Prologue: My Shattered Heart
(Gospel P.O.V)
I heard the faint melody of a piano, it's notes soft and quiet. I was falling down, my arms drifting behind me as I approached a tiny circle of light. It was cracked and broken, most of the fragments were like twinkling stars in the void I was in. The second I reached the platform, I swooned, loosing consciousness and collapsing onto the ground.
"It's time to wake up child. . ." a soft voice said in my head. A warmth spread out from my chest, a tingling sensation, followed by a sudden but soft jolt as I sat upright.
I was standing on a stained glass window, no, a stained glass floor. A picture of a young girl in a blue, knee length skirt and a white shirt with a picture of a golden cross on the front, her brown hair held back by a simple headband, 'It's me' I thought.
Suddenly, another voice called to me, "Oh, you're awake." it said. In an instant, a girl and boy were standing in front of me. The boy was wearing a black hoodie and had a pair of jeans on, his hands were in his pockets. His deep red eyes seemed to take on an almost primal glow and his crimson hair matched perfectly.
The girl on the other hand, was almost a mirror image of myself, in a white sundress with a wide straw hat over her head, clear gold irises and deep silver hair.
"W-where am I?" I stammered, looking at the pair as they held hands. "How did I get here? Who are you two?"
"Name's Lucifer." he said, turning towards the girl and nodding.
"I-I'm Aurora." she smiled.
I noticed then that the stained glass floor was missing huge chunks from it, and realized that I didn't remember anything. Not even a name, a date, nothing.
"Your heart is broken. We can heal it, if you'll let us." Aurora added.
I nodded, welcoming the two in a hug as they disappeared in a flash of bright light and deep darkness. "We'll be here for you kid. Don't worry about it." Lucifer said in my head.
A pair of weapons floated overhead, a white keyblade that resembled a shooting star, it's edge glowed a soft gold and the twisting metal seemed to vibrate in my hand. The words 'Celestial Wish', was written on the flat of the blade. A black keyblade with a red blade appeared beside it, it resembled a raging fire, the metal twisting and folding back on itself before ending in the traditional key shaped end. It's name was 'Eternity's End'.
I grasped the two in my hands as they finished materializing, immediately, the glass beneath me cracked as I fell down into the numbing darkness. Wondering if I would ever see the light again, I closed my eyes and I felt the cold fill me, "Gospel. . ." I heard a faint whisper.
