Oh no, not another one!
By James the Fox
Sora: (Reading the script) "O... K... So you're wiping me out of existence."
"Yep."
Sora: "And replacing me with an altered version of you?"
"Yep."
Sora: "NO!"
Sora (GOW): "Just a fanfic. Nothing to get worked up about."
"Duh. Oh, and Kingdom Hearts does NOT belong to me. If it did, I would have made KH2 have more platforming and kept Riku's Dark Aura attack the way it was in KH: COM. Also, I wouldn't be here, writing fanfics."
Sora and Sora (GOW): "WHY CAN'T HE OWN KH?"
"The super-lawyers would kill me over it. Now, on to the Fic!"
Sora tried to get up, but it was useless. Sephiroth had already killed Cloud, and he was the only one with a bond to Sephiroth, and therefore was the only one who could kill him. As Sephiroth raised Masamune, his sword, Sora could only wonder what would happen to his friends after the One-Winged-Angel did away with him. As Sora's life ended, the fate of all worlds was sealed.
At least, mostly sealed. The Entity of Fate watched the battle and realized that it had made a mistake in choosing Sora for his task. Sure, he could fight Xehanort and His Nobody Xemnas, but he couldn't win against this. Sephiroth could only have been killed by Cloud, but he was dead too. Fate watched the Darkness grow and her Creation destroyed.
Then Fate's brother, The Entity of Reality, came to her with an idea. After seeing what was happening, he took Fate to a world on the far reaches of the multiverse. This was a special world. A hub of sorts for the stories that other worlds spoke of. This world listened to the history of all else and projected these events into the hearts of skilled people. Books, Movies, Music, and many other forms of entertainment then told the stories to many other people on that world. Even Sora's adventures had met this fate in the form of a game called Kingdom Hearts.
Oh, but that was not all. Although their bodies could not channel it, the hearts of the world's people were quite strong. However, with a new body, a person could easily channel that power and handle Sora's journey better than Sora himself ever did. Fate listened, but then found an obstacle. They couldn't just pluck a person out of the world, not without a reason for said child's disappearance, anyway. Reality would have smiled, had he had a physical mouth to smile with. He directed his sister's attention to a single child whose life was about to take a horrific turn…
Oh, hello there, folks. The name is James. What's my last name? None of your business! I'm about 16, and in my sophomore year at my California high school. I moved here from Washington (The State, not the Capital, you dopes!) about a year ago.
At least, that's what I would have said to you folks about 2 years ago (In my eyes). Now I'd say, "Hello, I'm James, Master of the Keyblade and twice your savior. I'm 16 years old, and I live on Destiny Islands and spend my time traveling the multiverse." Of course, you'd all just gawk at me like a deer in the headlights. I think I might need to tell you the whole story.
It all started that day. I was riding home on my bike. As usual. I had a bag on my back that would be able to kill you with its sheer weight if I threw it at you. As usual. There were idiots of students walking on the bike lane instead of on the sidewalk. You guessed it, "as usual." Now, in order to avoid this one student without crashing, I had to slow down and move ever so slightly closer to the side of the bike lane that bordered the road. Simple, yeah. I performed the maneuver and got back in the center of the bike lane.
A few minutes later, there were no worries. I was only a minute or two from home. Then I have this kinda… you know, weird feeling. Like something was about to happen. Oh, I'm good at predicting that bad stuff was going to happen. Too bad I couldn't change it.
I turned my head to see behind me just in time to see a blue truck coming up the road. He was swerving like he was trying to lose someone. Either that or he was a drunk. I was really sure he was being chased because a police car was right after him, guns firing at his tires. They got really bad aim, cause they hit a tiny bump in the road and my bike falls down, dragging me with it.
OUCH! Broken leg. Great… oh, but that's just not over. Truck Boy decides just at that moment to swerve on to the bike lane enough to make it so he couldn't avoid running me over. My last thought was simple.
'I HATE California.'
Fate and Reality struck with perfect timing.
In all but one world, Time stopped, then rewound. It rewound 2 years in high speed.
One child's Soul and Heart were ripped from his body.
Reality went to work, creating a new body for a heart and soul to dwell in was easy. But fusing the body to a Heart and Soul was a bit harder.
And so, they started it.
Birth by Sleep.
"A story where the main hero dies right at the beginning. Where have I seen that before?"
Riku: "That one anime. 'Yu Yu Hakasho' or something like that."
Sora: "Well, the hero of that story died and came back. In this, the hero dies, doesn't come back, and the backup hero dies too. STUPID!"
"…Yeah… Well, the story hasn't even really started yet. This is just the prologue."
Sora: "STUPID!" (Goes running off yelling "STUPID!" over and over again.)
"Just so you know, California isn't THAT bad. That's just how this altered version thinks. I just like being 2 states north better. Now, I'll see you all later!"
(Walks off… then comes back with amazingly cute puppy-dog eyes)
"Won't I?"