his, except a different design. So this was why he wanted her dead. She had something that she wasn't supposed to have.

Dawn lifted the key, gripping the end of it tightly. It continued to glow softly. She shadow creatures backed off as she made her way over to where the boy was. His key was raised, he was going to behead him. She rushed towards him as the blade came down, quickly putting hers in its path. They clashed together. The guy was a lot stronger than her, so the blades ended up a little closer to the ground than she would have hoped, but that wasn't the point. She had saved Gavin.

His head turned and he glared at her. It faded and was replaced by an almost amused smirk. "That was foolish."

"Do what you want with me. Just leave him alone." She had a feeling she would regret saying that...

[Erandi Brazul]

Cool...very soon I should be getting my keyblade as well...

Milo Tisevich
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“My name is Milo.”

Milo was quite pleased that his humor got a little something out of Dawn. If there was anything he could do well, it was make people feel good about themselves. Gavin then opened his mouth, willing to reply, but Milo's eye suddenly caught something far more important. Shadows were moving behind Gavin, surrounding him. His brow furrowed in confusion as Gavin turned to guard Dawn.

The shadows were much too strong to be handled by Gavin, and they easily wrestled Dawn to the ground. Milo turned his head, following to where the stream of nightmares came from...

His eyes locked onto an all-too familiar artifact. Images of his friends flooded his memories and thoughts: Charlie, the best of the group at sports, and Jamie, who was already entering college with a full ride...their hearts sucked dry, only to become nothing more than slaves to this wielder of the sword. Two great kids, their lives torn to shreds because of the trickery of Silver. Although he had never seen Silver before, Milo knew that this boy was the cause of his friend's loss of will.

"YOU?!!" He shouted, all of those memories quickly fading out as he looked to the face of Silver. "You..." he couldn't even finish before snapping. All of his good naturedness was left behind as his only concern now was to rip the smile off of that horrendous face. He roared as he charged, and barely felt the shadows lift him off of the ground easily and pull him back.

He couldn't move, the shadows were too much. It didn't matter what he did; it was as felt like a magical binding on his arms and legs. But magic couldn't be real...could it?

“I thought you were on OUR side!” the boy named Gavin shouted at another woman whom Milo had not seen. She looked crestfallen, but Milo didn't care: It didn't matter if she was helping or not, Milo just wanted Silver's face ripped in half.

"Get off of me!" he spoke through clenched teeth at the creatures holding him, but they only tightened their grip. They just didn't want to let go...
"I swear to you, if you don't let me--" Milo's words stopped midsentence, as the creatures holding on to him actually released him. He was so surprised that his enraged anger evaporated for a moment to check himself. Everything LOOKED okay...

CLANG.

Milo looked up to see Dawn, now holding a sword as well. What the heck? he thought, his mind spinning in confusion at this turn of events. Silver himself didn't seem pleased at all.

He didn't wait for the monsters to recuperate from this new weapon Dawn had recieved. Milo knew that he needed to get help; maybe to the police station? He turned and bolted, smashing past a few still-frightened shadows. How ironic, he thought, shadows being scared of the light...
He felt terrible leaving Gavin and Dawn like that. But the best thing he could do was to find help, he knew that. And if that other sword girl really was on their side, then it was two swords to one against Silver. Milo hoped they could hold out.

He turned and looked back to where the commotion all began. He couldn't see what was happening, but it appeared as though Silver had gotten his act together. A few shadows had broken from the group, and were now heading straight in his direction. CRAP...

"Help!" He shouted, running for his life. He could almost feel the creatures on his back as he ran toward the familiar fountain, and prayed that those two people he saw were still there. As luck would have it, there they were, and they were looking his way. "HEY! HELP ME OUT HERE!" he cried out, clearly panicked now as he COULD feel them itching on his back.



TAG MC or EV! This be you guys lol. Thought I'd try to get you involved in the plot or something...

[Crystal Tears]

[color=#CCCCCC][font=franklin gothic medium][b]Silver

He smiled; a signal emotion over flowed the emptiness of his chest, and it caused him to let out a small laugh. He thought this was hilarious, a girl, barely even strong enough to hold the Keyblade was going to try and stop him.

“So you want to play?” Silver question, her stern glare digging into his cold eyes, which narrowed as he brought his blade up, and swung down, both keys slammed against each other with a horrible *clang* before she stumbled back.

He attacked her again, coming from the left, she blocked, though it was quite pathetically shown, she had no experience, and she had picked the wrong opponent to try her luck with.

“You’re… You’re playing with me…” Dawn huffed; sweat already beginning to dabble on her forehead. Silver smiled.

“Maybe…”

Another hard blow, this time she fell, toppling back so her Keyblade was pointed upwards, at his chest. Silver’s expression disappeared, as he gave her Keyblade one final blow. The Bright light appeared again, Silver cover his eyes as the Keyblade was reduced to a pathetic key.
Grabbing her roughly he lifted her completely off the ground.

“You’re coming with me.”

“No! Gavin! Help!!”

Gavin made no reply, the pain was obviously overwhelming him. Silver’s dragged Dawn over to Kimi, whose mouth was finally released from the cold hands of the shadow.

You have her…

‘Yes…’ Silver answered in his mind, dark energy beginning to pour from his chest, the aura seemed to block out all light, hundreds of confusing voices, and screams echoed in the darkness. Slowly, he felt their bodies disappearing, the power of the great ones flowing from where his heart should’ve been, as they entered the complete darkness and eerie vibe of teleportation, he caught a glimpse of their destination…

A burning house….

[Samchu]

Gavin
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I couldn't move. I couldn't do anything! I could hear everything as it happened around me, but I couldn't stop it. I heard the clash of metals, first close to my face and then in the distance, then again, only even further away. I felt the warmth of a bright light upon my face and heard the words that followed.

“You’re coming with me.”

I fought against myself. Against the bind that held me where I lay on the damp ground.

“No! Gavin! Help!!”

Dawn! I could only call to her with my mind and I knew it would never reach her. I was so helpless. So pathetic!

I heard footsteps across the ground beside me accompanied by the sounds of a struggle. Dawn was in trouble. I needed to do something. I HAD to do something! With a sudden push I forced my body onto its side. I could see them, huddled together, the darkness closing in around them. I stretched out my hand as far as it would reaching, hoping, praying to God that some miracle would bridge this gap between us. Nothing. My prayers fell on death ears. Dawn disappeared with the others and I had lost the last thing I cared about in this world.

I felt my body go limp. I fell sideways onto my stomach and lay my face on the cold ground. My gut wretched, as if it were trying to fold into itself, trying to escape the overwhelming pain. I honestly believed, it was going to die on that ground. "It can't end like this...There's so much I still have to do...so much...that I have to say..." I closed my eyes, feeling the darkness circling around me.

A sudden clink beside me held me where I lay, trapped between the two planes of being alive and dead. On the ground beside me, a small key lay. Slowly, I edged my fingers along the ground towards, compelled by a force I could neither nor comprehend. As my hand curled around it, a bright blast of light forced me to bury my face and when finally I felt it subside I looked to see the strangest of things wrapped firmly in my grasp.

It was like a key only, bigger, and very unusual in shape, as if it were not a key at all but...a weapon. My mind clicked. I had seen something similar to this before. Yes. That boy...Silver...he had one just like this - the pattern was different but I was sure it was the same and Dawn...my eyes widened. DAWN!

I forced myself to my feet. This wasn't over yet. I...wasn't over yet. Dawn needed me and I was going to do everything in my power to make sure I was there for her. I had lacked the power before but maybe...just maybe...I had the strength to save her now.

My grip tighted about the handle of my blade. I turned it slightly, watching the light flicker across the twisted teeth of my blade. It was time for me to make amends.

Staring ahead I saw a swarm of shadows huddling away from my blade. So they knew fear. That was interesting. With a smirk, I paced towards them. I knew the fear would not last, I had to capitalise on it whilst I had the chance. As I passed one, I swung out my blade catching it across the side of the head. A smirk crossed my face as I watched it fade into nothingness. So this was the power my blade possessed. It was impressive.

A part of me dared to challenge the rest to battle but I reminded myself that I had no time. Silver had Dawn and I needed to get her back, for both our sakes. Looking back across the city I saw a thick pillar of black smoke rising from where I knew Dawn's house to be. My eyes narrowed. He taken her there. Somehow I just knew that's where she was.

Adjusting the blade in my hand, I took off at a sprint, dodging the shadows that still stood along the roads. It was a strange sensation, my pain had eased and I felt as free as I could ever have imagined. Before long I stood outside the blazing building. I cursed the boy, damned him for forcing me into the same situation twice. I had no liking for it.

With my newly acquired blade I forced down the door and greeted the flames inside. "Silver!" I belowed. "You have something I want and you're damn well going to give it to me!"

There was no sound but the crackling of flames.

I brought a second hand to the handle of my blade. "You coward!" I taunted, hoping it would get me what I wanted. "Show yourself!"

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Kimi Michiko Gin ~ F burn burn burn

He had teleported them somewhere, where choking black fumes filled the air, stinging her eyes and making them shed tears involuntarily.

The little demons that had been holding her released their grip. It seemed that Silver was no longer worried that she would intervene.

With a slight movement of her hand, she held her silver keyblade again, and she was poised and ready for battle. Silver however, was ignoring her. He was focused on Dawn, who was on her knees and crying.

Was this her home? Kimi wondered, looking around. This blazing inferno?

“I hate you!” Dawn screamed, and Kimi shuddered at the pure bitterness in her voice. Dawn leapt and Silver, her keyblade still held a little awkwardly. Silver had no problem countering her, and Dawn was thrown back, to land on the floor again. Silver stood over her, his keyblade at her throat.

“You coward!” Kimi heard a new voice. It sounded like…that boy who had fought earlier, the one who had a thing for Dawn.

Foolish, she thought a little sadly. He can’t do a thing without any weapon…

“Gavin!” Dawn’s voice. Kimi sighed. For a girl who supposedly loved the dude, she seemed eager to kill him, pitting him up against Silver.

Gavin came charging through the flames, his face twisted into a mask of hatred and anger. In his hands, he held a keyblade. Kimi’s eyes opened in wonder and shock. He’s a chosen one too?

Gavin leapt forward, ready to strike, but Silver moved faster, and countered Gavin blade with skill. Of course Silver had the upper hand, he had used his keyblade a lot longer.

Soon, Silver was overpowering Gavin, and Kimi desperately thought of a way to save them. Suddenly, like a bolt of lightning, it hit her. It was the perfect solution. Even if it didn’t work, it was enough distraction to allow Gavin and Dawn to get away.

She ran forward, grabbed Silver on the shoulder, spun him around quickly…and kissed him.

She didn’t know what to expect. Would he push her away? She clung onto him tightly, hoping that this would enable Gavin and Dawn to run off safely.

Of all his reactions, she had hoped for, but had not actually expected this. Silver had at first stiffened up, but slowly, gradually, he responded. She kept on tensing up, thinking that he would push her away, instead, she felt his arms going around her waist, pulling her closer, as he deepened the kiss.

Somehow, somehow, she knew, whatever monster he was now, the person holding her gently was the old Silver, the one she had known and loved. He had overrode the current, emotionless one, at least for this brief moment.

She couldn’t control them – they came, uninvited, tears, flowing out of her eyes silently. It was too much to bear, all this time, wandering alone, and missing him so much.

Silver felt the moisture on his face, and pulled away surprised.

“Kimi?” he asked, and she could hardly stand to meet his gaze, it had softened back to what it used to be.

He felt confused as he gazed at the girl. Finally, his memories were giving him some answers… he could remember seeing Kimi…

Seeing Kimi laugh as the sun shone on her hair…
Seeing Kimi twirl around, laughing underneath the stars
Holding Kimi close as rain pelted down around them…

These flashes were tantalisingly brief, but they did provide some insight on their relationship.

Suddenly, his face changed again, and he swiftly moved away from Kimi. She stared at him, wondering what would he do next. He looked cold, and calm, and he had reverted back to the Child of the Heartless that he was.


CT asked me to continue on a bit, and also allowed me to post a little bit of Silver's feelings to complete this post. YAY!

[ChobiChibi]

~Dawn~

Dawn tried her best not to watch what was happening, but she couldn’t help glancing up. They obviously had had some kind of relationship in the past. She guessed that Silver hadn’t been this way before and that they had loved each other. In a way, she was envious of them both, sharing something so precious. She felt sorry for the girl though, as she still had to live with the memories of more happy days with him.

Her focus changed as she noticed Gavin waving at her from the door way. He motioned for her to join him. She glanced up one final time; Silver and the girl were still preoccupied. She snatched the smaller version of her key up from the floor and snuck past.

Gavin didn’t allow her any time for thanks. He grabbed her arm and led her back down the stairs. As they ran, she noticed the he too had a key. She smiled; she had a feeling that he would get one too. After all, why would Silver bother with him?

She stopped dead in the hallway causing Gavin to let go of her arm. She could hear someone shouting, thumping hands against some wood. The same kind of sounds she was making in the shop.

“Dawn, come on!” Gavin called above the noise of the flames.

“Wait! Someone’s still here!” She called back, turning away from her front door and going the other way down the corridor.

“Hello?” She shouted, waiting for a response from whoever was trapped inside.

“I’m in the dining room! Help!” The voice screamed desperately.

She turned around to face the dining room door. She tried slamming into the door, but it wouldn’t budge. The shop was an old building; her house was relatively new so there was no way of getting in that way.

Dawn looked down at the key in her hand. It was a long shot, but at least she could say she tried. She placed it in the keyhole and turned it once. The lock clicked and the door swung open.

“Hannah!” She cried out. Her sister shut the door quickly behind her. “Wait… Where’s mom?” Hannah stared down at her feet and swallowed hard. Dawn knew what had happened. “She’s dead, isn’t she?”

Hannah nodded. A part of Dawn’s life fell around her. Her mother had only ever kept to her father’s rules and didn’t agree with all of them. She had helped her a lot. If it wasn’t for her, she wouldn’t still be seeing Gavin.

“What about the others?” She asked.

“Dad stormed off somewhere before and Will… He was taken somewhere…” Her sister replied.

Dawn took Hannah’s hand. “Come on… We have to get out of here.” She took her key from the door and led her back to where Gavin was. They left the house together, Dawn explaining to Gavin what she knew.

They walked away from the house aimlessly, not heading in any particular direction. Dawn continued to comfort her sister. She had to stay strong for her, despite the fact she felt like she should by crying with her. Other than Hannah’s sniffles, they walked in silence.

“You should come back to my place.” Gavin said suddenly. The sisters looked at him expectantly. “Well… Um… They don’t know where it is and you will both be safe there with me.”

Dawn nodded in agreement. “I’d rather stay with you. I don’t know if I can trust anybody else today…”

“But… But…” Hannah began. “But Father said-”

“Who cares what father said?” Dawn replied, her temper rising at the mention of him. “He’s not here now, is he? He ran off somewhere, the coward. Right now, as far as I’m concerned, I am your guardian and I say we’re going back to Gavin’s. We’d better hurry too. I don’t want another encounter with Silver today, thank you.”

[Samchu]

Gavin
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A little shaken by her sister’s harsh response, Hannah seemed to withdraw slightly but offered a slight nod. A wave of guilt seemed to overcome Dawn and she hugged her sister tightly. I just knew she was holding back a flood of tears and I didn’t blame her, losing a loved one is difficult.

I lead the way to the farm, keeping ahead of the two girls slightly to keep an eye out for any of those shadow creatures. I was looking out for Milo as well, the kid had run off to get help but we hadn’t seen him since. A part of me wanted to go looking for him but I had my responsibilities. I looked down at the key in my palm. “A lot of responsibilities…” I muttered.

“Did you say something Gavin?”

I looked back at Dawn. “It’s nothing.” I thought up something to dispel the question from the air. “It’s just down this road Hannah. We’ll be there in a minute.”

She didn’t say anything, just clung to Dawn, who was doing her best to comfort her. I didn’t say anything, just turned back and continued leading the two of them towards my farm. There wasn’t that far left to go, we had already made it to the edge of the city unscathed.

We took Hannah to the bedroom. It was a pathetic excuse for a room with two beds made of sheets stuffed with torn clothes that my brother and I had occupied. “You’re more than welcome to stay the night,” I told Dawn. “I’d sleep on the sofa but I haven’t got one.” I looked around. “I’ll just sleep on the floor,” I added quietly.

Seeing the two of them together really made me miss my brother. I thought up an excuse to leave and headed to the kitchen. The sitting room was the only other room in the house. The bathroom was outside. I scraped together some of the food that I had lying around and took it through to the two girls. “You two should eat,” I said handing the tray over to Dawn.

“Aren’t you having any?” she asked.

“I’m fine,” it wasn’t a lie exactly, I was used to going for days without much to eat.

“This is too much,” Dawn protested.

“Just eat it,” I ordered calmly. “It’ll help.”

I left the room but Dawn followed, leaving the food in the room with Hannah.

“Gavin what are you doing? I know you don’t have that much food around here,” she whispered harshly, not wanting her sister to overhear what we were saying. Too many similarities to life at home I suppose.

“It’s fine. I’ve just given her Aaron’s share. He hasn’t been here for a while so there’s plenty.”

“Don’t lie to me Gavin.”

I sighed angrily. “What do you want from me Dawn? The kid’s just gone through a traumatic experience, you both have, I think that makes you a bit more important than me.”

She frowned. “You’ve been paying too much attention to what my father says,” she almost sounded disappointed.

“I’m just trying to do what’s best for you. All I’ve ever done has been for you. Hell I jumped into a burning building twice today for you.” I hated it, how angry I felt towards her right then. How could she be so oblivious to my feelings for her? Having just seen how that girl cared about Silver, how could she not realise that that was how I felt about her?

“Gavin…” she seemed taken back by my outburst. I was too. “What are you saying? You don’t regret…”

“No. No, of course not,” I interrupted quickly. She was getting the wrong end of a long stick. “I’m sorry. All this mess has just put me in a bad mood. I couldn’t be mad at you. We’re friends right?”

“Yeah…”

A still silence fell over us. I didn’t know what to say to make any of this right again. So much had happened to us already today and Dawn had lost a lot. “You can cry if you want,” I said at last.

“Why would I cry?”

“You just lost your mum Dawn. No one can blame you for wanting to cry.”

She looked away from me. “Now’s not the time. I have to be strong for Hannah.”

“Hannah would understand.”

“Didn’t you do the same thing when you were in my position? Didn’t you put on a brave face for Aaron?”

“I made a mistake,” I replied. “I tried to bury my feelings and it almost destroyed me. If it hadn’t been for you…” I trailed off. Nothing more needed to be said on that subject. “Just don’t make the same mistake I did.”

Dawn smiled at me, though I could see the pain in her eyes. “I won’t Gavin, don’t worry. When the time is right, I’ll face this. You’ll be there for me though won’t you? You’ll wait until I’m until I’m ready to face my demons?”

“Of course,” I knew she didn’t need to hear it but I guessed it brought her some comfort. That was what I was there for.

She nodded, offering a small smile to show she appreciated me. “I should get back to Hannah.”

“Ok. I’ll be working outside. Just should through the window if you need anything.”

“I will.” Dawn headed back to the bedroom but lingered in the doorway for a moment. I looked at her, confused by her sudden halt. “You’re a good friend Gavin.”

I just offered a nod of response and we both headed in our different directions; me towards the field and her to Hannah’s bedside. “How am I supposed to tell her now?”

[ChobiChibi]

~Dawn~

Dawn returned to her sister in the bedroom, perching on the side of the bed. Hannah was sat cross legged on the bed and was nibbling at one of the apples that Gavin had left for them.

“This is a really nice apple.” Hannah commented. “You should try one.”

“Oh, I already have. Gavin grows them himself on that apple tree outside.” Dawn felt a strange sense of pride as she said it.

She glanced out at the tree. It was in late blossom and a few stray petals danced in the air, carried by the wind. She only ever got to see this when she was at Gavin’s. It made her feel like a spoiled city girl; never exposed to anything other than her home, school, 1st class on planes, posh hotels and expensive restaurants.

“You really don’t see it, do you?” Hannah asked, an amused expression on her face.

Dawn tilted her head to one side. “See what?”

“Gavin loves you, Dawn.” She stated. She held up her hand as Dawn was going to interrupt. “Don’t you notice the way he looks at you? The way he puts you before anybody else, even himself? Dawn?”

She had slid further back onto the bed with her back against the wall; her knees were drawn up by her chest, her arms hugging her legs. She was defending herself from her sister’s words, not sure if she was playing a game with her. “He puts Aaron before himself too…” She mumbled.

“But that’s his brother.” Hannah had been on the receiving end of many of Dawn’s worries concerning the situation and was up to speed with just about everything. “It’s just the same with me and you. You always put me before your own needs. You do the same for Will too, and anybody can see you do it for Gavin.”

“What are you getting at?” Dawn asked, a confused expression on her face.

“How do you feel when you’re with Gavin?” She questioned.

“I feel…” Dawn stopped to think. She felt like all her worries had slipped away. She felt happy when he was happy, sad when he was sad. She felt like she didn’t have to live up to expectations. She felt upset if he was disappointed with her. She knew he would comfort her. She missed him when he was away. He cared for her when she was sick. She felt like she could be herself. “I feel like I’m…”

“Loved.” Hannah finished. Dawn sighed, her cheeks slightly flushed. She shifted herself so she was lying on the bed, facing the ceiling.

“How do you know that? You’ve never…” She stopped herself. She nearly said it. Been in love… She rolled over, facing the wall. She felt like a whole weight had been lifted from her shoulders. She yawned, her entire body exhausted. “I’m tired…”

Dawn felt the back of Hannah’s hand stroke her cheek as she closed her eyes.

“Sleep well, Dawn.” Hannah whispered. Dawn felt the bed slowly rise back up as Hannah got up, removing the tray from the bed and placing it elsewhere.

“You were right, Will…” Hannah thought. “I have a feeling I’m right too.” She glanced out of the window at Gavin who was still working hard on his field. “I just hope you’re still alive so you can see them both happy…”

[Crystal Tears]

[font=franklin gothic medium][color=#CCCCCC][b]

Silver

They had run away, but he didn't care. His emotions we're gone, run over with the feeling of emptiness... But there was something nagging... Behind the emptiness, something that was making his eye twitch, and when his eyes focused on the dancing flames it overwhelmed him.

Fear...

It was the fear of dying, fear of the flames consuming his physical body... He turned; his eyes were reflecting his himself, pupils so small that they were barely there. He grabbed Kimi arms, and tugged her out the door.

Run away... fire burns now...

But he couldn't, the fire must of his a container holding something explosive, because the house exploded, fire raged up into the sky along with a mass amount of smoke, Silver stumbled back, it was the first time he had ever really feared anything.

Turning angrily towards Kimi he narrowed his eyes, wondering what she had done.

"What did you do to me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I..." Silver didn't know what to do; the keyblade disappeared into to form into a necklace. Sighing he focused back on Kimi. "I'm afraid of fire."

"You always were..." she replied, lowering her voice.

"What?"

"You always hated fire..." Kimi spoke, softly, and lightly, as if trying not to pull up the memory so fast. But it wasn't helping, the memory flashed back: fire, the sensation of burning, people laughing, and pushing him back into the pit.

He felt sick; his stomach was churning as his nose was overwhelmed with the smell of burning flesh, the memory no doubt.

"we need to go back..." Silver hissed. "Back to your place."

[Samchu]

Gavin
~~~~

“I really liked your apples.”

I paused from my work to turn and see Hannah standing behind me. Wiping sweat from my brow I offered the girl a warm smile. “I’m glad you like them. They’re my pride and joy.”

She just smiled and nodded slightly. Then she said it, as bluntly as she ever could have, “When are you going to tell Dawn you’re in love with her?”

I just stared at her in silence. Several moments rolled by as I tried to let what she had said sink in. There was an uneasy surrealism about it all. “What are you talking about? I don’t –“

“I’m not stupid Gavin,” she stated. “My sister might not see it but I do, and she won’t know how you feel unless you tell her.”

I opened my mouth to argue but I already knew it was futile. With a sigh, I turned from Hannah, leant my hands on my hips and turned my eyes to the darkening sky overhead. “You make it sound like I’ve never tried,” I ran an uneasy hand through my hair. “As much I’d like it, nothing can ever happen between me and Dawn, especially not now. I can’t be what she needs me to be. I have nothing to offer her, hell I can barely support myself.”

“Do you think she cares? She trusts you Gavin; she wouldn’t be here right now if she didn’t honestly believe you would never fail her.”

“You don’t understand. It’s-“

“Complicated? Dawn says the same thing sometimes.”

“It’s not that simple,” I snapped, a slight tone of irritation drifting into my voice. “Even if I could offer her what she needs, it would make any difference. Love doesn’t work one way.”

“And how do you know she doesn’t love you Gavin? She’s been so sheltered by life that she only really knows how to experience the things you’ve shown her. She doesn’t know what it’s like to be in love. She has feelings for you Gavin, deep feelings, but she’s not sure what they are exactly.”

I sighed. “What do you expect me to do Hannah? I can’t teach her what love is.”

“She’ll figure it out in time but you have to be the one to make the first step. Nothing will ever happen if you don’t do something soon.”

I sighed deeply, suddenly finding great interest in the few clouds sneaking across the sky. “You should get some rest Hannah,” I said after a long pause. “I’ll go to bed when this is done.”

“You can have the second bed,” her tone had reverted back to its youthful origins. “Dawn wouldn’t want you to sleep on the floor so I’ll share with her.”

I waited for her to leave then launched my shovel across the field. Did she think it was easy for me to live day in day out with this burden? Love is hard! It twists your insides to mush and clouds your judgements. It’s that little voice at the back of your head that probes you as you sleep; trying to convince you that every fantasy you’ve ever had could become reality. Then there’s the pain. The deep, writhing agony of being separated from someone you care so deeply about, which can only be topped by the loss of said person.

I cursed the heavens silently for the cruelty of their fates then returned to my task. I didn’t have the time to insult things my logic doubted. I had work to do.

[EVme15]

Blame homework. >.<

Let's get our side of the story moving again... (And sorry it's short *bows* English essay fries my brainz...)
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Sheena Misagura

I sat quietly, feeling almost like I was waiting for something. Next to me, Sorrow had turned back to the sky. The rain was slowing, and the sun even seemed to be peeking out from behind the clouds. A small rush of energy passed through me, as if the light was trying to lighten the dark mood that still seemed to hang over the two of us.

Who would name a child Sorrow?

"Help!" The word drifted on the wind, blown towards us from a ways away. I turned immediately, not sure of what I'd find as I looked. The sound of footsteps became audible soon after, and Sorrow, too, turned in their direction. A boy was running towards us, and it wasn't long before I saw why: some sort of creature, dark as night, were chasing after him.

"HEY! HELP ME OUT HERE!" The idiot was running straight towards us. As if we could help. What the hell were those things?

I stood up quickly, casting a glance at Sorrow. "It would probably be a good idea to run..."

[ChobiChibi]

~Dawn~
~Kirei Na Kanjou [Lyrics] [Song] - Arai Akino - Noir OST~

Darkness surrounded her, all except what seemed to be a spotlight over her. She squinted into the dark, the light obscuring her vision. As her eyes adjusted to the light, she saw friendly and familiar faces, all their expressions turning to disappointment as she smiled at them. She noticed that her mother was the only person not present. She watched as her brother walked towards her. He didn’t seem right. A smirk was permanently plastered on his face; sick and twisted. He stood behind her, leaning on her, arms over her shoulders, his face right next to hers.

“Give it up.” He whispered in her ear. It sent a shudder down her spine. “Give up the key and the people around you won’t suffer anymore.”

Dawn woke herself up suddenly, panicking. She sat up, opening her clammy hand to reveal her key glowing softly in her palm. She sighed with relief. She didn’t understand her dream, but she prayed it had nothing to do with the key although, at the back of her mind, she knew it was.

She tucked the key back in her pocket. She noticed her sister lying next to her which made her look over to the other bed. From what she could see, nobody had slept in it. She got off the bed carefully and slipped her feet into her shoes. She scanned the floor with her eyes several times before confirming that Gavin was not asleep down there.

She felt a cool breeze on her arms as a small blossom drifted across her eye line. She turned to face the window and smiled as she saw Gavin shifting dirt around absentmindedly with his shovel. He was sat under the apple tree.

Dawn decided she’d join him. She didn’t feel like going back to sleep, not after the dream she had just had. She left the house as quietly as possible in an attempt not to disturb either Hannah or Gavin. Silently, she walked along the side of the field towards the tree.

She stood still for a second, watching him write with his shovel in the ground. She couldn’t read it, but she was sure he was just practising. “Mind if I join you?” She asked, breaking the silence.

Gavin frantically scrubbed out what was written but smiled at her all the same when he looked up. “Sure.” He placed the shovel to one side as she sat down next to him.

“Couldn’t sleep?” She asked.

“Yeah… You?”

“I was asleep just now. I had a bit of a strange dream…” She sighed, trying to figure out its meaning. She looked over at Gavin who was fiddling with his shovel again. “Is something bothering you?” She asked, her voice full of concern.

He shook his head. He looked just about as exhausted as she had felt earlier. He looked at her, knowing from her expression that she could not be fooled that easily. He leaned back against the tree and sighed. “It’s nothing, honestly.”

“Are you sure? You know I’ll always be here to help you, right?” She stopped leaning on the tree and knelt on the ground facing him sideways on. “I know we can find Aaron, we just need to look harder. Now that I don’t have my father breathing down my neck, I can spend more time helping you look.” This gained a simple nod of response. Obviously that wasn’t what was bothering him. “If you’re worried about that Silver guy, I’m sure we’ll find out why he attacked us soon.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out her key. “Now we have these, I’m sure we’ll be able to defend ourselves. You could teach me some basic combat or something.”

Gavin sighed again, bringing his legs up to his chest. He placed his arms on his knees, resting his head on them but still facing Dawn. “It’s okay. Don’t worry about it.”

This made her worry more. She knew that he hardly ever kept anything from her and she couldn’t think of anything that he really couldn’t tell her. “You can tell me. Please? I’m more worried now than I was before…”

“It’s nothing!” His voice was raised slightly and sounded as though he was irritated. He saw her look of sadness and buried his head in his arms. “I’m sorry…” He mumbled. “It’s just… It’s just…” She went to put her arm around his shoulders. He continued to whisper as she drew closer, unaware of just how close she was and what she was doing. “It’s just…” She wasn’t supposed to hear his final whisper. “… I love you.”

Dawn froze; her arm a few millimetres from his shoulders. She felt her heart beat faster in her chest. Hannah was right? Gavin loved her? He had said it, she had heard him and he wouldn’t say anything that he didn’t mean…

She slowly moved her arm back down by her side and leaned in carefully. She felt so happy that she was close to tears. “I love you too…” She whispered in his ear before kissing him gently on the cheek.

Startled, Gavin released himself from his defensive position and shuffled backwards a tiny bit. Dawn, also startled by his sudden movement, fell backwards from a kneeling to a sitting position. She could see that he was shocked, maybe even slightly angry, but mostly shocked.

“I… I’m sorry!” Dawn apologized, scrambling to her feet. That was a lie. She wasn’t sorry. She wished she could do it again… To hear those three words again… A tear dribbled down her cheek as she realised that she’d probably ruined everything she ever had with him. “Kirei na kanjou… Anata ni sasagetai…” The Japanese flowed from her mouth, knowing he wouldn’t understand.

She turned to leave. “Wait!” Gavin called, catching hold of her wrist.

~~
Ryoute ni wa afuredasu
Kirei na kanjou
Anata ni sasagetai
-
In both hands the overflowing
Pure emotions
I want to dedicate them to you

[Samchu]

Gavin
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“You’re not gonna run off on me are you?” I asked, laughing slightly to try and lighten the mood. “You didn’t strike me as the type to kiss and run.”

She laughed; a choked mix of a chuckle and a sob. I gently pulled her towards me and wrapped my arms about her waist, holding her close as she cried quietly against my shoulder. I’d never imagined it would be like this….but then I’d never imagined this would happen anyway. Hell I never thought things would go this far between us.

“There’s nothing to be sorry for. I love you and I was just…I was just shocked to find you felt the same way about me. I mean you’re…you know…I never thought I’d be good enough for you.”

I felt her head shake. “I don’t want anyone else. I don’t want to marry some rich snob who parades me round like his possession. I want someone who treats me like a person. I want you Gavin.” Had to be honest, I was pretty honored by that. “If anything, I’m not good enough for you.”

I laughed quietly. I stepped back slightly and touched her chin, forcing her eyes to meet with my own. “So we agree then, we’re not good enough for each other.” I pressed my nose against her own as we both laughed. “And there’s nothing wrong with kissing.” I leant slowly and pressed my lips against hers. It was something I’d dreamt about doing most of my life but nothing in the world could have prepared me for how good it was.

I could feel my pulse racing, I was sure that my heart was beating so hard that she could feel it. I could feel hers. It was as if everything else in the world became obsolete, as if there was nothing her and me left in the place. As we parted, I could feel the blood rushing to her cheeks. It seemed so forbidden somehow. Good, but forbidden.

“That was…” we whispered it at the same time and laughed at our own nervousness. It was strange. We just seemed to stand there forever, wrapped in each other’s arms. It was so peaceful. I never wanted it to end but at the same time I knew it had to. It was a dreaded thing and I cursed the fates for time.

After a while I felt her shiver slightly. “We should go inside…” I said quietly, not wanting to ruin the atmosphere we had created four ourselves.

“I don’t want to wake Hannah…”

“Of course.” I rubbed her back slightly. “Maybe you should go in first.”

“Alright.”

It was almost sickening to let her leave me and it took almost everything we had to break from our own little piece of heaven and return to the dreariness of the real world. I hated to see her leave but knowing that it wouldn’t be for long brought me a little comfort.

I looked to the sky, watching the stars and thanking them for this blessing. “Just don’t let me screw this up,” I begged them quietly, “she deserves some happiness.”

I headed inside and met Dawn in the bedroom. She had draped the extra blanket round Hannah to keep her warm. The two of us curled up together on the other bed. It was so right somehow, made me kinda warm on the inside.

I kissed her gently. “Goodnight,” I whispered.

She wriggled closer to me and buried her head into my chest. “Goodnight Gavin. Sleep well.”

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Kimi Michiko Gin ~ F

[color=#cc99cc]He looked so vulnerable and afraid. She wished that she could just hold him now, and take him away, take him far from here, where Heartless did not roam, where the dark shadows that haunted the both of them would no longer bother them, where their destinies that separated them would just be a distant memory…

If only it were so easy… She sighed. He was learning to feel again, even though what he knew now was fear… If she had any power in this matter, she would have preferred to bring him round gently, let him feel the more positive emotions first before leading him back to anger, fear, and sorrow, but it had begun.

“Come,” she said gently, taking his hand. He seemed almost numb, and he did not pull away. He followed her almost blindly, and when they reached back to the hideout, he walked in, his eyes unseeing.

She frowned as she closed the door. He had always been afraid of fire, true, but she had never seen him thus affected. He sat on the couch, just staring blindly at nothing, and she could see that he was trembling ever so slightly.

This just wrenched her heart, for she had rarely seen him in such a state. She went to him, knelt on the couch beside him and held his face gently in both her hands, and gazed straight into his silver eyes. He met her amber gaze unflinchingly, but there was just a trace of hostility.

“Silver, it’s ok,” she said, her tone smooth and calm, what she had always used previously, before their worlds had been torn apart. She felt his trembling slowly stop, and his breaths became slower, longer and deeper. He jerked a little, and her hands slid off, but she remained where she was.

He did not remember much of her, but he did remember this a little of this, her comforting him, and this also gave him a little bit more insight as to why his former self had loved her so much. Reaching out his hand, he took a strand of her dark hair, which had been dyed silver, and marvelled at how soft and how smooth it was.

Through all this, Kimi watched him, and even as he absently toyed with her hair…somehow she knew that this was a rare moment of peace, one that probably would not last long.

[Mystic_clown]

Sorrow
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Sorrow looked at Sheena. She was suggesting they'd flee and leave this boy to suffer? While Sorrow felt that there was nothing he could do, leaving the boy to die would make him worse then the heartless. He looked back at the boy who was now just a few metres away.

"Sorrow come on!" Sheena shouted. Sorrow rose to his feet. One of the heartless chasing the boy took sight of him. As if finding a worthier target, it ignored the boy and shot towards Sorrow.

"Sorrow!"

He swung his arm to try and bat away the creature.

What happened instead was completely unexpected.

A sword shaped like a blue key appeared in the hand. The black sliced through the heartless like it was nothing, causing it to dissolve into black mist.

Everything seemed to stop. The heartless were now staring at the key in his hand, and Sheena and the boy were now staring at him.

"Well," Sorrow said, his voice still flat and calm, "This is unexpected."

Sorry for the shortness.

[ChobiChibi]

~Dawn~

“Well?” He asked. Will’s hold tightened around her. “It’s key or their lives.”

Dawn opened her hand and stared down at the key. “I don’t believe you.” She heard herself say. Her voice sounded different to her; stronger and more confident. She closed her fingers around the key. “The key will save their lives. Nothing good will happen if I give it to you.”

“You made the right choice.” A different voice said. She turned her head to find it was now Gavin who was holding onto her. His hold was gentler, more loving. She felt herself relax in his arms. She closed her eyes and sighed.

As she opened her eyes again, everything had changed. She was alone, for a start. It was completely pitch black except for a small amount of light in the distance. Her feet tapped against a stone floor as she walked towards it. The darkness made her shiver. She didn’t know where she was going, but she carried on regardless.

She came to a halt about ten feet away from a boy. He was sat in the middle of countless shadow creatures, each of them bribing him in some way. His head was hanging down, his eyes fixed upon one spot on the floor. He didn’t look up once, obviously determined not to accept any of their offers.

She felt shadows get hold of her arms and they pushed her forwards toward the boy. He must have heard her struggle because he looked up at her. She felt his blue eyes penetrate her own. She knew him. She didn’t understand it, but something deep inside of her told her that she knew him.

The shadows attempted to offer him more as he continued to look directly at her. She admired his courage for even though she’d claim that she wouldn’t give in to the temptation of those expensive items, she knew that she would probably give in.

“Who are you?” She asked, curious. The boy tilted his head to one side, as if he didn’t understand. “What is your name?”

He leaned to one side and pointed at something behind her. She continued to watch him, waiting for his reply. He simply nodded, motioning for her to look where he was pointing.

“Dawn!”

Seeing it wasn’t the boy speaking, she turned around quickly. A group of shadows had Gavin in their cold, ghostly hands. He looked exhausted; his body battered, burnt and bruised. She tried to run to him but shadows held her back. They took him away, continuing to beat him as they went.

“Gavin!” Dawn yelled, waking herself up. She felt the bed beneath her and his arm around her.

“… Dawn? What’s wrong?” He mumbled, yawning a little. He felt her shiver and pulled her closer.

“A dream… You were hurt… The shadows stopped me getting to you…” She said slowly, trying to calm herself down.

“It’s okay. It was only a dream.” He replied, trying to comfort her. He kissed her gently.

“Yeah… Only a dream…” She repeated. It didn’t seem like just a dream. Her feet felt as though they had been on that cold stone floor and her arms stung slightly from where the shadows had hold of her. And who was that boy? Why did she think that she knew him? She wanted answers, but she had no idea where she would get them.

[Crystal Tears]

[font=franklin gothic medium][color=#CCCCCC][b]Silver

How dare you defy me… Insolent fool! Destroy her!

The voice was echoing inside his head, but he failed to listen, he was compelled by Kimi, her sheer beauty… How cold he destroy something like this?

‘You… lied to me… You said I had no memories… That I was born of darkness.’

That you are, your heart and soul are darkness.

Don’t listen to them. They’ll try to trick you.

That voice… It was familiar, it sounded like that girl, who he had attacked. But, it was different, as if it knew what he was going through. He stopped playing with Kimi’s hair, the voices were bickering.

You have a heart Silver. If you didn’t, do you think that Kimi would be alive right now?

The voices fell silent, and Silver looked at Kimi, she was looking back at him, her eyes, they were in pain, reflecting all that she had gone through, probably without him by her side. Silver looked away, annoyed with himself. If the great ones were right, and he was nothing more then a heartless being, then why couldn’t he kill Kimi? Maybe the lighter voice, which had recently infected his mind, was right.

Maybe he was human…

“Kimi…” She looked up, surprised that he was calling her by her name. “We have to find the others…”

“How?” She had always been full of questions… “It’s not like we know where they are..”

“I know…” Silver answered. “Gavin has anger and hate pouring out of him. It’s easy to locate where he is.”

Darkness, the same darkness that the Great ones had poured through him once, was now from him. Unlike the cold, desolate feeling from before, this darkness was a bit more comforting, like a blanket, it swarmed over both of them, and they disappeared.

Reappearing, the darkness faded away to reveal a rather small room. Silver titled his head; there was Gavin, and Dawn, quite the unusual couple, one full of hope, and happiness, while the other was pouring out despair.

“They’re…”

Silver summoned his keyblade, and put it to Gavin’s nose. Gavin’s eyes open slightly, and quickly widened, wearing a smirk, Silver looked at him.

“Quiet now.” He whispered. “I don’t want to have to drag along that Hannah character.”

[Samchu]

Gavin
~~~~~

I stared at Silver silently for a moment, keeping a gentle hold on Dawn as to not panic her as she lay half asleep on my chest. Had to admit the guy had great timing. I had just managed to calm her down from her nightmare and now mine comes to haunt me. Was I cursed or something?

“We’re leaving,” he said quietly.

A dark aura surrounded the four of us. It looked like the same aura that he had used to take Dawn from me but it seemed to have lost it coldness. I closed my eyes, hugging Dawn closer to myself as she clung to me tightly. When I opened them again I found myself in a room I didn’t recognise. It was just the four of us. I figured he’d left Hannah behind.

Pushing Dawn to the side gentle I approached Silver, my key ready in case I should need it. “Alright Silver, what the hell’s going on here? If you’ve come to kill Dawn again I’ll –“

“Dawn,” a laugh escaped him as he smirked. I hated it, made me feel uneasy. “I have no intention of hurting her.”

It didn’t comfort me one bit. “If you don’t want Dawn then why the hell did you bring us here?”

“Think of it as protecting Hannah.”

I snorted. “You never struck me as the protective type.” I sneered slightly. “You always struck me as the type that people need to be protected from.” I tightened my grip on my key, forcing it to change to its blade form. “Now tell me straight Silver. What’s the meaning of all this?”

"As I said. To protect the ones that you all care about." His eyes scanned across everyone in the room/ I don’t know what the hell it was supposed to do but all it seemed to succeed in was pissing me off.

I slashed the air with my blade irritably. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?”

Silver growled angrily. "It means anytime you’re near anyone who isn't a wielder and you care about them, you're putting them in danger. Anytime you think about them, talk to them on the phone, even dream about them in some fucked up dream of yours." He paused for a moment, giving me a chance to think about his words. "You're putting them in more danger then you can ever imagine." He volume raised as his anger appeared to reach boiling point. "The heartless aren’t stupid. They know how to get guys like you, to join there side. Whether it’s stealing your heart, or taking everything you've ever known away from you... they'll do it."

I slashed out at him blindly but he lifted his keyblade to block it. He was so gifted with his weapon. It made me sick. Pushing my blade away he shouted at me again. “Don’t you see? All that anger in you, all that hatred, they’ll manipulate it. They’ll turn you into the very thing you hate so much.”

I glared at him. “What the fuck do you know? You don’t know anything about me!”

"I know more about you then you know yourself..." He smirked. "You think your anger from what’s happened in your past makes you stronger, like it makes you some heroic warrior. You think if you forget about the past, that you can focus on the present." All the emotion seemed to drain from his face. "You’re very wrong...."

I glared at him coldly. “You don’t know anything about my past.” I felt my blood beginning to boil. “I’m not like you Silver,” I growled. “I won’t turn my back on the people I care about. Like you turned your back on Kimi.”

"I..." he paused for a moment. "Then go back to your house. Go put Hannah's life in danger. It’s what you do best isn't it?" he smirked again. "Like what you did to Aaron."

“That was an accident.”

"Oh was it?” he snickered. “You WERE always jealous of him.. How he got everything and you didn't?"

“Shut up. Shut up!” I screamed at him.

"You accuse me of turning my back on Kimi. But who’s the real criminal? I never tried to hurt her... I never touched her... But what did you do Gavin...?" his temper was flaring again. "Accident? Is that what you told everyone?" He whispered harshly.

“It WAS an accident,” I growled. “Nothing was supposed to happen to him. It was supposed to me! I wanted the attention for a change! Everything was fine before he was born! We were happy…I had everything I needed…” I shook my head. “I love him, he’s my brother, but…after his birth I just wasn’t good enough for them anymore…he would forever be something that I could never be…”

“Their son.”

I nodded, finding sudden interest at the floor beneath me. “I love my family, but they’re not mine.” I straightened, staring at Silver. “ You have no right to judge me. You have no idea what it’s like to suffer like I have.”

"Your suffering is on a low level." He hissed. "You threw away what you had, mine was stolen."

[Erandi Brazul]

Erk, sorry...was moving in back to my house from college!

Milo Tisevich
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"YAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
Milo could feel one of the creatures nick his back, peeling a piece of cloth off of his orange and yellow shirt. And it didn't look like he was going to get any help from those two.

Oh man, this is not good! he screamed in his mind.

Turn around and face them.

"What?!" he yelled out loud, surprised that someone just spoke in his head.

Stay calm and fight. Watch what happens when you stay calm.

"What th--yah!" His foot caught a loose stone, and sent him crashing to the ground. "Ooooouch..." he moaned, and turned to see what awaited him.
Surprisingly, the closest creature took a turn, and headed straight for one of the two citizens. The taller male stood silently and tried to bat away the shadow.
"Stop! You can't do--"

SWISH

...

"Well...this is unexpected."

Milo's eyes widened as he stared at the new keyblade that materialized from Sorrow's hand. The other two shadow creatures that had chased him down were also stopped, now staring at the weapon.

See? I told you, the voice spoke again, this time with light chuckles.

Milo stood up, hands clenched. "All right then," he called out to Sorrow, a giant grin on his face, "Let's show these shadows what us three-dimensional creatures are all about! Ha hah!" He laughed.
Sorrow blinked a few times, staring at Milo with confusion. "But..." he stammered, "there's no shadows here..."

"Huh?" Milo turned to see that the two remaining shadow beings had disappeared. "Oh man...that's no good," he muttered to himself, then called back to Sorrow and the girl. "Hey, now that you have that sword, maybe you can help out! Two of my friends were battling a little ways away! You gotta help!"

That sword doesn't look as evil as that other guy's sword, he thought, just like Dawn's and Gavin's. Three on one should be no problem! Especially if those shadows keep running from those swords...

In a different part of the city...

The shadows materialized in the room their master was located.
"Your suffering is on a low level," Silver was saying. "You threw away what you had; mine was stolen."
Time to report on the new Chosen...

[Hyperness is a Good Thing]

Kimi Michiko Gin ~ F

She felt their cold presence first, long before the newer Chosen Ones, still so newly awoken in their powers. Almost instinctively, because it had become a habit to her, with a quick movement of her wrist, her keyblade shimmered into her hand.

Silver sensed them too, and he tensed up, barely visibly, but she had become so used to reading him that she knew.

He moved away from the rest of them, and the two shadows slithered up to him, and it seemed as if they told him something. He nodded impatiently, and then he flicked his hand, a curt dismissal, and the shadows disappeared.

Kimi moved closer to Silver, and said in a lower tone, “What did they want?”

He looked at her, and his eyes were narrowed, but he did not resent her question, she could see.

“They report the presence of new Chosen Ones,” he replied, also very softly.

Kimi’s eyes widened, and she gripped Silver’s arm. “Honto ni?” she blurted out, then caught herself. She hadn’t spoken that language for quite a long time…

“Yes, it’s true,” Silver said. He felt a bit weird, and he had understood her….he shook his head, leaving that for later.

“When your side killed all those chosen ones back then… I thought…” Kimi stopped, thinking hard. “Now that they’re returning…”

Her eyes were filled with sudden fear. “Silver…” she said hesitatingly, and bit her lip. It can’t be… “The books..” she said softly.

He knew what she was thinking of, and he turned away, his gaze hard.

Meanwhile, the others had stood by quietly, but Gavin still had more to say to Silver. “How did you know about my brother?” His voice was low with anger, but his face was almost calm.

Kimi was getting worried, this… this seemed so unimportant to her, especially in view of what was to come, but to Gavin…this was important… Dawn stood watching too, silently for now.



Sorry a bit short… to EVme15, M_C and EB, you guys somehow make your way to the room or wherever we end up next so you can join in with everything that’s going on, ok? =)

[ChobiChibi]

Erandi: I'm afraid the right to having voices in their heads is reserved to Silver and Dawn only. Sorry! Please don't shoot the messenger ><

~Dawn~
~ Papercut- Linkin Park~

Dawn stood silently as she listened to the conversation taking place. She couldn’t say anything. She didn’t know what would be appropriate. She already knew about Aaron, she was there a couple of hours after it had happened. She had been interviewed by the police, to see if she knew anything that could have lead up to the events, but she hadn’t been any help…

“You want answers.”

Dawn looked from Silver to Kimi to Gavin. None of them had said anything. Neither had they heard it.

“I know where you can get the answers that are plaguing your mind.”

You’re in my head? It felt like she was questioning herself.

“That wasn’t one of the questions, but yes, I’m in your head.”

Where can I find the answers?

“Silver knows.”

She looked at him. She didn’t understand it, but she no longer felt afraid of him. Yes, she knew she shouldn’t get in his way for the consequences could be very horrific, but she didn’t find him that threatening anymore.

“Ask him.”

Silver was looking back at her. Dawn didn’t realise it, but she had been staring at him for quite a long time. He frowned at her. “What?”

“I… I…” She didn’t know where to begin. If she said there was a voice in her head telling her to ask him the questions she needed answering, they’d think she was going crazy. “I keep having strange dreams.” She finally said. Silver looked at her expectantly. “The first time, Will, my brother, told me to give up the key… There was a light over us, and in the darkness I could just about see my close friends and family… Except… Except…” She swallowed hard. “My mum wasn’t there…”

“That’s because she’s dead.” Silver answered bluntly.

“But there were a lot of people there.” She continued. “Hundreds. All of them I recognised. Some of them I’d only met once, others I hadn’t seen in years…”

“That’s because you’re too kind hearted.” His voice remained calm. He waited for Dawn to ask him something else, but seeing that she wanted more of an explanation, he continued. “You care for so many people and hold them too close to your heart. They’ll suffer for it.”

“What’s wrong with caring for people?” Gavin’s temper rising again. “There aren’t enough caring people in the world.” He took Dawn’s hand and squeezed it gently. She blushed slightly and smiled a little.

“Like I said earlier, all those you care about will be in danger. You must forget about them.” Silver seemed a little irritated that he had to repeat himself.

“I can’t just forget them…” She mumbled, her eyes fixed at one point on the ground. She yawned, her body suddenly becoming exhausted. Her knees gave way as her eyes closed. She felt someone catch her before she was completely unconscious.

“You already have.”

~~

She found herself lying on the cold stone floor as she woke up. Again, it was completely pitch black other than the light ahead of her. She picked herself up off the floor, her bare feet padding softly against the stone as she walked towards it.

This time she didn’t stop and watch from a distance. She held her head high as she walked past the first of the shadows, ignoring their yellow eyed glares.

“I don’t want it… You don’t have anything I want…” The boy said, keeping his gaze fixed on the floor. His voice was slightly deep, although it still had a childish tint to it.

“Are you okay?” Dawn asked, standing not too far in front of him.

He looked up at her. His blue eyes gazed at her, almost sending a chill down her spine. He shook his head slowly.

“You don’t belong here, do you?” She questioned.

He shook his head again. She had heard him speak earlier, so why wouldn’t he talk to her now?

She took her key from her pocket and allowed it to become its full size. She held out her other hand to the boy. “Come on, I’ll get you out of here.”

He stared at the Keyblade. From his expression, Dawn could see that he knew what it was. “… The Golden Hour.”

The room’s temperature seemed to drop radically as the shadows attacked her. Before, they had just watched from a distance, but now it must have seemed as though she was a threat. Why hadn’t they reacted when she had made it into its full size? Why did they attack her when the boy had said ‘The Golden Hour’?

She fought countless shadows; the technique seemed to be coming naturally to her. Every time she knocked one back, more seemed to come forward.

“Use the Keyblade!” The boy called to her. “Use the Keyblade’s magic to get out of here!”

The Keyblade glowed brighter in her hands as it reacted to what the boy had said. A white light began to swirl around her as she watched a shadow come forward. It clutched a sword in its hand, something that it had been tempting the boy with. Dawn had a feeling that if she used her blade now to attack it, she’d have to start whatever this light was again. She remained still, waiting to either wake up or be killed in her dreams.

She didn’t see what happened, but as the shadow went to slice her, something caused it to lose balance. The sword’s sharp blade managed to run along her arm before it crashed to the ground. She felt no pain, but felt her consciousness slip away.

~~

Dawn woke up suddenly, her breath quickened as she realised that she was back in the real world. She sat up to find her Keyblade clutched in her hand by her side and that she had been lying on the sofa. She watched as Gavin, Silver and Kimi reacted to her regaining consciousness.

“Are you okay? What happened?” Gavin asked, sitting on the edge of the sofa. He looked more worried than she had ever seen him before.

“I had a dream…” She let go of her Keyblade, her hand drifting to her other forearm. Her shirt felt cold and wet. She retracted her hand quickly and stared at it. “Blood?” Her hand returned to her arm, the pain hitting her instantly.

“Let me see.” Gavin said, leaning to try and look. She wriggled closer to the sofa, not wanting it to cause a fuss.

“Ask Silver. He knows the answer.”

“Silver!” She called from behind Gavin, ignoring the pain from the rather large yet shallow cut the shadow’s sword had given her in her dream. “What’s The Golden Hour?”

[Crystal Tears]

[color=#CCCCCC][font=franklin gothic medium]Silver

“What’s The Golden Hour?!”

He didn’t know what to think really, did she really not know? Frowning, his eyes transferred over to the blood. She hadn’t been cut when they had first arrived… His eyes narrowed at the cut and transferred to Dawn.

“The Golden Hour is your Keyblade.” He answered, rather emotionlessly.

“My…” Dawn fell silent. “Then who’s the boy in my dream? Surrounded by those creatures?”

“Boy?” Gavin seemed annoyed at this.

Silver stayed silent. It couldn’t possibly be him; he locked the door a long time ago… And every he knew died… Rather painfully if Silver remembered correctly. Then how was this Dawn having similar dreams of what the boy had?

“You were… With him?” Silver questioned.

“Yes…”

‘He’s behind the door though…’ Silver thought.

“Did you open a door?” Another question, Dawn thought for a minute, and shook her head; Silver gave a sigh of relief. “Whatever you do, don’t open that door.”

“What door?” She questioned.

“The door you’re eventually going to see. Don’t open it.”

“Ok fine.” She huffed. “But who’s the boy?”

“I…” He sighed. “I don’t know who he is… I know he was like you… Err… Us... A Wielder…” Silver paused, trying to remember everything on him. “To close the door, he had to be sealed behind it.”

“Why?” Gavin questioned. Silver was getting annoyed, it was like he was a teacher, and these people were all his very stupid students.

“So the creatures would never get out again.”

“But they are out.” Kimi sighed; Silver shot a glare over at her. He didn’t need her joining in on the questions to.

“Yes… I know that…” Silver snarled. “Thank you.”

“So… something went wrong.”

“Yes…” He sighed, “Something went horribly wrong.”

“What?”

“I don’t know.” Silver answered. “Since you dream about him, you ask him.”

[Samchu]

Gavin
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"Can we talk baout this later?" I asked angrily. I couldn't believe that I was the only one who seemed to care about the miraculous cut that had appeared along her arm. "Kimi do you have naything I can use to bandage it?"

She handed me some tissues from a nearby table. "I'll look to see if I have anything you can use to dress it with. Use this to stop the bleeding in the meanwhile," she paused to leave but, sensing the awkwardness in the room, added, "Silver help me look."

He nodded reluctantly and followed her as I pressed the tissues agains the open wound. I wasn't gonna to say anything until I was sure they were out of hearing distance but it was Dawn who broke the silence between us.

"You don't have to worry about him."

I kept my eyes on the wound as I held the tissue tightly against it. I saw her wince before I answered. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Her good hand reached up to stroke the side of my face. "You're jealous Gavin. I can see you're jealous but you have no right to be. I don't even know who he is."

I shook my head gently. "I'm not jealous. I'm worried."

A soft smile crept across her lips. "What is there to be worried about?"

"This Dawn," my voice rose as I pointed to her arm, "this is what I have to worry about." I took a deep breath to calm myself. "You have a bad dream and wake up screaming and shaking and then you just pass out for no reason and this cut appears on your arm even though nothing's touched you. How can I not worry? You're having dreams that physically affect you in the real world and that scares me. What if something even worse happens next time? What if you..." I looked away, gulping nervously.

Her hand found my cheek again and I found myself forced to look at her. Her eyes locked with my own and I found myself unable to draw my gaze from them. She drew me closer and once again I felt the sensational rush of emotion as her lips pressed against my own, joining us for the briefest of moments. I hated the moment when it ended.

"I know it's scary but I need you to be strong for me Gavin. As long as you're here I know I have something to come back to and I will come back to you."

"I don't want you to go back there Dawn. He's not important."

"Gavin..."

"You heard what Silver said. The people that we care about will suffer because of who we are. How can I think that anything good qill come from this when the person I care the most about is you?"

"Do you remember when I had that dream back at the house? You were in my dream then. So I know, when I sleep, you'll be right there with me." She squeezed my hand. "You'll protect me, like you always have done. You're the only person I'd trust my life with Gavin and I know you wouldn't let anything happen to me."

I frowned, sighing lightly. "I think you know me too well Dawn."

"Found some bandages," said Kimi, entering the room with Silver and handing them to me. "And this to help clean the wound."

I took the stuff from her and began work on Dawn's wound. The liquid Kimi had given me to clean her arm stung slightly, causing Dawn to wince and cringe against the sofa. As I tied the bandage tightly round Dawn's damaged arm I shot a qwuick glance across at Silver. "Now what do we do?" I asked.