Author's Note: To clear things, this is half OC; many of the characters are taken from an RP page. Characters like Axel and Roxas will appear in later Chapters.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts and all related media. They are the property of Disney and Square Enix.
ARRIVAL: Part I
Silence. It was a common thing in the Dark City, as it was mostly deserted. The few inhabitants who chose to stay didn't go out, as mysterious dark entities lurk the streets. They didn't know what these things were, but they have seen their ferocity, and how they won't hesitate to attack… and kill. They feared that as they rounded a corner a horde of these pitch-black creatures would be waiting for them, so many fled. Yes it was quiet, but not for long.
Somewhere on the streets, a boy stirs from being unconscious. He had silver hair that stood up at different angles, and looked no older than sixteen. The clouds; which almost all the time prevented the sun from shining down on the city, parted, and sunlight gleamed on the boy's face. He opened his eyes and rose, brushing off with his hands the dust from his dark blue shirt, his black jacket, and his blue jeans that almost reached all the way to the heel of his white sneakers.
He looked around and noticed the high buildings that surrounded him, the neon lights that were shut off, and the deafening silence.
"Where am I?" he said with curiosity as he walked onward, his eyes loitering to the buildings from time to time.
He came upon a large expanse of asphalt, almost like an intersection. A towering skyscraper stood above the scene, with a large flat screen at its facade. He stared at it with awe, as though it was a great monument.
As he approached it, he felt an ominous aura around him, and could have sworn he saw something move to his right, but he kept moving. He ascended the steps, and raised his hand to knock at the door of the building, but he was suddenly surprised to see it was open.
He went inside to find a lobby. It looked, like much of the city, abandoned, but not as much. There were couches and seats that were covered with plastic. The door to an elevator at the far end of the lobby was covered with a yellow tape that read, "OUT OF ORDER." A chandelier that was missing a few bulbs hung in the middle of the room. The front desk to his left was dusty, and the clocks behind it have stopped working. An elderly old man, dressed in a tuxedo, sat behind it. His eyes were covered by his fedora on his head. He was smoking a black cigar and was scribbling in what looked like a notebook.
The boy approached the front desk.
"Um... Excuse me? Do you know where I am?" the boy asked the man, but the man didn't nod at him, let alone acknowledge his presence.
"Hello?" the boy asked, now shouting. But still the man sat there, scribbling away. He waved his hand in front of the man's face. Slowly, the elder's writing began to slow, until his pen came to a halt. Suddenly, the man took his grip from the pen, and thrust it at the boy's arm, trying to grasp it. The boy withdrew his hand just in time. The man was still trying to grasp at the boy, his hands clawing at the air. The boy stepped back, not only because of the man's strange behavior, but it was his eyes that truly made him back away.
His eyes were yellow and beady, and stared at him as though he was staring at his soul.
The boy took several more steps back, his gaze on the man never breaking, and his on the boy. The man, who was cradling on the on his stomach, fell from the desk, rolling several feet from where the boy stood. The boy stopped stepping back, as a deafening crash resonated behind him. He looked around, and saw the chandelier laying in pieces. It was a good thing that he looked around, or else he wouldn't find about what was going on behind him. Figures started rising from the floor, ceiling and walls. He looked back at the man, and where he once lay stood a pitch black creature, with a human like structure, crooked antennae, sharp claws and blue veins that go across most of its body.
Fear started to rise in the boy. He bolted for the door, crashing through it and falling at the bottom of the steps. He quickly rose from the shards of glass and started to run. He tried to go back the way he came, but several more of these creatures appeared to bar his path. He turned around, and saw several more advancing on him. At that moment, he knew it was the end for him. He was going to die in a place he didn't know, by creatures unknown to him. One of them jumped at him, its claws bared. He closed his eyes and prayed for a swift end.
Author's Note: Nice end, huh? Don't worry, this isn't his end. If you're asking what's his name, you'll find out in the next chapter.
As a goodbye-for-now, I'll give you a riddle. "You're in a circuit race. You pass the second placer. What is your current place?" Answer is in the next chapter!