Keyblade Wielders Novels & Stories

They want the key that opens the other vaults. There are more? Faith asked. Twelve more,” Leo said, his face pale. “My father's notes….the Stabilizer was just the first one. The others hold things much worse. Weapons. Viruses. The True Court wants all of them.” Faith gripped the silver key in her pocket. She looked at the angry crowd outside through the window. “They’re using the students as a distraction,” Faith said. While I'm fighting Chloe and the fans, they're hunting the other keys.

Kael, in his wolf form, tore through two of Kevin’s warriors in quick succession, his silver fur gleaming under the pale moonlight. “Hold the eastern flank!” Kael barked through the mind link, his tone sharp. “We’re on it!” one of his wolves responded. Despite being caught off guard, Kevin’s warriors fought back fiercely. They were fighting for survival, and the desperation showed in their relentless attacks. Leo lunged at a towering black wolf, clamping his jaws around its neck. With a powerful twist, he snapped the wolf’s spine, sending it crumpling to the ground. Blood stained his fur, but he didn’t stop. His mind was focused, his moves precise.

The Swarm crashed against the temple. The noise was like a billion knives scraping glass. The entropic dust began to seep through the cracks of the diamond walls. Elara stood at the entrance, her salt-spear glowing with intense heat, while Leo scrambled to connect with the ancient technology. "I need an Alpha-key!" Leo shouted. "Kael, your blood! It's the only thing the crystal recognizes!" Kael walked to the central pedestal. He didn't use a needle; he bared his claws-his real claws, which had remained even after he returned to human form-and cut his palm. He pressed his bleeding hand against the diamond crystal.

It didn't fight the white beam; it **Absorbed** it. Kaima used the last of her strength to pull the energy of the "Final Audit" into herself. She wasn't saving herself. She was building a **Bridge**. "Rowan," her voice whispered, clear and beautiful, right in his ear. "Look at the key." Rowan looked down. The silver key he had used to open the Vault was lying in the ash at his feet. It was glowing with a pure, white light. "Take it," Kaima said. "Take the others. Go back to the **Zero**."

That hideous wound I caused him was healing at a baffling speed, and even Dominic was perturbed by it. I was stronger than before, but these cave people—they were different! All of them were at the level of a Beta’s strength. And ten of them in front of me, trying to pin me to the ground, wasn’t that easy! [So the rumors are true. That the new key… or, let me say, keys came from two powerful werewolves on this continent. I am not surprised, though. One came from a powerful Clan of Silver wolves, and another from the Primordial Clan. What a magnificent force of nature for both of you to be united and have offspring! I have a feeling the new keys are not that easy to deal with as well. But luc

He raised his own blade, ready for whatever attack she initiated. Keyla did her best not to be distracted by the conflict happening between them. She was dispatching the last of the flying creatures, burning one from the sky as it dove toward Randey. Caulan added his own efforts, his greater reach allowing him to take down those who circled higher. His agility belied his bulk as he avoided their swooping strikes. He let out another booming cry as he cut one in two as it sped toward him. Keyla took down the last one, feeling drained. She looked over to see how Randey was faring.

Twilight asked. “Princess Mi Amore Cadenza is working with Corona and the same goes with the Mane 5” I said Twilight was furious “you knew this happened?” Twilight asked me. “Yes Twilight but don’t worry I can deal with these bitches” I said I closed my eyes and began to channel my powers “looks like Arnold just given up!” said Rainbow Dash then my swipe my arms and two different keyblades appeared on my hands the Mane 5 and Princess Cadence were amazed what the…” said Applejack the keyblade on my left hand, the blade was made out of Dharkon’s Purple Flames while the handle is made of Dharkon’s Vines. The keyblade I was holding on my right hand it’s blade was made out of Galeem’s Gold Flames

She brought her hand to the side and thin gust of the wind cut through the neck of the beast that was stalking behind Barbie. Clive held his broad sword, Clover, with fire licking on its blade. Kieran was holding his spear. Lucian clenched on a broad leaf-shaped sword with black hilt and symbols of his name engraved on the silver blade. One thing they knew. Kirsten Zūng is the Great Witch.

"They want to turn the 'Real World' into a 'Clean Room' where they are the only Gods!" Kaelen stood between his parents, the "Key of Absolute Existence" now a solid, glowing "Unmapped" Violet. He looked at the "Founders," then at the "Carrier Ship," then at his father. He realized then that the only way to win a "Final Revision" was to "Burn the Paper." "Dada... the Key... it’s not a tool anymore," Kaelen whispered, his eyes solid violet. "It’s a 'Self-Destruct' button. The Author said to find the 'Silence' between the words. This is the only way."

“Many centuries ago, three keys were split and give to different species. The first key was owned by the unknown, dwarves who buried it only for it to be dug out by humans and because of its resemblance to religious objects; it was passed on from pope to pope. The second key was given to the witches who would guarded it but the moment we felt the first key awakening, we sealed it inside Samuel whose body is strong enough to seal the power of the key without killing him. Then finally the third is with werewolves or rather in the heart of the moon.” “The heart of the moon.” I whispered as I remembered a tree in the Moon child pack that my parents called the heart of the moon as a child. It was