Disclaimer: I own nothing Kingdom Hearts, Shadow Hearts or anything from anything mentioned. The five OC's however, are mine. Mine I say!

Chapter One

It was just a normal boring day in my home. That's how it all started. There was no large flash of light like you see in movies; there was no epic battle; it was just a normal boring day. I was sitting at my computer, minding my own business, all prepped up to go out with a couple of my friends. I was wearing tight denim blue jeans, black biker boots, a white T-shirt and my dark brown hair was pulled back into a French braid. I never put on make-up, I hate hiding my eyes. They are a perfect shade of brown: not too light or dark.

Of course I was also wearing a special bracelet I received from my late father. It is a white gold band with thin grooves filled with emerald and sapphire colors intertwining throughout the band. It is a very precious item to me. It never left my wrist.

So there I was waiting for my friends to come over when my mother popped her head in. "Samantha, get down here! There is someone here for you!" I remember I could barely contain my laughter as I took notice of the flour that was covering her from head to toe. God, that woman cannot cook!

Where are my manners? My name is Samantha. I am 5'9", am 16 years old, slender body, and I absolutely love video games and vampires. I live with my mom in a nice apartment in Ohio, USA. It isn't really that bad. We actually got a good deal on a nice building. Today I was supposed to meet four friends of mine. They were coming to pick me up so we could see this new vampire movie. All five of us are vampire fanatics and huge video game fanatics.

'Finally!' I thought, thinking that she was speaking about the guys. 'I'd thought they would never be here.' I grabbed my favorite black leather jacket and ran down the hall only to find that the person waiting for me was not any one of my friends. I stood in the doorway, staring wide-eyed at the stranger sitting on the couch in the living room. I'll never forget what he looked like, as at that moment my life went straight to hell. Waist long silver hair, slightly tanned skin, a long black and gray trench coat over a white toga-like shirt that exposed his chest, which was covered by a strange, but familiar looking heart symbol, black pants and knee high polished black boots. His orange eyes hypnotized me. I couldn't stop staring at them. It scared the hell out of me

"Honey, it's about time. You spend way too much time on that old computer of yours." My mother had just walked in from the kitchen; her pink apron covered in even more flour than before. The hilarity of the sight broke the trance the man's eyes had on me and I chuckled, despite her glare. "This gentleman was asking for you. Do you know him? He said his name was, what was it? Ah yes, Ansem."

Upon hearing that name I screamed out in shock "WHAT THE HELL!!!!!" Shocking and confusing both my mother and the strange guest. Blushing from embarrassment, I quickly muttered an apology and rushed back to my room, slammed and locked the door.

I was hyperventilating at that time. Now I knew where I had seen that symbol. 'Ansem, it can't be, no way, this can't be real!' I ran over to my playstation 2. Like I said before, I am a huge video game fanatic. My favorites are mainly Final Fantasy but one I've recently beaten was an awesome game called Kingdom Hearts. I mainly like the battle system, though I think the story line kind of sucks. I won't go into the details about it, I am very bad at explaining things like that, but the bad guy in the game was a man called Ansem.

I picked up my manual of Kingdom Hearts and flipped through it. 'Oh my god.' There he was, the exact same look, the exact same name. If I was correct then the man in my living room was either some wannabe video game freak or I had a very big problem on my hands I dropped my book as my hands were shaking too badly to hold it.

'Oh my god, he's here! How can this be? There is no way-wait a minute, what if he brought heartless here!' All the logic in my mind had completely shut off. I was frantic. I picked up the book and stuffed it in my jacket. Rushing to my window, I climbed down the fire escape.

'If this is the same guy,' I thought 'then I have to warn my friends and stop him somehow.' Logic had taken a vacation. I just hoped at the time that they would believe me. Rushing down the street, I almost ran right into the four friends I promised to meet.

All four are guys, my closest pals. The tallest is Dwayne at 6'2". My age; muscular; long dark brown hair; dark brown eyes; and very handsome. He's part Mexican and part Sioux. He's a bit of a loner by nature and doesn't speak much but he's a real softie. Like me he enjoys Final Fantasy games and other RPG. Around his neck was a golden locket that contained a picture of his mother. He never removed it. We all have our own little keepsake. He was wearing his black jacket, no shirt, blue jeans and his old tennis shoes.

The oldest was Nicholas at 19. He's 5'10"; short dark hair; blue eyes; rock star looks; kind of thin. An idiot and almost never serious, almost everything has some sort of sex appeal. He likes playing skateboarding video games like Tony Hawk and that junk. He was wearing really tight white jeans, a tight muscle shirt, tuxedo jacket with coattails, tennis shoes and his special ruby ring from his father. A silver band with the ruby imbedded in it like one of those class rings.

The third was John. Short, curly blonde hair; brown eyes; boyish good looks; slender, like me; my age and height and a sweetheart. He's shy pretty much all of the time but he can be quite ferocious when threatened. He prefers military games. His special keepsake is a diamond earring he wears in his left ear. He was wearing jeans, boots, a gray Metallica shirt and a brown leather jacket.

The fourth is David. 5'9"; muscular; 17; spiky white blonde hair; light blue eyes and he has pretty boy looks. He's somewhat cocky but an alright guy. He sees himself as a leader. He likes military games and blowing things up. He was wearing a black leather trench coat, boots, tight jeans and a black t-shirt. His keepsake is a silver medallion. It's some sort of old currency he got from his grandfather.

Barely avoiding a collision with John I collapsed to the ground on my knees, panting. Can you blame me? I was practically running for my life. Nick chuckles at me and gives me one of his idiotic grins. Normally I would hit him for that but I was so relieved that I didn't care.

"Hey girly! What's the rush? I thought we were coming to pick you up, not the other way around. Guess ya couldn't resist me huh?" He made a stupid pose and Dwayne slapped him upside his head. I didn't answer, I was too out of breath. Frantically I tried to talk but I couldn't form a coherent sentence. David's eyes widened at my distress and he kneeled down beside me.

"Sam! What's wrong? Breathe girl!" His words alerted the others who soon mirrored David's expression. I took a few deep breaths and quickly stood, nearly knocking David to the ground. I grabbed the nearest guy, who happed to be Nick, and pulled him along as I started to run again. Nick pulled away, confused but I still ran.

"Come on! We need to go to Nick's place!" This confused the guys. "Why?" Dwayne asked. "Because it's closer!" And I took off. Out of the corner of my eye I saw them shrug at one another and follow me.

Moments later we piled into Nick's small, messy room. Nick and John plopped down on Nick's unmade bed; Dwayne leaned on the opposite wall next to David. Nick lives with his drunken mother in a small apartment about a block away from mine. His father divorced his mother but was killed by a gang shooting before he was able to take custody of Nick. Once we were all in I closed the door and covered the windows. Then I started to pace around, a nervous wreck. I could tell I was really starting to worry the guys. I was muttering to myself and my eyes were wide and frightened. I probably looked like a scared deer.

Finally David walked over and put his hands on my shoulders. "Sami, what's worrying you so badly?" John nodded in agreement. "Yeah, whatever it is, we can help you. Talk to us sis." I nodded and pushed David gently off me and stood in the center of the room. John calling me sis helped to calm me somewhat. I loved that nickname.

"Okay. Listen to me. You guys are going to find this hard to believe but it is the truth. We are all in huge danger." Nick stood suddenly, interrupting me. "Whatever it is, I didn't do it!"

I growled and pushed him back down. "Not from you moron. It's a much bigger problem than whatever you did." For the next five minutes or something like that I explained about what had gone on in my home and who the man in my living room was. I tried to get them to understand that we were all in some serious trouble and we needed to stop the destruction of our home. How I did it all in one breath I will never know.

When I finished I glanced at each of the guys for their reaction. It was not what I hoped, but also definitely not what I had expected. I could tell they didn't believe me but the way they looked at me was worse. It was pity. 'Oh god. They cannot think…' David confirmed my suspicions by wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

"Sam, we are your friends. You can count on us to be there for you. You don't need to make up stories. We know your dad died not too long ago but-" I slapped him arm away violently and he went silent, looking at me shocked. The other's expressions went from pity to fear. I don't blame them, I was angry as hell and I know I was showing it. I should have known this would have come up but I was too mad. David had no right to bring that up.

You see, a month ago my father, whom I was very close to, was killed in a car accident. Some drunk 15 year old decided to take a joy ride and he hit my father. Both were killed on impact. I was miserable, hell I'm still miserable but my friends have been a great support for me. It's why we are so close, we support each other. The keepsakes we have are from family members we've lost. Dwayne's locket is from his mother who died when he was seven. His dad ever since has beaten him until he was arrested a short time ago. Nick's ring was from his father. John's earring was from his baby sister Sara.

John's earring is very special. His parents were drug addicts. They would threaten their children into not ratting them out. They were especially hard on poor Sara. Combine daily beatings with doses of drugs, they eventually killed her. She gave her brother the earring the day before she died. "To remember her by." She said. They both knew she was going to die. John and Sara are (were in Sara's case) psychic. They have visions of the future. They really do. They are cryptic though and kind of confusing. John even predicted my father would die.

But right then I was as mad as hell. David had no right talking to me like that! Our world was in danger and they were all acting like asses!

"I can't believe you! How dare you! How dare you think that I'd do something like that! You assholes!" They look on in shock but I continue on my tirade. "Fine then! At least I'll have the satisfaction of knowing that I did something to try and help while you dumb-asses just sat around and let the world end!"

With that I wrenched open the door and was about to storm out when Dwayne reached over and grabbed my arm. I was so shocked by the gentleness that I didn't push him away. I wouldn't have done it anyway. Dwayne's always been my favorite out of the guys. We're the smarter part of the team.

"Wait. Sam, I'm sorry about what David said, well, what we all said. David just spoke our thoughts. Please, don't storm out on us. But you have to admit, your story is a little out there."

I nodded. I wanted them to believe me but I had a problem. How was I going to prove all I said to them? I sighed and crossed my arms. Then an idea hit me: the manual! I quickly reached into my jacket. I would show them a picture of Ansem and bring them over to my house. Then they would see. But when I pulled it from my jacket my triumphant smile turned into a jaw dropped in shock. All I could do was stare unbelievingly at the game manual in my hands. I don't know how it happened. The cover, which used to have a lovely picture of several of the game characters, was now completely blank.

Will update ASAP. Bye! Please review be it good or bad. I accept all! But if it is bad, please give commets on how I can improve, please and thank you. Sorry about taking so long. Damn school!