Comment: So um…here's my first story, for kingdom hearts. Um…er…I just like to say that it's just an idea and I don't know if it should continue or cut it short…depends on the reviews and peoples comments so please have fun reading it? Thank you…
Disclaimer: Um…I don't own Kingdom hearts and its characters…except my own, this story and some more along the way…
My World Your World
By: WinterdustDreams
Chapter One:
The sweat trickled off my forehead as I struggled.
The rapid movements of my hands slid across to the keyblade that had been swung away during the fight. Those nobodies, abnormal creatures with the ability to stretch and float; they took the chance to charge right at me. I ignored them for a split second, dived for the keyblade and retaliated with a sudden front flip to only swing the weapon at them.
They burst, one strike KO.
My companions to the side of me were also present. A standing talking white duck and a tall clumsy black dog. I wondered how they became my friends again…oh yeah now I remember. It's because of their king…
And then there was me.
The keyblade wielder, a brave hearted warrior whom is searching for his…friends. A male named Sora…
Sora…
Sora…
Sora…
Sora…
"Sora!"
"As if!" I burst suddenly, swinging my keyblade around at the sudden nobodies which I missed to count in the battle. They dissolved away defeated as I continued to swing, rage taking me over.
Nearby, as I went wild and started to swing the blade around rapidly regardless of some enemies there or not; my two companions glanced my way then at each other.
"Ahhh, I think Sora's been acting a bit funny…" Goofy stated perching a finger to his mouth.
Donald nodded its head, its hat flopping down. He adjusted it and crossed his arms over his chest, grunting, "Maybe it's coz he hit his head on something?"
"Ugh…maybe" Goofy agreed a sweat forming on his forehead when he saw "Sora" shouting now and whacking the keyblade at random objects. "Sora! Let's go!"
I immediately stopped, froze from my sudden rage and twisted my head. "That's Claire to you!" I growled glaring as Goofy and Donald gave me a look.
"But…Sora---isn't that ah---"
Donald burst, "---Girl's name! Are you nuts?"
I chuckled, hohoho…maybe I am going nuts because this whole thing IS nuts.
I sighed and shook my head. It was useless, these stupid heads have no idea what is really going on. To fill you in, my real name is Claire. I'm 14 years old, an average students and a female. That's right! A female.
I growled, somehow I ended up in the game I played last night and somehow everyone has replaced me with Sora. Now I'm the keyblade wielder going on a huge journey to save his friends and stuff…
Oh boy, isn't this a dream?
Well it can't be helped. Because I know these nobodies sure take a kick at you---I'm lucky I have some abilities of Sora but then again…I wondered what the real Sora was and what he was doing.
Sighing deeply again I begun to walk with the two trailing after me; afraid I would rage at them suddenly.
I'm gonna go nuts if I stay here any longer…
Meanwhile.
"Wa….whhhaaa?"
"You heard me, hurry up and wear your uniform, Claire!" said the lady wearing an apron. She glared at her daughter whom was at the wall trying to sink into it her eyes large and unsure. "You're going to be late for school if you don't come"
"But…but ma'am---I'm"
"I'm your mother! Don't ma'am me, young lady!" the woman burst hands on hip.
"But---but my name is Sora! I'm not a girl!" Sora burst unsure of what to comprehend. "I'm on a journey to look for Riku! Why---who are you?"
The woman burst again, "you are Claire you, stupid girl! NOW HURRY UP---get dressed, go downstairs and eat breakfast and hurry to school"
And with that, the woman left the room leaving the girl—boy to himself. Sora sat up right, scratching his head and puzzled; took another look around. It was a room, a plain messy room. There were many papers on the desk, and weird things. Clothes were tossed carelessly onto a chair to his side, one of them being the uniform consisting of a plain yellow t-shirt and brown skirt. He beamed.
"A…a…a…a…SKIRT? You have got to be kidding me" Sora groaned, "where am I?!"
He paused, sudden feeling funny and looked down at his clothes. With a sudden jerk he stood and panicked.
"Why am I wearing a skirt?!"
Sighing the tired boy looked out the window, a cross of houses sat and a long stretch gray road ran through to slipt the houses apart. Fences lined to section the houses also, a dog ran by with its owner trying to catch it. Sora's mouth twitched, a sudden pan that reminded him of home and some other world he had no clue to. He sighed again, where was everyone? Hadn't he just been attacked by the nobodies a second ago? How'd he ended up here? And what where the others doing?
"Claire! You're not coming down!"
Sora paused, "um…Okay?" he cried back confused.
He took the time and reflected what was going on again. He only closed his eyes a second just as the battle started and here he was in this room, wearing a white skirt with a woman just 'downstairs?' and asking him to put on a uniform for school also calling him 'Claire'?
"No, this can't be right? But it feels so real…" he commented as he shrugged his shoulders, "but then how?"
"Claire!"
"Um…yes coming?"
Sighing in defeat, Sora turned to look at the uniform lying peaceful and mentally screamed in his mind, his hands raised to ruffling his head.
There's no way this could be happening?! What kind of sick world is this?!
Comment: Well I think I'll…stop here…um was it good? Is it bad? Do I need to fix anything? Please let me know and if you want to add some ideas---like an extra character in the story. So far I think I'll only take characters for the Sora side…where he has to attend school and all, though I might change it; please let me know. Thank you…