Date: 28-10-07
Notes: It's been ages since writing a KH story but I think my obsession with it has proved enough for me to get into their heads a bit so I can write their characters. It may seem a bit confusing at first, but please bear with me and I'll make it clearer as the story progresses.
And this has nothing to do with the show, Dancing with the Stars.
Names may seem weird, but they are essential to the story (on my part) and are Sanskrit, mostly. The exception is Ven, for whom I could not find a corresponding name.
Tenses switch back and forth in this chapter only. Don't worry—it won't be this confusing next time, I swear.
AUish, I think, since it all takes place in Twilight Town—I like it so much better than Destiny Islands. Everyone is a year older, and focuses mainly on Sora/Kairi/Riku, and some Organization members may appear, though I'm not sure yet. Pretty sure of having Namine back, and Roxas too.
Pairings are very uncertain; suggestions? I'm not sure if I want to write SoraKairi for those fans or a RikuSora one for those fans. I'm very open; please help me decide.
And one more thing: the little blue button at the bottom of the story? Yeah. That's your friend.
CHAPTER ONE
Open up your wings and soar into the sky
While following countless lights
More than any distant star that brightly glitters
My memories with you are beautiful
"Kairi…do you ever think where we'd be if we hadn't beaten them?"
"What do you mean?"
Everything had ended. There were no more wars, no more fighting; only peace ruled over the quiet town of twilight. Ever since the Keybearer had returned to the world of light there had been a strange absence of Heartless and Nobodies—but it was a good strange. Nobody minded not having them around, and things were finally back to the way they should have been.
"Like, if I'd never confronted Xemnas…would we all still be here?"
"I don't think we would—at least, not like this."
"Where would we be, then?"
"Apart, probably…but we'd always be together in our hearts. I know that."
A smile. "You're right. I should have known you'd say that."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
Back…like things were before the worlds became connected. Now, with the links destroyed, things could finally be at peace. Though they missed their friends dearly, they knew it was for the better and they could always think of them to remember the times together. That was sufficient enough for them.
"It's a compliment, Kairi. It means you're always thinking of us—that's what friends are for, right?"
"I guess so." She laughs. "But…Sora?"
"Yeah?"
"…Don't ever leave us again."
"I won't."
"Promise?"
They link pinkies.
"Promise."
To restore peace to the worlds they had to give something up—their friends. But they weren't gone forever. They stayed in their hearts, memories, never-fading as they continued their lives after everything was over.
"Are you sure he's here?"
"Why else would we feel it?"
"You've been wrong before."
"I realize that. Do not remind me again."
"What, you mean of the time when you—"
"Enough." The stern voice quiets the other immediately.
"Yes." His voice is soft now, knowing the consequences.
Elsewhere, a shadow would grow in the distance—a looming cloud reaching toward the peace and threatening to destroy everything the people had come to know of warless times. They wanted that power—the power that held everything together, and they knew what they had to do to get it.
"Send for your sister. We have little time left before it closes off completely. We have one chance. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
"Then do not fail me."
"I won't."
"You had better not."
They knew they would have to hurt others—thought it was not desirable, they would stop at very little to get it. Do not think they are heartless—or Nobodies, for that matter—but are seeking personal gain for a different reason, not for ruling over the worlds or plunging the world into darkness.
A flash of light—he is gone. The older figure is left standing alone, staring out over the growing waves. They are restless—wanting power. Just like them. But now was not the time. A sigh.
"I can only hope we succeed this time."
"You're being too hard on yourself. Don't worry. I promise: things won't turn out the way they did last time."
Another sigh. "I hope you are right."
"Please. Come back—we can all leave together."
"Is everyone else ready?"
"We've been ready for years. All we need now is you." She is silent before opening her mouth again, though closes it, rethinking her words. "Ahjit—please."
"Fine." His coat swishes as he turns his back to the water, thoughts broken as he follows her down the cliff to where eleven other figures wait, eager expressions on many of their faces. They want something and are more than willing to rush into it. Others are more rational, wanting to take it slowly.
They were lost—trapped, here, on earth, with little reason to live other than the hope of regaining their powers to return to where they belonged.
He comes to the head of the circle, scanning each of them, looking for any traces of unwillingness or betrayal. His words resonate in the empty field as, one by one, they disappear—vanishing to their destination where they hope to attain their prize.
"We will not fail."
See, there's that blue button, right below here. Remember: it's your friend. :D