Chapter 1: Farewells, Apologies and Stories

Hey everyone, I'm Fatima. Mostly I'm known as F.K. through my sister, T.J. Nightshade. We both write stories together and they're all Kingdom Hearts related.

Rambling. Anyways, back to the subject.

This story was created one day when I was daydreaming as usual. I thought about how Ventus and Roxas looked alike, as well as Sora and Vanitas. I pictured them all in one person, and for some reason I added Axel into the mix. I grabbed a pencil and a piece of paper to draw the kid. He looked really weird in the end, but kinda cool. I added in some information around the sides of the drawing, and it spawned the idea for this story. The kid's name is Sravv, which is made up of the first letters of Sora, Roxas, Axel, Ventus and Vanitas.

Okay, I think I'm telling you guys too much about it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts. Kinda glad I don't, actually. I don't think I would stand emails from fans constantly telling me to make Kingdom Hearts 3 already.

This is my first fan fic on my own, so please take it easy on me if it's not so good.

Dedicated to my sister, T.J. Nightshade, A.K.A. Roxas. Thanks a lot sis. If it weren't for your very annoying persistence to post this, this story would never have been put up.

A young boy walked on the shores of a beach, eyes cast downward as he scoured the sand for shells. The multiple shades of blue water lapped at his feet, bringing many different shells on the shoreline for him to inspect. His blue eyes sparkled as the sun shone off of them, highlighting the gold and green specks in his eyes. His hair, a mess of spikes, is a fusion of jet black, light brown, gold-yellow and bright red.

Three other boys came up to him, sprinting across the pale, soft sand to catch up to him.

One boy had spikey yellow-gold hair that curved to the right side of his face and sapphire blue eyes. He was wearing a black and white jacket and pants with a bit of armor on his left shoulder. He wore a black and white checkered wristband lined with white on his left hand.

Another boy had equally spikey hair, the spikes going in many different directions. His hair was a light brown, and his eyes were also a bright sapphire blue. He was wearing black clothes that looked like they mostly consisted of straps and zippers, and a silver crown necklace dangling around his neck.

The third boy was actually older than the rest of them, and he appeared to be in his early twenties. He had spikey, bright red hair that was slicked back to reveal his widows peak, and bright green eyes that shone brightly by the fire inside him. He was wearing a black, hooded trench coat that reached the heels of his black boots, and he wore black gloves that hid his hands.

"Sravv!" The blonde boy said as he caught up to him first. The two others caught up soon afterwards. "Sravv, wait."

"Why?" Sravv said, stopping and turning around to face them.

The trio remained silent as they caught their breaths. "We want to talk to you before we fade away from your dream state and from existence," the red head said. "Well, I'm going to fade. Sora and Ventus here are just going to go back into their bodies."

Sravv smiled and closed his eyes in amusement. "You're not going to die, Axel," he said. Then he opened his eyes, serious again. "I am."

Sora and Ventus gave him a sad look. Axel's eyes glazed over slightly in sadness. Sravv lowered his head again to look at his bare, sandy feet. A tear trailed down his cheek, falling into the sea water beneath his feet.

Sravv felt a hand settle on his shoulder. He looked up, not bothering to wipe the tear trail away to see that Axel placed his hand on him. He gave him a warm smile as he wiped the tear trail away from his face. "That's better." He said.

Sravv gave him a watery smile as he wiped his eyes. "Thanks Axel. But, why are you guys here?"

"We want to speak to you for a minute." Sora answered him.

"Why do you want to talk to me?" Sravv said as he slowly moved away from them, tears threatening to spill. "I've captured you three, Roxas and Vanitas. I almost killed you, almost doomed the worlds into darkness for all of eternity, and almost started the Keyblade War again."

Ventus sighed. "In case you didn't know, I also almost started the Keyblade War with Vanitas."

"Yeah, I guess you're right," Sravv said. "But after all I did to you guys and the many different worlds that I partially destroyed, giving Xemnas power over Kingdom Hearts and the X-blade, and dooming everyone into almost losing their hearts, you still want to talk to me?"

The trio nodded their heads yes in unison. "Whether you believe us or not," Ventus said. "We forgive you."

Sravv stared at them, eyes wide in shock. "You do? Even after all that I've done?"

"Of course!" Sora said. "I forgave Naminรจ even when she messed with my memories. You see, holding a grudge takes lots of courage. But it takes even more to forgive them."

Sravv looked at him and smiled. "Thanks Sora. That means a lot to me." He said. Sravv looked at each of them in turn. "What do you guys want to talk about?"

This time Axel answered him. "We want to know about your life. The entire story. Don't shorten it up unless it's absolutely necessary."

Sravv looked at him, slightly surprised. "Are you sure? Because if you are, you're gonna be here all day. Err, mostly as long as this dream state lets us."

"Yes, Sravv, we are serious," Sora said. "We want to know who you were before you go. That way, we will remember you, and you can live in our memories."

"Alright," Sravv sighed. "You guys asked for it. Come on, we need to find someplace to sit."

The group walked away from the beach and went farther inland. They took refuge in the shade of some paopu trees, each of them sitting in a different spot as the yellow star-shaped fruit dangled above their heads. Sravv got there last, and he settled himself in the ground, his back to the sea.

"Alright you guys, before I start the story, I must say something about impossibility, and my thoughts about it." Sravv said.

"Alright." Axel, Ventus and Sora all said in unison.

"Okay then," Sravv said as he took a deep breath so he can start. "Well, you see, there are reasons why some things are deemed impossible. It's mostly because the idea is just too ridiculous to go out and achieve it, or else it's just not at all possible. And for others, like me, it's only to preserve life from being destroyed. But only one impossible feat was called that in order to keep things secret. The 'impossible' has been proved wrong and very possible, but with a cost that has been paid dearly in the end.

"My story is one of those feats proved possible, but very costly. In my story, I was a kid, well, actually a Nobody, who was cloned in a secret facility in the World That Never Was. I was cloned out of five different DNA samples; your guy's DNA, along with Roxas's and Vanitas's. They were all collected by Xehanort, then by Xemnas over a long period of time. I am a mutation of you guys, Sora, Roxas, Axel, Ventus and Vanitas, all brought together to form a person able to understand the secrets of Kingdom Hearts, and to have the ability to wield the legendary X-blade.

"But for all of those greedy enough to look for power, the end of their lives will come slowly, with the lives of the innocent involved."

At first, there was darkness.

Endless, impenetrable, ink black tendrils of darkness. Darkness that weaved, licked and nipped around in my mind and soul. Darkness that played around in my mind, and lingered around in my center. Into the core of my being, making me feel hollow and empty in my chest, right where my heart should have been.

I don't know why I don't have a heart, or whether or not I should have one there. All I knew was that I was missing my heart. My heart, that was very vital and important to my being.

I thought I could fade into the darkness. Become one with it. Make it devour my being to end my agony and suffering of not knowing where I am, or when I will get out of my prison. But with every attempt, some part of me holds me back, preventing me from doing so. And with those attempts, a strange flash of memories flow through my mind, and remain in my mind for a while as my own memory.

Every memory was different. One showed me at a beach, sitting and talking to two other kids. One was a reddish haired girl, and the other was a silvery-white haired boy. Another memory shows me looking down on a man with fiery red hair in black, lying down on his back while black wisps of darkness floated off of his body like ashes. A different memory showed me looking at a gold-yellow haired boy trapped in a circle of fire. He was holding two oversized keys; one black, the other white. I saw a brown haired man and a powder blue haired woman looking at me and smiling. I saw a jet-black haired girl and the same fiery red haired man, all holding a small light blue object in their hands, and they were laughing. I saw the gold-yellow haired boy again, and he was fighting me. I could tell I was wearing a face concealing mask, and I also wore a black and red bodysuit.

Many thoughts were negative, and others were happy and positive. I felt many mixed feelings and emotions, but as soon as I felt them, they will all fade away into nothing. I tried to cling onto them, but they always fade away from my grasp. The memories would also soon follow, leaving me with nothing.

Just when I thought I will only see darkness forever, a small bright dot appeared to me. I tried to grab it, but it always eluded my desperate grasp. As time passed, the tiny dot grew bigger and bigger, almost covering my entire mind with its brightness.

I soon felt other parts of my being come to life and be under my command besides my empty chest, my mind and soul. I felt my head first, then my torso. I soon felt my arms, legs, hands, fingers and toes. I also felt my ears come to life, telling me about the world I can't see.

I picked up different sounds sometimes. I heard soft humming noises of a machine, my own breathing, murmurs and whispers, and the occasional blood curdling screams of pain and agony. I never liked those, though a small part of me did for some reason. Sometimes I would hear music; the soft sounds of the melody going into my ears and lingering in my brain. Those sounds always calmed me.

Whenever I heard voices, I tried to focus in on them and understand what they're saying. I had managed to catch a short conversation once, but by the sounds of the voices, they weren't very friendly.

"We need to test him now! I don't care if he would die like the others; he looks ready enough to come out into the world now!" a voice growled to someone.

"Just be patient, Xemnas," another voice answered. "He will be ready soon. Just not right now, he's still getting used to his body."

"When do you expect him to be ready?"

"Give or take a couple more months. A few weeks at least."

"He must be ready by then. I'm tired of waiting for clones to be born when they're just going to die in the end." I heard some footsteps that faded away into the distance.

I heard a tap against the glass. "I have faith in you, SRAVV 813. I believe you will be a success." More footsteps that faded away.

I didn't know what "SRAVV 813" meant, or if the voices were talking to me. All I knew was that the one called Xemnas really didn't seem at all very friendly.

That's all for today. There's just so much that I can write without making my back hurt from bending over too much.

Please review. And please no flames. I don't really like them.