Change of Heart

By TMN, better known as The Melodious Nocture or Brittany.


Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Kingdom Hearts, Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, or Kingdom hearts II.


Chapter One


"You wouldn't tell anyone, would you?" The girl's smile faded from her face. Her long, black, silky hair covered her right eye, and her left eye was black. Her features were soft, her skin a soft, olive color. She stared at the young man in front of her.

"Why would I tell anyone? They wouldn't believe me," the man said. His hair was spiked up, and bleach blonde, his eyes a aqua-green color. He avoided the girl's eyes.

"You have a point there," the girl smiled, mockingly. She knew a few people who would believe this, but she wasn't going to say who. She waved it off. "I should go. You know…before this thing starts. I'm…never mind," she said quickly.

The boy stared at her. "What do you mean?" but the girl's blood red dress had already whipped around the corner. "Wait…up." He sighed, and sat down on a wall. He stared off into space for a while. What was he going to do? Where was he going to go? He was the only one who knew…or…one of the only one's who knew. But why did he have to be right?

It started to sprinkle.

He didn't move. He liked rain. Liked water, liked getting wet. It was probably one of the only things he continued living for, the rain. Other than that, nothing really made him happy. Except…her. But…she was long gone. Never heard of since that one faithful night.

He preferred not to think about it.

The rain started coming down harder and harder, making puddles in the pot holes. Soon there was thunder. Lightning.

Something else he loved. Rain storms. The sounds the rain mixed with thunder made…it was therapy to him.

But he wasn't expecting a black out.

All the lights in the entire city went out. Darkness covered everything like a blanket.

His aqua-green eyes flashed when he heard something move behind him. "She was right…" he whispered, looking around. "But she never said it was going to happen this soon."

Darkness is in all hearts.

Don't try to deny it.

The only thing that can keep you safe…is the light.

But…that light…is very hard to find.

The young man looked around again. He couldn't see anything. But he was sure something saw him. He looked down, and saw a black and purple…substance? Mass? Something dragging him down, into the ground. He couldn't scream. Instead, he rose a hand in the air, willing for someone to pull on it and save him from the…the….darkness.

That's what it was! But it didn't matter, he was already gone.

A small, black creature took his place. Its yellow eyes glowed bright in the night. It scampered off, in search for something, sinking into the ground every now and then.


A child running as fast as he could, away from another child, both laughing hysterically.

A dog, dead in the middle of a road.

A man, giving a lecture to his teenaged soon.

All memories, soon to be forgotten.

A chain of memories, once bound together so perfectly, have now fallen apart.


Eyes fluttered opened. The same bright colored bluish-green eyes. Opened to voices, to blue gray blurrs.

"He didn't tell you? He was sending more out, we can't only have eight. We need more. There has to be someone in those Worlds with a strong…" the man stopped, feeling eyes on him. He turned around, and caught sight of the boy. "There's one now," the man said. He had an X shaped scar on his face, bright blue hair, yellow eyes, and pointy ears. The man titled his head ever so slightly. He reached down to the boy, grabbed his hand, and pulled him up.

The boy with the blue-green eyes brushed himself off. He didn't change much, but his hair was now blonde with brown highlights, in a mullet-mohawk type of hairstyle. He muttered his thanks to the blue haired man, and was about to walk off, when the voice of the other man's voice rang out.

"What's your name?" he asked. The blonde haired kid turned around to face him. The man had a scar on his face, along with an eye patch. His black hair with gray streaks was up in a ponytail. He wasn't a man you would expect to have a 'surfer' accent, and yet he had one anyways.

The blonde haired boy paused, forgetting his own name.

But, then, five letters appeared in his head and mixed around, forming a word.

"Demyx," he said quietly.


A/N:Yes I started with Demyx. These are not in order of how they came to the Organization. Sorry!

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