AN: REALLY QUICKLY, there are some changes I made to the Kingdom Hearts storyline. ...I mean, besides the anime part. Like the fact that there are eight princesses. Just so people aren't confused.
I know a bunch of other people have already done something like this, but I wanted to try my hand at it. And the Square Enix and Final Fantasy characters are still there.
(Also I wrote these first two chapters, like, five years ago, so they're a little shaky.)
Basically this is the story of Kingdom Hearts, with the Disney elements replaced with anime and such... Happy reading :)

I've been updating this story recently after, what, seven years? I've been posting chapters to Archive of Our Own, but I'll try to update it here too :)


Normal narration
"Speaking"
Thoughts
Flashback
"Flashback speaking"
"Voices that may be coming from the small talking device or the voices in Sora's head"
The voice
"The voice speaking through other people"
"Sora narration"
Title Stuff


"I've been having these weird thoughts lately."

"She has to find her own happiness. We shouldn't be meddling in something so personal."

A boy, brunette spiky hair and red clothes, floats downward through the water.

"I won't run away anymore... I won't go back on my word... That is my ninja way!"

He blinks his eyes, lethargically.

"In the language of flowers, red means courage and determination."

Whose thoughts are these?

The young boy stares into the abyss of waterlogged light above him as his eyes begin to close.

The light... It's fading...

"I thought that if I'd gather up my life, maybe then I would become a light that could reach you."

"The time I spent here with everyone is a treasure to me. My flames were born because of this world you've taken over. These are everyone's flames!"

"Yes, but I'd rather be friends with fun people that I don't meet often."

"You, too, can be a hero!"

"I'll tell you the story of how you and I met. From the very beginning."

Hundreds of images flash through his mind. People. Faces. Places. He'd never seen any of them before.

"Well... it's like that myth about the hero... he made wings out of wax so he could fly... but when he got too close to the sun... to God... the wax melted and he crashed to the ground..."

It was so much at once that excruciating pain surged through his head.

"K-, I'm your partner, and I'm always here to help you out. Don't forget that!"

"To be able to be by someone's side… That, itself, is a wonderful thing."

But he couldn't feel it, almost as if his senses were shut down.

"All alone, I followed the sound into a sea of light... And found myself here, with you."

Am I hallucinating?

"Like is any of this for real or not?"

Insert: Simple and Clean

He was descending faster, now.

Written by KingoftheLizards/BrazilianMafioso

Where was he?

Kingdom Hearts: Anime Mix

It was all a dream, right?


Prologue: Dreaming

He floated gently down to a platform, but the second he tried to take a step, hundreds of doves flew away, and as he couldn't help but stare in amazement, the glowing floor below him revealed itself.

Looking around in wonder, he took a few more steps further and looked at the ground. A picture of an apple-red haired girl lay under his feet. She appeared to be in some sort of deep sleep. A few circles with other faces surrounded her own, while a ring of circles with flowers and leaves went around the entire platform. One of the faces seemed to be of a young woman, her stern gaze looking to the man in the circle next to hers who seemed to be laughing. The last two faces were of a mischievous looking young man with shifty eyes and a man with light blonde hair and violet eyes. The boy stared for a long while until he heard a voice.

So much to do, so little time...

He scanned the area around him, attempting to look for the source of the sound.

Take your time. Don't be afraid.

His gaze turned to the space in front of him.

The door is still shut.

Now, step forward.

Can you do it?

The boy nodded and cautiously walked to the middle of the platform, but as soon as he did, a pedestal rose from the ground, a shield floating above it.

Power sleeps within you.

If you give it form...

Another base rose, this one holding a staff.

And finally, a third podium rose, holding a sword.

It will give you strength.

Choose well.

Looking at the various weapons, he was mysteriously drawn to the staff. He walked to it and touched it, his eyes in a mysterious haze of marvel. The weapon vanished and appeared in his hand.

The power of the mystic.

Inner strength.

A staff of wonder and ruin.

Is this the power you seek?

The boy, unable to look away, slowly nodded.

His eyes widened with astonishment as the item broke into pieces of light and was absorbed into his hand.

Your path is set.

He turned around and gazed at the other two pedestals.

Now, which will you give up in exchange?

Slowly treading to the middle, he glanced at each of the two remaining weapons. Finally, he made a decision and walked over to the base holding the sword. He grabbed it.

The power of a warrior.

Invincible courage.

A sword of terrible destruction.

You give up this power?

He stood there for a while, thinking. He nodded.

He watched, once more, as the object became fragments of light, but this time, they floated away. It almost saddened him to watch them leave. Like he had left something behind.

Still staring at the spot where they disappeared, he heard the voice.

You've chosen the power of the mystic.

You've given up the power of the warrior.

Is this the form you choose?

Again, he stood thinking for a long while. And then, with a contented look, he nodded.

But suddenly, the platform started shaking, and the pedestals began sinking. He ran towards the middle when the edges started crumbling, but in a few seconds, the entire floor had disintegrated and he started falling again.

As he floated down, another platform came into sight, but this one was different. Instead of the red haired girl, there was a brunette girl with long hair that contrasted the short hair of the girl from before, yet she also seemed to be sleeping. Surrounding her were many circles, some of which were attached to a smaller circle with an animal inside. The two biggest circles belonged to an angry looking boy with orange hair, connected to a cat, and a boy with grey hair, connected to a mouse.

The second he landed the staff appeared in his hand.

You've gained the power to fight.

He looked at it and tried swinging it.

All right! You've got it.

Use this power to protect yourself and others.

He saw something out of the corner of his eye and turned to it. There seemed to be some sort of strange shadows.

There will be times you have to fight.

He jumped back as he realised they were creatures .

Scared, he tried backing up...

Keep your light burning strong.

...when he remembered he had a way to fight.

With a determined expression, he took a running jump and bashed down one of the creatures as he fell. He quickly followed with a hit from the left and finished with a diagonal hit from the right. The creature dissipated into wisps of darkness, which caused the others to retreat back into the ground.

A shadow charged him from the back, although he was unaware.

Behind you!

Immediately turning around, he swung the staff and destroyed the shadow with one blow. Noticing a few more, he ran forward to attack them, but was surprised when they started going back into the ground; however, this time, instead of just disappearing, the shadows grew and began to engulf the entire platform.

The boy tried to escape, to pull himself out, but it was no use as he fell into the darkness.

He kept kicking around, until he realised that he was on solid ground again. Opening his eyes that had been squeezed shut, he gasped for air and looked around.

The new platform he was on had four hearts instead of circles, and inside the four hearts were silhouettes of girls. But the most curious thing was the beautifully adorned transparent door. He got up and walked to it, trying to examine it.

The boy tried opening the door, but it wouldn't budge.

He crossed his arms and turned around, noticing another light. In the next instant another platform materialised a few feet beyond the one he was standing on, and he jumped as the heart he was standing on disappeared, leaving only three. Something flashed on the platform away from him, so he went to see what it was.

As he walked, images began painting themselves onto the ground, and when it was finished, he found himself standing above another girl with red hair, but this girl had long hair. Contrary to the previous girls, her eyes were open, but she seemed to be in pain.

"Who are you?"

The boy turned around to face an exact replica of the person, but she almost seemed to be a ghost.

For some reason he couldn't speak.

"P-Please, help me!"

She started disappearing completely, starting from her feet.

"Please!"

He ran over to grab her, but just as he reached her, she disappeared. Depressed at not being able to help the person, he looked down sadly, noticing the girl in the picture was now asleep.

Other circles had appeared around her, as well, filled with the faces of people with hair of every colour of the rainbow. Each face had a musical instrument next to it. And the girl he had just seen was holding a violin with golden strings, a fairy floating next to her, but the fairy looked sad.

What was going on?

A chest appeared on the far side of the platform. Reluctantly walking across the picture of the girl, he opened the chest, finding a bottle with a strange liquid in it. Feeling he should take it, he put the bottle in his pocket.

Suddenly, as he returned his gaze to the platform he was just on, he noticed the door had ceased to be transparent, and he ran to go see it. He stood in front of the door, staring at it.

He had barely touched it when it began to open on its own, a bright light blinding the boy, rendering him unable to see as he walked into it.

As his sight came back, he found himself on a wooden floor; trees, ocean, and a clear blue sky surrounding him.

Hold on.

The door won't open just yet.

Three children stood around him.

First, tell me more about yourself.

The boy found it strange, but he went to talk to the blonde-haired girl in front of him wearing a yellow dress. As he walked up, she glanced at him, but didn't stop kicking her feet playfully as she sat upon the wooden railing.

"What's most important to you?" She smiled.

He thought for a few seconds.

I guess... Being number one?

Weirdly enough, she seemed to be able to read his mind.

"Is being number one such a big deal?"

He strolled over to the boy with the short, opened vest, uneven pants, and light brown hair.

"What are you so afraid of?"

I think that would be... being indecisive?

The other boy stared at him.

"Being indecisive? Is that really so scary?"

He ignored the comment and walked over to the final boy with bandana and bright hair who seemed to be preoccupied with spinning a ball on his fingertips.

Without even looking at the boy, the taller asked, "What do you want outta life?"

Out of life? Hm... I think... I think I want to be strong.

The boy stopped spinning the ball and smiled at him.

You want to be number one.

You're afraid of being indecisive.

You want to be strong.

He looked out towards the rest of the island, his eyes landing on the small cave that was almost obscured by the waterfall.

Your adventure begins in the dead of night.

Your road won't be easy, but a rising sun awaits your journey's end.

The boy didn't think much of it; it seemed all right with him. He nodded.

The voice seemed to acknowledge this.

The day you will open the door is both far off and very near.

Once again, a bright light surrounded him, and he found himself on a new platform when he could see again.

This floor, in particular, seemed scary in itself. A girl with long orange hair and a snowflake-looking hairpin slept, surrounded by dark tendrils and claws. A small ring of circles sat near her hairpin, pictures of strange futuristic-seeming fairy-like people in them. There were circles of other people too, but the most prominent one was of a boy with a serious expression and bright orange, spiky hair.

He stepped forward, into a single beam of light that shone down.

Almost at once, a group of the shadow creatures appeared from the ground, enclosing around him. He took out his staff and swung the weapon in a full circle around him, effectively destroying the monsters.

After the group was defeated, another light shone down, albeit this one moved, lighting up stained glass steps leading somewhere.

Carefully, he made his way up the path, another platform coming into sight. It seemed as if it were calling him, beckoning him to some final part of this nightmare, not even noticing that the steps behind him began to disappear, and as he neared the next floor, a beam of light shot down, waiting for him.

He slowed down and stared at it.

This new floor once again had an image of a sleeping girl, but a boy seemed to share the space with her, as well. Both of the children had blonde hair that they kept in a ponytail or a braid, but the boy was awake, and he seemed furious about something, his golden eyes filled with rage and a hint of sadness, and his gloved hands clapping, creating sparks. Around them were various symbols and circles with writing in them, along with pictures of people in military-like clothing and many others, yet, for some reason, they also seemed to be asleep.

The closer you get to the light,

The boy flinched at the sound of the voice and looked around.

...the greater your shadow becomes.

He looked down at his shadow on the ground, but something seemed strange about it.

Suddenly, the shadow stood up, and the boy stared at it, immense fear evident in his eyes.

Something was happening.

But don't be afraid.

He started taking steps back.

The shadow was getting bigger.

The boy kept walking backwards.

A giant foot appeared, followed by another, followed by large yellow eyes.

And don't forget...

Tendrils started sprouting, and arms began coming out.

The boy, unbearable fear taking over, tried to run away, only to find the stairs were gone, and he had to use every bit of his balance to keep himself from falling. He turned around to face the monster which had fully formed itself, now, a giant, gaping, heart-shaped hole in its chest.

He brought out the staff and ran towards the beast, realising his only option was to fight.

It threw down its fist, an eerie glow protruding from its hand, and proceeded to open a portal of darkness in the ground. But as the shadow monsters began coming out of the ground, the boy quickly ran up the giant monster's arm to attack its head. That seemed to be the most vulnerable place.

The monster attempted to swing its arms and attack the boy, but to no avail. The boy had raised his staff and was preparing for a powerful strike. Finally, he lowered the staff in one fell swoop, just before the creature could hit him, causing the beast to teeter a bit. Sensing something was about to happen, the boy jumped off, but just as he landed, the monster steadied itself and stared at him.

He prepared himself for another attack when the staff suddenly flashed and disappeared. The boy's eyes widened, but he did not have time to be surprised as the creature brought down its fist again. He jumped back, but tripped over himself and fell down. He tried to back up, yet he couldn't find any way to escape.

His heart beat started speeding up as another portal of darkness surrounded him. Terror filled his eyes as he gazed at the giant.

–But don't be afraid.

Darkness started to engulf his body.

You hold the mightiest weapon of all.

He rolled over, attempting to crawl out, but his legs were stuck in place, and so he reached out, hoping someone would help him. However, all his reaction resulted in was the darkness spreading faster.

So don't forget:

Finding no use to keep struggling he turned over to stare at the creature, one last time.

You are the one...

Giant yellow eyes were the last things the boy saw before everything went black.

Who will open the door.

Prologue: End


AN: I really hope you all like this. It's been a passion project of mine for a while, and I keep going back to re-write sections as I find new series that I enjoy. I originally uploaded this on , like, 87 years ago.

I picked those as Sora's answers because I feel like, at the beginning of Kingdom Hearts, Sora doesn't completely understand how much he values his friends. Like, he's gone through most of his life kinda coasting by, and his goals really culminate in wanting to be better than Riku, just in a more easy-going way? He still loves his friends, but he doesn't get that yet.

There's definitely some changes to the original KH story. But nothing incredibly plot-breaking (I hope).
Gosh, and I hope people could actually tell who the princesses were ;A; Just in case (in order of appearance): Shirayuki (Akagami no Shirayukihime OR Red Haired Snow White), Tohru (Fruits Basket), three free princesses (Obviously Kairi's one of 'em, but I'm not telling who the other two are ;D), Kahoko (La Corda d'Oro), Orihime (Bleach), and Winry (Fullmetal Alchemist).
I based this chapter on walkthroughs and my own playing of the game. But I'm also going to base some things on the manga. And sorry if you were offended by my choice of weapons... But in this, the other two people he travels with, don't really believe in magic, so Sora's gonna be like the mage of the group.
I'm only actually keeping track of OP/EDs because I'm hoping to do animatics for them in the future.

Please let me know what you think or what I can do better!
Thank.
~Ari