Summary; Sora, a young Gargoyle is put under a spell and separated from his family when his home is attacked. When the spell is broken he finds himself in a strange and foreign land, alone and afraid, until a silver haired stranger he saves starts to befriend him…
Disclaimer; I do not own Kingdom hearts, only this story idea
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"This thing weighs a tonne," a man in a pair of dirty overalls huffed as he and his companion carried a stone gargoyle towards the corner of the roof of the old apartment building.
"You're telling me, why did they want this hunk'a junk anyway?" his partner asked.
"Who knows, all I know is that as soon as we get into position we can get our money,"
"Here okay?"
"Should be," the first mover said as he looked at the corner of the roof, "Yep, on the corner, 3-2-1," with a heave the two movers placed the gargoyle on the roof corner, "time to get paid," he cheered as he headed for the roof exit.
The second mover paused looking at the gargoyle, it was strange, it wore clothes unlike most of the gargoyles that he saw on the corners of old or tall buildings, a short jacket like thing with ripped trousers with a bag strapped on one leg, it also had hair, not mane, but actual hair, in all it was a very human looking gargoyle all be it with a tan coloured stone that had been bought at an antique shop for some ridiculous price that the mover would probably never earn, yet alone see, but then the owner, a Ms Kisiragi, was a very persuasive sales woman.
The gargoyle crouched on the corner of the tall apartment building, unseeing for over a thousand years. Birds would occasionally flutter down from the sky and examine the new arrival with a critical eye; others would just sit on the spiky hair before flying away. The hum of fans accompanied their incessant cooing as time passed, day slowly turning into night.
The roof was bare save for the lone gargoyle as the moon rose. As soon as its light struck the tan stone gargoyle a crack appeared, running down it's face to it's stomach, more followed as the statue shivered after centuries of stillness and silence, and a roar, unheard by the people below, echoed across the evening sky as the Gargoyle stood up, surrounded by stone shards, the cool air blowing gently through his hair, rich, expressive blue eyes blinked as they blearily took in his surroundings, only to widen when he saw he was alone.
"Roxas?! Cloud?!" his cries went unheard as he jumped the small drop to the actual roof and began searching for his brothers among the fans and glass skylights, "Roxas! Cloud! Anybody! Where are you?" his voice grew desperate as he realised no one was coming.
Sora spun round several times, his wings extending and folding in nervous fear, his tail twitching behind him and claws clenching and tearing at the tarmac covered roof.
A whisper crossed his lips, "What is this place?"
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Sora stood, still as a statue as he tried to recall past events that slowly and grudgingly came to the surface. He remembered the fight at the castle, he remembered chasing after the invaders when they attempted to flee the ruins of his home with their prisoners and try to escape the fury of his brothers and he for slaughtering their kin. He remembered the fight in the woods, the man with the book, the spell being fired, desperately trying to avoid it as it came flying toward him and Roxas, a burst of light, and than nothing, it was like turning to stone at sunrise, except, it was cold, he felt nothing and his mind faded to unconsciousness. Was that the answer? He'd been turned to stone and had been unable to turn back because of the spell? Then why was he able to change back now? Had it worn off? Had it been broken? If so by accident or design?
Questions raged in his tired mind like a storm, each begging to be listened to and answered. Sora trudged to edge of the roof, certain of only one thing, he was alone, his brothers were gone, most likely dead or stone, if stone than they were as good as dead for he did not know how to break such a spell, nor have the magic to do so, it had been powerful that much he knew. Sora's eyes looked over the bustling city below, the tall buildings, such as the one he was on, seemed to touch the clouds, others glowed with light while between them, like many rivers, strange vehicles, also possessing the strange light zoomed past, blurring into one, and next to these rivers of light, people walked, huddled in jackets or coats from the cold night air.
Sora summoned his key shaped blade, a weapon he had been given when he was considered old enough to fight and bound to him with magic. There was no time to spend sulking over his lost family; he would mourn later, now he had a duty, to protect his new home and those who lived there, that was what he had been taught and raised to do. With a nod to himself he spread his wings and leapt into the air, gliding high above the streets, his keen eyes watching for trouble.
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Chapter 1. Hope you enjoyed it, and please review, chapter 2 should be up soon!