Disclaimer: Hmm. what wonderful, witty thing can I say in my disclaimer? Nothing except that I don't own Kingdom Hearts. Hell, I haven't even beaten the game. Anyway, onward!

Breathless Heart

Chapter One

Personal Log: Day 1

"Damn gummi ship. Well, since the visual isn't working, I guess I better tell you a bit about myself. My name is Kendra. No last name. Just Kendra. The only reason I'm even doing this 'personal log' thing is that my gummi ship's broken down somewhere between Traverse Town and Wonderland. God, I can't believe I just said that.

"The only reason none of those stupid Heartless ships haven't seen me or my ship yet is 'cause I'm cloaking the ship with my magic. It takes a hell of a lot out of me. Needless to say, I'm tired.

"Hmm. what else. I was raised in Traverse Town for as long as I can remember. According to Merlin, the wizard who raised me, I was found at about one year old, in the water around his study. He said that I was under the water, breathing perfectly normal, which leads me to believe I was from Atlantica originally. But then, how come I don't have fins or gills?

"You see, that's why I'm out here in the middle of space. I'm out here to find out who I am." Kendra shut off the gummi ship's computer with a sigh, then groaned as the gravity on the ship malfunctioned and she, once again, started drifting upward.

The sixteen-year-old flipped through the air and launched herself down into the engine area, muttering to herself about badly built ships and senile old wizards who gave crappy birthday presents. She caught her reflection on one of the metal panels and glared at it. A girl with bright blue eyes and neck-length auburn hair (that never liked to stay straight) glared back.
She stuck her tongue out at her reflection as a parting shot and opened the panel. Kendra fiddled with a few wires for a couple minutes before the gravity kicked on by itself and Kendra slammed to the floor cursing.

((A/N: Please, please, please, review! If you like it, tell me, if you don't, go ahead and flame me. I don't like the cold, the heat will be welcome. PLEASE, I BEG OF YOU, REVIEW MY LOWLY FIC!!!! If I get some feed back I'll post up the next chapter. If I don't get some feedback. I'll post up the next chapter, but you'll have to deal with me singing depressed songs in my disclaimer. Input on the possible pairings would be welcome.))