Video Game: Kingdom Hearts SOS: The Road To Light

Karina's entire expression and tone had changed once he spoke to her. She felt much more welcoming then before. It was as if Eon gained acceptance by her. Little did he know that was a challenge in itself, but once more, he was unaware of this since he had never met this girl before until today. The past missions were with other strange people. They were all nice people, most of them anyway. There was one in particular that Eon had some irritation with. However, he would try to forgive them. Once invited, Eon turned back towards her direction and sat on the wall next to the sleeping quarters she had chosen. "I'm not all that wise. I have a lot more to learn... So tell me, what brings you to this place? I haven't seen you in any of the missions I've been on."

 

Steel was somewhat at a loss as Glen cheerfully introduced himself, which was in contrast to his earlier complete disregard of the matter altogether. But he just shook his head as he climbed the stairs. He barely twitched as he heard a small scream from outside. "Kid needs to learn some restraint." He thought to himself. "Then why not teach him?" Kai asked. "I... can't... I'm..." He stopped. He continued to float up the stairway; his long capelike scarf obscuring the fact that his feet had stopped moving. He lost himself in thought for a moment, his face downcast. After a few moments, he shook his head and seamlessly switched from floating back to walking. "Keep moving forward." He whispered. At the top of the Stairs, he turned right and walked into the empty throne room. "Master Yen Sid?" He shouted. "There is a neophyte among us. He is in need of tutelage." No response came. The only sound was the silent buzzing of a copy of the Holo-Almanac that had been placed in the throne room.

 

"Yeah!" Flora said. "I'm famished! Think we can make something good?"

 

Luna continued to walk to her room pondering how Wonderland came to be. As walked up to the door of her room, she heard keyblades clashing outside. "As soon as I come back, there's a sparing session going on." Luna opened the door and walked into her room. She put down her satchel as she took out its contents. "Hopefully everything is still intact with all the commotion that has happened." Luna looked at the reflection in the mirror as she finished clearing out the satchel. After a couple moments, Luna's reflection changed, a girl with black hair, eyes as red as blood, dressed in a dark blue dress appeared in front of Luna. "The day of reckoning is on its way, Luna." Luna gasped in fear as she stepped back from the mirror. "Your highness' reign as princess will be demolished along with your heart if I might add." Luna tripped on a piece of fabric and fell on her bottom. "That will never happen. So long as me and my brother live, you will never gain your revenge. Do I make myself clear?" The girl in the mirror smirked as she nodded. "You better hurry Luna. Find out who I am and succumb to the dark part in your heart." With those last few words, the girl vanished. Luna stood up and lied down on her bed. "You didn't need to remind me." Luna scowled as she sighed. "Maybe a nap will help clear my mind". Luna cover herself up and closed her eyes leaving her in the hands of dreams.

 

'We've been had!' yelled a small voice in Beuce's head. 'No! We can still pull this off!" Called another. Wow. He was hearing voices in his head. Maybe he really was a schizo..."What? Me?" Beuce said, looking slightly offended. "People used to call me saint Beuce. I'm all about helping people." He lied. This girl was a lot of effort. He hoped she'd be worth it. Plus, they would have to get to their next worlds soon. Perhaps they'd end up in one together. He couldn't say.

 

Stratos had ended up following Steel all the way to the main castle, having the scenario of what was going on here. He simply wandered alongside him until they got to the main doors. It was there that someone new popped in and seemed to be curious about where someone named Blaze appeared. Who was Blaze? Oh well ,that didn't really matter much at the moment. Stratos watched as the exchange between the new person and Steel went along until the new person then suddenly shifted his attention back to Stratos and introduced himself as Glen. "Well, nice to meet you Glen," he said, returning a smile back to the man in front of him.

It was then that Steel had walked off on his own and started going somewhere else. Stratos watched idly by and then turned his attention to Glen. "So yeah," he gave a smile and rubbed the back of his head as he said, "I'm new here so I'm not entirely sure what to be doing at the moment." He then remembered that Glen had just asked for a location and said, "oh right, do you need to be going to that throne room?"

 

Not too long after arriving back in the Land of Departure, Kel headed back to his room to rest. He wasn't in a talking mood and thus chose to avoid everyone else. His mood had nothing to do with how the last world had gone, rather he just wanted some time to himself.

 

Steel turned to see that neither of the boys had followed him. "Well that somewhat defeats the purpose of asking for someone's help." He muttered. He decided he had better go back before the two wandered off and got lost. It wasn't hard to find but it was still easy too miss. Then again, the throne room was just above the entrance chamber. He walked over to the balcony and shouted towards the open doors. "It's up here you two!"

 

Glen nodded in response to Stratos' question. "Yeah, I need to find out more about something I was told" he said simply. He began walking a few steps before he glanced back quickly over his shoulder. "I wouldn't worry about not knowing what to do, I don't think many of us do. Only my second time here myself" Glen called back. He was about to continue, but was stopped momentarily by Steel yelling. He looked over and decided to keep running, which is exactly what he did. He hurried over to Steel as fast as he could.

 

Eon gave a light laugh as she explained the worlds she had been. The characters sounded interesting enough. It almost seemed like they both were there for an equal amount of time, yet they had never gone together on a mission. Perhaps this next mission they would go together and battle side by side. As for her reason, he wouldn't wish to say his thoughts on it. At least she still had a family unlike him. "I see, I came to escape from the prison I was born into. I'm probably being hunted right now actually." He sighed, trying to push the thoughts away. This was a time to be serious and happy, not depressed on the past. "So um, which path did you choose: Guardian, Hunter...?" He tried to change the subject. The thoughts of his home were... painful ones.

 

Based raised an black eyebrow at the odd question. "It was a little weird at first- It happened pretty suddenly actually-, but it's never worn me out just to Summon my Keyblade. I'll admit, the magic does sometimes... It takes a lot to keep from passing out in the heat of battle, but I'm getting better. I think that everyone has their limitations, and, who we are, we have to rise above them. There is no room for limitation when there are people counting on you. To be honest, personally, I draw from the strength I find in others." He looked to his new acquaintance with sincerity. "Follow me around, D'daear. Since it looks like you're a bit out of place and soon to be even farther out of place, I feel like I should help you with your next step. In fact, you should meet Krowley!" He snapped his fingers as the epiphany came to him, and he cast Unbound back to the winds. "Come on, we'll go look for him. He's probably with Master Eraqus." Base had met the Master of Keyblades back on his downtime in his first trip to Land of Departure. "Just need a word from you, and we can head right there."

 

Etrius was a little surprised at Kross's reaction, but he halfy expected this reaction. In truth, it would be too much responsibility. "Ah, it's aight." Etrius said good-natured,"After all, I might prove to be too much of a handful..." Etrius suddenly froze as he felt a disturbance. It didn't feel like Heartless, but it felt malicious. Etrius let his hackles fall, but the serious look on his face had returned.
"Pardon me, but unless you felt a disturbance around here?" Etrius asked quietly to Kross

 

"Huh..." was all he could muster out of his voice as he averted his eyes in thought. So it was official; he was a super novice. It took a lot to force the keyblade out of wherever it is it went when it wasn't being used. Perhaps it was just him having summoned the keyblade only for the second time in his life. The first time he had summoned the keyblade, it was by mistake. It had randomly appeared in his hands while he had been dreaming in the safety of his home. Placing the keyblade around his shoulder, he looked at Base. "Well alright then. Guess I'll have to work hard to be of good help. No problem." he said, now determined to try his best to ensure his place among them all. D'daear was a simple lad. He had dreams and goals with which he worked hard to hold on too. If these people were to be his new family, then that was determination enough for him to better himself. He found himself smiling when Base offered to help him get better acquainted with the place and its people. Truth be told he had been hoping for this. Now it would be more easier for him to connect with everyone, and to blend in with the group of other Keyblade wielders. D'daear stepped aside, motion Base to lead the way. "Alright. Let's go meet this Krowley and Master Er-aqus." he replied, giving Base a sincere smile that showed he was appreciative of his help.

 

Chuckling, Ananta stood up. She walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge. Removing something, she walked back to Beuce and sat down a piece of cake. "Something sweet for somebody sweet," she said, sitting down beside Beuce. "If you don't eat it however..." she spoke with a certain look in her eyes. "I'll eat it instead," she said enthusiastically. At the same time, she didn't want to eat it, but it was so tempting...

 

Kross went silent at Etrius's response, the fright silencing him better than anything. The power of darkness was a turbulent one, but he wanted no part in teaching how to control it. It wasn't like he said..heck it wasn't even about Etrius or his teaching ethics, it was nothing like that..The charge of topic was much appreciated when Etrius sensed something in the distance, calling it a 'disturbance'. He looked up, trying to extend his senses but..nothing. He looked at Etrius with concern."I don't sense anything, want to check it out?"

 

"Sure." Etrius was delighted at Kross' willingness to help out, but was partially disappointed. Halfy, he wanted to investigate himself, as considering that Kross hadn't felt anything, therefor Etrius didn't know whether it was just his own feelings or there really was a disturbance. He turned towards the Guild Hall, and said, "From what I can tell, the disturbance came from there. It was a bit unstable, so it's hard to place where in the Guild Hall it came from. Overall, it was somewhat inferior to a Heartless' aura. It definitely felt evil though."
Etrius then set off through the Guild Hall, looking around. He passed by a few rooms and heard chatter from the next room. It was Eon and the girl that had been sparring with Kross. He knocked quietly on the door and asked, "Pardon me. Have any of you felt an unstable aura around in here?"

 

Kross blinked and stroked his chin, it was coming from the Guild hall? How unusual.. Quietly he followed, passing by a few rooms, even his own room. The haori around his waist flowed behind him, giving him a sort of mystic grace. As he followed, he eyed Etrius's back."Somewhere as pure as the Guild Hall? Are you sure?"He asked Etrius, stopping when he stopped and knocked on a door. He wondered who he was asking, but he didn't speak up, bothering to stay quiet than to do anything.

 

"So the exact opposite of me, a Guardian." He stated thinking about how odd it was for these two opposites to attract. After that though, Eon really had no other words to say. It was a tad of a struggle really. Formal conversations weren't something he was used to whatsoever. However, when the awkwardness reached its max, his stomach began to growl loudly indicating hunger. It had been a long while since he last ate. A red blush cursed over his face as he became embarrassed from his own bodily sounds.