Chapter I
"This is it Sora." Riku said as he and Sora gazed at the door in front of them. A bridge made from pure light led the way inside for those courageous enough to try. Riku turned his eyes away from the sight to look at the face of his best friend. "Are you ready?"
Sora looked at the faces around him. Riku gazed with intensity, waiting for his decision. Kairi looked down at the ground, trying to hide the worry showing in her face. Donald has his staff ready for a battle: he knew what choice Sora would make. Goofy also looked ready for combat with his shield held in front of him. Finally, Sora looked at Mickey who summoned his own keyblade and nodded to the teen, acknowledging that now was the time.
Sora looked back at the expectant face of Riku. "It's time to end this" he said. Riku nodded in approval and Sora stepped through the door with his party in tow.
As Sora entered the door, he saw a city. A dark city. As he began to walk forward, he fought his way through the buildings. He could feel the harsh impact of his keyblade on the concrete of the buildings. He shifted his gaze behind him as he saw the building he had just passed carved into two pieces. Sora could still feel the concrete giving underneath the sheer force of his arm. Not by his own strength. By the strength of the keyblade. Sora continued on his way.
Xemnas would be the last to die. The last futile attempt to defy the light of Kingdom Hearts. The last nobody to be wiped out of existence by the very weapon they had sought to exploit for their own sick purpose. No. Xemnas could not be left alive. Coming to an ultimatum, Sora dove farther into the mass of buildings, rapidly fighting his way to where he knew the silver haired nobody would be awaiting his destruction. Too soon, he found himself face to face with his enemy.
Sora held up his keyblade, challenging the nobody to a clash of will. Initiating a contest of brute strength. Annihilating any chance the older man previously had of escaping. Xemnas's face broke into a feral snarl as he too summoned his weapon, accepting the challenge bestowed upon him by the young hero.
Pain. Rage. Derision. Scorn. Darkness. All could be felt in the air as an epic battle for justice ensued between two opposing forces. Sora, who fought for hope, integrity, and above all the light. His allies behind him: Donald, Goofy, Mickey. On the disparate side: Xemnas, the champion of anger, hatred, and ambition.
As the battle drew to a close, Sora felt his limbs slowly weakening. He could feel the numbness of his senses crying out for the termination of this perseverating battle. But he couldn't give up. He refused to give up. He would continue to fight until his last breath. Until his soul was eradicated from existence. Until he himself was nothing but a shell of his former self.
Slowly, very slowly, Sora began to notice a lull in the battle. Xemnas was not attacking as fiercely as before. No. It was more like he was playing with him now. A sadistic dance. As if Sora were a child he was forced to indulge.
Panting, Sora gazed up at the nobody in front of him with the purest loathing. He wanted nothing more than to wipe that knowing smirk which had grown on his face since the commencement of the fray. Almost as if he knew something Sora was too irrational to understand. What could this nonexistent, arrogant bastard possibly know that he didn't? Unconsciously, his grip on the keyblade tightened further.
Xemnas's lip twitched as he took in the young keyblade master's reaction to his very presence. So the child truly didn't know? Xemnas considered telling him the ugly truth. His smirk became decidedly more pronounced as he spoke a truth that he knew the child would never want to know. 'After all,' he thought, 'he does have the right to know'.
"Keyblade wielder. . .you know little of your true reality. . ."
"I know enough to defeat you!"
"Do you really Sora?"
"Of course I do! I'm the keyblade MASTER! Master- as in 'master of defeating nobodies'!"
"You are foolish Sora. . ."
"And how would you know that?"
"Do you truly wish to know?"
"Stop avoiding the subject!"
"Well. . .First of all. . .you are not a keyblade master. . ."
"WHAT!!?? But I have the keyblade!!"
"You do. . .but you never took the exam. . ."
"Wait! There's an exam!!??"
"Are you too ignorant to even know about the exam?"
"Please, please tell me there's no math on this exam!" Sora pleaded with a panicked look on his face as he glanced nervously down at his newly discovered pathetic keyblade.
Xemnas shook his head slowly at the sheer stupidity that was an integral part of the child destined to be both his greatest enemy, and his greatest treasure. With a twisted sense of finality, Xemnas delivered his verdict to the ignorant keyblade wielder.
"No...you see, Sora...you are my sin."
"I'm your...what?"
"My sin Sora. Honestly, what has your mother been teaching you? Do you not even understand the concept of divinity or morality?"
"Uh. . .if this is some attempt to psyche me out by saying some really random stuff. . .it's working."
"Humph. . .your mother always was an airhead. . ."
"Hey! What gives you the right to talk about my mother that way?"
"You still do not understand me?"
"What is there to understand about some nobody creep who insults my mother and tries to freak me out by saying I'm your 'sin,' whatever that means. . ."
"Sora. . .What you fail to realize is. . .I am your father."
Sora's initial shock could not have been any more evident as his mouth dropped open in shock, his eyes widened in denial, and his keyblade fell from his hand as he landed knees first, on the ground. Slowly at first, then with more intensity, Sora began to hyperventilate. The father he had never known. The father who had abandoned him. The last man he had ever expected to see again was. . .
"Yes, Sora. . .the man who you call father. . .is a monster."
Xemnas smirked at his son's reaction. The boy truly was an idiot. How could he have not seen this coming? He may look more like his mother than him, but could he truly not see the resemblance between them? Still. This could prove useful to the organization's goal. After all, if the keyblade bearer was too confused and angry, then who was there to stop him from taking Kingdom Hearts for his own? Xemnas's smirk became more pronounced as this observation implanted itself in his mind.
"Well. . .I see you have much to consider Sora. . .Until we meet again. . .my son. . ."
With those final words, Xemnas left the broken teen lying on the ground. Once Xemnas had gone, Sora turned, still hyperventilating, to his companions hoping for some sort of reassurance. Goofy had a look of sorrow on his face, but Donald looked downright angry.
"You lied!"
Sora gaped at the duck's cruel words. Donald ruffled his feathers with a huff.
"You're his son! You've probably been working for him the entire time!"
Without another word, Donald grabbed Goofy's arm and dragged him in the opposite direction.
"But. . ."
Goofy cast a last forlorn glance at the young boy he had become so attached to before he reluctantly turned away. Sora was sure he felt his heart break. He then turned to his last hope: King Mickey. Mickey stood there looking down at the ground.
"Y-your Majesty?"
Mickey looked up and through the mask of conflicting emotions, Sora saw an overwhelming sense of guilt. Sora stared nervously at the king. What would Mickey have to feel guilty about? Unless. . .but wait. . .Sora's eyes widened in shock. Did he-
"You. . .You knew!"
Mickey didn't accept or deny Sora's claim. He only looked at the young boy, remorse the prominent expression in his eyes.
"How could you?! Why didn't you ever tell me?! To keep an eye on me? Make sure I didn't do anything out of line?"
The king just shook his head. How could he think that of him?
"Sora. I judge you by what you do, not by what that creature of a father does."
Sora crossed his arms angrily across his chest and glared in the opposite direction. Mickey had known the truth the entire time. He had known and had never told him. Without a word, Sora walked briskly away from the sorrowful king. As he left the room they were standing in, he passed Riku and Kairi who looked at him in confusion as he brushed past them.
"Sora. . ." Kairi tried futilely to stop him. He didn't turn back. Riku stared after his swiftly retreating body. What had happened to his best friend?
Sora felt anger, hurt, sadness, betrayal, and above all, a sheer determination to prove Mickey wrong. Sora promised himself right then that he would never be his father. He would make sure NO ONE would ever believe he was anything like his father. No one. Not Riku. Not Kairi. Not King Mickey. Not Donald. Not Goofy. Not Organization XIII. Not even himself.
Me: Please forgive the randomness of this story. I've been playing around with this idea for about a year now and I finally started typing it. By the way, we're all going to pretend that Birth by Sleep never happened so Xemnas is still just a random freak who wants Kingdom Hearts to himself. Not Terra. Also, if you like the story, please review because if I don't get feedback I'll probably just end up giving up on it.
