Hello, friends. I am ShamanBlade. This is my first Kingdom Hearts fanfic, and it takes place after Chain of Memories. Spoilers of Chain of Memories are ahead. I hope you all enjoy it. I present to you, "Unknown Memories".
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, but I do own a copy of the game. It's great!
Unknown Memories
"There's always a door to the light." a dark figure said. "That is what the king said." His dark robe dragged along the ground as he walked across a stone floor. The hall was poorly illuminated; only small candles brought light. The candles burned, creating a path to follow to an even darker room. The shadowy figure walked down the hall and into the room. The room was just barely light enough to see what was inside. The figure walked to what appeared to be an empty cage. But it wasn't empty at all. The figure reached through the bars and clenched his hand tightly. He shot his arm back, throwing a dark patch of energy through the bars. The energy began to take shape into a small, but human-like form.
"You're one of them." the robed man said. "Your heart was sent to darkness, so you became a Heartless." He then placed his hand over the shadowy thing. The Heartless froze and its dark shape began to cripple into a much more human-like form. The blackness reformed into skin and black clothing. It eventually became a blond girl in a black robe. She slowly opened her eyes.
"Uh..." she groaned, shaking her head.
"Which one are you?" the man asked. The girl stood up.
"Huh? Where am I?" she said. "Who are you?" She stared at the figure in front of her. He had dark brown hair, silver eyes, and was wearing a black robe similar to hers.
"My name is not important right now." the cloaked man said "Just tell me that you remember who you are."
"I remember...losing to the Keyblade Master, and disappearing into darkness." she said, cringing a bit.
"Good." the man replied. "Can you tell me your name?"
"My name is Larxene." she said.
"Wow, this was easier that I planned." he replied.
"Why am I here?" she asked.
"I found the door to the light. I brought you through that door and out of the darkness."
"But why did you?"
"I need your assistance, Larxene. You will help me find the Keyblade Master." Larxene's eye widened a bit.
"The Keyblade Master?" she asked, in a slightly hesitant tone.
"Yes. You want revenge, right?" Larxene was silent. "Him and his friends ruined the Organization." The man turned toward her, awaiting her response. The silence broke.
"What do I have to do?" she said. The figure smiled a bit.
"Nothing yet. But know that you are essential to this ideal."
"Tell me who you are." she said.
"My name is Tryce." he said, walking off.
"Tryce?" she asked. He just silently continued walking into the other room. She quietly followed him. Suddenly, the silent figure froze and turned around to where they came. "What's wrong?" Larxene asked.
"It seems that one of your friends has escaped." he said, reaching down to his belt. "Go into the other room."
"But..." she said.
"Go." he repeated, as he walked to the cage of Heartless. Larxene did not obey him, and simply snuck behind the walls to see what was going on. Tryce scanned the room for a clue to the crisis. He narrowed his eyes and turned his head to the right quickly. In the room stood a lone Shadow. Its pale white eyes burst from the darkness that was its body. Tryce looked at the Shadow then raised his right hand above it. "Hmm...you have a fire in your heart...strong..." As he spoke, the Heartless began to take its human form: a lavender-haired man. He lied on the ground, but began to stir and stand up.
"Where am I?" he said.
"Welcome." Tryce said to him.
"Who are you?" the man said. Tryce replied by raising his right hand to the man's face.
"You have a rebellious nature. You went against your partnership for power." As he spoke this, Tryce reached down to his belt and drew a weapon from his robe. He held the weapon like a sword, but it wasn't one. It was black and had a ring handle. It was shaped differently and its tip was glowing brightly. "Sorry, but I can't risk you betraying me the way you betrayed the Organization." He raised the weapon high.
"What are you doing?" the lavender-haired man said, frightened.
"Back to the darkness for you." Tryce swung down the weapon and the man began to dissipate into darkness. His body became dark and shadowed. His screams could not stop him from returning from where he came. Tryce held his weapon, but relaxed it on his shoulder. "Impressive, wouldn't you say?" he said, as he turned around to face the hiding Larxene.
"Marluxia...he's gone." Larxene said. She looked at the Keyblade in Tryce's hand. "A Keyblade..." she said in astonishment. "How did you get one? I thought there was only one Keyblade Master."
"There is." he replied. "But that's not important now. What is is you helping me find the Keyblade Master." He walked to her, still clenching his Keyblade. "Can you give me a description?"
"He was a teen. Brown spiky hair, big yellow shoes, hung out with some weird knight and crazy magician..."
"Knight and magician" Tryce became lost in thought for a while. "...describe those."
"The knight was tall, but looked real clumsy. The magician was short and had a bit of a temper." Larxene said.
"The King's men." Tryce said.
"Huh?" Larxene said in confusion.
"Those were some of the King's most faithful soldiers. They must be looking for their precious King. Well, they'll find him alright."
"What should we do?" Larxene asked. Tryce just turned around and swung his Keyblade around his wrist.
"Nothing. They're playing right into our hand."
Thanks for reading. Review it please. I'll try to have a new chapter up soon.