A/N: Rated M for violence and strong language.

This is a Kingdom Hearts - Labyrinth parody. I followed the scripts of the originals as close as I could. My intent was only to tell them from the character's point of view, as well as twist them to serve my purpose. For a list of all of the stories used, continue reading this Author's note. If you wish it to be a surprise, then please skip this note and continue with the story.

Lalala, pointless words meant to fill up space, Einstein invented fanfiction.

Stories: Labyrinth - Resident Evil 4 - Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess - Wicked: The Musical - Rent: The Musical - Cinderella

There you have it so happy reading!

Roxas consulted his homework grumpily. He leaned his back against the railing of the bridge he was occupying, a small stretch of wood arched across a small pond embellished with small flowers. Everything in the park seemed rather tiny, which probably made it cuter and more appealing, he supposed. It wasn't helping Roxas' mood one bit.

"Through dangers untold and hardships unnumbered, I have fought my way here," he muttered aloud, trying to focus on the tiny print in the book he had selected for his report. What a moron he'd been to stalk into the library, snatch the first book out of the fiction section he saw, and decide to report on it. Roxas hadn't consulted the title, the blurb, not even its ratty appearance until AFTER the library assistant had checked him out.

"Good book," Zexion had said, stamping it with little to no enthusiasm. "Don't forget to read between the lines." Roxas had rolled his eyes at his strange idiom and thrown the book carelessly into his backpack.

Roxas continued on with the book, reading aloud in a dull manner, even as his cellphone began to vibrate. "To the castle beyond the goblin city, to take back the child you have stolen. For my will is as strong as yours, and my kingdom is as great- hello?"

"What are you doing?" came a familiar voice over the line. Roxas rolled his eyes, taking his attention off the book and turning to lean his front against the rail. His hand bobbed up and down as he spoke, desiring to drop the book and feed it to the ducks below.

"What's up, Axel? I'm busy," he replied shortly. Roxas already knew what Axel would be asking, and he would rather not hear it. Axel knew Roxas was busy with homework, how dare he torture him with his ideas of fun, or with another of his 'nearly-asking-for-a-date-but-it-could-never-actually-happen' invitations.

"Wanna go to the fair tonight? Jimmy Eat World is going to be in the grandstand. I'll even pay!" Axel offered.

Roxas rolled his eyes again. Geeze, he was going to make himself dizzy soon. "Thanks, but no thanks. I have a ton of homework," he reminded him. It wasn't a ton, but reading an entire book and writing a three page report that was due tomorrow morning was enough to keep him in for the night. "Besides, Sora is sick and I told my step mom I'd-"

Their conversation was rudely interrupted by the nearby church blaring its hourly bell. "Shit!" Roxas exclaimed, glancing at his watch. He hung up on Axel rather abruptly and snatched up his backpack.

"Damnit, I don't believe it! Its seven o'clock!" he cursed to himself, cutting through the rose garden in the park and hardly waiting for the walk signal at the end of the sidewalk. He felt a drop of water splat defiantly on his forehead and groaned. It wasn't long before the first sheet of rain dumped on him as he ran headlong for home.

His stepmother was waiting on the front porch as Roxas squelched his way up the driveway. Her blonde hair was slicked back with those wild antenna pieces jutting out at odd angles. Roxas had always thought her hairstyle was stupid, but he had only dared mutter that behind her back quietly.

Larxene glared at her stepson as he stopped on the steps. "Is it too difficult for you to keep track of time? I TOLD you to be home at six, and that you weren't going anywhere tonight!"

"You're being unfair!" Roxas argued with her.

"Oh, really!" She replied in defense. Roxas didn't move. He felt the necessary urge to tell her off start to bubble inside of him.

"Well don't stand there in the rain," she snapped, and Roxas bolted up the stairs past her. 'Straight to my room, straight to my room,' is all he could think of.

"Roxas, you're an hour late," Larxene reminded him, blocking the passage to the stairs.

"I said I'm sorry," he replied. He hadn't, and he wouldn't, but anything to get her off his back.

"Your father and I go out very rarely-" Larxene began in a scolding tone.

"You go out every weekend!" Roxas protested, ducking under her arm to scamper up the stairs.

"I asked you to take care of Sora, only if it wouldn't interfere with your plans!" Larxene called up the stairs at Roxas' retreating back.

Roxas turned around, fists clenched. What was she lying to herself about, now? "You didn't even ask what my plans are!" He hadn't had any, but he would have! He would have with Axel!

Larxene narrowed her eyes. "I assume you'd tell me if you had a date. You should have dates at your age," she commented, as if it were completely normal.

Roxas felt offended, mouth hanging open slightly. Yeah. Yeah he WOULD'VE had a date. Well, it wouldn't have really been a date, but it would have been hanging out with Axel and…geeze! Why did she have to go and ruin his almost plans AGAIN?!

Roxas turned and ran directly into his father. His face looked mildly concerned. "We were worried about you," he started, but Roxas pushed past him. "I can't do anything right," Roxas retorted in a grossly sarcastic tone before storming into his room and slamming the door.

Larxene huffed angrily. "He treats me like a wicked stepmother," she said bitterly, snatching up her purse.

Father rolled his eyes. Now we know where Roxas got his habit. "I'll talk to him," he said with a little sigh, heading up the stairs.

Roxas had sat down at his desk and spilled the contents of his backpack onto it. He shoved one of the earbuds of his ipod into his ear and pushed play. The earbud started sporadically in the middle of "Ring of Fire" by Johnny Cash. Roxas flipped open the book he had been trying to finish.

"Through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered," he stared in an overly loud, annoyed tone. He hardly heard the knock on his door.

"Roxas? Could I talk to you?" Father's muffled voice hit his ears.

"There's nothing to talk about!" Roxas shouted back. 'Your wife is a controlling witch and that's really all there is to it.' "You better hurry or you'll be late!"

"Sora already ate and I think he's asleep, but if he needs something, you need to get it for him! We'll be home around midnight!" Father said through the door, and Roxas didn't hear his steps as he left.

Roxas growled as the headlights of the car flashed past his window, indicating his stepmother and father had left. "Oh yeah, you really wanted to talk to me. You were practically breaking down the door," he growled.

Roxas tried to concentrate on his book, but he found it extremely hard. Axel at the fair, riding the ferris wheel with Axel, fair scones and corndogs. Roxas slammed the book down on the desk and tore his headphones out. He could have been out having FUN right now!

Roxas gave up on the book and absently got up from his desk. Upon sitting down on his bed, he noticed his pillow was missing.

"Someone had been in my room? Ugh, I hate that!" If father or evil Larxene took his pillow and gave it to Sora, he would slaughter them. Like he needed to get sick RIGHT before midterms!

Roxas threw open his door and was not in the least bit quiet about barging into his brother's room. Sora woke with a start, and immediately started coughing.

There was Roxas' pillow. Right underneath Sora's coughing face. WHY?! Roxas rubbed his own face exasperated.

"What are you using my pillow for? That's disgusting!"

Sora looked like he had tried to say words, but hacking and sniffling was all that came out.

"Ew! Gross, Sora! You ruined my plans tonight, you know that?" Roxas wasn't quite sure why he was yelling at his brother.

"Roxas, can you get me-" Sora choked out, but Roxas slammed the bedroom door behind him. Why should he have to take care of Sora? Sora should be able to take care of himself. Obviously, Roxas had a lot to do, too! Why is it that what HE wanted never mattered? Sora was always the goody goody, the favorite, who never did anything wrong. Roxas stormed into his own room and flipped open his notebook, snatching up a thick, red sharpie.

"The story I read was about this really awesome guy, who's stepmother made him stay home with his brother when he could have been out having fun at the FAIR!" he started to write, the sloppiness in his penmanship reflecting his frustration. "The brother was a spoiled child and always got what he wanted, and the boy was practically a slave! No one knew that the…the…" What was the stupid evil king in the story he was reading? "The Goblin King had fallen in love with him, and gave him certain powers. So one night, when his brother had been particularly demanding-" Roxas could hear Sora coughing in the next room, calling for him between sniffles. "-he asked the goblins for help."

Roxas stared at the nonsense on his paper. What a load of stupid crap. The book was stupid crap, and Sora was being stupid and crappy. The whole night and day was being the stupidest, hugest piece of crap ever to have existed.

Roxas looked at the shabby book on his desk. He wasn't sure why, but his hand gravitated towards it. He flipped to a random page. Everything in it seemed so made up and lame. "Whatever, the King would take the kid and keep him in his castle. Turn him into a goblin." Roxas laughed, imagining Sora as a goblin. He wasn't even sure what goblins looked like, but he assumed they were ugly and weird.

Roxas flopped onto his bed. "Yeah, and the guy suffered in silence until one night, when he was tired of his homework, and hurt by the words of his stepmother, and he could no longer stand it-"

"Roxas!" Sora called, followed by a choking cough. Roxas once again rolled his eyes. "FINE! I'M COMING!" he called back, stalking over to Sora's room moodily.

Roxas entered Sora's room. "What?" he asked sharply. Sora didn't even notice he was irritated. "Can you get me some water?" he asked.

"Yeah, yeah," Roxas obliged, heading across the hall to the bathroom. He though he saw something scurry across the hall out of the corner of his eye. Probably his imagination.

Roxas pulled a disposable cup out from under the sink. He heard the rustle of the shower curtain and turned around. Uh…okay.

Roxas brooded as he filled the cup with water. "Yeah, right. Magical words or whatever to whisk people away. Like I could just get rid of Sora for tonight with a little "I wish the goblins would come take you away right now." Stupid." He turned off the water and walked back to Sora's room.

Roxas looked curiously at the door. He hadn't closed it behind him. Roxas pushed the door open, and was stunned by the silence. Geeze, why did Sora ask for water if he'd already stopped coughing?

"Sora?" Roxas asked. He didn't remember turning the light off, either. Roxas reached down to flip the switch. Nothing happened. He looked over at Sora's still form lying on his bed in the dim light the moon provided through the window.

Wait, still form? "SORA?!" Roxas asked, dropping the cup. Was Sora? Did he…? Did he DIE? He hadn't been THAT sick!

"Sora?" Roxas asked, slightly more panicked, flipping back the covers to reveal an empty bed. He'd gotten up and left? But, he had been so sick! Roxas grabbed a fistful of his hair and bit his lip, eyes darting about the room.

"SORA!" Roxas called out the bedroom door. Maybe he went downstairs? The only answer was a rustle from behind him. He whipped around quickly, but nothing was there. Was he hearing things? Roxas looked back out the bedroom door.

Another rustle from behind him. If he was hiding just to scare Roxas for being a jerk, then he was going to get it so bad. Roxas flipped his head around. When did the window get open?

Lightening flashed rather suddenly, illuminating the dark room and the figure that now stood in the middle of it.

Roxas raised an eyebrow, confused. "R-Riku? Where did you…what are you doing here?" His panic subsided a little at Riku's familiar face, but he still kept an alertness that for some reason he felt was necessary.

Riku pointed upwards and the light flickered on. Coincidence. "What are you doing here? No, as a matter of fact, how did you even get in here?" Roxas demanded. Did he climb in the window?! That was highly suspicious, not to mention kind of pervy.

Riku stepped closer to him and Roxas raised both his eyebrows in surprise. "What the HELL are you wearing?" He was clad in the tightest leather pants known to man, and a heavily decorated jacket to match. Tendrils of fabric trailed from his shoulders and he seemed to omit an eerie sort of glow from some undetermined part of him. His face, his hair, something?

"Is it Halloween early? What's your deal, Riku?" Roxas asked as Riku sat delicately on Sora's bed.

"Riku?" he asked, one eyebrow raised with the question. "Are you confusing me with someone else? As Goblin King, I believe I should be offended. Especially after I've helped you."

Roxas was confused. What was Riku playing at? Helped him? With what? He watched Riku tap his foot almost impatiently.

"You're…the Goblin King?" Roxas asked cautiously. Apparently Riku was in some sort of delusion right now, but if he knew where Sora went, Roxas could play along. He could call the crazy police on Riku later.

"I…want my brother back, if its all the same," Roxas said, trying to remain calm. He tried to remember how that book went. What was it? The girl had wished the baby away to the Goblin King…or something. Maybe Riku had read the book too, and decided to play a cruel joke on Roxas.

"What's said is said," Riku replied, standing up. He was taller than Roxas, and could therefore loom quite well over him.

'Said? Don't be lame, there are no magical words or anything. What does he think I am, five?' Roxas wasn't sure how to get Riku to confess to the stupid prank. If he could get him to slip up…

"I didn't mean it," Roxas replied. Whatever he had said. Well, Roxas didn't mean a lot of things he said. He hadn't meant to yell at Sora, after all. He had just been frustrated is all.

"Oh, you didn't?" Riku asked, taking a step closer to Roxas.

"C'mon Riku, where is he?" Roxas asked earnestly. Where WAS Sora? Riku must know. It was really irresponsible of him to pick right when Sora was sick to play a joke on him.

"Again with the Riku. Are you trying to offend me further?" Riku asked, turning his back on Roxas. He gazed out the open window, curtain whipping violently in the stormy wind.

"You know very well where he is," Riku replied quietly.

'What? In the castle at the middle of the Labyrinth? I'm not that stupid, Riku.' "Bring him back, he's sick you know." Sora really shouldn't be up and about. How did he even get out of bed so fast?

"C'mon-" Roxas began, but was cut off by Riku's sharp words. "Roxas, go back to your room. Do your homework, listen to your ipod, forget about Sora," he insisted. Riku glanced at Roxas over his shoulder.

"Okay, cut the act Riku, where's Sora?" Roxas was getting tired of this game.

"I've brought you a gift," Riku said, turning around. He had produced an object roughly the size of a baseball seemingly out of nowhere. Riku rolled it across the back of his hand skillfully, never dropping it. Roxas' eye followed the orb.

"What is it?" Roxas asked, slightly captivated.

"It's a crystal," Riku explained, as if this were quite obvious. "Nothing more. But if you turn it this way and look into it," he rolled the crystal ball across his fingers, "It will show you your dreams." Riku held the sphere out to Roxas. Roxas tried to get a glimpse into it before it was snatched from his sight.

"But this isn't a gift for an ordinary boy, who takes care of an annoying brother." Riku said whimsically. He paced around the room a bit, looking rather bored. He stopped and looked sideways at Roxas. "Do you want it?"

Roxas was fixated on it. He slowly reached his hand towards the crystal, almost holding his breath. What would really be inside it? He pushed back the logical part of his mind that told him it was some gag thing Riku had picked up from that new age shop downtown and was now taunting him with it.

Riku withdrew his hand slightly as Roxas' fingers inched closer. "Then forget about Sora," he commanded, as his conditions for Roxas keeping the crystal.

Roxas snapped out of it. Forget Sora? No! Riku was being stupid. "I can't. Look, you're being a jackass. Wherever Sora went he's probably passed out or something," Roxas folded his arms across his chest. Did Riku not care about Sora's well being at all? Maybe Roxas was going to have to rethink how close he was going to let Riku get to Sora. He had seemed to be getting rather close as of lately.

"Roxas, don't defy me. You're no match for me," Riku replied, sauntering over to the window. His silvery hair was jostled by the wind as he gazed out the window.

Roxas suddenly felt rather nervous. His eyes darted about the room, convinced he was seeing shapes, or creatures or, or something. He tried to tell himself it was a trick of the moonlight, or that Riku had a flashlight he was flicking around while Roxas wasn't looking.

Then he saw it. An ugly, hairy looking thing similar to a really deformed dog with old leathery skin was perched on the bedpost of Sora's bed. Roxas jumped and his eyes fell on Sora's desk, where another creature was sitting. "Ah!" he yelped in surprise. Something grabbed his pantleg and tugged. Another creature on the bookshelf. One came out from under the rug.

Roxas' body seized up in fright and he looked back at Riku, the dull glow of sunrise illuminating his tall figure.

"I need my brother back!" Roxas shouted at him. Prank over! What was going on? Where was Sora?

"He's there in my castle," Riku informed Roxas. He gestured out the window, where Roxas could see the faint shape of a castle in the distance, surrounded by a twisting maze of walls rising from the ground.

Roxas inched towards the window and Riku nervously. He wasn't aware that the room as he knew it was ceasing to exist around him. "Is that…the," What was it? He should have paid more attention to the book. Oh! "The castle beyond the Goblin City?"

Riku pushed off from the branch he was suddenly leaning against. "Turn back, Roxas. Turn back before its too late," Riku warned him. In broad daylight, Riku appeared less threatening, and his features were softer. Almost alluring.

Roxas shook his head. "I can't," he stated simply. Roxas glanced around the room and jolted a little. It was no longer a room, but a rocky hilltop. The backside, disappearing into nowhere. Before him…the Labyrinth.

"What a pity," Riku said, another bored look crossing his face. He started down the hill, and Roxas followed him, tripping slightly over the roots and loose rock.

"It doesn't look that far," Roxas replied, refusing to yeild to Riku of all people.

"Its further than you think," Riku told him, taking a turn to the left, as if he actually knew where he was going. Roxas followed him closely.

"Time is short," Riku reminded him, stopping abruptly. Roxas nearly ran into him. Riku dangled an open pocket watch in front of his face. "You have thirteen hours in which to solve the Labyrinth, before your brother becomes mine," he warned him, a smirk lighting up his face. "Such a pity," he said, gazing at Roxas' determined look.

Roxas crossed his arms defiantly, squeezing his eyes shut in an annoyed fashion. "The Labyrinth. It doesn't look that hard." Roxas opened one eye to see how Riku would react, only to find he was gone.

Roxas looked around. There was a wall directly in front of him, slightly damp and covered with moss. The wall stretched for miles to the left, and miles to the right. Roxas sighed, mildly frustrated already. Where did he even enter?

"Well…come on, feet," he said absently, turning to the right, then changing his mind and heading to the left.

Chapter two coming next week: "Into the Labyrinth: Got it Memorized?"