Disclaimer: I don't own anything I've stolen from including Kingdom Hearts, Dark Angel and several other stories and/or franchises. Yeah, I'm not creative enough to write something of my own. So This is to be in no way construed as claiming characters, lines, thoughts, or any other conceivable commodity of another as my own. Yeah, I'm in the clear. I guess, I hope. I really better not get sued for this.
My apologies: Though I spent days on editing it I'm sure I've still left droves of typos, inconsistencies and grammatical errors that my stupid word processor won't help me fix. So, I'm sorry about that in advance.
1st Act
"So you're entirely sure it was wiped out, nothing left from before."
"Yes, and have some faith in me, I am your fearless leader for a reason and a damn good one if I say so myself."
"Whatever boss I just don't want this to fail; if it does they may shut down our section. Then what? Huh?
"Why do you think I had them run the Oblivion Tests? This is totally fool proofed, nothing is going wrong. Okay?"
"Good, 'cause there's lots o' fools running around our section. You're just too lenient on who you have working under you."
"I have my reasons and the procedure is fine no signs of "The Old One" have shown up so shut up and quit complaining about everything."
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Darkness⦠I guess it's time to get started. There on a dark beach lay a tall slight boy with medium length black hair hanging down around his chin with two spikes defiantly sticking out of the back of his head. He began to rise but, his head throbbed with pain and weariness. He got up and looked at his surroundings. There was nothing. Actually there was a beach, but he refused to acknowledge it as a consequential environment.
"How did I get here." He wondered, he thought back but realized there was no back. Where the last 15 maybe 17 years of his life should have been there was nothing, just not there. It wasn't like a blank spot in memory, it seemed he had no past to be gone from memory at all. His stream of thought went on and he eventually concluded that he'd have to do something or else sit there and rot. He decided to move and found that beyond the beachhead he stood on was a vast rocky waste.
"Well I've nothing better to do than take a look around." He thought to himself. He began his ascent of the hill nearest him to get a better perspective. As many in this situation of not having all or any memories of his past would, he decided to make up something of an identity for himself. It wouldn't make sense to walk around clueless about oneself. He said to himself.
"Obviously I must have had some kind of life before this it may not be there to me but if I know anything full grown people just don't pop out of thin air." At this he grinned slightly.
"Or do they?" Then reevaluating his past thoughts he said.
"Hmm, I wonder if I was an important person or something. I must have been some thing. And how can I talk and think the way I do, I had to have come from somewhere, right?"
Just then his thoughts were interrupted as he reached the crest of what he realized was a cliff, not a mere hill. He looked left then right then left again and decided to try another way as this was one of many rocky hills that led down a sheer cliff face to a great ravine. He wasn't sure what to do at this point, he'd imagined that something would come up when he reached the top, instead the opposite happened.
After several seconds he thought he'd just walk around. He had nothing else to do and the rotting on the beach head idea wasn't a very nice one. So he climbed down with somewhat more difficulty than his upward trip got his bearings, assumed he had a sense of direction and ran down about a mile or so of blank moonlit beach. He made sure to look around so he would recognize where he was if he ever got lost. He hadn't thought of it until now but he would also need food and shelter if he was going to be there for an extended period of time.
When he deemed himself a sufficient distance away from the ravine to get anywhere he began climbing a near hill. He reached the top in short order and saw with dismay the wastes that the hill lay upon not only stretched wide but unreasonably far. He told himself he had as much time as he would ever use and far more than he needed to get any place here and went back down to check on the food and water situation as he was feeling especially worried about starvation even though he'd only been there for about an hour.
As he was searching for some things to eat and drink his mind began to wander, back to the great void that was his supposed past. He kept on sifting through the immense abyss that was his mind hoping for something anything suggesting he did in fact have a life after all. In his thoughts he came across only one thing he could interpret, a girl, or at least he was fairly sure it was a girl, with blonde⦠no brown hair. He couldn't decide which it was with his thoughts so garbled. At that moment it dawned upon him that he didn't remember having a name.
"Well of course I need a name." He thought. He decided that he would let someone else name him if there was anyone else because he couldn't think of a suitable name for himself. As he could now tell he would be notoriously bad with names, so for the time he would introduce himself as Nobody. For the lost identity that he may never know. He felt almost sad when he thought about it it was just like for him to stand there someone had to die.
He shook himself from these thoughts because although it makes us who we are how react to things like that it wouldn't be useful if he was to survive. His thoughts drifted back to food and water. He looked at the water and to his great surprise found no signs of aquatic life of any kind. True it was mostly shallow water but nothing at all, seemed to be somewhat suspicious that there weren't even plants. Just as he debated with himself on whether or not he should look in the wastes or continue his search of the beach he heard something.
It sounded like music, a sad, forlorn tune, but it did signify there were two things another person and possibly resources instruments are made of something right. He ran hoping to catch the individual playing the sad melody on what seemed to be a guitar or maybe another stringed instrument at this point it didn't make a difference. The sound could easily be followed down the beach over the sounds of the tides. The boy continued on for what seemed like ages eventually stopping to rest thinking,
"How can I hear something so far away or am I going the wrong way or is the musician moving." All these thoughts of what may be happening began to confuse him and forced him to stop and listen harder to make sure he heard the music at all it would be bad if he was hallucinating already. It was still there and he realized that the music was coming from the vast black ocean itself not the shore as he'd thought before. This perplexed the boy greatly, songs aren't usually heard from the sea are they. He scratched his head and decided that he was hearing things or at least it seemed like it. But it still bothered him, like a ringing in his ears from a really loud noise. Just as he was thinking of what to do next he heard a faint voice behind him.
He turned and saw a man in a black coat, just as suddenly as he'd appeared he'd left.
"Was that real?" Nobody asked himself aloud. He wasn't too concerned before but now he was hopelessly lost. Nobody looked around and saw some cliffs not far off. He knew if he could reach the top he could probably find his way back. But, did it make sense to go back? He wasn't anywhere before why should it matter? He stopped and looked back where he'd seen the man standing. Her walked over slowly and looked down at the sand. "He wasn't real." There were no footprints where he had stood. Nobody looked back to see if he'd left any. No, they'd already been washed away.
"Oh well." Nobody walked alone along the beach towards the cliffs and crags that loomed in the distance. Nobody moved slowly to his destination, slowing down not only his pace but his thoughts. He was trying to pick out something, something he felt before. No, something he knew before. He tried as hard as he could to no avail. "I must find the man in black." He thought to himself.
"Whether it was a daydream or a hallucination I still need to know why. He may have been a memory? He may help me see what happened before." Nobody thought of how he should do this and at playing an oddly shaped guitar-like device as he walked around in no discernable pattern. The man was mumbling to himself blissfully unaware that he was being watched. His face was obscured by a hood but he still gave the impression of knowing which way he was going.
"Hey!" Yelled Nobody. The man jumped and dropped his instrument in surprise. It took him a moment to realize where the shout had come from. When he did he picked up his instrument and walked over.
"What are you doing yelling at people out of nowhere like that." Inquired the disgruntled musician.
"Well I was looking for the sound I heard and saw you, so I wanted to talk."
"What about? You seem weird." Said the man with a suspicious tone.
"Well, I seem to have no idea where I am and why I'm here so I was hoping you may be able to help out with that and also food and shelter would be greatly appreciated." he said as politely as he could.
"Huh? What do you mean food and shelter?" Asked the perplexed musician.
"I mean I'll die without it." Nobody stated blankly.
"Actually going back to your first question if you're here then you must be dead already."
"What do you mean dead already?" Said Nobody as he tried to understand what was just said.
"I mean this is the realm of darkness I think that this is where Nobodies like us end up." Said the man as a matter of factly.
"You don't know who you are either."
"No, that's not what I meant. I forgot you lost your memories. I'll show you around and maybe Marluxia will be able to explain this better than me. By the way my name is Demyx. And you are?"
"I don't have a name, so I guess I'm just Nobody."
"Oh, that's what you call yourself; seriously you need to get a better name than that it's confusing." So Demyx took the utterly bewildered Nobody a fair ways inland through the wastes and all the while tried to explain this new situation to Nobody.
"Okay, first of all we need to get you a new name. And it has to be cool. So what kind of person are you?"
"I don't know what kind of person I am, weren't you listening to the part about not remembering anything about my past."
"Okay, so then what kind of name would you like?"
"I don't know. You choose if you care so much."
"Well you should care as much your name tells a lot about you."
"No it does not."
"Oh sure it does. Don't be mad."
"I'm not mad just I have better things to worry about than my name."
"I told you Marluxia will explain."
"And where may I ask is this Marluxia that will explain so much so well."
"He is a ways from here past the wastes but like I said, no worries we're already dead."
"About that how did you die Demyx?"
"Some punk kid I fought in Hollow Bastion."
"The name would help and where is this Hollow Bastion anyways."
"Sora, his name is Sora. And Hollow Bastion is my hometown where I first joined the Organization."
"What Organization?"
"Oh, we're here I'll tell you more, later 'kay." They found themselves in an open field devoid of live as far as Nobody could tell. But Demyx called out a series of seemingly random phrases in some incomprehensible language which caused two more black coated figures to appear. They and Demyx removed their hoods revealing their faces. Demyx had blond hair and blue eyes from what Nobody could tell.
There was a man and a girl the girl had short blonde hair slicked back with two antennae-like things completed the look and the man had relatively long (to Nobody anyways) shaggy pink hair. Which of the two was supposed to be Marluxia was impossible to tell. It sounded very feminine to Nobody but names are strange things.
After what seemed to be an exchange of pleasantries of some kind between the three, they turned to Nobody and the pink haired man who seemed to be their leader stepped forward and said," I am Marluxia the leader of Organization Thirteen."
"Oh come on, Marluxia you and I both know the Organization no longer exists, Sora probably has disposed of all the others by now right?" Said Demyx in a lighthearted tone.
"I suppose you are correct but the others are not part of our new organization we planned to take it and I don't see why it can't be mine here." Marluxia responded as if it was obvious.
"If I may interject--." Began Nobody when Marluxia turned to him and gave him a glare that froze him mid-sentence.
"Pardon, but who might you be." Marluxia asked with mild interest in his tone. He seemed to be the most cultured of the group, seeing as Demyx was just a kid and the girl was really grumpy looking.
"Well I don't know who or what I am. Demyx told me you may be able to explain my situation to me." Said Nobody nervously.
"Ah yes you are the unknown Demyx informed us of I expected you to be a little more-- imposing." Marluxia said nonchalantly.
"Sorry for not living up to expectations, but I would like you to help me if you are willing and able." Said Nobody.
"And what do you need us to do?" Asked Marluxia his interest growing ever so slightly.
"I want to know who I am and how I came to be here." Said Nobody in what he hoped was a confident sounding tone. Marluxia was greatly cooperative and told Nobody all about Nobodies and the realm of darkness. He explained that the Nobodies like himself were bound to the dark and lost all their freedom when the key blade master killed them in the realm of light. Nobody understood most of the story but wasn't told much about his situation, if he was a Nobody like the others, why did he not remember anything.
Marluxia simply said there was nothing wrong in fact the came across a Nobody who had forgotten everything as well and he did well in the Organization. At the end the, Organization as Nobody called them decided his name would be X because all organization members' names were anagrams of their original names with the addition of an X. X was, as such accepted into the Organization.
"Marluxia where do you get coats like that?" X inquired.
"These are like a symbol of brotherhood you receive on from another member." Marluxia explained.
"So can I have one now." Said X. "As I am part of your organization now right."
"Yes", Marluxia agreed holding out his hand. X took it and suddenly a dark covered him and formed into a coat.
X said," This is a bit stuffy for my taste." As he unzipped it, "Ah much better." He then followed suit and removed his hood just as he did so he saw the girl he remembered, he blinked in disbelief and in her place was the girl from the Organization. Marluxia laughed at X commenting on his unusual fashion statement and introduced the others by their names and titles.
"I am Graceful Assassin Marluxia, this is Melodious Nocturne Demyx, and this is the Savage Nymph Larxene."
"Nice to meet you", said X. The others followed suit and with that Marluxia told the others that they would have individual missions to do. They were apparently searching for a door to the light that would allow them to gain access to Kingdom Hearts the heart of all worlds there they could truly exist as whole being instead of the shadows they were forced to live as. Demyx was sent back to the beach where he was originally looking for the door before X interrupted him. Larxene was sent to the far reaches of the great plain and Marluxia went into the deep mountains.
X was assigned to help Demyx by searching the cliffs along the shoreline. As they were incapable of using corridors of the dark they had to travel on foot. X was still bothered by the fact he say that girl whenever he looked at Larxene. As he and Demyx moved along they began talking about what they would do if they got Kingdom Hearts.
"So we Nobodies have no hearts, right?" Asked X.
"That's right, but once we get Kingdom Hearts the heart of all worlds we can finally become complete." Demyx answered.
"What's so great about hearts anyways, the whole not feeling anything really doesn't sound too bad?"
"That's the thing isn't it we do have hearts just not on our person that's why we need Kingdom Hearts."
"But, why do you want to be whole, feelings and emotions are just extra to be bothered with. And if you do have hearts why are you so sure they're in Kingdom Hearts they may as easily be Heartless, right."
"I guess you could see it that way, but there are ups to emotions like happiness and those kinds of things, right."
"Well, I think it's better, you can think clearer without the chains of a hearts emotions."
"Honestly it's worse this way you remember feelings and emotions from you're past but, not to experience them can be a bother in itself."
"Then as a Nobody, I'm blessed to have lost my memories."
'I wouldn't go that far being forced to live and in our case die but continue to exist as a half inspires this empty feeling and we exist as the most fleeting of shadows. I think that it'd be better to have the kind of freedom a heart would give you, the freedom of choice."
"Whatever you say I'm in it for the memories."
"Oh yeah, rather opportunistic of you preying on us like some kind of animal."
"Don't get me wrong I just don't know if I want a heart, it could be problematic, but I do want my memories I want to know who this other me was or maybe who they still are. Oh well it's not my place to choose as a "fleeting shadow" and all that."
"Yeah, yeah, say what you want. Either way its good to have extra help whatever the reason."
"That's good to know." Said X as they arrived at the beach," this is where we part ways it looks like."
"Yeah see ya later, to Kingdom Hearts right?" With that they parted company. Though, X almost thought he heard Demyx say something more.
"See you later, my young apprentice."
Note: This is my 1st ever fanfic. Feel free to criticize everything about it. From the story line to anything. I just would like t see something I can improve upon. My old authors notes are hopelessly long and out of date so I'll spare you a section by section sweep. Well, this has been a streaming freedom video bulletin. Peace. Out.
