EDIT: Went back and rewrote the A/N and fixed typos.

Disclaimer: No owny KH or Wishing-Fire's Memories challenge. c:

I was hesitant to start this challenge but seeing as it had only like 11 themes or so and I went for it. :3

Pairing is VanShion and I will do my best concentrate on that one pairing. Can anyone guess what Serendipity means and why I chose it for the title? ;D Well anyway, hope you all enjoy! :3

Serendipity

Curiosity

Vanitas was the darkness within Ventus's Heart. He was never meant to be, yet he was created by Xehanort. He may have never asked for this in the first place, but it was his own fault for following the orders of a shady old man who brought him to his downfall. Even if the old man did help in freeing Vanitas and gave him his own consciousness, he never would have listened to him if his want for power just made him fade back into nothing again. Since he couldn't return to Ventus's Heart to become his dark half once more, here he was, in the deepest depths of the Heart that kept Ventus alive, even though his so-called weak link had a fractured Heart that could never be mended.

Inside the darkness of Sora's Heart was where he stayed, a dark void that never seemed to end. To his dismay, more or less, Vanitas never aged. His black, gravity-defying hair remained as spiky as always. His amber eyes still had the same mischievous glint, and he didn't seem to be weakening at all. But for one, he couldn't use his Keyblade or summon Unversed at all despite all this.

It was unnerving for him. Every minute in this dark void, Vanitas was growing more and more frustrated. Although he wanted to be alone and to sulk about his failure, he at least wanted to use a Keyblade, summon Unversed and lash out at them repeatedly to lay off his anger. But still… nothing ever came back.

'It's already been so long,' Vanitas thought with a scowl as he ran a hand through his hair. 'When do I get out of this prison?'

... Suddenly, he heard footsteps.

Very soft, quiet feet, but it wasn't quiet enough to go unnoticed by Vanitas. This was quite the surprise for the charcoal-haired boy. No one else but him thrived in this annoyingly blissful prison.

But his only thought though was that whoever was approaching could be an adversary.

'Well, this should be fun.' A smirk found its way up on Vanitas's face, and he turned around, ready to defend himself and get in a good fight, but instead, he was met by a raven-haired girl, her ocean blue eyes filled with unmistaken fright. Vanitas glared, disappointed at the sight of a mere fragile-looking girl, and asked, "Who the hell are you?"

The girl stayed frozen for a few moments, sensing venom in his words as her eyes locked with his. Later, she shook her head and started to run. "I'm sorry!" she yelled out awkwardly, not looking back to bother checking if he was following him.

And just like that, she was gone in a distant light he never saw before.

It took Vanitas a few minutes to comprehend what just happened, but he had already begun to move towards the light when his consciousness came back to him. He may have just met some person, who couldn't possibly be important, but curiosity found her interesting and it led to Vanitas trailing after the mysterious girl.