Disclaimer: I, Scarlet Warhawk, hereby formally state the fact that I do not own the Final Fantasy, Disney, or Kingdom Hearts Franchises. I do own... um... *looks around* this calculator! *Holds up calculator* Yay!
(Author's Note:)
Alright. *Takes out script.* Hello, my friends! Alright, this is my first fic, blabbity, blabbity, blah, blah, blah, I know my writing is inadequate, but I'm trying to improve. Please remember, as of this fic, I think Axel will be the only one flaming anything. *chucks script*
And, without further ado, I present,
Reverse...
...Rebirth...
...Rewritten
KH: R/R/R
The silence was the first thing that registered. The eerie, empty, calm that filled everything, no, everything filled it. The silence. The Nothingness.
He had sensed his companions' unease as they stepped through the swirling, dark, mist their guide had called a 'Dark Corridor', but as soon as they passed through, he felt them relax. It was extremely strange, but almost... in a familiar way, he finally decided.
The atmosphere was like that of a church, or a temple of old; resonating, mysterious, hiding away the past all around them. It was majestic and commanding, yet, at the same time, almost fragile. As if, if one were to tread too heavily, it would shatter the very air itself, and bring some great and terrible fate down upon all of them.
He opened his eyes, and, for what felt like the first true moment of his life, he gazed out upon the world.
Black skyscrapers jutted out into the seemingly eternal night sky, superimposed on which was, intriguingly enough, a heart-shaped moon, which seemed to glow with a strange gold light. The streets were paved with dark grey stone, and neon lights flashed from different buildings. He could have sworn he saw two, luminous, yellow eyes staring back at him from an alleyway, and he filed that sight away for possible future use.
He then turned his attention to the rest of the group, each clothed in similar jet-black coats, each adorned with small, silver ornaments. All of them were nearly identical to his own, with the exception of his longer sleeves and overall size.
Their guide strode through the now dimly-lit streets, until he turned a corner and stopped so suddenly, they almost crashed into him. They peered around their guide, and, behind their hoods, four pairs of eyes widened in shock.
For before them was a castle unlike any other.
A enormous, cylindrical, grey tower ascended well above any other building, and ended in a great turret. Supports and smaller buildings and platforms crisscrossed around it, and, on the center of the tower, was a strange, yet... familiar symbol.
Familiar...
Like the man...
Like the city...
Like the world...
'Something has changed,' he thought to himself. 'There is something about everything now, something new.'
Then, in that instant, realization struck like a bolt of lightning.
'It's not everything else that has changed,' he thought as the puzzle pieces fell into place.
'It's us. It's always been us...'
KH: R/R/R
- - End Prologue - -
Now then, I'm sorry this first chapter is so amazingly short. I promise I'll make it up to you later. In the meantime, please, do review with comments/critisisms/concerns!
Thanks, and see you all next time!
-Scarlet Warhawk