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Destiny Islands...
The island was bathed in the glow of the setting sun as night started to descend upon it's inhabitants. One figure stood near the edge of land looking out towards the setting sun.
"This world is just too small..."
Nightime...
A hunched, elderly man in a black hooded cloak shook his head as he looked at a figure wrapped in a white blanket. 'He is too weak.' He picked up the boy and held him under his arm. He held up his hand and opened a swirling portal of darkness.
The man stepped out of the portal onto a tropical beach, darkened by the cool night. A rush of nostalgia hit him, but he ignored it and walked on a crudely made wooden bridge. He stopped on a tiny "island" in front of a severely bent tree with star shaped fruit.
The man stared into the distance, the endless expanse of ocean waters. He slowly looked around at the island, taking in all that he saw. And he moved to a platform that branched from the main island setting the bundle on a curved tree.
"There, you see? An empty world, like a prison," He addressed the blanket laden figure. "I imagine you'll feel right at home." He knew the figure would not respond to him, but continued to watch it, as if expecting something to happen.
The figure was in fact, a boy. His golden-blonde, windswept, spiky hair fluttered softly in the breeze. His dead looking eyes were staring intently at the white sand. It seemed, the boy was losing the will to live. He slowly closed his eyes, done with life…
"There, you see? An empty world, like a prison," he said. "I imagine you'll be right at home."
Dive Into the Heart...
An infinite sea of darkness...
"Hey, where am I?"
A light in the darkness...
"Who's there?"
The light grows overtaking the seemingly infinite space of darkness before that's all there is.
The boy fell through, what felt like water, but he was still able to breathe. The white blanket dissolved from his body, revealing himself to be shirtless. Falling further into down into the light the boy, with silver gray pants and boots. He continued to fall endlessly it seemed. His body twisted, and he opened his eyes. He stood on a giant, blank, white platform. However, a quarter of it seemed to be broken off, and was slowly dissolving away.
He looked around, clearly confused. The small voice started to speak to him again.
I'm a brand new heart.
"But this is-" the boy started.
"Why are you in my heart?"
The light brought me. I saw it shining in the distance...
and followed it here.
The boy lifted his hand to his chest. "Yeah. That was my light. But my heart is fractured." He turned his head to the broken piece of the station. "And now, the little I have left is slipping away."
Then you should join your heart with mine.
"Huh?"
The white platform started to glow brightly, and began to fill the broken quarter. The boy felt a soothing warmth fill his chest. Now, our hearts have touched, The light filled the platform to a perfect circle. Nothing else will slip away. And one day... you'll be strong enough to win back the part that already did.
The boy clenched his fist to his chest, and closed his eyes. "Right. Thanks."
It's time to wake up now. All we need to do is...
"Open the door."
The platform changed, becoming whole showing the picture of the boy with a guard over the shirt he now wore. A rock formation in the background of the picture now shown on the platform with a green outline near the edge. He looked to be sleeping.
Destiny Island...
The cloaked man took one last glance to the bundle on the tree before turning away. He heard the rustle of fabric and turned back to it.
He turned the boy's hand was raised behind him. What seemed to be little eddies circled his hand, until a strange looking weapon manifested itself in his hand. It had a morphed handle with wing-like teeth. A small keychain dangled from its handle, and had a small pendant that looked like a tiny tornado.
The man seemed delightfully surprised. "Ah. A Keyblade?"
The "Keyblade began to sprout a small ball of light, emiting a meaningful glow. The glow intensified before shooting a beam of light curving toward the sky before it stopped seemingly hitting nothing.
The boy opened his eyes, and the sparkling lights in the sky were reflected in his dull blue eyes.
The man in the black cloak smiled viciously, and chuckled darkly. He might still be of use after all… But, I'll need a backup… He began to think to himself. A search for such a heart like his… it might take some time…