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War has Come

About a million years past the time the of the great key blade wielder, Sora, Light and Dark had both been settled and lived peacefully with each other without conflict. With the final blessings from Sora and his friends, the Door to Darkness had been sealed and closed only to be discovered that years later after the time of one key blade master that this mysterious door was able to be opened once again. Holding incredible power, the Door to Darkness was only opened with the hearts of the Seven Princesses, however, that seal was broken, only to be sealed once again by a group of Key blade masters, yet at the cost of the sacred key blade.

Their very own key blades were immediately lifted into the air and in a flash of light, they disappeared. Days later, others began finding out that they too can wield a key blade- one of their very own customs. Thus, people were granted with the power to hold this powerful weapon. With this great strength others began to plan and the Darkness began to creep from their icy shadows. Their plans were to open the Door to Darkness once again to achieve great power and finally overwhelm the Realm of Light. However, Light wasn’t about to hand it to them. Thus, the key blade war began

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Are you ready to pick up your key and fight for ultimate power? Or protect it?

[GOD!]

He let out a little sigh, brushing some of the hair from his face. The dark gray stands stubbornly fought back, covering his face once again. There was nothing he could do, it was always in his face, his straight gray hair. And he hated it ever so much. It was hard to fight a war with hair in our face. He let out another sigh, but this time didn't do anything with his hair. He just grabbed his keyblade and continued to walk down the overgrown path.

He had a simple black keyblade, but the tip was pointed much like a scythe. The normal area used to hold it, simple had to sharp curves sticking out, and then connecting at the end. A black line in between was what he held it by. his clothing was simple a gray shirt, black jeans, and a dark gray cloak with a black inside. He had leather gloves on, and some black tennis shoes a size to big. He had a necklace, with a silver cross hanging down. It was usually hidden by his shirt, but before a battle he would take it out, and hold it for a second. He let out another sigh, the Protectors wanted a meeting. And his father wanted him to join the meeting. Why did things like this have to happen?

"Why can't it be easier." he said, stopping in his tracks. he didn't like this war, if seekers wanted power, let them have it. Why did we have to fight so much. He eyes gazed restless on a tree, slowly moving his gaze up the tree. Green leaves everywhere, and a couple of fruit hung in it. He could tell now by the branches it was a good tree to climb, it rolled through his mind that he should. But he didn't, he stayed staring up at the tree, his keyblade in his hands.

[Blaze]

Blood dripped from his mouth. His nose was crooked to the side a bit, it being broken and all. His arm had a large gash across it. he couldn't fell his leg, either. And there stood a protector, standing over him and laughing at him. Taunting him. Laughing, at Drake? Bad plan. As the protector swung his keyblade at Drake's neck, he lifted his on key blade up to deflect the fatal blow and took the extra time to scorch his attackers legs until there he ash. He was called Drake for nothing. Fire Drake was more of his formal name. Before the protector could even scream at the pain, Drake knocked there head off with a single swing of his keyblade.

It was a beautiful thing, his weapon. Red handle, black guard, and a wicked looking blade part with a metallic grey color. It was Drake's pride and joy. He shot up to his feet and scanned his surroundings. He had been captured by a group of protectors who questioned him about the seekers. But he gave away nothing. They were supposed to kill him, but a small boy let him go. Drake didn't know why, or what made this boy do it, but all he knew was that he was free. And that he had to get back to the Darkness.

Relaxing a bit, Drake ran a hand through his short, jet-black hair. He must have been a scary sight. Black hair, a black leather jacket, black jeans, and his eyes. His freakish, red eyes. People flinched when they looked into his eyes. Even his parents. Is own parents were scared of him. That fill Drake with hatred. Hatred that burned all the way to his very core. A hatred that made killing easy and emotions vanish. A hatred that only few can muster. And just so happens Drake's one of those few.

Drake heard a noise among the overgrown path. He looked and saw a protector heading right for him. Drake threw the dead body in the woods, made sure it was well hidden, took his attacker's keyblade(A nice blue and black one), and leaped into the wood. He then covered himself up with leaves, rendering him invisible. And he waited there, hoping that the protector would simply walk by him, not noticing the body or Drake himself.

[&&ANGEL]

The wind was restless as it swept through the open area, brushing past trees and shaking up some grass. At the top of an overlooking cliff was a young adolescent by the name of Allia. She stood proudly, back straight and her hands waving by her side at the mercy of the strong wind; her dark black hair flowing just the same. Her shimmering light blue eyes focused intently on the slow rising sun that only peaked at the base of the far-off mountains. Its rays only lightly brushing one side of the earth, the other side still as dark as night itself as the shadows fell tall behind the earthly objects. Light and dark, both fighting for appearance upon this earth- similar to the war that has been planned to come and Ally was definitely looking forward to it.

In her right hand was a lengthy keyblade holding the colors of white and blue and upon her handle as well as the tip were touches of light yellow like stardust along a light blue sky. It looked like any keyblade yet as all modified weapons, it had its secrets. It was much longer than any other keyblade yet surprisingly it was much lighter. Two long poles connected the handle and the blade tip, both sharpened on both sides into a thin blade like a long sword, ready to strike from both directions. At the tip, the ends were shaped like hooks, perfect for grabbing forth. At her hand, the handle curved to her comfort with a star keychain at the very end proving greatly that she was one of light- a protector she definitely was. Yet the star symbolized more than just light. It was a special kind of light- the only light besides the moon that shined ever so brightly in the darkness of night. Thus, this keyblade meant a lot to her and she held it proud like a victorious trophy of her success.

Allia’s outfit was quite unique. She wore dark blue jeans that were ripped around the ends for they were too long and often got caught under her shoes- yet they took to her liking and she kept her jeans that long just as she liked it and they adapted in suite. She wore a light gray shirt that held a touch of blue, and a white jacket that held many swirl designs in the colors of black, blue and yellow. Upon her back were two angel wings that were slightly covered by her hood. However, this jacket was special once again just for herself. The end continued to flow down to about knee height and tapered into two pointed ends making it seem like a large over-coat that was buttoned only once just above her belly button. Around her neck she war a light blue, cloud bandana with a bright yellow star at the tip of it. Ally wore it to one side- toward her right shoulder and underneath it she held a small necklace that was nearly blocked by all her clothing. However, it was her favorite necklace- a small yellow star stone that held a pretty white jewel in the center- and so she always took the liberty to take it out whenever she could. And as usual, at the moment she chewed upon the silver chain like a child who didn’t know better but to teethe at it. However, it was a habit of hers that she couldn’t stop for it helped her think and at the moment Allia was doing much thinking for the sake of Light and Dark.

The protectors had asked for a meeting and it was definitely soon. ”At once when the light finally touches the earth” She repeated in her head thinking about what the many people told her. And soon that moment was here when the sun finally rose into the sky- showing its full power and body, its round orb-like figure looming over the earth. Thus, Allia took off quickly sprinting to the trees ready to meet up with the Protection Council at the main building at Travers Town. She definitely wasn’t ready to miss this.

Ally knew what it was about. It was about the war of light and dark for the Door to Darkness. It held much power and she knew she couldn’t let the darkness get their hands on it. Yet… that was not why she fought. She fought so she could meet up again with her brother. He remained on the dark side after an incident they had between them and ever since they would not let their sides down. They were both ready to fight and Ally wasn’t going to let her brother savor the victory of gaining complete power for the Dark.

But then Allia stopped as she spotted Lloyd, a protector- one who could be of help in this war. ”Lloyd? What are you doing here? We should be at Travers Town discussing about the war.” She said, leaping down from the tree tops over to where he stood.

[GOD!]

Lloyd glance up for a second, trying to figure out who would bug him at the moment like this. Couldn't they see he was interested in the tree and that he didn't want to be bother? Oh no, they just had to talk to him. Worse they had to remind him that there was in fact a meeting. He didn't want to go, and well he didn't want to talk either. He quickly changed his mind after seeing who really was bugging him.

It was Allia, a girl he wasn't found of, but still some one he knew. She didn't bug him a lot, like most of the people did. Lloyd let out a small chuckle at her, and shook his head. "This war is useless." he mumbled with a sigh, swinging his key blade to his back. He had never fought a battle with Allia, and well he was wondering now just how strong she might be. He was wondering if she was able to beat him, or if she would succumb to weakness? A smile flickered on his face as he thought of a fight. He knew he was strong, that was probably why his father wanted him to go to this meeting in Traverse town.

Don't get him wrong now; Lloyd knew his father was right about how the protectors needed him. Also about how the seekers would destroy the world in their quest for darkness. He liked the world it was nice, and fun to be in. Plus people who he liked, wanted to get to know, and who he hated lived here. Lloyd didn't want to see this area fall to darkness; he wanted to live in this world for a long time.

"Well lead the way." he said, gesturing for her to continue. Lloyd would follow behind; at least he wouldn't be late alone. He noticed the sun, how it was raising from the mountains. He was almost completely out of the shadows, meaning most of the Protectors would be there waiting, and watching, and judging on who arrived and who didn't and how they arrived. It sent chills down Lloyd’s back just thinking about it. "So what do you want to accomplish in the war?" he asked, wanting the time to go by faster.