Hello, everyone! Hope you're all doing great. Me? I'm finally on vacation and, because of that, I've been able to do some writing. I've finished some translations of my other stories' chapters and I've also been able to write this: the prologue to the sequel of "The Quest".
I'm really excited about this, and I hope that you guys will enjoy reading it just as much as I do writing it.
I've been also playing a lot of KH2, doing my best to level up my drives and summons so I can beat the Hades Cup and Sephiroth (man, he's harder in this game!). I still have to finish it so I can define the story completely, but there's nothing to worry about: I'm only one battle away from beating the game. Either way, it's been a long time since I played, so some details might not be that accurate... please bear with me :P
Now, onto other, more important stuff: if you're new to this story, know that this is the sequel (duh) of another fan-fiction I wrote. Both of these stick to the main storyline of Kingdom Hearts 1 and 2, respectively, but they're both MASSIVE crossovers. If you read the first one, you know the characters (they'll all be here :D); if you didn't, then try it out and see what you think; and if you began to read the first one, but didn't like it, then what are you doing here:P
And, last but not least, comes the disclaimer: the majority (not all) of the characters appearing in this story do not belong to me; they are property of (takes a deep breath): Square Enix, Disney, Capcom, Nintendo, Rumiko Takahashi, Masami Kurumada, Tim Burton, and Touchstone Pictures. Particularly, some other characters belong to my friends Jorge Octavio Colmenero Acevedo and Kiosce Domingo. I'll disclaim other characters as I add them to the story. And also remember that there are actually some other characters that don't belong to anyone but to yours truly :)
Well, with all that said, onto the prologue. I'll add the first chapter shortly; I'm about to finish it. Enjoy!
THE QUEST 2: THE SEARCH FOR ONESELF
Prologue
Nearly six months had passed since that epic battle against the infinite darkness. Many heroes fought it valiantly, risking their lives for their land and friends. Their struggle did not go unrewarded, for they reclaimed their homes and won many companions who trusted them with their hearts, thus becoming a fellowship of love and friendship. Yet the war against evil was not over... A spell was cast on the community.
They forgot their battles next to one another against the beings without hearts.
Four valiant warriors rested from a terrible battle they had recently won. Two magical beings from a far-away kingdom, a wizard and a knight, dreamt of their friends, of space, and of the enemies they had defeated in order to aid their proud king; a young man dreamt about his best friend – his older brother – who he had forgotten during the fights and let out a chuckle in his sleep; and a young boy – the most powerful of them – began to remember his most beloved friend at last: a beautiful, young girl with a blue glance and dark chestnut hair, who he had always treasured since the day he had met her, back when he was but a lad... And while all of this happened, another young boy, clad in black, left the castle where they slept, accompanied by a small, yet powerful being, and faced a mysterious man who challenged him with a most intriguing choice...
Five young men took a break from the fierce struggles they had waged some time ago. Yet their armors and their eyes were still ready for war. They kept jealous watch on their goddess, who dwelt inside a temple in Greece, next to their strong comrades. They looked at the nocturne, star-filled sky and sighed, as if something they had forgotten was struggling to be remembered...
One man sat alone on a beach next to a tranquil sea, his gaze lost on the ocean's waves. His sword was next to him, a blade with a gun on the hilt. He grabbed it and swung it gently from one side to another. It was so light – it was as if he had used it too much lately. But he could not remember when it was that he had last swung it to save a companion.
Five friends stood together, side by side, two women and three men. A young ninja, a gorgeous fighter, a sturdy pilot, a mysterious dark man, and a valiant soldier lowered their heads in silent prayer at the grave of a dear friend. The waters where her body supposedly rested were calm. The soldier got on his knees and with a sigh, gently dropped a rose on the water, letting it be carried away by the current. And as the liquid climbed onto the rose, the five friends smiled quietly, as if they had heard their friends' voice echoing near...
A young boy rested from his arduous duties. He had been training his platoon all day long. He was now home, next to his mother and his father and his girlfriend eating dinner. After that hearty meal, he and his beloved stepped out of his house for a while to feel a cool draft of air – it was now summer. As they raised their heads to the heavens and looked at the stars, the young boy heard the roaring of cannons and chuckled as if he had suddenly remembered something – the night-troopers had begun their training.
On a magical land ruled by a beautiful princess, a courageous lad entered the room where a lost girl rested. She did not know why she had come to this place or how was it that she had gotten there. But as they looked at each other, they smiled lovingly, for their hearts had spoken to each other many times before, and though the reminiscence of their friends had all but faded, the memory of their love refused to flee their hearts. He sat next to her and held her hand tenderly, to which she responded by letting her head rest on his chest.
In a city, a clocked figure roamed the darkness. He kept constant vigil on the dark corners of the alleys. His eyes were alert and his hand gripped his sword firmly. The huge man had a lonely heart which had known friendship many times, yet refused to embrace it completely. The fierce creature was uneasy – a strange feeling had invaded him: he missed something or somebody. He did not know why, but the feeling kept him from sleeping at night. Doing his best not to pay attention to this sentiment, he kept wandering the streets of the city, waiting for an excuse to punish an evildoer...
Two men fought against each other relentlessly. Nevertheless, there was no anger in their fists or feet: only the desire to share a good fight. They were very powerful and used the energies about them to attack each other. The more they fought, the happier they grew, for they felt as if their hearts were recalling battles they had long forgotten. And so they kept on battling, struggling to hold on to that emotion.
A succubus lay on her bed, looking outside her window, wondering why was it that she felt so hopelessly bored. Nothing that she tried seemed to cheer her up: she had forgotten something and that maddened her. She longed for a good time, yet lust was not at all that which kept her from sleeping... A feeling inside her chest – the need for a friend.
There was another one of the same species as her that had the same problem. She too longed for the embrace of someone dear to her. Nevertheless, her heart had managed to hold on to the memory of a companion who had once lived inside her castle. She longed to see him and to live new adventures with him. And as she recalled him, images of other people appeared in her head...
A young cat-girl woke up from a nap and smiled at the new day that greeted her. She stretched her body and left her home to take a walk. She did not know why, but that day, she felt especially happy. She had dreamt many things and, although she did not quite remember what her dreams had been about, her heart was filled with joy. She decided that, even though it would surely be cliché, a glass of milk would be the perfect thing to have for breakfast.
Another dark creature, a – some might say young – vampire found himself quite bored. He was all alone and longed to have a good fight. He had already thought of new stories for his scar and did not wish to come up with more for that night. Everyone always asked him about his scar. And every time he told a different tale. But there was something not quite right: he was sure he had not told anybody the story about the mad squirrel or about the house-changing business... but as he rehearsed them for the first time, he felt he was experiencing a déjà vu.
In the depths of the sea, a young mermaid swam against the ocean's currents in order to look for what she liked to call "humans' stuff". A little fat fish swam by her side, pressing her to go back to her home. Yet the girl refused to give up her quest. However, no matter how many thing she found, she did not seem to be satisfied. To possess "humans' stuff" alone in her grotto was not enough anymore. How she longed to meet a human being... That would surely make her truly happy.
Inside a most beautiful and mysterious forest, a brave elf-warrior and his eternal fairy friend welcomed a young hobbit to their home. It had been quite a while since he had last visited them. The young lad had always been fascinated with the unknown, and even though he did not remember it, he had already lived what had been his greatest adventure next to his two friends, who had been confused of late: for never before in their thousand years of existence had they forgotten one of their experiences, and now they were confronted with a void in their minds that, little by little, seemed to be filling up...
Four lads were having dinner together. All of them had agreed to meet to practice a bit of martial arts. A young man and a woman – whose marriage (though still not performed) had been arranged since they were very small – had challenged the couple that sat beside them at the table: another lad and a girl. They had been late, for the young man had lost his way. He and the girl had met not too long ago and had quickly fallen in love...
It was morning and the sunlight was pouring through the window. A gorgeous young woman woke up and yawned, sitting on her bed. She gently rubbed her eyes and let out sleepy sigh. She glanced at the clock – it was still early. She smiled, for she surely could use a bit more sleep. Then she looked at her side and gently leaned and kissed the young man who lay next to her, still sleeping. The lad woke up and opened his eyes and instantly smiled as he saw his beloved laying next to him still. He also noticed that it was early and lovingly embraced her. They tenderly kissed a bit and then fell back into a dreamless sleep.
And while this happened, a confused lad entered a manor, his heart filled with despair, his eyes unwilling to believe what he had seen, and his ears unable to accept as true what he had heard. Confronting many enemies, he used a mythical weapon to make his way into the depths of the house. All foes fell before him, for he was very skilled with the blade. But as strong as his body was, he found his heart failing as his opponents told him an awful truth. He would not accept it. Plunging deeper into the mansion, his desolation grew as he realized that he would soon be no more: the thought of becoming "a part of someone else" did not suffice to console him. What evil mind had machinated all of this? Why was this happening to him? Memories rushed back to him, making his head hurt. His dear friends... would their hearts forget him completely? Would he forget them now that he was about to become something else? Yes, he thought, infinite sadness conquering his fading heart... there was nothing to do but to accept his cruel fate. His vacation was over.
