It was your standard convention. People were walking around in costumes, buying overpriced merchandise, trying to play game demos, etc. Well, until Vanitas shows up. Warning: Lots of OCs.

Rated: T for fantasy violence and occasional strong language.

I own only the words (and the OCs who show up later)

Enemy From the Void

Prologue: Journey

The vast emptiness of space is all I can perceive. I've been floating in the void without a body for too long. I'm even starting to forget the last world I visited. At the edge of my perception, I notice a new world. The world has BILLIONS of people. I'd smile but, no mouth. I travel to this new world. Death, violence, fear, hate, greed and despair practically OOZE from this world. I feel myself drawn towards the center of one of this world's landmasses. I reach out with my mind and read the thoughts of the people in the area. My body takes form.

I find my new body in a rather large and EXTREMELY crowded building. I scan the area. I see merchants haggling prices over goods. I must be in a marketplace. I look down and see a weapon in my hand. The name 'Void Gear' comes to my mind. "Nice Vanitas costume!" somebody tells me. I'm recognized! Wait, there was no fear. 'Costume.' I look around again and see outlandish costumes. Why would people wear costumes to a marketplace?

"Thank you," I answer. Whatever strange place I'm in, it would be best to fit in.

"Wow! You even got the voice right!" I ignore the strange person. From the pit of my being I feel unease. NO! Not already! Panicked, I scan the area. Most people are either ignoring me or merely admiring the 'costume' I'm wearing.

Then, I look up. There's a second floor to this building. I see someone on the second floor staring at me. Unlike the others, this one is actually studying me. I study back. The first thing I notice is a look of recognition. The look is quickly discarded. Something about me is suspicious. I doubt if I'll have time to figure out what. My fear is all but confirmed. I need a distraction.

I reach out with my mind again. Strange faces and names come to my mind. Luthor, Red Skull, Xigbar, Megatron, The Juggernaut Bitch, Bobba Fett, Kuja, Mother Brain, Dukat, Joker, Sigma, Smith, Dracula, Gaston, Lurtz, Team Rocket, Harkonnen, Morden, Kahn, Clu, Bowser and countless others.

Then, one names comes into focus. A name I feel stronger than the others: Sephiroth. I use the last of my reserves to give the name form. I see Sephiroth on the other side of the marketplace.

I look back up to the second floor. I'm no longer being studied. I'm about to be engaged in combat. I smile; my distraction is successful.

To Be Continued...