Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Elemental Tale ❯ Chapter 2

Kingdom Hearts II: Elemental Tale

by Axel Ingleson and Darcy Black-Valentine

 

-Chapter Three-

 

 

Riku's `house' was the largest estate on the main island. He had bought it with the money he had earned as the worlds' greatest Keyblade Master. It consisted of a good sized mansion in the front, a training ground for fighters in the back and a very nice garden, which showed that Riku was a sucker for romance.

 

Axel and Demyx, Sora figured, would be spending a lot of time in said garden.

 

“So,” Demyx asked Axel again, “what else did you remember besides us being engaged?”

 

“I remembered that our names were always Axel and Demyx oddly enough,” Axel replied. “Everyone else had other names, Ienzo, Braig, etc. But you and I were always Axel and Demyx.”

 

“What kind of idiot names their son Demyx?” Sora asked, unwisely.

 

*WHAM!*

 

Demyx hugged his sitar. “Poor sitar,” he cooed as he brushed it off and tended to it. “Did the nasty guy's head hurt you?”

 

~Give me a break!~ Sora thought to himself.

 

“Anyway,” King Mickey started. “Since the remaining Heartless and Nobodies are Elemental, Yen Sid believes that we need our own Elementals. The remaining Heartless and Nobodies are most likely being controlled by a higher elemental force. Therefore, we need the four of you to fight these remaining creatures and possibly this higher force.”

 

“How?” Sora asked.

 

“We need to learn how to use our elements for battle,” Riku explained. “My element is earth. So my best attacks, outside of Keyblade mastery, would be sandstorms, rock avalanches, and so on. Yours, Sora, would be wind-based attacks. And I don't mean the hot air variety you've been demonstrating since our guests arrived.”

 

Sora stuck his tongue out at Riku.

 

“Axel and Demyx of course have their own attacks which you've already witnessed. And Demyx is clearly quite strong despite your incorrect opinions of him.”

 

“He's a wimp,” Sora said, sticking to his guns.

 

Demyx set his sitar down and glared at Sora. “You think I'm such a weakling,” he challenged. “Fine. Pick it up.”

 

Sora shrugged and went to lift Demyx's sitar. He grunted as he tried to pick it up, but it was both very cold and very heavy.

 

“Ice?” Sora asked.

 

Demyx nodded, as he lifted it with no effort whatsoever.

 

“I'm suddenly a bit more impressed than I was before.” Sora admitted. “Sorry about the wimp stuff.”

 

Demyx shrugged. “Hey, no hard feelings, right?” He extended his hand.

 

Sora smiled and shook Demyx's hand. “Right!”