All righty, I've had this idea for a while, and I guess now I'll post it up here. Just for a little background, this is set quite a while after Kingdom Hearts 1 and 2, and Sora and co. are all like in their early twenties. WORLD'S HEART Chapter One The desert boiled under the sun, the heat rising in tidal waves from its surface. Riku walked under the heart, head held high, not a touch of sweat on his brow. His silver hair jostled slightly behind him, as his boots crushed waterless rocks under his heels. Stepping forward, he rested a black gloved hand on the surface of a rock that seemed to mark something...a pinnacle of sort, set at a right angle to the desert floor once, but know was bent and broken in several places. Feeling the rough, course stone, Riku gently traced the markings on the stone. With a whoosh of escaping air, the dust in a 6 foot perfect circle dissipated without a trace, leaving only Riku staring at the stone, which was now slowly raising into the air, its markings glowing. Riku cocked his head, interested, and made note of what had happened with a small black notebook and a pen he produced from his jacket pocket. Suddenly, he felt cold. Looking up, he saw a sight he'd hoped never to see again, a sight that raked his nerves and sent cold chills up his spine... Heartless. Lots of them. Thousands coursing across the desert, moving towards a ravine that Riku saw in the distance. Their bulging yellow eyes and constantly moving antennae made the mass look as if it were a giant single being. Riku pulled out his keyblade, but the creatures, passing within ten feet of him, ignored him completely, their sole purpose to get to the ravine. Riku stared across the vast expanse of desert around him, and spied other such "armies" of Shadow Heartless racing towards the same spot. Riku's eyes narrowed, and his mouth turned grim. Something wasn't right. *** The young man lifted his chin as he entered the ravine, slowly scanning the steep walls. The sun was blocked from entering here, and shadows were everywhere, moving as if they were alive. The young man's mouth firmed, and he pulled the black hood over his eyes lower. He walked slowly forward, the dirt crunching under his feet. Rocks clashed downwards above his head, and the man's head turned sharply. He scanned the ravine again, and saw a cave. Moving forward, he entered, seeing a light within. The light wasn't the sun, he realized, but it was just hovering there. Reaching out to touch it, he noticed other lights entering his vision. The illumination from the hovering light outlined the shapes of dark beings that were slowly creeping towards him. The man stifled a gasp, and reached inside his cloak, whipping out a weapon that had the distinct shape of a key, with a circular enclosed handle and an end that ended with two sharp points, one that jutted out at an angle, and another that slightly curved from the vertical shaft it tipped. The chain attached at the end was rotted and the last chain was snapped and broken. Shifting his grip, the young man waited for the creatures to attack. They did, and almost to quick for him to follow. But the light was enough. He ripped through the creatures, their bodies disappearing into darkness. He felt himself being pushed back by the sheer force of the creatures, and looking beyond, he saw countless eyes staring back. Gritting his teeth, refusing to give in, he flipped forward, landing near the light, and grabbed it. Light exploded outward, and the shadows disappeared, torn apart by the sheer force of the light. The man released the light slowly, breathing heavily. "Well done, keyblade wielder. Now, if only more were like you..." "Who's there?" the young man called, peering around. "Show yourself!" "Not quite yet, I think. The time isn't right...That's an interesting keyblade you have there. Where'd you get it?" "Hmph," the young man said, folding his arms. "You wanna know? Then come here and ask me like a real man. And what were those things?" "Maybe I'll answer your question...later. For right now, I think it's best I leave..." The young man quickly peered around and saw a flicker of movement above him. He flipped forward, landing on a ledge above him, quickly scaling the cliff with only his feet and one hand, the "keyblade," as the strange voice had called it, held in his right hand out of the way. Reaching the ledge he had seen movement on, he peered around and detected a darkness greater than the darkness around him. Walking forward, he saw light at the end of the tunnel. The tunnel sloped upwards towards the light, and the young man found himself running. He burst from the tunnel onto the desert, glancing around. "Fool." He turned and saw the owner of the voice. The man was wearing some weird sort of outfit, with a white vest, black pants, knee-length boots, and a cape that was white on the outside and red inside. His white gloved arms were folded, and his bald head shone under the sun. He was standing on a ledge above the cave he had just come through, staring with golden eyes at the young man. "You should have stayed in serenity...At least, until I'd left...Now I have to kill you." The hands shot out, and suddenly, three monsters appeared behind the man. They had large horns protruding from their heads, two curving forward over its mouth, and another horn protruding from its forehead, with energy coursing around it. "Lovely, aren't they? I call them 'Behemoths.' And now, it's time to die." The man flipped off the ridge and onto the lead Behemoth. "Come and get me!" the young man called, readying his blade. The Behemoths charged, but the young man was ready. He somersaulted underneath the first, slashing left and right, whipping his blade through the legs of the Behemoth. It collapsed with a roar, and the man on top yelled in fury. The young man flipped into the air, lancing off a rock outcropping and landing on the second Behemoth's back. One slice of his keyblade cut the energy horn off of the Behemoth's head, and its eyes rolled up and it collapsed. He rolled off, landing on his feet in time to strike raid his keyblade through the neck of the third Behemoth. Both Behemoths were dust before the second hit the ground. Turning, he saw the man rising from the dust of the first Behemoth. Energy coursed over his arms. "NOW! You will pay!" The man raised his arms and energy raced out. The young man raced forward, straight into the energy...and it had no effect. The keyblade sliced forward...and the man drew back, clutching his stomach. "Impossible," he stuttered, "how could you...?" He raised one arm, and darkness reached out from the ground to swallow him. The young man stared at where he had gone, then stared at his weapon. "A...keyblade?" The young man turned to stare upwards. Riku sat there, his eyes narrowed. "What are you doing with a...keyblade?" "Who are you?" the young man snarled, flipping upwards. Riku somersaulted backwards from the man, pulling out his own keyblade. The young man launched a volley of blows at him. "Are you like him?" the man spat at Riku. Riku grimaced, and smashed him back. "I ask the questions from now on," Riku said, pointing his blade at the young man. The young man smirked, and raced forward, slicing forward, deflecting Riku's counter. Riku's eyes widened as he saw, helpless, the strange keyblade slicing towards his stomach, and the triumphant wielder's face behind the hood. *** Sora sat straight up, breathing heavily. He pounded the sand with his fist, and jumped up, brushing himself off. "Kairi!" Sora called, racing up the beach on Destiny Islands towards the tree. Kairi called down to him from the hut in the top. "What is it?" "Riku's in trouble! We need to go to the Chaotic Desert!" "How do you know?" "I just had a dream!" Kairi stared at him. "Let's just go, OK?" Sora said, spreading his hands with a pleading look. Kairi waved her hand. "All right, I'll meet you down there." Kairi ran down the wooden platforms that led down to the beach. Sora raced for the secret place. By the time Kairi made it to the center, Sora was already in the gummi ship. "Come on, get in." Kairi jumped inside, strapping herself in. Sora shut the cockpit, and nudged the gummi ship forward. Popping out of the center of the island, Sora hit the warp button and the gummi zipped into hyperspace, resurfacing into the atmosphere of the Chaotic Desert. "There's Riku's gummi," Kairi said, pointing. Sora nodded and zoomed towards it. Landing, he jumped out, keyblade summoning to his hand. Glancing around, he saw a figure walking towards them. "Riku?" Kairi asked, squinting. "I don't think so," Sora said, grimacing. He moved forward, and nodded. "He's the guy I saw attacking Riku." "So...then..." "It wasn't just a dream..." Sora finished, readying himself. The young man stopped some distance from them, and pushed back his hood. Black hair bushed out from underneath, and crimson eyes glared at them from underneath. "Who are you two?" the young man said coldly. "Where's Riku?" Sora yelled back, ready for anything. The young man turned and looked back. "Riku...oh, yes, I killed him." "You WHAT?" "He summoned Heartless or whatever, so I killed him." "Heartless?" Kairi said. "Are we talking about the same person?" The young man cocked an eyebrow. "Bald head, weird outfit, Riku, right?" Sora relaxed slightly. "Not quite. Silver hair, about this high, has a keyblade." "Oh, him. He's over there." Sora turned and saw Riku running towards them. "Riku!" "Sora, Kairi? What are you two doing here?" Riku said, frowning and shouldering the wrapped up bundle he was carrying. "I had a dream seeing you two fighting!" Sora said, waving his hands. Riku shrugged. "Just a misunderstanding. Come on Zane!" Zane shrugged, and moved forward. "These are the gummi ships I told you about, and this is Sora and Kairi, my two best friends," Riku said, gesturing at the items. "Pleasure," Zane said, folding his arms. "We got to take him back with us, Sora," Riku said. "He's been wandering around, fighting Heartless for ages...And he has no idea what they are." He grimaced, and moved closer, pulling Sora aside. "Plus, we've got another problem on our hands..." Kairi moved towards Zane. "How long have you been here?" Zane shrugged. "As long as I can remember." "How long is that?" "I dunno. All I really remember is my name. Probably a couple of months at least." Kairi extended her hand. "Well, it's nice to meet you." Zane slowly took it with his own gloved hand. "It's...it's nice to meet you too," he said hesitantly, and in his eyes, Kairi thought she could see into his soul. Suddenly, Zane pulled back and turned around, staring back at the desert. Kairi tapped her nose, thoughtful. He reminded her of someone, but she couldn't put her finger on it... "Yo, Zane!" Riku called, and Zane turned, his eyes emotionless once again. "Let's get out of this desert!" Zane nodded, and climbed up into the gummi ship. Riku climbed in front, giving the thumbs up to Sora and Kairi, who gave it back, climbing into their own ship. "Engine running...shield prepped...warp ready...Let's get out of here!" Pointing the nose at the sky, Riku pressed the warp and shot off into the stars towards Destiny Islands... *** END OF CHAPTER ONE All right, so what did you think? POST POST POST! Just so you know, the Chaotic Desert where they are in is the world in which the secret movies for the KH2 games (Final Mix and Normal) is set in. I just call it the Chaotic Desert.
It seems good... Kairi I think needs to be descriped more...emotions details etc. I thought the very beginning was very good, but it sorta lost its touch at the end Good job:D Is this your first time trying a fanfic?
Chapter Two "So...how come Zane didn't kill you Riku?" Sora said, licking his chocolate ice cream as he sat on the beach on Destiny Islands. "Well, he probably would have, except..." Riku turned to Zane, who was staring out to the sea, his ice cream melting over his fingers onto the sand. "He doesn't have complete control over the keyblade." Riku shrugged. "When he went to stab me, the keyblade disappeared...The space was enough for me to calm him down." Riku grinned. "He could take you on for size if he learned to control his emotions better...I think that's what set the keyblade off, like you and me in Hollow Bastion...I mean, Radiant Garden's castle...Anyway, three, count them, three Behemoths, Sora...He took them down without breaking a sweat." Sora frowned and peered around Riku at Zane. Zane didn't flinch from staring at the sea, as if in a trance. "Um, Zane?" Kairi said suddenly, poking him. "Your ice cream's melting everywhere..." Zane shook his head, and looked down at the puddle of ice cream. Sighing, he whipped his hand over it, and the sand prickled underneath, shifting the mess. Kairi raised her eyebrows. "Do you want to know about what you've been fighting, Zane?" Sora asked, still looking at Zane. Zane peered back at him, his eyes revealing nothing. Sora got a sharp chill...He'd seen that stare before, somewhere... "Go ahead, talk away." Zane waved his hand. "I'm listening." He stuffed the ice cream in his mouth, chewing off a massive bite. Riku covered a smile, and glanced at Sora. Sora shrugged, and stood. "The things you've been fighting are called Heartless. They are creatures that appear out of the darkness in people's hearts...They're darkness incarnate, and are constantly looking for more creatures to attack. Now, when people with strong wills have their hearts are taken by the Heartless, they become Nobodies, with the souls and the bodies forming their own contraption." Zane stared back at Sora, swallowing the ice cream. "Then who was the man I fought?" Sora shrugged. "I've fought several men, namely a man named Xehanort, who have been trying to control the Heartless. But it doesn't really matter, you killed him didn't you?" "Of course," Zane said, biting the rest of the ice cream off the stick. "Now, the keyblade is a weapon that holds mysterious power. I'm not exactly sure of all its nuances, but the gist of it is that there are keyblades for light and dark and the inbetween of them. All three of us have keyblades." Sora summoned his Kingdom Key, Riku his Way to the Dawn, and Kairi her Princess Guard. Zane stared at the keyblades, and stretched forth his hand. His keyblade snapped into his hand in the midst of dust, unlike the other three keyblades which had appeared in light. "Perhaps this is an inbetween keyblade, a keyblade of twilight," Riku said, motioning at it. Sora moved forward. "It has a chain, but no keychain attached..." Zane shrugged. "I don't remember how I got this, nor what happened to the keychain on it..." Sora shook his head. "That doesn't really matter. What we need to worry about is controlling it. The keyblade isn't a weapon to muck around with." Zane shrugged. "I can handle myself." Sora's eyes narrowed. Kairi quickly got up, and laid a hand on his shoulder. "Listen to Sora, Zane," Kairi said. "He's only doing this for your well-being." "Whatever," Zane said, standing and stuffing the ice cream stick into his pocket. "Show me how to wield the keyblade then." Sora nodded, and moved forward. "The keyblade is controlled by willpower, and strength of heart. To have a keyblade, you must have a strong heart." Sora thudded his fist against his chest. "Now, what kind of heart do you have?" Zane shrugged. "I guess I must have a strong one." "Or a partial one, as you do not have complete control over the keyblade," Riku said, tapping his chin thoughtfully. "Let's go ask Merlin in Radiant Garden." Sora shrugged. "If you want to." Zane seemed excited for a moment. "Another world?" "Yes," Kairi said. "Zane, have you ever seen an ocean before?" Zane turned back to the sea, his eyes lost in the depths of it. "Never." Kairi nodded. "Let's go." *** "Zaxor." Zaxor, gasping for breath, fell to one knee, clutching his stomach where Zane had stabbed him. "Zaxor!" Zaxor looked up, his eyes glowing in the darkness. "Master?" he whispered. "Zaxor, have you completed your mission?" "Master," Zaxor said, standing. "This is the proof!" He flicked his cape, showing his gaping wound. Instantly, it was healed. Zaxor bowed his head. "Thank you, master." "Be more careful next time. My abilities do not include resurrecting the dead..." Zaxor grimaced. "Next time, I will..." "If all goes as planned, there won't be a next time. Now, you know what to do next." Zaxor turned, and stared into the darkness. "Yes, master, I do..." *** END OF CHAPTER TWO This one's shorter, as I'm kind of pressed for time, but I hope you enjoyed it. I'll post Chapter Three within the next couple of days.
