Author's Note: Hi guys! Here's the first chapter, sorry it's taken a while to update, school business and such. lol I'll try and update faster. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts or the characters within. I only own my OC.

Awakening

Darkness. That was all that could be seen around him was darkness. He was falling in it. It seemed that the further he fell the darker it became, he couldn't even see his hand in front of his face...it was unnerving. He fell for what felt like ages, yet in this place there was no concept of time, not even he knew how long he had been falling for. How had he even gotten into this predicament in the first place? He didn't know. He didn't remember anything except being above ground one moment, then the next his surroundings started to disappear around him and he began to fall. Did he fall into a pit? Was he dreaming? Would he ever get out of this? Would he ever stop falling? Before he could give it much more thought, his falling began to slow until his feet softly landed on a solid surface. He looked around himself, hoping that there may be some other form of life nearby, but all this lone boy knew was that this place was nothing but cold and dark, much like death itself, was he dead? He tried to call out into the dark realm he stood within, but the words wouldn't come. He could feel his mouth move and form the words 'Hello'and 'Is anyone here?'Still there was only silence, not an utterance or sound came from his lips, he was but mute. Many things were running through his head, what kind of place is this? Is this even real? Is this all just a bad dream? If it was, he certainly wanted to wake up from it. Subconsciously, the boy took a step forward. Instantly he was met with a bright light from below his feet which pushed the darkness away that engulfed him. Instinctively, the boy brought a hand up to his face, shielding his eyes from the offensively blinding light beneath him. Slowly the warmth from the light began to ease the gelid feeling that he was consumed in, and he no longer felt so cold. The boy squinted as he looked down, trying to see through the bright light, after a moment it began to dim slightly to reveal that he was standing on a massive circular pillar made of metal and...glass? He knelt down to touch the surface, he could feel the rough texture beneath his fingertips as he ran his hand over the cold lurid colored glass.

What is this place? he thought to himself.

He could swear he'd never been here before, but now looking over his surroundings again, it felt oddly...familiar.

I know I've never been here before but, This place...it's almost like a memory from a dream.

He stood and looked up, to see a single ray of white light emitting from the black clouds above head shining down to touch the middle of the platform in front of him, the boy could've sworn it must be a gateway to the heavens. He heard a voice in his head telling him to not be afraid and gently coaxing him to step forward. After a moments hesitation, he slowly began walking towards the light.

Is this the end...of me? he wondered.

When he reached the middle, just outside the light, it dimmed causing him to look down. The boy's breath caught in his throat, slightly taken aback at what he saw before him. In the center of the platform was an image of himself, sleeping peacefully. In his hand, he held a mysterious looking weapon that almost resembled a giant...key. He released the breath he had subconsciously held in, creating a cloud of smoke before him, only serving to reaffirm that while it wasn't as dark as before that this place was still very cold. He shivered involuntarily.

This is...me! he thought, his eyes scrutinizing the image underneath his shoes. They came to a stop and fixed on the key.

But what is this? Some strange kind of sword? It looks like a...key. I've never seen anything like it before.

He became lost in his thoughts as he looked at the circular collage frame of people that surrounded his sleeping head like a halo.

These people...I know them, they're my-

Before he could really take in this epiphany, a strange voice like a whisper from behind snapped him out of his reverie.

The world you once knew is no longer.

The boy quickly spun around to see a hooded figure standing at the opposite end, it's face couldn't be seen as it's hood was up. The boy looked uneasily into the darkened opening, trying to see the strangers face.

What? What're you talking about? he thought to himself. He wasn't even sure if the stranger could even hear him.

The figure remained silent, just staring, not bothering to answer the question, this started to annoy the boy.

Are you deaf or something? I asked you a question!

You can never go back.

The boy glared at the figure. Go back where? Apparently it could hear him.

The end is near, disaster is imminent.

Whoever you are, quit with the mind games! You're freaking me out! his fists were now clenched to his sides.

There was a soft guffaw before the figure spoke again.

You are one of the chosen ones. They need your help, to save the innocent.

Now the boy was starting to get mad. He glowered intensely at the figure, tired of being given the runaround.

Look, cut the riddles! I don't have time for any of this, either give it to me straight or leave me alone! he mentally shouted.

The figure didn't respond, and the boy continued to glower, waiting for an answer. Seconds later, the figure vanished, momentarily leaving behind a pair of glowing red eyes before they too disappeared. Before the boy could think about what had just happened, the platform beneath him gave a violent lurch, knocking him to the ground. As he was trying to stand back up again, he felt the pillar beneath him begin to shift. Before he had much time to react, the pillar began to topple over. The boy lost his footing and fell off the platform and began to fall again into the endless dark below. He wanted to scream, to call for help, but it was no use. He could do nothing now except fall helplessly into the endless abyss. The further he fell, the light above began to grow fainter with every passing second. Senses were wearing down, everything was getting dark. As his consciousness flickered out, the last thing that came to mind before being completely enveloped by the darkness was an image of him and the ones he held dear. This is the end. Remember me...