A/N: Chapter two is out and what's it been? Like five hours? I guess I write quicker when I haven't slept. Anyway, thank you pianogirl89 for your review.

I really like how this chapter came out so please, review, let me know what you think. I hope you enjoy this


There was only darkness, black filling every inch of his vision. How did he get here, why was he there? Who was he, himself? Everything felt cold and weightless as he melted deeper into the dark abyss, mind, emotion slowly slipping through his numbing body. The sensation felt familiar and comforting, and he felt his eyes closed. He never wanted to wake from this darkness, for he could not remember anything but it.

"SORA!"

Sora? Who was Sora? Who was this voice? It all seemed like something he should know, remember, but the name, the young girl's voice, it seemed like it was from a fading, fragmented dream.

And then a spark came, a small bright light penetrating the thick, endless black. It was small, but blinding. And then one spark became two, then three, until little lights became flicker rapidly, turning black to grey to white, burning his eyes. Confusion and pain, he felt himself being ripped from the safety and kindness of the dark.

"SORA!"

Sora...who was Sora? He...was Sora? It came as a flash, as his memories flooded back to him. His home on Destiny Islands, the keyblade and its choosing of him, traveling through the world to battle the heartless, sacrificing his own heart. Finding his friends, saving his friends...Riku...

Kairi!

His eyes shot open as he realized it as Kairi's voice that called him. Had he managed to save her heart, or was it one final trick brought on from the darkness? He only wished for her to be alive and safe.

Sora's chest filled with a bright warmth, spreading throughout his body, the cold of black leaving him as his heart was pulled from the realm of heartless. Feeling returned as he felt another in his arms. He knew from her smell, the softness of her skin under his fingers, that it was Kairi. Kairi, one of the seven Princesses of Heart had managed to bring him back to the realm of light.

"Thank you, Kairi."


It had been some time since the group's last trip to Halloween Town. They had been distracted by other words, creating new path and closing old ones. Ansem had been defeated, but a new enemy as well as an old villain had arisen, bringing the boy back to his role as a keyblader. So when the road to Jack's world opened, the groups decided to pay a visit and keep an eye on the heartless.

Donald and Goofy first walked off the gummi ship, magic transforming them into their monster selves. Sora was not far behind them, feeling his fangs grow and slide against his lips, his fingers sharpening, and limbs thinning. But something was different this time. A wave of nausea and pain washed over him and the boy nearly fell over. There was a throb in the pit of the brunette's stomach and an ache in his fangs, a new sensation since the last visit. However, as quickly as it had come, the pain in his stomach and mouth went away, leaving only a sharp pain in his concealed right eye.

"Sora? Are you alright?" Donald had ask, noticing the boy looking a little sick and pained. Sora nodded after a moment.

"Yeah, think I just got a little gummi sick," Sora lied, not wanting to worry his friends. After all, it was probably nothing.


Though not as bad as other worlds that they had seen, there were a couple of rather bothersome heartless parading throughout the world of nightmares and spooks, and was even beginning to leak into Christmas Town. Being an enormous kid at heart, there was an great need to ensure that Santa Claus, who Sora was ecstatic to discover was indeed real, remained safe so he could preform his duties. So whenever any heartless appeared in the winter wonderland, Sora, Donald, and Goofy made sure to be ready to attack. They had already saved Christmas from being taken over by Jack, so some heartless would be no problem.

Except for this one night. A slash of his keyblade and a second toy soldiers vanished, heart disappearing into the sky. His constant winning seemed to make his ego grow a little too much.

"Yeah that's right! You guys ain't a match for me!" Sora gloated with a toothy grin, earning a squawk of irritation from Donald. The young boy turned to head back to his friends when the sound of materializing heartless filled his ears, coming from inches behind him. He hadn't been fast enough to dodge the powerful claw of a new gargoyle, the purple fist hitting him hard across the face and propelling him backwards into the wall of one of the christmas shops. He was disoriented and went to stand, only to find himself falling over. He could barely make it to four legs before toppling over. Donald and Goofy had their own hands full with part of the horde of heartless, making Sora worried giving his state.

Suddenly, an horrible pain shot through his right eye, making him cry out in agony. Pain began to sprout from different places in his body, his head, his stomach, his claws. He could feel his go past the snow and rake across the cold dirt buried underneath. Pain soon was replaced with sudden rage as he felt his body seem to move on his own. Not bothering to call forth his keyblade, his hand shot forward, slashing at the flying heartless and slicing it deep across the neck. The gargoyle fell to the snow, twitching and clawing the air before vanishing. A little wobbly on his feet, Sora gave a laugh. He didn't feel like he was in control of himself, like he was looking in from somewhere else, but the sensation of his own hands clawing through a heartless was amazing. His fingers twitched, hungry for more. The two other gargoyles and group of search ghosts made grin wildly in excitement.

The young boy viciously ran the heartless through using his claws and feet, abandoning his keyblade for a much more thrilling melee style. Every movement, every injury inflicted by his own hands and not through a weapon, it was intoxicating. Soon the group of heartless was no more. For once, Sora wished the space to crack and open and bring another wave of heartless. He just wanted to fight more, he need to feel the fall under his claws. He needed, craved to kill more.

"Hey, Sora, are you okay?" Goofy's voice came, the frankenstienish monster asked, both he and the mummy looking concerned. Sora hadn't realized he had been giggling an excited child, but quickly stopped himself when he did. The young boy put his hands up to his head; he was starting to feel strange. He didn't normally act this way, he knew that. Through his gloves something damp seeped through the cloth. Stumbling over to a window, he stared at his hand, which had become dyed red. In his reflection, he could see a steady stream of bloody run down his forehead, over the bridge of his nose. He subconsciously licked the substance when it touched his lips. He must have hit harder than he had thought, but he then noticed that wasn't the only damage. The orange mask bore new claw marks across in ripping through the damaged pumpkin eye. Branching out from the gashes were tiny cracks that looked like the thin thread of a spider's web. Sora's body swayed back and forth before his body collapsed into the blood dotted white snow, quickly falling into unconsciousness.


A/N: Finally getting somewhere. I don't remember which heartless specifically attack Christmas Town, but I don't really feel like looking it up.

I actually like how this chapter came out, which is rare for me. I guess no sleep makes for decent writing.

So anyway, please review! Please, even if its only a few words. It means the world to me. Okay, I am not going to o fall asleep until I have at least three reviews. Please let me sleep, leave a review. I've already been up 48 hours. And thank you again for reading. Hope you'll continue to follow the story!