Ansem watched the dancing colors of his instruments as he felt the
Heartless grow stronger throughout each world. He placed his hand up to a
portal and sensed the overwhelming feeling come over him. A smile crossed
his maniacal lips as a thin black mist surrounded his hand.
"Just a little while longer," he hissed to himself thinking he was alone in the dark room. "I understand all; I will have the Darkness!"
"Your enthusiasm is great, Ansem. I fear you may be becoming too overconfident," a soft voice spoke behind him. He quickly retracted his hand and pivoted to face a woman with silver eyes. His smile which had faded upon hearing the sudden comment behind him had now returned, less demented.
"My Dear Rassia, what brings about such comments?" he asked walking slowly towards her. Rassia kept her gaze fixed on Ansem, her arms motionless at her sides beneath her long ivory sleeves.
"Darkness is spreading, the Heartless more powerful than ever, but can you handle it all?" Rassia asked doubtfully. She watched Ansem walk closer and then stand looking down at her. His smile revealed a pleasure for her company, yet an annoyance for her questioning.
"My Dear, I have nothing to fear and you shouldn't either. I am in control of all Heartless, in control of all the worlds. Come, I will show you." He lifted his hand, his palm up and waiting for Rassia to put her own in it. She did so and Ansem led her through the dark portal he had been standing at.
They were instantly surrounded by complete darkness, the portal to their backs, and endless abyss before them. An image began to form in front of them; the shattered worlds taken over by Darkness and the writhing black mass hovering over the broken pieces. Ansem beheld the sight with much accomplishment, but Rassia just stared expressionless. She released his hand and walked slowly towards the image. It began to surround her, putting her in the midst of it all. Ansem watched as she took in the broken pictures about her, waiting for her to take back her statement and recognize the true genius of his works.
"Well?" Rassia faced Ansem again knowing exactly what he wanted her to say.
"You are in control for now," she sighed gazing down at the crushed remains. Ansem frowned and followed her gaze. Three figures made their way through the remains, Sora and his friends. Her hand motioned towards them as they moved quickly through the dark. "They have traveled far to defeat what you've worked for. They are not to be taken lightly," she said. She eyed the Keyblade grasped in Sora's hand. "They are very strong." Ansem stomped quickly toward the image surrounding Rassia and waved a hand furiously to dissolve it.
"Why do you doubt me? He is only a child!"
"A child with much light in his heart and the light of others within him. Why do you doubt him?" Rassia's eyes stayed cool as Ansem's burned angrily. His hand dashed to her cheek, stopping easily below her jaw as he held her dark face in his hand.
"He does not understand! You, of all else, should see how much stronger the Heartless are than the boy. Queen to the Ruler of Darkness, why can't you see?" he demanded staring down at her with flaming eyes. She did not flinch or move, but held his gaze.
"I am only stating what you could have overlooked," Rassia spoke softly feeling Ansem's strong hand slide gently behind her ear, his thumb stroking her cheek. His face lightened back to a slight smile as he caressed her cheek. "I understand and know just how powerful you are...." Her voice trailed off, a bit of doubt still hidden in her words. However, Ansem was content with her mock apology and calmed down, his eyes sparkling with less fire. He gazed lovingly at his future bride, at the black heart dangling just above her breasts. She had quietly stood behind him throughout his entire experience with the Heartless, never saying a word to oppose his doings, never showing the slightest bit of doubt until now; but he would forgive her.
"And that is why beauty should be seen...and felt...," he placed a finger of his other hand lightly against her lips. "And not heard." His hand slid to her waist as he pulled her closer and kissed her. Rassia kept her hands at her sides making no effort to embrace him as she used to.
When the kiss was finished, Ansem looked across the darkness to another image. Sora was drawing nearer to the final Keyhole and needed to be stopped. Slowly he released Rassia and headed back towards the portal. Before entering he turned back to her and called, "I will be the ultimate Ruler of the Darkness and you will rule beside me, Dear Rassia." Rassia nodded slightly and stood still amidst the black abyss. Then Ansem was gone.
Only then did she let out a long sigh and focused on the image of Sora coming closer. Soon he and Ansem would meet and their ultimate battle would be fought. The outcome was still too hazy for Rassia to predict, but she could see Sora's heart growing much stronger with every Heartless he defeated. Though Ansem was very powerful and controlled the dreaded Heartless, it was the Light that would possibly triumph in the end.
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"Just a little while longer," he hissed to himself thinking he was alone in the dark room. "I understand all; I will have the Darkness!"
"Your enthusiasm is great, Ansem. I fear you may be becoming too overconfident," a soft voice spoke behind him. He quickly retracted his hand and pivoted to face a woman with silver eyes. His smile which had faded upon hearing the sudden comment behind him had now returned, less demented.
"My Dear Rassia, what brings about such comments?" he asked walking slowly towards her. Rassia kept her gaze fixed on Ansem, her arms motionless at her sides beneath her long ivory sleeves.
"Darkness is spreading, the Heartless more powerful than ever, but can you handle it all?" Rassia asked doubtfully. She watched Ansem walk closer and then stand looking down at her. His smile revealed a pleasure for her company, yet an annoyance for her questioning.
"My Dear, I have nothing to fear and you shouldn't either. I am in control of all Heartless, in control of all the worlds. Come, I will show you." He lifted his hand, his palm up and waiting for Rassia to put her own in it. She did so and Ansem led her through the dark portal he had been standing at.
They were instantly surrounded by complete darkness, the portal to their backs, and endless abyss before them. An image began to form in front of them; the shattered worlds taken over by Darkness and the writhing black mass hovering over the broken pieces. Ansem beheld the sight with much accomplishment, but Rassia just stared expressionless. She released his hand and walked slowly towards the image. It began to surround her, putting her in the midst of it all. Ansem watched as she took in the broken pictures about her, waiting for her to take back her statement and recognize the true genius of his works.
"Well?" Rassia faced Ansem again knowing exactly what he wanted her to say.
"You are in control for now," she sighed gazing down at the crushed remains. Ansem frowned and followed her gaze. Three figures made their way through the remains, Sora and his friends. Her hand motioned towards them as they moved quickly through the dark. "They have traveled far to defeat what you've worked for. They are not to be taken lightly," she said. She eyed the Keyblade grasped in Sora's hand. "They are very strong." Ansem stomped quickly toward the image surrounding Rassia and waved a hand furiously to dissolve it.
"Why do you doubt me? He is only a child!"
"A child with much light in his heart and the light of others within him. Why do you doubt him?" Rassia's eyes stayed cool as Ansem's burned angrily. His hand dashed to her cheek, stopping easily below her jaw as he held her dark face in his hand.
"He does not understand! You, of all else, should see how much stronger the Heartless are than the boy. Queen to the Ruler of Darkness, why can't you see?" he demanded staring down at her with flaming eyes. She did not flinch or move, but held his gaze.
"I am only stating what you could have overlooked," Rassia spoke softly feeling Ansem's strong hand slide gently behind her ear, his thumb stroking her cheek. His face lightened back to a slight smile as he caressed her cheek. "I understand and know just how powerful you are...." Her voice trailed off, a bit of doubt still hidden in her words. However, Ansem was content with her mock apology and calmed down, his eyes sparkling with less fire. He gazed lovingly at his future bride, at the black heart dangling just above her breasts. She had quietly stood behind him throughout his entire experience with the Heartless, never saying a word to oppose his doings, never showing the slightest bit of doubt until now; but he would forgive her.
"And that is why beauty should be seen...and felt...," he placed a finger of his other hand lightly against her lips. "And not heard." His hand slid to her waist as he pulled her closer and kissed her. Rassia kept her hands at her sides making no effort to embrace him as she used to.
When the kiss was finished, Ansem looked across the darkness to another image. Sora was drawing nearer to the final Keyhole and needed to be stopped. Slowly he released Rassia and headed back towards the portal. Before entering he turned back to her and called, "I will be the ultimate Ruler of the Darkness and you will rule beside me, Dear Rassia." Rassia nodded slightly and stood still amidst the black abyss. Then Ansem was gone.
Only then did she let out a long sigh and focused on the image of Sora coming closer. Soon he and Ansem would meet and their ultimate battle would be fought. The outcome was still too hazy for Rassia to predict, but she could see Sora's heart growing much stronger with every Heartless he defeated. Though Ansem was very powerful and controlled the dreaded Heartless, it was the Light that would possibly triumph in the end.
**If you like this story, please tell me and I'll get the second part updated.**