Er…it's my first go at making a fanfic and no one has explained anything about disclaimers to me yet…so…I'll be on the safe side and just state now that Sephiroth, Jenova, Cloud, Heartless, Kingdom Hearts and God do not belong to me. I love Final Fantasy 7 and love Kingdom hearts for bringing back the best villain ever to be displayed on a screen. Well…let's go for it, eh?

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Shadow Feather: Chapter 1

FREEDangel

(take care of hearts )

"Mother? Where…where did you go?"

It had always been dark in the Core. Darkness reigned and all that could be seen was the slowly pulsating stone called Holy. Mother hated that stone. More than anything else, she hated that stone. And I hated myself for not destroying it.

"I…can't see you."

It shone so bright. Ever pulsating, ever opposing us. Mother and I. Soon it would be gone though. The last of Mother was approaching. Reunion would come to pass. Together, we would be a God.

"Where are you?"

Something went wrong, the Planet aided them, aided him. As they fought, we saw all out work slowly fading, the light increasing while the red light from heaven slowly diminished. The sadness that this brought Mother was so impossible that it brought me grief beyond understanding.

"Please…"

And then somehow, she was gone. I was thrust into darkness. The light of Holy disappearing. Confusion, followed closely by fear, and then an intense anxiety of my newfound solitude forced me to call out. I called out to the last strands of Mother that I could find. I found him.

"Come back."

We were one, the traitor and I, inhabiting the same mind, the same consciousness. But neither of us was content with that. Intense rage boiled inside both of us and as I raised my blade to strike, I fell once again into darkness.

"Mother…"

He had defeated me. Somehow, that being of my own flesh had struck me down. What mockery of reality was this? I could no longer feel her, could no longer hear her guiding voice, could no longer feel the warmth of her love and trust that she had confided so greatly in me. So I drifted in that darkness, alone and cold from lack of caring.

"Come back to me, Mother."

And so I drift here now. Alone, cold, in this desolate wasteland devoid of the love I once felt, devoid of the beating heart of Mother that I could always feel before.

"Devoid of heart?" a deep bass voice resonated from inside the dark void, "how wonderfully…ironic."

With a snap, my body reattached itself to my consciousness. The jolt was so sudden and painful that I fell forward with a gasp, nearly vomiting in the process. Somehow, my mind had slipped away from my body without my noticing. As the feeling slowly returned to my limbs, I opened my eyes. That seemed to do a lot of good. The scene was completely enveloped in darkness so deep and consuming that it threatened to crush me where I stood.

And indeed, I was standing. My hair slowly brushed across my bare back. In my left hand I discovered that I was holding the Masamune. It quivered, as it often did in times when my life was at risk. I drew it slowly and scanned the choking darkness around me.

There was a sound from my left; feet scuffled in the darkness, a small giggle, and then silence. Suddenly, thousands of orbs of yellow light erupted from the darkness. Small shadows overlapped each other in the golden glows. Here and there, a creature in its entirety could be seen, illuminated by the eyes of those behind it. They giggled quietly, twitching with excitement.

Truly, it was a terrible sight. The chattering shadows danced and writhed in a mass all around me, rhythmically swaying and bobbing to some unknown tune being played in the silent darkness. Entranced, I never noticed the large shadow approaching from behind.

"Very ironic indeed," the deep voice resonated again.

The shadow thrust a dark appendage into my right shoulder blade. It seeped slowly through my insides, groping and reaching, searching for something. I fell to my knees, breathless and racked with pain. Masamune lashed out on its own accord but the shadow creature seemed to almost melt out of the way, continuing to feel its way towards my heart.

The smaller shadows chattered louder and louder until they were screeching with glee. Dark fingers began to close around my heart. Lightly they stroked it and then began slowly to pull it from its place. Masamune whipped uncontrollably at my shadowy assailant. Thrusting and slashing with unnatural speed. Cutting again and again, but hitting nothing.

Gradually, my heart was loosened from its cavity and torn from my body. As it departed from the last centimeter of flesh on my back, I felt my entire body go stiff and the Masamune ceased flailing and fell limply to my side. Quietly, I keeled over, turning to fall lightly upon my side, facing the one who had removed my heart. The dark apparition held my heart, glittering in the palm of its hand. A ghostly smile flickered into place and it let out a small purr of excitement.

Its shadowy body morphed swiftly into something of a human shape and began to bring my heart to its newly formed maw. A small silhouette of a tongue slipped out and slowly slithered up and down the glittering object. With widened eyes, it tilted its head backwards and pushed the heart into the void of its mouth.

No.

I will not let this disgusting creature take that which is mine. I will not allow something so simple as a shadow to take my heart. Above all this, I will not allow this being to live.

Slowly, so slowly, I pushed myself up. Quaking arms propelled me onto my knees again. The shadow looked down at me with confusion but continued to swallow its prize. I was breathing heavily. Unable to hold the weight of it, I dropped the Masamune to the ground. How long I kneeled there I will never know, but the chattering of the shadows slowly died down until the lack of light matched the lack of sound. My assailant stopped and looked curiously at me, as if asking what I thought I was planning to do.

Panting strongly, I raised my right hand and faced my palm towards the bulging mouth of the shadowy individual.

There was a flash of light, a crashing noise that reverberated, amplified by the silence, and there I stood, with my heart in my hands and my arm through its throat.

It stood there, bewildered and unsure of what had happened. The yellow eyes began to dim slightly and it reached to its throat to feel my arm and where I had thrust through up to my shoulder. Then it dissolved, dark flesh melting into the darkness that surrounded it. I grasped my heart stiffly and thrust it against my left breast. It entered into my flesh and fell back into place.

Rejuvenated, I leaned down to recover the Masamune. I looked to the remaining thousands of shadows and once again assumed the position in preparation to destroy every one of them.

After all…who's afraid of the dark?

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Not too bad eh? I say it's my first fanfic but I've been planning this for a while…so I don't know if it counts. I honestly don't know how original I'm being here, I haven't done any research into my topic…but tell me what you think…I wanna know if it's worth continuing. You can flame if you want…though I can't see what you would flame as of yet…I just want as much criticism as you can give, constructive or not. So…go for it. I already finished chapter two…but I won't put it up til someone gives me a good review. Later.