Hello! It's me, Fenrir! Of course, who else would it be… anyway! Voila! My first fic! Please don't flame it. I don't respond well to criticism.
I could almost blame this on my reading Frankenstein again. Go figure.
Pairings: AnsemxOC (Huzzah! Non-yaoi Ansem pairing! ) and a slight implied AnsemxKairi. Weird, I know. I think I implied it more here than in the entire fic.
And without further ado, I relinquish my gothic-horror inspired ficcy to you reader lot! Kanpai!
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Extracted from the letters of Fenrir Hirano to her sister Daihime
-Letter I, June 22-
Daihime,
You may be pleased to note that your somewhat eccentric sister has safely arrived on Agrabah. I write this perched on a ledge, my place of safety. I had unknowingly insulted one of the locals, and he drew a scimitar on me. I was forced to take flight.
But do not fret. The sudden appearance of my wings alarmed him, and I was able to make my getaway.
Aside from that, I have nothing to report, aside from the fact that we will be departing for Neverland on the morrow. I have not seen any sign of the duo we discussed before my departure, and I withhold no hope that I will. I am also disinclined to ask the locals, for fear of more swords. I have not observed any Heartless of late either, and again doubt I shall.
Still no sign of the Keyblade master or the king's men. My hopes of finding them grow dimmer with each passing day. The keyhole here was sealed, as the rumours said, and the vizier was nowhere to be found. The boy and the princess live quite happily in the palace, as near as I can tell
As much as I dislike Philocetes and he dislikes me, I still trust him to deliver this letter to you faithfully. As well he should, for I paid him enough! Give my regards to Sephiroth and Cerberus, and tell Cloud I still hate him.
4-6-4-9, Fenrir
-Letter II, June 29-
Daihime,
I am now safely ensconced in Neverland. Hook's ship has proven most comfortable, especially with Hook himself MIA. I visited the clock tower, and found the Keyhole sealed here as well. The Keyblade master has really done his job.
Regretfully, I saw no sign of the Heartless or the Antisora. I talked with the crew, and discovered that they had not crewed the ship at all! They insisted that these "Grotty little creatures" had handled everything. I presume these creatures to have been the Heartless. Again, no Keyblade master.
In a few days hence, we will be departing for the crown jewel of our research, Hollow Bastion. Many of my thoughts of late have been of this formidable fortress and the secrets that may dwell within.
As always, I hope this finds its way safely into your hands at the coliseum. Tell Sephiroth I must challenge him upon my return, and tell Cloud I wish him nothing but ill. Also, inform Cerberus he can stop pining for me, and I will return. Sometimes I think that dog favours me over Hades!
4-6-4-9, Fenrir
-Letter III, July 1-
Daihime,
How cruelly fate treats me! I have not found any of our targets, and the castle seems to be deserted. Even Maleficent wasn't found, dead or alive. The only living things are the rats and the Heartless. I managed to capture a small Shadow and dubbed it Hikage. I pet her now as I write.
Tomorrow, I will set off to explore the rest of the castle. I have not fully explored the area, and hope that whatever I find will help our research. I also hope that I will encounter our targets, though my hopes of this are low.
As usual, my regards to Sephiroth and Cerberus and hatred to Cloud. I expect I will see you soon, depending.
4-6-4-9, Fenrir
-Letter IV, July 3-
Daihime,
Fortune favours your hapless sister once more! Through my own klutziness, I stumbled upon Lokii Iotunheim, quite literally. I was examining the lift system on the outside of the castle, when I slipped and fell to the sewers below, landing on Lokii. She was rather angry.
She looks ever the same as when you met her, Raven hair, odd eyes, pale skin. But her eyes seem to see a different plane than the rest of the world. She always seems to have a mournful cast to her countenance, like she's lost a loved one. And I suppose she has, since the other target was nowhere to be seen. I often wonder what happened to her to make her look this way. I wish I could find out, but Lokii is very tight-lipped about herself.
You know the drill.
4-6-4-9, Fenrir
-Letter V, July 5-
Daihime,
It is storming now as I write this. The storms here are most violent.
I have talked with Lokii today. I questioned her about her past, but she continues tp refuse to respond. I changed tact, and questioned her instead about our other target. She gave me a shocked look. And appeared like she would love nothing more than to punch me. Then she spoke.
"Ansem is… was… too indescribable to be comprehended by human thought," she said. I reminded her that I am not human, but she still seemed loath to elaborate.
Perhaps tomorrow will yield better results.
4-6-4-9, Fenrir
-Letter VI, July 6-
Daihime,
It is likely you will receive this letter and its predecessor in quick succession, but I simply had to write.
Lokii has opened up at last, and will reveal her past to me! I will endeavor to record it as faithfully as possible. But now I must end, as I see her approaching.
4-6-4-9, Fenrir
A/N: "4-6-4-9" is a Japanese numerical pun. 4yo, 6ro, 4shi, 9ku. "Yoroshiku" means "until later". It can also mean "pleased to meet you".