Epilog

FYI: I don't own any of this stuff other than Truff. And this takes place before Destiny Islands was destroyed and such.

Traverse Town. Third District. Not very exciting at all, but the little one occupying this given area wasn't really looking for action to knock at the door any who. Though unfortunately for him, Action didn't give a rip about what he wanted or not, so was going to break the door down and drag him outside.

Truff had a simple mind, something that is expected of a heartless, if they had a mind at all. He could talk, he could think, he could cast magic, great feats for a Rare Truffle. Alas, he wasn't one of the brightest beings on this planet, and was prone to doing things just for the heck of it. During his time in Traverse Town, no one bothered to ask him how long as he had a pathetically short attention span and awful memory, he had met the towns protectors; Leon, Yuffie, Aerith, and Cid.

Truff continued to bounce around the wide-open area, his mind drifting hazily off to somewhere else, as it often did. From what Mr. Leon had told him, he had been here for about two days… How long is a day any way? Truff shrugged it off easily, still bouncing around as his conscious settled into how he had met the town's protectors. He had been in the First District, as they called it, and no one was there. Since his sighting, about two minutes ago, everyone had run indoors and appeared to go into lock down, like they were expecting him to suddenly explode. But he hadn't thought about it, bouncing around the First District just as happily. His happy little bubble had almost been popped when a shiruiken came whizzing by and stuck into the wall behind him. He didn't know why; but that was a bad thing. The little heartless had turned to see where it had come from, blinking his yellow, lamp like eyes. There was the girl he would soon call Yuffie, and the man he would call Mr. Leon. The two of them had been told that a heartless had appeared in the First District, and had raced off to kill it at once. Though what they had found wasn't really what they were expecting. It was perhaps about 3 ft tall with a oversized yellow hat and what appeared to be an over sized dark green sweater with the heartless symbol emblazoned upon it.

The little thing of darkness just stared at them, blinking, like it was confused. Face still an emotionless mask, Leon walked forward, gun blade over his shoulder. It didn't run, just standing there and looking up at him as he stopped and towered over it. Large yellow eyes were blinking up at him, the expression was clear; "…?". Something tugged at him not to kill it, but was quickly overridden with logic; It's a heartless. That finished it. He quickly swept his sword down at it- and missed.

Truff's yellow eyes had grown huge with panic and he had dodged to the side to avoid it. The man seemed to pause, surprised, but almost immediately snapped out of it and swept the sword in a quick horizontal strike as a follow up. Truff dodged again and ran, if you could call it that. He was pathetically slow, and this running pace wouldn't have even been able to keep up with Leon simply walking.

"Eeeeyyyaaaa!" the little heartless squeaked, running under Leon's legs and out behind him, short arms flailing and eyes huge.

Well that one most certainly took him by surprise. Not that the heartless had dodged his follow up strike, but that it had said something. From his experience, heartless NEVER spoke.

Truff, however, was still panicking as his mind raced to try and comprehend why he was running and freaking out at the moment. But after a tug on the back of his sweater, he found that he wasn't going anywhere, and looked down to see the ground about two feet bellow his own feet. Leon had grabbed him by the back of his sweater, and was holding him in the air at arms length, amusement twinged as the creature still tried to run. Truff's eyes got bigger as he began to squirm around, to no avail.

By this time, Yuffie had walked over and was staring at the odd heartless with a quirked eyebrow, hands on her hips. It was still squirming madly, waving its arms around.

"Ahhh! He's gonna hurt me with his what-do-you-call-it!!!!" it squeaked, eyes still huge and body still squirming. At this, Yuffie acted out what both she and Leon were thinking; her jaw dropped. Yuffie was now staring at Leon, eyes exchanging their shock. Because of this, they were deaf to the heartless's repetitive cries of "Let me go! Leg me go!".

"You can talk?" Yuffie choked out, staring dumbfounded at the heartless still squirming. Her question had quieted it, and it looked up at her, stopping its struggles for the moment.

"… Huh?" it asked, blinking, his current dilemma forgotten at the question.

Short attention span. Yep, that was it. That was what Mr. Leon had called it. Truff stopped his bouncing and looked up at sky and the stars. There were lots of them. He blinked. Lots and LOTS of them, he had never realized how many there were. Leaning back to see more, he began to count them. He leaned back farther and farther until he lost his balance completely. Waving his little arms around franticly, he landed on his back, on the ground. But he had a better view of the stars now! He began counting again, and again, and again. After about the fifth time of losing track and starting again, one of the stars started to brighten suddenly, then fade like a flame deprived of oxygen. It disappeared, much to Truff's surprise and wonder. Oh well, he would ask Mr. Leon what happened; he always seemed to know.

A sudden moan drew Truff's attention and he sat up, rolled over, and then stood up to see who it was. It was a person, leaning against one of the walls in a sitting position. Truff had seen people like this before, Mr. Leon had said these people had their home-their world destroyed. Truff still wasn't exactly what 'home' and 'world' was, but it sounded important. He happily walked over to the person, piping up in a happy, squeaky voice, "Hello! Welcome to Traverse Town!"

The only response was another moan, and Truff stopped in front of him, leaning forward and poking him. It resulted in a sudden jerk, but it didn't take long for Truff to recover and reach out his stubby little arm again to poke him… again. Suddenly the head jerked upward and the man reached out to bite Truff's 'hand'. He squeaked in fright and pulled back quickly, turning around and running away. This hadn't been the first time this had happened, people had attacked him before after they woke up and recognized the symbol emblazoned on his chest. These sort of confrontations usually resulted in; 1) Truff teleporting to a different place, 2) Truff casting Stopera and running for dear life, or 3) Mr. Leon, Yuffie, or Aerith saving him. As panic engulfed the heartless's mind, he was terrified even more to hear the man behind him get up and start after him. He walked jerkily and didn't act the way most people did. Truff didn't know this person was some undead that saw him as food; he had never seen a dead person before.

"EEEYYYYAAAA!!!" he yelled, still running at his pathetically slow pace, looking back with large eyes that only got bigger as he saw the man was gaining on him. Going as fast as possible, which was still very slow, Truff tripped on his overly large sweated and crashed to the ground. After picking himself up and rolling over, his eyes grew even bigger and he began to wave his arms around madly in utter panic.

"AHHHH!!! HE'S GONNA EAT ME!!!!" Truff yelled, the dead man almost towering over him now.

TBC

All right folks, I am in need of help. I am going to make this into a crossover, but I need to know what to crossover WITH, or to not keep it as a crossover. But I want to make it a crossover… Soo… Some help deciding would really be appreciated. I was thinking Devil May Cry… But that's just me. I need help with this if I'm going to make the next chapter!