Title: Ambassadors From Nowhere
Description: Faced with the grim discovery that Kingdom Hearts will require far more hearts then previously estimated, Xemnas takes drastic measures to counteract the unanticipated obstacle–by both expanding the Organization's ranks and seeking new hunting grounds to harvest hearts. There are countless worlds just beyond where a Gummi Ship can take you–the only question is, are the Organization XIII's newest recruits ready for what demons they will encounter?
...And will the demons be ready for them?
Disclaimer: I own neither Soul Eater nor Kingdom Hearts.
Chapter: Prologue - "Ominous Arrival" (This is so not cool)
Announcement: Hey guys. Just a little Soul Eater/KH fic I drafted for fun here. Yes, the Newbodys will be in it, and yes, this is separate from R:R:R. I just needed to ditch that and start fresh, at least for now.
Morning. The first rays of cold early light crept over the land, cold, and carrying a feeling of groggy, vulnerable peace–rare and appreciative—over rolling hills of lush green, sparkling with the residual dew of the previous night, blanketing everything with a restful embrace. The wind was drifting idly, an empty, watchful breeze, barely noticeable but for the occasional murmur. The silence was comforting, leaving a tense, but satisfied backdrop to all that transpired.
Then came a flash of light, so brilliant it blotted out all else, followed immediately by a vortex of inky blackness welling up from out of thin air. Smoky tendrils of darkness blossomed outwards and stretched to fashion a shapeless, formless entryway of shadows, leading into unfathomable darkness. The light seemed to cast colder shade, rising from it's sleepy haze to a hostile, guarded state, as the dew took in the cold, the calm blanket becoming needles of icy spite, and the wind grew panicked, whispering to those who would listen; 'leave now... this is an evil place' The silence hid, leaving only an void where it had been, which made the wind's whispers sound more like screams.
From the shadowed entrance emerged a figure clothed in a jet-black coat that hung strikingly large on their small frame. The first was followed by three more, each similarly garbed and of slightly varying heights.
The change was instantaneous. The wind faltered in it's whispering, frantic worry dissolving into mindless panic, which swirled into a demented mix of howling laughter and screeching fear, all tumbled up into violent gusts. The light grew brighter and harsher and hotter as it rose, yet the shadows retained their cold and their hostility, shrinking beneath what cast them, radiating malice and rage. The dew trickled down, settling to form tiny puddles that soaked anything they touched down to the bone. The silence was suddenly everywhere, oppressive and apathetic, full of nothing but frigid evil and emptiness.
As the figures stepped forward, there passed an unspoken agreement between them, then they each vanished in a whirl of black, grey and white with a soft whisper.
Their mission had begun.
At that exact moment, five thousand miles from that spot, a girl with mousy brown hair fashioned into pigtails, and a white-haired boy with sharp teeth both paused where they sat in the living room of their small apartment, twin pairs of eyes—predatory red and compassionate olive—turning to gaze out the window.
"Hey, you feeling that?"
"Yeah... But I haven't felt that since..."
"..."
"..."
"Man, this is so not cool..."
And there you have it. Prologue done. Just so you know, this story takes place some time after the end of Soul Eater, and in a significantly altered KH universe.