K.C's Story

K.C chose to eat his lunch every day in the grassy courtyard, it was an odd choice but he was never alone, there was always three or four adoring girls right on his heels were ever he went in school weather it was to eat lunch or simply walking the halls from class to class. He wasn't particularly interested in any of them but there really was no getting rid of them, popularity wasn't something he cared about like other teenagers who desperately sought to ascend to popularity, as well as those who desperately cling to their social status among their peers even if that meant knocking down others with petty blows to their self esteems. No he was nothing like that and that was one of the things making him one of the most admired young men of his class, as he ate his packed lunch which consisted of a salami cut thin between two slices of wheat bread, a red apple cut into several slices with a caramel dip ready, a bottle of water, and last but not least a pack a baked lays. While he ate he maintained a pleasant smile as he made friendly conversation with the ladies around him, sitting cross legged in the grass beneath a tree with small rays of sunlight breaking through the spaces between the leaves creating a spotted pattern of sunlight on and around them.

" So K.C! You haven't decided who you'd choose to be your girlfriend yet! " a brunette girl, rather average in height exclaimed as she sat forward closer to him. They were all prattling on about who would make the better fit for him and for weeks they urged him to show any signs of a preference for he remained, both fortunately and dreadfully, single for most of his high school life, dating the occasional girl outside of school for a short time before he was single once again. Dating those couple girls did well the job of keeping the prodding girls at bey, it was admittedly a selfish reasons but it was something could not be helped for even he got tired of being chased after so relentlessly when he only wanted to commit his time to his studies and his long standing hobby. " Now now, I've told you all before I won't be doing anymore dating for a while " he said holding his hands up with his palms out in a defensive manner, the statement was met with the disappointed moans of pouting teenage girls. Even after they subsided, talk of who would make the better match for K.C persisted and one could easily see the irritation on each of their faces as they each insisted they were the better match, it wasn't long before the arguments among the girls escalated to plain uncomfortable levels so K.C finished his lunch and slipped away while they were all too preoccupied with each other to notice his quick exit.

He wondered the campus alone and enjoying the peace and quite while he could until he heard someone shouting Goal somewhere else on campus, it was loud enough to be carried across the campus so he was no doubt not the only one to hear it, he knew however it could have only come from one person who had become known around the campus as a bit of a class clown. With nothing better to do with his time until lunch ended he decided to investigate.

As he rounded a corner he came upon the source of the shout only to witness some sort of...creature that appeared to be a doppelganger made up of pure darkness hurtling away from the young man who's leg was still poised as though he'd just given it a well placed kick. The hair stood up on the back of his neck when he saw the creature and he knew right then that there was something unnatural about it..something...not right, the feeling made him want to rush to the young man's aid but at the same time it told him to stay away, with his bow and arrows left back in the locker room he decided for now the best course of action would be to wait here and watch from afar, he would reveal himself and offer his help if things went wry and the boy found himself in peril. For now it looked as though his help wasn't needed, his mind was racing with questions though " What is that thing? Why is at our school and why is it attacking just him? " He would later come to learn that it was called a " heartless " and little did he know that creatures like those existed in abundance, nor did he knew the adventure that was awaiting him which would lead him to cross paths with them more frequently than a person should.