I'm no writer, and this is my first time posting a literary piece that isn't poetry. It's a crossover of Sam Raimi's 1980's Evil Dead Films, and post Kingdom Hearts 2.
Look forward to your criticism. I do apologize for any grammatical errors. I edited it to the best of my abilities. If you catch any, I appreciate it if you will point them out to me so that I may correct them.
Spoiler ShowAn explosion of bright white light surrounded Sora, he felt his very essence change, and he wasn't even sure how. The next thing he knew he was surrounded by people crossing a street. Staring in awe at all the lights and billboards, watching as people appeared as giants on screens, Sora stood astounded. A siren sounded and Sora quickly threw his glance in it's direction; only to see a giant black monster made of metal and wheel speeding toward him. The car horn blared and Sora rolled out of the way. "You diddlying idiot!" called out the driver as Sora turned to face his aggressor. A young woman then grabbed his hand and dragged him along to the sidewalk. "Are you alright, kid?"
"Yeah, I'm fine, what was that? That's a monster I've never seen before!" exclaimed Sora. "That was a car, kid, that's some interesting clothing you have on." She quipped, grinning "My name is Justine."She added as she quickly glanced over Sora's garb. She found her eyes drawn to the crown charm hanging from his neck. Noticing his spiky light brown, gravity defying hair, she couldn't help but brush her hand over it. This in turn prompting Sora to ask "Umm, what are you doing?" Abruptly snapping back to attention with an embarrassed look she stammered out "Oh! Nothing, it's just I've never seen hair like yours before outside of anime and video games. Where did you say you're from again?"
"I didn't, but I'm from Destiny Islands. Say now that you mention it, where are Donald and Goofy?" He asked with a questioning glance, scanning the crowd. "Donald and Goofy? Aren't those Disney characters?" Justine said. "Oh, I get it! You're a cosplayer right? Wow you really got the character down, the outfit and everything is spot on." She remarked with an impressed look, before continuing "Well since this is clearly some prank or sketch, you should just call your friends, or we can make our way back to the convention centre, I'm sure you'll find your friends there."
Confused, Sora decided to follow Justine, despite having no idea what a cosplayer or a convention was. Though maybe, he thought to himself, just maybe he might find someone who has a clue to what's going on. Interested in the multitude of things that was going on, he noticed people dressed up in extravagant outfits.
He noticed a man in a skintight red outfit, with irises akin to blood pools, carrying a pair of katanas. Another was wearing yellow spandex and blue boots, he was incredibly muscular, and yet humorously short. Then came a rather simple outfit, he wasn't sure if this was "cosplaying" or not. The cosplayer was wearing a blue shirt, brown pants, and what at first appeared to be some strange metal thing in his hand, Sora then noticed he was not holding anything, but rather his hand was made of metal, what seemed to be a gauntlet of some sort. What really caught his interest was the book he had on him, a book that appeared to be adorned in flesh. Sora couldn't stop staring. Justine's voice cut through his focus "You seem awfully interested in that Ash cosplay, why don't you go talk to him, before that though, do you have any money?" Sora turned to her and handed her a bag of munny. Sora said. "Well I think that's enough to cover it, I'll be right back, maybe he knows where Donald and Goofy are."
"I doubt it, but who knows." Replied Justine.
Sora made his way over to the young man, and noticed that he had a cool air of confidence to him, if not somewhat smug.
"Hey, I'm Sora, nice to meet you" Greeted the keyblade wielder
"Oh, hey," Replied the cosplayer "Do you want a picture with me or something?" He asked impatiently. "If you have a camera make it quick, I'm really hungry and need to go buy something to eat."
"Actually, I was wondering if could I see that book, it's been piquing me interest ever since I seen it." The cosplayer passed the book over to him. "Here hold on to it, I'll just go grab something to eat at that stand over there, don't worry about wrecking it, I found it in my Uncle's attic," He stated "He told me it's a replica he bought from the movie. "Movie..?" Sora said quizzically, finding the question falling upon deaf ears. "Yeah, I think he paid too much for it though, looks nothing like the one from the movie. You know, the one with Jane Levy?" Finished the young man added before bolting off.
Shrugging, he opened the book, noticing that the ink was distinctively red, more accurately it was crimson. Reading aloud Sora started to voice the incantations
"Kunda, Estrata, Montosse, Can'Da" A sudden chill ran down Sora's spine, he wasn't sure what it was, but it left a lasting hint of dread.
He turned around to notice that the young man was rushing back over to grab his book. Sora returned it to him and thanked him, noticing that Justine was just on her way to him with two tickets in hand. He dashed over, waving at her. Her expression changed to one of horror as she started screaming, telling Sora to run away quickly. Glancing behind him, he noticed the man in the red skintight outfit was chowing down on the Ash Williams cosplayer. The Kingdom Key materializing in his hand, Sora sprinted forward with blinding speed, and struck the aggressing cosplayer. Roaring in pain, the cosplayer turned to Sora, and Sora struck again, and blood exploded from the removal of limbs. The monster screamed in pain and fury, and Sora heard it say "You who has disturbed our sleep, and awakened us from our ancient slumber. YOU WILL DIE! Like the others before you, one by one we will take you" Another slash with the keyblade and the mutilated monster crumpled to the ground. Sora looked about at the hellish scene that unfolded around him and dashed to the injured man. With keyblade in hand he pointed towards the Ash cosplayer, shouting "HEAL!" and with the incantation he was completely healed of his wounds. "Are you alright?" Sora asked, a look of concern on his face.
The cosplayer hammered Sora with questions "What the diddly was that? Is that sword diddlying real? Did you just kill him? What the diddly is going on here?" pausing long enough to glance at the dismembered corpse "Oh, god I'm going to feel sick." He stated queasily, Sora placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Relax, my name is Sora, you're going to be alright. We have to get inside and figure out what's going on here. Do you have any idea what that was? I think it came from your book." Puzzled, the boy looked at him and retorted. "That's not diddlying possible man, the book is just a diddlying replica, a prop from a damn movie." then pausing thoughtfully, added "Speaking about that damn book, where did it go?" "I don't know" Sora retorted "You were the last one to have it. You sure you don't have it on you somewhere?" As Sora stared at him waiting for an answer, Justine rushed over stating nervously "Guys now is not the time to talk, I hear screaming coming from inside the convention centre. We have to call the police!" Sora impulsively leapt to attention, and dashed to the centre, yelling "I'll take care of it, you two find someplace safe to hide."
"Wait, Kid, where are you going? Don't go in there by yourself!" Justine shouted, chasing Sora. The young man sat down helplessly, watching them go before taking the fetal position, trying to calm himself.
Screams everywhere, Sora didn't know where to start. He frantically looked left and right noticing civilians getting mauled, and security guards thrown about like ragdolls as they tried to help. Other people were hiding behind corners and crying, a few cowering beneath tables in hopes that they weren't seen. *BANG* Sora jumped, turning quickly to find the source of the deafening sound to see a man, confident, fearless, and angry as all hell wielding a shotgun. A chainsaw protruded from where his other hand have should been. "Which one of you screwheads read from that damn book?" He questioned heatedly. Noting the shocked expression on Sora's face he asked. "Was it you kid?" He walked towards Sora, glowering as he reloaded his shotgun, and took a shot at another monster. "I have some harsh words for the screwhead that read from that diddlying book" "Uh sir" Sora said sheepishly "We have other problems on our hands than who read from a book."
"So it was you, wasn't it?" The man raged "You saw some flesh adorned book, the text inked in red, and you just had to read from it, didn't you? Just when I thought I was diddlying done with these freaks, you call me and them here."
"That was oddly specific, but yes," Sora stated defiantly "I did read from it, but that doesn't matter right now. We have to help these people."
The man looked at Sora scrutinizingly, sighing as he said "Well when you're right, you're right, kid, but you don't look qualified to take care of these things, just stand back and let me get to work."
Another loud bang, and another monster had fallen. "Groovy." he said, allowing himself a small smirk of satisfaction. Sora, ignoring the man's suggestion to stay back, cut down another creature attacking a security guard, healing him and showing him to safety. As they worked, Sora running around finishing off the stragglers and healing the wounded, the man forging a path through the convention, a small area of the centre was quickly cleared of deadites. Sora, catching up to the man, tapped him on the shoulder, and he swung his chainsaw at him on instinct. Sora quickly brought up his keyblade blocking the swing with practiced ease. "Oh shit, sorry kid" He said gruffly "I thought I told you to get out of here." Grinning unabashedly "Well I did mention I can help out with these things" He stated "The name is Sora, and you are?" He said, extending his hand out.
The man ignored Sora's hand, saying "Ash, Ash Williams, and I don't recall asking for your name, kid."
Suddenly Ash went flying into a wall with a resounding crash. Standing behind where he was moments ago, the culprit, a giant disfigured man stared intently at Sora. "Stop!" incanted Sora as the beast was about to take a swing at him. The beast stopped in place, frozen by Sora's spell, and Sora struck him with his keyblade, running over to Ash's side. As Sora cast a cure spell on him, he got up and inspected Sora carefully. "Just what the hell are you kid?"
"I'm Sora" He repeated "I was chosen by the keyblade" Ash rolled his eyes, saying in a exasperated tone "Forget I asked, I don't want to know."
"Uh, so Ash, what are these things? You seem awfully familiar with them." Sora questioned
"Well yeah! It was originally my fault these things got loose, I've been fighting them ever since." Ash said with a shrug "Worst part is I get dragged from dimension to dimension fighting these damn things. Just when I think I've taken care of them the damn things pop up again." Sora folded his arms across his chest, raising an eyebrow "Okay, but you never answered my question about what these creatures are."
"I was getting to that kid, hold your horses. They're the deadites," Ash said "People possessed by old Kandarian demons."
"So you just have to read from a book and it summons them?" Sora asked incredulously "That's unfortunate."
"Nothing you can do about it," He affirmed. "And the worst part is I haven't found a way to destroy the book."
"Don't worry" Sora said, grinning "Since I'm here I'm sure I can find a way to undo the book's magic."
Ash shook his head. "It's not that simple kid, I tried it once, and all I got was an army of darkness. Doesn't help that I got the words wrong."
Sora paused, and looked about, saying concernedly "Well we still have to help these people, they could be badly hurt"
"Don't worry about them, we have bigger fish to fry." Ash shouted back as he took off.
Moments later Justine arrived, throwing her arms around Sora she admonished him "I've finally caught up with you, what the hell have you been doing Sora?" Quizzing Sora. Noticing the dismembered bodies lying about, she asked "Did you do all of this?" She asked. Sora looked about and scratched the back of his head as he explained. "Haha, well not all of it, some guy named Ash helped out too. He said he's dealt with these things before." With an incredulous look on her face, she shook Sora. "Ash Williams? Do you mean Ash Williams? You expect me to believe that a movie character from an 80's film is here?" she asked disbelievingly. "You can't expect me to believe that. I mean I don't even really believe that you're here, tearing this place apart. With that key thing-" "Keyblade." Sora interrupted indignantly.
"Whatever! The point is you are in way over your head, I mean unless I'm dreaming or going insane, and this isn't actually real, you and me, should get out of here." Stated Justine.
"I've got to help these people, it's the right thing to do" replied Sora.
"Look! You've already helped these people enough!" She stated, on the verge of tears. "What if you get hurt?"
Sora flashed a smiled and bolted, shouting. "Don't worry! I'll be fine"
Keyblade in hand, Sora looked everywhere, striking down deadites, lighting them on fire, clearing whole crowds with lightning, and freezing them in place. He was unstoppable. WHAM! Sora fell to the ground. Slightly dazed he noticed the deadite responsible, this one rather different from the others. Scratch that, very different, this one was a giant mess of guts. and grey flesh, something out of a video game. He even had two heads. "Just where do you think you're going?" one of the heads asked. "I haven't had my fun with you."
"Fun with who, brother?" asked the other, prompting a sarcastic response. "The pipsqueak in front of us, you lardass!"
"That's not very nice, brother, mom said you got to be nicer!" Snivelled the one head. "Mom's dead bro!" Retorted the other. "So are we!" "Whatever, let's just eat this runt and get on with it- Huh, where'd he go?!" Already soaring through the air, Sora came swinging down. SLAM. Sora was down on the ground, unclear of how he got there, all he could recall was a giant fist of rotten flesh flying towards him. Pointing keyblade at the giant husk of rotting flesh he cast a spell, and a large ball of flame flew towards the beast. The beast stood still and laughed, taking the spell head on, catching fire and easily killing the flame with a mighty hand. The beast swung its mountain of an arm, and Sora dodged. After narrowly avoiding a blow that would have likely knocked him unconscious he jumped several feet backwards, posturing with keyblade in hand, he rose it straight in the air, and yelled "FORCE". Suddenly the deadite felt heavy, no, he felt heavier. A dark pool of energy enveloped it's flesh, the change in gravity was immense, the beast realized he was being crushed. It started to feel as if he was going to implode from the sheer change in gravity. Screaming in rage and terror, he did, putrid flesh and guts flew everywhere. Ash appeared,covered in guts. Looking at Sora with a confused look in his eye that remained clear of the mess, as he began brushing it off of himself. Sora shrugged at him, and they carried on. "So what do we need to do to actually stop this?" Enquired the keyblade wielder. "There really isn't anything we can do except for kill the freaks." Ash responded as they trudged on, clearing the halls of deadites, matching kill for kill. From the shadows, a pair of eyes watched ever intently, waiting for the moment to strike. The being was unsure on how to deal with the kid, he had immense power for someone so young. He couldn't be possessed, as if he wasn't of the world. Or, like Ash, developed some sort of immunity. It was only a matter of time until it would strike. The pair of eyes would amass as many deadites as it needed to destroy the both of them. No matter what. They were dealing with a demon, a corruptor of souls, and he planned to feast.
Look forward to your criticism. I do apologize for any grammatical errors. I edited it to the best of my abilities. If you catch any, I appreciate it if you will point them out to me so that I may correct them.
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