(Don't worry, your not glitching. I just haven't made the third heart yet, so cool y'all jets)
(I do not own Disney, Square Enix or Kingdom Hearts)
The Fourth Heart
The Little Heart groggily opened it eyes and yawned as it woke from its slumber. Stretching its arms wide, it looked around at the familiar black void that surrounded him. This time, it was surprisingly not as empty as it usually was.
The Little Heart heard a voice from another heart calling out his name. It twirled around and saw the heart a good distance away from it. This heart had a ethereal body, like itself, but it was mostly covered by a coat it was zipping up, covering its core. It was trying to hide itself and blend in, but its face still glowed brightly through the hood.
Under its coat, the Little Heart could tell it had an aray of colours; a mess of smooth pinks, burning with passion reds, intense oranges and embers of shining yellows, blended together perfectly and constantly moved, never bound by any shape or form. But this heart did not like the kind eyes of the Little Heart to pry onto him, and shied away every time the Little Heart got too close, hiding its wonderful sunset.
Who are you? What are you doing here?
The Little Heart asked curiously, tilting his head at the strangely familiar face. The figure curled its ethereal body, hugging its thighs close to its chest protectively. It grunted before responding.
Unwanted.
The voice was soft, but had bite to it and seemed incredibly hostile.
I'm just an "Unwanted Heart".
Deciding that was all it had to say, the Unwanted Heart stayed silent for the time being. The Little Heart frowned at the Unwanted Heart, unpleased with the answer. No heart should be "unwanted". What had this heart gone through to reach such a profound depth of sadness?
The Little Heart was a tad restless and was growing more anxious by the minute. It wondered why the Unwanted Heart was covering up itself so much. Soon, the Little Heart tiptoed over, sneaking up behind the Unwanted Heart.
It pulled off the hood and the Unwanted Heart turned its head to glare angrily at the Little Heart, it's bitter eyes pierced the Little Heart like sharp knives. Emotions suddenly flooded through the Little Heart in painful waves.
Back off!
An overwhelming amount of sadness and agonizing suffering was engulfing the Little Heart, that the swirl of emotions knocked it down to the ground.
The Unwanted Heart growled, putting its hood back on. The Little Heart, groaned, affected by the exasperating pain coursing through it. Just what had the Unwanted Heart done?
A minute passed, and after what felt like an eternity of despair, the pain subsided and the Little Heart unclenched its chest. It became worried. Had its body experienced the same thing?
The Little Heart concentrated, its energy drained just after a year long nap, but this did not deter it. It got up from the glass floor and closed its eyes. It looked inside its soul and gathered together all the happy memories it had collected through fun times with friends. A rejuvenating warmth filled its core and a energizing solace pervaded through it, overwhelming and destroying all the horrible emotions from before.
It opened its eyes, smiling peacefully. Its light shone brighter than ever as it recovered from the horrible experience. The Little Heart giggled in its own happiness, and hugged itself. Hopefully, its body did not have to feel as much pain as the Little Heart, but the Little Heart knew that even if it did, it tried its best to heal.
After that, the Little Heart kept its distance from the Unwanted Heart, but provided its open arms when it could, and never gave up trying to help it. But the Unwanted Heart always refused its call, and the Little Heart was saddened, because he did not know why. The Little Heart, not discouraged, kept on trying.
Sometimes, its body would visit a certain place and something strange would happen. A small, tadpole shaped wisp would crawl out of the Unwanted Hearts cloak when it cried. The Little Heart would hear his crying and see the little wisp fly through the air, heading straight towards the Little Heart. At first, it did not know what this thing was. The wisp dove straight for its chest, forcing its way through the heart's jelly-like body, burrowing itself inside straight into the Little Heart's core. Once settled, the wisp dispersed and filled the Little Heart with sadness to the point of tears.
It wasn't just sadness. The Unwanted Heart's anger was affecting the Little Heart too. When mad, his body would say things a little harsher, more aggravated and cross than originally intended.
Why are the Unwanted Heart's emotions affecting me like this? Why does this heart have no body to belong to?
All these questions hung around the Little Heart like a plague. But these emotions were nothing compared to the day the Unwanted Heart snapped.
In the outside world, the Little Heart's person had just witnessed the sacrifice of a enemy. Well, the Little Heart wouldn't classify this dying person an enemy, for they had just saved his life after all, but they weren't exactly friends… Yet, why did the Little Heart feel such a strong connection to him?
Suddenly, the Little Heart felt an aura of dizziness wash over it as the Unwanted Heart stood up, silent as the calm before the storm. The Unwanted Heart dashed forward, two keyblades in each hand, rushing towards the Little Heart in a flash of anger. The Little Heart summoned its own keyblade as the two collided in battle, the metal of the weapons clashing.
Wh-Who are you?
The Little Heart cried out, the Unwanted Heart attacking the Little Heart in a blind fit of rage.
It was finally time for the Little Heart to get some answers. Usually, the aura of soothing that surrounded the Little Heart as a natural defence mechanism was enough to calm some enemies down a bit, but this heart refused those feelings completely.
Someone from the dark.
Wow. What an utterly vague and completely unhelpful answer. But that was exactly how the Silver Heart would've replied, so the Little Heart didn't hold it against the other. It just focused on blocking all of its enemies blows.
Tell me. Tell me why he picked you!
The Unwanted Heart yelled furiously at the Little Heart, who was oblivious to why the Unwanted Heart was acting in such a threatening manner. Until now, it had refused to interact with the Little Heart, sure, but wasn't this going too far?
The passion and hatred in the attacker was so overwhelming, that the Little Heart didn't know how long it could keep this up. Any offer of ending the fight peacefully was immediately bashed into the ground and rejected.
The two were battling it out on the Little Heart's Station of Serenity, a stained glass podium raised high in a pit a darkness. It showcased the faces of all the Little Heart's friends and everyone it held dear to him. The Unwanted Heart looked at the display, then spit its next words:
I see. That's why.
The Unwanted Heart had no family or friends left. Nobody to remember it by. It was just a sorrowful being that barely managed to survive day by day. Hanging around the Little Heart all the time had not been a choice, but something it was forced to do.
Why… Why did it have to be you?!
The Heart choked on its words, tears going down its face. You see, the reason why the Little Heart had been sleeping, was because it's heart had broken. The only way for it to wake up, was to fill the void with something, aka the Unwanted Heart. The Little Heart did not know this however, and started to cry too from the harsh attacks being swung in its direction. The Unwanted heart knocked the sword out of the Little Hearts hands, leaving it defenseless on the ground.
I'm sorry!
The Little Heart cried out, the Unwanted Heart about to swing down its final blow. The Unwanted Heart stopped midair, pausing to fully comprehend what it had just said, withdrawing back a little.
You're… sorry?
The Unwanted Heart asked unsure. In its moment of doubt, the Little Heart summoned its weapon to its hand and struck the Unwanted Heart down. It fell down, hurt and its hood came off. The Unwanted Heart, breaking before the others eyes, started pulling on the zipper of its coat that it kept up at all times.
I guess I can accept an answer like that.
Shaking its coat off, the Little Heart was fully exposed to the Unwanted Hearts radiance. This time, instead of negative emotions, the Unwanted Heart illuminated things that it should've from the beginning, it felt like a warm sunset, a sincere, gentle wind blowing through alongside a pleasant breeze. It walked over to stand in front of the Little Heart.
Why don't we be friends?
The Unwanted Heart asked suddenly. This put the Little Heart off for a second. First the heart had attacked it, now it was asking to be friends? Just where was the Unwanted Heart going with this?
Um… well… you were never "unwanted" in my eyes.
The Little Heart said simply, smiling. A normal heart would've tried avoiding this other heart completely after its actions, but the Little Heart was not "normal". It believed every heart could be redeemed, no matter how low it went.
...Do you think you have room in there for one more? Or am I going to continue being "unwanted"?
It pointed to the Little Heart's chest, poking it softly. The Little Heart was confused for a quick moment, but looked down at its chest to see what it was poking. It was pointing to the Other Heart. The Little Heart shifted weight on its feet uncomfortably, for other hearts weren't supposed to see the Other Heart inside it and most of the time, the Little Heart forgot it was even there. It then blushed, smiled and replied.
Okay, sure.
The Wanted Heart - as it was now referred to as - suddenly hugged the Little Heart. The Little Heart hugged it back softly. Slowly, the Wanted Heart's spiritual body turned to white and shattered away, leaving behind its core. The Little Heart held onto the heart carefully, treating it as precious as it would its own. It'd been 7 years since it had done this with the Other Heart, but it opened another small pocket, and softly pressed it inside it's jello-like body. The Wanted Heart was cozy and snug inside the Little Hearts warmth.
The Wanted Heart was finally at peace.
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