This is what boredom gets you. A heartless OC with Sora, possibly someone else, still contemplating on who she should be paired up with. Just getting things started. I didn't play the recent Kingdom Hearts game yet, which is sad seeing as how I don't have a DS, This is going to happen at the end of Kingdom Hearts 2~ Sorry kiddos no romance in this chapter, just introducing the OC. Next chapter, the two will meet, probably some love or hate goin on in the next chaper!

Constructive criticism is welcomed, You don't gotta be nice with me. Be honest! Just don't be an arse.

"Trick or treat!"

Those were the last words you would hear in Halloween town. You'd figure there would be little humans dressed up as goblin and ghouls running around with a pillowcase in their little hands asking for candy when you thought of the word, Halloween. No, this town was much darker than such a festive event that was full of laughs. It was eerily quiet, the moon shining bright; the only known sounds were the soft breaths of Shock, Lock, and Barrel staring intently at the project their leader, Oogie Boogie was working on.

Hanging limply only a few inches above the ground, white bandages scarcely covering her privates, she was only a shell, Oogie Boogie working on the soul for the lifeless female shell. She was tiny, pale, and had small curves. She wasn't a stick, she had average curves, a small nose which was turned up slightly. Her short black hair curtaining her pale face and eerie yellow eyes, she had a tiny face. Heck, everything about her was tiny. Her pinky lips hanging open, drool seeping out and landing on the ground below her.

Who am I?

What is my purpose?

What am I?

What's that light?

Maybe I should go to it, it's warm there.

"Wake up, my dear."

How'd she get here? What was this...thing she was in? She didn't remember having these longs legs, nor did she remember having this stringy black stuff in her face. She used to be a wandering spirit, last thing she remembered was going towards a warm light. A wandering spirit meaning she was never born yet, she never reincarnated ever since her last death. A painful death, which was clearly imprinted into her mind. Suicide. She last remembered jumping off the Clock Tower in Traverse town, all for a silly love. Timothey Ackers. Just thinking about the man made her hiss and feel a darkness stir inside her. What was this feeling again?

Hatred.

That's what it was, this dark and powerful feeling surging throughout her body. Forcing him out of her mind, she regained feeling to this body, shivering ever so slightly when a light breeze hit against her naked body.

What a weird feeling, what are these things? Questioning herself before twitching her fingers before clenching her tiny hands into fists, knuckles turning white.

"Don't think it work---"

Abruptly shooting her head up, yellow glowing eyes staring directly at Shock. Shock let out a small surprised gasp, her face turning paler than it already was, she wasn't expecting that.

"Hello....Gwendolyn!"

"Gwen...Gwendolyn...Me?"

"Yes, Gwendolyn, you are my child, made for one purpose only."

"Purpose?"

"Get into your attire and we'll talk later, Gwen."

Gwen found this slightly disturbing seeing as how a bag full of moving things was her father. Oogie scrapping a rough hand across her cheek, before abruptly turning away with a snap of his finger, two shadow people with antenna's bobbing with every movement as they walked towards her. They jumped up to where the coils were, gnawing at the coils. Which seemed like a life time, the coils dissapeared as they finally got her free, Gwen landing with a thump on the creaky floor in front of a fire place. The shadows handing a pair of clothes and boots to her along with this oddly shaped pointy thing.

After changing into the clothes, Gwendolyn scrutinized her attire, it was like a jumpsuit but it hugged her body comfortably and made out of some sort of black cloth which was warm and cozy and stopped near her thighs, much like short shorts but a piece of fabric hung from the side of her attire. White sleeves which widened near her hands were warm, a grey belt hanging loosely on her hips with smooth small duggers tucked in, allowing easy access for her right hand. Looking closely, she noticed she had a large mark on her leg, clearly visible, it looked exactly like the soldier heartless who came in to help her. Was she one of them? She wore the same shoes as the soldier heartless wore, two silver armour pieces guarding her shoulders.

"Fits you perfectly!"

Boomed the bug filled man, chuckling as he slapped Gwen on the back. All Gwen could do was blink, wondering why he was suddenly being violent with her; clueless to the fact it was friendly and not violent at all. Humans were such complex creatures.

"Now, down to business!"

The air serious all of a sudden.

"You were made for a purpose, as I so previously told you. Kill Sora, yes?"

Oogie said before chuckling again, handing Gwen a rather large sword, which required two hands to hold as it was so heavy. Placing the large and heavy weapon on her back before staring at Oogie.

"I...Must kill...Sora."

"Exactly! After that deed is finished, you'll be known throughout.....everywhere! And me too obviously. Sora as of right now is heading to Belle's castle."

With a curt nod, she turned sharply and heading through an archway which had a dark purple mist swirling. She was going to go kill Sora.

Arriving in a bright sparkly place, cartfull of foods against the wooen floors. She was the only one here in this bright place which was probably a ballroom. A blank look on her face before heading over to the windows, staring out and into the darkened forests, a bright moon shining and stars twinkling. Only one thought raced through her mind.

Kill Sora.

She was programmed to do that. And that only.