Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Kingdom Hearts: A New Age ❯ Celebration ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

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Summary: The Keyblade War was fought by all of those that wielded a Keyblade. The Keyblade hasn't been seen for more than a twenty years and is thought gone forever by some. But unbeknowst, there is a great evil on the horizon and it will take more than just one Keyblade Master to save the worlds. (OC based; set in the future after Kingdom Hearts 2 or 3)

Characters Description-(These are just the main ones.)

Kenji: Kenji is a fifteen year old boy that lives in Twilight Town. Since the Keyblade hasn't been seen for more than twenty years, he doesn't believe in it until he receives his own. He is very dark and quiet, but won't let anything stand in his way. His Keyblade is the Kingdom Key.

Skye: Skye is sixteen and very competitive. He also lives in Twilight Town and is best friends with Kenji and Mikka. He can be a little immature sometimes, but he is always sticking up for his friends. His Keyblade is the Guardian Soul.

Mikka: Mikka is just like the girl next door. She is fourteen and lives in Twilight Town. Mikka has been best friends with Kenji and Skye since childhood. She is almost always happy and ready for some adventure. Even though she comes off as a little naive, she is caring and loyal. Her Keyblade is the Star Seeker.

Amaya: Amaya is seventeen and she first appears in Deep Dive City. Not much is known about her except that she searches for something of importance. She has twin daggers and can control fire. Her Keyblade is the Bond of Flame. Although she seems like she doesn't care about other people, she is loyal and will stick up for what she believes in.

Ryoko: Ryoko is nineteen and he walks on the edge of existence. He can use dark attacks. He searches for one thing: his light. His Keyblade is the Oblivion.

Tori: Tori is fourteen and very shy. Her home planet is Radiant Garden where she is protected by Leon. Although she is shy and timid, she can be relentless when she wants something. Her Keyblade is Oathkeeper.

Hikage: Hikage is an emotionless eighteen year-old. He comes from Traverse Town. He is an enigma to all that know him, but they also know that he has a very big heart. His Keyblade is the Fenrir.

Brooding black eyes stared out of the second story window and surveyed the street below. He watched as people prepared for the celebration that would take place later on. Even the kids were excited as they ran around aimlessly, hitting each other with fake replicas of the Keyblade. Today was supposed to be a happy day. Today was the day that everyone celebrated in commeration of the Keyblade Master.

"Kenji, why don't you go outside and enjoy the festival?" Kenji whirled around at the sound of his mother's soft voice. He glared at her, then his expression softened.

"Why? All they do is celebrate some myth." His mother only sighed.

"Fine, but I think that you should get out more," she said before leaving the room. He averted his gaze back to the window.

"Stupid holiday," Kenji muttered to himself.

He would have complained more if not for his mom yelling: "Kenji! Skye and Mikka are here!"

Reluctantly, Kenji got up and headed downstairs. His mood changed dramatically when he saw his friends. He stood back and took in their appearance. Skye was the most muscular and competitive of the three. Seeing his red tank top, blue gym shorts, armbands and trainers, you could easily tell that he worked out. He easily stood out with his tall spiky, brown hair and green eyes.

Kenji turned his attention to Mikka. She flashed a smile, her silver eyes sparkling with excitement. They were very contrasting to her normal brown hair. Her light green shorts and purple tank top complimented her petite figure.

"So ya ready to go?" Skye asked, cracking his knuckles. Kenji looked down, his blond hair hiding his face.

"Go on, Kenji, and enjoy yourself," his mother urged him.

"Alright," he sighed. "I guess it won't be that bad."

"Yes!!" Mikka squealed. Kenji couldn't help but smile at his friend's enthusiasm. Mikka seemed to have only one mode: overly happy. Usually she was just really hyper.

"Okay. Let's go if we wanna get anything done," Skye stated.

"Okay. Let me go get dressed." A few minutes later, Kenji emerged from upstairs, clad in white shorts, a white short-sleeved hoodie with a black undershirt, and white trainers.

"Are you ready now?" Skye asked impatiently.

"Um...," Kenji drawled out. "Sure." Mikka stifled a laugh as Skye rolled his eyes.

"Alright. Now let's go."

"Okay. Bye mom," Kenji said. He shielded his eyes as the warm summer sun glared down at them.

"Alright," Skye began in a leaderly tone. "Let's head over to some of the games." They headed out onto the main street where there were food and game booths.

"Oh! Oh! Can we play that game?" Mikka asked excitedly, jumping up and down at the sight of a balloon game.

. Before one of them could answer, she was already over there. Sighing, Kenji and Skye followed her. They watching as she carefully aimed and threw the tiny dart. About five minutes and ten munny later, she returned them with a blue bear nestled in the nook of her arm. Kenji and Skye smiled at each other.

"C'mon. Let's go see if there are anymore games to play," Skye said.

"Yeah!"

"Um...Okay."

They made there way down the cobblestone road, looking at each booth that they passed.

"Hey, I'm hungry. How about you two?" he asked. Kenji and Mikka looked at each other. Kenji shrugged and Mikka gave an enthusiatisc nod.

Sure, why not," Kenji replied. They headed over to the food booth and sat down.

"So what would you like to order?" They looked up to see a waitress standing in front of them, a notepad in hand.

"Why don't we just order a big pizza?" Mikka offered.

"Okay," Skye quipped.

"And to drink?" she asked, running a hand through her frizzy brown hair.

"Uh...Sea Salt Shakes," Mikka ordered. Kenji's head lifted from the position on his hand at the mention of his favorite treat. Sea Salt Shakes had been adapted from the original Sea Salt Ice Cream. A few minutes later, it arrived with the shakes.

"Looks good," Skye said, taking a piece from the box.

"Yeah...Hey! Don't drool on the pizza!" Kenji snapped.

Skye quickly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Mikka and Kenji couldn't help but laugh.

"Very funny," he whined in mock pain.

The pizza was soon devoured and nothing but crumbs left in the box. They each pitched in a few munny to pay for the pizza. Next, they made their way down the Tram Common, where more game booths were set up. They passed one that caught Skye's eye.

"Hey! Let's check out this one," Skye said, pointing to a booth. They made their way over to the booth and looked around. It had different assortments of weapons.

"So ya wanna enter the Struggle battle?"

"Struggle battle?" Kenji and Skye asked simultaneously.

"Yeah," the booth manager replied. "It's this thing where you fight each other. They thought it would be entertaining to some of the older kids."

"I don't know who 'they' are, but it sounds fun." Turning toward Kenji and Mikka, he added, "So you guys wanna try it out?"

"Yeah!" Mikka answered happily.

"Uh..."

"Aw c'mon, Kenji. You know you want to," Skye persuaded.

"Okay, I'll try it."

"Alright. We'll all enter it."

"Okay. Here's you go," he said as he handed them the Struggle weapons.

"It seems okay," Kenji pondered to himself, hitting it agianst the palm of his hand.

"Cool. Mine has a hand guard!" Skye said.

"Oh! Oh! Mine has a star on the top" Mikka quipped.

"Kenji, let me see your's."

"It's just a club," he stated matter-of-factly.

"So, where is this... this Struggle Battle?" Skye asked.

"Go down to the Sand Lot. I think they're havin' it there."

"Okay, let's go!"

"Wait. You need these to get in," the booth manager said, handing them tickets.

"Thanks," Skye said.

They headed down to the Sand Lot. When they got there, it was amazing to see all of the older kids there. There must have been at least ten other teenagers. Kenji, Skye, and Mikka made their way over to the registration and signed up.

"So you think we have any chance of winning?" Mikka asked uncertainly as they sat down on one of the benches that surrounded the platform.

Skye just stared at her for a minute then replied with an nod. Kenji's eyes wondered around, taking in all of the people. He never had liked being around a lot of people, but as long as he was with his friends, he was okay.They watched as people got on the stage and fought. Some kids were even as young as seven. Then Skye spotted him.

"Hey! Look, its Zane!" Skye pointed to the silver-haired kid getting on the stage.

Mikka's eyes grew darker. "Of course. We should have known that he would be here."

They watched as he took down a nine-year-old. It was a sad sight to see the little boy run off of the platform into the arms of his mom. Then a short, portly man on top of the stage announced the next match. Kenji looked up when he heard his name.

"Go Kenji!!" Skye and Mikka yelled at the same time.

Kenji smiled as he approached the platform. He turned to meet his opponent. Kenji almost did a double take his eyes met the big green ones of ten-year-old girl. She smiled sweetly at him.

"The rules are simple. You lose if you get knocked out of the ring or if you pass out," the referee announced.

Her eyes hardened and she glared at him as the referee said go.Taking his club in hand, he blocked as she charged at him head on. The little girl bounced back when she hit his club, but she charged at him agian. She charged at him about ten more times only to get knocked back agian each time. Finally she fell the ground, tired out. Kenji smiled politely as the girl's father came and picked her up.

"Great job!" Mikka exclaimed as he came off of the platform. He scratched the back of his head nervously.

"Yeah. For a minute there, I thought that little girl was gonna beat you." Skye laughed when he saw Kenji glare at him.

"Strugglers four and ten. Would Strugglers numbers four and ten please come to the platfom?"

"Uh, Mikka. That's us," Skye said nervously.

"Um...oh. Really?"

"Uh huh."

Kenji let out a short laugh. "Are you afraid that she's gonna beat you?"

"No!" Skye yelled.

"C'mon," Mikka said, pulling Skye up onto the platform. Kenji smiled to himself as Skye and Mikka made their way up to the platform. They faced each other.

"Go!" the referee shouted over the noise of the crowd.

Skye made the first move. He charged at Mikka, swinging his club. Just as he was about to hit her, she moved to the side and hit him on the side of his head. Kenji had to stifle a laugh as Skye went plummeting to the ground. After the referee announced that she was the winner of the match, Mikka jumped down to help Skye up. When they reached the bench Kenji had been saving for them, he just smied.

"Would Strugglers one and seven please come to the platform?" the referee asked.

"Well, that's me agian," Kenji stated as he got up from the bench and headed to the platform. He looked across it only to be met by the glare of eyes that looked like black holes. These eyes belonged only to Zane. Kenji stepped back once. Looking into those eyes made him feel like he was falling into a dark abyss. He squeezed his Struggle club tightly in his right hand and got ready to fight. Zane smirked and got ready to charge.

AN: Yes, a cliffhanger. Tell me what you think. Remember that I don't take flames and you will only get an even worse reply from me. If you see anything in here that you want to comment on, I would appreciate if you give me tips that would help make me a better writer. Also, if you want me to continue, please reveiw.