"I'm some Christopher Columbus
Sailing out into my mind
With no map of where I'm going
Or of what I've left behind..."
"Ouch!"
"Who's hand is that?"
"Oh, sorry Abigail."
"Uhm...guys?"
"Damn right you're sorry!"
"Hey, wait...."
"Well, I can't see where I'm going!"
"...hello?"
"Excuses, excuses!"
"Oh, what was that word...."
"Don't patronize me!"
"Uhm...F...Fi..."
"Who's patronizing?"
"Fira!"
A storm of fire raged through the darkness, ingiting the faces of Kira, Diez, and Abigail. Shocked out of their argument by Kira's accidental using of an upper level magic, Abigail and Diez quickly extinguished the fire. Their was darkness for a second, and then Abigail's staff lit the place with and emerald glow.
"Sorry." Kira said. Abigail smiled.
"It's alright, Kira. You can't use upper level magic yet. Stick with the regular fire spell." Kira smiled, and nodded. Diez sighed.
"So, where are we?" He asked. Together, the three looked around. They sat in a small, dark space, that seemed to stretch onwards on either side. Abigail raised her staff, trying to get a better look, but it clanged against something metal. A small amount of light leaked in, and the three could hear the sounds of city life.
As the tallest, Diez stood, and pushed the circular covering away, before peering out. He hoisted himself up through the hole, and dissapeared. Abigail went next, and Kira could hear her excited squeal as she stood, reaching up to join her friends.
Kira climbed out of the manhole, and stared around at the buzzing city, lit with flourescent adds and lights. She was struck by a sudden stirring in the back of her mind.
This place looks really familiar.
"Hey, watch out!"
Kira felt someone grab her arm, pulling her out of the way as a yellow and black car went screaming past. Shocked, she turned, and found that it was Diez. "You need to be more careful." He said, glaring at her for her stupidity. Kira huffed, pulling her arm away from him.
"Thanks." She said gruffly, just as Abigail skipped over.
"Can you believe this place! Look at all the people, and the shops!" She squealed. Diez rolled his eyes, and began to walk through the crowd of people.
"Come on, let's see what we can find out about this place." Abigail and Kira nodded, and followed him. They stuck close together, less they loose each other in the huge city.
As they walked, they discovered that they had ended up in a place called New York. And, even though it was late at night, all sorts of people crowded the streets. The three passed an angry vendor, with an upturned table and merchendise spilled all over the street.
As they walked, they came across several dark alleyways. Out of one, a scraggly looking man came tearing past them, a shining tiara in his hand.
"You're not a very nice old man!" Turning, the three saw a young woman, wearing a big poofy white dress. Her red hair was pile atop her head in curls. She sighed, huffing, and began to walk away, back down the alley. Kira, Diez and Abigail looked at each other, before shrugging and starting to walk away. The woman's scream had them running back.
"Get off get off!" She shouted, attempting to stomp off a Heartless that had latched on to her dress. Several more were appearing in the shadows. Diez jumped forward, HighNoon in hand, and began to attack the Heartless appearing from the shadows. These, Kira noted were different from the ones in Wonderland. They were slightly bigger, with silver helmets on their heads. Abigail nudged Kira.
"I don't want to burn her dress, so I'll let you take that one." She giggled and bounced off to join Diez. Kira summoned StarLight, and ran forward. She whacked the Heartless away, and stood in front of the woman in case any came from the other side.
"Oh my....thank you!" She said, once all the Heartless were gone. "I'm not sure what I would have done if you hadn't shown up!" She curtsied. "My name is Giselle. And who do I have to thank for my rescue?" Abigail beamed at her.
"I'm Abigail, this is Kira, and, that," she motioned at Diez, who frowned at her, "is Diez." Abigail leaned in closer to Giselle. "He's not very talkative." Giselle nodded, understanding. Kira giggled behind her hand as Diez's frown deepened.
"Hey, are you alright?" Someone called. The group turned and saw a man, slightly older than Giselle, wearing a buisiness suit running towards them. Behind him was a car, similar to that of the one that had nearly flattened Kira. A tiny head poked curiously out the window in the backseat.
"Yes, we're fine." Giselle answered. There was a clap of thunder and lightning. Giselle jumped, frightened. The man looked up.
"Look, is there someone I can call for you? A friend, or family member?" Giselle looked at him, quickly recovering.
"Oh, I don't think they'd hear you from here." He blinked, dumbfounded at her answer. The man turned to look at Diez, Kira, and Abigail.
"What about you three?" Kira wasn't sure what to say, and neither was Abigail, but Diez knew exactly what to do. It was going to rain soon, and they needed some place to stay for the night.
"I'm afraid not, sir. We're traveling, and just arrived here." Not exactly a lie, but vague enough to be the truth. The man raised an eyebrow, and Kira and Abigail looked rather surprised by how easily Diez had said it.
"Look, I don't usually do this, but..." He sighed, "I guess you can stay at my apartment tonight. We have a spare bedroom, and a couch..." He trailed off. Diez smiled, once again catching Kira and Abigail by surprise. Their mouths fell open.
"Thank you very much, sir."
/-/-/-/
On the way to Robert's (the man had introduced himself and his daughter, Morgan, once they were inside the taxi and on the way to the apartment), Giselle had explained her predicament. She was intended to marry Prince Edward, but on her wedding day, was told by an old woman to make a wish in the wishing well.
"I must have looked very far down, though, because I fell in, and ended up here, with you!" She recounted to them, smiling brightly. Entering the apartment with her dress had been tricky. It was so large that Diez and Kira had to push from one side of the door, while Abigail and Robert pulled. It had ended up ripping off the top layer, at which Abigail broke a little and cried at the loss of beauty.
Diez, keeping with his 'I'm a good boy' attitude, had insisted that her sleep on the couch, while Giselle to Morgan's room and Kira and Abigail shared the bed in the guest room. Morgan was sleeping with her Father, which Kira sensed probably would have happened anyway. Robert seemed suspicious of them, Giselle the most, who insisted that Prince Edward was going to come rescue her soon.
Holding a cup of something called hot chocolate, (which Morgan had made for them and Kira found she liked very much), Kira stared out the apartment window. The rain was pouring down, and every so often, lightning would flash. She didn't notice when Abigail walked in, a cup of hot chocolate in hand.
"So," she said, plopping down next to Kira, "what do you think about this world so far?" Kira shrugged, taking a sip of her own cup.
"Well, I guess it's okay." She paused. "I just feel like...like I've been somewhere similar before." They sat in silence for a few moments.
"Do you think your world was similar to this one?" Abigail asked quietly. Kira thought for a moment. Truth be told, she'd had small flashes while walking through the streets of a town. Not as big, but lit with neon signs and street lights. There weren't nearly as many people residing in it, but it was hardly a ghost town.
"Yeah. I think so." She said, uncertain. They sat in silence again. Finally, when both cups were empty, Abigail took Kira's and set it with her's on the small table next to the bed. The two climbed under the comforter.
"You know, Kira." Abigail said, her voice muffled slightly by the pillow. "You aren't the only one missing memories, if that makes you feel better." Kira turned, to find Abigail staring at her. "Three years ago, Diez lost his memory. That's when Yen Sid took him in."
"And what's left of me remembered
Well, it's anybodys' guess
'Cause my past is like the weather
It will come and it will go..."
AN: I'd just like to thank the person that reviewed. It was really nice and gave me some more confidence because I wasn't really sure how well this story was going. Thanks, Grbs!