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A/N: This is my first fanfic on this site! I'm sorry if anything seems off: I've only played the original two games, so I don't know anything about the Organization XII characters or what happened after KH2, if anything did. If you want me to post more chapters, please feel free to leave a review! I had so much fun writing this, so I really hope people enjoy it. Without further ado, enjoy!
The sound of waves was the first thing that ever filled my world beyond the darkness. The soft rushing of water washed over my blank mind, freeing the chains that held me there. In the moment that I heard my first sound, I became alive. What was once nothing became mass, substantial and tangible. I took my first breath, felt my heart begin to beat. Blackness gave way to a lighter orange as I noticed the sun shining through my closed eyelids. My skin began to itch from the sand beneath me. And finally, I felt the water touch my toes, leaving a cold dampness as the tide receded back, only to come again a moment later. For the first time, I was real.
Something though, was preventing my movement. I could not open my eyes or move my legs or hands. I was left in this state, laying there as I was with no way to explore. It was maddening, feeling life and being unable to do anything about it. Stuck inside perpetual thought. I didn't know what I was or where I was, and the eagerness I felt to find out was overwhelming. There was no extra weight restricting my movements, nothing holding me down or gluing my eyes shut. I wondered if something was perhaps wrong with me, although I had no knowledge as to what it could have been. The instinct that was telling me to move though was being denied.
The second sound I ever heard was a voice a long time later. I had no way of telling the passage of time, but I was much hotter and the water now rarely left my feet and was getting increasingly closer to my knees.
"I think there's someone over there!" It was a light, higher voice. It took me longer than I expected to decipher what each word meant. I was not used to language, just feeling. But my brain had been given the required knowledge to put a meaning to the sounds. I was not sure how I knew this, or how I knew anything beyond existence for that matter. There was nothing in my mind that gave me a clue.
I heard sand being stepped on and felt a presence close to my face. There were places on my body which were cooler now, and the light was no longer piercing through my eyelids as harshly.
"Hey, are you alright?" I heard. I couldn't understand if she was referring to me or not, and I wasn't sure if I had the capability to respond. "Hey!" was called louder, closer to my ear. I took a deep breath and exhaled a bit more forcefully, the only sound I knew how to make. I heard a similar noise repeated back to me, but wasn't sure if it was meant as a form of communication or not.
"Thank goodness," was said quieter. Then the sun was in my eyelids again, but I still felt the presence close to my face. "Hey guys! Over here! She's unconscious but she's still breathing!" She? Was that in reference to myself? Was I a she? She means female, the fertile member of any species. That meant I was female then. Why?
More shuffling of sand, probably two more entities. The all stopped before they went over me, however I felt one end up on the opposite side of the first.
"Can you guys help me lift her?"
"I got it. Hold her head incase she's hurt." This voice was different, deeper and not as smooth. I felt pressure on the back of my head, then around my shoulders and the back of my thighs. Then suddenly the sand underneath me and the water were pulled away, my weight now resting on whatever it was that was moving me. The first movement was jerkier and for the first time I felt my arm move as it swung a bit, then in the same moment I was once again resting, only this time there were spaces of emptiness in between the pressure.
"Jeez Riku, careful." This one sounded different from the other two as well, however was more closely matched to the second voice than the first.
"I didn't expect her to be so light!" The word made my fingers twitch, the first time I could move by myself. I felt my joints pushing and my small muscles working and it was something so new my mind jumped a bit at the unexpectedness of it. I felt the pressure underneath my head leave for a moment, but before my head even had the chance to fall backwards the pressure was replaced with something firmer. I felt like I was partially cased in something, and realized with amazement it was another body. Not like mine though. This one was much firmer then the smoothness I felt in the beginning.
"Sora, can you put your shirt over her? Whoever she is, she deserves some decency," the highest voice said.
"Oh, right." A moment later a new kind of pressure was felt over my upper body and ending at the top of my legs. It was very light, however I felt a bit cooler, as if it was blocking the sun. The material was soft, and didn't feel like anything I had on my own body. I wished I could see what it was, so desperately. But still, nothing was listening to what I was saying to it. It was as if my mind was disconnected to the rest of me. Did I come out wrong? Or maybe my existence was only temporary?
"Let's take her to my house," the higher voice offered.
"Kairi, we don't know who she is. She might be dangerous," the deeper voice said. Dangerous… was he thinking I posed a threat? What harm could I do? His voice sounded much closer than the others, in fact it seemed as if I could feel it coming from whatever it was my ear was pressed up against. I deduced quickly after that he was the force that was holding me up. I believed that was called being carried.
"Let's take her to the tree house!" The medium voice's way of speaking was interesting. It made my lips twitch upward a little bit, but they fell back.
"Alright, Mr. Grumpy-Pants?" the highest voice replied. That was a bit amusing too, I thought.
"Fine." Breeze picked up on my face and I heard the sand being kicked underneath them again. I also felt myself rocking slightly. They were moving, and they were taking me with them. I wasn't sure what a tree house was, but based on the meanings of the words I could guess the final destination: a shelter made from a tree, or perhaps inside the tree.
"Do you think… she was in a fire?" the highest voice asked. I began to worry I looked burned. Maybe I had been in a fire before, I didn't know.
"No. Her skin doesn't even have a freckle, let alone a scar. It looks more like she's never left her room in her life."
"But… she doesn't have any hair on her body, minus what's on her head. Don't tell me neither of you noticed. The only thing I could think of was a fire."
"We'll have to ask her when she wakes up," the medium voice offered. I wouldn't have an explanation because I didn't know. I wasn't even aware why I was female; there was no possible way for me to know the little details such as that. The sound of the waves was getting further and further away, however it didn't leave me.
As the silence dragged on, my thoughts slowly became less and less coherent. I tried to hold on to whatever my presence was now, but I began to drift away. Eventually, I even stopped feeling the rocking as I was moved, and I faded back into the black I had just come from.