Beginning of Destiny

Thank you, but again, you seem to be the only one interested on this site. If nobody else starts posting their thoughts. I might just have to give up posting the story on this site entirely. It doesn't mean I won't continue working on it though. If you're that interested, I can post links to the other copies.

 

NOOOO! plz dont stop posting!
i just usually dont comment cause im lazy
its really good, i swear!

 

WOAH! lol, okay, I'll keep posting in then. It'd be nice if more people were interested in it though...

 

there probubly are more fans, but they mite be to lazy or shy to post

 

I hope so. I'm feeling a little like I did when I first started posting it on KHI.

Anyways, I'll try updating it each saturday. There's 19 chapters so far, so it'll take awhile to get caught up.

 

ok then!!!!

 

Great job! The story is really interesting.
It's nice to see that you'll keep posting your chapters. Keep it up. :)

 

IT'S SATURDAY!! and that means it's update time!
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Chapter 4: Good Morning Twilight Town!

It’s Saturday morning in Twilight Town, and the streets have come alive after the rise of the sun. The streets that were barren the night before started to fill up, coming alive with as the citizens of the town emptied into the streets. The blond haired stranger, tucked away in a secluded back alley, had been up long before the town’s citizens, his boundless energy a clear contrast to the lifelessness he was the previous day. After raiding Pence’s fridge for a makeshift breakfast of a ham sandwich on rye bread, an apple, and a bottle of orange juice, he started excising, unable to hold still.

“197, 198, 199…” The stranger grunted, with his fingers laced behind his head, squatting and standing up repeatedly.

“200!” The stranger grunted, squatting one final time. With that, he heard the sound of clapping ring out into the alley. He turned around to see Olette clapping her hands together. She was wearing a sleeveless orange sundress with white shoulder straps. The dress was adorned with a sunflower pattern, and it had a belt loop with a belt that blended into the dress, cinching it comfortably and securely around her waist, with the hem of her dress reaching down to just above her knees. She also wore sandals with a four inch heel, bringing her height to just about the same as the Stranger’s. Upon her head was a white sun hat with a 6 inch brim and an orange ribbon wrapped around it and into a bow. With an orange handbag slung over her shoulder, she had two wrist bands on each hand and a heart shaped earring in each ear.

“Well, look who’s up and raring to go!” Olette said with a slight chuckle. “It’s hard to believe that just yesterday, you were pretty much bedridden.”

“Hey, uh, Olette!” the Stranger said, with a slight surprise. “You look really good!”

“What, this old thing?” Olette giggled. She twirled around playfully, showing him a full view of her outfit. ”It’s my favorite outfit! I wear it whenever I do stuff that I can’t do with Hayner and Pence. It really isn’t the type of the thing that you would run around town in with a couple of boys. I don’t think those two have even seen it!”

“Ha, Ha…” Stranger laughed. He crossed his arms and tilted his head slightly. “But what are you doing here?”

“Huh?” She huffed angrily. “Don’t tell me you forgot!”

“Forgot?”

“We were supposed to go shopping to get some clothes!”

“Oh yeah!” He said, remembering what she said from the day before. “But what’s wrong with what I’m wearing now?” He was wearing a t-shirt that was covered in paint, oil, and grease stains, a pair of jeans that were like wise covered in stains, and a pair of truly ragged sneakers. Anybody who saw them would have said that the laces were on the verge of disintigration.

“I’ll give you three.” She said holding up three fingers. She brought up a finger on her adjacent hand and pushed the each of the three down as she counted off. “One, they are Hayner’s work clothes. He’s gonna want them back. Two, they are filthy and covered in stains. Three, they’re Hayner’s. Anybody who knew him wouldn’t want to wear them anyways.”

“Okay, okay, you win!” He threw up his arms in defeat.

“Good!” She said with a big grin. “Let’s head out now!

She immediately turned around and sped out of the usual spot, the stranger coming up running behind. As she exited, she turned left around the corner. As the stranger ran out behind her he stopped in the clearing, looking up to the signs in the corner of the street.

Wait a minute, if the market place is that way, why is Olette heading toward the station? and with that, he ran after Olette.

He arrived at a large paved terrace, where he saw Olette standing in the middle with her hands on her hips, getting impatient. “What’s taking you so long?” She asked rather impatient.

“Don’t take that tone with me!” He barked. “The sign said the Market was in the other direction!”

“Market?” Olette repeated, rather puzzled. “Who said anything about going to Tram Common?”

“Well, you said we were going shopping.”

“Oh!” Olette gasped. “Ah ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!”

“What, I make a funny?” It was the stranger’s turn to be puzzled.

“I’m sorry; I guess I’m not specific enough.” Olette said, wiping a tear from her eye after laughing so hard. “We’re going to Mall Street. We have to get there by train.”

“Well, don’t I look like an ass?” the Stranger muttered as he scratched his head, rather embarrassed. Trying to compose from the spectacle he made of himself, he turned his head and as he surveyed his surroundings, something caught his eye. “Oh cool!” He ran towards the railing that overlooked nearly the entire city. He laughed as he took in the spectacular view, the city expanding up to the sea. Excited, he cupped his hands around his mouth and took a deep breath.

“GOOOOOOOOOOD MOOOOOORNIIIIIIIIINGGGGG-“ He stopped suddenly; he looked as if he had something on his mind all of a sudden. He then turned towards Olette.

“Hey, what’s this placed called again?

“WHAT?!?” Olette asked angrily in a huff, arms thrust down, hands clenched up and to opposite ends. She then twisted her waist around and folded her arms in an angry pout. “Don’t tell me you’ve forgotten the name of this town already!”

The Stranger, once again slightly embarrassed, approached Olette with a grin on his face. “Of course not! It’s, uh, Dawn City, right?”

“Jeez…” Olette sighed. “It’s called Twilight Town! Honestly, your so forgetful!”

“HA, HA!” He said sarcastically. “Very funny, making fun of the amnesiac!”

and with that, bells began to ring. The duo looked up to see the bells adorned the top of the clock tower of the rocking back in forth as the face of the clock read 10:00 AM.

“Oh no, we’re late! The stores are opening!” Olette gasped. “Come on Stranger, we have to hurry!” She starts running off into the train station, the Stranger following close behind. Olette quickly paid for the train tickets and the two entered the last train on the platform. With a sigh of relief, Olette took a seat on the train.

“Gee, you sure are in a hurry!” The Stranger said, taking his own seat. “Is it really that important that we get there so early?”

Olette smiled and looked at him. ”Ha, ha, I guess not. But I usually like to get there early. There’s just so much to do there!”

“I see.” The Stranger sighed. “So, where are Pence and Hayner?”

“Pence is helping his father with a project, and Hayner is being punished for skipping out on his punishment.”

“Why is he being punished in the first place?”

“A couple days ago, he was sent out into the forest by his mother to gather firewood. Instead, he came back with a naked boy!”

“Well, I guess I shouldn’t complain. After all, if he didn’t come by, I might still be stuck in that forest, naked as a jaybird!”

Olette giggled slightly, holding her hand up to her mouth. After she finished, she fell silent, looking as if she were thinking slightly about something.

“Hey there’s something I want to talk to you about.” She stated matter of factly.

“Huh? What about?”

“Well, have you been able to remember anything?”

“Whoa, what brought this on all of the sudden?” He said, taken aback.

“Well, just curious…” She said over casually, crossing her legs daintily, rolling her eyes.

“Oh, really?” asked the Stranger, leaning forward with a raised eyebrow.

“Well, I actually was wondering about your name.” Olette said coming clean.

“My name?” he asked, rather confused.

“Uh huh. I’m not really comfortable calling ‘stranger’ all the time.” She muttered nervously.

“You really haven’t called me ‘stranger’ at all, really. But tell you what, why don’t you call my ‘Buddy’ for right now instead?”

“Okay!!” She chirped, her nervousness melting away.

“And as for my memories, I do remember something.”

“Oh, Really!” She started listening intently. “What do you remember?”

“Not much actually, just something about a silver haired boy, a brown haired girl, a dog thing, and a… goose?”

“A goose?” Olette repeated. “Either you’ve had a very weird life Buddy, or you’re memory is spottier than we thought!”

Suddenly, a voice came over the loud speaker. “We are now arriving at Mall Street. Those who are now arriving at their final destination, please check your surroundings for any belongings. Have a nice day!”

“Oh, this is our stop! Let’s go!” Olette said. And with that, the two left the train and entered Mall street.

Chapter four: Good Morning Twilight Town. End.

 

good, but you said tram cannon
its supposed to be tram common lolz
and isnt kairis hair red?

 

That's Olette, not Kairi, and I'll edit it later. My Wii doesn't seem to want to work like that.

 

oh, okay
and... wii?

 

I'm posting on my Wii. My laptop is broken and the only other computer available to 'e at the moment is occupied.

 

o.O
wish i had a wii...

 

lol, it's a pretty cool machine, let me tell ya...

 

wow! good job! you are very talented!!!

 

lol, Thank you. And I edited the fic now and fixed it.

 

ok. I love storys that have Roxas in them...I am obsesed with that nobody!

 

A double update a day early!
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Chapter 5: Where are we going and why are we being followed?

There’s a saying that the citizens of Twilight Town have about Mall Street. ‘You can’t find everything on Mall Street, but you can find damn near it!’ True to the phrase, Mall Street is a section of town totally dedicated to shopping. While it is called Mall Street, it is more of a collection of streets, filled with almost every store imaginable. Clothes, music, books, furniture, electronics, food, almost anything can be found. It has been said that it’s collection of shops surpasses even that of Sunrise City, which was believed to be a shopper’s dream. That may very well be true for one of a duo standing right outside the train station, sighing with content. Olette, resting her cheek on the back of one of her interlaced hands, looks at the Streets that were packed with early bird shoppers who believed that they could have beaten the crowd to the best deals of the weekend.

“Ah, Mall Street, how I love thee!†Olette said with a slight sigh, a big broad smile plastered to her face.

“Me too!†Buddy chirped in a high pitched mock tone, mimicking Olette’s pose. “Jeez Olette, you sound like a schoolgirl in love!†He said, now with a hand on his hip. Olette, now brought down from her elation, gave Buddy a sharp jab with her elbow. “OOF!â€

“I am a schoolgirl silly! And you really shouldn’t make fun of a lady!†She scolded.

“Ha ha, sorry.†He said, rubbing the spot where Olette nailed him. Man, she is deceptively strong! He thought to himself.

“Well, now that we’ve got that taken care of, let’s go shopping!†She hollered while thrusting a fist into the air and another on her hip, unable to contain her excitement.

“B-But wait a sec!†Buddy stuttered, stopping Olette before she went off running.

“What now?†She drawled, losing her patience. She looked over at his direction, still standing in the same pose from a moment before.

“Well, it’s just that I don’t have any cash. How am I supposed to buy new clothes?â€

“Don’t worry about that Bud! I’ve been saving up for months from my allowance and part time job for one big shopping trip!†She reached into her hand bag and brought out her homemade munny pouch, filled to the bursting limit! She cradled the bag in her hands, getting giddier by the second.

“HUH?†Buddy gasped. “I could never ask-“

“Oh hush up!†Olette interrupted. She grabbed buddy by his arm after returning her munny pouch to her bag. “You’d be doing me a favor by getting out of those god awful rags! Now stop wasting time and come on!â€

“Wha-Wait!†But this time Olette ignored his pleas and pulled him into the crowd with a fit of giggles. As they proceeded down the steps, another figure stepped out of the station and watched Buddy get pulled along. He was wearing a black t-shirt that had the words ‘Trial by Fire’ emblazed in fire orange and red colors on the front. His pants were all black jeans with fire patches embroidered around the sleeves of each leg that reach up to his knees. His black jean jacket, which was also likewise patched with flames around the sleeves and waist, was slung over his shoulder, hanging by the hood on his finger. His hair was fire red and was messy and wild like dancing flames, a triangle tattoo adorned under each eye. He chomped on a store bought sandwich, partially unwrapped, as he watched the two disappear into the crowd. After a few moments, he started to laugh. He tried to contain it, snorting a couple of times, but to no avail, as he blurted out in laughter, bread crumbs cascading out of his mouth.

“That poor newbie!†He hollered as he laughed on. “Getting pulled around by a little firecracker like that!†As he settled down, he descended the stairs, depositing what was left of the sandwich in a trash can located at the base. He then followed Olette and Buddy into the crowd, never losing sight of the two.

Chapter 5: Where are we going and why are we being followed?: end.


Chapter 6: I wasn’t looking! I swear!

It’s been an hour since Buddy and Olette arrived at Mall Street, and already they have been to seven different shops, all dedicated to finding Buddy a new set of clothes. Since exiting from the train, his appearance has changed dramatically. The stained t-shirt and jeans he wore not even an hour before had been stuffed into a plastic sack, which they then deposited into a locker. He now wore a pair of loose fitting slacks that were black around the lower waist and thighs and white above the knees down. In place of the shirt, he now wore a gray t-shirt and a black sleeveless vest with a collar reaching midway up his neck. The Vest’s zipper had a four pointed star pendant attached to it, dangling from the top of the collar. On his left arm he wore a black and white checkered wrist band and black ring on his index finger and a white ring on his middle finger. As they exited out of their latest venue, a shoe store specializing in the latest footwear fashions at affordable prices, the ragged tennis shoes he wore were held under his arms and in their place was a pair of black shoes with gray soles and red straps running across the top. A grand improvement over what he was wearing before.

After leaving the store, the two walked back to the locker to deposit the tattered footwear into the locker. Buddy thought it was unusual walking together as they were, since he was being pulled by his arm from store to store for the majority of the time by a very excitable Olette, expertly dodging the thoroughfare of the crowded street. Once the shoes were locked into away, Olette turned towards Buddy and looked him up and down, analyzing his attire, her left hand cupping her right elbow as she pressed her index finger softly against her lips in deep thought.

“Hmmmm…†she hummed softly, still looking at Roxas with deep intent in her eyes. Uncomfortable with her stares, Buddy got really nervous.

“Wha-what is it?†he asked as he surveyed his person. “Is there something on my face? Is my barn door open?â€

“No, No…†Olette said as she shook her head. “It just feels like that there is something missing from the outfit. That there’s something wrong.â€

“WRONG?!?†Buddy repeated in a loud, exasperated tone, upset that he might go another round of being Olette’s personal dress-up doll. “HOW CAN IT BE WRONG? YOU HAND PICKED EVERYTHING!!â€

“Settle down! I merely meant that there’s something missing! That’s all!â€

“Oh, well, okay then.†He sighed, the panic subsiding. He really didn’t want to go through the last hour again, shifting through mountains of clothes before they found the piece that the little miss fashion guru would think was just right. “So what now?â€

“Well, how about we do some window shopping?†Olette suggested with a wink, twirling her hair slightly.

“Fine by me, but why do you need new windows?â€

“No, window shopping means… Oh, never mind!†She said with a sigh. And with that, she walked off, Buddy trotting close behind.

A half an hour later, they are outside one of Twilight Towns best video game stores, flipping through the used video game bin. Buddy excitedly flips through the CD cases. He pulls one out in a black plastic case.

“How about this one?†he inquired, holding up the case.

“Is that Empire Souls 2?†Olette asked as she grabbed the case and moved it into her view. “That’s a good one! It’s all about a kid from the country side traveling from planet to planet looking for his brother and girlfriend while traveling with a wolf warrior and a chicken mage!â€

“Wow, I kind of want to play it.†He said with wonderment as he returned the case to where he found it. “It’s a shame that I don’t have a Fun station 2.â€

“Or a TV, or electricity, or a house….†Olette counted off.

“All right, all right…†He dismissed. As the pair were about to walk away, someone from behind approached them and spoke, catching their attention.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite student! How are you Olette?†A woman’s voice asked.

“Huh, is that…†Olette and buddy quickly turned around to see who it was that called out. “IT IS!! IT’S MS. HEARTILY!!â€

What Buddy saw was a woman roughly 24 years old, with black hair that was to just below her shoulders. Her brown highlighted bangs complemented her brown eyes, which were framed by brown rimmed glasses. She was roughly five feet, eleven inches tall, with long, slender legs, slender arms, and the perfect hourglass figure. She wore a semi-loose fitting long sleeved light blue silk shirt and a blue jean vest that was partially zipped up to just below her breast, accentuating her bust. Her shirt was tucked into a pair of form fitting jeans, the legs of which were tucked into brown boots with three inch heels, bringing her over all height to six feet, one inch tall.

“It’s been so long!†Olette squealed with glee. She jumped up and throws her arms around the woman, standing on her toes, one leg raised.

“Whoa there!†the woman said with a giggle, returning the hug. “I appreciate the enthusiasm, but isn’t it a bit much! I mean, we only saw each other a couple weeks ago!â€

“I can’t help myself. You’re my favorite teacher Ms. Heartily!†She chirped with a giggle.

“Hey! I thought I told you that Ms. Heartily only exists in the classroom! It’s Rinoa.†She said in a mock scold, tapping Olette on the nose playfully. She then looked past her, at Buddy. “So who’s your friend?â€

“Oh! I completely forgot!†She quickly turned around

“Hey, Buddy! This is—“Olette paused mid sentence, shocked at the sight at Buddy. His face had turned beet red, mouth hanging open and he was staring blatantly at Rinoa, blood running down from his nose! Olette, once again brought down from her elation by Buddy’s actions, once again jabs him, even harder, than before. â€BUDDY!â€

“Ow! What’d I do?†Buddy asked, rubbing the spot where she struck.

“Oh please! Like you could be any more obvious?†She pulled a clean tissue out of her bag and slams it against Buddy’s chest. “Here, wipe your nose with this.†Hesitantly, Buddy wiped the blood away from his nose.

Rinoa giggled, covering her mouth as she laughed. “So your name is Buddy. It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Rinoa Heartily†She said as she presented her hand in a greeting with a class of elegance Buddy is unaccustomed to. “And don’t worry, I often have that affect on most of my male students the first time they meet me.â€

He grabs her hand with both of his and starts bowing, quick and rapidly. “T-tit’s good to meet you!†He stuttered nervously. As he finished his greeting, Olette slammed her elbow into Buddy’s side even harder than before. Gah! Right in the same spot!

“TITS?†Olette repeated harshly, clearly angry with Buddy’s slip of tongue.

“I, I--†Buddy stuttered in a panic. Realizing that she would need to intervene before things get out of hand, Rinoa stood between the raging Olette and the scared Buddy.

“Now, now Olette, I’m sure it was honest mistake. No need to be angry. So anyway, what brings you down to Mall Street?†Rinoa asked, changing the subject before Olette decided to skin her not so old friend. “Are you here to pick up an autographed copy of the new Dawn to Dusk CD?â€

“Huh? But aren’t they being released next weekend?†Olette asked, her anger instantly dispelled at the mentioning of her favorite band.

“No, No. It's this weekend. I was just on my way to Centennial Discs to pick up a copy. You wanna come?†Rinoa chirped.

Oh, would you mind? Since you know the store clerk, I can be sure to get a copy!â€

“Sure!†Rinoa said with a smile.

“Okay, wait a sec.†Olette said. She then grabs Buddy and shoves him down onto a nearby bench. “Wait here, I’ll be back in five minutes. This is your punishment for acting like an ass in front of my teacher.â€

“What? Breaking in my ribs wasn’t enough?†He inquired.

“Just wait here. I’ll be back before you know it.†Olette replied. But before any objection could be raised, she grabbed Rinoa by the arm and pulled her around the corner. Defeated, Buddy sat with his head hung low. A blue haired girl with bangs over one eye and was wearing a blue tank top with vertical stripes and a pair of tan shorts who had been watching this unfold walked up to buddy and stared at him for a minute. Buddy, looking up, finally noticed the girl, starring back at her. Moments passed and the girl then thrust a finger into Buddy’s face.

“WHIPPED.†She said in a cold, matter of fact sort of way. And before he could reply, the girl was off and around the corner.

“Man, girls are mean!†Hold himself. He then leaned back and waited for Olette to return. Thirty minutes passed and still Olette has yet to return. “Jeez, what could be taking her?†He ask rubbing his neck. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she was taking this long just to spite me. The tits thing was a mistake!â€

He looked over his shoulder and saw an antiques shop that he hadn’t noticed before. “Collectable Curiosities, huh…†He said, reading the sign above the door. Well, since I’ve got time to kill…
He removed himself from his seat and went into the store, not caring what the repercussions might be.

Chapter 6: I wasn’t looking! I swear!: End

 

XDDDDDD
roxas (aka buddy) needs to get some composure lolz
XD

 

He'll be plenty composed soon enough. He'll get his chance to look cool pretty soon.