A/N: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, unfortunately curses. But I do own this plot, so... Disperse, stealers!
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Clack, clack, clack. The noise of footsteps of two, maybe even three, beings echoed through the lighted but deserted area. One footstep's routine made a soft flap, flap, flap noise, while one made that of hard rubber against stone, and another nearly the same, but harder in vibration. Suddenly, shadows loomed on the walls, causing any who cared to look know that there was, in fact, three of the people. One was quite tall, one slightly tall in height, and another… Short.
The three turned the corner, showing their descriptive angles. One, the medium-tall one, wore a black-tinted outfit, small things dangling from the motion of his movements. Spiky brown hair was evident, and a necklace shaped in a crown-type figure hung loosely from his neck.
The tallest one of the group was not exactly human. Having dog-like features, his skin, or moreover, hair, was a deep black, small ebony dog ears flapping around his head. His eyes were kind-looking, and he held a shield having the King's emblem burnt on.
The last, and shortest of the three, was a duck. His feathers were a bright ivory, beak and bare feet a dark type of orange color. He wore a blue outfit, and carried a medium-sized swirling wizard's staff, showing his position as a fighter.
Sora, Goofy, and Donald. Three fighters, and three heroes.
"So, why are we here again?" Sora said, lifting his hands and putting them behind his head, cranium leaning back on them as they walked. Donald gave him a dirty look before turning his gaze back in front of him.
"We want to visit, remember?" The wizard said, jumping quite high and smacking his friend on the forehead. Sora flinched, finding the blow unexpected, and lowered down his hands, shrugging with a grin. "Oh, right!" He said with a satisfied nod, looking to the two. "I wanted to visit them."
There was a roll of the duck's eyes before eyelids drooped, shaking his ivory head. Goofy merely chuckled. "I wonder what Hayner, Pence, and Olette are doing?" He asked, glancing in front of him but gaze mostly focused on his two friends. The Keyblade Master shrugged.
"I dunno," he said plainly. They kept on walking till they heard other footsteps coinciding with theirs, and Sora stopped.
"Do you hear that?" He asked, looking around. A new shadow was cast against the wall's side, but further up and making the left wall of the alley dark. It came from another connecting alley, and it grew bigger as its master came closer. Sora, topaz eyes squinting at the shadow, saw that the person was probably his height, having an odd hair style, not spiky, but not flat.
And suddenly, the being was seen coming out of the alley. All three of the fighters' pupils narrowed dramatically, and Sora's mouth was open in a semi-gape.
A boy, most-likely Sora's age or a year younger, stood there, his own eyes looking at them, having a shocked and almost scared expression on his face. The eyes were a bright color green, and the boy's hair was tan and in an odd shape of style. The newcomer wore a dark, nearly denim, pair of long pants, and his shirt was ivory and a cross between a collared-shirt and a t-shirt. Over this, he wore a darker white over-shirt, long-sleeved like his undershirt. This piece of clothing had a chain hanging from the left chest part, and at the end dangled a charm in the shape of a guitar.
The boy continued to stare, eyes widened as he began to back away. Sora could see him murmur something, but was unsure what he had just said. He looked way too familiar… He looked like a young…
"Demyx?" The adolescent croaked, leaning his cranium forward slightly. The other boy stopped, and continued to stare. This time, Sora could see what he was mumbling: "Uh oh."
"Ha, ha…" The boy said nervously, backing up one more step. "W-who's Demyx?" It was too obvious that he was a bad liar.
"You are Demyx!" Sora yelled, taking two steps forward, muscles tensing. But how could this be? The Organization member was, what, twenty-two when they last saw him? And, come to think of it, didn't they, well, kill him?
"Why are you younger?" Donald asked, hands placed on hips as his croaky and vibrating voice was emitted from his beak. "And why are you alive?" There went Donald – Right to the point.
Demyx held out his hands and shook them, lifting his brows in a worried expression before putting them down again. "Hey, hey! Not too much questions at once!" The Nobody exclaimed. "I didn't know you would even be here."
Sora snorted, taking another step toward the now-younger water manipulator. "Yeah, and why would that matter?" The adolescent shouted. It was now obvious that his voice was being raised, and a flash of light appeared at his weapon hand as the Keyblade appeared. Demyx's expression grew even more anxious at the sight of it.
"Because last time I saw you, kid, you killed me." The adolescent replied back, glancing at the Keyblade held in Sora's hand ever three seconds. "And besides, I really didn't want to make trouble today, alright?" The spiky-haired brunette seemed unaffected.
"But, if I did kill you, why are you still here?" He asked, raising his head and looking straight to the green-eyed boy. Demyx's eyes drooped slightly, and an evident smirk was seen on his lips.
"Because I am here," he said quickly, and with that, his torso turned abruptly and he began running full force away from the three. This was their cue. Sora, picking up an even faster pace, began sprinting after the enemy, sneakers pounding on the cobbled floor as the hunt continued.
He watched as Demyx's head turned to look over his shoulder and look quickly back in front of him, where he soon turned a hidden corner. Sora, during this time of the chase, nearly lost track of the adolescent, but quickly found him running out in the open in the Trams Common. No one seemed to notice as they walked about, and the Keyblade carrier didn't matter – All that mattered now was to catch the water manipulator.
They quickly ran into the Train Station heights, and soon, Demyx would have nowhere else to run. Sora watched as Demyx looked around while sprinting, finding that he would be trapped if he didn't do something. With a sharp turn, the green-eyed adolescent started running towards the building of the Train Station, and right when he was about to open the glass, they flew open, and Demyx went flying from the blow of the glass, falling away three feet and landing on his back.
Inside the doorway stood none other than Hayner, and behind him stood Olette and Pence. "You're not going anywhere." He said, brow furrowed into a "V" like shape as he looked to the fallen boy.
Sora, relieved, ran up to them, blocking out Demyx's escape. Olette and Pence quickly came down the steps, doing the same, and soon, Demyx had no way at all of getting away. He groaned, cranium sharply looking at his feet and cranium shaking in dismay.
"Who is this guy?" Pence asked, looking at him with a squint. "He doesn't look very familiar." The water manipulator looked up slowly.
"His name is Demyx," Sora murmured, hearing Donald and Goofy's running footsteps coming up closer. They were soon seen, gathered around the fallen Demyx. Donald murmured something, a small smirk plastered on his maw, but Sora couldn't catch the words.
"What's he want?" Hayner asked, giving him and odd look before looking back up to Sora. The topaz-eyes adolescent shrugged, looking at the other before turning back down to Demyx, whose head had been lowered again, looking back down to the cement.
"I was just about to ask him," Sora said, giving their captive a sharp look, if he even saw it. Demyx merely sighed, raising his green eyes, not his cranium, and looking at Sora.
"You wouldn't care. Nobody cares," he murmured, looking back down again and fiddling with the chain that hung from his shirt. Donald and Goofy looked at each other before back down to Demyx. Sora made a confused countenance.
"Demyx, what happened to you?" He asked, raising a brow. This time, the captive raised his head, looking straight at Sora himself.
"Everything."