Final Heart: Light within Darkness
Alright, I created this using things from Kingdom Hearts. Also, the outfit I describe in the second paragraph is an Organization cloak only white.
Chapter 1
The Dark Beginning
Seven hearts. If six are the door, then the seventh, the final heart, must be the key. Although this hypothesis may not be accurate, it is the best answer through all of my research thus far. It appears that if one hopes to open the door that they create, to open the path, they must find these hearts. I’m afraid none of these “pure” hearts lie here, which saddens me greatly. How I long to venture out and find these hearts, to open the door, it has become my dream, my vision. But alas, even with all of my wisdom and knowledge, still I can not. My people and I are trapped on this planet, mere prisoners of this tiny place.
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Sean jumped to the side as he evaded the Neoshadow's attack, clutching his five-year old son to his chest. He quickly brought his blade sideways and sliced the Heartless in two. It exploded into nothing more then a few strands of darkness, disappearing shortly afterward. Sean wore a white robe outfit with a hood, gloves, boots, and silver chains hanging down under the hood. His hood was currently down, revealing straight, neat brown hair going down to his eyebrows. He had equally brown eyes, sharp as nails as he looked for a potential threat.
“Annoying Heartless,” he muttered as he twirled his blade, which disappeared in small quick flash of light. He sighed and looked down at his son with concern. His son had his father’s brown hair, however it was much messier, and blue eyes that held the look of confused fear in them. He wore a white shirt and pants, along with same colored shoes and socks.
“Are you alright Isaac?” his father asked softly. The child nodded slightly and laid his head back down on his father’s shoulder. “We’re not far now,” Sean whispered. “We’re getting close to the hanger.”
He tightened his grip on his son and continued his run down the street. The street was made of a strange type of opaque crystal, shiny and smooth, glistening slightly under the light of the surrounding fire. The skyscrapers around them were also made of the mystifying crystal, soaring high into the sky. Unfortunately, burning orange flames covered most of these buildings, destroying their beauty as they spread up on the sides like spiders. Sean’s eyes clenched shut for a moment, hearing screams and yells in the distance as the Heartless stampeded the planet, desecrating and destroying this magnificent city and its inhabitants. Sean screeched to a halt as a smaller building toppled over sideways, and smashed into thousands of deadly pieces. Sean jumped back to avoid the debris, bending down and covering his son, in turn getting sliced with several pieces of the crystal. However, better him then his son. He straightened back up and shook his head slightly to rid his hair of the small particles of crystal. He needed to keep his mind focused, that building could have easily killed them. He turned and tore down an alleyway to his right as fire began to fully consume the crystal road behind him. He looked down for just a moment to check on his son when a Neoshadow appeared in front of him in the quick fashion of the Heartless. Sean’s eyes widened in surprise and leapt back, just avoiding the Heartless’s swipe as it grabbed a chain from his neck, hung on which was a strange symbol. The Heartless was about to leap forward when it suddenly was hit by a blast of light in the back, and exploded into strands of darkness. Another man stood there, holding up his hand, palm facing the place where the Neoshadow once was. The man wore the same outfit as Sean, his hood also down to reveal shining silver hair, not from age, and bright youthful blue eyes.
“Articus!” shouted Sean in relief, a smile coming across his lips.
“About time you got here,” said the man, bending down and picking up Sean’s chain, the symbol shining slightly. The symbol was in the shape of a metallic square, completely black except for a small light in the center, which was the source of its small glow. “Are you two alright?”
Sean nodded. “Yeah…barely. The Heartless gave us some trouble. Luckily we managed to avoid most of them and get out of the house before they overran it. I can believe it Articus.” Sean shook his slowly. “Lemuria…destroyed. How did they get on the planet?”
Articus sighed. “We’re not sure, the planet should have prevented them, but somehow they got past, I don’t understand. The darkness must have been stronger then we expected. The entire planet has been overrun.” Sean’s eyes widened, shaking his in disbelief. “They are so many on the planet, Sean. I’ve never seen so many Heartless in one place. It’s as if the darkness has been longing to consume this world.”
Sean paused for a moment, looking down at his son who was burying his head into his father’s shoulder. “Is the hanger still there?” Sean asked as he looked back up to Articus’s nodding head.
“Fortunately yes, I was about to head there when you two came. We can take the back way, it’s less conspicuous.”
Articus and Sean stuck their heads out the alleyway and looked around. “Let’s go,” whispered Articus, and he and Sean sped across the street towards a building, leaping over piles of debris and small lumps of fire. “We can take the back door inside here,” said Articus, laying his hand upon a door. The door became outlined in a light for a moment, and then slowly creaked open as Articus removed his hand. Suddenly the wall of one of the buildings beside them exploded. Sean bent low to cover his son as Articus held his arm up. When the smoke cleared a man was thrown out of the building, wearing civilian clothes. He landed on his back with a loud crack and moaned as he tried to get up. Sean took a step forward when suddenly dozens of Shadow Heartless appeared around the man. The man yelled as he was quickly covered from head to foot in them. Sean clenched his teeth in anger.
“Damn the Heartless! They will pay!”
“Sean, don’t, we have to get Isaac out of here, you know that.”
Sean narrowed his eyes and reluctantly followed Articus into the building. When they were in, the door slowly shut behind them. Articus turned and placed his opened palm against the door. The door was outlined in light like before, and then faded as Articus took his hand away. “That should hold the Heartless, at least for a while anyway.”
The building was large; balconies outlining each floor so you could look down and see the first floor where they were. However, most of the floors were engulfed in flames. The bottom floor on which they stood was made of the strange crystal, the design that was on Sean’s necklace enlarged on the floor, flames engulfed one side of the room. Sean placed his son down beside him so he could walk with him as Articus pointed to a door at the other end of the room.
“There, that should lead us to the backdoor of the hanger.”
Sean nodded, but as they reached the door, the ground shook and the floor above them collapsed, spreading dust and debris everywhere. Sean ducked and rolled out of the way, while Articus and Isaac jumped to the other side, towards the door to the hanger. Sean coughed as the smoke cleared to reveal an enormous pile of rock and crystal, cutting him off from the door and Articus and Isaac.
“Sean!” yelled Articus, heaving a small piece of debris out of the way so he could slightly look through. “Are you alright?”
Sean ran over and looked through the opening. “Yeah, but we’re cut off.”
Suddenly the front shook, as if something were trying to bust it in. Sean wielded around, his eyes wide. He could here the all too familiar scarping sounds of dozens of claws scratching at the door violently. He stared at the door for a moment, finally making up his mind. He turned back to the opening. “Articus take Isaac and get out of here.”
Articus’s eyes widened. “What! Are you crazy? You’re getting off the planet too!”
“Daddy!” yelled Isaac, suddenly in front of the opening, reaching for his father. “Daddy, don’t go!”
“Articus, please, you’ve got to do as I say.”
Articus said nothing for a moment, looking at Sean through the opening. He reached his hand through and Sean did the same, clasping their hands together for a moment. Articus nodded and grabbed Isaac. “Daddy, don’t go!”
Articus rushed towards the door, ramming himself against it with his shoulder, knocking it open and running through. Isaac’s last yells dieing away, Sean turned back to the front door, narrowing his eyes at the now louder scratching noises. Suddenly the door burst open, flying off the frame. Sean rolled out of the way as the door hit the pile of rubble behind him with extreme force, and broke into several pieces of crystal scattering across the smooth floor. Sean turned back to the now open doorway, unable to see because of the cloud of dust made by the door. Into the room ran, or waddled, a dozen Shadow Heartless, surrounding Sean. The much faster Neoshadows shot into the room, surrounding him in seconds. His blade appeared once more in his hand and he held it at the ready as his eyes darted back and fourth. The Heartless didn’t move to attack, but backed up slightly to make an opening in their circle. A man walked out of the smoke of the doorway, escorted by four Neoshadows. The man wore the same clothes as Sean, however they were black, not white, and the man’s hood was up, concealing his face entirely in darkness. Also a noticeable feature about him was a small red and black symbol on the front of his clothes, in the shape of a long crossed out heart. He came to rest at the opening of the Heartless’s circle, his hands at his side.
“Sean, I should have guessed,” said the man, his voice cold and sharp.
Sean said nothing, causing the man to laugh. “What? No reply? No pathetic Light Wielder come back?”
Sean merely held his blade steady and the man chuckled.
“Today, Lemuria, the planet of light, has fallen, and soon shall the door to darkness open! Now, where is the key? I’m in a bit of a rush.”
Sean finally smirked. “It’s gone,” he said, chuckling slightly. “It was already taken away. And you’ll never get your hands on it!”
The man said nothing for a moment, Sean still holding his smirk. Then a sword with a black handle and a black blade appeared in the man’s hand, the same symbol on his chest also on either side of the handle. “You die here, Light Wielder.”
Isaac struggled in Articus’s grasp as they made their way down a crystal hallway. “Daddy, NO!” He broke out of Articus’s grasp and tore back down the hallway.
“Isaac!” yelled Articus, chasing after him.
Isaac ran through the open doorway, ran up the wall of rubble and looked through the opening. “Daddy,” he began, but stopped, his eyes widening as he looked in on the scene.
Sean parried the hooded man’s blows, but his fighting style was no match for the hooded man’s. He blocked another attack, but received a hit to the gut by the man’s knee. He flipped backwards, pushing off with his hands and landing on his feet. The hooded man twirled his sword in an arrogant manner.
“Is that all?”
Sean’s breathing was heavy; his body stung and still ached from the shards of crystal imbedded in him.
“What’s the matter Sean, can your heart not take the darkness?”
Sean just glared at the hooded man, trying to slow his breathing. He twirled his sword and shot forward, the hooded man doing the same. Sean tried to increase his speed, rapidly lashing out. However the man merely chuckled and easily increased his own speed to parry Sean’s strikes. The Heartless stood their ground, excitingly looking around as if the battle was an event.
Sean sank to the ground and tripped his opponent with a sweep of his leg. The hooded man yelled in surprise and fell face first to the ground. Sean leapt back to his feet, only to have the hooded man shoot forward across the ground, grabbing Sean’s legs and flipping him, allowing the man to jump back to his feet. Sean fell hard on his back and clenched his eyes shut for a moment, pieces of the crystal getting pressed deeper into his skin. He leapt back to his feet and wielded around, holding his sword up at the ready. Blood fell from several cuts on his skin as he breathed heavily. The hooded man’s breathing remained the same as he pointed his sword at Sean. The shot towards each other, Sean’s blade at his side, the hooded man’s pointed straight forward. Sean’s eyes were narrowed as he gritted his teeth together, swearing he could just see the faint outline of a smirk in the man’s hood. Just as the hooded man’s sword came into reach, Sean leapt up, jumping off the man’s sword and flipping over him. He landed on his feet and began to turn around.
The hooded man chuckled, “Gotcha,” and with much greater speed then Sean’s, wielded around, his sword making contact with Sean’s stomach. Everything seemed to freeze. Sean stood there, his eyes wide in shock, nothing but a trickle of blood coming from his open mouth.
Isaac’s face was much worse. He was pale; his eyes wide, yet no tears came from them, and no yell came from his throat. Suddenly someone from behind him covered his eyes and picked him up. Articus shot back towards the door, determination in his eyes, Isaac making no move to struggle in his grasp this time.
The hooded man chuckled and took a step forward, his blade slicing all the way through, cleanly cutting Sean in half, the two halves of his body falling to the ground, his sword clattering beside him and dissapeared silently. The hooded man tilted his head up and laughed. “Today marks the end of the Light Wielders, and the end of Light!” The Heartless moved around excitedly, taking no notice to Sean’s remains as they faded into dust.
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Besides the seven purest hearts, through my research I have concluded that I will need countless hearts, more then I’m afraid my world has to offer. It seems if I am to ever fulfill my dream, I must find a way off this planet. Surely the creatures that I have based all my research on, the creatures born of the heart and darkness, the Heartless, must be the solution. Yes, of this I am sure. I will focus my study on the Heartless and the darkness, so that I may find a way to cross over into other worlds.
Alright, I created this using things from Kingdom Hearts. Also, the outfit I describe in the second paragraph is an Organization cloak only white.
Chapter 1
The Dark Beginning
Seven hearts. If six are the door, then the seventh, the final heart, must be the key. Although this hypothesis may not be accurate, it is the best answer through all of my research thus far. It appears that if one hopes to open the door that they create, to open the path, they must find these hearts. I’m afraid none of these “pure” hearts lie here, which saddens me greatly. How I long to venture out and find these hearts, to open the door, it has become my dream, my vision. But alas, even with all of my wisdom and knowledge, still I can not. My people and I are trapped on this planet, mere prisoners of this tiny place.
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Sean jumped to the side as he evaded the Neoshadow's attack, clutching his five-year old son to his chest. He quickly brought his blade sideways and sliced the Heartless in two. It exploded into nothing more then a few strands of darkness, disappearing shortly afterward. Sean wore a white robe outfit with a hood, gloves, boots, and silver chains hanging down under the hood. His hood was currently down, revealing straight, neat brown hair going down to his eyebrows. He had equally brown eyes, sharp as nails as he looked for a potential threat.
“Annoying Heartless,” he muttered as he twirled his blade, which disappeared in small quick flash of light. He sighed and looked down at his son with concern. His son had his father’s brown hair, however it was much messier, and blue eyes that held the look of confused fear in them. He wore a white shirt and pants, along with same colored shoes and socks.
“Are you alright Isaac?” his father asked softly. The child nodded slightly and laid his head back down on his father’s shoulder. “We’re not far now,” Sean whispered. “We’re getting close to the hanger.”
He tightened his grip on his son and continued his run down the street. The street was made of a strange type of opaque crystal, shiny and smooth, glistening slightly under the light of the surrounding fire. The skyscrapers around them were also made of the mystifying crystal, soaring high into the sky. Unfortunately, burning orange flames covered most of these buildings, destroying their beauty as they spread up on the sides like spiders. Sean’s eyes clenched shut for a moment, hearing screams and yells in the distance as the Heartless stampeded the planet, desecrating and destroying this magnificent city and its inhabitants. Sean screeched to a halt as a smaller building toppled over sideways, and smashed into thousands of deadly pieces. Sean jumped back to avoid the debris, bending down and covering his son, in turn getting sliced with several pieces of the crystal. However, better him then his son. He straightened back up and shook his head slightly to rid his hair of the small particles of crystal. He needed to keep his mind focused, that building could have easily killed them. He turned and tore down an alleyway to his right as fire began to fully consume the crystal road behind him. He looked down for just a moment to check on his son when a Neoshadow appeared in front of him in the quick fashion of the Heartless. Sean’s eyes widened in surprise and leapt back, just avoiding the Heartless’s swipe as it grabbed a chain from his neck, hung on which was a strange symbol. The Heartless was about to leap forward when it suddenly was hit by a blast of light in the back, and exploded into strands of darkness. Another man stood there, holding up his hand, palm facing the place where the Neoshadow once was. The man wore the same outfit as Sean, his hood also down to reveal shining silver hair, not from age, and bright youthful blue eyes.
“Articus!” shouted Sean in relief, a smile coming across his lips.
“About time you got here,” said the man, bending down and picking up Sean’s chain, the symbol shining slightly. The symbol was in the shape of a metallic square, completely black except for a small light in the center, which was the source of its small glow. “Are you two alright?”
Sean nodded. “Yeah…barely. The Heartless gave us some trouble. Luckily we managed to avoid most of them and get out of the house before they overran it. I can believe it Articus.” Sean shook his slowly. “Lemuria…destroyed. How did they get on the planet?”
Articus sighed. “We’re not sure, the planet should have prevented them, but somehow they got past, I don’t understand. The darkness must have been stronger then we expected. The entire planet has been overrun.” Sean’s eyes widened, shaking his in disbelief. “They are so many on the planet, Sean. I’ve never seen so many Heartless in one place. It’s as if the darkness has been longing to consume this world.”
Sean paused for a moment, looking down at his son who was burying his head into his father’s shoulder. “Is the hanger still there?” Sean asked as he looked back up to Articus’s nodding head.
“Fortunately yes, I was about to head there when you two came. We can take the back way, it’s less conspicuous.”
Articus and Sean stuck their heads out the alleyway and looked around. “Let’s go,” whispered Articus, and he and Sean sped across the street towards a building, leaping over piles of debris and small lumps of fire. “We can take the back door inside here,” said Articus, laying his hand upon a door. The door became outlined in a light for a moment, and then slowly creaked open as Articus removed his hand. Suddenly the wall of one of the buildings beside them exploded. Sean bent low to cover his son as Articus held his arm up. When the smoke cleared a man was thrown out of the building, wearing civilian clothes. He landed on his back with a loud crack and moaned as he tried to get up. Sean took a step forward when suddenly dozens of Shadow Heartless appeared around the man. The man yelled as he was quickly covered from head to foot in them. Sean clenched his teeth in anger.
“Damn the Heartless! They will pay!”
“Sean, don’t, we have to get Isaac out of here, you know that.”
Sean narrowed his eyes and reluctantly followed Articus into the building. When they were in, the door slowly shut behind them. Articus turned and placed his opened palm against the door. The door was outlined in light like before, and then faded as Articus took his hand away. “That should hold the Heartless, at least for a while anyway.”
The building was large; balconies outlining each floor so you could look down and see the first floor where they were. However, most of the floors were engulfed in flames. The bottom floor on which they stood was made of the strange crystal, the design that was on Sean’s necklace enlarged on the floor, flames engulfed one side of the room. Sean placed his son down beside him so he could walk with him as Articus pointed to a door at the other end of the room.
“There, that should lead us to the backdoor of the hanger.”
Sean nodded, but as they reached the door, the ground shook and the floor above them collapsed, spreading dust and debris everywhere. Sean ducked and rolled out of the way, while Articus and Isaac jumped to the other side, towards the door to the hanger. Sean coughed as the smoke cleared to reveal an enormous pile of rock and crystal, cutting him off from the door and Articus and Isaac.
“Sean!” yelled Articus, heaving a small piece of debris out of the way so he could slightly look through. “Are you alright?”
Sean ran over and looked through the opening. “Yeah, but we’re cut off.”
Suddenly the front shook, as if something were trying to bust it in. Sean wielded around, his eyes wide. He could here the all too familiar scarping sounds of dozens of claws scratching at the door violently. He stared at the door for a moment, finally making up his mind. He turned back to the opening. “Articus take Isaac and get out of here.”
Articus’s eyes widened. “What! Are you crazy? You’re getting off the planet too!”
“Daddy!” yelled Isaac, suddenly in front of the opening, reaching for his father. “Daddy, don’t go!”
“Articus, please, you’ve got to do as I say.”
Articus said nothing for a moment, looking at Sean through the opening. He reached his hand through and Sean did the same, clasping their hands together for a moment. Articus nodded and grabbed Isaac. “Daddy, don’t go!”
Articus rushed towards the door, ramming himself against it with his shoulder, knocking it open and running through. Isaac’s last yells dieing away, Sean turned back to the front door, narrowing his eyes at the now louder scratching noises. Suddenly the door burst open, flying off the frame. Sean rolled out of the way as the door hit the pile of rubble behind him with extreme force, and broke into several pieces of crystal scattering across the smooth floor. Sean turned back to the now open doorway, unable to see because of the cloud of dust made by the door. Into the room ran, or waddled, a dozen Shadow Heartless, surrounding Sean. The much faster Neoshadows shot into the room, surrounding him in seconds. His blade appeared once more in his hand and he held it at the ready as his eyes darted back and fourth. The Heartless didn’t move to attack, but backed up slightly to make an opening in their circle. A man walked out of the smoke of the doorway, escorted by four Neoshadows. The man wore the same clothes as Sean, however they were black, not white, and the man’s hood was up, concealing his face entirely in darkness. Also a noticeable feature about him was a small red and black symbol on the front of his clothes, in the shape of a long crossed out heart. He came to rest at the opening of the Heartless’s circle, his hands at his side.
“Sean, I should have guessed,” said the man, his voice cold and sharp.
Sean said nothing, causing the man to laugh. “What? No reply? No pathetic Light Wielder come back?”
Sean merely held his blade steady and the man chuckled.
“Today, Lemuria, the planet of light, has fallen, and soon shall the door to darkness open! Now, where is the key? I’m in a bit of a rush.”
Sean finally smirked. “It’s gone,” he said, chuckling slightly. “It was already taken away. And you’ll never get your hands on it!”
The man said nothing for a moment, Sean still holding his smirk. Then a sword with a black handle and a black blade appeared in the man’s hand, the same symbol on his chest also on either side of the handle. “You die here, Light Wielder.”
Isaac struggled in Articus’s grasp as they made their way down a crystal hallway. “Daddy, NO!” He broke out of Articus’s grasp and tore back down the hallway.
“Isaac!” yelled Articus, chasing after him.
Isaac ran through the open doorway, ran up the wall of rubble and looked through the opening. “Daddy,” he began, but stopped, his eyes widening as he looked in on the scene.
Sean parried the hooded man’s blows, but his fighting style was no match for the hooded man’s. He blocked another attack, but received a hit to the gut by the man’s knee. He flipped backwards, pushing off with his hands and landing on his feet. The hooded man twirled his sword in an arrogant manner.
“Is that all?”
Sean’s breathing was heavy; his body stung and still ached from the shards of crystal imbedded in him.
“What’s the matter Sean, can your heart not take the darkness?”
Sean just glared at the hooded man, trying to slow his breathing. He twirled his sword and shot forward, the hooded man doing the same. Sean tried to increase his speed, rapidly lashing out. However the man merely chuckled and easily increased his own speed to parry Sean’s strikes. The Heartless stood their ground, excitingly looking around as if the battle was an event.
Sean sank to the ground and tripped his opponent with a sweep of his leg. The hooded man yelled in surprise and fell face first to the ground. Sean leapt back to his feet, only to have the hooded man shoot forward across the ground, grabbing Sean’s legs and flipping him, allowing the man to jump back to his feet. Sean fell hard on his back and clenched his eyes shut for a moment, pieces of the crystal getting pressed deeper into his skin. He leapt back to his feet and wielded around, holding his sword up at the ready. Blood fell from several cuts on his skin as he breathed heavily. The hooded man’s breathing remained the same as he pointed his sword at Sean. The shot towards each other, Sean’s blade at his side, the hooded man’s pointed straight forward. Sean’s eyes were narrowed as he gritted his teeth together, swearing he could just see the faint outline of a smirk in the man’s hood. Just as the hooded man’s sword came into reach, Sean leapt up, jumping off the man’s sword and flipping over him. He landed on his feet and began to turn around.
The hooded man chuckled, “Gotcha,” and with much greater speed then Sean’s, wielded around, his sword making contact with Sean’s stomach. Everything seemed to freeze. Sean stood there, his eyes wide in shock, nothing but a trickle of blood coming from his open mouth.
Isaac’s face was much worse. He was pale; his eyes wide, yet no tears came from them, and no yell came from his throat. Suddenly someone from behind him covered his eyes and picked him up. Articus shot back towards the door, determination in his eyes, Isaac making no move to struggle in his grasp this time.
The hooded man chuckled and took a step forward, his blade slicing all the way through, cleanly cutting Sean in half, the two halves of his body falling to the ground, his sword clattering beside him and dissapeared silently. The hooded man tilted his head up and laughed. “Today marks the end of the Light Wielders, and the end of Light!” The Heartless moved around excitedly, taking no notice to Sean’s remains as they faded into dust.
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Besides the seven purest hearts, through my research I have concluded that I will need countless hearts, more then I’m afraid my world has to offer. It seems if I am to ever fulfill my dream, I must find a way off this planet. Surely the creatures that I have based all my research on, the creatures born of the heart and darkness, the Heartless, must be the solution. Yes, of this I am sure. I will focus my study on the Heartless and the darkness, so that I may find a way to cross over into other worlds.
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