Prologue: Fall of a Hero
Sora groaned as he slipped off of the bridge. He saw the white door to Kingdom Hearts above him, and mangled bodies of his friends tangled up in the huge spider web of metal chains below him. A trail of crimson blood rose from the spear in his chest. With his Keyblade gone, he knew that he was going to die. He wanted to cry, even to shed a single tear for all that was now lost, but he couldn't give his murderer the pleasure of knowing that Sora was already dead in mind and spirit. The corrosive black Nothing ate at him, tearing holes in his clothing and flesh.
Sora landed hard on the lattice of chains, the silver barbed spear nearly dislodging itself from his chest, only to shred his internal organ into a worse condition than they already were. He saw Kairi's dead body beside him and grasped her remaining hand tightly.
Above him, the man in the fur coat looked over the side of the bridge. He pointed a single finger at Sora, grinning maniacally. Sound returned to Sora as a screeching noise like fingernails being dragged over a chalkboard resounded throughout the demiworld…
A/N: Well? I'm back, and with a new story to boot! Yes, it will be darker than my last one and yes, I would love it if you reviewed (wink wink, nudge nudge.)