Glass


He dreamed.

A castle set against a sky of wicked green. Hallways of white and black and white again. The dim silhouette of black robes against shadows. Echoing tread of booted footsteps on smooth marble. Of his own face, twisted in hatred and rage, made all the worse for the raw agony burning in the turquoise eyes.

"Riku!"

A flash of red.

He sat bolt upright and stared at the ceiling. His white singlet lay wet over skin sticky with sweat. The air was thick in his room, stiflingly hot. He fumbled uselessly with the latch on the windowsill and shoved it open to let the cool sea breeze in. It was night over Destiny Islands, the starlight hidden behind thick thunderclouds that reminded him all too cruelly of the night his home had been destroyed.

Outside, the waves crashed onto shore.

A scattered dream…

"Stop it," he whispered to himself. "It's over. Stop it."

He felt more than saw the venomous glow of purple-black around his hand. It was visible even in the natural darkness of night, a blackness that swallowed light. But it was the familiar sensation of loneliness that made him aware of what he was doing. In the one moment that the darkness existed, he saw Sora and Kairi's faces dissolve and shatter.

"NO!"

His legs tangled in the sheets and he landed facedown on the floor. Lightning cracked in the sky outside and in that instant he saw both hands, bared of all shadow and free. He let out a sigh of relief – and, taking in his awkward position, let out a low and rueful chuckle. It soon faded as he realised what he had done.

No.

Yes.

He tore his legs free and stood bolt upright, keyblade in hand. It shattered light over the room and he saw, for a moment, something outside against the storm – something with silver hair – something with agonised eyes and a twisted stare. He screamed before he could help it and hurled his keyblade –

The window shattered and he sat up again, groaning at the burning sun on his face and hearing Kairi's laughter in his ears.

He was in the edge of the beach, sunburn up and down his arms, gritty sand in his clothes and hair. The taste of seawater was in his mouth. He rubbed at his eyes and saw for a moment the hard glass of his bedroom window around him – but it turned to crystalline liquid, and swept away with the new wave. The blue ocean shone brightly before him, with no clouds in the sky - only a silver streak near the horizon, and one that soon faded from sight.

"What…?"


Author's Note:

So here's the second chapter. I had a lovely, shiny outline written up for this story that blew away into dust the moment I started writing this. So from now, I suppose we'll just have to sit back and see where it goes. As always, if you enjoyed, leave a review.

Key of Destiny4ever: Here you go. I hope it lived up to your expectations!

14sakuya: Well, I'm continuing on xD Hopefully it continues to hold your attention.