Hey! Here's another fic for ya! I've been itching to get this out of my head, and I needed an excuse to be late on the update for TDBCAI...eheheh. - writers block. Anyway, this idea was originally spawned from an RP and a little daze off into space while playing the game. It had a little OC girl in it, but im cutting her out because I don't like OC fics, especially Mary Sues. plus OCs tend to ward off a lot of really nice reviews. Anyway...
WARNINGS: slight AU, yaoi, drama, and possible Out of Character-ness.
Be warned. And Anti-Sora isn't here to do the disclaimer, ( he's on the set currently..heehee...) so I'll have a Minku do it instead!
Minku: ... runs away
Aw shit, I really wanted a Longivity berry too...I don't own Kingdom Hearts, or any of its characters, but I do own this plot and the ever so sexy PS2.
(?) POV
There was darkness.
Well, there had always been darkness...but this was different. This was like.....blackness? I don't understand it.....you don't know what I'm talking about...do you? Its calming now...but in a calm before the storm way. Panic dwelling inside me.....where am I? I don't recognize this...it's not like before...nothing here is like before....what.?
Something coming into focus, and the blackness is blurring away....it has never, ever done that before...I've always seen blackness...and now its...leaving? There's a hard ridged stone floor...and....im lying down? I feel different somehow...im wet. I sit up and feel a wave of.....dizziness? I can't sense where I am. I feel so lost. It appears to be raining. Looking around, I feel something like a spark of familiarity. I know this place?
The bright neon signs and tall buildings hurt my eyes and head. There's something wrong with me. I don't feel right. Like..Something inside of me. There's a strange warmth in my chest. I look down to see if I'm wounded or something. Its gone! More confusion, and panic. The heartless crest is gone?! But...I should be dead then! Where is it? And my skin....its...human colour! What's going on?! I crawl over to a puddle and lean over to peer in. My eyes are shut though; Im afraid of what I might see. I see the blackness again, but its not the endless kind. My eyelids are shut so..? Somehow I know all this, but I don't. It's like a memory that tells me things, but I don't remember the memory. Im not even making sense to myself anymore. I open my eyes and immediately they widen. A human...no...a..thing? I don't know what it is, it looks like a human, and kind of like a heartless...and feels like both. Whatever it is, it's staring back at me in my reflection. Is that...me?
My skin isn't black anymore. Its pale, like a human just drained of it's heart..and my hair is different too, its still black, but its...real...I'm not...a shadow anymore it looks like. My eyes are still yellow, but they aren't just lights anymore, they're like a mortals...the pupils are yellow. I have muscles too! And, it feels like I have more than ..I know I can't melt into the ground, or at least I think, I don't wanna try. I feel solid. Shadow? I don't think I am, shadows don't have reflections. I sit back feeling dazed and above all else, lost. I've changed? But how? I remember Ansem was fighting the keyblader, the one who I was modeled after..then he called upon all of our help, to make a giant dark heartless to meld with him...that man was such a fool, and so power hungry that he forgot he was human. I don't know whether or not it was the darkness or the light that destroyed him, but he did fade away. Then...the door to the 'darkness' opened. Ansem always thought it was of the darkness, but we all knew it was light. That's why the Darksides were there. They were trying to stop it from coming out. In the end, There's always darkness where the light is, because without the darkness, the light can't be seen; not outlined. But we were always at war.. I think...the door closed, and the Darkside along with the other beings of the dark were killed. I was one of the ones who helped create the giant heartless, and I wait back in the shadows with the rest who survived, to watch the fate of the man who thought he controlled us.
Then, the Keymaster, who I could remember fighting on the ship...( I had to resist the urge then, everything did, to try to continue to take away the weapon of the light)..but we all lost. The door was closed, and the last key was locked. Ansem had failed, and it seemed....we were going too. I'm not sure what happened, but then we all started to fade. The darkness, the heartless were gone. But I was going to, but..I'm here....what happened? I look around as if the answers there. Why aren't I gone? I can't be here, Im a Heartless, and the Heartless are gone....I can't survive without the darkness, Heartless have to live off it, and Im a Heartless....right?
Suddenly it doesn't feel that way anymore.
The puzzle pieces are starting to fit together...okay, I'm not a heartless anymore. Gosh! It feels weird to say that. Everything after I started to get sucked into Kingdom Hearts with the rest of the darkness is a blur..but I have theories....
Okay, Theory 1: I am actually all powerful and there for have the ability to survive off the darkness that remains in peoples hearts...that sounds so Ansemy. Plus it doesn't explain why I'm not technically a heartless anymore.
Alright, Theory 2: My dark keyblade is gone. I think some jackass stole it...completely irrelevant.
So basically all my theories are crap....I'm definitely not a heartless anymore; I never had a train of thought like this when I was. At least the mindless panic is gone. But one question still remains: What now? Well, it might be a good idea to get out of the rain. Very good idea. Woah, I think im crazy....crap. I don't want to be crazy. But there's a voice in my head! Wait...I think Ansem mentioned this in one of his endless rambles.....a coincidence? No. What was it called? Some c word....concussion? Not quite. Whatever. Lets see, about a billion rickety broken down buildings...better pick one. At least I appear to be taking things so calmly..I think it might be some of the darkness in me. I may not be a heartless, but I still have a little bit of the darkness left. That's why I don't look or feel like a normal human. Click. No! Apparently the door is locked. What should I do? Well, what would a human do? I should try to adapt, that's what the heartless were for. That and mindless destruction. Well, the keyblader...Sobe? I think that was what he was called by the duck and the talking dog. He always just waltzed into places. Apparently noone locks doors where he came from. Oh wait! Idea! BAM! It seems I have inherited an attire. Well, that's nice, I don't want to be naked in the rain...or do I? Eheheh.
I walk over the broken down door, my weight causing it to splinter. Hmm, I could get used to this solid form. I may not be able to meld into the ground anymore, but at least I can smash things.
The house is.....really old looking. The furniture, which all looks old fashioned is covered in dusty white cloths, and there are cobwebs and broken things everywhere. But it's dry. Not wet. They're the same thing: good. I walk over to an arm chair and whip off the cloth. WOAH! Dusty. Cough cough cough cough.... cough. The armchair is magenta. Kinda fruity, but it looks comfy enough. I rest my rear in it and look around. Its really cold in here, and the broken down door and shattered windows isn't exactly helping. Against the wall by me, under a mantle with chipped porcelain dolls and withered flowers seems the be a fireplace, judging by the ashes and darkened wood. No matches. Damn you, irony. I stare at it forlornly, shivering. Scowling, I examine the room. It looks kinda like a living room, or a parlor. There's a cracked mirror against the wall, but its so dusty and so dark in here I look like a black and white smudge. Or maybe that's what I really look like. Creepy. My eyes are two little yellow dots peering back at me. Very creepy. Huh? Is that....fear? Hmm, that's right. Humans are usually afraid of things in the dark. It's strange, feeling different from the dark. As a heartless it seemed more like I was the dark itself...Okay, I'm getting sick of this. Something ignites in me, and I look over at the fire. It seems like im remembering something...but what?
" Fira! "
I blink. Suddenly a fire is dancing over the charred logs in the fireplace, casting an orange glow across the abandoned and empty ( aside from me ) room. Another discovery! I have a voice. As a heartless I always communicated through mind, never through mouth. It sounds kind of like Sogs's..which isn't too surprising, I was created by that boy, Riku, to be a shadow counterpart to him....its raspier though, and lacks that funny ring that hurts your ears. I think I like it.
" Fira, Fora, Flora, Fear, Beer, Seer, Meer,Leer..."
Quite amusing! I'll have to this thing as much as possible. I get up and go over to the mirror, and brush off the years( im guessing ) of dust. One of my fingers gets scraped against the long winding crack in the glass. Erk. A funny, uncomfortable sensation. I look at my finger. A red liquid is oozing out of it. Blood? I remember seeing this on a lot of humans. It happens to us too, but its usually just purple or black. Not an ugly color like red. I stick it into my mouth, and look at the mirror, trying to forget about it. I am wearing clothes. Like my shadow ones, but slightly different.
Instead of puffy black pants, they're just cut off at the knee, with pockets. Still black though. And its not a jump suit anymore. I have a separate shirt, dark gray with a high collar. My shoes are the near same, but seem to be the right size. Dark gray. The little hoodie jacket is black too. And the gloves. It's not much of a change, but I like it. Also, the chains I had on my pants and around my neck are the same, but silver now. Where the crown on the necklace would be, like always, is just a broken chain. And there's no heartless symbol. It looks so naked without it. I pull my finger out of my mouth and look at it. Its all....pruney. Humans are weird. I crunch my way back to the chair through the broken glass and clutter and sit down. I feel woozy. Is it another human emmotion?
Whatever.
I stare off into the fire for awhile. The dolls on the mantle are really creepy...they're blue eyes are dull and staring, and one of them is missing one. Yeesh..I close my eyes. Ah, the blackness. It's back again. I wonder if I'll get used to this?
WARNINGS: slight AU, yaoi, drama, and possible Out of Character-ness.
Be warned. And Anti-Sora isn't here to do the disclaimer, ( he's on the set currently..heehee...) so I'll have a Minku do it instead!
Minku: ... runs away
Aw shit, I really wanted a Longivity berry too...I don't own Kingdom Hearts, or any of its characters, but I do own this plot and the ever so sexy PS2.
(?) POV
There was darkness.
Well, there had always been darkness...but this was different. This was like.....blackness? I don't understand it.....you don't know what I'm talking about...do you? Its calming now...but in a calm before the storm way. Panic dwelling inside me.....where am I? I don't recognize this...it's not like before...nothing here is like before....what.?
Something coming into focus, and the blackness is blurring away....it has never, ever done that before...I've always seen blackness...and now its...leaving? There's a hard ridged stone floor...and....im lying down? I feel different somehow...im wet. I sit up and feel a wave of.....dizziness? I can't sense where I am. I feel so lost. It appears to be raining. Looking around, I feel something like a spark of familiarity. I know this place?
The bright neon signs and tall buildings hurt my eyes and head. There's something wrong with me. I don't feel right. Like..Something inside of me. There's a strange warmth in my chest. I look down to see if I'm wounded or something. Its gone! More confusion, and panic. The heartless crest is gone?! But...I should be dead then! Where is it? And my skin....its...human colour! What's going on?! I crawl over to a puddle and lean over to peer in. My eyes are shut though; Im afraid of what I might see. I see the blackness again, but its not the endless kind. My eyelids are shut so..? Somehow I know all this, but I don't. It's like a memory that tells me things, but I don't remember the memory. Im not even making sense to myself anymore. I open my eyes and immediately they widen. A human...no...a..thing? I don't know what it is, it looks like a human, and kind of like a heartless...and feels like both. Whatever it is, it's staring back at me in my reflection. Is that...me?
My skin isn't black anymore. Its pale, like a human just drained of it's heart..and my hair is different too, its still black, but its...real...I'm not...a shadow anymore it looks like. My eyes are still yellow, but they aren't just lights anymore, they're like a mortals...the pupils are yellow. I have muscles too! And, it feels like I have more than ..I know I can't melt into the ground, or at least I think, I don't wanna try. I feel solid. Shadow? I don't think I am, shadows don't have reflections. I sit back feeling dazed and above all else, lost. I've changed? But how? I remember Ansem was fighting the keyblader, the one who I was modeled after..then he called upon all of our help, to make a giant dark heartless to meld with him...that man was such a fool, and so power hungry that he forgot he was human. I don't know whether or not it was the darkness or the light that destroyed him, but he did fade away. Then...the door to the 'darkness' opened. Ansem always thought it was of the darkness, but we all knew it was light. That's why the Darksides were there. They were trying to stop it from coming out. In the end, There's always darkness where the light is, because without the darkness, the light can't be seen; not outlined. But we were always at war.. I think...the door closed, and the Darkside along with the other beings of the dark were killed. I was one of the ones who helped create the giant heartless, and I wait back in the shadows with the rest who survived, to watch the fate of the man who thought he controlled us.
Then, the Keymaster, who I could remember fighting on the ship...( I had to resist the urge then, everything did, to try to continue to take away the weapon of the light)..but we all lost. The door was closed, and the last key was locked. Ansem had failed, and it seemed....we were going too. I'm not sure what happened, but then we all started to fade. The darkness, the heartless were gone. But I was going to, but..I'm here....what happened? I look around as if the answers there. Why aren't I gone? I can't be here, Im a Heartless, and the Heartless are gone....I can't survive without the darkness, Heartless have to live off it, and Im a Heartless....right?
Suddenly it doesn't feel that way anymore.
The puzzle pieces are starting to fit together...okay, I'm not a heartless anymore. Gosh! It feels weird to say that. Everything after I started to get sucked into Kingdom Hearts with the rest of the darkness is a blur..but I have theories....
Okay, Theory 1: I am actually all powerful and there for have the ability to survive off the darkness that remains in peoples hearts...that sounds so Ansemy. Plus it doesn't explain why I'm not technically a heartless anymore.
Alright, Theory 2: My dark keyblade is gone. I think some jackass stole it...completely irrelevant.
So basically all my theories are crap....I'm definitely not a heartless anymore; I never had a train of thought like this when I was. At least the mindless panic is gone. But one question still remains: What now? Well, it might be a good idea to get out of the rain. Very good idea. Woah, I think im crazy....crap. I don't want to be crazy. But there's a voice in my head! Wait...I think Ansem mentioned this in one of his endless rambles.....a coincidence? No. What was it called? Some c word....concussion? Not quite. Whatever. Lets see, about a billion rickety broken down buildings...better pick one. At least I appear to be taking things so calmly..I think it might be some of the darkness in me. I may not be a heartless, but I still have a little bit of the darkness left. That's why I don't look or feel like a normal human. Click. No! Apparently the door is locked. What should I do? Well, what would a human do? I should try to adapt, that's what the heartless were for. That and mindless destruction. Well, the keyblader...Sobe? I think that was what he was called by the duck and the talking dog. He always just waltzed into places. Apparently noone locks doors where he came from. Oh wait! Idea! BAM! It seems I have inherited an attire. Well, that's nice, I don't want to be naked in the rain...or do I? Eheheh.
I walk over the broken down door, my weight causing it to splinter. Hmm, I could get used to this solid form. I may not be able to meld into the ground anymore, but at least I can smash things.
The house is.....really old looking. The furniture, which all looks old fashioned is covered in dusty white cloths, and there are cobwebs and broken things everywhere. But it's dry. Not wet. They're the same thing: good. I walk over to an arm chair and whip off the cloth. WOAH! Dusty. Cough cough cough cough.... cough. The armchair is magenta. Kinda fruity, but it looks comfy enough. I rest my rear in it and look around. Its really cold in here, and the broken down door and shattered windows isn't exactly helping. Against the wall by me, under a mantle with chipped porcelain dolls and withered flowers seems the be a fireplace, judging by the ashes and darkened wood. No matches. Damn you, irony. I stare at it forlornly, shivering. Scowling, I examine the room. It looks kinda like a living room, or a parlor. There's a cracked mirror against the wall, but its so dusty and so dark in here I look like a black and white smudge. Or maybe that's what I really look like. Creepy. My eyes are two little yellow dots peering back at me. Very creepy. Huh? Is that....fear? Hmm, that's right. Humans are usually afraid of things in the dark. It's strange, feeling different from the dark. As a heartless it seemed more like I was the dark itself...Okay, I'm getting sick of this. Something ignites in me, and I look over at the fire. It seems like im remembering something...but what?
" Fira! "
I blink. Suddenly a fire is dancing over the charred logs in the fireplace, casting an orange glow across the abandoned and empty ( aside from me ) room. Another discovery! I have a voice. As a heartless I always communicated through mind, never through mouth. It sounds kind of like Sogs's..which isn't too surprising, I was created by that boy, Riku, to be a shadow counterpart to him....its raspier though, and lacks that funny ring that hurts your ears. I think I like it.
" Fira, Fora, Flora, Fear, Beer, Seer, Meer,Leer..."
Quite amusing! I'll have to this thing as much as possible. I get up and go over to the mirror, and brush off the years( im guessing ) of dust. One of my fingers gets scraped against the long winding crack in the glass. Erk. A funny, uncomfortable sensation. I look at my finger. A red liquid is oozing out of it. Blood? I remember seeing this on a lot of humans. It happens to us too, but its usually just purple or black. Not an ugly color like red. I stick it into my mouth, and look at the mirror, trying to forget about it. I am wearing clothes. Like my shadow ones, but slightly different.
Instead of puffy black pants, they're just cut off at the knee, with pockets. Still black though. And its not a jump suit anymore. I have a separate shirt, dark gray with a high collar. My shoes are the near same, but seem to be the right size. Dark gray. The little hoodie jacket is black too. And the gloves. It's not much of a change, but I like it. Also, the chains I had on my pants and around my neck are the same, but silver now. Where the crown on the necklace would be, like always, is just a broken chain. And there's no heartless symbol. It looks so naked without it. I pull my finger out of my mouth and look at it. Its all....pruney. Humans are weird. I crunch my way back to the chair through the broken glass and clutter and sit down. I feel woozy. Is it another human emmotion?
Whatever.
I stare off into the fire for awhile. The dolls on the mantle are really creepy...they're blue eyes are dull and staring, and one of them is missing one. Yeesh..I close my eyes. Ah, the blackness. It's back again. I wonder if I'll get used to this?