(As I am suffering from major writer's block on Cloud's Shadow, I thought
I'd update this for a change. There's only a few more chapter after this
one, anyway. So, I'll finish this up, then hopefully will have come up
with a good ending to CS as well. Well, maybe. If I recieve any
inspiration, I might finish CS first. After all, there's only one chapter
left in that. Anyhoo, I hope this is worthy of some more good reviews!)
7
A Mother's Voice
//Sora?//
'M-mother...?'
//Oh, Sora...I'm so sorry...I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you...and now look what's happened...//
'It's not your fault, Mother, it's mine. If I had only been stronger...'
//Now none of that! This couldn't have been helped. You poor child, to have your destiny thrown upon you before you were ready...your father's gods certainly are cruel.//
'What do you mean?'
//Nevermind that now. You have to wake up. Your friends are worried sick.//
'Mother...!'
----"Sora? Please wake up!"----
'Mother, where are you?'
//I'm not quite sure myself. I suppose I'll know soon enough.//
----"Hey! Sora!"----
//I'll see you again soon. You mustn't give in to Kurakuna. Promise you'll be strong?//
'I don't know if I can..'
//Of course you can! Silly boy. If you won't try for yourself, try for your friends, for Kairi and Riku. Now, promise me!//
----"Sora! Wake up!"----
'I promise.'
----"Sora!"----
He opened his eyes, blinking a few times, trying to focus his vision. He could make out two blurry faces hovering above him, sighing in relief. Finally, his vision cleared, revealing those faces to belong to Kairi and Riku.
"Are you alright?" Kairi asked.
"...No, not really," he replied honestly, sitting up. "My head hurts, and I'm kinda hungry."
"How can you think of food at a time like this?" despite the fact that the statement had been intended as a serious one, Riku could not help but smile.
Sora allowed himself a ghost of a smile in return.
"Well, you know me," he said, the smile slowly turning into his trademark grin.
"I guess that means you are okay," the older boy said. "You had us worried."
"Riku..."
"Hmm?"
The young darkling averted his gaze, choosing to stare at the floor instead.
"I'm sorry."
Riku shook his head, sighing.
"Nah...don't apoligize. I must be a horrible friend, huh? I should have trusted you."
"Riku...I'm still sorry. For that, and for not telling you...about this." He turned to Kairi. "You too, Kairi. It's all my fault you two got involved in this."
"Sora, you don't have to be sorry," Kairi said. "If I were in your place, I would have been afraid to tell anyone something like that, too."
"Thank you..."
Both of his friends smiled reassuringly. He smiled again as well, then looked around the room, trying to get some idea as to where they were. The room they were in was small, and somewhat cramped, having no windows or door. It was also quite damp, and Sora scowled as a drop of water fell in his eye. It figured they would be put in the smallest, coldest, most uncomfortable cell Hollow Bastion could offer. Kurakuna certainly had a sick sense of humor. But that was not the important part. The important part was:
How the hell were they going to get out of there?
"Sora?"
He looked over at Kairi.
"Yeah?"
"Before we do anything," she began, "Would you tell us about what's going on? Only if you want to, of course," she quickly added.
"No, it's okay. You've both got a right to know..." he paused.
"This didn't begin with me," he continued. "It began with...my father. So I suppose I'll start from there."
Both Riku and Kairi listened intently as Sora began to tell his story.
(Hmm...maybe I shouldn't have ended it there...oh well.
Ansem: You know, when your reviewers kill you for over-usage of cliffhangers, I'm going to laugh.
-_- ......Why are you still here?)
7
A Mother's Voice
//Sora?//
'M-mother...?'
//Oh, Sora...I'm so sorry...I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you...and now look what's happened...//
'It's not your fault, Mother, it's mine. If I had only been stronger...'
//Now none of that! This couldn't have been helped. You poor child, to have your destiny thrown upon you before you were ready...your father's gods certainly are cruel.//
'What do you mean?'
//Nevermind that now. You have to wake up. Your friends are worried sick.//
'Mother...!'
----"Sora? Please wake up!"----
'Mother, where are you?'
//I'm not quite sure myself. I suppose I'll know soon enough.//
----"Hey! Sora!"----
//I'll see you again soon. You mustn't give in to Kurakuna. Promise you'll be strong?//
'I don't know if I can..'
//Of course you can! Silly boy. If you won't try for yourself, try for your friends, for Kairi and Riku. Now, promise me!//
----"Sora! Wake up!"----
'I promise.'
----"Sora!"----
He opened his eyes, blinking a few times, trying to focus his vision. He could make out two blurry faces hovering above him, sighing in relief. Finally, his vision cleared, revealing those faces to belong to Kairi and Riku.
"Are you alright?" Kairi asked.
"...No, not really," he replied honestly, sitting up. "My head hurts, and I'm kinda hungry."
"How can you think of food at a time like this?" despite the fact that the statement had been intended as a serious one, Riku could not help but smile.
Sora allowed himself a ghost of a smile in return.
"Well, you know me," he said, the smile slowly turning into his trademark grin.
"I guess that means you are okay," the older boy said. "You had us worried."
"Riku..."
"Hmm?"
The young darkling averted his gaze, choosing to stare at the floor instead.
"I'm sorry."
Riku shook his head, sighing.
"Nah...don't apoligize. I must be a horrible friend, huh? I should have trusted you."
"Riku...I'm still sorry. For that, and for not telling you...about this." He turned to Kairi. "You too, Kairi. It's all my fault you two got involved in this."
"Sora, you don't have to be sorry," Kairi said. "If I were in your place, I would have been afraid to tell anyone something like that, too."
"Thank you..."
Both of his friends smiled reassuringly. He smiled again as well, then looked around the room, trying to get some idea as to where they were. The room they were in was small, and somewhat cramped, having no windows or door. It was also quite damp, and Sora scowled as a drop of water fell in his eye. It figured they would be put in the smallest, coldest, most uncomfortable cell Hollow Bastion could offer. Kurakuna certainly had a sick sense of humor. But that was not the important part. The important part was:
How the hell were they going to get out of there?
"Sora?"
He looked over at Kairi.
"Yeah?"
"Before we do anything," she began, "Would you tell us about what's going on? Only if you want to, of course," she quickly added.
"No, it's okay. You've both got a right to know..." he paused.
"This didn't begin with me," he continued. "It began with...my father. So I suppose I'll start from there."
Both Riku and Kairi listened intently as Sora began to tell his story.
(Hmm...maybe I shouldn't have ended it there...oh well.
Ansem: You know, when your reviewers kill you for over-usage of cliffhangers, I'm going to laugh.
-_- ......Why are you still here?)