Chapter 2
3rd POV
Sora followed Gibbs into the NCIS van and met his agents Tony, McGee, Ziva and Ducky.
(Sora's view of the agents:
Tony- What a weirdo
McGee- Chuckles it sounds like McGeek!
Ziva- Scary lady! Cool~
Ducky- Sigh He talks to much but he is nice)
When they arrived at the Navy ship, which Gibbs said was the crime scene, they all tumbled out of the car with Gibbs barking orders and Ducky muttering constantly in Sora's ear about the past. Yes, people would find that annoying, Sora did but the others didn't seem to mind. They started clicking photos and pulling out numbers and encircling the scene with police tape.
'So,' Said Tony pulling Sora out of his thoughts, 'you know about these shadows, you know, the ones you call the heartless?'
'Ah, yeah. That's what I do really. I travel around looking for these things and get rid of them so they don't do too much damage.' Sora said yawning and scratching the back of his head.
'It's the same on this one, Jethro. The wounds look to have been slashed,' Ducky made a cutting movement with his hand across the body, 'across the man's body with something sharp, a sword maybe?' Ducky looked up at Gibbs. 'But by the look of his blood that's in and surrounding the wound he was dead before they were made.'
Just then the area on the ground around the body turned black and a 'Shadow' appeared. It hissed and scuttled around the body, it was running away. There was a shing and Sora started running after it. 'Hey!' Tony shouted, standing up abruptly.
(The SHADOW is the name of the heartless, if you don't know look it up.)
Gibbs gave the order and the NCIS team started running after him, their guns at the ready in both hands.
Sora shot around a corner and came across the dead end of an ally way. He went into his fighting stance as the Shadow stood in its 3D form.
The agents rounded the corner in time to see Sora's finishing move. They stood in awe when they saw the giant silver key weapon in his hands. Sora turned and smiled at them, dismissing the keyblade, he chuckled and saluted.
Then he doubled over coughing. Ducky ran up to him, putting his hand on his back. The others walked up to them, their eyes filled with concern, but Sora waved them off. 'I'm fine it's just a cough-' he gasped.
'Are you sure?' Ziva said, bending over to look in his eyes.
'Fine.' Sora said standing up. 'Come on let's hurry so we can go.' He walked back to the crime scene.
When the body was packed up in the van and the agents were piling in. Sora had to stop, the pain in his chest felt worse. His face was in a grimace as he covered his mouth and coughed just four times. Next when he looked at his hand, it was stained with blood.
Over the next few days, it was the same routine, find the body, defeat the heartless and start coughing and each day Sora steadily got worse.
'Hey, Tony?' Sora said as he walked up to the agent's desk.
'Yeah?' Tony replied looking up from his computer where he was supposedly "doing work".
'I was just wondering that if I told you something weird, if you would trust me?' Sora placed his hands on the desk and leaned. He put on his serious face.
'Yeah of course I would or at least I'll try.' Tony leaned forward and put his hands together in and evil sort of way.
Sora looked down and stepped back, rubbing his neck. 'My friends are coming soon. I might not be able to see them at the time, but could you tell them where I was, at the time I mean?' He rubbed his eye, Sora had taken off his gloves and put them in his pocket because blood stained gloves were bound to be noticed.
'Sure.' Tony replied, he cocked his head to the side. 'You just tell me what they look like.'
'Oh yeah.' Sora chuckled. 'This is the part that's going to sound weird. Um, what you need to look for is a tall dog in a hat, that goes by the name Goofy and a duck in a sailor suit that is called Donald.'
There was a silence…
Then Tony was laughing hysterically. 'WHO PUT YOU UP TO THIS!' he giggled.
Sora scowled, 'I'm telling the truth! Argh, I knew you wouldn't believe me.' Sora stalked out of the office. He accidentally brushed past McGee on his way past; he mumbled an apology before he kept moving and started coughing again.