Summary: Naruto had been insulted, looked-down upon, glared at, hated, unwanted, and tortured without shame and guilt by the very people he lived next to. However, something changed and he was taught in the arts of the shinobi. Over the years, he gained a few friends and soon had many. There was one who betrayed them all for power and turned his back on them. Naruto, vowed to get his friend back, had failed. Returning empty handed, the council took the opportunity to get rid of him. Naruto would have died but a miracle happened. Crossover with Kingdom Hearts.
Rated T for Violence and Language
Author's Note: Well what can I say? Inspiration hit me with a wrecking ball. This is purely made up, please no flames.
Ch 1: Strangers From Somewhere
At a certain world and at a certain village, 2 lone figures stood on a building. Both of them wore black leather cloaks with matching black gloves, hoods, pants, and boots. Their faces obscured behind the shadows of their hoods as they looked upon their surrounding.
"Refresh my memory, Xaldin. What are we doing here in the first place?" asked a man with a scar on his left cheek and an eye patch on his right eye.
The man had golden eyes and long black hair with strips of white and grey that were tied into a pony tail. He also had a pair of elven-like ears.
"The Superior ordered everyone to collect data on this new world, possibly to answer why this world was left untouched by the Heartless," said a man with black dread locks, side burns on the side of his face, and deep indigo eyes.
He was Xaldin, the Whirlwind Lancer and III member of Organization XIII. Like all of his colleagues he was a Nobody; shells of their original selves before the Darkness stole their Heart. The other was Xigbar, the Freeshoter and II of Organization XIII. Like Nobodies, both members show no emotions, there was no point if your only source of feelings was deprived from you. Like the others, Xigbar and Xaldin could only try to imitate their emotions with some success.
Though they were deserted of feelings, being a Nobody had a few perks. They didn't feel hungry or thirsty, ever, which is sometimes convenient. They have special powers and weapons over a certain element. But above all, dying normally was out of the question. You could stick a 5-mile knife through a Nobody's heart or anywhere and they would still live. Sure there's pain, but not a drop of blood comes out. The only exceptions are enhanced weapons or attacks which could kill them if they were attacked long enough. The Keyblade was the most known, magic another and possibly a dozen more.
Right now Xigbar and Xaldin had nothing to do due to the fact there wasn't a lot of action since it was the middle of the night. They spent their time hovering from one roof to the next. Soon they heard a soft panting sound and they went to investigate. In a dark alleyway, a shadowy figure was running through, oblivious to the 2 Nobodies above him.
"Wonder what's he running for," asked Xaldin.
"It's none of our business though. They have Hearts and this is their world, why bother? Besides, we're more superior to them," said Xigbar lazily.
Just then a group of people ran by, dressed in some kind of uniform and spotted the figure.
"It's useless to hide demon brat," said one of them as the group walked slowly toward the figure.
"At long last, we will finally get out revenge," said another.
The figure backed away slowly, only to meet the bare wall, a dead end. In one quick motion, the figure jumped high into the air and over the wall, surprising the 2 Nobodies. The group did the same and followed the figure.
"This is about to get interesting," said Xaldin.
To be continued…