Okay, well I know I've completely overstepped my "only one chaptered story at a time" rule but hey, I thought of this randomly one day and I had to form it into a story and start writing it straight away. It's very rare that I can come up with story ideas so I made the most of this. Hope you enjoy it and please let me know what you think.
I hold pity for those who have become limited in their own life. Even after those years that passed, to where the skies became dark from pain, I fought to break it. My name is Xion and where I am now, rests upon what I did those years ago.
The world was cold and it brought the heaviest rain I had ever seen. I stomped my feet heavily through its puddles, no longer afraid to make noise. My head hung down to stare at the ground as I moved through the alleys, covering my face with long black hair, my hands in my trouser pockets to keep them dry and clenched against me. I had no idea where I was and the exhaustion worked up my legs like fire through the rain. Spotting a large green bin against a building wall I moved to sit on it, removing my hands from their protection to rest them against its smooth surface. I could smell the bins rotten stench of uneaten food rise from beneath me but I didn't bother to moan about it, tilting my head back to rest it on the brick wall behind me. I looked up at the night's sky, my face defiantly facing against the rain as it showered me, causing me to blink away a few drops a couple of times. The tall walls of the buildings around me towered high and framed the sky to a rectangle shape so I felt like I was looking through a window.
I felt enclosed. Safe.
I thought of my friends as they sat at home in Destiny Islands. I thought of Sora and how he must be worrying, stuck on that ground for the rest of his life.
He had saved me, just like he promised, and I thought I was finally free. Oh, the mind of the naive. Axel and I were given another chance to live again, but he left to form a life of his own, and good luck to him. He wasn't going to stay with us. We may have been in the Organization together but we never spoke much. There was never much time for me to connect to anyone back then. Every day was a strict rule of work and nothing else. After having to return to Sora I can't imagine being torn away from someone I was once close to. Not until The Shadom came along anyway.
The Shadom were created when the King disappeared again, to which it looked like he was never to return. I was still a part of Sora when he Kairi, Riku, Donald and Goofy went out to defeat the once again rising Heartless population. He saved those who needed to be saved and that would be his last time. The battle was long and bloody and people either died or regretted to live, there was no in between. The darkness was a threat for too long so The Shadom, the Forkrun and every soldier born, made and grown was to immediately kill those who disobeyed the law.
This law forbid the use of any transport between worlds. Everyone was now grounded and any Nobodies, Heartless, or any other half beings were to be exterminated. Those who had learned, strained and fought to defeat the Heartless were dismissed. There is a Forkrun in every world to protect but that's it. For no other reason would I have been sitting on a back alley bin in the pouring rain.
I felt the fatigue travel up my body and to my eyes, forcing them closed. I needed to rest them but I couldn't sleep. Not yet.
Instead I thought back to the previous morning, where my life seemed to change.
I couldn't sleep that night so as I lay in the early hours of the morning, on a camp bed in Sora's room, my muscles were aching from lying stiff. The bright morning sun through his curtains had woken Sora so I listened as he rose to his feet, leaving the room. A few minutes passed before I heard loud talking coming from the next room and I couldn't help but get up and listen when I heard my name being mentioned. I crept along the hall and peered through the crack in the door where the voices were echoing to see Sora talking with Namine and Kairi.
What are they doing here? I wondered.
"It's impossible, she can't do it." Came the voice of Namine, which was usually soft and gentle, but this time came out stressed. Something was off.
"But she-." Sora started but was cut off by Namine's dismissive voice.
"Sora, you brought her back at a price. Xion only has half a heart." My hand instinctively moved to my mouth in shock and I bit down on my finger to stop myself gasping. "That lost connection could be anywhere! She has no way of finding it!"
"But, how will this affect her?" Kairi asked before biting her nails nervously.
"She can only live to half of her natural life." Sora said gravely, causing Namine to nod.
"Yes, after which she'll return back to Sora." She finished.
I fell against the wall, my legs giving way from beneath me. I slid to the ground and covered my face in the palms of my hands. It had been five years already. I couldn't go back to Sora, locked in eternal pain forever, I just couldn't. I heard the door open beside me and a shadow of a boy with spiky hair spread across the floor. I brought my hands away from my face and clenched my fist around the tear in my right hand. I heard someone move around me, before seeing Kairi bent down to hold me softly. I pushed her away and stood up.
"You weren't going to tell me!" I cried, my voice faltering under the lump that clawed in my throat.
"No! Of course were, Xion!" Kairi exclaimed, still crouched next to the place I was sat.
"Then tell me," I challenged her, "I need that lost connection to be complete?" Kairi lowered her head in defeat and I turned to Sora, who was still stood in the doorway. He nodded his head.