Just a story I've wanted to write for a while, about Riku, who, after the events of KHII, somehow manages to enter an alternate universe...who he meets and what happens...well, you'll have to read to find out. == Prologue “Riku, come on! Let’s go!” “Wait a moment Sora…I’m almost finished…” Riku was standing next to the window of the small island house, hammering it shut with long, wooden boards. In the king’s letter, Mickey had warned the three that a hurricane was heading their way, and they needed to leave as soon as possible. Attaching a mechanical device along with it, he told them to use the machinery to warp themselves instantly to his kingdom, where they would wait for the predicament to pass before returning. “That’s hammered enough isn’t it?” Sora sighed, glancing over at the silver-haired boy. “I mean, you don’t want the hurricane to come blow you away now, do you?” “I don’t want the hurricane to blow this house away either,” Riku retorted, calmly, as he steadily continued to hammer at the boards. “Besides, all it takes are a few minutes…just be patient.” “Riku!” an anxious, female voice called out. “You almost done?” Practically stumbling with the hammer, Riku quickly shifted to keep a tight grasp on it, although it was hard since it was beginning to slip from his sweaty palms. “Y-yeah, Kairi,” he answered, unable to keep from stammering. “In a moment…” “Alright,” she nodded, her emerald green eyes glittering with worry. “Just hurry…” “I will,” Riku promised sincerely, as he glanced over his shoulder, his gaze following her as she sauntered away, her hips swaying in time with the bounce of her light coral-colored locks. “You know, if I didn’t know any better,” Sora remarked, grinning, “I’d say you have a crush on her.” Hesitating for a moment, Riku swiftly turned back to the window, scoffing, “Yeah, right, Sora…besides, you love her don’t you?” “W-what?” Sora stuttered, his whole face starting to turn red. “What…what…what makes you think that?” “Well, it’s obvious,” Riku smirked, waving the hammer towards him knowingly. “For one thing, you’re blushing and stammering, all because I mentioned your attraction for her.” “T-that’s not true!” Sora exclaimed, trying to cover his reddening cheeks with his hands. “S-stop that!” Riku chuckled, shaking his head. “You’ll never get anywhere if you don’t realize it, Sora…” As he continued to hammer the boards, he assumed his usual serious expression, continuing, “Anyway…you better get to King Mickey now…” “But…what about you?” Sora asked, taking a tentative step back. “Don’t worry, I’ll be there,” Riku reassured him, almost wearily. “Just let me finish this while you two go on ahead, alright?” “…If you say so,” Sora relented, as he slowly turned away. “But you better…” “Ah, come on,” Riku said, a grin coming to his lips. “If I can face the darkness, surely I can overcome the barrier of time. It’s not that difficult to strap the boards across the window and head over to the machinery.” Shrugging, Sora gave a curt nod, heading towards the direction Kairi went. With no more distractions, Riku cracked his knuckles (making sure to shift the hammer in his right hand so he could), and then got back to work, hammering the board almost viciously. He knew that Kairi – and Sora – would be wanting him to hurry, and he didn’t want to keep them worrying. As the distant voices of his two friends petered out, accompanied by a soft swooshing sound, he knew that they had activated the machine, and they were already on their way to the king’s home. Smiling as he remembered the tiny, dark-furred mouse, he couldn’t help but commend the king for his generosity and kindness. Suddenly, there was an earsplitting crack, and then the shatter of glass as the wood crashed right through the window, clattering to the floor noisily. Blinking as it took a moment for it to register, Riku muttered under his breath, frustrated that in his haste, he had struck the boards too hard. Placing the hammer onto the ground, he dashed over to the entrance, jerking the door open as he swiftly stepped through. Bending down, he carefully grasped the three boards, making sure his fingers didn’t touch the scattered pieces of glass and wood splinters. Hearing a low rumble from afar, he tilted his head up, gazing out the broken window. A thick layer of dark clouds obscured the light blue sky, seeming to swirl about like a whirlpool, set on engulfing its next prey. Clicking his tongue in annoyance, Riku quickly stood, heading out the of the island house, situating himself in front of the shattered window once more. Plunking the boards onto the ground, he seized the hammer, grabbing one wooden piece in his other hand as he slammed it onto the window frame. Realizing he didn’t have any nails to set it in place, he exhaled sharply, flinging the board and the hammer onto the floor, wincing slightly as an extended piece of wood scraped past the palm of his left hand. Hissing in pain as he grasped his injury tightly, he spun around, jogging briskly towards the first-aid kit hiding behind the palm tree nearby. As a drop of water slid down his forehead, he groaned inwardly, irritated at not even being able to wipe his own sweat. However, as he felt another plop of cold liquid roll down the side of his face, he raised an eyebrow, slowly raising his head to gaze upward. Rain was beginning to fall, descending faster and faster until it hit the ground in heavy torrents. Blinking the water out of his eyes, Riku quickly lowered his head, plastering his right hand to the top of it in a desperate attempt to shield himself from the merciless cloudburst. Feeling a slight breeze caress his face, he shivered, a numbness running through his body. Forcing his legs to move, he broke into a run, heading straight for where the mechanical warping device was situated. On the way, he halted, hesitating as he glanced over at the island house, biting his lower lip as his gaze danced from the broken window to the wooden boards on the floor. Hearing the strong whistling of wind in the distance, he shook his head, briskly moving on. His pants, thoroughly drenched, feel as if they were weighing him down, while his silver hair stuck to his face like a mop, making it hard to see through the thick strands. His left hand was no longer sore, not that he would really notice with the rain pounding on him. Stumbling over a rock, Riku fell to the ground, scratching the side of his arms. Grinding his teeth, he reached up with his right hand, pushing aside his front hair strands. At that moment, there was a loud cracking sound, like the sound of an eggshell shattering, only it was intensified times ten, muffled slightly by the howling of the wind and the crash of the rain. Slowly, Riku turned his head, widening his eyes to see that the island house was being torn apart by the powerful gusts, like an animal ripping its victim into shreds. So much for keeping it safe… he couldn’t help but think wistfully, as he tried not to think of all the memories spent there with Sora and Kairi. As a wooden board suddenly headed towards him, the silver-haired boy quickly ducked, turning his head back towards his prior destination. Jumping to his feet, he dashed forward, compelling his body to move despite the burning sensation within his lungs and legs. Feeling his breathing grow as ragged and heavy as the palpitations within his chest, he persistently propelled himself onward. Espying the tiny metallic device on the ground just a yard ahead, he clenched his hands into fists, practically digging his nails into his palm. With each beat of his heart, it was coming closer and closer…eleven feet, eight feet, five, three, two, one… However, just as he extended his arm, reaching out with his hand to enclose around it, he felt something roughly collide into the back his head, knocking him to the floor. His mind swirled, a wave of pain washing over him, as he recoiled, his eyes closing as his consciousness began to slip away. “Alright, just hurry…” Kairi’s voice rang within Riku’s mind, as he recalled the last few words she spoke to him. I can’t…I just can’t…let her…down… he thought, as the last of his senses blurred, and he only managed to twitch his hands, his fingertips managing to touch the very edge of the machinery.
wow... better than i expected... i thought it was gonna be a short prologue... btw... when Riku says "If I can face the darkness, surely I can overcome the barrier or time" did you mean barrier OF time?
Enticing introduction, this has alot of potential and i'm interested to see how you take it. good word use and description.
HE'S OFF TO SEE THE WIZARD! THE WONDERFUL WIZARD OF OZ!!! lolz... nice though, but this Fan-Fic proves Riku is a little stupid in the head....... god, he should have said "Screw this house. KAIRI! SORA! WAIT UP!!" nice tho, can't wait till the next chapter! *sits patientaly.*
