Alright... I realize I just started a new ToS story last week... I'M NOT STOPPING IT! (yet...) This was only written on a spur of the moment, flash of inspiration, crap if I ignore this I'm gonna kick myself all night, kind of thing. This story is a KHII fic which replaces the lovely, happytastic end with a dark, angsty one! Exciting yes? This takes place... I suppose right after the first battle with Xemnas, 'cept instead of taking Sora on by himself he took everyone on.

I do not, nor will I ever, own the rights to Kingdom Hearts or any of its characters. I may wish I did, and I may wish I may someday. But I realistically realize that I will never ever own the rights to Kingdom Hearts. /cry

I could hear laughter.

My own.

It was distant though, as if I were hearing it through a veil. In my hands I held my two keyblades. Both of them shining brightly with the power of my spirit and around me floated three other keyblades. Mickey's, Riku's, and Kairi's respectively. They floated around my body as if held up by air, which in fact they were, and attacked relentlessly all the thousands of heartless surrounding me. At my feet lay the headless AND heartless body of Xemnas. His shell of a body slowly being eaten away by darkness.

"Rot in Hell," someone said through my voice but it wasn't me. Far back somewhere deep in the castle I heard the dying cries of Maleficient and Pete as the unending horde of heartless finally consumed them. They had it coming, someone-not-myself thought.

My body turned of its own accord and began walking away from Xemnas' deteriorating corpse. The keyblades followed me and continued their unending attack upon the heartless just as the heartless continued their unending attack upon them.

Finally my body reached the broken body of Riku. He was slumped against a pillar where a glowing red sword pierced him to it. Any chance of saving the boy had long since passed and the life that had once filled him gone. I hit the red devil sword with one of my keyblades and it shattered apart into nothing. "Riku…" the person who wasn't me said softly before walking past the husk.

As the keyblades followed me I could hear heartless quickly move in upon Riku's body and begin to tear it. Had I had control of my body I would have vomited. As it stood I could only continue walking.

Walking.

Walking.

Walking past the body of King Mickey, his keyblade now hovering above me, slaying heartless after heartless.

I walked past the cliff edge where Xemnas had thrown Donald and Goofy to their deaths. I was crying.

No… It wasn't me. Someone else was crying. Someone else was laughing, trying to escape the pain. Not me.

Then I arrived at what the person who was not me had been looking for. "Kairi…" I said. Now it was me. Now I had to deal with the pain because now it was real. I stumbled and the keyblades, Riku's, Mickey's, and Kairi's, fell to the ground still. "Kairi…" I said again.

My knees gave out and I fell down beside her. "Kairi!" I cried and took her body into my arms, no longer hesitant to hold her.

"I'm sorry King Mickey! Donald! Goofy!" my voice shook with sadness and pain. All around me the heartless made their way closer, somewhat hesitant due to the now still keyblades around me.

"I'm sorry Riku!" The heartless came nearer, less frightened of the deadly but stationary keyblades.

"I'm sorry… Kairi…" I closed my eyes and hugged Kairi as close to me as possible.

"I'm sorry…"

Well... there ya go. Did you enjoy it? Do you have any constructive critizizum (shut up it's after by bedtime!) please review! I would be ever so happy if you would do so!

(Jak gives you all a lovely smile usually reserved for young girls trying to get something from their parents.)