A/N: I wrote this a good while back, but never did get around to posting it. It doesn't really involve a character except the mention of Riku. Honestly, I can't remember why I came up with this. Enjoy!
FADE TO BLACK
The Heartless.
They were everywhere, as they often were, when he entered Hollow Bastion's Grand Hall. They writhed like snakes, slithering and climbing over one another, their demonic yellow eyes glowing at the prospect of having a new, vulnerable heart to devour. They would've been disappointed then—if Heartless were capable of feeling such an emotion—when sharp, turquoise eyes narrowed in on them, snapping cold fire, and they scurried to obey his unspoken command under the scrutiny of his iron gaze.
Not out of any sort of love or respect for him, but because they were so thoroughly amused with the white-haired creature.
They gathered in small groups in the corners of the room, careful to stay out of his way, impossible for them to be afraid but avoiding the little boy's temper tantrums anyway.
They allowed him to pass by unharmed for the time being, letting him think he was in control, that he was strong enough to fight the darkness that inevitably consumed all...and they backed away into the shadows from whence they came, satisfied.
*End*