The High School

[calm]

Abel glanced at his watch. "It'll be time for lunch soon. May as well go back." He said as he turned and headed back up the empty streets near the school. "Okay twelve thirty lunch should have started five minutes ago. Heh and my friends said I'd be caught by someone." He said as he entered the gates to the highschool. Once abel was a few metres in he stopped and became confused. it was five minutes into lunch and yet he couldnt hear anything. "Hey! Why are you all so quiet?!" He yelled expecting to hear someone calling back. "Well this is strange, I'd have thought that a teacher would have..." Abel froze as something strange happened. A voice. Or was it a thought Abel couldnt tell. "Uhh...Is anyone there?!" He called but the only response he got was the voice in his head beckoning him to go into the halls of the high school. Wanting to know what had happened to the school he decided to follow the voice in his head and go to the halls. The voice grew stronger and clearer. Shall you fight for the darkness or the light or that which is in-between the two. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?! I only fight for myself and no-one else! You understand!" Abel yelled into the empty halls not knowing who he was really talking to. The voice spoke again. Then you will be the fourth force. "What the..." but before he could finish asking himself what the voice meant he blacked out. When Abel awoke the first thing he noticed was his long black hair in his face and the fact it was flowing upwards. confused he looked downward and saw a platform far below. As he drew closer to it Abel could see what looked like coloured wind. The wind was in three different colours but were all pushing against the platform. When he reached the platform aqbel noticed something. The colours riminded him of what the voice said about the dark, the light and the thing in-between. "Black for darkness, white for light and i geuss this clear colour is for whatever the in-between thing is" Abel faced the only direction where no wind was and walked to the ledge. Then all of a sudden several gusts of wind knocked him over the edge of the platform an he was falling once again.

[azura]

Kiyo once more felt her weight return as a second stained glass ... area came to meet her. she stood upright and saw that the panel was the same, except it was tinted red. she looked out across the darkness, which was both oppressing and infinite. Kiyo took a few steps towards the centre, "the power of the mystic" the voice stated bluntly, again coming from all around her. "a... wise choice indeed" kiyo looked down, ignoring the voice, and observed her shadow. "...but that would not be a wise choice..." kiyo had only caught half of what the voice was saying. as she looked up in recognition she felt something grip her throat. with a strangled gasp she looked back down, to see her shadow glaring at her, its hands tightened around her, bringing her to her knees. she returned the death grip to her shadow, unsure of what else to do. "if shadow and light are gone what else is there then?" the voice asked as kiyo struggled. "of course..." the voice seemed to remember "the void between" with that, both forces lost their grip. The shadow dropped kiyo face down on the stained glass as it proceeded to envelope her. all was darkness. kiyo didnt struggle, she was exhausted from the whole ordeal as it was. all she did was make sure she didnt lose her new weapon "the keyblade” she murmured as the darkness finally, completely covered her. Kiyo submissed to it, and when it had dissipated around her, the world that never was stood before her, almost as if it was awaiting her. she stepped from the dark vortex, which then vanished. she stood, a nobody, in what seemed to be a dark city full of skyscrapers. she looked up and saw a heart shaped... moon? high in the sky

[calm]

Abel hadn't noticed but several lights now shined around him as he fell towards yet another platform, much like the one he just fell from. the lights were moving around him now. Abel felt the need to grab at one of the lights. as he did another surge of wind surged around him only this time he felt like he could control it. Looking down Abel reallized he was closer to the platform than he thought. Closing his eyes in fear he hoped he could just float to the platform instead of falling. Then he opened his eyes and noticed he actually was floating towards the platform and no longer falling. "Huh? Whats this?" Abel asked himself as he stared at his new key shaped weapon. Once he'd landed Abel let go of the keyblade and watched as it floated around him like the other lights. I wonder he thought as he grabbed at the other lights and they to turned to keys. "What the hell am i supposed to do with four keys?" Then the voice spoke again You have chosen the most difficult path but your destiny is un-altered. You must still fight. "Fight? Fight what?" Abel was puzzeled by the voices words. What did it mean fight? I'm alone hear. Only me and these keys. Still thinking about where he was and what he had to do to get out of that place abel walked to the centre of the round platform and looked up. "Huh? I thought I fell from up there." Abel said as he stared up into the black abyss that surrounded him. Then something caught his eye and Abel span around to see three figures that looked like him but where...differrent somehow. "What the hell? Uhh...Who or what are these?" Abel called out hoping that the mysterious voice would answer. They are you and also that wich you have chosen as your enemy the voice replied. "My...Enemy is...Myself?" Abel said more confused than ever "Fine! If these things are my enemy then I'll beat 'em until they cant see straight!" Abel Yelled as he grasped two of the keyblades and leapt at the three biengs. Before he could strike one of his new enemies there was a flash and he awoke in a place he'd never seen before. "Huh? Uhh? Where am I? Wait light, darkness, the void...they are my enemies? Well I geuss I have to fight them here. To bad I have no idea where here is." Abel said to himself as he got up off the ground and walked away from where he rose.

[Tifa Lockhart]

((... oh well... no more KBW for me. I have been oh so cleanly left behind.))

[Cloud Strife]

Amidst all of the chaos and strange happenings that his fellow classmates were going through, Felix truly didn't feel anything different about him. Of course, he was in the same area as Shu and Kayle...and so therefore, he spotted the key things that Kayle had. However, he chose to believe that it was just a figment of his own imagination - his mind was playing tricks on him.

So, you can bet your ass that he was surprised when a blade of his own appeared briefly in one of his own hands. What the hell?! All he had been doing was skipping class, minding his own business outside and against a wall, when the weird key thing appeared in his hand. Even weirder, was the fact that it felt...right. Like he was supposed to have it there. Furrowing his brows, his emerald eyes took in as much detail as he could - though the blade soon vanished. "Definitely...strange, si." He stated absently, shaking his head before allowing the back of his head to rest against the wall behind him. Sighing, he waited for this period to end - shutting his eyes and hoping slumber would take over.

[Sparkles]

(O.O I'm not leaving, but... what's happened?)

[Tifa Lockhart]

((I have no idea...))

[Yuffie Kisaragi]

((...stufff, OH DARKFYRE!!! SOME EXPLANATION PLZ!!!))

[Sparkles]

[*tilts her head to the right slightly* please? *puppy eyes*]

[Elario Luminus]

((In the Profiles or Q & A thread I said that when everyone's getting their Keyblades, they'll go into a dreamlike state and go into the Station of Awakening, a big black area with pillars of stained glass that have pictures of Sora on them. After that, depending on who you chose to fight for, you will either post in Radiant Garden {Light}, The World That Never Was{The Void Between}, or The End Of The World{Darkness}.))

[anonymus]

Joe walked out of class as the bell rang. He liked maths, and he sat in the front of the class, so he didn't notice anything. He went straight to his locker, trying to avoid any bullies before they noticed him. He was thinking about the next pages to be added to his RP book, when he felt something in his hand. But when he looked down, he didn't see anything. I'm just imagining things. The others must be right, I play too much... He took his biology book and walked down to the library, sitting down between the bookshelves.
As if it was very hot, he became sleepy as he read. He slowly drifted toward the realm of dreams, and his book fell out of his fading hands.

[Sparkles]

Aliarn wasn't aware when she 'fell asleep'. She'd been... talking with someone, some strange things had happened... or had they? Nothing was working, it was fading. She was going into a deeper state of sleep - and then, like someone slowly adjusting a light adjusting her light, she began to wake.

[anonymus]

He looked up, as if waking, and the ground beneath him gave way. He fell, the world engulfed in darkness. Here and everywhere... He heard, a disembodied voice from the darkness. Now and always... Again, from somewhere, he could not see the speaker. "Where are you?" he asked. It is your decision... what will you choose? Joe suddenly felt solid ground beneath his feet. Something moved, and light blinded him. "Glass... a floor made of glass?" Three pedestals arose from the glass, one with a sword, one with a shield and one with a staff. " Ah cool! Sword? nonono... that's too much like a berserker... Shield? ahh, that looks so stupid... Fishing pole? that's the weapon of true wizards!" He said, as his gaze drifted to the third object. "Yee, magic is always the best!" he said as he took the staff.
But as soon as he touched it, it began to change, becoming smaller. The staff turned into a rose made of metal in his hand. Then a blade came out of the blossom, taking a strange shape... a key, perhaps?
Your choice, Keybearer... he heard, then the glass underneath shattered, and he fell again, losing consciousness in the dark.

[oneoffive]

Kyon ran into the school grounds, past the empty basketball court. He'd ducked out of school between periods, trying to run home to get his calculator for maths (which he had conveniently left at home the day of the test). He was tired too. Kyon has stayed up until 1:30 last night, trying to cram for the test. He barely had time to study any other night, especially with his mother back in hospital...

Kyon shook himself slightly: He'd gotten lost in thought again and slowed down. Oh jesus, he thought, not caring about swearing, I'm a dead man. Kyon sprinted around the corner and saw his classroom. Into the lion's den he thought, although he suddenly wished he had pulled a thorn from his teachers paw beforehand. Kyon paused before entering the classroom to catch his breath and work an excuse. He thought for a second, then realised there was nothing he could do. He opened the door and walked inside, bracing himself. He looked over at the teacher's desk, slightly shocked to find it empty. No teacher was in the room, obviously running very late.
With a start, Kyon realised everyone in the classroom was looking at him. He quickly darted towards a desk and sat down timidly.
Kyon noted sadly that as he sat down, the people to his sides shifted away from him slightly. Still? I thought this would be over by now... he thought. Since being moved up into High School early, he'd been an outcast. Nobody talked to him. Kyon thought high schoolers would be more mature, and not judge on his age.
Slowly, Kyon unpacked his books, making sure to get his calculator, ready for the test.
"Glue him to the fan and turn it on high speed! See how he goes!" a shrill voice rang out. Other deeper voices shouted out approval and laughs.
Kyon turned his head towards the commotion and saw some year nines reaching into the teacher's guinea pig cage, apparently intending to strap the creature to the ceiling fan. Kyon stood up and darted to the cage. Although he was younger than the others, he had no problem standing up for himself.
"What the hell are you doing Kyon? Back off"
Kyon held his ground. He couldn't take on a year nine, although hecouldn't stand by and watch this animal cruelty. Kyon had always empathised with animals, realising they too felt pain.
"No. Put him down!" Kyon said defiantly, desperately trying to wrestly the guinea pig from the Year 9's hands.
"You fight like a pussy Kyon. How the hell did a twelve year old get to year nine?"
Kyon pulled back his fist and socked the year nine in the jaw. The Year Nine recoiled and loosed his grip on the guinea pig. Kyon grabbed it and stepped back. His arms wouldn't move suddenly. Kyon looked and saw hands restraining him. The Year Nine's friends started to join in.
"It's alright, barely scratched me" the Year Nine tried to brush off the hit although anyone could see it hurt a lot more than he let on, his eyes glistening.
Kyon's jacket sleeve covered his hand, and he qriggling guinea pig, desperate for freedom. The year nine walked up and pulled his fist back.
Kyon realised suddenl he couldn't move andwas going to get hit. By the looks of it, this blow was going to hurt. Kyon closed his eyes, and turned his head, trying to get a glancing blow.

Waiting...he couldn't stand it.

But the blow never came. Kyon opened his eyes.

...and saw nothing but black.

[oneoffive]

Your destiny lies ahead... Kyon looked around. He could see nothing but black...going on forever. Like looking into the sky at night, unable to see the stars. Kyon prayed that it was just the clouds covering the stars. Although were it leads...that is up to you

Kyon couldn't see the voice. It seemed to come from nowhere, as though he hadn't heard it at all, although it was definitely real. He looked down at the floor, a mosaic of stained glass depicting a boy with brown hair and a sailors outfit. On the side were smaller pictures, including a duck and a weird dog. Kyon was afraid.
"Who are you?" he said quietly, afraid to yell, even to talk, in this vast blackness.

Me? I am everything and nothing. Kyon turned around constantly, afraid. After all, he was only twelve.

You are a being of great good Kyon... bathed in light. But don't forget, where there is light, there is shadow

Kyon suddenly felt a strong force grasp his arm and pull him back. He cried out in fear as his shadow stood up from the mosaic floor.

Of course, you two have an ace up your sleeve

The floor shattered and Kyon started to fall.

What the hell is happening?! he screamed mentally. Desperately, Kyon tried to grab a hold of something, desperate not to fall. The walls of the tower dissapreared as touched them, trying to slow his fall. Again, all Kyon could see was darkness.

Do not worry about the fall though the voice said, but Kyon didn't hear. Panic blocked all of his senses. All will work itself out

Another glass, mosaic appeared underneath Kyon's feet. His centre of gravity suddenly shifted, and came out of his fall in an instant. Kyon fell to his knees, dizzy and exhausted by fear. Kyon fought back the urge to vomit and stood up, not wanting to stay still. The picture on the floor had changed. It was the same boy as before, only older now and wearing a darker set of clothes. Kyon looked around and saw three pedestals, a shield, a staff and a sword adorned the top of them.

You must choose, warrior of the Keyblade. Choose your path, but keep in mind, the path goes through a forest, and it is easy to lose your way

Kyon looked at each of them, considering his options. He was still afraid, he didn't want to move, but the fear was numbed. As though a blanket covered his better judgment, Kyon forgot his terror and focused only on the choice.

Kyon walked towards the left, enchanted by the shield. To him, he could see a slight glow around it, the others seeming dull and boring. Kyon reached out his hand, and closed his fingers around a bar on the shields underside. Light shone from the shield. A pure, intense white light. Kyon shut his eyes, unable to stand it. The pressure on his eyelids faded an Kyon opened his eyes. The shield had dissapeared...or transformed. Kyon wasn't sure. Kyon's hands were now grasping a long, thin sword. The blade flowed smoothly with the handle, no faults or joins. It looked like a katana, although the handle was square and had a pole through it's centre to grasp. Three rings were around the end of it, the centre was the largest. They didn't even seem attached to the blade, but were unmoving as Kyon twirled the blade in his hands. It's colour fluctuated between a pure, marble white and a smoky gray.

Your path is chosen young keyblade bearer...but remember, the future is not set in stone...

Kyon suddenly felt heavy; his arms as if they were made of lead. Kyon's vision blurred and he fell to the ground.

His last vision of what he thought dreamily to be an oversized key.