Disclaimer: I do NOT own Final Fantasy, Kingdom Hearts, or either game's characters.
'How many years have passed?' Sora wondered to himself as he felt the hand stroke through his hair again.
Sometimes he wanted to fling the hand off him and several times before he had but lately he hadn't had the energy. He was progressively becoming tired of resisting and the view afforded to him courtesy of the glass wall only reinforced the fact that no matter what he attempted nothing would change.
The view made him nauseas more often than not, the feeling roiling in his gut, causing him to feel light headed. The place formerly known as Radiant Garden was laid out below the second story glass wall, reduced to rubble thanks to the heartless that had been overrunning it for the past year and a half. Only the castle had survived. The Bailey was gone, the district that had housed Merlin's house had survived but was regulated heavily soldiers brain washed by the man that had taken over the various worlds.
It was sickening but even more than that . . .
Sora's thought process was interrupted by the door to the room he was in opened, revealing a soldier dressed in uniform. The hand that had been carding through his hair stopped as the soldier came around to report whatever it was that he had learned during patrol of Radiant Garden. The man knelled before the parody of a throne,down on one knee with his head bowed. He had taken off his helmet so that it laid next to him, one hand still touching it.
"My liege, during my patrol I have learned that Cloud Strife has returned. He is currently holding up at Merlin's house with a man we have not yet identified."
A displeased growl softly echoed in the faintly lite room at the news, and Master's hand resumed petting through Sora's hair as he spoke, "You better learn quickly who that man is."
A deep nod of acknowledgment from the soldier was given before he cleared his throat to talk more, "We have evidence to believe he is from Final Fantasy."
The hand that had still in mid pet of Sora's hair tightened, gripping his hair harshly and he cried out involuntarily, the pain too acute for him to do any different.
Sora grimaced, understanding the reason for the reaction but still not liking it. The Final Fantasy world had been the bane of Master's existence for the past half year. The world had seemingly suddenly materialized, producing people that fought with single minded determinedness to dethrone Master. It had been Sora's greatest source of amusement, the monotony of life under Master broken, even if only for a while. Still for reasons Sora didn't like to contemplate the thought of Master's rein ending sent an unpleasant shiver up his spin.
Maybe the soldiers weren't the only ones brainwashed.
After that the soldier was dismissed with orders to find out who the man was, no matter what had to be done.