Author's Note: I am on a roll with this story. Trust me, you won't believe who dies in this story and why. I love writing it. I hope I inspire someone to start a series of Anti-Sora fics. Or maybe that's what I'll be known for around here? I do have another one in my thoughts for another project after Reversal is finished. My next project after that will be a horribly time consuming novelization project of Kingdom Hearts 2.

Oh, this is the first chapter I used a point of view other than Sora's. Also, I was wondering if it would be good to separate Anti-Sora and Sora's point of view, or should I continue as I have. Oh, and this chapter was actually divided into Chapter 5 and 6, but Ch. 6 was too short, so I combined the both of them.

Enough of my rambling. Enjoy the extra extended chapter.

Chapter 5

Hollow Bastion

Donald:

I shivered for what seemed like the hundredth time. Not because I was cold…it was because of him. 'He' was Sora, the Keyblade Master—my friend. Sora was behaving rather strangely lately…

Stop fooling yourself, Donald. He killed innocent people without remorse. I wanted to believe that something was controlling him. That's why I zapped him with the weakest level of thunder. It wasn't hard to drop him to his knees. But then, he looked at me with gold eyes and hissed 'I won't let you…do this…'

Those words still chilled me to my feathers. I watched him through the only window peering into the room. Sora was sitting in a chair, bound in several layers of ropes. His head was leaning down on his chest…

"Has he woken up?"

That voice…Mickey. I turned around and bowed slightly out of respect.

"No, Your Majesty, he hasn't."

"I can't believe it…You said he assumed the form of a human-sized Heartless?"

"Goofy and I didn't want to believe it as well. He even killed Mulan in front of us."

King Mickey shook his head.

"What have I done…?"

What?

"Your Majesty, do you know something we don't?" I asked softly.

"Donald, Goofy?"

Sora? I turned back to the window. Sora was staring directly at the window and his eyes were…blue.

"Open the door, Donald," Mickey ordered.

I wasn't sure if I should do that…

Nevertheless, I pulled the door open. Mickey walked inside the room, being careful to stay a certain distance from Sora.

"King Mickey! Why am I in here? Why am I tied up?"

He sounded so normal.

"Sora…you're in here because of last night."

He frowned.

"Last night? What do you mean?"

"You turned into a Heartless and killed Mulan and Shang."

Sora gasped.

"No! I didn't do that!" He shouted.

"I'm sorry, Sora. But you did."

Sora:

He had to be joking, right? I mean, why would I kill Mulan and Shang? What reason would I have? As I sat there, I realized that I couldn't remember what happened after falling in the enclosure. I glanced at King Mickey…and began to laugh. I wasn't sure why, but I felt like it. Sorrow and remorse faded away into…

"Why are you laughing? Sora, is that you?" King Mickey asked.

"Why wouldn't I be?"

My voice had taken on a sadistic tone. The King started to back up towards the door.

"What has gotten into you?"

"Let me out and I'll show you."

"Your Majesty, get out of there now!" Donald shouted.

King Mickey wisely walked out of the door and barred it shut. Foolish humans. I ripped through the ropes with my claws. I stood up and flexed my muscles.

"You won't keep me in here!" I shouted.

"Donald, go get Goofy and the others!" Mickey shouted.

I allowed myself to bathe in the darkness. My body shifted instantly in response to my will. Shadows filled my vision. Gradually, the outline of the room came into focus again. I allowed myself to 'melt' into the floor and proceeded under the wall that kept me from my target. Once I crossed over, I popped out of the ground and turned in Mickey's direction. King Mickey backed up and drew his keyblade. Light emanated from it, but I wasn't concerned. The keyblade was extremely lethal to ordinary Heartless.

But I wasn't ordinary.

Never was.

Never will be.

I edged closer to King Mickey, bearing my fangs threateningly.

"Don't do this, Sora."

As soon as I got close enough, the mouse king swung the keyblade at me. I grabbed it with my right hand and pulled it out of his grasp. Fear once again stained the air.

"Don't you dare touch the King! Thundaga!"

Donald. Such a nuisance. I turned around and headed straight for the duck. Lightning bolts crashed down in a wide arc around me. Before he could turn and run, I swatted him into the wall.

"Donald!" Goofy shouted.

A shield flew through the air. It would have hit me…if I was actually going to stay in one place. I knocked him down to the floor and was going to tear his throat out…

"Sora, stop!" Mickey screamed.

I turned my head in his direction and halted my arm.

"You want me to stop?" I asked softly.

"If you want to kill anyone, kill me."

I was hungry…

I walked over to the King.

"I don't trust you…but I'm going to enjoy ripping your limbs off."

I sank my claws into his arm, pulling him forward and off-balance. Mickey raised his left hand and the keyblade appeared once again in it. I lunged and bit into his left hand. My fangs clenched shut, ripping through flesh and bone. Mickey screamed, attempting to pull away from me. I had him in a position from which he could not escape. Blood flowed down my throat. I twisted Mickey's other arm, breaking it fully. I swallowed the leftover blood and guts and disengaged my jaw from the arm holding the keyblade. With a huff, I pushed him back into the wall.

"I told you, I won't let you imprison me like some animal. I am not like Sora. I am the Anti-Sora—the Anti-Existence!"

And with that, I left him to bleed to death.

Donald:

I scrambled over to the King, despite my own injuries. Sora had broken both arms and was leaving him to bleed out. I lifted my wand, preparing to torture my mind for the cure spell.

"Don't! Keep the spell for yourself, Donald," Mickey said softly.

"But Your Majesty—" I started.

"It's his clothes, Donald. He's absorbed too much of the darkness…you've got to stop him…please…"

The King lost consciousness…

Sora:

Scores of Heartless remains littered the ground behind me, product of my ever growing hunger. I swallowed the remainder of guts in my mouth and continued down the street. It was raining again. I had an hour or two before dawn. As soon as it hit dawn, I would assume a normal shape…granted that there was no interference.

"There he is!"

Oh, good. Exercise. I didn't have long to wait before Yuffie and Leon rounded the corner. I allowed my vision to adjust to the amount of light in the area. Now I could see more than an outline…and that would be their downfall.

"Sora, you've got to be in there," Leon shouted.

Oh yeah, he's in here, alright. I didn't bother to say anything at all. I had tasted Leon's blood before. I wanted another taste. I started forward Leon seemed to hesitate for a moment and started forward, gunblade glowing a bright blue. He swung and a shockwave issued out of his weapon towards me. I easily moved aside and started into a run.

Leon lifted his weapon to swing again…

I beat him to the punch and promptly grabbed the wrist of the hand holding the gunblade. I snapped it and promptly ducked the other fist, which was intended for my head. Wisely, I backed off, narrowly avoiding a shuriken. Yuffie was a problem now. Time to separate those two. I ran for the female ninja and pounced on her before she could pull another shuriken out. Yuffie whimpered softly, eyes wide in fear.

"Yuffie!"

Fool. I seized Yuffie's arm with my jaws and took off running. Screams began to issue from the poor girl as I dragged her across the rough pavement. Leon was of no concern to me now. After all, I was way faster than him. I rounded a corner and released Yuffie's arm. She hugged it to her body, crying loudly. She was bleeding from various wounds all over her body. The scent was wonderful.

"Please, Sora, have mercy…" She pleaded.

"Have mercy?" I asked, suppressing half a laugh.

"Please…"

"No."

I ripped through her clothing with her claws and immediately plunged my hand into her chest. When I pulled it out, I had her heart in my hand. I watched as it stopped beating in my hand.

Mercy, huh?

I devoured it with abandon.

So delicious. Who knew the heart tasted so good?

"Yuffie!"

That slow poke, Leon, caught up to me again. I wonder how he'd react when he learned that his best friend was dead. In any case, I would silence him forever. I turned and climbed up the wall closest to me. Leon was walking down the street, nursing his wrist. I quietly moved into position above him and pounced. I landed on top of him with ease…and surprisingly, no pain. I tore through his throat within seconds and let out a loud howl.

Hollow Bastion

Daybreak

Sora:

I was exhausted, but I managed to make it in the Gummi Ship Garage without incident. When I woke up, I was lying next to Yuffie's cold, dead body. Her heart was gone. Yards away from her was Leon's dead body. He had no throat. I had to get away from the hell…

I had to get away from my handiwork.

Donald and Goofy were probably hunting for me. I couldn't fight them. Even if this thing inside me wanted to…

I slipped into the Highwind and prepared the launch sequence. I would hide myself…

"Port Royal."