Prologue: Shadow

What, did you honestly think you could change this?

The black creature snarled, foaming at the mouth and beady yelloe eyes wide. A crippled hand lashed forward at the air as a stifled cry escaped from it's very existence. The boy with the keyblade moved closer to it, saying, "Donald! Goofy! Help me here?"

NO.. NO... You can't keep me like this! It only killed half of me... No, no!

Oh, my, rebellious little heartless you've come to be. Half is as good as all, when it ate such a pure one. Silly little pawn, you're stuck.

Laughing echoed in the heartless's head. Dizziness overcame it, and it tried to run away from the boy. A mansion was up ahead. If it could get there and hide, and not come out, maybe it could.. No. The power of the keyblade drew it near...

I HAVE TO FIGHT IT!

The heartless ran. The three came after it, weapons raised and smirks on their faces. "This is it...!" The boy yelled.

It escaped into the mansion, eyes darting back and forth. Sinking into the ground, it hoped it could stay here.

Maybe now I can... change.. back..

It fell into unconciousness, only a shadow on the ground.