Sora lay motionlessly on the pouch steps of House Beneveinto. He didn't know what to do, was he still worthy of using the keyblade? He had killed a woman who by all accounts was a villain, but to be honest. He didn't want to kill her, she just seemed scared and lonely.

The villagers and the Duke, as well as the note from her dead gardener, painted the story of a woman so feared, yet mentally broken that death was the only escape from her pain.

Sora held out his wayfinder, he wondered what Mom would have told him. Would she have stopped him from killing the mysterious dollmaker?

Sora put his Wayfinder back into his jacket, as he fished out a small letter. The one Donna handed him as she whispered something to him, as his heart felt warm.

"Hello, Sora! I know this seems foolish of me, to write you a letter because I will most likely be dead. To be honest, the idea of dying wasn't my first thought, I originally planned on us talking like normal people, well normal by our standards.

"But I couldn't do it, I couldn't let you feel this pain you hold deep down inside, so forgive me if I was a monster to you. I had to make sure you would be ok.

"While I was looking through your memories, I could see it, the warmth, the happiness you hold for your mother. Even though I will never see you again, nor tell Aqua what a strong person you've become. I want you to know, I will always thank you for our time together.

"I will be free from my suffering and Miranda will be one step closer to her end, so my dear little bambino, brush those tears from your blue eyes. Even though I will be gone, your thoughts of me won't be pleasant. To me you are a hero, you are a kind person, so don't feel sad over my death nor the hurt you carry from your thoughts. It will only make the suffering feel worse.

"Sora, I know this is a horrible request on my part, but could you take Angie with you, show her the world, and show her the happiness you will find in the future so that I can feel part of that too?

Sincerely, Donna Beneveinto.

Sora just kept looking at the letter, rereading it, the tears kept coming, as he quickly ran back into the warm silent manor behind him. He wanted things to be different, he wanted to know why, why she chose to die, he could have taken her with him. Given her a better life, and shown her happiness.

"Why! Why can't I save people who need it the most?" Sora choked out, hugging Angie for dear life, as his heart pounded in his chest. Sora's breath grew heavy, as his vision grew black. A silent whisper echoed deep inside his head.

"Sleep, my little doll, I will keep you safe," an unknown voice said, as Sora passed out, next to the moldy reminds of the dead dollmaker.*

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Sora looked onward at the cold, dead village, he hadn't smiled nor felt anything since his trip to the doll makers, no Donna's house. His heart felt more complete, but he still felt cold and broken. Why did Donna accept his heart as a home was beyond him?

He could feel her emotions, her fears, all the sadness in her life was adding to his own and it felt so overwhelming. His thoughts were like a blizzard, and it was raging with how his mind, his heart, and his body were processing all this.

It wasn't like taking in Ven's heart, as it was so small to where it barely made a difference in his life, Kairi couldn't even fill the hole in his heart, and she was a girl of pure light. So why, why was it Donna's heart, a broken heart full of sadness and pain to make his heart feel normal?

"Maybe it's because you are the key to helping people who are suffering, my little light" A voice replied, as Sora looked around the empty village square, seeing a woman at the town statue

Sora looked at the woman, her voice sounded calming, and her eyes radiated a feeling of pure light when she looked at his cold, sad eyes. Who was she, and how did she know of his pain?

"Who are you, and how do you know what I'm going through?" Sora requested, as he pulled out a handgun pointing it at the older woman.

"I see you've abandoned the keyblade, tell me, does that choice give you any comfort in that freedom, or is it a burden to your mind? I know you can use it, so why is it that you fear the only thing that can save your mother, save your heart?

"No, wait there's more that isn't there, you don't want to take another life, the doll maker's blood is on your hands, and yet you feel sadness and regret for the choice you've made. Despite opening your heart to hers, you still ache deeply by the events that transpired. Am I getting closer to the truth Sora?" The woman declared as she pulled out a stick of gum from nowhere, popping the blue stick into her mouth, grinning at the sweet taste in her mouth.

Sora was unsure how to respond to any of this, the mysterious woman was talking like she knew him, knew what he was thinking, why did it feel so on the nose, and logical.

"Who are you?" Sora whispered as the blond blew a bubble, then quickly popped it, pulling the sweet treat back, as she kept chewing. Only to go silent for a moment, looking at him warmly, standing up off the cold stone, towering over him.

"My Name is Kingdom Hearts, but you can call me Kay!" Kay declared, as she walked gently over to the blue-haired teen, her footsteps softly crunching against the snowy ground.

Notes: so this is a rough draft/hook for what is or might be the remake or version of blueberry bonds. I might delete the old one if this takes off.

The ship is between Penny, Xion, velvet, or maybe someone else if it feels good. This is a sora where Aqua is his mom.