Kingdom Hearts 2-3: Shards of Broken Destiny ::{{ REOPENED/REWRITTEN!!!}}::

Kingdom Hearts 2-3: Shards of Broken Destiny ::{{CHAPTER 1 IS UP!!!}}::

I AM REWRITING SOBD.

If you don't know what SOBD is, go here and read about it:

http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?t=15350

I will be posting the first, re-written chapter here TOMORROW.

SOBD BOSS BATTLES and RANDOM FACTS will be started in new threads.

I hope ya'll enjoy :)

Four skies, one Destiny.
Many shattered worlds,
Shards made by lies.
But still, we remember.
And still, we forget.
But no matter what,
Those Shards will come together.
It has begun.
The truth will be revealed.
Four skies, one Destiny.
One broken, shattered Destiny.
That only Four can Destroy,
And rebuild once again.

Axel’s#1fangirl/Xed14thKey proudly presents…

Kingdom Hearts 2-3: Shards of Broken Destiny​

I know it's not the chapter, but it's the start. The chapter will come out tomorrow.

 

Chapter One!

Chapter 1: The Memories That We Repress


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Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

The broken noise of a screen, the frizz that you hear as the screen gets confused and messed up and discombobulated. The sound of a machine gone blank. It dies.

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

Memories never truly go away. They stay with us, for as long as we can breathe and think. And perhaps even after. Memories…are eternal. One of the few precious things that last forever. Rock hard, solid, sturdy; like diamonds. And though it may seem as though memories can be warped and tampered with, the original will always be engraved in our hearts.

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

Memories are not always pleasant. They’re quite often painful, and that pain is burned forever in our souls. They speak the truth when no one else will. They make you see…what you really are, what you’ve really done…what you’ve really become.

I often wish I could erase all my memories. Break all the chains and ties and throw them away…a clean slate. But that is not possible. It never is.

I don’t want to be a monster.

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

My memories especially like to tell me about her.

I could draw a picture, if I wanted to: honey blonde hair, pale skin, those acid green eyes that still haunt me to this day. But my memories go deeper past all that…I can still smell her. Very odd, her scent. It was the most sickeningly sweet Darkness I’d ever encountered. It was painful to breathe it in, yet at one point in my life I would’ve given anything to smell just like her.

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

Her eyes were shockingly hard to look into.

They held an unbearable amount of pain and sadness. I never could look her in the eyes. But, peeking through was a little sliver of brilliant Light. So bright it was, it rivaled Sora’s. Perhaps she had found her Light in the Dark.

I found mine, too. I just wish I hadn’t let go of it.

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

I’m guilty of betrayal.

I left her alone, and went off on my own. I broke our promise. I left her behind, while I went on. And I wasn’t even strong enough to tell her we needed to part ways. Yes, I’m very guilty. I don’t even know what happened to her. I’m not sure if I want to know…

I’d like to apologize, if I ever could. She didn’t deserve to be left alone, not again.

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

But I’m not sorry for doing what I had to do.

Sora…he needed me. And for that, I would never turn my back on him.

But at the price of me turning my back on her?

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

Has Darkness taught me nothing? Has it not taught me to cherish what I have, and the friends that I make? Has it not taught me to never betray someone who had never betrayed me? Has it not taught me to never hurt someone innocent?

But no…no…I will not doubt myself.

What I did was correct. The memories can say what they will, bother me as they like. But I am not a monster. I did the right thing.

Screeeeefft scffft scffft.

Or did I?

Screeeeefft scffft scffft. Screeeeefft scffft scffft. Screeeeefft scffft scffffffffffffft………

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You can probably guess whose POV this is from. If you can, I’ll give you an oversized cookie :)

 

Chapter 2: He Awakes Soon

Chapter 2: He Awakes Soon


In the quiet of the bleach-white room, the only sound that could be heard was that of a pencil scraping delicately across smooth paper.

And even that was unbearably loud.

The misunderstood man sat by the wall, his back rigidly erect, rather uncomfortably but he didn’t care. His chest tight, he barely breathed—he had to remind himself to do so every once in a while. His gloved fingers pinched the fabric of his black cloak repeatedly, twisting the stiff leather in an attempt to distract himself from his anxiety. It didn’t help.

“You know, Sora will wake up any day now. Along with his friends.”

He looked up at the girl sitting across the room, in a pure white chair in front of a pure white pod. She was currently drawing in a tan sketchbook with a lighter shade of paper, precariously rebuilding the precious memories that she herself had scattered and broken.

The cloaked man nodded. “Namine?”

The girl looked up at him, periwinkle eyes boring deeply into his golden ones.

“Yes?”

“Do you think…he’ll recognize me?”

The man couldn’t hide his nervousness from her, allowing his eyes to divert onto the hard, cold floor beneath their feet. “You know, as I am now?” Namine smiled at him sweetly, before replying.

“Of course he will.” She let her gaze rest on the frightened man before her, hoping to comfort him a little. “Although you may be Ansem on the outside, you’re still Riku on the inside. He’ll see the real you, I can promise you that.”

The young girl turned back towards the Pod to finish her work. Riku closed his eyes softly and slowly, leaning back in his chair, with his hands under the back of his head.

The real me?

The real me was a conniving, dirty monster. He stopped at nothing to get what he wanted.

Sora…

Oh, Sora. If you only knew what I had to do to bring you back to life.

The man opened his eyes once again, as a new feeling pressed against the walls of his heart. What…he had to do. Who…he had to leave behind… His memories came back to taunt him mercilessly, as the guilt rose in his throat like bile.

“Do you think I made the right choice?”

The blonde’s pencil stopped moving.

Her eyes held something faint and distant, well hidden but unmistakably recognizable. Disappointment. But not normally so; It was tainted with understanding, which was in turn tainted by guilt.

Sacrifice in order to save. Twisted, but true.

She said simply, “If that’s what your heart says.”

An answer in which she didn’t have to actually answer. The man diverted his gaze. The emotion chained up in his body weighed him down, like lead. But the more he pushed it away, the more he knew that it’d come back, heavier. He didn’t know what his heart had to say anymore. It was so twisted…so corrupted, so weak. He doubt it even had the strength to utter a single sound.

“Sora needed it.” She turned her gaze upon him. It was a little blank, unreadable. “Without it, he wouldn’t be able to exist.”

He nodded.

Just nod, convince yourself that it’s really true.

Agree to cover up the lies.

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The fresh, damp air of the morning was refreshing and light; the still-dark sky was soothing, and the euphoric sounds of pure stillness assisted in relaxing the man. When the silence had finally gotten too much for him, he stated he was going for a walk and left. Simple as that. The girl didn’t question him.

As his senses steadied, he took in a sharp breath of frustration. Why couldn’t he let this go? Sora would be waking up soon. They’d be together again. He could apologize for being stupid. They could go home together. They could meet Kairi at the beach and they’d have their lives back to how it used to be. How it was supposed to be.

But then why did he feel so bad?!

She didn’t even matter anymore! She was gone, left! She went on her way! She was in the past! A year had gone by! She was no longer important in his life!

But why couldn’t he move ON??

Riku grunted in annoyance. All of this thinking was starting to give him a headache, along with the radiance of the sun’s glare. It was so intense, that he had to place his hand up to shield it out of his eyes so he could see properly.

Wait a minute…it was only dawn…

The sun shouldn’t be up…and this bright…

Riku looked out at the scenery that lay before him.

And he KNEW there was something wrong…

Instead of stepping out of the Twilight Town Mansion and into the small, gated courtyard in front of it—

—He had stepped out…into an ocean???

Riku quickly looked down to see that he was standing on top –yes, ON TOP- of the surface of what he presumed to be an ocean. The sun was up high in the all-blue, cloudless sky: the middle of the day. He looked out to see there was someone else on top of the water too, only two or three yards away from him. The figure had it’s back to him, their face concealed by their position.

But he could tell it was a girl.

With short honey-brown colored hair.

Wearing a simple, black dress.

Riku’s eyes widened, in surprise, shock, and wonderment.

H-her…

“Do you remember?”

The silver-haired teen snapped his attention back to the girl. Had she spoken?

“You don’t remember.”

“Y-yes, I do.” Riku stammered, taken back by how icy the words were. He was starting to believe that this wasn’t the girl he wanted to see…

“You don’t remember her. Why don’t you remember me?”

Confused at the fact he had just been insulted by, what could possibly be, an illusion, he managed to only choke out, “Huh?”

“Remember her. Why are you seeing me? She needs you. So remember, please…”

Just then, the girl began to turn around, slowly, as to face Riku. As she turned around, the sun began to sink into the sky rapidly. And as she twisted in his direction, she began to change as well.

Her black dress turned pure white. The sun was now nearing the horizon; a star or two could be seen. Her honey-brown hair grew longer, tainted a dirty-blonde color, thick and wavy, but he could swear that, for a few seconds here and there, it was a rich red-brown color, straight and as smooth as water.

The sun was now gone, the sky pitch black, glittering with stars. She was now facing the Keyblade Master completely, her expressionless and emotionless faded-gray eyes fixed with his –no, Ansem’s- golden ones in an icy stare. Riku pulled away from her gaze to look at the water he was standing on. Around the girl, the water was hardening, changing from water, to ice, to…glass?

Yes, definitely glass.

It spread, until Riku was standing on glass himself.

“Her time is running out. Remember before she falls…”

The glass beneath him then shattered, and Riku started to fall, tumbling, tumbling…

Somewhere.

Seems like no one's interested in reading anymore... :(

 

hooray! i didn't know you were still going on kh-vids =3

but don't worry. it seems like lots of people are reading on Fanfic =D. i have a couple friends at school who really like your stuff too, after i showed it to them ^.^

though, i don't think it would hurt to keep putting it up on kh-vids. =3