Sanity's Silhouette
By Chris
Hello, hello! This is Angeli Amori here, and this is my new story! Currently also writing "The Good Die Young." but got writer's block there, so I am going to make this story in hopes of helping me get some ideas out, and getting new ideas to come in. I AM NOT ABANDONING THE GOOD DIE YOUNG, simply postponing it till the writer's block goes away. Also I got a review asking, wasn't Riku the one trapped in darkness? Yes, yes he was, but that was in the game. Your in my world now woooo!!! I'm writing this fanfic so I DON'T copy the game, ;D.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Kingdom Hearts. Thanks for rubbing it in.
Chapter 2
Unforgotten Memories
"So who are you again?" I asked. The boy turned towards me and smirked. He had pitch black hair that seemed to go straight down, till at the ends curved slightly up at the ears, covering them, layering itself over the other parts, and he had deep crimson eyes that seemed to tell the story of his past pain.
"I told you once before, I am Shin. I was sent here to protect you." he calmly stated.
"From what?" I asked. He became grim all of a sudden. He opened his mouth, about to say something, then turned away from us.
"Who?" I asked.
"Do you really not remember? Have you really forgotten him?" he asked. I raised my eyebrow. Who was he talking about?
"Remember who?" I asked. I turned towards Riku, and looked at his face. He was grim. I reached out for his hand and grabbed it tightly. He looked down at me, fear in his eyes.
"No matter. You will remember in time. He will come here soon enough." At this, Riku stood up. I looked up at him. It was scary, I had never seen Riku so angry….so…frightened…before. It was a whole new side of him. What was he afraid of?
"But no! He's dead! He died long ago!" Riku screamed at Shin. "I saw him die!" he yelled as he banged his fist on the table.
"Who god damnit!?" I screamed at them both. I was so confused.
"Get some sleep. Both of you. You'll be needing it. Good night….sweet dreams…hmpf," he whispered as he chuckled, walking out onto the deck, leaving us alone. Riku took my hand and led me upstairs to the bedroom. We got dressed for bed and slipped onto our bed. He cuddled up right behind me, comforting me with his strong arms. Who were they talking about? I found I was more tired than I had thought, because I slipped into a deep sleep shortly after getting into bed…
DREAM/FLASHBACK
"Riku! Run! Get Kairi and run damnit!" a young man's voice echoed through the cathedral. There I stood, at the entrance of a huge cathedral. It was beautiful, yet I could tell that it was about to fall down, due to the battle that had just taken place. I looked down and saw a certain silver haired boy running towards me. I looked behind him and saw a boy. A brown haired boy, with hair spiking in all directions, looking towards the altar. He wore a black jacket and black pants, and in his right hand he held what seemed like a huge key.
"Kairi! Hurry up let's go!" I heard Riku yell and looked down. He took my hand and we began running out of the chapel.
"FOOLISH BOY! YOUR FRIENDS ARE LEAVING YOU! YOU DO NOT POSSESS THE STRENGTH TO BEAT ME!" a huge voice echoed through the citadel.
"Riku, Kairi! GO!" the boy yelled towards us. I turned and began to run towards the door, but I stopped when I saw a figure hooded in a black robe blocking my way, holding a large sword.
"There is no exit for you Princess." the figure spoke quietly.
"Kairi, stand back!" Riku yelled as he got in front of me as the figure advanced.
"FOOL!" the figure yelled. A bright light flashed for a second and Riku was against a wall, suspended in mid air. He was struggling but it seemed as if he could not move.
"And now for you princess!" the hooded man yelled.
"Kairi!" I heard the brown haired boy yell as he jumped in front of me. He raised his key, ready to fight. I saw blood seeping down his body from all the cuts and gashes he had all over his body. He was panting hard.
"Key blade master do not make me angry!" the man screamed.
"You'll never get Kairi!" the boy yelled at the man and then swung his key blade hard, but the man parried.
"Agh!" the boy screamed, looking down towards his feet. I looked down at his feet and saw a large circle of what seemed like…well…darkness. It was gripping his feet and stretching up towards his arms.
"Kairi run!" the boy screamed as he pointed his weapon at the man. A bright light came out of it and hit the man, making him stumble.
"FOOL!" the man screamed. I looked over towards Riku and saw him slowly being lowered back down, apparently the man didn't care about him anymore. Riku ran over to me and grabbed my hand, leading me out the door as we ran for our lives.
"Fool. They don't matter anymore. It is you that will die."
"Kairi!" the boy called. "I love you!"
The man spun quickly, and brought his blade straight through the boy, tearing at his flesh, and spraying blood backwards. The boy gasped, and slowly closed his eyes as his life was swept away. He suddenly brought his weapon down and stabbed the man, and the man buckled down in pain. Blood dripped from his mouth, and he finally fell to the ground, dead.
"I love you…." the boy whispered as the light slipped from his eyes.
"Sora…" I cried.
END OF DREAM/FLASHBACK
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"Sleep well Key blade master?" the deep voice roused me from my sleep.
"Like a baby." I spat back at the voice.
"Sarcasm? At this hour? You are persistent boy," the figure retorted.
"What can I say? I do what I can," I called back into the darkness.
"Alright that's enough boy. Shall we start off where we usually do? Or are you going to make this easy for me?" the voice questioned. Always the humorous one, whomever this voice belonged to.
"My dad always told me not to be afraid of the dark." I quickly shot back. I always seemed to have a sense of humor in the beginning of each day.
"Well obviously your father never met me. I think I'll take that as a your going to be a pain in the ass today. Very well, shall we begin?" the voice calmly said.
"Ready when you are…." I was stopped short by chains once again shooting out and pinning me against the wall. I just closed my eyes, readying myself for the first hit. But none came. I kept them shut, clenching my teeth, I wasn't going to be caught off guard. I wasn't going to be made a fool. Time passed. It seemed like an eternity.
"I must say your wasting my time, I'm not going to hit you fool." the voice taunted me. I slowly opened one eye, then the other. Up ahead of me stood three figures walking through the dark, cautiously. As they neared, I recognized them. It was Donald, Goofy,…and me. I held in my right hand the key blade. The everlasting symbol for light and hope. What a fucking joke that ended up being. I saw heartless. Millions of them, charging at the former me. As the three of us got ready for battle, could see the bravery shining from my eyes, the inner light, that I no longer possessed. As heartless after heartless were destroyed by us, we began to weaken. Not too surprisingly, Donald went down first. A dark side pulled out a long sword and smashed him, then stabbed him through the chest. He was done for. Gone. Dead.
"Donald! NO!" I heard my former self cry into the darkness. New found rage welled up inside of me as I saw myself attack the heartless with a renewed strength. That is, before I heard a cry behind me. Goofy was the second to go. It's funny…he was fighting two Dark sides, and actually winning, when a simple shadow came up behind him and pierced through him with razor sharp claws, devouring his heart.
"GOOFY! BASTARDS!" my former self cried out through tears. I was so weak back then, yet I was so strong. I watched as my former self succeeded in killing off the rest of the heartless. The darkness cleared, revealing me, or well…the former me, with a light from above surrounding me, panting and sweating; scarred and cut up; bruised and exhausted. Then from the darkness walked a single figure. A man, dressed in a large black robe, face covered and concealed in the very darkness I fought.
"FOOLISH BOY! YOU CANNOT DEFEAT THE DARKNESS!" the man cried out. My former self let out a battle cry as I raised my key blade for one final blow, when the light from above, went out. Darkness enveloped me as I cried. I cried out for mercy, for someone…anyone…to help…I cried out for Riku…for Leon…for Yuffie…most of all….for Kairi. But no. They never came. They didn't care. They didn't care that I was dying, that I had given EVERYTHING for them. For nothing. The image disappeared, leaving me weeping in the darkness.
"Do you understand now, key blade master?" the voice demanded. I felt a deep regret in my heart, I felt the pain from so much torture and time. For my lost friends, killed in front of me, and I couldn't do anything about it. Most of all, for my lost love. I wasn't going to give up yet. But I understood. I finally understood. I could never go back. It would never be the same. My fate was changed forever. But I would not give up. Not yet.
"…yes…" I whispered out. The voice's presence then left me, knowing I would not give up, but that for today, his job was done. I understood what I needed to. He knew I would never give up completely, not yet. And I understood, I was weak and pitiful. I couldn't even save my friends. The darkness had overpowered me back then, and he was trying to tell me…it would inevitably overpower me now. No matter what, I would never give up, and he would never give up.
"Daddy always told me never to be afraid of the dark."
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TAKE THAT WRITER'S BLOCK! Herbal tea works wonders. How did you like it? I gotta say I am much better at writing the Sora parts I THINK! Well thanks for all reviewers and PLEASE KEEP REVIEWING, perhaps also check out my other fanfic "The Good Die Young." Thanks to Deplora with some kind words to get me going. Reviewing makes me write faster btw! With some luck I will update that soon as well. Good night!
-Angeli Amori
-=Chris=-