Half-Heartless
Prologue
Traverse Town; once a lively, bustling town filled with life. But then the Heartless arrived, and everyone fled from the streets of the town to other worlds. At first, no one remained except for a few stubborn citizens. Then, as the Heartless conquered more worlds, it was slowly filled once again.
Most of the inhabitants lived in the now closed-up Fourth District, the largest of the four districts and the most populated. A school lay in the very center of the district, surrounded by one-story houses and motels. Stands selling fruits, vegatables, and many other goods littered the streets of the Fourth District on Wednesday, which was Market Day.
Why was such a lovely place abandoned?
It was one lovely day. The sky was awash with bright shades of blue, and clouds silently drifted across the crystal heavens. Inside the school, students worked and played, passing notes. I was in choir at the time, and our united voices were carried throughout the building. We were content... so naive...
A deafening eruption instantly silenced us. What was that? The choir waited for a moment. After about five minutes, we began our cheerful song once again. But I knew that many choir students were still curious and frightened from the blast.
Another blast occured, and the sound of glass shattered drowned out the sound of our voices. We hushed. What now? What was going on? Everyone was confused, perplexed. Even the teacher.
Suddenly the silence was broken by a crackling noise. Students screamed through the hall, horror seizing their emotions. I heard someone yell through the crackling noise, which was growing by the minute, "FIRE! FIRE!"
All of my classmates heard too. Soon the entire school was filled with cries of terror. I was the last one out of the room; everyone else ran for their lives. I heard yet another blast. This time, I could see what it was. A ball of fire flew through the hallway.
I ran outside, too scared to stay inside the classroom anymore. The ceiling collapsed and I dashed out of the way just in time. Debris floated in the air. It created a delicate mist. I peered thorugh the fog and saw the horrid creatures that had started this mess. Heartless.
A student hid in confusion; another lay limp on the ground. Terrorstruck, I desperately began searching for an exit. Ah ha! A door. I tried to run, but I was slowed, as if wading in deep water. I can't get there fast enough... I need to escape...
I reached for the knob, but a hand rested upon my shoulder. Long, bony, black fingers, with scarlet claws. I looked back into the hate-filled eyes of a Soldier Heartless. I screamed for help, but the creature dug its claws into my flesh, and I was paralyzed. Numb, I fell to the ground. I struggled.
"Destiny!"
Finally, a voice. My older brother Shawn. He tried to save me, but was blocked off by a wall of Red Nocturnes. The Sodlier turned his full attention to me. He raised his crimson fingernails and placed one right where my heart was. His hand began to glow darkly, and he plunged the entire thing into my body as if I was just air.
I couldn't breath. The Soldier's fist was enclosing around my heart, and it was suffocating me. I kicked and gave a pathetic excuse for a scream. But the Soldier ignored my attempts at saving myself. A terrible pain spread through my body like lightning. That creature had part of my heart, and it was torn apart. It was killing me...
Please...
"Des! No!" Shawn's voice cried. I felt his gentle touch, and he ripped the Heartless and threw him off of me. But it was too late; the Soldier already had half of my heart. It turned its attention to my brother and attacked him. There was no one there to save him.
My human life lasted longer than my brother's, probably because I still had half of my heart left. Fellow students fell all around me, their hearts in the clutches of the Heartless. Creatures that have been created by accident had only one purpose and they robbed innocents of their hearts. And all I heard was crackling, screaming, exploding...
All was silent. Few had escaped this living hell, and the remaining were either pretending to be victims or were victims. Minutes went like hours. I moved my fingers slightly and touched Shawn's hand. It's cold. Cold and dead.
My vision began to blur, and the light began to dim. [No,] I thought, [Please, just let me live a few moments longer... just a few moments longer... please...]
My pleading was turned down as I began to have the sensation of tumbling, falling. I can't see. I can't hear. I can't breath. Numbness had swallowed up all other senses and emotions. I knew now that this is what the Heartless felt. Nothing.
[Author's Note]
Maji: I wrote and rewrote this chapter about three or four times. oO; It could've been better though... please review! I need flames to keep the barbecue goin'! Buh-bye! *waves*
Gypsy: *waves* See you next chappie! ^^
[Dislcaimer]
I don't own the Heartless or Traverse Town's first three districts (or Traverse Town in general). But I do own the Fourth District, Destiny, Shawn, and... that's it.
Prologue
Traverse Town; once a lively, bustling town filled with life. But then the Heartless arrived, and everyone fled from the streets of the town to other worlds. At first, no one remained except for a few stubborn citizens. Then, as the Heartless conquered more worlds, it was slowly filled once again.
Most of the inhabitants lived in the now closed-up Fourth District, the largest of the four districts and the most populated. A school lay in the very center of the district, surrounded by one-story houses and motels. Stands selling fruits, vegatables, and many other goods littered the streets of the Fourth District on Wednesday, which was Market Day.
Why was such a lovely place abandoned?
It was one lovely day. The sky was awash with bright shades of blue, and clouds silently drifted across the crystal heavens. Inside the school, students worked and played, passing notes. I was in choir at the time, and our united voices were carried throughout the building. We were content... so naive...
A deafening eruption instantly silenced us. What was that? The choir waited for a moment. After about five minutes, we began our cheerful song once again. But I knew that many choir students were still curious and frightened from the blast.
Another blast occured, and the sound of glass shattered drowned out the sound of our voices. We hushed. What now? What was going on? Everyone was confused, perplexed. Even the teacher.
Suddenly the silence was broken by a crackling noise. Students screamed through the hall, horror seizing their emotions. I heard someone yell through the crackling noise, which was growing by the minute, "FIRE! FIRE!"
All of my classmates heard too. Soon the entire school was filled with cries of terror. I was the last one out of the room; everyone else ran for their lives. I heard yet another blast. This time, I could see what it was. A ball of fire flew through the hallway.
I ran outside, too scared to stay inside the classroom anymore. The ceiling collapsed and I dashed out of the way just in time. Debris floated in the air. It created a delicate mist. I peered thorugh the fog and saw the horrid creatures that had started this mess. Heartless.
A student hid in confusion; another lay limp on the ground. Terrorstruck, I desperately began searching for an exit. Ah ha! A door. I tried to run, but I was slowed, as if wading in deep water. I can't get there fast enough... I need to escape...
I reached for the knob, but a hand rested upon my shoulder. Long, bony, black fingers, with scarlet claws. I looked back into the hate-filled eyes of a Soldier Heartless. I screamed for help, but the creature dug its claws into my flesh, and I was paralyzed. Numb, I fell to the ground. I struggled.
"Destiny!"
Finally, a voice. My older brother Shawn. He tried to save me, but was blocked off by a wall of Red Nocturnes. The Sodlier turned his full attention to me. He raised his crimson fingernails and placed one right where my heart was. His hand began to glow darkly, and he plunged the entire thing into my body as if I was just air.
I couldn't breath. The Soldier's fist was enclosing around my heart, and it was suffocating me. I kicked and gave a pathetic excuse for a scream. But the Soldier ignored my attempts at saving myself. A terrible pain spread through my body like lightning. That creature had part of my heart, and it was torn apart. It was killing me...
Please...
"Des! No!" Shawn's voice cried. I felt his gentle touch, and he ripped the Heartless and threw him off of me. But it was too late; the Soldier already had half of my heart. It turned its attention to my brother and attacked him. There was no one there to save him.
My human life lasted longer than my brother's, probably because I still had half of my heart left. Fellow students fell all around me, their hearts in the clutches of the Heartless. Creatures that have been created by accident had only one purpose and they robbed innocents of their hearts. And all I heard was crackling, screaming, exploding...
All was silent. Few had escaped this living hell, and the remaining were either pretending to be victims or were victims. Minutes went like hours. I moved my fingers slightly and touched Shawn's hand. It's cold. Cold and dead.
My vision began to blur, and the light began to dim. [No,] I thought, [Please, just let me live a few moments longer... just a few moments longer... please...]
My pleading was turned down as I began to have the sensation of tumbling, falling. I can't see. I can't hear. I can't breath. Numbness had swallowed up all other senses and emotions. I knew now that this is what the Heartless felt. Nothing.
[Author's Note]
Maji: I wrote and rewrote this chapter about three or four times. oO; It could've been better though... please review! I need flames to keep the barbecue goin'! Buh-bye! *waves*
Gypsy: *waves* See you next chappie! ^^
[Dislcaimer]
I don't own the Heartless or Traverse Town's first three districts (or Traverse Town in general). But I do own the Fourth District, Destiny, Shawn, and... that's it.