Inevitable Failure:

Prologue

No matter how hard you run, I promise your efforts will only end in inevitable failure.

Everyone eventually reaches that part in their life when they think back on everything, and think, "Damn, I fucked up really bad."

Riku had reached that part of his life at the ripe age of 15-but-almost-16, when he was kneeling on the ground of a dirty abandoned warehouse with his arms wrenched behind his back and a gun pointed at his face.

"Did you really think you could succeed in escaping from me, Riku?" Xemnas asked him; his voice cold and controlled, despite the anger obvious in his eyes. The expensive hand gun came close and brushed away the hair hanging in front of his face; gently caressing his cheek. Peebles and broken glass were digging painfully into his legs, and if not for the force of Saix pulling his arms behind his back, he was sure he would fall over onto the ground from exhaustion.

"No, but it was worth the try…" the silver haired gritted out painfully. The gun felt so cool and pleasant against his flushed and sweaty cheek. He had to stop himself from leaning into it; reminding himself of the hated man who's finger was on the trigger.

Xemnas frowned spitefully at the young teen's answer, and pulled the sleek gun away from Riku's face.

"Oh? And why's that? Why would running away be worth risking everything? I could have done anythingfor you, Riku. Without me, you are, and were, nothing," the man scoffed.

"F-For," Riku started, only to choke on his words and momentarily pause. He could feel the warm, salty tears that had been building in his eyes begin to fall. A single teardrop danced down his cheek in a elegant, curved line before rolling to a stop on his chapped, trembling lips. Riku licked the his tears' kiss away, but more fell after that one.

"For what, Riku?" Xemnas growled. Xemnas was not a patient person. Especially not for stupid little boys who did not deserve his patience, and took far too much time to get to the point.

"For Sora! E-Everything, was for Sora!" Riku sniffled pathetically, and bit his lip to try and stop himself from crying further and embarrassing himself. When the man standing in front of him burst into rough, bellowing laughter, he shuddered miserably and lowered his head.

"For Sora?" Xemnas laughed cruelly. "That stupid boy? You don't need Sora, Riku. Sora doesn't care about you. Not like I care about you. He could never offer the support we could have!" the dark man gritted out. He ground his teeth, and his face contorted with rage as his mood suddenly changed dramatically. Riku knew what was coming before that man even pulled his arm back, but didn't have enough time to brace himself before the cold gun collided with his face; creating a loud smacking noise that echoed through the empty warehouse. Riku's neck jolted painfully from the force, and he felt the roots of a tooth or two rip through tissue and dangle loosely from his gums from the gun's impact.

"Yeah, kind of" Riku coughed, and spat out the bit of blood produced from the gum tissue tearing. "I'm tired of listening to the bullshit you try to cram down my throat, Xemnas. You're… You don't know a single fucking thing about Sora. I'll decide what to think about him for myself."

The obediently quiet Saix scoffed in dry amusement at his declaration, while Xemnas just sneered in disgust and rolled his eyes. His black boots clacked against the concrete ground as he stepped away from the defenseless teenager.

"Obviously, you're already too corrupted by such idiotic ideas for me to possibly teach you about what's correct again. I wasn't planning to let you go unpunished for your disobedience anyway… so I might as well just take the easiest route and dispose of you now. And to think, I had so much faith in you, Riku…" Xemnas sighed in exasperation. Riku bit his lip so hard it bled.

His legs hurt. His back hurt. His cheek hurt.

His heart hurt.

"Like hell I'll let anything you say or do hurt me anymore. Your faith means nothing to me, " he decided.

Xemnas sneered and raised the gun up from where it was previously held at his side.

Riku closed his eyes and prepared for what low life scum like himself deserved.

Riku had reached the part of his life where he thought back on everything, and thought "Damn, I fucked up really bad". He thought about of a lot of things. He thought about how he should have tried harder on his school work, since he really did only have one chance at school. He thought about how he wished he argued less with his dad and brothers. He thought about how he wished he knew his mother growing up. He thought about how he wished he could have graduated high school. How he wished he could have gone to college. And he thought about his friends. But most of all, he thought about Sora.

…

A gunshot rang out.

It was any other scene of death.

The authorities and medical professionals that resided within the caution tape were the only ones there, as it was still early in the morning and no civilians had come by to see what was going on. A young detective was crouched in front of the covered body, and waited patiently as one of the medical officials present at the scene pealed away the cover to let him get a look at the corpse. At the site of the victim, he whistled lowly and leaned forward on his heals to get a better look at the body. He had known the victim, and knew whatever happened next wasn't going to be pretty.

"Damn, what am I going to tell those Strife kids?" he mumbled to himself, as the sun started to rise over the horizon and bathe the body in a new light.

A/N: FFFUUUU-Sorry I can't write worth a damn. I promise the rest of this story will be better.And it doesn't make much sense now, but hey, that's what prologue's are for, right? Well, you might feel confused when the story actually starts next chapter, but don't panic. Sshhh, it's okay, it's okay. Just let good ol' Neko handle the story for you, and you just sit down and relax.