An Escape
"Are you ready, Riku?" the voice asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yes. Let's go," he breathed. The night was pitch black around him, thick with mystery and menace.
"Walk into the water then. We can reach you from there."
"Alright." He stepped into the water, his pants clinging and weighing down with the wetness.
"Riku! Wait!" that anonymous voice from earlier yelled desperately.
"What?" He turned around to face the beach. In the distant darkness, he could make out the faint outline of some shiny, floating, metallic thing. "What the heck is that?"
"Umm… a trick of the light, we guess."
"It's completely dark out here. Where would light be coming from?"
"Riku, don't go into the water! The darkness will ruin your life!"
"It's promised to take me away from this island!" he yelled.
"I can take you away, too! But I won't make you a slave when you leave!"
"What? Is that true? Were you going to make me a slave?"
"Now who said anything about that? But, now that you mention it…"
"I'm never going to be anyone's slave! Consider our deal off. I'm going with that thing."
"Ha ha ha! It's too late, foolish Riku! You're deep enough in the water! You're coming whether you like it or not!"
"Fight it, Riku! I'm the Keyblade! I'm meant for you!"
"Shut up, stupid key! There's no hope for him now!" the voice cackled. A bizarre light erupted around the beach, comprised of purples, black, and some white. A sort of whirlpool formed beneath him with surprising strength. It pulled him slowly and inevitably into it despite his best struggling efforts.
"Riku!" Sora's voice rang throughout the area. Riku paused in his labors to glance back at the beach. Sora was standing numbly on the sand, watching his forlorn resistance.
"Sora," Riku mumbled breathlessly. He reached out a hand to his best friend, hoping for some aid with his predicament. His oceanic eyes blazed keenly into the younger boy's blue eyes with an intensity that made Sora pause. "Sora."
At this, the other stumbled forward, reaching out for Riku's hand. However, the darkness realized the slight chance Riku still had for escape. It pulled the water about furiously and intensified its grip on its victim. Effectively accomplished, Sora staggered through the water too slowly, missing Riku's hand, as the whirlpool sucked the white-haired boy into the darkness.
"Darn it!" the Keyblade griped. "So much for my true master… Oh well, I might as well take this idiot here as any."