A/N: Okay. First things first, I do not own Kingdom Hearts. And I would like to thank my friend, biggestfangirl, for being my beta reader for this chapter. I don't know if I'm going to be using her in the future, or if I'm going to continue. Please review and tell me what you think. I'd really appreciate it. I'm going to attempt to complete this story, and hopefully, I won't delet it.
All of a sudden she popped into existence in a dark street. Looking around at her new surroundings, with a slight unease, she began to fidget. As she turned her head to try to see where she was, her brown pony tail swayed with each turn of her head. All of a sudden a noise erupted to her right. In a normal city, it would have been easily overlooked, but this city was as silent as death; the noise was as loud as a cannon going off.
Turning, she saw the people that were chasing her. How long, she didn't know. Turning, she began to run as the sound of their footsteps drew ever nearer. A whizzing came from behind her, and a sharp object grazed her shoulder and clattered the ground, just to disappear again. Not stopping to check the damage, the girl continued to run, gripping her right shoulder and trying vainly to calm her racing pulse. To make matters worse, the sky began to cry.
A short while afterwards, a sweet melody met her ears, joyous after the silence that the world was giving off. The puddles in front of her came to life, as if it were a response to the wonderful music being played behind her. As she stopped, having no way out, she turned to face the ones that followed behind her. Two of them stopped in front of her, one holding two guns, one directed towards her, while the other pointed a lance at her troat.
"You sure have been giving us a hard time, girlie," the one with the guns stated, smiling. The one that was making the music ran up to stand next to them, his instrument poised to make more music if necessary.
"Well, then," she said, a smirk caressing her face. "Guess I'm going to make some more trouble for you, then." And with that, she bolted headlong through the blockade behind her, surprised to find out that it wasn't as solid as she had thought. She heard them cuss behind her as they had lost their quarry yet again. Even though she had a bit of a head start, it wouldn't last. Her legs screamed in protest, telling her to stop and let them rest, but she didn't want to join these people.
Continuing her run, she barely noticed where she was going until she tripped. There, standing above her, was yet another person dressed like the ones that were following her. The person gave a sly smile; something that didn't look right on their face, and that was the last thing she remembered besides a sharp, numbing pain that sent her spiralling into darkness.