This is my first time doing second person narration so it might be a little ruff. Just be warned.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts Final Fantasy or any of their characters that might appear or be referenced in this story.

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Hood

A man in a black hood walked through the emptiness of the realm between, his walk slack with age laziness or tire, I couldn't tell. He walked like a man who had nothing else to do but walk, but he didn't like to do it.

His coat wasn't all black. No, it had a sort of white checkered pattern on the him of his shoulders and across his back and chest. It also had to bearings hanging on chains from his hood like drawstrings, a matching chain looping like a u across his chest.

Shadows began to form around him, but he didn't seem surprised. They grew out of the ground into creatures similar to humans but with yellow eyes and antenna sticking out of its black round head.

The man stood still for a few seconds, waiting for them to move first, or for them to kill him, I couldn't tell which one. One of the creatures jumped at him from behind and he turned like a whip and kicked it into black smoke, revealing pale grey pants underneath his cloak.

Quickly the other creatures moved toward him, but he simply dodged or attacked them, not really paying much attention. He didn't seem to move like you or me, he seemed to have similarities to the creatures he was fighting.

When the fighting was done he looked around him at the barren mountain he was standing on, nothing around it but shadows. I wondered what he was thinking, and if he was sad at how empty it was.

He walked towards the cliff and looked down at the pedestal of black stone in the valley below, and he jumped. If you think he was going to kill yourself you didn't know this man very well. He simply glided down to the pedestal and looked down at it as he walked to its centre.

He seemed more alert than before, even more alert than when he was fighting the creatures on the mountain.

"Where are you?" he whispered as he touched the centre of the pedestal with his hand. His voice portrayed his sloppy way of walking, he had a great deal of energy and youth, but, also a great deal of sadness.

He stood up, and resumed his usual slouched pose with his head pointing down and was about to begin to walk when an explosion of Light and Darkness pushed him forward, knocking him out.

When he woke up he wasn't where he had been before. I don't know where exactly but it seemed to be a city. He was surrounded by buildings, and right in front of him was what looked to be a hotel with two stares leading to its entrance.

"What am I doing here?" he asked again grabbing the left side of his chest. Something about this place seemed to hurt him. I couldn't tell what but, it must have been something really bad. "I wonder if the old castle is still here."

"Of course it is." Said a voice from behind him. He turned and saw a teenage boy wearing a skin tight suit with a heartless symbol on his chest and face, a black sword with a red hand guard that went all the way around like a circle. "Remember me."

"Yes, but, what are you doing here?" the hooded man asked confused. "Riku, are Sora and the others okay?"

"I don't know about Sora, but the others are fine." Riku answered, a calmness to his voice that unhinged me, but I don't know about the man in the Hood. "Oh, and I'm not Riku."

The boy who wasn't Riku leaped at the man in the hood and slashed his sword at him at lightning speed, but the man in the hood caught it in his left hand ripping it out of his attackers and kicking him back into the building ten feet behind him.

"At least that explains why you're wielding this." The hooded man said taking the blade in his hand. His eyes flashed yellow and the next instant he was in front of his opponent his blade lunged all the way into the wall next to his head. "Ansem."

The boy dropped to the ground and kicked the hooded man in the chest, sending him into the screen on the top of the building with the two stare cases.

"Ansem was Xehanorts Heartless." The teen said casually pulling his sword out from the wall. "I, am Rikus."

The hooded man yelled and launched himself at the man, slamming him into the pavement below and sending cracks throughout the square.

"Riku would never surrender to the darkness!" The hooded man shouted, somehow pushing Rikus Heartless deeper into the ground.

"He didn't need to." The Heartless answered turning into a shadow and moving behind the man in the hood. "I am the creation of people trying to stop Darkness from coming. And you're because of them as well. Now if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to start fighting."

The man in the hood happily obliged doing what looked like a dance move to kick the Heartless into the wall on the right of him. They both moved quickly and precise as the charged, I could barely see it, and neither of them seemed to have the advantage. The Heartless slashed at the hooded man but he either dodged or caught the blade. When the hooded man punched or kicked the Heartless seemed just turn into smoke or a shadow to avoid the attack. I didn't like to see how ferociously the moved, it was as if they were animals trying to rip each other apart.

"Enough!" the hooded man shouted, a blue energy busting from him. He grabbed his opponents sword pulled it toward him and punched straight through the black glass of his helmet. When he pulled his fist out there was smoke pouring from the hole where the Heartless' head should have been.

He turned around the Heartless turning into smoke behind him. "If I'm back, then it stands to reason that so is She." He said hopefully his ringed right hand clinching into a fist. "I'll find you, then we can have the icing on the cake.

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I hope you like this chapter. So who is this shadowy figure in the hood, a rimnent of Organization XIII, a Heartless who liked the look, review and follow to find out.