I just realized I use size 10 font...

Laugh...

...is set in Radiant Garden (some variety now!).

Fear...

...is set in the Room of Sleep(?).

Tainted...

...is set in the Room of Sleep(?).
This was disturbing to write because Ven's still a kid (technically) himself.

Angel...

...is set in the Room of Sleep (…?).
A bit OOC because, well, if you were aware and asleep for like, years and years, you'd be pretty pissed at life.

and...

Power...

...is set in the Room of Sleep (?).
It was my take on a scene in the secret ending of Birth by Sleep Final Mix on YouTube.
It might have been taken down already.
Nevertheless, it had this 1 to 2 second scene where Ven was sleeping, then the screen flashes and he's gone. (spoiled?)
It's called Zero Points, I believe (and introduces Birth by Sleep -Volume Two-).

I like how this all connects.

Disclaimer: Kingdom Hearts © Square Enix; Disney


Laugh

Ven walked around Radiant Garden idly. He was supposed to move on, but he wanted to meet Lea and Isa again. He wasn't sure why, but he liked them both.

Just then, a little girl walked up to him.

"Hello!" She said cheerfully.

"Hello, little girl," he bent down, "you shouldn't talk to strangers."

"Are you one?"

She had a big smile Ven couldn't wipe away.

"Yes. But I won't be." He smiled. "My name's Ven."

"Kairi." She giggled.

From that day, Ven liked to hear children laugh. They were innocent little bells.


Fear

And since that day, Ven always feared the death of children.

It was possible. Vanitas was capable of it. He nearly did, now that Ven knew where the Unversed came from.

Those creatures of hate nearly hurt a boy in an odd lab coat, sporting a hairstyle that covered one, observant eye.

Ienzo, was it?

He could almost feet his sleeping form smile at the thought of innocent children. He wasn't attracted to them. He just liked them, like a big brother would love his little sister at age 5 or so.

But the thought of endless sleep worried Ven.


Tainted

When Ven thought of it some more, how many people would think he was sick, with thoughts of—what was that word Aqua said once?—pedophilia clouding his mind if he told them?

He wasn't. He knew he wasn't. All he wanted to do was protect the little hearts of light that could change the world to better.

To erase the darkness.

Oh how he detested the darkness. The tainted black that harmed the innocent. How the black harmed his friends. How the black took his friend.

He wanted to wake up...but how could he? He was trapped in his own body.


Angel

It was cruel irony. The body that gave him free movement was now his own, personal prison.

He was in where all confounded the mind. Ironically, again, it was his own mind.

It drove him mad. To be still, and to only listen to nothing. To feel the warmth of someone (Aqua, Terra? He would think uselessly), only to realize it was just his hope playing tricks.

Hope and silence were ironic.

All was irony.

Wasn't he, forgetting all modesty, an angel? Why did this happen to him, then? A cruel and tormenting fate where irony was a sick instrument.


Power

Just then, he felt something real. A rough hand, resting on his wrist, the grip quite hard. A strong arm.

"I've come to take you."

The hand felt like Terra's.

But his voice wasn't.

Who are you?

He felt darkness, radiating off him like a shield summoned to protect.

"Do you remember me?" The voice asked softly, which was the only thing that pierced the silence in 11 years.

This power. Vanitas? No;

He pulled and Ven came along like a doll. A marionette whose strings needed to be pulled.

Xehanort.

And he was gone from his throne.