Kingdom Hearts
II-X

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, the Keyblade, Goofy, Donald, the Gummi Ship, or any other copyrighted materials contained within this fic. They belong to the various people who own them (which is, for the most part, Square-Enix and Disney.) I do, however, own X, the Seven, Diablo, and Ice.
A/N: This takes place in a similar time frame as Kingdom Hearts II, but in a different reality. You know, AU? And, for the record, Diablo is a Self-Insertion. Ice isn't, as she is a girl. And I'm not. And, for those who've read Return to Darkness, there will be a familiar face or two. Eventually.

Chapter One: First Invasion

For the first time ever in Night City, shooting stars crossed the vast dark sky. Not just one, or two, but many. Hundreds of fireballs streaking through the black, illuminating the gloomy streets and monolithic buildings.
At least, it was a first for Diablo. The teen had never seen a shooting star before, but perhaps there had been some before his birth. Or maybe he just always missed them. But there was no missing them this time.
"Well, are you just going to space out, or are we going?"
The cool voice snapped him out of thought. Diablo looked away from the sky and right in front of him, right into a pair of sparkling blue eyes.
"Uh, yeah," Diablo stammered. "I was just distracted. Cause, you know, there aren't usually shooting stars around here."
"You're right," said the girl, nodding. Her long blue hair waved in the cool breeze. "I mean, I've never seen any. Have you?"
"Nah," Diablo said, shaking his head. He felt his shaggy silver hair swaying. His parents were always bugging him to get it cut.
"Well, let's go then," Ice said, impatiently. "I want to check out the new club. They say it's the best club in Night City."
Diablo and Ice were both dressed for the occasion. Diablo was wearing a pair of black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a black leather jacket with a red demon on the back. He had made sure to also put on his favorite necklace, a silver snake wrapped around a black opal. A chain-loop hung from one of his pockets.
Ice was wearing a low cut blue tank-top, blue jeans, and a flimsy white jacket, and a diamond on the end of a silver chain that Diablo had given her. He had needed to save up for two years to buy it, but she was worth it to him.
"Then we better jet," said Diablo, smirking.
Ice's eyes lit up even more. They both new what 'jet' meant to Diablo.
Minutes later, Ice had her arms wrapped around Diablo's chest as they screamed down the road on his jet black motorcycle. The street lights flashed in rapid succession as the duo flew towards the club. The lights gave Ice the unsettling impression that the demon on the back of Diablo's helmet was moving.
After mere minutes, the bike smoothly glided in front of the building and into the parking lot, where Diablo chained it to a bike stand.
"Let's rock," Diablo said, exchanging his helmet for a pair of sunglasses.
Ice grabbed his arm and the two marched up to the bouncer.
"Yo, Big Man, can we get in?" Diablo asked, grinning his best "you know you want me in there" grin.
"You on the list?" the bouncer boomed.
"You're joking, right?" said Ice, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, come on in," said the bouncer, laughing deeply. Diablo felt his teeth rattle.
The two walked in, and were instantly charged with adrenaline. The music blared, the beat causing Diablo to pull Ice onto the dance floor. The melded into the ground, dancing wildly to the high-paced Techno music. The lights flashed around them in a psychedelic pattern that would cause anyone on drugs to freak out.
"They were right!" Diablo roared over the music.
"Who?" Ice yelled.
"The people who said this was the best club in town!"
After what felt like 2 hours of dancing (but was only slightly more than one, according to Diablo's watch) they moved out of the ground and over to the bar.
"God, I'm wiped already," Diablo said, face flushed from exertion.
"Same here," Ice panted. "Drinks?"
"Hell yeah! Yo, barkeep!"
The bartender walked over and stared at the two suspiciously.
"You two old enough to drink?" he asked.
"Maybe not booze, but I've progressed beyond the Sippy-Cup, anyway. Don't know about her, though."
Ice hit him in the shoulder, but smiled as she did so.
"Listen, just hook me up with something cold and legal, all right?"
"Fine," the bartender grumbled.
Diablo spun in his chair and looked out over the crowd. As he scanned the crowd, he saw something extremely weird.
A duck and a dog-like thing were walking with a teenager clad in black. The teen had spiky brown hair and was holding what looked like an enormous key.
"What the...?"
Before he could even mention it to Ice, the trio vanished from sight in the crowd.
"Your drinks, kid," the bartender sneered.
"The name's Diablo, gramps," Diablo spat back.
"My name's not gramps, kid. It's Cid."
"Whatever," Diablo snorted.
Suddenly, the music stopped. An angry murmur ran through the crowd, but a light shone on a stage next to the DJ.
"Sorry to interrupt," said a man on the stage.
He was dressed in a black suit with a blood red tie. A strange heart-like symbol was on the tie. He wore black sunglasses, and his black hair was slicked back.
"Unfortunately, we have gotten word that there are some...unwanted guests in the club tonight. Murdoc! Seal the door!"
A loud click could be heard as the large bouncer locked the front door.
"Now, if one Sora would kindly step forward."
The teen dressed in black stepped out of the crowd. He was, in fact, holding a massive key.
"Hey, Diablo!" a voice rang out.
Diablo turned to see a tall, lanky teen dressed in green and brown running up. His brown hair was spiked, and his green eyes sparkled.
"Hey, Cy."
"Dude, you know what's going on?" Cy asked.
"Not a clue," Diablo said, shrugging.
"Ah, Mr. Sora," said the man in the suit. "If you would kindly come with me...and relinquish the Keyblade."
"Never!" 'Sora' spat. "Bring on your worst, Heartless!"
"Fine..." said the man, his voice instantly becoming low and raspy. "I will!" the 'man' shrieked.
His skin turned pitch-black, matching the suit. The suit itself seemed to meld with his flesh, and the tie vanished completely. The sunglasses bonded to his face, revealing glowing yellow eyes. Small wings sprouted from his back, and he grew a tail. As he pulled back one arm, claws sprouted from his fingers. He slashed at Sora and let out another shriek.
Sora jumped back from the clawed monster and swung out with the key, carving a gash in its chest.
"Holy shit!" Cy yelled. "Run, dude!"
"Right! Come on, Ice!"
Diablo jumped off his bar stool and grabbed Ice's arm, pulling her along behind him. More shadowy monsters were rising from the ground, crawling out of the walls, and dropping from the ceiling.
"Where do you think you're going?" boomed the bouncer.
However, the bouncer was gone, replaced by a massive monster. It was as wide as it was tall, with a massive gut. A tiny head peered down from atop the torso, and large, gorilla-like arms jutted out from the sides. Its tiny feet supported the bulk, but Diablo couldn't see how.
The...Large Bodied Monster reached out and grabbed one of the party-goers, tossing him to the Shadow Monsters. The endless hordes of Shadows swarmed over the young man, and when they parted, nothing was left.
"Kill them all!" screamed the monster on the stage. "Leave nothing left! Kill all of-"
The monster was cut off as a spinning blade cut through its chest. It exploded in a puff of shadow. The blade spun back around, and Sora caught it. It was the Keyblade.
"I call that little move the Strike Raid!"
"And I call this one Firaga!" quacked the duck.
It held out a staff and pointed at the masses of Shadows, and a huge jet of flame shot out, causing them to burst into flames.
The Dog-Man-Thing jumped into the fray and spun wildly, holding out a large shield. It knocked the monsters into the air in all directions. The skidded to a halt, some of them still flaming.
"Nice on Goofy!" cheered the teen.
Sora jumped into the crowd as well, swinging left and right, cutting through the monsters. The duck shot flames, ice, and even thunder at the monsters, blasting them into clouds of darkness.
The Large Bodied one still blocked the door, and it picked up a small radio.
"Boss," it said. "We've got major problems! All three of them are here, and they're tearing the Shadows apart! They already got the Neo-Shadow you sent."
A high voice answered, but Diablo didn't hear what. He was captivated by the spectacle.
Most of the Shadows were gone, slain by the three weird warriors. From all he could tell, the teen was Sora, the dog was Goofy, and the duck was Donald. However, he couldn't be sure.
Ice was clinging to him from behind, but Diablo knew that she could protect herself if he and Cy couldn't. Cy looked at the sight with a more morbid interest than Diablo, and it unnerved him.
"Guys, we've got to get out of here," Diablo hissed.
"How?" Ice asked. "The big one is still blocking the door!"
"Draw the heroes' attention!" Diablo said.
Without thinking, he spun around, pushed Ice back a little, and jumped at the Large Body. He pulled back his fist, and slammed it into the monster's tiny face. His silver ring left an impression just below its eye.
"How do you like that, biatch!?" Diablo roared.
He hooked his other arm up and struck the monster's ample stomach. He fell back a little, and jump-kicked the beast in the gut again.
"Help!" Ice yelled, half-faking the fear in her voice.
Cy rushed over too, elbowing the giant in the side, followed up with a right to the armpit. Diablo punched it repeatedly in the gut.
The two backed off, hoping to have made an impact on the towering monster. Its skin was dented, but it glared down and grabbed the fronts of their shirts. With one motion, it lifted them off their feet and hurled them back onto the dance floor.
"Donald, the Large Body!"
"Right! Stopga!"
A green beam struck the Large Body, and it froze completely. Sora jumped high through the air, spinning around and landing right behind the Large Body. He pushed it slowly forward with his Keyblade, hacking it to pieces. Just as the spell seemed to wear off, it exploded in a cloud of darkness.
"Now let's go!" Diablo roared.
With Ice still holding on to his arm, he ran outside the club and into the parking lot. Unfortunately, the Shadows had invaded the outside as well.
"Shit," Diablo swore. "Ice, Cy, we need another way out!"
"Cy's not here!" Ice yelled.
"What!?"
"He must still be in the club."
"Then we've got to go get him!"
Diablo ran off towards the club, ignoring Ice's screams of protest. He dashed inside, scanning for his friend. What he saw made his blood run cold.
Cy was standing in a pool of shadow. The tendrils were slowly snaking up his body, engulfing him in shadow. But that wasn't even the worst part:
He was smiling.
"Cy!" Diablo bellowed. "MOVE YOUR ASS!"
"I'm not afraid of the darkness, Diablo," said Cy, staring right at him.
"NO!"
Diablo ran at his friend, but the darkness was quickly climbing up his legs as well. He trashed and snarled, and reached out towards Cy, but he was too far away, and the ropes were too strong. The darkness surrounded him, engulfed him.
Blackness.

A/N: A few KH references in their. One, quite obvious. The other, maybe a bit more subtle. Maybe even some others I didn't put in consciously. Well, review if you want to. Chapter two soon. And no, Diablo is not going to wield a Keyblade. Just in case anyone starts bugging me about it. There is only Sora, Mickey, Riku, and BHK. They are the only Keyblade wielders.