Author's Note: This one's Sora's group. Please, no flames, or it'll turn me into a bad mood. R&R!
Only Time Will Tell: The Familiar Town
They walked for hours and hours in the unknown town. Sora, Donald, and Goofy soon got pretty tired. Sora was wearing almost everything black. He had a dark blue tank top, a black-sleeved vest with a black hood, a pair of black shorts, with yellow straps crossed everywhere, and red bags hanging on the side of his blue belt. He had black shoes with dark blue straps to secure it, and black fingerless gloves. He still had his silver crown pendent around his neck he got a long time ago. His spiky chestnut hair—that gotten even messier—matched perfectly with his narrow innocent ocean blue eyes.
Donald wore a blue hat and blue clothes with lots of zippers and pockets to carry potions and elixirs and was especially designed for a duck back at Disney. Goofy was wearing a green sweater with a black vest, and brown pants. These uniforms were to hide their true identity. Donald was the best magician—though easily tempered, and Goofy was the best knight—though hates fighting and would always rather be carefree.
"Okay, that's enough!" Donald cried our loud and jumped madly. His blue hat fell off to the ground, and a string of curses left his bill.
"Gawrsh Donald, you better wash your mouth," Goofy suggested. "You've acting like this… since we… I don't know."
The three found themselves to be lying on the concrete a few hours ago. Having no idea what happened before, they started looking for a store to know where they are. People all kept staring at them, wondering who they were and how they appeared to here. Some whispered and gossiped.
"What's that strange spiky haired guy doing there—"
"Haven't seen a duck that talks for a long time—"
"Weird…"
Sora and the others tried best to ignore them, but one got Donald real mad and fired firaga, but Sora knocked the wand off, and it fired at the woman's plants that she was raising so carefully. Sora quickly looked into his red bags for some munny and threw it to the cranky lady. She cursed under her breath but Sora and company were gone.
"Humph. I just want to know where we are," said Sora, glad to have escaped that street. "From the looks of it, it's getting late, and I'm starting to get hot." His stomach grumbled and he added, "And hungry too."
"But the sun's exactly where it was. It didn't move at all," Goofy said. Donald lost his temper.
"I don't care where the sun is! I just want to know where we are!" Donald hollered. Sora looked at him in a peculiar expression.
"You really should cool down. Last time I remembered, you were never this angry unless someone or something scared you."
"So are you calling me a coward?"
"No, why would I?" Sora stopped talking and moved away from the mad duck, and shook his chestnut hair. "You seem mad at… everything now." He sighed. "Come on. It's getting late. It's best if we can find a place to sleep."
"And how do you know it's late?" Donald asked.
Sora sighed again. "Just look at the clock tower, Donald."
"Hey, maybe we ought to find the train station. It must say what town this is somewhere. And what's a better place to find it than the train station?" Goofy asked.
"You know, I was thinking, why don't we just ask someone?" Sora said. "I mean, this whole town probably knows what this place is called."
"Rule 256," Goofy read off of a ripped brochure he found on the ground. "You can not tell anyone what the town is called if they are new to it or if they are strangers."
"You've got to be kidding me. I'm getting sooo hungry," Sora complained.
"Well, too bad for you. Looks like luck isn't on your side today," Donald snapped.
"King Mickey would've said something better," Sora murmured. "More like, 'Don't worry!' or like, 'Never give up hope!'" He tried to imitate King Mickey voice. Donald lost it.
"Say one more thing about him and you're dead!" Donald tried to holler in his ear, but jumped only to his lower shoulder.
"Well, how do we find him?" Goofy asked.
"Well, we can't knock onto someone's door and go, 'Hello? Have you seen King Mickey? The one that's short and has big ears, looks royal and short and wears fancy jewelry?' or maybe if we were finding Riku, we would go, 'Hey, sorry to cut your time short, but have you seen this cool and collected kid, strong muscles, and long silver hair? And perhaps he has a bit of bad attitude, and he's pretty much pale?'"
Donald got worse about King Mickey, ignoring Sora's comments about Riku. "Shut up!" he screeched on top of his lungs. Everyone around them turned to look at the strange group that was never seen out in the grounds of their town before. Sora sheepishly waved at all of them and did his sheepish grin.
"Apologize right now—" Sora quickly shut Donald's bill off.
They turned to another street, with not a lot of people—probably because the sun's rays were the strongest here, so if anyone wanted a tan, all they had to do was get a fold-up chair, a pair of sunglasses, some sun lotion, a straw hat, and a piece of weed to stick it into your mouth and sit there all day, bathing in the warmness. As if people here don't already do that. They walked two more blocks, and turned right to Mt. River St. Not a lot of people were there either.
"Well, according to my calculations, there isn't that much people in this street," Goofy said as he peered around.
"Then maybe Riku or King Mickey could be wandering around here," Sora said, shielding his eyes to catch any big ears or silver hair.
"King Mickey does NOT wander, Sora. He knows where he's going. Not like some people I know. He is—" Donald responded angrily.
Sora and Goofy pretended to be talking to each other while Donald went screaming his head off. Because not a lot of people were there, everyone turned around to eye the group.
"Yeah, so, I guess we could now could go to the train station," Sora suggested.
"Yep, I'm getting hungry as well," Goofy said.
"—and so you must use more casual and former words and not horrible ones that somehow got stuffed into you vocabulary list," Donald finished his lecture.
"Are you kidding me? I may have a weird list of vocabulary words, but you're vocabulary list is much more colorful," Sora said, sarcastically stating the last part.
"Shut—" Sora held Donald's bill shut.
"Please, we're trying to find Riku and King Mickey. You won't be much of a help if you keep tutoring me on former words. There's not a lot of time now, so this is not the time to be royal. You do want to find the king, right?" Sora asked.
"Mu-hum," Donald hummed through his shut bill.
"Besides," he crossed his arms and did his trademark grin, "it's really funny to see you mad."
"Watch it," Donald muttered.
"Let's just go find the train station and get it over with," he said and ran off.
"How… many… stairways are… there?" Donald said as they climbed the 80th stairway (it was labeled on the wall).
"Who cares," Sora answered. They were in the building, climbing the stairway, because unluckily, engineers were fixing up the broken elevator that broke down a few minutes before they came there. They almost reached the top of the place where they were heading to, the train station.
The train station was by the side of the clock tower. It was used to travel to different places easier than a gummi ship because you wouldn't need to go between the New Universe, and the Old Universe. Twilight Town was stuck right in the middle of the two.
"I just feel like my youth's returning to me!" Sora claimed as he reached the 90th stairway.
"You still are a youth," Donald answered as he reached for the rail to hold onto, making his way to the 83rd stairway.
"No, I'm fifteen." Sora reached for the rail for support and kept on climbing. "All I want is all the food you can eat like there's no tomorrow. How I wander for french fries and perhaps a hamburger."
"Stop daydreaming. We don't have enough munny to buy food," Donald said hoarsely.
"The 100th stairway and we're there!" Goofy exclaimed, with only him on the 100th stairway, Sora on the 94th, and Donald on the 86th. His voice echoed all the way down to the 1st.
"That's nice of you to know, now would you mind waiting for me?" Sora cupped his mouth and asked.
"Sure."
"Traitors!" Donald yelled below. He crossed his arms, waiting for an answer.
"Maybe if you would speed up instead of complaining, you'd be all the way up here," Sora said to Donald and kept climbing, the shoes echoing. Donald took notice of this and started running up the stairs.
Once they reached up the 100th stairway, Sora and Donald huffing and puffing, and Goofy skipping around, they sat down on the waiting benches.
"Next time, I'm rolling down the stairs," Sora complained.
"For once, I agree with you," Donald said. Sora got up and looked around for a map. He found a board explaining the times and where the trains would be heading. On the top it said Twilight Town: The world between the new and old. There was some history about it on the bottom of the board.
Built in 340 B. C., Twilight Town would still be considered new, though it has been in hard situations.
Twilight Town Act completely the same as Traverse town, except that our world is dawn, and the other's night. They both bring people from them that lost their homes. We bring people from the new universe, they bring the old.
We are famous for our golden train track, a new way of traveling to other worlds. But it would not be installed until July 26, 1990.
Hey, Sora thought, that was when I was born. Strange. He continued reading.
We discovered that we were a world in the middle— in-between. Other worlds came and go in in-between, but we always stayed there. Even though the in-between was dangerous, it was usually a place for the world's destruction instead of making something even more badly like the 324 b. c. scientists say that the ruined worlds came together to form a habitat for heartless. They called it kingdom hearts.
Wow… heartless back that long time ago. I wonder who slaughtered them?
The last few sentences were smudged, so Sora couldn't make out what it was saying except the bottom.
Written by the mayor in the new age (the year zero)
Sora blinked, trying to get his noggin working again. The New Age? And heartless at that time? Wow, then that means… that means Ansem couldn't be the first to discover the heartless! It was someone else. Someone back like… Sora counted his fingers. It was about 2200 years ago from the 340 B.C. Ansem couldn't have lived that long, could he? He remembered why he was reading it again and looked it over again.
Why does Twilight Town sound so familiar? It's like, my other heart knows this… Sora thought and thought.
"Here, take this. It was created from the other side of yourself."