(Okay, a few things:

First off, for people who wonder when I'm gonna get off my lazy ass and type new chapters, I will write my hoped deadlines in my profile. Second, I have some fics I might write listed there as well. If anybody thinks any of those fics sound like they'd be any good, let me know in an e-mail or review. Ummm...that's it. So onto the fic!)







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Heartless?





As he walked through the second district alone, Sora could feel a chill sweep over him. A sign that the darkness was still slowly consuming his heart. And he found himself wondering what would happen if he was totally consumed.

He knew the Heartless were there without thinking about it. He glanced behind him at the armored creatures behind. The moment his head turned, one launched itself at him. He brought the Keyblade into his hands to defend against the attack, but the Heartless that had been about to slash him stopped in mid-flight, shrinking back and hissing at him. Sora blinked, frowned, then took a step forward. The shadowed beings fell into an almost straight line and lept at him as one, instantly pinning the boy to the ground.

Sora had not expected such an organized attack on their part, since they usually attacked at random. He smacked at them, trying to get them off. But he found himself unable to even breath when he heard one of the Heartless clearly state:

"No heart!"

No...no heart? That couldn't be true!

Could it?

It had to be a lie. It had to be. He would _not_ believe it. And Sora found himself getting very angry...

The heartless were flung away from him by the energy that writhed about him like so many snakes. The shadows cowered from the immense power of the boy, whose eyes flashed a deep shade of crimson. He smiled coldly at them and held up the Keyblade.

That was the last thing they ever saw.

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"Are you sure he went this way?"

"Uhh...pretty sure."

"...Goofy, you're hopeless."

Donald was beginning to get more annoyed than usual with Goofy, and that was not easy. The two reached the second district door and entered.

What they saw...was disturbing to say the least.

The entire area was cloaked in a sickly purple mist, the same stuff that hung about in the air for a few seconds after a heartless had been defeated. Little puddles were everywhere, looking like they were made from darkness. And in the center of the square sat...

"Sora!" Goofy called to him.

Said wielder of the Keyblade turned upon them a cold and emotionless gaze. He gripped the handle of the Keyblade which was on his lap. And Goofy was the first to notice.

"Donald! Look at the Keyblade!"

The weapon was no longer what it had been just last night. It was jet black and thinner than before, and the chain hanging from it was...

The symbol of the Heartless.



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Sora payed little heed to the two as they gawked in disbelief at his fully corrupted Keyblade.

You see? You are of the darkness.

'But the Heartless said I have no heart.'

What...?

The voice was as confused as he was on the matter. That couldn't be good.

Without a heart, you should not function...

'...'

Sora stood when the voice left again. He vanished the Keyblade, walked past Donald and Goofy, and went into the first district.

'Kairi, what would you think of me now?'

(Hope this chapter was okay! ^_^ )