I swear, if I lose this fic again, there is NO FRICKING WAY that I am re-posting it again.
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--Blinded--
--by Darkened Heart--
--Introduction--
A distant flag, off the shores of Destiny Island. A raft, carrying a battered girl. An evil, which contaminates the hearts of all.
There's a new girl who has come to Sora's world. Her hair is in a long braid and is white, and her deep blue eyes reflect innocence.
She seems too nice, though, for Riku, who knows all too well the clutch of darkness. Are his concerns unfounded?
This was a joint effort between me and a friend, who are both completely obsessed with Kingdom Hearts and are impatiently waiting for the second one to come out.
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Sora was content as he settled down to sleep. Kairi and Riku, he was sure, were both in bed just as he was. There was nothing to worry about. Not his friends, not Heartless, not Ansem, not the Organisation.
It seemed too good to be true, though, that he had managed to brave every obstacle. Was his heart really that strong?
Sora smiled at this. Of course his heart was that strong. That's why he was entrusted with the Keyblade. He wouldn't deserve the Keyblade if his heart hadn't been strong enough. He wouldn't be here if his heart wasn't strong enough.
But something was still nagging at the back of his mind. What could it be?
After trying desperately to sleep, and rolling over at least ten times, Sora finally sat up and gazed out his window. Their island was still intact. There wasn't a darkness enveloping it. There weren't Heartless running rampant.
Stars shot across the sky. Had another world's walls been torn down?
Suddenly overcome by sleepiness, Sora laid down and fell to sleep.
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"Look, Sora!" Kairi stood on the very edge of the beach, pointing.
"What's out there, Kairi?" Sora stood beside her and squinted out to sea. A flag on a pole was bobbing up and down.
"What do you think it is?" Kairi wondered.
"It looks alot like our raft that we built a couple years ago." Sora said, and smiled at Kairi. "Remember?"
Kairi giggled.
"Of course I remember, Sora."
"Who's on it?" Riku walked up to the two, also squinting at the raft.
"We can't see that far, Riku." said Sora with a smile.
"Oh right. I forgot that you're half blind." Riku laughed. Sora replied with a laugh and a playful punch to his friend's shoulder. Riku responded with a lighthearted attempt to trip Sora, and the two started to wrestle in the sand, laughing and trying to get the best of each other. Kairi watched the fight, laughing at Riku as he tried to escape Sora's knuckles rubbing against his head.
No one noticed as the raft was washed upon the shore, the retreating high tide leaving it a long way up the beach. A girl was on it, and her clothes were battered and dirty. Her braided hair was messy and greyed.
The girl sat up.
"Where. . .Am I?"
Kairi froze and turned around.
"Sora. . .Riku. . ." she said softly.
"Kairi?" Sora struggled out of Riku's pin and stood up ("Punk," Riku muttered), brushing the sand off his clothes. Riku followed suit. Sora walked to Kairi's side, catching sight of the strange girl.
"Who is she?" Sora asked. Riku was still standing in his original spot, with a frown on his face.
"I don't like her smell. . ." he said quietly. Neither Kairi nor Sora heard him, however, as both were running across the beach to see who this girl was.
"Are you alright?" Sora squatted down, looking at the girl. She looked back at him, her expression confused and anxious.
"Where am I?" she asked again, her voice desperate. "Where's my family? Where's my. . .my. . ." she trailed off.
"Where's your what?" Kairi asked.
"It's special to me. It's mine. I need it." the girl was ranting, repeating the same things over and over again. "Where is it?! I NEED IT!" she was in hysterics.
"Wait, wait!" Sora said, trying to calm the now sobbing girl down. "Just tell us what you're looking for, and we'll help you!"
"Where am I?" the girl replied.
Sora sighed. This conversation was going in circles.
"Destiny Islands." Kairi said.
"Destiny Islands." the girl repeated.
"What's your name?" Kairi asked.
"I don't know."
"Have you forgotten?" Kairi continued.
"I don't know."
"Maybe it's just buried beneath all the other memories in your heart." a blonde-haired girl in a simple white dress sat down beside Sora.
"Maybe."
"Memories never die - they're just waiting for you to remember them." the blonde continued.
"But then, that's your strength, isn't it, Namine?" the girl said suddenly. "You know so much about memories."
Namine, Kairi, and Sora were all shocked.
Riku had been watching the conversation from the same spot, and chose now to walk over to the group and see what this girl really was. When he reached them, the girl looked up, into his eyes, and he felt a sudden pleasant sensation, like everything was going to be alright, and he didn't have to worry anymore. . .
He shook his head. What was he going to do again?
"Welcome to the island, I guess." Sora said. Maybe her world was torn to pieces by Heartless, and she was thrown into their world. That would explain the meteor shower.
"Maybe it's in the sand." the girl stood up, and glanced at Riku again. He could still smell it. The darkness that wasn't quite hidden by her appearance. And something about that appearance, too, struck him as familiar. Her shirt was white and had a zipper down the front, and a necklace framed the collar. Her pants reached the ground, and had numerous pockets and zippers and straps. The pants were completely new, but the shirt gave Riku the strangest case of deja vu. Where had he seen it before?
The girl was on her knees, sifting through the sand.
"If you told us what it looks like, we could help you, right guys?" Sora asked Kairi, Namine, and Riku.
"Of course." Kairi said.
"How could she have lost something that fast?" Riku said. "It's probably all the way out there, at the bottom of the ocean."
"NO!" said the girl suddenly, and glared at Riku. "NO! It ISN'T! It's HERE, I KNOW it is!"
"What does it look like?" Namine asked. The girl looked like she didn't want to say what it was, but after a few moments, she came to a conclusion.
"It's a doll. It looks just like me." she said finally. "And it's about this high." she indicated with her hands the size of a foot.
Riku smirked.
"Why would someone your age have a DOLL?" he asked.
"Hey!" said Sora. "Don't tease her!"
"Why?" Riku retorted. "Because you've got lots of dolls in your room?"
"Shut up!" Sora cried, a blush creeping across his face. "They're not dolls. . .they're. . .ornaments!"
Riku laughed loudly at this. Sora tried to return the colour of his face to normal, being careful not to make eye contact with anyone.
Kairi and Namine were laughing, and the girl managed a chuckle before she continued to dig in the sand. Sora was quick to join her, and soon, even the reluctant Riku was sifting sand, looking for the doll.
Hours passed, and the tide began to come back in. There was no sign of the doll. The girl was in tears.
"It can't be gone, I just had it!" she sobbed.
"I still think that it's out there." Riku pointed. Everyone was tired from the searching, and tiredness just made the girl cry much more easily. It seemed like she wouldn't be able to stop, and she was soaking her clothes with her tears.
"Wait a minute!" Namine said, and held something up. "I think I found it!"
The girl stopped crying immediately.
"Are you sure?" she asked hopefully. "Are you absolutely positive?" she moved closer to Namine, who was busy dusting the sand off of what she was holding.
"Well, it does look like you. . ." Namine said. In her hand was a doll about a foot high, and save for some sand in the hair and small grooves, it looked exactly like the girl.
"Thank you." the girl whispered, and took the doll from Namine, hugging it to her chest. "My doll, my keepsake, you're all I have left. . ."
"Hey, look!" Kairi said. She had come upon the pair during their conversation, while Riku and Sora had been distracted by Kairi challenging them to see who ran around the island twice first. "There's strings hanging from her."
"Yeah." said the girl. "But. . .the wooden cross that lets you make her move is gone. There's nothing but the strings."
"I can fix it." Riku said as he sat down, winded. Sora came to a skidding halt right before him.
"You got a head start." Sora said defiantly. Riku just rolled his eyes.
"I don't want you to fix it." the girl said softly. "I can fix it. I've fixed it before. I can even make more of these!" she said brightly.
"So then why didn't you just make another one when you lost that one?" Sora asked.
"Because this one can't be replaced. My mother made it and gave it to me. But now she's gone. My whole family is gone." she was silent. Fresh tears streamed down her face.
"Oh. . .I'm. . .Sorry." Sora said. There was an awkward silence before Namine spoke.
"What's that hanging from her shirt?" she pointed to what looked like a slip of paper. The girl turned the doll over and pulled the paper out of it's place in the collar.
"I never noticed this before." the girl said, suspicion coating her words. She gave an evil glance to Namine before she looked at the paper again. "It's blank." she tore it to pieces and put it in her pocket.
"The sun's going down, everybody." Kairi said. "We should all get home. But. . .where will you stay?" she asked the girl.
The girl looked directly at Riku again.
"She can stay with me." Riku said. Ah, that feeling again. . .It felt like someone was purposefully messing with his head. He didn't want her to be in the same house as him. But he was speaking before his thoughts could surface. What was going on?
"Then it's settled." Kairi said. "So we can all go home and get some rest."
"And maybe," Sora said hopefully, looking at the girl, "You could tell us what happened to your family."
Kairi glared at him, but the girl nodded.
"Yeah. I guess I could - but only if everyone else tells me first." she smiled.
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--Blinded--
--by Darkened Heart--
--Introduction--
A distant flag, off the shores of Destiny Island. A raft, carrying a battered girl. An evil, which contaminates the hearts of all.
There's a new girl who has come to Sora's world. Her hair is in a long braid and is white, and her deep blue eyes reflect innocence.
She seems too nice, though, for Riku, who knows all too well the clutch of darkness. Are his concerns unfounded?
This was a joint effort between me and a friend, who are both completely obsessed with Kingdom Hearts and are impatiently waiting for the second one to come out.
---
Sora was content as he settled down to sleep. Kairi and Riku, he was sure, were both in bed just as he was. There was nothing to worry about. Not his friends, not Heartless, not Ansem, not the Organisation.
It seemed too good to be true, though, that he had managed to brave every obstacle. Was his heart really that strong?
Sora smiled at this. Of course his heart was that strong. That's why he was entrusted with the Keyblade. He wouldn't deserve the Keyblade if his heart hadn't been strong enough. He wouldn't be here if his heart wasn't strong enough.
But something was still nagging at the back of his mind. What could it be?
After trying desperately to sleep, and rolling over at least ten times, Sora finally sat up and gazed out his window. Their island was still intact. There wasn't a darkness enveloping it. There weren't Heartless running rampant.
Stars shot across the sky. Had another world's walls been torn down?
Suddenly overcome by sleepiness, Sora laid down and fell to sleep.
---
"Look, Sora!" Kairi stood on the very edge of the beach, pointing.
"What's out there, Kairi?" Sora stood beside her and squinted out to sea. A flag on a pole was bobbing up and down.
"What do you think it is?" Kairi wondered.
"It looks alot like our raft that we built a couple years ago." Sora said, and smiled at Kairi. "Remember?"
Kairi giggled.
"Of course I remember, Sora."
"Who's on it?" Riku walked up to the two, also squinting at the raft.
"We can't see that far, Riku." said Sora with a smile.
"Oh right. I forgot that you're half blind." Riku laughed. Sora replied with a laugh and a playful punch to his friend's shoulder. Riku responded with a lighthearted attempt to trip Sora, and the two started to wrestle in the sand, laughing and trying to get the best of each other. Kairi watched the fight, laughing at Riku as he tried to escape Sora's knuckles rubbing against his head.
No one noticed as the raft was washed upon the shore, the retreating high tide leaving it a long way up the beach. A girl was on it, and her clothes were battered and dirty. Her braided hair was messy and greyed.
The girl sat up.
"Where. . .Am I?"
Kairi froze and turned around.
"Sora. . .Riku. . ." she said softly.
"Kairi?" Sora struggled out of Riku's pin and stood up ("Punk," Riku muttered), brushing the sand off his clothes. Riku followed suit. Sora walked to Kairi's side, catching sight of the strange girl.
"Who is she?" Sora asked. Riku was still standing in his original spot, with a frown on his face.
"I don't like her smell. . ." he said quietly. Neither Kairi nor Sora heard him, however, as both were running across the beach to see who this girl was.
"Are you alright?" Sora squatted down, looking at the girl. She looked back at him, her expression confused and anxious.
"Where am I?" she asked again, her voice desperate. "Where's my family? Where's my. . .my. . ." she trailed off.
"Where's your what?" Kairi asked.
"It's special to me. It's mine. I need it." the girl was ranting, repeating the same things over and over again. "Where is it?! I NEED IT!" she was in hysterics.
"Wait, wait!" Sora said, trying to calm the now sobbing girl down. "Just tell us what you're looking for, and we'll help you!"
"Where am I?" the girl replied.
Sora sighed. This conversation was going in circles.
"Destiny Islands." Kairi said.
"Destiny Islands." the girl repeated.
"What's your name?" Kairi asked.
"I don't know."
"Have you forgotten?" Kairi continued.
"I don't know."
"Maybe it's just buried beneath all the other memories in your heart." a blonde-haired girl in a simple white dress sat down beside Sora.
"Maybe."
"Memories never die - they're just waiting for you to remember them." the blonde continued.
"But then, that's your strength, isn't it, Namine?" the girl said suddenly. "You know so much about memories."
Namine, Kairi, and Sora were all shocked.
Riku had been watching the conversation from the same spot, and chose now to walk over to the group and see what this girl really was. When he reached them, the girl looked up, into his eyes, and he felt a sudden pleasant sensation, like everything was going to be alright, and he didn't have to worry anymore. . .
He shook his head. What was he going to do again?
"Welcome to the island, I guess." Sora said. Maybe her world was torn to pieces by Heartless, and she was thrown into their world. That would explain the meteor shower.
"Maybe it's in the sand." the girl stood up, and glanced at Riku again. He could still smell it. The darkness that wasn't quite hidden by her appearance. And something about that appearance, too, struck him as familiar. Her shirt was white and had a zipper down the front, and a necklace framed the collar. Her pants reached the ground, and had numerous pockets and zippers and straps. The pants were completely new, but the shirt gave Riku the strangest case of deja vu. Where had he seen it before?
The girl was on her knees, sifting through the sand.
"If you told us what it looks like, we could help you, right guys?" Sora asked Kairi, Namine, and Riku.
"Of course." Kairi said.
"How could she have lost something that fast?" Riku said. "It's probably all the way out there, at the bottom of the ocean."
"NO!" said the girl suddenly, and glared at Riku. "NO! It ISN'T! It's HERE, I KNOW it is!"
"What does it look like?" Namine asked. The girl looked like she didn't want to say what it was, but after a few moments, she came to a conclusion.
"It's a doll. It looks just like me." she said finally. "And it's about this high." she indicated with her hands the size of a foot.
Riku smirked.
"Why would someone your age have a DOLL?" he asked.
"Hey!" said Sora. "Don't tease her!"
"Why?" Riku retorted. "Because you've got lots of dolls in your room?"
"Shut up!" Sora cried, a blush creeping across his face. "They're not dolls. . .they're. . .ornaments!"
Riku laughed loudly at this. Sora tried to return the colour of his face to normal, being careful not to make eye contact with anyone.
Kairi and Namine were laughing, and the girl managed a chuckle before she continued to dig in the sand. Sora was quick to join her, and soon, even the reluctant Riku was sifting sand, looking for the doll.
Hours passed, and the tide began to come back in. There was no sign of the doll. The girl was in tears.
"It can't be gone, I just had it!" she sobbed.
"I still think that it's out there." Riku pointed. Everyone was tired from the searching, and tiredness just made the girl cry much more easily. It seemed like she wouldn't be able to stop, and she was soaking her clothes with her tears.
"Wait a minute!" Namine said, and held something up. "I think I found it!"
The girl stopped crying immediately.
"Are you sure?" she asked hopefully. "Are you absolutely positive?" she moved closer to Namine, who was busy dusting the sand off of what she was holding.
"Well, it does look like you. . ." Namine said. In her hand was a doll about a foot high, and save for some sand in the hair and small grooves, it looked exactly like the girl.
"Thank you." the girl whispered, and took the doll from Namine, hugging it to her chest. "My doll, my keepsake, you're all I have left. . ."
"Hey, look!" Kairi said. She had come upon the pair during their conversation, while Riku and Sora had been distracted by Kairi challenging them to see who ran around the island twice first. "There's strings hanging from her."
"Yeah." said the girl. "But. . .the wooden cross that lets you make her move is gone. There's nothing but the strings."
"I can fix it." Riku said as he sat down, winded. Sora came to a skidding halt right before him.
"You got a head start." Sora said defiantly. Riku just rolled his eyes.
"I don't want you to fix it." the girl said softly. "I can fix it. I've fixed it before. I can even make more of these!" she said brightly.
"So then why didn't you just make another one when you lost that one?" Sora asked.
"Because this one can't be replaced. My mother made it and gave it to me. But now she's gone. My whole family is gone." she was silent. Fresh tears streamed down her face.
"Oh. . .I'm. . .Sorry." Sora said. There was an awkward silence before Namine spoke.
"What's that hanging from her shirt?" she pointed to what looked like a slip of paper. The girl turned the doll over and pulled the paper out of it's place in the collar.
"I never noticed this before." the girl said, suspicion coating her words. She gave an evil glance to Namine before she looked at the paper again. "It's blank." she tore it to pieces and put it in her pocket.
"The sun's going down, everybody." Kairi said. "We should all get home. But. . .where will you stay?" she asked the girl.
The girl looked directly at Riku again.
"She can stay with me." Riku said. Ah, that feeling again. . .It felt like someone was purposefully messing with his head. He didn't want her to be in the same house as him. But he was speaking before his thoughts could surface. What was going on?
"Then it's settled." Kairi said. "So we can all go home and get some rest."
"And maybe," Sora said hopefully, looking at the girl, "You could tell us what happened to your family."
Kairi glared at him, but the girl nodded.
"Yeah. I guess I could - but only if everyone else tells me first." she smiled.
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