What's the point in saying we don't own KH or any other franchise, since this is FF after all. Oh well, I do at least own some characters in here. So disclaimer: Don't own Kingdom Hearts.
"Is it true? Did Organization XIII really fall?"
"With the state their world is in, I'd be surprised if there was a single Nobody there."
"A shame. They could have made good allies."
"Yes, but they had their own goals. What of Malificient?"
"Still house hunting. It seems she has lost a lot of influence ever since her revival."
"Nevertheless, she is still a thorn. Speaking of which..."
"It seems their slayers have been going going to the sleeping worlds. I believe they're taking the Mark of Mastery."
"Damn, and they weren't slouches before. You sure we shouldn't step in?"
"No, being hidden is our main advantage now. The later they learn of us or our plans, the sooner their demise will come. Does anyone else have anything to bring up?"
"Does anyone wish to speak? No? Then we declare this session closed."
Everyone left the halls. Some headed to their ships. Some simply magicked themselves away. Others opened up a portal and stepped in. One man chose this route, ending up in a dark place where the only light was his own. He walked down the path, ignoring the yellow-eyed creatures.
"Well, how it go?" Another cloaked figure, a bit shorter than him, approached him.
"Just as usual for a lowly minion." The man held up a tape recorder. "Nothing useful, but I have a feeling all of that is about to change soon."
"It better. This coat makes me feel naked if I have to wear it any longer."
"Please, not in front of me." The man smelled something and looked down. "Did you bring food?"
"I got you a sandwich, but I lost it. Why?"
"...Get back to our Master."
"But..."
"Now!" The man shoved the other away as a wall of ice almost pierced them. The shorter figure looked back, grabbing the recorder out of the air and started running away. The man looked around, suddenly finding himself surrounded by Heartless. Letting out a sigh, he held out his hand. A purple Keyblade flashed forth, with a teardrop-shaped symbol dangling from the hilt. "You know, that was my lunch."
And the Heartless surged at him.