Radiant Garden was chaos. The Heartless had launched a surprise campaign on the peaceful world, catching it unawares. The planet's defense system had been the only thing holding back the Heartless while every Keyblade warrior on the planet had been rallied together as a last ditch defense. The Heartless, however, made a massive strike on the defense system's main control room and annihilated it. Their following rampage eradicated most of the population, all but those gathered in Hollow Bastion. All surviving Keybladers made their way to Hollow Bastion joining in the defense of what was left of their beautiful world. Their defense was simple, Five barricades where set up in the city below the stronghold soldiers where waiting behind each. Meanwhile, all the remaining population evacuated through portals to any planet that offered help. The people expected to be fine thinking the Heartless would not make it past the fourth barricade. Even if they did, so what? The five greatest Keyblade warriors, the Five Generals of the Army, where there and no Heartless could make it through them. They where just mindlessly gathering hearts, where they not? There may have been a large host of them but they had no co-ordination.
"They're coming!" yelled the scout as he came sprinting in from his duty.
"Prepare yourselves!" bellowed the Corporal to the first band. Before long, a flood of Heartless came rushing at the barricade. While all the land based Heartless where easily repelled for a while, all the airborne Heartless made straight over the small group and headed straight for the second barricade in the distance.
"Airborne Heartless inbound! Prepare yourselves, and hit them with any spell you got," belted out the Master Sergeant in charge or Group Two. All the Privates seemed excited for this battle, although there was one who looked really nervous. Private First Class Zinen Rodel did not think he was ready. He had worked hard to get where he was, clawing his was through Boot Camp and just barely making it, but he still was not ready. Why am I not a sergeant, then I could be in the back, not row three? The warriors had formed a phalanx, ready to repel Heartless. A Flying Soldier appeared over the barricade, blasted apart by a well-aimed Blizzard. Am I ready for this?