The Angel's Keyblade~ Chapter 7

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"Ughh." The boy began to come to and slowly opened his eyes. At first, he only saw blurred blackness, but in time, his vision realigned and adjusted to the dim lighting.

He seemed to be in a dungeon of sorts, the air frigid and water dripped from the ceiling onto his head.

"Where am I?" The boy asked aloud. When he put a hand to his head he noticed for the first time the shackles around his wrists. His eyes followed the link and he saw that it was bolted into the stone wall behind him. "This isn't good." He yanked at the restraints but was only punished as the cold metal dug into his wrists. He abandoned the notion and reached out his right arm as far as he could and seemed to concentrate.

When nothing happened after several heartbeats, the boy looked at his hand with a concerned face. "Why won't it appear?"

"Because you can't, " a voice replied in a mocking tone.

The boy shot his head up to see a bulky individual in the doorway that led out of his prison. "Pete."

The newcomer made a menacing grin. "As long as those chains are around you, you won't be doing any funny stuff. Got it?"

The boy bunched his hands into fists. "What are you and Maleficent up to?" He growled.

"Not telling," Pete snickered, then pulled an eyelid down and stuck out his tongue.

This drove the prisoner off the edge of sanity and he began to charge Pete, but the chains yanked him back and he fell down on the cold stone with a hard thud.

Pete laughed, then turned to leave. "Enjoy your stay," he called before exiting and slamming the metal door behind him.

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Let me clear something up for you before I go on. You see, in my world, there was a story that was known by every child. It was about a tale of how, when Darkness once had control on everyone's heart, a being of pure light appeared and shared his light with the children of the world. With this light, the children joined together and released the light over the world, freeing those who had been hostages of the black abyss. That being who had brought sanctuary was said to have taken on the form of a mouse; not the rodent kind, but one you would see in a cartoon, and that was exactly what was standing in an open circle consisting of Leon and the others.

It was probably no more than three feet tall; with big black, round ears and wearing an outfit of sort in the colors of mainly black and red and a slight bit of yellow with matching large yellow shoes. But what really caught my attention was what it had in its hand; a Keyblade with a golden blade and a silver hilt.

"What's going on!?" I blurted out.

Everyone stopped talking and looked at me with surprise, the mouse in particular interested in my presence.

Yuffie walked over to me and held her hand out towards the newcomer. "Hikari; this is King Mickey." She turned to the mouse and added, "King Mickey; this is Hikari Kurai."

I must have been a mess, for King Mickey was studying me with somewhat hostile eyes. My clothes were covered in dirt, my face was slightly red with exhaustion, and strands of hair had fallen loose from my pony-tail.

When the silence became unbearable, I did the only thing I thought that was appropriate at the moment; I reached out my hand and summoned my Keyblade.

King Mickey's eyes grew wide with surprise, followed by a smile and laugh. "Well, it's nice to meet you, Hikari," he greeted with a squeaky voice. He sent his Keyblade away and held out his now free hand towards me.

I willed my Keyblade away as well and took his hand. "It's nice to meet you too." I had to admit, King Mickey was quite friendly and outgoing. Then again, he brought hope into my world long ago, or so the story says, and I felt a very strong light within his heart, no noticeable darkness that would indicate a struggle.

But then I felt his hand tense and he quickly pulled away. I was surprised at first but then looked at my hand and saw a black aura circling it. Acting quickly, I clenched it into a fist and forced the light to balance out the darkness, causing the forbidding aura to vanish. I looked at Mickey and -seeing his shocked and somewhat scared expression- bit my lower lip in guilt.

"Sorry," I said. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Mickey examined his hand, then shook his hand and looked at me with eyes that seemed to ask "What the hell just happened?"

I sighed and studied my hand as well. "I've got some explaining to do."

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As we ate dinner, Mickey told me of his role as the king of Disney Castle as well as a protector of light as a Keyblade wielder. It was when he got to explaining his reason of coming to Radiant Garden when things got interesting.

"Master Yen Sid sensed a sudden leap in Darkness and sent me to check on Sora, Riku, and Kairi; But when I got their world, they were gone. Heartless were everywhere and the islands were falling apart."

I looked down. "Then he was right after all."

"Who was right?" Mickey asked.

I raised my eyes to see that the king had his head tilted to the side and was looking at me with confused eyes. "A man named Ansem the Wise."

"What!?" Mickey slammed his hands on the table, causing those around it to jump slightly in surprise. "You know him!?"

I nodded. "He saved me just before the Darkness that destroyed my world swallowed me whole. He also told me of my gift and that I was the only one who could save Sora, Riku, and Kairi."

"So his spirit lives on," Mickey said to himself as he put a hand to his chin in thought. "By 'gift'," he continued after a few moments, "Do you mean your Keyblade?"

"Yes and no." When Mickey's confused look returned once more, I explained to him my gift of holding both Light and Darkness within my heart. "I wasn't aware of it until after Ansem the Wise told me; and now that I know, I have to learn how to keep it balanced."

Mickey nodded slowly. "That reminds me of a friend of mine. He tried to balance it, but someone old fed to the Darkness in his heart."

A voice in my head whispered a name and before I thought twice, I echoed "Terra?"

All eyes turned to me.

"How do you know that name?" Mickey questioned.

I bowed my head. "I-I'm not sure. I heard a voice say it and it sorta slipped out."

"A voice?" Leon repeated.

"What did it sound like?" Cid inquired.

I put my hand to my chin and began to recollect. It was faint, as if deep within darkness, and was that of a female's. "The voice was weak, but definitely a female's voice. It sounded as though I was listening through a wall."

"Did you sense anything?" Mickey urged on. "Like a source of where the voice came from?"

I closed my eyes and focused on the voice. I then began to make out a faded landscape. "I see a realm of shadows; a shoreline with a murky sea." I could barely make out a figure sitting on a rock. "There's someone I can't quite make out. It looks like a woman." I concentrated real hard and suddenly I had a frontal view of her. "She...She's crying and-" My voice cut off when the woman looked straight at me.