Prologue
When you doubt the path trod thus far, when the hand you held is lost to you, gaze anew at the heart that once was...for all the answers are within.
Darkness. That was all that existed for as far as the eye could see. However, in the distance, there was light and...the ocean? The light crept closer, the sudden shift dilating the eyes. After a few moments, black sand and water came into view. Despite being surrounded by shadow, the black sea lapped just as gently as any other. As more of the beach entered visibility, a hunched figure, cloaked in black came into view. The figure was facing the sea, golden orbs the only visible feature underneath the hood.
"Darkness. All begins in it, and so must all end by it. It is the hearts true nature. But what of the shards left by those that fall to darkness?" The figure mused, very much proving to be male, the hunch not poor posture, but time ravaging his body. "For example, this decrepit body, once cast off, now returned." He stated as he stepped towards the lapping waves. "Such as I return, as do these shards. Like the hearts gathered by both the unversed and the heartless, they gather here, at the apex of darkness and it's power, beholden to no man. They gather, masterless and free. Yet...it is different...this is indeed a fortunate time to return.." The figure said as he drifted out of sight. Far ahead, in the distance, faint golden shards gathered, weaving and winding together, a definable object forming. However, after all the shards wove, the image remained incomplete. It was a shattered moon. The beginnings of a new world.
Suddenly, the light created by it became overpowering, the darkness was dispelled. First it became warm, then hot, then the warmth turned into pain.
Sora bolted up, a chill running up his spine. He had never seen that moon before..but somehow..he recognized it. He took several deep breaths to calm himself, closing his eyes as his left hand came up to rest on his chest. This was not the first time he had experienced that...vision? It felt far too real to be a dream, and the area that was shown felt..familiar somehow. And the figure..his heart sunk into his stomach whenever he dwelled too long on who that old man possibly was. It didn't help that he was wearing the cloak of the Organization. It was impossible. He and Riku had defeated every member of the Organization..hadn't they? He allowed the hand covering his heart to raise out in front of him, all the fingers extended as he focused for a moment...and a flash of white light temporarily illuminated his room. He was home. But, he knew now that he could not remain home. His fingers tightened around the grip of the Kingdom Key. This was the last day that he would be home. He was going to head out in the morning. Donald and Goofy were long gone, having taken up their respective roles in Disney Town again. However...Riku and Kairi were both on the islands still. Perhaps this could be the adventure they had sought out when they were still children...
Author's Note: Alright, I'm gonna stop here for now. As you can most likely figure out, this is the first chapter of a Crossover between Kingdom Hearts and RWBY. True fans or just dedicated ones already know who was in this chapter, and to explain his appearance, this is set immediately after Dream Drop Distance, but before the events of the upcoming Kingdom Hearts III, and immediately after the events of season two of RWBY. I plan on making this a long term investment, and it very well will get violent and dark down the road, so hopefully this leaves those who read it wanting more. If you read it, leave a review telling me what I can do better, I'd greatly appreciate it.