Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts.

Rating: T

Warnings: Beware of blood and a few disturbing images

Spoilers: Yeah sort of.

Type: Drabble

Okay, this one is defintily not so fluffy. What can I say? I like angst.


Reverse

His keyblade swung down, slicing through just one more dark entity that wanted nothing more than to eat his heart out. But there were too many this time. Crawling down the walls, leaping from the ground, swarming through the skies…

He could hear Donald quacking out as many spells as he could, blasting them down with fire and lightning. He could hear the heavy slam of metal upon darkness, a slightly odd scratching noise, telling him Goofy was holding strong.

He needed their energy, just for a little while, or he wasn't going to make it. His heart was fluttering in anticipation as he held out the keyblade, calling out for his Wisdom form – hopefully Donald wouldn't mind but he needed the extra speed and a magical boost was always a plus with heartless in this large of numbers.

At first he felt the light explode, knocking the heartless back forcefully – but the rush of exhilarating power never came.

Oh no.

Horror overcame him as he realized what was going to happen. Donald and Goofy disappeared from sight and the darkness took him. The keyblade shattered, hiding so deep inside his heart he feared he would never be able to retrieve it. He went blind, deaf and mute. He could smell nothing but fear, he could taste nothing but the dark, and a feral need to kill overcame him. He didn't need his sight, he could feel where everything was, could picture it in his head like blueprints. He knew what was a wall and what was a person or a fellow heartless.

This is all wrong.

The heartless, were they capable of it, would feel confused and betrayed that one of their own seemed to be attacking them. With speeds born from this unnatural form, his Anti-self leapt into fierce attacks, his hands and feet tearing, destroying. Sometimes he was so quick, there even appeared to be two of him, or maybe eight. The darkness aided him, exploded around him in fierce waves and with just the right movements he was able to conjure up blades that struck down onto his unlucky opponents. They couldn't even touch him.

This isn't how it's supposed to be!

And it was over. The heartless were gone, dead. But, unlike any time before, he did not revert back once the danger was gone. He wanted more, he wanted… he wanted hearts.

No…

He continued to run through the forgotten ruins of Radiant Gardens, through the alcoves, onto the bridge, atop roofs, to the streets below. And he began to kill.

Stop it…

Blood of children, adults, teenagers, of friends and familiar faces, began to join the dirty ground. Their screams only made him wilder, only made him want more of that instinctual fear. Their shiny hearts he greedily ate. And he would continue on, indifferent to his kills, even as he plunged his bloodied hands the chests of his best friends, watching green and light blue eyes dim with death.

No!

And Sora awoke screaming, his whole body thrashing as if he was having a seizure, tears streaming down his cheeks. Strong arms brought him against an equally strong chest, holding him both for comfort and in an attempt to keep him from kicking their more fragile lover. At first he fought it, trying to twist away from the confining hold, movements frantic, and had the other not been so strong, would have gotten free. As it is Sora eventually had no choice but to calm, led on by exhaustion, left only with silent, fearful tremors and low sobs. Soft hands cupped his cheeks, brushing away his tears and soft reassuring words were spoken into his ear, things he didn't really process but the feminine tone itself comforted him. And together, Riku and Kairi led Sora back into slumber, his nightmare of death all but forgotten under their love for him.


A/N: Heh, in my defense I say Anti-form? Yeah he's my favorite drive hands down. He's awesomely crazy when he fights and then when theres no enemies around he's just do cute doing his dorky little handstands! So, this got born. You'd expect it to be Riku having the nightmares - but Sora's been in the darkness to, so no one can say it hasn't affected him too.

I'm probably not going to update tommorrow, I have a party sleepover thing to get to. Heh, I hate to leave my reviewers off with such a disturbing piece. I'll try my best.

The poor 'Go' button told me he was feeling lonely. Someone should cheer him up!