Name: Z
Gender: Male
Age: 15
Keyblade: The Stained Soul
Info: 14 years agoToday was truly a momentous day. Professor Kurushii walked down a long, metallic hall, very impatient to see what his scientists had waiting for him. They had said it was time to begin CHAOS, the Kurushii family's ultimate project. The Kurushii family had been working for thousands of years, mating with specific individuals to create a child who could accomplish their ultimate goal, CHAOS (Central Housing And Obliteration of Souls).
This project was designed to eliminate the use for a soul by getting rid of it altogether. The project's final goal was the destruction of every current known life form, and reanimating the corpses. This was done by defeating a heartless, and using the dispersed darkness from the defeated heartless on the released heart to strengthen it, to the point where it became a "Super heart" of sorts. This lengthened an individual's life by about 600 years, and limited the free will of the now soulless individual.
Kurushii walked into testing room 26, eager to see what they had for him.
"Good morning, sir. Today, project Z will be conducting his first examinations. Now, we must ask you to wear protective gear during these tests, as Project Z still exhibits large amounts of free will." The head administrator told him.
Executing CHAOS required extreme care. Prof. Kurushii's only son's soul was removed, using a heartless/nobody extract (which had cost him all of his interns), and split into 26 pieces, each of which (save for the original) had it's own body. Each project was trained in different forms of combat, when they had reached their full potential, if no special abilities or powers had surfaced, they were put into a special machine, which pieced the souls back together. Now, when a piece of a soul is put into a body, it heals whatever was lost (sort of like a starfish. When you cut it in half, each half grows back, to form a new starfish). CHAOS was the unity of all 26 pieces, each having grown past the full potential of the body it was put in.
"Project Z, age three, Swordsman, No special qualities exhibited, current level of mastery: Intermediate. Begin Test." The overhead computer blared into Z's testing room. This test was fairly simply, all Z would have to do is kill a few living enemies. Kurushii smirked, whispering to his administrator
It's genius, if i do say so, myself. Not only will it test his abilities, but it will also eliminate the only liability in this equation. And who would that be, sir? Why, Z's mother, of course. Two years ago"Trying to escape AGAIN, are we?" The administrator said, hefting a very disappointed Z back to his room.
"Naturally. what do you expect from the "problem child"?" He said, in his sarcastic tone of voice.
I expect you to put more effort in to an escape than THAT. Just because I'm your father figure, in place of professor Kurushii, doesn't mean you cant kill me. Z laughed.
I killed my mother. why would i want to kill my surrogate father, too? Especially when he's been a better one to me than my biological one. The administrator laughed, and said
"its true, the professor lacks any form of social skills. Still, in the end, even your dearest friend may betray you. Z waved him off, and walked into his room. Tomorrow was his last day of rest, before the final exam. They told him that if he passed the test, he would be freed from the bonds that held him. He sincerely doubted it, but went to sleep anyway.
The next day, all he could think of was training, so he snuck out early in the morning to get in some extra practice. However, a surprise awaited him. He walked into the training room to find a girl already occupying it, so he quickly snuck up the ladder, which led to the observation room. There he quietly observed what was on each computer's monitor.
Project W. Age 12. Capable of hyper speed combat. Z was then presented with footage of her first exam, where she sat across a tea table from a training dummy. She casually drank her tea, appearing completely innocent. Then, all of a sudden, the dummy's head, arms, and legs all fell off. The camera self-rewound, and went into a frame by frame display.
10 Seconds, 2 milliseconds- W sat, her eyes now appearing focused.
10 Seconds, 2.1 Milliseconds- W was now frozen onscreen, her knife in the air, and her standing on two fingertips on the table.
10 Seconds, 2.2 Milliseconds- W sat back in her chair, eyes back on her teacup.
Z gaped in surprise.
Found my tapes from last year, have you? Said a voice behind Z. Z didn't even have to look to know who it was. He turned around, to see W staring right at him.
Hello W. I am Z, pleasure to make your acquaintance. Hello, Z. I believe I've met your best friend.....X, was it? X was my best friend, yes. He was put into solitary confinement, because he was developing psychopathic tendencies. I do apologize for this. W then forcefully kissed Z, sending jolts of surprise jown Z's spine. W smiled. Sedatives in the lipstick, they never see it coming.
Clever. Sedatives in the lipstick. Nighty-night.PRESENT DAYZ woke with a start, to see the administrator standing over him.
How long was i out? Not too long. about 2-3 years. oh. what day is it? It's your birthday. Happy, fifteenth, kid. So, what about CHAOS? when is my mastery exam? The administrator brought his voice down to a whisper.
About that...you've been deemed unreliable. Your termination is scheduled in an hour, you NEED to get yourself OUT. There's an airlock two floors down from here, with a special suit that allows you to move about in space. it's no good after one use, and your air is limited, so go to the nearest world, do you understand? Z nodded.
But what about you? My termination is also scheduled in an hour. If i stay behind, i have a shot at destroying CHAOS. Maybe, just maybe, i can end this before it starts. Goodbye, Z. Z was stunned. He couldn't imagine a life outside the facility, especially without the administrator.
GO! Z took off, running through the halls as fast as his legs would carry him. He only stopped at one place: His room. There he picked up his sword, and began to put on his armor. Before he was finished, however, a guard burst in.
HE'S PUTTING ON HIS ARMOR, AND ARMED. ATTEMPTING TO NEUTRALIZE! The guard said, into his intercom. Z smiled, easily destroying the guard.
These peons are always pathetic. Z said, before beginning his journey to the airlock.
Z arrived at the airlock slipping on the suit, while battling about 16 peons. He parried one strike, and hopped back to avoid a strike. He slipped his right leg into the suit, and ducked a blow to the face. All the guards suddenly fell down, dead. W, for of course it was she, slipped a note down Z's collar, twisted the suits helmet on, and pushed Z out, without a word.
Z then drifted to the world, alone with his thoughts for about 3 days, until he arrived in The keyblade graveyard. When Z finally got his suit off, he was finally able to read W's note.
Z, I apologize for the lipstick incident, and hope we can meet again. Don't go forgetting me, now! -W Included in the note was a necklace, which Z immediately put on. He would not forget her anytime soon.
After a full year of training, Z was finally able to summon his keyblade, The Stained Soul.
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