Kingdom Hearts: Future Awakening
By S.
Prologue
Fading away. To normal beings of light the phrase means very little to them. But to beings of the darkness, like Heartless and Nobodies, it means losing everything, even though they do not exist. But this feeling of fading away is how the superior being of darkness felt at the end of his final battle against the light.
Xemnas fought as hard as he could against two Keyblade Masters, but he was mortally wounded by a beam of light from the keyblade and was starting to fade away into nothingness. He was trying desperately not to fade away, but it was no use. His vision started to blacken as his body slowly faded and the last thing Xemnas saw before he was completely gone was Sora and Riku, the Keyblade Masters, the ones who had defeated him. Then there was nothing.
As soon as Xemnas faded away he started to fall deeper into the darkness. As he fell he kept wondering what went wrong and why all those years of hard work and research failed him. He continued to fall deeper into the darkness and it seemed like only hours later that he sensed that something was not right and that someone was there. So he spoke out to the darkness.
"Where am I?"
Then not long after he spoke those words an answer came to him. "You're in Kingdom Hearts."
The voice that had answered him was the voice of a child. The voice was of a small boy who sounded no more than ten years old.
"No, I can't be in Kingdom Hearts. I faded away, I'm dead." Xemnas said, his deep mysterious voice echoing through the black nothingness.
Then the boys voice echoed back giving Xemnas a reply. "Yes, you did fade away, but no, you're not dead. If you want proof open your eyes."
Xemnas opened his eyes and found himself in the same place where he thought he had died and faded away. But instead of standing he was laying on the ground, staring up at a combination of swirling gray and white. He blinked a few times before sitting up, but as soon as he tried to sit up his body began to writhe in pain.
"You should be careful; you're still not healed from when you were purified by the keyblade," the voice said.
But Xemnas continued to sit up, trying to ignore the pain. When he was sitting straight he looked around, looking for the source of the voice. "Where are you?" he asked.
His answer came to him in a matter of minutes as a figure started to walk toward him. The figure was no more than four feet tall and its form started out as nothing but an outline. Then as the figure continued to walk closer it became a solid figure that reviled the boy that had been speaking to Xemnas.
"Here I am," The boy said. "And before you ask who I am I'll just tell you. My name is King and I am the ruler of Kingdom Hearts in this time," he continued to say as he looked at Xemnas. King looked like a boy that was at the age of ten, but he was much older. The only feature showing that he was older and wiser than he looked was his gray eyes that seemed to be filled with many years of knowledge. He had short, spiky, white hair; he was about four feet two inches tall, and he wore black jeans, a white tucked in button up shirt, and no shoes.
Xemnas examined King; he knew for a fact that Kingdom Hearts had no ruler and that Kingdom Hearts was just the heart of all worlds. Could he have been wrong about the whole thing? He had no idea.
"I know how confused you are, Xehanort." King said waving his hand behind him through the air, summoning a throne out of thin air. He sat down. The throne was white with black thorns around the edges and it was about seven feet tall.
Xemnas's head snapped up when King said his human name. "You do?" He replied calmly.
"Yes. I know almost everything about you. Your human life, what you devoted your life to, and who you hated, tricked, and used back then," King said with the same aura of calm that Xemnas had.
But as Xemnas heard this, two questions came to his confused mind. "How did you get the information about me and what do you mean 'back then'?" He got to his feet forgetting about the terrible pain that had engulfed his body as soon as he got up. Xemnas then began to feel lightheaded and started to fall backwards, but was then caught by a chair that had materialized out of the air.
"To answer your first question, all the information I have is from a good friend of mine. Ever since she was small she was fascinated by Organization Thirteen and its leader. Let's just say you were one of the reasons that inspired her to become partly what she is today. As for your second question, it has been thirty-five years since your so-called death." King stopped speaking so Xemnas could take everything in.
Thirty-five years? I died thirty- five years ago? But I'm right here. On second thought this could work to an advantage. I could use this opportunity to continue some of my work. But I'll lay low for now.
"That can't be possible. If I died then how can I be here?" Xemnas asked mostly to himself then to King. But King answered anyway.
"To tell you the truth, Kingdom Hearts brought you back to life with some help from me."
Fantastic.
"Why?" Xemnas asked looking at King for an answer that would work for his benefit.
King sighed and shook his head; he was going to have to tell him everything before his friend got to. "Ok, here's the reason." King sighed again then continued with his explanation. "The King of Light, who you would know as Sora, one of the Keyblade Masters that defeated you and the whole Kingdom of Light, wants to capture me, kill me, and seal Kingdom Hearts so no one can use it. My friend has been fighting for most of her life partly to protect me and Kingdom Hearts from them. She and her team are the main line of defense for the Kingdom of Darkness and I fear that they may start losing members of their team. So that is why Kingdom Hearts and I brought you back to life. So you can help."
After that explanation Xemnas started to understand a little but was just fine with being alive again and this whole explanation was a great way of helping him in his plans of becoming whole and making a new world.
"Ok, so how many people are on the team?" Xemnas asked gently leaning back in the chair.
"There are thirteen members, not including the old man that helps my friend, who you may know and for his own benefit, I won't reveal his identity. So no asking." King replied without hesitation.
Xemnas slightly nodded his head and continued on with his questions. "How old is your friend and how long has she fought to protect you?"
"You'll have to ask her yourself."
Xemnas looked up at King again with another confused look. "Ok, so you're not allowed to say how old she is and with that not telling me her identity. Right?"
"Yes."
Xemnas said nothing in response.
King smiled and continued to speak. "She was a very unique child for a creature of darkness and she still is, but she's very powerful now. That is all I'm allowed to say about her."
Xemnas opened his mouth to speak again, but King cut him off. "If you want any more information then go to the source, but before you go I need to heal you, so you won't have any problems after you leave." King got up from his throne and walked the short distance to where Xemnas sat.
King stopped right in front of Xemnas, lifted his arm and opened his hand to place it in front of Xemnas's face. Xemnas said nothing; all he did was look at King's hand. All was quiet for a few moments, but the silence did not last long because King started to speak again.
"You will fall back to sleep, but just for a few hours and during those few hours I'm going to make a few changes about who you are," King said as he brought his left hand up to his chin to think.
"Changes!? What do you mean changes!?" Xemnas asked.
King ignored him and started to muse to himself. "Ok, let me see. Your age was never really stated in history so I have no idea how old you were when you gave your heart to the darkness and became a creature of darkness. Then ten years later you and your organization showed up and tried to summon my kingdom. So that would make you ten years older then you were thirty-five years ago. So I'll make you twenty-five just to make thing less complicated. Then comes the question of if you should be like her?"
Xemnas was starting to get irritated with the rambling boy that stood in front of him. He grabbed King's wrist and held it tightly until King's eye were on him. The two of them stared at each other for a while before Xemnas let go of King's wrist. King's face was free of any emotion as Xemnas let him go. Then King gave a very small smile and sighed.
"No that's something she can only do." King said to himself sighing once more and let his left hand fall to his side. "Well then it's time for you to fall asleep then. Good night."
"Wait, what do you mean b…"
King placed his hand on Xemnas's forehead as it started to turn a dark blue and instantly Xemnas fell asleep. Xemnas started to fall off the chair as soon as he fell asleep. King caught him before he could hit the ground and tried to lay Xemnas on the ground so he could heal him faster and make the changes that he mentioned before.
King sat down on the ground next to Xemnas looking up at the combination of swirling gray and white before he started to speak to himself again. "Fang, my friend, I hope you're ready for this man because he is your heart and you are his. You two were made for each other. I also hope that you are doing well on your mission right now." King looked down at Xemnas and began to start the healing process.
Disney Castle was a beautiful castle with its white marble walls and hallways that were cleaned everyday to perfection. Along with the courtyard that was taken care of everyday so it could take on the color of an emerald green. The courtyards lead to the main hallway that had the large throne room door to the right and at the end of the hallway was the library.
In the throne room a passage leading to the room of the Corner Stone was opened and standing in the center of the throne room facing the passage was the King of Light, Sora. Standing next to him on both sides, his friends, Captain, Goofy Goof and Head sorcerer, Donald Duck. Sora, Donald, and Goofy looked pretty much the same from thirty-five years ago, but just looked older and in Sora's case, taller.
To their knowledge Queen Kairi's ring, the ring to open the passage way was stolen just the day before. The stolen ring caused a giant uproar and Queen Kairi was to stay in the library till it was found. The ring was found, but only after the passage was opened.
King Sora stood watching the open passageway as clouds of aura full of darkness started to rise from down below. Every muscle in Sora's body longed for battle. All was quiet as he waited; he focused his eyes on the darkness.
Then he saw it, red eyes flashed and a figure in a black jacket walked out of the passage. Sora couldn't see the figure's face because it was shrouded in shadows from the hood that was over its head. The only hint of a face was, of course, the glowing crimson eyes.
The figure reached the top of the passages staircase walked a few feet forward, and stopped. Sora looked at the figure from head to toe then looked at what was in the figure's left hand. He was surprised and confused about why the figure only wanted what was in its hand.
In the figures left hand was a book. The book contained the fake and the real Ansem Reports. The Ansem Reports that had every piece of information about the Heartless and the creatures of darkness.
"Why does Organization Thirteen want that book?" Sora asked as his keyblade appeared in his hand. His deep voice echoed throughout the room.
The figure didn't answer; it just started to walk forward.
"Stop! Answer the question!" Sora yelled.
The figure stopped, its right foot in front of the left foot. Its head bowed slightly, its crimson eyes still looking at the three that stood in front of it, its shoulders hung back. The way the figure stood reminded Sora of a Nobody that he had defeated a long time ago, Xemnas.
"Why do you think I'm with the organization?" a female voice asked. The voice was coming from the figure.
For the first time Sora took a closer look at the hooded figure. He noticed that the figure had a full feminine shape. His muscles loosened and slightly uncoiled from the fighting stance that he was in.
"The reason why I think you're in the organization is because of your jacket." Sora replied.
"But Organization Thirteen died thirty-five years ago," the figure said.
"That's true, but that leaves the question of why you need that book."
The figures crimson eyes thinned as if to give off a scowling stare, and then replied, "Let's just say that this book belongs to an old friend of mine and he wants it back."
"Who is this friend of yours? What's his name? Is it Ansem the wise or someone else?" Sora asked. Donald stood impatiently to Sora's right; Goofy stood patiently to Sora's left.
"You ask too many questions, King of the Light, and I'll answer no more." The figure took another step forward.
Donald raised his wand and yelled in his duck like voice, "I got it!" lightning shot down from mid-air above the figure.
But the lightning never hit its target because right before the lightning appeared the figure ran forward. The figure ran so fast she was nearly a blur. It was only a matter of seconds before the figure appeared a few feet in front of Sora.
Sora lurched forwarded bringing the keyblade up in an upward slash from the left but just like the lightning he missed his mark, because the figure jumped out of the way. The figure jumped forwarded above the keyblade flipping in mid-air over Sora. The figure soon landed on her feet a few feet behind Sora and was right next to Goofy. But Goofy never got the chance to attack because the figure lurched forward, running toward the throne room doors. Sora, Donald, and Goofy right behind her.
The figure ran out into the hallway and to the other side of the hallway, where she jumped five feet into the air and off the balcony. The figure started to fall in to the courtyard but as she fell she spun around to face the balcony where Sora, Donald and Goofy stood. She snapped her fingers with an echoing snap and a black dragon appeared from the ground.
As the dragon's head passed the figure, the figure quickly grabbed one of the spikes that was on the dragon's neck and was carried off. The figure held the book of Ansem Reports tightly in her hand as the dragon carried her up into the sky. She watched as the King of Light and his two friends grow smaller and smaller, until darkness started to engulf the figure and the dragon.
After a short while the dragon began to fly horizontally so the figure could sit up straight. She soon put the book into the left pocket of her jacket and took out a flat round communicator form the other. She pushed a few buttons to turn it on. When it was on it projected a hologram image of the person she wanted to talk to. A man whose face was masked in red clothes.
"I have it." The figure said removing the hood of the jacket to reveal a goddess-like face that had full lips, stern golden eyes that were once crimson, and was framed with flying long raven black hair.
"Good work, Fang."