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KH: RftS's Day 1- Part 2

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The leaves of the ancient trees brushed together creating a beautiful sound that floated throughout the village, some coming loose and flittering down to the garden floor. The evening breeze was falling upon the village, bringing the hint of the day's end with it. It carried the smells of the marketplace and the spring festival on its wings up to the castle, creating quite an everyday excitement for the few hands that worked inside its walls. The excitement that with the day's end came the end of the day's work and the ability to go and enjoy the festival lifted each person's spirit, from the ruler himself, down to the scullery maid.

If one thought the mazes and garden's outside the castle gates were wonderfully beautiful, then they would be blown away but the complexity and sheer magnificent beauty of those inside the gate surrounding the castle. The flowers were more exotic and numerous, and in an amazing variety of colors, shapes and sizes. The hedges were larger, fuller, and greener; the trees were the same. The castle garden was the crown jewel of everything that was Radiant Gardens.

And with complexity and size... came a great many of wonderful hiding places for the game of hide and see, quite a perplexing game, where one person is the seeker and must seek out one or more hiding individuals that had cleverly and wisely chosen their unique hiding spots.

Such was why the Ruler of Radiant Gardens was outside in the beautiful late afternoon weather, walking through the large garden at a less than relaxed pace.   

The man was quite tall, built solidly in form, sure to have great strength of body, he wore black dress shoes and slacks with a white dress shirt, which he wore un-tucked, and unbuttoned at the wrists and collar. The man's skin was sun kissed, probably because of spending so much time out in the gardens doing the similar walk about he was doing now. He had chin length blonde hair, not slicked back, but nor was it untidy, and a mustache pronounced his features. He looked to be a gentle man, full of kindness and love, along with much curiosity and intelligence.

The man's name was Ansem, Ruler and Protector of Radiant Gardens, Scientist and Father.

Ansem decided that after searching the circumference of the walkabout closest to the castle, that it was time to search further out into the maze. The maze wasn't a dangerous place to hide, the father in his mid-thirties wasn't worried about that, he was just anxious not having an eye on his young daughter at all times. But this was her favorite game, and she had begged him for days to play it with her, and he had promised. And now he knew why she liked it so much... she was probably the most expert leveled hide and seek player ever.

Shining amber brown eyes looked out of the thick, tall tulips in a flower bed right up against the castle's stone wall. A small purple haired head poked its head up above the purple, red, yellow and orange tulips and looked around the visible pathway beside it. A giggle escaped from the soft pink lips as the child saw the back of her seeker turn a corner leading out further into the castle garden. Now was the perfect opportunity for the child to follow behind the seeker and startle him.

A small child climbed out of the flower bed, brushing the dark black dirt of her small fair legs and spring grass green sundress. When the child was satisfied, she began to skip towards the garden gate, the gravel beneath her brown sandals grinding together making noise, but it stopped abruptly when the child stopped. Stopped and stared at the cute green frog in her path. Bending down the 6 year old poked her finger at it, and it hopped away. The child giggled and followed after the hoping frog toward the castle's only gate of entrance.

After a few minutes of this game the frog jumped into a nearby pansy bed and disappeared from site, the little girl sighing in frustration and kicking a piece of gravel with her foot. Now the little girl was on the other side of the castle, opposite the end of her father and she didn't seem much worried and proceeded to sit down by the pansy bed and look at the flowers.

Minutes passed and the girl turned her head after hearing a strange 'whooshing' sound, not five feet away a strange small black figure swayed back and forth. It's odd shape, color, appearance and movement were extremely unsettling to the child, but her eyes widened and glowed brightly in curiosity as she watched it.

The strange new figure and the child stared at each other, the child in curiosity... the weird figure swaying back and forth strangely. It jumped forward suddenly, only two steps away now, making the girl jump up in fright and scoot around it. Eyes no longer full of curiosity, but slight panic. It followed after her and the little girl began running a long peel of "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" as she ran away from the thing which was following her.

He hadn't even made it to the first set of steps that led to the castle when the piercing scream hit his ears. Braig jerked his head up, looking about with a furrowed brow. His almond eyes surveyed the area quickly, and he saw nothing out of place, though someone clearly sounded distressed. Curious and seeing his chance to gain some trust around the joint, Braig slunk off towards the direction of the scream, ducking under some branches and bushes to get to it.

What he saw made him stare dumbfounded. After following a second screech, he was able to swerve around a hedge bush to find a little girl, no older than around eight, running about in wild circles with a small Shadow Heartless jumping at her heels.

Without thinking, he tucked his arm behind his back and opened his palm, letting a manifestation of magic summon his prized weapon. Pulling it out from behind, he didn't even need to pause to shoot a laser bolt from the lavender arrow gun and kill the Heartless. It exploded into dust, and the girl sat a yard or two away, cowering in fear. His gun vanished, and Braig stared at the place where his bolt struck with a faint frown.

'Must've been a straggler or something and got lost in a Corridor,' he hypothesized to himself. Switching his gaze over to the child, he smiled and said lightheartedly, "Don't worry, it's not coming back; I promise." Furrowing his brow, he added, "Are you lost? Who are you?"


The little girl unfolded her arms from around her head, turning her face to look at the figure that had so bravely saved her from the strange creature. She looked from the face of the man, down to the patch of darker gravel were the creature had been and then back at the man. She stood up slowly, tugging on her lower lip, honey brown eyes still clouded with worried fright. But the girl didn't stay that way for long; soon the memory of that strange creature was all but gone from her mind, with her little mind focused on the man which had saved her.

Taking a few timid steps forward the child gave a small polite, though unsteady, curtsey.

"Hello, my name is Miya." the purple haired girl greeted, hands reaching up to adjust her hair ribbon which had become askew.

"I am very grateful that you made that thing go away, it was quite scary."

The little girl, Miya, tucked on hand behind her back and the other fiddled with the hem of her dress as she began to rock back and forth on her heels watching the man.

"Who are you? I have never seen you before." she said looking up at him with her eyes glowing brightly.

"I'm Braig," he said simply, looking at the singed pavement where his laser had shot. "I came here to try and get a job and here I find a little kid being attacked by a monster. Not exactly what I was suspecting, but…" He looked up. "I suppose this isn't a daily thing, right?"

She shook her head and he smirked. His amber eyes traveled around, trying to figure out if the girl had anyone looking after her. Seeing no one around, he returned his attention to her and asked again, "Are you lost, Miya? Where are your parents?"


Miya turned around in a circle, looking in each direction, a finger resting on her small chin thoughtfully as she tried to remember which way she had seen her papa disappeared in.

"Ah-ha!" She shouted triumphantly, and suddenly.

The child grabbed his hand and pulled him in the opposite direction. "No, I'm not lost... Follow me, Mister. I know were my papa is. I'll take you to him. He can help you get a job." she said with a gleeful voice.

The two walked around the castle pathway, and turned on to the blue triangular stone walkway that Miya had seen her father go down earlier. At every intersection, turn off or corner Miya would poke her head around each head, eyes narrowed in concentration as she was on her hunt. The child was silent as she led Braig through the garden maze.

After five minutes of searching, Miya poked her head around another corner and squealed in delight, let go of Braig's hand and ran over to somebody obscured by the hedge.

"Papa! I found you!" the little child exclaimed happily.

"Oh my, Miya! And here I thought I was the seeker for this game!" said the surprised deep voice of Ansem the Wise.

   Braig stopped dead when he followed the child around the hedge. The girl was now clasped in the tight hug of a fairly tall blond man that Braig knew all too well.

"Y-your Majesty?" he stammered as the man stood up. Braig averted his eyes and bowed his head down in a respectful manner.

The ruler stood up and Braig could feel his hardened stare going over him. "Yes… Who might you be?"

"He saved me from a monster thing!" Miya explained happily, tugging on her father's shirt.

Braig lifted his head and nodded, confirming, "I was on my way to see about getting a job around here when I heard a scream and saw this little kid being attacked by this strange, weird black cricket thing… So, I shot it."


Ansem looked at the man with a quirked eyebrow, a puzzled, surprised and a bit protective expression upon his face. The father set a protective hand on his daughters shoulder and cleared his throat.

"This is quite an interesting tale... tell me... Miya what happened?" he said looking down at his child, for a six year old, Miya was successful in giving very detailed descriptions of events, and things she saw.

"Well... we were playing hide and seek, I was hiding in the tulip bed and I watched come this way, I got out and saw a frog and followed it to the pansy bed, I sat down to look at the pansy's when all of a sudden this black strange thingy popped up and it and I stared at each other. It jumped at me... I ran away and it followed... then that guy-" she paused and pointed at Braig "-appeared from the gate and shot it! Then I came to find you, and brought him with me 'cause he needs a job... and he also saved my life!"

Ansem stood there looking at his daughter and then at Braig with a ponderous expression. When she was finished he sighed and held his hand out to the man.

"First off I want to thank you for getting rid of this creature, and secondly... you want a job. At the moment all staff positions are filled... perhaps you have something particular in mind?"

Braig scratched behind his neck with a nervous laugh. "Oh, it was nothing, really. But, uh, I'm kind of more suited for the position of a warrior, to be honest. Not so good with the boring, leisurely jobs and stuff. Plus, that's not the first time those things have popped up. I've seen them and they can get bigger. And it can be dangerous, especially for a kid." To this, he indicated Miya with a nod. "They come in packs but eventually leave after some time. If anything, until they go away and move on, would you might need a guard? If not for within the castle, but for the squirt…" He shrugged. "It's a suggestion. I know not a lot of mishaps have happened recently but who knows? Times could be a-changing."

His mind was blundering for words, even though they slid out as smoothly as they did from his mouth. It was still hard to wrap round the idea that the ruler had a child that no one knew about. Well, to say, Braig hadn't known about it at all, and he had been doing some espionage around here for quite some time.

And even more puzzling was how conveniently that Heartless had popped up when it did. He'd have to have a little chat with Master Xehanort when he got back; because making up stories on the spot wasn't really his greatest forte and his Master knew it. If anything he would've had like to at least know that this was going to happen so this story didn't sound like it came from the mouth of a madman as it did now.

'Hopefully the squirt is trustworthy and not liable for making up stories because it could be the determining factor of whether I get in or not.' He glanced down at Miya briefly before looking back up to Ansem.   


The ruler of Radiant Gardens nodded his head, eyes clouded over in ponderous thought, one large hand cupping his chin and the other resting on top of Miya's little head. Through both of their descriptions the event was quite true. Miya was wonderful at describing reality, but at her young age he wasn't sure she grasped the whole of what an imagination was... or how to use it. He trusted his daughter and thus he could trust the man before him.

Ansem came out of his revere and appraised the man before him, taking in his appearance from head to toe. Noting hygiene, attire, posture, his mannerisms and how he spoke. In Ansem's mind he seemed able bodied enough, well kept enough, had an intriguing linguistic ability, proper manners and possibly a sense of humor. All in all, Braig was not a bad prospect for being the first of a Castle Guard.

'Miya is growing older, soon she'll want to explore places beyond the castle walls... and I won't deny her that joy. But of course, I can't be with her at all times; I will want to know that she is safe. Especially with these strange creatures, if one were to come after her. The possibility of it happening again is high and the possibility of it being more than one is just as high. She'll need someone to watch and protect her when I can't.'

"You make quite a good point, Braig. Give me some time to think about it some. I should have made my mind up tomorrow. Come to the town square at this same time tomorrow, and we can discuss this proposition in depth." Ansem said, addressing the other man.  

As he said the words, it took every aspect of Braig's conscious being to not smile ecstatically.  Though he hid his expression, he could not hide the joy in his voice as he bowed swiftly at the waist and said, "I thank you for your kindly consideration, sir." Looking up he nodded to them both and gazed in the direction of the gate. "I hope you two enjoy the festival as well. Heard that it's going to be the best one yet."

Ansem murmured in agreement and Braig took it as his indication to go. Giving a few parting words to Miya, he turned around and walked back into the brush from which the girl had led him until coming upon the path that he had strayed from in the beginning. Looking back at the large castle he felt his passive mouth begin to twitch into a devious smirk.

'Now to have that chat with Master...' he hissed in his mind. That whole event was sour in his mind, but luckily it all went according to plan, kind of. So long as Ansem's decision showed as much promise as that assessment did, then everything would pan out as they intended.


Miya gave a big wave to the parting man "Goodbye, Braig! See you tomorrow!" she said with a huge grin and turned to her father, eyes glowing brightly.

"Papa, are you going to give him a job?" Miya asked swinging on his pant leg, looking up at her father.

Ansem chuckled and picked his daughter up, holding her in his arms close to him. She leaned over and rested her head on his shoulder, placing one of her small hands on one cheek, running her fingers across its surface.

He smiled and nodded. "Probably, Miya. I would be very sad if anything was to happen to you and I think it's a good idea. Perhaps two more would be sufficient as well."

"What's sufficient, Papa?" she asked quietly.

"Well it means when something is enough for a situation, my dear." he said kissing her little forehead and walking towards the castle.

"Oh... I see." Miya responded with a smile and a giggle "Your mustache tickles!"

The two laughed joyously as Ansem made his way through the garden, when they arrived at one of the back entrances the sun was setting, the red colors contrasting the remaining blue hue's in the sky.

"What do you say about having some dinner, story time, and the bed, hmm Miya?" Ansem asked opening the door and walking in.

Miya gave a small nod and stifled a yawn, "Yes, Papa, tell me a pirate story tonight... Please?!"

"Of course of course!" he said with a laugh. The sounds of voice faded as the door closed, the ending of a long day, full of excitement and new discoveries coming to a close with the setting sun.
'Reaching for the Stars' is a story that focus's on our two OC's Zuga and Miya, beginning before Birth By Sleep. In our RP that is 13 years prior. Is this a major project? Nah... its just a fun thing SDL and I are doing. Im not going to give much of a plot to it... since it will cover ALL of the games and in between. There is going to be a huge array of characters and alot of the settings and characters are our own take on them.

Just so you know... Italics are SDL's posts and regular is IPQ's posts

RP Part Description:

And here we go with Part 2 of Day 1... yes I am posting it as Days instead of Chapters... Like KH 358/2 Days. And in this part you are introduced to my OC Miya, who has an extremely different life than SDL's OC Zuga.

WARNING:FOR THOSE WHO KNOW NOTHING OF KINGDOM HEARTS BIRTH BY SLEEP THIS RP MAY CONTAIN FORMS OF SPOILERS FOR YOU!! SO DON'T BLAME US FOR A SURPRISE... YOUR WARNED!!

Also... please don't flame... lots of work has been put into both our characters so they aren't Mary Sue... we love them dearly and we want you guys to love them too.

Zuga (c) SDL
Miya (c) IPQ
Kingdom Hearts (c) Square Enix & Disney

Also... Please if you read it... Comment *gets down on hands and knee's and begs* PLEASE COMMENT! Faving it just makes me wonder if you read it, and curious as to what you think. This is written work... not a picture... say something about.

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OMG. I'm so glad someone thinks along the same lines as me. Not all KH OCs are mary-sues, no, not at all. ;;

on to part 3!