Disclaimer: Half a Heart belongs to me, as do Destiny and Sachiel. Kingdom Hearts doesn't.
Half a Heart – Destiny's Story
Destiny's point of view
Part Four – To Agrabah
A/N: Alright, guys. Apparently the formatting got screwed up from going onto so there aren't any little lines where there are supposed to be. I'm going to be messing with formatting and such. Please read and review!
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My eyes slowly traveled around my room. It had been plain before, but was on it's way to looking much better, like an actual teenage girl's room.
The walls had been painted pink, which certainly looked strange, as the walls were made of rough stone. The walls, however, weren't bare, and had a few pictures that I had drawn taped up.
I managed to find a couple pieces of furniture, which I had painted white with pink decorations: a bed, a dresser and even a little bedside table. Aside from that, the room was pretty plain. I needed to keep my eyes out for things around the castle or when we went out on missions to help decorate.
Sachiel stood in the doorway, arms crossed, looking at me. He raised an eyebrow. "Uh, your room is very...pink."
I grinned softly. "Thank you! Isn't it pretty?"
The heartless boy said nothing for a moment, shaking his head. He turned and started to walk away. "Lady Maleficent wants us."
"What for?" I pouted, twisting my hands together. I was actually having fun decorating my own room for once.
"I don't know. She just sent me up to get you." He shook his head again, shoving his hands into his pocket as I watched him disappear out of sight.
I pulled my hair from the pony tail it was in and hurried after him. "Wait up, Sachiel!" I called, hurrying after him. He stayed silent, keeping his golden eyes locked ahead.
By the time we got down all of the winding staircases, twists and turns in the halls and through a lift-stop or two, Lady Maleficent had become quite anxious.
We walked through the huge doors into the Entrance Hall. Sachiel walked immediately to her, while I hesitated. She was scary – not as frightening as Lord Ansem-- but scary, nonetheless.
Sachiel gave a slight bow, but nothing like he did when Ansem came around. I bit my lip, watching, and I gave a curtsy.
"I'd like you to meet someone." Maleficent said, tapping one of her long fingers on her chin. "His friend has deserted him, so he came to me..."
I blinked, trying to see behind her. She was so much taller than me! I leaned to the side and nearly fell over when I saw who stepped out from behind her.
A silver haired teenage boy. He looked a little lost, a little confused, but I figured everyone who was new to Hollow Bastion. His name was Riku and I had known him from Destiny Islands.
I didn't talk to him much on the islands, maybe a 'Hello' or something every now and then, a conversation a couple times, but... it was comforting. It was nice to know that Riku had made it off the island, and it was comforting to have him here, at Hollow Bastion.
"Riku!"
He looked to me, his eyes traveling over my body before he smiled softly. "Destiny."
"How'd you get here!?" I smiled softly, my hands behind my back as I walked over to him, my boots clicking softly on the hard floor.
"Maleficent brought me here. Sora... he seems to be too busy with his new friends." Riku muttered. His voice was bitter. He obviously wasn't very happy.
I giggled, taking one of his hands. "It's really good to see you're okay, Riku!"
"Yeah, you too." He looked around again. "This is...Hollow Bastion?"
"Yeah, and I've been here longer, so you're going to listen to me, understand?" Sachiel murmured, stepping forward and crossing his arms, looking through his blonde bangs at Riku.
Riku looked Sachiel over and snorted. "Yeah, whatever.."
Sachiel growled, stepping closer and leaning in close to Riku. "What was that?"
The silver haired boy glared at Sachiel. "Get away from me." He planted his palms in Sachiel's chest and pushed him away.
Caught off guard, Sachiel stumbled back but quickly regained his balance. He growled.
I watched, twisting my hands together. "Hey, stop fighting!" I whined, looking around for help. Maleficent had left already. Which meant I had to break up the boys by myself. And I wasn't willing to do that. "Stop, you guys!" I whimpered.
In a matter of moments, Sachiel had Riku tackled and pinned to the ground.
"Get off of me!" Riku kicked Sachiel in the chest with both feet, propelling him backwards again. Sachiel gave a growl again as he rose to his feet, quivering. But I couldn't tell if it was because he was angry or hurt.
"Stop!" I cried again. But I knew it wouldn't work. The two stubborn boys wouldn't listen to me.
Sachiel rose from the ground after taking another blow to his side. Riku smirked and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand.
"Had enough yet?" The younger boy asked, crossing his arms. He was cockier than I remembered. "I'm only going to listen to Ansem and Maleficent."
Sachiel growled, sliding a shaking leg out, ready to attack Riku again. I knew he wasn't about to give up and I knew I couldn't do anything to try to convince him to.
Sachiel bolted towards the boy, sending both of them tumbling into the fountain behind them. After a few minutes of wrestling, the blonde heartless boy emerged. Dripping wet. He walked -- well, limped -- past me and turned to go up the stairs to the Library.
I grabbed his wrist. "Sachiel, did he hurt you?"
He glared and ripped his hand from my grip, saying nothing as he moved up the stairs. I hesitated, glancing at Riku as he walked out of the fountain as well. I smiled weakly before hurrying after Sachiel.
He nearly threw himself down in the chair beneath the steps, propping both legs up on the desk as he pulled his shirt up to examine his side. He was already starting to bruise. It was light, but I could see an oval-shaped bruise where Riku's foot had connected with his side.
"Oh, Sachiel...he did hurt you..." I murmured, wringing my hands together as I slowly moved towards the boy. I didn't want him to get angry with me.
He touched it gingerly before looking up at me, eyebrow cocked. "What? You care?"
"I do!" I bit my lip. "You've got a bruise, you could've broken a rib or something..."
He rolled his eyes, pulling his shirt down. "It's not that bad. Believe me, I'd know if I had a broken rib..."
I sighed, bowing my head slightly. "Sorry, Sachiel..."
He said nothing as he rose to his feet and walked -- still limping slightly-- up the semi-spiral stair case to the second level of the Library, shaking his head.
I gave a heavy sigh as I settled myself down in the chair Sachiel had just occupied. I leaned my chin in my palm, trying to figure out why he was so stubborn and independent. Moments later, I had fallen asleep, my head resting on my folded arms.
The next thing I knew, Sachiel was shaking me awake. "Get up. We have to get going." He growled. He seemed annoyed at something, and I prayed it wasn't me as I sat up, rubbing my eyes. Sachiel continued, "Ansem wants us to go on another mission. It's to the desert; a city named Agrabah."
I blinked slowly. "Okay...? Why are you upset, then...?"
"He wants Riku to come with us."
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When we exited the portal, I was relieved to see that we really were in a desert. The sun shone brightly above our heads. The sand beneath our feet was baked and hard, and I couldn't see anything.
Sachiel started to walk and I followed. "The town should be up here. It shouldn't take too long." He muttered, shaking his blonde hair into his eyes.
What seemed like forever later, we finally got to Agrabah. It was a busy town, bustling with people, clothed head to foot. I looked around. I hadn't even asked what we were here for.
The heartless boy reached back and grabbed my wrist, dragging me into an Alley. "We're looking for a man named Jafar. He'll tell us who we're looking for."
"Who!? You mean we're going to have to kidnap someone?" I whined, pulling my arm away from him. "Sachiel, I don't want to! It's not fair and it's not nice!"
"Guess what? I don't care." He growled. "We're doing as we're instructed to do."
"But, Sachieeeel!" I whined and he glared at me, so I shut my mouth. I didn't really want him getting angry at me.
Finally, the man we were supposed to be looking for walked into the alley. He wore long, blood red robes; had a little mustache and curly goatee; he held a golden staff, which was topped with a nicely carved snake head; and his eyes matched his clothing. He towered over both me and Sachiel-- even though Sachiel was nearly six feet tall...
"Ah...you two must be the servants which Ansem has sent for me..." His voice was deep, almost hollow. It gave me the creeps.
"Ah! We're not servants. We just work under Ansem!"
Sachiel glared at me. "Destiny, don't argue. Just listen."
I gave a heavy sigh and crossed my arms, turning slightly away from the other two.
"What are your names...?" Jafar looked between the two of us, crossing his arms. It seemed like he thought he was better than us. Just like Ansem. What was with all of these guys...?
"I'm Destiny." I murmured softly.
"Sachiel." He bowed his head slightly as he said his name before locking eyes with Jafar. "I am Ansem's right hand-man."
"Very well then." He looked away, seeming very unimpressed.
"What do you want us to do?"
Jafar looked back at us. "The Princess. She has escaped from my grasp and I need her returned to me, alive."
"Of course." Sachiel gave a slight bow to the creepy man. "What does she look like?"
"Black hair, held back in a long braid. She's dressed all in blue and her name is Jasmine."
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End Part Four
Author's notes: Sorry so short, guys. Ooh, is Sachiel jealous of Riku? Please read and review! Thankies!