Author's Notes: Bah, another little drabble I did for my writing class. Yeah... That's about all I have to say. XD
Disclaimer: Don't own Sora or Kingdom Hearts, sadly. I barely own this computer.
Agrabah
WhiteLightning
Sora jumped down from the small building, landing with a thud, immediately swinging his blade to the side, destroying what he was sure was the last of the heartless. Relaxing, he put his guard down slightly and allowed his Keyblade to disappear.
Taking a look around, the boy realized he must have been in the far reaches of Agrabah. His fighting had taken him to a place he did not recognize—though, he would admit he often found it difficult to tell one area from another. All the buildings were the same off-white and sandy colours, often almost blending into the sandy ground beneath. He kicked said sand into the air, scoffing—not something he often did, to be sure. Sora couldn't help it, he hated this place—the sand, especially. It reminded him of home just enough to make him miss it, but it was also different enough for him to despise it.
Plus, Riku wasn't there.
That thought alone was enough to keep the boy going, even as more heartless appeared from a portal of darkness, and even as his Keyblade re-appeared in his hands, and he readied himself to fight.
Even as the sand blew around him, taunting him for what he has yet to regain, and he was left there, lost and alone, just one boy who never asked to be a hero.