Kingdom Hearts Zero Verse
Chapter 1: Reoccurring Nightmare
A girl stands alone, as the slight breeze blows dust and dirt through the air around her. Stretching out before her is a waste land, littered with the remains of several warriors and their trusted keyblades. Keyblade masters of both light and dark lay defeated before her. She takes a few steps, looking around at all the corpses covering the ground. Finally her eyes spot a familiar face among the dead. His keyblade is stuck in the ground next to his body, her reflection showing in the side of it. She slowly kneels down and looks at the reflection of herself. Her face, as well as her clothing is covered in blood. Surrounding her is an aura, dark and cold, emanating from her body like flames of shadow. Her eyes were black, soulless and empty. In her hand her own keyblade, Shadowborn, was pulsing with dark power. She steps back horrified. She drops her weapon but the darkness around her grows and grows. Blackness soon swallows her heart as well as her body. She let's out a loud and terrible scream, filled with nothing but hate and rage.
Frost awoke suddenly in her bed, breathing heavily and sweating profusely. She looked down to see her keyblade in her right hand. Trying to calm herself down she dismissed it making it vanish in a violet flash of light. "Not again. I'm sick of having this dream!" she groaned wiping cold sweat from her forehead. She got out of bed and walked to the bathroom flipping on the light. The floor was cold against her feet but she ignored it. Staring at herself in the mirror she could see her long dark hair sticking to her face. Her ice blue eyes stared back at her as well. She turned on the faucet and splashed her face with some water before returning to her bed.
Why is this happening? Why am I having the same dream continuously? She fell back down on her bed pulling the soft sheets over herself. I'll just ask master later. If anyone can tell me, he can.She slowly closed her eyes again and after a few minutes, managed to fall asleep.
The next morning Frost awoke a little later than usual. She got dressed in her usual and favorite clothes; a sleeveless dark blue shirt and matching short shorts, black leather boots, fingerless gloves, and her personal favorite, a black, short sleeve trench coat. After she was fully dressed and ready, she made her way downstairs and through the many halls of Nightfall Castle. The halls of the castle were colored with very elaborate and ornate mixes of various shades of purple, blue, and black. Paintings of people whom Frost, despite living here all of her life and having no idea who they were, hung on the walls of every hallway. Small stands holding up valuable looking pottery also decorated the halls. As Frost descended the stairs she caught site of her master, Vexun, lord of Nightfall castle and an extremely powerful individual making his way towards the audience chamber as well. She quickly picked up her pace and caught him just before he entered.
"Good morning Frost. You look well," he said greeting her with a warm smile.
"Good morning master. I was just looking for you. There's something I'd like to talk with you about if you have the time."
He patted her on the head. "Frost you're like a daughter to me. Of course I have time. Come, we can talk in the audience chamber." He opened the large double doors and led her inside. The audience chamber was large but mostly empty save for a few statues of more unknown people lining the east and west walls as well as a large throne like setup in the very back. Vexun was dressed in very royal looking robes of violet and gold. His hair was dark like hers but much shorter. Frost followed her master to the throne and he sat down beckoning her to kneel next to him.
"So what is on your mind my dear?" he asked.
"Master I've been having a very disturbing dream lately. It's been happening every so often for the past few weeks."
Vexun rubbed his chin. "I see. What happens in this dream?"
"I'm always in this barren place. It's rocky and completely devoid of any life. There are also…dead people lying before me. They are keyblade masters like myself. Then I finally do see myself and I'm cloaked in darkness, consumed by it. I don't understand any of it. It's also beginning to effect my powers so I thought I'd let you know," Frost explained.
"I understand. Well I can certainly see how that would bother you Frost. But I think I have the answer." He sat back in his chair and folded his arms. "As you know your keyblade is not a natural one. It was created from the fragments of several others that were scavenged over the years. The energy from those weapons of light and dark gave birth to Shadowborn, a keyblade primarily possessing dark qualities, but able to utilize the power of the light to keep it in check."
"I don't get how that has anything to do with my dream master," Frost responded rather bluntly.
"The point is that those many other keyblade fragments belonged to the weapons of other keyblade masters. It's possible that some of their memories and bits of their hearts still linger within Shadowborn and are being projected to you as dreams."
Frost wrestled with the idea for a few seconds. "So I'm seeing someone else's memories?"
"Precisely. It's nothing to worry about. Now on to more pressing matters. I have a task for you my child."
"A task?"
Vexun nodded. "Yes I want you to go and pay a visit to someone. You are aware of the recent happenings involving the threat of the heartless and nobodies correct?"
"Of course. The heartless activity has decreased significantly lately. As for the nobodies they have been seen less and less since the defeat of organization XIII by the keyblade wielders Sora and Riku a few months ago," Frost answered.
"That is correct. But lately heartless activity has begun to spike once again. I would ask you to go to the ruins of Hollow Bastion. Many of Ansem's records and notes are still kept there. They may prove quite useful to me in finding out what is going on." Vexun stood up motioning for Frost to stand as well. "I need you to do this for me Frost. Will you?"
"Of course master. You can count on me," Frost eagerly answered.
"Wonderful. But Frost you must take care not to be discovered by any of the inhabitants of that world. Simply get in, get the information, and get out as fast as you can."
"Understood." Frost turned and took a few steps toward the center of the room. Summoning Shadowborn into her hand, she swiped it through the air opening a tear pulsing with darkness. It steadily grew until it was big enough for her to step through.
"Good luck Frost. I look forward to your safe return," Vexun said placing arm around her.
Frost smiled. "I will. See you soon master." She stepped through the portal just as it closed behind her.
Vexun looked up as someone entered the audience chamber. "We have a problem. Frost is beginning to remember. You said this wouldn't happen."
The stranger adjusted the glasses on his face. "I said that the chances were low. I trust you sent her like we agreed?"
"I did. Now how will you fix this?" Vexun demanded.
"It's quite simple really. All I must do is remove Frost's heart, and redo the process."
"Then get it done. Send your assistant to retrieve her heart."
"As you wish, my lord."
A peaceful beginning isn't it? I really wanted the dream scene to be vivid but at the same time leave a lot of things open.
Also the last part I wanted to do the same.
Well enjoy and please comment!