Chapter 1: DREAM


"A scattered dream,

that's like a far-off memory..."

"A far-off memory,

that's like a scattered dream..."

"I want to line the pieces up...

yours and mine."

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His voice entered my head from my open and willing ears as his words, I hesitantly, allowed to stick to my heart—the true storage of my most precious memories. But I can't help but just wonder...who was that? Why did he say those things? What did they mean? How is it possible for a stranger in my dream to effect my like this? As thousands of thoughts flood into my head, I separated my eyelids in expectation to see my dreamland but...this wasn't it. My dreams were my sanctuary, the only time where I felt safe and everything went my way as if I were the light in this happy darkness. But in this saddening black pit that surrounds me now, I was nothing but a dark creature as well. I was angled in a position were if I were to land at this exact moment, I'd hit the ground head first. I felt the fabric of my clothes wavering as the warm liquid pushed it aside to allow my body to sink down to the bottom of this large body of water.

A few seconds after my eyes had opened the water shifted my body forward so that my legs were suddenly now moving to be under me and I turned until...my foot landed on something. My knees bent as my other foot made contact with the platform and I stood down for a moment, regaining my balance, then I worked against the water to stand up straight. My head began to turn in different directions so that I could try to find any source of light that I could swim my way up to. It seemed that once my heart starting yearning for light, the ground beneath me reacted to that yearn. Suddenly, at least a hundred white doves emerged from the bottom of my feet and slowly they began to reveal a bright light but my attention was on the birds. I looked around as they swarmed around me and flew off, my eyes on them until they were no longer in sight.

Blinking, my gaze slowly dropped down to the strange surface underneath me that looked like...glass. The image of a boy with brown spiky hair and black clothing was on this glass platform, a weird giant key thing in his hand. Surrounding him were faces of people whom I've never met before but strangely I knew their names. "Sora.." I muttered the brunette's name while I glanced around at the other faces. "Kairi, Riku, Donald, Goofy." There was only once face left. This girl had long brown hair with green eyes. "...Hikari."

PSSSHHH. [1]

At the sound of my name the glass had shattered and I fell through, once again sinking more into this dark, endless, pit. I floated down, the area growing darker and darker by the minute and soon nothing but pitch black surrounded me. Am I...lost? The thought caused a sudden light to appear in the shape of a circle just like the other platform, it had faces on them but they were blurry. As I sank down more towards the light I realized in the middle were the brunette boy was, it was my face and I was in the same position as him. As I got even closer to the glass circle, the faces surrounding me began to blur along with myself. Not because the glass was blurring but my vision was. Slowly, I lost consciousness.


"HIKARI! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS!" It was the same voice as before.

Then there were different voices.

"I'm sorry! I-I never meant for this to happen." [2]

"You were destined to die. Your heart shall hold the doors to Kingdom Hearts open forever!"

"Hey, kid'do, cheer up! I've seen the way Roxy looks at 'ya, let me tell you, he's got it for 'ya. Got it memorized?"

"Hikari, Sora has only liked Kairi for a long time but...he treats you the way he treats her. Except he's more...serious about you, I guess. Don't let 'em down."

"Darkness...it's the only place you 'nd I will ever know, Kari. Let me help your darkness grow strong."

"Sora." This time, I spoke. "I'm really sorry. Both you and Roxas cared for me, and it's hard to choose between you two. I just...I love—..."

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...That was how my dream ended.


[1]: Okay, so I honestly have no clue how glass would sound as it shatters /

[2]: These next sentences are different people speaking to her, as if her dream is showing her a glimpse of the future. So expect that.

A/N::::;

Yay! I did this and I really hope this isn't too boring. I'm pretty horrible with starting stories but I need to do this one. I hope y'all will stick around for more of Jar Of Hearts. The story is planned out and I really like it but I hope you guys will too.