A Warrior's Past

[Shaizen Latross]

Silence filled the air around him as Shaizen walked down the empty road of the darkened Twilight Town. The only sound he heard as he walked was that of his footsteps as he patrolled the street, keeping an eye out for any Heartless. Broken windows lay shattered on the ground, leaving holes for the wind to blow through, at times causing a deep-toned whistle to sound through the street. An occasional loose piece of paper would flutter about in the wind, flying around as though in saddened dance. Old shops lay abandoned and empty, only a few useless items lining their once-filled shelves. Street lamps that once were bright and illuminating now either lay broken on the street or only flicker a weak light. This light would illuminate just enough for one to see what was around, but that was it.  

The desolate state of the buildings and roads here was both saddening and relieving, knowing that if any threats were here, there would be no one to be threatened except for himself. He was patrolling these streets, having decided that he should do at least something to help the denizens of the ruined city. It was what he was trained for in Luniel after all, and was also part of his code.

The code; taught to him by Gil, his mentor and father-figure. He learned it at a young age and applied it to his training. He had lived by it for as long as he could remember, through battles and every day life. For almost everything that had happened to Shaizen, the code had a solution.

Except for when he was brought here by the Darkness

His mind would flash back to that moment, recalling the event that had changed his life. He remembered the Darkness that had befallen his world, the large Heartless that had appeared seemingly in response. Even the memory of what he felt as the Darkness enclosed around him made him shudder. It was as though his very happiness had been sapped as he was surrounded, replaced only with anger, hatred and sadness. It was something he hoped he would never feel again

As he remembered these details, he would wander, soon coming upon a large, empty lot. It seemed like a center of some kind, maybe an area for certain events. Large and void of any rubble except for a few small piles, it was obvious that this place was one used for something important at one time. It seemed strange that this area wasn't used for something or others. It seemed safe enough. Then again, he realized Heartless don;t show themselves until they are ready to attack, so who knows where is safe anymore?

Pondering the possible uses of the area, Shaizen would be brought back to as felt another presence. He would stand to and go on alert, gripping his newly-repaired weapons as he would look around

"Who's there?"