Chapter 2
Disclaimer: Me no own.
Sora shot a frightened glance to his companions. They wouldn't leave him alone to face the trials of Hallow Bastion, defenseless and alone.would they? He glanced at their faces, and saw their inner turmoil: taking place behind their eyes. Keyblade or Sora, keyblade or Sora, keyblade or Sora.which did they value more? Wait, that wasn't it. It was their king or a boy. King or boy. Sora didn't try to console himself with any shades of gray, as the situation was easiest dealt with in black and white.
He watched as one webbed foot stepped forward, then one boot, and Sora realized that they had come to the same painful decision as he had. Protecting the keyblade was far more important than him; a life guided by fate and then was swiftly forsaken by it.
Sora wanted to yell, to shout some obscenities, to tell his companions what fools they were being and that Riku was evil. But he couldn't. The words stuck to the back of his throat, and there they burned until Sora felt tears start to prick his eyes. But no, he refused to cry; he refused to show his enemy as well as himself his weakness. He couldn't give Riku the satisfaction of knowing that he had bested Sora; that his quest had ended and Riku's was close to completion. Sora knew better. He knew he didn't need to.
Goofy glanced back at Sora as he walked to Riku, his canine eyes swam with caring and he didn't look sure of his course of actions, but he was taking them nonetheless. Donald tried his best to hold his head high, to show Riku and Goofy that he had no fear. But Sora knew better. He knew that it was all a façade. Donald had to stay strong for Goofy.and also for Sora. Donald was conveying that even though he was not there, Sora's quest would continue. Even now, Sora's not sure whether that was a good or bad thing at that time.
"Let's go," Riku commanded. He glanced over at Sora, and Sora saw the triumph in his eyes. He thought he had won. That he would bring darkness to all the worlds once and for all; that good only beat evil in children's bedtime stories. And at that time, he was right. For this brief instant in time, evil won.though only because at this brief instant, hope almost faded out. Almost.
Suddenly, a great creature appeared from seemingly the platform behind Sora, taking a swipe of his massive paw at Riku. He stumbled back just in time, and sneered at the beast. The creature was easily 7 feet tall, his shaggy, brown fur covered by a violent cape. Twin horns rose from his forehead and his face was twisted into a snarl.
"Give me back Belle," the monster growled, rage flashing through his intelligent brown eyes.
"Or what?" Riku challenged.
There was not time enough for anyone to react; no one that is except for the beast. He leapt for Riku, claws outstretched to tear out Riku's throat. He was a charging locomotive of fangs and claws, out for the blood of those who had captured the love of his life.
Suddenly, a force beyond anyone there threw the creature back so he landed on his side. Tendrils of darkness had shot out of the keyblade and stopped the beast from hurting it's wielder, tossing him as if he were no more than a paper doll.
Sora felt his stomach drop to the ground. Was that the dark power that the keyblade possesses? Does that mean that Riku's right.? But.
He was interrupted from his thoughts by Riku, who had decided to gloat over the invincibility that the keyblade offered to him. "When will you ever learn? You won't get Belle back Beast, ever!" Riku pointed the keyblade at him, and Sora saw Beast flinch away from it.
Donald and Goofy had stepped back, in their own silent way hoping that Beast did complete the lunge that would have surely sent Riku's head rolling across the ground. Instead of doing that, it fed Riku's already almost colossal ego, something that was good for no one on either side.
"Now c'mon, let's leave Sora with his new friend." Riku turned and began to walk away, making Donald and Goofy scramble after him. Goofy shot an apologetic look back at Sora before following the new keyblade master. So then it was just Sora and Beast.
Beast turned his shaggy head and looked at Sora, sizing him up. "So, you were the the keyblade master before Riku?"
"Yeah, the name's Sora. And you are.?"
"Just Beast."
"Ah, ok. So who is this Belle?"
Beast seemed to grow gentler for a second, as though a vicious veil had been lifted off of him. "She.she is the only one who has cared enough to melt a stone heart.cared enough to turn me into a man. But look at me now," Beast held out his paws and studied them, his eyes tracing the hooked end of each of his claws and the furry tufts between them, "Ever since Belle left, I've reverted back to my old form. I need to find her again, to protect her, and save her like she has me."
"I'll help you." Sora gazed up into Beast's chocolate eyes and held his gaze with Sora's own. "I too have lost someone important to me. I know how it feels."
"Alright," Beast grunted, nodding his head. "I'll help you on your way to finding your special someone. But once I find Belle, that's where my journey ends."
Sora nodded, as he was pleased just to have someone with him. But how long until he too deserts you? The voice inside his head hissed. We'll have to just wait and find out, Sora replied.
~*~*~* A/N: Ugh, still have major writer's block on this story, just managed to squeeze something out. If anyone could give me an overview as to storyline within Hallow Bastion up to the point where Sora and Ansem fight, it would be greatly appreciated, as I have a mind terrible at remembering things. Reviews will be baked a tasty golden brown and flames will be used to warm my cold house. ^_^
Disclaimer: Me no own.
Sora shot a frightened glance to his companions. They wouldn't leave him alone to face the trials of Hallow Bastion, defenseless and alone.would they? He glanced at their faces, and saw their inner turmoil: taking place behind their eyes. Keyblade or Sora, keyblade or Sora, keyblade or Sora.which did they value more? Wait, that wasn't it. It was their king or a boy. King or boy. Sora didn't try to console himself with any shades of gray, as the situation was easiest dealt with in black and white.
He watched as one webbed foot stepped forward, then one boot, and Sora realized that they had come to the same painful decision as he had. Protecting the keyblade was far more important than him; a life guided by fate and then was swiftly forsaken by it.
Sora wanted to yell, to shout some obscenities, to tell his companions what fools they were being and that Riku was evil. But he couldn't. The words stuck to the back of his throat, and there they burned until Sora felt tears start to prick his eyes. But no, he refused to cry; he refused to show his enemy as well as himself his weakness. He couldn't give Riku the satisfaction of knowing that he had bested Sora; that his quest had ended and Riku's was close to completion. Sora knew better. He knew he didn't need to.
Goofy glanced back at Sora as he walked to Riku, his canine eyes swam with caring and he didn't look sure of his course of actions, but he was taking them nonetheless. Donald tried his best to hold his head high, to show Riku and Goofy that he had no fear. But Sora knew better. He knew that it was all a façade. Donald had to stay strong for Goofy.and also for Sora. Donald was conveying that even though he was not there, Sora's quest would continue. Even now, Sora's not sure whether that was a good or bad thing at that time.
"Let's go," Riku commanded. He glanced over at Sora, and Sora saw the triumph in his eyes. He thought he had won. That he would bring darkness to all the worlds once and for all; that good only beat evil in children's bedtime stories. And at that time, he was right. For this brief instant in time, evil won.though only because at this brief instant, hope almost faded out. Almost.
Suddenly, a great creature appeared from seemingly the platform behind Sora, taking a swipe of his massive paw at Riku. He stumbled back just in time, and sneered at the beast. The creature was easily 7 feet tall, his shaggy, brown fur covered by a violent cape. Twin horns rose from his forehead and his face was twisted into a snarl.
"Give me back Belle," the monster growled, rage flashing through his intelligent brown eyes.
"Or what?" Riku challenged.
There was not time enough for anyone to react; no one that is except for the beast. He leapt for Riku, claws outstretched to tear out Riku's throat. He was a charging locomotive of fangs and claws, out for the blood of those who had captured the love of his life.
Suddenly, a force beyond anyone there threw the creature back so he landed on his side. Tendrils of darkness had shot out of the keyblade and stopped the beast from hurting it's wielder, tossing him as if he were no more than a paper doll.
Sora felt his stomach drop to the ground. Was that the dark power that the keyblade possesses? Does that mean that Riku's right.? But.
He was interrupted from his thoughts by Riku, who had decided to gloat over the invincibility that the keyblade offered to him. "When will you ever learn? You won't get Belle back Beast, ever!" Riku pointed the keyblade at him, and Sora saw Beast flinch away from it.
Donald and Goofy had stepped back, in their own silent way hoping that Beast did complete the lunge that would have surely sent Riku's head rolling across the ground. Instead of doing that, it fed Riku's already almost colossal ego, something that was good for no one on either side.
"Now c'mon, let's leave Sora with his new friend." Riku turned and began to walk away, making Donald and Goofy scramble after him. Goofy shot an apologetic look back at Sora before following the new keyblade master. So then it was just Sora and Beast.
Beast turned his shaggy head and looked at Sora, sizing him up. "So, you were the the keyblade master before Riku?"
"Yeah, the name's Sora. And you are.?"
"Just Beast."
"Ah, ok. So who is this Belle?"
Beast seemed to grow gentler for a second, as though a vicious veil had been lifted off of him. "She.she is the only one who has cared enough to melt a stone heart.cared enough to turn me into a man. But look at me now," Beast held out his paws and studied them, his eyes tracing the hooked end of each of his claws and the furry tufts between them, "Ever since Belle left, I've reverted back to my old form. I need to find her again, to protect her, and save her like she has me."
"I'll help you." Sora gazed up into Beast's chocolate eyes and held his gaze with Sora's own. "I too have lost someone important to me. I know how it feels."
"Alright," Beast grunted, nodding his head. "I'll help you on your way to finding your special someone. But once I find Belle, that's where my journey ends."
Sora nodded, as he was pleased just to have someone with him. But how long until he too deserts you? The voice inside his head hissed. We'll have to just wait and find out, Sora replied.
~*~*~* A/N: Ugh, still have major writer's block on this story, just managed to squeeze something out. If anyone could give me an overview as to storyline within Hallow Bastion up to the point where Sora and Ansem fight, it would be greatly appreciated, as I have a mind terrible at remembering things. Reviews will be baked a tasty golden brown and flames will be used to warm my cold house. ^_^