Author's Note: I forgot to do a disclaimer, so I'll do one now:
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any associated games.
Have fun reading! This chapter will be short, but I'll make up for it with a longer one-Chapter 3!
A slamming door brought me awake.
I would have jolted upright if it were not for the sickness in my stomach. My headache was still making my head throb, and the painful vibrations sent pangs down to my gut. An agonized groan escaped my throat, and I heard a sigh come from the direction of the doorway.
"I knew we should have fed you earlier." it was an old man's voice, one that had history. It was slightly frightening.
"Who are you? Where am I? Why can't I remember anything?" I asked, completely annoyed. When I did, though, my stomach threatened to make me heave. I had to try my hardest to hold back.
"I will answer those questions after you eat something." he snapped his fingers, and a floating silver platter came into my view. I sat up.
When I looked at him, I saw a hunched over, bald-headed man, with a white goatee and scary-looking yellow eyes. Just like the boy's.
The platter floated directly in front of me, and the man walked over to me (hunched over, clasping his hands behind his back) to take off the cover. There was a single plate with a bread roll, a bunch of grapes, and an apple. I grabbed the apple and bit through it hungrily.
When I was completely finished stuffing my face, the man was still standing there waiting for me. The platter floated out of the room, and I started to ask more questions.
"Where am I?"
"You are in The Land of Exodus." he said calmly.
"Why?" I asked with a sudden vigor. This man and that boy had to have a reason for keeping me locked up here.
"That is a complicated matter that will be explained in time." he tried saying calmly.
"Who are you?"
"I am Master Xehanort."
"Master? Master of what?" I asked skeptically.
"That, again, will be explained in time." I sighed, trying to hold onto my temper.
"Fine. Why can't I remember anything?"
"That…is a very complicated matter. One that I had hoped you would not…catch on to." he said, clearly being cautious.
"Why can't you tell me anything?" I exclaimed. He sighed.
"You are not yet ready to know what you cannot understand. First, you will be tutored." he gave me a sly smile.
My heartbeat started to race. There was something about that grin that made chills roll down my spine. Slowly, I put both of my feet over the side of the bed and stood. Bright dots danced in my field of vision, but cleared up after a moment. I realized that I was slightly taller than Master Xehanort, and satisfaction crossed my brain for a split second. Then I realized that he was a master. He was extremely skilled in something.
Satisfaction turned to alarm. This man could potentially harm, even kill me. I decided that I would have to be on my guard from now on. No more staring out the window or staring at the stars. From now on, I would be hard. Unbreakable.
I would have to be. To break myself out of this prison, and find my memories. But first, I had one more question.
"Master Xehanort?"
"Yes?" he replied. I guessed that he would have anticipated my question.
"Who am I?"
Eager to know? Judging by the fact that you have probably already read the summary, maybe you do. Or maybe you don't. Chapter 3 and 4 will explain!