Disclaimer:
I do not own Kingdom Hearts, Disney, Squaresoft, any Final Fantasies, the "Matrix" or any other companies or parties affiliated with this fanfiction. I am not making any money off of this, and I humbly beg not to be sued, due to the fact that this is a work of fiction for fun. I do not mean to insult anyone accidentally, so if I do, please forgive me!
This fanfiction is written entirely by me, Sword Guy, and cannot be posted to any other site besides Fanfiction.net without my express written consent.
Thanks to my little brother, who inspired this with one simple comment. "Why doesn't she just step over to him?"
Also, I'll try to update this as much as I can.
A Fork In The Path Of Destiny
"I'll come back to you!"
I stared deeper into his eyes, watching the beginnings of tears form as his grip became more stretched. I wanted to go home; I wanted it so badly that I could taste it. But, as I gazed into Sora's eyes, I realized that home wasn't the Destiny Islands.
"You don't have to." I whispered, my face breaking into a grin as I found a solution.
Then, with every bit of strength I could muster, from both my heart and my muscles, I pushed the boundary between us. Sora's arms wrapped around me, and I found myself home, even if I wasn't on our island.
* * *
"Whoa!"
"What?"
"Look at this!"
"Oh my . . ."
"There's an alternate ending! I'll pull up the program code . . ."
"Oh, ****. It's rewriting itself!"
"Get our programmers on the line! Get the Disney people over here, and stop this storyline!"
* * *
I felt warm, and safe, and at peace with the world. I could feel his arms wrap tighter around me, and he mumbled my name over and over again. I found myself, surprisingly, not worried about Riku, Wakka, Selphie or Tidus. I knew, somehow, that they were all right, and that they'd want me to enjoy this moment.
Pain. The one thought my mind could focus on. I doubled over, clutching my stomach. Flames and ice spread through my bones, and my feet refused to hold me any longer. As I fell into blissful unconsciousness, I could see Sora using Potion after Potion, spell after spell. Dark.
* * *
"What happened?"
"We're not sure. We were running a standard test, and instead of letting go of Sora's hand, she leapt over the gap!"
"That's impossible! No kind of power could rewrite that ending!"
"It was perfect, foolproof!"
"QUIET! Now, as I see it, we have two options. One, quarantine the affected code and delete it, or let the plot play out."
"But if it plays out wrong, our entire sequel could be ruined!"
"We should delete it now, while we have the chance!"
"We'll see."
