Chapter 2: Destruction, devastation, and demise. (3D)

Midnight looked him directly in the eyes, it was like every memory he'd ever had swirled by in an odd sort of collage. Doors closing, battles fought, and being possessed by an odd spirit all swirled by, leaving Charlie in mass confusion. Midnight bowed his ebony head, expecting the same from Charlie. Though it took him a minute, Charlie caught on and bowed back. Midnight turned, as if aiming for the farm. Charlie nodded and ascended on to what he believed to be the infa-red of the horses back.

Midnight trotted gracefully as soon as Charlie settled into the crook of the horses' back. Midnight began to go into a full speed run so as to show him her strength in racing. Now, when Destiny got back to the farm without Charlie, Mr.Kerring had grown worried and headed for the gorge, rifle in hand. He had planned it all out; he'd shoot when he saw Midnight and kill the threat to the rest of his farm.

Charlie spotted the infa-red of a man, white-aured and seemingly clueless. "Sir," Charlie yelled," What are you doing in the valley?"

Mr.Kerring looked over only to spot his ranch hand, his lousy ranch hand, Charlie, atop the seemingly untamable horse; though it seemed quite tamed under control of Charlie. "Well i'll be damned," Mr.Kerring remarked as he strode over.

Midnight continued to trot along, every now and then making Charlie wish he was a bird, wishing he could fly. "Why do you fly at inappropriate times? Plant it Riku!"

A sickening feeling overcame Charlie, as if he were suddenly pushed off a peak and had just been grounded on the terra firma. Mr.Kerring, noticing the sudden shift in the boy's attitude by a glance at his eyes, ran over and caught him just as he gave out to the pain and strain. Mr.Kerring looked at Midnight, as if it were his entire fault. Mr.Kerring slowly loaded his rifle and aimed it at Midnight. Midnight bowed his ebony head, as if surrendering to Mr.Kerring's will. Just as Kerring's finger began to pressure the trigger, a sharp piercing claw seized his ankle.

He looked down and discovered that something small had taken hold of his ankle, forcing blood out of each and every cut around it. Screaming, kicking, reloading, Mr.Kerring continuously shot at the creature, but with no success. The creature was in no scuttle to kill him. Slowly it tormented him, making him relive the worst moments of his life; missing the toilet, failing to score the winning touchdown in a high school football game, dropping out of 12th grade. (Okay...) Then it overwhelmed his heart completely. Midnight, sensing the danger for his new master, flung the unconscious Charlie onto his back and rode back to the farm. Hearts, darkness, key blade...KILL!

Charlie bolted upright and an ice pack fell off his forehead. Mrs.Kerring, he could tell by her blue caring aura, was walking in with some soup, which she had spilt on the floor after seeing the boy shoot up so fast. "What's wrong dear?" She asked Charlie.

"Nothing," he muttered," it's begun."

Mrs.Kerring decided not to press the matter. "There's a nice horse out there," she commented in an odd southern drawl.

Charlie was too caught up in his own thoughts to hear her,' Why are the heartless here? How did they get here? I know I half let them out, but I didn't think they would follow me...Soul Eater! They've been following Soul Eater!'

Mrs.Kerring screamed a shrill shriek. Charlie quickly turned and was scathed across his chest. He stumbled backwards and fell to the floor. Heart strong, wielder, dark key blade master, KILL!

Charlie grabbed Soul Eater and stabbed the Shadow Heartless. It disappeared in a black smokescreen. When the smoke cleared, a bloody mess that used to be Mrs.Kerring lay motionless on the floor. "Mrs.Kerring?" Charlie carefully spoke.

He walked over and flipped her face up. Her pearly eyes were aimed towards the backside of her head and a hideously thick secretion rained heavily from her mouth. Demise...'Heart, strong, powerful, found...Devour!'

Charlie heard the Heartless cry in his head. He clutched Soul Eater and ran outside. When he arrived, he noticed the red infa-red that was Midnight, in an outrage. Charlie ran up and held Midnight by her reins and screamed over the newly formed raging wind to him, "This world is dying! We need to get out! The heartless have found the heart of the world!"

Midnight crouched near to the ground, allowing an injured Charlie to crawl onto his back. "Go!" Charlie cried.

A vortex appeared beneath Midnight and held them into place. It whipped straight up in a menacing manner and cut its steel like blades all over them, clearly making them shed gallons of blood. Midnight reared up on his hind legs, trying to get out of harms way. Charlie, meanwhile, had fallen unconscious and slid off Midnight's back into a black mass that swirled around and around, destroying the world. Who knows where they'll end up? The heartless do, and they'll follow recklessly.

Disclaimer: I decided to put the disclaimer at the end of my chapters so I don't give away anything. Aren't you happy? Ne way, I don't own Kingdom Hearts, the heartless, only a few of the memories of Riku's I created, that's about all I own from this fiction. The rest of the disclaimers will be at the end of the chapters now. I'm so mean. So what do you think? Tell me in a review pleaz!