Fire Emblem Hearts

Chapter 0

Dive to the Heart

A soft groan escaped his lips, as he slowly stirred awake. He felt a sharp pain cut through his head, as if a knife had pierced his brain. He mumbled a swear, as he slowly rose staying in a kneeling position. His vision was blurred, but he could see a myriad of colors. All of them melding together into a swirling hodgepodge. He felt a sharp pain in his back, and upon twisting slightly, a loud pop filled the air. He slowly rose to his feet, almost falling back from the numbness in his legs. His eyes had finally cleared, allowing him to look around. He let out a gasp, a silent scream escaping his lips. He tried to call out for help, but he couldn't even hear his own voice. He took a deep breath, shaking himself a bit, trying to calm down. His eyes fell back down onto the ground, brows knitting together at the image before him.

It looked like a stained glass window. The floor itself was perfectly round, each section of the floor being a different color. The outer edge of it was a bright green, with golden lines separating each individual tile. The center of the image showed an old style city, a small cobblestone street surrounded by limestone buildings. He could see shops on the street, images of people happily walking around, browsing and buying the wares being peddled by the shop owners. On the corner of the image, sitting on a crate was him.

His eyes widened a bit when he saw himself in the image. He looked a lot different than he did normally. He was a medium sized teenager, being around five feet five inches in height. In the image, he was wearing a pair of black pants, and matching brown boots. He was wearing what looked to be a leather vest, over a long sleeved white shirt. He was also wearing a cloak over his shoulders, which was a dark violet, almost black color. He noticed his normally dark brown hair, was now a pale orange color. However, what stood out the most to him was the fluffy ears that sat atop his head.

Medium sized, white tipped, fluffy fox ears. Not only that, he also seemed to have a fluffy tail coming from his posterior. It was quite the surprise, making him do a double take. He even reached up to his head to make sure he actually didn't have ears. Once he confirmed he didn't have extra appendages, he walked closer to the center of the platform, spotting the weapon the portrait of him was holding.

It was an oddly shaped weapon, a sword he figured. It seemed to be around fifty inches or so in length. The blade itself was a single one edged sword with a white inner edge. It had a yellow sweeping wing near the top of the blade, forming the teeth of the weapon. The hilt was black and gray in color, with a rainbow ring in the center. The handle was a crimson red, the guard of the blade was a crescent shape, light blue in color and didn't connect to the handle. Finally, coming from the pommel of the blade itself, was a lengthy chain, attached to it was a token. It was a bright blue color, in the shape of a butterfly, almost as if it had been made out of thin wire. In the center, was a brilliant blue eye.

It looked like a key.

The more he looked at it, the more key shaped it became. He stared at it for a few moments, shaking his head slightly. He was still utterly confused. He didn't know why it was but the weapon looked familiar to him. He glanced around, finally noticing the fact that he was standing in the middle of nowhere. Surrounded by nothing but pitch black darkness. He swallowed the lump in his throat, closing his eyes.

"This is so weird, what even is this place?" he mumbled. His eyes widened a bit when he realized he had heard his voice. He hadn't moved his lips, but his voice echoed throughout the area.

"The door is closed, do you think you have the power to open it?"

"Huh? Who said that?" the boy cried out, glancing around fearfully.

There was a rumbling coming from the other end of the platform. The young man whirled around, glancing with curiosity. He noticed three glass pillars, slowly rising from the ground. He remained silent for a moment, before slowly making his way toward them.

"Power sleeps within you, if you can give it form, it will give you strength." the mysterious voice said, further confusing the boy. He shook his head, glancing at the three weapons.

"What are these for?" he asked absentmindedly.

"The staff, a weapon that carries great wisdom and magical power. The sword, which carries the power of the warrior. Finally, the shield, which carries the power of the defender. Which will you choose?" the voice said again, causing the boy to frown.

"Why am I even choosing, what is this place? Why am I on that portrait, with ears and a tail?" he asked. Sadly, the voice didn't reply, it just made him more confused than before.

Three weapons, once choice. He didn't know what he was doing here, but something was telling him that this choice was important. He swallowed hard, turning back towards the floating weapons. He glanced at the shield, noticing how large it was. If he had to fight, defending with a shield would be idea. But he didn't look like he could hold something like that for long. Not to mention he didn't like the thought of taking multiple hits without being able to counter. He turned toward the sword, eyeing it curiously.

"The Sword contains the Power of the Warrior. With it comes invincible courage, however it also carries with it the power of destruction. Is this the power that you seek?"

"The power of destruction? That doesn't sound safe...yeah, the sword is cool. But I think I'd rather not bring destruction to anyone." he thought. He moved toward the staff, the final weapon among the three that had appeared. It was a small staff, with a glowing glass orb at the top. The shaft was a bright green color, with a few runes etched into the side.

"The power of the mystic. Inner strength, a staff of wonder and ruin, is this the power you choose?"

He didn't know why, but it felt appealing to him. He slowly wrapped his hand around the shaft of the staff, his finger tips feeling the wooden handle. The light faded as he pulled the staff from its pedestal.

"You have gained the power to fight." the voice said, as the two other weapons and pedestals disappeared. The staff in his hand flashed brightly, a small crackle of lightning covering his hand. A weapon had materiallized in his grasp, this one being a lot heavier than the staff had been. His eyes widened a bit when he looked at it.

"This is...the weapon that..." he paused, glancing toward the portrait. The weapon in the portrait was now in his hand. Looking closely at it, he noticed that it was indeed a key. A rather odd key but a key nonetheless. He ran his finger over the edge, it was razor sharp, despite it looking like a blunt weapon.

The ground started rumbling a bit, he noticed a large platform rising from the darkness. It was glowing bright red as it rose, towering over the platform he was currently on. A stained glass pathway flashed into existence, extending toward the other platform. The two were now bridged together, the path glowing a light blue.

"I guess this isn't over yet. This dream needs to end soon, it's far too realistic." he mumbled, as he started walking forward.

He slowly started walking forward, feeling a bit apprehensive. The weapon in his hand was loosely gripped. He didn't know why, but he felt like he would be needing it soon. But as he walked he also realized that it felt normal. It felt as if he had held this weapon in his hand in the past. He looked closely at it, seeing all of the details in the blade, the teeth if the blade were a bright orange in color, looking almost like half of a heart. A small thin piece of metal coiled around the blade, the top being cut in an angle, giving it a rather sharp point. The token looked familiar to him. He wondered briefly why it was shaped like a butterfly, or why it bore an eye. He shuddered a bit, briefly seeing it move. He figured it was just his mind playing tricks on him. He shrugged it off, as he reached the second platform.

Two pedestals had risen, and were waiting for the young man to arrive. He continued walking forward, almost as if on instinct. He stared at the two floating orbs before him. The one on the left was glowing a brilliant golden color, while the one on the right was glowing an ominous violet color. They were both exuding a welcoming aura, though the light outshone the dark one.

"You have another choice before you. The power of light and the power of darkness. Both are strong within their own right, and exist to balance each other out. Which will you choose? The power of the mystic flows through you, this choice is yours and yours alone." the voice said, leaving the boy with his thoughts.

"Mine and mine alone huh? It almost sounds as if someone was here beside me." he thought, glancing over his shoulder. He shook his head, eyes falling onto the magic lights before him.

He slowly rose his hand up, placing it over the glowing ball of light. It slowly broke apart, the tendrils flowing into his body. He noticed himself glowing for a brief moment. He didn't know why, but he felt a little different. There was a warmth in his chest, not to mention he felt something on his head now. He reached up to his head, trying to grasp something, only for it to grab nothing but air. He shrugged, stepping back from the disappearing pedestals.

"You have gained the power of Anima, the strength of the mystic slumbers within you. But with power, you shall attain it's strength." the voice said. He heard a groan behind him and quickly turned around, seeing what looked like a giant gate opening behind him. He stepped back, watching several men appearing from the gate.

They looked like medieval soldiers, wearing broken pieces of armor. They're skin looked gray in color, almost lifeless. Their eyes were glowing a bright crimson. Despite how they looked, they were a formidable threat. One man was holding an axe in his grasp, while the other two were wielding ordinary swords. They were shambling forward, grasping their weapons tightly. It was then that he noticed the odd symbol on their chest. He looked at it briefly, before backing away, having dodged an incoming slash.

"What the hell...what the hell are these guys? They look like zombies!" he exclaimed, dodging another attack.

"You have gained the power of the Keyblade. Use it to defend yourself against these Heartless." the voice said, causing him to tilt his head. He glanced at his keyblade for a second, a worried look on his face.

"But I've never fought a day in my life! What kind of dream is this? This is too damn real for it to be a dream!" he called out. He shook his head, adopting a stance, grabbing his weapon tightly in his hand. One of the soldiers, a sword wielder, came at him, swinging his broadsword right for his head.

The boy rose his keyblade in time, parrying the attack. His arms buckled a bit, but he easily pushed the man back. He dashed forward with great speed, surprising even himself with how quick he was. He delivered two strikes against the man's chest, before pulling his arm back. It crackled with magic, which he quickly pushed forward.

"Elthunder!" he cried out, his voice echoing through the area. The orb exploded, launching the man back a few paces. He let out a groan as he started to fade, a brilliant heart floating into the air.

He didn't have time to wait. He ducked in time to avoid losing his head, and quickly jabbed his keyblade forward, stabbing the axeslinger in the chest. He kicked him back, slamming his keyblade into his head. Jumping back, he spun the blade around, running right at the Heartless. His keyblade hummed with magic power as he took a swing, slicing the creature clean in half.

The young man stepped back in time to avoid another slash from the last remaining Heartless. It let out a groan as it shambled forward, hefting it's two handed sword into the air. It was intending to cleave the boy clean in half. He waited for his moment and side stepped, spinning around as he avoided it. He lowered himself a bit, pulling his keyblade back. He let out a cry as he dashed forward. Using the enemy's sword as a springboard, he jumped high into the air. The tip of his blade glowed brightly as he brought it downward, piercing the creature's head with ease. He landed on the ground with a crouch, watching as it faded into nothingness

"Pant...that was...pant...awful."

The boy sprung into a fighting stance when he heard a shimmering sound behind him. It was another bridge, which was connecting to a platform that was slowly rising from the darkness. He frowned, knowing his journey was not yet over.

xxx

"Well Kazuki old boy, you've definitely reached the breaking point. This isn't a dream anymore, you've gone batshit crazy." the brown haired boy said, as he finally reached the end of the path.

He had been fighting more Heartless on the way to the top, having grown a bit accustomed to the magic he had been given. It was odd, that ball of light gave him all of the information he needed. He had been casting magic as if it was second nature to him. However he noticed that after awhile, he would be unable to cast certain spells. It took him seven Elthunder spells in a row for him to realize he needed a recharge. Since then, he had been casting the other spells that had been written in his mind.

He still had to wonder what the purpose of this all was. The weapon in his hand was called a Keyblade. That much was certain, the voice had let him know what it was the moment he had gotten it. The name felt familiar as well, as if he had heard it before somewhere. This odd sense of nostalgia was one that he as carrying with him since entering this dream. It all felt far too real for it to be a dream, and yet he was casting magic as if it was were. The spells certainly felt like it, he had taken a blast from a Heartless mage not that long ago after all.

He stepped onto the final platform, noticing this one was glowing a brilliant yellow. He glanced back, only to see the stairs leading to it had disappeared entirely. He took a deep breath as he made his way forward, wondering what the next part of his test was going to be. The platform rattled a bit. He felt the hairs on his neck stand on end, something was coming, something BIG. He could feel it in his bones, every single nerve was screaming for him to move. And move he did, he jumped just in time to avoid being sliced in half by a giant shadowy claw.

The towering form of what looked to be a dragon appeared on the platform. It had menacing crimson eyes, its large maws filled with shadowy froth that seemed to be made of pure darkness. It had large leathery wings on its back, extended outward to their full wingspan. Its body was covered by shadowy scales, that protruded from its skin. It had a rather lengthy tail, which was moving around slightly. The final thing Kazuki spotted was the symbol on its chest.

"A Heartless...dragon?" he thought to himself. The dragon let out a fearsome roar, making the boy cross his arms, the sheer force behind it pushed him back a few inches.

"Holy fuck nuggets, I'm gonna die here." he shivered, having glanced back at the dragon's eyes. They were glowing a bright crimson, all six of them focused on his puny form.

"Do not be afraid, for you hold the key! You have the strength to defeat any enemy that stands in your way."

As if on instinct, Kazuki snapped his right arm to the side, summoning Divewing into his hand. He had gained a hardened expression on his face as he planted his feet firmly on the ground. The dragon attempted to claw at him again but he was ready this time. He rolled out of the way, having landed in a crouched position. He held his keyblade straight, brilliant yellow sparks dancing across the blade.

"Elthunder!" he chanted, launching the lightning at the dragon. It roared in discomfort but didn't seemed to bothered by the attack. Kazuki sprung forward, using the dragon's claw as a springboard. He reached its face and started hacking and slashing at its snout.

The dragon moved its head back, delivering a headbutt to the young man, sending him sprawling across the ground. As if the hit hadn't happened, Kazuki quickly climbed onto his feet once again running forward.

"If lightning doesn't work then I'll try ice!"

"Elblizzard!" he chanted, flicking a small ball of ice right at the Heartless Dragon's eye. It let out a roar of pain as it froze over. Kazuki chuckled gleefully as he raced up its arm, reaching its shoulder. He jumped upward, beginning a chain of steady strikes on the head.

He brought down his keyblade with all of his strength, slicing and dicing the soft neck flesh below him. The Dragon tried reaching for him, but he grabbed onto its horn, away from its prying claws. He spun the blade around his hand, driving the point straight into the wound he had created.

"Elthunder!" he cried. A booming clap filled echoed outward as the dragon seized in pain. It let out a mighty roar, spreading its wings before taking into the air. Kazuki let out a screech as he hung onto the horn for dear light.

"What the fuck is it doing?" Kazuki shouted, to no one in particular. The dragon whirled around, shaking his head with all of its might. The young man lost his grip on the horn, falling freely from the dragon's head. He let out a yelp of surprise and fear as he started plummeting toward the golden platform below him. He dragon followed closely along, its tail swirling with darkness.

Kazuki's eyes widened when he realized what it was trying to do. It was waiting for the right time to bash him with its tail. An attack like that could easily kill the teenager, if not break every bone in his body. He smirked, a crazy idea flashing through his mind. He waited for the right time, noticing the dragon's tail approaching fast. At the same time, he swung his keyblade, a glowing ball of ice at its tip.

"Elblizzard!" he chanted. Both made contact, the ice burst freezing the blade on contact with the dragon's tail. It let out a roar in anger as the boy climbed onto its appendage. It made a feeble attempt, slamming its tail hard against the platform, to no avail.

"Ha, take that you stupid lizard with wings!" Kazuki taunted, laughing inwardly at the creature's failure to end him. He finally reached the middle of its back, once again summoning his keyblade. He held it up, a smirk on his face.

"Elthunder!" he shouted, bringing the blade in a downward arc. The lightning sliced right through the leathery wing, tearing a huge whole in it. With that out of the way, the dragon wouldn't be taking off any time soon.

He started moving back toward its head, delivering various slashes to the gash he had already made. The Heartless Dragon roared furiously, attempting to claw the boy, only to tear its own flesh in its anger. Kazuki delivered another point blank Elthunder, the magic doing twice as much damage as before. The smell of sizzling flesh filtered through the air, making the boy lick his lips.

"That smells amazing...I wouldn't mind taking a bite out of that flesh. I'm starving." Kazuki said. He ducked under another claw, brushing some of his hair out of his eyes.

"What am I saying? I have no time for that kind of shit, and dragon meat probably tastes rancid. Especially when its made out of this darkness shit."

He suddenly felt his feet leave the ground, realizing the dragon had managed to grab him. He struggled for a few seconds, letting out a feeble scream before he was slammed full forced into the center of the platform. The air left his lungs, keyblade falling out of his hand. He felt his world spinning, the pain coursing through is body being unlike anything he had ever felt. Yet he didn't feel any broken bones, just how much stronger was his body in this dream?

He grit his teeth, forcing himself to stand as he moved toward his keyblade. The dragon rose another claw, aiming a slash at him that he barely dodged. Having regained the air in his lungs, he started racing forward, channeling another Elthunder through the blade. He swung it in an arc, accidentally letting go of the weapon. It sailed forward, striking the Dragon in the snout, long enough to stun him. His keyblade flashed back into his hand, giving him an idea.

"Have a little taste of Elblizzard you stupid reptile!" he changed, charging an ice spell through his weapon. He threw it at the Dragon, hitting it square in the face. He threw the keyblade a second time, and then a third. When it came back to his hand, the magic he was charging had hit a fever pitch, the blade humming loudly with power. He held it up high, a grin on his face.

"Elblizzaza!" he chanted, bringing the weapon down. A massive blade of ice sailed forward, freezing the dragon in place.

He quickly moved forward, surprised at the after effects of the massive spell he had charged up. He was panting for breath, having exhausted nearly all of his magic stores and stamina on that spell. He jumped up, using the ice shelves that had been created from the spell to jump high into the air. He pulled his keyblade back, the same attack from before filling his mind. He let out a growl, spinning his entire body around. He landed on the ground a second later, completely spent. He glanced over his shoulder, watching the dragon begin to fall apart. Its head had been completely sliced in half, a dark blackish red mist pouring from its head. A giant crystalline heart sailed into the air, disappearing from sight.

"Hah...hah...hah...take that...you dumb...lizard." Kazuki thought, falling back onto his posterior. He felt something wagging back and forth but when he glanced over his shoulder, he saw nothing.

"Congratulations! You have realized your strength and turned it into power. I have full confidence that you'll be a fine Keyblade Wielder."

"Huh...what? What is this? Who are you?" Kazuki cried. The voice that had spoken to him was female, and one filled with sadness.

"This was just a test of your strength. Darkness will befall a beautiful world, and ravage it in pain, strife and war. It shall be up to you to free it from this darkness."

"Hey, I'm not an errand boy. Besides this is all a dream...there's nothing to it. Just end already so I can go back to my dreamless sleep."

Rather than fading into white as he assumed, Kazuki felt the ground underneath him begin to crack. He glanced to the floor around him, as he rapidly stood up. It started breaking apart, causing him to scream in fear. He fell back, the feeling of weightlessness filling his body.

xxx

"Do you ever wonder why he chose you?" a voice asked, filled with curiosity.

"Not really...I've never sat down to think about it." a soft, feminine voice replied.

"Hmm...oh I see! Maybe it's because of how hopeful you are!"

"Hopeful? I don't follow." the girl said, earning a laugh from the boy.

"Well you're sweet, kind, funny...not to mention cute. Who wouldn't choose you to use a Keyblade?"

"I suppose that's true. I am rather cute aren't I?"

"Now now, don't let it go to your head...there's another quality you have, one that shines above the others." the boy said, pausing slightly for effect. The girl grumbled slightly.

"Well?"

"It's your love."

"My...love?"

"Mhmm...you said it yourself. You chose me because you were in love with me. Not only that, but despite having a role to fill, you care about each and every one of your Union members. I'd say, that your love is your strongest quality. It's why you were given the keyblade." the boy said cheerfully. The girl sighed, remaining quiet for a few moments.

"I suppose you have a point, then again my love only grew once I met you."

"Pfft...didn't you tell me you had an eye for me from the moment I joined your Union? It isn't nice to lie ***!"

"But I'm not lying! I grew into these feelings!" the girl cried, much to the boy's chagrin. He looked up to the sky, a smile on his face.

"What a pretty day...a day like today deserves something special." he said, holding his hand out. It glowed a bright white, before a small basket appeared in it. Reaching inside, he pulled out to sky blue colored ice cream bars. He handed one to the girl, a smile on his face.

"Ice cream? I've never seen this color though."

"It's a new one...it's called Sea Salt Ice Cream. The Ice Cream maker said he had a stroke of genius. Some traveler was fighting with his friend, who poured salt into his ice cream sundae. Turns out, it was a good flavor." the boy said, taking a smile bite from it. The girl did the same, gasping a bit at the flavor.

"It's salty and sweet...I like it."

"I knew you would...hey...after all of this is over...promise me that we'll stay together."

"You know I can't make that promise, not when the fated time is approaching." she said, a little more sternly. The boy frowned as he bit into his ice cream, shuddering a bit.

"This is some good ice cream huh?"

"I'm sorry, I ruined the mood didn't I?"

"No...you're good. I know you're duty bound, but I know you'll come back to me. Your lips may not have made that promise, but your heart did, and that's good enough for me." he said, giving her a grin. The girl flushed brightly, looking away from him.

"You say a lot of cheesy things."

"And that's why you love me."

"Hehe...don't ever change ******." the girl said, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He smiled, slipping his fingers through her gloved hand.

"I don't plan on it."

"I know...well, thanks for the ice cream. I have to take care of some things, but we'll meet up later okay?" the girl said, earning a nod from the boy.

"Mhmm..."

"May your heart be your guiding key."

"Hey wait...before you go...who was it that created that phrase?" he asked, causing the girl to look back. She shrugged, giving him a smile.

"Don't know...it's just something that sounds right. I love you."

"I love you too."

xxx

Kazuki jolted awake, blinking a few times as he sat up in his seat. He glanced around subtly, realizing he had fallen asleep in class again. He rubbed his eyes, realizing he was currently in a math lesson. He leaned back slightly in his seat, his eyes drifting toward his best friend.

She was wearing a school uniform, nothing too fancy. Just a white blouse, under a blue blazer. She was wearing a matching pleated skirt, long white stockings and black shoes. She had a very pretty face, small almond shaped eyes glowing a fierce green color. She had fair colored skin, tinged slightly red with make up. Her lengthy black hair fell down to her waist. It was a stark raven color, fading into a platinum blonde. She was his best friend, Sabishii Shiina, the resident quiet girl. He cleared his throat, hoping to get her attention.

"Shiina, do you have the answers to yesterday's homework?" a tired voice asked. After a moment of silence, he glanced back to his right, noticing his friend was enthralled in her doodles. He sighed, poking her arm.

"Shiina...did you hear me?"

"..."

"Sabishii Shiina don't make me pinch your cheek."

"Eh? What do you want Kazuki?" the girl asked, pouting slightly as she looked up from her work.

"I need last nights homework answers."

"Oh...I don't have them." she said, returning to her doodle. Kazuki sighed, leaning back in his seat.

"What do you mean you don't have them?"

"I didn't do the homework...I was busy with something else." she said, not taking her eyes off the paper. Kazuki looked at her with interest, leaning back in his seat. The teacher continued talking, not having heard the two of them.

"And that was?"

"Have you ever had any weird dreams?" she asked, completely ignoring his question. Kazuki's brows furrowed a bit in thought. He closed his eyes for a brief moment, remembering the weird dream he had just had.

"Yeah...I have actually. Now that I think about it, it was kind of fuzzy. There was a girl in it, and she seemed sad about something. Oh, and there was ice cream too!" he said. Sabishii looked at him, her emerald green eyes focusing on his own brown ones.

"When isn't ice cream on your brain?"

"Hey, you asked didn't you? Anyway, did you have any weird dreams too?"

"Mhmm...I dreamed about this boy...I think he was friends with us." she said softly. The teacher looked over his shoulder, glancing at his students. Kazuki feigned interest in the work, jotting down a few problems in his notebook. The man shrugged, continuing the lesson.

"Is Sabishii in love? I didn't think she dreamed of men." the boy teased, earning a glare from the girl.

"Sabishii does dream of men, because she is straight. If Kazuki says something like that again, Sabishii will drive her foot up his ass."

"Okay...no need for that." he said, raising his arms in mock defense. She shrugged, glancing back at her notebook.

"The boy that I dreamed of...he was a friend of ours. He loved playing video games too...I think we dated for awhile."

"Pfft...what? You? With a boy? That isn't possible, if Sabishii had gotten a boyfriend, I would know about it!" Kazuki replied.

"That's the weird thing...these memories are hazy. I feel they're real in my heart, but my mind tells me none of this happened. Coupled with that hazy dream I had...I dunno. I'm probably rambling." she mumbled, glancing away from her friend.

"Now that she mentions it, it is a bit weird. I've felt the same recently, as if someone was missing from our lives. I know there used to be three of us in a group. But what was that kid's name again? Was he even real?" he thought, closing his eyes in thought.

"Mister Morita, I hope you aren't sleeping in my class again."

"I'm not Sensei, I uh...got a bit of a migraine." he lied, clutching his temple. The man looked him over, turning away from him.

"If the pain becomes unbearable, you have my permission to leave the room. Now class, let us continue." he said, walking forward. Kazuki gathered his things, quietly standing up from his seat. He wasn't going to pass up a free get out of class meal card. Once in the hallway, he paused at one of the windows, a frown on his face.

"I wish I could read Sabishii's mind...I kind of want to know what her memories are like. Maybe I could get more information from them if I compare them with my own." he thought, lips pursed in thought.

His eyes looked downward, toward the baseball field his school had. He could see some of the P.E. students taking practice swings. A few members of the baseball team were given them pointers. He remembered, he had signed up for the baseball team with someone. It was earlier in the spring.

"Come on Kazuki...don't be a lazy shit.

"Lazy shit? That's rich coming from Mister Video Gamer himself."

"Bah...don't say that! It's baseball, come on! We had a shitload of fun playing Mario Super Sluggers...this will be just like that!"

"Except Mario Super Sluggers is fun because it's a video game. Real baseball blows...I think I'll pass."

"I'll give Shiina your wallet." the boy said firmly, causing Kazuki to falter.

"Alright alright, I'll join the damn team...sheesh, give me a break Akira."

"Hehe...I knew you'd see things my way."

Kazuki's head started hurting again. He clutched his forehead, placing a hand against the glass. The dull throb from before had turned into a full-blown migraine. He grit his teeth, turning toward the stairs.

"I gotta get some medicine for this shit." he mumbled, taking a step forward.

Throughout the day, Kazuki found it harder to focus. Whenever Shiina asked him a question, he would just give out a short reply. After awhile, she figured he wasn't feeling well and remained silent. That was one thing that Kazuki liked about his best friend, she didn't bother him too much when she knew he wasn't feeling well. Another hour passed and he was so out of it that he decided to go home, after talking to the Headmaster of his school of course.

As he was making his way home, he decided to stop at the nearby convenience store for some snacks. He waved at the cashier as he went to his usual aisle. He grabbed some bags of chips, dumping them in his basket. He went over to the refrigerators, picking out some soft drinks, including a few for Shiina since he knew she'd come over at some point. He grabbed a few containers of ramen while he was at it, finally going to the front. But not without grabbing some chocolate and peanut butter cups. The cashier quirked a brow, seeing all of the junk food the teenager had grabbed.

"You uh...throwing a party or something?" the man asked.

"Not really...just got a bit of a migraine. Ended up heading home, junk food makes me feel better." Kazuki replied, watching as the man rung out each item.

"Alright, you're grand total is 3688 Yen." the cashier said. Kazuki placed his card in the chip reader, quickly entering his PIN. After a second, the man handed him the receipt.

"Try not to eat all that when you get home kid. Last thing you want is to add a stomach ache to your migraine."

"I won't, have a nice day." the young man said, bowing politely. Kazuki walked out, glad he had decided to bring his backpack with him to school. Once he had stuffed all of his goodies within, he started walking home.

"Hopefully my folks won't get mad when I get home. I know mom will give me shit for it. Still...I can't help but wonder what Sabishii was dreaming of...was it like that hazy dream that I had? With that girl and the ice cream?" he mumbled, lost in thought.

"May your heart be your guiding key."

"That phrase...why does it..." the boy paused, clutching his head tightly. There was an audible crack in the air, causing him to stop. He glanced around, noticing the skies had darkened, as if a storm had suddenly hit the town. The cracks became louder and louder until an audible shattering filled his ears. He became weightless, almost as if the floor itself had broken under his weight. He let out a feeble scream as he started to plummet, arms flailing, unable to grab anything. Unable to move...unable to feel anything but the crushing weight of the world breaking around him.

A/N: Hello people of Fanfiction. This story has been a long time coming, and you've got no idea how long. For all those who haven't read my stuff, welcome! I hope you enjoy the silly things I write. Before I begin, I will say that this story is part of the Hyperdimension Neptunia Hearts universe. As in, characters from that story will be mentioned in this one. However you don't have to read that story to understand this one. I was initially going to expand that story universe and have its main character, Akira, travel to other worlds and have some keyblade shenganigans with other characters. But I changed my mind. I'm expanding that universe, but Akira won't be the main character of this one. That being said, if you don't know what Kingdom Hearts is...well you'll be thrown for a loop by its elements. Also how could you not know what Kingdom Hearts is? How big is your rock and how long have you been living under it?

That being said, this story is going to be crossed over fully with Kingdom Hearts. Unlike with Hyperdimension Neptunia Hearts, which had elements of the Kingdom Hearts lore into it, this story will be diving straight into the fun stuff! I'll be using everything, from lore, to characters to various other things to spruce things up a bit! Coming off the heels of Kingdom Hearts 3, this story is going to have quite a lot of lore stuffed into it, when it's needed of course. Still debating on Keyblade transformations because I'm not at all certain about the ideas I have. So far, Kazuki's Keyblade is going to transform into a bow, I think...I dunno.

I'm also going to include stuff from Unchained because why not? I love the lore of the Foretellers, and I just like using stuff from a game that not a lot of people have played for reasons. Yeah let's go with that.

Also, if you've noticed, Kazuki is going to be a Kitsune in this story. Originally, Kazuki was gonna be a Manakete so that I had an excuse to use Fairy Tail dragon magic in this game and have a totally broken character, but I scaled it back. I'm adding Wolfskin too, just cuz.

Anyway, I'm posting this chapter alongside Chapter 1, so you all at least have a bit of context. This chapter alone wouldn't at all classify as a Fire Emblem story, but of course it wouldn't, it's the Dive to the Heart, it's just a prologue. Or would it be...a Paralogue?

Eh...enough of this...I'll leave you all with this chapter. I'll have the other one out in a few hours, gotta make sure it's all perfect and stuff. See you all in therapy.

Shoutout to BloodyDemon666, be sure to check out his Walking Dead x Re:Zero story. It's just starting out so give him some support!