Number XIII- Atra
The Will of the Forgotten
“Your time has come, Atra.”
The voice echoed in his head. Atra. He remembered that Atra was his name. As he remembered his name, the rest of his memories came flooding back.
“The Forgotten.” “The X-blade.”
As his memories came back his eyes opened. He found himself standing inside a flower shaped pod. Then his oldest and most painful memories surfaced; along with a name.
He gripped his head in pain. The memories made him angry, guilty, and sad.
“Enough!” As he yelled a force came from his body and the pod around him shattered. He stood on the shattered remains of his former resting place, and the pain he felt subsided. He had pressed his painful memories back into the recesses of his mind; leaving him feeling somewhat better. After that he began to take in his surroundings. He was standing a chamber bathed in a dim light. Around him where twelve other pods; identical to the one he was in. He realized that the pods each housed one of his comrades.
After knowing where he was he turned his attention to himself. He noticed he was wearing a long black coat with the hood pulled up; the same coat he and the rest of his comrades wore. Along with his coat he noticed a mark on his left hand; the Roman numeral thirteen. It was then he noticed that the other pods were set up like a clock; with twelve being directly in front of him.
While he realized where he was, he began to think about how he and his comrades had been put to sleep. They each held a shard of the X-blade; a weapon that could open Kingdom Hearts and give its wielder whatever they wished. When the X-blade was broken and they received their shards, they had been imprisoned in The Realm of Darkness. He remembered that they could never leave the dark realm. Strangely, now he knew exactly why they couldn’t leave; a door to the Realm of Darkness could only be opened from the outside. As he tried to figure out where he had gained this knowledge, the pod in the ninth position began to open.
“That was some cat nap.” Atra saw a woman step out of the pod. She was wearing a similar black coat, but her face was hidden by a large hood. Glowing on her hand was the letters "IX" on her hand and remebered she was called Nix, The Frozen Fixen. “Did you wake us up?” She said while walking up to him. She was about six feet tall, and she had a curvy figure. Her walk was very feminine, and her voice was a little high, but not too high. Under her voice was a certian tone. Like, she was nice, but if one would make her mad she would mess them up.
“I didn't..." Atra paused, shocked by the sound of his voice; it was deep and raspy, "It wasn't me."
Nix bent down a little, and examined Atra's face. "What happened to you?”
“What?” Nix created a mirror of ice and held it Atra’s face, or lack thereof. All he could see was a swirling mass of darkness; with two yellow spheres where his eyes would be. “Maybe I woke up before my body was complete.” Seeing his new face made him think about his former appearance; along with his painful memories. When the memories began to surface again, he quickly pushed them down into the corners of his mind. Even thinking about his past momentarily brought up some feelings of self loathing. "I didn't like my face anyway. It was the face of a failure."
“Don’t say that. Just because you coulnd't get us out, that doesn't make you a failure." She said with an aw, then she quickly changed her tone. "And besides, you had such a handsome face.” She now spoke in a flirtasious manner.
Little did Nix know, Atra wasn't talking about his failed attempt at escaping the dark realm. But he had forgotten that she didn't know his about his past, and what he believed to be his "great failure".
"Don't patronize me, Frozen Vixen.” Nix was suprised that Atra would address her by her title, but she didn't think too much about it. Atra looked around at the other pods in the room. “The others should wake up soon.” He didn't know how he knew this, he just knew.
“Like it matters, we weren’t able to escape before. What makes you think we will this time?” Nix said while remembering their last attempt at excape. She remembered that they were put to sleep right after they tried to escape.
“We'll be able to escape.” Darkness began to swirl around Atra’s hand. The darkness then formed itself into a key shaped blade. The guard was in the shape of the kanji for darkness (闇).The blade was four feet long, and was in the shape of a double helix, with a black chain wrapped around it. The helix looped five times until coming to a point. The teeth were in the shape of a black demonic wing. The keychain was black, and the token at the end was black heart. Atra was glad to see his former weapon. He called it The Wish of Darkness.
“How is that gonna get us out? Even with all of our combined power we couldn't escape. How can you get us out on your own. ” Nix inquired. She wasn't doubting Atra's abilities, she just wondered what his plan was. Atra fired a beam of light from his blade infront of himself; the beam opened up a portal of light. “How did you do that?” Nix could sense that the portal lead to the Realm of Light. She wondered where he gained this ability.
“I said we'll be able to escape.” Like before, Ata didn't know how he knew this. This sudden gain of knowlege did bother him, but he knew there were more important things for him to do.
“What are you going to do?”
“I’m going to see what's happened since we've been asleep.” While Atra didn’t know where exactly the portal would take him, but he knew it would take him to the Realm of Light. He slowly walked into the portal, and disappeared.
This story is kind of a theory turned fan fic. It takes place a year after Kingdom Hearts 3 ends. Sora defeated Xehanort and his organization. He was able to bring back Terra, Ven, Aqua, Roxas, and Namine (I'll explain how they brought Roxas and Namine back). Ansem the Wise is dead, I'll explain what happened to him later. The orginal apprentices of Ansem are alive (minus Braig and Xehanort of course), and so is Lea. Along with Sora, both Lea and Kairi have become Keyblade Masters. Sora and Kairi are living happily on Destiny Islands, while Riku is trying to figure out what to do next.
And "Oblivionis Tredecim" means The Forgotten Thirteen.