Sora's way too happy for me, so I decided that he needed a little angst in his life. :3 Because angst is gooooood... Anywayz, my friend and I got to talkin', and blahblahblah, and this little story was born! Woohoo! 'N stuff... o.o Just for the sake of disclaiming things that need to be disclaimed, I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Sora, or anything else Kingdom Hearts-related that is mentioned in this fic. I own the little girl, though. Muahaha. She is the spawn of my wicked, evil mind! Oh, and the lyrics I used are from the song "It's the Fear" by the band Within Temptation, and I'll probably be using these lyrics throughout the story. For all you disclaimer freaks out there, I do not own the lyrics, the song, or the band. O.o I'm going to shut up now. :D

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Unwanted Thoughts

A cold chill blew through the air, causing a slight shiver to run down Sora's back. He didn't mind the icy wind, though--he barely even noticed it. Sighing softly, the boy gazed softly at the coffins and gravestones around him. Darkness surrounded him, but a small latern above him on the stone wall kept the area from being completely pitch black. A gnarled tree with a few of it's roots uplifted from the hard ground towered near Sora, skulls hanging from the branches and clinking against each other in the wind. It wasn't a setting Sora would normally prefer, but at least it was silent, save the occasional wind-howl. He didn't stick out, either--he was, after all, wearing his vampiric attire made just for Halloween Town.

After helping world after world, one after another, Sora, Donald, and Goofy had decided to take a break and go to a world for the simple sake of visiting friends. They'd chosen to drop by Halloween Town to visit Jack Skellington, Sally, and everyone else they knew there since that world was closest. At first, Sora had been enjoying himself in the company of his friends, but something had been tugging at his mind that made him feel uneasy...

-- It waits for the day I will let it out --

Sora shuddered again, but this time, it wasn't because of the freezing wind that slowly numbed his cheeks. The persistent tug was still there, and had been for quite some time now. He didn't know when he'd first started noticing it, but it had followed him from world to world, and hadn't left him since he first realized it was there. He couldn't even put his finger on why it bothered him so much--it just did. Whenever he would think about it, though, and try to delve deeper into it to possibly discover why it was there, he would get an unusual sensation, a feeling in the pit of his stomach that made him want to scream in terror...

This same feeling had come upon him when he was conversing with everyone. He'd told them that he wasn't feeling well and asked to be excused, then found his way to the graveyard, sat down with his back against the cold stone wall, and hadn't moved an inch from that spot for the past hour or so. He just stared at the silent and lonely graves ahead of him, though he wasn't really seeing anything at all. As much as he tried, he couldn't get the strange pull on his mind to let go and leave him alone.

Moving his eyes slowly over to a nearby gravestone, Sora was drawn to the words engraved onto the stone and read them in his mind.

Ali Winters

Died at age six

Crushed under collapsed building

Never Always remembered and loved

The word "Always" was scratched through on the stone, and a very jagged "Never" had been carved beside it. Sora's eyes were then drawn to the small angel atop the gravestone whose wings had been broken off. Pointed, crumbling bits of stone remained where the angel's wings had once been. Sora couldn't help but feel sadness for the dead girl, despite the fact that he never knew her. Then, for some reason, thoughts of her death began to arise. A scene of what happened when she died played in his mind, as if he were watching a movie and someone else had pushed the "play" button.

He watched in his mind as a little girl with long black hair and blue eyes of innocence walked through a house, all alone. Suddenly, the ceiling began to splinter and crack. The small child looked up, her eyes filled with horror and fear. She tried to run, but it was too late. The ceiling gave way and caved in, crushing everything beneath it. The little girl cried out in pain as a wooden beam fell onto her back and pinned her against the floor, forcing all of the air out of her small, weak lungs. She gasped for oxygen, but none could come as the beam pressed down even harder when more things from a second floor fell on top of it. The girl clawed desperately at the floor, struggling to escape from under the weight of the beam and everything on it, but it was all too heavy. She wanted to cry out for someone, anyone, to come and help her. All she could do was strain her empty lungs even more than they already were. She began to feel her bones crack under the weight of the debris pile, and once again attempted to get out. The small child winced and tears formed in her eyes when she not only felt, but also heard her leg snap in half. She wanted so badly to scream, but still no air was able to make its way into her lungs.

The weight on top of the girl suddenly increased immensely as the roof of the house also gave way and fell onto her. Something inside of the girl burst, and pain filled her frail body. One of her organs had exploded under the extreme weight, and blood filled her mouth and spilled out onto the floor. More of her bones snapped and splintered, and her insides were slowly crushed, causing fluid to flood throughout her body. Tears streamed down the the dying girl's bloodied cheeks. Her throat constricted, and her lungs did the same as air was still incapable of passing through them. She felt her ribcage collapse, the jagged bones piercing through her torn skin. Finally, her small heart couldn't take anymore pressure, and exploded, blood spurting out of her chest wounds and onto the floor beneath the now-dead girl.

"NO, PLEASE, MAKE IT STOP!!!" Sora screamed as loudly as he could, his fingers gripping his hair tightly at the roots and his head pressed firmly against the wall. Breathing heavily and slowly opening his eyes, the horror-filled boy realized that his nightmare-ish daydream was over. He shakily moved himself back to the position he was in earlier.

"Why couldn't I stop it...? Why did I...even think those things in the first place? What made me do it...?" Sora asked aloud softly, his voice somewhat hoarse from screaming so much. He'd been yelling and shouting for the thoughts to cease only a moment after the girl was hit by the ceiling, but they wouldn't. They kept going, and he was forced to watch against his will. Not only that, but he also felt like he was going through the exact same thing the girl was, like he was feeling her pain.

-- I can no longer restrain it --

Sora wanted to know what had caused those horrid, morbid images to go through his head, but then again, he wasn't sure if he really wanted to know the answer or not. He shook his head, then looked around at a few of the other tombstones.

Jonathan Paine

Died at age twenty-three

Car accident

Rosa Nait

Died at age fifteen

Suicide

Terra Part

Died at age thirteen

Fell from 4th story hotel balcony

Thomas Burns

Died at age 19

Shot and killed

Sora decided it would be best to leave the graveyard before any other frightening ideas about their deaths came into his mind, and exited the area to go and find his friends. Perhaps they could distract him long enough to forget the strange things that suddenly plagued his consciousness--things that had never plagued him before.

-- It's the fear --

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Yeah, it was pretty short, but intros from me usually are pretty short. X3 Oh, and if there are any actual people reading this who have the exact same names as the ones I used for the dead people in this chapter, I'm sorry for killing you! O.o; If anyone wants me to continue with this, please review. :) I'll try to make it a lot longer next chapter. 0.o A lot more dark things shall occur, too. (insert evil maniacal laugh here) Flames will be accepted and given to Axel for his enjoyment. :D