Disclaimer: Unfortunately, I don't own Kingdom Hearts or anything related to it. =[
As I walk through the empty streets of this...world, for want of a better word the only sound to be heard are my hollow footsteps and my emotionless thoughts.
"Not a very organised organisation, is it?"
Though I had not witnessed this...insult to the organisation, I have my sources of information. Mainly numbers II, III, and VII. They remained loyal to the cause, not divided by petty disagreements. Did the others not see? How easily they could be defeated if they were used against each other? The member who recovered his heart was a perplexing one. How did he recover his heart without Kingdom Hearts? Why did he receive a second chance? Why didn't I?
Kingdom Hearts. And the key. His key. It was needed however much the others protested that Rox-Sora was too dangerous. They may dislike it but they want their hearts back too, don't they?
"If I was real, I'd be consumed by rage by now..."
Marluxia. Larxene. They betrayed me. Why? We all wanted the same thing. Kingdom Hearts. Our salvation. Our destiny, our purpose to exist. Our collective reasoning.
It was nearly complete- the keyblade masters would undoubtedly arrive soon to stop the "bad guys".
I never wanted to be bad...
But I had to be. To understand the Darkness, and in turn, the Heart. It was for the greater good!
The greater good...
A/N- This is my first fanfic so please R&R (I hope that means read and review, otherwise I'm gonna get a LOT of funny propositions, like mansex or something. Xemnas? No that was not a joke at your expense Xemnas...NO!!!!!......)
