AN: As ever, they're not mine. I don't own Disney or SquareEnix.
I never thought of memories as fragile before. You don't, do you. They're just always there, after something happens. Well, that's what I thought until I discovered this strange power that I have. This power that… alters people's minds, makes them forget things, but puts new, fake memories in their place.
It's all linked to my drawings. A boy with spiky brown hair is often pictured in them, I don't know why. Sometimes he's alone, sometimes with a dog and a duck. Sometimes it's him, a girl and another boy. They all look like they're friends, but I don't know who they are. I don't know who I am.
They call me Naminé, and say that I was born when a Heartless was created, from the remains of the body left behind. That makes me what they call a Nobody. But if I'm only half a soul, who makes up the other half?
Is she someone I see in my dreams, someone I draw? The only girl in any of my sketches is the redheaded one with the boy I mentioned earlier. Who is she, I wonder? What is her name?
I've been asking questions of the other Nobodies, and they tell me my powers are unusual, maybe even unique. Nobodies don't have any powers of their own, it seems, so it must be some residual magic left from before the soul was split apart.
My other half, what is she, to leave behind something as astounding and dangerous as this? A name haunts me, won't let me forget it. Kairi. I hear it whispered even when no-one else is in the room. I don't know who she is, where she is, if she really exists, but the name Kairi echoes around in my mind until I want to scream. I know it's important, I can feel it, but I just can't work out why. Sometimes my gift is also a curse.
AN: It doesn't take long to review, honest.