Who Am I?

Disclaimer; I do not own anything from Kingdom Hearts; I'm just using it for my own twisted fun…so don't sue me.

Summary; A devastating storm has hit Destiny Islands and someone has gone missing…meanwhile, a new person is found unconscious in the palace grounds after the most fantastic show of lightening that year. What's going on?

Wow this has been along time…

A very big thank you goes to my new beta reader Emz! (aka ShamanBabe) she helped me with this chappi and helped me overcome my writers block for the next chappi which should be out soon...i hope

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Chapter Six; What's a Keyblader?

Big pearly raindrops fell to the palace grounds as the howling winds gathered speed and the night sky clouded over. An eerie mewl echoed faintly throughout the castle, extinguishing many flickering candles.

The unearthly chill that seemed to grip everyone didn't settle well with our Kingly mouse who was reading through important documents from other worlds; many of which were proclaiming that their daughters were just the queen his son was looking for. He sighed and removed his reading glasses to pinch the bridge of his long nose. He was getting nowhere with all this mumbo jumbo of keyholes, hearts and worries over his son's choice for a wife. He sat back in his high back chair and tried to nurse a migraine that was forming.

That's when he heard it; the eerie silence of his home. On any other night he would hear chemical explosions, machines whirring, heated discussions, and shrill laughter from some of the castle residents but tonight there was nothing.

A slight shiver ran its ghostly fingertips down the mouse's spine as the sudden urge to inspect the silence gripped him. Something felt off and he was sure as hell going to find out what it was.

But before he could rise from the chair a sharp painful blow to the back of his head sent him to the stone cold floor. He lay there for several seconds, too dazed to think straight as the shadows toyed with his mind. Then two very familiar boots moved in front of his vision. King Mickey's eyes travelled upwards to the figures cloaked body, then his broad shoulders, and finally the hood that hid his attackers face.

Slowly the hood was removed to reveal a sly grin. King Mickey did a groggy double take, refusing to believe what his eyes were telling him.

"You!" he managed, still dazed. The attacker smiled and bent low to the mouse's ear.

"Me." he said, his gloved hand reaching up to Mickey's throat. His hand found the small neck and slowly squeezed the small wind pipe shut. Of coarse the mouse struggled but the cloaked figure was stronger. His fingers tightened and his grin intensified.

"The prince will become ours." The whispered words were like ice daggers to King Mickey's heart.

Sora…

"No…" a small piece of him fought back, to help his family, to protect his kingdom…

"The Future king will rule a Dark land."

His only son…

Heir to the throne…

"I'm… sorry… Sora…" his mind was losing consciousness fast. Dark tunnels formed around his eyes and he felt his struggles lessen. Finally he gave in to the overpowering urge to sleep. Darkness took over and his last thoughts were of his family;

"I'm… so …sorry."

The assailant smirked as he felt the body begin to change, he watched in satisfaction as the mouse's body changed and became a small bug like creature; the first Heartless with a heart.

Behind him, shadows appeared resembling black oily puddles. Small black primitive creatures rose from the shadow like puddles. Beady yellow eyes watched the assailant wearily and waited for his command; the Heartless.

"Find me the boy." At once the small black bodies jumped into action with several hisses and shrieks.

Thunder roared overhead and lightening lit up the windows and the intruders face. Narrowed green eyes pulsed with a dark shadow and a sly grin etched itself on to his features…

"Tonight marks the birth of a new era. An era of Darkness."


The castle was in mass chaos. Small black bug like creatures were attacking everything in sight, even the carpets were shown no mercy. The halls were a mess, vases littered the floors in pieces, the rugs were in shreds and the glass stained windows were shattered allowing the howling winds outside to drive the icy rain inside. And still the creatures pillaged.

Queen Minnie ran from her room, out into the corridor where more creatures were waiting. She screamed and turned to run the other way but came face to face with a guard on his knees, with a large gaping hole in his chest where his heart should be.

"Yah!" she wailed and jumped backwards in horror. Before her very eyes, the poor mans skin darkened, the guard shrank and shrivelled in front of her. Then before she could register what had happened she found two beady yellow eyes looking up at her with a hungry glint. It took a step towards her, and she took a step backwards.

"What in the name of…" but she didn't finish her sentence for the small creature leapt at her, its sharp claws aimed at her chest. She screamed but nothing happened. The black creature stopped mid jump and suddenly disappeared in a flurry of black ashes. And before her eyes, a small blackened heart rose out of the remains and floated heavenward. Beyond it she saw Goofy; the Royal Army General with his trusty shield held out in front of him.

"Hyuk, are you alright Your Majesty?" he asked grinning as though there was nothing to worry about where as Queen Minnie's heart was racing a Marathon.

"No Goofy I am not alright." She said hotly, venting on the poor optimistic General. "I was almost killed by a…a…thing and I can't find my husband and oh my lord! Sora! We have to find him now!" She rambled and took off down the hall to her son's bedroom.

Goofy didn't quite understand what The Queen was talking about but decided to follow anyway. Until a large amount of the black creatures came up in front of him and blocked his path. He was forced to stay behind.

Queen Minnie was on her own.


Namine felt a sharp pain rip through her body. Her sixth sense tingled and the vibes from the castle felt foreign. Something was wrong.

"Sora…" a whispered voice.

"Sora…" a tired prayer. What was going on? Who was calling Sora?

"Sora I know you're still alive," a face filled her mind, pale skin, sky grey eyes, silver hair, all she saw were flashes. "I can feel you," beaches, a forest, a vast sea, "please, help us to survive too."

"Sora," another face, another voice. "I know you're out there," red hair, intense blue eyes, a cave, a picture, a raft, "Watch over us please…"

She jolted out of her bed as her concentration snapped. She felt cold and dizzy as though she'd used a lot of energy. Who were those people? How did they know Sora? Why were they praying to him? Asking him to help them?

But before she could dwell on these questions any further a scuffle sounded from down the corridor. She immediately jumped out of bed and wrapped her dressing gown around her figure. After lighting a candle and holding it close she opened her wooden door and climbed down the steps of her tower. The scuffles became louder and shouts and voices were made known too. Something was happening.

She crept to the door at the bottom of her tower and peeped through. A gasp escaped her throat as she watched her friends fight off small black midgets. She turned to get her spell books but a shadow appeared on the ground before her. It grew with a slow grace and a small head began to rise out of the puddle. Screaming she fell back and out through the opened door. She scrambled up and ran down the nearest corridor. More and more black creatures appeared and flailed at her running ankles but she sped on before any of them could catch her. She had to find Sora, he'd know what to do…he'd keep her safe.


Leon watched as the great mass of intruders bounced from wall to wall, clinging onto shredded curtains and attacking them from every direction. Everywhere he turned, there was a black 'thing' waiting to jump on him and rip his heart out.

He wanted nothing more that to slice them all to smithereens but he could never get a lock on any of them. Yuffie on the other hand was getting hit after hit after hit. It was because of her that they were down to a mere 100 or so now. Deep inside he admired her aim, her skill, and her optimism but on the outside he merely grunted and aimed his gun blade at a group of black miscreants and blasted them to the next world.

Just as he was getting the in the swing of things, the damned duck came and spoiled it all.

"Fire Spell Magnum!" before his emotionless eyes, all the black creatures turned to dust and disappeared. Inside he was ready to murder the duck but outside he was a cool, expressionless man. That's when he heard it.

The fear-filled scream of Her Majesty from down a corridor. He was moving before his mind had registered which way the scream had come from. He followed his instincts and ran down the closest corridor. He heard the ninja-ette and the duck following behind and briefly wondered how the duck managed to keep up on those small legs of his.

The scream came again and this time a maniacal laugh echoed down the corridor after it. Some one was hurting The Queen.

He powered his legs faster until he rounded a corner and stopped suddenly. The others ran into him but he remained standing and staring at the scene before him with a scowl.

There in front of him was a tall cloaked man holding Her Royal Highness by the neck and laughing at her panicky struggles. He was making a mockery of The Royal Family let alone hurting their most loved Queen. Where was The King when they needed him?

"Your King is dead." A low rumbling voice ground out. The stranger was talking to them; to him. But how did he know what he was thinking? Choosing not to believe the voice he growled at the intruder and gripped his gun blade tightly.

"Let her go." He spat his face set in a hateful grimace. The stranger turned to him and replied smoothly.

"With pleasure." He said and dropped the Queen to the floor but just as she was going to hit the carpet a black puddle opened up and swallowed her whole.

"No!" Yuffie yelled and ran forward but she was too late. The Queen was gone. The female ninja fell to her knees and stared at the red carpet deflated. Leon couldn't believe it. One moment she was there, and the next she was gone. He looked up to the stranger and growled.

"Two down, one to go." The black figure said turning on his heel. Leon made to give chase but a wall of black creatures appeared effectively blocking their path and allowing the intruder to escape. He began to smash at them and move forward but there were too many of them.

"We have to get to Prince Sora!" Donald yelled fighting several black creatures with his staff while trying to move forward only to be pushed back again by another creature rising from a black puddle.

"But how? These little critters won't let us go anywhere!" Yuffie cried using a Jujitsu chop on a small creature rendering it headless, then twisting her body into a double back flip and kicking out at three black buggers hanging from the ceiling. They all fell down in a sprinkle of black ashes.

It was no use. The more they turned to dust, the more appeared keeping them blocked in the small corridor.

It was official; they were trapped.


The intruder stared down at the sleeping boy with a hateful disgust. He briefly wondered how the boy could sleep with so much noise and destruction going on but as he listened he became aware of how little noise actually penetrated the walls of the masterfully decorated room.

He smiled and made a mental note to treat the Heartless for leaving the boy to him. Then his order flashed across his mind. He growled knowing his Master and Lord was reminding him not to kill the boy yet.

He took a step closer to the bed and knelt down beside the sleeping boy. He was eye level with the Princes face and could feel the hot breath caress his icy cheeks. He hissed and moved away rapidly. The boy was pure light; poison to his skin.

As a means of vengeance the intruder summoned the capsule he'd been sent with and knelt down again taking care not to get too close to him. He held the capsule up and gave it a quick shake, watching as the black fluid splashed around inside. He turned his gaze back to the unsuspecting boy and grinned.

But before he could place the darkness inside the boy, another child burst into the room and wailed his name. The Prince jolted awake and leaned up on his arm glancing around his room. When the boy focussed on him he yelped and leapt backward, miscalculating the amount of mattress behind him. He fell off the bed backwards with a thud, his feet hanging in the air.

If he hadn't been so irrated, the intruder would've laughed. It was a comical sight. Then the girl ran to his side to help him up and to get away from the Heartless that were now swarming into the room.

It was then that he knew he'd failed. But he was damned if he was going down without a fight.

Sora's vision was blurry but slowly the blurs melded into a teenaged girl hovering over him. For a moment he saw a flash of red hair, blue eyes, but in a split second it was gone replaced by Namine's worried tear streaked face.

"Owie…" he moaned rubbing the bump on his head before he realised they were in danger. He heard Namine whimper behind him and he turned to give her a reassuring nod but when he saw her face he found her staring at something behind him. Curious, he turned and found a small black puddle growing in front of him.

He watched as two oval yellow eyes appeared. Then a small body rose out of its black depths. Wide eyed all Sora could do was gasp and watch as the black creature stood before him eyeing him hungrily. It made a lunge for his foot and before he could blink Sora had jumped out of the way, grabbed Namine's hand and dragged her onto the bed behind him, which was luckily void of any such creatures. He turned his gaze to the door and found to his horror, black creatures everywhere.

"What are they?" he asked wide eyed, and in a sort of awe as well as fear stricken shock. He didn't expect an answer.

"They're a race called The Heartless." The black clad figure stepped forward and gave a sneer. "They feed on hearts, and those who are unlucky enough to fall victim to their attacks become one of them." He moved closer to the bed where the two scared teens sat in shocked silence.

'If you can't place the darkness inside him, then bring him to me.' The voice came again, reminding him of his orders and his duty to his Lord. He raised his hand and called upon his weapon. A black sword materialised in his open hand and he took a step towards the bed, closing the gap between him and The Prince.

A black shadow appeared behind Namine and she threw herself and Sora forward away from the vile creature poking its black head out of the black puddle. As soon as Sora was pushed forward, the stranger pulled his blade down onto the bed hoping to catch the boy and knock him under but Sora saw this and with sharp reflexes pulled himself and Namine out of harms way. He rolled off the bed and landed on the wooden floor; Namine crouched behind him.

He barely had time to register the blade swinging down on him again and on instinct he held his arms out in front of him trying to shield the attack but had to look up when he heard a clang of metal hitting metal. There in his hand was a gleaming key shaped blade, glowing with a few sparkles surrounding it. His eyes were once again as large as saucers as he took in this new shock.

The assailant seemed surprised and angered by this new information. The boy was a Keyblader. This made his job even more difficult. But what truly shook the stranger to the bone were the markings on the blade. It wasn't possible. His mind refused to believe it but his eyes showed him the truth. Nevertheless, he didn't lose his cool.

"The Keyblade Master has revealed himself it seems." He said in a cold tone. But he didn't manage to fool the girl and to his annoyance she spoke up unafraid of the consequences it might bring.

"He's scared." She told the Prince. "He's afraid of the Keyblade." She never let her eyes stray from his hood and he felt as though she cold see through his hood and was looking directly into his black soul.

Angered by her impudence the stranger attacked but Sora's blade blocked every move. He didn't know what he was doing but his body seemed to have a mind of its own. His confidence grew and even managed to throw some attacks back but this stranger was good and he was just following his gut instincts…which were giving the stranger a run for his money.

"Who are you?" Sora asked through gritted teeth. His eyebrows furrowed and his posture took on a defensive pose. He didn't know what was going on but he knew that this person was the cause of it all. The intruder stood tall and reached up to his hood.

Sora gasped in shock. Namine fell to her knees in disbelief, and still the shadows danced around them.

"Why?" Sora stuttered, paralysed in shock. He couldn't believe what his eyes were telling him, this had to be some sort of trick.

"It's no trick." How did he know? Was he…psychic? Sora barely dodged the attack as it flew past him. He turned full circle and felt the butt of his blade hit his ex friends head, he held no compassion any more.

His feeling had turned to anger now and he used this anger to attack the assailant.

"How," Lunge, "Could," Block, "You?" Side step, twist, swing. Their blades met in the middle with a singing note.

"Easily." The intruder hissed. At this Sora's rage hit its limits and before he even knew what was happening, a bright light filled the room and the assailant screamed in pain.

Namine heard the traitor cry out but as she watched the light intensified ten fold. Her eyes burned and her word was suddenly plunged into darkness. She felt the traitor's presence disappear as though dying slowly, the dark vibes disappeared too. She assumed those black 'Heartless' had scampered. Then she felt the power disappear and a soft thud. She opened her eyes but the darkness didn't recede. Panic hit her hard and she frantically blinked. Still no light penetrated her black endless sight.

"Prince Sora?" She called out. Silence. Her breaths came it short gasps as she fell to her knees and began to feel her way around the room. She soon found a soft tuft of hair. Her hands felt around the hair and found soft skin. She felt even further and came to what she assumed was Sora's nose.

He was unconscious on the floor, unable to help her, unaware of her blindness; her cries of help, her pleas for him to wake up. She sat there crying in fear, holding Sora's sleeping form in her arms. Despair hit her hard…

…She was all alone in the dark and her only light was out cold.