Prologue – Stars
It seemed as if an eternity had passed since I last heard footsteps. Finally, I could die in peace. I didn't really want to die, but considering as I couldn't hear the drone of an approaching glider, I didn't really have much of a choice.
I opened my heavy eyelids. Night had fallen over the Keyblade Graveyard, the only light being the glow of the moon and stars. I smiled, Knowing that Zack was probably up there somewhere, waiting. And right beside him would be my father. And maybe even Terra.
I shifted slightly, groaning as my muscles and broken bones wailed in protest. I coughed, sending a trickle of blood out the corner of my mouth. It wouldn't be long now, before my cuts stopped hurting, my bones stopped screeching and my muscles stopped burning. I blinked once, and the blood trickling from the gash on my eyebrow and various cuts on my forehead seemed to chill.
Floating in front of me was a single, ghostly, glowing hand, clothed in a black leather glove.
"Time to go, huh?" A voice asked. Zack.
"Give it a minute," I choked, through gritted teeth. "The stars… They're so… Pretty…"
He stretched his fingers. "It's even more amazing from up here," he sighed.
I smiled sadly, gazing at the horizon one last time. There was one red star that seemed out of place, and it appeared to be rushing towards me, but otherwise, nothing out of the ordinary.
"I guess I'll have to come and see for myself, then…" I sighed, looking back at Zack's outstretched hand. I closed my eyes.
There was a familiar drone coming from off in the distance, but as much as I loved the thought of living, it could wait. I had better things to do than lie around in agony.
I wanted to see the stars.