Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction
Kingdom Hearts, Spades, Diamonds, and Clubs
By: Gema J. Gall
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts they belong to Squaresoft. Everything Disney is owned by Disney. I also don't own Harry Potter, Meridian, Deltora Quest, The Seventh Tower, The Unicorn Chronicles, Sailor Moon, Digimon, Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Card Captors, Clover, Magic Knights Rayearth, Lunar, Dragon Warrior, Dragon Warrior Monsters, Mario, or anything else that may come up in this fic that I don't have a copyright on.
Hearts......
"I've been having these weird thoughts lately....like, is any of this real......or not?" a lone dreamer thought.
His dreams were chaotic. First, on of is closest friends seemed to be calling his from the ocean. But when he was almost there a wave swept them under. The next thing he knew, he was looking at the dawn sky. Another of his friends was waving to him. He tried to make to her, too. But then he saw himself, falling from the sky. Then, he was falling. She was reaching out, trying to help him, but he was beyond reach. He landed in a dark place, on a round of stained glass.
"So much to do, so little time......Take your time," said a mysterious voice. The boy looked around, trying to place it. "Don't be afraid, the door is still shut." A door appeared at the far end. He stepped forward to it.
Then, the entire area began to vibrate. Three stones rose out of the ground, and on each was an item.
"If you give it form, it will give you strength," said the speaker. "Chose well."
"This has to be a dream," he told himself. But, now that he knew it was a dream, there was nothing he could do until he woke up. He looked at the choices before him; a sword, a shield, and a wand. He walked over and picked up the sword.
"The power of the warrior," said the voice as he turned it over in his hands. "Invincible courage. Is this the power you seek?"
"Yes," he replied, confidently.
"Your path is set," said the speaker. The boy looked around as if something big was about to happen.
"Now, what will you give up in exchange?" the voice asked. He looked at the other two pedestals; a shield or the wand. He paused a moment, the decision was hard. He gathered his courage and walked over to the wand.
"The power of magic. The mystery of magic," said the voice. "You give up this power?" He nodded, not trusting his voice to speak.
Suddenly, the pedestals went back into the ground like an earthquake. Then, the entire platform shattered. He fell. He landed on another stained glass round, with the sword in his hand.
"You've gained the power to fight," said the speaker, who had somehow managed to follow him. He swung the blade through the air, testing it.
"All right! You've got it," said the voice. "Use this power to protect yourself and others."
Then, several shadows took on a solid form. They surrounded the boy. He gaped at them. One dove in to attack. He felt the pain from the creature's bite.
"This is no dream," he realized.
"There will be times when you have to fight. Keep your light burning strong."
He swung at the nearest creature, slicing it in two. It became nothing more than a dark spot on the floor. But the boy didn't look, he was too busy dealing with the other Shadow.
"Behind you!" warned the stranger. The boy swirled around, seeing the one Shadow that had formed behind him. He struck it down, as well.
A stairway appeared. The boy raced over to it and started to climb up. He found himself at another platform with a door on the far end, but the door would not open.
"I can't open it," he said, perplexed.
Then, a treasure box appeared behind him. He opened it. Much to his surprise, a barrel appeared. Out of frustration and confusion, the boy struck down the barrel with his sword. A light began to glow from the door. He raced over and opened it.
Only to be in a tree house with his friends.
"Tell me more about yourself," said the voice. He shrugged it off and walked over to his friends.
"Sora, what are you afraid of?" asked Tidus. Sora, the boy looked at him a moment before telling him the answer in his ear.
"Is that really so scary?" asked Tidus. Sora backed away from him and walked to Wakka.
"What's up with Tidus?" asked Wakka.
"What do you want out of life?" asked Wakka. It began to click for Sora. These weren't his real friends, it was some kind of test.
"To see rare sights," said Sora after some thought.
"Cool," said Wakka with a shrug. Sora sighed and headed over to Selphie.
"What is most important to you?" she asked.
"How do you expect me to answer that?" he asked her, but she just looked at him, waiting for the answer.
"My friends," he said, at length.
"Are they really so important to you?" she asked.
Then the stranger started talking, "Your adventure is about to begin." Sora braced himself.
"The day you will open the door is both far off and very near." The tropical scene went dark. Sora again found himself on a stained glass round.
"The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes," said the voice. Sora turned around. His shadow stretched behind him. Then, it began to move on its own. It grew larger and larger and took a solid form.
Sora screamed and started to walk backwards. He almost walked off of the edge of the round. There was no way out. He'd have to fight. He held his weapon firmly in his hands.
The shadow raised its enormous fist and slammed it into the ground. Sora ran over and started to slash the fist, despite the dark vortex it was creating. Something instinctively told him that this was Darkside's weak spot.
Several other shadows formed from the darkness, but Sora ignored them. He focused on hitting the hand. The monster rose again for another strike. Sora dove backwards and slashed an incoming Shadow. Darkside stuck again, but Sora avoided it. He then began his assault on the creature's hand.
The creature bellowed and began to collapsed. Sora raced backwards. Then, he noticed there was a heart-shaped hole in its chest.
A black vortex appeared under him and he began to sink. He struggled to free himself, but it was worse than quicksand. He called for help, but he was alone.
"But don't be afraid," said the voice. "You hold the mightiest weapon of all."
Sora was up to his neck. It was getting hard to breathe. He was on the verge of a full out panic.
"So don't forget: you are the one who will open the door."
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Diamonds........
"I think a lot, maybe too much. But, I have to wonder, is this all there is?" a lone dreamer pondered.
She saw herself in the corner of a room, book in hand. She was pouring over the mysteries of the world. She saw two girls talking in the corner, and tried to ignore them. They looked at her and started giggling, before walking away.
Then, she saw her best friend crying on the other side of the street. She jumped to her feet and raced to her. But as she was about to cross the road, a bus zoomed passed. When it was gone, so was her friend. Then the girl saw herself running. She blinked, then she was running. But she stopped when one of her guy friends gave her a smile. Then, something like a black claw came and snatched him away from her.
"There is so much work to be done," said a voice to her. She looked around. The buzzing metropolis was no more. Instead, she was standing on an ancient scroll, one so old it looked faded and worn through. "There are tasks that need to be completed. Do not be afraid, the door has yet to be opened. Take your first step to finishing the task."
She hesitantly stepped forward, looking in every shadow for the speaker. Then, she was thrown off of her feet. An earthquake shook the entire scroll to the point that she thought it would break. Three stone tablets appeared, each bearing an item; a shield, a sword, and a wand.
"If you give it a form, it will give you strength. Choose well," said the voice.
She looked at each item, trying to analyze the entire situation. Then, she walked over and picked up the wand.
"The power of magic, of forces beyond comprehension," said the voice. "Is that your choice?" She nodded.
"You have chosen your path. But what will you give up in exchange?"
She looked at the remaining two items. She walked over to the sword and stared at it, not even willing to touch it.
"The power of the warrior, strength and destruction. You give up this power?" she nodded with hesitation.
Suddenly, she was thrown off of her feet by another earthquake. Thr tablets and the shield disappeared. The wand formed in her hand as she fell onto another scroll.
"You have gained the power to fight," said the voice.
She seemed a little concerned by this statement, but she held the wand out anyways. It glowed brightly.
"Use this power to protect yourself and others."
She turned around just in time to feel tiny claws rake across her face. She held her wand up and blasted the creature. But she didn't have time to gasp at what she did, because another was on top of her. She held the wand out, feeling its power. A ray shot out, obliterating the second Shadow.
A door appeared in midair. She walked over to it, looking over her shoulders every few seconds.
She tried the knob, but it wouldn't budge. Then she twirled around at the grating noise that came from behind her. A mass of staircases and platforms had rose out of the scroll.
Thinking there might be a way out on one of them, she began to climb. She explored every nook and cranny when a bright light began to shine from the locked door. She jumped down and raced through it.
Only to find herself in her library. She looked around, wide-eyed.
"The door is still not opened," said the stranger. "Tell me more about yourself."
She sat down, next to her friend. "Samantha....."
"Verity," said Samantha. "What do you want out of life?"
"What is this?" asked Verity, but Samantha only blinked. Verity hung her head in disappointment. "Sam, you know that I want to know things." Samantha nodded.
Verity walked over to Willis, who was re-shelving books. "What is most important to you?" He asked without looking down.
She hung her head bashfully before whispering the answer.
"Is that such a big deal?" he asked. She didn't reply, just continued to look at her shoes.
"Verity," said the remaining member in the library, Hannah. "What are you afraid of?"
"Being indecisive," she said.
"Is that really so scary?" asked Hannah.
"Your adventure is about to begin," said the stranger. "The time the seal will be broken is soon and far away......"
Verity found herself on another scroll and she instantly knew the insanity was not over.
"The closer you get to the light, the longer your shadow grows," said the stranger.
"But no matter how much darkness there is, it cannot hope to extinguish a single candle," said Verity. This was the first time she had spoken loud enough to be audible.
Then, a scratching sound was heard behind her. She turned around only to find her own shadow taking aim at her. She tried to dodge as a wave of darkness washed over her. She was pushed back, nearly off of the scroll.
"But do not fear, and never forget....." said the voice, but Verity was to distracted to listen.
She was still trying to process the bizarre event. She ducked as another wave of darkness covered the area. She clutched her wand tighter. She peered up at her shadow, her Darkside. What she saw took her breath away. There was a hole in the middle of its chest, a hole shaped like a heart.
She put her hand over her chest, comforted by her pulse. She stood up, holding her wand in front of her. The tip began to glow brightly.
"Light can beat darkness," she muttered to herself. The light began to grow brighter. She focused harder on it. Her Darkside cringed back, then began to disappear in the light.
But, then in collapsed, falling forward. Verity found herself trapped under the mass of darkness. She tried to struggle, but there was darkness everywhere.
"But do not be afraid. You hold the strongest weapon of all."
She couldn't move. Darkness was taking the strength from her. Her heart was beating frantically.
"So do not forget: you are the one who will find the truth."
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Spades.......
"Are we all alone? Is there something more out there?" wondered a lone dreamer.
He was fishing by a small, glass smooth lake. His secret crush was next to him. She broke into a big smile and an even big laugh. Then, the boy saw himself, trapped beneath the surface of the water. He jerked. Suddenly, he was pounding on the underside of the water, as if it had been covered by glass or ice. She was looking at him, somewhat fearful, but she couldn't reach him anymore than he could reach her.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder. It was his best friend. His best friend motioned for him to follow and tore off underwater. The boy tried to follow, but he couldn't keep up. A wave of bubbles washed over him and he awoke to find himself on a strange stone mosaic.
"The way must be found," said a voice out of nowhere. The boy looked around for the speaker, but he was completely alone. "What is found has been lost. Take your time and step onto the path."
The boy stepped forward, looking around for any sign of movement. He abut jumped out of his sneakers when the ground started to shake. It seemed like the mosaic had come to life. Three platforms rose out of the ground containing a sword, a shield, and a wand.
"If you give it form, it will give you power," said the voice. "Choose well."
The boy looked at each item in turn before picking up the shield.
"The power of the guardian, kindness to aid those in need," explained the voice. "Is that your choice?"
"Yes, I can't imagine anything I would want more," he replied.
"Your path has been set," said the voice. "Now, what will you give up in turn?"
"Give up?" he asked. He looked at the two remaining items. Then, he cautiously walked over to the wand and picked it up. He seemed to be afraid it would shock him.
"The power of magic, of strange, incomprehensible forces. You give up this power?"
"Yes," he replied, trying to be confident about his decision.
Suddenly, the entire mosaic began to shake. It began to crumble, dropping him to a lower mosaic.
"You have gained the power to fight," said the stranger.
The boy shrugged and struck a battle pose with his shield.
"You are finally beginning to understand," said the speaker. "Use this power to protect yourself and others."
Suddenly, three shadows jumped out of the ground. He gasped and began to walk backwards, keeping his shield between them and him. He was very quickly surrounded on three sides, with the end of the mosaic behind him.
One Shadow lunged for an attack. He dove out of the way and the Shadow jumped off of the edge. It had a nice long time to think before it hit the bottom.
But the boy didn't have time to think. He managed to crush one Shadow between his shield and the ground. But the other hand jumped on his back and was drawing blood. The boy stood up and held his shield defiantly. But there was no need for another attack. A light in the middle of the shield dissipated the remaining Shadow. The boy stopped, breathing hard.
Then, several new stones appeared, leading to another platform. The boy was eager to get away from this one she he hurried up it. On the top was a door.
"It's locked!" he protested when the knob wouldn't budge.
He heard a noise behind him. A strange object had formed on top of the mosaic with him. He looked at it, trying to figure it out. Then, a shadowy orb was sent at him. He put up his shield and the attack was deflected. He glanced up, surprised. But he had little time to enjoy it, because another attack was launched, and another.
He hid behind his shield as best he could while trying to crab-walk away. Then, one attack ricocheted off of his shield and right back at the strange machine. The machine turned to rubble.
The door began to glow brightly. The boy walked backwards to it, keeping his shield up for any more threats.
He was surprised what he was on the other side. It was the island in the middle of the lake that his friends liked to fish at with him. Several of his friends were already there.
"There is still time, the door has not yet been opened. First, tell me a little about yourself," said the speaker.
He walked up to Nyx. "Nyx, what is going on here, there is this voice......"
"Lee, what is most important to you?" she asked. She had a look in her eyes that she hadn't heard a thing.
"Nyx, did you hear me?" he asked. She just blinked blankly.
"Oh, great!" he exclaimed, realizing he was still in the warped reality. "OK, OK, I'll play along..... I guess my life is the most important thing to me."
"Is that really so important?" she asked. He gave her a weird look and walked away.
"What do you want to do with your life?" asked Nathan.
"I want to do something important," answered Lee. Nathan just nodded and turned away. Lee shook his head and approached Xan, the last person there.
"What are you most afraid of?" asked Xan.
"Being forgotten," answered Lee without a second thought.
"Is that really something to be afraid of?" asked Xan.
"Is that true?" asked the voice. "Your adventure is about to begin."
Lee felt himself falling again. He landed back on another mosaic and rolled his eyes, knowing what was coming.
"The closer to the light you get, the greater your shadow becomes," warned the stranger. "But do not be afraid. And do not forget....."
Lee turned around. His shadow had stretched to unreasonable lengths. It jerked up into the realm of 3D and started to move towards him.
"This cannot be happening!" gasped Lee has he held up his shield. His Darkside swatted him with the back of its hand. It nearly set Lee off of the mosaic. He managed to save himself by one hand. He pulled himself back onto the ledge.
His Darkside had taken to forming shadowy balls in its hands and pelting the mosaic below. Lee stood up shakily and held his shield off, to ward off any attack. He could feel the weight of each ball that hit his shield and the arm holding it.
"I can't last like this much longer," thought Lee. Then, a faint memory hit him. It was the moment the on attack ricocheted and destroyed the machine. He smiled and gripped his shield. He calculated the next attack. It hit the middle of his shield and was sent flying back at Darkside. But, s strange ring of light from the shield had surrounded the dark ball. His Darkside bellowed in pain and began to fall. Lee realized he could see through a hole in its chest.
But he didn't have much time to think about that, because a dark vortex had formed under him.
"But do not be afraid," said the voice. "And remember you hold the mightiest weapon of all."
Lee was thrashing wildly about, trying to free himself. But all that happened was him sinking faster.
"So do not forget" you will be the one to find the path."
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Clubs......
"I wonder......is the a reason we are here? Is there some purpose? I feel like there is so much that we have to do....." contemplated a lone dreamer.
She climbed onto a tree branch and smiled. Then, a rustling of leaves was heard behind her. She turned and her closest friend raced higher into the branches. The girl laughed and tried to follow. Her friend held out her hand. The girl reach to take it, but the hands went through each other. She gasped as she fell and fell and fell.
She landed and another friend raced passed her. She started to chase him. He stopped and stood on a rock. He looked back at her, the sunset radiating from behind him. She slowed and continued to walk to him. Then she saw herself falling from the sky. She fell into the forest, branches brushing her skin as she slipped past. He gasped as she feel from him. They held out their hands to each other, but they were to far away.
She woke up to find herself on an open book. It was written in a flowery written, with the first letter overly done and several minor illustrations on the edges.
"So much to do, so much to find, and yet, there is so little time," a voice said that seemed to be coming from everywhere and nowhere.
"Who's there?!" she demanded. But she did not get the answer she wanted.
"Do not be afraid," said the speaker. "The door is still shut. Step forward, can you do it?"
She folded her arms defiantly and took one step forward. Then, her legs almost gave out from under her as the ground started to shake. Several stone tables rose out of the book. One each was a sword, a shield, and a staff.
"If you give it form, it will give you strength," said the stranger. "Choose well." She glanced at all of the items and instantly went over to the sword.
"The power of the warrior. Courage and strength of heart balanced with terrible destruction. Is this the power you seek?" She nodded with a dangerous glimmer in her eyes.
"Your path is set," said the speaker.
"Is this is a dream, I don't want it to end," she thought.
"Now, what will you give up in exchange?" he asked. She looked up from the sword and eyed the shield and the staff. She then walked over and promptly picked up the shield.
"The power of the guardian," said the voice. "The power to aid those in need. The strength of heart and kindness. Do you give this power up?" She nodded again, keeping her eye on the staff.
"EEIKKK" she gasped as she felt the pages beneath her move. The stone tables collapsed and she fell to the floor. But the floor disappeared and she kept falling. She landed on another open book.
"You have gained the power to fight," said the voice. "But remember, the choice you make decide your course. The strength of your heart has the power to change things."
The girl gasped as her sword disappeared. Actually, it didn't disappear, but transformed. In her hands was a large disk, much like a metal Frisbee. The edge was razor sharp. She hefted it into the air. It buzzed around before coming back to her. She caught it with skill she didn't know she had.
"You've got it," said the voice. "Use this power to protect yourself and others."
"I could get used to this," she said. But as those words fell from her lips the words on the page became shadows. She gasped in surprise.
She lifted her blade ring into the air again and cut through two at once. But she failed to notice the one closest to her. It jumped onto her side and bit and scratched.
"Get off of me!" she shrieked as she kicked it off. She then plucked her weapon out of the air and through it again, decapitating the third.
"Maybe this won't be so fun," she pouted as she examined the claw marks on her arm. She heard a clanking noise and looked up to see a staircase being formed. She tightened her grip on her weapon and walked up it, onto another book.
There was a door at the far end, but it wouldn't open for her.
"Great...." she muttered. But when she turned around, many barrels had formed behind her. She looked at them, puzzled.
But then she hefted her blade ring into the air and let it fly. It circled the area, slicing easily through each barrel before returning to her. She smiled with satisfaction. Then, the door glowed brightly. She exited, only to find herself in her favorite clearing in the forest. Several of her friends were lounging around.
"Wait. The door has not opened yet," said the voice. "First, tell me a little more about yourself." She stuck out her tongue, even though that was kind of pointless.
"Celia, did you hear that?" she asked the nearest person.
"Crysta, what are you afraid of?" she asked.
"Great! It's a conspiracy," snapped Crysta. Celia just blinked. "I don't want to get old."
"Getting old? Is that really so scary?" asked Celia. Crysta backed away.
"What do you have to say to me?" Crysta asked the nearest guy.
"What is most important to you?" asked Tuan.
"Being number one," she answered.
"Is that really so important?" he asked.
"Corey, do you believe all of this?" she asked the remaining person.
"What do you want out of life?" he asked. She rolled her eyes.
"To do something that has never been done," she answered.
"Really?" he asked.
"Your adventure is about to begin," said the voice.
"Enough already!" she snapped.
The speaker continued as if she had said nothing. "The time to find the path is quickly approaching and is far away."
The forest began to blur as Crysta found herself on another opened book.
"The closer you get to the light, the darker your shadow becomes," said the stranger.
"This is a bunch of....gar....bage," she started to stammer, because her shadow was mutating. It had grown nearly 100x is original size. And it was stepping off of the flat surface. Worse, it seemed to be glaring at her. Crysta gasped and fell backwards on her hands and butt. She couldn't take her eyes off of the heart shaped hole in its chest.
"But do not be afraid. And do not forget....."
The shadow reared back to attack. Crysta jumped to her feet and started to run.. But there wasn't much room to run. Then, she felt the weight of her blade ring in her arms. She spun on her heel and face her Darkside. She threw the ring with as much strength as she could muster. It took off, cutting through the shadow as it went.
But Crysta almost didn't notice, until it was almost too late, the little Shadows her Darkside had summoned. And her weapon was still in the air.
"Great......" she muttered as she took of running from them.
She jumped into the air and reclaimed her weapon. Then, she let it fly again. It buzzed under her Darkside's neck, making it her victory. The Shadow minions disappeared. She grabbed her weapon as he Darkside began to fall.
She tried to get out of its way, but it fell on top of her. She was pressed to the ground as the darkness tried to claim. But she refused to stop fighting.
"But don't be afraid. You hold the strongest weapon of all." She was fighting, but it was getting harder. It was so dark, she couldn't even see her hand. She felt like she was falling.
"So don't forget: you are the one who will reveal the path."
AN/ OK, I know it is a bit of a slow beginning. NO ONE is allowed to comment on the fact that the various groups are similar. NO ONE, got it! I know they start off the same, sort of, but that won't last for long. I have many plans, and these four are nothing alike, so no comments on that allowed! But, any questions, comments, concerns, or constructive criticism are allowed. And, as always, please read, review, and enjoy! (
Kingdom Hearts, Spades, Diamonds, and Clubs
By: Gema J. Gall
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts they belong to Squaresoft. Everything Disney is owned by Disney. I also don't own Harry Potter, Meridian, Deltora Quest, The Seventh Tower, The Unicorn Chronicles, Sailor Moon, Digimon, Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh!, Card Captors, Clover, Magic Knights Rayearth, Lunar, Dragon Warrior, Dragon Warrior Monsters, Mario, or anything else that may come up in this fic that I don't have a copyright on.
Hearts......
"I've been having these weird thoughts lately....like, is any of this real......or not?" a lone dreamer thought.
His dreams were chaotic. First, on of is closest friends seemed to be calling his from the ocean. But when he was almost there a wave swept them under. The next thing he knew, he was looking at the dawn sky. Another of his friends was waving to him. He tried to make to her, too. But then he saw himself, falling from the sky. Then, he was falling. She was reaching out, trying to help him, but he was beyond reach. He landed in a dark place, on a round of stained glass.
"So much to do, so little time......Take your time," said a mysterious voice. The boy looked around, trying to place it. "Don't be afraid, the door is still shut." A door appeared at the far end. He stepped forward to it.
Then, the entire area began to vibrate. Three stones rose out of the ground, and on each was an item.
"If you give it form, it will give you strength," said the speaker. "Chose well."
"This has to be a dream," he told himself. But, now that he knew it was a dream, there was nothing he could do until he woke up. He looked at the choices before him; a sword, a shield, and a wand. He walked over and picked up the sword.
"The power of the warrior," said the voice as he turned it over in his hands. "Invincible courage. Is this the power you seek?"
"Yes," he replied, confidently.
"Your path is set," said the speaker. The boy looked around as if something big was about to happen.
"Now, what will you give up in exchange?" the voice asked. He looked at the other two pedestals; a shield or the wand. He paused a moment, the decision was hard. He gathered his courage and walked over to the wand.
"The power of magic. The mystery of magic," said the voice. "You give up this power?" He nodded, not trusting his voice to speak.
Suddenly, the pedestals went back into the ground like an earthquake. Then, the entire platform shattered. He fell. He landed on another stained glass round, with the sword in his hand.
"You've gained the power to fight," said the speaker, who had somehow managed to follow him. He swung the blade through the air, testing it.
"All right! You've got it," said the voice. "Use this power to protect yourself and others."
Then, several shadows took on a solid form. They surrounded the boy. He gaped at them. One dove in to attack. He felt the pain from the creature's bite.
"This is no dream," he realized.
"There will be times when you have to fight. Keep your light burning strong."
He swung at the nearest creature, slicing it in two. It became nothing more than a dark spot on the floor. But the boy didn't look, he was too busy dealing with the other Shadow.
"Behind you!" warned the stranger. The boy swirled around, seeing the one Shadow that had formed behind him. He struck it down, as well.
A stairway appeared. The boy raced over to it and started to climb up. He found himself at another platform with a door on the far end, but the door would not open.
"I can't open it," he said, perplexed.
Then, a treasure box appeared behind him. He opened it. Much to his surprise, a barrel appeared. Out of frustration and confusion, the boy struck down the barrel with his sword. A light began to glow from the door. He raced over and opened it.
Only to be in a tree house with his friends.
"Tell me more about yourself," said the voice. He shrugged it off and walked over to his friends.
"Sora, what are you afraid of?" asked Tidus. Sora, the boy looked at him a moment before telling him the answer in his ear.
"Is that really so scary?" asked Tidus. Sora backed away from him and walked to Wakka.
"What's up with Tidus?" asked Wakka.
"What do you want out of life?" asked Wakka. It began to click for Sora. These weren't his real friends, it was some kind of test.
"To see rare sights," said Sora after some thought.
"Cool," said Wakka with a shrug. Sora sighed and headed over to Selphie.
"What is most important to you?" she asked.
"How do you expect me to answer that?" he asked her, but she just looked at him, waiting for the answer.
"My friends," he said, at length.
"Are they really so important to you?" she asked.
Then the stranger started talking, "Your adventure is about to begin." Sora braced himself.
"The day you will open the door is both far off and very near." The tropical scene went dark. Sora again found himself on a stained glass round.
"The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes," said the voice. Sora turned around. His shadow stretched behind him. Then, it began to move on its own. It grew larger and larger and took a solid form.
Sora screamed and started to walk backwards. He almost walked off of the edge of the round. There was no way out. He'd have to fight. He held his weapon firmly in his hands.
The shadow raised its enormous fist and slammed it into the ground. Sora ran over and started to slash the fist, despite the dark vortex it was creating. Something instinctively told him that this was Darkside's weak spot.
Several other shadows formed from the darkness, but Sora ignored them. He focused on hitting the hand. The monster rose again for another strike. Sora dove backwards and slashed an incoming Shadow. Darkside stuck again, but Sora avoided it. He then began his assault on the creature's hand.
The creature bellowed and began to collapsed. Sora raced backwards. Then, he noticed there was a heart-shaped hole in its chest.
A black vortex appeared under him and he began to sink. He struggled to free himself, but it was worse than quicksand. He called for help, but he was alone.
"But don't be afraid," said the voice. "You hold the mightiest weapon of all."
Sora was up to his neck. It was getting hard to breathe. He was on the verge of a full out panic.
"So don't forget: you are the one who will open the door."
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Diamonds........
"I think a lot, maybe too much. But, I have to wonder, is this all there is?" a lone dreamer pondered.
She saw herself in the corner of a room, book in hand. She was pouring over the mysteries of the world. She saw two girls talking in the corner, and tried to ignore them. They looked at her and started giggling, before walking away.
Then, she saw her best friend crying on the other side of the street. She jumped to her feet and raced to her. But as she was about to cross the road, a bus zoomed passed. When it was gone, so was her friend. Then the girl saw herself running. She blinked, then she was running. But she stopped when one of her guy friends gave her a smile. Then, something like a black claw came and snatched him away from her.
"There is so much work to be done," said a voice to her. She looked around. The buzzing metropolis was no more. Instead, she was standing on an ancient scroll, one so old it looked faded and worn through. "There are tasks that need to be completed. Do not be afraid, the door has yet to be opened. Take your first step to finishing the task."
She hesitantly stepped forward, looking in every shadow for the speaker. Then, she was thrown off of her feet. An earthquake shook the entire scroll to the point that she thought it would break. Three stone tablets appeared, each bearing an item; a shield, a sword, and a wand.
"If you give it a form, it will give you strength. Choose well," said the voice.
She looked at each item, trying to analyze the entire situation. Then, she walked over and picked up the wand.
"The power of magic, of forces beyond comprehension," said the voice. "Is that your choice?" She nodded.
"You have chosen your path. But what will you give up in exchange?"
She looked at the remaining two items. She walked over to the sword and stared at it, not even willing to touch it.
"The power of the warrior, strength and destruction. You give up this power?" she nodded with hesitation.
Suddenly, she was thrown off of her feet by another earthquake. Thr tablets and the shield disappeared. The wand formed in her hand as she fell onto another scroll.
"You have gained the power to fight," said the voice.
She seemed a little concerned by this statement, but she held the wand out anyways. It glowed brightly.
"Use this power to protect yourself and others."
She turned around just in time to feel tiny claws rake across her face. She held her wand up and blasted the creature. But she didn't have time to gasp at what she did, because another was on top of her. She held the wand out, feeling its power. A ray shot out, obliterating the second Shadow.
A door appeared in midair. She walked over to it, looking over her shoulders every few seconds.
She tried the knob, but it wouldn't budge. Then she twirled around at the grating noise that came from behind her. A mass of staircases and platforms had rose out of the scroll.
Thinking there might be a way out on one of them, she began to climb. She explored every nook and cranny when a bright light began to shine from the locked door. She jumped down and raced through it.
Only to find herself in her library. She looked around, wide-eyed.
"The door is still not opened," said the stranger. "Tell me more about yourself."
She sat down, next to her friend. "Samantha....."
"Verity," said Samantha. "What do you want out of life?"
"What is this?" asked Verity, but Samantha only blinked. Verity hung her head in disappointment. "Sam, you know that I want to know things." Samantha nodded.
Verity walked over to Willis, who was re-shelving books. "What is most important to you?" He asked without looking down.
She hung her head bashfully before whispering the answer.
"Is that such a big deal?" he asked. She didn't reply, just continued to look at her shoes.
"Verity," said the remaining member in the library, Hannah. "What are you afraid of?"
"Being indecisive," she said.
"Is that really so scary?" asked Hannah.
"Your adventure is about to begin," said the stranger. "The time the seal will be broken is soon and far away......"
Verity found herself on another scroll and she instantly knew the insanity was not over.
"The closer you get to the light, the longer your shadow grows," said the stranger.
"But no matter how much darkness there is, it cannot hope to extinguish a single candle," said Verity. This was the first time she had spoken loud enough to be audible.
Then, a scratching sound was heard behind her. She turned around only to find her own shadow taking aim at her. She tried to dodge as a wave of darkness washed over her. She was pushed back, nearly off of the scroll.
"But do not fear, and never forget....." said the voice, but Verity was to distracted to listen.
She was still trying to process the bizarre event. She ducked as another wave of darkness covered the area. She clutched her wand tighter. She peered up at her shadow, her Darkside. What she saw took her breath away. There was a hole in the middle of its chest, a hole shaped like a heart.
She put her hand over her chest, comforted by her pulse. She stood up, holding her wand in front of her. The tip began to glow brightly.
"Light can beat darkness," she muttered to herself. The light began to grow brighter. She focused harder on it. Her Darkside cringed back, then began to disappear in the light.
But, then in collapsed, falling forward. Verity found herself trapped under the mass of darkness. She tried to struggle, but there was darkness everywhere.
"But do not be afraid. You hold the strongest weapon of all."
She couldn't move. Darkness was taking the strength from her. Her heart was beating frantically.
"So do not forget: you are the one who will find the truth."
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Spades.......
"Are we all alone? Is there something more out there?" wondered a lone dreamer.
He was fishing by a small, glass smooth lake. His secret crush was next to him. She broke into a big smile and an even big laugh. Then, the boy saw himself, trapped beneath the surface of the water. He jerked. Suddenly, he was pounding on the underside of the water, as if it had been covered by glass or ice. She was looking at him, somewhat fearful, but she couldn't reach him anymore than he could reach her.
Someone tapped him on the shoulder. It was his best friend. His best friend motioned for him to follow and tore off underwater. The boy tried to follow, but he couldn't keep up. A wave of bubbles washed over him and he awoke to find himself on a strange stone mosaic.
"The way must be found," said a voice out of nowhere. The boy looked around for the speaker, but he was completely alone. "What is found has been lost. Take your time and step onto the path."
The boy stepped forward, looking around for any sign of movement. He abut jumped out of his sneakers when the ground started to shake. It seemed like the mosaic had come to life. Three platforms rose out of the ground containing a sword, a shield, and a wand.
"If you give it form, it will give you power," said the voice. "Choose well."
The boy looked at each item in turn before picking up the shield.
"The power of the guardian, kindness to aid those in need," explained the voice. "Is that your choice?"
"Yes, I can't imagine anything I would want more," he replied.
"Your path has been set," said the voice. "Now, what will you give up in turn?"
"Give up?" he asked. He looked at the two remaining items. Then, he cautiously walked over to the wand and picked it up. He seemed to be afraid it would shock him.
"The power of magic, of strange, incomprehensible forces. You give up this power?"
"Yes," he replied, trying to be confident about his decision.
Suddenly, the entire mosaic began to shake. It began to crumble, dropping him to a lower mosaic.
"You have gained the power to fight," said the stranger.
The boy shrugged and struck a battle pose with his shield.
"You are finally beginning to understand," said the speaker. "Use this power to protect yourself and others."
Suddenly, three shadows jumped out of the ground. He gasped and began to walk backwards, keeping his shield between them and him. He was very quickly surrounded on three sides, with the end of the mosaic behind him.
One Shadow lunged for an attack. He dove out of the way and the Shadow jumped off of the edge. It had a nice long time to think before it hit the bottom.
But the boy didn't have time to think. He managed to crush one Shadow between his shield and the ground. But the other hand jumped on his back and was drawing blood. The boy stood up and held his shield defiantly. But there was no need for another attack. A light in the middle of the shield dissipated the remaining Shadow. The boy stopped, breathing hard.
Then, several new stones appeared, leading to another platform. The boy was eager to get away from this one she he hurried up it. On the top was a door.
"It's locked!" he protested when the knob wouldn't budge.
He heard a noise behind him. A strange object had formed on top of the mosaic with him. He looked at it, trying to figure it out. Then, a shadowy orb was sent at him. He put up his shield and the attack was deflected. He glanced up, surprised. But he had little time to enjoy it, because another attack was launched, and another.
He hid behind his shield as best he could while trying to crab-walk away. Then, one attack ricocheted off of his shield and right back at the strange machine. The machine turned to rubble.
The door began to glow brightly. The boy walked backwards to it, keeping his shield up for any more threats.
He was surprised what he was on the other side. It was the island in the middle of the lake that his friends liked to fish at with him. Several of his friends were already there.
"There is still time, the door has not yet been opened. First, tell me a little about yourself," said the speaker.
He walked up to Nyx. "Nyx, what is going on here, there is this voice......"
"Lee, what is most important to you?" she asked. She had a look in her eyes that she hadn't heard a thing.
"Nyx, did you hear me?" he asked. She just blinked blankly.
"Oh, great!" he exclaimed, realizing he was still in the warped reality. "OK, OK, I'll play along..... I guess my life is the most important thing to me."
"Is that really so important?" she asked. He gave her a weird look and walked away.
"What do you want to do with your life?" asked Nathan.
"I want to do something important," answered Lee. Nathan just nodded and turned away. Lee shook his head and approached Xan, the last person there.
"What are you most afraid of?" asked Xan.
"Being forgotten," answered Lee without a second thought.
"Is that really something to be afraid of?" asked Xan.
"Is that true?" asked the voice. "Your adventure is about to begin."
Lee felt himself falling again. He landed back on another mosaic and rolled his eyes, knowing what was coming.
"The closer to the light you get, the greater your shadow becomes," warned the stranger. "But do not be afraid. And do not forget....."
Lee turned around. His shadow had stretched to unreasonable lengths. It jerked up into the realm of 3D and started to move towards him.
"This cannot be happening!" gasped Lee has he held up his shield. His Darkside swatted him with the back of its hand. It nearly set Lee off of the mosaic. He managed to save himself by one hand. He pulled himself back onto the ledge.
His Darkside had taken to forming shadowy balls in its hands and pelting the mosaic below. Lee stood up shakily and held his shield off, to ward off any attack. He could feel the weight of each ball that hit his shield and the arm holding it.
"I can't last like this much longer," thought Lee. Then, a faint memory hit him. It was the moment the on attack ricocheted and destroyed the machine. He smiled and gripped his shield. He calculated the next attack. It hit the middle of his shield and was sent flying back at Darkside. But, s strange ring of light from the shield had surrounded the dark ball. His Darkside bellowed in pain and began to fall. Lee realized he could see through a hole in its chest.
But he didn't have much time to think about that, because a dark vortex had formed under him.
"But do not be afraid," said the voice. "And remember you hold the mightiest weapon of all."
Lee was thrashing wildly about, trying to free himself. But all that happened was him sinking faster.
"So do not forget" you will be the one to find the path."
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Clubs......
"I wonder......is the a reason we are here? Is there some purpose? I feel like there is so much that we have to do....." contemplated a lone dreamer.
She climbed onto a tree branch and smiled. Then, a rustling of leaves was heard behind her. She turned and her closest friend raced higher into the branches. The girl laughed and tried to follow. Her friend held out her hand. The girl reach to take it, but the hands went through each other. She gasped as she fell and fell and fell.
She landed and another friend raced passed her. She started to chase him. He stopped and stood on a rock. He looked back at her, the sunset radiating from behind him. She slowed and continued to walk to him. Then she saw herself falling from the sky. She fell into the forest, branches brushing her skin as she slipped past. He gasped as she feel from him. They held out their hands to each other, but they were to far away.
She woke up to find herself on an open book. It was written in a flowery written, with the first letter overly done and several minor illustrations on the edges.
"So much to do, so much to find, and yet, there is so little time," a voice said that seemed to be coming from everywhere and nowhere.
"Who's there?!" she demanded. But she did not get the answer she wanted.
"Do not be afraid," said the speaker. "The door is still shut. Step forward, can you do it?"
She folded her arms defiantly and took one step forward. Then, her legs almost gave out from under her as the ground started to shake. Several stone tables rose out of the book. One each was a sword, a shield, and a staff.
"If you give it form, it will give you strength," said the stranger. "Choose well." She glanced at all of the items and instantly went over to the sword.
"The power of the warrior. Courage and strength of heart balanced with terrible destruction. Is this the power you seek?" She nodded with a dangerous glimmer in her eyes.
"Your path is set," said the speaker.
"Is this is a dream, I don't want it to end," she thought.
"Now, what will you give up in exchange?" he asked. She looked up from the sword and eyed the shield and the staff. She then walked over and promptly picked up the shield.
"The power of the guardian," said the voice. "The power to aid those in need. The strength of heart and kindness. Do you give this power up?" She nodded again, keeping her eye on the staff.
"EEIKKK" she gasped as she felt the pages beneath her move. The stone tables collapsed and she fell to the floor. But the floor disappeared and she kept falling. She landed on another open book.
"You have gained the power to fight," said the voice. "But remember, the choice you make decide your course. The strength of your heart has the power to change things."
The girl gasped as her sword disappeared. Actually, it didn't disappear, but transformed. In her hands was a large disk, much like a metal Frisbee. The edge was razor sharp. She hefted it into the air. It buzzed around before coming back to her. She caught it with skill she didn't know she had.
"You've got it," said the voice. "Use this power to protect yourself and others."
"I could get used to this," she said. But as those words fell from her lips the words on the page became shadows. She gasped in surprise.
She lifted her blade ring into the air again and cut through two at once. But she failed to notice the one closest to her. It jumped onto her side and bit and scratched.
"Get off of me!" she shrieked as she kicked it off. She then plucked her weapon out of the air and through it again, decapitating the third.
"Maybe this won't be so fun," she pouted as she examined the claw marks on her arm. She heard a clanking noise and looked up to see a staircase being formed. She tightened her grip on her weapon and walked up it, onto another book.
There was a door at the far end, but it wouldn't open for her.
"Great...." she muttered. But when she turned around, many barrels had formed behind her. She looked at them, puzzled.
But then she hefted her blade ring into the air and let it fly. It circled the area, slicing easily through each barrel before returning to her. She smiled with satisfaction. Then, the door glowed brightly. She exited, only to find herself in her favorite clearing in the forest. Several of her friends were lounging around.
"Wait. The door has not opened yet," said the voice. "First, tell me a little more about yourself." She stuck out her tongue, even though that was kind of pointless.
"Celia, did you hear that?" she asked the nearest person.
"Crysta, what are you afraid of?" she asked.
"Great! It's a conspiracy," snapped Crysta. Celia just blinked. "I don't want to get old."
"Getting old? Is that really so scary?" asked Celia. Crysta backed away.
"What do you have to say to me?" Crysta asked the nearest guy.
"What is most important to you?" asked Tuan.
"Being number one," she answered.
"Is that really so important?" he asked.
"Corey, do you believe all of this?" she asked the remaining person.
"What do you want out of life?" he asked. She rolled her eyes.
"To do something that has never been done," she answered.
"Really?" he asked.
"Your adventure is about to begin," said the voice.
"Enough already!" she snapped.
The speaker continued as if she had said nothing. "The time to find the path is quickly approaching and is far away."
The forest began to blur as Crysta found herself on another opened book.
"The closer you get to the light, the darker your shadow becomes," said the stranger.
"This is a bunch of....gar....bage," she started to stammer, because her shadow was mutating. It had grown nearly 100x is original size. And it was stepping off of the flat surface. Worse, it seemed to be glaring at her. Crysta gasped and fell backwards on her hands and butt. She couldn't take her eyes off of the heart shaped hole in its chest.
"But do not be afraid. And do not forget....."
The shadow reared back to attack. Crysta jumped to her feet and started to run.. But there wasn't much room to run. Then, she felt the weight of her blade ring in her arms. She spun on her heel and face her Darkside. She threw the ring with as much strength as she could muster. It took off, cutting through the shadow as it went.
But Crysta almost didn't notice, until it was almost too late, the little Shadows her Darkside had summoned. And her weapon was still in the air.
"Great......" she muttered as she took of running from them.
She jumped into the air and reclaimed her weapon. Then, she let it fly again. It buzzed under her Darkside's neck, making it her victory. The Shadow minions disappeared. She grabbed her weapon as he Darkside began to fall.
She tried to get out of its way, but it fell on top of her. She was pressed to the ground as the darkness tried to claim. But she refused to stop fighting.
"But don't be afraid. You hold the strongest weapon of all." She was fighting, but it was getting harder. It was so dark, she couldn't even see her hand. She felt like she was falling.
"So don't forget: you are the one who will reveal the path."
AN/ OK, I know it is a bit of a slow beginning. NO ONE is allowed to comment on the fact that the various groups are similar. NO ONE, got it! I know they start off the same, sort of, but that won't last for long. I have many plans, and these four are nothing alike, so no comments on that allowed! But, any questions, comments, concerns, or constructive criticism are allowed. And, as always, please read, review, and enjoy! (