Heart Note
By Little Miss Dragmire
Disclaimer: I own neither Death Note nor Kingdom Hearts, although you will see elements of both in this story. I do own pretty much all of the characters, though, except for a couple you might recognize from the Kingdom Hearts universe. And that was a very poorly phrased disclaimer. I'll try to come up with another one.
Prologue
A long time ago…
Not that long ago …
There was a scientist, Ansem, who called himself 'Wise.' He had six apprentices, all of whom wanted to pursue a type of science forbidden by Ansem: the study of the heart's darkness.
Not all of the apprentices were that interested, though. Aeleus would have been just fine studying those goats of his, and Dilan…
Despite their master's warnings and admonishments, the apprentices, lead by the newest of their number, a man named Xehanort, secretly continued their studies. Some say too far…
That might be considered an understatement. The "Some," I mean, not the rest of it.
The six apprentices, as a result of their research, created a race of creatures made from the heart's darkness: the Heartless.
Little morons.
Unfortunately, in an experiment gone wrong, the six were transformed into the creatures they had created.
The creatures they despised.
They each became Heartless. However, due to their strengths of heart, each retained his human form.
That's right, it wasn't just Xehanort. Surprise!
The new humanoid Heartless formed a plan: to use the lesser Heartless to seize power from the heart of all worlds.
Kingdom Hearts. What a goal.
However, Xehanort- or rather, Xehanort's Heartless- saw no reason to share the power he would acquire with any others, so, using a trick he had discovered in secret, he bound each of his fellows to an object.
Traitor.
Ironically, all of the objects, and the Heartless they were bound to, outlasted Xehanort. Because each object had a Heartless bound to it, each object had special properties.
Dark properties, naturally.
This story centers on one of them.
This is gonna be fun…
Ducking her head to avoid getting too drenched by the rain, the blond woman strode quickly and nervously into the library. She still wasn't sure if this was the best solution, but she couldn't stand to bear this burden any longer, and this seemed to be the only way. As she walked past the librarian's desk to her destination, she noticed the complete silence and lack of people. Good. This place was ideal. Finding the spot she was looking for: a reference shelf in a back corner that looked like none of the books had been touched in years, she reached into her jacket and pulled out what looked to be an ordinary black notebook. Then, she slid some of the books forward, wedged the notebook behind them, and stood back in satisfaction. There. It was out of her hands, and hopefully it'd be safe now.
As the woman walked back past the front desk, the librarian asked, "Were you looking for something to check out?" As the woman turned in surprise to face her, the librarian realized that she recognized her, although it had been a while. As a girl, this nervous-looking woman had visited the library at least once a week. Last the librarian had heard, she had gotten a job as a secretary to some politician. What she was doing here, though, was a bit of a mystery. The blond woman smiled weakly and said, "No, I already took care of what I was looking for."
After that day, people began to hear things moving in that back corner.
Yeah, this is really just a little taster to get things started and to fill you in on the situation. Hopefully I'll have a real Chapter 1 done before long. Oh, and later on, when this thing is in full swing, I'd like to see if anyone can guess who the narrator in the first half of this was. (LMD)