By:
The Babs
Story: Sora's Fate: Chapter 15
Disclaimer: I
don't own the characters, unless they are
original.
He felt Sora...no....the True Light...turn it's face up to him. He...the True Dark...tried to open his eyes...but Light's ambiance was too bright for him, so he pushed off on his human legs and floated into the Unknown. He felt the area around him shift, but he couldn't see it...Light had touched everything, and it hurt his eyes to open them. He would trust that his woman...the Light Princess...may take pity on him so he may use her.
Oh, the danger he put the Princess in when he is trying to protect her....the one he once wanted for his own...
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I saw Sora stumble towards us. He was pale, but looking happier than I have ever saw him. I ran to him, ignoring Brother and Sora's two long-lost friends and–I kissed him. It felt like he was gone for an eternity, although it was for a few hours. I know Brother hates our relationship, but there is nothing I can do. I fell in love hard with Sora, although I wasn't supposed to.
In a moment, he parts from me and looks into the sky. There, a man with silver hair 'looked' down upon us with closed eyes, then launched himself into the sky without a word of curse, or a word of any other kind. He quickly disappeared into the sky just after parting with the solid building he stood on and I looked at Sora. He smiled down at me with his ocean blue eyes and kissed me again, but on the forehead. I tried to smile, but I was forced to bury my face in his bare chest and forced myself not to cry.
God, it wasn't supposed to happen this way...he trusts me too much.
--
The ground under the soles of my boots was warm with Heat Light.
Warm. Good warm, but too warm. It's beginning to hurt.
I hear...cries...not human.
Tilting my head towards the endless blue sky, I heard the cries of gulls. Seagulls.
I run from the sun to a place I know is safe. I hear voices around me, calling my former name. I cannot greet them or acknowledge them, for If they know what I truly am, they can easily destroy me in my vulnerable state. My feet touch old, dead, dry wood, and I feel a bit better. There is a small chuckle of water falling from a small waterfall and I know I am but a few strides away from my goal. So close..."Riku, you all right, ya?" I heard the host's friend Wakka ask. I jerked in pain as his warm hand touched my bare skin. He gasped. "You're cold man! You sick?" he asked. I can sense the worry coming from his heart, yet I am too weak to sap it's energy as of yet. I push myself away and mutter the Princess's name. I need her. The hand removes itself and I heard running. He is gone and I stumble blindly into the cave.
The
ground is moist and the walls are of cold, hard rock. Water drips
from above, making a soothing drip-drip rhythm on the ground that a
normal Human could never hear or truly appreciate.
If only the
Other Worlds could be like this.
I remember...everything was
like this. Calm, cold, soothing, rhythmic sounds,
decay...darkness.
I lie on my back and can finally open my
eyes. Unable to help myself, I take a sharp gasp.
Everything...was
different. I knew where I was, but it was in reverse: the dark that I
had found uncomfortable, even scary (although I'd never admit that
aloud) in my youth seemed more inviting that the bright day sky that
I could see through the opening in the top of the cave. As I think
this, I can feel my body moving from the light. Within seconds, I
cannot see the sky without fully moving my body again, but the light
still poured itself in. It was beginning to hurt more and more.
It
hurt! It seared! Where was my cherished one? Why wasn't she here?
She should feel my pain! The Light and it's damned intrusion!
Bring back the quiet! The decay! The everlasting darkness!
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"All
you have to do is make the one who wields the KeyBlade think that you
are in love with him. Madly in love. Throw yourself at him, sleep
with him, whatever it takes to get him on our side!" This is what
Gippal told me nearly four years ago when the Agrabah Contract first
fell through, after he learned of Sora's magic. Brother was there.
He was furious at the time, but later he realized how important my
role was.
We needed someone of great influence to them to talk
the Agrabanians over to our side. We thought Sora's influence
would be enough to make them agree. It seems that just finding
Sora was just as hard as making the Sultan agree to even see the
contract, which took a full year each time.
I remember being
angry at Gippal. What type of woman did he think I was? I think I
yelled at him after he showed me the skimpy outfit. I know I slapped
him, cried and reminded him of who nursed him back to health when he
was first attacked by the Heartless. He said that this was the
reason we needed the Contract, to keep this from happening to anyone
else. Now it didn't seem necessary to wear something like this:
Sora was kind and fell in love with me for me.
I can't
imagine what would happen if he found out he was being used in this
world domination. These thoughts are the only thing separating me
from sleeping next to Sora right now. Instead, I smooth out his hair,
a few strands at a time. This is how he went to sleep hours ago. I
can't get over everything, however. No matter how much I distract
myself, I can only imagine his face when he first finds out. How
will he find out? Will it be on the way to assist a dying world and
distract him enough to kill him? Will it be on our wedding day, when
the guilt is built so much that I never go to the altar? I stopped,
this was stupid thinking! I looked down by my lap.
He's
sleeping so peacefully now. Whatever he went though before really
took his energy, but he's smiling makes me happy.
"Rikku?"
I jump, then grin down at Sora.
"Hey sleepyhead!" I can't
stop teasing him. He's the only one who smiles when I do nowadays.
Sora changed his position and pulled me down next to him. I grinned
and snuggled myself into his arms and tickled his ribs. He laughed
weakly, but still smiled at me.
"Rikku, is something
bothering you?" he asked. My heart stopped and my voice was gone.
How did he know?
"I'm just anxious about seeing the whole
world reunited again." I lied with a grin. God, lying to him is
getting harder and harder each time. If he finds out, gets angry and
leaves...then I don't know what I will do...
I giggled when
he kissed my forehead. It was something my mother did before she
died. I miss someone holding me like this...oh no....I can't
cry....
"Rikku?" Sora was worried and pulled me close. I
told him about my mother. I didn't mean to, it just spilled out.
Nearly twice I slipped about the setup between us, although I don't
know how we got from my mother to talking about us. It's getting
harder to keep the truth from him. I may need to see Gippal again,
but Sora is holding me so close when I cry, I don't want to leave
his arms...I just want to cry until I have no more tears and just lie
in his arms...forever.
--
The Princess of Heart is
nearby, but others are holding her back. She hears me calling to her
Heart, but she is hesitant. She wants...hopes it is the True Light. I
can feel her yearning for him from my hiding place, and it makes this
place much colder, in a bad way, not the good way I've felt since I
hid here.
The Warm Light is leaving, and the Dark is coming
in. I can now leave, but I do not wish to be found. Now that the Warm
Light is leaving and there are less humans around the Princess, she
can feel my calling even more...
...but she's walking away.
No! She is to be mine if the True Light refuses her! If he goes to
the Deciever....
I reach out, out to her Heart. I see it! It
is bright, pulsing, warm... and I wrap my cold fingers around her
Heart...
...and they slip through! No, not all the way...her
Soul is immune to me right now...but I have her Devotion...which is
mixed with Love.
I tugged on these parts of her Heart, pull
her closer to me, and I finally feel her running towards me. My
little poppet, being pulled by the Heartstrings I control.
Within
moments, she is in my arms, lips touching mine. It is curious that
this is so important to humans, but her love strengthens the longer
the kiss holds. I release my hold on her Heart, but I conjured a
creature in my mind while luring her here, and it crawls into her
body and makes it's home there. Suddenly, I feel sadness welling up
inside her. I rolled over on her and kissed her roughly. She
squeaked in protest, but the creature inside her silenced her
noise.
The Heartless I had created in the bosom of the
Princess is working to my specifications: the Princess shall hate the
True Light so much that she will refuse to assist the worlds into
rejoining to make one world.
And she will be my Queen of the
Heartless, with the light locked behind the door behind us and dead
and dying worlds before us.
I take her hand, and she is scared
and confused. Where is her sudden dislike for the True Light coming
from? Where was Sora?
...Sora...the mortal name of the True
Light...I informed her, loved another with all of his Heart. I gave
her a mental image of the scantily clad blonde in her mind, with her
thin arms wrapped around Sora and her fighting along side him. I
even let her see my mortal memories–those I let her see– and she
pushes Sora away in tears a small bit at a time.
All is well, I am a patient man. I haven't slept for 200 years idly, I've been planning.
The creature slides into her belly where another creature lies. It's been there for some time, and I feel a warmth in my chest. How fitting that the Princess of Heart, my puppet, be bearing my child before I even got to her.
A child destined to rule the Heartless. I stroke her bell and encourage it to grow. The Princess's eyes fly open as she feels the movement in her, but I assist her to stand and turn her body to the back of the cave.
The
Door is Open.
Now we go, we go through the door I had open. I
will introduce her to my siblings Payne and Panik, and we will be
together, the Elements of Heartless with the power of a Princess of
Heart.
Absolute victory is ours.