OKAY guys, gals, and unknowns, here we go. This is my KH story. I'm gonna go and reread through these chapters, change them around a little and update. When I've updated all that I can, I'll start writing more chapters. I'm in a mood. Lets do this thing. Every chapter I write will be average 1000 words, but if I think I need to write more in one chapter, I will. When it comes to the world after traverse town, I plan on writing one chapter per world, which means longer chapters probably. I'm excited. Lets do this thing!
DESTINYISLAND
The sand was soft and the air was cold. The sound of the waves broke into the ears of the three adolescents on the beach as they stared across the wide blue sea. Nothing else was heard. Nothing else was said. A storm rolled in front of their eyes and the smallest of the three crossed her legs and leaned back into the sand.
"Do you think it will get any closer to the island?" she asked, watching the lightning flash in the distance. The two boys on either side of her said nothing in response; only the older of the two gave a shrug that was barely noticeable. Thunder cracked as if it was above them but never seemed to come any closer than it already was. In the middle of the storm a patch of light shot through the clouds. Lightning surrounded the area but none of the three on the beach noticed the strange occurrence. Everything other than the clouds was invisible to them. They saw nothing until the sky broke from the patch of light and something dropped. Three pairs of eyes watched as two dark forms fell from the hole in the sky and took the long drop into the sea. More lightning flashed across the sky until finally everything stopped. The clouds dissipated and the night sky was once again filled with stars that lit up the sands of the beach. The girl sat back up straight and looked back and forth between the two on her left and right.
"You saw that right?" she asked, trying to keep her mouth closed. Neither of the boys could respond. The older of the two just gave a nod that was barely noticeable as they heard the splash of the forms in the distance and strained to see what it could be. None of them moved, or breathed for that matter, until the oldest of the three pointed into the water.
"It's a person," he said with shock plastered across his face. "It's two people." Still neither of them moved from their spots.
"What should we do?" asked the girl; her hands balled into fists as if she wanted to help but was too afraid of something. What kind of person would be falling from the sky and what kind of person could survive that? For the younger boy, there was no question.
"We help them." He said before standing and making his way into the cold waters. Something drew him into the ocean. Something wouldn't let him rethink his split decision. The other boy followed him into the water, leaving the girl back on the sand wondering how her two friends could be so much braver than her.
WONDERLAND
Thin, long shadows shuffled through the Queen's courtyard; a horn blaring over their heads. Four long lines of cards trailed through the red rose garden and every Ace wore their badge with pride as they led their suit separately yet in time with the beating drums. Any miss-step, stray tassel, or white rose was call for beheading of that card and its suit's spade, maybe even the drummer or flag carrier.
Realistically it was all based on how the queen was feeling on a particular day and this day was a bad day for everyone. The queen had misplaced the favorite of her fifty-seven shades of red lipstick and was throwing fits all day about how someone in the palace had stolen her pride and joy. Despite the fear everyone had of the queen, rumors spread through the ranks all day about whether someone had actually stolen the makeup, or if the queen would find the tube of color too late—after a beheading had already taken place.
The Aces were eager to stop this talk and every time a whisper was heard, there was order to halt, shuffle, and separate. All of this was done in the protection of their individual suits but needless to say, the Aces were hated in their respected positions. And outside of the spade suit, no spade was hated more than the Ace of Spades. Still, even inside the spade suit, being at the top of the spades was a job that no one wanted.
The queen had a clear hierarchy of trust, responsibility, and all around favoritism. The heart suit was, for obvious reasons, the head in anything given or needed by the Queen. Then diamonds, if only for the color, clubs, and then finally spades. This didn't stop the Ace of Spades from trying and overcoming her opposition with a necessary strictness and maybe even unfairness. The spades trained harder, patrolled longer, and were punished more severely. Even with this special treatment, their stations never changed and they were always seen as beneath the rest of the queen's soldiers.
"Detail! Mark Time!" came the call from the Ace of Hearts, followed by the Ace of Diamonds, the Ace of Clubs, and then the Ace of Spades. Every card, as specified by its commanding officer, began marching in place, one after the other, until "Detail! Parade Rest!" was called. The suits now stood in front of the Queen. Her throne, taller than any building other than the palace, stood in front of the four lines of cards and their Aces. No one knew the specific reason that the suits were called to meet with the queen. That's what made the situation all the more frightening.
DESTINYISLAND
She watched as the two boys each dragged in one of the fallen forms. Both of them were girls, not much older than her if at all; one had short black hair, the other shoulder length ginger. It wasn't until they found that their breathing and pulse were normal, that they sat back and breathed normally. The only reason for them being out there at that time of night was to watch the storm and make sure that the beginnings of their raft didn't get washed away. They got a little more than they bargained for, witnessing the two girls fall from the sky.
"What do we do now?" asked the only cognizant girl on the beach. The boys looked up to the girl standing with her hands on her hips and serious worry on her face. They looked to each other and then to the two unconscious girls lying between them.
"No idea." Said the younger boy, shaking slightly; be it from the cold or the adrenalin.
"None at all," Confirmed the older boy. Whatever he was feeling, it wasn't noticeable on the outside.
HALLOWEENTOWN
She dropped the jar of scream-nut-butter into her backpack, along with a package of Goreos and a can of Dr. Pumpkin. Humming lightly as she slung the bag over her shoulder, she grabbed a piece of parchment from the counter and scribbled a note, leaving it lying with the purring cat on the kitchen table.
I feel that I am in need of a change of pace. Please don't look for me. I need to be forgotten. I've taken enough food for a while and after that I can take care of myself. Do not worry, I'll be fine. –X
She knew that she couldn't tell them, but she wished desperately that she could. She knew that if she did then no one would hear the end of it. It was safer for everyone if she just went away; if she was never seen again. She kissed her front door and walked down the long stairs to guillotine square. Her humming grew louder into words; the song of the Memory Keeper. The girl walked slowly to the gate of her town and sighed. She thought of all of the beautiful memories entrusted to her. She would miss them; everyone. She ran her hand over a light pole and looked down.
"I'll miss you-"she said before being cut off by an awful cackling noise that was too familiar for comfort. Ever muscle in her body tensed as she turned quickly to see Oogie waddling up behind her.