Authors note: Hello everyone my name is KioshixKurai but for the sake of your fingers just call me Kurai. First fic I've ever posted on this site not to mention one of a highly anticipated video game.
I might have a few scenes from the actual game thrown in here and there but otherwise it'll be more of my ideas than anything else.
Otherwise enjoy and review because I like feed back.
Chapter 1: trapped hearts
'In you and I, there is a new land
Angels in flight
My sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah
Where fears and lies, melt away
Music inside
What's left of me
What's left of me now…'
The soft lulling song began to simmer within the walls of the underground castle. The walls were unbelievably white to the point where it was nearly impossible to distinguish where the wall met the floor. As far as you knew you were waking on the ceiling.
'I watched you, fast asleep
All fears mean nothing'
The haunting tune was heart felt and sorrowful, tainted with a sadness only attained by being condemned for a crime you were born to.
'My hearts a battle ground…'
The gently symphony had begun to ebb away, a gentle caress of words fading like the wind. A fading lullaby heard by all, known to none.
You shown me, how to see, that nothing is alright
In you and I, there is a new land ahead
Angels in flight
My sanctuary, my sanctuary, yeah
Where fears and lies, melt away
Music inside
What's left of me
What's left of me now.'
A single door stood against the walls of white, the black door standing one small color against the blankness. The song had completely died now, knowing that the composer would soon be visited.
Sure enough when the tune left the silence ensued only to be refilled with the sound of footfalls, multiple by the sound of it.
The door creaked open, revealing what was held within and what walked outside.
Two men stood in the doorway, standing rigidly as if the very air was a danger to them. A constant threat of defiance.
The first was dressed in crimson robes that fluttered around his form as he sauntered into the room with little care for who resided within. His face was undistinguishable due to the red bandages that wrapped the majority of his face except for his mouth and right eye that glared at the figure sitting at the white table staring back.
The second was a red haired man, an inch or so taller than the first. His hair transcended down his neck and stopped just below his shoulders. Hidden by crimson bangs was a pair of questioning green eyes. He looked slightly paler in complexion to the first man, even more so because of the nearly black robes he wore.
Before them was a single table with three chairs positioned around it as if it were a room for pleasantries. But this was not so for it's inhabitant that deemed the room a prison.
Sitting in one of the marble chairs was a girl no older than fourteen. Her hair, like many other things within the castle, was the purest white. However the faintest tint of blue seized the tips of her bangs where they fell over the right side of her face, covering one eye.
Her hair was very short, fanning out and then cut at the nape of her neck in an almost buzz cut appearance. Her visible left eye was a haunted blue, seething with unspoken resentment.
She wore a navy colored long sleeved shirt that stopped just above her navel. Overlapping that a teal colored jacket without sleeves, her long pants were teal as well and covered her feet from view. Around both her wrists were two identical blue manacles. She glared hatefully at the pair, even if she only knew one personally. Anyone who associated with him was her enemy in her eyes.
"Kiyoni." The man murmured standing barely a foot from her.
"DiZ," She sneered unable to retain the dislike from her voice as she stared up at him.
The smile the bandaged man gave her was none too friendly. "Being as you are, you know what I wish of you." he spoke coolly looking down upon her as if she were inferior. The tone itself was malevolent and demeaning.
"I can't." The girl christened Kiyoni replied turning her gaze elsewhere, scrutinizing over the man behind him. "I gave my bowl to Demyx to be cleaned, since I am not allowed to leave my quarters." She retorted.
DiZ glared loftily down at the girl either trying to determine if he should hit her or try again.
"Don't play coy with me. You can scry without that accursed bowl and you very well know it. Use the wall if you must but I want to see the wielder of the key." He ordered in a finalizing tone that threatened more than the girl wished to risk as she heaved a sigh of defeat.
She looked at the white table top and then at her shackled wrists with a vacant tare. "You must remove them." She reminded tonelessly and DiZ motioned for the man behind him to have him something which was a key.
He took one of her wrists and unbound it, seized the second and did the same until both clattered to the ground unceremoniously. Kiyoni massaged her free wrists, restore some lost circulation, a visible bruise forming on her pale skin. She stared at the table and then at the man again with hidden contempt.
"Are you going to leave?" She delayed as DiZ began to grow impatient.
"He is staying for a purpose that you will soon find out, he is to remain present for this now get on with it."
Kiyoni casted one last glance of dislike to them before returning her gaze to the table and allowing her fingers to trail over the cool surface languidly. For a moment all was silent as her eyes became unfocused and dream like. Her trailing fingers slowed to a complete stop and then the finger tips began to dip within the table itself sending water like ripples through the surface.
The top of the table seemed to liquefy at her touch and begin to swirl. DiZ leaned closer to it as it began to shimmer and glow, the girls body too, bathed in a white light. An image began to form within the stilling ripples and color began to sweep into it and add details until it became clear.
A sandy haired boy sat nonchalantly on a crate in what appeared to be an alleyway smiling and laughing about something. His eyes bright blue and joyful, free and untainted by the mysterious forces that watched him. Unknowing of the power and purpose he preserved. His hair spiked up and for a moment he turned directly into their sight as if looking at them as well and watching. However he turned away and resumed whatever else he'd been occupied doing.
"So," DiZ muttered pulling away from the table in deep thought. "Roxas is the wielder of the key. A naïve little nobody." He said his hand moving absent mindedly towards his chin just as the man behind him moved.
The darkly clothed man reached towards the girl who had begun to tremble, her eyes half opened but rolled up. Her skin had become moist with perspiration and her mouth agape. When he reached for her the air around her crackled in warning, sending a jolt of electricity through him and forcing him to pull back abruptly.
"What the hell—!" he growled his fingers smoking from where he'd tried to touch her.
DiZ contemptuously strode forward, extending his hands as the manacles he'd discarded returned at his silent command. He grabbed her wrist regardless of the snapping of her abilities and reattached them. She had been unresponsive at his touch but when the manacles returned her trembling became violent and painful forcing her out of her self induced trance and back to reality.
She slumped over nearly falling out of her chair, had the red haired man not caught her. DiZ hadn't moved to aid her knowing what she had done was purposefully meant to destroy herself. "Fool," he snarled looking briskly at her.
"I should have expected this much from you. A nobody that wished to die, what folly is that."
She glared up her hair moved away from her right side revealing a golden eye filled with hate. She'd been so close to fulfilling her wish for freedom. So close and her plan had been thwarted by the same things that had prevented her from doing so in the past.
"I am a nobody that wishes to be free." She retorted pushing herself up even when the man tried to help her she pushed him away. "Not caged for your amusement."
The tension in the air was nearly personified, and would have had it not been for the braces on her wrists. She panted from exertion, the effort it had taken as she had tried to detach her heart from her body. A task she intended to carry out if escape from this prison was not an option.
"You are far from amusement young one, I assure you. This is Axel," he motioned to the man who hadn't spoken.
"I have decided keeping you condemned to this place is unseemly and perhaps cruel." He began and Kiyoni eyed him angrily, suspiciously and unbelieving. There was no way she would believe he'd had an epiphany all of a sudden.
"I have decided we will assist each other. You help me accomplish my goal and I shall allow you your freedom." He said a crooked smile adorning his wrapped face his eye narrowed as he awaited her answer. "If you choose to accept then Axel will be at you call to aid you as well as to keep you from doing anything reckless." He explained before turning from her.
"If I find you try anything to jeopardize my plans I shall see that freedom will be a distant thought." He warned dashing all hope of eternal escape.
Kiyoni looked up at the man who gave an uncaring shrug of his masculine shoulders before following DiZ out.
"Think about what is riding on your answer." DiZ reminded before allowing the door to close behind him leaving the girl alone.
Kiyoni once more begun to stare blankly into the white room, her mind turned to new options open to her. Become a dog of this man and whatever his organization planned, help and gain her freedom. Refuse and face her days as a tool to his disposal.
He refused to return her to her natural being. As a nobody she was the other half or heart of another. Destined to return at some point but damned to this room, she might have better luck becoming a raving lunatic. Which seemed a fast approaching fate that didn't seem avoidable unless she fulfilled his wishes.
"A life for a life. Or remain trapped in this vortex and become consumed by this raging world." She stared away at blank ceiling with a distant wistful look.
"Roxas…"
Authors note: Alright now that I've introduced this character I hope to really get into the story. Axel is going to be a big part at some point I hope since we all love and feel very bad for him, knowing what happened to him in the game.