HELLO I'm new to this. This is not my first idea but this is the first time I actually published something. I looked around the kingdom hearts fanfics and couldn't find any stories with a story like this so I got on it and finished the chapter in whole day. Kingdom hearts belongs to Disney interactive studios ETC. it obviously does not belong to me. The only thing that does is my OC and how I take the story forward. I hope you guys enjoy and if my possibly poorly placed commas or any other grammar error annoy you let me know so I can improve. Anyway on to the first chapter!

Chapter one.

Darkness surrounded the faintly lit object hovering in the dark space. The object looked broken missing several pieces from its form. Had it been whole, it would have resembled a heart but now its just a fraction of what it used to be...Yet it was aware if barely of its existence as it continued to probe around, looking for something the moment its predicament was thrust upon it.

The Damaged heart kept searching sending pulses through the darkness using its "heartstrings" to find it was looking for, a way to become whole again. It searched endlessly for its missing pieces with what little determination and heart it had left trying to fix it self.

Then finally it felt it, a faint pulse that rebounded back over numerous distances in less then an instant, a piece that like very much like it self was surrounded by a darkness yet a different one. It was trapped within a servant of the very darkness that brought the fractured heart to its current state.

"A Heartless"

The piece it felt was small but strong, second to what it was now, the largest of piece of itself that remained. The damaged heart knew that it could do nothing but communicate and probe for its missing pieces, it needed something or someone to go and collect them physically and finally bring them back together through it to reform what was lost. It was the only way to This fragment slumbered, trapped within the the darkness. It found that it had light, a strong one at that yet it also held darkness of its own one that was unfamiliar yet similar to the darkness that contained it.

It knew what it had to do. It's risky but there is no other way. For it to fix it self, all it had to do was get a part of itself on the right path.

The fragmented heart reached out to this piece sending out waves of reassurance and then began to transfer what light and power it had left barely saving the tiniest bit for itself knowing it would send itself into hibernation for recovery. The receiving piece quivered with anticipation and glee is it felt more whole then a little piece like itself should and began to wake.

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The heartless searched around looking for victims to fill its insatiable endless hunger for hearts. The particular heartless was different then its usual brethren. Perhaps this is due to the fact that the heart it was created upon was only a small part of a once strong heart not fully a whole one. This heart not only did it have light it also had an unfamiliar darkness it couldn't understand. The heartless was intended to be a gargoyle heartless and it was but only it was given something by the foreign darkness that its mindless destructive instincts couldn't complain about. Its appearance had changed radically compared to its winged brethren.

Its head still had kept the similar shape only somewhat similar to the other gargoyles however unlike its brothers its head had both jaws still attached to form a single teeth filled visage. Being the only teeth showing were its fangs that rested outside of its lips. Its horns faced front with an upward curve and were black with white circles going around them reaching the tips. Its eyes were the most unusual it's eyes they were yellow but they had pupils the same kind of eyes were that of human who had given into the darkness. Its form was colored black like many heartless yet had bright teal accents going across its form in lined patterns around its arms reaching down to its wrists. The same can be seen for its legs but its torso was a more intricate design. The teal circled the heartless symbol replacing the black outlines for teal ones while keeping the red interior on its dark featureless sleeveless vest. It's hands and feet were less stringy and thicker then the limbs it's fellow heartless had, they had talons three to four inches long sharp enough to rend steel. Finally its wings, they were leathery and black with the same teal design like the rest of it's body spread fully wing span was equivalent to 2 to 3 arms length.

The heartless stopped in it's tracks as something seemed to change.

Something was wrong.

Even with the changes from the strange darkness within the fragmented heart it felt uneasy if even that was possible, it felt.. faint pulses coming from somewhere connecting to it's vessal stirring the once thought dominated heart piece.

Then finally it happened.

Searing pain blasted through the heartless, screeching as it felt it's will being disintegrated and destroyed as power surged into it's heart fragment from an unknown source.

The small piece of heart had awoken and with it the personality within.

After a minute of the mental assault and pain the heartless spirit was exercised and a dark orb with yellow glowing eyes rose from its vessel bursting into nothing sending it back to the darkness and a new conscience took it's place causing the heartless body to collapse to the ground.

Hours later...

First thing he woke up to was agony. His body ached as he groaned out in pain, quivering on the floor as he stopped moving and tried have a minute to recover feeling breathless. No longer in the same pain previously, he tried to stand up only to stumble and immediately fall face first into the dirt. Muffled grumbles and curses aside he tried again, this time getting support from a dark rusted lamp post. Finally able to stand on his shaky legs he was able see without the entire world spinning in front of him.

He began to inspect his environment.

The land was dark and gray around him, the very ground and trees dead with no signs of life, a moon shone brightly above him giving the lifeless place it's only main source of light. Tomb stones were placed throughout the area leaving a deathly silence. Last was a cobblestone path that seemingly led to a small town in the distance.

He began to think of how he got there only to realize couldn't, in fact he couldn't remember anything, not his home , any family, friends... He couldn't even remember his own name. Well he could remember that he is a guy and is human and basic functions but that's it.

They were gone, all of his memories just non-existent. He felt almost empty inside.

"Why can't I remember anything? What happened to me?" He wondered worriedly.

He started to panic, he was lost , didn't know his own name, nothing!

As he gripped the light post tightly in his panicked state he was startled by the grating of metal that came from the post. He looked to his hand only to stop cold.

For the spot he thought his hand was on was instead replaced with a monstrous clawed limb crushing the metal in it's grasp.

His breathing began to accelerate as he slowly released the groaning metal from his grip taking his limb closer to his face to examine it. He brought his other hand together and began to shake as both of them were clawed limbs.

He began to swiftly examine himself looking at his equally clawed feet to his legs and was bordering on hyperventilation.

"WHAT HAPPENED TO ME!" He shouted

He needed a mirror. A reflection, SOMETHING!

He starting to rapidly look around him turning in all directions to find something to reveal his face.

He saw a large puddle on the few yards away next to a dead oak with thick branches level with his own head.

He quickly began stumbling towards the water not questioning how it got there in this dead dry land.

He trips only to catch himself on his hands and knees just on the edge of the water and raises his head to peer at his face to see... A monster.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH"He screamed

Rising in alarm he immediately crashes his head into the thick oak branch just hanging above him rebounding him straight into the dirt face first.

*Uhhhggg* he groans in pain as he clutches his head with his new..."hands".

After a few minutes he composes himself sitting down as he stares at his new body. His thoughts were in a flurry of fear, panic, and confusion.

"I— I'm a monster, how did this happen?" He thought.

He then edged back to view his reflection once more and started to examine himself more clearly, his face revealed once more. He opened his mouth to show an intimidating maw of teeth and fangs. He closes them with a audible snap, flinching slightly at his reflection mimicking him perfectly. He finally notices two shapes sprouting from behind his shoulders. He twisted his head around, feeling around his back and felt them.

He had wings, actual genuine wings to use and experience flight with. Despite their somewhat dark appearance, he felt excited? Maybe the thought of flight greatly appealed to him when he was human. However wings or no they seemed to furl and sag behind him lightly touching the ground.

Of course this body didn't come with a how to operate wings manual, typical.

Back to the matter at hand he thought of the next concerning matter.

"Where the heck was he?" He pondered.

He got up finally getting a bearing on his new legs and was able to walk around without too much trouble. From what he could see he had two directions to the left the road in front of him led to the woods and to the right a town in the distance.

Unsure of how people might react to his appearance he wasn't sure if going into town was a good idea, but he didn't want to isolate himself as trees made poor conversationalists and he doubted they could tell him where he was. He may of looked the part of a monster, but he sure didn't want to live like one.

With his mind made up he began the walk to the town.

20 minutes later.

The land made no changes during the distance he traveled. It was still the errie wasteland he saw upon waking.

He could see the entrance to the town just ahead with an iron gate spread open as if to welcome any who enter. At the same time a scarecrow with a pumpkin head was put at it's side as if to be a greeter. As he began to walk to the entrance he stopped to see something...peculiar on the side of the road.

It looked like a white porcelain tub that had...feet?!

He walked closer to it examining it closer, it was empty and was doing nothing but swaying slightly as if waiting for something... or someone.

HI-YAA was all he heard before *THUNK* he collapsed to the ground with his head exploding with pain from the impact, barely conscious he heard three squeaky individuals talk behind him.

"Look it's like those things oggie boss around before jack squashed him!" Stranger one said.

"It sure is scary looking" replied another.

"Hey let's bring it home we could play scorpion tag with it." Said a light young feminine voice.

" Sounds fun I'll get my bear traps! Here help me throw it in the tub it took a lot to swing that bat at it's thick skull."

As for the battered unlucky creature on the floor, after all the stress and previous head trauma was too much for him. Light cackling and small hands lifting him was all he was aware of before he finally succumbed to darkness.

End chapter

I hope you guys enjoyed let me know what you think.

Untill next time goodbye.