Chapter also known as: The Prologue

Also known as: the stupidly and ridiculously long chapter that will make all of my other chapters look really short.

Please no flaming. Please R&R, that would make my day.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except Rix and the Observer idea. Other characters/ideas belong to their respective owners

When I was 14, my world was lost to darkness.

Kind of weird considering that only happened in movies and video games.

When it happened, I was kind of shocked. Like, completely. I was a Kingdom Hearts fan, but not one of the crazy ones; I knew everything in it was fictional. At least, I thought it was.

But, when we were attacked, and we had to defend ourselves, I was calm. I did what any sensible, level-headed person would do in that situation:

"AAAHHH HOLY SHIT! I'M GONNA DIE!"

I was currently running through the park at top speed, waving my arms crazily and yelling at the top of my lungs.

Why is that, you ask?

Because of the zillions of ant-like heartless things that were chasing me, wise ass.

You see, when I first saw one of them, I thought someone had drugged my frappuccino. So I poked it.

It bit me.

I screamed.

More appeared.

Hence the running.

So anyway, I was running and screaming, wishing I had some sort of weapon or something (not that I could, you know, fight, or anything).

But I mean, really, a giant stick to whack it with would be better than nothing, right?

I was running and screaming so much that I didn't notice the giant portal of DARKNESS AND DOOM until it was too late.

So I ran right through it.

Oops?

So now I'm sitting there, and it's so fucking dark, and I can't see shit, and a random voice pops into my head.

Yeah, I was pretty sure I was going crazy.

Rixia, chosen observer of the worlds…

"What? Observer? What the hell is that?"

…you have been chosen to keep the worlds in order. To make sure this story does not stray.

"…Yeah, that didn't explain anything…."

You know the outcome of the story of the Keybearer. You will observe him and see that the outcome stays the same.

"So, basically I'm going to stalk Sora?"

You will be able to live your life as you wish until Sora's destiny begins to unfold. Then you must keep track of him. You may not interfere except to re-right the story. You will be a shadow. A silent observer.

"So that was basically a yes, right? Oh, wait! Do I actually have to be silent for this? Cuz, um, keep dreaming. I make Yuffie look calm and boring."

I'm sure that if the creepy disembodied voice had eyes, it would have been rolling them.

This shall be your tool.

A giant book that looked like a cross between Zexion's lexicon and my history textbook randomly appeared in my hand.

Key word being "giant".

"Shit, this is heavy!"

This book will show you Sora, whenever you must check on him, as well as other people in this story. It also has important information on the worlds, its inhabitants, and the story line.

"Can I get a weapon?"

The voice didn't respond.

"I mean, I'm going into a fucking video game, with random fights everywhere! I need something to fight with!"

You are the Observer. You are not meant to fight.

"What if someone tries to rape me?"

…

"…What? I could happen! I'm attractive, aren't I?

…

"…How can I keep the story on track without a weapon? If I have to interfere, I won't be able to do shit!"

Alright. I couldn't tell if he (she? it?) was annoyed, but I think he/she/it was. You will be able to do some magic. You will be able to stop the time of others and travel through darkness to other worlds.

"Okay great! How?"

Ask the wizard, Merlin.

"Oh, that's great; I get a book and a couple spells that I don't even know yet. You are brilliant. And what is it with the stupid weapons some of us get? Sora whacks things with a giant key, Kairi has that flowery piece of shit, Zexy and I get books-"

Observer, it is time. The story won't begin for a while yet. You may find yourself a new life.

The entire room went super super brightly white and I blacked out, talk about contrast.

When I woke up, I was in a random alley way.

"Fuck, my head hurts." I rubbed my head unhappily. "Stupid voice, I bet he did it on purpose."

I looked around at the random alley way in interest. "Now, I wonder where the hell I am."

I turned around and saw a giant light up sign that said, "Traverse Town."

"I guess I'm in Traverse Town." I stared at the sign for a while before shrugging it off. If this was real, there was no point in denying it, and if I was on hard drugs, it would wear off eventually anyway.

I walked around for a while, wondering where everyone was, when I ran into something terrifying and annoying as hell.

Anyone want to guess what it was?

Your mom.

HA!

No, actually it was a shadow heartless.

Though I wish it was your mom, I'm sure she's a lovely person.

But I'm getting off topic.

"Holy hell! Come ON! I just got away from you, why do I have to deal with you here too?"

I picked up a rock I found in the general area and chucked at the weird ant thing.

"Go away! No one loves you! Shoo!"

Fortunately, I hit it in the side of its ugly head.

Unfortunately, it didn't do NOTHING! Except maybe piss it off.

Considering I had a fucking book (and no more rocks), I decided to go with my ever so effective "run away and scream for help" plan.

"OH, GODS, HELP!" I felt like a stupid damsel and distress, so I decided to change my yell slightly. "I don't want to become a fucking HEARTLESS. I have no fucking weapon! Could someone, please, either kill this stupid fucking thing or throw me a pointy stick or something?" (A/N Monty Python: What if they have a pointed stick? XD)

As I was running and yelling and swearing, I crashed into a boy about my age (maybe a year or so older). He had longish brown hair and a scar across his face.

OHmygosh, I was looking at a younger Leon!

(Please excuse my fangirl moment).

I looked up at him from my position on the ground (I had fallen on my ass). "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a sharp stick on you, would you?"

He raised an eyebrow. "No." He pulled out his (totally bad ass) gun blade. "I have this though."

I tried to raise one of my eyebrows, but ended up raising them both.

"Yeah, that would work."

I won't describe the fight because, in all honesty, it was really boring.

It went something like this:

Leon swings gunblade.

Leon hits heartless with gunblade.

Heartless disappears.

Repeat.

Not very interesting to watch.

Once all the heartless were gone he turned back to me. And looked down at me, as I was still on the ground.

"Are you okay?"

"Hm?" I looked up at him. "Oh, yes, I'm fine. My ass hurts but, hey, it was mostly my fault. Partially yours, but mostly mine."

The corner of Leon's lip twitched up slightly. Wait, only slightly? Curse Leon and his stoic nature!

"How is it my fault?" he asked.

I looked at him in disbelief. "Because you stepped right in front of me when I was clearly not paying attention, for I was too busy running for my life!"

Was that a glint of amusement I detected in his eyes? Oh, I must be very good.

He held out his hand to help me stand up, which I took appreciatively.

"What's your name?" I asked brightly, since I probably shouldn't tell him that I knew who he was. (Oh, yeah, Leon, you're in a video game, so I know a lot about you. Actually, you're in two video games, but I've only played one. I'm not crazy by the way… That would go over well).

"…It's Leon…" he said slowly.

"Cool! I'm Rixia, but I like to be called Rix. It sounds kind of like Trix, you know, the cereal? Do they have that here? But I didn't notice that they sounded like each other until someone told me that it did, because I never get to eat Trix, my mom won't buy it….I'm rambling, aren't I?"

"Kind of."

"Oh."

We both stood there slightly awkwardly.

"So did you just get here?" Leon asked, breaking the silence.

I nodded enthusiastically. "Yep!"

"Do you have a place to stay?"

"..Does the alley count?"

He rolled his eyes. "Come on. Cid can probably get you a hotel room." He started walking away, so I followed him.

"Where are you from?" Leon suddenly asked, and I smiled.

"I'm from a place called Colorado."

He blinked. "That's an odd name."

I laughed. "It means colored rocks. It was named because the mountains look purple." My smile fell as it suddenly hit me.

"Holy shit." I stopped walking and Leon looked back at me quizzically. "My entire world is gone." My family, friends – everyone I had ever known was gone.

I felt like crying, but I hated crying in front of people.

Leon looked at me sympathetically before turning around. "This way," he called, waving me over. "We're almost there."

We walked for about two more minutes. Then he randomly stopped, and I crashed into him, falling backwards onto (you guessed it) my ass.

"Ow! Motherfucker!" I scowled up at him (which had no affect whatsoever). "Warning next time, please."

He looked at me blankly before saying, "You're a total klutz, aren't you?"

"…maaaybe…."

Leon just rolled his eyes and offered his hand (again) which I took (again). We walked into some accessory shop and I saw an older blonde man behind the counter with a toothpick in his mouth. Cid.

Cool.

"Hey, Leon, who's your girlfriend?" he asked in a southern/Texan accent (I can't tell the difference, okay? T_T)

I glanced over at Leon to see his reaction. Might I possibly see the great Squall Leonhart embarrassed? Ooh, maybe even blushing?

"She's a new girl. She needs a place to stay."

Dammit. Just as expressionless as ever. Even as a teenage boy! What the fuck?

I mean, I know he lost his world and all, but so did I!

…Oh, gods, what if I became boring like Leon!

"NOOOOO!" I collapsed to my knees and shouted dramatically, causing Leon and Cid to look at me in puzzlement, surprise, and concern.

I laughed sheepishly. "Heh, did I say that out loud?" They nodded in unison, looking at me strangely. "Ph. Ignore me."

They looked at me wearily for a moment before shrugging it off.

"So, kid, what's your name?" Cid asked.

"I'm Rixia. But call me Rix."

Cid smirked (I think it was supposed to be a smile, though…) "All right, Rix. Let's get you a room."

Cid fixed me up with a hotel room. IT was pretty nice. I mean, I missed my room, but once this room was decorated, it would be awesome. After I got settled in (which didn't take very long – may I remind you that all of my possessions consisted of my clothes, and a fucking book!) I randomly remembered something.

"Hey, Cid, do you know where the wizard Merlin is?" I didn't remember; I hadn't played the first game in forever.

"Yeah, he lives over in third district," Cid replied.

"Why?" Leon asked me.

"Because the voice in my head told me to find him," I replied, grinning widely.

Their faces looked something like: O.o

"So, can you lead me there? I don't really know where third district is…" I laughed nervously; they were still staring at me. "What?"

"Nothing," Leon muttered, finally looking away. "I'll take you to Merlin's." He walked away without even waiting to see if I was following or not.

Little Leon was obnoxious.

It must have been all of the hormones….

So we walked.

Leon killed more heartless.

I yawned.

Damn, I was tired.

Finally, we reached that fancy little door with the fire and shit, and Leon did his magic thing and made a fire ball fly towards the door.

"Ha! Yes! Kill it with FIRE!" I yelled, laughing maniacally and jumping up and down. Leon looked slightly freaked out as he led me through the door, which had magically opened.

"There's Merlin's house. Good luck." With that, Leon turned and left quickly, leaving me in the creepy place that practically screamed doom and gloom.

"Hm," I looked at the random circular things that were floating in the water, trying to figure out if I would be able to make the jump or not.

Because of my sense of balance (or lack thereof), I fell into the water multiple times, and I was soaking wet by the time I finally got to the cottage/house thing.

"Hello? Wizard dude? Are you here?" I looked around the lifeless room. "Huh. Guess not."

I started looking through the random musty books that were scattered around when I heard a random "poof" some where behind me.

"AH! Holy fuck!" I spun around and found myself face to face with an old bearded guy with blue robes (Merlin).

"You almost gave me a heart attack, man."

Merlin blinked at me. "Well, I do apologize. But, may I ask, what are you doing in my house?"

I smiled at him, "The little voice in my head told me to find you."

Merlin looked shocked.

Then I remembered a small detail. "Oh, yeah, and it said something about an observer, or something.

Merlin looked shocked.

"You are the chosen Observer?"

I scratched the back of my head. "Yeah, I guess so."

"Have you trained at all?"

I was confused. "Train?"

Merlin smiled at me kindly. 'I suppose that would be why you were sent to me."

He reminded me of my grandpa.

The nice one, not the one who hates my guts.

He's a bastard.

But I'm getting off topic.

Merlin had pulled out some sort of stick. Oh, apparently it was a wand. He waved it and a big heavy book flew from a random corner of the room into his hand. He opened to a page filled with writing in a language I didn't recognize (which isn't surprising, I only knew English and a little bit of French from what I had taken in high school before my world disappeared).

"Do you know the prophecy of the Observer?" Merlin asked me, and I shook my head.

~~Page break~~

"Every world is connected," Merlin began, "But there are also multiple universes. These are not connected, except for the universe of the Observers. Every person in this universe has the power to be an Observer, though very few are actually chosen." He paused, looking at me to make sure that I understood.

"Wait, so what does the observer do?" I asked.

"Every universe has a story, or multiple stories. Some of the stories can be changed, and nothing noticeable would happen. However, a few of the stories are important, and must be kept on track. That is the job of the Observer. Which story have you been chosen for?"

"Um…"

You are to watch the Keybearer.

…Do you even realize how creepy you sound?

"Um, the disembodied voice told me I need to watch the Keybearer."

Merlin looked thoughtful. "Ah. I see." He inspected me through his spectacles (heh, inspected, spectacles – wow, I need help. Next thing, I know, I'll be making puns).

"Do you know how to summon your book yet?" Merlin asked me.

"Um, maybe? I've never actually…tried, you know?"

"Try now," Merlin responded simply.

I looked at him, surprised. "How?"

"Do you know what it looks like?" I nodded after some hesitation. "Then imagine yourself holding it."

Really? That's it? The power of imagination?

…Am I in a cheesy kid's show? Well, this is Disney. They're allowed to have some cheesiness. Especially since their mascot is a mouse.

…No, Rix! Bad Rix! No pun making! I mentally slapped myself before imagining holding the annoyingly huge book.

There was a burst of light (like when the keyblade appears, only brighter) that lit up the entire room.

"Gah! My eyes!" I screamed in pain.

Then the light faded and I was holding my book.

"Damn. This thing didn't get any lighter." I turned to the wizard, suddenly worried as I realized something. "It won't be that bright every time I summon it, will it?"

He smiled softly, "No, I don't believe so." I sighed I relief and blinked a bit, trying to get my sight back all the way.

"So what do I do with this thing?" I asked, inspecting it curiously.

"Hand it to me." I handed the book over to Merlin, who placed it on the table in the middle of the room. He opened it to the first page, which looked like a table of contents.

It had multiple sections, mainly "protagonists", "antagonists", and "supporting characters". Underneath the "supporting characters", there was a list of all of the worlds.

Underneath the "protagonists" section were the names Sora, Kairi, Riku, Goofy, Donald, King Mickey, and Roxas. Underneath the "antagonists" section were two main subsections: the Heartless and the Nobodies. Underneath the Heartless were the names Maleficent, Pete, Xehanort's heartless, and Riku, as well as "general Heartless". I decided that Riku must have been under both sections because he became a duchebag in the first game.

Underneath the Nobodies section was "general Nobodies" and "Organization XIII".

Next to each name, there was a page number. I flipped through the book to Sora's page. Shit, he had a lot of writing about him. On his pages, it was basically a play by play of everything he did in all of the games. But, what first caught my attention was the first page. It looked like a movie screen, and it showed a young, cheerful, spiky haired boy, who looked about 10 or 11 years old.

"…is that Sora?"

"Yes." Startled, I turned to look at Merlin, who was looking at me. Dammit, I really need to start noticing when I speak out loud.

"The words tell you what must happen." Merlin pointed at the page with the words, and then pointed at the screen thing. "And the picture shows you what is happening. And this page," he flipped to the end of all the words, where there was a page that looked kind of like the stats screen on the main menu, with the levels and stuff, "shows you how strong they are."

"It's like the latest in stalker technology!" I said excitedly.

Merlin laughed quietly. "We must begin your training," he said, changing the subject.

"You must learn magic. Mainly, how to stop the time of others and travel between worlds."

"Wait! Travel between worlds? Does that mean I'll be able to make portals of darkness and doom?"

"Essentially, yes."

"YAY!"

Merlin smiled at my childish antics as I jumped up and down. I finally calmed down enough to grin at him. 'Okay, let's train."