I want a heart. No...not someone else's...The ones around me whisper.
Hearts...you want hearts, countless hearts, fill your hunger...
No! I want my heart! Please give me my heart!
My vision is blurred by the glow of my own eyes, I can see nothing but the distance...oh, hearts...yet not mine. Why can I not have my heart? I can feel it throb, somewhere that is not within me. Please give it to me...I want my heart.
Staggering away from the others that I know must resemble me, as I can see the antenna dangle, lightened by my own yellows glow of eyes. I can see in a blurred vision my surroundings... The Castle of Hollow Bastion. The room...had I just fought Riku? ...Who was...Riku?
Lithe fingers with no bones or support other than darkness and shadows trailed as my hands hung behind me in the air. My heart! I want it!
The hunger for my emotions, the presence of my very soul...Please!
I run. Hard and fast through the halls and finally to the outside. The light burns! Please, I want my heart back...I want my body, I want to be flesh and Sora again! ...Is that who I am? Am I Sora? ...Sora is then no one...
Into another room I run, a room with artificial lights that do not burn, with plenty of shadows. Into the shadows I duck...too comforted by the darkness encasing my now small form. As I stop, I peer up to glance at my surroundings. Why...is it all familiar? I ache again. If I had a heart, I could remember. Where could I find a heart? I want one too.
Why couldn't I have a heart? I know that...people do. Why should they be more blessed than I? How dare they! They got around flaunting their hearts...while I ache and have none...
Someone is following me...I can sense the darkness, there is hatred and jealousy...it smells delicious even though I have no nose to sense it. The feelers on my head...
Though suddenly, warmth envelopes me, and my lantern eyes are turned to stare into green ones...which are leaking wetness. I sense...sadness? Such a beautifully black heart, I want it...
Though words...Words...
"Sora, I'm so sorry..."
This...'Sora' again. Who is Sora? I try to question, though a small squeak is all that escapes me. Though...I feel the changing in the small body even if I have no blood running through me. The small and sharp fingers turn into longer ones, and I can feel shadows of hair sprouting from my head. What is he doing to me!
I suddenly stand much taller, gripped strongly in the silver haired male's arms. Was this Riku? But who was Riku?
Riku was a master. This male ruled over shadows like I...I have to submit to him and his lovely dark heart...
And I realize...staring down at myself, more squeaks of sounds emitting from my now-throat, I look like a person. I resemble someone, a human like master, though...
I still want my heart.