A Completely Different Version Of Kingdom Hearts II
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts
This is told in the view of a girl, a vampire from a place called the underworld. It isn't in Greece with Hercules, which will be explained in the next chapter when Sora asks her. Her personality is everywhere, so throughout the story she will have various moods and not always the same views on things as she did only two moments ago. At first she will be very abrupt and to the point, never thinking before making her decisions and going completely on instinct, but only because she is still slightly wary from sleep. Eventually, she'll get her head straight.
Also, I'm very sorry to all Sora-Kairi fans. This is a Sora-OC fic. No Riku-Sora action either. Gomen. I hope that this story will appease anyone who bothers to read it.
To all who have read either of my previous fics, I decided I would start a new fic sooner than I thought.
Chapter 1: A New Beginning
When I woke up, I wasn't sure what as going on around me. I could remember everything, but I couldn't remember this bright white room. When I stepped down the steps, I looked behind me to find a huge flower-type container, and I frowned in confusion. Blinking, I tried to see if I could make out anything else in the blinding room. Light never did go well with my sensitive, immortal electric blue eyes.
My marble skin was as smooth as the floor as I lay against it, listening for a vibration or an echo. Nothing came, and when I sat back up I had to brush aside my raven hair, letting my bangs fall into place over my left eye. It was a slight relief to look through shadows, not having to see the brightness, but my right eye still had to deal with it. I didn't bother trying to fix my hair in a way where it wouldn't.
I sighed softly, sitting cross legged. However, when I looked down I was surprised. I was not wearing the clothing I remembered wearing before. Instead, I was wearing a black top, sleeveless and made of some expensive material I could not name. A hood hung off of it, and underneath I wore a black corset. I wore a pair of tight jeans, pure black, and I recalled the name skinny jeans. They were popular among people who considered themselves 'punk'.
I was confused as to why I was wearing this clothing. Before, I had been wearing my favorite black robe. Then I wondered how long before was. It's not like it matters, I thought bitterly. I'm a vampire. Time doesn't exist for me, remember?
I stood again, heading for the wall to see if I could feel an entrance anywhere. As my hand ran along the length of the wall, I looked at the flower-shaped container I had been inside of. How had I come to be here? Brief flashes of memory went through my mind. A girl with blonde hair and blue eyes, in a torn white dress. She was smiling, saying everything was alright. I was in her room, also a blinding white, and there were pictures drawn everywhere. She had said they were the future.
Before that, I had been running. I was running towards something, someone. A man in a black cloak, his face obscured. I had tried to follow him, but failed. Instead I had come through the girl's bedroom. I tried to remember why I had been following that man, but nothing came to me. Only a burst of unexplained, burning hatred.
Suddenly, and unexpectedly, I found a crack in the wall. Finally, I though. Freedom. I pushed against the wall, only using some of my strength. It gave way easily enough, and I found myself in a darker hallway, lit by blue lights. To the side were smaller, less elegant versions of the flower I had been encased inside, and two of them were open. I was immediately on guard.
I walked forward stealthily, my feet not making a single sound, when I heard sudden cheering like a reunion had just been made. When I finally reached the end of the hall, where a door was open, I found that it was. In the center of a bright room exactly like the one I had been held in was a flower the exact same as mine. In front of it were three…people.
One was a human, an actual one. He was, to my slight embarrassment to admit, quite cute. His light brown hair was long, and in soft spikes. His eyes were a light blue, and seemed to hold so many emotions, both hidden and visible, that I couldn't help but feel a little touched. His face was innocent, boyish and carefree, yet held maturity and knowing. He wore clothes too small for him; a red jumpsuit reaching high above his knees and too short of sleeves, a black and white sweater that was as small as the jumpsuit and with a blue hood, and a pair of yellow boots that were probably uncomfortable.
He was hugging and laughing with a duck dressed in a blue shirt and an English cap with a red feather, and had a comical, raspy voice. The other was something of a dog, with a dog snout and droopy dog ears, and fur, but he had ten fingers with white gloves and wore a green turtleneck, a black vest, and a pair of yellow sweats with beige steel-toed boots. The duck carried a wand, and the dog carried a shield.
I was about to leave, when the boy seemed to notice me. He stood straight, and gave me a warm smile. I gave a sarcastic smile back, my fangs peeking over my full lower lip, and his eyes flashed in very brief fear before he was once again smiling. The boy was too relaxed for a normal reaction to just meeting a vampire, which confused me.
"Excuse me, can you tell us where we are?" he asked. His voice was kind, and was a nice sort of deep. Smooth, innocent and cute. I glared at him, crossing my arms. I had weak spots for cute kids.
"Sorry, no," I snapped, about to turn around again.
"Then where are you from?" The duck asked in his over-raspy voice. I sighed, glaring at the bright walls, and crossed my arms in a huff. I was tired, and the light was getting to me. I wanted to know what was going on, and it was confirmed that these three would be unable to help me. I decided that if I amused them for a moment, they would let me go free.
"The underworld," I stated sourly. That was one way to put it. Even the underworld was in a state though. Wasn't that why I had been following the man? Because I suspected him? Understanding suddenly flew through me, and I felt a little better. "I don't know where this is. I was pursuing someone."
"Do you know how long you've been here for?" The boy asked, and I sighed, irritated. He must have been somewhere along the lines of fifteen, a low possibility of him being sixteen. Wasn't that how old I was, or had been, when I was changed? I felt pity for him.
"No clue, and I don't really care. Time doesn't matter to me." I snapped, and this time I did turn. I began to walk down the dark hall, examining the metal walls that gave off a blue light with the lights that were attached to them. It was like a tunnel. We were underground. I continued walking, listening as the three from the room made the decision to follow my example. I could hear them behind me, examining everything, and I eventually reached a study.
It was something of a study, anyways. There was a set of computer screens in a corner, a stool in front of them, and wires everywhere. There was something like a teleporting device-or at least what one would think is a teleporting device-in the corner. I stood very still for a moment, making sure there were no hidden corners that anyone could come out of.
Unexpectedly, the boy walked straight into me. I forgot I was standing in font of the door. He got knocked over, but the dog creature steadied him before giving an odd sound that was something like a bark and a laugh. The only way I could describe it was 'Ehyuk'. I ignored them, stepping forward.
I half expected there to be a trap, but I had safe entry to the next room, which showed to be the final room leading to a large staircase, where a bright room was above. I climbed the steps, listening for any sounds, but it was in vain as the three behind me made a ruckus of cheering at finding somewhere bright.
The room above was a library. The source of lighting was the window, covered by beige curtains. I discarded the room, leaving it immediately, and stepped out. A large hall was shown, and I walked forward a few feet. On the other side of what must have been a mansion was a single door. I didn't bother going to it, and instead went right down the stairs in the center. The front door was right there, across the large entrance room, but being in the open always made me unsteady.
Tables everywhere were broken, doors left open to reveal more broken furniture, but there was no sign of life beside the three behind me. Were they following me? I didn't care, because they probably had the same objective as me-get out of this ghost house and find out what the hell happened. I wondered what had happened in this house, and what kind of argument had taken place to get the mansion this ruined.
Just as I was about to cross the floor, the boy called out, "Wait!" I turned, starting to get irked by these three figures, but the look of desperation made me soft. I wanted to hit something with my frustration for my weak spots. "I know you don't really know what happened, or why any of us are here, but…we'd be happy to have you as a part of the group until you find out."
I stared at him, incredulous. Didn't he realize that I was a vampire? Someone who could suck his blood at any second? "Listen, kid. You don't even know my name. Shouldn't you wait a few hours, until I've laughed with you, until you give any kind of offer like that?" The boy stood there, nervous as he thought over my words. I realized he wasn't the kind to think things through. "Oh, you're one of those kindhearted, always hoping for the best kids, right?"
"I…wouldn't really say that," the boy muttered, blushing. However, his two companions both snickered.
"Yup, that's Sora!" the dog creature said in a goofy voice. "I'm Goofy"-the irony-"and that there is Donald."
"Well, it's nice to meet your trio, but not really, but I have to go," I said, turning to leave. I wasn't expecting the hand on my shoulder, and I froze. I turned to find the boy, Sora, looking at me with a determined face.
"You didn't tell us your name," he said. I stared at him for a long moment, and then brushed his hand off.
"My name's Saku," I muttered, and turned away. "Good day to you." There was one more nervous tug on my hood, and I turned with no patience left. "Could you please let me go?" however, I was startled to see that Sora was holding out a cloak (where did he get that from?) and giving me a sheepish grin.
"Don't vampires burst into flame or melt or something when they're in the sun?" He asked, and I blanched. Before I could stop myself, I was giggling. I always giggled when people came up with this assumption after meeting me.
"No, no." I finally gasped out. "The sun doesn't do anything to us. The only thing it does is hurt our eyes and make our skin…well, in a way shimmer. But not in a way where you're like a shining diamond, just a little shimmer, like a glow. Like…I don't know, when you stand in the rain and when you watch the rain bouncing off of an object it looks like it's glowing."
"So…you won't get hurt?" Sora asked, relief flooding his face. I realized why he had been concerned, and why he was so eager to let me into their group. He didn't want to see anyone hurt. I chuckled to myself, wondering how a boy could be so innocent.
"You have a lot to learn, little boy," I said softly. Sora went wide eyed, and Donald and Goofy both snickered. "Don't worry about it."
"A-alright," Sora muttered, throwing the cloak on the floor as I turned to head for the door. I wondered if I would see them around again. I didn't get attacked as I reached the door, and when I opened it into the bright sunlight, I felt a little less on edge. If I hadn't been attacked yet, then I was sure I was safe for a little while.
Outside was huge. There was a large garden for the front, leading to large gates that were open and what seemed to be a large wood. I didn't look back as I headed for the wood, and followed a slightly worn path. Eventually, the woods became thinner and I came to a wall with a hole in the side, and when I stepped out of it I found myself in a rather large, and rather quiet town.
Where to now? I wondered. Instead of standing around waiting for the Trio to catch up to me, I headed forward with grim determination. I was sure there would be something here for me to see, to use. A way out.
The town was extremely quiet, and it was only late afternoon. The whole place was pretty nice, very bright. It looked like this place was in a constant twilight. Everywhere I went, the houses and buildings and walls were all the same colour, and it always shone just as bright. Soon, I found myself at a street where a sign said that the train station was right up the hill.
I took the opportunity, and was about to head up the hill when something flitted past. Immediately on guard, I backed against a wall. That thing had deffinently not been human. All I had seen was a white body, and I knew something wasn't right. Further away, I could hear Sora's voice and almost instantly cursed. He's gunna get caught in something, and I'm going to have to save him because I think he's cute. Curse me and my weaknesses!
I began to run towards the voice, but something caught me. I turned, ready to hurt something, but a hand covered my mouth. I tried to bite it, but whoever it was had made sure to hold tightly to the point where, if I were human, my jaw probably would have broken. "So, this is the chosen girlie."
I wanted to say what are you talking about? but was unable to. Instead, I gave out a low, warning growl. It rippled through my body as I willed myself to give into my power if this man held me there any longer. Obviously, he knew about vampires, because he immediately let go when he noticed the shivers running along my body. "Geese, no need to get all psycho."
"Who are you?" I snarled, finally able to look at the smuggler. He was wearing a black cloak, but his hood was down. Spiked red hair and green eyes faced me, and underneath the eyes were two black marks. Was he wearing makeup?
"The name's Axle," he said with what I guessed was supposed to be a charming grin. I spat at his feet. He winced, and then straightened himself. "Obviously not a friendly one, are you?"
"Why are you here? Why do you have that cloak?" I hissed, and the boy-he looked only seventeen or eighteen-shrugged.
"Why is anyone here?" he asked, and then grinned. "As for the cloak, I'm sure a girlie like you will figure it out soon. In fact, if I'm correct…no, I guess I shouldn't spill too much." He shrugged, and only made me more confused. I stood to my fullest height, but I was still quite a few inches short than him. So I hissed, baring my fangs. He didn't react, or at least didn't show it, so I asked another question.
"What do you mean by chosen?" It was a fair enough question. He was making an attempt at being mysterious to irk me, and so far it was working. So I amused him by asking the questions he obviously wanted asked.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to figure that out as well, won't you?" He said, and then snapped his fingers. A black void appeared. "So sorry our introduction has to be cut short, but I only came to check up on…things." He seemed almost frustrated as he said this, and then stepped into the void. However, he once again snapped his fingers just before disappearing, and I found myself in front of four different white, gangly creatures that had zipped mouths.
I cursed, wishing I could follow the boy and throttle him, but instead readied myself into a pouncing stance. I began to circle the creatures, my stance that of a feline's, and then I pounced, hunting my prey.
It was easy to finish the creatures off. They were gone in a minute, a simple kick to the back or a punch to what was supposed to be a head, and they suddenly disappeared. What kind of enemy was that?
And then Sora appeared, Donald and Goofy directly behind him. They were followed by three more kids around Sora's age, all of whom were talking quietly amongst themselves while heading fro what looked like the train station. When Sora saw me, he grinned. "We meet again," he said. I just shrugged, turning and beginning my walk up the slope. When I reached the top, I looked to my left at the view and saw myself looking at the whole town, or at least this side of it. I went to the railing, leaning on it as I listened to the others also approach. When I glanced over, I saw that the three kids had not followed the Trio to the station plaza.
Sora began to walk towards me with a friendly smile, but he didn't reach me. Instead, I found myself groaning in protest while once again crouching low. Standing between us was another creature. It was the same as the other ones that Axle boy had brought, so I knew I could deal with it easily, but Sora, while backing up in surprise, suddenly had a materialized…key? The keyblade!
I knew about the keyblade. Everyone in the underworld did. They said that someone had been chosen by the keyblade recently that was in the underworld, but no one knew who. Was this boy from the underworld? No, he's too innocent and carefree. Besides, no one who looked like him would still be alive today around there.
I watched as he struck the blade through the creature, and watched as it disappeared in a wisp of smoke. Before I could say anything, three more creatures appeared, coming towards us, advancing. For a moment, Sora looked at me with sudden fear, but then I leaped as far as I could, and found myself standing a mere two feet from him. I turned, guarding the way to him.
"What are you doing?" he asked warily, and I turned my head slightly.
"Protecting you," I hissed. "I won't let you get in trouble because of me. These creatures were sent for me, not you." Or at least I hoped they were. An overwhelming need to protect this boy who I only knew the name of was running through me. We had exchanged only a few words, and had only known that either of us existed for a mere half an hour to an hour, but that didn't seem to matter. Something was kicking in, something that I had never felt, but for some reason it felt right.
As soon as the words left my mouth, something very odd happened. I could almost feel an invisible force pulling down on my hand, and the next second I was looking down at a blade much like the one that I once owned long ago. Painful memories began to pound at the back of my head, but I ignored them as I readied my sword. it was actually a katana, long and thin but able to cut through diamond. I didn't care where it came from, I needed it.
In seconds all three beasts were gone. When I turned to look at Sora, he was gaping at me, and then suddenly he reached forward. "Look out!" he called, and I turned just in time to miss a sharp blow from a long, thin white blade. It came from something that looked similar to the first creature, but had no apparent shape. It made itself into any kind of blade it wanted, its shape shifting as it readied to attack me once again. I scoffed, slicing it in half. I heard a grunt behind me and turned to find Sora also fighting.
I was about to help him when five more of the first creatures appeared, and two more of the new ones. I groaned, and noticed that Donald and Goofy were now helping Sora. I supposed that would have to do for now, and I sliced through each of my opponents. Every single time I made another one disperse, I glanced at the Trio to see how they were doing.
Sora was a skilled fighter, I would give him that.
Every time I thought the creatures were gone, more would come. After we got rid of one batch, another batch would appear two times the size of the first. Soon, the entire plaza was covered. I cursed loudly, causing a slight distraction to the Trio, and closed my eyes. I could already feel the shudders of power running through me.
Before I could let it completely control me, I heard three very loud cheers and turned to find Sora, Donald and Goofy all laying on the ground in exhaustion but wearing happy faces. When I turned back around, I saw a small figure with rounded ears on top of his head covered by a black hood belonging to a very familiar black cloak. He was striking down all of the creatures, and when he stopped no more came.
I didn't say anything as Sora, Donald and Goofy all stood and went straight to the small mouse-like figure. How many human-animals could there be? Obviously very, very many.
"Sora, Donald, Goofy," The figure spoke in a squeaky, mouse-like voice.
"King Mickey, ehyuk!" Goofy exclaimed, bowing. Sora stood with his hands behind his head and an ecstatic grin on his face, and Donald was also bowing. King Mickey.
"Boys, take this and go on the train. It will take you where you need to go," the mouse said. His eyes strayed towards me, and he gave a slight exclamation. "I didn't know you would be involved so quickly!
"What do you mean?" I asked. I was still clutching my katana, and I felt my grip loosening on it slightly as I realized this mouse meant no harm. I still wondered why he wore the black cloak.
"This place isn't safe. I promise all questions will be answered eventually, but for now you must protect Sora," the supposed king said. I blinked in surprise and watched as he approached me. "Your role in his story is more important than any one else's. When you arrive where you need to go, it will be explained."
"Why can't I just be told here?" I asked. My patience was thinning.
"It isn't safe." The mouse repeated, and I sighed in frustration. My day was spent, and I wasn't sure how much more I could handle of all of this. I went from curious to raving mad within an hour. Had I really only waken up an hour ago?
"Then one more question," I whispered. "How long…?" he seemed to understand, and gave me a small, mousy smile.
"It's only been a year." He said, and then disappeared. As he fled down the street, Sora gave a low whistle.
"That means I'm fifteen now," he said with a grin. I sighed, rolling my eyes as I headed towards the station's doors.
"Listen, until I get some answers I'm stuck with you. Understand?" I snapped, and Sora stood straight. He saluted me, and I rolled my eyes. "Don't be so cheeky, it'll get you into trouble one day." I muttered, walking into the station. "Hurry up."
"Yes, ma'am!" Sora called, running after me. I lead them to the desk where you paid for tickets, but before I could figure out how to pay an apparent 5000 munny the three kids I had seen behind Sora were now approaching him, out of breath from running.
"Wait! We wanted to see you off!" The girl cried, and I looked at her reproachfully. The two boys nodded in agreement, and I stepped forward.
"I'll leave you to your goodbyes, but first…could you tell me what munny is?" I asked. The girl seemed to giggled, and then pulled out a coin.
"This is munny. Do you need munny?" She asked. Sora pulled out whatever the king had handed to him, which turned out to be a small bag that was filled to the brim. When he opened it, he pulled out a coin exactly like the girl's.
"I think we have enough," he mumbled. I took the bag from him, not bothering to ask for permission, and brought it to the desk. A couple minute later and I had three tickets, and the bag back. There was still stuff inside, but I ignored it. Instead, I turned to the group that was now conversing about how that bag was unbelievably similar to the girl's homemade bag, and I sighed as I waited for them to finish.
When they did finish, Sora gave me a sheepish grin and walked up the steps. Donald and Goody followed closely behind, and we all headed for the train. When we reached it, Sora paused and looked over at me with a curious glance. I wondered what he was thinking.
"Are you sure you're okay being stuck with us?" he asked.
"I have no other choice. I feel like I need to protect you for some reason, and I need my answers from somewhere. That mouse you call a king seemed pretty confident that I would get them when we reach the next stop. So until then, I guess you're just stuck with me." I gave a sarcastic grin, and then sighed. It would take me a couple of days to get back to my old self.
"Yeah, alright," Sora gave me another grin, and then stepped onto the train. He turned again. "I hope that we can get to know each other a little better, too." I winced, hoping he didn't mean that to too much of an extent, and followed him on the train. Right now, I wasn't sure if even I knew myself.
A year of dreaming, of being someone human and with feelings, who had spunk and attitude, had obviously worn off on me. I couldn't remember a single part of the dream, but I shrugged it off. It shouldn't take too long before I was back to my old self; cool and logical, never joking or acting before thinking.
Maybe I could put my past self behind me now, and instead become someone less guarded. Maybe this was the beginning to that.
End Chapter