Novelas y relatos de Keyblade Wielders

Making my way to my room, I slipped into my black tactical shirt, pants, boots and gloves readying to head out to what me and the guys called the maze. Sending a text to Papa and Madre that I was leaving and to let Val know, I jumped into my Subaru WRX and took to the wild terrain of my back yard. The bumps and dips toggled me and loosened up my body so that I could enjoy the hunt. I grabbed my walkie and let out a howl, waiting for a signal to go at any moment. "The motherfūcker is back! You're clear to enter into the game Claymore." The nickname given to me by my brothers in arms was code for battle. I clipped the walkie to my Molle webbed belt and picked up my knives sliding them into the

“And I think… I think I know what we need to do.” As I said this, my eyes caught sight of a pedestal I hadn't seen earlier. On it was a glowing object—a key, it seemed, that was pulsating with magical energy. “The Key of Harmony,” the voice echoed one last time before fading away. “Use it wisely, Catalyst.” As I reached for the key, I heard a commotion from above. Raised voices, the sound of a scuffle. Xander and I exchanged a worried glance before hurrying back up the stairs, Cyrus and Kara close behind.

Their howls pierced through the roar of the flames, cries of pain and anger that chilled me to my core. I couldn’t tell who was winning. There was no victor here—only bloodshed. Only death. Then I saw her. Me. Or at least, a version of me—standing at the edge of the battle, watching the carnage unfold with cold detachment. In my hands, I held something glowing with an unnatural light. The keys. All three of them. The weight of the keys seemed to pulse through my vision, an unearthly power radiating from them. But it was a power I didn’t yet understand. One that could just as easily destroy everything as it could save us all.

“Well it certainly would be best if we strike first, with a surprise attack, especially after what has been happening during the last week you were asleep.” “And just what has happened during the past week I have been unconscious?” I questioned, my tone cold. “Well let's just say, Leo blade is in a bit of panic now, seeing he is still unsure whether Kiara or you are alive or not, but he does plan to start another war with her death or her being Miss though.” “He believes it would be much easier to use that to also push the black knights and other gangs to follow him too, so he's already gathering the other gangs that have always been against the Darkwood.”

"The Silver Vow? You mean... the one he used to butcher them fifteen years ago?" "It didn't just 'butcher' them, Kendrick. It erased them. That blade was forged to sever the connection between a marked soul and the Inverse Moon. Without that sword, you aren't fighting mere wrewolf but fighting creeps that can't easily die with silver." Mom stopped at the edge of the gazebo, her shadow stretching across the floor. "And right now, that 'key' thinks I’m one of the monsters it’s supposed to kill. If I can't hold it, we're sitting ducks,” Malcolm mumbled.

Because if he doesn't, I would get blamed for all of it. I stood on my feet and opened the drawer in search of my cell phone just to remember that it was in the car. I slipped into my slippers and rushed downstairs careful not to hit my swollen palm on anything. When I reached the first living room, I remembered the key. The car key. Oh shit. The car key. I rushed back upstairs and opened the door to the room. I rummaged through the nightstand looking for the key to the Lamborghini. Jeez, there are so many keys. How was I going to know the one which suits the car?

She seemed to weigh absolutely nothing as I held her against my chest, my arms wrapping around her tiny body. She gasped again when we looked back to the warriors. Laian had Keeley on his knees now, his arm locked around his neck with the knife pointed directly at his throat. My head warrior was still struggling against his grip but there was no way he would be able to win at this point.

Next, Chad got ready to defend himself from the oncoming party. Chad pulled the covers over Jade to shield her nakedness from further attention. He took on a crouching stance and unsheathed his great sword, unleashing whirlwinds with his melee power. The impact of each whirlwind, released one after another, incapacitated the enemies in no time.

Witnessing Kloudius' actions, Blake instantly threw the golden halberd he held in his hand. The giant halberd sliced through the air at an incredible speed, shattering large portions of the void. It carried a terrifying momentum as it slammed fiercely towards Kloudius. "You're asking for death!" Kloudius, infuriated to see Blake daring to intercept him at that critical moment, glared at him with intense anger. He then formed hand seals, and pressed his palms against the void. A horrifying claw imprint materialized, and it gripped the giant halberd. Following that, Kloudius angrily flung the halberd back at Blake, and it swiftly hurtled towards the latter with a terrifying force.

Hildegarde who was seated on his shoulder could immediately tell what was going on in his head. “You are a Body Wielder, an Energy Wielder, a Scholar and a Spiritualist. People count themselves lucky if they could be Dual Wielders. Yet you, an 11 year old in the skin of a 15 year old, are a Tetra Wielder. You have no right to be envious.”