Disclaimer: I don't own kingdom hearts ya prats
If there are any of my own characters I own them though ^-^
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Rain trickled down the large windows of the crowded hall. Laughter and the rich scent of wine drifted through the air like a gentle breeze, filling the room with a welcoming atmosphere. The chandeliers above gave the golden hall a beautiful light that filled every corner and illuminated the palace from afar.
Servants bustled about serving food and drink to guests wearing their finest clothing. But not able to match the high quality of the expensive gowns or tailor fitted suits of silk or satin, laden with jewellery of the rarest gems and gold.
A royal celebration would only have the most loyal of friends and the richest devotees to the king no one below a peasant would be in sight.
The two giant doors, bearing the carvings of two scarlet serpents, belonging to the entrance of the hall began to open and the talk and laughter was instantly dropped to hushed whispers amongst friends.
Three figures accompanied by guards strolled across the marble floor, guests moved away as the trio made their way over to a raised platform at the front of the crowd.
The trio consisted of a strongly built man in his thirties, with long brown hair and cold eyes wearing the finest of blue silk and a cloak of sapphire that rivalled the sea.
At his side a woman within her twenties, had raven hair tied into a ponytail, pure blue eyes and wore a dress of white, so pure that it could have been born from the snow. Decorated with beautiful patterns of silver reaching up towards her delicate neck.
And the third of the small group trailed behind, a handsome young boy in his teens. His silver cloak swept over the floor. His mass of brown hair stuck up in every direction, defying gravity, while his brilliant sapphire eyes looked always ahead of him never looking at anyone directly. As he had been told to do many times before.
They quickly climbed the small set of stairs leading towards the platform, the tall man with long brown hair stood in the middle of the trio whilst the other two stood a little further behind him almost out of view.
"Welcome my dear friends and relatives, it is such a marvellous sight to see you all here today". The crowd below applauded the man "as you know it is the anniversary of the white wolf, when our kingdom conquered the army of the red panther and claimed victory over these lands that they so wrongly stole from us." There were murmurs of agreement amongst the crowd." Tonight is not just a night to celebrate but to remember those who lost their lives in that battle and to honour them once more .So please raise your glasses, if it were not for them then we would not be here today."
Despite his fathers words which were spoken exactly the same every white wolf anniversary the teenage boy still hung his head in silent prayer to those who had lost their lives for their kingdom. 'Why is there so much destruction in the world, it's not right it can't solve all problems forever. It may be a celebration but....were we no better than the so called enemy? I mean did our kings before us ever try to reason? Or did we just assume that the land was rightfully ours in the first place? It could have been someone else's many years before. We could have stolen it from them!! But no.no that can't be right I mean what...If. *Sigh* I don't want to be king this is just stupid, I'd rather be a peasant. It may not be much but at least I wouldn't have to do all of this, stupid royalty why did I have to be born into royalty?! I HATE IT!!!'
"Sora? Your father's finished his speech we can go and greet the guests now." His mother said softly.
"What? Oh yeah, sure."
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In the distance the sound of hoverbikes [1] in a group of approximately 40 could be heard crossing the ocean in the shadow of the night, drawing ever closer to the palace.
"This is gonna be the best heist yet!"
"Damn right, it may be a challenge but then... what is it without a challenge?"
"Yeah this is gonna be sweet, although ya think they would have better security right? I mean, the palace is overlookin' the sea no guards can get round the back."
"Hey" a female voice chipped in "what're you complainin' about? The big balcony is overlookin' the sea, we can just take down those weak guards there and head on in right? Right, so anywho. You" she pointed to the boy who had been talking previously "your pickin' a hostage silver head."
"Me! Why me? I wasn't the one complainin'!"
"I don't care, and it had better be a good one or the lord of thieves will be real angry."
"Yeah, yeah like I care"
"Ya will be if he's angry!"
"Phffft yeah right" the silver hair drawled.
"Yeah it is right so pick. A.Good.One."
"Ya can't tell me what to do."
"I can and I will!!"
"Go ahead and try bi-atch"
"PRAT!"
"LITTLE BAST..."
"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT UP!!!!" Screamed one of the higher ranked men. He paused." We're nearly there so stay quiet or be left behind" he hissed realising he had just shouted.
The two gulped and stayed quiet.
'Almost there, we're gonna go down in the history of thieves 'thought the silver haired boy.
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[1] Kinda like those high tech motorbike thingys ^-^
So was it good or bad TELL ME I MUST KNOW!! Aaaaand should I continue?
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Rain trickled down the large windows of the crowded hall. Laughter and the rich scent of wine drifted through the air like a gentle breeze, filling the room with a welcoming atmosphere. The chandeliers above gave the golden hall a beautiful light that filled every corner and illuminated the palace from afar.
Servants bustled about serving food and drink to guests wearing their finest clothing. But not able to match the high quality of the expensive gowns or tailor fitted suits of silk or satin, laden with jewellery of the rarest gems and gold.
A royal celebration would only have the most loyal of friends and the richest devotees to the king no one below a peasant would be in sight.
The two giant doors, bearing the carvings of two scarlet serpents, belonging to the entrance of the hall began to open and the talk and laughter was instantly dropped to hushed whispers amongst friends.
Three figures accompanied by guards strolled across the marble floor, guests moved away as the trio made their way over to a raised platform at the front of the crowd.
The trio consisted of a strongly built man in his thirties, with long brown hair and cold eyes wearing the finest of blue silk and a cloak of sapphire that rivalled the sea.
At his side a woman within her twenties, had raven hair tied into a ponytail, pure blue eyes and wore a dress of white, so pure that it could have been born from the snow. Decorated with beautiful patterns of silver reaching up towards her delicate neck.
And the third of the small group trailed behind, a handsome young boy in his teens. His silver cloak swept over the floor. His mass of brown hair stuck up in every direction, defying gravity, while his brilliant sapphire eyes looked always ahead of him never looking at anyone directly. As he had been told to do many times before.
They quickly climbed the small set of stairs leading towards the platform, the tall man with long brown hair stood in the middle of the trio whilst the other two stood a little further behind him almost out of view.
"Welcome my dear friends and relatives, it is such a marvellous sight to see you all here today". The crowd below applauded the man "as you know it is the anniversary of the white wolf, when our kingdom conquered the army of the red panther and claimed victory over these lands that they so wrongly stole from us." There were murmurs of agreement amongst the crowd." Tonight is not just a night to celebrate but to remember those who lost their lives in that battle and to honour them once more .So please raise your glasses, if it were not for them then we would not be here today."
Despite his fathers words which were spoken exactly the same every white wolf anniversary the teenage boy still hung his head in silent prayer to those who had lost their lives for their kingdom. 'Why is there so much destruction in the world, it's not right it can't solve all problems forever. It may be a celebration but....were we no better than the so called enemy? I mean did our kings before us ever try to reason? Or did we just assume that the land was rightfully ours in the first place? It could have been someone else's many years before. We could have stolen it from them!! But no.no that can't be right I mean what...If. *Sigh* I don't want to be king this is just stupid, I'd rather be a peasant. It may not be much but at least I wouldn't have to do all of this, stupid royalty why did I have to be born into royalty?! I HATE IT!!!'
"Sora? Your father's finished his speech we can go and greet the guests now." His mother said softly.
"What? Oh yeah, sure."
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In the distance the sound of hoverbikes [1] in a group of approximately 40 could be heard crossing the ocean in the shadow of the night, drawing ever closer to the palace.
"This is gonna be the best heist yet!"
"Damn right, it may be a challenge but then... what is it without a challenge?"
"Yeah this is gonna be sweet, although ya think they would have better security right? I mean, the palace is overlookin' the sea no guards can get round the back."
"Hey" a female voice chipped in "what're you complainin' about? The big balcony is overlookin' the sea, we can just take down those weak guards there and head on in right? Right, so anywho. You" she pointed to the boy who had been talking previously "your pickin' a hostage silver head."
"Me! Why me? I wasn't the one complainin'!"
"I don't care, and it had better be a good one or the lord of thieves will be real angry."
"Yeah, yeah like I care"
"Ya will be if he's angry!"
"Phffft yeah right" the silver hair drawled.
"Yeah it is right so pick. A.Good.One."
"Ya can't tell me what to do."
"I can and I will!!"
"Go ahead and try bi-atch"
"PRAT!"
"LITTLE BAST..."
"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT UP!!!!" Screamed one of the higher ranked men. He paused." We're nearly there so stay quiet or be left behind" he hissed realising he had just shouted.
The two gulped and stayed quiet.
'Almost there, we're gonna go down in the history of thieves 'thought the silver haired boy.
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[1] Kinda like those high tech motorbike thingys ^-^
So was it good or bad TELL ME I MUST KNOW!! Aaaaand should I continue?