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Lost Awakening - Ventus 11Chapter 11: The Diviner, the Blade, and the Blackened
"Gawrsh, the King must be pretty far away by now..."
Sitting on the steps of the Mysterious Tower were a knight and a sorcerer - both friends of King Mickey. Both of them were impatiently waiting his return - they were his men, captain of the guard and direct sorcerer, and without him they felt idle and depressed.
At the sound of shifting light, however, both of them raised their gazes. A bolt of light was searing through the sky in the most haphazard fashion, arcing this way and that before finally connecting with the ground in front of the tower with a crash.
Both of them yelped in shock.
"King Mickey!" the sorcerer shouted.
But as the light and dust faded, they saw the armoured figure that lay there collapsed, and the knight shook his head. "Nope, doesn't look like him."
Ven opened his eyes. The Star Shard was nothing like Glider transport. It tore him through interspace this way and that before arriving
Lost Awakening - Ventus 10Chapter 10: Stars and Treasure
The shape that tore through the air in the most confusing fashion resembled a shooting star, to some extent. But the haphazard way it flew didn't match most shooting stars - and that was enough to catch the attention of the pixie that hovered over the isle.
She rushed after the star when she saw it land near the Indian Camp.
A small, lithe figure stood curiously at the camp. Mickey's Star Shard had been taking him from world to world without so much as a warning, and now he was here. The place was curious, but there was something... ominous about it.
With a surge, Mickey saw darkness rear up before him. It was the same passage of darkness he had seen when he had run into Ven in the badlands - and that caused him to turn with a shock when he heard footsteps behind him.
"Uh... he ain't movin'..."
Ven heard the voices, but it was like they were from the other end of a long tunnel. His eyes slowly started to open, and
Lost Awakening - Ventus 9Chapter 9: Interspace Seraph
Ventus tore through the Lanes Between with wind whirling around him. His whole body felt charged with energy; he couldn't have stopped the wind even if he wanted to, and the tendrils of light - which normally only ever showed up in or after combat - were shining bright on his arms.
Ahead of him, he could see something flying towards him - a strange, whirling shape. He gave a confused hum as it slowly neared him... and Ven gave a shout when he sensed darkness. The shape was visible now - a pale blue shape that was almost pink, fading to white at the tips of three tentacle-esque protrusions. It was lined by white shapes, and its tail was twisted black - the only thing darker was the emblem upon it.
It shot towards Ven like a whirling storm, and Ven had to pull his glider into a barrel roll. The metamorphic Unversed caught the tip of his glider with such force it flew from under his feet, causing Ven to spiral through interspace.
With a flash,
Lost Awakening - Ventus 8Chapter 8: Training for a Competition
The Dream Festival proved to be fun. Sure, Ven panicked when he saw Glidewinders on the Raceway, or Bruisers on the sports court, but after a while he realized the Unversed were only there for the same reason they were - just to have fun. Rumble Racing was fun - and Ven knew when racing was fun - but the Fruitball game seemed to catch his attention more - and of course, there was Hewey, Dewey, and Louie's Ice Cream Beat.
Ven took off from Disney Town with a smile on his face. He was having a good time.
He stepped out of the Lanes Between in what looked like a small town. Ancient Greek architecture was all around him, and there was a massive mountain behind him. He clicked his palm and let his armour fade.
And a small figure rushed by him.
Ven stumbled at the sight of a short, overweight satyr - a man with goat legs and goat horns - rushing past him. He clearly wasn't fit for a long run - he came to a stop against the side of a building, mutt
Lost Awakening - Ventus 7Chapter 7: Ice Cream
Ven coursed the Lanes Between for a long time. Out of the light of Radiant Garden, his situation seemed to darken tenfold. Here he was, a boy racing through interspace, having run away from home, in an Ocean Between teeming with monsters crafted from negativity, all because he couldn't bear to return without his friends.
Beneath his visor, Ven frowned. Friend... He started to wonder if that term still applied to Aqua. He'd fought at her side, taken blows for her - and he realized he'd done that at the Land of Departure, too. He'd had to struggle to argue against her when she mentioned Terra. He'd actually voiced that only one of his friends had shown the Mark of Mastery, and he was glad it was Aqua.
And just before she left...
Ven raised a hand to the mouthpiece of his helmet, the only thing that stopped him from reaching his face. He'd been so thoughtless, he'd acted solely on instinct. But had that been a bad thing? Aqua's reaction... he wasn't sure
Lost Awakening - Ventus 6Chapter 6: Crushed Hearts and Claymores
Ventus hit the ground with a wicked thud.
The Lane Between had deposited him in a central plaza in a bright, vibrant city. It seemed calm, and quiet, but Ven felt something strange about it.
A presence nearby caused him to turn, and he saw a familiar figure stepping into a street. "Mickey?" The Star Shard must not have thrown him as far as he had thought.
He raised his gaze and was surprised when it didn't meet sky. Instead, he saw a massive building - a tall, powerful castle. A clockwork pattern stood out on the front of it, jeweled shaped within the gears. The tower was tall and bright, shining with light.
A fitting beacon for a city of light.
Ven lowered his gaze and chased in the direction Mickey had gone.
The acran found his way through a shockingly annoying garden section - although he blamed the annoyance on the Unversed that swarmed within it. When he had made it through, he was surprised to find himself before the castle he had se
Lost Awakening - Ventus 5Chapter 5: Void Gear
Ventus did the Keyblade Glider equivalent of flooring it.
His heart had panged to see Aqua at the Enchanted Dominion, and it had hurt worse when he had forced himself to leave. That was the second time he had left her behind - and it hurt a lot more this time around.
Because this time he had done it deliberately.
Normally, Ven rode his glider like a sports board, standing sideways upon the platform. But this time he was kneeling on the board, one hand against the platform, the other on the Wayfinder that dangled from his neck. Which might explain why, when the presence of darkness neared him, he didn't immediately react.
Until he realized that he recognized it.
He shot to his feet as a familiar figure in muscle necrous muscle tissue passed him. He spun to face Ventus, and he saw a face covered by a one-way mask. The only difference this time was that he had something in his hands this time - on each of his hands and each of his feet was a shape like a bloodr
Lost Awakening - Ventus 4Chapter 4: Hearts of Light
Ventus emerged from the Lanes Between in a castle. "Still no sign of Terra," he murmured to himself. He touched the Wayfinder around his neck, closing his eyes for a moment as images of Terra and Aqua on the night of the meteor shower flitted through his mind.
He turned to the nearest door and stepped through it, surprised to find a bedroom. The air was dark and cold - it was like a crime had just been committed in the vicinity.
A faint presence nearby caused him to turn, and he saw a girl lying in a four-poster bed. It was strange - she was motionless, almost... cold...
"Stop! You get away from her!"
Ven spun to see three figures suddenly just there. He could have sworn he saw wings on their backs. Were they faeries? They were all clad the same but their colours, and each of them held a golden spellcaster's wand in hand. "Oh, I'm sorry," he gasped. "It's just... there's something strange, and... distant about her."
The faerie in red hovered up
Lost Awakening - Ventus 3Chapter 3: Tailor Winds
One might call it a castle of dreams, the great building of which the girl had such a great view from the attic she stayed. In fact, one might even call it torture - for she never got any closer than this.
"Cinderellie! Cinderellie! Come on! Gotta flurry, gotta flurry!"
The girl turned to see a small mouse rushing out of the nearby mousehole, climbing the bedposts, and arriving at the top. "Now, Jaq," she said calmly, "what's all the fuss about?"
Jaq managed to stand on the peak of the bedpost. "Somebody new in the house!" he replied. "Somebody never saw refore!"
"Oh, a new friend," the girl mused. "Where is he?"
"In a trap-trap! Down de stairs!"
As this was transpiring, Ventus was pacing. He felt much like a prisoner - he was surrounded by iron bars. He had arrived from the rift to the Lanes Between and essentially crashed. His Keyblade Glider had tumbled out of sight, but he had disabled his armour. He didn't stop moving - he'd fiddled with the bars, tr
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