Special thanks to Flautist4ever for looking over this.

This is a spin-off that came to me to do this month, even though I'm not at this point in my universe.

Mortem (who's mentioned only) belongs to YamiChaos27

Chapter 1: Kendall's haunting visitor

Kendall Norman was in a particularly foul mood this morning. Not only had his son run off on him after refusing to follow the path he set for him, but more and more the news was talking about the people who still believed in Gri and how the threat they used to pose was now gone thanks to Anton Yeller's genius. Kendall didn't care about those people and had been glad that his son had become a soldier. Right now he had so much anger and bitterness in his heart from Jason's refusal to obey him that there was no room for the Starlight spirit.

Starlight, the holiday that marked the end of the year and the start of a new one. A day originally created by the Faithful of Gri to celebrate his victory over the kaiju Ryukumo. Now it was a day where people pretended to have compassion for others when all they cared about was themselves. And Kendall was no better. It would avail nothing to talk about this man if it had not been for something miraculous that happened to him this Starlight.

Kendall had just returned home for the night to find Joan watching the news. Frowning at his wife for concerning herself with the news of others when he was hungry he gave the computer system his orders. "Computer, turn off all television broadcasts."

As the news switched off, his wife turned to give him a menacing glare. "Kendall, I was watching that."
"It is not your business to be concerned about others when we're being questioned because of Jasons' actions against Doctor Madsane. If he had known when opportunity was knocking-."

"Madsane this, Madsane that. THat's all I ever hear anymore!" Throwing her arms up in frustration, she continued, "Kendall, our son is on the run because that key sword wielding fighter helped him break free of that program Madsane put in his skull. You remember the look in the eyes of our son when Decoration went active. Everything that was him was gone in an instant, and then later we hear reports of genocide."

"Extermination." Kendall corrected his wife. "Those pests were dregs of society, hanging on to old traditions that have no value or purpose in our modern society. All they ever did was hate on change, and now they were the ones who had judgement placed upon them. If anything all our clone did was help make room for opportunity."

Her jaw just dropped further than he had seen it in a lifetime. "Opportunity? That is mass murder you're defending, and what's more it's almost Starlight."

"Which now can be cleansed of all religious aspects and modified properly. I think the new name Night Party fits better than starlight." Kendall then had to duck because Joan threw the plate of food she had out at him. "Joan!"

"Kendall!" She retorted. "Wrong is wrong, and I thank this Mortem for having the heart to help Jason when he needed it. I don't understand these key weapons, but I believe they offered more opportunity for our son than anything you ever gave him. Or didn't give him."

His anger flaring up, Kendall marched over to his wife and prepared to hit her like he had hit her so many times. However before his blow landed a sound echoed through the room. It sounded like an ancient trumpet that would've been used to herald the coming of a king. Then, there was another just like it. And another, and another. Soon, there was an entire fanfare sounding in the room. To some it would've been a joyous sound, a promise of peace on earth and good will to men. To Kendall, however, it felt like he was the one about to be thrown in jail and tried for crimes he didn't commit, a reminder of the day that he had never forgotten.

Then as quickly as it had come up, it ceased. Both Kendall and Joan looked at each other, their anger and argument forgotten as they tried to make sense of what had just happened. Then, the sound of wings flapping and a heavy cart being drawn filled their room while prompting them to turn to the window that showed the sprawling city of Netokan.

In the distance where the old religious center used to be, where the churches and sacred sites had been destroyed not long ago, a glow came that took the form of the fallen buildings. The light that came from those sights took the form of the desecrated landmarks, and made them swell to sizes that none of the buildings of Netokan could rival. This light made Kendall feel like he would go blind from it, and filled his heart and soul with emotions that should've brought peace but instead brought him pain.

That was when he saw it. A chariot being drawn by two large animals with hoofed legs and narrow heads, with tails made of hair and manes as blue as the sky. Both had enormous wings like a bird, and a large horn protruded from their heads. To his amazement it stopped right outside their apartment window and from there stepped out a figure who Kendall knew he would never forget the sight of.

His beard seemed to cover his entire face in a blanket of snow, and yet it glowed with the light of a star. He was dressed in a uniform that was reminiscent of an old business suit that seemed to shimmer in gold and silver, and his amber eyes appeared to radiate like the sun. In his hand he carried a briefcase that was as black as night, and seemed as terrifying as if the gates of the underworld had been opened before him. Even though they were hundreds of feet in the air the figure stepped off the chariot like a man exiting his private monorail and walked across the open sky through the window like it wasn't there.

Falling against the wall, Kendall knew who it was the figure had come for. "What do you want with me?"

"Much." The figure said in a voice that for some would've been as jolly as Santa Claus, but for Kendall it was as terrifying as a parent who had unleashed their fury on a child. Turning to Joan, the figure smiled. "Fear not, Joan. You have found favor with the one I represent, and you shall be spared the judgement that is to come."

"Judgement? What judgement?" Kendall asked.

"Do you not know who I am?" The figure asked.

Shaking his head, Kendall asked, "Should I?"
"I am Jonathan Gabriel, the First to be called by Gri to lead the people of Harthyn back into His light."

Of course this sounded outrageous to a man of the world like Kendall, but it would sound outrageous for anyone reading this to hear that he did not want to believe it. One would wonder why would this man not want to believe when he could see a man doing impossible things in front of his eyes. Well, it's a fact of life that people hate it when things change, and it is more so when that change includes admitting you were wrong about everything. With a scoff, he mocked the being before him, "Oh, you're Jonathan Gabriel? Then tell me, why are you dressed in such a fancy suit and why do you carry a briefcase? Last I checked those did not exist two-thousand years ago."

"You seek to tempt me, to goad me into getting caught into your word trap?" With a frown that would've stopped even the heart of Xehanort Jonathan said, "Man of science, do you believe I exist or not?"

As stubborn as he was Kendall could tell from the way he spoke that denying the existence of the one before him would kill both his body and his spirit, and even he knew in that instant that it was not a fate he wanted.

"I can see your thoughts, and I know you do not want to believe. However, you have the wisdom to see that the wrong words will spell your doom." Turning to Joan, he asked, "Do you have something I could eat?"

Blinking, she gave a nod before heading into the kitchen to get some holiday treats she had made. As she brought the treats out she gave some to Jonathan, who thanked her for his trouble while taking a bite. "Forgive me, but I did not know that a person needed to eat after they passed on to the other side."
"Now you know that it is truly I who speaks to you, and not a malicious spirit pretending to be a holy man. See, and believe that Gri has sent me to correct this family." Turning to Kendall, he continued, "Heed my words Kendall Norman. Your actions for all these years towards your wife and your son have displeased Gri, and like Anton Yeller and all who follow him you risk binding yourself to the mortal plane with the chains of darkness. But because of the role your son has to play He has sent me to give you a lifeline, a chance in which to escape your fate."

"And what may this lifeline be, exactly? Pilgrimage to the Holy City? Fasting for two months?" Kendall didn't want to admit it, but he was a little curious to see what was going to happen.

Getting up, Jonathan Gabriel thanked Mrs. Norman for the food before answering her husband, "Over the next few days you shall be visited by three spirits. Expect the first one tonight one hour after the stroke of midnight."
"What's wrong with getting it over and done with at once?" That was more of a joke than a question, but Kendall would never get an answer.

Continuing, the celestial messenger finished, "The second shall arrive the following night at two in the morning, and then the last shall come at the stroke of midnight. Pay attention, Kendall, because if you learn nothing from them you shall desire to be escorted into the presence of Zudyss himself. You have been warned. Now your fate is in your hands." With those final words, Jonathan Gabriel exited the apartment through the window, and once he entered his chariot, ascended to the heavens. The lights outside dimmed and everything returned to normal. I feel it is important to add Joan and Kendall never saw him again in their mortal lives.