Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts, its characters or anything Disney or Narnia. Be prepared for a tearful goodbye and a loving family moment. Hope you all enjoy and when the song comes up, you best go with the version from the new movie, you'll know what I mean once you get to it.
Word spread quickly of what had transpired near the borders of the two territories. Many Narnians began to take sides, one defending Nairbix, and the other demanding that he either be brought to justice or killed. This began eight months ago. Many had often visited Nairbix, either to express their friendship and support to him or to spit at him and beat him. The later was more common than the former.
Even Aslan had heard of this awful news and felt responsible to put an end to it. But the question was; how to do it without causing even more of an uproar? He obviously could not bring harm to the Narnians at this point, they were still naïve and their thoughts could easily be corrupted by sins. Still, there was no excuse for nearly beating a three year old to death due to a misunderstanding. Even the humans that he entrusted the rule of Narnia to had forsaken Nairbix, and had even went as far as to exile him from their land. This madness needed to end before another innocent life was lost, which if nothing was done it would be Nairbix's.
Few had actually defended the young boy and stood by his side, but Nairbix said whatever he could to convince them not to, to spare themselves from facing the same ridicule that he had. Aslan was currently making his way to the forest where Nairbix lived in. As he made his way to the river, The River God took physical form to grant passage for the High King and gave him a solemn look through his rapid water face.
After passing through the river, Aslan continued the path to the Toffee Tree where Nairbix undoubtedly was and passed many more of the Narnians who stood by Nairbix's side with the same looks on their faces as The River God's and when he arrived he saw a terrible sight. It was Nairbix holding himself with eyes that could only be gained after witnessing so much death and pain.
Nairbix was able to sense Aslan's presence and looked to his direction to see a look of pity. It seemed as though even his beloved berries could not bring joy to his broken heart. So instead, he hoped to find the kindness in the great lion once again in his embrace. If it were allowed.
But Nairbix could not wait for permission any longer, he rushed over to his friend and began to sob uncontrollably into his golden mane as Aslan comforted the child, like an older brother would do to his younger sibling.
"Shh, it's alright, Nairbix. It's alright." Aslan soothed.
"They all want me dead!" The child wailed. "Jackdaw and my other friends are dead because of the Witch!"
"I know, little one. Believe me, I know." Aslan said sadly.
"They exiled me!" Nairbix cried through his heartbroken tears and sniffles. Hearing this, Aslan practically snapped.
"Nairbix, listen to me." Aslan ordered trying to keep his composure, Nairbix looked up at the lion's face and saw his frustration. "You do not answer to any of them! You are a free spirit and a free Narnian! If you should desire to walk through Narnia's meadows and fields, then you may do so and let no one tell you otherwise!" Aslan shouted. "If you wish to swim in the cool waters of Narnia, then who has any right to stop you?! If want to step foot on any blade of grass, grain of sand or patch of dirt in the land that chose to give you life…then why shouldn't you?" Aslan asked calming down, Nairbix was simply speechless and no longer crying after the declaration while Aslan continued.
"Your life was not made through my will, or even that of the Emperor Beyond the Sea's. You were born through the will of Narnia. You are a part of it and it is a part of you, I believe that Narnia itself has chosen you for a great purpose."
"You do?" Nairbix asked. "Then what is it?" Aslan chuckled at the question softly.
"You must find that out for yourself, my little friend. But when you begin walking down your path, let nothing stop you. Do not let anything defeat you from fulfilling your purpose, Nairbix." He informed while unknowingly placing the boy's lifelong tenant.
"It doesn't matter now, everyone in Narnia has turned against each other because of both Jadis and myself." Nairbix reminded sadly, this discouraged Aslan. He did prove a valid point, the Narnians were dividing amongst themselves; be it for his side, Nairbix's or the Witch's. War would eventually break out in these lands and with the current situation, Nairbix would not be safe.
"What if I were to send you to someplace safe, a place where you would no longer need to worry about the stability of Narnia's order?" Aslan asked choosing his words carefully.
"You want me to leave Narnia?" Nairbix asked thinking Aslan was attempting to dispose of him like common trash.
"For your safety, Nairbix." He quickly reassured. "It would be a place that would give you the love and happiness that you both need and deserve."
"But…" Nairbix began quietly before looking around to look at his beloved home through his tears. "I thought that I could find that here in Narnia?"
"As did I, little one. But your fellow Narnians are still too naïve to fully grasp what- no…who you really are. However this is your choice, it pains me do to this more than you know, my friend." Aslan admitted sadly. It was several moments before Nairbix gave his answer through two small words filled with a large meaning.
"For Narnia." He said sadly as his voice shook.
The next day Aslan had escorted Nairbix to the shores at the base of the great castle of Cair Paravel, saying farewell to his remaining friends was hard but Nairbix saw this as his duty as a proud Narnian, his sacrifice was for the greater good of Narnia in his eyes. The two friends stood together before the clear waves of the sea, neither one wished to say goodbye; but the choice had already been made.
Aslan gave a soft roar in the direction of the sea and created a portal made of pure concentrated light, he then turned to the little boy before him and looked at him filled with guilt.
"This is it." Nairbix said with a hard sigh as he gazed out at the ocean of the land that he manifested from.
"It would seem so." Aslan said sadly. "I am truly sorry, Nairbix. I thought that you would be accepted by more of the Narnians than you actually were. This is my fault, all your suffering is because of me and not maintaining order and providing guidance for the Narnians. I do not blame you if you hate us."
But Nairbix then did something that the great lion did not expect, he walked over to him and embraced him in a brotherly hug. He then whispered in his friend's ear and said, "Narnia and all the good folk in it, is my home and family." And with that, the living manifestation and embodiment of Narnia's firstborn darkness Nairbix VanSull departed his home beginning to walk down his own path.
As the bright light of the portal finally cleared, Nairbix looked upon the world that would supposedly give him the love and happiness he both needed and deserved. It was a beautiful valley filled with strange creatures with cool clear water covering most of the ground. The creatures that could be seen consisted of peacefully happy looking goblin-like creatures, tall guardsmen made out of vines, earth and moss, little trolls that seemed to have parts of their environments growing out of their bodies, and glowing little pixies.
"What a funny looking world." Nairbix said as he gazed at the valley in awe, it was no Narnia but it did seem like a nice place. He then began to explore his new home and discover its wonders, for the most part he was alone; none of the locals seemed to have any desire to interact with Nairbix, whether it was because they had no desire or they simply let him be was unknown. But that soon changed after Nairbix had come across three of the land's residents.
They were three little fairies, one was dressed in reddish-pink clothes with clear wings on her back and a little red wand in her hand. The next one had wild blonde hair and was wearing all green clothes with the same wings as the previous fairy, but her wand was green instead of red. The final one was a bit shorter than the other two fairies and had both a blue wand and clothes.
"Excuse me, dear." The red fairy asked sweetly, "Are you lost by any chance?"
"Well that depends." Nairbix replied causing the three fairies to look at him with curiosity. "If one is lost, then they know where it is they want to go and can't find it. But if one is exploring, then they have no idea where it is they want to go." The fairies were silent from his response and looked at him flabbergasted.
"So…is that a maybe or a…?" The confused green fairy asked, Nairbix couldn't contain his laughter any longer after seeing these fairies act so silly.
"I'm sorry, no I am not lost." Nairbix replied as he wiped away his tears from laughing so hard. "Why did you think that I was lost?" He asked.
"Well, we don't exactly see many humans here in the Moors." The blue fairy replied.
"Human? Oh! You mistake me for a Son of Adam." Nairbix realized confusing the fairies with his term. "I can assure you three that I am not a human. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Nairbix VanSull living manifestation and embodiment of Narnia's firstborn darkness." He said with a bow, seeing a child this young doing something so mature made the three fairies want to squeal due to his cuteness, but they resisted.
"Well then, young man. My name is Flora." The red fairy introduced respectfully.
"I'm Fauna!" The green fairy chirped.
"And I am Merriweather." The blue fairy said with a curtsy.
"A pleasure, but I must ask, why is it that humans are not seen here in the…Moors is it?" Nairbix asked.
"Humans have been attempting to invade our home for the longest time." Flora explained, "They believe that the Moors is riddled with gems and jewels that will solve any financial trouble for an entire kingdom for all time. We are fortunate enough that they cannot enter here, if they ever did then the Moors would certainly lose its beauty."
"But certainly you have some defenses to ensure your safety, don't you?" Nairbix asked.
"Of course we do, we have our warriors and Maleficent!" Fauna exclaimed.
"Who's Maleficent?" Nairbix asked.
"Maleficent is a powerful fairy who watches over and protects the Moors, she is a bit different than us regular fairies though." Merriweather said causing Nairbix to ask yet another question.
"Different how?"
"Unlike us, Maleficent is the size of a fully grown human with giant beautiful wings and large horns on top of her head." Fauna described, however Nairbix was picturing a hideous looking beast instead. "In fact she is most likely out patrolling the borders of the Moors as we speak. You really are a curious little Moor, aren't you?"
After the ditsy fairy asked him this, Nairbix became very flustered and defensive. "I am not a Moor or a human! I am a Narnian from the land of Narnia; created by the great lion and High King Aslan, son of the mighty Emperor Beyond the Sea and founder of the Deep Magic! My name is Nairbix VanSull, living manifestation and embodiment of Narnia's firstborn darkness brought by the White Witch Jadis! This title was given to me by his High Majesty Aslan himself!" He shouted shocking the trio of fairies at his outburst.
"You seem to have great pride in yourself and home, little one." A soft voice said from above, it came from a beautiful woman dressed in brown robes, she had skin as pale as the moon and piercing golden eyes. She also had long raven black hair that reached down to her back, but what was most alerting out of all of her features were her long black horns and large dark brown wings keeping her aloft in the air.
"You must be Maleficent." Nairbix stated as he watched the fairy touch the ground.
"Indeed I am, and you certainly made your introduction quite well known, Nairbix." She said with a smirk to a now sheepish Nairbix. "I am however curious as to how you came here from your homeland."
"It's not a very cheerful tale, I can tell you if you want to hear it-but please do not think less of my people, they still have much to learn." Nairbix pleaded, he then told the four fairies of Narnia's creation and his own and what had caused his reason to leave, by this time many of the Moors' inhabitants had gathered to hear the boy's tale. "And then I arrived here earlier today." Nairbix finished with a sad look on his face.
"How could so many do such a thing to a child?" Flora asked appalled at the Narnians who ridiculed Nairbix.
"I doubt I will ever return to Narnia, or see Aslan and my friends again." He said about ready to cry, despite his maturity and intellect, Nairbix was still a child with the mindset and emotions of a three year old boy. They fairies were about to console him; but he turned away trying to control his tears. "I'm not crying at all! No I'm not!" He shouted cutely, but he was in fact crying. He did manage to hold it in for at most three seconds before he was sobbing uncontrollably.
"Maleficent, don't just stand there, hold him!" The three fairies shouted while flailing their arms at their sides. Maleficent reluctantly did as she was told and picked up the sobbing child.
"There, there." She comforted awkwardly as she stroked his hair, Maleficent clearly had no experience with children. After he had calmed down and dried his tears, Nairbix was placed back down on the ground and looked slightly embarrassed.
"What will you do now, where will you live?" Fauna asked.
"I was hoping that I could live here in the Moors-but I understand if you would prefer if I stayed somewhere else, I don't wish to be a burden to you." Nairbix said humbly before walking away, but as he was walking he was hugged once again by Maleficent. She cradled him in her arms; and unlike last time it wasn't awkward for either of them.
"What would you say, if I let you stay with me?" She asked like a mother would to her child. "You would never be seen as a burden to any of us, Nairbix. It may not be Narnia, but the Moors can be your new home, if you want it to be." Her next choice of words would forever change Nairbix's life, so she thought for a moment how to put delicately. "And if you would like to…I would take you in as my own?"
As he heard her offer, Nairbix felt something in his dark heart that had never reviled itself before, it was a new type of warmth that seemed even stronger than what he felt with Aslan and his other friends back in Narnia. "What are you saying?" He asked the protector of the Moors.
"I'm saying, would you like to be my son? I'm aware that we have only just met, but you have managed to find a way into my heart. What do you say, Nairbix?" She asked.
It seemed that Aslan was right, this world was already giving him the love and happiness that he needed and deserved, it was the love and happiness that children could receive from their parents. Like he had found a way into Maleficent's heart, she and the Moors found their way into his own heart, this maybe what it is he needs; a mother.
"Would it be alright if I call you…Mother?" He asked nervously afraid that she would say no. At first she was surprised at his question but she quickly reassured him as she stroked his hair with a warm smile.
"Of course you can, darling." She said as he finally returned the hug. Later that day, night had finally fallen and Nairbix was acting his age by defying his mother's attempts to soothe him to sleep, even though he was nearly asleep already. "Nairbix, you need your rest, go to sleep." Maleficent said to her new son amused at his feeble attempts to stay awake.
"But I'm not tired." He whined as he eyes kept drooping.
"Yes, you are." Maleficent said trying to contain her laughter.
"No, I'm not." He denied, even though she found it amusing and adorable, Maleficent needed to make her darling son fall asleep. So, she decided to lull him to sleep with a song. Unfortunately, she wasn't the best singer and her voice often sounded dark and scary to those who heard her sing.
"I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream." She sang darkly unaware that this was very soothing to Nairbix and did not frighten him. "I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam. And I know it's true, that visions are seldom what they see. But if I know you I'll know what you'll do, you'll love me at once the way you did once upon a dream."
Maleficent then noticed that Nairbix was soundly sleeping on the bed of grass she made for him through her powers of plant life. She then parted his hair away from his face and stroked it in her pale hand. "Imagine that, I'm a mother. I wonder how Stefan would react to him?" She thought out loud about her childhood friend. She then laid down by Nairbix and planted a kiss on his cheek before falling asleep herself.
In a single day, Nairbix lost one home and so many friends and gained a new home, new friends and a mother. If only he were to keep this happiness when he'll need it in the distant future, when all the light around him will fade to the darkness.