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A Lesson from the Past and a Chance for the Future

Summary:

Post-Kingdom Hearts 2, Sora wakes up in a white room with people known, unknown, and dead to watch the past and future in an effort to stop the calamity approaching.

Currently on Kingdom Hearts 2.

Chapter 1: In which several confused protagonists with their friends wake up in a white room

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora opened his eyes slowly, getting a view of a white ceiling. The ground was cold beneath him, and all his aches were gone, despite the fact that he had just finished fighting Xemnas.

What happened? He wondered to himself, sitting up and bracing a hand against his head. He blinked several times, trying to acclimatize his eyes to the bright light of the room. It was a big leap from the Dark World. He had just… been sitting with Riku, on the beach. And Kairi’s letter had shown up and then the Door and then…

Nothing. He couldn’t remember anything after that.

“Sora?” A voice asked and he opened his eyes and looked to the side.

“Kairi!” He exclaimed, seeing the other fifteen-year-old sit up much like he had done. Wait, there are others here?

With this new revelation, he looked around himself, taking note of the bodies around him, all in different stages of awakening.

Riku was laying on the ground next to him, clearly just starting to awake. Axel was blinking his eyes open from his place against the wall, a blonde-haired teenager and a black-haired teenager leaning on each of his sides, also asleep. Naminé curled up in a fetal position, arms curled around a sketchbook that was no longer there. A boy who looked identical to the boy next to Axel was laying on the ground between a brown-haired man and a blue-haired woman. Their hands were all clasped together. Mickey was shaking his head as he sat himself up. A black-haired male was asleep on the ground, face hidden by his back.

“Sora?” Kairi asked again, looking around the room much like he had. “Where are we?” He opened his mouth, wanting to reassure her, but found that nothing came out. He… didn’t know.

The room was all white, pillars inlaid on the walls. There were no windows or doors and one of the walls was darker than the rest, a black square against the white wall.

“Sora?” Riku murmured, eyes opening, and Sora looked down at him in relief.

“Riku!” He replied, a smile breaking across his face. He was glad Riku was okay. He had just gotten Riku back. He wasn’t going to lose him to some magical white room. “Are you okay?” He asked after a second, reaching a hand out and helping Riku sit up.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” Riku dismissed his worries quickly and usually Sora would push more, but his own injuries had been healed by this place, so Riku’s probably were too.

“Gosh,” Mickey said, dragging the three teenagers’ attentions to him. The king had stood up, looking around the room.

“Mickey!” Riku breathed out and the mouse turned to them, a smile crossing his face when he laid eyes on the teenager. “Do you know where we are?” Mickey’s smile disappeared.

“I’m afraid not,” the king admitted. “It reminds me of Castle Oblivion, but those rooms had doors.”

“Castle Oblivion?” Came Axel’s drawl and the four of them then turned their attention to the other. His green eyes were blinking awake, and Sora noticed with a frown that the markings that had been under his eyes were gone. “I did enough there, why do I have to come back?”

Also, wait…

How was Axel alive?!

“Axel?!” Sora yelped out, finally managing to shove himself to his feet. “How are you here? I watched you die!”

Axel blinked slowly at him, apparently unbothered by what Sora said.

“I know,” the older male said easily. “Ain’t this the afterlife?”

“It can’t be,” Kairi said quickly. “I’m not dead and neither is Mickey. We were just on the beach, waiting for Sora and Riku.” She twisted her hands in her lap, looking worried.

“Sora and I were walking through the Door of Light,” Riku revealed. “Before that, we were on the beach, in the Dark World.”

“Well, I was dying,” Axel continued, continuing to be blasé about his own death. He looked down at the teenagers at his side, and while his eyes soften slightly at the boy, when he looked at the girl, his eyes widened for the quickest moment, a hissed breath escaping his teeth before he managed to slip back into the unbothered expression that Sora was used to. Sora wondered why Axel had responded that way to the girl. “And Roxas and Xion are both dead as well, so…” Riku made a noise of surprise at Xion’s name, a hand reaching up to his head, but Sora was distracted by something else.

“Wait, Roxas?” Sora asked, voice dropping his volume a little as his eyes moved against his will to the boy leaning on Axel’s side, who was also starting to wake up. Same with the girl. “I thought Roxas was gone. He was a part of my heart.” His Nobody, he thought as he stared at him. It was a little… surreal. Not that meeting him before hadn’t been surreal either.

“Where…?” A hoarse voice said slowly, and Sora wasn’t the only one to turn. The blue-haired woman was sitting up slowly, a hand coming to her face. She cringed away from them, curling into herself and Sora felt the stab of concern that went through him.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked her, taking a step forward and reaching out a hand. She flinched at his voice, before looking up at him. Or as much as she could, with her hand still covering her eyes.

“Yes,” she murmured quietly. “It’s just been so long since I’ve been outside the Realm of Darkness. The light is… too much.”

“You were in the Realm of Darkness?” Riku questioned and the woman nodded. But whatever she was going to say next was cut off when Mickey streaked across the room to catch her in a hug that nearly bowled her over.

“Aqua!” He shouted in joy. “You’re here! I thought I wouldn’t see you again after we got separated!”

“Mickey?” The woman, Aqua, asked in confusion, finally removing her hand from her eyes. She blinked rapidly, reflexive tears dripping from her eyes as they settled on Mickey. There was recognition in her eyes, but also not total surprise. “How is this possible?”

Mickey shook his head. “I don’t know,” he chirped out while smiling broadly. “But you’re here, that’s awesome. And you’re not alone.” Aqua paused at his words, before looking to her side. She suddenly looked gutted.

“Terra?” She whispered out, a hand reaching out and touching the brown-haired man’s face. He twitched under the touch, and it was clear he was going to wake up next. “Ven?” Her hand moved to the boy, resting on his shoulder. “How…? Last I had seen, Terra was possessed and in the Realm of Light, and Ven was asleep, what happened?” But Mickey didn’t have any answers for her, and she swallowed, a complicated expression on her face.

“What?” Another voice asked, sounding more… annoyed than the rest of theirs and Sora turned to see Roxas pushing himself to his feet, Axel’s hands reaching out and helping him stand steady when he staggered. The other girl had yet to wake. “What’s going on?” His gaze snapped to each of them, growing wide when he saw Sora and turning angry when he saw Riku.

“As I tried to tell you,” Axel said drily, pushing himself to his feet and holding Xion in a bridal carry as she continued to sleep. Sora wondered briefly who the girl was. “We don’t know. You, I and Xion are dead while those four aren’t. And I can’t speak for the rest of them.” Roxas shot him a look, but Axel didn’t back down and Roxas sighed, taking a step back so he was closer to Axel and his cargo.

“I think we’re all in the dark,” a soft voice said, and they all jumped in surprise, none of them realizing that Naminé had awoken. The girl had pushed herself into a sitting position on her knees, rubbing at one of her eyes. Kairi blinked in surprise when she noticed her Nobody. “This place… reminds me of Castle Oblivion, but it can’t be, can it?” None of them could answer her and she sighed, getting to her feet. When she stumbled, Kairi crossed the room and helped her stand, allowing Naminé to lean on her. The Nobody smiled.

“Aqua?” A deep voice asked, and Terra sat up, an action that looked like it took a lot of effort and Aqua gasped, before lunging forward, carefully avoiding Ven, and wrapped him up in a hug, pressing her face into his shoulder. Terra let out an oof as she impacted him but wrapped an arm around her back. “How is this possible?”

“I don’t know,” Aqua said, voice muffled by Terra. “But you’re here. You you. And not just a shadow of my heart.” Riku made a soft noise and Sora turned to him.

“What is it Riku?” He asked the other boy quietly and Riku shook his head slowly.

“I don’t know,” he murmured back, shifting on his feet. “I feel like I’ve seen him before but… I must be mistaken, right?”

“I mean,” Sora muttered. “Wouldn’t be the craziest thing to happen in the past year.”

Terra’s eyes widened at the sight of them, and they swept the room he had found himself in, ending at Roxas.

“Ven?” he asked in shock and Roxas blinked at him.

“Who?” The boy questioned and Terra looked taken aback.

“Ven’s on the ground next to us,” Aqua murmured to him and Terra looked down, eyes lighting up at the boy who was curled up next to him. “I don’t know who everyone else is. Except Mickey.”

“Well, I’m Sora,” Sora introduced himself and Aqua pulled away from Terra to look at him. “This is Riku, Kairi, Axel, Roxas, Naminé, and the unconscious girl is Xion.”

“Sora?” Aqua asked, a mystified look in her eyes and Sora suddenly felt like he was on the spot. He rubbed the back of his head with one of his hands.

“Yes?” He said and Aqua relaxed slightly.

“Nothing,” she replied, rubbing the back of her head. “I just think… I think I’ve met you before.”

“You know me?” Sora asked in bewilderment, trying to think back in his head, and Aqua nodded.

“I met you once,” she revealed with a small smile. “When you were very small. Though, I don’t really remember what happened in that meeting. I’m sorry, it’s been so long.” Sora blinked, a fuzzy memory of a woman smiling down at him and Riku, a gentle look in her eyes. Had she been the one to make him promise… to protect Riku? Had that really happened?

“Wait, that was real?” He exclaimed. “I didn’t hallucinate that?” Aqua giggled and shook her head. Protect Riku, he hummed in his head. Unfortunately, I haven’t been able to keep my promise. He felt his smile dim slightly at his thought and Riku shifted from next to him, not looking at Sora.

Luckily though, before the tension could get awkward, a groan interrupted them, and Xion moved in Axel’s arms, blinking her eyes open.

“Xion!” Roxas exclaimed, hurrying forward to almost hang off of Axel’s arm to gaze down at the girl. “You’re okay!”

“Ro…xas…?” She wondered quietly and Roxas nodded quickly, having to back off for a second to allow Axel to place Xion shakily on her feet.

“Hey kid,” Axel told her, a smile flickering across his face, more genuine than Sora had ever seen.

“What’s… going on?” She asked, leaning on Roxas’s offered arm when her legs wouldn’t hold her up completely. Roxas’s arm snaked around her, holding her close, and there was a look in his eyes like he couldn’t believe she was there.

“None of us know,” Naminé replied and Xion started in surprise, turning her head to gaze at the blonde-haired Nobody.

“Naminé?” She questioned and the girl nodded in response to the unasked question.

Scraping on the floor announced the awakening of their final member and both Terra and Aqua gasped quietly as Ven opened his eyes slowly.

“Terra? Aqua?” He asked quietly. “You’re here?”

Aqua laughed quietly, quick and brittle, and reached down to pull Ven up for a hug, Terra wrapping around Ven’s other side. “Yeah, we’re here,” she said, with a tear-stained smile. “Though, where ‘here’ is... it’s up for debate.” Ven blinked in confusion, slowly extracting himself from their hold to look around. His gaze fell on Roxas.

“What?” He asked blankly and Roxas raised an eyebrow.

“I have no clue either,” he snarked, folding his arms across his chest and several glances looked back and forth between the two.

“They’re exact copies,” Kairi wondered quietly and both Roxas and Ven looked offended at that.

“Hey!” They both exclaimed, only to pause and give each other another look. Sora was tempted to laugh but guessed that it wouldn’t be taken too lightly.

“Okay, things are officially weird,” Axel muttered. “Xion, Roxas, and I are alive, Ven’s somehow still the same age, and Riku isn’t Ansemed.”

“Wait, Axel,” Roxas turned to the older man. “You know Ven?” Ven blinked, turning his gaze to Axel, scrutinizing him closely.

“In a way,” Axel shrugged. “I met him once, when I was younger. About eleven years ago, actually. And yet, he somehow looks the exact same age.”

“Eleven years?” Terra wondered and Aqua pressed a hand to her mouth. “We’ve been… gone for eleven years?”

“Yeah,” Aqua said sadly, and both of her friends turned to look at her. “Mickey told me, when we met again a little while ago.”

“Though, it’s been about eleven years now,” Mickey corrected gently and Axel made a face, as if counting the years back in his head. He tipped his head to the side in a quick, ‘not wrong’, gesture. “Ever since… that day.”

“’That day’?” Riku questioned and all four of them made faces before the sound of a groan cut them off. All of them turned.

Scratch what Sora had said about Ven being the last member.

Their actual final member, a boy with black hair, was pushing himself to a sitting position slowly. He shook his head, as if trying to dispel a headache before looking up at them.

And Sora found himself frozen as he stared at a mirror.

Everyone else was moving though.

“Vanitas!” Aqua spat out, surging to her feet and gripping Ven’s shoulder, tugging him backwards and behind her. Terra’s eyes widened and he was just a second behind Aqua standing to his feet. Mickey shouted in surprise, moving to stand next to Aqua, while Ven stared at the new addition in bewilderment. The rest of them were simply frozen in shock.

Sora jumped, confused by the sudden hostility. Mickey moved to put himself between Aqua and the other and he reached out a hand. Before blinking down at his hand in surprise. “Why can’t I summon my Keyblade?” He wondered and the three people near him looked at him in surprise.

Sora froze at that before reaching inside himself, trying to grasp the small spark that usually sat in his heart and gave him his Keyblade. Except, he couldn’t grab it. It was like it kept slipping out of his grasp, just beyond his fingertips.

The boy sitting on the ground laughed, throwing his head back for a slight second before looking back to Aqua and the others. They had clear surprise on their faces and Sora wondered. Were they Keyblade Wielders too? Were there more of them?

“Having some problems with your weapon, rat? Or you, Master Aqua?” He asked joyfully, his voice sounding similar but different to Sora’s. “How painful.” Aqua glared at him, vitriol in her eyes, but Axel cut it off before anything bad could happen.

“Um, who’s this?” He asked, hands placed on Roxas’s and Xion’s shoulders as if preparing to yank them back if Vanitas proved to be hostile like Aqua and Terra were implying.

“Vanitas.” Aqua all but growled his name. “A parasite who attempted to kill Ven and destroy numerous worlds. A being made of darkness and evil.”

Vanitas leaned his head on one of his hands, a lazy smile on his face. “Aww, you’re going to make me blush,” he drawled, eyes flashing with malice as she glared back at him. Sora was still torn between confusion about his mirror image and confusion about not being able to reach his Keyblade.

“Why can’t we summon our Keyblades?” Terra wondered, staring down at his hands in confusion. Sora felt the same confusion moving through the others, both Kairi and Riku looking down at their hands.

“It’s probably this room,” Riku brought up after a moment. “We’re already here, something else that was impossible.” While Aqua grit her teeth and Vanitas didn’t let up his smile, Naminé, having distanced herself from Kairi, moved forward a step and crouched down, frowning in confusion when she noticed something on the floor.

“Hey guys?” She asked quietly, reaching towards it. It looked like a small metal disk, a picture of an hourglass etched into the side. “There’s something here.” Lifting it into her hands, she turned it over in her palms, shivering at the sparks that flew from it. None of the others noticed her, however, too caught up in the situation with Vanitas, so no one stopped her from tracing the hourglass symbol on it.

A second later, she shouted in surprise, drawing everyone’s attention to her as light exploded from the disk, causing her to drop it to the floor. In its place, an image of a boy Riku’s age, with black hair and a black hat appeared, standing on the floor. The disk seemed to be some sort of holographic projector.

“Hello,” the boy said, addressing the room at large. “I assume you’re all awake, as the disk has appeared and activated itself. My name is Brain.”

“What’s is go-” Mickey started but was cut off by Brain.

“Apologizes if you just tried to ask something, but this is a recording. I can’t answer your questions, even though I’m sure you have plenty. Let me instead offer an explanation. You see, I am a Keyblade Wielder from Daybreak Town. You’ve probably never heard of it. I’m not surprised. By the point in your future, it’s been destroyed and abandoned for centuries. I am the holder of the Book of Prophecies, which allows me to look into the future. And the future I have seen, I cannot let pass.

“So, I have used all my magical ability and the magical ability of my close friend to create this… pocket dimension, if you will. I pulled you all from a certain point in time and while I would have liked to go earlier, the consequences of that were… bad. As well as going later. Thus, this is the time we have to deal with.

“This pocket dimension will show you both the past and the future. You need to learn lessons from the past and know what is to come if you are going to stop the future from coming to pass. And each of you is important and needed to make that happen.”

Even though Brain was a hologram who couldn’t see them, it almost looked like he aimed his gaze for a second at Vanitas. But that couldn’t have been possible.

“In order to make sure no… fatalities occur, your ability to wield your Keyblades is temporarily stripped from you, to make sure no harm is done to each other. This room should conjure everything you might need, and you all will be released to the exact moment you appeared from, once the watching is over.”

Brain sighed. “In truth, I don’t know if this is going to work. Perhaps it will be unable to stop darkness from prevailing and light expiring. But I have to hope that this will help in some way. I don’t know what I’ll do if it doesn’t.

“Good luck, all of you.”

A second later, the hologram flickered out and disappeared, along with the disk. No one said anything.

“Well,” Axel eventually said. “That’s some sort of explanation.”

“Gosh, an Ancient Keyblade Warrior sent us here?” Mickey wondered. “To learn about the future?”

“And the past,” Aqua murmured, momentarily distracted from her hatred of Vanitas, who looked miffed at being ignored. “What could be so bad that someone from the ancient past had to intervene?”

“I think we’re about to find out,” Riku said as the lights around them dimmed and the black screen against the wall started to lighten.

“Um, room?” Kairi asked suddenly, looking up at the ceiling. “Could we have somewhere to… sit?” A bunch of couches and chairs suddenly appeared and everyone but Vanitas and Riku jumped. “Well, at least the room is listening to us.”

“Are we really about to do this?” Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow. “Whoever that was could have been lying.”

“I don’t think we have a choice,” Axel told him before striding across the room and lifting Vanitas up to his feet by the back of his shirt, ignoring the snarl that Vanitas made. “C’mon, up. Ancient Keyblade Wielder said we all had to do it.” Vanitas glared at him, but Axel seemed immune to his look, simply turning his back on him and walking over to the sitting arrangement, claiming one of the couches for himself. Roxas and Xion took a seat on either side of him.

Sora looked to Riku, who shrugged helplessly. It seemed they were doing this.

Taking a seat on another one of the couches, Riku settled down on his left side and Kairi his right. Aqua and Terra took the final couch, Ven squished between them, while Mickey and Naminé sat in two of the chairs. After a second, Vanitas rolled his eyes and sat in the final chair, but not before pulling it backwards so he was further from them. Aqua looked just fine with that arrangement.

“Here we gone,” Riku murmured as the images on the screen finished forming.

~

Brain hit the ground with a groan as aftereffects of all the magic used hit him all at once, making him feel like he was going to throw up. A second later, Lauriam’s hands landed on his back and Brain felt the essence of healing magic ripple through him.

“Stop,” he forced out of his mouth. “You used just as much energy as me.” Lauriam didn’t respond vocally but the energy stopped flowing and Lauriam kneeled down in front of him.

“Are you okay?” He asked quietly and Brain paused for a second before shrugging.

“I’ll live,” he decided on and could tell it wasn’t convincing Lauriam at all. The other boy moved forward, and Brain felt himself being lifted slightly and placed down in a chair. Lauriam took the one in front of him.

“Do you think it worked?” The pinkette asked and Brain paused. He didn’t actually know. He hoped it did, he desperately hoped so, but in the end, they could only speculate. It certainly felt like it had worked.

“I think so,” he murmured out, the other side effect of magic starting to kick in, making him extremely sleepy. “It needs to.”

A moment of silence passed between the two of them, both of them pointedly not looking at the book open on the table in front of them, the book that had started this whole debacle.

“Do you think Ven recognized you?” Lauriam asked quietly. “We know he’s going to be there but… without his memories.”

“I don’t know and at this point, I don’t think it matters.” Brain’s hand started to slip from holding his head up and Lauriam took the position instead, allowing Brain to lean back against his chest. He rested the side of his hand against Lauriam’s chest and listened to his heartbeat. If everything the book said was true, he wouldn’t be able to hear it for much longer.

“We just have to hope they’ll do good things with the information they’re given.”

Notes:

So, I really shouldn't have written this. Because I already have too many projects in the works to also deal with this! But when have I ever been able to stop myself? It gets tiring sometimes, I'll admit.

Okay, as you can tell, this is a "watching the show/game/movie"-esc fic. I love these things to bits and pieces and couldn't find a good, long one for Kingdom Hearts. So I made my own!

But seriously, this won't be like my other works. I don't have an upload schedule for this, this is basically all I have written right now. This is honestly more for me than anything and I just wanted to share it. Updates will be few and far between, but they will (hopefully) be long and up to expectations, if anyone chooses to follow this story. Again, this is honestly more for me than anything.

I hope you enjoy the little of it that I've written and anything else that I will write in the future.

Comments are always appreciated!

(Also, just a bit of Blauriam there at the end. Readers of my works will know I adore that pairing)

EDIT: Coming back December 2024, edited some things to make them more canon compliant or story compliant. As well as fixed some errors.

Chapter 2: Destiny Islands

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“I’ve been having these weird thoughts lately…”

All of them jumped at the abrupt beginning, both Riku and Kairi turning to the boy in-between them.

“Sora, is that you?” Kairi asked, drawing the attention of the others who were watching in similar confusion. The boy nodded slowly.

“I think so,” he admitted. “But I don’t remember this. When are we starting from anyway?”

“When the adventure started?” Xion volunteered with a shrug, leaning against Axel’s side and Riku frowned.

“That could technically mean a lot of places,” he murmured out.

“Like is any of this for real or not?”

Roxas snorted. “You, of all people, are having an existential crisis at fourteen?” Sora huffed, trying to ignore the blush that was starting to creep up his cheeks.

“Look, I just said I don’t remember this part,” he grumbled out, moving his face to lean his forehead on Riku’s shoulder, steadfastly ignoring the looks he was getting.

“Why is it starting with you anyway?” Vanitas asked, a sarcastic drawl to his voice. When Aqua turned to glare at him, Vanitas raised an eyebrow. “According to what I’ve gleaned, our little… ‘spat’ happened eleven years before kid Keyblade came into the picture. Why are we starting here?”

Aqua hated that she didn’t have an answer.

The darkness fades away to reveal fourteen-year-old Sora, who blinks in confusion upon finding himself on a glass picture of Snow White.

“Well, that was abrupt,” Kairi whispered, and Sora smiled slightly at her remark, finally stopping leaning on Riku and looking forward again.

“So much to do, so little time…”

“Mickey?” Aqua asked, looking to the mouse king, who shrugged.

“I needed to find the Keyblade Wielder. The magic led me to Sora.” He paused for a second before continuing on. “I don’t know exactly why I said what I said, it was almost like something… compelled me to.”

“Well, that’s not creepy at all,” Axel muttered, getting an elbow in the stomach by Roxas.

“Take your time, don’t be afraid.”

Sora turns to the side and sees the glass plate in full.

“The door is still shut.”

“Wait Mickey, you knew that the door to the island’s heart was going to open?” Riku asked, sitting up a little, and the mouse king shook his head.

“As I said, I was compelled to say the words,” he responded. “I didn’t exactly know what they meant.”

“Couldn’t that also refer to the Door to Kingdom Hearts?” Sora wondered. “I mean, we had to close that too.”

“You found the door to Kingdom Hearts?” Ven asked in shock, sitting forward. “Wait, there’s a door to it?”

“Now, step forward.” Sora moves forward and three pedestals erupt from the ground.

“Sora, you really remember none of this?” Kairi asked and Sora screwed up his face as he thought.

“Well… maybe?” As he thought back, he could see, at the very edges of his mind, a green platform. “I don’t quite remember it, but I might?”

“Perfectly not confusing,” Axel hummed, getting another elbow. “Ow.”

Naminé worried that she might have accidentally done something more to Sora’s memory. Was the fact that he couldn’t remember her fault?

“Power sleeps in you. If you give it form, it will give you strength. Choose well.”

Even Riku was raising an eyebrow now. “What does this have to do with wielding a Keyblade?” Roxas asked. “None of those things are Keyblades.”

“I don’t know,” Mickey muttered, closing his eyes and trying to think back. Aqua furrowed her brow, also trying to come up with a solution.

“Keyblades are used for attack, defense, and magic,” Vanitas huffed, crossing his arms. “Sword, shield, scepter.” All of them blinked.

“Oh, that makes sense,” Sora said, looking at the things on the screen now with more clarity. “Good insight, Vanitas.” Vanitas blinked in surprise and hunched his shoulders a little as he looked away with a scoff.

“Anyone could have seen that, it’s obvious.” But he didn’t say anything more. Aqua rolled her eyes.

Sora walks over to the shield. “The Power of the Guardian. Kindness to aid friends. A Shield to repel all. Is this the power you seek?”

“I mean, it certainly sounds like Sora,” Xion murmured, eyes watching the screen carefully. Neither she nor Roxas had even been created at this point, so this was all entirely new to them.

Sora doesn’t do anything, but the shield disappears in a flash of light. “Your path is set.”

“Rude,” Roxas huffed out. “Didn’t even wait for you to answer.”

“Maybe he answered in his head?” Kairi wondered and Riku paused.

“Are we even in Sora’s head?” He questioned. “That looks like a Station of Awakening, but not Sora’s.”

“It would make the most sense if we were in Sora’s head,” Terra responded. “He didn’t disappear from your island, you would have noticed and remembered, and it makes sense that Sora doesn’t remember it as well if it was in his head.”

“Now, what will you give up in exchange?”

“What, can’t have all three?” Axel asked and Riku paused.

“Doesn’t that seem to be a law of the world?” He mumbled to himself. “You get one thing, and you lose the other.” Sora gave him a concerned look.

Sora runs over to the pedestal with the sword. “The Power of the Warrior. Invincible courage. A sword of terrible destruction.”

Everyone who had interacted with Sora before now made a face. That couldn’t have been farther from what Sora stood for.

“Seems more like something you would wield, Riku,” Sora hummed out, nudging his friend, who gave him a small smile.

“You give up this power?” The sword disappears. “You have chosen the power of the guardian.”

“Yep, that’s Sora,” Kairi said with a smile. “Always looking out for everyone.”

“Kairi…” Sora whined out as a blush overtook his face. She giggled.

“You have given up the power of the warrior.” The ground suddenly starts shaking and the pedestals crumble to pieces. Sora looks around in worry.

“What’s going on?”

The glass pane dissolves beneath him and Sora falls.

Several people gasped in worry.

“Guys, I’m right here,” Sora said after a second. “I’m fine.”

It didn’t seem like anyone believed him.

Sora falls through the darkness before a glass pane of Cinderella appears.

“Ella?” Aqua asked with a gasp, sitting upright, and she got several looks.

“You know her?” Kairi asked, having talked to Cinderella briefly in Hollow Bastion. The woman had been nice, sweet, but hadn’t mentioned ever knowing other Keyblade Wielders, like it seemed the other three were.

“Yeah, I helped her find her prince,” Aqua said, looking at the screen with scrutiny. “It seemed like she made it.”

“I helped her get to the ball,” Terra admitted, with a small smile. “Her fairy Godmother is… something.”

“I just got stuck as a mouse,” Ven huffed out, crossing his arms, and Vanitas snickered. Ven stuck his tongue out at his other half. “It’s better than what you did.” Vanitas glared at him.

Sora lands on the glass pane. “You have gained the power to fight.” The shield appears in his hand and several Heartless appear on the glass.

“Heartless!” Mickey gasped as he sat up. “In Sora’s heart?” Sora grimaced in worry, that couldn’t have been a good thing, but Riku waved the king off.

“I don’t think so,” he murmured, watching the screen closely. “They aren’t really acting like Heartless do. I think they’re just there for Sora to learn how to fight.”

“Why do they look like Heartless then?” Xion asked and none of them had an answer.

“What are Heartless?” Terra asked after a second and several heads whipped to the three sitting on the couch.

“What?” Sora asked in shock. “How can you not know what Heartless are? They’re everywhere! And they’re the main reason I have the Keyblade. To fight off Heartless.”

Ven frowned, looking at the screen. “Unfortunately, Terra’s right, we’ve never seen things like that before.”

“Then, what did you do as Keybearers?” Riku asked and Aqua grimaced.

“Mostly, we were just chosen because of our ability to wield a Keyblade. Not the other way around. And while most of the years were peaceful, in the end, we had to fight Unversed a lot in order to protect the worlds.”

“I remember them,” Mickey grumbled out and Vanitas hid a smirk behind his hand. Ven gave him a side look, the only one knowing that the Unversed came from Vanitas, but didn’t say anything.

“Well, you are from eleven years ago,” Axel said. “There’s a good chance there wasn’t as many Heartless that long ago, thus you never learned of them.”

“Huh,” Terra muttered as he looked at the creatures on the frozen screen. “Strange.”

Sora fights several of the Heartless with his shield, picking up green balls from them as they disappear.

Roxas couldn’t help but be reminded of Struggle and a sense of sadness washed over him. He missed playing with his friends. Not that they had ever really been his friends.

Darkness starts spreading across the pane, dragging Sora down with it.

“Sora!” Kairi exclaimed, her hands coming up and grabbing one of Sora’s arms in worry and Sora made a face.

“Remember, I’m fine,” he reminded them, as Kairi wasn’t the only one getting worried. It didn’t seem to reassure anyone.

Sora falls through the darkness and wakes up on a pink glass pane. There’s a door on it.

“I wonder why this one doesn’t have a person,” Naminé questioned softly. “It seems like the other two did.”

Sora walks over to the door, and it opens slowly, light spilling out of it. Sora cringes away from it, before walking through it, lighting washing over him.

“Reminds me of the Door to Light, right Riku?” Sora said, nudging his friend. Riku smiled tightly at him, but he was still concerned about Sora onscreen. When had all of this happened? Why had all this happened?

“The day you will open the door is both far off and very near.”

“Cryptic,” Axel muttered, with a glance at Mickey. The king gave him a shrug. He had already explained.

Sora runs up a stained-glass pathway, ending on a glass pane of Belle.

“This person, I don’t know,” Aqua murmured quietly.

“That’s okay, I do,” Sora replied. “It’s Belle. Her and Beast live in their Castle together. I’ve met them twice.” Riku swallowed, looking to the side. Even when he was traveling the worlds, trying to get Sora back, he still hadn’t been able to force himself to go to the worlds of the princesses he had hurt. Every time he did, he felt sick and everything bad he had done came rushing back to him.

“The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.”

Don’t I know that well, Riku thought, looking out of the corner of his eye at Sora. Sora’s light had eclipsed him, once upon a time, and he had fallen to the dark, doomed to the end.

Sora looks back and his shadow stretches out, pulling itself out of the glass pane. Sora staggers backwards in shock and fear.

“But don’t be afraid.”

“How is he not supposed to be afraid?” Ven asked, watching the beast rise on the screen. “That thing just appeared.”

“Oh, I hate those things,” Aqua hissed and it wasn’t just her two friends who looked at her in surprise.

“I thought the three of you hadn’t seen Heartless before?” Riku asked, raising an eyebrow and Aqua looked down at her hands.

“That’s not… entirely true,” she admitted, rubbing them together. “I’ve been seeing them a lot in the Realm of Darkness. Been fighting them off. I had to fight like… five of those things once, one after another.” She gestured to the Heartless on screen. “It was… not fun.”

“And don’t forget…” Sora runs away from the beast but skids to a stop before he falls off the edge. He turns back to the beast, summoning the shield to his hand. He attempts to fight the beast, and gets a couple of hits in, but is thrown backwards, the shield disappearing.

Sora could feel both his friends tensing to his side of him when the darkness started to circle around him, and the beast leaned over him. Reaching out, he took one of each of their hands in his.

“Guys, I’m here, I’m alive. I’ll be fine.”

“You hold the mightiest weapon of all.”

The darkness wraps around Sora, dragging him downward and smothering him.

“So don’t forget… You are the one who will open the door.”

Sora could tell that there were a lot of things people wanted to ask, but they were all silenced as they waited for the darkness to fade away and reveal that Sora was, in fact, okay. He just waited until Riku and Kairi would stop holding his hands in a death grip.

A blue sky appears overhead, and Sora blinks his eyes open, sitting up, before looking down and seeing the beach.

Several people relaxed.

“See, I’m fine,” Sora said, gesturing to the screen with the hand that Kairi released. Riku hadn’t let go yet.

“I always wanted to go to the beach,” Xion murmured, leaning closer to Axel’s side, and Axel wrapped one arm around her, holding her close.

“Well, when we get out of here, why don’t we?” He asked, feeling Roxas’s eyes on him as well. “We had plans for it.”

“Aren’t we dead though?” Roxas muttered, letting his head lean on Axel’s shoulder. Axel grimaced but didn’t say anything.

Naminé looked up at the screen in wonder. She had seen the beach through Sora’s and Riku’s memories but never for herself. And while this wasn’t technically real either, it was close enough.

Both Ven and Vanitas blinked as well. Neither of them had ever gotten that close to water.

Aqua smiled. It was good to know that it didn’t seem like Destiny Islands had changed that much while she was gone.

Sora sighs in relief and lays back down with a yawn, getting jump scared by Kairi a second later.

Watching Sora wasn’t the only one to jump either. Kairi giggled.

“So, it was probably a dream then, everything that happened,” Riku wondered out. “Or it looked and acted like a dream.”

“Explains why I can’t remember it,” Sora shrugged with a grin. “I don’t remember any of my dreams.”

Sora exclaims in surprise and sits back up, looking at Kairi in shock. Kairi giggles. “Gimmie a break Kairi,” Sora grumbles and Kairi tells him to get up and says that she knew she would find him snoozing.

“This was a… common occurrence?” Axel asked, looking at the two teenagers on the couch. Kairi giggled again and Sora looked away with a blush, finally managing to extract his hand from Riku’s.

“I liked to sleep on the beach, okay?” Sora huffed out. “Nothing wrong with it.”

Sora describes his dream to Kairi, and she bonks him on the head, asking if he was still dreaming. Sora said it wasn’t a dream.

“Well, it was, and it wasn’t,” Mickey sighed. “Very complicated.”

Sora thinks more about his dream and calls it bizarre.

Several people agreed with on-screen him.

Kairi walks past him, and Sora asks her about her homeworld, and she reminds him that she doesn’t remember.

“You… aren’t from Destiny Islands?” Aqua asked Kairi, something pounding at her head. Something she should remember. When Kairi shook her head, Aqua frowned ever so slightly. She felt like she should remember something about the girl.

“Why did you ask that anyways?” Kairi asked, turning to look at Sora. “You knew I didn’t remember anything.” Sora frowned, trying to think back to the day.

“I think it was mostly because we were building the raft,” he admitted. “We were going to go see other worlds, so I was thinking about yours.” Kairi blinked but nodded, accepting the explanation. “It could have also been from the dream.”

Sora asks if she ever wants to go back, and Kairi says that she’s happy on Destiny Islands though she wouldn’t mind going to see it.

Kairi grimaced, unseen by the others. In truth, she really just wanted to stay on Destiny Islands. But Sora was going to go with Riku on the raft, so she had supposed she had to as well.

Sora says that he wants to see it too. As well as every other world out there.

Mickey giggled slightly. “I don’t know Sora,” he said, slightly teasingly. “There’s a lot of worlds out there.”

Sora huffed. “I know,” he grumbled out. “And I’ve seen a lot of them. Fourteen-year-old me just didn’t know how many there were.”

From behind them, Riku asks if they’re forgetting about him and says that he’s the only one working on the raft.

Sora couldn’t help the smile that bloomed on his face when he looked at younger Riku. Riku… looked so happy with them. Like he didn’t have a care in the world. Sora hadn’t seen that look on Riku since.

Riku grimaced, turning away from his younger self. Stars, you made so many mistakes, didn’t you?

“Raft?” Aqua asked, turning to them and all three of the teenagers flushed to different degrees.

“We wanted to see the worlds,” Kairi eventually explained. “So we were going to get on a raft and go find them.”

Vanitas snickered. “You do realize that the worlds are in space, right?” Kairi glared at him, scrunching up her nose.

“Well, we know that now,” she retorted. “And at least we were doing something to get out of there.” Listen, she might not have wanted to leave, but she wasn’t going to let someone criticize Riku and Sora’s plan.

Riku walks past Sora and tosses the log at him, causing Sora to fall back to the ground. Riku says that Kairi’s just as lazy as Sora is. Kairi giggles.

“You were really interested in the raft plan?” Terra mentioned, the end of it coming up in a question and Riku nodded stiffly.

Riku sits down and Kairi says that they’ll finish it together and she’ll race them.

Both Sora and Riku couldn’t help the smiles that stretched across their faces at that, one bigger than the other. Races had been fun, even though Riku always won.

Kairi shouts go and the two boys take off down the beach, laughing, as Kairi follows them.

Isn’t that accurate, Kairi thought, slightly cynically. I’m always racing to catch up to Sora and Riku, who keep getting further and further away.

I wish we could do this again, Sora thought to himself, watching their younger self streak down the beach, laughing. But we haven’t been together and Riku hasn’t been that happy.

Stars, you had it all, didn’t you? Riku thought, a hairsbreadth away from glaring at his past self. Why’d you have to go and give it up for something as shallow as leaving? You lost Sora that way.

Aqua, Terra, Mickey, and Axel smiled slightly as they watched the kids interact with each other. All of them really had nothing to fear at that moment. No rules, no responsibilities, no danger.

Ven wished he’d had someone to do that with. While Aqua and Terra were great friends, and he loved them to death, he hadn’t ever really interacted with someone his age.

Vanitas and Naminé both flinched. They both wanted that so badly.

Roxas, watching the screen, reached out and grasped Xion’s hand, holding it gently. Once the girl looked at him, Roxas could see the slight mistiness in her eyes. “We’ll go there one day,” he promised quietly, holding her hand tight and feeling Axel’s hand settle on his shoulder and seeing his other arm hold Xion close. “And we’ll run down the beach just like they’re doing.” Xion smiled at him gratefully.

Even if she knew it could never happen, it was nice to speculate about ‘what if’s.

Later, at sunset, Sora and Kairi are sitting on a tree while Riku leans on the trunk next to them. Sora says that Kairi’s home is out there. Riku says it could be and they’d never know by staying there.

Terra couldn’t help the small smile that crossed his lips. Eleven years later and nothing had changed with the boy. He still wanted to leave, still wanted to gain the strength to protect his friends.

Sora asks how far a raft could take them.

“Not far enough,” Vanitas snarked and got three glares from said teenagers. He shrugged, unbothered.

Riku says that they’d find another solution if they had to.

Vanitas was very tempted to say something else but decided against it. Aqua was already gunning for his blood, he didn’t need these three teenagers to try and kill him either.

Kairi asks what they would do if they got to another world. Riku mentions he hadn’t really thought about it.

Terra hid his growing smile. He wondered if Riku had a plan, just simply wasn’t telling them about it. It would have made sense if he had been thinking about it, though. The young boy he had met had seemed very determined.

Riku says he’s always wondered why they were there on the islands. That if there are other worlds out there, why did they end up on this one. And he says that if there are other worlds out there, they’re just a tiny piece of something bigger. So, they could have ended up anywhere else as well.

Several people blinked, taken aback by the abrupt change in tone. Roxas raised an eyebrow. There was no way Riku of all people was this thoughtful and contemplating.

Mickey smiled at the boy on screen. This was the child he knew, who he had helped guide. Even though it had been hidden by the darkness, he was still there.

Riku says that’s why they had to go and find out and that just sitting there wouldn’t change anything.

Kairi says that he’s been thinking a lot.

Riku says it was thanks to her and if she hadn’t landed there, he wouldn’t have thoughts of any of it. Sora gives him a look and rolls his eyes.

Sora nudged Riku. “Liar,” he teased Riku playfully, and kept nudging him until Riku acknowledged him, shoving Sora’s arm away.

“Yeah, yeah,” he drawled out.

“’Liar’?” Axel asked, watching the two of them and Sora smiled.

“Riku was already thinking about leaving, even before Kairi came along,” he revealed.

“You could have just said that,” Kairi pointed out and Riku shrugged. Terra was glad that he hadn’t been misremembering.

The three of them were walking across a bridge later and Riku calls out Sora’s name. Sora turns and Riku tosses a paopu fruit at him and says that he wanted one.

Sora felt his eyebrows twitch slightly when he watched this part. He had always found this strange. Why had Riku given him a paopu?

Sora calls it a paopu fruit and Riku says that if two people share one, their destinies become intertwined. He knows that Sora wants to try it.

Mickey felt his ears droop slightly as he watched the younger version of Riku. Even now, he was trying to get an answer from Sora.

Aqua thoughts sounded like a very beautiful idea. Something to intertwine destinies. She had tried with the Wayfinders but that… clearly hadn’t worked.

Riku tried to hide the blush that was working up his cheeks. He knew that it was a stupid idea, he knew it. He just… needed to know.

Sora starts to ask something, but Riku runs away laughing. Sora tosses away the fruit and runs after him.

The screen fades to darkness before revealing a big, bright castle.

“Oh, Disneytown!” Mickey exclaimed, looking at the castle where he lived. “I didn’t realize we would be seeing this part.”

“You mean the part where you up and disappeared with not so much as a goodbye?” Riku asked, aiming a look at the king, who chuckled nervously.

“I… left them a note?”

Donald is walking down the hallway; several sentient brooms pass behind him.

Sora blinked, taking in Donald’s outfit. It was different from the one he always wore when they were traveling the world.

Riku watched as one of Sora’s companions walked across the screen. He couldn’t help but remember the pure jealousy that had burned through him when he had first met them.

Donald stops in front of a pair of huge doors.

“How is that practical?” Axel asked, gazing at the doors. Not even the doors to Castle Oblivion had been that big. Mickey giggled slightly.

Donald knocked on the door in a pattern and a much smaller door opened for him.

Several people blinked and then wrote it off as “Disneytown Weirdness”. There was always plenty of that.

Donald walks down the throne room, greeting Mickey as he goes. He starts to talk about the morning but pauses in shock when he realizes that the throne is empty.

A couple of people gave Mickey looks. Riku simply rolled his eyes good naturedly. That was Mickey in a nutshell.

Pluto appears from behind the throne with a letter.

Xion sat up. “Doggy!” She exclaimed, dragging the attention to her. She flushed, ducking her head. “He was around the areas where I went a lot,” she told them. “I fed him for a while, and he stuck around. Though he did disappear after a while. Sorry if he’s… your dog.”

Mickey shook his head with a smile. “No, it’s fine,” he told the girl. “Pluto tends to wander around the world. If he managed to wander into other worlds, it’s not your fault for finding him. In fact, I’m glad that you took care of him.” Xion looked up at the king and smiled gently, joy sparking in her eyes. Mickey made a mental not to find Pluto when they got out of here. He didn’t know that much about Xion, but it was clear Pluto had meant a lot to her.

Donald takes the letter and reads it, growing more and more agitated. The doors to the throne room are thrown open and Donald runs out of it, screaming.

Everyone in the room started laughing. Even Vanitas couldn’t help the snicker that escaped him at the duck’s panic.

Sora thought that was very Donald.

Donald runs to the garden, when Goofy is asleep on the grass.

“Much like someone I know,” Kairi whispered, poking at Sora, who waved her away with a smile.

Donald attempts to wake up Goofy but when it doesn’t work, he zaps him with lightning to wake him.

Sora couldn’t help but laugh at their interaction.

Naminé flinched when the lightning arced across the screen. It’s not Larxene, she told herself, trying to keep her breathing level. She’s not here and she’s not going to hurt you.

Goofy greets Donald and Donald says that they have a problem, but not to tell anyone. Goofy says Minnie and Daisy’s names, with Donald thinking he’s asking him, so he says not to tell anyone. Goofy greets the ladies and Donald spins around.

Mickey drooped slightly at the sight of Minnie. He didn’t regret staying with Riku, helping him grow and overcome what had happened to him, but it had been a long time since he had seen his wife. He knew Minnie understood, of course she did, but he still wished he could see her.

Donald laughs awkwardly.

The scene transitions to Sora sitting in the Secret Place, looking over drawings of him and Kairi.

The scene flashes back to when Kairi and Sora were little, drawing on the wall.

Aqua couldn’t help the small “aww” that came out of her at the scene of the little kids, and she heard the sentiment echoed by Mickey. Both Kairi and Sora flushed.

Riku looked away. That was our place, he thought. Just the two of us. Until Sora brought Kairi in. But then again, why wouldn’t he? Kairi is so much better than me, in everything.

As the scene goes back to present time, Sora draws himself giving a paopu to Kairi.

Sora felt his smile dim ever so slightly at that. He knew why he had done it; he knew why. Kairi had meant the world to him; she was one of his best friends. But he couldn’t help but think back to what had happened in the World that Never Was. They had both changed, drastically.

Kairi smiled as she watched Sora draw the paopu. She remembered drawing the second one after she got home. Maybe when they got out of here, she and Sora could officially share one.

Riku closed his eyes and tried not to think about anything. Seeing it that night, after what he had overheard, he couldn’t deal with it. So, he had destroyed the world.

Sora hears something behind him and turns around, asking who was there. A voice says that he had come to see the door.

Both Sora and Riku froze when they recognized the voice of Ansem. The person who had done everything.

“Who’s that?” Aqua asked, tipping her head at the figure on the screen.

“Ansem,” Sora hissed out, glaring at the person. “He hurt Riku.”

More like he only exposed the darkness in my heart, Riku thought, but didn’t say anything.

“You didn’t tell me this happened,” Kairi whispered to him, and Sora shrugged. At the time, he had simply found it weird and was half convinced he had made it up.

The voice says that the world has been connected. Sora is confused but the voice says it’s been tied to the darkness.

No, the darkness was here the whole time, Riku’s thoughts hissed.

Sora tells the voice to stop freaking him out before noticing the person in the corner. The person says that Sora doesn’t know what is beyond the door and Sora deduces that the person is from another world.

“Seriously Sora, you should have said something,” Kairi murmured, shivering as she watched Sora confront the person. Sora reached out and wrapped an arm around her, giving her a hug. At the time, it hadn’t been scary, but knowing now that he had been so close to Ansem, it was enough to make him slightly scared.

The person says that Sora knows so little. Sora says he’s going to go out there and learn but the person calls it a meaningless effort. He says that one who knows nothing can understand nothing. Sora turns to the door in the corner before looking back. The figure is gone.

“Sora, say something the next time you find yourself confronted by a mysterious figure spouting nonsense, okay?” Kairi asked and Sora nodded slowly, pulling his arm back to him. They both relaxed now that Ansem was gone.

In the sun, Sora talks to Kairi, who says she’s making a necklace of shells to protect them on the raft and to make sure they were connected.

“Oh, I tried that,” Aqua said, fishing her Wayfinder out of her pocket. “It’s not made of shells, because we didn’t have those, but it’s close.” Kairi blinked but reached out, taking Aqua’s Wayfinder in careful hands and looked at it. Sora pulled out Kairi’s lucky charm and the two of them compared them.

“It looks a lot like it,” Sora mentioned, looking between the two. “It’s really pretty.”

“Thanks,” Aqua replied, taking the Wayfinder back. “I had hoped that they would protect Terra, Ven, and myself, as well as link us, but… that didn’t really work.” Her shoulders drooped and Ven moved, leaning on her side.

“It did work, Aqua,” he reassured her. “We’re all three of us here now.” He pulled his Wayfinder out of his pocket. “See?” She smiled gently down at him while Terra pulled out his own Wayfinder.

Vanitas rolled his eyes at them, trying to ignore the stabbing pain that went through him.

That night, Sora and Kairi sit on the dock together, looking out. Kairi says that Riku has changed.

Riku raised an eyebrow. “I did?” He asked, ignoring the small part of him that jumped in panic. This was before the storm; nothing had happened then.

“I just meant that you were really focused on the raft,” Kairi explained, waving a dismissive hand.

When Sora asks her what she meant, she trails off. Sora asks if she’s okay. Kairi exclaims that the two of them should just take the raft and go. When Sora questions her, she says that she was kidding.

Riku couldn’t stop the flinch that went through him. It didn’t hurt any less now than it had then, hearing it from around the corner as he was about to talk to them. The two of them had wanted to leave him, to go out on their own. And maybe, it would have been for the best, he thought. If they had gone and gotten out before he’d had a chance to hurt them the way he had.

“Why did you say that, Kairi?” Sora asked, giving her a look and she smiled, trying not to let the truth show.

“I was just trying to get your attention,” she told him. “You were… distracted that day. But, now seeing what happened in the cave, it made sense why you were. Sorry.” Sora smiled at her and waved it off.

Axel, Terra, Mickey, and Aqua, however, could see the lie in Kairi’s words. While there was confusion in two of their gazes, Mickey sighed quietly. He knew from Riku that Kairi had always wanted to be close to Sora, it was how she was. He didn’t blame her.

Ah, unrequited love, Axel hummed in his head, watching Kairi carefully. I know it well.

Sora says that Kairi’s the one who’s changed, and Kairi says maybe. She admits that she was a little afraid at first but that she was ready now. And that she could always come back to Destiny Islands.

I wish I could, Riku thought. But he had changed too much to go back to Destiny Islands now. Back to their ordinary, boring life where everything was the same day after day. It wasn’t something he could do.

Unknown to him, the same thoughts were floating through Sora’s head.

Kairi tells Sora to never change before standing up and looking out. Kairi says that she can’t wait to set sail.

Kairi winced at the lie in her younger self’s voice. She hoped no one else could hear it too.

The screen shows a desk. “Donald, sorry to rush off without saying goodbye but there’s big trouble brewing.”

“See, I left a note,” the king said, looking at Aqua. She smiled slightly at him.

“Not sure why, but the stars have been blinking out, one by one. And that means disaster can’t be far behind. I hate to leave you all but I’ve gotta go check into it.”

“By running off to Traverse Town, waiting for a world to get consumed by darkness and then throwing yourself into the rift it created?” Riku asked rhetorically, raising an eyebrow at the mouse.

Mickey shrugged. “It was the best way to figure out where the worlds were going.”

“Mickey,” Aqua groused out, placing her head in her hands. “That’s incredibly dangerous.”

“I had to know,” Mickey said firmly, not backing down from his decision.

“There’s someone with a key- the key to our survival. So, I need you and Goofy to find him, and stick with him. Got it?”

Sora smiled slightly at the mention of the key and finding him. “Thanks for sending them, King Mickey,” Sora said, turning to the king. “They’ve been the best companions I could ask for. Mickey smiled back at him.

Riku tried not to think about Hollow Bastion and Goofy and Donald abandoning Sora. It was really the only reason why he still didn’t like them. They had left Sora, alone and without a weapon, in a place where the Heartless roamed.

So did you, his thoughts hissed. Well, it’s not like I’m pretending to be a good person.

“We need that key, or we’re doomed! So go to Traverse Town and find Leon. He’ll point you in the right direction.”

“Hah, no pressure or anything,” Sora muttered, tugging at one of the lengths of his hair. He knew the Keyblade was meant to save the worlds, but there were times when he didn’t know what to do. Certainly not alone, either.

“P.S. Would ya apologize to Minnie for me? Thanks pal!”

“Apologize to your wife yourself,” Aqua murmured, rubbing her temples.

“Don’t worry, once I see her again, I plan to,” Mickey reassured her.

Minnie says they’ll just have to go find the king. Goofy hopes he’s okay and Donald says that they’ll go find the ‘key’.

Sora smiled again. And find him, they did.

Minnie and Daisy say to be careful, and Minnie says that Jiminy will go with them, to chronicle their journey. Jiminy introduces himself.

“Oh yeah, he’s the one who travels in your hood right?” Riku asked and Sora nodded.

“Sometimes, I forget he’s there.”

Donald says goodbye to Minnie and Daisy and has to drag Goofy with him to come as well.

Several of them laugh at the antics.

Walking down a long staircase, Goofy asks Jiminy if his world disappeared as well. Jiminy says it did and that he was the only one to make it to the castle.

Sora, Kairi, and Riku all winced, looking away from the screen. Losing their world was still a bad memory for all of them, even if it was for different reasons.

Donald and Goofy discuss world order for a second.

“Who came up with world order anyway?” Terra asked. “I mean, Master Eraqus mentioned it, but the way he said it… it wasn’t as a big thing as Donald’s making it out to be.”

“Mostly me,” Mickey explained. “After what happened to you three and Radiant Garden fell, travel between worlds became… even more taboo, in a way. Some people believed that traveling the worlds caused the Heartless to appear, while others thought that traveling the worlds hurt them. In the end, it was just easier to have no travel at all and when travel did occur, it was best to not draw attention to it.”

Goofy says they’ll need new outfits.

Donald and Goofy enter the launch bay and Donald tells the crew anytime they’re ready. Mechanical hands pick up Donald and Goofy and place them in the ship, Pluto running after them.

“That… can’t be that efficient, right?” Riku asked, watching the sequence. Mickey shrugged.

Donald and Goofy leave in the ship.

“Huh, the worlds sure do look different from the outside,” Axel remarked as the sight of the Disneytown world was shown. Roxas and Xion both blinked in surprise. They had never seen the outside of any world.

They blast off through space.

Naminé, Vanitas, Roxas, and Xion, all watched in awe. None of them had ever been in space before, either using corridors or never leaving their world. It was… breathtaking. Even if one of them would deny that fact.

The screen shows Sora laying on his bed at night.

All three of the Islanders froze. This was it. The night Destiny Islands fell.

A storm is shown outside, and Sora worries about the raft.

“That’s your first thought?” Roxas asked but none of the Islanders responded. He looked over to see them frozen, staring at the screen.

A woman’s voice is heard calling for Sora. The window is open.

“Mom,” Sora whispered out, sounding like he had been punched in the gut. It had been so long since he had seen her. And even longer than he had thought. He had been asleep for a year after all. “Kairi, you’ve been at home. Are my moms doing okay?”

She nodded slowly, an uncomfortable look crossing her face. “Yes…” she started, trailing off. While Sora took that for an answer, Riku looked to her, knowing what Kairi was thinking. The two women had also been affected during the year break. They had also forgotten Sora. It was clear Sora didn’t remember that part right now.

Naminé flinched slightly, wishing for her sketchbook.

Sora makes it to the play island, noticing Kairi and Riku’s boats are both there.

“None of you should have gone out during a storm,” Aqua muttered. “It’s too dangerous.”

Well, I started the storm, Riku thought cynically. So, I didn’t travel in it.

Sora spots a growing pit of darkness and wonders what it is. Several Heartless appear and Sora fights them with his wooden sword.

After he gets rid of them, he runs down a path, finding Riku, who was standing at the edge of the cliff. Sora asks him where Kairi was.

Riku slammed his eyes closed and turned away, missing Mickey’s look of concern to him. He couldn’t… he couldn’t see this again.

Riku tells Sora that the door has opened and now they can go to the outside world.

Riku flinched again, feeling his hands curl into fists and his nails bite into his palms. Both Terra and Aqua watch the on-screen Riku in concern. What was happening to him?

Sora says they have to find Kairi and Riku says that Kairi’s coming with them.

Well, at least he was thinking about me, Kairi thought as she watched it. She hadn’t known this had happened.

Riku says there’s no turning back.

He hated it, stars he did. He hadn’t meant to fall; he hadn’t meant to allow darkness to manipulate him but…

Kairi and Sora had talked about leaving him. When he had gone to the secret place, Sora’s drawing was right there. He had chosen Kairi over him. He couldn’t do anything but hurt and then… and then he had opened the door.

Riku says this is their only chance and that he isn’t afraid of the darkness.

None of the watchers said anything. The ones who knew about his fall to darkness were sad and the ones who didn’t were concerned about what was happening.

Riku reaches his hand out to Sora and darkness starts to build at his feet. Sora attempts to reach Riku, but the darkness overwhelms him. Everything goes black.

All of them were worried. What was happening?

A spark of light is suddenly shown and Sora stumbles backwards, a Keyblade in his grip. Riku is gone.

What would have happened? Sora wondered, looking at his younger self. What would have happened if I had gone with Riku? Would it have been good? Or bad?

Riku had his eyes slammed closed, but he could still hear what was going on. He could hear the exact moment when Sora got his Keyblade. Got Riku’s Keyblade. Because Riku hadn’t been good enough.

Kairi blinked. She hadn’t ever seen that before. Was that how Riku had gotten lost?

Aqua and Terra exchanged a glance. It was clear that Riku lost himself, at least to a degree, to the darkness. But he seemed fine now. Sora and Kairi both seemed fine around him and it was clear that this moment was taxing on him to watch. But what had happened? How had Riku saved himself from darkness?

Roxas couldn’t help but remember that Riku had referenced a “dark power” when he had fought him. Is this where it came from?

Mickey sighed quietly. While he knew Riku would eventually save himself from the darkness and that it was an integral part of him now, there was still a small part of him that wished that Riku hadn’t gone through with it. That Riku was still back home, living life and being fine. But that wasn’t meant to be.

Sora looks around but is distracted quickly by more Heartless, which he fights off with his Keyblade.

He runs to the Secret Place, where he finds Kairi. She turns and says his name, but the door blows open behind her. He attempts to catch her, but she fades away.

“What?” Several people ask and Sora laughs quietly, the only hint of levity from him.

“Kairi’s heart went into mine,” he explained to the group around them. “I kept her safe.”

It was clear that wasn’t a good explanation for most of them, but they let it be for a second.

He gets blown out of the Secret Place, landing back on the beach. He looks out and there is darkness everywhere. The beast from his dream rises up behind him.

Aqua glared at it. She hated them, badly.

Sora fights the beast and destroys it. Wind starts pulling him up. Reaching out, he tries to hold on to a piece of wood but gets dragged up and away from the island.

In Traverse Town, Goofy and Donald look up. Goofy notes that a star is going out.

Destiny Islands, the three Islanders thought. Their home was gone.

Donald tells Goofy to hurry and the two of them walk off.

The screen fades to black.

“Room?” Kairi suddenly said, looking up at the ceiling again. “I think we need a quick break.” The lights around the room come back and the screen stays black.

For a second, none of them said anything. A lot had just happened. Riku finally opened his eyes. Sora looked away. Kairi looked down at her hands.

The adults exchanged glances. They probably needed to talk about this now.

Notes:

So the writing bug didn't let go of me today, thus I have this to share. After this, updates will slow way down.

A couple of notes:
1. As you could tell, I've put a couple of my headcanons into the story, such as Riku overhearing Sora and Kairi. This is what I believe happened and it's my story.
2. You might have noticed I skipped the cinematic in the beginning. I just didn't know how to write it and the characters' reactions to it.
3. Sora has two moms in my Pride oneshot, because it was all about pride. But I decided to use them again in this, so Sora has two moms!

As always, comments are highly appreciated! Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon.

Chapter 3: Traverse Town

Notes:

CW: First Person POV on a panic attack

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

“So, for the benefit of everyone who wasn’t there, what exactly happened, in quick notes, between then and now?” Aqua asked after a second, sitting forward in her seat and looking at the Islanders. The three of them exchanged a glance, Riku quickly looking away, and Sora decided to take the story.

“Well after that I arrived in Traverse Town and met Donald and Goofy, we traveled around the worlds for a while. We sealed some keyholes, fought some Heartless, and looked for Kairi and Riku. Then, after a while…” Sora trailed off, looking to Riku, who bit the inside of his mouth.

“I had been found by Maleficent,” Riku said shortly. The other Keyblade Wielders blinked in surprise, recognizing the name. “She… convinced me that she could help save Kairi who had lost her heart. I didn’t… listen to Sora.”

“After a while, we ended up in Hollow Bastion,” Sora continued with a quick concerned look to Riku. “Where Ansem, the man you saw before talking to me, possessed Riku’s body. I released Kairi from my heart and then Riku and I managed to close the Door to Kingdom Hearts, though from opposite sides.”

Riku scoffed to himself. Sora was skipping over a lot of the terrible things Riku had done. Well, it didn’t matter. The rest of them would see them soon.

“Something else happened after that, though I can’t remember it. Then I woke up and we traveled around more worlds, fighting people from Organization 13. After that, Riku and I ended up in the Realm of Darkness and now, we’re here.” Sora leaned forward. “What about you?”

“Terra, Ven, and I traveled around the worlds similar to you,” Aqua explained. “We were searching for each other. But… we were betrayed. Terra ended up possessed,” Ven jolted in surprise, eyes going wide and his breath getting caught in his throat, but one look at Terra was enough to tell him that bringing it up really wasn’t the best idea, “I was trapped in the Realm of Darkness, and Ven fell into an unending sleep. Vanitas,” Aqua said the name in anger and said boy raised an eyebrow at her, resting his head on one of his hands and watching the conversation with an expression of careful blankness. “is supposed to be dead.”

“Welcome to the club,” Roxas snarked from his place near Axel. “I suppose it’s our turn. Xion, Axel, and I were all part of Organization 13, a group of Nobodies who were attempting to create Kingdom Hearts to give ourselves hearts, which we lost when our Somebodies were split into a Heartless and a Nobody. Xion and I ended up fighting due to the Organization’s scheming and I ended up having to kill her.” Roxas’s gaze flickered at that and Xion reached out, taking Roxas’s hand gently and Axel’s hand settled on Roxas’s back in support. “After that, I was thrown into a virtual reality by that one,” pointing at Riku, “and DiZ, so I could die “at the proper moment” and bring Sora back. Which they got.” He sat back with a huff, crossing his arms.

Aqua, Mickey, and Terra really wanted to bring up the whole ‘I killed her thing’ but Axel moved on before they could. Perhaps intentionally.

“I kidnapped Kairi in order to get Sora killed by a Heartless so Roxas would come back,” Axel said bluntly, taking several people aback when he just blatantly admitted that he had been a villain. “But eventually, I tried to help and ended up sacrificing myself to get Sora and his cohorts into where the leader of Organization 13 was. So, I’m dead.”

“I’m from the part during which Sora can’t remember,” Naminé contributed in her soft voice, arms wrapping around herself again like she would have if she had a sketchbook to cling to her chest. “I’m Kairi’s Nobody and I thought I was also dead as well.”

“That part,” Sora started, leaning forward. “It will probably be shown, right?” Naminé stiffened and Axel’s eyes shot over to her in a second, knowing exactly why she was worried. And it wasn’t because she thought Sora was going to be mad at her.

“Probably,” Naminé confirmed, looking down, and Sora nodded.

“Then, we don’t really need to discuss it.” He sat back, leaning on Riku’s shoulder. He knew this was probably really troubling for Riku, so he wanted to show him that nothing had changed. Nothing was wrong now that they had to see it again. Riku had broken himself out of the darkness and he was here again. Sora wasn’t going to lose him, not over this.

“And Mickey?” Terra asked, looking at the king, who shrugged.

“I mostly was in the Realm of Darkness during this first part, then I mostly stuck with Riku, then Sora,” the king explained. “Nothing big happened with me.”

”Are we not going to discuss the ‘some of us should be dead’ thing?” Ven asked after a second and Vanitas scoffed in the back of his throat, giving his other half a dull look.

”Tell me, Ventus, if you have any idea how that’s possible,” he shot back drily. “Because if you don’t, we’re just uselessly speculating into the air and that doesn’t seem like a too good use of the time, now does it?”

Ven glared at him.

Aqua sat back with a hum, only Terra being able to see the worry and concern in her otherwise calm expression. Her fingertips danced on her leg and her eyes flicked around the group. Not because she was worried about what they would do, but because she didn’t know who to watch. It was clear all of them had some form of trauma response to something that they would be shown. Riku had succumbed to darkness, Roxas killed Xion, Sora forgot some stuff which had to be at least some version of worrying (She had grown up with Ven, she knew that for a fact), Kairi had been kidnapped by someone sitting in the room, and while they weren’t “kids” kids, both her and Terra had also been through some… things. And she highly doubted that any of them had taken a chance to sit and process it.

At least Master Eraqus waited until Terra and I were eighteen to have us take the Mark of Mastery. And even then, it should have been purely ceremonial, at least for the first couple of months. As the different groups descended into talking to each other, she pressed a hand to her mouth, under the pretext of supporting her head as she leaned to the side, to cover up the frown on her face. And maybe it was because she had memories of just about a year and a half ago, to her, about meeting Sora and Riku and them being shorter than her waist, even if the memories were fuzzy. She couldn’t remember much of the meeting anyway.

Terra prodded her in the arm, using Ven’s back as a shield to keep people from noticing he was doing it, and she flicked her eyes over to him.

You okay? He asked with his eyes. She paused, then shook her head minutely. Her eyes traveled back around the room before ending on Terra.

Kids, she told him, and he grimaced slightly. While he clearly hadn’t been on the same vein of thought as she was, he had clearly been thinking something similar.

Why are kids saving our world and who told them they had to?

“Riku,” Sora asked quietly, after the group had split into smaller groups after explaining what had happened. “Are you going to be okay?” With seeing everything all over again?

Riku didn’t answer for a second, still looking off to the side, before his eyes finally moved to Sora’s.

“I don’t know,” he admitted in a low voice. “Everything that happened, everything I did…”

“It wasn’t your fault,” Sora told him, reaching a hand out to take Riku’s, holding it close. “Maleficent manipulated you, you only wanted to save Kairi. And you helped us in the end. You closed the door!”

“I think you’re forgetting basically everything else that I did during that time,” Riku muttered, looking down at their clasped hands. “I hurt you, badly. I took the Keyblade from you in a place infested with Heartless, I let Ansem posses me out of petty jealousy, I didn’t stop him from fighting you.”

“But you sacrificed yourself to the Realm of Darkness to save us, you protected me for a year, you saved Kairi when she got kidnapped.” Sora looked up into Riku’s eyes, waiting until the older boy looked back to him. “I’m not going to let you forget that, got it? I’ll remind you every minute if I have to during these watches. You’re a good person, Riku. My best friend.”

Riku paused, an aborted breath going through him, before he sighed and looked away. “I’m not going anywhere,” Sora promised, holding Riku’s hand close.

Watching this, Mickey smiled slightly. He knew how much everything weighed on Riku, everything that had happened and everything that Riku had done. He was glad, at least, that Riku wouldn’t suffer alone during the viewing.

He was distracted by a sigh.

“Kairi?” He asked quietly, leaning over slightly to look at the girl. She was watching Sora and Riku interact with a melancholy expression on her face. She jumped in surprise when Mickey spoke to her.

“Oh, King Mickey,” she greeted. “How can I help you?”

“First, it’s just Mickey, you’re not one of my citizens,” he told her, smiling at the young girl. “And second, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong,” she started but quickly stopped when it was clear Mickey wasn’t believing her. “It’s just… They’ve both changed so much. And they’re so much stronger now. Yes, I have a Keyblade, but… where does that leave me?”

“Well,” Mickey started. “Sometimes things change, relations change. It doesn’t mean you’re not friends, you just have to find a new way to be friends.”

“So, Sora and I could repair our relationship?” She questioned, already turning to look at the boys, and Mickey winced. That wasn’t really what he meant. He knew what the girl wanted, and there was nothing wrong with it, but he had a feeling even though she knew things had changed, she hadn’t realized that they had changed too much.

“Maybe,” he said slowly. He couldn’t tell her that Sora was gone for her, he couldn’t do that to her. He needed her to realize it for herself, as much as that would hurt. And he would always be here as a shoulder to cry on if she needed it. All of the children needed support.

“Axel,” Xion said quietly, watching the room at large. “Should we be concerned about them turning on us when they see what we did?” Axel blinked in surprise before looking down at the girl at his side. Roxas turned to him as well, wide eyed from Xion’s question.

“No, absolutely not,” he reassured them, reaching out and placing his hands on their backs. “You two did nothing bad at all. You had no memories and the first person you met told you he could get you hearts, a sentiment only backed up by everyone you met. It is not your fault. And if they did, I would find some way to break out of this place and take you two with me, okay?”

Xion paused but nodded, looking a little bit more reassured.

“But what about you?” Roxas asked, watching Axel, who grimaced.

“I… did a bit more,” he admitted. “I did try to kill Sora on multiple occasions. And while I accept that many people are going to be mad at me, I don’t think they’d attack me over it. They’re heroes of light and all that.” Xion giggled slightly at the sarcastic lilt to his voice at the title and Roxas smiled, leaning more on Axel’s side. “We’re going to be just fine. My main concern is that you’re going to see what happened in Castle Oblivion.”

Roxas tensed, remembering the few days he had thought Axel was dead. The dull grey that had passed over his eyes and refused to leave, uncaring about the world.

“Everyone died at Castle Oblivion, right?” Xion asked and Axel nodded.

“But several of those deaths were thanks to me, so just… remember that.” Xion blinked before looking up at him.

“That’s not going to change how we feel about you,” she told him seriously. “You’re our friend. No matter what.”

Besides, she didn’t really believe he could have done anything too terrible.

Ven couldn’t help the way that his eyes kept flicking over to Vanitas. His other half didn’t look… sad in any conventional way, but he sure didn’t look happy or comfortable, despite his attempts to look so. It was clear that Aqua hated him, and Terra, at least, disliked him. If not for Brain taking away their ability to use their Keyblades, Aqua probably would have attacked and either severely hurt or even killed Vanitas.

And it wasn’t like Ven wasn’t mad at Vanitas. He had scattered Unversed across the worlds, had possessed Ven and attempted to kill his friends, and had caused Ven to fall into his sleep, which he had, technically, not awoken from yet.

But at the same time… He couldn’t help but remember the few memories he had from his time as Master Xehanort’s apprentice. It hadn’t been… fun, to put it lightly, and he had only been there for about a year. He couldn’t imagine dealing with it for four more years.

And it hurt that he knew if he tried to reach out, he would be rebuffed harshly. By both Vanitas and Aqua. But… Vanitas was a part of him once, and while he was his own person now, it didn’t stop Ven from being some form of worried for him.

He wished he could help him.

“Are we ready to start watching again?” Mickey asked the group after the conversations that had started petered off slowly. Several people exchanged glances, and Sora’s hand tightened around Riku’s, but no one objected. “Room?” Mickey asked, looking up, and the lights started to dim again.

The black square began to show images.

Donald and Goofy walk down the town and Donald wonders about where the key would be.

“Was he hoping you would just appear from the sky?” Axel asked with a raised eyebrow. “Mickey specifically said that you were a person with a key.” Sora shrugged. He was aware of Donald’s… lack of patience, but it hadn’t ever affected him badly.

Goofy says they should go find Leon. Pluto starts walking off and Goofy tries to draw attention to it but Donald ignores him.

Sora could help the small chuckle that slipped out of him. Had they followed Pluto, they would have found him much faster.

Pluto finds Sora.

“You were just there?” Aqua asked, watching the town. “Just appeared?”

“Well, Traverse Town was specifically created by the worlds as a place that people go when their world disappears,” Mickey explained. “People do just appear there once their world falls to darkness.” Aqua nodded slowly.

Pluto licks Sora, who wakes up slowly.

“Didn’t your world just end in a big, epic fight with a creature and a cataclysmic storm?” Roxas asked, seeing Sora sit up on screen. “Shouldn’t you be more awake?”

“Sora’s always slept very heavily,” Kairi said with a giggle. “No one can wake up Sora except Sora and apparently Pluto.” Sora shrugged with a smile. There was a perk to it. He was never tired because he always got enough sleep.

Sora looks at Pluto and remarks about what a strange dream. Pluto jumps on Sora, making him realize that it wasn’t a dream.

“No… you just got that?” Vanitas snarked, watching the events through half-lidded eyes. Sora shot him a look but didn’t say anything.

Sora gets up and wonders where he is. He asks Pluto.

“Did you think the dog was going to answer you?” Riku asked and Sora huffed. He would be more offended, but it was a nice sign that Riku was teasing him. It meant Riku couldn’t be too upset.

“Well, I was in a new world and had just seen… all of what happened in our world,” Sora defended himself. “How did I know the dog wasn’t going to talk?”

“Because he’s a dog?” Roxas deadpanned but Xion flicked him in the shoulder.

“Don’t be mean,” she admonished. “Sometimes, it seems like Pluto can actually understand and talk to you. He’s a smart dog.” Mickey flashed her a smile. He knew it well. It was why he entrusted his letter to Pluto. He knew the dog wouldn’t eat it.

Pluto runs off and Sora heads to the town square, remarking about how weird it was.

“That whole day was weird,” Sora sighed. He remembered; they went to Wonderland after this. That place would forever be bonkers.

He realizes he’s in another world.

As he walks, he sees a person stumble out of the alley before their heart pulls itself out of their chest and they turn into a Heartless.

All of them either jumped or felt dread settle into their stomachs.

“You just… saw that Sora?” Kairi asked, leaning on his side slightly. “Just like that, right as you woke up?” Sora nodded mutely. It had been scary, really scary. He had just fought several of those beasts before and it had hit him that those things had been people. Of course, he would learn later that they were nothing more than a dark will holding a heart, but it still had made him sick for a while.

Riku shivered as he watched the creation of the Heartless. It wasn’t his first time seeing it, but still. When he had traveled around the worlds, he had seen plenty of darkness and people succumbing to it, and his possessed self had made a Heartless out of Maleficent, but… A Heartless that close to Sora when he was still relatively new to the Keyblade and defending himself. Not to mention how much that would have scared younger Sora.

The others, minus Mickey and Axel, leaned forward. None of them had ever truly seen the creation of a Heartless before. Xion and Roxas had fought and destroyed plenty, as had Aqua, but the creation process was new. Roxas and Naminé both watched with a sense of… familiarity. It was how they had been created, after all. Roxas, at least. And the three former Organization 13 members knew that a Nobody had just been created. Probably a lesser one, like the dusks, but maybe they were mistaken.

Several Heartless rise up from the ground around Sora and he realizes that they’re the same creatures from the Islands.

He fights them off.

Riku couldn’t help but be glad that he and Sora had sparred so often on the Islands. Now, Sora had at least some version of knowledge on how to fight, even if it was now with a giant key instead of a sword.

Kairi was worried when she watched Sora fight off the creatures. She knew that Sora was capable now, but back then he hadn’t had any experience.

Aqua thought that Sora holding a weapon and fighting the creatures looked wrong, especially at his age. Yes, he was only a year younger than Ven, but he hadn’t been supposed to leave either.

A voice from behind Sora tells him that the Heartless will come at him out of nowhere. When Sora asks who it is, the man says that they won’t stop coming after him as long as he wields the Keyblade.

“Leon, I presume?” Terra asked, looking to Mickey, who nodded.

Leon wonders why it would choose a kid like him.

Aqua blinked at that. That was a good point, if not for the reason Leon thought. Who had Bequeathed the Keyblade to Sora? As far as she knew, that was the only way to get one. She and Terra had been Bequeathed by Master Eraqus and Ven by Master Xehanort, but who had Bequeathed Sora? It couldn’t have been someone from his home, because she assumed they would have told him if they gave him the ability to wield a giant key. And it hadn’t been her. It could have been Terra, but he wouldn’t have been that foolish to give the destiny to a child, right?

And who would even give it to Sora of all children? No offence to Sora, but there was nothing special about him when she had visited. No spark of light that she had seen in Riku, no Bloodline that she could tell, even if her memories of that day were fuzzy. Nothing about him at all screamed “Potential Powerful Keyblade Wielder”. So, who had done it? And why?

Sora asks what Leon means but he brushes him aside, instead asking to see the Keyblade. Sora says that Leon can’t have it. Leon pulls out his sword.

“Mickey, why is your friend attacking Sora?” Aqua asked tightly, eyes flicking between the Sora and Leon on the screen. Mickey paused, trying to think it over.

“I think, it might be to protect Sora?” He said slowly, getting several long looks from the other adults in the room and Riku. “He did just say that the Heartless won’t leave him alone if he has the Keyblade.”

“Don’t attack people if you’re trying to protect them,” Terra mumbled, mind flicking back to the last time he saw his Master. He curled his hands into fists to stop them from shaking.

Both Roxas and Xion gave Axel a look. “Oh shh,” the older man retorted, gently whacking them on the backs of their heads. “Our situation was different.”

Leon knocks Sora out.

Sora could feel Riku tense from next to him. “I’m okay,” he told him, nudging him slightly. “Leon has only been helpful since them.” Riku gave him a look. Sora could basically read it. You’re too forgiving. He smiled at Riku.

A girl tells Leon that he’s slipping. The girl is revealed.

“Yuffie,” Sora explains before anyone could ask. “She used to live in Traverse Town with Leon and Aerith.”

Leon said that he went easy on Sora. He says that things are clearly a lot worse than they thought.

“Because a child is holding a Keyblade?” Vanitas asked drily, raising an eyebrow. Sora paused before looking at Vanitas. Ven flicked his eyes over to Vanitas.

“Careful Vanitas,” he teased gently. “That could almost be interpreted as defending Sora.” Vanitas’s nose scrunched up, face falling into a scowl.

“It’s not,” he spat back. “Why would I defend kid Keybearer who is as clearly as pathetic as you?”

Ven didn’t respond but his smile didn’t fade. Vanitas huffed and crossed his arms, glaring off to the side.

The screen fades back into color, revealing Riku waking up on the ground.

“Riku!” Sora exclaimed. He hadn’t ever seen it; he didn’t know what had happened to Riku before he appeared in Traverse Town. “It’s you!”

Riku gave him a look, one eyebrow arcing up as he looked back to Sora. “Yes?” He responded. Sora flushed.

“No, it’s just that I never knew that this happened.” Riku looked away at that, swallowing, and Sora squeezed the hand he was holding again. I’m here.

Riku looked around in confusion, wondering where he was.

Sora suddenly gasped. “Riku, are you in Hollow Bastion?” He asked and Riku flinched slightly. A second later, he nodded.

“Hollow Bastion, the place where you fought Ansem?” Aqua asked, thinking back to Sora’s earlier explanation. Sora nodded. Aqua grimaced, trying not to let the worry show on her face. So Riku, who was already struggling with some form of darkness, was delivered on a silver platter to Maleficent, all alone.

Her eyes flicked to Terra. It was making more and more sense why Riku would have sided with Maleficent. She could have even pretended to be good, for a while at least, until Riku was too far in to get out. Terra knew at least how manipulative she could be, even if he hadn’t fallen for it. But he had been more secure in himself, had an already established mission, and had some idea of darkness and its components. Riku had none of that.

He calls his friends names.

Kairi blinked in surprise. Riku, of all people, was looking for her? She knew that he had been trying to get her heart back for her, even if she never found out why, but she had thought that had happened after he happened upon her body and just decided to do it. She honestly thought he would only be searching for Sora. Even before, when he said to Sora that Kairi was coming with them, it surprised her.

In the distance, Maleficent is seen watching him.

Riku wasn’t the only one to shiver upon the realization that Maleficent was watching him. He knew that she had been the first one he had seen, but still, seeing it was something else. Sora leaned a little on Riku’s side. He didn’t like to hate, he didn’t like the feeling, but he thought he hated Maleficent just a little, for what she did to Riku.

In Traverse Town, Goofy and Donald are walking down that path. Goofy remarks that no one is there.

“Why is no one there?” Naminé asked quietly, leaning on the side of her plush chair. “Wouldn’t it be full of people if the stars are continually going out?”

“Well, like Jiminy said, there wasn’t a guarantee that they would make it to Traverse Town,” Mickey explained with a sad smile, trying not to look at Riku as he explained. He knew that it would only make the boy feel worse. “He was the only one to get to the castle after all. Also, there were Heartless loose on the streets, not that it was Sora’s fault.” He gave the boy a look. “They might have all been hiding.”

Donald said he wasn’t scared only to jump onto Goofy’s back as he was tapped on the shoulder.

They all had a good laugh at that, the scene providing some much-needed levity to the room.

A woman asks if the king sent them.

“Aerith,” Sora said, not even needing to specify who he was talking about.

As Sora wakes up, he thinks Kairi is next to him.

“Sora?” Kairi asked quietly, knowing very well that she wasn’t anywhere near Traverse Town or even awake enough to be there.

“Yuffie looked a lot like you to my addled brain,” Sora said as an explanation. Kairi nodded.

She explains that the creatures were after him because of the Keyblade, even though it’s his heart they really want.

“They don’t get to have your heart,” Kairi murmured into his shoulder, and he smiled gently at her. She smiled back, an unknown light in her eyes.

Sora calls her Kairi, and she corrects him. The screen flickers before showing Yuffie.

“How old is Yuffie anyway?” Kairi asked and Sora paused before shrugging.

“Maybe, a little older than us?” He wondered. “I never really asked.”

Leon enters and Yuffie introduces him. Sora notices the Keyblade against the wall and Yuffie tells him they had to get it away from him in order to get rid of the Heartless.

Point to Leon, Riku thought. Why he couldn’t just explain that, Riku didn’t know, but at least he hadn’t done anything else.

Leon says that was how they were tracking him, and it wouldn’t last for long. He says that it was hard to believe Sora was the chosen one.

“Terra,” Aqua whispered under her breath, knowing Terra would hear her. “You didn’t Bequeath to Sora, right?” For a second Terra didn’t respond and she almost turned to look at him, but he shifted.

“No,” he said eventually, an uncertain note to his voice. But Aqua couldn’t hear a lie in his voice, so she let it go.

Terra wondered if she would let him say his goodbyes before she murdered him once it came out that he Bequeathed to Riku.

Leon picks up the Keyblade and it reappears in Sora’s hand.

“The amount of times where that has been useful in uncountable,” Sora muttered, hearing noises of agreement from Riku, Mickey, and the other teenagers. It was always nice when your weapon came back to you and villains couldn’t steal it.

Leon says beggars can’t be choosers.

Riku really didn’t know whether to like him or not.

Sora asks what was going on. The scene switches to Aerith explaining about other worlds. Goofy says they’re supposed to be secret. Aerith says they were secret because they were never connected.

“What would you call what Aqua, Ven, and I did then?” Terra asked, tipping his head to the side. “We traveled to the different worlds.”

“Yes, but you had special materials to do that,” Mickey told him. “Like my star shard and your gliders. The worlds themselves weren’t connected, but you could travel them.”

“Like Donald, Goofy, and I did later? Using the Gummiship?” Sora asked and Mickey nodded.

Aerith says that it changed once the Heartless appeared. Sora questions Heartless and Yuffie explains that they attack him. Leon says they’re beings without hearts, made of darkness.

“Wouldn’t that be the Nobodies though?” Roxas interjected. “We’re the ones without hearts and emotions.”

“Well…” Mickey started, but trailed off, thinking. The others thought about it as well, until Vanitas interrupted them with a laugh.

“Who named these things?” He snickered, oblivious or ignoring the looks Aqua was giving him. “The beings made of the body of the Somebody is called the Nobody while the beings made of the hearts of the Somebody is called the Heartless.” For a second, it was only Vanitas’s laughter before Sora snickered, hand clapping to his mouth to attempt to stifle the sound.

Riku chuckled slightly, as did Xion, while Mickey thought back.

“I believe it was the person you knew as DiZ, or Ansem the Wise,” the king told them, and while the Wayfinder Trio blinked in confusion, an expression of surprise malice crossed over both Naminé’s and Roxas’s faces.

“Makes sense,” Naminé spat out in a surprise burst of mean-spiritedness that made even her surprised, making several people turn to her in shock. “That man could never do anything right.”

A second later, Roxas burst out into full laughter, both at her comment and Vanitas’s older one. Any opportunity to make fun of DiZ was an opportunity he’d take. His laughter spurred on Riku’s, who in turn affected both Kairi and Sora. Xion started giggling when Roxas’s did, and Ven couldn’t help the laughter that slipped through him at his other half’s words. Naminé was already giggling again.

For a moment, the four adults of the room surveyed the multiple laughing teens, smiles flitting across their own faces at the moment of laughter in the otherwise tense atmosphere. Even Vanitas hadn’t stopped laughing since his comment, only spurred on by the surprising malicious statement from the girl in white. She had seemed so soft spoken. Unless you mentioned that man apparently.

“Do we want to know?” Aqua asked, raising an eyebrow at Mickey. The king smiled, eyes resting on Riku for a second, before moving back to Aqua.

“I don’t know most of it, but I think both Naminé and Roxas had… bad experiences with the man.”

“He was the one to trap Roxas in the virtual reality,” Axel explained, and she looked over at him. “He also verbally, and there’s a chance physically, abused Naminé for a year. And convinced Riku to be an accomplice to murder when he was trying to redeem himself.” Aqua blinked, taken aback, and could already feel a little bit of ire growing at the man, even though she had never met him. If he had hurt the kids…

“Yeah, none of us like him,” Roxas snarked out as the laughter started to die down. “What happened to him anyway?”

“His machine exploded and took him with it,” Riku said bluntly, and Roxas paused, before starting to laugh again. Aqua caught Naminé hiding a smile behind a hand. Well, if the kids didn’t like him, he couldn’t have been a good person.

As Roxas’s laughter petered out again, Sora shot a look at Riku. For a second, it almost seemed like the pre-Destiny Islands falling to darkness Riku was back.

Leon says that the darkness in people’s hearts attracts them. And that there was darkness in every heart.

While Aqua and Terra both made faces at that, both of them flashing back to Master Eraqus’s lectures about how bad darkness was, Kairi giggled slightly.

“Well, most of them,” she said and Ven looked over at her in intrigue.

“What do you mean?” He asked and she blinked, taken off guard by his interest.

“Well, there are seven “Princesses of Heart,” she explained. “They are characterized by having no darkness in their hearts at all. I happen to be one of them.”

Ven felt his mouth open slightly in surprise before snapping it shut with some effort. “Oh,” he responded vaguely, trying to think. He had never met another person like him, with no darkness at all. And even if he wasn’t… natural, like they were, it was still interesting. It would be nice to talk to Kairi sometime, get her insight on it.

Vanitas looked at his other half through the corner of his eye, knowing what he was thinking.

Yuffie asks if Sora’s ever heard of someone named Ansem.

“Both of them and they’re both terrible,” Riku quipped, and Sora laughed slightly. He squeezed Riku’s hand. He was glad Riku was able to joke and laugh like he used to. Even if it got worse deeper into the recordings, at least he had this moment.

Aerith tells Goofy and Donald that Ansem was studying the Heartless and recorded all his findings in a report. Goofy asks if they could see it but Aerith tells him it was scattered across the worlds.

Mickey couldn’t help the small spark of melancholy that went through him at the mention of Ansem. He remembered meeting the man all those years ago. Meeting him and seeing his lab, seeing the reports. Ansem had seemed like such a good person then, interested in only helping people. But pride and revenge could take everyone it seemed, and it was clear that the man Mickey once had known was gone. The man Mickey had known would never have treated Naminé like he did, even if she was a Nobody. He had adored Ienzo and any other child he had come across. The old him never would have taken something that Naminé’s status as a Nobody as an excuse to hurt her.

Distantly, he wondered what happened to Ienzo when the world fell. He would have been nineteen this year, if he had lived. Barely older than Aqua and Terra. Only three years older than Riku. Had he made it to one of the sanctuary worlds, like Traverse Town? Or had he perished in the fall of Radiant Garden, without even living a decade?

Goofy says that was probably where the king went. Aerith agrees with him.

Several looks were aimed Mickey’s way, who chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his head, ears twitching self-consciously. While that might have been a plan, it wasn’t the one he had eventually settled on.

Goofy says they have to find the king, but Donald insists on finding the key. Aerith calls it the Keyblade.

Sora asks if the Keyblade is the key and Yuffie confirms it. Leon says that the Heartless fear the Keyblade, so they’ll keep coming after him.

“Even if they weren’t coming after me, I’d still go out and fight them,” Sora murmured, watching the screen. “Other people can’t fight them off.”

Sora says he didn’t ask for it and Yuffie says the Keyblade chooses its master.

“Well, that’s not entirely true,” Aqua said, causing several looks to be aimed at her way.

“What do you mean?” Sora asked, sitting up, and Aqua made a face.

“Basically, Keyblades don’t really choose people,” she explained. “Instead, a Keyblade Master or Bearer, though it’s usually a Master, can Bequeath a Keyblade to someone, thus giving them the power of the Keyblade. It’s how Terra and I got our Keyblades. Master Eraqus Bequeathed them to us when we were ten, though he had already been training us for a couple of years.”

Ven couldn’t help the remembered agitation and jealousy that went through him at that. While he knew now that the reason Eraqus refused to teach him much was the X-Blade and his role in it, it didn’t make any of his past frustration and anger go away.

“So, someone must have… Bequeathed the Keyblade to Sora?” Kairi asked and Aqua nodded.

“Could it have been someone on your island?” Terra asked and the three of them exchanged glances.

“I don’t think so,” Sora said slowly. “We would have known about it then, right? At least, I like to think that whoever gave me the Keyblade would have told me about it.”

Riku furrowed his eyebrows, silently watching the conversation. All this… was reminding him of a long-forgotten memory. Something he had dismissed as a dream years ago. But now, hearing this and looking at Terra, could it have been a memory?

Terra, or at least someone who looked like Terra, kneeling in front of him, holding the end of his Keyblade to him. Asking him to touch it.

Was that… a Bequeathing ritual? Had Terra Bequeathed a Keyblade to him?

He blinked again, eyes flicking to Terra, who was watching Aqua with careful consideration, clearly thinking about what she was saying. Had Terra given him his Keyblade, all those years ago, in a memory that felt like a dream? But why wasn’t Terra saying anything about it?

Riku paused before resolving to ask Terra about it later.

“But what about me and Xion?” Roxas asked, resting his head against Axel’s shoulder. “No one Bequeathed to us.”

“Well, you’re a part of Sora, aren’t you?” Aqua asked, turning to the teenager. “You’re Sora’s Nobody and even if you don’t have a heart of your own, that shouldn’t stop your ability to wield a Keyblade. Just look at Xehanort.” It was clear that the last line was meant to be just for her, with the way it was muttered, but Vanitas still heard it and couldn’t help the snort that escaped him. Even if Master Xehanort wasn’t truly heartless, he surely acted like it.

Aqua jumped in surprise at the laugh from Vanitas, who immediately stifled the noise and looked away. She didn’t say anything, staring at him in shock. Had he just… laughed at something she had said? And it hadn’t been his mocking laughter, she knew what that sounded like.

“What about me?” Xion asked, bringing Aqua’s attention back to her. “I’m just made of memories.”

“Have you ever held Roxas’s Keyblade?” Terra asked instead, and Aqua looked to him in confusion. But he seemed sure in what he was saying, so she didn’t interrupt him. “Before you had your Keyblade?” Xion paused, thinking back, before nodding slowly. “I bet that Roxas accidentally Bequeathed it to you during that moment. Bequeathing, at its most basic, requires that the recipient of the Bequeathing has contact with the Keyblade and that the Bearer of the Keyblade has some sort of intent that the person holding either can use it, or hold it, or something like that. Bequeathings differ for each person.”

“So, Roxas… gave me his Keyblade?” Xion wondered, turning to look at Roxas who looked just as mystified as her.

“More like, gave you the ability to unlock your own,” Terra explained. Xion blinked but smiled at Roxas.

“Well, thanks then,” she told him, and he nodded.

“Of course,” he responded, holding her hand gently.

“Though, that doesn’t explain Sora,” Aqua murmured.

“Maybe, we’ll find out while watching this,” Mickey volunteered. “Brain did say that we’d see the future as well. Maybe an answer will be given then.”

Sora asks what happened to his home and friends. Leon says he doesn’t know.

Riku flinched again, smaller than before, and the only reason Sora felt it was because he was leaning on him. He squeezed his hand again. Still here.

A Heartless suddenly appears in the room, shocking Yuffie, who Leon tells to run. Yuffie runs into the next room, which has Aerith, Donald, and Goofy.

“Wait, you were that close to each other?” Kairi asked and Sora nodded.

Leon jumps out the window and Sora runs down the stairs. The door swings back to reveal that it crushed Donald.

There were few snickers from across the room, but the tension was rising again as the Heartless appeared.

Leon says to find the leader and he and Sora fight the Heartless.

“Leader?” Ven asked, trying to learn as much as he could about the Heartless. Once he was awake in the real world, he was going to help them save the world.

“Sometimes Heartless have leaders that direct them, but not all places,” Sora explained, getting a nod from Ven.

Goofy asks if they are the Heartless and Donald says to fight them. They end up being flung off the wall and land on Sora.

“And thus, I met them,” Sora said, a smile curling around his mouth.

“Are you okay, Sora?” Kairi asked, staring at the pile of three half pints. “That looks like it could have hurt.”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” Sora replied with a wave. “Barely a scratch compared to what I get now.” The four adults thought that Sora’s statement wasn’t nearly as reassuring as he thought it was.

Donald and Goofy spot the Keyblade. Rumbling sounds from all around.

More Heartless appear and Donald, Goofy, and Sora fight them.

“Do they ever stop?” Terra wondered only for a big one to appear on screen once the rest of the little ones disappeared. “I take it back.”

The three of them attack and destroy the Heartless.

“Good job,” Riku murmured, and Sora smiled at him.

Sora asks about Goofy and Donald looking for him. The two of them confirm.

Leon says that they were also searching for the Keyblade Wielder.

Sora couldn’t help the smallest sigh that went through him. That still hadn’t changed. It seemed like everyone was always looking for him or looking to him.

Goofy offers to a chance to Sora to come with them.

“Just like that?” Roxas asked, a hint of incredulity in his voice. No one ever… just offered things in the world. It was always take, take, take. And if anyone ever offered something, it was because they were using you.

Axel looked down at the boy, knowing exactly what was going through his brain. He reached out an arm and wrapped it around the Nobody, holding him close.

That wouldn’t be Roxas’s world anymore. Not if he had anything to say about it.

“Just the way Goofy was,” Sora responded with a smile, oblivious to Roxas’s true feelings about the question.

Donald agrees, causing Goofy to question him. Donald says he can help them find the king.

“Sora?” Mickey asked, the unasked question in his voice making Sora wince slightly.

“Yes, Donald and I had some… disagreements in the beginning,” he conceded, not looking at anyone in the room. “At the start, he only wanted to find you and I only wanted to find my friends. But we worked through our feelings together and we are friends now. No matter how it started.”

None of the adults said anything.

Mickey frowned. Donald should have been…

Leon says Sora should go with them, especially if he wanted to find his friends.

Sora leaned on Riku for a quick second, while his other hand snaked back and held Kairi’s. They were both here now. He didn’t have to search anymore.

Donald says he couldn’t come with them looking like that. He says no frowning.

Aqua narrowed her eyes slightly. That… while good and the way of the Keybearer, probably wasn’t the best way to explain it. Had Sora always been told that?

Goofy says he has to look silly, like them. Donald says the Gummiship runs on happy faces.

Terra didn’t completely understand what had just happened, but Aqua had suddenly gotten very tense. He shot her a look, trying to figure out what had happened, but she didn’t respond.

Sora smiles wide at them.

While a few others, mostly the teenagers, laughed at Sora face, Riku couldn’t help but remember the way that Sora had reassured him about going home. Was that something he had learned there? Just like now, it had made him laugh then too. Made him think for just a second that things would be okay.

Sora says he’ll go with them. They introduce themselves.

“Wait, you agreed to go with them without knowing their names?” Kairi asked, shooting Sora a look.

He rubbed the back of his head while laughing nervously. “They seemed trustworthy?” The look didn’t lessen.

The scene switches to a dark room where the image of Sora, Goofy, and Donald is shown. An unknown voice remarks on how they took down the Heartless.

Just like water dousing a candle, all lightness and levity in the air disappeared instantly. Sora shivered slightly. They had been… watching them? How was this even possible?

Riku went stiff at the sight of the room, where Maleficent and her cohorts had done most of their planning. He had avoided it as much as he could, but he had still seen it a few times. Just looking at it… Everything he had done…

He gently extracted his hand from Sora’s, thankful that the boy hadn’t noticed. He rubbed them together, trying to force all the negative thoughts out of his head and silently hoped that his mental state would draw darkness or light to his hands, which had happened several times when he had gotten stressed. The last thing he needed was to remind everyone of all the terrible things he had done.

One of the voices says that it wasn’t Sora, but the Keyblade.

Rude, a small part of Sora thought, taken aback. Riku had taught him to fight just fine, thank you. That was all Riku’s teaching.

Another voice asks why they don’t just turn him into a Heartless.

Several glares were aimed at the screen for that.

A voice says that the others were the king’s lackeys.

Mickey paused, trying to place the voice and trying to figure out how they would know about Donald and Goofy. Disneytown didn’t often get that many visitors.

The voices argue among themselves until Maleficent stops them.

Sora paused when he realized that all the voices were people he ended up facing during the search. He didn’t know how to feel about that.

Riku went full body stiff at the sound of Maleficent’s voice. Not here, not here, circled around his head in a mantra. It didn’t matter that she was clearly not here, his heart started to race, and he could feel the pre-battle adrenaline start to race through him.

She’s not here, he hissed at himself, curling his hands into his fists. A white noise started to build in his ears and his breathing picked up. She’s gone, she’d dead. She’s not here.

He ignored the memories of the woman in black, whom he talked to, whom he hated, whom he saw, and who was alive. It couldn’t be her because she couldn’t be alive, he killed her he killed her he killed her-!

Distantly he realized that he stopped being able to hear what was going on around him, but his breathing continued to rush, his thoughts spinning and racing around his head.

She’s not here!

A second later, he flinched, throwing himself backwards at the hands that suddenly grabbed his, forcing them from their fists. His eyes snapped open from where they had closed, but they saw nothing. He yanked on his hands, but whoever had them didn’t let go. Instead, they clasped their hands with his, rubbing their thumbs on the backs of his hands. Another hand settled on his back and he flinched again. Hollow Bastion flashed through his mind, the darkness that seeped from walls and threatened to consume him.

But something prodded him in the side, sharp and sudden, and it yanked him out of his thoughts. The hands switched to rubbing his palms and the hand on his back hadn’t left.

A voice slowly trickled in.

“-at’s right, deep breaths, you can do it.” It was a man’s voice, deep and soothing, and Riku latched onto it, anything to drag himself from the memories. “Deep breaths, in for four, out for four.” Riku tried to copy the voice’s instructions, tried to slow his breath to match the counting that the voice started. The voice paused for a second, before continuing with his counting, maybe catching on that Riku was following. The hands on his stilled, instead just holding his hands carefully, while the hand on his back rubbed in clockwise circles, a soothing, grounding motion.

Riku’s breathing slowly managed to match the voice’s, which was starting to sound more and more familiar, counting, and he slowly became aware of certain things.

Like how his palms were burning in pain, the kind that came from an open wound exposed to air. The spot next to him was empty and there was quiet whispers coming from an area across from him. His eyes were squeezed tightly together, twin trails of liquid staining his cheeks.

“Riku?” Terra asked quietly, and the sixteen-year-old slowly opened his eyes, wincing slightly at the sudden brightness of the room. His eyes settled on Terra, who was kneeling in front of the couch Riku was sitting on, Riku’s hands held in his own.

Behind him, both Kairi and Sora were standing near Aqua and Ven’s couch, watching Riku worriedly. Aqua was standing, a pace away from Terra, and the three former Organization members were watching him, one in understanding, two in confusion. Vanitas was also looking at him in… understanding?

Naminé was curled up on her chair, knees pulled to her chest, and Mickey was nowhere to be found. The screen had faded away to black and the lights were back up.

“Riku, are you back with us?” Terra asked, voice low and gentle, and Riku’s eyes flicked back to his as his brain started to function again. What had just…

“You had a panic attack,” the older man told him gently, no doubt seeing the question in Riku’s eyes. “Most likely triggered by Maleficent’s voice.” Riku paused, mind thinking back to what had happened. They had been watching and then…

“Oh,” he said dully, eyes dropping to the ground. He knew of panic attacks, his mother had often been inflicted by them, an unfortunate side effect of her anxiety disorder but… He never thought one would happen to him. He hadn’t ever had one, even when he had been going through it the first time. So why…?

“Gosh Riku,” Mickey said, and Riku abruptly realized the hand on his back was Mickey’s. Mickey jumped down to land on the couch at his side and Riku figured that Mickey had been standing on the back of the couch. “You sure you’re okay?”

Riku swallowed, trying to get his thoughts back in order. “Will it… happen again?” He asked quietly, trying not to look at the others in the room and just at Terra. He was supposed to be the strong one, was supposed to look after and protect Sora and Kairi. He wasn’t supposed to be this… weak.

Terra grimaced. “I don’t know,” he admitted, finally letting go of Riku’s hands and letting the boy see the ten crescent moon shapes in his palms. “These things… are hard to understand. But there’s nothing wrong with them.”

Yeah, right, Riku hissed out in his mind. He should be better than this.

“But we’ll keep an eye on it, okay?” Terra said, giving him a smile. “Tell us if you feel the beginning of another one coming on.” The older man stood from his kneeling position and Riku felt his eyes drop again. He couldn’t look at anyone else, not after they had just seen… that.

“Riku,” Aqua said, voice soft, and Riku looked back up at her. “Are you going to be okay to watch the rest of it?” He nodded once, trying to press confidence into his motion. He was going to be okay dammit. He wasn’t going to be as weak as he had been, both then and now.

Aqua nodded at him in return and she and Terra walked back to their couch. Sora and Kairi gently made their way back over and Riku hated the look in their eyes. It was pity. He didn’t need it. He was the one who was supposed to protect them.

Mickey gave his shoulder a final squeeze and went back to his chair, allowing Sora and Kairi to take their seats again. Riku determinedly didn’t look at them.

He would be fine. He had to be.

Notes:

Me: I just told them that updates would be slowing down.
Me: I have three other projects to work on.
Me: I want to get some sleep tonight.
My brain:..................... Consider-

And now I have another chapter. Huzzah!

Seriously, I didn't think I was going to get this done. I thought this would just be another project that I work on occasionally, switching it off with my other Kingdom Hearts projects. Nope!
This was originally going to be both Traverse Town and Wonderland, but I finished the Traverse Town section, and the chapter was nearly 9,000 words. I stopped it there.

Some notes:
1. I might start using some content from the novels in this. I own all of them (Kingdom Hearts nerd, thy name is me) and I utterly adore them. Mostly for the Soriku content. Obviously, if something in the novels contradicts the games, I won't use it, but there are some interesting extra scenes in them that I would hate to not put in there.
2. I am an unfortunate person who suffers from random panic attacks. It happens, it sucks, but I mostly have a system down now. And I know, every person has panic attacks differently. I just did my best to emulate mine and some of the things I use to get out of them. (Usually, its a cat, but there was none there so...) And in regards to Riku's thoughts: Having panic attacks does not make you weak at all. Full stop. Period. Over. And if you have them, never let someone tell you that. But Riku is a very jaded, guarded person, who feels like it is his job to protect his friends. So, he's not going to be happy about having one. Or future ones. It's going to be something that is addressed in this story.
3. I'm going to go into everyone's trauma in this. Riku's panic attack will not be the only one in this story. Just putting that out there.
4. I might be taking some... liberties on how Bequeathing works, but I had to do something to try and make Kingdom Hearts 1 line up somewhat with what we know. I have my own theories and headcanons about Sora's whole... thing, but I'll keep those to myself.

Thanks for reading and as always, comments are highly appreciated!

Chapter 4: Wonderland

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora would admit, he hadn’t noticed Riku’s panic attack in the beginning.

When Maleficent came on screen, he had felt Riku tense up, of course he had, but he hadn’t thought anymore of it.

It was only after Maleficent had come and gone, that he realized that Riku wasn’t calming down.

“Riku?” He asked quietly, nudging the boy in the side, as gently as he could. When Riku’s breathing didn’t slow, if anything it picked up, he turned completely to face the older boy.

“Riku, are you okay?” He asked, louder this time. He could feel the gazes of the others on him but he couldn’t look at them. Riku’s eyes didn’t drift down to him however, he didn’t smile his small smile that he used whenever he tried to reassure Sora. He didn’t do anything but stare off into the distance and shake.

“Riku?” Sora asked a third time and could hear from behind him that people were finally starting to realize something was wrong. A thump, followed by footsteps, sounded from behind him and a second later, Mickey appeared at his elbow.

“Riku? Can you hear me?” Mickey asked, reaching out to touch Riku’s shoulder. And Riku freaked out.

Flinching backwards with a sound that couldn’t be considered human, his eyes went wide, still staring nothing, before they slammed shut and he cringed backwards, his hands that were still curled into fists, jumping up for a second as if to protect himself.

A flurry of footsteps came from behind him, but Sora couldn’t make himself turn away from Riku. The older boy’s breathing continued to pick up and his eyes squeezed tight, twin trails of tears starting to leak from them.

“Sora, move,” Terra said gently from behind him, and Sora turned as Terra placed a hand on his shoulder, gently guiding his gaze away from Riku.

“What’s happening to him?” He asked, not caring that his voice shook a little. Kairi had sprung from the couch when Riku had flinched and Aqua gently guided her away. Terra took Sora’s hand and pulled him from the couch, moving to kneel in front of Riku.

“If I had to guess,” Terra responded, looking at Riku with a careful eye. “He’s having a panic attack, perhaps mixed with a flashback.”

“Panic attack…” Sora whispered out, the words feeling numb on his lips. He knew what they were, he had even seen one before. Riku’s mother had suffered from them, and Sora had seen it once when he was ten. It had been scary, but Riku hadn’t been bothered. Simply had pulled the drapes shut while his father had gently guided his mother over to sit down. It had been fine, normal, and while scary to the young Sora, he had understood and been reassured that they had ways to help with it.

It didn’t feel that reassuring now.

Terra reached out, carefully taking Riku’s hands in his and speaking quietly to him. Sora flinched when Riku did, wanting to say something, wanting to help, but he couldn’t do anything as Aqua guided him to stand a couple of feet back. Looking to his side, he could see Kairi was just as concerned as he was.

“What’s a panic attack?” Xion asked in a quiet voice, drawing the two islanders’ attention to the three Nobodies. While Axel didn’t look confused, if anything he looked understanding, the two teenagers had confusion written all across their faces.

“It’s when a lot of anxiety basically spills forth and the body can’t handle it, so the body shuts down,” Ven said lowly, keeping the volume of their conversation down as Terra gently spoke to Riku. Mickey had clambered onto the back of the couch and was carefully rubbing Riku’s back.

The four teenagers turned to him, and he flushed slightly, looking down. “At least, that was how Terra described it to me,” he continued. “I… had them frequently when I was still waking up and getting used to life without any memories.” Aqua looked back to him for a second and he smiled at her, silently reassuring her. She smiled back at him, before turning back to watching Terra. Naminé looked concerned about what was happening, but clearly didn’t dare to say anything, simply pulling her knees to her chest.

“And they’re… normal?” Roxas asked, tipping his head to the side, and Ven made a face.

“Well, no,” he replied. “They aren’t supposed to be anyway. But there’s nothing wrong with having them. Some people have them often, if they have an anxiety disorder, while others can get triggered by certain things, such as small spaces or blood or-”

“Seeing the abuser who tricked and manipulated you into attacking your best friend,” Sora cut in lowly and Ven wasn’t the only one to wince.

“Yes, that’d probably be one,” Ven conceded.

“You know a lot about them,” Kairi remarked and Ven nodded.

“Once I started having them, I researched a lot about it,” he revealed. “I wanted to know what was happening and thankfully, Master Eraqus had an extensive library. Terra learned about it as well, both from earlier… experience, and he wanted to be there for me. He helped calm me down more times than I can count, both from full panic attacks and the lead up to them.”

“Riku, are you back with us?” Terra asked, and all of them clammed up instantly, Sora looking back at the couch. Riku looked more alert than before, at least, and his eyes weren’t forced closed, instead gazing at Terra. His hands were still shaking, and he looked like a loose wind could blow him over. “You had a panic attack,” Terra continued, and Sora winced at the recognition followed by… some emotion, in Riku’s face. “Most likely triggered by Maleficent’s voice.”

“Oh,” Riku said dully, looking down and Sora was tempted to look away. To give his friend as much privacy as he could while he grappled with that.

Sora was also angry with himself. He knew this was going to be hard on Riku, he knew it. Riku had always been so… critical of himself, if Sora could call it that, and he knew, just from the few conversations they’d had since then, that Riku felt very strongly about what had happened due to Maleficent’s influence. He had wanted to be there for Riku, he had told Riku that he would be there for him. But now, when Riku needed him, he couldn’t do anything.

“Gosh Riku,” Mickey said, leaning down to look at Riku more fully. “You sure you’re okay?” Sora also wanted the answer. Riku had said he was okay watching the past but clearly, that wasn’t completely true.

“Will it… happen again?” Riku asked instead, looking up at Terra, and Sora could see the worry and vulnerability in his eyes.

“I don’t know,” Terra replied, letting go of Riku’s hands, who immediately pulled them close to him. “These things… are hard to understand. But we’ll keep an eye on it, okay? Tell us if you fell the beginning of another one coming on.” Riku looked down when Terra said that, and Sora felt another stab in his heart. Why couldn’t he do anything? He could help everyone else; he saved the world twice over. Why couldn’t he save Riku?

“Riku,” Aqua said softly as Terra stood, bringing Riku’s attention to her. “Are you going to be okay to watch the rest of it?” Riku nodded once, but Sora didn’t know if he believed him. But Terra and Aqua clearly decided not to push, so Sora followed their lead, silently returning to his spot next to Riku. He wanted to do something, maybe show his support. But Riku cringed away from him when he sat down and looked away, and Sora couldn’t find it in him to push.

A second later, the lights dimmed again, the room deciding that it was time to move on, and their eyes drifted back to the screen.

As the Gummiship flies through space, Sora looks out of the window and asks how the ship works.

“How does it work actually?” Sora asked, turning to look at Mickey. He was very carefully trying to make Riku feel normal again, which included asking questions, even if the only thing he wanted to ask was whether or not Riku was okay.

(Also, he actually wanted to know how the Gummiship worked. It had never been explained to him.)

“Well,” Mickey started before pausing. “They always just… worked.” He finished lamely. He would admit, he had never placed much thought into it. The ship worked on Gummi. “If you really wanted to know, I bet Chip and Dale would have an answer for you.” Sora nodded in response.

Donald says he can’t talk right now, and Sora asks if he could fly the ship.

“Sora?” Kairi asked, a hint of scolding in her voice.

“Look, I was fourteen years old and ecstatic about being able to go to other worlds as well as wanting to try everything out there. You’re telling me that you wouldn’t be tempted to fly the ship?” He replied, giving her a look in return. She huffed but didn’t answer.

Donald says he can’t and Goofy consoles Sora by telling him that piloting the ship was hard. Sora snarks that he would be better at it than Donald.

None of them could really argue with them, seeing the erratic flying on screen.

Jiminy says that the ship runs on mysterious power and Goofy confirms it’s why the ship can fly to different worlds.

Aqua paused, thinking. Was the ship similar to their gliders?

Jiminy explains about how it’s made of Gummi blocks, but they’re cut off by Donald who sees a world in the distance.

The few of them who had space traveled before constantly found themselves curious and in awe of every new world.

Ah Wonderland, Sora thought in his head. The one world in which I will be happy to never visit again.

The ship lands on the ground and Goofy, Donald, and Sora step out, only to immediately fall down a big hole.

“How did you miss that?” Vanitas cackled, a smile crossing his lips, something that hadn’t happened since the silver-haired one had his panic attack. It was too similar, too similar to the things that plagued Vanitas whenever Master Xehanort wasn’t around, when he didn’t have to control every aspect of himself lest he get himself hurt.

“It just appeared beneath out feet!” Sora exclaimed in defense of himself and his companions. “We couldn’t have seen it coming!”

The three of them float down, with Donald and Sora landing softly, while Goofy hits the floor with a thud.

Several people winced at the sound. Both Xion and Roxas were sitting up, however, as they were starting to realize where Sora was.

A white rabbit runs past them, worrying about being late.

“What?” Both Terra and Ven asked while Vanitas and Aqua blinked at it in surprise. Riku felt his eyebrow raise in confusion and intrigue.

Xion groaned, thunking her head down on Axel’s shoulder, while Roxas hung his head. Several people looked their way in surprise at their actions.

“You’ve been there too?” Sora asked, shooting a glance to Roxas and Xion.

“I never want to go back,” Roxas groused out while Xion nodded empathetically.

“It… can’t be that bad?” Kairi asked, but her voice trailed off when she saw the three looks being shot her way.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy stare at the rabbit in confusion.

It was the reaction that was being copied by several of the watchers.

He runs off, saying that the queen was going to have his head for it.

“The… queen?” Aqua asked, sounding a little scared of the answer. Sora made a face.

“The Queen of Hearts,” he explained. “And she’s… well, you’ll see.”

Sora wonders where the rabbit is going, and Donald says they should find out.

“Just like that?” Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow. “What happened to World Order? Weren’t they just talking about that?”

“I mean, if a talking white rabbit runs past you in full clothes with a pocket watch, you’re telling me you wouldn’t want to investigate? Wouldn’t that spark your curiosity?” Sora asked, looking at his Nobody, who paused before shrugging.

He would have, probably, but not for Sora’s reasons. He couldn’t feel curiosity after all.

The three of them follow the rabbit and arrive at a door, which opens revealing another door. It repeats again, before showing a passage.

“Wonderland everyone!” Sora exclaimed, throwing his hands out to encompass the screen. “Where nothing makes sense!”

The ones who hadn’t been there were starting to get an idea about why the three Keyblade Wielders didn’t like it.

The passage takes them to a pink room, where the rabbit disappears into a tiny door.

“There’s no way you fit through that,” Kairi said drily, looking at the tiny door on the screen. “Donald, maybe, but no way Goofy did.”

“We go through… a different way,” Sora admitted, remembering the shrinking potion.

“Did that doorknob have a face on it?” Ven asked blankly.

Sora kneels down in front of the door and questions how the rabbit got through, as the door was too small. The doorknob replies that Sora is just too big.

“And it speaks,” Ven muttered. Sora made jazz hands, as if silently saying, Wonderland.

Sora, Goofy, and Donald show shock. The doorknob tells them they woke him up.

“The doorknob… sleeps?” Kairi muttered, trying to find some logic in everything she was seeing.

Sora asks how they get small enough to fit through the door and the doorknobs tells him to look in the bottle.

Bottle? Kairi wondered before looking at Sora out of the corner of her eye. Don’t tell me Sora actually-

A table appears with two bottles on it. They realize that one shrinks and the other grows.

Don’t tell me he actually-

Goofy wonders if it is safe but Sora says the doorknob said it was fine. Sora drinks from the blue one.

“Sora!” Kairi exclaimed, turning and smacking him on the shoulder. “You don’t just drink something from a crazy world because a doorknob told you to! What if it hurt you?”

Sora laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head. “I mean, the doorknob mentioned that we had to drink it-”

“No, he didn’t!” She cut him off. “He told you to look at the bottle and you just drank it! What if it wasn’t safe to drink like Goofy said?”

“I… took that chance?” Sora defended himself weakly and Kairi sighed, rubbing her face, sounding far too tired for a fifteen-year-old. It wasn’t helping his case that several of the adults looked like they agreed with Kairi, Axel being the only one not bothered by it. Mostly because he had seen stupider things done by Demyx and sometimes Roxas.

And he and Isa had done some… things, when they were younger.

“I swear, Donald and Goofy need to be better protectors outside of the battlefield,” Kairi muttered. “They defend you from Heartless just fine, but they also need to be on the lookout for your own impulsiveness.” Sora laughed again but didn’t say anything.

Sora shrinks on screen.

“See, it was fine,” Sora started but quailed at the look Kairi gave him.

“It’s the principle of it,” she told him.

Donald and Goofy drink the liquid as well, shrinking down to Sora’s size. The three of them look around.

“Different perspective huh?” Terra murmured watching the three of them on screen. Ven looked like he wanted to try it himself. Aqua was silently promising in her head to never let either of them go to Wonderland without someone sensible going with them. So, her or Mickey, and even Mickey was up in the air. Mister let-me-jump-into-a-random-dark-portal-from-a-dying-world-to-find-where-they’re-going.

As the three of them jump down, Heartless appears.

“Here too?” Mickey wondered. He knew that Heartless were appearing everywhere, there was no end to them, but at the same time, they had really reached everywhere, hadn’t they?

The three of them fight them off and Sora runs up to the doorknob, trying to get through. But he doesn’t wake up.

“Rude,” Kairi whispered and felt Sora laugh slightly.

Donald notices a tunnel off to the side and the three of them run through. They appear in a garden and Goofy remarks that it looks like the gardens at the Castle.

Mickey blinked. He supposed they did.

The three of them notice the queen, who is sitting on a dais looking down.

Both Roxas and Xion groaned, Xion facepalming, and Sora looked like he agreed with them, even if he didn’t completely know what they were thinking.

“Another trial, seriously?” Roxas asked, looking at the screen in shock. “I swear, does she just have trials for fun?”

“She was holding a trial when you two were there?” Sora asked and Xion nodded. “Did it end in-”

“Her declaring the defendant guilty and ordering their decapitation?” Xion cut in with another nod. “Same thing happen to you?”

“Can she… do that?” Naminé asked quietly, watching the screen in fascination. So, this is where Sora got the memories for that one floor of Castle Oblivion. She knew of them, she had seen them briefly while… messing with his memories, but she hadn’t looked too deep. It wasn’t her mission. But even in that world, there had been a trial against the same girl it appeared to be against now. While that made sense, they were the only residents of the world that Sora knew at that point, she supposed the trial just made that much of an impact on Sora.

“Well, a good ruler wouldn’t,” Mickey said, slightly offended by the conduct of a fellow monarch. “She would listen to both the defense and prosecution before making the best decision for her world and people. Execution is not a good idea to always go with.”

“No, really?” Vanitas drawled, watching the scene. “Who would have thought?” Mickey didn’t even look at the boy. It would only either hurt the boy or hurt Mickey. Because while it wasn’t obvious when he had, unfortunately, been fighting him all those years ago, it was clear now that Vanitas was just like Riku had been after Hollow Bastion. A hurt, abused boy whose all paths in life were blocked and abandoned to the darkness. He hoped that he could help the other child now, like he had helped Riku. Though, he would first have to, at least, diminish Aqua’s hatred of him.

Speaking of, the woman had glared at the boy when he didn’t.

The rabbit from before runs up to the top of a tower and announces that the court is in session.

All the people who hadn’t been to Wonderland watched the scene with interest. While they didn’t doubt Sora, Roxas, or Xion, it would still be different to see for themselves.

Sora asks what a trial is and Donald and Goofy explain.

“You didn’t know?” Aqua asked, looking at the teenager, who shrugged.

“It had never come up at home before,” he explained. “And there hadn’t ever been one that I had seen.”

A young girl in a blue dress asks why she’s on trial.

“Hang on, the trial is on a child?” Terra questioned, raising an eyebrow. Aqua agreed with him. Regardless of what the girl had done, and that was even if she had done anything, Roxas and Sora had made it sound like the trial wasn’t even fair, she shouldn’t have to go through all of this.

Riku froze when he saw Alice. One of the Princesses of Heart. One of the girls he had kidnapped under Maleficent’s orders. She hadn’t even done anything. She couldn’t have been older than eight.

Sora saw more than felt Riku going stiff next to him, and his eyes immediately flicked to him, trying to make sure he didn’t miss if Riku was starting to suffer from another panic attack. But the older boy was still clearly aware, just uncomfortable and it didn’t take long for Sora to remember what had happened there. What had happened to Alice. While he had never gotten a confirmation, it was clear that Riku had kidnapped Alice from the cage, probably because of Maleficent.

Biting his lip, he thought. Riku had been stiff and tense ever since his panic attack and clearly hadn’t wanted physical contact, if the way he had been sitting showed anything, but Riku was also clearly upset right now because of being reminded of something. Taking a chance, Sora reached out a hand and placed it on Riku’s arm, causing the older boy to flinch minutely and turn to him. Looking into his eyes, Sora moved his hand down to clasp Riku’s hand. I’m here, he reminded with his eyes. And it wasn’t your fault.

Riku looked away, but he thankfully didn’t pull his hand out of Sora’s grip.

The rabbit says the queen is presiding and the queen is shown.

Okay listen, Aqua doesn’t like to judge on appearances. She does her best to judge on how someone acted. However, that woman looked unpleasant. She just did.

The queen says the girl is the culprit.

“Of what?” Ven asked. “The girl clearly doesn’t even know what the trial is about, so how could it be her?” He paused. “What’s her name, by the way?”

“Alice,” Sora responded and Ven nodded. Naminé had to bite her tongue. She had almost answered herself. She had to be careful. She knew that what she had done to Sora would be revealed sooner or later and while Sora had forgiven and even protected her during the time in Castle Oblivion, she highly doubted that anyone else would. She wondered if they would think her dangerous, like DiZ had. Or if they would even let her explain herself. She wondered if Axel would protect her, though she highly doubted it. He cared far too much for Roxas and Xion to put their lives on the line like that.

The queen says the reason is because she says so.

Several people made faces at that.

“Horrible reasoning,” Aqua said blankly, wondering how on earth someone like that managed to get in a position of power.

“I got the feeling that she was just like that,” Sora muttered, thinking back to his… less than stellar interactions with the queen. She just seemed like someone who liked getting her way and didn’t care who got hurt because of that.

Alice says that it’s unfair.

Almost everyone agreed with her.

Vanitas thought she and Master Xehanort would get along well.

The queen asks if she has anything to say in her defense.

Right, like she was going to listen to that, Sora thought, remembering the whole evidence fiasco. She’s just saying that to get Alice’s hopes up.

Alice says she’s done nothing wrong.

“Not going to convince that type, I’m afraid,” Axel drawled out, causing both Xion and Roxas to look at him. “She’s not going to listen.”

Alice says that she may be queen but that doesn’t give her the right to be so mean.

Mickey agreed with the young girl and hoped nothing bad happened to her.

The queen slams the table, causing Alice to jump, and asks if she dares defy her.

Axel wasn’t surprised. Neither was Vanitas.

Sora says they should help Alice.

Both Kairi and Riku thought that Sora could be too nice and impulsive sometimes.

Donald and Goofy say that it would be meddling, which they aren’t allowed to do.

Well… Aqua, Terra, and Ven all thought. They had done plenty of “meddling”, as Donald would put it, when they traveled around the worlds. It usually ended up helping.

Terra pointedly didn’t think of Enchanted Dominion, and he didn’t realize that the other two were blocking it out as well.

The queen says the court finds Alice guilty.

“Wait, what court?” Aqua asked. “There’s no jury to be seen.”

“The queen’s both the jury and judge,” Sora said and Aqua sighed. Typical.

The queen says for the crimes of assault and attempted theft of her heart, Alice would be beheaded.

“Oh, it was a Heartless,” Xion said before pausing. “Wait, how could she possibly have thought that the small, black creature had been Alice? It was clearly not.”

“People like that just what someone to blame,” Axel told her gently. “She probably would have accused anyone. Alice was just the unfortunate first person to come into contact with her.” Xion frowned.

Sora blinks in shock, recognizing that it had been a Heartless.

“And you guys interfered now, right?” Kairi asked, not wanting Alice to get hurt. Yes, she knew she survived, she had seen her in Hollow Bastion, but still.

Sora nodded.

The cards advance on Alice, who looks scared.

Kairi wasn’t the only one who wanted the girl saved.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy run in, disrupting the court.

“Dangerous, but effective,” Aqua noted. Kairi thought that the sentence could be Sora in a nutshell. Along with impulsive but kindhearted.

The queen asks who they are, and Sora says they know who the real culprit is.

Axel wondered if that would actually work. People like the queen usually wouldn’t listen but this was Sora. He just seemed to emit an aura that had people like and trust him.

Goofy starts saying that it’s the Heartless but stops himself. Sora says it’s not Alice.

“I don’t think that’s going to convince her, Sora,” Kairi told him gently and he shrugged. It was all he could think of to say at the time.

The queen says that it’s nonsense and asks if they have any proof.

“I mean, you didn’t need any proof in your conviction, so why should Sora need proof in his defense?” Roxas snarked, getting a poke in the shoulder from Xion, who reached across Axel’s lap to do so.

Sora pauses, trying to think and the queen says that Alice is guilty. Sora says they’ll find evidence.

“Sora…” Kairi groaned out, but a small smile curled up her lips. Of course, Sora would do that for Alice. He would do that for anyone. It was just part of his charm.

The queen says to bring her evidence that Alice is innocent or she’s going to chop all their heads off.

“Good luck with that,” Naminé whispered, quiet enough that no one heard her. While she didn’t manipulate or even touch Goofy’s and Donald’s minds as much as she did Sora’s, it was still clear in their minds how much they cared for Sora. She doubted that the queen would be able to cut off Sora’s head without having to face the full wrath of both the Guard Captain and the Royal Magician.

The guards place Alice in a cage and the three of them approach her.

Riku sucked in a quiet breath. It had been so easy to snatch her from that cage, especially once the curtain had been placed over it. A single shadow corridor under her feet and she was gone before anyone was any wiser.

Sora, hearing Riku, squeezed his hand. He realized that it was all he had been really doing to comfort Riku, but he knew the older boy didn’t like big emotional moments, especially when they weren’t alone.

Goofy asks if she’s okay and says that they’ll find the evidence. Alice introduces herself and asks who they are.

“She doesn’t look too confused about Goofy and Donald,” Kairi couldn’t help but point out and Sora shrugged.

“She did just see the rabbit talk and play the horn,” he responded. “Perhaps she just thought that it was a part of the world.”

“Wait, so she’s not from it?” Terra asked, narrowing his eyes. “Did she come from a different world? How did she do that?”

“Apparently, she fell down a hole,” Sora said. “Which is what we did too. I think she was from the world above, where we parked the Gummiship.”

Goofy introduces them and Alice says that it is nice to meet them, even with the circumstances, and apologizes that they got caught up in the trial.

“It’s… not her fault?” Aqua said slowly and Sora shrugged.

“She’s just polite,” he said, having gotten that feeling off of her.

Sora asks why she was on trial.

“Sora,” Riku said slowly. “You just heard why she was on trial. The queen announced it. Like, thirty seconds ago.” Sora looked down as a flush crossed his face but didn’t snap back. If anything, he was just glad that Riku was feeling better enough to tease him slightly.

Alice says she doesn’t know, just that the queen saw her and decided that she was guilty of something.

Xion couldn’t help but think back to how Saix used to treat her. Like she had done something wrong by just existing and daring to take Axel’s attention and friendship offer.

Donald says that it’s terrible and Sora asks how she got there. She explains that she was in a meadow with some of the older girls when she found a hole and fell down it.

“So just like you three,” Mickey said, thinking it over. He hadn’t ever heard of a world within a world, but perhaps it was possible.

Goofy says that it had to be the same hole they fell down.

“Except the one that you fell down was huge,” Roxas said. “While she found a smaller one, according to her.”

“Maybe there are multiple?” Xion wondered. Neither of them knew. They had always portaled straight into the area.

One of the guards shouts that the defendant should remain silent and the three of them move closer to speak quieter.

“Inconspicuous,” Vanitas remarked, sarcasm clear in his words. Sora almost caught himself smiling at the other boy. It felt kind of like when Riku teased him. But apparently the boy had done some bad things, at least according to Aqua. Maybe Sora should learn more about that, to tell if he really wanted to be friends with the boy. While it would take a lot to make Sora not want to be friends with him, maybe he had done a lot.

Sora tells her that they’ll find the evidence before the guards chase them away.

A couple of people wondered how the cards were even alive but dismissed it as Wonderland nonsense as Sora, Xion, and Roxas would put it.

Donald and Goofy discuss what could be classified as evidence. Sora thinks.

“Thinking hard?” Riku asked him, smiling at the younger boy, small and gentle. Sora beamed back at him.

“You know it!”

Sora asks if their smell and claw marks would count as evidence.

“So, you can think,” Axel snarked. Roxas snickered while Xion elbowed him in the side. When he looked to her, betrayed, she simply rolled her eyes. They were trying to convince the Keyblade Wielders around them not to murder them, thank you.

Goofy asks if Sora had ever seen anything like it before.

“That’s why he brought it up,” Terra muttered softly, feeling the slightest bit of memory filter into his head before he shut it out. No dark thoughts. Darkness is how he got possessed in the first place.

Sora says not around here but shows his sleeve which is torn. He says the Heartless got him before.

Already feeling Kairi turning to look at him, he smiled and placed a hand on her shoulder. “Just my clothes, promise,” he told her. She gave him a look but didn’t say anything.

Sora says that they could probably find more evidence like it around. Goofy sniffs Sora’s sleeve and says they do hold a strange smell.

Don’t I know it, Riku thought in his head. Though he doubted they meant it in the way that he did.

The three of them venture further into Wonderland, finding a forest filled with water lilies.

Aqua thought, under different circumstances, the place could be quite beautiful.

A pink, widely smiling cat head appears right in front of them.

Kairi shrieked in surprise, as did Naminé, both Somebody and Nobody covering their faces in fear. Ven sat up in surprise, half falling onto Terra, who wrapped an arm around him on instinct. Both of the older teenagers’ hearts had sped up, Aqua’s eyes widening. Mickey jumped in his seat and none of the others who had been there could stop the surprise that whipped through them. Even though they had seen it before, it was still surprising. It was only Axel, Vanitas, and Riku who had no overt reaction to it.

The cat head disappears and reappears in several different places before settling on the ground, a headless cat body balancing on it.

“What on earth?” Aqua breathed out, struck speechless. Both Naminé and Kairi had peaked out from behind their hands, and while Kairi dropped her hands and tried to calm her racing heart, Naminé decided it was safer for the time being to hide her face.

“Meet the Chesire Cat,” Sora said, gesturing at the screen.

“One of the wackiest residents of Wonderland,” Roxas continued, Xion nodding along. “He likes to speak in riddles and pops up every now and again.”

“And never stops smiling,” Xion finished.

“How…?” Aqua asked, gesturing at the headless cat and the three of them shrugged. They didn’t know.

The cat picks up its head and places it back on its neck.

“Okay, you know what, fine,” Aqua muttered out, rubbing her temples slightly. She was starting to get why the three younger Keyblade Wielders didn’t like Wonderland.

Donald yells out, asking who the cat is. The cat replies who indeed.

“Riddles,” Roxas snarked, gesturing to the screen.

The cat expresses sympathy for Alice, saying she’s about to lose her head and she’s not guilty of a thing.

“He also just… knows things,” Sora told them. “Like, this is obvious, but it got really weird later.”

He didn’t offer anything more than that, so they all just decided to wait for it to be shown.

Sora asks for the cat to tell them who the real culprit is.

Both Xion and Roxas got the feeling it wasn’t going to be that easy.

Chesire says that he always knows but doesn’t always tell. He says the answer, the culprit, and the cat all lie in darkness.

“He also refers to himself in third person,” Sora commented in an aside. Because why not?

The cat vanishes and Sora calls out to him, trying to get him to come back.

“If he had evidence that could free Alice,” Sora said, already explaining himself. “I had to try and get it from him.”

The cat’s voice tells them that they already left the forest, and he won’t tell them which exit.

Several people groaned, Sora among them. Even rewatching it made all his feelings of frustration that he had been feeling at the time come rushing back.

Donald asks if they should trust him and the Chesire Cat pops back up, making a quote about trust.

Both Xion and Roxas groaned again. The cat was so frustrating.

Sora says they should go through the forest. Goofy asks if they should believe the cat.

“We had to take the small opportunity that the cat gave us,” Sora muttered. “It was the only evidence we had.”

Sora says they had to and started leading the way through the forest, destroying Heartless as they went.

“Honestly, how has the queen not noticed those things?” Aqua asked, watching Sora make his way through the forest. “There’s so many of them.”

Sora shrugged. “I think she was purposefully trying not to look at them,” he replied. “So she could keep blaming Alice.”

Goofy remarks that they’re following them everywhere and Donald reminds Goofy that Aerith said that the Heartless followed the Keyblade Wielder, which was Sora.

Riku conceded that they had been right on that point, even if they had been mistaken on other things, according to Terra and Aqua. Ever since he had been using his own Keyblade, the Heartless had been following and attacking him. Even though he had darkness in his heart, they still followed and attacked him. While it was slightly disheartening that they wouldn’t leave him or Sora or even Kairi, now that she had her Keyblade, alone, it was nice to know that it wasn’t that there was darkness in Sora’s heart that they were attracted to. Sora was too good to have any darkness in his heart.

Sora apologizes for leading the Heartless to them.

“Don’t apologize,” Mickey told Sora gently, causing the teen to turn and look at him. “It’s not your fault that the Heartless are following you. You can’t control it.”

“I know,” Sora replied softly. “I just felt bad. Without me, they wouldn’t have been attacked nearly as much as they were.”

“But then they wouldn’t have you for a friend,” Mickey responded. “Some things are just worth dealing with for friends.”

Goofy says not to feel bad and that the king sent them to find the key, so they were sticking with him. After Goofy turned, Sora’s face fell slightly.

“Sora?” Kairi asked, noticing the change in the onscreen Sora’s face. Sora sighed.

“It’s just that it hurt slightly to hear that they were only sticking with me because Mickey told them to,” he revealed, shifting in his seat and looking down. “I know that Goofy didn’t mean anything by it, but… it did.”

Kairi blinked at the somber tone that Sora’s voice had taken, reaching out a hand to place on his shoulder. He blinked, raising his head to smile at her. Riku, looking down at Sora, gently squeezed the hand that Sora was holding. Sora had done several time to reassure him, so maybe…

“But it’s okay,” he told them and Mickey. “It took a while, but they’re my friends now. And they chose to stay with me, even after everything.” While his smile seemed to reassure everyone else, Riku’s face darkened slightly.

Did they though? He thought, remembering, with great pain in his heart, the moment in Hollow Bastion, when he had stolen the Keyblade from Sora and left him behind. Donald and Goofy had followed him, walking away from Sora and leaving him defenseless in a world full of Heartless. Yes, maybe they helped afterward and chose to stand with Sora against him, but that didn’t change the initial action. Didn’t change that they, Sora’s apparent friends, had left him behind. If not for the Beast, Riku didn’t know if he would still have a best friend.

And wasn’t that a scary thought?

Sora gets hit by a Heartless after spacing out for a second.

Both Kairi’s and Riku’s hands tightened on him.

“I’m fine guys,” he said, looking at each of them in turn. “I’m still here.”

Goofy gives him a healing potion and they work together to get rid of the rest of the Heartless.

Kairi and Riku relaxed slightly.

The three of them collapse on the ground after defeating the Heartless.

“Are you guys okay?” Mickey asked, worry for both Sora and his friends from Disneytown filling him.

Sora nodded. “We were just tired.”

Goofy and Donald comment on how tired they are before a small voice thanks them.

Sora felt a smile crossing his face. The flowers were one of the only good things about Wonderland. Several people focused on the screen in confusion, but not as much confusion as they would have had in the beginning. They had also slowly started to become accustomed to Wonderland strangeness.

The three of them sit up in confusion, calling out to whoever was speaking. The voice identified itself as a flower.

“The flower?” Aqua wondered and Sora nodded. Xion smiled. They were always nice to talk to, when she had the time to stop and chat with them after missions. Which, unfortunately, wasn’t that common.

Pollen falls on their heads as the flower opens. The three of them jump slightly.

“Did the flowers do something you?” Kairi asked, hyper aware of everything weird about Wonderland.

“The pollen just made us feel more awake,” Sora told her, and she nodded. “The flowers are just nice. There’s nothing really nefarious about them.”

The flower says that they couldn’t open with the creatures around and Goofy almost calls them Heartless before stopping himself again.

“Not that great about upholding World Order, is he?” Roxas asked and Sora frowned slightly at the jab against his friend.

“Maybe not,” he conceded. “But Goofy’s still been there when I’ve needed him.”

“I didn’t mean it as an insult,” Roxas responded.

Sora asks them which way the shadows went, and the flower points him in a direction.

“So, much more helpful than the cat,” Ven deadpanned, and Sora chuckled slightly.

The flower helps him get up to the spot he was pointing at and the three of them head through the greenery, falling down another hole.

“You did that more than once that day?” Kairi asked and Sora nodded.

“It was a weird day.”

They end up on top of the faucet in the pink room from before and Goofy comments on it.

“Oh, you guys are really small,” Kairi noted, watching them, remembering how the faucet looked before.

The three of them find footprints from the Heartless.

Several people felt joy in them at that, glad that they found some evidence to support Alice.

The Chesire Cat appears.

Roxas, Sora, and Xion weren’t the only ones to groan when he appeared, both Kairi and Ven joined their chorus. That cat was frustrating.

The cat comments on what they found, and Sora says they can save Alice. The cat says that Alice may be innocent but asks about them.

Sora looked down at the ground when Chesire’s question was asked. At the time, he hadn’t thought much about it, simply brushing it off as another weird part of the day. And even now, he could just dismiss it as the Chesire Cat just being the Chesire Cat but… he couldn’t help but think.

At this point, he had destroyed an uncountable amount of Heartless. Yes, they weren’t really alive, just darkness molded around broken hearts, but they had been people once. But the big thing that was eating at him was the number of people he had killed.

Ansem.

Xaldin.

Demyx.

Saix.

Xemnas.

And yes, they had been doing bad. They had been hurting the worlds, hurting people. But that didn’t change anything.

They were still gone.

He has still killed them.

She may be innocent but what about you? The Chesire Cat’s question echoed in his ears.

He didn’t know.

Goofy asks what the Chesire Cat means but he responds that he won’t tell.

“Shocker,” Roxas grumbled.

The cat disappears and Sora wonders what that was about. Goofy gets the piece of evidence.

“And now you go be the hero like you always are,” Riku murmured, an unknown note in his voice. Sora tipped his head, looking up at the boy but didn’t say anything. He could ask Riku about it later.

The three discuss that they haven’t found the Keyhole yet and that they will probably have to fight another big creature.

“Did you have to every time you closed a Keyhole?” Aqua asked and Sora nodded. It was annoying, he would admit.

The three of them head back to the court.

They braced themselves for the fallout. They doubted the queen would take it lightly.

Sora tells Alice that they’ll get her out and she thanks them. The queen calls the court to session.

Sora could already feel a bit of frustration sinking into him as he thought about what the queen had pulled. It had made him mad then and it made him mad now.

Sora presents the evidence to the queen who looks unimpressed. She has one of her soldiers bring out two boxes and puts Sora’s evidence in one before mixing them and telling Sora to choose.

“She can’t do that!” Kairi exclaimed, sitting up in anger and shock, a sentiment repeated by several other people in the room.

Sora shrugged helplessly. “She didn’t want to lose,” he muttered, crinkling his nose.

Roxas couldn’t help but be glad that he and Xion had never had to actually interact with the queen in person. He had a feeling he would have attempted to commit regicide.

Sora walks forward and chooses one of the boxes, ignoring Donald’s and Goofy’s suggestions. A Heartless springs out of the box.

Several people jumped in surprise. Well, if that didn’t convince the queen…

The queen is in shock and Sora says that it’s the evidence that Alice is innocent. The queen refuses to believe it and orders her soldiers to behead them.

Kairi scoffed and grumbled something under her breath, snuggling closer to Sora as the cards advanced on them.

“Please tell me you defeated her,” Ven asked and Sora nodded with a smile.

“Don’t worry, we did.”

One of the soldiers brings Alice’s cage up to the top of the tower.

Riku froze, remembering what had happened. It had been so easy to just… It had been for Kairi, for Sora… He didn’t know Alice, why should he worry about her?

A second later, Sora’s hand gripped his and squeezed it tight, pulling Riku’s attention back to him.

“This does not make you a bad person,” Sora told him seriously, making several of the people who didn’t know what happened look to them in confusion. But Sora didn’t offer any explanation so they settled back in to watch, assuming that it would be explained later. Riku looked away, closing his eyes. Sora didn’t know that.

Sora and the others fight off the card soldiers and bring down the cage holding Alice. But she’s gone.

Riku flinched, holding Sora’s hand tight as he tried not to remember. It had been so easy… In more ways than one.

Aqua looked at the screen before her eyes shifted to Riku. She had been able to glean from what Riku had said, from what Sora and Mickey said, that Riku had helped Maleficent for a time, in an effort to save Kairi. It was probably that Riku’d had a hand in kidnapping Alice. It was why he was so distraught at the moment.

Honestly, how much had this boy gone through? She wondered to herself. She had seen him use the darkness to leave Destiny Islands, she knew that it had taken him in one way or another. And while the Master’s speeches about the evilness of darkness were continually on loop in the back of her head, she couldn’t find it in herself to be mad or scared of Riku. He just looked like a hurt boy, who had gotten used and abused from the second he took a step off his islands and was just doing his best in a horrible situation. So, how could she be mad at him when he was just trying to survive?

She hadn’t realized yet that her line of thought could be applied to more than just one person in the room.

And besides, he hadn’t really been taught like her and the others had. She couldn’t completely fault him for not knowing something he had never been taught.

Now though, now she could be there for them and help steer him away from the darkness before it got too much for him.

Donald realizes Alice must have gotten kidnapped while they were fighting.

Slowly, other people in the room were starting to realize who had kidnapped her, taking Sora’s words into account.

The queen says to find who did it, no matter how. The card soldiers run off.

At least they weren’t attacking Sora anymore.

As the three of them walk back, Goofy asks Sora why he thinks the Heartless kidnapped her. He asks who else could have done it.

Riku closed his eyes slowly, breathing carefully out through his nose. Sora gave him a look, trying to make sure he didn’t miss if Riku had another panic attack.

The Chesire Cat appears, and Sora asks if he knows where Alice is. He says he doesn’t, but he did see shadows.

“He’s actually helping you?” Xion asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Give it a second,” Sora replied.

Sora asks where he saw them and the Chesire Cat gives them a riddle before mentioning the forest.

“Ah,” Xion grumbled. Not surprising.

Sora and the others find a tea party that’s been abandoned.

“Did the Heartless get them?” Naminé asked quietly and Sora paused.

“I don’t know,” he replied. “We never found them.”

They enter the house, and the cat says that the Heartless are hiding somewhere. Sora and the others fight their way through before ending up back in the room where they first shrank.

“How did you get there?” Kairi asked and Sora shrugged.

The cat tells them they’ll get a better view from higher up. Sora and the others get up to the table and the cat says that the shadows would be there soon. A giant Heartless descends from the ceiling.

“I assume that’s the big one guarding the Keyhole?” Aqua asked and Sora nodded to her.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy fight the Heartless until it collapses.

“Good job,” Kairi whispered to him, with similar murmurs of congratulations being passed around the room, making Sora smile.

He was just doing the job of the Keybearer.

Sora mentions that Alice isn’t there and wonders where she could be.

“You thought the giant Heartless would have her?” Terra asked and Sora looked down with a nod. Riku looked away.

The doorknob wakes up slowly and asks how he’s supposed to sleep. When he yawns, the Keyhole is visible inside.

“Are all Keyholes that… strange?” Aqua wondered and Sora thought back.

“Not as weird but they’re never where you’d think they be,” Sora responded.

The Keyblade locks it, to Sora’s confusion.

Both Aqua and Terra watched in interest. Master Eraqus had never mentioned that before. Perhaps that was a technique they could learn.

Sora says that they defeated the creature but didn’t find Alice. Or the king or his friends.

Sora took a deep breath. They were here now.

A gummi piece falls out of the doorknob’s mouth and Goofy recognizes it as different than the other gummi’s.

“What was it?” Ven asked as Sora onscreen picked up the Gummi and put it in his pocket.

“Navigation Gummi,” Sora revealed. “It helped us to get to farther worlds.”

The cat pops up behind them, calling Sora a hero.

Riku couldn’t help but agree with the cat.

Chesire says if he’s looking for Alice, she wasn’t there.

“And he just now tells you that?” Kairi asked, sounding frustrated.

“Chesire Cat,” Sora, Roxas, and Xion all deadpanned.

He says she’s gone with the shadows.

Not the shadows, Riku thought. Just one.

Sora asks what he means but the cat disappears, and Sora appears disheartened. Goofy tries to cheer him up by telling him that they could find her in another world.

“Well, we did,” Sora snorted. “Kind of.” Riku looked away again but didn’t pull his hand from Sora’s grip. He suspected it would worry the younger boy.

The three of them start heading back but Donald reminds Sora that he can’t enter the ship with a frowning face. Sora says he remembers and puts on a smile.

Again, perhaps not the best application of the idea, Aqua thought to herself, knowing that while Keyblade Wielders had to stay light and positive, such blunt tactics weren’t usually the best idea. The happiness had to come from within them after all, to really mean anything.

Even as she thought that, worries still started to surface in her mind about Sora and his future.

Everything that I see, she thought. All it does is remind me of Ven, Terra, and myself. We were thrown into a world we weren’t ready for, and we sunk. Hard. I won’t let that happen to Sora.

She turned to look at him as the lights went back up, signaling a break. 

I promise.

Notes:

Note for any fellow writers: don't write when you're tired. I accidentally miswrote Mickey's name as Kickey one time and spent a good five minutes laughing hysterically to myself. Write when you're awake.

Notes:
1. As you can tell, I have in fact started to add little bits from the novels. I adore them, so I couldn't help myself. And the playthrough I'm watching to get the basic scenes is one that only does the bare minimum to get through a world, so maybe these interactions are actually in the game and I'm doing them wrong. At this point, it's my story and the novels are secondary cannon, so I'll use them as I see fit.
2. Apologizes if the last 1,000-1,500 words felt... choppy. As I was finishing this chapter, writers block hit me like a truck, and I just really wanted to finish the chapter so I could move on. So, I'm sorry if that messes with your reading of it.
3. I hope no one takes offense by the ways I had some of the characters describe panic attacks. I did some research and I have my own experiences to draw on, but like I said in the last chapter, all panic attacks are different. I simply did my best to make it easy to understand, something I think Ven would have been doing anyway to try and not confuse Roxas or Xion.

Anyways, thanks for reading. Comments are always appreciated. Have a wonderful day/night/afternoon/morning.

Chapter 5: Olympus Colosseum

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

“Riku,” Terra started softly, making the boy flinch slightly. “Is it right for us to assume that you kidnapped Alice?”

Sora’s eyes flicked to Terra, a look that could almost be counted as a glare crossing his face as he stared at the older Keyblade Wielder. Mickey tensed, already knowing the answer, his eyes watching Riku carefully. The three former members of Organization 13 blinked, not knowing what had happened truly, but also realizing this wasn’t their fight to get involved in. Vanitas was wondering if he misjudged sliver-hair too quickly. If he had kidnapped someone, perhaps he was worth getting to know…

“Yes,” Riku replied eventually, voice barely above a whisper. Sora moved in closer, leaning on Riku’s side and placing his head on Riku’s shoulder. Riku cringed away from Sora for a quick second before letting the younger boy stay on him, not attempting to remove the younger boy’s hold on his hand. Kairi watching them out of the corner of her eye, jealousy, sadness, and a tad bit of anger warring in her.

She knew Riku had done it for her, to try and get her heart back for her, which continued to surprise her to this day, but…

“Why?” Aqua asked, no judgment in her tone and Riku looked down and away.

“Mal-She said that she could get Kairi’s heart back,” Riku explained, a waver in his voice. “I helped her…first it was because she knew where Kairi was then it was because Kairi didn’t have her heart and she said that if they gathered all the princesses of heart, the power that it granted would be able to restore Kairi. And then…” he trailed off.

“Did you know that Kairi’s heart was resting in Sora’s?” Aqua asked, eyes flicking between the three younger Keyblade Wielders. Manipulation, abuse, using Riku to kidnap people. She was starting to wish she had finished Maleficent off when she had found her after she detransformed from a dragon in Enchanted Dominion. It would have saved many people lots of heartache.

“No,” Riku replied, eyes flicking around to different spots on the ground. “I didn’t.”

“Ansem did, though,” Sora said carefully, looking up at Riku. “Did he not get that information from you?” Riku blinked, shaking his head. “Oh,” Sora hummed. “I always thought you knew.”

“How did Ansem know?” Kairi wondered, tipping her head to the side. “Was he just that powerful?”

The two boys didn’t have an answer for her.

Sora, Goofy, and Donald walk toward a set of big doors flanked by two big statues.

“Oh,” Aqua said in surprise, looking up at the ceiling. “Are we doing this now?” The screen paused and the lights brightened a fraction as if the room itself was pausing and thinking it over.

“I think we can,” Sora said, looking at Riku out of the corner of his eye. It was clear Riku did not want to talk about Ansem or Maleficent or anything that had happened during the couple of weeks he and Sora were fighting against each other. But at the same time, they did really need to talk to each other. Sora still had no idea why he opened the door and destroyed Destiny Islands. He still didn’t know all of Riku had done in the past year. He still didn’t know why Riku had refused to show himself to him, had refused to be found.

But he could also tell that trying to force Riku into talking about it was only going to make the older boy clam up and refuse to talk. At this point, it was probably better to wait until things happened to talk about them. It might make them more willing to talk.

“You sure?” Terra asked, watching the two of them carefully and Sora nodded, looking back at the older Keybearers. Terra looked like he was going to argue but Aqua nudged him in the side and the man subsided, settling back into the couch.

The lights started to dim again and when none of them protested, the screen turned back on.

Donald, Goofy, and Sora finish walking up to the doors, looking around.

“Oh!” Xion exclaimed, sitting up. She recognized the place. “Are you at the Colosseum?”

Sora nodded, turning to her. “You know it?” He asked, wondering if that meant that Roxas knew it as well. He didn’t really know anything about his Nobody’s life and he couldn’t help but find himself curious. What had Roxas been like? Had his habits been the same as Sora’s? How did he meet Axel and Xion? How had he ended up returning to him when it seemed like he clearly hated Sora with every bone in his body? He had heard Roxas’s quick explanation about DiZ and it seemed to be somewhat connected to that, but he still didn’t know. He wanted to know everything about Roxas. It was like having a brother you never knew about until now.

“Yeah,” Xion responded to his question, and he focused back on her. “We would go there to train sometimes.” She gave Roxas a look out of the corner of her eye, a smirk crawling up her mouth, and Roxas paled slightly as he clearly realized what she was thinking about.

“Don’t you dare,” he hissed at her, a small blush starting to make its way up his cheeks and Axel threw his head back and laughed, remembering what Xion was thinking about.

“What?” Sora asked, interested. It clearly had something to do with Roxas…

“One time, this one,” Xion poked at Roxas, who batted her hands away with a grumble. “And Demyx attempted to slack off whilst training there. And well…” Xion giggled quietly. “Saix made them regret it.”

Roxas crossed his arms and muttered mutinously to himself. Kairi let out a small laugh.

“Just like Sora then,” she hummed. Xion smiled at her, but Roxas’s face fell further.

“No,” he spat out quietly. “Nothing like him.” Sora pulled back a little from where he had leaned forward in interest, hurt. He knew Roxas didn’t like him, for reasons still unknown, but…

Xion gave him a glare and Axel gave him a look, but Roxas refused to elaborate so their attentions drifted back to the screen.

The three of them walk up to a satyr who says perfect timing and asks for a hand.

“Phil!” Ven exclaimed at the same time that Roxas covered a snicker and Sora thought back to his different encounters with the satyr.

“Wait, you know him?” Sora asked, turning his head to look at the three Keyblade Wielders, each of who nodded.

“I think we each made a stop there while looking for each other,” Aqua explained.

“Why didn’t he question Roxas’s existence then?” Xion wondered. “If he’d seen Ven before?”

“Maybe he thought Roxas was me?” Ven replied, shrugging. “I mean, he hadn’t aged. Maybe he thought I hadn’t either.”

“Or he just didn’t care,” Roxas said flatly, pulling his arms tighter around himself. The people who had been to the Colosseum found that a reasonable answer.

Phil asks them to move the pedestal over, saying that he has to spruce the place up for the games.

“Good luck,” Vanitas snarked, looking at the size of the pedestal. No doubt it was extremely heavy.

“Kinda rude of him, isn’t it?” Kairi wondered. “I mean, he hasn’t even asked your names and he’s already demanding things of you.”

“It’s okay,” Sora said, patting her hand comfortingly. “He didn’t know it was me. He thought I was someone else.”

“Why would he think that?” Naminé asked, tipping her head. She hadn’t really looked into the world when she shifted the memories of it around. At that point, Larxene and Marluxia had gotten bad enough that she didn’t dare take more time than she needed to in order to experience the worlds and give herself some respite from the place she lived in.

“I think it was only the two of them at the time,” Sora responded, thinking back to his interactions with Hercules. Meg hadn’t been there at the time that he had been the first time and he hadn’t seen anyone else around the arena. Besides Hades, who had been there to ruin it, and Cloud, along with some others, but they had been there specifically for the games. They didn’t live around the colosseum like he suspected Hercules and Phil did.

Sora exchanges a glance with Donald and Goofy before shrugging and attempting to move the pedestal.

“So like you,” Riku murmured under his breath and Sora smiled at him while also blinking and quickly shaking his head. When Riku had said that… it almost felt like he’d had a headache for the quickest second before it disappeared in a flash. What had that been?

Naminé looked closer at Sora. She had felt, just for a second, that her work on Sora’s memory had come undone. Just the smallest way, just a few words but… It shouldn’t be possible. She narrowed her eyes slightly at him.

It’s probably just the room, she reassured herself. It’s just the room.

Not that it’ll matter if he remembers now or then, part of her mind hissed. He’s still going to hate you all the same. She winced and curled her arms tighter around where they were still hugging herself. At some point, she would have to unwind them, if she didn’t want to hurt the muscles, but she couldn’t. She wished she still had her sketchbook.

Sora realizes he can’t and walks back to Phil, saying that it was too heavy.

“Why didn’t Donald and Goofy help?” Ven asked, watching as Sora attempted to move the heavy pedestal, and Sora shrugged.

“I don’t think they would have been able to do much either.”

Phil asks when has something been too heavy for him, turning around, before stopping when he sees Sora.

“Who is he talking to anyway?” Terra asked, thinking back to who he had seen at the colosseum when he had been there. Zack, perhaps? But the boy had been training to be a hero. He probably wouldn’t have stuck around after his training was done. Who else could it be?

“Hercules,” Sora replied offhand, eyes focusing on the screen. So, he didn’t see the two double takes that Ven and Aqua suffered. Hercules? The kid that they had met?

Phil realizes that Sora isn’t Hercules and asks him what he’s doing there.

The three older Keyblade Wielders all noted that Phil hadn’t changed a bit.

Phil says that they’re in the colosseum and that it’s for heroes only.

“Sora is a hero,” Kairi murmured, her thumb rubbing the part of her hand that Sora had touched. Sora smiled at her. Yeah, he was, she thought.

He tells them to run along, calling them pipsqueaks. Sora gives him a look.

“I prefer half pint,” Sora muttered, thinking back to his handshake with Donald and Goofy.

“So, you admit you’re small,” Riku teased quietly, and Sora huffed at him, wrinkling his nose.

Phil explains what the games are.

“That… doesn’t sound that safe,” Aqua said, listening to the explanation. Sure, it sounded pretty similar to what she and the others had experienced while there, but for Sora? He was too young. And not trained in the slightest. At least Ven had two years on him at the time and much more training, and even then Aqua didn’t know how she felt about Ven going up against any of the challenges. “What if one of the monsters escapes? Then it’s going to hurt people.”

“I don’t think they thought about that,” Terra responded, also feeling some fear for the thought of the innocent people if a monster gets released. He probably should have thought about that more back when he encountered the games but he had been… distracted.

“But the games are for heroes,” Ven replied. “I bet they could take care of the monster if it got free.”

Donald says that Phil has three heroes standing in front of him.

“Remind me Sora, how far into your adventure are you?” Roxas asked and Sora paused.

“This was after Wonderland,” he replied, and Roxas made a face. Rather quick to label yourself a hero, he thought, looking at the duck. He hated that term. It was like if someone was hero, it didn’t matter how many people they hurt. It didn’t matter that he and Xion had to die. Sora was a hero and thus, more important than them.

Goofy says that Sora was chosen by the Keyblade and Donald says that he and Goofy are heroes too.

Again, Aqua found her mind drifting back to the particular conundrum. How did Sora get a Keyblade? Who had gifted it to him and why hadn’t they taken him on as an apprentice if they had? It didn’t make sense for someone to Bequeath a Keyblade to Sora then leave. Unless something had happened to them. But Destiny Islands seemed so peaceful.

And Sora would remember a Bequeathing ceremony, there was no way he wouldn’t. It would have made an impression on his heart, even if it was when he was very young. Which was… a whole other can of worms that Aqua wasn’t getting into. But still…

She tapped her fingers along her arm. In the past, she had enjoyed the few mystery novels she had managed to find in Master Eraqus’s library, which was mostly filled with textbooks. But in this instance, she found she distasted the mystery. Not when it was real and had real consequences for young teenagers.

Phil doesn’t believe that Sora’s a hero, calling him a runt. Sora says that he’s fought a lot of monsters.

Riku huffed out a laugh, probably at Sora’s reaction, and the younger boy gave him a look.

“Like you wouldn’t respond the same way,” he told the older boy, who suspiciously didn’t answer.

Phil laughs and says that if Sora couldn’t move the pedestal, how could he call himself a hero, while trying and failing to move the pedestal.

Sora wasn’t the only one stifling giggles as he watched Phil try to move the stone. It had been funny then, though he hadn’t laughed, still mad at Phil for his jab against his height, but he could laugh about it now. Roxas and Xion both had smiles, while Ven and Kairi were laughing. Even Riku and Vanitas had smirks curling up the sides of their mouths.

Sora crosses his arms while Phil admits defeat on the pedestal. Phil admits it probably takes more than brawn.

Yes, it does, Terra thought, his mind drifting without his permission back to the Keyblade Graveyard and all his interactions with Xehanort. He was the strong one, physically at least. He had never doubted that. But it hadn’t saved him from Xehanort’s schemes or manipulations.

No dark thoughts, he told himself, trying to right himself back into the present. Dark thoughts hurt you.

Aqua gave Terra a look. She had seen him fall into his memories and was concerned. While it was possible he was thinking of the far past, it was more likely he was thinking about their escapades and falling out and the subsequent consequences. She nudged him behind Ven’s back and he looked at her.

Okay? She asked with her eyes, and he nodded once, eyes dropping down and shoulder sloping a little. So not the whole truth. But she let it go for the time being.

Phil says to see what they can do. Phil leads them to the center of the colosseum.

Hasn’t changed at all, all three of the past Keyblade Wielders thought.

Phil directs them at some barrels and sets a time limit. Sora destroys them with both fighting and magic.

“Speaking of, when did you learn magic?” Kairi asked. “Last I checked, you hadn’t known that before you left the Islands.”

“Donald taught me the basics,” Sora explained. “And after we met a wizard named Merlin, he helped me improve.”

Phil admits that Sora is better than he thought.

He’s better than anyone thinks, Riku thought in his head.

Sora asks if he could participate in the games.

“Sora…” Kairi said slowly. “You’ve had the Keyblade for maybe a week.”

Sora blushed slightly, looking down, but gave her a small look.

“I was an immature fourteen-year-old who wanted to see everything the worlds had to offer,” he explained. “The games sounded fun, and I thought I was on the top of the world with the Keyblade. Why wouldn’t I want to compete?”

Kairi smiled at him, nudging his side. “Fine, I get it,” she told him. “But after we get out of here, you have to take me there, okay? I need to learn my Keyblade more anyway.” Sora nodded to her, neither of them noticing the small shadow that flickered over Riku’s eyes for the quickest of seconds. None of the others noticed either. Except for Axel.

Two cases of people with unrequited love for the same boy? He wondered. He was aware that Riku had feelings for the younger boy. It was literally impossible not to see, especially after he had spent a couple of weeks with him. At this point, it seemed like Sora was the only one not aware. But he had also been under the impression that Sora knew of Riku’s feelings for him. How could he not?

Aqua was distracted by a different part of the interaction. It was all she could do to stop herself from frowning when Sora described himself as an immature fourteen-year-old kid. He would have only described himself as that if he didn’t believe he was that person anymore. And Sora was what, fifteen? He should still be allowed to be immature, should still be allowed to be a kid. Stars knew that she and Terra had been hellions at that age, even with the Keyblade, something that had slowly disappeared as they met Ven and became big siblings to the boy. Their shift to more mature adults had been natural, obvious, and the only rational course of action. Sora’s… was not.

Phil says no and Sora asks why not.

“Kids,” Aqua murmured at the same time that Kairi laughed at Sora’s onscreen face.

Phil says two words: You guys ain’t heroes.

Several people blinked in surprise and bewilderment.

“That’s not… That wasn’t two words,” Terra said blankly. Roxas barked out a laugh, throwing his head back, and Xion giggled into her hand.

“Does he honestly think that was two words?” Vanitas asked, scorn in his voice as he gave the screen a look of disgust.

“I… think so?” Sora answered, his voice upturning into a question. In truth, he hadn’t really questioned Phil and his… liberal use of numbers. At the time, he had just wanted into the games, and it hadn’t really occurred to him to question Phil’s counting skills.

Kairi laughed quietly at his answer and Sora could feel the chuckles going through Riku’s chest. Naminé had a small smile on her face as well.

The three of them leave the colosseum, only to get interrupted by Hades.

Multiple groans echoed through the room as Hades appeared. Riku raised an eyebrow as Sora dropped his head onto his shoulder, grumbling under his breath.

“Who’s this?” Kairi asked, eyes flicking around the room to the different people who had reacted to the appearance of the… man? He sure at least wasn’t human in any factors.

“Hades,” Sora responded. “He’s always trying to attack Hercules.”

“How many villains did you guys come across?” Kairi wondered and Sora shook his head slowly, not answering.

Terra had gone stiff. You stay away from them. They have no darkness. There’s no reason for you to be interested in them.

Hades calls Phil a stubborn old goat and brushes past Donald’s attempts to get his name.

“Suspicious,” Kairi whispered, and Sora winced.

Hades asks if they wanted to enroll in the games, before revealing a pass to Sora.

Both Riku and Kairi narrowed their eyes at the man, not being the only ones in the room to do so. Yes, Sora had confirmed he was a villain but even if he hadn’t, both of them would be on guard. It didn’t really make sense for Hades to just… give Sora a pass. He must have had other intentions. But what?

Hades wishes Sora luck and leaves. The three of them head back to Phil.

“And you just… didn’t question this suspicious stranger who gave you a pass to the games and left?” Vanitas asked drily, raising an eyebrow. Honestly, how had this kid survived this long? He must have known that no one gives anything for free, everyone wanted something. If they gave you anything at all before using you.

Sora shrugged. “I thought it was a little weird, yes, but I didn’t really know that much about the world,” he explained, leaning backwards slightly, deeper into the couch and closer to his friends because he could tell that they were worrying about him. “Perhaps that was a normal occurrence. Maybe Hades had been a good person who just did that on average.” A flicker of emotion passed his face, and a sheepish smile crossed his lips. “Also, I just really wanted to get into the games.”

Phil asks them how they got the pass, but Sora simply asks if they could be in the games.

“Why didn’t you answer him?” Xion wondered, eyes drifting to Sora, and Sora paused, before shrugging.

“The way he said it struck me more as a rhetorical question.”

Phil agrees.

“Sora’s a kid,” Aqua muttered under her breath, breathing deeply through her nose in an effort to keep her temper in check. Sora shouldn’t have been let into those games, pass or no. He was fourteen.

Phil offhand says some weird people entered and that Sora should watch himself.

Aqua didn’t know if she should close her eyes for the next part or not. She had seen worse, she had seen so much worse, and yet, somehow, this was one of the first things that made her want to turn away.

Kid, kid, kid. Not a Master, barely a Bearer.

If she hadn’t messed everything up by failing, she would have been there for him. And then he wouldn’t have had to do any of this.

In the arena, Sora faces down some Heartless.

“Can Heartless… even register?” Axel asked blankly, watching the onscreen Sora battle it out with several of them. “They don’t speak and only attack things. How’d they get into the competition?”

“Aren’t they just things to battle before the fight?” Ven asked but Terra shook his head.

“Phil called it the Preliminaries, meaning that he would go against other contestants until they had a smaller group of them to face off,” he explained. “Technically, those Heartless are competitors.”

“Again, how?” Axel repeated.

“Well, Hades was one of the voices we heard in that… shadow council?” Naminé said hesitantly, bringing the attention on her, making her duck her head slightly. She was very good at listening and gleaning information from that. It was the only way she truly learned anything in Castle Oblivion. “And Maleficent had control of the Heartless. Maybe she granted some to Hades? In order to help his schemes?”

Riku flinched slightly at Maleficent’s name, causing Sora to lean on him more.

“Possibly,” Aqua murmured. “But she doesn’t really seem like someone to share power like that.”

To be fair though, there had been Unversed in their games. She should really figure out how Vanitas had done that. Even if she despised the idea of speaking to him anymore than she had to.

After Sora beats the Heartless, Phil compliments him. As they’re talking, Cloud passes by them, drawing Sora’s attention.

“Who’s that?” Kairi wondered while Mickey raised his head, recognizing Cloud from the battle of Radiant Garden.

“Cloud,” Sora explained, smiling slightly at the image of the older man. He had been a big help, both here and at the battle of Radiant Garden. Sora couldn’t help the little bubble of worry that swelled in him when he thought of the last time he saw Cloud. Vanishing into the light as he prepared to face down Sephiroth. He hoped Cloud was okay and had won the fight.

Phil says that Cloud would be a tough opponent to beat.

“He was a contender in the games?” Aqua asked and Sora nodded. Another point to the “Sora should not be there” category.

Sora faces down more Heartless.

At this point, everyone in the room just silently accepted that they wouldn’t know why the Heartless were there and they just had to roll with it.

Sora wins the next fight and celebrates with Goofy and Donald. Hades is seen with Cloud.

“Sora, I thought Cloud was your friend,” Riku muttered, having watched the Traverse Town/Radiant Garden residents in the past while waiting for Sora to wake up. They had also lost their memories of Sora, but once they had gotten them back, they had been concerned for the boy and the circumstances that must have led to their memories disappearing.

“He is,” Sora said stubbornly, crossing his arms. “He was just searching for someone, and Hades said he could help. He was tricked by Hades. Plus, he’s been a big help since then.” The statement was said with a strange inflection in his voice, and his eyes were sliding to Riku in earnest, like he was trying to say two things at once, and there was a pout in his voice, and everyone that knows knows what Sora was trying to say, but Riku looked away with a huff and Sora conceded defeat temporarily.

Cloud questions why Hades is afraid of Sora before mentioning his contract.

Sora waves at the screen, as if saying “See! It wasn’t personal!”

Hades says he’s aware what Cloud’s contract was but that he’s going to have to fight Sora if he can get to Hercules.

Both Ven and Aqua frowned. Why was Hades so insistent that Hercules needed to go down? Last they remembered, he was a kid learning to fight. Hardly a threat.

Hades says it’s all just a game and to have fun with it.

Several people narrowed their eyes at that. Toying with lives was not a game.

Hades tells Cloud that a casualty or two shouldn’t matter.

Axel felt something squeeze in his chest at that and he couldn’t help his eyes from dropping down and away from the chest. Hadn’t that been his thoughts? That a hurt person or two wouldn’t matter if he and Isa could get answers? That Vexen’s death was justified because it helped him defeat Marluxia and Larxene, despite the fact that he already knew it was them. That Zexion’s death was justified because it helped Isa get closer to Xemnas, even though Zexion couldn’t have been older than eighteen. That… tracking down and hurting Xion had been justified because it brought her back to him and Roxas, even though she hadn’t wanted to come back.

But… it had hurt, it had damaged everything so badly. Roxas and Xion had died, both pushed away by his actions and Isa was gone, everything… special about him lost to apathy and the darkness, until the last thing Axel could do was sacrifice his life to the last piece of Roxas’s legacy: Sora.

And he had gone into the darkness, thinking he was gone forever, because then, maybe, he would see Roxas and Xion again.

Instead, he had woken up here.

Cloud walks away and Hades comments about how people like Cloud are hard to come by.

I wouldn’t say so, Riku thought bitterly. There’s always someone out there who’s stupid enough to get manipulated.

Unknown to him, his thoughts were being repeated by another Keyblade Wielder, who thought of a desert and a graveyard and the screams of his friends.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy fight Cloud.

“You… shouldn’t be winning,” Kairi said slowly as she watched the fight between the four of them and Sora made an offended noise from next to her.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He asked, twisting his head to look at her, and she winced.

“I mean, he must be going easy on you,” she elaborated. “You’ve only been fighting with the Keyblade for a week, there’s no way that you’re beating someone who’s clearly been fighting for years.” Sora paused, before thinking about it. He had seen Cloud fight at the Battle of Radiant Garden. He had been proficient then, fighting off dozens of Heartless. And while he might have gotten exponentially better during the year that Sora was asleep…

“You’re probably right,” Sora answered with a shrug. “He’s a much better fighter than this.”

“He didn’t want to fight you anyway,” Aqua said, recalling Cloud and Hades’s conversation. “Or at least, he was reluctant to fight you.” Sora acknowledged Aqua’s statement with a nod.

Sora beats Cloud.

Yeah, Cloud was definitely going easy on me, Sora thought in his mind as he watched the fight from an outside perspective, instead of actually fighting. There were several times he could have blocked something or hit Sora, but he didn’t.

As Sora walks toward Cloud, Cerberus appears behind them.

While not as big as a jump scare as the cat was, both Kairi and Naminé still jumped in their seat, Naminé’s arms going up as if to protect her head while Kairi fell backwards deeper into the couch. Aqua and Terra both blinked in surprise, but Aqua’s heartrate racked up several beats when she realized that the beast was right next to Sora. Ven’s, Roxas’s, and Xion’s eyes all widened. Mickey felt fear shoot through him. Vanitas raised an eyebrow.

“What is that?” Kairi asked, her voice going up an octave, and Sora reached out and side-hugged her.

“It’s Cerberus,” he explained. “Hades, I think, released him in an effort to kill Hercules. But don’t worry, we fight him off.”

Sora is a fourteen-year-old and should not be fighting off three headed dogs from the Underworld, Aqua thought in her head, slightly hysterically.

Hades sarcastically says that accidents happen before disappearing into the shadows.

Kairi glared at the disappearing god, worried for Sora’s safety, while Riku took in a deep breath, trying to remind himself that Sora was fine and sitting right next to him.

Cerberus attempts to stomp on Sora but is stopped by Hercules.

“Why are you just standing there?” Kairi asked, hands going around Sora’s arm and squeezing tight. “Get away from the beast!”

“I was a little… shocked,” Sora replied, wincing slightly at her grip. If she kept grabbing on whenever something bad happened, he was going to have bruises later.

Both Aqua’s and Ven’s mouths dropped open in shock. That was Hercules? Ven felt like rubbing his eyes in an effort to make sure what he was seeing was real. He knew he had been asleep for a while but really? Hercules had managed to look like that in the eleven years he had been gone? Ven couldn’t imagine anyone being able to improve and grow that much in eleven years, not even Terra.

Aqua was thoroughly shocked, blinking several times. Hercules had really used those eleven years to his advantage, hadn’t he? A tinge of melancholy went through her at that. Hercules had grown and changed during the eleven years. Had everyone? Everyone she met, Stich, Cinderella, Zack, had they all grown eleven years older as well? She had seen Cinderella’s Castle in the Relam of Darkness, but no one had been there. Were they living in another world? Or an in-between world like Traverse Town?

Her eyes slid down to her hands. Her unchanged hands. If she went and found the people she had met, would they even recognize her? Would she recognize them?

Phil calls Hercules’s name and Hercules tells Phil to get Sora and the others out of there.

Good, Aqua thought, pulling herself out of her thoughts. At least someone cares about Sora’s and the others’ safety.

Phil leads Sora, Donald, and Goofy out of the arena.

“What about Cloud?” Xion asked, watching the Keybearer and his companions flee. “What happened to him?”

“Hercules got him out of there,” Sora responded. “I don’t really know why he didn’t follow us.”

Phil explains who Cerberus is and says that Hercules should be able to handle him.

“Sora,” Kairi said warningly, both used to and having seen Sora’s reckless behavior. “Don’t tell me you went back to the arena.” Several people were suddenly looking at Sora mostly in exasperation, though there was worry on Terra’s, Aqua’s, and Mickey’s faces.

“Hercules needed help,” Sora defended himself, crossing his arms over his chest once Kairi let go of his arm. “I could help him.”

“Phil said that Hercules could handle it?” Xion mentioned, the end of her statement turning up like a question and Sora shook his head.

“Phil said that Hercules should be able to handle it, but he didn’t know for sure.” Sora looked down for a second before looking back up. “I had to help if there was a small chance that Hercules would get hurt.”

“What about you?” Naminé asked quietly, looking down at her empty hands and wishing for the umpteenth time that she had her sketchbook. “Wouldn’t you get hurt?” Multiple people in the room, mostly the adults, looked like they agreed with Naminé.

“I had to help,” Sora repeated, a determined look on his face.

Aqua slid her eyes closed for a quick second, lacing her fingers together in an effort to stop them from trembling. A fourteen-year-old boy should not feel the urge to save everyone around him, even if it meant getting hurt himself. Even now, a week into Sora’s adventure, he already felt like he had to save everyone, probably due to the Keyblade and how everyone was seemingly relying on him. She sighed deeply, rubbing her thumb on the palm of her hand. If only she or Terra or even Ven was still around to help, to take the load off his shoulders.

We’re here now, she reassured herself. We’ll help now.

We should have always been there.

Phil says that he wishes he could help Hercules and Sora starts walking back towards the arena.

“Sora,” Kairi groaned, leaning her head on his shoulder, but didn’t say anything else.

Phil stops Sora and asks if he’s going back to the arena, reminding him that it isn’t a match, but real.

“Listen to the satyr,” Riku murmured, hands twitching. He wanted to reach out to Sora like Kairi had done so easily, wanted to wrap him in a hug and magic until all the danger was gone from the world, but he couldn’t. Every time he interacted with Sora, he made things worse.

Sora says that he’s not afraid and maybe Phil will see him as a hero.

What was this kid’s obsession with being a hero? Vanitas wondered, watching the scene play out on screen. It wasn’t like before, when Sora had burst into the court to save Alice. That had been… pure feeling, wanting to save the girl. Because that was what Sora believed in.

This was… different. Sora wanted to be a hero, badly. But why? Vanitas suspected that even Sora didn’t know.

Phil warns him to be careful and Sora runs back to the arena.

Don’t say “be careful”, stop him! Aqua thought, more and more upset at Phil. He had let a kid take part in a dangerous tournament, pit him against a seasoned fighter, and now was just letting him waltz back into danger against Cerberus, the Guardian of the Underworld!

In the arena, Hercules backs up, trying to defend himself and Cloud’s unconscious body.

Sora couldn’t help but wonder. Why hadn’t Cloud escaped with them? Had he tried to defeat Cerberus? Or had he taken the opportunity to try and kill Hercules?

Cerberus gets distracted as Sora, Donald, and Goofy run back into the arena, granting Hercules passage to get Cloud to safety.

Both Kairi and Riku leaned closer to Sora, one more noticeable than the other, as they watched his younger self face down the Cerberus.

“You guys are going to react the same way to every time I get hurt or enter a battle, aren’t you?” Sora asked, voice dry as he looked at his two childhood friends. Not that he was much better. If he ever had to watch Riku face down a creature, he probably was going to be clinging to him as much as Kairi had a few times.

Phil tells Sora to attack.

At this point, none of them could laugh at Phil’s miscounting again. They were all too tense as they watched Sora stare up at Cerberus.

Sora, Goofy, and Donald fight Cerberus.

“Where’s Hercules?” Roxas asked after a couple of seconds, watching Sora fight Cerberus. “Shouldn’t he be helping you?”

Sora opened his mouth to answer, before pausing and thinking. Where had Hercules been?

“Maybe he was… helping Cloud?” He answered, feeling the answer feel weird in his voice even as he said it. Had something else come up? Were there more Heartless and Hercules had needed to fight those?

Aqua felt the urge to growl, though she kept it carefully inside. Hercules should be helping, should be fighting the creature, not Sora. Not the fourteen-year-old boy who came here on accident.

The three of them knock out Cerberus.

A slight round of applause went around the room as Cerberus landed on the ground, both Riku and Kairi relaxing as Sora was out of danger. Aqua and Terra both had small, proud smiles on their faces, despite their pounding hearts, and Roxas was watching his Somebody in, as much as he hated to admit it, awe. Xion’s eyes were wide and Naminé looked torn between hiding her eyes behind her hands and watching, wanting to see everything she could about the outside world. Vanitas raised an eyebrow in surprise as he watched the twig of a kid knock out the big monster. And this was a warrior of the Light?

Later, Phil dubs them junior heroes.

“’Junior Heroes?’ Really?” Kairi asked, giving the screen a look. “You just defeated something that Hercules couldn’t.”

Sora shrugged, unconcerned about it at this point. “I think Phil is just a real stickler about his principles.”

When Donald asks why junior heroes, Phils says they still don’t understand what it means to be a true hero.

“Sounds like an excuse,” Roxas muttered.

When Goofy asks what it takes, Hercules says they’ll have to figure it out for themselves, like he did.

Ven found himself interested. What had Hercules gone through in the past eleven years? How had he become a hero? He wondered if he went back to the arena after waking up, if Hercules would recognize him.

Sora says they’ll start by proving themselves in the games.

Aqua managed to stop the small chuckle from slipping out of her lips, but just barely. It was nice to see that there was still some small part of Sora that was still a kid. The way he fixated on the games, wanted to do them so badly to prove himself, it reminded her of something that Ven would do, when he wanted to prove himself to her or Terra.

Phil says there won’t be games for a while and that they have to clean up the mess. Sora says they’ll return later then.

Yep, just like Ven, Aqua thought. And moving her eyes over to Terra, she could tell the older boy saw it as well.

Hercules waves to them while Phil remarks that he can’t believe that Sora actually beat Cerberus.

“Because I’m just that good,” Sora said, folding his hands behind his head and leaning backwards into the couch. He smiled at Kairi when she turned to look at him, trying to communicate to her that he was fine, and she could stop worrying. Riku rolled his eyes at Sora’s quip, but a small smile curled up around his lips, so Sora counted it as a win.

Hercules tells Phil that he already wore down Cerberus before Sora jumped in.

“Hey!” Sora exclaimed, sitting up straight and gazing at the screen in betrayal. “What’s that supposed to mean?” Both Kairi and Roxas broke into laughter, quickly followed by Xion and Ven. When Sora’s betrayed gaze landed on them, it didn’t stop their laughter at all. Vanitas chuckled slightly and Riku closed his eyes, looking down as the smile grew on his face.

“You’re all terrible,” Sora muttered, slumping into the couch with a pout on his face. As Kairi worked to contain her laughter, she patted Sora on the head.

“It’s okay, Sora,” she told him. “We all know you’re a great fighter.” He huffed at her, but his pout lessened.

Sora walks up to Cloud, who’s sitting on the steps, and asks him if he’s okay. Cloud responds that he’s fine.

That was also such a Sora move, Riku thought fondly. Making sure the person that tried to kill him was okay.

Sora asks why Cloud went along with Hades.

“Wait, you noticed?” Roxas asked, blinking at his Somebody. He hadn’t realized Sora had known that Cloud was working for Hades.

“I had a good idea,” Sora admitted. “I saw him talking with Hades before our fight and the way Hades spoke when Cerberus entered, it made sense.”

Cloud says that he’s looking for someone and Hades promised to help.

“Do you know who?” Xion asked and Sora paused.

“He was looking for two people,” Sora revealed, thinking back to the quick conversation he and Cloud had before the Battle of Radiant Garden. “Aerith and someone else. He found Aerith but I don’t know if he ever found the other person.” He remembered the note in Cloud’s voice when he had explained. “His friend had last been sighted at the Colosseum though, and Hades offered to help.”

Cloud explains he tried to exploit the power of darkness and it backfired. That he fell into the darkness and couldn’t find the light.

Terra flinched, trying his best to make sure it wasn’t spotted. That was what happened to him, wasn’t it? The darkness is good for nothing but pain and misery.

Riku looked down at his hands. He was well aware of that fact. But he had found his light again.

Sora reached out and took Riku’s hand in his, giving Riku a look like he knew what he was thinking about. Riku tried to smile at him.

Sora tells him that he’ll find it and that he’s searching too.

“Wait, is the person his light?” Vanitas asked, eyes furrowed in confusion. “Is that possible?” He didn’t like Cloud, not if the man had been weak enough to be controlled by the darkness and not the other way around, but…

“Yes,” Riku replied shortly, specifically not looking at the boy that sat next to him. “Anything can be your light. If it means enough to you.”

Cloud asks if he’s searching for his light and Sora nods.

“Aw, thank you Sora,” Kairi said, nudging him slightly. “It’s nice to know I matter to you.” Sora smiled back at her. Riku looked away and pulled his hands away from Sora’s grasp, managing to extract them. Of course…

Mickey gave Riku a look of understanding. Axel watched the three of them in recognition.

Cloud tells Sora not to lose sight of it and gives him something. Sora asks about a rematch.

“Why do you want to fight him again?” Roxas asked and Sora shrugged. He couldn’t remember what he had been thinking at the specific moment.

Cloud says he’ll pass and leaves.

“And he turned up in Radiant Garden sometime when I was asleep,” Sora said, watching Cloud walk away. “And now he’s lost again. I’ll need to find him once I’m out of here.”

Why you? Aqua thought. Why not his friends, who you say he has? His Light?

As Sora, Donald, and Goofy leave the colosseum, Hades rants about Hercules.

“He needs a hobby or something,” Roxas snarked. “Something other than attempting to kill one person.”

Hades calms himself down and says that in the next games, he’ll put a contract on both Hercules and Sora.

Both Riku and Kairi stiffened again.

“It’s okay, guys, promise,” Sora said, already knowing what they were worried about. “We defeated him again.”

Hades asks who invited her to the party and turns to see Maleficent standing in the shadows.

Riku went stiff, freezing at the clear picture of Maleficent. He hadn’t seen her since… since…

“Riku,” Sora said firmly, twining his hands with Riku’s and pulling on the older boy’s arms until he looked at him. “She’s not here right now and we beat her, remember?” Riku swallowed, trying to breathe deeply through his nose like Terra had instructed him to do when he had his panic attack. She’s not here, she gone, she’s dead.

Hunching his shoulders, he forced his eyes closed and tried not to focus on the screen, instead on Sora’s hands in his.

Maleficent says she’ll stay out of it and invites him to fight to his heart’s content.

Riku flinched slightly as she spoke but didn’t open his eyes, tightening his hands on Sora’s. It’s fine, this is just a memory. Just a past event.

Sora gave Riku a worried look but didn’t stop holding his hands. At least Riku wasn’t having a panic attack this time.

It’s strange, Sora thought with the smallest of frowns. He didn’t react like this when we saw Maleficent in the World That Never Was.

Maleficent turns and leaves. The screen goes black.

“She’s gone, Riku,” Sora said softly and Riku forced his back open. Seeing the black screen, he swallowed again, trying to make his shoulders relax.

Damnit, he hissed at himself. You couldn’t even deal with her when she was just barely on screen. How are you going to do when she appears in force?

He didn’t know.

Notes:

So, this is out later than I wanted it to be. I promise I have a reason. This whole week was hectic for me. I had my theater production, so the whole week was mostly rehearsal after rehearsal, plus the show. And it was very emotional because two people who had been there for years were leaving, so it was the last show we would be doing with them. On top of that, I was struck with massive writer's block this whole week, so when I got a chance to write, I couldn't make myself. This chapter was supposed to be longer, with more conversation between the Keyblade Wielders, but it didn't happen. Oh well. I mostly wrote all of this today and yesterday, but the first 2,000 words were written a week ago, so apologizes if there's a disconnect or shift between the two sections.

Notes:
1. I'm adding a couple more of my smaller headcannons into the work, like how I think Cloud was looking for Zack. I know the more popular theory was that he was looking for Aerith, so I added it in there, as if he was looking for both of them.
2. I'll go over the Merlin bit once it comes up in the novel continuity, which should be after Deep Jungle. It showed up before colosseum in the playthrough, but I think it fits better later. So, Donald was the one to teach Sora starter magic.

I don't know when the next chapter will be out. Probably sooner than this one was because I'll have more time to write, but Deep Jungle is longer that Olympus Colosseum so it could take longer to write. We'll just have to wait and see.

As always, comments are appreciated!

Have a wonderful day/night/afternoon/morning!

Chapter 6: Deep Jungle

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

As the Gummiship flew through space, Goofy and Sora were sitting near the back.

“Where are you heading now?” Kairi asked, tipping her head. She didn’t know that much about Sora’s adventures, basically nothing, so she was glad she was getting this view into his life.

“I think we’re heading to Tarzan’s world,” Sora replied, trying to categorize the worlds in his head. He had gone to Wonderland, then the Colosseum, then the Jungle, right? “It’s a big jungle.”

Goofy melancholily says that they’re not finding much, and Sora asks if he’s speaking about the king.

Mickey sighed. He didn’t mean to worry Donald and Goofy as much as they clearly had. He hoped they would trust him to not do anything exceedingly dangerous and to just focus on the Key and saving the worlds. But it was clear that he had failed in that regard.

Goofy says that he’s also talking about Sora’s friends and Alice.

Sora smiled slightly in remembrance. Even when Donald seemed more focused on finding Mickey, Goofy had always made sure Sora was okay and remembered that Sora also wanted to find his friends as well.

He was pretty sure that Goofy had mentioned offhand one day that he was a dad and Sora could believe it.

Donald reminds Goofy about the ship flying on happy faces and Goofy says that it just seems fishy that people keep disappearing and that there’s a big Heartless in every world.

Vanitas couldn’t help the flash of surprise that went through him. One of the bumbling idiots from Disneytown was actually thinking about what was happening in the worlds and acknowledging it as strange? The world must be truly ending.

Sora wonders what it could all mean and Jiminy agrees with him.

“That’s right, Jiminy mentioned that he lost his world as well,” Aqua said quietly to herself, her mind trying to formulate a map with all the information she was getting. “Why Jiminy’s world though? Why Sora’s?”

Sora mentions the Keyblade and how the Heartless in Wonderland were stronger than the ones in Traverse Town.

“Did you ever figure out why?” Roxas asked, aiming a look at Sora, who paused before replying.

“Well, the main idea is that Maleficent was just getting better at making them,” he explained, causing several eyebrows to raise.

“Maleficent was making them?” Terra asked and Sora nodded.

“Well, most of them,” he said. “Heartless are natural creatures that come from people’s hearts when they fall to darkness but a lot of the Heartless, we fought this time, like the big ones, were created specifically by Maleficent. There’s not usually that many Heartless around.”

Axel, Roxas, and Xion couldn’t help but remember the Heartless that Xion and Roxas would fight for the Organization. How many of those had been real and how many had been fake? Axel had noticed that there had been an increase in Heartless numbers but not Nobody numbers sometime before Roxas was created. Perhaps this was the reason.

“What was the second idea?” Naminé asked, shifting in her seat when a couple of confused glances were sent her way. “Sora said the main idea. So, there must have been another.”

“Well, the other was that there was more Darkness in Wonderland than there was in Traverse Town and that was what was making the Heartless stronger,” Sora said. “Though that’s harder to prove.”

Goofy bets that the Heartless will probably keep getting stronger.

And they did, thought Sora.

The ship rocks and Goofy asks Donald to fly better. Donald welcomes one of them to try it and Sora says he will.

Many of the teenagers sighed, having seen Sora do the exact same thing on the way to Wonderland. Kairi elbowed Sora in the side.

“What?” Sora asked, giving her a look. “I wanted to fly the ship. I’m much better at it now, anyway.”

Sora moves towards the controls and Donald stops him. A planet comes into view.

“Sora, please tell me you didn’t land in the jungle world because you crashed,” Riku muttered and Sora turned to him, an expression of clearly faked betrayal plastered across his face.

“Now Riku, why would you think that?” He asked and Riku sighed, shaking his head slowly.

The ship gets closer to it and Sora wonders what type of world it is. Donald says the king wouldn’t be there.

“I mean, Donald doesn’t know that,” Kairi murmured. “He could be there.”

Mickey paused, thinking. He was probably already in the Realm of Darkness at this point.

Sora brings up that Riku and Kairi could be there and asks to land. Donald says no and that they’re on an important mission.

Sora couldn’t help the small sigh that slipped through him. He was aware that he and Donald had their… problems when they first became travel members with each other. Donald had been focused on finding the king and hadn’t wanted to listen while Sora had truly grasped the fact that the leader of their world was missing. But now, watching it happen again from an outside perspective, he couldn’t help the small twinges of anger and discontent that bubbled back up inside him. Donald had said that he and Goofy would help Sora find Kairi and Riku just like Sora was helping them find Mickey. But he hadn’t really wanted to. At least, not until after this.

As Sora and Donald bicker, the controls go wild and the Gummiship starts tipping. Doanld tries to stop it, but nothing works. Donald blames Sora before ejecting them all from the cockpit, sending them flying.

“That was mean,” Kairi grumbled, leaning deeper into Sora’s side. The boy sighed.

“Donald and I… didn’t really see eye to eye in the beginning,” he said softly, half to Kairi, half to himself. “But we grew closer, and we became friends, I promise.”

Mickey closed his eyes and tried not to think about the consequences of this. He wished Donald would have been more… understanding to Sora and not so fixated on finding him, but he should have known that was what Donald was like.

Sora falls through several vines before landing in a large wooden hut.

Several people winced as they watched Sora bounce down to the ground and he could feel both Riku and Kairi giving him a critical look, as if scanning him for injuries that happened over a year ago.

“Guys, fine, remember?” He told them. “It barely hurt.”

Sora stands up, rubbing his head. He calls out for the other two.

Again, Riku was met with his… anger at Sora’s companions. He knew they cared for Sora, in their own way, but he had yet to see that care in the actions they took. Yes, Goofy was better at it than Donald, and he had seen some actions when he was following Sora after he woke up but there still wasn’t anything that reassured him that these two were Sora’s friends.

As Sora looks around, a jaguar appears from the shadows and attacks Sora, with Sora fending him off with his Keyblade.

Naminé gasped as the jaguar appeared, curling up in her seat. Aqua’s eyes widened as she started to recategorize the world on her internal “dangerous scale” and Riku felt his breath leave him for a quick second.

Sora gets thrown into the wall by the jaguar, but another person comes out of nowhere and fends the jaguar away with his hands and a spear.

“Who is that?” Kairi asked, taking in the man’s appearance and movements. He didn’t look completely human.

“Tarzan,” Sora explained. “He’s nice, but hard to understand. I think he was raised by apes.”

Tarzan says Sabor before repeating Sabor, Danger. Sora asks if the jaguar’s name was Sabor.

“Was it?” Xion asked, mildly intrigued and Sora shrugged. He hadn’t ever found out.

Sora thanks Tarzan and Tarzan repeats the word. Sora is confused.

“Does he… not understand you?” Aqua asked, watching the screen in fascination.

“I don’t… know exactly,” Sora explained. “A woman we met, Jane, seemed to understand him well enough, even if he never spoke a lot of English. I have a feeling Tarzan understands more than he knows, but he mostly has trouble saying it.”

Sora asks where he is, and Tarzan repeats him. Sora asks if he’s seen his friends.

“Sora, why are you asking him?” Kairi wondered, giving the boy next to her another elbow. “He clearly is only repeating what you say.”

“I had to try though,” Sora defended himself. “That was the whole reason I went there.”

Sora starts describing Donald but stops before mentioning Riku and Kairi.

“Isn’t Donald your friend?” Xion asked, leaning on Axel’s side. She hated it whenever she was separated from him and Roxas, especially if she hadn’t chosen to be. “Why aren’t you asking about him?”

“I guess I was a little upset,” Sora said slowly, looking down. “He had made it clear that he was focused on finding Mickey and I was upset about that and that he refused to look for Riku and Kairi. So, I focused on finding them. If Donald wasn’t going to help me, then I wasn’t going to help him.”

“Gosh Sora,” Mickey said, giving the boy a sad look. “I didn’t mean to make Donald focused on finding me. I did tell him to help whoever was holding the key.”

“I know Mickey, it’s not your fault,” Sora told him, returning his smile from earlier. “Donald just… really wanted to find you. Which makes sense. I really wanted to find Riku and Kairi. And we figured it out anyway.” He finished his statement with a wave of his hand but Aqua narrowed her eyes slightly. Sora was allowed to still be a little upset at Donald, especially if they hadn’t truly gone through their issues with each other. He didn’t have to immediately forgive the duck because the duck had said sorry. She resolved to wait and see what had come from it.

Tarzan asks Sora that he’s looking for Riku and Kairi before saying that they were here.

“What?” Kairi asked, raising an eyebrow. At this point, she was sleeping inside of Sora’s heart and Riku was lost to Darkness, probably somewhere in Hollow Bastion. She would like to believe that her body was with him.

“Tarzan meant that friends are in one’s heart,” Sora explained, trying not to think of the joy that had rushed through him when he had heard Tarzan’s words. After everything he had seen, even in the first week, he should have realized it wouldn’t be that easy. “It was something he learned and repeated often.” Sora felt his smile dim slightly as he remembered the sadness that had gone through him when he realized that Riku and Kairi weren’t there, and both of the other teenagers gave him worried looks.

Tarzan says a word that Sora doesn’t understand and gestures, before repeating that friends were there.

“Tarzan’s word for heart,” Sora explained without prompting.

Sora says he doesn’t understand but asks Tarzan to show him. Tarzan introduces himself before leading Sora away.

“It’s okay Sora,” Riku said quietly, feeling like he was going to trip over his own words. He was not good at this whole comforting thing. “We’re here now.” Sora paused, blinking in shock at the words coming from Riku of all people, before looking up and flashing the older boy a smile.

“Yep!” He chirped out, reaching out to hug the boy before turning to Kairi and doing the same thing. Kairi’s arms came up to return the hug. “You’re both here and you’re not allowed to leave again.” Both of the other teenagers privately thought that there was no way that was happening.

Donald wakes up on a boulder, looking over and seeing Goofy out cold next to him.

Despite all the feelings that were starting to flow back into Sora’s mind, he couldn’t help the little bit of relief that went through him when he saw Donald and Goofy, safe and unharmed. He knew they were okay; he saw them later in the camp, but still… It was nice to have it confirmed.

Donald wakes up Goofy, who seems unconcerned.

While there were a couple of laughs at Goofy’s shenanigans, many of them were still slightly off after watching Sora and Donald fight and hearing Sora’s thoughts.

Donald tells Goofy to wake up and Goofy realizes that Sora isn’t there.

Sora smiled softly at Goofy. Always the caretaker, he thought.

Donald asks who needs Sora and says that they’ll find the King without him.

Sora looked downward and Kairi twisted her head, giving the boy a concerned look. “Sora,” she said slowly, and Sora shook his head quickly, looking back up at her.

“It’s okay, remember?” He told her. “We figured it out.” Aqua watched the boy in concern. Mickey bit the inside of his cheek. Had he made a mistake sending Donald to find Sora?

Donald reaches for his wand, only to come into contact with a baby gorilla.

Sora tipped his head, staring at the gorilla. Had he seen that one when he was there?

“A gorilla?” Riku wondered, the smallest bit of awe in his voice. They had heard of gorillas on Destiny Islands, had seen the pictures of them, but he hadn’t ever seen one for himself. He hadn’t ever gone to the world that Sora was on.

Similarly, Kairi’s eyes were wide as she stared at the screen. Naminé tipped her head. She didn’t know why her Somebody was so enthralled. They had seen a bunch of magical things so far into the viewings, things much more crazy that a simple gorilla.

“Um… what’s a gorilla?” Xion asked quietly, aiming the question at Axel. He blinked, furrowing his brow as he tried to think about how to answer. In truth, he hadn’t ever met one either, and his knowledge of them, along with a lot of other animals, had drifted to the far back of his memory. Honestly, the only true things he remembered about his childhood before becoming a Nobody was Isa and his little sister, even if the memories of her were foggy as well. Everything else was a… blur, mostly.

“It’s an animal,” Sora answered instead, after a couple of seconds. “Kind of like us, they’re intelligent creatures who live in family troops and helped raise Tarzan. There’s a lot of them in the Jungle.”

“We’d learned about them in school, but…” Kairi started, still staring at the screen. “I never thought I’d actually ever see one.”

“Out of all the things you’ve seen, Princess?” Vanitas asked drily, giving her a look. “This is the thing that really takes you aback?”

Kairi puffed up slightly, glaring at the boy sitting across the room. While she usually liked to give everyone the benefit of the doubt, she couldn’t help but listen slightly to Aqua when she had dismissed the boy sitting in the chair. His actions hadn’t helped either. But now…

“Yes, because that is more proof that the worlds used to be connected in some way,” she told him, looking down her nose the best she could. For a second, she almost felt like an actual princess. “All the other things are just wild and crazy and fit their worlds. This is something that is shared between two worlds that should, theoretically, be completely and utterly separate.” Aqua gave her a small, proud smile, and Kairi had to push away foggy memories that told her you’ve seen that smile before and instead pointedly turned her gaze away from Vanitas to instead look at Sora, who was also giving her a smile. Though this one was significantly more hyper.

Vanitas huffed and looked away, resting his chin on his hand.

Donald jumps back in shock and a noise from the underbrush makes the little gorilla run off. He drops something.

“What was that?” Terra asked, not recognizing what the noise could be. Sora tipped his head in thought. They had come into contact with the gorillas, the Heartless, and the hunter during their time in the jungle but other than that…

Donald recognizes it as a Gummi block.

“How did a Gummi block get there?” Mickey wondered, blinking in confusion. Gummi fell from the stars, rarely but it did, though the most common way to get Gummi was from a thing already made of Gummi. Had there been another Gummiship in the Jungle? Or could it have been from Sora, Goofy, and Donald’s ship?

A voice asks who goes there and Donald and Goofy turn to see a man dressed as a hunter.

Sora frowned as he looked at Clayton. He hadn’t been… the greatest person, wanting to hunt the gorillas, but he hadn’t deserved to get his heart stolen by the Heartless and turned into the thing they had to fight. He wished that things had turned out peacefully, but that unfortunately was not possible in some worlds.

Sora follows Tarzan through the vines.

“That looks dangerous,” Kairi murmured, watching Sora skid through the vines. Sora couldn’t really say anything against it. It had been dangerous.

“It was fun though,” he told her, and she huffed but didn’t say anything.

Tarzan leads Sora into a tent, calling out for Jane. A woman turns around.

“So, Tarzan’s the odd one out here?” Riku asked under his breath, trying to figure out how the world worked.

“Yeah,” Sora replied, nodding. “He was raised by apes while the others… weren’t, I think.”

Jane asks who Sora is. When Sora starts to introduce himself, Jane realizes that Sora speaks English and probably isn’t Tarzan’s family.

“I mean, wasn’t that kind of obvious?” Ven wondered. “Sora’s walking and looking so different from Tarzan.” Sora shrugged. Perhaps it was in fact hard to tell. They didn’t know that much about the world.

Jane asks if Sora’s here to study the gorillas.

“Jane was a researcher,” Sora said, cutting off a couple of questions that were about to be asked.

A man says he doubts that and the hunter from before enters, leading Donald and Goofy.

Mickey couldn’t help the small sigh of relief that slipped out of him. He was glad Donald and Goofy were okay, even if he was still a little worried about how Donald was dealing with Sora.

The three of them reunite but Sora and Donald remain angry at each other.

Both Sora and Mickey bit back sighs.

Jiminy appears and tells them that he’s glad they’re okay.

“I swear, every time he pops up, he scares me,” Roxas grumbled, a sentiment repeated around the room. It was very easy to forget that Jiminy was also traveling with them.

Donald asks where the Gummiship is and Jiminy says that he hid it a little way beyond the tent.

“Can Jiminy even pilot it?” Kairi asked, turning to Sora. “He is very small.”

“I’ve… decided not to ask,” Sora admitted with a sheepish smile. “He doesn’t do it often, anyways.”

Clayton calls them a circus of clowns.

Kairi and Riku both made noises of offence on Sora’s behalf while Vanitas and Roxas snickered. Sora huffed out an offended noise.

As Clayton leaves, Jane reminds him that they’re studying gorillas, not hunting them.

“He’s going to be a problem, isn’t he?” Aqua asked, already able to see the darkness that must have been swirling around Clayton. It reminded her of the stepsisters a little. Too caught up in their own world and desires to listen to others. Too… greedy.

“Yeah,” Sora replied with a grimace. “He’d gets transformed into a Heartless and we have to end him.” He winced. Another death on his toll.

Jane welcomes them in and says the more the merrier.

“She’s nice,” Kairi murmured, watching the young woman and Sora nodded. Jane had been very nice to them, even when they were as strange as they were.

“She just… doesn’t blink at the walking dog and duck?” Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow.

“I mean, she knows Tarzan,” Xion replied. “Perhaps they aren’t the weirdest people she’s seen?”

Both Sora and Donald say that they’re staying, giving each other looks.

Sora winced at his past actions. And Donald’s past actions.

Sora turns to Jane and introduces themselves to her. She greets them.

Now not in the moment, Sora could see that Jane was very blasé about the fact that there was a walking, talking duck and dog. Even in the world she lived in, you would think that she would have a couple of questions.

Goofy shows Sora the piece of a Gummi block and Sora asks what it is.

Mickey focused up on the screen. Maybe they would figure out where the Gummi block came from.

Goofy explains that it’s a piece of Gummi and Donald says that it could mean that the King was there.

“You weren’t there, were you Mickey?” Riku asked, turning in his seat to look at the king, who shook his head. “So, how’d the Gummi block get there?”

“Well, Gummi falls from the sky most of the time,” Mickey explained. “We just happened to have a lot of it from the sky. It’s possible that piece just fell from the sky. Or it could be from Sora’s Gummiship.”

“Must be from the sky then,” Sora said.

Donald says they have to work together for the moment and Sora agrees but specifies for only the present moment.

“How did you become friends again?” Kairi asks. “You two seem pretty mad at each other.”

“Well…” Sora trailed off, thinking back. “Thank the Heartless? And Tarzan?” Riku rolled his eyes, hidden from most of the watchers.

Roxas couldn’t help but think about himself and Axel. Their friendship had been broken by secrets and they hadn’t really had a chance to fully repair it before Roxas had been kidnapped and lost all his memories. He wondered if the three of them, given time, would have been able to repair their friendship, like Sora clearly had done.

Jane asks Sora if he’s looking for something and Sora says he’s looking for his friends. He says that Tarzan said they were here, but he can’t talk to Tarzan.

Sora’s hands tightened around his friends. They were here, they were fine.

Jane explains that Tarzan was raised by apes in the jungle and that he doesn’t understand that much of their language.

“I wonder how they’re doing,” Sora muttered to himself. He hadn’t ever been back to the Jungle since then. He hoped Tarzan and Jane were doing okay. Perhaps he should visit that place after he got out.

Sora asks Tarzan where his friends are, but Tarzan doesn’t completely understand, just repeating “friends here”.

“It’s… sweet?” Kairi started. “That Tarzan thinks his friends are in his heart.” But she could feel Sora’s frustration through the screen, and she was trying to make present him feel better. She knew he would find her eventually, in Hollow Bastion, but it didn’t make watching Sora’s journey any easier. Even though she had technically been a part of it.

Sora explains that Tarzan said one other word that he couldn’t understand. Jane says they could try slides to see if they could guess the word that Tarzan was saying.

“Does it work?” Aqua asked but Sora shook his head.

The first slide shows a place.

“Radiant Garden!” Terra said in surprise, recognizing the tall Castle surrounded by trees.

“Wait, that’s Radiant Garden?” Sora asked, turning to look at the older Keyblade Wielder, who nodded. “Huh, it didn’t look like that when I was there.”

“Well, it’s still recovering,” Mickey explained, taking over the story. “It fell to darkness, then was brought back by Maleficent as Hollow Bastion. Even with all the work of the Restoration Council, it’ll take a while before it’s back to its former glory.”

Kairi blinked in wonder, looking at the image on the screen. That was her birth world? That beautiful Castle? Had she lived in it? She was a Princess of Heart; did that mean she was an actual Princess? Alice hadn’t been, but all the others had. Did she visit that place regularly? Had she run through the forest, even in her small five-year-old body? She hadn’t ever felt really the urge or need to return to her birthplace but now… She might want to.

Axel couldn’t help the small wince that went through him when he saw the picture of his old home. Even if most of the memories were fuzzy, he could still recall the plaza where he and Isa often spent their time. Running in-between alleys, helping his younger sister to touch the water from the fountain. Beautiful sunsets where he could forget everything. Forget the gaping hole after his parents’ disappearance/probable murder, forget the girl in the basement who they still had to save, forget the darkness that was encroaching in the ending days of Radiant Garden. While his life in Radiant Garden hadn’t been perfect, it had been nice. And he hadn’t ever missed it before now…

Sora feels like the place is familiar but thinks that he’s never been off his island.

“It could have been me,” Kairi said softly, eyes enraptured by the screen. “While I don’t remember what happened while I was in your heart, I was able to share memories with you and react to… extreme circumstances. Maybe I recognized my home, even if I didn’t remember it.” Sora paused, thinking it over. They’d seen crazier things in the past couple of months.

“Maybe,” he said, reaching out to give Kairi a hug. He had seen the wonder in her eyes when she gazed at Radiant Garden. He should take her with him to see it.

Jane goes through a couple more slides, but nothing happens.

Several of them thought the slides were rather random and few of them. It hadn’t really helped figure out what Tarzan was saying.

When Tarzan can’t answer, Clayton says that they must be with the other gorillas, who Tarzan has refused to show them where they live.

Suspicious, several people thought. Not about Tarzan’s actions, but Clayton’s insistence that they had to be at the gorilla home. And Jane had called him a hunter before…

Jane says Tarzan wouldn’t hide anything but is cut off by Clayton, who asks Tarzan where the gorillas are.

Naminé, in a bizarre thought which she didn’t realize where it came from, thought that Clayton and Larxene were similar. In the way that they wouldn’t take an answer for an answer if it wasn’t the one they liked.

Tarzan looks at Sora before nodding. Jane asks if Tarzan is sure.

“That was nice of him,” Kairi said.

“Why though?” Ven asked. “He must have known that Sora’s friends weren’t there.”

“I think he just wanted to help,” Sora explained.

Tarzan says that he’ll go see Kerchak.

“Who’s Kerchak?” Xion asked.

“The leader of the gorillas, I think,” Sora replied.

Jane asks who Kerchak is, and Clayton says that he’s probably the leader of the gorillas. He says he’ll go along as an escort, mentioning that the jungle is dangerous.

That’s a bad idea, was a thought passed around the room.

Goofy whispers to Sora that he has a bad feeling about Clayton.

“Good instincts,” Terra murmured. That was something that everyone could use.

Jiminy says he’ll watch the Gummiship and leaves.

“Does he always watch the Gummiship?” Roxas asked and Sora paused before shrugging.

“Sometimes he does, sometimes he comes with us,” Sora said. “It’s a tossup.”

Sora asks Tarzan if this is really okay, and Tarzan says that they’ll go see friends.

“I agree with Key Kid, as weird as that sounds,” Vanitas muttered. “You’re clearly leading Clayton to exactly where he wants to go. Why would you do that?”

“If there was a chance that Riku and Kairi were there, I had to take it,” Sora said firmly. “Even if it made me uneasy.”

Heartless appears in front of them and Sora tells Donald and Goofy that they don’t have to do anything. He’ll take care of it.

“Why would you say that?” Kairi asked, twisting to look at Sora in shock. “You’ve always fought together before.”

“Well, you’re seeing what’s going on between Donald and me,” Sora said, looking down. “I suppose… I didn’t really want to fight with him at the time, knowing that he’d be bad tempered about it.”

“Still Sora,” Riku told him, and Sora wilted slightly. Why did Riku have to use the “I’m disappointed in you” voice? “That is dangerous. You could have gotten hurt.”

“I’ll be fine, promise,” Sora said, trying to placate both of his friends. “Donald and Goofy help anyways. Eventually.”

Donald asks if that means Sora doesn’t need his magic anymore and Sora says he guesses.

“I should have been nicer,” Sora murmured, and Kairi jabbed him in the side with her elbow. “Ow Kairi, what the heck?”

“Listen, while usually I’m all for making friendships and the like, in this moment you’re allowed to be a little surly,” Kairi told him seriously, looking at him in the eyes. “You and Donald have genuine grievances against each other and until you can sit down and talk about it, you’re allowed to be a little mad at him. During a battle might not be the best place to argue, but don’t get mad at yourself for being mad. It’s fine to be mad.”

Sora shot her a small smile.

Unknown to her, her words were rattling around the heads of two of the other Keyblade Wielders. Terra and Aqua both frowned minutely.

Terra felt his hands curl slightly into fists. Hearing someone say that, even if it was a small child who should be no where near this fight, made him feel… better, in a way. All Master Eraqus had taught him was that all negative emotions, anger, jealousy, greed, fear, led to the Darkness. There was no way to stop it unless you stopped having those emotions. But was that even possible? It was a thought that had circulated in his head often, before and after the possession. Could he have stopped those emotions from overtaking him?

He shook his head.

No. Nothing could have stopped him. He was just too… dark.

Aqua looked down. Be careful of those emotions, she warned Kairi in her head That’s a really quick way to getting swallowed up by the darkness. Never linger on those feelings, especially not if you’re a Keybearer.

Donald says that they aren’t one for all anymore. Goofy tries to stop them from arguing.

“I just feel bad for Goofy,” Roxas muttered. “Having to deal with you two.”

Donald and Goofy join the fight but Donald and Sora fight separately from each other.

“At least, they’re helping?” Naminé said, trying to lighten the atmosphere slightly.

At the end of the fight, a couple of Heartless jumps out of the bushes and startle Donald. Sora calls out to him.

Kairi smiled slightly; an action mirrored by Riku. No matter how mad Sora was at someone, he wouldn’t sit by why they got hurt. That just wasn’t who he was.

Tarzan defends Donald and Sora tells Donald angrily that he said that they didn’t have to fight.

“Worried, Sora?” Kairi said, giving Sora a look and Sora huffed, looking away. It had scared him, to see Donald attacked, but he had also been mad at him at the time.

Donald says not to underestimate a Royal Magician and Sora rebukes that he doesn’t care how royal Donald is, that he can get rid of the Heartless on his own. The two of them look away from each other.

Mickey winced; a motion noticed by a couple of the watchers.

“What’s wrong, Mickey?” Riku asked, having seen the King’s wince, and Mickey looked away for a second.

“That… might not have been the nicest thing to say, Sora,” Mickey said gently, looking to the younger boy. “I know you didn’t mean it, you have no idea, but… Donald takes great pride in his status as the Royal Magician. It helped him and his family a lot in life.”

“What do you mean?” Sora asked, tipping his head. Donald had spoken about Daisy before, so he knew about her, but he didn’t know about anyone else.

“Well…” Mickey trailed off. “Has Donald ever talked about his family?”

“Just his wife, Daisy,” Sora responded, and Mickey hummed in consideration, tapping his fingers together.

“Donald had a sister, named Della,” Mickey explained slowly, several people noting the had in the statement. “She’s gone now. No one knows what happened to her. She was an explorer and one day just… didn’t come back. But she left behind three kids, who weren’t even hatched yet. And it was only Donald still around to take care of them. At the time, he was right out of spending time working in the army of the Kingdom and didn’t have nearly enough to support them. So, he took to learning magic because it was a well-paying profession. Now, his nephews want for nothing and have good prospects going forward. And he even reconnected with his uncle. Because of his magic and later, his status, as Royal Magician.”

“Oh,” Sora said softly, looking down.

“It’s not your fault for saying it, you didn’t know,” Mickey reassured him. “Plus, he’s probably forgotten about it by now but… just for in the future.”

Sora nodded, looking up at Mickey. “I will keep that in mind. I didn’t know he had a sister.”

“Well, no one really likes talking about her, unless it’s telling her kids what she was like,” Mickey said. “It’s been twenty years now, anyway. Della Duck mostly just exists in memories now.”

A somber mood settled over the watching room for a second, many of the people reeling from the information they just got. It hadn’t ever really occurred to any of them that Donald had a missing sister or nephews he had to provide for.

Tarzan asks Goofy if Donald and Sora aren’t friends anymore and Goofy says he doesn’t know.

Sora blinked, trying to focus back on the present and not what Mickey had just told him. It wouldn’t do any good now to focus on it. Maybe he could talk with Donald once he got out of here, clear the air between them fully.

The four of them end up on a rocky outcropping, where two gorillas sit.

“Kerchak, I assume?” Aqua asked, looking to Sora, who nodded.

Tarzan asks Kerchak to listen to him.

Several people jumped in surprise.

“Wait, I thought he couldn’t speak English?” Ven asked, blinking in surprise.

“He can’t,” Sora said, watching the screen in fascination. “When we were there, all were heard were gorilla noises. He’s not speaking English.”

“Then how can we understand it?” Terra asked and Sora paused before shrugging.

“Magical room that’s showing us the past and future?” He said, pitching up the end of the sentence in a question.

“It wouldn’t be the craziest thing that’s happened in the past hour,” Axel said, gesturing to the room at large. Where several people sat that should not be there.

“How much magic was used to create this?” Aqua wondered under her breath. It couldn’t have been easy.

Tarzan says he trusts Sora and the others, and he wants to help them because they need help.

“So, he’s actually that sweet,” Kairi murmured, thinking back to the “friends in heart” thing.

“Yeah, he cares about everyone,” Sora replied, thinking about Jane’s and Tarzan’s relationship. Two very different people making it work between them.

Goofy asks if anyone got that and Donald says no. Kerchak hears something and walks off, being followed by the other gorilla. Goofy notices that he seemed distracted by something.

“By Clayton,” Sora explained, thinking back. Clayton had gone to the treehouse, hadn’t he?

Sora walks toward Tarzan and attempts to comfort him before mentioning the direction Kerchak walked off to.

“How’d you know?” Xion asked and Sora paused.

“I don’t think I did,” Sora said. “The way he was acting just seemed off… and I recognized the direction he was going.”

In the treehouse, a young gorilla is playing with a globe.

Oh, Sora thought. It is the same gorilla.

Clayton crouches just out of sight and lines up a shot.

Hearing Kairi suck in a breath of concern, not being the only one to do it, he reached out and patted her arm in a soothing manner. “Don’t worry,” he told her. “We stopped him.”

Donald runs up behind him, screaming, causing Clayton to miss his shot.

Even with the tense atmosphere, there were several laughs echoing around the room. Kairi clapped a hand to her mouth to stifle giggles and Roxas and Xion both laughed. Naminé quietly giggled, taken off guard, while Sora smiled, used to Donald’s antics.

The young gorilla runs off, hiding behind Kerchak who came through one of the doors. Tarzan calls out to Kerchak, but he leaves.

“He could at least say something,” Kairi muttered. “Tarzan’s trying to talk to him.”

Tarzan turns to Clayton, who says that he was trying to save the gorilla from a snake.

“Does he think that anyone’s going to actually believe that?” Vanitas snarked, rolling his eyes. “That’s so clearly a lie. Good lies have at least a little bit of truth in them.”

The group travels back to the tent. Jane scolds Clayton, despite his attempts to justify himself. Jane apologizes to the group.

“She shouldn’t have to deal with him,” Aqua said quietly. “He should have been sent away the second he started to threaten the gorillas.”

Sora says she doesn’t have to apologize, and a gunshot rings out.

“He really went for the gorillas?” Kairi exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air. “After Jane just told him not to?”

“I don’t actually know what happened,” Sora admitted. “That was the last time we saw Clayton before the Heartless absorbed his heart. I don’t know what he did.”

The group runs out to see a gorilla surrounded by Heartless. They move to attack, with Sora and Donald arguing slightly. Goofy says it’s not the time.

“Have to agree with him,” Roxas said. “Arguing while fighting is… not a good idea.”

Sora and Goofy get separated while fighting and Goofy says that the gunshot could have been Clayton attempting to help the gorillas.

Several people doubted that was true.

Sora says he would like to believe that but gets sideswiped by a Heartless, being saved by Donald.

“Still friends, even when we were arguing,” Sora said softly.

Donald says he owes him, and Sora replies that he doesn’t want to owe him.

“It’s… nice that you’re still helping each other?” Naminé said slowly, watching the screen.

Donald helps the gorilla from before and the gorilla hugs him in fear.

“Poor baby,” Xion whispered, and Roxas gave her a look. He would never understand her obsession with animals.

Donald says that he can’t fight with the gorilla and Goofy recommends sending him back to the tent. Donald does so. The rest of the fight the Heartless, getting progressively farther away from the camp.

“Is it a good idea to get that far away from Jane?” Aqua asked. “She can’t defend herself.”

Sora grimaced, thinking about what happened next. “No, it wasn’t.”

Goofy attempts to have Donald and Sora make up while on the way back to the tent, but it doesn’t work. Tarzan looks nervous as he enters the camp.

“What’s wrong?” Terra asked, seeing Tarzan’s uneasiness. Sora doesn’t answer.

The three of them enter the tent, only to see that Jane and the gorilla are missing.

“Oh!” Kairi exclaimed. “Were they okay?”

“Yes, they were,” Sora told her. “We found them just fine.”

Tarzan calls out for Jane before realizing that there is a strange smell and taking off towards the treehouse.

“What’s so special about the treehouse anyway?” Ven asked, thinking back. “It looked like it had been inhabited before and everything seems to happen there.”

“I don’t know,” Sora said. “I never thought to ask. But… Tarzan had to get to the jungle somehow, right?”

When they arrive at the treehouse, Jane looks out from hiding inside it. There are several gorillas in the area.

Kairi relaxed slightly when she saw that the woman was okay.

Jane explains that Clayton came to the tent, and she doesn’t remember anything else.

“Clayton was already a Heartless at this point?” Axel asked and Sora nodded.

A gunshot is heard behind them, and they turn to see Clayton. Tarzan says that it isn’t Clayton.

“He… looks normal?” Xion said slowly. With all her experience fighting Heartless, she hadn’t ever seen one like Clayton. He looked normal.

Sora made a face. In his head, he could see Scar leering down at him and the others, no longer a lion and no longer himself.

”It happens sometimes,” he explained with a grimace. “I don’t know why though.

“How’d Tarzan know?” Aqua murmured quietly under her breath.

Something invisible bursts through the wall behind him and smacks Tarzan away.

“What was that?” Riku asked, sitting straighter as he realized that Sora was once again being thrown into fighting. Another one of the big Heartless, maybe?

“A Heartless,” Sora explained, answering Riku’s thoughts. “Though, this one was invisible. It was hard to fight.”

It looks like Clayton is flying but Goofy realizes it’s an invisible Heartless.

“How are you supposed to fight something like that?” Kairi asked, hands circling around Sora’s arm.

“Guess?” Sora said, getting a look from multiple people in the room.

Kerchak moves in to protect Tarzan and Sora, Donald, and Goofy focus on the Heartless.

Kairi smiled when she saw Kerchak help Tarzan. It was good to see that their relationship wasn’t too damaged.

Donald and Sora argue as they fight, their attacks getting in the way of each other. Goofy tries to stop them, but they ignore it.

“It’s okay,” Sora said, feeling Riku’s judgment even if he wasn’t looking at him. “We made up after this.”

The three of them eventually manage to destroy the Heartless. Clayton is crushed by it.

“Should I feel bad that he’s gone?” Xion questioned, watching the screen. True he hadn’t looked like a Heartless, but he had been one. And he hadn’t been the best person before he turned into a Heartless.

“It’s… complicated,” Axel responded. Sure, if they had hearts and emotions, then maybe they should feel bad, but they didn’t so…

The gorillas celebrate and Kerchak picks up Sora, sending him, Donald, and Goofy flying through the air.

“What the-?” Kairi said, taken aback, but Sora smiled at her.

“I’m fine, it was fine.”

The three of them land in a pile, quickly getting off each other.

“Is that the only way you know how to land?” Vanitas snickered. “It seems like it happens quite often.” Sora gave him a look.

Tarzan climbs up to them, pointing at the waterfall and calling it his home.

“It’s beautiful,” Aqua said, looking at the waterfall and the lake and greenery around it. Several people agreed with her.

Tarzan takes them and Jane behind the waterfall, revealing a giant cavern and tree.

Xion felt the urge to go there, to see the worlds she never had. It would be an… adventure. She’d go with Axel and Roxas, and no one would tell them what to do ever again.

If only they were alive to go there.

Tarzan says the word they didn’t know, listening to sound of the waterfall around the cave. Jane realizes that the word is heart.

“Is that place… Tarzan’s heart?” Roxas asked, feeling slightly confused.

“It’s more like, he feels the most at ease there, it’s his home, and the waterfall sounds like a heartbeat, kinda,” Sora explained.

Tarzan asks if they understand, and Jane says that friends are inside their hearts.

Sora smiled, slightly sadly. While Jane was correct and had been continued to be proven correct with everything that Sora did, he could still remember the slightly sad feeling that had overtaken him when he realized that Riku and Kairi weren’t there. That he had to keep searching for them.

Tarzan explains that with no heart, there’s no friends. Sora and Donald turn to each other. They apologize to each other.

“See?” Sora said, waving at the screen. “We made up. We’re fine now.”

Sora looks at the tree and blue butterflies move, revealing the Keyhole.

“They really are random, aren’t they?” Terra muttered, thinking back to Wonderland’s.

Sora locks the Keyhole and gets another Gummi block.

“Did they come from every Keyhole?” Aqua asked and Sora nodded. As well as he remembered at least.

Donald gets hugged by the young gorilla from before and Goofy says that he has an admirer. Donald says that Daisy would kill him, causing laughter.

Sora laughed along with his onscreen counterpart. It was nice to see him and Donald laughing together again.

The screen fades back in, showing the dark room again.

Sora’s laughter abruptly ended, and he turned to look at Riku, who had gone stiff.

Really? He scolded himself. Are you going to react like that whenever she comes onscreen? But he couldn’t help the slight quickening of his breath and Sora reached out, grasping his hand tightly. No one else said anything, but Terra was watching carefully for the signs that Riku was having another panic attack.

Maleficent and the others talk about Clayton and how his lust for power got himself turned into a Heartless.

It’s fine, she’s not here.

“How is she watching you?” Aqua asked, trying to think about the different magics it could have been. “How is that possible?” Sora shrugged, unknowing.

Vanitas smirked. I wonder how long it will take to realize that Master Xehanort was watching all three of them the whole time. The scars on his palms twinged slightly as he thought that, and he winced. It’s fine.

Emerging from the shadows, Jafar says that a weak-hearted fool like him was no match for the Heartless.

Sora narrowed his eyes, remembering Jafar kidnapping Jasmine.

He says that Sora is a problem because he sealed one of the Keyholes. Maleficent says it’ll take him ages to find the rest.

“How about… no?” Sora snarked, feeling Kairi laugh from his side. He was trying to lighten the atmosphere slightly and felt relieved when he saw the smallest twitches on Riku’s face.

She says he remains blissfully unaware of their other plan.

Riku flinched. A plan you helped, you made. They couldn’t have done it without you. Sora’s grip tightened on his hand.

Maleficent says the princesses are falling into their hands and Alice is shown.

You kidnapped her, you helped Maleficent, you-

“Riku?” Sora asked quietly and the older boy looked down at him, pulled from his thoughts. “We okay?” Riku blinked once, trying to slow his breathing.

“Okay,” he responded, and Sora gave him a small smile.

The screen turns off and the lights come up.

“Sora,” Mickey said slowly, and Sora turned to look at the king, not letting go of Riku’s hand. “I think I might know why Donald was acting the way he was.” Sora tipped his head, intrigued.

“Well, this isn’t the first time I’ve gone missing,” Mickey revealed, looking down. “In Donald’s and Goofy’s time at the palace, I disappeared one other time for a long period of time. Eleven years ago.” Aqua blinked, realizing what he was talking about. “You guys know I know Aqua and well, I was a part of everything that went down then. And I was gone for a while and when I came back…” Mickey trailed off and his hands twitched before he looked back up at them. “I wasn’t the same, not for a while. Aqua and the others were my friends, and they were gone, and it seemed like they had died. I was… mourning them.”

“Mickey…” Aqua said and Mickey looked to her, smiling softly at her.

“You were my friends and I thought you gone,” he told her. “Wouldn’t you do the same for me?” Mickey turned back to Sora. “Donald was probably afraid that if he didn’t find me, it might have been the same thing. And he was probably worried about that. It’s not an excuse for why he acted like he did, but it might be a reason.”

Sora paused before smiling in Mickey’s direction. “It’s okay, your majesty,” he said. “Donald and I are friends now and while I know he was stressed; we’ve worked past that. Plus, you’re here now, so hopefully he won’t be as worried.”

“I’m not leaving again,” Mickey promised. Sora smiled, before letting it dim slightly. His eyes traveled back to Riku. He couldn’t help but be worried. He knew what happened after this.

Notes:

I'm sorry if that ending felt clunky. I did my best and had like three other ways it could have ended but this one sounded the best.

Some notes:
1. School is starting for me soon, so I don't really know how that will affect the update schedule of this. I know I'll have less time to write, but I'll do my best to keep this semi-consistent.
2. You might have noticed, I'm going the "Lea and Kairi are siblings" route. Yes, this is one of the more... loose headcanons I'm putting in there, but Kairi desperately needs something to develop in this story more than realizing that Sora doesn't like her. Thus, Lea and Kairi. I know that there is very little to support this headcanon in canon other than the fact that they both have red hair and are from the same place, but it's my story. And if it really bothers you, it won't be that big of a deal until the Birth By Sleep section. Personally, I'm looking forward to that part.
3. To do Donald's backstory, I combined parts of what we know from Kingdom Hearts lore and the lore of Ducktales, the cartoon from 2017. I love that cartoon to pieces, so it's a little nod to it. It won't be that big of a part. Also, in Disney™ canon, I'm pretty sure that Donald actually did serve in the navy, which is why he wears a uniform. I'm pretty sure that's right. So, while it was the army in this story, I'm not pulling that out of nowhere.

As always, comments and Kudos's are appreciated! Have a good day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 7: Traverse Town Again

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Traveling in the Gummiship, Sora looks out to the stars.

Again, all the kids who hadn’t been off their worlds or hadn’t ever gotten to places where they wanted to go were enraptured by the view. So many worlds, so many places to discover. You could get lost in the universe if you wanted to. One person in the room might have wanted to.

Goofy notes that the Gummi block from the Keyhole looks different, catching Sora’s attention.

All the Gummi blocks from Keyholes were weird, Sora recalled to himself. All of them were navigation, I think. When a Gummi block came from a Keyhole, that is.

Sora asks what’s strange about it and Goofy says that he can almost see something inside of it.

“Why’s that?” Aqua asked and Sora paused.

“I think it is because it’s a Navigation Gummi,” he explained, with a quick look at Mickey to make sure he was saying the right things. “It’s just another type of Gummi block.”

Sora looks at the Gummi block and Donald says that maybe Leon will know what it is. Goofy says that they should go back to Traverse Town.

Wait, Riku thought, trying to map the timeline in his head. This is a couple days after the Wonderland… thing, and they’re heading back to Traverse Town…

Oh.

He took in a deep breath, trying to regulate his breathing. It was fine, everything was fine. They would just have to witness his young, stupid, corrupted self. No biggie.

Sora and Donald bicker about piloting, but it’s a lot more light-hearted.

“Is this a frequent argument?” Kairi asked with a small laugh, oblivious to the tension that had started to build in both Sora and Riku.

“A little, yeah,” Sora replied, trying to smile and relax. It’s okay, he told himself. Everyone can see that Riku’s changed and that he’s not working for Maleficent anymore. They won’t get mad at him. I won’t let them.

Aqua watched the two boys out of the corner of her eye. It was clear something had just changed. What was coming up next?

The three of them walk through Traverse Town, with Donald noting that there’s a lot less Heartless. The three of them meet Yuffie.

“So, Leon, Yuffie, and Aerith live in Traverse Town?” Terra asked. “Were they born there?”

“No, their world was destroyed by Maleficent,” Sora explained before pausing. “Actually, they’re also from Radiant Garden.” He tried to remember his conversations with them. That had been brought up, hadn’t it? “They arrived in Traverse Town after Radiant Garden fell. They’re trying to fix Radiant Garden now.”

Axel blinked in surprise as he listened to Sora. Another couple of people from Radiant Garden? He didn’t recognize any of them, but Radiant Garden was a big place. Plus, Yuffie couldn’t have been that old when the world was swallowed by Darkness.

Kairi looked up, taking a closer look at the girl on screen. She should talk to her, as well as Aerith and Leon. Perhaps they knew more about Radiant Garden, things they could tell her.

Yuffie greets them and they tell her about everything they’ve done.

“She doesn’t seem that confused by some of the things you all are saying,” Axel noted.

“Well, she’s also seen some stuff,” Sora said. “It might not be that hard to believe.”

Yuffie says that seems hard and wishes she could have been there. Sora says it’s okay and he’ll do anything to find Riku and Kairi.

Kairi leaned a little on Sora’s side when he said that, giving him a smile which he shakily returned. Her eyes narrowed slightly. What was wrong?

Sora says they came back to find Leon and Yuffie tells them he’s probably in the underground cavern.

“How big is Traverse Town?” Aqua asked, trying to map it out in her head. It would need to be big, so everyone who made it there could have a place but was it even possible for the World to spring up a world that was big enough? What were the limits?

“Not that big,” Sora answered. “It’s a main area, a couple of districts, some shops and living spaces, and then there’s a mapping of caverns underneath it. Nothing big like the other worlds we’ve visited.” Probably because it only appeared when people needed it.

When Sora questions her, she explains how to get to it. When they leave, she warns them to watch out for Heartless.

“She’s pretty casual about Heartless,” Roxas said. “Wasn’t she worried about them the last time?”

“Well, she was with Sora last time, who the Heartless were tracking,” Xion replied. “The Heartless aren’t probably as big as a threat when she’s alone.”

The three of them enter the Second District, where they get attacked by Heartless.

“That was quick,” Kairi mentioned.

Sora mentions that they’re stronger than before and wonders if that means that the Darkness is stronger.

Well, I was there, so probably, Riku thought, trying not to think about what happened next. What had to happen next.

The three of them duck into the hotel to hide, realizing that they were in the same building before they even met.

“It’s fate.” Ven dropped his voice slightly as he spoke to be funny and got a couple of snickers.

Or manipulation, Vanitas thought.

Sora recounts when they met, saying that he thought they were Heartless for a second when they landed on him.

Mickey couldn’t help the little laugh that slipped out of him when Sora said that. But he had also noticed the slight tension that had appeared between Riku and Sora and was worried. Was Riku about to show up?

The three of them jumped off the balcony into the alley.

“Sora!” Kairi scolded him. “Don’t go jumping off of balconies!”

Sora grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. “I… knew I wouldn’t get hurt?” He tried, but Kairi’s look didn’t let up. “I won’t do it again?” Kairi relaxed slightly.

Goofy searches the alley while Sora and Donald fight off the Heartless and tells them that the only place he hasn’t looked is behind the sewer grate.

“Perhaps it could be there!” Vanitas drawled, sarcasm thick in his voice, getting several looks.

The three of them work together to break down the grate, falling into the waterway below.

There were several laughs as the image of Sora, Donald, and Goofy running at grate and basically slamming it with their bodies showed on the screen and Sora looked down with a flush. Roxas, Xion, and Ven all laughed, accompanied by the snickers of Vanitas and Kairi. Looking up, Sora could see a small smile curve its way up Riku’s mouth, so he wasn’t too mad. Anything to make Riku feel better.

Walking deeper into the cavern, the three of them find Leon, who’s training, and Aerith, who’s watching.

“Why go that deep to train?” Terra asked, watching Leon on screen. “Wouldn’t it just be difficult to get to and from the place?”

“Well, for one, we never saw any Heartless down there,” Sora replied, thinking back. “And, it might have been special to the two of them. They spent the last couple of years in Traverse Town, nearly ten. They might have had a connection to the place.” Terra acknowledged this with a nod of his head. He had a special place he liked to train as well.

Leon goes on training, but Aerith turns and greets them as they enter.

“Rude,” Kairi murmured, looking at Leon. “He could at least say hi.” Sora shrugged. That was just Leon.

Sora asks why she said, “Welcome back”, noting that Yuffie did it too. Leon says that Traverse Town is a place for those without homes, so the people there greet them like they’re coming home.

“That’s nice,” Naminé said quietly, knowing that if she was greeted like that, she would either be thrown into a flashback to Larxene or burst into tears. It was a fifty-fifty chance.

Leon pauses in his training and asks Sora if he found anything.

Now you pay attention, Kairi thought with an eyeroll.

Sora says he doesn’t know if it counts and recounts everything he’s done.

“I’d say that counts,” Axel drawled, giving the young boy a look. “You save two worlds as well as stumbled across some less than normal activities.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Sora responded. “I just didn’t know if Leon counted that.”

Leon contemplates that Sora locked the Keyholes while Aerith says that Sora is the only one who can save the worlds.

Mickey, Aqua, and Terra all flinched.

Maybe I shouldn’t have gone to find the worlds, Mickey thought to himself, eyes drifting to Sora. Perhaps I should have been the one to find Sora. I was already a Keyblade Master, as unknown as that is to most. I could have helped Sora, could have made it clear that the burden of saving the worlds wasn’t his alone. That it could be shared. He stifled a sigh, his gaze continuing onto Riku. But then I wouldn’t have been there for Riku. He would have been abandoned and alone in the Realm of Darkness, alone in Castle Oblivion when facing Ansem, alone in trying to restore Sora’s memories. And as much as it hurts to see Sora struggle like this, I wouldn’t give up Riku for that. Sora had Doanld and Goofy and now he has us.

You could have been there for him, Terra’s thoughts hissed at him. Had you not stupidly fallen to darkness, had you not let yourself get possessed, you could have helped him. Aqua and Ven would still be around to help Sora if you hadn’t dragged them into danger. Even if you were somehow still around for that, their light could have helped him, even if your darkness would have done nothing but hurt him. His hands curled into fists, nails digging into his palms. You truly ruined everything.

It's not your responsibility to save the worlds alone, Aqua thought, trying not to let her sadness show on her face. It’s not your job to save everyone. Keyblade Wielders have always worked together, have always been together. The records in the Land of Departure had been quite clear on that and the stories and accounts she had read had only backed that up. Loneliness and living alone were just as big a killer of Keyblade Wielders as Darkness was. But it’s okay now. We’re here and we’re not leaving. After this, even if we return to where we are, the others can find me, and then I’ll help find Ven. I’m sure his heart has found its way home now. We’ll save Terra and then us two and Mickey can lead the efforts against the dark while all you children take time to relax, to grieve, to process. We’ll be okay.

Sora asks if he can really do that and Leon tells him that if he’s searching for his friends, visiting the other worlds is hardly a waste of time.

“And it wasn’t,” Sora said quietly to himself. Because even if he hadn’t ever found Riku and Kairi on a world, well he found Riku on worlds several times but for the wrong reasons, he made so many new friends. Hercules, Ariel, Tarzan, Alice. And countless others.

Donald and Goofy reassure him that they can do it and they’ll find their missing friends.

He wasn’t alone, Aqua reassured herself. He had them. And clearly, later Riku and Kairi, in some capacity.

Sora says they’re right and Leon says that’s what a Keyblade Wielder is made of.

Ha, Vanitas thought in his head, rolling his eyes. I’m a Keyblade Wielder and I’m certainly not made of sunshine, rainbows, and so much positivity it could choke you. Just darkness.

Sora brings up the Gummi block and Leon admits he doesn’t know, but Aerith tells them to ask Cid.

“Who’s Cid?” Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow at the unfamiliar name.

“Oh, he’s someone who also lives in Traverse Town, specializes in ships and the like,” Sora responded. “I talked to him a little bit before I left for Wonderland, I don’t know why it didn’t show it.” He looked to the screen in confusion, but it offered him no answers. “I think he’s also from Radiant Garden.”

The three of them Leon and Aerith behind. Aerith asks Leon if he’s worried about the Keyhole in their world.

“Which I sealed,” Sora said proudly. Right after… that.

Leon says if they could seal off the Keyhole, it would stop the Heartless. Aerith wonders if sealing would be enough.

“Why wouldn’t it?” Xion asked, blinking in surprise. “It has been for all the other worlds.”

“Well, Traverse Town probably has a lot more Darkness than the other worlds,” Aqua told her, thinking. “Everyone from there came from worlds that have lost their hearts and fallen to Darkness, so their emotions are probably darker than the normal world, giving the world itself more Darkness. The Heartless may be attracted anyway, though the number would decrease significantly once Sora seals the Keyhole.”

Leon says all they can do is gather information and watch over Sora.

Good, Aqua thought.

Aerith notes that it’s frustrating before the two of them lapse into silence.

Don’t I know it, Kairi thought to herself. Waiting was terrible. Not being able to do anything was terrible. The few hours after she was freed from Sora’s heart and he was gone fighting Ansem was horrible as well as waiting in the cage in the city, hoping that Sora would rescue her. Or standing on the beach, waiting for them to return from their fight with Xemnas. It was painful and terrible and something she never wanted to happen again. It wouldn’t happen again, not now that she had a Keyblade as well.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy enter the Accessory Shop, greeting Cid, who greets them back.

“Cid,” Sora clarified unnecessarily, nodding towards the screen.

They hand him the Gummi block and Cid looks at it. Goofy asks what it is and Cid goes on a tangent.

Several people blinked in surprise.

“Cid… feels very strongly about space travel and the like,” Sora explained slowly, remembering being very taken aback when he had seen the tangent in person.

“I’ll say,” Ven said drily, watching the man pace back and forth on the screen.

Sora says there’s a lot they don’t know but they have to use the Gummiship to get to other worlds. Cid says he’s there to lend a hand.

“But he’s always willing to help,” Sora murmured. “All four of them are.”

Cid explains that if they install the Gummi into the ship, it will open new passages for them.

“Why is a Gummi like that inside the Keyholes?” Xion asked, trying to follow the explanation as best she could. Unlike some of the others, she, Roxas, and Axel had never traveled via Gummiship. They had used the Dark Corridors to get to and from worlds. But the idea of flying through the stars instead of walking under them interested her and she wanted to do it at least once. If they still remained in the world after they had watched all that needed to be watched.

“Ummm,” Sora started. “Because…?” He didn’t really have an answer for that.

Cid says he can help them do it, but requests they do something for him while he’s working on it. He asks them to deliver a book, revealing it.

“A book?” Naminé wondered. What could be so important about it?

Sora smiled when he saw the book containing the Hundred Acre Woods. It had been nice to go there, to meet Pooh and Tigger and all the rest. A welcome change and a chance to relax in-between looking for Riku. He should take Riku and Kairi there soon. He had a feeling that Kairi would enjoy it and Riku… maybe? But he wanted to share the experience with him.

The three of them look at the book, with Cid calling it precious and saying that it holds a special power.

“Does is?” Mickey asked, turning to Sora, and Sora paused before nodding.

“In a way?” He replied. “There’s another world inside of it, with some very nice people. I’ve visited it.”

Cid tells them to take it to the house in the Third District and asks them if they can do magic.

“Why does magic matter?” Kairi asked.

“You couldn’t get into the house without using magic,” Sora explained.

As they’re talking, a giant bell sounds in the distance. When Sora asks what it is, Cid explains that the rumors are if you ring the bell three times in a row, something will happen.

“The Keyhole will appear, I presume,” Vanitas muttered under his breath, mostly for himself, but Sora perked up, having heard him.

“You’re right!” He exclaimed, looking at the other boy. “How’d you know?”

Vanitas blinked, sitting up slightly when all the attention was directed at him. Don’t look at me, attention was never a good thing. “The Keyholes have been weird so far,” he scoffed, trying to make sure his voice was level. “Of course, it would be summoned by a giant bell from a random shop.”

While a lot of the people accepted that as an explanation, Aqua narrowed her eyes at the darkness user. It put her on edge, the fact that Vanitas was clearly smart. With this and his remarks earlier during Sora’s dreams, it was clear he had some intelligence. And the last time he had used it, he had helped Xehanort tear her family apart.

The three of them leave the shop and fight their way through the Second District. The bell rings again, drawing Sora’s attention.

“It must be dangerous to go live in that place,” Xion remarked, watching Sora fight off more Heartless. At least in Twilight Town, the Heartless and Nobodies mostly stayed in the sewers. “There are so many Heartless.”

“Yeah, but they decreased significantly once we sealed the Keyhole,” Sora replied. “And they were drawn to me because of the Keyblade.”

You put him in more danger, Riku’s thoughts hissed, making him wince. You couldn’t even take up the burden of hero right. Usually this wouldn’t bother him but… he had a pretty good idea of what was happening next. What he did next.

Sora wonders if they can do anything about the bell and Goofy wonders if they could stop it. They make it to the Third District.

More Heartless, Kairi noted. She would need to learn to fight them soon.

They make it to the house and Goofy attempts to open the door. Donald opens the door by shooting fire magic at the insignia on the door.

“What kind of a house needs a magic spell to get into it?” Ven wondered, tipping his head to the side.

“A wizard’s house,” Sora said.

Inside the house is a big cavern with a pond and a house on the small island in the pond.

“What?” Several people asked when they saw the inside of the house. Naminé blinked in surprise. She didn’t know that much about outside, but she was pretty sure houses weren’t like that.

“Merlin’s house is… weird,” Sora mentioned, seeing the confusion on his younger self’s face.

“I’ll say,” Axel muttered. He’d seen many a weird thing in his life, both as a Somebody and a Nobody. This… was one of the top things on that list.

Sora mentions that he didn’t know there was a place like this in Traverse Town.

“Well, you wouldn’t normally think a place like that would exist anywhere,” Kairi told him.

The three of them cross the steppingstones to the house.

There were several laughs in the room after Donald fell in, not really attempted to be stifled.

They try to get into the house but Goofy finds a hole into the house.

“That whole place is weird,” Roxas grumbled out. He had hoped that weirdness would end in Wonderland.

Sora sees a hallucination of Kairi, who compares the house to the Secret Place.

“Sora?” Kairi asked, a little put out.

“I don’t know why I saw that,” he confessed. “Maybe because you were in my heart?” Kairi paused before nodding. Just because she didn’t remember anything that happened while she was in Sora’s heart, doesn’t mean that nothing happened.

Riku looked to the side, trying to tamp down the slight anger that built up in him. It wasn’t Kairi’s and Sora’s place, it was Riku’s and Sora’s place. Or at least, it had been in the beginning. Of course, Sora wanted to spend his time with Kairi.

Goofy snaps Sora out of it and before Sora explains, Merlin appears.

“This is Merlin,” Sora explained. “He’s a wizard.”

Merlin says that they arrived sooner than he expected them to, and Sora asks if he can see the future.

“He can?” Xion wondered. While it seemed impossible, she did live the impossible. At this point, it seemed that almost anything was possible.

“Why hasn’t he told you all anything then?” Vanitas asked, watching the man with suspicion. He could see the future, it meant he was dangerous. “The Ancient Keyblade Wielder made it seem like the future was dire and this was the only thing he could think of doing. Why hadn’t Merlin said anything?”

Sora paused, thinking it over. “Well, Merlin is hard to get a hold of, supposedly,” he admitted. “Perhaps it was just too hard to find us?” Vanitas rolled his eyes with a scoff and Sora found himself agreeing with him the slightest bit. Why had it fallen to Brain to talk to them, a teenager from an Age past? Instead of Merlin, who was here now?

Donald asks if he’s a Heartless and Merlin corrects him, saying that he’s a sorcerer.

“I thought you called him a wizard?” Terra asked and Sora shrugged.

“Aren’t they interchangeable?”

“I have a feeling Donald would disagree with you,” Mickey said teasingly, and Sora smiled.

Merlin says he spends most of his time traveling and that Mickey asked for his help.

When Sora turned to him, Mickey smiled. “It was just to check in with ya and give some needed information,” he explained. “Which I assume Merlin did.”

“In a way?” Sora answered and Mickey frowned slightly.

Sora introduces himself after Merlin asks and Merlin surmises that they found the “key”. After Donald asks him again what Mickey sent him for, Merlin sets the house straight.

“Can Donald do something like that?” Kairi asked, eyes wide as she watched Merlin bring all the furniture out of nowhere and settle it around the room. She wasn’t the only one shocked, with multiple sets of wide eyes watching the screen.

“I… don’t think so?” Sora said, looking to Mickey in confirmation. “He’s more… battle focused in his magic.” Mickey nodded before pausing.

“Well, you know his battle magic because that’s what he often has to use with you. Donald can do normal magic, such as levitation and the like, but he is better at battle magic.”

Makes sense, Sora thought. We are mostly in battle together.

After the furniture settles, Merlin summons the Fairy Godmother.

Both Terra and Aqua startled in surprise.

“Fairy Godmother?” Terra wondered, blinking in surprise. The last he had seen of her, she was watching over Cinderella. What was she doing in Traverse Town of all places? Unless…

“You know her?” Sora asked, turning to face the older Keyblade Wielders. It seemed like they knew a lot of the people that he and his friends would eventually come into contact with.

“Yes,” Aqua answered. “We met her in her world. She watched over Cinderella as her Fairy Godmother. I wondered what had happened to her after her world fell to darkness.”

“The world fell?” Terra asked, mostly out of the loop of stuff like that and Aqua nodded.

“Well, she helped us,” Sora replied. “Perhaps she’s traveling around like Merlin does?”

“She does,” Mickey confirmed, having met her a couple of times in the past years. He didn’t admit that he had gone to her in the beginning to see if she could track down Aqua, Terra, or Ven. She had magic, she could do miracles! Unfortunately, it hadn’t been enough to find them, and he had gone home disappointed. But they had stayed in contact with her and had asked her to help as well.

“There’s not much time left-” “I can’t go back-” “But the light is there above the darkness-” “And the darkness is beside the light-” “Darkness is lying in wait for you.” “But… that there is darkness means there is also light.”

“Mickey, cryptic much?” Aqua asked drily and Mickey shrugged. It had made sense to him, but at the time he had also been slightly distracted as he was about to fall into the Realm of Darkness with the world.

“Why is everyone so unnecessarily cryptic?” Sora muttered, crossing his arms slightly. He had almost never gotten a straight answer from anyone during all his travels.

“It makes life more interesting,” Roxas snarked, smirking. To him, at least, everyone had been straight with him. Fight these Heartless, eat this ice cream. Kill Xion, don’t listen to Axel. Fight Riku, die for Sora.

A riddle would have been a nice change of pace.

Sora thinks about light and darkness while Donald says that it doesn’t make sense.

Several people found themselves agreeing with Donald.

Vanitas thought it made perfect sense. Where there is darkness, there is light. That was just how it was. A warning that there is darkness in the air, but also a message of hope that there is always light, even in the darkness.

But of course, Light-bearing idiots couldn’t grasp that.

Merlin says to stay with the Key and that the path will become clear.

The eight Keyblade Wielders, minus Mickey and Kairi, all made some sort of scoffing sound. The Keyblade didn’t make anything clear. Literally never.

Merlin says that was what the king said, and Sora asks what he’s supposed to do. The Fairy Godmother replies to go where the light leads him.

Then, why didn’t you follow Kairi, Sora? Riku wondered in his head. You had so many chances to follow her light, to stay in her beautiful halo. So, why do you continue to try and follow me to the abyss? It’s so much better if you just stay there, safe and in the light. A Hero to all. No matter how much I want you to join me.

Sora asks about Riku and Kairi and Fairy Godmother says she doesn’t know, but she can feel them close.

Because I was in Sora’s heart, Kairi thought.

Because I was about to make a fool of myself, Riku scoffed.

Merlin says to go where the Key points and Sora agrees, moving to leave before pausing and handing Merlin the book. Merlin notes that Cid repaired it nicely and Goofy asks what type of book it is.

“There are different kinds?” Naminé wondered and Aqua could feel the part of her wilting as her mind went to worst case scenarios. Why did this child not know about books? Who had hurt her? Other than Ansem, but he was already on Aqua’s list, thanks to the explanations she had gotten about him.

Merlin admits that he doesn’t know and that they’d have to read it to find out. Sora promises to next time.

“And I did!” Sora proclaimed.

As the three of them move back through Traverse Town, fighting Heartless, the bell sounds again.

“Is someone ringing it or is just going off on its own?” Ven wondered and Sora shrugged.

“It was in the Gizmo Shop, so someone could have created something to ring it, but there was no one there when we went.”

Goofy wonders if there’s a way to stop it from ringing but Donald says they have to go back to Cid’s shop. The Keyblade starts to shine and points at the clock tower.

“Sign from above,” Axel snorted, and Sora thought he wasn’t wrong.

The three of them head to the Gizmo Shop, heading inside it. Before them immediately have to duck out of the way of many gears.

“What kind of a shop is that?” Kairi asked, eyes widening as she watched Sora, Goody, and Donald duck out of the way of the gears.

“I… don’t know,” Sora admitted. “We never saw anyone in it?”

Donald asks what they will do when they find the bell.

What do you think you’ll do? Vanitas thought with an eyeroll. Simply look at it?

Sora says that Cid said that if they ring it three times something will happen.

“Were you just going to ring a bell that has a chance of causing something without knowing what was going to happen?” Kairi asked him, turning to him, before immediately throwing her hands in the air and looking away. “Who am I kidding? Of course, you did. You know, this is a bad habit of yours to have.”

Sora chuckled, slightly sheepish. “It’s worked so far?” He tried, and she gave him a look. A common occurrence during the watching.

Donald says it’ll just make the noise again and Sora says because of all the mechanisms in the room, the bell has to be hiding some sort of secret.

“It does seem very… confrontational for a shop,” Xion muttered, thinking. She hadn’t been in many shops in her past, seeing them mostly as she walked through Twilight Town, so maybe she wasn’t the best person to speak on it, but it did seem weird. If a store was supposed to sell stuff, it wouldn’t want to kill its… customers? Was that the right word?

Goofy agrees with Sora and Donald admits he might be right. Goofy finds an opening.

Both Kairi and Riku tensed up again as Sora made his way through the gears to make it out of the hole. Honestly, he wasn’t even in a hostile world. He was in a shop, for stars sake. He just was unable to stay away from trouble apparently. Not that it was that much of a surprise.

The three of them end up on the roof of the shop, looking at the tower. They get through the boards on the door the same way they got through the sewer grate.

“Doesn’t that hurt?” Naminé asked, well used to the feeling of being pushed to the floor or falling into a wall to avoid being noticed or hurt further. She couldn’t imagine running full force into metal or wood on purpose, especially allowing others to slam into you at the same time.

“Yes and no?” Sora answered, tipping his head to the side. “While it does hurt some in the moment, Donald always heals us after. So, short term pain?” Kairi smacked him on the shoulder. “Ow, what?”

“Don’t put yourself in pain on purpose,” she scolded him, unknowingly repeated the thoughts that were going through many of the adults’ heads. “Even if it’s for a short time.”

Sora chuckled nervously, looking away with a grimace. She… wasn’t going to like a lot of this, was she?

Donald rings the bell three times while Sora and Goofy keep a lookout for weird things.

“Congratulations, you deafened yourself,” Axel snarked, shaking his head slightly at the loud ringing that sounded on the screen. Several people cringed backwards as well, the sound loud and annoying. And they weren’t actually there. He had a feeling it was a lot louder in person.

Goofy notices that the Keyhole appeared in the square.

Riku took in a quick breath, trying to make his hands stop shaking. He had seen it appear; he had been watching. He had felt the Heartless, had fought it with Sora, had-

Sora’s hand reached out and wrapped around Riku’s gently, holding it tight. He knew what came next as well.

The three of them head to the square.

Riku’s breaths were becoming quicker. He knew what happened after this, he knew, he knew.

What would they think of him?

What would he think of him?

A Heartless appears from the sky to defend the Keyhole.

“Didn’t you fight that one already?” Terra asked, thinking back to before when they fought Heartless in Traverse Town.

“We did,” Sora acknowledged with a nod. “But it came back for round two to defend the Keyhole. But we defeated it fully this time.”

Donald prepares a spell to fight it off but is taken off guard by the Heartless, falling to the ground.

Riku knew what happened after this…

Sora runs over, trying to defend Donald, but the Heartless was going to squash both of them.

Kairi sucked in a deep breath, hands clenching around Sora’s arm. Come to think of it, it was clear that Sora was tense, unnaturally so. He hadn’t been worried the last times they had seen him fight, so what was worrying him?

Mickey could also see the tension in Riku’s shoulders. What was about to happen?

Sora braces himself but something stops the Heartless and shoves it backwards. When he looks up, he sees Riku.

“Wait,” Roxas said, blinking. “I thought you were looking for him, Sora?” He turned, looking at his Somebody and the other Keyblade Wielder, giving them both a look. “What gives?”

“Riku… found me first,” Sora said, smile brittle and fake, once it was clear Riku wasn’t going to say anything. “And helped us defeat the Heartless!” But everyone could see the slight… off-ness of his words and all those who had a basic idea of what had happened to Riku frowned. What was he doing there? He had been in Hollow Bastion, where he would get possessed by Ansem. Though, he had admitted to kidnapping Alice. Clearly, there was more at play here than they knew.

Both Aqua and Terra looked at the two teenagers in concern. What had happened? What was going on? Riku and Sora had been brief about the details, talking about how Riku had been manipulated by Maleficent, something regretfully reaffirmed when Riku had his panic attack, and Riku had said that it had been him to kidnap Alice. So… what was going on?

Sora is surprised and Riku helps them up. Sora attempts to get an answer from him but they’re distracted when the Heartless comes back.

“Riku…” Kairi said slowly, taking on the tone she had used when scolding Sora, purposefully ignoring the tense atmosphere. “Did you just go and battle a Heartless without any form of weapon?” Onscreen, it showed Riku helping the battle, mostly by distracting it or hitting it with his fists.

But the older boy didn’t answer her, having to focus all his energy on keeping his breathing in check.

You… idiotic, foolish, naïve boy, he hissed at his younger self through his breathing. Standing there, trying to prove yourself. Trying to be cool when your heart is snapping to pieces, and you already kidnapped a person!

Aqua, while a big part of her was worried about what was going on with Riku, well aware that Terra was watching the young boy closely for the first sign that he was falling back into a panic attack, something that Riku was just barely managing to stave off, she also watched the two boys fight onscreen. It was… breathtaking, in a way. They moved around each other, never having to look, to guess what the other would be doing, instead simply knowing, as if their very minds were shared between the two of them. Their very hearts. It was something straight from ancient history, from fanciful stories of unbroken trust.

So, what happened?

After they defeat the Heartless, Sora runs over and hugs Riku.

Seeing this, Sora felt his smile melt into something a little more real and leaned to the side, pressing his body into Riku’s, holding the older boy’s hands tight. I’m here, it’s fine. We’re together now, you’re my best friend.

Riku laughs with him as Donald and Goofy approach. Goofy asks if this is Riku and Sora confirms that it is, the one he was looking for.

He was looking for you and you still fell to the darkness, Riku spat in his mind. You should have waited, he could have saved Kairi easily, with all his light. Instead, you fell to the dark, from selfishness and anger.

Sora asks where Kairi is and Riku asks isn’t she with you.

“This was before Maleficent told me where she was,” Riku said shortly, eyes not making contact with anyone and curling his hands tight together, nearly not noticing that Sora was still holding one of them. But I knew, I knew something was off, I was lying, I did this, I couldn’t-

Sora leaned harder onto his side and Riku took in another shuddering breath.

Sora realizes that she’s still out there, but Riku reassures him, saying that she probably made it off the island like they did and now that they’re in another world, they could go anywhere.

Aqua’s eyes continued to flick back and forth between the onscreen Riku and the watching Riku. There was some disconnect, something there that wasn’t being shown. It was already proven that Riku was already helping Maleficent, perhaps to find Sora and Kairi, but why was he acting like that? He didn’t seem angry, didn’t seem steeped in darkness. He didn’t seem to have any memory of the darkness that had surrounded him of Destiny Islands. But was that even possible?

Or was it that he had already accepted the darkness to use? That… would not be good.

Riku tells Sora that they’ll all be together soon and just to leave it to him.

Because you were an idiot and thought Darkness would help you, Riku thought bitterly. Thought that Maleficent would help you, thought that Sora would follow you like he always had done. You didn’t realize that Sora had transcended you, had become better. Because you didn’t want him and Kairi to-

So, Maleficent definitely helped him find Sora, Aqua thought, nodding slightly to herself. Then, going off what she said, she probably told him she could also find Kairi.

Sora says that he’s been looking as well, with Donald and Goofy. Riku gives them a look.

Because they replaced you, Riku thought, thinking back to all the things that he thought during that time. He replaced you, like Maleficent said. Not that it was true.

Sora tells Riku that they’ve visited so many worlds looking for Riku. Riku says he never would have guessed.

“Why?” Roxas asked, but like Kairi, he got no answer from either of the teenagers.

Goofy says that Sora is the Keyblade master and Riku asks about the weapon, taking it from Sora’s hand and holding it.

“What?” Aqua asked, so taken aback that she accidentally voiced her thoughts. Riku shouldn’t have been able to take the Keyblade, not unless… he was also a Keyblade Wielder. But was that even possible? Sora hadn’t Bequeathed to him, not in any capacity, so the only explanation was that someone else already Bequeathed to Riku as well, probably at the same time they Bequeathed to Sora. But who? And when?

“What’s wrong, Aqua?” Mickey asked, having heard her exclamation and Aqua turned to look at him.

“Riku shouldn’t be able to take the Keyblade from Sora,” Aqua explained. “Not unless he’s also a Keyblade Wielder.”

“But he is,” Roxas said, looking to the older woman, and Aqua blinked. “He uses a Keyblade often.”

“Riku?” Aqua questioned, turning to the teenager, but pausing when she saw the look on Riku’s face. It was pretty clear she wasn’t going to get any information from him. Instead, Sora looked up at her.

“During this time,” Sora started. “There was a time when Riku took the Keyblade from me. He said it was always meant for him, which is why he could wield it.”

“That’s not possible,” Aqua said. “Keyblades don’t… pass between each other.” Sora must have been Bequeathed to; it was the only way that the Keyblade would listen to him. But how, then?

Terra watched Riku with uneasy eyes. It was good to know, at least, that he had Bequeathed the younger boy properly, since there was really no way to know. But also, Riku was some form of corrupted, much like he had been. What had happened? Riku’s light had always been so bright, so warm.

Aqua was itching to ask Riku some questions, but she could tell that now wouldn’t be the best place to ask them.

Sora lunges at Riku, trying to get it back, but the older boy dodges, before tossing the Keyblade back to him.

Either two Bequeathed boys and one of them hasn’t realized it, Aqua thought. Or there is something else at play here.

Sora says that Riku should come with them, though Donald raises doubts.

Only made it worse, Riku thought, having only been half aware of the conversation that went down around him. Only added to the feeling of replacement.

While they bicker, Goofy sees the Heartless twitching.

“Man, this thing just won’t quit, will it?” Ven asked, watching the screen. He had heard what Aqua had said, had seen the thinking that was going on in both of his friends’ heads, but he didn’t bring it up. If they wanted to vocalize their thoughts, they would. Even if it grated on him to not be told another thing.

The Heartless stands up and attack them, with the three of them fighting back.

“Where’d Riku go?” Xion wondered, having noticed that the other boy was gone from onscreen.

Gone into the shadows, Riku thought. Being an idiot.

The three of them destroy the Heartless.

“For good this time, hopefully,” Ven murmured. Enemies that kept coming back were the worst, Vanitas.

Sora realizes that Riku is gone.

“You just… ran off?” Kairi asked, raising an eyebrow, and immediately wincing at her tone. She sounded a lot more judgmental than she wanted to be. But it managed to snap Riku out of whatever stupor he had been in.

“I was upset,” he replied stiffly, looking away from the group at large, but unable to shake Sora off. It was nice having the boy so close. “She had been feeding thoughts into my ears and this… confirmed it.”

What thoughts? Several people wondered, but none of them voiced the question.

Sora runs around, looking for Riku, before lamenting that he just found him.

Look what you did, Riku hissed at himself. Clearly Sora hadn’t abandoned you, he had just admitted he was looking for you. He looked for you now.

Sora says that it’s not fair that he just disappeared, before attempting to reassure himself by saying at least Riku was alright.

Sora leaned on Riku’s side again, still feeling the same. Riku was alright, then and now. And after this, they wouldn’t be separated ever again. He wouldn’t let it happen.

Sora says they’ll meet up with him again, he just knows it. And since they found Riku, they’ll run into Kairi eventually too.

Well, yes and no, Kairi thought, remembering the quick rundown Sora had given her in-between fights about what had happened. Riku would find her body first, but Sora would see it. Plus, her heart was safe inside of Sora’s.

Sora closes the Keyhold with a smile.

“Did that help the Heartless number in Traverse Town?” Mickey asked, carefully ignoring what had just happened. When Riku was willing to talk about it, they’d talk about it. For now, forcing the conversation wouldn’t do anything.

Sora nodded.

The three of them return to the Accessory Shop, where Cid, Leon, Aerith, and Yuffie are waiting. Cid says he’s done installing the Gummi.

“That was fast,” Xion murmured, knowing that she would have no experience in the subject. It just seemed fast to her. Maybe it wasn’t.

They tell the four of them that they closed the Keyhole by summoning it using the bell. Yuffie says that the Keyblade is amazing.

And pain filled and useless when solving actual problems, Vanitas thought. But sure, keep up your hero worship.

Sora tells them that they found Riku, but he was gone again.

Riku flinched, something noticed by Sora. He looked up at Riku in concern.

Aerith says he will find Riku again and Leon tells Sora he has to hurry, that more worlds are being taken over every minute that passes.

Aqua narrowed her eyes. Give Sora a break, she thought. Stars knows we could have used one back during our adventure, and Terra and I had been training for years. Honestly, she was starting to worry about Sora physical health, as well as his mental. Running around and fighting all the time couldn’t have been good for his muscles and sleep schedule.

Cid asks if they’ve heard of Maleficent and explains that she’s a witch.

Riku’s breath hitched at Maleficent’s name, something he cursed himself for. You helped her, the least you can do is stop freaking out the second you hear her name.

Unnoticed by all of them, Naminé flinched as well. Little witch, Larxene’s voice echoed in her ears.

Leon says that she’s the reason the town is full of Heartless.

“Well, yes and no,” Aqua said. “Heartless are always going to exist, they’re unfortunately normal, if I’ve understood your explanation of them.” She shot a glance at Mickey, who nodded back at her. That was something he understood as well. “But there shouldn’t be as many of them. They probably existed when Terra, Ven, and I travelled the worlds, but there wasn’t as much of them to gain our attention.”

“All hearts have darkness,” Axel said, bringing the attention to him. “All hearts are capable of falling to darkness. It’s always going to be there.” Even if he himself had almost never witnessed a heart falling to darkness naturally. He and all the other original members of Organization 13 had been murdered by Xehanort, some more willing than others, and he hadn’t ever met Demyx, Luxord, Marluxia, or Larxene before they were Nobodies. Even Roxas had already been a Nobody when Axel met him.

Cid explains that a horde of Heartless took over their world and he travelled to Traverse Town with the other three nine years ago.

“Wait, how old would Leon, Aerith, and Yuffie have been then?” Aqua asked, counting backwards. If nine years ago it was, and they aged the same…

“They had been teenagers,” Mickey explained, reminding them that he met them in the past. “Yuffie had been the youngest at seven, I think.”

Leon says that the ruler of their world had been a wise man named Ansem.

Several scoffs were heard from around the room.

Leon says that he had studied the Heartless and Goofy makes the connection that he’s the writer of the report Aerith was looking for.

“Did you ever find that?” Xion asked and Sora nodded.

Donald says that Mickey must have been looking for the report.

Mickey gave a sheepish chuckle when Aqua gave him a look. Good. She was going to continue to do so until Mickey got it through his head that jumping through a random dark portal from a dying world was a terrible idea.

Aerith says they don’t know where the pages are, and Cid replies that Maleficent probably has most of them.

Aqua thought that was a fair assumption, with her being able to make Heartless and all that. How could Maleficent do that actually?

Sora says they’ll find them and Cid snarks that it’s not terribly reassuring.

While there were a couple of small laughs passed around the room, taking light of the levity, Sora winced slightly. He could do it, he was strong. Now it was Riku who gave him a slightly concerned look.

Donald says that he doesn’t look much like a Keyblade Master.

“Ah,” Terra murmured, flinching, and accidentally bringing the attention to him. He hadn’t noticed, the first time Donald had said it, due to everything else that was going on, but now…

“What is it?” Sora asked, looking at the older wielder, who exchanged a glance with Aqua. You want to tell them or should I?

Aqua paused. I will.

“It’s just that… Donald’s using some… incorrect terminology,” Aqua explained, trying to figure out how to explain it. Ven’s mouth parted as he let out an “oh” in surprise, realizing what his friends were saying.

“How so?” Sora asked and Mickey blinked, understanding what Aqua was starting to get at.

“Well Sora, you know how Terra and I have been using the word “Keyblade Wielder” instead of “Keyblade Master” like Donald is?” Sora nodded at Aqua’s question and she sucked in a breath, forcing back the memories that were starting to flood her brain as she talked about it. “That’s because “Keyblade Master” is an actual title. It’s for Keyblade Wielders who have passed something called a “Mark of Mastery”. Then, they’re a Keyblade Master and can take on apprentices, usually have a world that it their home base, and are generally stronger than the average Wielder.”

“Oh,” Sora said blankly, looking down. He hadn’t realized there were… traditions surrounding Keyblades and their Wielders. To be fair, he hadn’t ever really met another, besides Mickey, Yen Sid, and Riku. And while Mickey and Riku didn’t know anything, Yen Sid hadn’t really said anything about it.

“Terra, Ven, and I had a Master,” Aqua continued. “Master Eraqus.” Terra looked down, trying not to remember the way the sparkles slid through his hands as Master Eraqus died. “His world was the Land of Departure and he trained us three. Mickey, I pretty sure is also a Master.” At least, he should have been, after all this time.

When the gazes switched to him, Mickey nodded. “Technically yes,” he explained. “My Master, Yen Sid, gave me a Master title during the eleven years after the three of them disappeared and my world is Disneytown. Though I haven’t done much with my title like Aqua has.”

Aqua winced as Mickey said that. She hadn’t really been planning to bring it up, with all the trouble that the title had caused her, but there was no backing out of it now.

“I’m a Master as well,” she confirmed, getting a starry-eyed look from both Sora and Kairi. “I passed my exam the day before everything… started to happen. Though I don’t have a world unless you count the Realm of Darkness.” She shivered slightly even as she said it, and Ven reached out to take her hand, Terra giving her a comforting look.

Vanitas rolled his eyes, unnoticed by the rest. So, they just weren’t going to mention Master Xehanort? That was fine with him, the less he had to think about Master Xehanort and… everything was good, but they had to know it would come up sooner or later, right?

“Huh,” Sora said, organizing all the thoughts in his head. He had heard Aqua refer to Masters and Wielders before, when they were talking about Bequeathing specifically, but he hadn’t realized there was a difference. He knew now. “Cool.”

Aqua smiled gently at him, his reply to her statement lifting her up slightly. She hadn’t really gotten… any positive words about her being a Master, ever really. Not that it was Terra’s or Ven’s fault but… it still stung.

“Is it possible for me or Riku to become Masters?” Sora asked, taking Riku by surprise with the mention of his name. “Even though we don’t have Masters?”

“Yes,” Aqua answered, a confused smile taking over her face. “It would be a little harder but still possible. But why don’t you have a Master?” She looked at Mickey.

“I didn’t think I was capable of training someone,” Mickey replied. “Plus, I haven’t really been around Sora. You could call me Riku’s Master, but only in the loosest of terms.” Riku blinked in surprise. Mickey had been helping him yes, more than he could ever repay but… really? Mickey wanted to be connected to Riku? The boy who lost himself into the darkness?

“Hmm,” Aqua murmured, thinking. Why wouldn’t Sora have a Master? There was no way Yen Sid didn’t have some idea of what was going on. And Sora hadn’t shown any shock at his name… She had a feeling she would eventually get answers, but probably ones she wouldn’t like. That seemed to be a pattern.

On the other side of the couch, Terra was thinking. Mickey had technically called himself Riku’s Master, he thought. Which wasn’t bad, in fact it was good that Riku’d had someone to help him eventually but… That task should have fallen to me, it should have been my burden to bear. When he had Bequeathed to Riku, he would admit, he had seen himself as Riku’s future Master when that time came but… Am I even still worthy for it? Would Riku still want him as a Master, even if he knows everything I’ve done?

Goofy tells Sora that he’s improved a lot since he got the Keyblade and Leon and Yuffie offer to spar with Sora, causing laughter around the room. The screen changed to outside the room.

Instantly, any happy feelings that had been building in Riku ever since Mickey had called himself Riku’s Master were drenched and he stiffened, choking on his next breath. Sora looked at him in concern.

Riku watches them through the window as Maleficent stands at his side, telling him that it’s just as she told him.

All the light-heartedness in the room vanished and several glances were aimed at Riku, who was staring at his younger self.

Maleficent tells Riku that Sora clearly has replaced him with the Keyblade and the others and says that she can help him with what he’s searching for.

As the screen went black, Sora shook his head once, shifting around so he was no longer sitting next to Riku and was instead looking at him, grasping Riku’s hands tightly.

“I would never replace you,” he told Riku seriously, part of him reeling. Riku thought he had replaced him? Why? How could he even think that? No one, no one in the entire world or any world, could ever replace Riku. He was his oldest friend, best friend, his everything. “Never ever.”

“I know that now Sora,” Riku replied carefully, trying to block out the portion of him that whispered liar. “I know you could never-”

“Do you?” Sora asked. “Because I promise, I will never, ever, ever not need you, okay? Ever.” Riku blinked at the younger boy, finding it hard to keep the smile off his face. Because it was so Sora. He was so earnest and loveable and Riku was cutting off that train of thought now, thank you.

“I know Sora,” he replied, allowing the smile to creep up his face. “I promise.” Sora gave him one last, long, scrutinizing look before nodding once and relaxing back into the couch, shifting slightly so he was no longer almost shoving Kairi off the couch, to which she gave him a grateful look.

No one else in the room said anything. They had a feeling that it wouldn’t be welcome. They knew that something happened between Sora and Riku, they all did. It was clear now that they were starting to see it happen.

Terra’s eyes had fallen to the floor the second Maleficent was revealed. Oh Riku, he thought, biting on his tongue to stop the words from actually escaping. Perhaps I shouldn’t have Bequeathed to you. I never wanted to give you my destiny as well.

But there was no way to change it now.

All they could do was watch it happen and deal with the aftermath.

Notes:

I wrote half of this over the course of two days, did nothing for three, and then finished it all this afternoon. Writer's block sucks!

Some notes:
1. Riku's thoughts are very harsh, which makes sense. He is very harsh on his younger self, hating him for what he did. But this is not healthy and will be addressed eventually. It shouldn't be a standard to be mad at ones younger self and I say that as someone who has gone to therapy for one of those exact reasons. So, if this might be a trigger, be careful around Riku's inner monologue for the next couple of games.
2. For Cid's introduction, I completely forgot to write it when I was doing the first Traverse Town chapter. But I don't feel like going back and writing it, so it happened off screen.
3. Again, I might be taking liberties when it comes to Heartless and their existence but I'm doing my best to stick to canon as much as possible.
4. As I'm sure you noticed, I based this chapter heavily on the book version of it, instead of the game. For me, it just felt like it flowed better and gave Riku some more reason for revealing himself to Sora instead of just "I'm here, in the square". So, I'm sorry if it bothered you.
As always, comments and kudos are highly appreciated and I hope you enjoy this chapter. See you next time!

Chapter 8: Agrabah

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

The Gummiship flew through the Ocean Between.

“We seem to start here a lot, don’t we?” Kairi muttered, watching the screen zoom into the familiar cockpit. Except, it looked different.

Goofy recounts how Cid also upgraded the cockpit, making it bigger, as well as adding missiles to the outside of the ship.

“He just did that for free?” Roxas asked dubiously, raising an eyebrow. “Really?”

“Cid likes working on ships,” Sora explained with a shrug, finally letting go of Riku’s hand. “He just does it for fun.”

Sora and Donald bicker about piloting again.

“You do that often, don’t you?” Xion wondered, watching the screen. Not that it was that different from her’s, Roxas’s, and Axel’s friendship. They argued about some things as well, though it was all in good fun. Mostly.

Goofy asks where they’re going next and Donald says they’re going past Wonderland and Sora pauses, looking away.

“What’s wrong?” Kairi asked, seeing Sora’s look onscreen and Sora smiled.

“I was just worried about Alice,” he explained, feeling Riku tense up next to him a little. “I was thinking about her. But she’s fine now.” He gave Riku a quick look.

Donald sees the next world and Sora says that it’s covered with a big beach. Jiminy corrects him, calling it a desert.

“Wait,” Roxas said, thinking it over. On the couch with him, Xion sighed and buried her face in her hands to hide her expression. Axel had no such qualms, an expression of disgust and discontent crossing his face. “Don’t tell me that’s Agrabah.”

“How’d you know?” Sora asked, turning to face his Nobody, who sighed. Xion screwed up her nose, the memories of their missions there flooding into her mind.

“We’ve visited before,” he replied. “It’s not great.”

“Well, it’s not bad,” Sora responded, blinking in surprise when all three of the former Nobodies shook their heads in disagreement.

“If you’re in a long, black coat which traps heat in, yes it’s bad,” Roxas refuted and several people winced at the image, seeing the outfits that the three of them are wearing now.

Sora is surprised that there is no ocean near the desert.

An ocean would have been fantastic, the three former Organization 13 members thought.

Donald sets the ship down near a town and Sora rushes out, followed by the other two.

Xion could basically feel the sand scraping up her arms and getting in her eyes just by watching it. Didn’t help that the first time they went to the world, there was a sandstorm.

In the town, Maleficent and Jafar walked down the path, talking to each other.

Riku linked his fingers together, squeezing his hands together when Maleficent came on screen. I can do this, she’s dead, she’s gone, he thought to himself. What kind of a person gets freaked out by the image of someone?

Sora gave Riku a concerned look but didn’t say anything. He was tempted to reach out for Riku’s hand again but got a feeling it wouldn’t be taken.

Maleficent asks about the Keyhold and Jafar answers that the Heartless are searching for it.

“Where are all the people?” Mickey asked, looking at the town surrounding them. Shouldn’t there be at least one person? It looked like a market.

“The world was always busy when we went,” Xion said, blinking in shock at the empty marketplace.

“They were chased out by the Heartless, I think,” Sora explained. “But we got rid of them.”

And you kidnapped yet another person, Riku spat at himself. Wonderful job.

A colorful parrot lands on Jafar’s shoulder and he asks him if the bird has found Jasmine.

“Jasmine?” Xion asked, remembering the woman they had seen once or twice during their mission there, usually around the man, Aladdin.

“She’s another Princess of Heart,” Kairi explained, remembering talking to her quickly. “Maleficent kidnaps her as well.”

No, I kidnapped her. Riku tried to push away his thoughts, but it was either thinking about what he did or shivering at the thought of Maleficent.

She’s dead, she’s dead.

No matter what his memories said.

Iago says that Jasmine has disappeared, and Maleficent tells Jafar that she thought he had this place under control. Jafar says that there are a lot of holes for rats to hide in.

“Rude,” Kairi murmured, remembering how nice Jasmine was. “The only rat is you.” She had learned from Jasmine that the man who had kidnapped her, Jafar, had worked for her family and betrayed them. He deserved everything he got.

Jafar asks why Jasmine is so important, that they could find the Keyhole with or without her.

So, Maleficent didn’t tell anyone else about her plan? Aqua wondered. Strange. Though she probably was just using them to get what she wanted. She would have killed them after it all anyways.

Maleficent says that they need all seven princesses to open the final door. Any fewer was useless.

So, she did tell them? Aqua was trying to organize thoughts in her head.

What door? Several people thought.

Jafar says they’ll find her if she’s that important and instructs several Heartless to find Jasmine.

“So, it’s not just Maleficent who can control the Heartless?” Terra asked, trying to figure out what exactly the Heartless were. It seemed like they were natural things, but they had been either copied or corrupted by Maleficent, which tracked, and she was able to control them somehow.

“Several others could,” Sora confirmed. “But they were all given that ability by Maleficent. I think, at least.”

Or maybe it was that they could only control the ones Maleficent created? Sora frowned at he thought. He really should have tried to pay more attention whenever the Heartless were brought up.

Iago leads the Heartless away while Maleficent warns Jafar to not steep himself in darkness too much and that the Heartless consume the careless.

Hypocrite, several people thought. Riku flinched. That sounded far too close to what Maleficent and Ansem had told him.

Jafar says that her concern is touching.

Riku looked away, trying not to think about when Maleficent pretended to care. While part of him knew that she didn’t actually, she couldn’t, the smallest part of him had believed it. Had wanted that motherly love that he had been lacking so often in life because of his mother’s condition and the number of his siblings.

As the two of them walk away, it is revealed that Jasmine was hiding behind a stand and watching them.

“They are… terrible seekers,” Vanitas said with a laugh, surprising himself with the small joy he had gotten from seeing that. Just… they were so serious about needing to find Jasmine, and she was right there.

His laughter, to his even more surprise, spurred on Sora, Roxas, and Kairi, who each laughed as well. Aqua blinked in surprise, giving the dark user a look. What was his plan? Why was he doing that? Ven couldn’t help the small giggle that escaped him either.

Riku wanted to laugh, he really did. He wanted to join in on that little bonding moment but… he couldn’t laugh at Maleficent, not after everything she had done.

Sora and the others approach the gate into town and Goofy worries that the town might be full of Heartless.

And it was, Sora thought. He really needed to start listening to Goofy when he thought that.

Donald says they’d be okay, and Sora agrees, the three of them walking through the gate, only to get ambushed by Heartless.

“Well,” Kairi said, watching Sora take down the Heartless in front of him. “At least you knew what you were getting into?”

The three of them fight the Heartless, but Donald realizes they’re stronger again and the three of them flee into the alley.

“Maleficent was getting stronger,” Riku murmured, having been there to see it. Aqua gritted her teeth. Perhaps it would have been better if she had finished off Maleficent all those years ago. She knew she had thought that before but… she was still conflicted, and she hated that she was. Maleficent had done so much evil, to the worlds, to Riku. But she had also been defeated and deprived of most of her power when Aqua talked with her after the whole dragon debacle. Could she had struck down an almost defenseless enemy, even knowing what she would do? She wished she had a concrete answer.

Donald looks around and wonders where everyone is.

A question that a few people were wondering as well.

Sora looks at the marketplace, getting scared when Jasmine’s voice asks who’s there.

“Sora,” Kairi groaned, leaning on his side. “I don’t understand you. How can you face down beasts five times your size without a single twitch, but jump three feet in the air when someone says something from behind you?”

Sora shrugged with a confused smile, rubbing the back of his head. He… didn’t exactly know either.

Jasmine reveals herself, introducing herself. She says that Jafar deposed her father and now controls the city.

“But she got her kingdom back,” Xion said, recalling Agrabah when she had gone. It had seemed like a nice, if hot, place.

“She did,” Sora confirmed.

When Sora and the others don’t know who Jafar is, Jasmine is confused about who they are. Sora says that they just came here.

“I’m surprised Donald didn’t jump on you about world order,” Mickey mused, thinking about his friend. He felt very strongly about that.

Jasmine calls them travelers and says that Jafar imprisoned everyone in the town.

Kairi narrowed her eyes. The more she learned about Jafar, the more she didn’t like him.

Sora introduces himself and Jasmine describes that Jafar gained mysterious powers and used them to take over Agrabah.

“The Heartless,” Ven mused, and Sora nodded.

Jasmine says someone helped her escape and Sora asks who, with Jasmine answering Aladdin.

Several people raised their heads at the name, recognizing it. Sora, because he had met the man, Xion and Roxas because they had seen him, and Naminé recognized the name from Sora’s memories.

Jasmine says he left to take care of something, and she hopes he’s okay.

“What would be more important than stopping the hostile coup?” Terra asked, raising an eyebrow, and Sora laughed slightly.

“Getting an all-powerful genie from a cave in the desert,” he responded, remembering the Genie’s power and humor.

Jasmine says that Jafar is looking for something and she clarifies that it was called a Keyhole.

“Again, terrible seekers,” Vanitas snorted. “She heard everything, and they didn’t even realize she saw sitting ten feet from them. Even with the Heartless.”

Jafar suddenly appears and Sora shields Jasmine as she runs away. Jafar summons Heartless to fight Sora and the others.

Aqua narrowed her eyes as she watched. Was this person still a threat? Would she need to do something about them once they get out of here.

The three of them fight the Heartless as Jafar leaves.

It doesn’t matter, Riku thought. Because I still kidnapped her. All you did Sora, was pointless. Though, doesn’t it show the difference between us? You helped the light, tried to shield it. I tried to steal it.

After they defeat the Heartless, they sit down, worn out.

Concern went through several of the watchers, including Kairi, who had just started to get used to Sora constantly in danger, as much as that angered her.

“Sora?” She asked, worried that it showed that Sora was actively out of breath.

“The Heartless were getting stronger,” he told her with a small smile. “It took more out of us to fight them.” Riku looked away, guilt creeping up his throat again.

Sora notes that the Heartless are definitely stronger.

Riku’s guilt didn’t go away.

Donald says they have to keep fighting and the three of them head towards where Jasmine ran off to. They can’t find her.

“She didn’t get taken, did she?” Naminé asked. Even though this had also been something she had seen in Sora’s memories when she was sifting through them, due to them being brought to the front by Castle Oblivion, she hadn’t really looked into depth with them. Much like Wonderland.

“Not yet,” Sora admitted with a grimace, not really reassuring anyone.

In the corner of the house, a carpet sits up and waves at them.

“Did that carpet… just move?” Terra asked blankly, getting the urge to rub at his eyes to make sure he was actually seeing what he thought he was seeing. Aqua, Vanitas, and Ven were similarly confused, as well as the king and Kairi, but Sora, Riku, and the former Organization members all smiled, at various levels of intensity.

“The carpet!” Sora exclaimed, somehow having forgotten that they would be shown. “They’re a big help.”

Riku wasn’t surprised having seen it the few times he had gone to the world, in disguise and only for short periods of course, during Sora’s year asleep. He hadn’t wanted to go, he hadn’t wanted to see any of the Princesses of Heart, it made him sick to think about it, but he had to in order to spy on the Organization. Always after those visits, especially when he caught sight of Jasmine, something he usually avoided, he always spent hours alone, either locked in a downward spiral of dark thoughts, sleeping or sitting in front of Sora’s pod, or destroying Heartless until his muscles ached, and he was panting and sweating. Anything to keep the pain away. Anything to hurt himself for what he had done.

Xion, Roxas, and Axel had all witnessed the carpet during their missions. Roxas and Xion hadn’t known that there was something weird about flying carpets and Axel had seen enough strange things in his lifetime that he had barely blinked at it.

“Why can the carpet move?” Ven asked and Sora paused before shrugging. They hadn’t really known.

“They just can,” he responded with a smile directed at the shocked people. “They’re very nice though.”

“Cool, sentient carpet,” Kairi muttered. “Just once Sora, go to a normal world.”

Sora giggled. “No such thing,” he told her, getting a huff in response.

Donald aims his wand at it and Goofy says it doesn’t look like a Heartless, but Sora moves forward and gets the cabinet off it.

Kairi smiled. That was so Sora. Helping everyone, even sentient carpets.

The carpet bows to them before gesturing for them to get on.

“Why?” Aqua asked, raising an eyebrow. “Why would you get on a carpet?”

“It can fly,” Sora responded casually, and Aqua rubbed her temples. You’ve seen crazier, she told herself. It didn’t stop her confusion.

The three of them board the carpet and it flies off, out to the desert.

“Sora,” Kairi said, getting sick of having to use the tone with him. “Please tell me you at least knew where you were going.”

Sora, wisely, didn’t answer her. She groaned.

Goofy wonders where they’re heading.

Mickey couldn’t help the slight worry and nervousness that built in him. It was one thing to throw themselves into danger, but they were just blindly trusting the carpet. It wasn’t the greatest.

In a ring of rocks, Aladdin tries to free himself from quicksand, with little success.

“Aladdin,” Sora explained, gesturing to the screen. “He helped us defeat Jafar.”

Sora, on the carpet, comes close to him, asking if he’s Aladdin. When Aladdin confirms it, Sora attempts to help him out of the quicksand, but is cut off when more Heartless appears.

“How did Aladdin even get into that predicament?” Xion questioned, thinking about when she had seen him. He was usually in the city, but Jafar had taken it over during this time. It wouldn’t be great to stay there, she admitted to herself.

“He went to the Cave of Wonders,” Sora said, thinking back to what Aladdin told him. “To get the lamp. But on his way back, he fell into the quicksand.”

While the three of them fight off the Heartless, Aladdin pulls out the lamp and summons the Genie, who takes care of the Heartless at Aladdin’s order, mentioning wish number one.

Xion and Roxas blinked, recognizing the Genie. He had been Aladdin’s best friend after all. But he hadn’t had the gold bracelets when they saw him and he had been traveling around the world, not in the lamp.

Aqua hummed. She had read about Genies in her books, magical people who could grant three wishes to the person who held the lamp. She never thought she’d see one in person though, even in the crazy life they lived. Well, “in person” was generous.

The three of them help Aladdin out of the quicksand and introduce themselves. Sora asks Aladdin what he’s doing out in the desert, to which he responds that he’s searching for legendary treasure.

“The lamp, I presume?” Axel mused, getting a nod from Sora.

Aladdin says he found both the carpet and the lamp, which Sora questions.

“Sora, didn’t you just see the Genie come out of it?” Roxas asked, giving his Somebody a “you idiot” look. “Why are you doubtful of it?”

“Look, I was fighting during that bit,” Sora defended himself with a little bit of offence. “I didn’t see it myself happen.”

Genie explains the whole shtick of the lamp.

“That… could go badly very quickly,” Aqua murmured under her breath, shivering slightly as her brain unfortunately went through all the possibilities if someone like Xehanort got the lamp. A wish that did basically anything. Three of them. A glance from Terra said that he was thinking the same thing.

Vanitas thought it wouldn’t be that bad of an idea. He wondered if he could wish that no one could find him again.

Aladdin thinks about potentially wishing to be a prince, speaking about Jasmine. Sora and the others remember and tell Aladdin that Jasmine’s in trouble.

“How did you forget about that?” Roxas asked, Xion reaching over and poking him sharply in the side. He hissed out a breath, giving her a look, which she returned, a little bit of mirth sparkling in her eyes.

“Do I need to separate you two?” Axel asked, voice teasing and both of them turned to him.

“You’re already separating us,” Xion told him seriously, getting a fond eyeroll from the older Nobody.

Naminé and Riku both felt guilt and shame build in them as they witnessed the small scene between the three of them. They had ruined it, had torn apart that tight friend group, for the sake of Sora. Because DiZ had told them to. Though, they both thought angrily, that tracked.

And to them, it wouldn’t have been the first time they ruined friendships.

The four of them ride on the carpet back to the town while Genie flies next to them, enjoying the air. Sora says that he doesn’t get out much.

“No, he was trapped in that lamp,” Sora murmured to himself. Vanitas hated the way that his chest clenched slightly. Too close, too real.

Genie says that whenever he doesn’t have a master, he’s trapped in the lamp is lucky to get out every couple of centuries or so.

Most people shivered at that. A few were more affected.

Terra laced his fingers together, taking in a deep breath, and trying to push away the memories that pounded at his head at Genie’s explanation. It was… too close to what had happened to him in the past eleven years. What was currently happening to him. Trapped on his slowly shrinking Station of Awakening, darkness wrapped around each of his wrists, the only company he got was when Master Xehanort came to gloat. And even that was few and far between, only happening once or twice. Or the times when the darkness came for his senses and he woke up on the always smaller Station, unable to remember what had happened.

Vanitas huffed, forcing his eyes closed and biting the inside of his cheek. Don’t summon an Unversed. Don’t summon an Unversed. He chanted the statement at himself, trying to make it all he thought about. He didn’t relate to the Genie, what are you talking about? He was fine, he was Vanitas. He could deal with a couple of words, and it definitely wasn’t getting to him.

Riku shivered, hands coming up to half hug himself. It reminded him of being possessed by Ansem, the feeling of his body moving without his consent, watching everything that happened, helpless to stop it. Everything… until he managed to hold Ansem back for a quick second. And then he was in the Realm of Darkness.

Aladdin offers to use his last wish to free Genie after they free Jasmine.

Good, three not so different people thought. No one should be trapped into servitude. In any capacity.

Aladdin asks the trio what Jafar is up to, and they tell him that Jafar was searching for both the Keyhole and Jasmine. Genie remembers that he’s heard of the Keyhole but can’t remember where it was.

“Do you think that Genie has met Keyblade Wielders in the past?” Terra wondered, question mostly directed at Aqua, who hummed in speculation.

“It’s possible,” she admitted. “With how old he is. Why else would he know what the Keyhole is?”

The five of them land in the streets of the town and are immediately attacked by Heartless.

Kairi and a few others tensed up, remembering Sora’s last couple of interactions with them. They were getting stronger.

They see Jafar and Jasmine in a square and jump down. Aladdin tells him to let Jasmine go, but Jafar calls him a street rat.

“That was rude, but why am I surprised?” Kairi wondered to herself.

Jasmine tries to get to Aladdin, but Jafar holds her back. Aladdin uses his second wish for Genie to get Jasmine away.

Several people relaxed once Jasmine was almost out of danger.

Jafar says that Aladdin’s wish was denied, and Iago steals the lamp from Aladdin, giving it to Jafar.

Terra, Vanitas, and Riku all tensed. This was bad.

The Genie disappears and Jasmine falls into a vase below, which turns into a Heartless and runs off.

Kairi’s hands started to curl around Sora’s arm again as she started to realize that fighting would happen soon.

Jafar summons Heartless to fight them as he leaves. They defeat them all, but don’t know where Jasmine is. The carpet gets their attention and Sora guesses that the carpet knows where Jasmine is, and they fly off.

“How did the carpet know?” Roxas asked, skepticism in his voice and Sora paused before shrugging. It had just made sense to him at the time and the carpet was all sorts of magical. Of course, it knew where Jasmine was.

The carpet takes them to a statue of a lion’s head and Aladdin says that the tiger god’s mouth is closed.

“Tiger God?” Aqua asked, scanning through the knowledge in her head. When she had learned about Genies, there hadn’t been anything about any gods, but she could have missed it.

“The cave,” Sora explained. “It’s in the mouth of the statue of the tiger god.”

When Goofy questions him, Aladdin explains that he got the lamp and carpet from inside the Cave of Wonders.

“Well, that’s a name,” Axel muttered to himself.

Aladdin approaches the statue which rebuffs him. Aladdin doesn’t understand.

“This world just gets crazier and crazier,” Terra said, watching the statue start to move.

Roxas and Xion were glad they hadn’t been in the world when all of this went down. They’d had their fill of crazy.

The tiger god opens his mouth, letting Heartless out. Sora realizes someone is controlling the tiger god.

“Jafar?” Kairi asked and Sora nodded.

“That must have been some magic boost,” Aqua said. “To control something like that. Unless he used Genie’s magic.”

Aladdin and Sora attack the statue, hurting his eyes and stopping the possession of him. They run into the cave.

“That is a lot of treasure,” Mickey noted, seeing the towers piled high with gold.

“And it’s all cursed, according to Aladdin,” Sora replied, thinking back to what Aladdin said. “You can’t take anything out of it.”

Deeper in the cave, Jafar is standing in front of a wall, Jasmine unconscious on the ground. Using his first wish, he has Genie reveal the Keyhole to him.

Multiple people noted that it was the most straightforward Keyhole so far, simply hidden behind a wall of rock.

Maleficent appears in front of him.

Riku breathed in through his nose, holding his hands tightly together. Maleficent appearing, on top of his… thoughts about the Genie, wasn’t making it easy. A second later, Sora’s hand landed on his arm in comfort and while he didn’t look at the younger boy, it made him feel slightly better.

Jafar tells her that the boy who holds the key is on his way. Maleficent is surprised.

“Ha, take that,” Sora said, repressing the urge to stick his tongue out at the witch. She had done nothing but hurt Riku and him and even helping him that one time didn’t make it any better. “’Take me forever to find the Keyholes’ huh?” Kairi giggled slightly at his words.

Jafar asks why she doesn’t explain the situation to Riku and that he could be useful to their cause before getting cut off by Sora and Aladdin entering the cave.

Riku flinched at the causal reminder of what he had done, who he had helped. Sora’s hand didn’t leave his arm and several people shot him concerned looks but nothing was said.

Sora sees Maleficent and asks who she is, but Maleficent disappears.

Going back to manipulate a teenager, Aqua thought crossly.

Aladdin tells Jafar to let Jasmine go but Jafar says she’s a special princess who is one of seven who can help open a door.

“Door? To what?” Aqua asked, looking to Sora.

“The Door to Kingdom Hearts,” Sora explained and all three of the older Keyblade Wielders made faces, one of Terra’s arms moving like he wanted to pull Ven into a half hug.

“Kingdom Hearts doesn’t have a door,” Ven responded, voice quiet, and Vanitas looked away with a barely audible growl, hands curling into fists. Both of them didn’t want to remember what had happened last time.

“The True Kingdom Hearts doesn’t,” Mickey replied, bringing the attention to him. “The Kingdom Hearts that you three saw eleven years ago was the True Kingdom Hearts. The Kingdom Hearts that Sora and his friends encountered was the Kingdom Hearts of Worlds’ Hearts. A crafted one that wasn’t the same as the true one.”

“Like the Kingdom Hearts Xemnas was creating?” Xion asked, remembering all the hearts spilling from her Keyblade and into the heart in the sky.

“Yes,” Mickey responded. Aqua placed her head in her hands and Terra looked away, hands shaking.

“Even if it’s not Xehanort, people are still trying to summon Kingdom Hearts,” Aqua murmured and Mickey sighed. He had hoped that with Xehanort’s disappearance, there would be no more seeking of Kingdom Hearts, but clearly that wasn’t true.

“So, we didn’t see the real Kingdom Hearts?” Sora asked and Mickey shook his head softly. His eyes dropped down.

Jafar uses his second wish to have Genie fight the others.

“You’ve got to run! The Heartless are coming!” Riku looked away with a swallow, tightening his hands together.

“Your body submits, your heart succumbs- So why does your mind resist?” Terra closed his eyes, reliving his last moments in the light, staring at his own puppeted body.

“This is your destiny, boy. There is no escaping from it.” Vanitas growled again at the pain in his chest, doing his damn best to not summon an Unversed and throw the room into chaos.

The four of them fight Genie and Jafar. Sora realizes they just have to beat Jafar, because Genie will stop once he’s gone.

“Get him,” Kairi hissed under her breath, startling a quick laugh from Sora.

The four of them fight Jafar and it looks like they defeated him. They run to Jasmine.

Kairi tipped her head to the side, the confusion matched by Riku. They knew Jasmine still ended up kidnapped, they both knew that well. So how? If Jafar was gone. Unless he wasn’t.

Jafar appears in the sky behind them and wishes for Genie to make him a genie.

Surprising all of them, Vanitas snickered after Jafar made the wish, immediately wishing he hadn’t as all attention landed on him.

“Something funny?” Aqua asked but Terra had the almost same look on his face as Vanitas did and Riku felt the smallest smile creep up his lip.

“That’s a terrible wish,” Vanitas replied, and Sora blinked, realizing that Vanitas had figured it out even before he had during the time.

“Why?” Roxas asked, crossing his arms. “Genie seemed pretty powerful.”

“But he was being controlled by Jafar,” Terra responded. “He only did that because Jafar was holding the lamp. Because all Genies come with that. So, all Sora has to do is get a hold of the lamp that will appear with Jafar.”

“Or Jafar will get trapped in his own lamp if no one claims it,” Riku continued, thinking back to Genie’s earlier explanation. The tension in the room dissipated as the words of the three Keyblade Wielders calmed their fears. Jafar wouldn’t be all powerful once he became a Genie. If anything, he had just defeated himself.

Jafar is transformed into a red genie, and they fall into a pit below.

“Why is that even there?” Kairi whispered, worried despite what Riku, Terra, and Vanitas said. They still had to get Jafar’s lamp after all.

“I… don’t know,” Sora replied.

The four of them fight Jafar with Sora eventually getting the lamp and sealing Jafar away.

Fitting, Riku spat in his head. Trapped just as the person you tried to use was.

Both Vanitas and Terra felt a sense of satisfaction in them.

A piece of paper comes fluttering down and Sora grasps it, unable to read it.

“What is it?” Naminé asked, looking at the paper on screen.

“A piece of Ansem’s report,” Sora explained. “It had gotten scattered across the worlds and while Maleficent had most of it, we still found a page or two.”

The cavern starts to collapse around them so the four of them get on carpet and fly out.

Riku froze once he realized what was coming next.

Jasmine sits up and hurries to the edge, looking down. “Princess…” She turns at the voice and gets knocked out.

Riku flinched, looking down, remembering it. It had been easy. “You already kidnapped Alice, what was one more? It was for Kairi. You had to prove it to Sora, you had to prove yourself.”

Several looks were aimed Riku’s way, none of them angry. It was clear who had kidnapped Jasmine.

The carpet deposits the four of them back near the Keyhole, with Aladdin looking around for Jasmine.

Riku closed his eyes slowly, trying to breathe through the flashbacks. Sora’s hand on his arm tightened slightly.

Sora seals up the Keyhole, causing the cave to start to shake.

“What, no mysterious Gummi block?” Axel asked with a hint of sarcasm and Sora rubbed the back of his head.

“So, maybe all of the Keyholes didn’t give us something. But a lot of them did!” He defended himself.

Aladdin refuses to leave without Jasmine, but Sora says she might have already made it out. The four of them escape the cave.

No, she was just kidnapped by a stupid boy, Riku thought.

Aqua was thinking the same thing, only replacing stupid boy with villain and was aiming her thought at Maleficent.

Back at the abandoned house, they realize that Jasmine isn’t in Agrabah.

When Kairi gave Sora a look, he explained. “We searched all of the town before this conversation happened,” he said.

Sora promises to save Jasmine and bring her home.

Such a Sora statement, Kairi thought with a smile.

When Aladdin asks why he can’t go with them, Goofy calls it meddling.

Ah waiting, Kairi thought. I know it well. It still sucks.

Genie reminds Aladdin that he still has one wish left and says that he can tell Genie to find Jasmine for him.

Oh, you better not, was the thought repeated in three boys’ heads. Aladdin had promised to free Genie, so he wouldn’t be controlled anymore. Terra understood that Aladdin just wanted to find Jasmine, but there was a good chance that the next person who held the lamp wouldn’t be as good as him.

Aladdin instead wishes for Genie’s freedom.

Smiles were reflected on many faces across the room, happy that Genie got a happy ending and was no longer confined to the lamp. Three smiles, or two smiles and one reluctant smirk, were wider than the others.

Genie’s bracelets fall away.

Oh, Xion thought. Makes sense now why I never saw them on him when I visited.

Aladdin says that a deal’s a deal and tells Genie that he’s his own master now and can go anywhere.

Wouldn’t that be nice? The smallest part of Vanitas wondered. To not be controlled or commanded?

Aladdin says it would be nice if Genie went with Sora to help find Jasmine. Genie says that he’s done taking orders.

About half of the people in the room were waiting for when Genie would give up the act. Sora stifled a smile.

Genie says a favor is something different and calls him and Aladdin friends.

More smiles were tossed back and forth, many of the watchers happy that Genie had gotten such a good ending.

Goofy wonders if it would be classified as meddling but Genie says no.

“And who’s going to argue with an all-powerful Genie?” Ven asked rhetorically, with a smile on his lips.

Genie shrinks down and hides under Donald’s hat, saying that he’ll give him a magic boost.

“So, if he went with you, what happened to him?” Roxas asked, tipping his head to the side. Because he saw the Genie several times when visiting Agrabah. So he wasn’t still with Sora.

“He went home with Jasmine after we defeated Maleficent,” Sora replied.

Sora tells Aladdin they’ll find Jasmine and he says he’s counting on him.

I need a tally board or something, Aqua thought, wincing at the repeated phrase. So I know how many times I have to tell Sora he can ask for help carrying the load.

The scene changes to a dark room.

Riku froze, fear and shame building in this throat. He knew what happened here, he knew what was said. Sora looked to him, moving his hand from Riku’s arm to instead clasp one of Riku’s hands. He didn’t know for certain what happened here, but he was going to support Riku anyway.

Aqua was starting to hate seeing these clips. As much as it helped to see what the villains were planning, it also clearly hurt Riku.

Riku is seen watching from the shadows. Hook and Maleficent, looking away, stand at the table.

Riku shivered at seeing his past self so entrenched in darkness, both literally and figuratively. Ever since then, he had always had a hard time in dark rooms. It only ever reminded him.

Hook says that Jafar nearly had Sora and the others, but someone chose not to help them. He glares at Riku.

Don’t glare at Riku, Sora thought, looking at Hook.

Roxas blinked, recognizing the man. Axel raised an eyebrow.

Riku says that he did his part, bringing the princess.

Riku flinched, looking away and biting his tongue. It had been so easy. What did that say about him?

Maleficent says that Jafar was beyond help, too consumed by his own hatred. She pulls Riku’s attention, gesturing to the dais and saying they had a deal. An image of Kairi appears.

Kairi sucked in a deep breath at seeing the image of herself. She knew, this had told her that Riku had done this for her, but…

“Riku,” she said softly, nearly wincing at the way Riku flinched. Sora gave her a look that said, ‘don’t make this worse’, and she smiled gently at him. “Thank you. For attempting to save me.”

Riku looked up at her, shock and surprise in his eyes. He hadn’t… He never thought… Her smile never wavered however, and he took in a shaky breath, the familiar feeling of tears starting to burn in the back of his eyes. He had done all that… everything he regretted, for the two of them. For his friends. Even if it had slowly twisted to being just trying to beat Sora annd get the boy back on his side, it had started almost… pure. And it had been horrible and bad and something he would regret for his entire life. But he never thought that someone (besides Mickey) … would see the good that had first driven it.

Against his will, a tear slid down his cheek.

Sora looked up in shock. Riku didn’t… Riku hadn’t ever cried. He was Riku, the strong one, the one who could take everything the world threw at him. But… it was also Riku. Who had been so thoroughly manipulated and hurt that he allowed Ansem to possess him and sacrificed himself to the Realm of Darkness.

Choking back tears of his own, he had always been a sympathetic crier, he shifted his position better, moving to instead wrap Riku in a hug, clasping one of Riku’s hands with his two, and pressed his forehead to Riku’s shoulder. A scuffling of noise and the loss then regain of weight revealed that Kairi had stood up and crossed to the other side of the couch, pressing herself to Riku’s other side. A second later, Riku buried his face into Sora’s hair. Sora didn’t even spare a thought to who else was in the room.

Aqua pressed a hand to her mouth, shoving away the pain and sadness that welled up in her. Stars damnit, they were children. Broken, hurting, healing, magical children. Who gave the world to these children and told them to protect it? She could feel Ven leaning on her, searching for comfort he wouldn’t ask for and she wrapped an arm around him, tugging him close. She could feel Terra doing the same, the two of them sandwiching Ven in between hugs.

Axel wrapped both of his arms around the two teenagers sharing the couch with him. He had a feeling this wouldn’t be the only time the three teenagers across from them broke down in tears and he highly doubted they would be the only ones to do so as the past continued to be revealed. None of them had good lives, none of them had easy lives. But perhaps, this would be good to help them start healing.

Mickey looked down, feeling the familiar sadness build in him. He could see the few more tears Riku was attempting to hide, and it hurt. He had tried to help Riku as best as he could and he would continue to do so, but he needed his friends. He needed to know how they felt. Looking to his right, he could see Naminé looking down at her hands and he reached out, placing a hand on her shoulder. The girl blinked in surprise, looking at him in shock before letting a small smile cross her lips.

Vanitas scoffed, looking away, desperately tamping down the feeling in his chest. He didn’t want that, he didn’t. He didn’t need anyone; he didn't want anyone. He was fine.

Maleficent tells Riku to go to her.

Sora reluctantly raised his head as the screen continued, glaring at the witch on screen. She had hurt Riku so badly, and she wasn’t even gone. She was still out there, to cause problems. Riku didn’t raise his head, so Sora didn’t move. On Riku’s other side, Kairi gazed at him, sadness and pain warring in her eyes. He agreed with her.

Riku asks what the catch is, and Maleficent says there’s no catch and Riku’s like a son to her. She only wanted him to be happy.

Both Sora and Kairi made noises of anger. How dare she? They knew Riku’s homelife was… unfulfilling. With his mom’s anxiety disorder combined with the number of siblings he had, it was hard to get any attention from her, any positive at least. Riku was firmly stuck in the middle of a number of siblings and didn’t really stand out in a way that would drag his parents’ attention. There was a reason why Riku and Sora had so many sleepovers.

Riku flinched again and Sora and Kairi leaned deeper on his sides.

Riku says he doubts that, and Maleficent simply reminds him that she kept her side of the deal.

Sora hated her.

Riku walks off into the shadows.

The screen goes to black.

No one said anything for a while. Sora could hear Riku desperately trying to control his breathing and for a second, he was worried that Riku was having another panic attack, but it was clear he was just trying to stop crying. He closed his eyes as he leaned into Riku’s side, holding Riku’s hand tightly. He could see that Kairi had taken his other hand.

We’re here. We’re here, we don’t blame you, and we’re never leaving again.

Notes:

All aboard the feels train! We're leaving shortly and we're not stopping until after KH3!

Some notes:
1. School starts for me tomorrow so updates for this will slow down, at least a little. But I will do my best to keep it mostly consistent.
2. So, in this story Terra was awake for the entire eleven years in some capacity. It changed from body to body, as it does, but he was aware! The whole time. Welcome to the angst train! It travels right next to the feels train, with less stops but the ones that are there are much longer!
3. You know, I didn't mean to go into Vanitas's, Terra's, and Riku's feelings about possession and control this chapter, but it happened! This won't be the only time the three of them relate to each other.

As always, comments are highly appreciated! Have a good day!

Chapter 9: Monstro

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Inside the Gummiship cockpit, Sora, Donald, Goofy, and Jiminy sit together, looking at the piece of paper they had gotten from Agrabah.

“Umm Sora?” Mickey asked, knowing full well that there wasn’t any form of auto piolet on the Gummiship, something Chip and Dale had been trying to fix. “Who’s flying the ship?”

Sora laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head, still leaning on Riku’s side, and Kairi gave him a look from across Riku’s lap. “Sora,” she said warningly, and Sora looked away.

“Let’s move on, shall we?” He replied instead and even Riku gave Sora a look as he scrubbed away the last of his tears. Honestly, what had he been thinking? He was supposed to be the strong one. The one to protect Sora and Kairi.

Jiminy realizes that they got a piece of Ansem’s report.

But did they get the real report, Axel wondered, thinking back to his last days alive, to the secret he had seen, thought about, and then got confirmed after his heart was dust in the wind. Or did they find the one that Xehanort wrote posing as his master?

He paused. Should he mention that? Probably not, because there was always the chance that this was the real deal and the lay thing he wanted to do was to make things more complicated.

Also, the less he thought about those last months of Radiant Garden’s life, the better.

“Much of my life has been dedicated to the pursuit of knowledge.”

Naminé and Roxas both made faces when they realized that they were going have to listen to the words of the man who had taken so much from them. Naminé especially. She had listened to that man monologue enough during her year trying to restore Sora’s memories.

“And that knowledge has guarded this world well. Not a soul doubts that.”

Projecting much? Roxas thought with a scoff, crossing his arms and looking away. Xion, seeing Roxas’s discomfort, reached out a hand and grasped one of Roxas’s, squeezing it tightly. She was glad that she almost never had to encounter the man, barely enough to hear him speak more than a few words. Of course, during those words, he had both demeaned her and blamed her, so she wasn’t upset about never meeting him properly.

Axel’s arm came down and held Roxas close. He was here now, with them. Not trapped inside of DiZ’s virtual reality, not being forced into dying for someone else’s sake.

“But although I am called a sage, there are things I do not understand.”

Naminé bit the inside of her cheek to stop herself from vocalizing any of the thoughts that passed through her head. These were the man’s notes that he had written to himself. How egotistical do you have to be to compliment yourself while writing it?

“I believe that darkness sleeps in every heart, no matter how pure.”

“Well, yes and no,” Both Kairi and Ven said at the same time, blinking in shock at the harmony of their voices and giving each other looks.

“I’m a Princess of Heart, so of course I said that, but… why did you?” Kairi asked, getting the urge to look at the boy’s heart, using her Princess of Heart™ powers that she still fully didn’t know. But that would be an invasion of privacy.

“I… don’t have darkness in my heart either,” Ven confessed after a second, looking down at his hands.

“How?” Kairi wondered, perking up at the thought of someone like her. Even better that he was also a Keyblade Wielder. “You’re not a Princess.”

Vanitas barked out a laugh, throwing his head back, and Ven turned, giving the boy a look.

“Well, all my darkness was stripped away by a Keyblade Master and turned into him,” he replied, gesturing to the still snickering Keyblade Wielder. Kairi’s eyes widened, as did Sora’s, and Riku watched in interest. The three former Organization 13 members weren’t as affected, with the exclusion of the oldest.

“Is that even possible?” Sora wondered, eyes moving to look at Vanitas, who twitched uncomfortably under his gaze.

“Apparently,” Ven responded, and Kairi hummed, thinking something over in her head.

“We’ve got to compare notes after this,” she told him. “See what it’s like.”

Ven smiled at her. “Deal.” Aqua and Terra exchanged smiles. They were glad Ven was managing to talk and make friends with others his age.

“Given the chance, the smallest drop can spread and swallow the heart. I have witnessed it many times.”

“So, I suppose final confirmation that Heartless did in fact exist when we were around,” Aqua mused, propping her chin up with one hand. “We just didn’t see them.”

“Darkness… Darkness of the heart. How is it born? How does it come to affect us so?”

“Isn’t it because of emotions?” Terra asked, recalling both what Master Eraqus and Xehanort would tell him. “Dark emotions feed the darkness inside us.”

“What’s a dark emotion?” Xion asked and Terra grimaced.

“Anger, fear, ambition, power hungriness, sadness,” he replied, and several faces were made across the room.

“I hate to tell you this, Terra,” Axel said, an easy-going tone in his voice. “But that just sounds like emotions that are a part of life.” Terra blinked in surprise, staring at the former Organization member, speechless.

“As the ruler of this world, I must find the answers. I must find them before the world is lost to those taken by the darkness…”

“How about you don’t,” Axel muttered to himself. “How about you don’t throw our world into darkness?” Face flashed through his head. His grandmother, the woman who sold him ice cream every weekend. The postman, his sister. All gone forever because of what Ansem “the Wise” did. He might not have finished the experiments but he sure as hell started them.

Kairi looked away, having heard Axel’s remark. Was it true? Had Ansem really thrown their world to the darkness, taking her family and home away from her?

“It is my duty to expose what this darkness really is.”

“It’s the Keyblade Wielder’s duty,” Aqua corrected, eyebrows furrowing. She didn’t like the way the paper was going, didn’t like what it seemed like Ansem the Wise did.

And that brought up another thing.

Riku and Sora had said that they had fought someone called Ansem. But earlier, DiZ had been called Ansem as well and they seemed to be at different points in time. Probably? She would have to ask later.

“I have conducted the following experiments:

-Extract the darkness from a person’s heart.

-Cultivate darkness in a pure heart.”

“That sounds…” Sora trailed off, not wanting to think about it. Because he had seen the effects that darkness had on people. And Ansem had done that to people willingly?

Axel closed his eyes, arms tightening around the teenagers on either side of him and trying to not think about… it.

People laid on in cages in rows, screaming or begging for release.

Darkness flickering at the corner of each hallway, the beasts that would slam against glass windows or tear themselves apart.

The young girl in the dark cage, star earrings and missing memories, smiling every time he and Isa snuck in and told her about the sky or flowers. She had especially likes learning about dandelions.

“The experiments caused the test subjects’ hearts to collapse, even the most stalwart. How fragile our hearts are.”

“You murdered people?” Kairi breathed out, thoroughly taken aback. She had never met DiZ, hadn’t ever gotten the chance, but she had hoped to one day see him, to meet the person who had ran her world. Now, she wasn’t sure if she wanted to.

Mickey closed his eyes, trying not to think of his old friend. He knew Ansem had done some things, both before and after becoming DiZ, things that no one should be proud of, but… hearing it for the first time, hearing in detail what he had actually done… it made him question everything. Had it ever been a good idea to befriend Ansem? To give him proof that the outside worlds actually existed? Had he made it worse for everyone in Radiant Garden?

Mickey’s eyes slid to Axel, who wasn’t looking at anyone. Had Axel been affected by it? With a shiver, Mickey realized he had never learned how Axel became a Nobody.

“My treatment yielded no signs of recovery. It wouldn’t do to let the people of this world see such a terrible sight, so I confined those who had completely lost their hearts beneath the castle.”

As the report went on, paling faces and the feeling of nausea were spreading through the room. Aqua had a hand pressed to her mouth, cold shivers wracking her body as she thought about it.

He and Isa snuck between cages, seeing darkness leap at them from every angle, trying not to make any sounds

Tera was frozen, memories flashing in front of his eyes, Xehanort’s mocking laughter echoing in his ears as he tried to prevent him from hurting those people, trying desperately to take back control, trying to block out each sob and scream.

Hands scrabbling on the lock to the girl’s cell, bleeding from the fingertips as they tried to break it, another desperate attempt when they came back to find her bleeding or exhausted from another one of the experiments the scientists put her through.

Sora and Kairi found themselves curling closer to Riku, shock and fear bleeding through each of them. The man… had just… experimented on people, and then locked them away. Left them to die.

“Some time later, I went below and was greeted by the strangest sight. Creatures that seemed born of darkness…”

Ven felt sick, trying not to let his imagination run wild. Had that happened to him? Had he been screaming as Xehanort ripped the darkness out of his heart, trying to hold onto it? He knew he had nearly died. How close had he come?

The echoing shouts, the snarling creatures. The girl slammed on the bars of the door, trying to break it from her side, revitalized by their attempts.

Vanitas closed his eyes tightly, trying to stop his memories. Memories of getting thrown into the darkness by Master Xehanort, beasts snarling and ripping at him until he learned to fight back, learned to fight through the pain.

In his cupped hands, a miniscule Flood appeared, looking around the room with big red eyes.

Desperate words, empty comforts as he and Isa tried everything to get through. They would get her out of there, they would, and then Lea could take her into the light. He was sure that she would love ‘Ri, would love the sun and flowers even more once she got to see them.

“What are they? Are they truly sentient beings? Could they be the shadows of those whose hearts were lost?”

Naminé curled into herself, pulling her knees up to her chest and fighting the urge to cover her ears with her hands. She didn’t want to hear this; she didn’t want to. She had seen enough of it in the few glimpses she had gotten of Vexen’s and Lexaeus’s memories, the more traumatic side from Zexion’s and Axel’s.

What was going on? It was a thought that went through his mind often. Why this girl? Where had they found her? Why had they done this to her, instead of letting her live her own life?

Mickey looked down, not attempting to stop the tears that were trickling down his cheeks. Should he have met Ansem, or shouldn’t he? The man was already doing these experiments before he had ever come, but… Did I make it worse?

The girl’s words, the light in her hand, the shape it created. “Take it, open the lock.”

“One thing I am certain of is that they are entirely devoid of emotion.”

The feeling in his hand after he touched it. Isa’s hopeful expression as he watched on. Could he free her?

“I must conduct further research.”

We’re getting out of here. The feeling twisting in his heart.

“They still need a name. Those who lack hearts… I will call them the Heartless.”

A door banging open down a hallway. The girl’s hissed words to leave, to not get caught. Isa’s hands wrapped around his arm, pulling him away, throwing them both down another hallway as one of the researchers appeared, the girl glaring at him in defiance. Him and Isa escaping as they usually did. The light in his heart not going away, just settling.

“Axel?” Roxas asked, poking him in the side and Axel startled, violently, looking down at the boy who looked up at him.

His face flickered from Roxas’s to Isa’s, pinned against the wall by the creature, to the girl’s, folded in the corners of the cell, resigned to her life in the dark.

“Axel, are you okay?” Roxas asked again, worrying flickering through him as the older man continued to stare blankly at him. He didn’t know… What was going on? Xion shifted from the other side of Axel, gazing at the man in concern as well.

“I’m fine,” the man eventually said, the words seemingly ripped from his throat, if the roughness of them was anything to go by. His arm tightened minusculey around Roxas and if it were anyone else, Roxas would be worried. Be taken aback and feeling confined. But it was Axel. The man who had taught him, and later Xion, to live, to exist. But at the same time…

“I’m okay,” Axel said again, blinking several times and trying to shove the memories back, into the depths of his mind where they belonged. In the beginning, there was no point thinking about them. The girl was probably dead, she hadn’t been anywhere when he and Isa had eventually gotten into the castle as apprentices. He and Isa were dead as well. Their only hope for returning to humans being the same people who did it to them. And after, it became too painful. His friend was dead, his sister was dead, his grandmother, everyone who he had ever known, except Isa, was gone. How was he supposed to think about them?

And soon, it no longer bothered him. Who cared how he became a Nobody? The others were stuck as he was. Who cared that his family was gone? There was nothing he could have done to stop it. And they would hate you. Who cared that Isa was drifting farther and farther away? They had started this to try and find the girl, to try and find X, but she was dead, he had accepted that. If Isa cared more about that than him, then he wouldn’t try to change it. There was no point.

“Promise?” Xion asked, hand resting on his arm, and he turned and smiled at her, trying to make sure not a hint of his faked emotions, that weren’t positive, showed on his face.

“I promise,” he responded, and she gazed back at him. Axel… wouldn’t lie to her, right? Not after all the trouble it had caused before.

Mickey watched the former Organization 13 members closely, wiping away the last of his tears. Perhaps he would need to keep an eye on Axel as well as the kids. There was no way none of them had no trauma at all.

Sora contemplates the concept of the Heartless and Goofy realizes it’s like what Leon told him, how the Heartless seek out the darkness in people’s hearts.

Sora felt slightly sick as he watched his younger self simply brush off what he had read in the report. How had he not realized the implications of what Ansem had done? How had he not realized that Ansem had sentenced people to death because of sheer curiosity?

Donald reminds them that Leon said to be careful and Jiminy says that there must be more of the report somewhere.

None of them knew if they wanted to read any more of it, if it was going to be more of the same hair-raising, apathetic experimentation.

Carefully, Vanitas squashed the Flood between his hands until it dissipated, shaking off the stab of pain that went through him when he did so. It was bearable if the other option was getting caught. He didn’t need another thing to remind the other people in the room how non-human he was.

Donald says they’ve got to find the rest of it and Goofy wonders if Mickey had read it.

No, Mickey thought. Because if I had, I don’t know if I would have been able to fight of the Heartless that would have come for my heart then.

Donald suddenly notices something outside the Gummiship and the four of them race to the cockpit, looking out.

“What now?” Kairi asked, a hint of fear in her voice and Sora blew out a breath when he realized what was coming next. He was glad that Kairi and he were on either side of Riku, because he was certain the older boy was going to need comfort after this.

Goofy realizes it’s a giant whale and the whale swims through the Ocean Between, sending the Gummiship spinning as it passes.

“There’s a whale in the Ocean Between?” Ven exclaimed, sounding both horrified and excited and Vanitas gave his other half a look. That was not something to be happy about.

“What’s a whale?” Xion whispered her question to Axel, who was watching the screen with big eyes.

“A sea creature,” Axel responded. “Usually found in oceans. Not in space.”

“Are they usually that big?” Roxas asked, suddenly rethinking going to the beach with Xion. If there was something like that in the ocean…

“No,” Axel stated and both Roxas and Xion relaxed. “They’re usually much, much smaller.”

Jiminy calls it “Monstro” and Sora asks if he knows it. Jiminy confirms he does.

“I think Monstro is from Jiminy’s world,” Sora explained, thinking back to conversations with the small cricket. “When the world fell to darkness, Monstro ended up in the Ocean Between.”

“Why couldn’t it have fallen to darkness like everyone else?” Roxas grumbled, giving the whale a side look. For some reason, he really did not like that thing.

Donald attempts to pilot the Gummiship away from Monstro, but the Gummiship is eaten by the whale.

“Sora!” Kairi yelped, accompanied by the sound of multiple gasps/intakes of breath. “You got eaten?!

“Um, yes?” Sora answered, seeing no way out of answering the question. In-between them, Riku had gone stiff, recognizing what was coming next.

Kairi narrowed her eyes at him. “Only once?” Sora continued, rubbing the back of his head, and Kairi’s expression didn’t wane. “I won’t do it again?” A beat later, she nodded once sharply, and leaned back into the couch, relaxing slightly. Something not copied by the two boys on the couch with.

The screen filters back into viewing, showing Destiny Islands.

“What?” Terra wondered. Why were they back there?

Riku and Sora both softened slightly at seeing their home. It had been so long, even more so for Riku. Kairi smiled upon seeing it. She still missed it and she had only been gone for a couple weeks.

“Why are we seeing Happy Islands?” Vanitas asked, raising an eyebrow. Both Sora and Kairi gave him a look for the name, but Roxas stifled the snicker that had almost escaped him at Vanitas’s remark.

“I don’t know,” Riku replied. Destiny Islands was still lost to the darkness, thanks to you, during this time. Why were they seeing it?

A younger Sora and Riku are standing in front of a waterfall. Sora says he saw it.

“Oh,” Sora said blankly, staring at the tiny four-year-old version of him. Riku blinked in slight surprise, gazing at the five-year-old him.

“Tiny Sora!” Kairi gasped out, literal stars appearing in her eyes as she sat up and stared at the little version of her best friend. Similarly, both Aqua and Terra were remembering their interactions with the small versions of the heroes that sat near them.

Mickey was smiling. Riku was adorable.

Both Roxas and Vanitas were holding back laughs they doubted would be taken well by the group. But honestly, the young kids just looked like tiny, shrunken versions of Sora and Riku. Which, yes, they both knew objectively how children worked, despite neither of them ever being one, twelve didn’t count to Vanitas, but at the same time, they didn’t realize it was so literal.

Axel raised an eyebrow, trying to brush off the small hurt in his chest. Clearly he wasn’t completely recovered from the earlier… incident. They were just the same age that ‘Ri had been when she died. She had been as small as them.

Young Riku asks if Sora’s certain he didn’t just hear it and Sora asks what the difference is. He’s certain there’s a huge monster.

“Oh,” Riku breathed out, remembering this. This was when he and Sora went into their Secret Place for the first time. The first time he ever told Sora about his want to go outside the islands, spurred on by the memory of the stranger on the beach from months ago.

Though, Riku’s eyes slid over to Terra. Might not be a stranger anymore. If that had been real. But how could it have been fake or imagined?

Riku supposes there is a monster, he asks Sora if he thinks they could catch it.

“How do the two of you not change?” Kairi ground out good-naturedly, rubbing her hands down her face. “I swear, the only thing that’s changed from then to now is your clothes style, and that’s a barely, and your ability to hold the Keyblade.”

Again, maybe, Riku mused, doing his best to focus on the screen and not the Keyblade Wielder sitting near him. Maybe.

Sora says that he and Riku can do anything.

“And I still believe that,” Sora murmured, more for Riku than anything, leaning on the older boy’s side. “I mean it.”

Riku didn’t respond, looking away and trying to shove away the tears that had started to bubble again. He needed to get a hold of himself.

Sora asks if Riku can hear it growling and they both look into a dark cave behind the waterfall.

All of the watchers recognized the cave from before, when Destiny Islands fell. Both when Sora confronted the cloaked stranger and when he attempted to save Kari when the darkness was creeping in.

Riku says they’ve got to be careful and the two of them sneak into the cave.

“If you guys think there is a monster in there, why are you going in?” Xion asked, watching the small versions of the two Keyblade Wielders go into the cave.

“Because we were little kids who wanted an adventure,” Sora explained with a one-shouldered shrug.

After looking around the place, Riku realizes that the noise is just the wind echoing around the cavern.

“Well, that was a letdown,” Kairi murmured.

“Yeah, imagine getting that as a five-year-old,” Sora replied.

Sora wishes that it had been a monster before noticing something in the back of the cave.

Several people, mostly the experienced Keyblade Wielders, narrowed their eyes as they watched. The last time either of the boys had been in the cave, nothing good had happened. Also, there was just something… off about the cave. Something… ethereal.

Aqua was reminded that the cave had held the door that had blown Kairi into Sora. Perhaps that had something to do with it.

The two of them walk over, revealing the still sealed door.

I wonder if that’s the Keyhole, Aqua wondered, thinking back to the other Keyholes she had seen. It would make sense.

Riku realizes it’s a door but there’s no way to open it.

The three Islanders grimaced as they remembered when it finally did open. When Riku opened it.

Sora asks if that’s really all that’s in the cave and Riku asks if he’s surprised in a place such as the Destiny Islands.

Riku looked away at his younger self’s words. He didn’t… completely mean it as a child, but he was bored. Already, as a five-year-old, he wanted to get out, wanted to see the world. He just didn’t realize what that would entail.

Riku tells Sora that they should leave the Islands where they’re older, go out and explore.

“And we did,” Sora said quietly, leaning on Riku’s shoulder. Not the way they thought they would, not at all, but they had still made it off. And Sora didn’t know if he would ever truly regret it.

As the two of them walk off, they mention a girl at the Mayor’s house.

Kairi smiled at the small mention of her. So, this would have been just after she arrived in the meteor shower.

The wind howls again, slowly turning into a low rumble, which wakes Sora up.

The happy feeling that had taken over the room diminished when the watchers remembered what had happened before the flashback. Sora had just gotten eaten by Monstro.

Riku blinked. That had just implied… that Sora had been dreaming of him. But wouldn’t he be dreaming of Kairi? He had been searching for her, he cared deeply about her. Why wasn’t he thinking about her?

Sora stands up, seeing Donald and Goofy standing and looking up, Goofy holding his shield about his head.

“What’s going on?” Roxas asked, seeing Donald and Goofy both looking up.

“Pinocchio was throwing things at them,” Sora explained, getting several looks of confusion aimed at him. Riku flinched when the boy’s name was mentioned. He remembered what he did.

Sora asks where they are and Jiminy says they have to be inside Monstro and the Gummiship had to be somewhere in there as well.

“How did you get out?” Xion asked, eyes going to Sora. The boy smiled.

“We got him to sneeze,” he responded.

A treasure chest suddenly comes flying down and nearly hits Sora. A second one bounces off Goofy’s shield.

“Man, how strong is this kid?” Ven questioned, having seen those treasure chests before. And to just casually throw them?

Donald asks who’s up there and Pinocchio says that it’s me.

“Specific,” Vanitas snickered under his breath.

Jiminy realizes that it’s Pinocchio and runs to him, Sora, Donald, and Goofy following.

“Wait, that’s a kid,” Aqua muttered. “How’d he get there?”

“He and his father also got swallowed by the beast,” Sora explained. “We helped them get out.”

With no help from me, Riku thought.

Goofy and Donald realize he looks like a wooden puppet.

“He got spelled to come alive,” Sora said, already seeing the questioning looks that were being thrown around the room.

Xion couldn’t help the tiniest flinch that went through her when the word puppet got said and Axel gave her a look of concern, only relaxing slightly when she gave him a small smile.

Jiminy asks Pinocchio what he’s doing there, and Pinocchio says that he’s playing hide and seek. Jiminy says that he can’t believe it, that he’s been worried sick about Pinocchio, only to get cut off.

“Did… Did that child’s nose just grow?” Axel asked, raising a single eyebrow at the screen.

“I think it’s part of the magic,” Sora explained, trying to think back. There hadn’t been too much explanation but he had heard some things.

Jiminy realizes that Pinocchio was lying and reminds him that lying only grows until it’s plain to see.

Oh, several people thought, watching Pinocchio’s nose shrink again as he promised to not lie again. Magic that was literal.

Jiminy says he needs to in order to become a real boy. Jiminy reminds him that he promised Geppetto.

“Geppetto is his father?” Aqua asked, shooting an asking look to Sora, who nodded.

Pinocchio remembers Geppetto and runs off, with Jiminy telling the others to follow.

Riku carefully regulated his breathing, debating the pros and cons of trying to slip his hands out of his friends’ grips. He knew what came next. This was the moment. The moment when he fully turned against Sora. Would the others still even want to be around him when they saw him like that?

As they head after him, Sora asks Jiminy who Pinocchio is and Jiminy replies that he’s from the same world that Jiminy is and they lived together.

Mickey smiled at the screen. He was glad that Jiminy managed to find someone else from his world. He knew it had weighed heavily on the small cricket when he realized he was the only one to make it to Disneytown. Hopefully, they would be able to stay in contact with Jiminy after all this happened.

There was a wreck of a ship in the main area of the whale and the Gummiship was next to it. Pinocchio ran up to the old man, who was looking at several Gummi blocks.

“Gummi blocks?” Mickey wondered and Sora nodded.

“Geppetto was working on making a ship for him and Pinocchio to escape,” he replied, part of his brain carefully reminding him what happened next. He held onto Riku’s hand tighter. He hoped the older boy would be okay after seeing it. He knew how much it weighed on him. It was clear.

Geppetto asks Pinocchio where he’s been, and Sora and the others arrive. Geppetto realizes that Monstro swallowed their ship too.

“That seems to be a common occurrence,” Terra noted with sadness, looking at all the other wrecks in Monstro’s belly.

As Sora and Geppetto talk, Pinocchio gets distracted by something and walks off.

Kairi narrowed her eyes at the screen, not being the only one to do so. That looked like… Had that been Riku? But what was he doing in Monstro? How had even gotten there? Taking another second, she focused on the older boy sitting next to her, now able to feel the tension that was rippling through him. This was going to be painful to watch, wasn’t it?

Terra winced, looking down. He had seen the tension that was radiating off Riku in waves, trying to block out his own memories that came to his mind. The fight with Aqua, the words exchanged. He had a feeling it might be the same here.

Sora introduces himself and the others and Geppetto introduces himself, moving to introduce Pinocchio, only to realize he was missing.

Riku looked away. It had been so easy to lure the boy away, to put in him a situation to nearly lose his heart. Everything had been… easy, but in the worst way.

The others realize that Jiminy’s gone as well and the three of them run after them.

Riku took in a deep breath.

The three of them end up in a colorful area with several different sized pillars and spot Pinocchio with Jiminy riding in his hat.

Sora shot a look at Riku, knowing what came next. It’s fine, he told himself. None of the others had a bad reaction to the last time Riku showed up. And I won’t let them get mad at Riku, I won’t.

Jiminy says that he was worried when Pinocchio walked off and he didn’t know what to do. He leaps to Sora’s shoulder.

Distantly, Roxas wondered how Jiminy was able to move so fast when he was so small. But from what Sora had said earlier, he had no clue as well.

Sora tells Pinocchio that they should go back and Goofy says that Geppetto is worried about him.

Riku was almost mouthing the words along with the screen under his breath. He had gone through this memory enough, along with all the others, during the year asleep as he tried to desperately remember what scraps of Sora he could.

Sora tells Pinocchio that this was no time for games. From above them, Riku mentions that Sora always used to like games.

Riku flinched at his own younger voice. He hadn’t… he hadn’t meant to…

Sora looks up to see Riku standing on one of the pillars, looking down at him. He asks if Sora’s too cool for them now that he has the Keyblade.

Aqua narrowed her eyes at the screen, multiple alarms going off in her head. Already, the clear change in Riku was heartbreakingly visible. Before, when he showed up in Traverse Town, he was clearly worried about Sora and happy to be with him again, even with everything that he had been told and done.

But now, most of the light was gone from within Riku’s eyes and his words were sharp and scathing, meant to hurt instead of reassure.

All the signs of him being on his way to falling to the darkness.

Terra looked away, unable to look at the image of the young boy. Had he done this? All those years ago, he confirmed Riku’s theory of outside worlds. He gave the young boy the Keyblade, even though he had yet to hold one. Had he doomed the young boy to repeat his mistakes? Riku’s light was bright, brighter than anything he had ever seen. He only wanted to help. But had he made it worse?

Kairi sucked in a breath at seeing Riku standing there. Before, in Traverse Town, she had thought about what she had been told, that Riku had fought with Sora, and thought it absurd. It was so obvious that Riku cared about Sora, they were best friends after all. But now, as much as it hurt her, she could see it. She had known Riku for as long as she had known Sora. She knew how to read him. He was aggressive, the only time she had ever seen him like that was when a bully wouldn’t leave Sora alone back when they were eleven and Riku ended up getting in a physical fight with the boy.

She hadn’t ever thought she would see that expression directed at Sora.

Mickey winced, eyes moving to Riku, who had gone still and silent in the embrace of his friends. He had heard it all from Riku during the times they spent together. When Riku couldn’t do anything, too entrenched in memories of his mistakes. He had sat with the boy and listened, unjudging of him, listened as he told him everything he had done. It hurt him, and he knew it hurt Riku more, to see it in person, but it would pass. And Riku was a different person now. Everyone would see that.

Vanitas raised an eyebrow at the boy. It was so clear that he had fallen into the dark. Not that much, but enough that it was visible to the other, even through a screen. So, what had happened? How had he leapt from the darkness back into the light? And why was it only Riku who got that chance?

Naminé blinked, not as surprised as most of them. She had seen this memory, had implanted it in the Replica’s head, except with herself in Kairi’s place. She had played with it, twisting it and breaking it apart. So, she knew the emotions that had gone through Riku’s head during this time, before she changed them for the Replica. She knew the hurt and pain Riku was going through, thinking that Sora had replaced him just like with Kairi. Knew the arrogance and pride that rushed through his veins. The part of him that wanted to prove to Sora that he could do it, without him. To prove to Sora that Sora needed him.

The former Organization members watched slightly apathetically. It wasn’t that they didn’t care, they just didn’t have the same connection as the others did. They knew, objectively, that Riku and Sora had been enemies once upon a time, but they didn’t really connect the same way the others did.

Riku looked away, closing his eyes. He sounded so… proud and smug and arrogant and-

Sora tugged on Riku’s hand, pulling the older boy’s attention to him. Once he had it, he smiled at him, leaning deeper into Riku’s side. Riku was different now, he was his friend, he best friend. Simply seeing something from the past wouldn’t change that.

Sora asks Riku what he’s doing there and Riku leaps down to Pinocchio’s side, saying he’s playing with Pinocchio.

Riku felt sick, remembering all the emotions that were going through him. The urge to prove it to Sora, to make him regret leaving him behind. He didn’t care he was going to hurt Sora, he had wanted to hurt Sora.

Sora says that Riku knows what he means and asks if Riku found Kairi.

Kairi smiled at the boy across the couch from her and refused to let go of Riku’s hand. She knew that he would need comfort after this.

Riku says that maybe if Sora catches them, he’ll tell him, before running off with Pinocchio.

None of the watchers said anything, feeling like anything they said would be wrong.

Sora runs after him before being stopped by Donald, who questions why Riku was there in the first place, saying that he has a bad feeling about it.

The one time I will ever agree with him, Riku thought.

Sora says they have to follow them or they might never see Pinocchio or Riku again. The three of them run after Riku.

Oh Sora, Riku thought. Still worrying about me? Even when I didn’t deserve it.

Riku stops for a second in a corner.

“Where’s Pinocchio?” Axel asked, distinctly remembering Riku running off with the puppet turned boy.

“He ran off,” Riku answered stiffly, not looking at anyone.

Appearing behind him, Maleficent asks why Riku still cares about Sora, telling Riku that Sora has deserted him for the Keyblade and his new companions.

Sora turned to face Riku again, sitting back to do so, but Riku was already speaking.

“I know that’s not true, Sora,” he told the younger boy. “I know those were just lies she was telling me.”

Sora frowned at him before reaching up and grasping Riku’s face by his cheeks, making the older boy look at him in the eyes.

“And don’t forget it,” he told Riku seriously. “You are irreplaceable. You’re my best friend. I couldn’t live without you.” Message given, he let go of Riku’s face and settled back into a sitting position. Missing the blush that had spread across Riku’s face before being quickly banished.

From his couch, Axel raised an eyebrow and wondered how Sora hadn’t realized that Riku had a crush on him yet, not when it was blaringly obvious.

Riku says he doesn’t care about Sora and that he was just messing with him.

“I don’t mean that,” Riku said, voice quiet, and Sora’s eyes moved up to his.

“I know,” he responded with a smile. “You could never.” Riku couldn’t help it but smile back.

Maleficent warns him to be careful of the darkness in his heart, that the Heartless prey upon it.

Believe me, I know, Riku thought. I know better than most. He could feel his darkness even now, balanced in perfect harmony inside his heart. Mostly. Ready to be called upon if he needed it. But it felt nothing like the darkness from that first month and he couldn’t be happier about it.

Riku tells her to mind her own business as Maleficent leaves.

Riku couldn’t imagine saying that to Maleficent now, if she was still alive. Not after everything.

Vanitas couldn’t imagine saying that to Master Xehanort.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy run after Pinocchio, who passes under Riku standing on a pillar. Sora spots him.

Riku felt the slight good feelings that had built in him vanish.

Sora asks what Riku is thinking and if he knows what he’s doing.

Yes, but I didn’t care, Riku thought.

Riku says he was about to ask Sora the same question and tells Sora that he only seems interested in running around and showing off his Keyblade. He asks Sora if he even wants to save Kairi.

Kairi flinched at the reminder that while all this was going on, she was peacefully sleeping within Sora’s heart, unable to help or do anything. A unfortunately common trend.

Sora says that he does, looking down at the Keyblade.

And Sora had meant that. But he also had seen all the other worlds, seen what they were going through. He had the ability to help them, he couldn’t just not. He had to help them and while he had never left his goal of finding Kairi, he also was trying to save those worlds.

A scream sounds through the air and both Riku and Sora run over, seeing Pinocchio trapped in the jaws of a Heartless. Riku asks Sora if he’s up for it.

“Oh, so you’re helping him now?” Vanitas asked, aiming his remark at Riku. “Your manipulation knows no bounds. I applaud you.” The darkness wielding boy got a glare from Sora, Riku, Ven, and Aqua for that remark, but he couldn’t find it in him to care. Why did Riku get this chance? When he had done everything wrong? He had chosen this darkness, chose to fall. So why did everyone choose to give him chance after chance?

Sora, Riku, Donald, and Goofy fight the Heartless until it spits out Pinocchio.

Riku shivered as he saw his younger self wielding Soul Eater so easily. That sword was nothing but pain and darkness incarnate and while he would recognize that his Keyblade took a lot of inspiration from it, which made sense, the sword being a crucial part of his development, it still made himself sick to see it. He hated that blade, and he was certain he would never wield it again.

Riku jumps into the pit of darkness Pinocchio falls through and Sora follows him.

Kairi was tempted to scold both of them for leaping into pits of darkness, but she had a feeling it wouldn’t be well received.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy end up back on the ship with Geppetto, who is calling out to Pinocchio, who is caught, unconscious, in Riku’s grasp.

Riku looked away. Pinocchio had just been another, another thing for him to do to get Kairi back. It had balanced out, in his darkness infested mind. He didn’t know any of them personally, he wouldn’t be affected by them. The only thing that mattered was getting Kairi back and proving it to Sora.

Riku tells Geppetto that he has unfinished business with the puppet and Geppetto says that Pinocchio isn’t a puppet, but his son.

Riku winced. Perhaps he should go track down Geppetto and Pinocchio. Apologize to them.

Riku says that he’s unusual and that not many puppets have hearts.

Xion closed her eyes, trying not to let memories, particularly bad ones, get to her. It was just… the way they were throwing around the word… it reminded her of Saix and the Organization. She leaned deeper into Axel’s side, feeling the older man’s arm tighten around her in response to her distress.

Riku says that Pinocchio might be able to help someone else who has lost their heart. Sora asks if he’s talking about Kairi.

Both Riku and Sora shivered slightly as they remembered Kairi’s lifeless body, nothing more than an empty doll, on the pirate ship. Sora understood Riku’s drive to get her heart back but he didn’t understand why Riku had gone to such lengths to do it.

Kairi, not for the first time, wished she could have done something. Done something more from inside Sora’s heart than sometimes give him random hallucinations and give him a dream that one time.

Riku asks if Sora cares before walking away. Sora races after him.

I care, Sora thought. I care about everyone. I have to save everyone.

Pinocchio is sitting against the wall, motionless, while Riku watches. Sora and the others run into the room.

This is it, Riku thought. The final nail in the coffin. The moment I fell… for good.

Sora tells Riku to let Pinocchio go and Riku says that Pinocchio holds the key to saving Kairi.

“I don’t want anyone to get hurt,” Kairi said firmly, finally speaking up. “Even if this was the only way to save me, I never wanted anyone to get hurt. Regardless of if I knew them or not.” She looked to Riku and Sora, giving them a smile. “Ever.”

“I know, Kairi,” Riku told her softly. “I know.”

Riku offers to join forces with Sora to save her, saying that he and Sora can do anything.

And I still believe that, Sora thought.

Maybe we can again, Riku thought.

Sora raises the Keyblade to fight, causing Riku’s eyes to widen slightly.

And there it was. The moment that had Riku falling into the darkness firmly. The anger and pain that were fuel to him until it burned out when Sora stabbed himself in the heart. This moment.

When Sora chose another over him. Explicitly and without hesitation.

Aqua closed her eyes, resting her forehead on her clasped hands. Stars, why? Why these two? These kids, these teenagers, these friends. The two boys who knew nothing but happiness and their little corner of the world. Why them? Why did the world look at them and say “you two will be the saviors, the heroes, the hurting.” Why them?

Because Terra, Ven, and I were gone. Because we weren’t there to take the burden. Because we allowed ourselves to be split and betrayed, falling to the darkness that we could not fight.

Mickey sighed, having heard about this memory almost the most. The moment when Riku fully fell to the darkness from the betrayal of his closest friend. No, the betrayal of the boy he loved.

None of the others could say anything. Even if it had never been for as noble a goal, they had all turned their weapon on a friend before.

Axel couldn’t look down at Roxas.

Terra refused to look anywhere but forward.

Xion remembered the armor that had surrounded her when she fought Roxas, when she had forced the boy she… cared about, to fight her to the death.

Naminé’s ears rang with the screams of the boy she had rewritten.

It was silent in the watching room.

Riku asks Sora if he would fight him over a puppet. Sora says that Pinocchio isn’t just a puppet and that he has a heart and it’s telling Sora that letting Riku have Pinocchio is wrong.

And Sora was right, Riku thought. Like he always was.

Jiminy runs over to Pinocchio, who weakly says he’s not going to make it, before being proven wrong by his nose.

No one could laugh. Not with the atmosphere in the room.

Riku tells Sora that he leaves him no choice and the Heartless from before falls between them. Riku escapes through a dark portal.

Axel raised an eyebrow, not being the only one to do so, both Roxas and Xion shifting at his sides. That was… incredibly dangerous was Riku to do without the proper garments. Unless it wasn’t the same as a Dark Corridor, but it seemed similar. Which meant it couldn’t have been good for what light that remained in Riku’s heart.

Cynically, Axel wondered if that’s why Maleficent taught Riku to make them. As another small thing that was draining Riku of his light.

Sora fights the Heartless until it disappears, and the heart leaves its body.

Aqua made a note of that, having seen the same thing several times. Fight the Heartless until the heart leaves. If it doesn’t, the Heartless is still alive.

Sora calls out for Riku.

Still looking for you, even after all you did, Riku’s mind told him. What have you ever done to deserve that loyalty? Riku didn’t have an answer.

The area around them begins to shake and the three of them ran back to the wrecks, meeting Jiminy.

“What’s going on?” Kairi asked, worry in her voice, and Sora cracked the smallest smile.

“Monstro decided it doesn’t like us in its belly anymore.”

Jiminy tells Sora that Geppetto and Pinocchio got in their own ship, which Geppetto had built. The four of them get in the Gummiship.

Riku couldn’t help the smallest twitch of his lips. He was glad that Pinocchio and Geppetto got out okay.

Monstro sneezes and the Gummiship gets thrown out of its mouth, hurtling through space.

“We’re okay, Kairi,” Sora said, knowing that she’d be worried. “Just a little bruised.”

The screen goes dark.

Aqua knew, she knew she should say something. Try to talk to Riku, try to figure out how to help him, try to figure out what drove him to fall to the darkness and the actions he had taken but she couldn’t. She was still attempting to deal with the fact that these were children who were dealing with this crisis of the worlds and she was trying to keep the memories of fighting the possessed Terra out of her head. It would do her no good to dwell on it.

Terra sucked in a deep breath, trying to keep his dark thoughts and emotions away. It would do no good if he fell back to the darkness now. Looking out of the corner of his eyes, he wondered if Aqua was going to say something, being the young responsible adult she was, but she said nothing, still staring off into space in front of her. He knew he should say something, but… it would just be incredibly hypocritical of him and who was he to give advice any way, someone who had been manipulated so badly that he ended up body snatched. Who was he to try and help? Aqua was always the better one.

Vanitas looked away from the room at large with a small growl, doing his best not to summon another Flood. Riku had done that, he had chosen to fight Sora, chosen to do all those things. And yet… he had been forgiven.

How was that fair?

Then again, the world was never fair. He knew that well.

As the room seemed to realize they weren’t going to say anything and started the screen again, Sora took in a deep breath, holding Riku’s hand tighter. They were together now. They were here and he wasn’t ever losing Riku again. He wouldn’t allow it.

Notes:

I bring this after one week of school. I'm already dead and wish to return to summer!

Some notes:
1. I wrote this in thousand-word chunks in-between homework assignments (I already have them!) and late nights before sleep. I apologize if parts of it feel clunky because of that. I do my best to keep the tone consistent through the whole chapter.
2. THIS IS IMPORTANT! I meant to put this as a note last chapter, but I will put it now. If you noticed any discrepancies between the thoughts of Terra and Aqua and Mickey, that is intentional! Terra and Aqua know Xehanort is alive in some capacity, Mickey would like to believe he's dead thanks to Aqua and Terra's actions. There is knowledge that is not spread to others, mostly because of how hard it is to talk about it, so there are miscommunications and misunderstandings. These will all get addressed in time, but when that happens, with any character, it is usually deliberate.
3. That little flashback with Lea and Isa was something I created but it lines up pretty well with what the games have told us, so I'm pretty sure it's good. (Also, I don't know if you noticed it, but I alluded to a certain development that happened at the end of DDD with Axel. Anyone catch it?)

I think the next chapter will be out maybe this Sunday if I work well through the weekend. I hope you enjoy this chapter and comments are always appreciated! Have a good day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 10: Atlantica

Notes:

CW: implied child abuse, slight flashbacks to child abuse, slight self harm.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

In the cockpit of the Gummiship, Goofy hopes that Pinocchio and Geppetto got somewhere safe. Donald agrees with him.

Sora hoped so as well.

Sora worries about Riku, looking out of the window.

Riku flinched, looking away. How could Sora still care about him even when he had seen what Riku was willing to do? When he had seen that Riku fell to the darkness?

Sora looked at Riku when the older boy flinched, leaning on his side. He didn’t know how to help Riku. But he wasn’t leaving.

Donald flies close to another world and says to prepare for landing.

Sora blinked when he recognized Atlantica. He had forgotten that it had come after Monstro. Both it and Halloween Town tended to slip his mind.

Sora asks where and that they’ll drown. Donald says not with his magic.

“What’s he talking about?” Xion asked, tipping her head to the side, and Sora chuckled nervously, suddenly remembering how they got around in Atlantica. And how they looked in Halloween Town. It was… bad per say, but he had a feeling Kairi was either going to find it adorable or tease him about it. Probably both.

“Donald’s magic… changes us if we end up in a world where looking like ourselves would break World Order,” he explained, rubbing the back of his head. “That includes worlds that are underwater and the like.”

Both Terra and Aqua blinked. They hadn’t had anything like that when they were traveling around the worlds. Then again, they weren’t magicians. And nothing really bad had come from it, right? And there wasn’t the same stigma against traveling to other worlds then. At least, not that they had seen.

On the world, the three of them land in the water, with them each being transformed into a different sea creature.

“You got to be a mermaid!” Kairi exclaimed, sitting up in shock as she saw the form that Sora had been transformed into. “No fair.”

Sora giggled, before remembering who hard it had been to swim in the beginning. Don’t get him wrong, he was a good swimmer. He had to be, living on an island and all that. But it had been hard to adjust from legs to tail.

“You have to take me there,” Kairi told him seriously, turning to look at him. “I need to be a mermaid too.” Sora smiled at her.

“Of course,” he said, mapping out the trip in his head. There was so many places he wanted to take the both of them. “I think you’ll like Ariel.”

“Ariel?” Riku asked, not recognizing the name, thank goodness.

“She’s the princess of the kingdom,” Sora explained. “We met her during this visit.”

Mickey laughed slightly as he saw the forms Goofy and Donald had been transformed into. Goofy looked happy about it, but Mickey could tell Donald was slightly upset.

From another cave, a mermaid and a fish came swimming out of it fast.

“Ariel,” Sora said, gesturing towards the young woman and Kairi’s eyes rounded. It was one thing to see Sora be transformed into a mermaid. It was another to actually see a real one. She had thought they were only in stories.

Ariel calls back to the crab trying to follow them, who can’t keep up.

Sora smiled when he saw all the people he had met in that world. It had been a nice world, barely any big problems that they couldn’t solve. A nice… distraction from the previous encounter.

While swimming, Sebastian nearly runs into Donald and gets scared, running back to Ariel, who comforts him and says that they don’t look like the others.

“The Heartless?” Ven asked, aiming a glance at Sora who nodded. Even though it hadn’t been as bad, there had still been challenges.

“They really are everywhere,” Aqua murmured.

Xion leaned closer to Roxas. “The Heartless can swim?” She wondered and he shrugged. He wouldn’t know.

Flounder says there is something weird about them.

“Yes, but not in the way you’re thinking,” Kairi said, smiling. Though it would be very hard to guess that these people didn’t actually look like they did, and they were in fact from another world, very far away.

Sora asks what they mean, and Ariel concedes that they seem a little different.

It’s probably how I was swimming, Sora thought. I must have looked so weird before I got the hang of it.

Ariel asks where they’re from and Sora replies that they’re from far away.

There were several snorts of laughter. Truer words had almost never been spoken.

Sora says that they’re not used to these waters and Ariel volunteers Sebastian to teach them how to swim.

“You’re from an island?” Vanitas snarked, rolling his eyes, and Sora sighed.

“Yes, but I learned to swim with two legs,” he replied, gently but firmly. “Not with a tail.”

Vanitas made a face, looking away.

Sebastian tells Ariel that King Triton wouldn’t like it and Ariel brushes him off.

“King Triton… Her father?” Aqua asked, remembering that Sora called her a princess.

“Yeah,” Sora responded. “They had a… strained relationship. But it got better!”

I know that well, was a thought echoed by many of the watchers, some more surprising than others.

Sebastian teaches the three of them to swim properly and Flounder helps.

Kairi thought that looked extremely fun. She would have to visit that place.

Ariel suddenly notices something, and they turn to see some Heartless appear from the cave next to them.

“You can’t even escape them in the submerged world,” Axel mentioned, shaking his head.

Ariel, Flounder, and Sebastian flee while Sora and the others fight the Heartless, destroying them.

Several of the adults were glad that Sora kept his skills even when underwater. It could have gone very badly.

The other three come out of hiding, with Ariel mentioning that the Heartless chased them before.

“Is she also a Princess of Heart?” Aqua asked, unfortunately at this point, well used to something bad happening to those girls, which included both Kairi and Cinderella, she had been able to guess.

“No,” Kairi replied, shaking her head a little. She would remember if she met a mermaid at Hollow Bastion. “She’s just a Princess and the Heartless are just jerks.”

Sora agreed with Kairi's statement wholeheartedly.

Sebastian worries that the Heartless might be heading for the palace and Ariel says they should head back.

“And just thrown themselves back into danger?” Roxas wondered, raising an eyebrow. “Sora, no wonder you get along with them so well.” He might not know his Somebody that well, and he still doesn’t know if he wanted to get to know him, but just from the past viewings alone, it was clear that Sora just couldn’t stay out of a fight.

Sora blushed slightly, looking down, hearing Kairi giggle slightly from next to him. He looked like he was missing when he could elbow her easily, but Riku was in-between them now.

Aqua smiled slightly at them, happy that they weren’t too hurt from what they had seen last. Her eyes moved to Riku. Now if she could just see the same things from him…

Ariel asks Sora if they could come with her to help them make sure the beasts weren’t attacking the palace.

“Hear me out,” Axel started, his voice sounding like an easy drawl to anyone not paying too much attention. “Don’t they have like… guards to do that? She lives at a palace; they should have guards.” He would know, from all the times he and Isa had both successfully and less so successfully snuck past Aeleus, Dilan, and Braig in their youth. Before of course… everything.

Sora thought back. “I don’t remember ever seeing any,” he admitted, getting looks from anyone who had ever been in a palace. Which was most of them, funnily enough.

“Maybe because no one else lives under the sea, thus no one to attack them, they don’t need guards?” Kairi wondered and Sora nodded. There hadn’t been anyone else when he had been down there.

Aqua scrunched up her nose slightly, before smoothing her expression back to neutral. Another time when a world or place relied on Sora as its only defender. She needed to start keeping a list or something. Though that would probably just make her mad. At least when she, Terra, and Ven were traversing the worlds, fighting the Unversed, there were usually some defenses set up in each world against normal threats. While they couldn’t do much against the Unversed, it was the thought that counted.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy follow Ariel and her friends through the caves, out to the open ocean and palace, fighting the Heartless the whole way.

Kairi watched, more fascinated by the architecture than worried about Sora. At this point, she had slowly and slightly unwillingly admitted to herself that Sora had skill to fight the Heartless and could usually take on what they threw at him, after all this time. Even if the creatures were getting stronger, so was Sora. And it was mermaids! How cool was that?

Fighting through one of the hallways, Sora is taken aback when a beam of light comes from nowhere and destroys the Heartless.

Several of the watchers jumped slightly.

“Ariel’s dad, King Triton,” Sora explained, remembering the shock that had gone through him when that happened.

Ariel swims up to the throne, followed by Sora and the others, and Triton says as long as he has his trident, he won’t tolerate the Heartless inside his castle.

Now, that sounds like foreshadowing, Axel thought in his head. And what has my life gotten like that I recognize foreshadowing in real life?

Ariel greets him and Triton scolds her, reminding her of how he told her it was dangerous out there.

“Out in the ocean? Her home?” Terra wondered, taken aback by Triton’s immediate scolding of the girl, instead of asking if she was okay. “The Heartless aren’t even normal, not in this amount.”

“He’s a little overprotective of her,” Sora explained with a shrug, remembering how that ended up. “And I think Ariel has a habit of going to the surface. Which is dangerous for mermaids.”

Sebastian introduces Sora and the others to Triton, who asks who they are.

Mickey nodded to himself. If anyone would recognize if someone knew was in their home, it would be the leader of it. He himself would always notice if someone new popped up in their home.

Sebastian says they helped fight off the creatures and Triton says he doesn’t recognize them. Sora explains that they’re from an ocean very far away.

“I don’t think that’s going to work on him,” Kairi muttered. Sora shrugged. He couldn't just say the truth. Donald would have flipped.

Goofy says they came to find the Keyhole.

Several of them sighed, at this point used to Goofy breaking World Order by accident.

When Ariel asks what it is, Triton cuts off Goofy angrily, saying there’s nothing like that here.

Axel raised an eyebrow. That sounded… far too angry to just be distrust of the new people. Almost like Triton was hiding something…

Triton tells Ariel she’s not to leave the palace and Ariel swims off angrily, Sora and the others following her.

For a second, Ven felt a small moment of kinship with Ariel. Trapped in what many would say wasn’t even close to being a prison, wanting to leave but not being able to.

Triton wonders if he’s being too strict and is just worried about Ariel’s safety.

If you’re worried, don’t make her more eager to sneak out, Ven thought. Had someone done that for him, yes, he probably still would have followed Terra after Vanitas's threat but maybe he would have told Master Eraqus or Aqua if he felt like they wouldn’t try to stop him from leaving, instead coming with him.

Sebastian admits he’s curious about the “Keyhole” and Triton says it doesn’t concern him.

This time, it wasn’t just Axel who noticed how weird Triton was when it came to the Keyhole.

Triton asks Sebastian if he has anything to report and Sebastian tells him that the beasts are coming from Ursula’s grotto.

“Another villain working with Maleficent?” Roxas asked Sora, looking over, and Sora paused, thinking.

“I don’t know if she was working with Maleficent, due to Ariel not being one of the Princesses of Heart, but she at least had enough darkness in her that the Heartless were drawn to it,” Sora replied, tapping his chin as he thought.

Triton says that she’s up to something and that exile clearly taught her nothing.

Vanitas snorted. Of course, it didn’t, if anything it probably motivated her to become worse.

Sebastian says she poses serious danger and Triton tells him that he told him to keep Ariel away from danger.

“I don’t think Sebastian could do that much about the Heartless,” Xion murmured, remembering the few times Saix had blamed her for something that wasn’t her fault. She shivered slightly, leaning deeper into Axel’s side.

Back with the others, Ariel tells Sora she wants to show him her grotto.

None of them were surprised that Ariel didn’t do as she was told and left the palace again.

Inside the grotto is a bunch of human things, with Ariel explaining that she and Flounder collected it all. Ariel says that someday she’s going to get out and see the other world.

Sora blinked. At the time, he hadn’t noticed it, too busy trying to not think about Riku and… everything that had just happened, but now, he couldn’t help but see the similarities between Ariel and Riku. Wanting to leave the life they had to see the “outside world”. In Riku’s case, it had been worlds, while in Ariel’s, it was the surface.

Ariel asks if it sounds strange and Sora says it doesn’t, saying that he used to feel the same way.

Sora had noticed the similarities between the two of them, but he had refused to think about Riku. It had hurt too much.

When Ariel inquires about the “used to” Sora says that he still does.

“Do you still?” Kairi asked, blinking across the couch at Sora, who paused, thinking.

“Not as much now,” he admitted. “After everything we’ve done, everything we’ve been through I would be happy to just go back to Destiny Islands with Riku and you. It would be… nice.” He frowned. “Though, I don’t know how long I could stay.” And he, unfortunately, didn't think he could live there permanently anymore. Not when he had seen all he had and done everything he had.

Riku sighed quietly, thinking. He felt kinda the same as Sora. While it would be nice to see his home again, see his friends and his siblings and parents, as strained as their relationship had been, he didn’t think he would be able to abandon the stars, now that he had walked among them.

Worlds always needed protection and there was always a bad guy trying to use darkness for their own gain. While he couldn’t meddle too much, he would be able to help once the darkness got too big. Plus, he couldn’t leave Mickey. He had promised to go and meet Minnie. And… Mickey had been such a huge influence and guiding hand the past year. He didn’t know what he would have done without the mouse. He didn’t want to never see him again.

Xion and Roxas both frowned at Sora’s words. While the idea of not having to fight again, of just being able to live with each other and Axel, no responsibilities, no rules, sounded nice, they didn’t know where they would go, if the watchings revealed a way for them to live after this. They were dead at that moment, after all. Twilight Town perhaps? But Roxas didn’t know. The Twilight Town that he had been in, that had all his friends, had been fake, not real. Who knew if they even would want to be his friend if he met them again. Also, what if Axel wanted to return to Radiant Garden now that it was being restored, if Axel was able to return to life as well? What would they do then?

Axel frowned. All he wanted was to get to a place where his half-pints would be safe away from the Organization. Maybe, just maybe, they would be able to exist after this. He had a feeling the Ancient Keyblade Wielder wouldn't have brought them there if they were just going to die after they finished watching what he had wanted them to. And if they did, he was going to drag them to Twilight Town, place them on the clocktower with Sea Salt Ice Cream, and leave them there, safe, until he could destroy the Organization for good. He didn’t know if Sora had managed it completely. Maybe he could drag Isa back with him as well, because Isa had to be alive, Lea couldn't live in a world where he was alive and Isa wasn't, once he thoroughly chewed out the man for treating Xion like he did and stabbing him. Hopefully, Isa would want to come with him and not go back to Radiant Garden. He didn’t think he could stand to live there, not without his sister.

Terra, Aqua, and Ven all felt a pang in their hearts as they thought back to their homeworld. As much as it had been a prison for one of them, all three of them wished to return. It was where they had been raised after all. But they couldn’t do that. Aqua wouldn’t let herself go back home when there were still people to fight, when Xehanort was still clearly out there, as shown by Terra’s confusion at being back in his own body. Why was Xehanort still alive, why was he alive when so many others weren't, why why why- While she would do everything to get the other kids home, maybe even convince Ven to stay with them until they had fought the monster and slayed, she doubted that herself or Terra would be returning until there was no darkness to haunt them anymore.

Naminé looked down, blinking rapidly. The idea of having a home, having somewhere you could always go back to, no matter what… it was desirable, so desirable. Somewhere that wasn’t painted white, where she didn’t have to jump and shrink away at every footstep, somewhere that she could just sit and draw for as long as she wanted and drawing whatever she wanted to, not just memories. Maybe… not even alone. In her mind’s eye, she could see him. But would he want to stay with her, even after everything she had done to him?

Vanitas scoffed again, looking away with a glare, ignoring the tiniest part of his chest that squeezed. He had a home, the Keyblade Graveyard. It was where he was born- created. It was where he lived. But he didn’t want to go back there. What kind of a home was it if you didn’t want to go back there? But where else would he go? If he even existed after this. Maybe that wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

Mickey smiled as he thought of Disneytown and the Castle that housed all his friends. He needed to go back, and he would, once he got all the kids home first.

Ariel offers to help search for the Keyhole and Sora hesitates, mentioning what Triton said, but Ariel cuts him off, saying that Triton treats her like a little girl.

Aqua raised an eyebrow, looking at the screen in more detail. While Triton’s actions in regard to his daughter left much to be desired, Ariel wasn’t completely in the right either, even if it was for reasonable reasons. She was what… sixteen, possibly seventeen? Not exactly old enough to go fight monsters. Not that it had stopped Sora and Riku, unfortunately.

She says he doesn’t understand, and Sebastain comes in to hear that last part.

Several people winced. That probably wouldn’t be helpful.

As Sora, the others, and Ariel leave, two eels appear from overhead.

“What are those?” Xion wondered, blinking in slight wonder, slight concern. The ocean had so many creatures that she didn’t know existed. She thought there were only shells in there, along with the fish and crabs. Clearly there was more. Much more.

“Eels,” Sora said. “They’re helpers of Ursula.”

Xion made a face. Maybe she wouldn't want to meet eels in the future.

An unknown woman says that they’ll never find the Keyhole, while watching Sora and Ariel through a magical mirror.

Kairi shivered. “Sora, what is it with villains and watching you using magic?” She asked, wrinkling her nose, and Sora shrugged, ignoring the slight shiver that had gone through himself as well. He hadn’t realized that Ursula had been watching them then.

Ursula muses that Ariel could be useful and says that the Heartless are on her side. She tells Triton that his day is coming.

“And we stopped her,” Sora muttered, crossing his arms. Riku thought Sora did that a lot. Every world he ended up in, he had to fight someone. Honestly, couldn’t Sora just be thrown into some relaxing world to take a break in?

Sora, Ariel, Donald, and Goofy explore a shipwreck, with Sora finding a piece of crystal trident, which reminds him of something. As they leave the shipwreck, they get attacked by a shark.

Several people yelped in shock as the shark came out of nowhere, trying to eat Sora and Ariel. Riku stiffened and Kairi looked like she was regretting staying at Riku’s side as she couldn’t cling to Sora and remind herself that he was okay.

Xion felt her eyes widening. There seemed to be so many scary things in the ocean. Whales, eels, whatever that thing was. She didn’t know if she wanted to go swimming in it anymore, or at least, not as deep in it.

Sora fights off the shark and he and the others return to Ariel’s grotto.

Kairi breathed out a sigh of relief when Sora beat the shark. She shouldn’t be as worried as she was, having seen Sora face down so many more creatures so much stronger, but she couldn’t help it. She was always so worried about him and hopefully, after this, she would be always able to go with him, to keep him safe.

They head to a wall of Ariel’s grotto that has the same symbol as the crystal trident Sora recovered, putting it into the slot. Triton emerges from the cave from behind them, saying that Ariel disobeyed him again.

Oh crap, several people thought, mostly those who’d had to deal with a disappointed parent before.

In the back, Vanitas froze, his breathing rocketing up several paces.

“I thought I told you not to bring those things into our spars again.”

Triton tells Ariel that he told her not to leave the palace.

“They’re a part of me! They're a good tool for fighting! And they’re your fault. If you hadn’t-”

“Are you speaking back to me?”

Triton sees the crystal trident.

“No, wait-”

“I warned you, Vanitas.”

“Wait-”

Triton uses his trident to destroy the crystal trident.

“Please! Stop!”

“You have to learn. Willful disobedience will not be tolerated. Especially by dark creatures like you and your Unversed.”

Ariel yells at him to stop.

“Stop… Stop, please.”

Ariel asks him how could he before fleeing the grotto.

“… stop...”

“I hope that put the lesson through your head. I truly wish I won’t have to teach it to you again.”

Triton tells Sora he knows he’s from another world.

“He does?” Mickey wondered, blinking in shock. Aqua and Terra had similar reactions.

“I never learned how he knew,” Sora said as explanation. “I suppose it was just something he knew.”

In the corner, Vanitas curled his hands into fists until his nails split the skin in his palms. Under the chair, hidden in the shadows, a Flood bigger than the last appeared, blinking and looking around in confusion.

Triton calls Sora the Keybearer and Sora asks how he knows.

“Of course, he doesn’t answer,” Roxas snarked, rolling his eyes. No one who ever knew information ever said anything.

Triton says it’s clear that Sora doesn’t know how to swim.

“Well, you don’t have to say it,” Kairi muttered, trying to add a bit of levity to a situation that had lost all of it.

She didn't think she succeeded.

Triton says that Sora should know not to meddle in the affairs of other worlds.

“To be honest, that seems to be a rule that Keybearers usually ignore or forget,” Ven admitted, rubbing the back of his head, thinking about, his, Terra’s, and Aqua’s adventures. Both Aqua and Terra made faces, thinking about what Ven was saying.

Triton says that Sora violated that principle and that Keybearers only shatter peace and bring ruin.

All the Keyblade Wielders in the room flinched.

Terra looked down at his hands, slowly curling them into fists. He hadn’t… he hadn’t meant to but… wasn’t that all he had done? He had helped Master Xehanort, had allowed him to possess his body like that. Had hurt Aqua, had hurt Ven.

Ven and Aqua both grimaced. They hadn’t done… much damage to the worlds they had been in and had helped in several occasions but…

Riku looked away. Triton wasn’t wrong. He had kidnapped several people, had allowed his heart to fall and Ansem to possess his body and nearly summon Kingdom Hearts. (Or the Door to Kingdom Hearts? Mickey’s explanation hadn’t gone that into depth.) Had allowed both Xion and Roxas to die for the sake of Sora and had looked away when it was a possibility that DiZ was hurting Naminé, not intervening when he should have. All he did was bring ruin.

Roxas and Xion didn’t know what to think. They hadn’t done bad things for the Organization, but they had helped in their schemes. Not that they knew it was a scheme but… should they have known?

Sora huffed, before leaning into Riku’s side, knowing what the older boy would be thinking of. Triton was wrong, the Keybearers always helped in each world they went to. Triton was wrong.

Goofy says that Sora’s not like that and Triton thanks him for saving Ariel, but tells him that the ocean has no room for him or the Keyblade.

Kairi sniffed. “At least he said thank you,” she said. She didn’t like Triton, she decided.

As Triton disappeared from the screen, Vanitas let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding and was abruptly aware of the Flood hiding under chair. When panic swept through him, the Flood twitched, responding to his emotions and he reached faster than he had with almost any of the other times he had to absorb an Unversed, snatching it up in his mind's eye and forcing it back inside him. The fear and panic that the Unversed had been holding flooded him for a second, but he just made his palm bleed a tad bit more and it disappeared before another Unversed could be summoned.

Ariel is crying on a rock when the two eels from before approach her.

Several shivers went up peoples’ spines when they heard the eels’ voices.

The eels offer that there might be someone who could help her. When Ariel asks who, they respond with Ursula’s name.

“You defeated her right?” Kairi checked and Sora nodded.

Ursula appears and Ariel asks if she can help. Ursula says that helping people is what she lives for.

Riku winced, turning away from the screen.

“I only want what’s best for you. You’re like a son to me.”

Sora’s hand slipped into his and squeezed.

Ursula says that Ariel wishes to see other worlds. She tells Ariel that Sora and the others came from another world.

“Another point for her working with Maleficent,” Xion mentioned, tipping her head at the screen in acknowledgement. How else would Ursula know that?

She tells Ariel it was because of the Keyblade and tells Ariel that there’s something that could help her travel to other worlds as well.

“What would it be?” Terra murmured to himself, thinking it over. Anything to distract him from the memories pounding in his head.

“Trident,” Aqua said and Terra paused before nodding. That made sense.

Ursula tells Ariel that the Keyhole they seek is probably in the castle and if Ariel can get her into the castle, she’ll help Ariel get to other worlds.

Both Terra and Riku turned away from the screen, unable to look at another making their same mistakes again. There would always be someone out there willing to take advantage of someone’s desperation to get something for themselves. Whether it be people, a body, or a trident.

Ariel leads Ursula into the castle where the trident is sitting on the throne.

Axel just barely managed to contain his scoff. You have a weapon like that and you just leave it out? Sitting for anyone to take?

He rolled his eyes. Who did that?

Ursula moves and snatches the trident as Triton enters the room.

Vanitas couldn’t help the way he tensed up again as the merman entered. Idiot, he hissed at himself. Weak.

In the ocean, Sora’s attention is grabbed by an explosion from the palace. The three of them exchange looks before swimming towards the castle.

“Sora,” Kairi groaned out, but she wasn’t surprised. Because Sora would always rush in to help someone, no matter the danger.

Triton is lying on the throne with Ariel hovering over him. Ariel tells Ursula she didn’t want this.

I would have done anything for someone to take out the old man, Vanitas thought, digging his nails back into his palms, feeling fresh blood trickle down his palms beneath his gloves. He took a second to realize that he managed to break through the material of his suit from sheer force alone. That… wasn’t something he had ever been able to do.

Ursula asks why and asks her if she’s tired of following Triton’s orders.

Ven made a face, something he couldn't put his finger on swirling in his chest. But I didn’t want Master Eraqus dead, he thought. And I don’t think that Ariel wants her father dead.

Ursula says they had a deal and tells Ariel to prepare for a trip to a new world. To the dark world of the Heartless!

Both Aqua and Riku made a face, remembering the dark, stifling world. Aqua looked down as she remembered traveling for miles, over and over again, never getting anywhere, fight after fight, injury after injury. A second later, a hand landed on her shoulder, and she looked over to see Terra watching her in concern.

I’m fine, she told him, tipping her head to the side a fraction.

You sure? A raised eyebrow.

Positive. Her hands laced together and the hand on her shoulder squeezed once before letting go.

The eels tell Ursula they can’t find the Keyhole, with her being confused.

“Because the last couple of Keyholes were in a doorknob’s mouth, a tree behind a waterfall, hidden behind a wall in a mystical in a Tiger God’s mouth, and locked behind a bell being rung,” Roxas snarked. “Of course, it’s not just sitting in a corner with five arrows pointing at it.” Xion giggled lightly at his remark, followed by a couple of the other teenagers.

Ursula looks behind her, seeing Sora and the others approaching. She disappears in a cloud of ink.

Terra pursed his lips. The sooner someone stopped her, the better.

Triton says they have to get the trident back. Sora tells the others that they need to go.

Riku and Kairi both sighed. So much like him.

Ariel says she’s going with him and that her father is hurt and it’s her fault. She says she has to stop Ursula.

A feeling that two people in the room related with heavily.

Triton tells them that Ursula draws power from her cauldron and that they have to take it from her.

“If you knew that, why’d you let her keep it?” Ven asked the image of Triton, face twisted up in confusion. “If you were so concerned about her that you banished her, why’d you let her keep the center of her power?”

None of them were able to answer him. It… didn’t really make sense.

The four of them, plus Sebastian, head to Ursula’s cave, encountering some sharks and Heartless on their way.

Xion made a face when she saw the sharks. She did not like them. Why did things like that have to be in the ocean?

Ursula appears from the back of the cave and Sora fights her and her two eels.

Roxas snorted. “Why are you having trouble with the eels?”

“They were electric,” Sora replied, remembering their attacks, and everyone who knew what he was talking about winced. Roxas and Xion blinked in confusion and Axel leaned down, explaining in rapid words.

Naminé tried not to flinch at the mention of electricity.

Aqua rolled her eyes at Roxas’s jab before pausing. That… honestly sounded like something Vanitas would say. Speaking of, he had been suspiciously quiet for this whole section. Arguing with herself for a second, she finally convinced herself to look over at the dark boy. She frowned instantly at the way he was sitting, shoulders hunched over, hands pulled to his chest, like he was… trying to make himself smaller. But… why would he do that? What was the point? She thought he would be making fun of Sora, this section had offered more times to do that. So… what was going on?

Had something happened? Was something triggering him?

She dismissed the thought instantly. Honestly, what was she thinking? This was Vanitas, who tormented the worlds and Ven for fun. What could possibly be triggering him? He probably just didn’t want to make anyone else mad at him. He was good at that. She turned away from him, barely stopping an eyeroll.

In the back of her mind, she wondered. What if something had actually happened?

The eels die from a barrage of attacks and Ursula says that they’ll pay for this. She flees.

“Follow her,” Kairi hissed.

“This is Sora,” Riku muttered. “You think he wouldn’t?” Sora gave them both a look.

They follow Ursula into the open ocean, where she tells them that she rules the ocean now. She uses the trident to make herself grow.

Ohmystars,” Kairi breathed out, hands wrapping around Riku’s arm since he was closest, and scooting closer to him. Naminé’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. She had somehow missed this memory when she was going through them. Both Xion and Roxas froze in surprise and neither of them were ashamed to admit they leaned closer to Axel’s embrace. Aqua felt the air get punched out of her lungs as she watched Sora stare down the giant Ursula. Was Sora the only one fighting her? Besides Donald, Goofy, and Ariel that is.

Sora, Donald, Goofy, and Ariel fight the giant Ursula until they beat her. She shrinks down and disappears into the darkness, leaving the trident behind.

“Damn Sora,” Riku muttered out. When had Sora become such a good fighter?

Kairi relaxed slightly after Ursula was gone. Good.

Ariel grabs the trident and swims away towards the castle, leaving Sora and the others to follow her.

Why are going back to him? Vanitas wondered incredulously. You have his power and he’s too weak to stop you. Leave damnit.

In the castle, Ariel gives Triton the trident back and apologizes to him. Sora tells Triton to not be mad at her.

Kairi smiled at Sora’s words.

Triton says that it’s his fault and that Ariel only followed Ursula because he wouldn’t allow her to follow her heart. And when he saw the crystal, he lost his temper and destroyed it.

Vanitas choked on his breath, watching the scene with wide eyes. What… what was happening?

Goofy asks why Triton destroyed the crystal and Triton says that it had the power to reveal the Keyhole.

Wait, are we just going past that? Vanitas thought, slightly hysterically. Triton just… he just… what? He carefully grabbed onto his emotions, keeping them locked up as he did his best to not create another Unversed. What did Triton just do?

Why were the back of his eyes burning?

Triton says that the Keyhole is dangerous, and he had to keep it from them.

“He should have let Sora seal it,” Kairi muttered. “Then the seas would be safe for his daughter to traverse.”

“I don’t think he realized that,” Sora replied.

Triton requests that Sora seal the Keyhole and tells them that his trident has the power to reveal the Keyhole. He asks Sora to do it.

“It’s almost like that was what he wanted to do in the beginning,” Roxas said with an eyeroll. Again, the smallest part of Aqua’s brain tapped her on the shoulder, mentioning that Vanitas usually made those comments. She brushed it away.

Sora says of course and that was why he was here in the first place. Ariel asks where the Keyhole is and Triton says it’s in her grotto.

“Bets, is it coming up from the floor or will it be hidden behind one of Ariel’s vases?” Ven asked, humor in his voice, and several people laughed, thinking back to all the other random places the Keyholes of the past had been in.

Before Sora leaves, Triton gives him a paper, saying that it appeared in the world years ago. It’s another piece of Ansem’s report.

Instantly the mood dropped as they thought about the last time they read one. Hopefully, they wouldn’t have to hear what this one said.

The four of them head to Ariel’s grotto, with Ariel using the trident to make the Keyhole appear. It appeared as an immaterial keyhole in the wall.

“Just as strange as the others,” Naminé whispered.

Sora seals it.

Kairi was glad Ariel would be safer when she traveled around her world now.

Ariel asks Sora what his world was like, and Sora apologizes for lying to her. Ariel says it’s okay and says that if he can travel worlds, maybe she can too one day.

“Maybe…” Sora wondered. “Donald’s magic could maybe change her into a human form. We could take her to Destiny Islands. I bet she’d like that.”

“What about World Order?” Mickey asked and Sora shrugged.

“I mean, she already knows I’m from another world.” Mickey acknowledged that with a nod of his head.

Ariel says that there are so many places and that she’s see them some day. She’s sure. Sebastian says if she ever finds it, to leave him out of it.

There were several snickers from some of the teenagers. The screen went dark.

“So… one of your more… dangerous worlds?” Kairi wondered. Sora shrugged.

“They were all kind of the same amount of dangerous,” he replied and Kairi gave him a look.

“That doesn’t reassure me,” she told him. He laughed sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head. Riku smiled slightly at the two of them.

Vanitas focused back on making sure his breath was even. They were done, Sora wasn’t going back to the world. He was fine. Every was fine.

Everything was fine.

It had to be.

But what if it wasn’t?

Notes:

Me: I can write this chapter in a weekend. It’ll be shorter and I don’t have to go back and forth between the book and playthrough.
My writer’s block, emerging from the back corner of my closet like some sort of sludge monster: I think the frick not, bintch.
And that's why this chapter is far later than I said it would be.

I'm starting to think I might update this once a week, about. It seems like it's working out that way with my school schedule.

Notes:
1. I will admit, I was very tempted to go with the canon argument between Triton and Ariel and have him destroy all her stuff, because that would certainly get a reaction out of Vanitas, but that reaction might be a full-blown panic attack and we're not there yet!
2. I am again taking some liberties when I imagine the four years that Vanitas went through before Xehanort put his plan into action. But you can't tell me that's not rooted in canon.

As always, comments are highly appreciated! Have a good day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 11: Halloween Town

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk through a dark town. Goofy remarks how spooky it is.

“Where are you?” Aqua wondered, staring at the screen.

“Halloween Town,” Sora responded.

“There’s a Halloween Town?” Ven asked, excitement in his voice.

“Does that mean there’s a Christmas Town?” Kairi asked, sitting up, and Sora nodded.

“I met Santa,” he told her and Riku gave him a look, raising an eyebrow. “Don’t look at me like that,” Sora said to the older boy. “You’re the reason he didn’t like me.”

“I wasn’t even there?” Riku said and Sora smacked him in the shoulder.

“You’re the one who made me think he wasn’t real when we were nine,” he told the older boy.

Riku was very tempted to say, he’s not, but he had a feeling he would get hit again.

Aqua couldn’t help the small smile that crossed her mouth when she saw the two of them interacting. It was good that they could joke and laugh with each other.

Roxas tugged on Axel’s arm. “What’s Halloween?” He asked in a low voice. Xion gave Axel an equally lost look.

“It’s a tradition, at least in some worlds, where on a certain night, children get dressed up in costumes and go around their neighborhood, asking for candy,” he explained, thinking about the times he had gone with Isa. In the last couple of years, ‘Ri had gone with them as well, the two boys acting as chaperones for the younger girl. Not that either of them had minded.

Axel felt a pang in his chest, and he shook it away.

“Like Sea Salt Ice Cream?” Xion asked and Axel shook his head.

“No, candy is sweet like the ice cream but it’s all different flavors and types.” He paused, debating for a second whether or not he should go into more depth, but decided against it. They would be there for hours. “I think you would like it.”

Goofy says he thinks there might be scary people in the town and Donald says they look spooky as well and if they scare them, they can scare them back.

“Donald’s magic?” Aqua confirmed and Sora nodded.

Naminé had a feeling that if she hadn’t seen this world in Sora’s memories prior, she would be a lot more scared than she was now. But she knew that most of the people in the town weren’t nearly as bad as they looked.

The three of them walk deeper into the town, seeing the mayor introduce Jack Skellington as the master of terror and king of nightmares.

“And he’s not that scary,” Sora said, seeing a couple of looks that flashed over some of the watcher’s faces. “He’s just good at scaring people.”

Vanitas couldn’t help but be interested in the place. He had no idea what Halloween was, but the place seemed dedicated to being as scary as possible. Maybe he would… like it there. If he could like anywhere.

Jack appears, flanked by a bunch of ghosts. The mayor says that the ghosts will be a big hit during Halloween.

“Are they… rehearsing?” Terra wondered, seeing no one else around even though Jack had just been announced. Sora nodded.

“They had a big production every Halloween, I think,” he replied. “Jack always stars in it.”

Jack thanks him but says that the ghosts still need some work and that they aren’t scary enough.

Several of them noticed that none of them had been scared at all. Then again, after everything they had all gone through, it would be very hard to get scared by normal party tricks.

Jack says he wants to strike bone-chilling terror and that he’s going to go consult the doctor.

“Doctor?” Kairi questioned.

“Another resident of the town. He’s a… scientist,” Sora explained. “Of a sort.”

As Jack walks away, the mayor says he’ll attend to the decorations.

“Wait, if this place is called Halloween Town, wouldn’t they celebrate Halloween every day?” Ven asked and Sora paused, frowning.

“I don’t think so,” he said. “They had one big celebration on Halloween, but I think the town is just themed off Halloween and they spend the whole year planning for the big celebration.”

“Oh.”

Sora and the others follow after Jack.

“And you’re following him because….?” Riku trailed off and Sora made a face at him.

“We didn’t know what else to do. We needed to find the Keyhole and usually the residents had some idea of where the Keyhole could be.” Riku nodded in understanding.

Jack enters the lab of the Doctor, who comes wheeling himself out. They talk about what could be wrong with the ghosts, but the doctor says that his devices are always perfect.

“Nothing’s perfect,” Axel muttered. “It would be boring otherwise.”

Jack finds something in the book and says that the Heartless need a Heart and asks the doctor if they can create one.

“Wait, are the ghosts he’s using as decorations Heartless?” Aqua asked, raising an eyebrow. “Did he create Heartless?”

“No,” Sora admitted. “He found the Heartless and then somehow… made it obey him. Sort of like Maleficent.” Though she had made some Heartless so maybe... Ugh, complicated.

“Don’t the Heartless already have Hearts?” Vanitas asked, giving the screen a look. “I thought we established this.”

“With the information we have now,” Sora corrected. “We didn’t know that then and I don’t think a lot of people did. What with a name like “the Heartless.”

“Leave it to DiZ,” Roxas snarked, crossing his arms, and getting a quiet giggle from Xion.

The doctor says they can create one easy and that a Heart’s not that complicated.

“Disagree,” Axel muttered. “Hearts are very complicated.”

“Then why does everyone want one?” Xion asked. And she was counting herself and Roxas in that number. Axel didn’t know how to answer her.

The doctor and Jack work together to start making a heart and the doctor says they need to unlock something.

“It… can’t be that easy to make a heart, could it?” Naminé wondered, looking up at the screen in wonder. If it was… If they could really make a heart, then maybe… maybe she wouldn’t need to merge with Kairi. Again, at least. She already had. Maybe herself and Roxas and any of the other Nobodies could live separate from their Somebodies.

Then her mind flashed back to Larxene, and she shivered. She didn’t know if she wanted a world where Larxene was free to live and hurt her again.

“I don’t think so,” Mickey said. “Otherwise, I think Ansem would have figured it out.”

Donald asks Sora if he’s really going to unlock it for them, revealing that the three of them were listening to talk.

“Eavesdropping, Sora?” Roxas asked and his Somebody made a face at him.

“I heard them mention Heartless, I had to make sure they weren’t a threat,” he replied.

“And yet, you don’t look too concerned by the implication that they created Heartless themselves.” Roxas gave him a look. Sora looked away with a huff, crossing his arms across his chest.

Sora asks why not and says if they succeed, they won’t have to fight the Heartless.

“Aren’t they trying to absorb hearts?” Aqua asked. “That’s the point of the Heartless, right? So, if you give them hearts, won’t they just absorb them and continue to look for more?”

Sora shrugged. “I didn’t know that, at the time.”

Sora adds that he wants to see the Heartless dance as well.

“Immature fourteen-year-old,” Sora said when he saw a couple of looks being sent his way.

Donald says he doesn’t, but Sora ignores him, entering the room and saying that he could help them.

“They don’t seem to upset at ya for just appearing in the room,” Mickey said, watching Sora unlock the small box.

“I think they might be used to crazy stuff happening,” Sora responded. “Or they just didn’t care.”

Jack says that it was amazing and asks Sora his name. Sora introduces himself and Jack invites Sora to be a part of the Halloween celebration.

“Did you get to do it?” Kairi asked and Sora shook his head.

“No, we had to leave,” he said, a little upset that he didn’t actually get to be in the celebration. “Had to chase down more Heartless.”

Had to stop me, Riku thought, feeling his good mood that had been starting to appear vanish instantly. Sora reached out and grasped his hand, holding it gently. Riku gave him a small smile.

Sora asks what the Heartless is doing there and Jack explains that they came to town recently and he’s frustrated that he can’t really make them dance with him.

“Because they’re Heartless?” Roxas said, sarcasm in his tone. “They’re not really made for dancing.”

Jack says that he and the doctor are trying to improve the guidance system.

“I wonder if that would work on all Heartless?” Aqua questioned. “Or just those specifically? Because if you could just command the Heartless to stop, it would save a lot of lives.”

Sora grimaced. He hadn’t actually asked at the time but now, seeing everything that he had, maybe it would have been better if he had tried to find out more about it. Perhaps it should be another stop he visits once he’s out of here.

Jack calls the doctor a genius and the doctor is reading out the list of things to make a heart: Pulse, emotion, terror, fear, hope and despair.

“Aren’t half of those different types of emotions?” Ven asked. “Why would you need the ingredient “emotion” and then four other emotions?”

Sora didn’t know.

“That can’t be all the ingredients for a heart,” Kairi said. “That’s far too simplistic.”

The doctor tries to put the heart in the Heartless, but it doesn’t work.

“I wonder if it didn’t work because it just didn’t work or because the Heartless already has a heart, deep down inside,” Aqua mused.

The doctor wonders if they’re missing some ingredients.

“Probably,” Kairi murmured, thinking back to what she said. There was no way you could create a heart out of just six things.

The doctor says to try adding memory to the heart and calls for Sally.

Mickey nodded when the doctor mentioned adding memory to the heart. Some memories, the most important ones, were stored in the heart. And the heart never forgot anything or anyone you encountered.

“Who’s Sally?” Xion asked.

“Another one of the residents,” Sora said. “She lives with him. I think… he created her? But I’m not certain.”

When Sally doesn’t appear, the doctor mutters that he doesn’t know why he bothered creating her.

“Frankenstein,” Axel whispered under his breath, mostly as a joke, but Xion twisted her head to look at him.

“What?” She asked and Axel paused. Did he… really want to explain that to her? Nope!

“It’s a book,” he explained briefly. “About someone who created a living being. I don’t remember that much of it.” Isa had always liked the book more than him.

The doctor says that Sally should have the memory they need and to find her.

“Wait, like he’s going to take Sally’s memory?” Kairi asked, worry going through her. Naminé and Xion both froze up, unfortunate flashbacks going through both of them.

“No, no, no,” Sora said hurriedly, waving his hands in the air, and having seen the looks on both Xion and Naminé's faces. While he didn’t understand their concern, he was ready to calm it. “I’m pretty sure they didn’t mean memory as in her physical memories. Or at least, that’s not what Jack ended up taking from her. And even then, if they were talking about actual memory, I don’t think they would actually hurt Sally. Jack really cares for her and if it would hurt her permanently, I don’t think he would do it.”

While Naminé pressed a hand to her chest to calm her racing breaths, Xion fell backwards into Axel’s side, pressing her face into the coat he wore. That had given her some… unpleasant flashbacks. Axel’s hand reached out and rested on her back, being a quiet, steady reassurance.

Jack says he can do it and invites Sora to join him. Sora agrees.

“Again, Jack was the best chance at finding the Keyhole,” Sora said when a few more looks were aimed his way.

As he, Donald, Goofy, and Jack leave the lab, the mayor appears, saying they have a big problem.

“I assume the Heartless,” Vanitas muttered, and Sora turned, giving him a look. This was the third time Vanitas figured something out before the rest of them, even himself in the past.

“How did you know?” Sora asked and Vanitas raised an eyebrow in his direction.

“It’s obvious,” he drawled. “The Heartless aren’t made to be controlled. Even if you can temporarily control them, it’s not going to work long run.”

Or at least, he assumed. But they seemed similar to his Unversed in a way and he was the only one who could control those. And again, that control was… finicky, especially when he was feeling particularly strong emotions at the time.

The mayor says that the Heartless are out of control and they can’t stop them.

Vanitas made a motion with his hand like nonverbally saying “see?”

The smallest part of Aqua was glad that he was back to his normal, snarky self. And wondered why he had stopped.

Why was part of her worried about Vanitas?

“Wait, does the mayor have two faces?” Kairi wondered, taking in the image on screen, and Sora paused.

“Apparently?” He replied, having not seen it before then.

“People don’t have two faces,” Xion whispered to herself, confusion flickering through her chest. Next to her, Axel chuckled quietly.

“No, they don’t but I don’t think you should take notes from this world on what’s normal and what’s not,” he told her. “It seems far too strange for that.”

Jack wonders if their experiment triggered something and tells the mayor that he has nothing to worry about and everything will be fine.

“The mayor seems to have a lot of trust in Jack,” Terra mused, and Sora nodded. It seemed like he did.

Moving through the town, Sora, Donald, Goofy, and Jack destroy all the other Heartless, eventually ending in a graveyard. A ghost dog appears from one of the graves.

Xion couldn’t help the small gasp that slipped out of her mouth when the dog appeared, sitting up further. Next to her, Roxas rolled his eyes a little. He would never understand her fascination with the creatures. They were just animals.

Jack calls the dog Zero and asks Zero if he’s seen Sally. Zero shows them where Sally is and Sally asks if everything is alright.

Yep, Axel could see the Frankenstein parallels.

Jack says that everything is fine and that they’re going to have the best Halloween ever. They just need Sally’s memory.

“All of them seem very… blasé about that fact,” Naminé noted, doing her best to keep the conversation and its implications out of most of her mind. “Like, someone’s memory is just a common ingredient.”

“Well, this is Halloween Town,” Sora said with a shrug. “It’s a little wacky and strange. I don’t think they hold the same standards as a lot of the places we visit.”

Sally asks if he means the plant she’s holding and gives it to Jack.

“The plant… is memory?” Ven asked and Sora shrugged. Halloween Town was like Wonderland. He just got used to the strangeness of it.

Sally says she has a bad feeling about what Jack is planning and tells him that they’re still time to change it. Jack says that nothing could beat what he had planned.

“He doesn’t… seem to listen to her,” Aqua said, watching as Jack didn’t even turn to look at her when she spoke. “You said he cared about her?”

“Yes, he does,” Sora replied firmly. “He just gets… really wrapped up in what he’s doing or creating at the present moment and can’t really pay attention to what’s going on around him. It’s a trait of his.” And Sally seemed okay with it.

Aqua grimaced slightly but nodded. As long as no one got hurt…

Jack says once they give the Heartless a heart, they’ll dance just as he envisioned.

Vanitas did his best to contain his snort. This wasn’t going to go well at all, was it?

Sally asks Jack why he doesn’t have Sora and the others star in the festival, saying that they look frightful and funny, and it would be better than the Heartless.

“Aww,” Kairi said, giving Sora a look. “She said you look frightful.”

Sora puffed up, knowing what she was referring to. “I can be scary!” He told her, sticking his tongue out when she just continued to smile patronizingly at him.

“Can you?” She asked him, smile not leaving her face, and Riku took that moment to step in, knowing that it would get worse.

“Guys,” he said warningly. “Not here.”

“Do I want to know?” Terra questioned and Riku shook his head, long suffering from their certain arguments the two of them couldn’t let go.

As the group exits the graveyard, three little beings come out of one of the coffins, talking about what they were saying about a heart.

“Who are they?” Mickey wondered, looking at the small creatures, and Sora made a face.

“They work for Oogie Boogie,” he explained. “They stole the heart and gave it to him. He’s not that nice.”

They decide on telling Oogie Boogie.

Naminé blinked, remembering the name from Sora’s memories. He was the one who… took the potion they were creating? In the Castle Oblivion room?

She shook her head slightly. Some of the details were fuzzy.

Back in the lab, Sora and Jack give the plant to the doctor and he says they only need one more ingredient, “surprise”.

“These are the weirdest ingredients for a heart,” Ven muttered, shaking his head slightly.

Several people agreed with him.

The doctor tells them that the mayor should know where it is. In Oogie Boogie’s lair, he is in shock that the doctor is trying to make a heart.

Kairi, Xion, and Ven all squeaked in surprise and fear when they saw Oogie Boogie, Xion leaning closer into Axel’s side while Ven leaned on Terra. Kairi covered her eyes for a second before dropping her hand, trying to slowly get used to the sight.

Naminé had a feeling like she would have reacted the same way had she not seen Oogie Boogie before. Though, she had reacted with some surprise and fear when she had seen him inside of Sora’s memories.

Oogie Boogie says when he gets his hands on the heart, he’ll be able to control the Heartless.

Vanitas snorted. Have fun failing, buddy.

Sora, Jack, Donald, and Goofy go and get the surprise from the mayor, bringing it back to the doctor.

“That was fast,” Roxas murmured.

The doctor completes the heart.

“Did it really work?” Axel asked Sora, raising an eyebrow at the screen. Was it really that easy to just… create a heart? If it was, what had Xemnas been doing the past eleven years?

“I don’t think so,” Sora admitted.

The three creatures from before attack the lab, stealing the heart.

“You didn’t do anything Sora,” Kairi said, giving the boy a look, and he huffed.

“I was in shock,” he said reproachfully. “I didn’t realize what was happening.”

The doctor is angry that they stole the heart and tells them to go after them. They run out, but the three creatures are gone.

“Fast little buggers,” Terra muttered.

Jack tells Zero to go after them and they follow Zero, fighting Heartless on the way.

“Are they… in a bathtub? With legs?” Aqua asked, sounding bewildered, and Sora just shrugged again. Roxas covered his face with one of his hands.

“This feels like Wonderland all over again,” he groused.

They arrive at Oogie Boogie’s home and Jack says he knew Oogie Boogie was behind this.

“He’s not well liked then?” Riku asked and Sora shook his head.

They enter Oogie Boogie’s home, fighting their way through it and eventually cornering the three creatures, who tell them they were just following orders.

“I mean, they did seem scared of Oogie Boogie earlier,” Naminé said quietly, trying not to think of white walls and lightning and flower petals. “They might not have had a choice.”

Axel gave the girl a look of concern, having a very good idea of what was going through her head.

One of the creatures accidentally tells them about a secret lever and the four of them move on, finding Oogie Boogie’s hiding spot.

That’s a pleasant door,” Kairi murmured, rolling her eyes.

Entering the room, Jack tells Oogie Boogie to give back the heart, who’s standing on the other side of the room.

Naminé hummed in slight surprise. While it had been similar for the other worlds, this was the first one that she had seen where the real thing looked really similar to the Castle Oblivion creation. Strange.

Oogie Boogie says if they want it, they should come and get it, before eating the heart.

Silence reigned over the watchers. Even Vanitas was stunned, blinking rapidly at the screen.

“Did he just… Did he…?” Xion’s words were stuttered out. “Did he just eat the heart?”

“Yes?” Sora responded and she gave him a look of disbelief. Most of the room wasn’t much better.

“Sora,” Riku said, voice clearly forcefully patient. “What the heck?

“I don’t know!” He yelped out, turning to look at Riku. “The world was weird, ok?”

“That’s an understatement,” Roxas muttered.

Oogie Boogie tries to get the Heartless’s attention but only two show up.

I would say I told you so, but… Vanitas rolled his eyes. Creatures that have one goal don’t like to be controlled to do another. Kind of like him.

In his anger, Oogie Boogie lashes out at them using the room and Sora and Jack fight back, with Donald’s and Goofy’s help. When they defeat Oogie Boogie, he starts dissolving into bugs.

“NOPE!” Kairi shrieked, sitting bolt upright before turning and shoving her face into Riku’s side. “Tell me when it’s done!”

Ven and Xion had similar reactions, Xion covering her eyes with her hand while Ven leaned on Terra, hiding his face in the older boy’s arm. Naminé looked sick, still not used to it despite seeing it before and she hid her eyes in her knees. Roxas made a face, scrunching up his nose in displeasure while even Mickey and Aqua looked offput, averting their eyes from the screen.

“Sora,” Riku said calmly. “Why do you look so… nonchalant?”

Sora laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his head. “I… don’t know?” He answered. “I just… got used to the world being weird?”

“Sora,” Kairi said firmly, looking up at him, but pointedly not looking at the screen. “That is not a “get used to” moment. That is a “oh my stars, what is even happening” moment. Got it?” Sora nodded slowly, a little scared of the wrath that he would ignite if he didn’t agree.

“Is it gone?” Xion asked, voice muffled in Axel’s coat, and Terra, the only one of them who was, outwardly, not affected by it, answered.

“Yes,” he said gently, both to her and Ven. “Oogie Boogie is gone. Only the heart remains.”

Slowly, the teenagers who hid their faces looked up.

“Sora, I don’t know if I want to visit this world with you,” Kairi told him seriously and Sora laughed quietly.

“It’s not that bad?”

“It is that bad,” Kairi responded, before settling back onto the couch, still looking faintly green.

Jack notes that the heart was a failure as well. As they leave Oogie Boogie’s home, the ground starts shaking and a huge Oogie Boogie rises up from the ground.

“A Heartless,” Aqua said, recognizing the darkness that poured off of it.

“Well, he did want to control the Heartless,” Vanitas said, a hint of glee in his voice. “Now he can control himself.” Aqua gave him a look, narrowing her eyes at the unrepentant smile on his face. Of course, he was like this, why was I worried for him again?

“Do we need to worry about more bugs?” Kairi asked, getting ready to hide her face again, but Sora shook his head.

Jack realizes that he’s drawing power from the black orbs around him, and they fight him, destroying the orbs and causing Oogie Boogie to collapse into the ground.

“At this point, I don’t know which world is worse,” Roxas said, rubbing at his eyes. “This place or Wonderland.”

Sora didn’t have an answer for him. He had wondered that himself, in the past.

In the place where Oogie Boogie’s house used to be, a giant Keyhole appears and Sora seals it.

Another for the “Keyholes in weird places” list, Terra thought, slightly sarcastically. I wonder if there’s a Keyhole in the Land of Departure and where it would be? Perhaps behind one of the thrones.

Returning to the Doctor’s lab, Jack says he should have listened to Sally, who tells him not to feel bad and that they’ll come up with another plan for Halloween, together.

“One that preferably doesn’t include Heartless,” Vanitas muttered.

Kairi thought that the two of them were sweet. Hopefully, I'll get to help Sora like that someday.

Jack says that they have to cancel the Heartless Halloween Festival but invites Sora back anytime and gives him a pumpkin head.

“You’re welcome to go back, but I don’t think anyone else will be raring to go,” Kairi told Sora, who shrugged, unrepentant.

The doctor muses on why creating the heart didn’t work and wonders what is a heart anyway.

Axel, Naminé, Xion, and Roxas all winced, well aware of that question. What was a heart? Why was it so special?

None of them had an answer.

Sora and the others wish Jack goodbye, leaving in the Gummiship.

“Well Sora, I thought you said you met Santa?” Riku asked as the screen went black, a teasing note in his voice.

“I did!” Sora exclaimed, crossing his arms and giving the older boy a look. “When I went back, just a couple of weeks ago.”

Riku laughed. “Really?”

“Really,” Sora huffed. “You’ll see. You’ll look so stupid when he appears.” Riku rolled his eyes, laughing quietly, while Sora paused.

Stupid…

It suddenly hit him what was next, and he felt his eyes go back to Riku, who was still laughing quietly, uncommon mirth in his eyes while Kairi elbowed him in the side.

Oh. Oh no.

Would he be able to help Riku hold onto his laugher after what was coming next? Or would he have to guide Riku through another panic attack?

Notes:

I will admit, I wasn't that interested in this chapter. I was kind of scraping for things for the characters to react to and this is the shortest chapter, not counting the opening chapter. Well, I hope you guys liked it anyways, and is everyone prepared for the next chapter?

Notes:
1. I have never actually watched Nightmare before Christmas. I was one of those children who got scared at the smallest of things, so I'm pretty sure my parents knew that if they showed me the movie, I would have nightmares for weeks. I actually stopped trick-or-treating for a couple of years when I was younger because I got scared really badly by a pop-up skeleton. Halloween was never my favorite holiday. So, if I got anything egregiously wrong, I apologize.
2. Again, taking liberties with the whole "Heartless are made of Hearts which means they technically have their own". Please don't get mad at me, this franchise is complicated.

I have no idea when the next chapter will be out, given that it's probably going to be long, but I'll get it out as soon as possible. As always, comments are highly appreciated! Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 12: Neverland

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora looks out the window of the Gummiship and Goofy asks him what he’s thinking about. Sora wonders if he was wrong.

“Wrong… about Halloween Town?” Kairi asked, a little bewildered from the tone shift.

“No, not Halloween Town,” Sora responded, eyes moving to Riku before quickly turning away. “This is a… day? After Halloween Town.”

Donald asks what he could be wrong about and that he’s looking for Kairi, right?

“Oh, this is about Monstro, isn’t it?” Aqua asked softly, eyes moving to the two teenage boys it dealt with. Riku froze in his seat and Sora ducked his head.

“Yeah,” he responded. “I managed to talk about it, after a while.”

Sora says he wants to find both Kairi and Riku. The others say that they have people they’re looking for as well and Goofy reminds Sora to smile to power the Gummiship.

Aqua made a quick face. Not the time to be saying that, Goofy.

Sora smiles, saying that being sad won’t help him find Kairi. He apologizes for worrying them and asks Donald if he can see the next world yet.

“That was a mood shift,” Roxas muttered, eyes moving from the screen to the watching teenagers across from them.

Donald says he can’t see it yet, before Goofy spots a ship coming up behind them.

While most of the watchers exchanged confused looks, Riku went rigid in his seat, and Sora glomped onto him, wrapping both arms around Riku’s one and leaning on his side. He didn’t want Riku to get any ideas.

Sora realizes that it’s a pirate ship and the ship rams into the Gummiship, causing a huge impact.

Kairi gasped in surprise, not being the only one to do so, and turned to look at Sora. She paused though, when she saw the way that Sora had latched onto Riku. He had only done that when…

Oh. She settled back into the couch, reaching out to take Riku’s other hand. This wasn’t going to be easy, was it?

In a cabin in the ship, Riku is sitting next to Kairi’s body, folded over on his arms and asleep.

The atmosphere in the room dropped several degrees when Riku came onscreen, all of them remembering what happened last time the two boys were together.

Kairi sucked in a breath when she saw her body onscreen. She knew what had happened during those weeks, she knew, but… it was different seeing it person.

Aqua’s heart clenched when she saw Riku. He was so young, damnit, and it was clear. No matter what darkness he got mixed up in, it was clear he only wanted to save Kairi. And… at least something else, she knew it. From the way he reacted to finding Sora and everything after that, there was clearly some other reason behind his actions. She needed to find out.

Terra blinked in sadness when he saw the boy who he Bequeathed to. He didn’t want this for him, not once.

Maleficent appears from a dark corridor and Riku jolts awake, blinking in surprise and standing up, but relaxes slightly when he sees her.

Riku slammed his eyes closed, moving his face away from the screen. He didn’t… He hadn’t ever truly trusted Maleficent but… She had, in his eyes, held up her end of the deal. And she had… cared about him, for what it looked like at least. He couldn’t…

Riku looks back down at Kairi’s body, asks Maleficent if Kairi was really a lifeless puppet right now.

Kairi flinched slightly. She knew her heart was safe in Sora’s and that Riku hadn’t let anything happen to her body, but it was still unnerving to see her body, laying there, unprotected from anything. It just… made her shiver.

Maleficent says yes and says that her heart was no doubt taken by the Heartless. Riku asks what he can do to save her.

Kairi leaned deeper into Riku’s side, trying to nonverbally convey her thanks. It was nice that Riku had indeed been looking after her all those weeks. She knew he cared deeply for Sora, but she hadn’t realized that translated over to her.

He had never made that clear before.

Maleficent explains that there are seven Princesses of Heart who can open a door to the heart of all worlds and that the door is opened, Riku should be able to find a way to recover Kairi’s heart.

Axel couldn’t help but blink, realizing that the explanation sounded… scarily similar to what Xemnas would tell the rest of Organization 13. That by completing Kingdom Hearts they would be able to get hearts of their own. But why… and how, were the explanations so similar? It didn’t feel like a coincidence.

Maleficent then grants Riku the ability to control the Heartless, leading to a green mist covering him, and Maleficent leaves.

Riku shivered as he remembered the feeling of the magic flowing into him. Feeling like he had just been doused in a freezing water that refused to dry no matter how long it sat there. It had made his stomach roll and his vision slightly blurry, but it had all been worth it to save Kairi. To prove to Sora.

It didn’t seem worth it now.

Both Terra and Aqua made faces when the magic settled around Riku, the both of them worried and remembering the darkness of their day, which settled around someone like smoke. Could Maleficent’s power be similar? It had to be. Aqua’s face twisted up in a grimace. Riku kept being… pushed into the darkness, didn’t he? Was there… a reason for that?

Vanitas felt a scornful look settle on his face. What had Riku done to deserve that power? He had simply been granted the ability to control the Heartless. What had he done to earn it? Had he treated the Heartless well? What did you do to earn it?

Riku tells Kairi soon as he turns back to her.

Kairi pressed the side of her head into Riku’s shoulder, trying to nonverbally comfort him.

Sora slowly awakens on the deck of the ship, calling out to Donald and Goofy.

“You aren’t in space anymore,” Xion said blankly, blinking a little in shock. “How’d you get from space to there?”

Sora opened his mouth to answer, only to pause and close his mouth. He… didn’t know. He and the others had simply woken up on the ship and the Gummiship had crashed into Neverland, though it thankfully hadn’t been damaged that much.

“I don’t know,” he admitted. “I just woke up there.” He turned to Riku, doing his best to keep the sense of normality. “Do you know?”

Riku shook his head silently. Sora turned back to Xion, shrugging.

“No idea then.”

Aqua shook her head. 'No idea' was not the greatest answer, but it wasn't Sora's fault.

Sora realizes he can hear the ocean and stands up, walking to edge of the ship and looking out, seeing the ocean. His face drops slightly.

“Upset that you managed to land yourself in a problem again?” Axel asked, but Sora bit the inside of his cheek.

“No, it just reminded me of Destiny Islands,” he replied. “I missed it.” Axel looked away.

Riku’s voice sounds out, saying that he didn’t think Sora would come. Sora turns to see Riku standing on the bridge.

Riku went rigid when he saw his past-self staring Sora down and several of the people in the room sent looks the teenagers’ way. Sora leaned deeper into Riku’s side.

“Not anymore,” Sora whispered. “You’re my friend and that’s not going to change. No matter what we see.”

Riku wished he could believe him.

Sora asks where Donald and Goofy are and Riku asks if they’re that important to him.

“Where are they?” Mickey asked, slightly worried for his friends but knowing that Riku wouldn’t actually hurt them.

“They were down in the underside of the ship,” Sora explained with a faint smile in Mickey’s direction, who nodded in response. The King’s gaze then moved to Riku. He knew about this world too, knew what happened here. He resolved to keep an eye on the boy, to make sure he didn’t fall into another panic attack.

Riku asks if they’re more important than old friends and tells Sora instead of worrying about them, he should be asking about Kairi, revealing Kairi’s body.

Again, Kairi shivered, seeing her lifeless body just… sitting there. She couldn’t defend herself; anyone could come and snatch her and this time she wouldn’t be able to fight back and escape. And she kind of was kidnapped during this time, wasn’t she? Honestly, that needed to stop happening.

Both Roxas and Xion froze, similar memories racing through them as they remembered the period of time when the other had fallen unconscious for weeks at a time for unexplained reasons. That feeling of seeing the other lifeless and limp… they never wanted to feel it again.

Unknown to them, both Aqua and Terra were having similar thoughts, only it applied to Roxas’s mirror image.

Sora calls out for Kairi and Riku tells him while he was goofing off, he found Kairi.

Riku flinched as he heard the scorn in his younger self’s voice and Sora pressed his forehead to Riku’s shoulder, listening carefully to Riku’s breathing. He wasn’t going to fall into another panic attack, not on Sora’s watch.

Sora attempts to run to them but is stopped by Hook, who stands between them and tells them no shenanigans on his vessel. Sora asks Riku why he’s siding with them, arm indicating the Heartless on deck.

Because I’m an idiot, Riku thought. Because I was stupid and hurting and wanted to prove something.

Riku says that he controls the Heartless now and he has nothing to fear.

Riku slammed his eyes closed again as his younger self smiled and talked, shivering as he remembered the feeling. The feeling of being in control, of being powerful. Of able to defend his friends like he always planned to and being able to prove it to Sora, wouldn’t he just feel so foolish in the end?

“Riku?” Sora asked quietly and the older boy blinked open his eyes, looking down at the younger boy. Dislodging the tear that had built in his eyes and sending it down his cheek.

“Oh,” the older boy said blankly, feeling the urge to lift his hand and swipe it away, but unable to do so because Sora was still wrapped around his dominant hand. A second later, he brushed it away with his left hand, Kairi letting go for only the shortest of seconds before reclaiming the hand.

“Riku…” Sora’s voice was somber. “It’s okay now, remember? Everything’s okay now.” Riku’s eyes blurred a little, but he stubbornly blinked a few more times, sending the tears away.

“Everything’s fine,” he echoed, voice low and hollow.

No, I don’t think it is, Aqua thought, watching the interaction between the two boys. Nothing’s fine.

Vanitas closed his eyes, wanting to look away from the screen, but not wanting anyone to see. Riku, the younger version at least… He was… familiar in a way that made Vanitas’s nonexistent blood boil and his fists clench.

It was him, younger him, hurting him. Who was abused everyday by the man who had created him, finding comfort in the Unversed when the old man didn’t destroy them to hurt him. Finding his control over the Unversed the thing, the thing that made him worthy, that made him powerful when the Master always said he was weak.

He swallowed back a growl and allowed his fingernails to bite back into the palm that he had already unintentionally exposed, the small crescents crisscrossing the scars that were burned onto his palm. He was fine. Nothing was wrong.

Axel, the smallest and meanest part of him, scoffed. Marluxia and Larxene had controlled the Nobodies, the lesser types, but that hadn’t stopped them from dying as easily as any Somebody.

Sora calls him stupid and reminds him that the Heartless will consume his heart sooner or later.

And he was right, Riku thought, having to work again to keep the burning tears inside of him, feeling the small shakes of both of the younger kids who attached themselves to him. Sora’s always right.

Riku says that his heart is too strong.

Unnoticed by all but Aqua, Terra flinched slightly, looking down at his hands. He hadn’t ever… felt like he was stronger than darkness, he had always felt like he was just on the edge, but the way that Master Xehanort and the others from all across the worlds spoke to him… It made him believe that maybe, just maybe, he had the slightest chance of controlling the darkness within him. Of making it so he wasn’t as dangerous, as unworthy as Master Eraqus thought he was.

But it hadn’t worked. Nothing had ever changed his nature.

His eyes moved back to the boy who he Bequeathed to. It was good though, that Riku had been able to escape the darkness that tried to swallow him.

If only I could do the same.

Riku says he’s picked up a few more tricks as well and Sora’s shadow lifts up, startling the boy.

All of them noticed, but none of them vocalized the similarities between the shadow and the Heartless.

Riku says he doesn’t have time to play with him however, and the floor beneath Sora opens up and he falls.

At both Kairi’s and Naminé’s gasps, Sora shot the room at large a smile, albeit shaky.

“I’m fine,” he said. “I was fine then. Riku didn’t hurt me.” The last part of the sentence seemed aimed at the aforementioned boy, who looked away.

Riku says they should get under way and warns about keeping Sora away from Kairi.

Axel made a face, something that was echoed by Roxas. From his experience, he doubted that Hook would feel very good about being ordered around by a fifteen-year-old. Not after seeing his constant fight with Peter Pan.

As Riku disappears, Hook grumbles about having to take orders from a brat.

Sora’s nose wrinkled up and he gave the onscreen captain a look. Riku was not a brat, he was the best friend in the whole world.

Roxas had to contain a snicker. Brat fitted Riku well. Maybe he was still salty about the whole “Data Twilight Town” thing. Sue him.

When Smee asks what they should do, Hook says nothing and that the Heartless can keep an eye on all of them.

Kairi let a small smile flit across her face. “And when has that fact ever stopped Sora?” She asked, trying to bring a little bit of levity back to the room. Sora shot her a smile that had her blushing slightly, but Riku didn’t move so she unfortunately counted it as a loss.

Smee says that “you-know-who” is down there but Hook cuts him off.

“Who?” Xion asked after a second, giving Sora a look. He hummed.

“I think she was talking about Peter Pan,” he replied, thinking back. “He was the only one down there. Besides Tinkerbell at least.”

The three older Keyblade Wielders blinked in surprise, recognizing the name.

“Did you say Peter Pan?” Ven asked, a spark of excitement burning in him, and Sora looked to him.

“Yeah, did you meet him?” The three Keyblade Wielders nodded. “Huh, cool.”

“You three really went a lot of places that Sora went, didn’t you?” Kairi asked, tipping her head and thinking back to the Keyblade Wielders’ comments.

“I suppose we did,” Terra responded, the memories, both good and bad, flashing in front of his eyes. Perhaps more than they would know.

Hook thinks he hears something, but Smee doesn’t hear it. Hook thinks of his nerves.

Terra and Aqua both had a good idea of who Hook was talking about.

“It just occurred to me,” Aqua muttered softly. “Hook hasn’t aged. Not like Hercules did.”

“Nobody ages in Neverland,” Sora explained. “They’re stuck at the same ages forever. Adults stay adults, kids stay kids.” Aqua hummed in consideration, linking her fingers together and thinking.

Kind of like me, Ven thought, leaning slightly on Terra’s side. My sleep. My own personal Neverland.

Sora falls into the room, landing on both Donald and Goofy.

Roxas, Vanitas, Axel, and Kairi all snickered slightly.

“You truly do have a habit of falling on each other, don’t you?” Mickey asked, shooting the young boy a smile.

Said boy huffed, tempted to cross his arms but not wanting to let go of Riku. “It’s not like we plan it.”

“You sure about that?” Kairi asked, swallowing giggles, and Sora reached over and flicked her arm, retreating back instantly and wrapping around Riku’s side again.

Sora stands, greeting Donald and Goofy, and wonders about where they are.

“Did you think you had been transported somewhere else?” Vanitas asked in his familiar drawl, getting a stuck-out tongue in response. Vanitas rolled his eyes, wondering why part of him, a small part of him, got the urge to do it back. Maybe it was Venty-Wenty affecting his thoughts again. Though… that hadn’t happened for a while at this point.

Aqua looked at him out of the corner of her eye. Why was part of her relieved that Vanitas began to snark again? Why would she worry about darkness incarnate?

Sora jumps in place and tells Donald and Goofy that he saw Kairi and Goofy asks if he’s sure. When Sora says he is, Goofy says they should go talk to her.

Kairi giggled, the sound slightly self-deprecating. “Unfortunately, that wasn’t possible,” she said to the screen lightly. “But perhaps, I can instead give Sora some vague visions.”

“Hey, those vague visions were helpful sometimes,” Sora replied, smiling gently at her and realizing that she needed a response. “You really were helpful.” Kairi responded with her own smile.

Sora notices a window and goes to it, looking out. A noise sounds from behind them and Peter Pan appears from behind some crates, asking if they’re looking for a way out.

Aqua nodded to herself. It was true then; Peter hadn’t aged at all. Strange.

She then snickered to herself. Not that strange. She was still eighteen, even though by all accounts she should be twenty-eight. Terra was still eighteen and Ven was still sixteen.

Goofy asks who he is, and Peter Pan says that he’s the answer to their prayers.

Roxas snorted. Yep, that was definitely Peter Pan.

Aqua was glad to know he hadn’t changed in the past eleven years.

Sora says that Peter Pan is stuck there too but he says that he’s just waiting for someone.

Everyone who had interacted with Peter in the past had an idea about who he was talking about.

A ball of light appears and flies around the room before stopping near Peter. He asks Tinkerbell what took her so long and the light transforms into a fairy.

“Oh,” Kairi said softly, blinking at the fairy. Yet another magical creature that Sora had come across in his travels.

Roxas wrinkled his nose. That fairy had not been nice.

Peter asks if she found Wendy. Tinkerbell makes some sounds and Peter asks that there was another girl there.

“Does she… talk through the bells?” Naminé asked quietly, tipping her head and watching the screen. This hadn’t been one of the memories she had seen while in Castle Oblivion.

“Uh-huh,” Sora responded. “At least, I think.”

Sora says that must be Kairi and asks Tink where they are.

“Did you think she was going to answer you?” Vanitas asked, raising an eyebrow, and resting his chin on his hand.

“No, but I was just asking in general,” Sora replied. “Plus, it was clear that Peter understood her at least.”

Peter scolds Tink for thinking that he would leave Wendy behind, and Donald realizes that Tink must be jealous. Tink flies over to him and kicks him in the beak.

Despite the still underlaying tension that drifted through the room, none of them could help the laughs or giggles that escaped them as they witnessed Tink kick Donald. Not that the duck’s reaction helped slow the cascade of giggles at all.

Kairi pressed a hand to her mouth as she laughed, a movement copied by Naminé unconsciously. Both Roxas and Ven laughed outright, joined by Xion and Sora. Aqua let a few giggles out, feeling a rare spark of amusement shoot through her and even Vanitas couldn’t contain a snicker. Mickey laughed slightly at the misfortune of his friend, but his gaze remained mostly on Riku, who hadn’t joined in on the laughter.

Tink flies out, with Peter calling after her.

“She could at least help,” Kairi huffed. “Even if she is upset.”

“I think that’s just how Tink is,” Sora said.

Peter and Sora introduce themselves and Peter says they’re in this together, but only until they find Wendy.

Aqua realized again, this time with a little less cheer, that Peter Pan had definitely not changed at all.

The door unlocks, with Sora saying that Tink must have opened it after all.

“See,” Sora said to Kairi. “She helped in the end, even if she was angry.” Kairi tipped her head in understanding.

The four of them head out, facing down several Heartless as they go.

Riku looked away with another guilty expression, remembering how he controlled those Heartless to go after Sora. It wasn’t… He didn’t want to hurt Sora, he just needed Sora to stay out of the way while he was helping Kairi. But…

Sora’s shadow rises up, forcing Sora to fight it.

Sora felt Riku’s flinch and leaned deeper onto him. It’s fine now, it’s fine.

After Sora and the others destroy the Heartless and shadows, they move deeper into the ship, Peter flying next to them.

“He can fly?” Kairi wondered, reminding several of them that she and only a couple of others hadn’t actually ever gone to Neverland.

“Through Pixie Dust,” Axel said, waving a hand through the air. “And some other words. I don’t know, can’t remember.”

Goofy asks Peter how he can fly, and Peter says anyone can and asks if they want to try.

Kairi needed to start writing down all the places she wanted to go. She would start to forget if the list in her head got any longer.

Peter whistles and Tink returns, covering the three of them in Pixie Dust. Donald attempts to fly but falls to the ground.

Again, there were small laughs echoed around the room.

“I suppose he didn’t have belief or whatever Peter said last time,” Roxas said, swallowing snickers in order to get his voice out and Sora perked up.

“You’ve been there?” He asked and Roxas nodded.

“Axel and I, during a mission for… Organization 13.” His voice hitched and paused before speaking the name of the Organization. He had thought about it several times, but he hadn’t actually said the name since they did a dump of their life stories for Aqua. It felt… weird, saying it out loud now that he knew everything.

“I was there a couple of weeks ago, or years now,” Aqua said, eyebrows furrowing as she corrected herself. While her time in the Realm of Darkness had felt endless, it hadn’t actually occurred to her that eleven years could be passing outside of her. Not until Mickey showed up. “Ven was as well.”

“As was I,” Terra contributed, making a quick face as he remembered what he had done while there. His traitorous tongue stilled, however, before he could explain why he was there, and he silently cursed himself for being too scared to share with Aqua how far he had fallen during their last weeks together. Not that she was entirely unaware.

Donald says they can’t fly, and Tinkerbell laughs at him. The scene changes to Hook and Riku.

Riku stiffened, breath stuttering in his chest, and Sora leaned deeper into his side, tracing a pattern onto the back of the hand he was holding. Kairi leaned in as well.

Hook asks that Wendy isn’t one of the chosen ones and Riku confirms it, telling him to leave her behind when they leave Neverland.

Riku looked down as he heard his past-self’s voice, the apathy and scorn in it. All he cared about was Sora and Kairi and he, at that point, didn’t care about what he had to do to achieve his goal. The darkness had curled around him fully at that point and he had reveled in it.

Hook asks why those seven specifically and asks what Maleficent is planning.

Kairi hummed slightly as she thought. It had occurred to her as well, she would admit. Why her? Why Cinderella? Why Jasmine? She knew they had no darkness in their hearts, true, but why? Was it chance? Or fate?

Riku says he doesn’t know and says that as long as it means getting Kairi’s heart back, he couldn’t care less.

“Thanks again,” Kairi whispered to the boy next to her, knowing that he would need it. “I doubt I would have gotten back if not for you.”

“Sora was the one to release your heart,” Riku told her, self-loathing and anger in his tone. Kairi knocked her head gently against his shoulder.

“Maybe,” she responded. “But you were the one to find my body. I needed both of those things, didn’t I?”

Riku didn’t have an answer.

Hook says he’s wasting his time and that the Heartless have consumed Kairi’s heart.

As callous as this sounds, Axel thought, tipping his head to the side slightly. I wonder if her heart could actually be consumed by the Heartless. She has no darkness, nothing to draw the Heartless towards her and keep their attention. Besides her Keyblade. I wonder if she could walk through a horde of Heartless and be unscathed. Unless, of course, her pure light only drew them closer.

Riku says they haven’t and the two of them get interrupted by Smee, who says that Peter Pan and the others have escaped. Hook says blast that Peter Pan and has Smee bring the hostage.

“Wendy doesn’t get hurt, right?” Naminé asked softly, watching the screen. None of the darkness held by Riku was anything new to her. Her Riku, she shouldn’t call him hers, she had hurt him enough, held much of the same darkness, except it was directed into protecting her instead of finding Sora. It was strange, honestly. Larxene and Marluxia had both held darkness, had been overflowing with it in place of their missing memories, but the darkness that Riku held, that… her Riku had held, didn’t scare her. Not in the slightest.

“She doesn’t,” Sora reassured.

Sora and the others head through the underdeck, destroying Heartless as they go. Goofy asks how they get back above deck and they enter another room, with Tink flying close to the grate.

As much as he hated himself for doing it, knowing that it’ll just get worse later, Riku relaxed slightly after his past-self disappeared from the screen, glad for just that moment, he wouldn’t have to watch his younger, idiotic self any longer.

“Riku,” Sora said and Riku looked to the younger boy. “Still doing okay?”

Riku hated how much that made him feel better. Sora just had a talent like that.

“Yes Sora,” he replied, trying to push confidence into his voice. “I’m okay.” Sora didn’t look like he believed him.

Watching them both, Aqua didn’t believe them either.

Peter asks what Tink’s looking at and a girl’s voice sounds through the grate. Peter recognizes her as Wendy and the girl is shown on the other side of the grate.

Naminé watched the girl on screen. Blue dress, black shoes. Sitting and waiting for someone to rescue her.

White dress, blue shoes. Sitting and waiting for someone to rescue her.

Wendy tells Peter to hurry and that the pirates are coming. Peter says he’ll be right there.

Aqua couldn’t help but sit back and think, scrutinizing the girl on screen. How old was she? Fourteen?

Was it in every world that children got pulled into battles and fights?

Sora asks Wendy if another girl is with her and Wendy says yes, looking up to see Kairi’s body. When Sora calls to her, Kairi’s hand twitches, falling closer to the grate.

Kairi smiled slightly at the movement of her younger self and sent Sora a smile from across Riku’s lap. Sora responded with his own.

Riku tried not to flinch.

Sora sees the twitch and is happy, but Wendy screams and they both disappear from the grate. Peter says they have to get up there.

Both Aqua and Terra stiffened slightly at Wendy’s scream, their instincts and training flooding them with the urge to do something and help, something that they both had been feeling the whole time they watched.

We could have helped, we could have done something, Terra thought bitterly. If only I hadn’t ruined everything.

Sora and the others manage to scramble up to the next level, into a cabin. Sora turns the corner and sees Riku cradling Kairi’s body.

“I’m sorry,” Riku whispered out as, onscreen, he and Sora faced down. Again. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” Sora blinked in concern before turning to better face Riku and threw his arms around the older boy, hugging him close.

“It’s okay, Riku,” Sora told him. “You were trying to save Kairi. I… wasn’t.”

“Yes, you were,” Kairi said gently, shifting so she could better see the both of them. “You both were and while it didn’t work out in the beginning, it worked in the end. I’m here now, aren’t I?” She reached out to place a hand on Sora’s shoulder, the other curling around Riku’s hand. “You both were trying to help. And that’s the most important thing.”

“I doubt that,” Riku scoffed, looking to the side, but Kairi was unmoved and Sora simply hugged him tighter, pressing his face into Riku’s shoulder and trying to make sure the tears didn’t slip out of his eyes. He couldn’t cry now; he was trying to help Riku. He didn’t… He couldn’t…

This ship runs on happy faces.

Aqua looked to the side as the three of them embraced, swallowing harshly. They had to go through all of this and where was she? In the Realm of Darkness after she had sacrificed herself for nothing. Master Xehanort was still out there, still hurting people like he had Terra no doubt. Why couldn’t she have just let him fall? Then she would be out there to save the worlds, not leaving Mickey alone, and maybe she could have found Terra eventually.

But even as she thought it, she knew it never could have happened. There was no world in which she let Terra fall to that darkness, still trapped by Xehanort. No world in which she didn’t do it all to save him, to save Ven. She was the oldest, she was the Master. She had to save them all.

And yet she saved no one.

Xion leaned on Axel’s side as she watched the three teenagers across from her hug. She wanted that closeness, that they gave easily and without hesitation. Was it because they had hearts? If she gained a heart, if Roxas and Axel gained hearts, would they be able to be like that? Three friends, who despite everything that had happened, still managed to stay together?

Vanitas averted his eyes, trying to stop the pulsing in his chest again that spoke of pain and longing and-

Weakness, he heard the Master’s voice in his head. He tried to hold onto it. That was weakness, he had gotten that beaten into him enough to remember it. It was nothing more than weakness.

So why did he want it?

Mickey let a soft smile overtake him as he gazed at Riku. It was good, this was good. Mickey himself could only do so much to help Riku cope with what happened. He knew, and he was sure that Riku knew as well, that Riku would only be fully healed when Sora and Kairi were there, to help him. To forgive him, even if they thought he never needed their forgiveness.

Sora asks Riku what happened to him and tells him that if he uses the Heartless to get Kairi’s heart back, if he has to hurt someone else, it’s only going to make Kairi sad.

You know me so well Sora, Kairi thought, not letting go of Riku’s hand, listening carefully to the older boy’s breaths. She was on her guard for panic attacks, and she was sure that Sora was as well.

Riku’s breath choked as he reheard the words that Sora had spoken to him, but Sora didn’t do anything to suggest that he had heard, instead simply curling tighter around Riku.

Riku doesn’t say anything and instead summons another shadow of Sora, which knocks Sora back. Riku disappears with Kairi into a black portal.

Again, the three former Organization members couldn’t help but shiver slightly at Riku blatantly using some version of the Dark Corridor without a coat. That was dangerous.

“I’m sorry,” Riku whispered out again and his two friends didn’t say anything, simply held him tighter.

Sora fights the shadow, destroying it, before looking to where Riku had just been. Donald finds the door and Sora shakes himself, following after the other three.

I should have done something more, Sora thought quietly, leaning close enough to Riku that he could hear his breathing. He could hear the small, contained, hiccupping sobs that Riku was doing a scarily fantastic job at hiding. Should have saved Riku, should have saved Kairi. Then Riku wouldn’t be dealing with… this.

They enter another room, where Peter finds an unconscious Wendy. He says this is far as he goes and leaves with Wendy, flying out a porthole.

“Rude,” Kairi murmured, slightly to herself, and felt a little smile creep up her lips when she heard the aborted laugh that managed to half pull its way free of Riku’s throat.

Goofy asks if that’s it and Donald wonders if they should head back to the Gummiship. Sora says they should and the three of them hear a commotion from above deck.

“Just once, will you ever hear a commotion and not head to it?” Roxas asked drily, raising an eyebrow at the boy. Sora wrinkled his nose.

“But what if people are in trouble?”

Roxas threw his hands up in the air. “You’re injured, both physically and emotionally. And you want to go back in the fight?” Kingdom Hearts knows he didn’t feel like doing any missions during the weeks that Xion was gone or after her’s and Axel’s fight.

“People could be in trouble,” Sora repeated stubbornly, and Roxas huffed, crossing his arms and leaning on Axel. He would never understand Somebodies.

Aqua… Aqua just wanted to give these kids a hug. Could she do that? Was that allowed?

On deck, Hook is upset that Riku simply ran off without saying goodbye and Sora asks him where Riku went. Hook replies that he went to Hollow Bastion, where Maleficent resides.

To the ruins of Radiant Garden, Axel thought. The ruins of a once great world, brought down by its leader.

Hook says Sora won’t be going there and reveals Tinkerbell, trapped in a lantern.

“How did she get caught, she was with Peter?” Terra asked, worried for the little fairy.

“I think she flew off in jealousy,” Sora replied, thinking back to the interactions between Peter and Wendy. “And got caught.”

I know that well, Riku thought.

Hook says to hand over the Keyblade, and he’ll spare their lives.

“Umm,” Ven blinked, thinking. “That’s not possible, is it?” All the other Keyblade Wielders shook their heads. Their Keyblades always came back to them. And while it was a starsend in battle, in situations like this, there was little they could do.

Hook asks if it will be the Keyblade or the plank, only to get distracted by a crocodile in the water, making a ticking sound. He flees.

“Is he really that scared of the crocodile?” Vanitas wondered, sarcasm and something else present in his voice.

“I think it ate his hand,” Sora replied with a shrug. “Anyone would dislike something who did that.”

The Heartless creep closer, causing Sora to stumble backwards up the plank.

“Sora!” Kairi exclaimed. “Keyblade remember? You have it!” But her words were born of concern and her hand tightened around his wrist, where it had moved from his shoulder.

“Sorry,” he told her. She groaned.

Sora hears Peter’s voice in the back of his head and jumps off the plank.

Kairi couldn’t help the strangled noise of panic that came out of her throat, hearing that she was not the only one to do so. Her hand tightened to something that had to be a bruising grip and she whipped her head back to stare at Sora.

“I… had it under control?” The boy tried, but he could feel that Riku had gone stiff as well. Aqua hands twitched, as if she had just managed to stop herself from reaching out and Terra’s eyes were wide. Roxas’s breath picked up for the slightest second.

But Sora flies away from the crocodile’s jaws and Peter Pan swoops in, snatching the lantern that contains Tinkerbell away from Smee.

“What happened to ‘you’re on your own’?” Roxas asked, getting his breathing back under control, and Sora shrugged, doing his best not to wince from Kairi’s grip.

Peter says that they stayed around to save Tink and that he had to repay the favor, letting Tink out. The four of them then fought the Heartless as Smee ran away.

Kairi slowly relaxed again, letting go of Sora’s wrist now that his onscreen self was back on the boat, feet on the ground and Keyblade in hand. Sora smiled gently at her.

“Still here, remember?” He told her, echoing her words from earlier. “Still here.” Riku’s arm, from where it was wrapped around Sora, tightened slightly.

Peter stops Sora from running into Hook’s cabin once they’ve defeated all the Heartless and instead knocks. When Hook answers, Peter disguises his voice as Smee and tells Hook that they all walked the plank.

While Naminé and Xion held giggles in behind hands, Axel couldn’t help but think about his and Roxas’s mission to Neverland. Where, in the end, Hook sacrificed his treasure to save Peter from the Heartless. The two of them had a strange dynamic, both seemingly okay with the status quo of hero and villain, enemies till the end of time. Axel wondered why. While he had once wanted everything to stay the same, first his sister, and then Roxas and Xion came into his life and threw the status quo out the window. And in the end, he found himself glad for it. How could someone be happy doing the same thing every single day, even when given a chance to get out of it?

Hook runs out and Peter jabs him with his dagger, telling Hook it’s his turn to walk the plank. The four of them fight Hook until he falls off the edge of the ship, falling near the crocodile and swimming away from it.

“He’s fine, by the way,” Axel said offhandedly, thinking still. “Roxas and I ran into him later on.” Sora shot him a smile. While he hadn’t been completely worried about it, it was still nice to know. Not another person he killed.

Sora looks out at Neverland. Goofy says that Kairi couldn’t wake up so maybe she really lost her, but Donald cuts him off.

That was… sweet of him, Riku thought, slightly dizzily as he finally managed to get his breathing and sobs under control. The first right thing he did.

Sora says that he really flew and wonders if Kairi would believe him if he told her he had flown.

“At this point, I’d believe anything,” Kairi said, smiling at Sora. It was nice that he was thinking about her. She was always thinking about him.

Riku flinched, minutely enough that it wasn’t seen, except by Mickey. Of course, Sora was only thinking about Kairi, at this point, he was firmly in the darkness. He was Sora’s enemy, of course Sora wasn’t thinking about him.

Peter says he can bring her to Neverland, and she could try for herself.

“I plan to,” Kairi commented, going over her list in her head. She had a lot of places she wished to go.

Sora says he can do anything if he believes and says he’ll find Kairi and tell her everything that had happened.

Kairi felt the smallest flash of disappointment. Unfortunately, that hadn’t ever happened. Not then, not now. She looked down for a second. All of this was new to her, she hadn’t been a part of any of it. That’s going to change, it has to.

Peter says they should head to the Clocktower and that Tink says something’s there.

“It’s the Keyhole,” Vanitas murmured, mostly to himself. It had to be. All the other Keyholes had been in wacky places.

“Right again!” Sora chirped at his mirror, which he still wasn’t thinking about, thank you. “You’re good at this guessing game thing, aren’t you?” Vanitas didn’t know how to answer that. He wasn’t… good at anything.

The four of them fly off and arrive at the clock tower, where Wendy is sitting on the edge.

All three Organization members felt pangs in the chest as they saw the clock tower. It was so similar but so different from theirs. From Twilight Town and its brief moments of happiness and ice cream, where they were able to pretend like they were still normal. Like everything was okay.

Peter calls to her and they all land on the edge as Wendy stands. She asks if they’re Sora, Donald, and Goofy, and explains that Peter told her about them. She asks about Kairi.

“I’m here,” Kairi whispered, leaning onto Riku’s side, seeing Sora doing the same thing. “I’m here. We’re here.”

When Sora shakes his head sadly, Wendy tells him not to give up.

And I didn’t, Sora thought, leaning into Riku’s side. For either of them.

Wendy asks if he thinks it’s a nice view and says from here, everyone in town can tell the time. Sora flies up again, looking at the clock, and realizing that one of the faces is broken.

So, Vanitas was correct. Again.

Aqua pushed away the instinctive urge to scoff and bare teeth at the darkness bearer. Why? Why was she doing that?

Donald says maybe they can fix it and moves to push the hand of the clock, accompanied by Sora and Goofy. When the hand reaches 12, the face of the clock begins to glow and Sora locks the Keyhole that appeared on it.

“Another Navigation Gummi?” Mickey asked, seeing the small stone that tumbled out of it. Sora nodded. The Navigation Gummi that had led to Hollow Bastion. He supposed that was what they were seeing next. It made sense but… He was worried.

Wendy says it’s time and she walks down the clock’s side, Peter flying next to her. She asks if he really has to go back to Neverland and Peter says he can always visit, as long as she doesn’t forget it.

Sora smiled slightly. That sounded kind of like Pooh’s world, in a way.

Sora flies closer and Wendy says that it’s okay and that Peter will always be with her and she tells Sora not to forget Kairi. That she’ll remain in his heart.

“That’s more literal that you thought, huh?” Kairi muttered. Someday, someday, she’ll be able to laugh about the time she spent in the heart of the boy she has a crush on. But this day is not that day and she huffed slightly again, wishing that she could have done more.

Sora says she’s right and asks Donald and Goofy if it’s time to go. They wish Peter Pan goodbye and fly off.

“And you were heading back to the Gummiship, right?” Kairi checked and Sora nodded. “Good. How’d you find it?”

“When we returned to Neverland, Jiminy was waiting for us at the Pirate Ship. He led us to the ship.”

“I keep forgetting about him,” Axel said, with a half laugh. “He’s so small.”

“Where’d you go after this?” Xion asked, clearly simply curious.

But both Riku and Sora froze and Kairi’s face paled as she realized what was going to come.

“No where good huh?” Terra asked.

“We went to Hollow Bastion,” Sora said, hands intertwining with Riku’s and not letting go. “To the home of Maleficent. And Ansem, Seeker of Darkness.”

Notes:

Hi! It's me! This is... late, I'm aware. Um... don't get mad?

On a more serious note, the reason this was late was because my best friend, who is also my muse and my sister in everything but blood ended up in the hospital due to self-harm and suicidality. It was a scary time for all of us and I found myself unable to write anything during that time. She's home now, but it is still a point of worry. So, this is my reminder to all of you. Pay attention to your mental health. And if you find yourself struggling, contact someone. Anyone. Just someone. Don't struggle alone. You can even call 911 if you're having a mental health crisis, like you're going to hurt yourself. There are countless resources out there for people. If you need them, use them. Self-harm, suicide, it's never the answer. And I speak from experience. So please, if this affects you, listen.

On the same vein slightly, I have found that I can't continue to try and update this story as I have been. I'm burning myself out trying to write this, do homework, my extracurricular activities, and be a functioning member of my family. And I've been neglecting my other Kingdom Hearts projects badly. So, this will still be updated, just slower. Maybe once or twice a month. Hopefully, that doesn't upset people too badly.

Sorry if people wanted this to be longer. I did my best. Hope you enjoy it!

See you all in the next chapter: Hollow Bastion Part 1!

Chapter 13: Hollow Bastion: Part 1

Notes:

TW: Slight Self Harm, slight Suicidal Thoughts

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

In the past, young Sora and Riku are in the cave again.

Several of the watchers blinked in surprise. Why would they be seeing this again?

Riku couldn’t help the small, selfish part of him that was glad that they weren’t seeing Hollow Bastion quite yet. And everything he had done there.

Riku tells Sora that when they’re older, they’ll get off the island and go on real adventures.

Aqua tipped her head to the side. This was the same memory that they had seen when Sora got knocked out in Monstro. It clearly must mean a lot to Sora. Or both of them, if Riku was the one remembering this time.

Sora says that there’s a lot of fun things to do on the island and asks Riku if he’s seen the new girl in the Mayor’s house yet.

“Riku, is this you?” Sora questioned softly, trying to think back. Unless they had moved back in time for whatever reason, he only dreamed about this after being swallowed by Monstro.

“I think so,” Riku replied, voice barely over a whisper. He didn’t… His voice wasn’t working anymore.

Sora says she arrived the day of the meteor shower as he leaves.

Naminé couldn’t help but blink in surprise at the mention of the meteor shower. She was under the impression that Sora couldn’t remember clearly, due to its nature as a True Memory. She had to dig so deep to be able to access it in both of their minds when manipulating them. Another thing you’ve done wrong. But perhaps, it was because the memory must have just happened. Narrowing her eyes at the screen, she could just see the links of the chain hidden under young Sora’s shirt. The necklace Riku had given to him. And Kairi had just arrived, according to them. She arrived during the meteor shower, so this probably was just a few days after that.

Young Riku pauses, turning back in interest. The door has changed to show a Keyhole.

“Huh?” Sora squawked in surprise, sitting up slightly, the thought of what was coming next slipping from his mind for a second. Because… that was the Keyhole! He hadn’t ever seen it; it hadn’t been there the night of the storm. How had Riku seen it?

Aqua narrowed her eyes, pursing her lips. The fact that Riku could see it, could see the Keyhole… probably meant that he had been Bequeathed to already at this point. Usually, people not chosen by the Keyblade couldn’t see them unless they had already been revealed through magical means. But Riku was what, five? Who would have Bequeathed to him? And why?

“You could see it Riku?” Kairi asked, turning to look at the older boy, who nodded. How else would he have known to open it? But if they were acting this way…

“You can’t?” He questioned, getting one headshake back. Kairi didn’t make any movements. “Huh.”

“It means you’ve already been Bequeathed to,” Mickey explained, having come to the same conclusion as Aqua. “Only Keybearers can see the Keyholes before they’re revealed. It’s how Sora’s been finding them. He’s just had the misfortune of finding them in places where they’re deliberately hidden. If they were just out in the open, Sora should be able to see them.”

“Aw man, knowing that would have saved me so much time,” Sora grumbled slightly, but was distracted. “Wait, so Riku’s already been Bequeathed at this point?”

“That’s the only explanation I can think of,” Aqua replied. Ven hummed in contemplation while Terra looked to the side, trying to not let anything show on his face. He’ll tell Aqua he Bequeathed to Riku, he will. Eventually.

Unknown to him, a similar thought process was going through Riku’s mind. It seemed more and more possible that what he had imagined, someone looking like Terra offering him a weapon, saying a ritual, wasn’t imagined at all. That it had, indeed, actually happened. Because, in the memory, it happened a couple of months before this. Right before they met someone who looked like Aqua. The coincidences were… too much.

“Does this mean that Riku’s been a Keyblade Wielder for a decade?” Xion questioned, tipping her head to the side. Riku blinked at that. He couldn’t have been, right? He knew what he said to Sora, soon, but that was just what Maleficent said and she had been lying. He had thought, that after he had stolen the Keyblade from Sora it had given him the ability to use it. Maleficent must have been lying at the time. He wasn’t… He couldn’t have been… All this time?

“Sora gave me my Keyblade I thought?” He asked before Aqua could answer, eyes flicking to the older Keyblade Wielders. “When I stole it from him. In Traverse Town.”

“No, you couldn’t have taken it if you weren’t already a Keyblade Wielder,” Terra responded instead, working to keep his voice even. I thought Aqua already explained this, but there was a good chance… Riku didn’t actually hear it. Due to… everything that was happening onscreen.

“So, someone Bequeathed to Riku when he was a young child,” Roxas muttered. “Then didn’t they also Bequeath to Sora?”

“No, because Sora couldn’t see the Keyhole,” Mickey replied.

“Then when did Sora get a Keyblade?” Kairi asked. The room fell into silence as several of them thought it over.

Vanitas raised an eyebrow, watching the group at large. Huh, it was strange that Master Aqua didn’t have an answer. But he didn’t have one either. Though he didn’t know that much about Keyblades. Just use them to hit stuff and stop the Master from hitting him. Master Xehanort sure wasn’t stopping to give him a history lesson at any time.

“Maybe it will get revealed in this?” Naminé said quietly. She didn’t know either. There hadn’t been anything in Sora’s memories about ever getting Bequeathed to, at least not in any of the memories she could access. Instead, there was only the memory of the storm, of the light in the darkness and getting the Keyblade from that. Had that… been someone giving him a Keyblade? Like Kairi got her Keyblade after merging with her. But that hadn’t been someone giving her the Keyblade either. Naminé fought the urge to rub her temples. This was so confusing.

Unknown to all of them, Kairi was having a slight crisis in the back. She could see the Keyhole her whole life too. She hadn’t ever asked about it, just seeing it as something normal. Did that mean…? Had that meant…? She hadn’t put any stock into how she got her Keyblade, given that it happened about three hours ago at this point, and they were actively fighting someone at the time but… How the hell did she get it? And if she had indeed had it for over a decade at this point as well, who Bequeathed her?

Riku is drawn to the Keyhole, reaching one hand out, only to be interrupted by Sora’s voice.

Riku stiffened as he saw his younger self reach for the door. That door… which had only ever done the wrong thing. He silently thanked the younger Sora for distracting him.

The younger Riku turns and leaves the cave, the Keyhole vanishing behind him, and young Riku turns into present Riku, who is kneeling on the ground, darkness wrapping around him and panting.

The levity in the air vanished in a second, all of them pulled back into the time they were watching and everything that was happening. Riku bit his tongue, getting the urge to move away from Sora and Sora froze, staring at the screen in shock.

“Riku, are you okay?” He asked, worry for the past version of his friend building up in him. He had seen Riku, presumably soon after this and Riku looked okay, but…

“Yes Sora, I’m fine,” he responded after a second, doing his best to stop his hands from shaking. “Darkness just… hurts.”

Don’t I know it, Vanitas thought, doing his best not to remember the tearing, ripping pain that went through him whenever Xehanort did anything to him.

Maleficent tells Riku that it was reckless to bring Kairi there without using a vessel.

“Is it dangerous for me to have been in Hollow Bastion?” Kairi asked. As she was aware, she was supposed to be there, as a Princess of Heart.

“She meant traveling through the corridors,” Riku answered, mostly on instinct. All that was going through his head was what came after this.

The three former Organization members made noises of agreement. One of the first things that had been hammered into first Roxas’s, then Xion’s, head was the fact that they didn’t use Corridors of Darkness unless wearing their coat.

Maleficent reminds him that relying too much on the dark powers could cost him his heart.

And it did, Riku thought. It did.

A loud roar sounded through the castle, causing Riku to stand and look around.

Sora perked up when he recognized the Beast. He must have just arrived in Hollow Bastion looking for Belle. That meant…

He wilted slightly, leaning into Riku’s side and reaching for the older boy’s hand, holding it gently. He knew what came next.

Maleficent describes the roar of a castaway, somehow managing to get to Hollow Bastion despite his world collapsing, searching for his princess through sheer force of will.

Riku sucked in a breath, trying not to choke or allow his breath to pick up again. It was fine, this was over, Maleficent was dead, Sora was back, he was fine.

The darkness was always there, even though he now had a hold on it. He was always part of the darkness that he fell to out of selfishness and rejection.

Maleficent tells Riku that the beast is no match for Riku with his power, which Riku questions. Maleficent tells him that he has untapped potential which she can awaken and a green glow surrounds him.

Sora made a face, not liking seeing Riku still so coated in darkness and hurt. Aqua and Terra couldn’t help the instinctive shiver that went through them at the dark power and Vanitas hummed quietly, tipping his head to the side. It seemed things were going to get interesting, if the other teenagers’ reactions were anything to go by.

In the Gummiship, the four of them sit in the ship, looking at another piece of Ansem’s report.

While several of them blinked at the sudden shift, both Sora and Riku relaxed slightly, comforted in the knowledge that they weren’t at Hollow Bastion quite yet.

“More of his report?” Ven asked, trying not to remember what they found out last time. This Ansem the Wise certainly didn’t sound like someone a part of the light.

“Great,” Roxas snarked and Axel took a deep breath. He wasn’t… He wasn’t going to fall back into flashbacks this time.

Mickey felt a stab of sorrow go through him.

“When I tracked the movements of the Heartless, I suddenly happened upon a strange door in the deepest recesses beneath the castle. It had a large Keyhole, but seemed to be unlocked. So I opened the door.”

“Wait, how can DiZ see the Keyhole?” Roxas asked, lip curling up as he said the name of the man who had tormented him. “He’s not a Keyblade Wielder. Right?”

“He isn’t,” Mickey confirmed and furrowed his eyebrows, trying to think. How could Ansem see the Keyhole?

“That might have been us,” Aqua volunteered, trying to ignore the memories that were creeping up on her as she spoke. “All three of us were in Radiant Garden, some more than once.” Terra’s hands curled into fists. “Perhaps our presence triggered it somehow?”

“Is that possible?” Sora asked and Aqua grimaced.

“It seems that there is many a thing that is possible that we don’t know,” she responded, worrying her lip with her teeth. “Perhaps this is one of those.”

“On the other hand, who opens a mysterious door that they were led to by the Heartless?” Vanitas drawled, rolling his eyes. Riku flinched, the door in the Secret Place flashing in front of his eyes, and Sora squeezed his hand, giving Vanitas a look.

“I think we established that DiZ is a terrible person who doesn’t care about the consequences of his actions,” Roxas sniped back, crossing his arms and leaning deeper into Axel’s side, if to remind himself that Axel was actually there. The older man smiled down at him.

Axel rapped his fingers against his knee. He guessed he was right at this point. This had to be Xehanort's writing. Because the man had been a Keyblade Wielder, which he should really ask about soon, perhaps the others knew about him, and Ansem certainly was not.

“And behind it… was an enormously powerful core of energy. It may be the ultimate goal of the Heartless. But what could that energy be?”

“The Heart of the world,” Mickey murmured. “The very being of the World.”

“The Heartless feed on the hearts of living beings and they yearn for that energy core. So what is beyond the door must be a heart as well… the heart of the world itself.”

“And that’s when you close the door and never open it again,” Xion murmured, having seen what happened when Riku opened his. But she had a feeling that Ansem wasn’t going to do that.

“But what do the Heartless mean to do with the heart of the world?”

Roxas groaned slightly, leaning his head back to land it with a thunk on Axel’s arm. “Maybe devour it like they’ve devoured every other heart they’ve ever come across?” He asked, rolling his eyes so hard it hurt. “You just said that they were seeking it out for a reason. Why do you think they’re coming after it?”

Naminé wasn’t the only one trying to stifle giggles at Roxas’s clear disdain for the man. Not that he didn’t have a right to do so, but it was still funny to witness.

“That night, I observed a great meteor shower in the sky.”

Sora, Riku, and Kairi all perked up. Ever since their parents informed them when they were ten that Kairi had actually fallen from the sky instead of washing up on the beach like they had said originally, the idea of meteor showers always fascinated them. One of them had been magical enough to bring Kairi to them. Perhaps they were all that magical.

“I am studying the material from the meteorites that fell. What a find! The stuff is foreign to our world- elastic to the touch, and when two pieces are brought together, they bond easily.”

“Oh, Gummis,” Mickey said, recognizing the description of the material.

“I wonder if any Gummi ever fell on our island?” Kairi wondered.

“Don’t you think we would have found it?” Sora asked, thinking back to their many adventures as kids. “We’ve been everywhere.”

Donald realizes he’s talking about Gummi.

“How much of that Gummi do you have?” Aqua wondered, thinking back to the tiny pieces they saw Donald and Goofy pick up in the Jungle.

“A lot,” Mickey revealed. “Our world seems to be a hotspot for falling Gummi.”

“None of the records make any mention of such a substance. Was this introduced to this world when I opened the door?”

“Was it?” Terra asked Mickey, the mouse clearly being their resident expert on Gummi.

“I don’t think so,” Mickey admitted. “It seems pretty random. From what I can tell, Gummis just come in meteor showers. I think it was just coincidence that the meteor shower appeared the night Ansem opened the door.” He wasn't the expert on Gummi after all, maybe he should ask Chip and Dale or Yen Sid once they were out of there.

Sora frowned. He felt like he had heard about the origin of Gummi at some point before...

“Our world is so small, and the space surrounding it so vast- I wonder what other strange materials are drifting out there. Could there be uncharted worlds in the sky above?”

Several of them had to contain noises of humor or confusion. To them, the travelers of the stars, it seemed rather strange to them for the knowledge of the other worlds to be barred from one person or another. Even Sora, Riku, and Kairi had a basic inkling that there must have been something else out there due to Kairi’s appearance.

“I should stop musing on such unrealistic dreams. For now, there is no way to venture outside this world. My people and I are all but prisoners in this tiny place.”

Our world was beautiful, part of Axel’s mind hissed, even if he knew that it wasn't really Ansem's words on the page. It hurt all the same. It was beautiful and happy and only moderately dangerous. It was your obsession with the outside worlds and the inability to stop yourself that doomed our world to death and destruction. That doomed our people to death and Heartless-ness.

Jiminy says that’s all they have for now and Sora muses on the door. Goofy asks him if he’s ever seen something like that.

Yeah, when I opened it, Riku thought, his semi good mood disappearing like smoke. That seemed to be happening a lot.

Sora says he has, on Destiny Islands. Goofy connects the keyhole from the report to the Keyholes they’ve been locking up.

Sora smiled, looking at Goofy onscreen. Despite what people might think of him, Goofy could be very smart when it counted.

Sora asks Donald if they’re at Hollow Bastion yet and Donald says that he can’t find it on the map.

“Did Maleficent erase it somehow?” Ven asked. “Or was it because it fell to darkness and Maleficent managed to bring it back, in a way stopping it from registering?”

“Probably the second option,” Mickey responded. “We had no idea that Radiant Garden returned or even the way that Maleficent managed to do it.”

Riku guessed that Ansem, Seeker of Darkness had something to do with it.

“But Cid managed to find it with the Navigation Gummi?” Sora said uncertainly, tipping his head to the side slightly. Mickey paused.

“I think Cid’s just a miracle worker,” Kairi replied instead. “He did manage to upgrade the Gummiship the last time you were there.” Sora acknowledged that with a nod.

Goofy asks if they should Cid install the Navigation Gummi and Donald asks how Riku got there then.

Corridors of Darkness, five people thought. They all had intimate experiences with the things.

Sora says they should stop at Traverse Town and the ship changes course. Sora looks back out to the sky, troubled.

“Worried about Riku?” Naminé asked innocently, blinking at the fifteen-year-old.

“I think so,” Sora responded, not picking up on the tiny hint of… something in Naminé’s voice. Riku did his best not to blush.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy arrive in Traverse Town, finding Cid in his shop. Goofy tells him they found another Navigation Gummi and hands it to Cid.

Looking down for a quick second, Sora couldn’t help but wonder what would have happened if they never found that Gummi. Never heard from Hook where Riku and Maleficent were. Would everything stay the same? Or would things have changed.

Cid says they’ll be able to find even more routes with it and says that he’ll install it.

Vanitas still couldn’t help the quiet scoff that escaped him. Honestly, what was that man thinking, doing things for free. One day, it was going to hurt him. Everyone wanted something.

Goofy says they could use a break and wonders if they should head over to Aerith’s. Donald turns to Sora, who’s zoned out slightly.

Yes, he could use a break, Aqua thought, trying to catalogue the days in her head. This was… about a week or two? And Sora had just gone from world to world, fighting? Of course, the boy needed a break.

You should have been there. Helped the boy. She pushed away her thoughts. No darkness.

Donald gets his attention and Goofy reminds him no frowning faces.

You aren’t even on the Gummiship, Aqua thought, mind whirling. Had anyone even told this boy that it was okay to cry and get upset about things? That it was healthy as long as he got it out quick and didn't dwell on it?

Sora asks them how they can remain so cheerful and that there was no sign of Mickey.

Mickey sighed quietly. He shouldn’t have put his own disappearance on Sora’s shoulders, an unintentional as it had been. The boy had enough on his plate.

Donald says they’re not worried about Mickey. Goofy tells Sora that the king told them to go find the Key Bearer and they found him and that as long as they stick together it’ll all work out.

Funny, Riku scoffed. It’s… two hours after this that you go and abandon him in the middle of Hollow Bastion? I don’t care that you returned, he could have died. And it would have been your fault.

Goofy says Sora just has to believe in himself.

And my friends, Sora thought. Me and my friends. My power comes from them.

Sora repeats believe and closes his eyes. He hears Kairi’s voice in the back of his head.

“Another vision?” Kairi questioned, having seen the few things Sora had hallucinated during the adventure.

“Of a sort,” Sora replied, remembering what happened.

Sora opens his eyes to a bright light, the light fading away to reveal Sora hovering over a scene of a young girl and an older woman.

Kairi choked. “Is that… me?” She questioned, looking at the young girl. It certainly looked like a small version of her, but… “I didn’t know this happened!”

“You gave me another vision, Kairi,” Sora explained. “About an old story you were told when you were younger.” Kairi blinked, mystified before her eyes drifted back to the screen, focusing on the old woman. Was that her… grandmother? She didn’t know. She couldn’t remember anything but that seemed… right, almost.

Aqua blinked, recognizing the young girl almost instantly. That was the girl from before, in Radiant Garden. Moving as little as possible, Aqua looked back to the girl, instead looking down at her neck. There. The necklace she had cast a spell on to keep Kairi safe. If Kairi was from Radiant Garden and Radiant Garden had fallen to darkness, perhaps the spell had saved her from the fall. It made her heart warm slightly. That she had actually managed to do something useful, even if it was only saving one life.

Axel frowned at the screen. It almost… He poked, as much as he didn’t want to, at the back of his mind, where most of his foggier memories were. The scene, it reminded him of home. Of ‘Ri and their small cottage. First their parents and then their grandmother. He looked away, taking a deep breath. It was probably better if he didn’t watch the scene. No matter how long, the grief remained. Wherever Kairi was from, he was glad she also had a loving grandmother, even if she wasn’t there anymore. He knew more than anyone how good that type of support was.

The young Kairi runs up to the old woman, who starts to tell her a story. “Long ago, people lived in peace, bathed in the warmth of light.”

Vanitas made a face. When had light ever been warm to those who didn’t worship it?

“Everyone loved the light. But people began to fight over it. They wanted to keep it for themselves.”

“The Keyblade War,” Ven murmured, wincing slightly at the jab of pain that went through his head slightly. What… was that?

“And darkness was born in their hearts.”

Vanitas wanted to scoff, but he had a feeling that it wouldn’t be appreciated. There was no way there wasn’t some form of darkness before this war. Nothing was all light, it wasn’t possible.

“The darkness spread, swallowing the light, and the hearts of many people. It covered everything… and the world disappeared.”

Sora couldn’t help but be reminded by what Ansem, Seeker of Darkness had been doing. Spreading the darkness, disappearing worlds. It sounded awfully similar to what had apparently happened back then.

“But small fragments of light survived… in the hearts of children.”

Both Ven and Vanitas made different expression of slight pain at that. It almost felt… familiar? In a way? Ven reached up and rubbed at his chest, trying to work out the ache that had suddenly settled in it. What was going on?

“With these fragments of light, children rebuilt the lost world. That is the world we live in now.”

A flash of pink hair. Red scarves and black hats.

“But the true light sleeps, deep within the darkness. That’s why the worlds are still scattered, small and divided from each other. Someday, a door to the inmost darkness will open, and the true light will return.”

“That’s what you did, isn’t it Sora?” Kairi questioned, still entranced by the image of her grandmother. How could her grandmother had known? Was this story known? By who? Who had created it?

Sora nodded slowly, remembering opening the door to Kingdom Hearts. Or, not really Kingdom Hearts, according to Mickey. But something like Kingdom Hearts.

Because there was multiple. Apparently.

“Even in the deepest darkness, there will always be a light shining within to guide you.”

“Isn’t that our purpose? To be the light that survives?” “It’s what Master Ava wanted.”

“So you mustn’t give in to darkness. Believe in the light, and darkness will never defeat you. Your heart will shine with its power and push darkness away- the power to bring happiness.”

remehpE, I’m going to murder you!” “C’mon dlukS, it was just a joke!”

“Do you understand, Kairi…?”

“What did you do to her Ven?”

Sora calls out Kairi’s name in surprise.

Ven gasped quietly, feeling like he had just been pulled out of a body of water. What had just…? His head pounded slightly, and he reached up, rubbing at his temple again. Had the story… just affected him badly? It wasn’t that sad, it didn’t even have to be real, but… He pinched the bridge of his nose. Was there something… had he seen something?

Unknown to him, most of the same thoughts were going through Vanitas’s head, though with a lot more panic involved.

Axel swallowed slightly, shaky away the slight memories that had come back to him. That sounded a lot like the stories he used to know. He couldn’t remember them clearly but… they sounded similar. Perhaps that story had been a common Radiant Garden fairytale. He couldn't remember.

The old woman vanishes, and younger Kairi looks around, worried. Sora reaches out to her, but she vanishes and Sora is thrown back into his mind.

“So, Kairi’s heart reached out to Sora’s?” Aqua wondered, thinking it over. It made sense, sort of. Kairi was inside Sora’s heart, why shouldn’t she be able to influence him. It was clear that she didn’t remember it now, but perhaps she had been awake when she did so. Could there have been a reason for showing Sora that memory?

Goofy asks Sora if anything is wrong and he denies it. Sora wonders if Kairi called to him.

“I did,” Kairi said with a smile, looking over Riku’s lap to smile at the boy. Sora returned it.

“Did no time pass?” Xion asked and Sora shook his head.

Cid enters the room and says he installed the Navigation Gummi. He asks if they’re really planning to go there.

“So, Cid found Hollow Bastion when literally no one else could?” Roxas asked. Sora shrugged.

“Cid works miracles.”

Donald asks if he means Hollow Bastion and Cid says it’s basically Heartless central right now. Goofy asks if he knows a lot about Hollow Bastion and Cid simply says to be careful.

“He’s not going to tell you he’s from there?” Naminé asked.

“It was a sore spot,” Sora explained. “It couldn’t have been easy to even mention.”

Sora says they have to go and that Riku was there, as well as Kairi.

Sora leaned into Riku’s side, reaching out for his hand.

The trio leaves and Aerith appears from around the corner, asking Cid if they’re really going. Cid confirms it and says that he never thought he’d hear the name of the place again.

Sora wondered what would have happened if they had told them they were from Radiant Garden from the beginning and had gone with him, instead of showing up later. He wondered if it would have changed anything.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy land in Hollow Bastion, on the waterfall steps.

While several people recognized this as the place Riku woke up all the way back in the beginning, Riku went stiff, breath wracking up as he realized what was going to happen. What he was about to do.

Sora looks out, mentioning that he seems to know this place.

Kairi gave Sora another smile, though this one was a little more strained. While she didn’t know everything, she could tell something happened here. Something… bad.

Goofy asks if he’s been here before and Sora denies it, saying that he feels warm in his chest. A roar sounds from closer to the castle.

Aqua pursed her lips, thinking. It was clear that something was about to happen, judging by the boys’ actions, and she looked over to Terra, seeing him clock the same thing. They would be ready to help if it was needed.

Donald jumps in surprise and Sora says they should follow it.

No, no, no, no, Riku’s mind chanted. I don’t… want to see this again.

Riku is standing on one of the islands, looking down at the Beast. He asks Beast how he got here.

Riku ripped his hand out of Sora’s grip, folding his arms over his chest, hunching his shoulders. He bit his tongue, slamming his eyes closed. How could he…? He was so… dark. Sora moved at his side, twisting his body to look at Riku better and placed a hand on Riku’s shoulder, causing him to flinch slightly. Sora leaned backwards.

Vanitas raised an eyebrow, leaning forward slightly. The silver-haired boy looked… different onscreen. More… cocky. He almost reminded Vanitas of Master Xehanort, when he had successfully tricked Eraqus of something or had made a step in his plan. Calm, secure. The feeling of knowing what was going to happen and what he was going to do. It was… an interesting feeling to have, especially when offscreen Riku was so clearly distraught.

Aqua’s eyes shot to Riku as he moved, eyes instantly cataloguing his movements. She’d had her fair share of witnessing panic attacks, first with Terra then Ven, so her eyes moved across his body, doing her best to count his breathing. She wouldn’t get involved, not yet, and or would Terra. Not until it was clear Riku couldn’t handle it on his own.

Mickey shifted in his seat, wanting to stand up and head over to Riku, to reassure him like he had done countless times during the year, wanting to make sure he was okay and that he wasn’t hurting himself too badly with his thoughts. But he didn’t think Riku would appreciate it, not in front of Sora and Kairi.

The Beast replies that he simply believed and explains that when his world fell to darkness, Belle was taken from him, and he vowed to find her at any cost. He says she must be here, and he will have her back.

Why are you carrying that sword? Why are you so proud to me tainted by darkness? Why are you ready to hurt the one you love?!

“Belle is a Princess of Heart?” Xion questioned, getting a small nod from Kairi. But other than that, no one was really saying anything. Like before, in Monstro, in Neverland, it felt almost wrong to try and talk over what was going on.

Riku tells the Beast to try and take her. Beast leaps at him but Riku dodges and slashes at him, causing the Beast to collapse.

Stop it, stop it! Sora will hate you; Kairi will hate you, you’re doing nothing good, you’ve fallen too far out of jealousy and repressed emotions!

Sora shouts at Riku to stop, running up from the other side of the island and Riku turns to look at him.

Riku made another noise, nails digging into his arms and Sora looked at him in deeper concern, almost not paying attention at all to the screen and what was happening on it. Riku was hurting. What else could matter?

Terra’s eyes flicked back to them, narrowing in consideration.

Riku tells Sora that he finally made it and that he was waiting for him. He mentions that they’ve always been rivals, always pushing each other.

No that’s not true, you just had to be the one to protect them, to protect him. Had to be the strongest, the best at everything. Otherwise, he might leave you for her.

Riku’s hand twitched, moving slightly upwards towards his hair and even Kairi had changed her position now, gazing at Riku in concern.

Riku says it all ends here and there can’t be two chosen ones. When Sora asks what he’s talking about, Riku says to let the Keyblade choose its true master.

Always Sora, always Sora. The brightest, most loveable one. The right one. The good one. The true Chosen One. He’s always proven that. “We’ve always been rivals.” I’ve always been worse than you.

Riku reaches out and the Keyblade starts to pull itself out Sora’s hand, much to his shock. It vanishes from his hand and instead reappears in Riku’s.

If it were any other situation, Aqua would be pouring over what had just happened, trying to figure it out, but she couldn’t, not at the moment. Her eyes kept moving back to Riku, who was curling deeper and deeper into himself.

Axel’s eyes remained firmly on the screen, not wanting to put even more attention on Riku when he was clearly struggling to keep himself calm. He doubted the kid would want it.

Riku says that Maleficent was right and tells Sora that he doesn’t have what it takes to save Kairi, that it was up to Riku. He says that only a Keyblade master can open the secret door and change the world.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Riku whispered out, fingers tangling in the ends of his hair. “I’m sorry.”

“Riku?” Sora questioned, eyes wide, wanting to reach out for Riku again but remembering how Riku reacted last time.

Sora says that it’s impossible and says that he’s the one who fought his way here with the Keyblade.

“I didn’t mean it, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

Riku tells Sora that he was just the delivery boy and that his part is over. He picks up a wooden sword and tosses it to Sora, telling him to go play hero with that. Sora falls to his knees.

“Riku,” Sora said, finally through his thoughts and placing his hand on Riku’s shoulder.

“NO!” Riku shrieked, hands letting go of his hair and shoving himself to his feet. He staggered, tripping over himself as he backed up. Sora and Kairi both made noises of surprise and Terra stood up to his feet, taking a step in Riku’s direction.

Riku made a sound that was halfway between a sob and a scream and backed up until his back slammed into the wall. His knees buckled and he slid down the wall, hands going back to his hair as he tugged on it. Sora jumped to his feet, chasing after Riku.

“Riku!” He exclaimed, moving forward.

“I’m sorry!” Riku’s voice cracked at the same time the air did, the only warning Sora got before a wave of cold shoved him backward, ice spikes exploding from the air around Riku’s creating a barrier around him. Sora couldn’t help the shout of surprise and worry that slipped out of him and he could hear both Naminé and Kairi scream. The noise in the room quadrupled as everyone tried to figure out what had just happened and a second later, Sora felt arms places themselves on his shoulders, leading him backwards.

“What just happened?!” Roxas shouted, jumping to his feet and almost throwing himself between where Riku was and where Xion was sitting. Naminé had curled into a ball, watching the scene with wide eyes and Kairi was frozen on the couch, face pale and mouth open. Terra brushed past the two of them, heat flickering from his hand as he worked to destroy the barrier that surrounded Riku and Aqua continued to pull Sora back until she could place him on the couch next to Ven.

“I though we couldn’t use magic!” Vanitas spat out, half out of his chair, eyes wide and flicking around, panic and anger warring in his voice. Axel had stood as well, wrapping one arm around Roxas’s shoulders and guiding him back to the couch. The sound of snapping ice reverberated around the room as Terra pulled off the first ice spike, seemingly not bothered by the coldness that Sora could feel from his spot. Aqua left his side, moving to help Kairi away from the couch and Riku’s ice, guiding her towards Sora.

“We can’t use Keyblades,” Ven corrected, voice shaky and eyes wide as he watched Terra break through another one of the barriers. “I suppose magic doesn’t fall under that category.” The screen had paused and none of them paid any attention to it as another ice spike fell from Riku’s small fortress, Terra’s hands melting the ice he touched.

Riku, Sora thought in his mind, feeling lost and unmoored. This was like when Maleficent appeared but so much worse. He… Riku had shoved Sora away. Had he hurt Riku? He didn’t mean to. He should have been better, shouldn’t have touched Riku, should have done something more. He…

Kairi fell onto the couch next to him, shaking and shivering, and Sora found himself wrapping an arm around her on instinct, holding her close. Roxas had allowed himself to be placed back on the couch, but reached out, pulling Xion into his side as Axel didn’t sit back down, instead heading over to Terra’s side, fingers lighting up with his own fire. Mickey had leapt from his seat the second the ice exploded out, hurrying over to Terra’s side, worry and fear clear on his face.

Riku, have you always been feeling like this? Sora wondered. I didn’t… I forgave you a long time ago. There was nothing to forgive. Maleficent used you, used us. I thought you saw that. Riku couldn't have hurt him, it wasn't Riku at all. He wasn't hurt. But he couldn’t help but think of Riku’s words in the Castle that Never Was. “I gave into the darkness. How can I face everyone?” Did Riku really still think that? That he was still swallowed in darkness, the bad thing that everyone warned their children of?

Another crack of ice sounded, combined with a quick noise of success, and Sora looked up in time to see Terra drop down to his knees, swiftly being covered by the remaining ice spikes that Axel and Aqua worked to remove. Sora could just hear Riku’s muffled voice, accompanied by Terra’s soothing words, and he winced. He should have seen it, should have been better. Riku you’ve always protected me. Please, let me protect you.

Riku couldn’t breathe. He couldn’t. All he could see was himself. Sneering, arrogant. Drugged by the darkness, buoyed by pride and anger. The way he had dismissed Sora, the way he had hurt him. No wonder he loved Kairi, no wonder he sacrificed everything to track her down. No wonder he almost killed himself to save her. Because who could ever love Riku, with everything he had done, everything he was. The darkness, ripping and tearing, a broken part of him that he couldn’t get rid of. He shouldn’t have let Sora see him, shouldn’t have let Kairi pull him back. He should have just faded into the darkness, nothing to darken Sora’s bright future again.

Arms suddenly wrapped around him, causing him to flinch backwards, hands digging deeper into his hair. He shouldn’t, he can’t… He didn’t mean to make the ice grow, it had just happened and he wanted it to stop because he no doubt hurt Sora and he couldn’t just stop hurting Sora could he, he was always just the darkness to Sora’s light, something that should be destroyed in order to create the light that was always supposed to be there-

The hands moved, carefully unwinding his hands from his hair no matter how much he tried to avoid them. They carefully grasped his wrists, pulling them together and away from his hair or arms. The other arm wrapped around him, pulling him into a hug and he just wanted to stop, let him go, couldn’t they see that he was nothing but darkness, please-

“Riku, listen to me.” Terra’s voice wasn’t a surprise, per say, but it still made him flinch all the same. Terra’s arms tightened ever so slightly around him, holding him close. “I need you to breathe, I need you to follow my counting. Just like we did a couple of hours ago, okay? Can you do that?”

Riku could feel hot tears spilling down his cheeks, broken sobs in his throat as his breath hitched and shook, and he shook his head, trying to squirm out of Terra’s hold. Maybe if he got far enough, he could put up more ice. But that’s only proving their point. You’re not good enough to be there, to interact with Sora and the others. You can’t get a grip and you can’t control yourself. What kind of Keyblade Wielder are you?

“Riku, please follow my voice,” Terra’s voice had taken on a more urgent tone and Riku choked, his breath stuttering as Terra’s counting started up again. He couldn’t- All he could see was himself, younger him, darker him, everything he was now and then, wrapped up in a ball of pain and suffering and-

A second set of hands suddenly descended, pressing a gloved hand to his chest, applying just enough pressure that his stuttering breath paused for a broken second. The hand let up after a second and Riku sucked in a deep breath, feeling his breath skip for a second as it tried to get back into its rhythm it had just been thrown from. But the hand returned, helping him to take another deep measured breath and he let his head fall forward, feeling a third pair of hand carefully catch it and lean it backward, onto Terra’s chest he would assume. More tears leaked from his eyes, and he tried to listen in, tried to focus. His thoughts continued to swirl and the only thing he could grasp onto was Terra’s counting, trying to cling to it.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he gasped out, the words causing coughing to erupt from his throat. The third set of hands from before rubbed one of his shoulder blades gently, quiet murmurs coming from them (her?).

“It’s okay,” Mickey said from in front of him. “No one blames you; this was a year ago. You’ve grown, you’ve learned, you’re better now, you’re good.” Of course Mickey would know exactly what would be swirling around in his head right now and he got the bizarre need to shake his head, to tell Mickey that no matter what, he would still be the taint on Sora’s legacy, the darkness in his shadow. But Aqua shushed him quietly, her other hand ending up on his head and starting to brush out the strands of hair that were tangling together gently. Riku’s breath continued to align itself with Terra’s counting, and he finally managed to pry his eyes open, looking around.

Mickey was standing in front of him, worry clear in his gaze. He could just see the edge of Terra, sitting mostly to the side of him, and he couldn’t see Aqua, though he could feel her hands. Behind Mickey, he was sure the rest of the teenagers were probably somewhere back there, but he couldn’t bring himself to do anything about it. He should be stronger than this, he should be better, for when he wasn’t good, but as the sobs started to peter off, all he felt was tiredness, a deep seeded tiredness starting to make its way into his bones. He abruptly remembered that they had technically fought Xemnas and the rest of the Organization today as well and it made sense why he was so tired, if he was also dealing with that.

“Riku?” Mickey said gently and Riku’s eyes drifted back to him. “Are you with us?” Riku couldn’t find the strength in him to respond verbally so he just nodded. Terra gently released Riku’s wrists, loosening his hug just enough for Riku to fall back into it voluntarily, still trying to dredge his strength back from wherever it went.

Everything thing just went quiet. He didn’t care, all his thoughts were gone, all the flashbacks. Everything was just tiring and he just wanted to sleep and allow himself to dream that he was still on Destiny Islands before this all happened. Or that he was in the Disney Castle, in the room Mickey promised him with a view of the sunrise.

A set of footsteps interrupted his musings and he didn’t even have time to look up before Sora was kneeling in front of him, unshed tears in his eyes, replacing Mickey’s spot. Riku’s eyes widened, mouth opening to say something because he could pull enough strength to talk to Sora of all people, but the younger boy surged forward, wrapping Riku in a hug that more or less pulled him from Terra’s former embrace.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Sora told him, holding him close and burying his face in Riku’s shoulder. “I don’t blame you, everything’s fine now. You’re Riku. You’re my best friend. You’ve saved me more times than I can count and nothing, nothing will ever be able to change that. Nothing in this world or any worlds.

“You made mistakes, but you’ve made up for them.” Sora’s arms tightened around him. “You watched over me, took care of me, guided me when I was trying to fight the Organization, shielded me from the blast, fought with me, trusted me with Way To The Dawn.” Sora’s breath hitched and Riku could feel a few tears leaking from Sora’s eyes into his shirt. “You’re Riku. You’re everything to me. And nothing will ever change that. Not Ansem. Not Xemnas. Not whoever we face tomorrow. Not the darkness that you hold. Not the light that I wield. Nothing ever. And if you leave again, I’m going to track you down and chain our wrists together.” Riku couldn’t help the garbled chuckle that slipped out of his mouth because that was such a Sora thing to say and he could feel the tears slipping from his eyes.

“You’re Riku,” Sora whispered out. “I need you.”

And you’re Sora, Riku thought. And I love you.

He hadn't ever actually said it to himself. It still felt wrong, in a way. He wasn't worthy of loving Sora, wasn't good enough to do so.

It was a love that would always be seen from the side, the type that romantics would write about. A quiet, unspoken thing that Riku would hold close to his chest and no one would ever see it. Because he didn’t need to hurt Sora like that.

But here, in this moment? He could pretend, just pretend, that maybe one day, he’d have a chance to have Sora, the two of them in the dark and light together, never separated or fighting again.

Notes:

Me, while trying to write this chapter: God damnit Nomura! I love your work but did you have to make it so complicated?!?!

I'm back! I have taken a little bit of a hiatus from this story, spent about a week writing nothing at all before experimenting a little with other types of work, other fandoms, but I have now returned with this emotion inducing chapter. Fun fact: this was supposed to be longer with more events in it but then Riku had a breakdown, so something got pushed out. I actually really like this chapter, I especially like the ending. I think I did a good job with it. This is kind of the last moment of Riku feeling truly and utterly terrible because Sora is now on the lookout for that and we're getting close to when Riku gets possessed and stops acting evil on purpose. I wrote that last part while listening to Happy by NF and I really recommend it. It's gotten me through a lot this year.

Notes:
1. At this point, I'm doing my best to stick to canon and add my own headcanons and keep it all in some coherent order so if this makes no sense and you're mad at me for how I tried to explain things, I don't think I want to hear about it in the comments. I'm just... too tired. (Nomura, whyyyyyyy?)
2. This time on Spot the Headcanon that might actually be canon but we'll never know because Nomura likes writing crazy complicated stories: Anyone spot the Namine reference to a certain event from CoM?
3. For the thing with Axel, communication issues and trauma strike again! If anyone noticed, I updated the tags. We're going full speed ahead into communication issues soon. Gotta love what trauma does to a person.
4. Elsa and Riku parallels anyone?

So yeah, here was Hollow Bastion: Part 1. I have no idea when Part 2/3/4 is coming out, but hey let's keep with the theme, 'kay? A different character gets to have a breakdown next chapter. Any guesses anyone?

As always Kudos and Comments are highly appreciated! Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 14: Hollow Bastion: Part 2

Notes:

TW: Slight Self Harm, referenced suicidal intentions for the good of the world

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After about thirty seconds, Sora finally managed to force his head to lift from where it had rested on Riku’s shoulder. He blinked, eyes moving to Riku, who was opening his own eyes, to back where Kairi had been sitting. She had come closer, sitting back on the couch the three of them shared, and there was a gentle but strained smile on her face.

“I hate to bring this up,” Ven said, sounding awkward and Sora was reminded very abruptly that they weren’t the only ones in the room. He fought the urge to blush. “But I think the screen is getting… impatient.” Kairi’s gaze moved from them to the screen, giving it a glare.

“Okay,” Sora muttered, trying to figure out the best way to stand up without having to let go of Riku in anyway. “Are you going to be okay Riku?”

The older boy blinked once, the redness around his eyes only highlighting the slight bloodshotness of them, and he frowned slightly. “I think I have to be,” he sighed, swallowing, and Sora could feel his arms tighten ever so slightly for a second. “Plus, it’s almost over.”

Right, Sora thought. Riku’s about to get… possessed. He still believed he hadn’t hit Ansem hard enough to pay him back for what he had done to Riku. Sora was pulled away from his thoughts as Riku started to stand and Sora followed him, moving his hands to instead holding onto Riku’s hands and he stumbled slightly, shaking feeling back into his legs. The good thing was that the couch wasn’t far, so it wasn’t long before the two of them were back on the couch, Riku tucked between he and Kairi like before. She leaned into his side, resting a hand on his leg as Sora wasn’t letting go of either of his hands.

Aqua watched the two of them with concern. She didn’t know if she really wanted Riku to continue to watch. It clearly… wasn’t affecting him the greatest. But he almost looked… calmer, less stressed, now. Since Sora had hugged him and said things to him. Aqua had tried not to listen. It wasn’t her place.

Her eyes moved over to Terra, silently asking if he wanted to do anything. Not that they knew if there was anything they could do. They were kind of trapped in a white room with nothing but a screen that showed the past. He tipped his head to the side, watching the sliver-haired boy for a second before shaking his head minutely. There was nothing they could at this point, just hope that things started to get better. She bit the inside of her cheek. She didn’t want to do that, but she supposed that was all they could do.

With a simple gesture, she and Terra returned back to the couch they had sat on, retaking their spots on either side of Ven, who leaned into Terra’s side slightly. He was clearly shaken by what had just happened, something that was shown all around the room.

Both Naminé and Xion looked worried, wide eyes and shaking hands, clearly taken aback by what they had witnessed. Roxas looked shocked and confused, staring at Riku like he had never seen him before. Vanitas looked… not as sneering as Aqua thought he would be. She furrowed her brows slightly as she shot him a look. It didn’t make sense for him not to be taking advantage of Riku’s weakness like he always had with them. He instead looked subdued, eyes refusing to look at any of them and shoulders hunched as he settled back into his chair. Aqua… didn’t know how to feel about that.

Axel and Mickey looked upset, but different flavors of it. It was clear that Mickey wished he could do more for the boy he had semi-claimed as an apprentice, but resigned himself to the fact that he couldn’t. He had moved back to his chair, looking downcast. Axel looked on in recognition and resignation, settling back down on his couch between the two teenagers, wrapping an arm around Xion and holding her close. Roxas leaned into his other side, still looking slightly lost.

As Riku starts walking away, Donald follows him.

“We’re just starting right where we left, aren’t we?” Kairi muttered, leaning deeper into Riku’s side. The older boy didn’t flinch like he would have last time, instead simply turning his face away and into Sora’s hair. The younger boy held his hands tighter.

Roxas felt his eyes go back to Riku at this moment. He didn’t… It didn’t make sense. He stared at the boy who was hiding his face in Sora’s hair, whose fear and anger had caused ice to grow and for him to break down several times at this point and have at least two panic attacks. He stared at the boy and thought, this can’t be Riku.

Because Riku was the one that hunted him and Xion relentlessly. Who made Xion decide to kill herself to bring Sora back. Who captured him and helped DiZ force him into the simulation where he lost all his memories. Who kept him there until it was finally time for Roxas to die for Sora's sake, just like Xion, and Roxas couldn’t do anything about it. Riku was the one who hurt the two of them and felt no remorse for his actions.

Except… that clearly wasn’t true at this point. And that sent Roxas spiraling. Because Riku was the bad guy here. He was the one who hunted him and Xion, had hurt Axel, had done so many bad things. And it was easy for Roxas to hate him. And yet… He looked at Riku hidden in the ice he created and thought of Xion hiding under her covers back in the Organization’s headquarters. He looked at Riku’s slightly faked smiles and hidden emotions and thought of Axel’s plastic smiles when Saix had particularly gotten on his nerves or when he tried to not let Xion and him see how much something was bothering him.

He looked at Riku and for all the ways he tried to stop it, he couldn’t help but see, just a little bit, that Riku wasn’t this monster that he had convinced himself the darkness wielder was. And he hated it. Who was he supposed to be mad at now?

Donald tells Goofy to come on and Goofy pauses, saying that the King told them to follow the key but trails off.

“Wait, they’re leaving you?” Kairi questioned, sitting up in alarm. “Because Riku stole the Keyblade?”

“They… were told to find the Key,” Sora said, trying to push down the little bit of hurt that buoyed in him when he watched the scene happen again. It’s fine, we’re friends again. They were just doing what they thought was right. Happy thoughts.

“Sora,” Mickey said. “I didn’t…”

“This isn’t your fault, Mickey,” Sora told him, flashing him a smile. “Plus. They came back. They chose to stay with me.”

They shouldn’t have left you in the first place, Riku thought, tightening his hands slightly around Sora’s and breathing deeply as he kept his face hidden. They shouldn’t have left you in Hollow Bastion alone.

“They shouldn’t have left you at all,” Mickey replied gently. “You were the Keyblade Wielder.” Sora shook his head softly, eyes moving back to the screen. It’s fine now.

Goofy looks back and forth before eventually following Donald.

“They left you alone in a place filled with Heartless?” Aqua asked, voice raising slightly as her brain went over everything that could have gone wrong. Sora could have died. He didn’t have his Keyblade, didn’t have his friends. Didn’t have a will to continue, it looked like, though hopefully that changed quickly.

“Hey, I did okay on my own,” Sora defended. “Plus, the Beast helped me out. And, again, they came back.”

You shouldn’t have had to be alone, Aqua thought. Keyblade Wielders are not meant to be alone. It’s how Terra, Ven, and I fell.

Thank you for noticing, Riku thought. At least someone else had. Now, if only they could convince Sora that it was a bad thing for Donald and Goofy to have done.

Vanitas withheld the urge to roll his eyes, something that wasn’t that difficult. He was still reeling from what had happened with Riku and the unfortunate memories it had yanked to the forefront of his mind. Of course, when he had lashed out trying to protect himself, he certainly hadn’t been given a hug once the person he was trying to hide from found him. These people are from the light, he thought. They shouldn’t abandon another Light Wielder. It felt… wrong to think of. The Light was good, they wouldn’t abandon others.

The Beast attempted to stand and walk, only to fall back. Sora gets up and runs to him, telling him that he shouldn’t move and is hurt.

And of course, even when he had just been abandoned and alone, Sora still cared about others. Still put other’s safety and comfort in front of his. Riku raised his head, allowing himself to look back at the screen. He took a deep breath. He could almost count the minutes in his head until he was gone and Ansem was there.

The Beast asks Sora why he came there. When Sora doesn’t answer, the Beast says that he came to fight for Belle and even though he’s alone, he will continue to fight for her.

Sora smiled at his friend. He was glad that the Beast and Belle were happy now and that Belle was safe. They were together. Now, if only that could happen with Sora and a certain friend, Sora would be happy as well.

Sora looks back and picks up the wooden sword, telling the Beast that he’s not going to give up now and that he came here to find someone very important.

Kairi smiled happily; hearing Sora refer to her as someone very important to her. You’re really important to me too, she thought. More than you know.

Well, two very important people, Sora corrected himself as he watched him and the Beast head towards Hollow Bastion. I came here for both of them.

Deep in Hollow Bastion, the six missing princess are asleep in capsules lining the wall. Kairi is asleep in her own.

Again, Kairi couldn’t contain a shiver when she saw her lifeless body. It just looked so… wrong, that her body was just laying there, undefended and vulnerable. She was glad she got her heart back soon.

Riku bit his tongue as it showed Jasmine and Alice, two people that he directly helped kidnap.

Maleficent walks up a set of stairs, turning and tell the purest hearts to reveal to her the Keyhole. Beams of light comes from six of the hearts, creating a Keyhole in the wall.

“Only six?” Xion wondered. “But what about you?” She directed her question to Kairi.

“Well, I didn’t have my heart,” Kairi told her with the smallest of smirks. “It was in Sora’s.”

“So it didn’t work?” Ven asked, perking up.

“Well, it did, eventually,” Sora admitted. “But we stopped Ansem.”

Sora and the Beast entered the castle, with the Beast warning Sora to stay on guard. A Heartless disguised as Belle appears and provokes the Beast into following it, separating the two.

“And now he’s gone,” Aqua muttered, acutely aware that it meant that Sora was alone with a weapon that probably wasn’t the best to use to defeat the Heartless.

Riku appears at the top of the staircase and tells Sora to quit while he can as he descends down into the room with Sora. Donald and Goofy follow him.

“Not a chance,” Sora whispered with a bittersweet smile. There was no chance of him stopping, not while there was still danger in the world, even if it meant fighting Riku at the time. Now, he would rather do anything else than fight Riku, but at the time, it was the only option.

Riku slid his eyes closed, having heart Sora’s whisper. Because he was completely right. Sora would never stop, not if it meant someone else had the potential to get hurt.

Sora says he won’t leave without Kairi and Riku warns him that the darkness will destroy him as darkness surrounds him, changing his outfit.

It won’t, Riku thought even as he closed his eyes and looked away from his past self, so entrenched in darkness. Because Sora is too good for that.

Wait a minute. Vanitas sat up in shock, staring at the outfit that Riku had taken on. Seeing every single similarity it had to the outfit Vanitas was currently wearing. Wait a minute, wait a minute. What the-

Unknown to him, Aqua had seen the same parallels, her eyes shooting to Vanitas, mind only growing more worried when she saw the confusion in Vanitas’s eyes as he stared at he screen. Hold on, what? Either this is a massive coincidence or…

Xehanort didn’t die, she knew that. She knew she as good as saved his life when she saved Terra’s but what could she do otherwise? Let Terra die? Fall to darkness? She had sent him away but she had hoped him to be gone, that this new villain, this “Seeker of Darkness” meant that someone else had taken up that role and that Xehanort was still gone and disappeared within Terra's body but he couldn’t be gone, he was never gone and now he was here taking advantage of these kids who were nothing but light and children and she couldn’t breathe because she helped caused this this was her fault she should have killed him when she had the chance she should have been better be a better Keyblade Master friend warrior because XehanORT HAD TO BE BEHIND THIS-

Sora tells Riku that he’s wrong and that the darkness may destroy his body, but it’ll never touch his heart. And that his heart will stay with his friends and never die.

Terra looked over to his side in concern, having heard the hitch in Aqua’s voice. Her eyes were wide as she stared at the screen and Terra felt confusion go through him. What had happened? He was tempted to reach out but had a feeling she wouldn’t like that at the time. He bit his lip. What had triggered her?

Riku says they’ll see about that and throws an attack of magic at him.

Riku flinched, seeing himself actively attacking Sora when he had no means of defending himself, but Sora just leaned deeper into his side, and he sighed. Sora had forgiven him; Sora didn’t hate him. Maybe if he repeated it enough, he could believe it.

Goofy suddenly appears between them and blocks the shot, saying that Sora isn’t going anywhere. Riku asks if he would betray his king and Goofy says he wouldn’t, but that he’s not betraying Sora either.

Mickey smiled at his longtime friend. He knew Goofy would never let actual harm come to Sora. He doubted Donald would as well. The two of them had clearly become attached to the boy very quickly.

Sora smiled as well. “See?” He nudged Riku. He could feel the older boy’s upsetness when they left him. “They came back.”

“They shouldn’t have left you,” Riku refuted but didn’t say anything else.

Goofy asks Donald to apologize to the king for him. Donald says they’ll tell him together and runs over to them.

Several people relaxed slightly once it was clear that Sora wasn’t alone anymore.

Sora thanks them and Riku asks how he’s planning to fight without a weapon.

Riku could hear the panic and anger that was bleeding into his younger self’s voice. He hadn’t been spiraling as hard as he would in a couple of minutes but seeing Sora still willing to fight even when Riku had proven himself better than him, it had hurt.

Sora says he doesn’t need a Keyblade, and he has a better weapon. His heart.

What good will a heart do? Vanitas thought with a barely audible scoff and an eyeroll. Separated from a body and weapons? It’s useless. And then his mind decided to helpfully remind him what happened the last time he fought Ventus, and he looked down with a growl. At least thinking about that was better than thinking about what Riku’s outfit could mean. He didn’t want to know.

Riku asks what good the weak, little thing will do as he summons the Keyblade.

“Sorry,” Riku murmured quietly, just loud enough for Sora and maybe Kairi to hear him.

“It’s okay,” Sora replied. “You’re here now.”

Sora says his heart may be weak but that it’s not alone and it’s connected to all the friends he’s made. That Sora has become a part of their heart, just as they’ve become a part of his.

All of them and even more, Sora thought, thinking back to all the friends he’d met over the course of this latest adventure. Them, Riku, Kairi, Mickey, Donald, Goofy.

Aqua smiled slightly as she reached out, wrapping an arm around Ven and grasping onto Terra’s wrist. In the back of her head, everything she had just figured out was bouncing around, but she had to ignore it for the time being. Look at it in smaller chunks, so the darkness from the thoughts didn’t bring darkness to her.

Xion took in a deep breath, leaning on Axel’s side and looking over at Roxas. I wonder if we’re connected, she pondered. Even if we don’t have hearts.

Sora says if they don’t forget him then his heart can’t disappear.

Naminé tried not to flinch slightly at the “forgetting” part. She hadn’t wanted it to happen, but it was the only way to fix it. To fix what she had done.

Sora says his friends are his power. The Keyblade returns to him, much to Riku’s shock.

My friends are my power, Sora confirmed, leaning into Riku’s side and reaching for one of Kairi’s hands.

They are every Keyblade Wielder’s power, Aqua thought, holding her two friends close.

They’re the most important thing in the world, Mickey smiled, thinking of Donald and Goofy.

They’re worth risking everything over, Axel looked down at his two kids, recalling everything the three of them had been through together.

And they come from the most unexpected places, Naminé’s mind sent her back to Castle Oblivion, to the white corridors made safe by the silver-haired boy.

They’re the one thing I don’t understand, Vanitas’s inner thoughts weren’t sneering, just lost… I knew them once, as Ven. But I’m too dark to know them now.

Riku summons Soul Eater and attacks Sora. The two of them fight with occasional inputs from Donald and Goofy.

“Don’t apologize,” Sora told Riku, already knowing what the older boy was going to do. “You were influenced by darkness; I wasn’t trying as hard as I should have to reach you. We’re together again now.” Riku closed his mouth but gave Sora a look anyway.

Sora knocks Riku back, who glares at Sora before vanishing into a portal. The Beast appears behind them.

Riku took a deep breath. He knew what came next.

Riku appears in a corridor, staggering into a wall. “Know this. The heart that is strong and true shall win the Keyblade.”

Both Sora and Riku went stiff as Ansem’s voice appeared from the shadows.

“Who’s that?” Ven asked, seeing the figure of Ansem appear on screen.

“Ansem,” Sora hissed out. “The Seeker of Darkness.”

“The one who possessed Riku?” Terra asked, already hating this man. Also, why did he sound slightly familiar?

Sora answered with a nod.

Riku turns around to see Ansem. Ansem says that the Keyblade will not choose someone without a strong heart.

Unbidden, Aqua made a slight face. Again, Keyblades don’t actually chose people, the wielders do. But, for this circumstance, it seemed… more ambiguous who was doing the choosing. Everything between Sora and Riku made her think.

Riku asks if he’s saying that Riku’s heart was weaker than Sora’s.

“Never,” Sora told the older boy. “You’re just as strong as me.”

Riku hesitated for a second. “Now I am,” he eventually settled on, knowing that if he didn’t give himself a little bit of credit, Sora was probably going to hit him. “But then, no it wasn’t.” Sora made a face at him.

Ansem says for that instant it was but says that Riku held no fear of the door to darkness. He encourages Riku to plunge deeper into the darkness and says that it will make his heart even stronger.

Terra looked down with a sigh, eyes falling on his hands, one still held in Aqua’s grip. He had been… encouraged by several people, before eventually falling to Xehanort, that going into the darkness would give him strength. And there had been a part of him that wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe that this darkness he held had been given to him to help him protect, Aqua, Ven, and everyone else in the worlds. And even now, there was a part of him that still wanted to believe it. But that was impossible. His darkness had only ever hurt. Himself and others.

Riku asks what he should do, and Ansem tells him to open himself up to darkness, to let his heart become part of the darkness. A glow surrounds Riku.

Riku shivered, looking away from the screen. He could still remember… the feeling that came after. At first, the overwhelming feeling of power that filled him. The joy and hatred that came along with it. Then the panic of realizing he couldn’t move, couldn’t talk. The feeling of all of a sudden not being in control of his body, of realizing in panic and fear that he was simply watching now as Ansem took control. He hated it and he still had nightmares about it.

Sora wrapped his arms around Riku’s arm instead of just holding his hand. He guessed what had just happened. He really should have hit Ansem harder.

Maleficent is standing in front of the Keyhole and Riku approaches her. He says that the path has emerged at last.

“That’s… not you, is it?” Ven asked, remembering all the way back from the beginning when Riku and the others gave quick versions of what had happened to them. Riku had mentioned being possessed by Ansem and Sora looked really upset as he stared at the screen.

“No, it’s not,” Riku said after a second, eyes flicking down to the ground. “That is Ansem, the Seeker of Darkness.”

Ansem, Xehanort, Ansem, Xehanort, Aqua’s thoughts spun in circles. It had to be, but she didn’t want it to be. What had Xehanort been doing for the past eleven years that he was suddenly in a different body with a different name?

And where was Terra then?

Ansem says that it will be the Keyhole to the darkness and that unlocking will cause the Heartless to overrun the world. Maleficent says that she doesn’t care, and the darkness holds no power over her.

Yeah sure, Kairi thought. The Mistress of Evil isn’t swayed by darkness, hmm?

Maleficent says that she will use the power to rule over all worlds. Ansem says such confidence and summons a black Keyblade.

Sora couldn’t help but let his smile slip when he saw the Keyblade. He wasn’t scared of it, no, and he didn’t regret what he had done, but… he still didn’t like to see it. A reminder of what Ansem had done.

Riku froze when he saw the Keyblade, the action that Sora had done after the battle with Maleficent coming back to him full force. The smallest part of him was glad that it was being shown now. Good. If I can tell anything, it’s that Aqua and Mickey probably won’t be too happy to see what Sora did. Maybe they can get it through his head that doing that drastic of an action isn’t good.

Maleficent is angry once nothing happens to the portal, saying that the princess are all here, but Ansem says that a princess who lost her heart cannot release her power.

For once, Kairi was glad that her heart was missing from her body. Had it not been, who knew what could have happened before Sora intervened.

Noise from outside of the room distracts them and Maleficent says that the King’s fools are here. She says she’ll take care of them and instructs Ansem to guard the princesses.

“Has she not realized that Riku is possessed?” Naminé questioned, seeing the difference rather distinct to her. “Or does she not care?”

“I don’t think she realized,” Riku responded. “She was too focused on the goal she sought to accomplish.”

Sora and the others enter the open space, looking around. Sora realizes they must be in the deepest part of the castle and Goofy wonders if maybe the King will be there. Donald says they’ll probably at least find some clues before they’re cut off by Maleficent entering.

Sora shifted slightly. This was almost it. It was almost over.

Aqua sighed quietly. She really should have taken care of Maleficent all those years ago. None of this would have happened otherwise. Except Xehanort’s still there, posing as Ansem, and now they’ve got Riku and-

And what about those journal entries? Because that was Ansem but this was also Ansem but somehow Xehanort and she didn't know didn't know and she had to know, she was a Keyblade Master.

Maleficent tells them that they’re too late and that in any second the final Keyhole will be unlocked, and the world will be plunged into darkness.

“Didn’t Riku just say that it can’t because Kairi doesn’t have her heart?” Xion asked and Sora shrugged.

“Maybe she was bluffing,” he replied. He knew that when he had first heard it, he had been extremely worried. He couldn’t have come that far only to fail.

Sora says they’ll stop it and that after coming this far, there’s no way they’d let that happen.

Both Riku and Kairi smiled slightly. Because that was Sora down to his core. Unable to take no as the answer, fighting for everyone else, not himself. Always there to help everyone. It’s why they both fell in love with him.

Maleficent calls them fools and asks if they really think they can defeat her, The Mistress of All Evil. She fights Sora and the others with the help of the Heartless.

Like before, when all this first started, Riku’s hands came up to wrap around one of Sora’s shoulders, worry for the boy building in him. He knew Sora survived, he knew Sora won, but he still couldn’t help the worry that went through him, watching Sora fight Maleficent of all people. He knew, that if Maleficent was still alive, he wouldn’t be able to fight her. The memories scratched at his mind, she she she, but it couldn't be her, she couldn't be alive. Not if he had all the power in the world. Kairi’s hands reached across Riku’s lap to grasp one of Sora’s hands, holding him the best she could. They both knew he would get out of this, but it still worried them.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy defeat Maleficent causing her to retreat backwards into a portal.

Terra watched the fight worried and nervous for Sora and the others. He knew how powerful Maleficent could be, he still didn’t have answers if Maleficent had truly controlled him or just influenced him all those years ago. And she had done the same thing to his chosen successor. There was a part of him that wanted her gone.

No dark thoughts, he told himself, trying to banish those feelings. No more darkness to fall into.

Maleficent appears again, in pain, and wonders how a boy with a Keyblade could defeat her.

Sora smiled, remembering all the times is showed during the watching that Maleficent hadn’t even seen him as a threat. Ha, I am a threat, he thought. I took you down. I saved my friends. And while you’re still out there causing trouble, I can always defeat you again.

Ansem appears from the portal behind her, asking if she needs any help. Sora and the others enter the room and Sora calls out to Riku.

Both Sora and Riku suddenly got wide eyes as they remembered what came next. Hopefully it didn’t freak the adults out too much?

Ansem says they’re all there together and Donald wonders about the weapon in Ansem’s hand. Ansem confirms that it is a Keyblade, but one used to unlock people’s hearts.

Aqua made a face. That sounded like a Keyblade of Darkness. But she thought only the King had one like that.

“Mickey,” she said, voice her thoughts. “Is that a Keyblade of Darkness? Like yours?”

“Maybe,” Mickey admitted. “But I don’t know much.” He would admit, he hadn’t pushed Riku for too many details when the boy had told him about this part of the story. “It’s not completely like mine, but perhaps it’s similar.”

Ansem turns and stabs Maleficent in the chest with it, telling her to embrace the darkness. She calls out to the power and turns into a dragon.

While there was several exclamations of shock, both from Ansem turning on Maleficent and from Maleficent turning into a dragon, Aqua couldn’t hear any of them. Instead all there was in her head was white noise, memories flickering in front of her eyes.

She had to go, had to get through. She slashed her Keyblade through another thorn branch as the roars of Maleficent rained down on both her and Philip. The Prince was in front of her, directly clashing with the dark fairy turned dragon and Aqua had to help him. Had to defeat Maleficent so the fairy would stop avoiding her questions. What did she do to Terra? Why did she want Princess Aurora’s heart? How did they factor into this? She needed to defeat Maleficent, to force her to answer Aqua’s questions. Everything had been so complicated ever since Terra had run off, and Aqua needed some sort of answer, some sort of reason why Terra was acting off, why Ven hadn’t listened to her, why darkness seemed to follow her very steps. She needed answers and if this fairy turned dragon had them, she was going to get them.

She just needed to finish the fight. Gripping her Keyblade harder, she finally managed to push off the creeping vine and moved to help Philip, Keyblade clashing down on Maleficent’s scales and-

A hand landed on her shoulder and squeezed tightly, enough to snap Aqua out of the memories that had consumed her. She blinked in confusion, turning to the side to see Terra looking at her in concern over Ven’s head. Are you okay? The other eighteen-year-old asked with a raised eyebrow, worry for her clear in his eyes. She nodded once but could tell it didn’t reassure him. It was okay though. Her problems were her problems to solve.

Sora, Donald, Goofy, and the Beast fight the dragon Maleficent, eventually killing her and causing her to collapse into a ball of darkness and dissipate.

Riku couldn’t help the sigh of relief that slipped from him. Now, now Maleficent was truly gone. She was dead in their world and now she was dead onscreen. He wouldn’t have to be reminded of her again.

She wasn't alive, no matter what his memories might be trying to say to him.

Ansem reappears, saying that it was ironic and calling Maleficent just another puppet.

The one thing I can agree with Ansem on, Riku thought with a glare at his possessed self. He remembered… not being distraught or particularly happy at Maleficent’s passing, mostly just numb as he watched Sora of all people take down a starsdamned dragon, after first taking down Maleficent in her normal form. It had shown him, as much as he had been shocked to see it, that Sora had indeed grown stronger. And at the time, it had angered him. Now it just made him proud.

Sora asks what Ansem means and Ansem says that the Heartless were using Maleficent from the start and she failed to notice the darkness in her heart eating away at her. He calls her a fool.

More like you were using her, Riku thought. You were the one manipulating her. You had to be.

Ansem disappears into a portal, with Sora calling after him. Goofy finds a piece of Ansem’s report that appeared.

Roxas made a face, not being the only one to do so. Every time they read one of those, his opinion of the man dropped even further.

The group moves through the castle, eventually ending in the room with the princesses. The Beast runs over to Belle while the three of them continue onwards, eventually finding Kairi’s body.

Sora smiled when he witnessed the Beast finding Belle. Even though he knew it happened, he was still glad he could see it again. They clearly meant a lot to each other. They were in love, even if he didn’t fully grasp the concept.

Sora runs to Kairi’s body, kneeling beside her and calling out to her, telling her to open her eyes.

Aqua looked away. “Ven, please wake up. Please.”

Ansem is sitting above the Keyhole and tells Sora that it’s no use and that Kairi won’t wake up due to her missing heart. Sora realizes he’s not Riku.

“Sorry it took me so long,” Sora whispered to Riku, who simply shook his head.

“It’s okay Sora,” he replied. “You couldn’t have known, couldn’t have even guessed. And it didn’t take you that long, if you look at it.” Sora still pouted slightly so Riku simply reached out and grasped his hand, squeezing it tightly. My turn to give comfort, he thought. It felt… right.

Ansem says that the Keyhole cannot be completed so long as the lost Princess of Heart still sleeps. Sora asks if Kairi’s a princess.

“I wonder,” Kairi murmured. She wanted to know, she wanted to know about her life before the Destiny Islands, about Radiant Garden and the people that inhabited it. She wanted to know what the weather was like, the food, the politics, and the people. She wanted to know it all. And she would find out one day, she swore it.

Ansem says that without her power, the Keyhole will remain incomplete. He says it is time she awakened.

Kairi and Riku both made faces as they remembered what Sora did to awaken Kairi’s heart. It had been… bad for both of them. For Kairi it had been a shock and a heck of a something to wake up to. For Riku, it had horrified him enough to snap him out of everything that he had been thinking of and gave him enough strength to hold back Ansem, even if it was only for a few seconds.

Sora tells Ansem to let Riku go and to give him back his heart.

Not me you should be worrying about, Sora, Riku thought. Focus on Kairi and yourself.

Ansem says that Sora must first give Kairi her heart back. Sora reaches up to his chest and collapses to his knees.

“Sora!” Kairi exclaimed, sitting up. “Was I hurting you?”

“No not really,” Sora said, completely ignoring the onscreen version of him that was in clear pain. “It was just sudden.” Both Kairi and Riku looked like they didn’t believe him.

Ansem tells Sora that Kairi’s heart is responding and that she’s been there the whole time, inside of Sora’s heart. Sora is in shock.

“I know you didn’t mean to,” Kairi started. “But thank you for keeping me safe.” She turned to Sora, smiling at him. “I know it was an accident, but you still kept my heart safe, just as Riku kept my body safe.”

“Always Kairi,” Sora responded, reaching out to clasp her hand. “Always.”

Ansem says that he knows all there is to know and Sora asks him who he is. “It is I, Ansem, the Seeker of Darkness.”

Aqua sucked in a breath. It’s Xehanort, Please don’t let it be him, He’s alive which means Terra’s alive, let him have died, Terra’s alive which means Xehanort’s alive, Why won’t you just die?

“Dramatic,” Axel muttered, mostly trying to keep the air light, knowing that he was a huge hypocrite for saying so. But it also… It also… Axel wasn’t an idiot, he couldn’t be to have survived in Organization 13 as long as he did, especially once Roxas and Xion started to get on certain badsides. He wasn’t an idiot.

Ansem. Xemnas. Once he would have thought that foolish and not possible but… He had long passed that threshold. He knew Xemnas came from Xehanort, the apprentice who managed to sway all six of the originals. At this point, he had to guess that Ansem came from him as well, which made a lot of sense due to the apprentice taking on his name near the end. And that… was problematic.

As Ansem advances on Sora, Donald and Goofy attempt to stop him but get swatted away. Ansem says that he’ll release Kairi now and asks her to use her power to open the door and lead him into everlasting darkness.

“No thanks,” Kairi said. “I like the light.”

Ansem brings the Keyblade down on Sora, but Sora hears Kairi’s voice warning him and manages to block the strike.

“Thanks Kairi,” Sora told her.

“Don’t remember it but I’m glad I did something,” she replied.

Riku gritted his teeth. He wished he had been snapped out of his rage long before Sora had to stab himself. Unfortunately, he hadn’t been, and he hadn’t really been doing anything of note to try and get his body back. After the initial panic, Ansem had told him he was planning to return Riku’s body to him once he managed to open the Keyhole. And well… Riku had already been making bad decisions.

Sora tells Ansem there’s no way he’s taking Kairi’s heart. The two of them clash.

Aqua and Terra both looked away from the screen, memories rushing to the forefront of both of their minds.

Radiant Garden, white hair and yellow eyes. Hissed out words of pain and damnation, Terra’s plea for her help.

Trying desperately to stop Xehanort, hearing his laughter echo around him as he could only watch helplessly, tangled in his own darkness as Aqua fought and lost to the man who had destroyed their life.

Sora manages to wrench the Keyblade from Ansem’s hand and Ansem vanishes. Sora calls out to him but Donald and Goofy pull his attention to the Keyhole.

Riku stiffened as he remembered what happened next, arm tightening around Sora. He shouldn’t have… shouldn’t have had to…

Sora attempts to close the Keyhole, but it doesn’t work and Goofy says it’s probably because the Keyhole isn’t complete. Donald asks what they should do and Goofy says they probably have to wake Kairi up and her power would complete the Keyhole.

“What if completing the Keyhole did something bad?” Ven asked, worrying his bottom lip. “Ansem specifically referenced it as a door to darkness.”

“It was the only thing we could think of,” Sora replied with a shrug, biting the inside of his cheek and getting the urge to look away. He had a feeling… that many people wouldn’t be happy with the way he chose to wake up Kairi.

Sora thinks Goofy is right and sees the dark Keyblade, walking over and picking it up. Sora gazes at it, repeating what Ansem had said.

Aqua sat up straight, abruptly thrown from the memories of the past. She… didn’t like the tone that Sora’s voice had suddenly taken on. Worry rocketed through her, not helped at all by the way that Kairi and Riku were curling closer to Sora, as futile as it was for Kairi due to Riku being in-between them. Her eyes flicked to Mickey, who had closed his eyes. He knew all this from Riku, he knew what Sora did.

Sora walks over to the sleeping Kairi and both Goofy and Donald cry out to him. He gives them a smile before stabbing himself in the heart.

For a second, it was dead silent in the watching room. Then chaos exploded.

“What that heck?!” Roxas exclaimed, nearly throwing himself off the couch as he sat up, eyes wide. Kairi clapped a hand to her mouth as she stifled a cry of frustration and fear and Riku’s arms went tight around Sora. Vanitas made a garbled sounding gasp, flinching backward into his chair, hands curling into the armrests while Ven’s mouth dropped open. Terra’s eyes went wide and Mickey’s closed, looking down in sadness. But Aqua…

Aqua was sitting stock still, eyes fixed on the sight of Sora, who was no older than fourteen at the time, with the Keyblade stabbed into his heart. And-

“I’m asking you, as my friends, just… put an end to me.”

“Fight him Terra!”

Dusty grounds covered in Keyblades.

“The Master tried to kill Ven.”

“Please Aqua, put an end to me.”

Around her there was noise, yelling, questions being thrown, but she couldn't hear any of it.

Cobbled paths, darkness and light clashing.

“Fight him Terra please.”

“No Ven, there’s another way.”

“Ven wake up.”

Shouting, shock, pain and worry, but she wasn't there anymore.

A Keyblade stabbing a heart, a friend slipping to the darkness.

“Terra would never do such a thing.”

“Aqua, you must bring them back.”

A scream in the air, ice crawling up a body.

“Quite the darkness user.”

Quieting, slowly. Voices drifting towards... her?

“You’re awful Aqua.”

Darkness pulling at her, at her bones, at her mind. Where were her friends? Had Terra escaped? Was Ven awake? The darkness pulled at her, twisting her memories in her head and twisting her visage in the mirror to fight her and she couldn’t breathe because it was all damp and there was nothing but darkness even more now that she didn’t have a Keyblade, and she couldn’t do anything nothing at all and she couldn’t do anything but cry-

“-qua!” Aqua snapped back to herself abruptly pitching forward as the arms shook her slightly. The hands on her shoulders tightened as they supported her and she was suddenly aware of the burning pain in her palms, the stickiness of her cheeks. Terra’s face came into view in front of her, nothing but worry and panic in his eyes and she took a deep breath, looking around.

Terra was kneeling in front of her, hands on her shoulders. Mickey was standing next to him and she was aware that Ven had apparently scooted away. The noise that had been there was gone, now replaced with stifling silence and she swallowed, eyes flicking around. They were looking at her.

“What happened?” She asked, looking down at her palms, seeing beads of blood from where she had pierced her own hands with her nails.

“You shut down,” Terra replied. “You weren’t saying anything, weren’t reacting. We realized about thirty seconds ago. It’s been about a minute since…” Since they saw Sora stab himself.

“I’m asking you to put an end to me.”

“Please Aqua, put an end to me.”

She sucked in a careful breath, curling her hands into fists to hide the wounds from the prying eyes. She rolled her shoulders slightly, a nonverbal cue to Terra who removed his hands, and she looked to the couch where the teenagers were.

The teenagers had changed positions while she was… out of it, Sora back in the middle of the couch allowing both Riku and Kairi to hold onto a different arm. Sora looked slightly embarrassed and uncomfortable, not meeting anyone’s gaze.

“Sora,” she said, and the younger boy looked up at her. “Don’t do that again.”

“I had to save-”

“I don’t care.” She cut him off. “I don’t care if the whole world is at stake, if every world is at stake. Do not…” She took in a shaking breath. “Do not do that. Your life is worth something. Worth more than what you can do for others, okay?” Sora nodded. “Okay?” She pressed. He was too young. Too, too young. It was her and the other Masters who were the ones to sacrifice for the worlds. Not them. Never them.

“Okay,” Sora responded but she had a feeling that wouldn’t be enough. She would need to keep an eye on him. Just like she would need to keep an eye on Ven and Terra. She hadn’t forgotten what they had requested of her.

Swallowing again, she leaned backwards into the couch, ignoring the way her palms burned slightly. She cast a Cure over them nonverbally, feeling the skin knit itself back together. No need to tell anyone what had happened. She could deal with her own problems.

As the Keyblade removes itself from Sora’s chest, six balls of light return to the captive princesses. A seventh returns to Kairi who wakes up and runs over to Sora, trying to catch him only to have him disintegrate in her arms.

“That was not a fun thing to wake up to,” she growled at Sora, holding his arm tighter. “I agree with Aqua, don’t do that again.” Sora grimaced. He had done it to save the world. He would do it again…

She calls out to him at the same time that Donald and Goofy do. Sora is briefly seen falling into darkness.

Wait a minute, Roxas thought. That’s not… that’s not how it happened, right?

Naminé had pressed a hand to her mouth. No matter how many times she saw it, either in her own memories or in Sora’s, she hated the way she had been brought into the world. In a suicidal, self-sacrifice by the boy who only ever wanted to do right by the world.

Kairi says that Sora can’t leave. Ansem, in his own body, appears from a portal, remarking that Kairi is awake.

Aqua flinched again. White hair, yellow eyes.

Ansem says that the Keyhole is complete, and that Kairi has served her purpose. Donald and Goofy move to defend Kairi.

Sora smiled at his friends. Even when he was gone, especially when he was gone, they defended his friends. When he couldn’t.

Ansem moved towards them but is stopped. Riku appears in front of him, telling Ansem he won’t use him for this.

Sora’s eyes widened. He hadn’t realized that…

“Riku!” He exclaimed, twisting to throw his arms around the older boy. “You stopped him!”

“Only for a second,” Riku replied, but accepted the hug anyway. “Then he won.”

“That second was all we needed,” Kairi told him, leaning as close as she could with Sora in-between them.

Terra looked away. I really did give you my entire destiny, didn’t I? He thought, biting his tongue. I didn’t want this for you but… You’re at least stronger than I am. You’re free, here, with your friends. I’m… Xehanort’s laughter, the way he would be deliberately let forward for a second, able to see things but not do anything, the darkness wrapping around his wrists and neck, keeping him pinned to the glass pane beneath him. Eleven years.

Kairi calls out for Riku, but he tells her that they need to run and that the Heartless are coming. Kairi looked conflicted but turned to leave and ran down the staircase.

“I wish I could have done something,” she murmured out, see herself fleeing onscreen.

“Kairi, you didn’t have a weapon and you had just been freed my heart,” Sora told her. “It’s okay that you had to run.”

She smiled ruefully before giving him a look. “Don’t worry, it’s not going to happen again,” she announced, wanting to summon her Keyblade to prove her point but the magic in the room stood firm. She opted for throwing her arm out dramatically.

Goofy asks about the Keyhole but Donald says they have to leave. A single Heartless jumps from the railing and starts to follow them as Ansem manages to banish Riku away.

“Riku?” Sora asked, worried.

“I just ended up in the Realm of Darkness,” Riku reassured him. “Then I met you by the door.”

Roxas was watching the Heartless with trepidation. If that was Sora… Had he just been created? That was how he was created?

Kairi pauses for a second in the doorway, saying she can’t leave them. Donald says they can’t stay, and they run out of the room, followed by the Heartless.

“Is that you?” Ven asked, connecting the dots in his head. Sora had technically lost his heart just then and a Heartless was typically created when that happened, at least according to them. Sora nodded once.

That’s how me and Naminé were created?” Roxas asked, sounding more shocked than any of them had ever heard him. He was sitting on the edge of the couch, eyes wide and staring at Sora in shock.

“Yes?” Sora replied with a shrug. “At least, I assume. I’ve never fallen to darkness any other time, unless it happened during my year asleep.”

“It didn’t,” Axel said, having been there, and reached out, wrapping one arm around Roxas and guiding him back down into a more comfortable position.

“Created?” Terra asked and several people gave him looks.

“Roxas and Naminé are Sora’s and Kairi’s Nobodies,” Xion reminded him. “They were created when Sora extracted their hearts from himself because I guess that counts.” She shrugged. “Usually, it’s a lot more simpler than that.”

“It’s probably why Naminé and Roxas are so special,” Axel said offhand. “Because they weren’t created normally.”

Naminé looked down at her hands. She wouldn’t call what she could do “special”.

“But we’re our own people,” Roxas snapped out, wanting to stop that before it got started.

“Of course, you are,” Aqua replied and unseen to her, Vanitas flinched. Just a part of Ventus, just a shadow, just the darkness, not meant to exist. He tried to close his mind to the memories, but it wasn’t exactly easy.

Goofy notices the Heartless and Donald says he’ll take care of it. When the Heartless approaches, Donald whacks him on the head with his scepter.

Despite the situation, Kairi wasn’t the only one stifle giggles. Sora gave her a betrayed look.

“Kairi, why are you making fun of Heartless me’s plight?” He asked her overdramatically, leaning on her side slightly.

“Because it’s just funny,” she replied, shoving him away playfully. “Of all the magic that Donald knows, he decided to whack you on the head?”

“Maybe he knew it was you Sora,” Mickey replied. “Or had an inkling. Why else wouldn’t he do something more extreme?” Sora paused. He hadn’t thought about that.

The Heartless looks to Kairi, who blinks in surprise, before calling him Sora.

“How’d you recognize him?” Riku asked, having not been around for this part.

Kairi shrugged. “I tell myself “Princess of Heart” magic and leave it there. I honestly have no idea.”

“Ouch Kai,” Sora jibed. “Couldn’t even tell one of your best friends that you actually did recognize him. I’m hurt.” Kairi giggled again.

To the adults in the room, they couldn’t help the smiles that twitched on their lips. It was good that the three of them were able to have some lightheartedness, after everything that they had just witnessed.

More Heartless appear and Kairi attempts to shield Sora, before spinning and hugging him, covering him with her body when the Heartless leap at them. In a bright flash of light, Sora returns, Kairi still hugging him.

“Again, I have no idea how I did it,” Kairi told the room at large. “I just really wanted Sora to be okay.”

“Thanks Kairi,” Sora said. She smiled at him.

“Of course.”

The three of them are in shock of Sora’s return but move to face the Heartless. The Beast appears suddenly, scattering the Heartless and telling them to leave.

“He’s okay,” Xion noted. She had known he must have been, he and Belle both due to her meeting them before but still.

Sora tells the Beast to come with them, but he says he’s not leaving without Belle, which Sora nods to. The four of them run out of Hollow Bastion, leaving the Heartless behind.

“He got back to his world safe, right?” Terra asked and Sora wasn’t the only one to nod.

“They all did,” Sora confirmed. We all did.

Notes:

Me, posting this: Holy sh!t, I just wrote 16,000 words in a weekend. Don't ask me how I did it, I have no idea.

So, this is a surprise. The writing bug just bit me today and refused to let go, so I wrote this whole thing in an afternoon. I didn't mean to and definitely don't expect the next update to come as soon.

This chapter was all the normal stuff, y'know, like Sora and Riku and Kairi and then Aqua in the background having three silent simultaneous panic attacks.

I'm not going to leave any notes because it's like 1 am here and I have school tomorrow (today?) so I really need to go to sleep. At this point, you know most of the way that I'm characterizing certain characters or how I'm headcanoning them spending the past eleven years. Enjoy this second part of the Hollow Bastion section and comments and kudos are always appreciated. If there turns out that notes are actually needed, I'll make note of them next chapter.

Have a good day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 15: Hollow Bastion: Part 3

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

In a world of darkness, Riku is stumbling down a path.

Sora’s eyes widened. He knew that Riku ended up in the Realm of Darkness, it was how they closed the door together, but…

“Where are you?” Terra asked, worry for his intended successor racing through him. Was this… Ansem’s heart? Riku’s? It couldn’t have been, it was too big. Though, Terra had only ever seen the inside of Xehanort’s heart. It was possible the others were different. At least, he was glad that even if Riku was trapped within Ansem’s heart like he was within Xehanort’s, he wasn’t restrained and contained like Terra was. Terra didn’t want anyone to go through that.

“The Realm of Darkness,” Riku explained. “I woke up there after stopping Ansem from attacking Kairi.” Terra blinked in surprise but nodded in understanding. Strange, that Riku had ended up there but perhaps there was something else going on. He couldn’t help that the feeling hadn’t gone away the whole time he had been watching this world in particular. There was something else going on. And he had a feeling that Aqua knew about it.

Riku apologizes to Kairi and Sora as he stumbles. He wonders if this is the afterworld.

“It’s not and you’re not allowed to go there,” Sora told the older boy, giving him a look. Riku returned it with one of his own. This boy, who had stabbed himself in the chest with a Keyblade, was telling him that he wasn’t allowed to die? If one of them was going to die, it was probably going to be Sora, with all the ways he continued to throw himself into danger. Not that Riku was going to let that happen. Not ever.

Riku mentions that he’s not ready yet but is interrupted by a blue light, that calls out to him, telling him he’ll be there soon.

All of them made noises of surprise when they recognized Mickey’s voice and several of the watchers turned to look at the mouse. Aqua smiled, remembering her interactions with the mouse king in the Realm of Darkness and Riku relaxed slightly. Finally, finally, his past self had found someone who would truly care about him and his wellbeing and put himself between the boy and the darkness that tried to consume him, instead of pushing him deeper into it. He had found his friend. Riku thought back to earlier, to what Mickey had claimed. His Master. His-

Probably one of the best things that had ever happened to him.

“You made it safely to the Realm of Darkness then?” Ven asked and Mickey nodded.

“I wouldn’t call it ‘safe’,” Aqua muttered, remembering what the King had told her about his trip to the Realm of Darkness. Mickey gave her a hurt look, which she had no reaction to.

Riku asks who’s there and Mickey tells him that he found the Keyblade from this side.

“There’s a Keyblade from the Realm of Darkness?” Vanitas questioned, voice letting through a little bit of his clear shock. He hadn’t… The Master had never mentioned that. Was it possible that the Master couldn’t have known? But Xehanort was obsessed with balance, of light and darkness and their parallels. It was the literal reason he and Ventus were split. But… He had to have known, right? Because the Master knew everything. Right?

“Yep,” Mickey responded. “It actually looks a lot like yours Sora.” The boy looked to the king in interest. He had seen the Keyblade in passing, yes, but he hadn’t actually sat down and taken a look at it. “I would summon it for you, but…” Mickey laughed slightly, rubbing the back of his head as he tried, futile as it was, to grasp the light that lived in his chest that housed his Keyblade. But, of course, it didn’t work. “It’s your Keyblade, Kingdom Key, down to the keychain. It just has flipped colors. It’s called Kingdom Key Darkness, or just Kingdom Key D.”

“Huh,” Sora murmured out, trying to puzzle out this information. “Why would mine and Riku’s Keyblade look like the one from the Realm of Darkness?”

Our Keyblade?” Riku questioned, looking at Sora in shock. Sora tipped his head to the side.

“Well Aqua did confirm that you’ve been a Keyblade Wielder, or at least had the potential to be one, for a decade. And while Maleficent could have been lying, yes, she could have also been telling the truth, especially if she has Ansem in her ear.” Sora looked away for a quick second. “You could have been the true wielder of Kingdom Key this whole time.”

Riku paused. “So? Kingdom Key is still yours.” Sora’s head whipped back to look at him. “What? It’s true. Even if it had been meant to be mine, it clearly chose you, as much as Aqua says that doesn’t happen.” Out of the corner of his eye, he could see her rubbing her temples in circle patterns. He felt like joining her. The more he learned, the more complicated this sounded. But he hadn’t forgotten the way she had reacted to Sora’s… method of freeing Kairi, so he had his eye on her just like he knew she and Terra had their eyes on him. “Plus, I’m happy with Way To The Dawn. It’s mine now, just like Kingdom Key is yours.”

Sora didn’t have anything to say to that.

“But why that Keyblade specifically?” Kairi asked, bringing focus back to Sora’s original question. “What’s so special about it?” Riku couldn’t answer her.

Mickey says that he’s been trying to get through to Riku but that the darkness in his heart kept him away.

Riku winced.

Terra brightened slightly. It was nice to know that someone had been looking after his intended successor, when it seemed like no one else had. It was clear that Riku and Mickey were close, just from their interactions while watching this. His gaze drifted back down to his hands. It should have been him, had he not so foolishly gotten himself attacked and beaten. He should have been there for his successor. Now, instead, Riku and his friends were left trying to protect the worlds from threats that he and Aqua should have been dealing with. He had really doomed all of them, hadn’t he?

Riku asks Mickey’s voice who he is and what has happened to himself. Mickey explains that his heart overcame the darkness, but it was too late for his body, which was why his heart was there, in the place of darkness where hearts are gathered.

“Yay for you,” Sora murmured, leaning into Riku’s side. “You overcame the darkness.”

Only because I saw you stab yourself, Riku thought. And was abruptly reminded about why I wanted to be strong and have the Keyblade in the first place. To protect you. Instead, I had hurt you, deeply.

I wonder if Ven and I are there, Vanitas couldn’t stop the thought from crossing his mind. The Keyblade Wielder from before, the one who had brought them there, has said that he brought them all from the same time. Which meant, as strange as it was, that he and his counterpart were still alive, even after everything. Unless they had been brought back from death like it seemed the other trio had been. Venty might have just been in his body, though asleep apparently, but what about him? Where had he been all this time? In the Realm of Darkness? Somewhere else?

He hated not knowing.

Riku asks what he should do, and Mickey tells him that the Door to Darkness will open soon but warns that they can’t enter it. They have to close it from both sides and to do that they needed two keys and two hearts.

The two Kingdom Keys, Aqua thought. But why those? When I was there, on Destiny Islands, there was nothing special about Sora, even if I can't remember a lot of that interaction. He was a normal boy who happened to be friends with another boy who was one of the brightest lights probably in existence. She remembered that at least about Riku. Though she couldn't help but feel like there was something else about Riku she was forgetting So, how could have Sora summoned a Keyblade with that much significance? Even if he was Bequeathed later, it wouldn’t have changed his potential. So, unless something drastically changed, it is most likely that the Kingdom Key was Riku’s to begin with, before it fell into Sora’s hands somehow. So, what was so important about Riku, what was his destiny? And had it fallen to Sora now?

Mickey wonders if maybe they were both destined to end up in the Realm of Darkness in order to close the door.

Riku couldn’t help the small face he made at the word destiny. What had destiny ever done for him? If everything was destined, why did he have to be destined for darkness? Why did Sora have to be destined to always throw himself into danger for others? Why them, of all people, of all teenagers? What was so special about them?

Riku mentions that Mickey seems to know everything and asks if Sora and Kairi are okay. Mickey asks if he feels the echoes of their hearts and tells Riku that how he perceives them depends on what is in his heart.

Kairi smiled and reached out, leaning on Sora’s side and grasping one of Riku’s hands. No matter what, no matter what happened, no matter her slight disagreements with Riku, it was clear that the three of them were bonded together by more than just friendship. They would always find their way back to each other.

Riku closes his eyes and imagines Sora and Kairi. He thanks Mickey and continues on down the dark path.

Sora smiled up at Riku. They would always be connected, Mickey was correct. Sora wasn’t going to let Riku slip away from him again.

In the Gummiship, Kairi and Sora are sitting watching the stars go by. Kairi wonders if Riku is okay.

“Did… Did you guys ask if Sora was okay?” Roxas questioned, still slightly reeling from the reveal of how he and Naminé came to be. He knew they weren’t normal; it had gone through his brain once or twice and the way that others seemed to treat them continued to hammer that point home, but he didn’t know that they were special because they were created when Sora stabbed himself with a darkness infused Keyblade to remove Kairi’s heart, and thus his, from his body. And… everyone was just treating that like it was normal? Like, he knew he didn’t know much about Somebodies, but given how everyone reacted when they saw it on the screen, you would think that they had reacted the same in real life. But at most, Donald and Goofy just seemed worried in the beginning, but just accepted it after it happened, and Sora returned. Maybe because it was the fact that they were being chased by Heartless and couldn’t stop to ask? Or they just hadn’t seen it?

“From stabbing himself?” Kairi questioned and Roxas nodded, forcing back the urge to bite his lip, from which he could now tell was a tic that he had gotten from Sora. “No,” she admitted with a sigh, eyes looking away. “I know we should have, because that wasn’t an okay thing to do.” The second part of her sentence was aimed at her friend, who gave her a sheepish smile, not seeming to get why it was bad, before looking back to Roxas. “I… I’ll admit I was still out of it from just waking up. I wasn’t as aware as it looked on the screen. As for Donald and Goofy… I can’t speak for them.”

“I’m sure they were worried about you,” Mickey said, words directed at both Sora and Roxas. “But they’re also both soldiers. They probably just had to prioritize one thing over another, and Ansem was the bigger threat at the time.” Sora nodded. He understood that well and it wasn’t like they needed to check on him. He was fine, it had barely hurt, and it had saved Kairi! A double win!

Roxas frowned but sat back. That… Maybe it was because he didn’t have any emotions of his own and thus wasn’t blinded by them, but that didn’t seem that great still. If Xion had done something like that, she had, he wouldn’t let her out of his sight for weeks.

Sora bets he’s fine and says he’s tough, with Kairi agreeing.

“I shouldn’t have brushed it off like that,” Sora murmured, eyes moving to Riku’s. “Sorry.”

“It’s fine,” Riku replied. “You had a lot to worry about.”

Sora asks if she’s ever seen anything like this, motioning to the stars outside the window. He says that the first thing he thought when he saw it was that he wanted Kairi and Riku to be able to see it.

“The three of us need to go on a trip,” Sora announced, leaning on Riku’s side and reaching out to poke Kairi in the arm. “We’ll take my Gummiship. I need to show you guys all the places I’ve been.”

“That sounds fun,” Kairi replied with a smile.

“What about you, Riku?” Sora asked when Riku didn’t say anything.

“Well… Some of your friends, I’m not on the best terms with,” Riku said carefully, pushing back the true reason he was hesitant to go. He shouldn’t get in between Kairi and Sora; he had done that enough.

“Aw, that’s okay,” Sora dismissed with a wave of his hand. “Besides, you’ve changed, and they’ll see that. You need to meet them, some of them know how much I’ve been searching for you.” Riku bit the inside of his cheek.

“Maybe,” he eventually settled on.

It’s okay, Sora thought. By the time we’re out of here, I’ll have convinced him. It was just that he and Riku hadn’t gotten a chance to explore the world together like they had wanted to ever since they were younger. And it had been long enough since Sora got space travel that they really needed to do it. He would convince Riku.

Kairi says it’s beautiful and Donald tells them all to hold on as he starts the ship at a quick speed. Donald says they’re heading to Traverse Town.

“Back to Aerith and the others?” Ven asked and Sora nodded. Kairi made a face as she remembered having to stay behind. She didn’t want to be left behind ever again.

The Gummiship lands back in Traverse Town. Aerith is waiting for them.

“How did she know you were going to be there?” Naminé asked, tipping her head to the side and Sora smiled, chuckling slightly.

“Aerith just seems to… know things,” he explained. “None of us really ask, but she seems to have some sort of presence that can just know things.” He shrugged. “Just something Aerith can do.”

Aerith greets them, guessing who Kairi is and saying that Sora found her. When Sora hesitates about Riku, Aerith reassures him that he’ll be fine.

Sora made a face. Again, he shouldn’t have been so dismissive of Riku. He had been worried, yes, but it hadn’t truly passed his mind that Riku could be hurt by something. It still didn’t. Riku was… well, Riku. He was the older kid, the one who was better at literally everything. The one who he could always rely on. The idea that Riku could be hurt was laughable. But he should have been better.

Goofy tells Aerith that they found the rest of Ansem’s report and she says that’s good news. Jiminy introduces himself and says that he has all the pages.

“I keep forgetting about that guy,” Axel muttered, having jumped slightly when Jiminy revealed himself from Donald’s pocket. He was barely around after all.

Aerith leads the five of them to the Hotel, where Leon and Yuffie are. Yuffie greets Sora and realizes that Sora found Kairi. Sora replies to her before looking to Leon in the back of the room, who asks Sora to tell him what happened.

“No hello?” Xion asked and Sora shrugged.

“That’s just how Leon is,” he said, echoing his other explanation for Leon’s behavior during his second trip to Traverse Town. “Straight to a point.”

Sora recounts what happened in Hollow Bastion. Leon says that darkness must be flowing out of the Keyhole and Goofy guesses that’s why there were so many Heartless around.

“If darkness was flowing out of the Keyhole to create the extra number of Heartless,” Terra murmured. “And the Heartless have been a problem for a while, when did the Keyhole first get formed? Kairi just got there a week ago. Much like some of the other princesses.”

“It probably started forming once the first princess was captured,” Aqua said, thinking it over in her head. “They just needed Kairi to finish the Keyhole and open it fully. But they had it ever since they capture the first princess which means some of the princesses have been there for a while at least.” Her mind drifted back to Cinderella. She hoped the girl hadn’t been caught for too long. She had found her world in the Realm of Darkness before it was restored, but she didn’t have a good sense of time in there. It could have been fallen for months or years, even before Aqua stumbled upon it.

Kairi nodded. “Yeah, months at least,” she replied, remembering the few conversations she had managed to have with her fellow Princesses of Heart. Aqua winced. Again, she hoped Cinderella hadn’t been one of them.

Riku and Mickey both noticed that Sora had carefully skirted around what he had done to save Kairi’s heart.

Aerith wonders about the only way to stop them and Sora responds that it’s sealing the Keyhole, brandishing the Keyblade. Leon cautions him that they don’t know what will happen once the Keyhole is sealed.

“Wouldn’t it just stop the darkness?” Ven asked, causing Vanitas to roll his eyes. Obviously, when they split, he had gotten the brains.

“The Keyhole could be connected to the world’s heart,” he told his other half with a sneer. “Or it could do something to the darkness already out in the worlds, hurting them.” Ven blinked in surprise, not having thought about that and Vanitas rolled his eyes again.

Aqua gave Vanitas a side eye, carefully biting her tongue to stop herself from saying anything. It was obvious to her now, despite how much she despised it, that Vanitas was smart. Smarter than she had given him credit for. She had known he had worked to drive them apart, just like Xehanort had done, but she had assumed it had been under Xehanort’s guidance. That he had told the darkness user what to say and do. The implication that Vanitas could have done it on his own was… worrying.

Sora says they can’t just stay here and that he has a friend still back in Hollow Bastion.

Riku looked away. He knew it was Sora, so it wasn’t like the boy was going to do anything mean but… Sora still saw you as a friend, even when you stole the Keyblade, fought him, opened your heart to darkness. How could you possibly compare to that? How dare you even stand in that light when you’re so dark?

Leon agrees that that they can’t do nothing and says that Riku’s Keyblade must have been born of the captive princesses’ hearts, just like the Keyhole.

“Ansem’s Keyblade actually,” Sora corrected absentmindedly, mostly for himself. He couldn’t believe he had once believed that to be Riku’s Keyblade. Now, having seen Way To The Dawn, it was so obvious that the Keyblade had never been his. Between Riku’s current Keyblade and Kingdom Key, the idea that a Keyblade that dark could have ever been Riku’s was laughable. Riku was far too bright for that.

Kairi says that her heart was missing though, and Leon says it must have remained incomplete and now that it is destroyed, the other princesses’ hearts must have returned to them.

“Like we saw,” Naminé said, thinking back to the orbs of light returning to the princesses after Sora… stabbed himself. Sora nodded.

Donald says that Belle and the Beast must be together then and Goofy says that Jasmine and Alice are probably awake too. Aerith says that she thought the darkness would be stronger now that the Keyhole is complete, but Leon tells her that the princesses are probably still at the castle, holding back the darkness.

Kairi winced, looking away. Another time of you doing nothing, her thoughts said. You could have stayed, could have done your duty as a Princess of Heart and kept the darkness back. Instead, you ran, even after Sora sacrificed himself for you. What kind of a princess, of a Keyblade Wielder are you?

Donald says they have to help them, and Leon tells them if anyone can, it’s them. Aerith remembers that they haven’t read Ansem’s report yet.

Roxas made a face, not being the only one to do so. He really didn’t want to hear anymore words by that man.

Jiminy gives her the pages, with Donald remarking that they found it in Hollow Bastion.

Mickey thought that made sense. With Hollow Bastion once being Radiant Garden, it made sense that most of the report had remained there, in the castle where it had been penned. He sighed. He didn’t know if he wanted to hear more from his old friend. While it was clear that in the end, Ansem had regretted what he had done, it didn’t change that he had done it. That he had hurt Roxas, Riku, Naminé, had plunged his world into darkness, even if it was possibly indirectly. He should have seen it, when he met the man all those years ago. Should have seen that Ansem didn’t truly know how to stop until he was shown that he was only making it worse. Mickey had seen it with the apprentices, with the machine in The World That Never Was. He should have known.

“Simply astonishing! Today I had a guest from another world. He is a king, and his vessel is built from the material that composed the meteors.”

Several gazes turned to Mickey.

“Your first meeting?” Aqua asked and Mickey nodded. His eyes drifted to Terra. He hadn’t… He hadn’t thought about the first meeting for years after it came to his attention that Radiant Garden had fallen, the memory locking itself away with his memories of Ven and Aqua. He couldn’t deal with losing yet another friend a mere months after losing them, so he did his best not to think about Radiant Garden. But now…

He could remember the apprentice, coming in through the doors. White hair, a placid expression. Wanting to talk to Ansem but Ansem seemingly upset at the presence of the man.

He had never met Terra, only ever heard about him. Perhaps if he had, he could have seen what had clearly happened. He had heard Aqua’s words when they woke up. “You, you.” Possession or mind-control. Perhaps both. And now, knowing what he did, it was unfortunately clear to him what must have happened. But that would imply that Xehanort was alive, and Mickey couldn’t deal with that, wouldn’t deal with that, because that mean that Aqua’s and Ven’s sacrifices had been for nothing and that Mickey had done nothing while that evil darkness user moved across the worlds for ten years.

Donald realizes that it’s talking about Mickey. “He had much to tell, and we talked for many hours, but one story in particular caught my interest—that of a key called the ‘Keyblade’.”

Sora couldn’t help the giggle that slipped out of his mouth. “What happened to World Order, your majesty?” He asked. “I highly doubt that Donald would approve of that.”

Mickey gave the boy a smile. “Like we said earlier, World Order wasn’t that much a thing when the four of us were traveling around,” he replied, with a head nod in the way of Aqua and the others. “And Ansem clearly had some idea of the outside world already, it wasn’t like I was dropping it all new on him.”

“It is said to hold phenomenal power. One legend says its wielder saved the world, when another says that he wrought chaos and ruin upon it.”

At that, the three older Keyblade Wielders looked away, thoughts swirling in each of their heads. It had been a harsh lesson the three of them had to learn during those weeks, when fighting Xehanort and Vanitas. That Keyblades could be used for evil and at the behest of Darkness. Master Eraqus had always taught them that Keyblades were weapons of light and anyone who had one were then warriors of light. The idea that someone evil could use one… wasn’t even crossing their minds.

“I must know what this Keyblade is.”

At this line, Naminé couldn’t help but remember, as much as she didn’t want to, Marluxia’s obsession with the Keyblade. His want to know it, to control it, to the point that he was willing to destroy Sora’s entire mind to control it. A want seemingly created from nothing, as Marluxia’s memories were nothing but blank before his time in the Organization. What was so special about the Keyblade that it drew people to it, wanting to understand it?

“A key opens doors. It must be connected to the door that I have opened.”

Donald and Goofy realize that the King had met Ansem in the past and that he knew about Keyblades.

Axel paused, thinking back over the words. So, it wasn’t Xehanort quite yet, but he knew the man had written at least one report pretending to be Ansem. After he… Axel blinked. He knew that the apprentices, minus Ienzo, had done something to Ansem, had gotten rid of him. For the longest time, he had believed they had killed the man, but that clearly wasn’t true if he was alive. So, where had he been?

Goofy wonders where Mickey could be, and Aerith says there are only more and more questions.

“Story of our lives,” Roxas muttered. Every time he had learned something, about himself or Xion or even Axel, it had only led to more and more questions. He had never gotten a clear answer. He hoped he would now.

Sora says that they know something and know what they have to do. Yuffie tells him he has to go back to Hollow Bastion.

Aqua made a face, something copied by the few other adults in the room. Sora needed a break, a time to take a breather and process everything that had happened to him in the past couple of hours. He needed to sleep, probably, needed to eat, needed something more than just throwing himself back into work.

Sora agrees but Donald says that the Ocean Between is full of Heartless, but Leon tells them to talk to Cid. The four of them leave the shop and Yuffie muses over Hollow Bastion, remarking that she can barely remember it.

Kairi felt a pang in her chest, relating to Yuffie. They were both from Radiant Garden, both from the same place. And yet, they both could barely remember it.

Leon points out that it has been nine years since they’ve been there and Aerith wonders how they’re all doing.

“Who’s she talking about?” Naminé questioned, hearing the plural in Aerith’s voice and Sora paused.

“I think she is talking about the others that she once knew, who lived in Radiant Garden,” the boy said. “Like Cloud and the others.”

Sora meets with Cid and tells him they need to get back to Hollow Bastion. Donald says that it’s a traffic jam of Heartless and asks Cid if he can do anything.

“Sora, did Cid give your Gummiship weapons?” Riku questioned, raising an eyebrow at the boy when he didn’t answer immediately. “Sora?”

“Not… yet?” Sora responded and Riku’s second eyebrow went up to join his first. Kairi giggled into her hand. “What? We needed it to defend ourselves.”

Riku shook his head slowly with a sigh. Giving Sora access to guns on a ship he already seemed extremely excited about piloting… Riku couldn’t see that ending well.

Cid remarks that taking care of Heartless is usually their job and Donald asks what they should do. Sora says there must be some way and Cid says they simply have to go around instead of through.

“There sure are a lot of pathways around the worlds, aren’t there?” Kairi mused and Sora nodded, echoed by Aqua and Ven. While the three of them hadn’t ever used Gummiships before, preferring their gliders, it hadn’t stopped them from moving around the worlds freely, even before all of this.

Cid says they should install a new Navigation Gummi and go around but Goofy says they don’t have any new Navigation Gummis. Cid tells them to go down to the secret waterway and that there’s one down there.

“The caves in the sewer?” Ven asked, thinking back to Sora prior visit to Traverse Town and Sora nodded.

Cid reveals that when he arrived in Traverse Town nine years ago he stashed it there in case they ever needed to go back. Kairi questions the nine years ago and Cid explains that they escaped from Hollow Bastion and ended up in Traverse Town.

Lucky, Axel thought, curling one hand into a fist and trying not to think about… everything that had happened, both before and after his and Isa’s… transformation into Nobodies. At least you got out. Many people didn’t. ‘Ri, his grandmother. The women from the salon, the man who sold flowers.

Goofy realizes that Hollow Bastion is their Homeworld and Cid says that he never guessed a kid like Sora would end up needing the Navigation Gummi. Sora says that he’s not a kid.

Yes, you are. The thought made its way to all of the adults in the room. Sora was fourteen when he faced this problem. He was only fifteen now when he had saved the worlds again. He was very much a kid.

We should have been there, should have been there, Aqua thought, looking down at her hands, the train of thought very familiar to her ever since she started to watch this. We should have been there to take the burden off their shoulders, should have guided them, taken care of them. But they hadn’t. And Sora and Riku and Kairi had suffered for it.

Cid corrects Sora, saying that he’s not just a kid, before telling him to go and get the Gummi. He says he’ll do some maintenance on the ship with Goofy and Donald’s help and Sora agrees, he and Kairi leaving the shop.

“It wasn’t dangerous down in the waterways, was it?” Terra asked and Sora shrugged.

“A little, there were some Heartless, but nothing that I couldn’t handle,” Sora responded. Aqua winced. Again, he should be taking a break, not going and throwing himself into danger again.

The two of them make their way down the waterway, Sora shielding Kairi from the Heartless.

Kairi made a face at herself on screen. She wasn’t… But it was fine. Kairi had her own Keyblade now and she wouldn’t be helpless again. Never again. She would learn to fight, and she would be right there next to Sora, the two of them fighting Heartless and never being separated again.

The two of them make it to the cavern, where there is no Heartless. Kairi walks up to the mural, remarking that places like these are always exciting and Sora says that it’s like the cave back on their island.

Riku looked away. The Secret Place, Their place. Until Sora brought Kairi, because of course he wanted to spend time with her. Their place becoming their place.

The sun in the painting shines brightly and gives Sora the Navigation Gummi. Kairi asks if it is the Gummi and Sora confirms it, saying they should take it back to Cid.

Mickey couldn’t help but wonder how it was that Cid managed to hide the Gummi in the wall like that. Last he knew, Gummis couldn’t change shape, not like it clearly had.

Kairi looks to the moon mural through the tunnel and mentions a light in the darkness. Sora says that’s like her grandmother’s story and Kairi is surprised before remembering, saying that they were together all along.

“Man, you’re really out of it, aren’t you?” Axel asked, able to see was probably everyone else was missing. He had gotten used to reading body language while in the Organization because it wasn’t like he could rely on their words to be truthful.

“Yes,” Kairi admitted with a hint of embarrassment, looking down to the ground and not making eye contact with anyone. “I can’t really remember any of this looking back on it now. My first memory that I can remember concretely from after I lost my heart would probably be Sora’s and my goodbye, when all the worlds were being restored. Everything before that, even once I’m freed, is… foggy. Except for giving Sora my charm.”

Naminé flinched at the mention of the charm, trying not to think about it. About white halls and desperation and lightning crackling down the walls, sadistic laughter following after it.

“You should have said something,” Sora told her, twisting to look at her. He hadn’t… How had he not realized that Kairi wasn’t fully awake yet?

“How did no one notice?” Vanitas asked with an eyeroll, a sneer in his words. Honestly, he knew nothing of the girl and was watching second hand but even he could tell that Kairi wasn’t fully there.

Sora looked to the side. He should have…

Because they were also all exhausted, Aqua thought. Sora had just come from fighting who knows how many Heartless, half of the time without a Keyblade, had to fight his closest friend, twice, stabbed himself and got himself turned into a Heartless, and then fought through more Heartless once Kairi saved him. It’s no wonder why they’re all clearly working on half of their energy.

Sora says that it’s funny, that he looked everywhere for her but that she was with him the whole time. Sora says it’s time to get Riku back.

After everything, after everything, he would always come back for you, Riku’s thoughts wondered. Why? What have you done to deserve that loyalty? Riku sighed slightly, closing his eyes. Nothing.

Kairi asks if he thinks if things will ever be the same between the three of them. She starts to say that Riku’s lost his heart but trails off.

“Well, not the same but close enough,” Kairi said, looking at the two of them. “It would be rather boring if everything just went back to the way it was, wouldn’t it?”

“Of course!” Sora responded. “We’ve been through so much. Just because we’ve changed, and our lives have changed doesn’t mean anything has to change between us.”

But I want it to change, the other two thought, both unaware that the other was thinking the same. I want it to change between the two of us.

Sora says that Riku will be okay and that he turned into a Heartless and Kairi saved him.

“Not that it was the same,” Sora corrected his past self. What had happened with him and what had happened with Riku was vastly different.

Sora says they’re here thanks to her. Kairi says she didn’t want to just forget him, she couldn’t.

“Also, Princess of Heart magic,” Kairi said offhandedly. “Even if we have no idea how it works.”

Sora says that it means that their hearts are connected, and the light of their hearts broke through the darkness. He saw that light and it saved him.

I hope so, Aqua thought, with a quick look to Terra. If all hearts are connected and they can help each other out of the darkness, I hope that means we can help Terra. We can pull him from the darkness Xehanort threw him into. It didn’t leave her mind that when they left this place, Terra would be returned to the darkness, to being imprisoned inside of Xehanort’s heart, trapped in the darkness. Sure, she would be returned to the Realm of Darkness, but at least there she was herself. She existed for herself. She didn’t know what she would do when that time came, and she had to let go of Terra again.

Kairi says that no matter how deep the darkness, there will always be a light shining within. Sora says he guesses it’s more than just a fairytale.

“The Age of Fairytales,” Ven murmured to himself for no apparent reason and a pang went through his head. Why… did that mean so much to him?

Kairi says let’s go save Riku but Sora pauses, saying that Kairi can’t go with them.

“Not anymore,” Kairi said, giving Sora a look. “I have a Keyblade of my own now. I’m not being left behind again.”

“Of course,” Sora responded.

Kairi asks why and Sora says it’s too dangerous. Kairi says they’ve made it this far by sticking together and that Sora can’t do it alone, but Sora says that they aren’t alone even if they’re apart.

“We’re never alone,” Sora murmured, eyes moving to Riku, then Kairi. “None of us. We always have each other in our hearts.”

Aqua reached out, wrapping an arm around Ven and holding him close, feeling Terra’s hand settled on her shoulder. The three of us are always connected, through our Wayfinders and through our hearts.

Both Roxas and Xion leaned into Axel’s sides. The three of us spent one of the most dangerous, backstabbing year together. Even Kingdom Hearts itself won’t be able to keep us apart if we exist after this.

Vanitas rolled his eyes. Such sappiness. His chest burned and he pushed down the urge to summon an Unversed. He didn’t need anyone, not at all.

Naminé looked down at her hands. Are the two of us… connected? She wondered, thinking back to the boy with silver hair from the while corridors. Even though I don’t have a heart and yours is a replica? Can we still… be together?

Mickey smiled as he looked around the room. It was clear that, no matter where they came from or what they went through, Keyblade Wielders always had a habit of coming back to each other, no matter what.

Kairi asks if she can’t help, and Sora admits that she’d kind of be in the way.

Roxas snorted. “Brutal,” he muttered. Kairi gave him a look.

Kairi says he wins and gives him something. He looks down and sees her lucky charm from before when they were building the raft.

Naminé gazed at the charm, seeing all the variations of it in her head. Everything she had changed and manipulated.

The Lucky Charm turned into one made of a yellow star which turned into a silver crown on a chain which turned back into a yellow star.

Kairi explains that it’s her lucky charm and he has to bring it back to her. Sora says he will.

Sora blinked in surprise, suddenly reaching down into one of his pockets and pulling out the charm.

“Here,” he told her, pressing it into her hand. “I brought it back.” Kairi paused, looking at the charm before shaking her head and gently giving it back to him.

“Keep it,” she told him. “This fight isn’t over. You’ll need it until then.” Keep it, as a token of my affection for you.

“If you’re sure,” Sora said and at her nod, he placed it back in his pocket. “I’ll take good care of it.”

Kairi asks if he promises and Sora says he promises. They look back at the moon mural.

“And I always keep my promises,” Sora told her.

“I know,” she replied. Always. You’ll always come back to me.

Notes:

So, this is a little shorter than my normal chapters and the ending feels kind of rushed and abrupt to me, but it was either break there or end up with a chapter that was at least 13,000 words long and I'd rather not. So, I split the chapter in two. It's official now though that there will be two more Hollow Bastion/End of the World focused chapters. Man, this is a long world. And then we're done with KH1! How cool!

Also, and please no pitchforks in the comments, this story will go on hiatus for the month of November. I'm participating in NaNoWriMo, and I'll be working on a different Kingdom Hearts project for that month. I want to get a lot of work done on it and I've kind of been pushing it to the side to work on this. But I'm going to try and finish KH1 before October ends and I'll return as soon as December starts. Wish me luck writing about 20,00 words in the next ten days.

Notes:
1. I supposed there was a little more focus on the "Kairi is in love with Sora" thing in this chapter and if it felt choppy or OOC, then I'm sorry. But I am Aromantic, and I have no idea what it feels like to be in love with someone. I'm going to try my hardest to make it as accurate as possible, as well as nice to read, but I don't have life experience to draw on like many would.
2. I realize that the SeaSalt Trio and Namine and Vanitas aren't getting as much focus in these past couple of chapters but it's not really focused on them. I do my best to have some inclusion of each of them in each chapter, but they can't really relate or talk about what is happening on screen. Once their own games come up, they'll have more of a focus, but we'll just have to wait for that.

Anyway, hope you all enjoy Part 3! I should have Part 4 out hopefully in the next couple of days, with Part 5 soon to follow. Kudos and comments are highly appreciated! Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon.

Chapter 16: Hollow Bastion: Part 4

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

In the Ocean Between, the Gummiship flies through. Goofy asks Sora if he said goodbye to Kairi.

“Did they think something was going to happen?” Ven asked, tipping his head to the side. Usually, goodbyes were only said in dire circumstances, especially in this context. Or perhaps he just had a skewed view of things like that and goodbyes were more common outside of the Land of Departure.

“I don’t think so,” Sora replied, shaking his head slightly. “I think Goofy just wanted to make sure that Kairi and I had a moment. They had been there the whole time we were searching for each other after all.”

Sora says that he said goodbye to everyone. Donald wonders about Cid’s goodbye, as it implied they would be back there.

Sora frowned slightly. He hadn’t… actually been back to Traverse Town since that time. Leon and the others had found their original world, all the other worlds had been restored once they defeated Ansem… He supposed that it simply didn’t have a need to return. He felt sad at that. He missed it… if only a little. It had been the first world, ignoring his original one, that he had been to.

Chip and Dale contact them and Goofy asks if they’re alright. Chip confirms it and says that Minnie and Daisy are okay as well.

Mickey couldn’t help the small sigh of relief that went through him when Chip confirmed that Minnie was okay. He knew she was strong and capable, it had been one of the things that had drawn him to her, but he still couldn’t help but worry whenever he was away from the Disney Castle. Especially because he knew that being away was his own fault and not something out of their control. Once we get out of here, before we tackle whatever danger is in the future, I’ll visit Minnie, he promised himself. I want to see her. Plus, I need to show Riku around and get him his own room.

Donald asks why they called then, and Chip explains that they were looking into the Ocean Between in an effort to figure out why there were so many Heartless.

“Well, we know that now,” Sora murmured. He wondered why he hadn’t told them that back then. Perhaps it was because he was still surprised at the communication. He hadn’t been expecting it.

Goofy thanks him and Minnie appears on the communicator, eliciting a reaction from both Donald and Goofy.

Mickey perked up when he saw his wife. Sure, he had seen her a couple of times during the year Sora spent asleep, but mostly from a distance. He had constantly been trying to run around, keeping the Organization contained, keeping an eye on Riku, so he hadn’t actually seen her in over a year.

He missed her.

Minnie tells them that more and more stars are disappearing and says that Mickey must be terribly worried as well. She asks them to help the king and the Keybearer to save the worlds.

At least, when Minnie said that, she included them, Aqua thought, working to try and put her mind back on track from everything she had figured out. How was she going to tell Terra? Her hands twitched. And she couldn’t have known that Sora was listening. She also could have been unaware that the “Key Bearer” was a teenager. Still, more and more adults putting responsibilities on Sora. The kid was fourteen at the time.

Goofy says she can count on them and the signal cuts off. Sora asks who that was and Goofy says that it’s from the Castle, mentioning that they promised after they found everyone, they would take everyone over to the Castle.

“That offer still stands Sora,” Mickey told him, smiling at the way the boy lit up slightly. “To all three of you. It would be nice for you to see the Castle.”

“Of course,” Sora chirped, smile breaking across his face. He didn’t know if he should tell Mickey… “Though, I’ve already been there.”

“You have?” Mickey asked, surprise shooting through him. When had Sora gone to the Disney Castle? He wracked his brain. It could have been during his journey after awakening but… wouldn’t have Mickey seen it? Unless he was busy with either Riku or Ansem…

Riku echoed Mickey’s question, turning to face the boy. It must have been during his journey around the worlds after the year asleep but… There were very few times he hadn’t been shadowing him, keeping him safe. Working to keep his vow.

“Yep, Donald, Goofy, and I visited just a few weeks ago,” Sora recounted. “We had to protect something called the “Cornerstone.”

“The Cornerstone was in danger?” Mickey asked, a shred of panic entering his tone. If the Cornerstone was damaged in any way, the aftereffects could be catastrophic. And it was too important to-

“Yes, but it’s better now,” Sora reassured him. “We fixed it.”

Mickey relaxed slightly at the reassurance, but it only strengthened his resolve to return home once they were out of there. One, to check in with Minnie. Two, because now he also had to check on the Cornerstone. His mood dropped slightly. The mere idea of the Cornerstone being broken, being gone… He couldn’t deal with it. Not when it was the last thing he had of his brother.

Donald says that he has to meet Minnie and Daisy and Sora agrees, the Gummiship then moves into a warp hole to get to Hollow Bastion.

“They were very nice,” Sora confirmed with a nod, remembering meeting the two women. “Though I think Minnie misses you,” he told Mickey.

Mickey nodded. “I miss her too.”

The Gummiship lands in Hollow Bastion, the three of them getting out and moving towards the Castle, fighting Heartless the whole way.

Riku looked away. He’s only there for the princesses, his mind hissed at him. He’s only there for the princess. But Sora had said to Leon that he still had a friend there.

While fighting, Goofy wonders if the Heartless were possibly like Sora, once somebodies from somewhere who just lost their hearts.

Axel snorted quietly before pausing. Well, it seemed obvious to him now, that knowledge that he had been living with for the past eleven years, the knowledge that out there a Heartless existed that held the last remaining parts of his heart. Out of all of them, Marluxia seemed to be the only one whose heart had stayed with him, in the form of the creature he could control. Or at least, that was what Xigbar had said, and Marluxia had never argued with the older man’s assessment of the creature. But, Marluxia has always struck him as odd, even before he figured out the whole “overthrow the Organization” plot. Axel technically wasn’t supposed to know this, but before, when Saix actually told him things, he had been informed that Marluxia in his first couple of weeks, had acted very similar to how Roxas had acted in his first weeks, something that hadn’t happened with any of the other members. Except Larxene. And Marluxia hadn’t been much older than Roxas was, at the time.

Coincidence? He didn’t know. Saix had always told him, when he was younger, that his mind was going to get him in trouble. All he knew that before he fully gave up and fell into the apathy, the way Xigbar looked Marluxia had used to creep him out. It didn’t help that the older man had been the one to “find” the boy, already a Nobody. If Xigbar was to be believed.

He didn’t know what he believed anymore.

Sora says maybe but that they can’t let anything stop them right now. Donald says that they’re not going to lose when a roar sounds through the air.

“The Beast?” Xion asked, recognizing that roar from the time she had been in the Beast’s Castle. He had been… not scary, but unnerving in his protection of Belle and the others. Maybe it was because she didn’t have a heart to understand it.

Sora nodded.

As Sora and the others move towards the Castle, The Beast joins them, telling them they might need his strength. Sora asks where Belle is and Beast replies that she’s still in the Castle.

Doing her job as a Princess of Heart, Kairi thought. Something I’ve been lacking to do. Not anymore. I’ll be the best Princess of Heart and Keyblade Wielder. That way, I’ll always be able to stay with Sora. No matter what.

Goofy asks if she was stopped by the Heartless and Beast says that she stayed for a reason, along with the other Princesses. Donald wonders why and Sora says they should go ask them.

“Did you miss Leon’s whole explanation?” Vanitas asked with a raise of his eyebrow. “He said why they were probably staying.” Sora looked to the side, a blush coloring his cheeks darker.

“I forgot,” Sora muttered, and Vanitas rolled his eyes. If he had ever forgotten something like that, especially so soon after hearing it? The results… would not be pretty. Blood spattering the ground, his chest feeling raw and burned from the amount of Unversed killed by Master Xehanort. Shivering and shaking as the temperature dropped as night came and unable to gather enough power to create a Fire spell, like he usually did each night.

The four of them fight their way back through Hollow Bastion, entering the Castle itself. Donald sees the Beast going off on his own and calls to Sora, causing the three of them to follow him.

“He’s not that much of a team player, is he?” Terra asked and both Roxas and Sora chuckled. Sora flicked his gaze to his Nobody.

“Have you met him?” He asked, sensing the recognition that was in the movement and Roxas huffed, looking off to the side.

“Yes,” he responded. “A couple of times.” At least, he had seen him. But that counted, right?

“Cool,” Sora responded. Roxas paused. He didn’t know how he expected Sora to respond to that, but it wasn’t… like that.

They end up in the library when the Beast and Belle reunite, hugging.

Xion and Sora both smiled at the reunion, happy for the two of them.

Belle sees them after backing up from the Beast and asks them if they are here to seal the Keyhole. Sora warns her that it’s dangerous there and asks why she’s staying.

“Where are the others?” Aqua asked.

“In the Keyhole room,” Sora explained. “Belle just came to search for Beast.”

Belle explains that they’ve been holding back the Keyhole with their power, but they can’t for much longer.

Should have done, should have done, Kairi thought. Shouldn’t have been left behind again.

Sora says they’ll take care of it and Belle says they should head to the grand hall then, where the other princesses are waiting. They head off.

“How are they able to move about the Castle?” Terra asked, watching them move. “Wouldn’t their light be so bright that all the Heartless would attack them for it?”

“Well…” Sora trailed off. He didn’t… actually know. “I don’t know. I suppose I never questioned it.”

“Well, Heartless don’t attack me,” Kairi piped up, remembering the Castle that Never Was. “Unless I attack them first. And then they do. But if I’m just walking about, they don’t.” She got several looks of surprise at that, Sora included. Ven wondered if the same applied to him.

“I reckon that it’s from the lack of darkness in your heart,” Mickey said, gaining their attention. “Heartless are drawn to everyone because almost everyone has some form of darkness in their heart which the Heartless can exploit and cause the person to fall and become a Heartless themselves. But you, and the others, having no darkness at all, wouldn’t appeal that much to a Heartless, because they couldn’t turn you into a Heartless.”

“Huh,” Riku mused, giving Kairi a look. “I thought it strange that you only started to be attacked in the Castle once you started fighting them first.” Kairi shrugged.

Sora and the others enter the hall, where the other princesses are. Cinderella moves forward and introduces herself, mentioning that they’ve been waiting for him and that her world had already disappeared.

Aqua’s eyes widened as she laid eyes on her friend, a sad smile moving across her face. Cinderella looked older. Not so much that it was clearly visible, and she might not even be as old she would have been, if she didn’t age while imprisoned by Maleficent and Ansem, but it was enough that Aqua could see it. She had thought of Cinderella often while traversing in the Realm of Darkness, especially after finding the Castle in the Realm of Darkness. A pang went through her heart. Everything she had lost… Terra, Ven, Eraqus, Cinderella, Stitch, Zack, everyone she had met and known. All gone from her in some way.

Terra looked at Aqua through the corner of his eye, a smirk growing on his face slightly. Not that he was going to say anything, but for all Aqua had ranted to him through the years of their childhoods about how unrealistic love at first sight was, it clearly hadn’t stopped her from developing at least some sort of crush on the girl on the screen. He wasn’t an idiot, despite what many would say. He could read Aqua like an open book.

Sora asks where Ansem is and Aurora steps forward, introducing herself and saying that the darkness from the Keyhole moved forward and swallowed him, making him vanish.

Terra looked away from the screen when Aurora moved forward, the good mood he had abruptly washing away. He still… didn’t know whether or not that had been him. Of course, when the memory had flashed across his mind when he had watched Xehanort subject those kids to the experiment, Xehanort had gleefully told him that there was no way he didn’t do himself by some capacity, but he had done his best to not start believing Xehanort’s words. He had seen what it had done the last time he did. Still, it lingered in his mind.

“She can’t catch a break, can she?” Ven muttered, recognizing the woman from the Enchanted Domain. The same place Maleficent was from. The same woman who Maleficent had menaced before.

Snow White says that even though Ansem is gone the flood of darkness hasn’t stopped and that they’re working together to hold it back. Sora asks who she is, and she introduces herself.

Both Ven and Terra grimaced. They remembered her world and what had happened there. Ven still needed an answer from Terra about what had actually happened…

Aurora says that even as the darkness consumed him, he was smiling.

Riku shivered, looking away. He hadn’t thought he would ever think this, but he was glad that his heart ended up in the Realm of Darkness. He didn’t know how much he could have taken watching, especially fighting against Sora after everything he had seen. Everything that had been reminded to him.

Jasmine tells him to hurry, and that the darkness is going to escape the Keyhole. Alice says they can’t hold it back for much longer.

Aqua… could give them the benefit of the doubt. They were all probably exhausted, no short way confused, and able to feel the darkness that was attempting to drown the worlds. So, she couldn’t really blame them for placing for expectations on Sora.

At the same time, Sora could really use an adult who wasn’t going to ask him how he planned to save the world this week.

Sora says they’re on it and Snow White says that they’ll do what they could in the meantime. Cinderella says that apparently the Keyhole manifested from their power but that she has a hard time believing it, saying that she didn’t think she had any power like that.

Kairi could relate with the other Princess of Heart. Even now, with hard, concrete proof, it was still hard to believe. She had a feeling she wasn’t the only one who thought that.

Sora says that he never thought he’d wield the Keyblade either and Cinderella supposes that it’s true, giving Sora a faint look.

“Why is she looking at you like that?” Naminé asked, tipping her head to the side. Even in Sora’s memories, he hadn’t known, but maybe some of the others did.

“Well, eleven years ago now Terra, Ven, and I visited her world,” Aqua explained. “She at least saw me use my Keyblade.”

“Mine as well,” Terra agreed. “She probably recognized the weapon.”

“I wish she would have told me,” Sora mentioned. It would have done wonders for him had he known that he wasn’t the only one out there, the only Keyblade Wielder. Of course, he knew it now, but it would have been a nice thing to know.

Aurora says she is glad that she’s not alone and that if the Keyhole only needed one of them, it would have been terribly lonely.

Well, do Ven and I count? Vanitas thought, in a vein of thought that was slightly hysterical, but he was still… dealing with all the revelations that had come out. There was no way the Master hadn’t known something. Unless, he hadn’t chosen to tell him, which would have been much more likely than Master Xehanort not knowing something. That must have been it. Ven and I together created one whole heart, so does that mean we’re one whole person? To Master Xehanort, it would. It used to for him.

Alice says that Sora helped her during the trial and that it’s her turn to help everyone else. Snow White says that someone very dear to her is missing, so she doesn’t want any other worlds to disappear and do that to someone else.

“I wonder who she’s talking about,” Xion murmured. “Perhaps someone like Beast?” Someone she loved. Xion mulled over the word in her head. She wondered if she and the others could feel love, even though it was an emotion. It certainly felt like they could feel it. Why else would Axel have attempted to go against the Organization’s wishes in order to save her? Why else would Roxas have felt so much grief when he destroyed her? Why else would she have been so scared to die, not wanting to leave the others alone?

Belle says that she has the Beast with her, but she wishes to go home, and Jasmine says that she’s worried about Aladdin and Agrabah. Goofy says that it’ll all be okay and they’ll take care of it.

“And we did,” Sora murmured, with a hint of pride. They had. They had defeated Ansem, saved the worlds. And it wasn’t like they stopped there.

Sora walks up to the arch, heading through it with Donald and Goofy. They see the Keyhole in the distance before a giant Heartless slams down in front of them.

Naminé was, thankfully, not the only one to scream. Kairi shrieked in surprise as well, sitting bold upright on the couch and nearly falling off of it. Xion yelped, drowning out the sound of Roxas’s own surprise, basically falling into Axel’s lap as she went boneless in surprise. Ven gasped, rocketing backwards into Terra’s side, feeling the older man close his arms around him on instinct. Aqua jumped, as did Mickey, both of them getting the familiar instinct to reach for their Keyblades but not being able to reach it. Vanitas flinched badly, hands clenching around the arms of his chair as he threw himself back into it, breath picking up quickly as he forced himself not to summon the Unversed like he wanted to. Riku went stiff, hands circling around one of Sora’s arms as if to reassure himself that the younger boy was still there.

“Well,” Sora said after a second, his own breathing going fast as his heart raced. “I forgot about that.”

“No kidding,” Kairi hissed out, one hand pressed to her chest as she worked to regulate her breathing. Naminé had pulled her knees up to her chest in an effort to be as small as possible and only dared to look out after a couple of seconds. She was used to fear, yes, she had lived with it for almost her entire life. Fear of Larxene, Fear of DiZ. But she wasn’t used to this heart stopping, gut wrenching fear that came from… what did Sora call them in his memories? Jump scares?

Axel had looked down in concern when Xion had fallen into him, raising an eyebrow at the two teenagers who looked sufficiently scared. Maybe it was just him but… by all accounts, they shouldn’t be able to get scared. They were Nobodies; They didn’t have emotions. And fear was definitely an emotion.

Ven pushed himself off Terra after a second, knowing that Terra wouldn’t push him off himself, even if the position was uncomfortable for the older Keyblade Wielder. That was just who Terra was.

“Are you okay, Ven?” Aqua asked, curling one hand into a fist to try and soothe her own racing heart, turning her gaze to the younger boy. He nodded, lacing his fingers together. He just… hadn’t been expecting that.

Mickey wanted to reach out to the young girl in the chair near him, make sure she was okay, but he didn’t know how she would react. She still looked rather high-strung.

Vanitas forced his breathing back into a normal pattern, something he was well used to from all the times he had to make sure he didn’t look weak in front of Master Xehanort during one of their training sessions. The Unversed thankfully didn’t spring forth from his lack of heart, giving him a little bit of relief. He didn’t need that on top of everything.

Sora and the others fight the Heartless until they destroy it.

Riku and Kairi relaxed slightly once they saw that the Heartless had been destroyed. They knew their friend was capable, they knew it, but it still scared them. Especially when Sora didn’t warn them of something happening before it did.

Sora looks to the Keyhole, lifting his Keyhole to seal it. A white light comes out from it, sealing the Keyhole.

If only that had beat Ansem, Riku thought. If only that could have been it.

The three of them walk out back into the hall to see Leon, Aerith, and Yuffie. Sora asks them what they’re doing there and Yuffie replies that they came in Cid’s ship, with Aerith explaining that this was their childhood home and they wanted to see it again.

Sora smiled, happy that they managed to make it back to their world. They had done such a good job restoring it in the year he was asleep.

Something flickered in his mind, the briefest image of a man and an empty room, riddles being spoken in place of words.

Was he forgetting something?

Leon says that it’s in worse shape than he thought and that it used to be such a peaceful place.

Axel contained the snort of amusement that went through him. Yes, unless you managed to cross paths with the two teenagers that had far too much time on their hands and disconnected or busy guardians that let them roam the town as long as they were home by dinner.

Aerith comforts Leon by reminding him that once they defeat Ansem, all should be restored.

“Except, Radiant Garden didn’t recover, not completely,” Mickey said looking down. “I wonder why.”

“Because the damage done to Radiant Garden was different,” Axel said shortly, words becoming clipped as memories flashed in front of his eyes. The coats on him and Isa, the beasts clawing and scratching. Watching their world collapse with nothing they could do, freshly heartless and alone except for the people who had done that to them.

“It was?” Kairi asked, eyes widening. She wanted to learn more about her home world, more than she knew.

Axel grimaced. “In a way, at least. Radiant Garden didn’t die fast, like yours did. Plus there is also whatever Maleficent did to it that made it come back like this.”

Aerith tells Sora that his Island will come back as well, and Sora is surprised.

“Sora, did you not think your Island was coming back?” Aqua asked hoping her voice sounded level. She didn’t… Had fourteen-year-old Sora been going through all this thinking that Riku and Kairi were the only people still alive from his Island? Including his family and all his other friends?

“I mean… I didn’t really know,” Sora replied, rubbing the back of his head and looking away. “I didn't know anything about the worlds and everyone I talked to made it sound like a world falling to darkness was permanent and gone.”

“Was that why you searched for me and Kairi so much?” Riku asked, eyes widening. It hadn’t really occurred to him either, during that time, that his home was gone. Maleficent had carefully kept that information from him, hiding it away, and even once he had found out, he had been so entrenched in darkness and the quest for Kairi’s heart that it hadn’t really bothered him. After that, Mickey had reassured him that his world had returned to the light as well as all the people on it.

“Maybe,” Sora admitted with a sigh and Kairi made a cut off sound, instead moving forward and wrapping her arms around the boy.

“Your moms are fine,” she whispered out. “I promise. Moya still runs her fruit stand. Kaze just got a new boat to fish farther out. I promise they’re both still alive. Tidus and Wakka are still as annoying as ever and Selphie is still the smartest person in our class.”

“I know Kairi, I know,” Sora told her, trying to reassure her. Behind him, he could feel Riku’s hand settle on his back, a silent comfort. “I know, and I can’t wait to see them again once we get out of here.”

Aqua sucked in a breath, trying to keep herself steady. Even after everything, when everything was happening, she still had the knowledge that the Land of Departure was still there, was still her home and she could go back to it anytime, even if it was changed. Not having that… she couldn’t imagine.

Kairi sat back with a sniffle, doing her best not to show Sora her wavering emotions. It’s fine, Sora’s coming home now.

Roxas wondered what it would be like to have an home to go back to.

Yuffie says that it also means goodbye and Aerith explains that once the worlds are restored, they’ll all be separated again.

“One day,” Riku muttered, thinking back to Aqua’s and Terra’s explanation, along with their own travel. “Someone is going to tell me ‘the worlds are now separate, and you can’t visit them’ and I’ll believe them.” He sighed, thinking back to everything they had gone through. “Today is not that day.”

Sora couldn’t help the snort of laughter that escaped him.

Sora says that he’ll visit them in the Gummiship and Leon says that it’s not that simple.

“Feels that simple,” Sora murmured, a bubble of laughter still in his chest from Riku’s remark. He knew he didn’t know all the intricacies of traveling in the Ocean Between, along with all the 'sealing the Keyholes' and 'following the connections', but he was still traveling it fine.

Aerith says before this no one knew about the other worlds because they were all separated by invisible walls and that the Heartless destroyed these walls. Leon says that restoring the worlds will also restore the walls.

“Well, there are ways around that,” Ven said, remembering his own gallivant around the worlds trying to find Terra. “There are always ways to other worlds.” In his head, a book sat on the table in front of him. “Data Worlds.” “Projections.” He pressed his hand to the side of his head, massaging his temple. He didn’t know what it was that had triggered the headaches, because he hadn’t had them since he had first awoken with no memory. Perhaps he needed to drink more water?

Axel, Roxas, and Xion found themselves agreeing with him. They had never had any problems moving across the worlds, even with these “invisible walls”.

Donald asks if that means that they won’t be able to fly the Gummiship and Leon says that it’ll be useless. Sora asks if he’s saying that they’ll never see each other again.

“But you didn’t,” Kairi said, trying to cheer Sora up, who gave her a smile. “You saw them again.”

“I did,” he responded. “And I’ll see them after this. Our hearts are connected after all.” They’re my power, he thought. My friends are my power.

Goofy realizes that it means that Sora won’t be able to visit the Disney Castle and Sora says they won’t be able to see Destiny Island. Leon tells him that they may never meet again but that they won’t forget each other.

“You’re a part of each other’s hearts,” Ven murmured. “You’ll always be able to know them.” Pink hair, black hats, red scarves, and star shaped earrings.

Aerith says that no matter where they are their hearts will bring them back together.

Xion smiled softly. That sounded wonderful. She wished that there was something similar for herself, Axel, and Roxas, even with their lack of hearts.

Yuffie mentions that she couldn’t forget Sora if she tried. He asks her what that means, and she laughs.

Kairi snickered at Sora’s offence and Sora pouted, leaning back into Riku’s side. Not seeing the way Riku froze ever so briefly at the initiated contact with almost no preface before forcing himself to relax.

Alice tells Sora that she can feel the darkness getting weaker, but Jasmine says that she can feel something dark and sinister. Aurora says that it’s the heart of the darkness and that it must be where Ansem went.

“The Door to Darkness,” Mickey murmured, remembering it well. Sora, glad that he had already leaned back, leaned further, reaching up one hand to snatch one of Riku’s and holding it close. It was fine, he wasn’t going to lose Riku again. He wasn’t. Not to himself, not to the darkness. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts.

Sora says that they’ll take the Gummiship and deal with it. Cinderella says that it is an answer worthy of a Keyblade Master.

Did you know, Ella? Aqua wondered, watching her friend. Such a small amount of time they had spent together, but she didn't think she had ever clicked with someone so fast in her life. Or did you see me in him? Or Terra? Have you wondered what happened to us, wondered about where we could possibly in the worlds? Or did you forget about us as easily as the worlds did?

Aerith stops him from leaving, revealing that they found the last piece of Ansem’s report in the library.

Roxas threw his hands up in the air. “I though they already found the end of it!” He exclaimed. He was getting real sick of listening to that man talk to himself as he did catastrophic decisions that would lead to the destruction of Axel’s homeworld. At least, Roxas was pretty sure it was Axel’s homeworld. He had made several references to it during the watching, something that only someone from there could have known. So, it was probably Axel’s homeworld. He would have to ask him later.

“I think there is more after this,” Sora admitted with a wince, thinking back, trying to scratch at his memories. “I think we found one more piece after this.” Roxas sat back with some incoherent grumbling. Xion patted his arm consolingly.

Sora asks if that means that they found the whole thing. Aerith says that Ansem disappeared when the world fell to darkness and that they believed that he died defending the people from the Heartless.

Roxas barked out a laugh. Please, like that man would think of anything other than himself and revenge.

Axel tipped his head to the side slightly. Well, kinda, he thought. From what I could gather he was trying to stop Xehanort. Who was darkness incarnate by that point. I think. Speaking of… His eyes moved back to Terra. He hadn’t really thought about it when seeing the man, too caught up in getting his kids back and the confusion of their situation. But now, after his mind had been pulled over and over into the past against his will, he could see it.

Could see that Terra looked identical to Xehanort except that Xehanort had white hair and yellow eyes. There was no way it didn’t mean nothing, but it didn’t always have to be worst case scenario. Roxas and Ven looked exactly the same from no fault of their own. Perhaps something to bring up later.

Goofy realizes that Ansem was the one to bring them there and Aerith says he’s correct, saying that he was always thought of as a sage but clearly that wasn’t true. Goofy asks Aerith to read the last page for them.

Roxas moved to rub at his temples. He would only have to go through this two more times. Nothing more.

“Opening the door to a world’s heart causes its walls to crumble. The fragments are seen as shooting stars. The material known as Gummi blocks are in fact pieces of those walls, which surrounds the worlds.”

“Wait really?” Sora exclaimed, turning to Mickey in question. But Mickey was also shocked.

“I suppose,” Mickey murmured, thinking it over. “That seems very possible. It also explains why we get so many people, if we have no walls around our world.”

“That explains how there was Gummi in the Jungle,” Naminé said quietly. “If the walls had just been broken by the Heartless then Gummi would have fallen onto the world. Meaning that Donald and Goofy could have easily found a piece of it.” Mickey nodded in agreement.

“Still, the Gummis are part of walls?” Sora wondered. “That’s so cool.”

“Weren’t you there?” Vanitas asked with a raised eyebrow. How had this child been a great savior of the worlds if he forgot stuff so easily? “You heard Aerith say these things.”

Sora paused before shrugging. “I forgot,” he said, repeating his earlier statement, and Vanitas looked away with a growl. How could it be so… easy for him? No fear in his eyes, at all. Vanitas didn’t know how to feel about that.

“Supposing that the appearance of the Heartless is the cause of the walls collapsing… then I cannot allow that key, called the Keyblade, to close the doors. I will be unable to see the hearts of the worlds.”

Mickey looked down in sadness, hearing the words written by his old friend. That he deliberately wanted to keep doors open to the darkness. How had he missed it?

“If the princesses and the Keyblade are connected, they should resonate.”

“The Princesses?” Xion questioned, tipping her head to the side. “What does DiZ know about the princesses? He never mentioned them before.” Several of them blinked in surprise, taken aback by the detail brough up by the girl. Ansem had never been interested in the princesses before. So why would he be writing about them?

Terra curled his hands into fists, digging his nails into his palms. He remembered, he knew. He remembered watching Xehanort pen this report, having already taken the name and guise of the old sage, deciding to continue to write the pages as if it was actually Ansem. Perhaps to cover his tracks better.

That man who had been a mishmash of Terra and Xehanort and twisted in so many ways never had any limits after all. Perhaps he really should be calling him something different in his head, because it wasn't Master Xehanort mainly in control of that body, but it wasn't like he had another name for him.

“I have chosen a particular girl to send off into the Ocean Between and observe.”

Sora wonders if he’s talking about Kairi.

“I was… sent to Destiny Islands?” Kairi’s voice was breathless in confusion, sitting up and staring at the screen like it might give her answers. “I thought… I thought I just ended up there. I was… sent there?”

“By DiZ?” Roxas questioned, wrinkling his nose. What could have possibly been the point of that.

Axel, on the other hand, was reeling. Kairi was from Radiant Garden? As in, his homeworld Radiant Garden? He had heard some murmurs from their couch, especially when the pictures came up in the jungle world, and had thought her interest in the world strange, but it hadn’t occurred to him that she could be from his world. And she had been sent to Destiny Islands?

Perhaps it had been for the best, because no one else had survived. Just the few that had managed to escape to Traverse Town and Kairi apparently, but no one else. But him and Saix.

What was so special about the girl that she would be sent, not counting her being a Princess of Heart. How had Xehanort even found her?

“Kairi, I can see your brain working,” Sora told her, gently but firmly. “Just because you were apparently sent to Destiny Islands doesn’t change anything. Nothing at all.”

“But… why?” She asked, sounding more unsure that Sora had ever heard from her. “Why me?”

“You’re a Princess of Heart,” Aqua said. “There’s a good chance that’s why. If he could tell some how that you were special like that, that might have been why you were chosen.”

“Why could DiZ sense that though?”

“I have a feeling we’re missing some things,” Mickey said to the group. This… didn’t sound like Ansem. He knew he didn’t know his friend as well as he thought he had but…

Something was off here.

Was it possible... that this was-?

Goofy wonders about the hearts of the worlds and Aerith guesses it’s like the core that Ansem was trying to reach.

“Just as people have hearts, so do worlds. Each one of the stars scattered in the night sky is a world and deep withing lies a door to its heart.”

“That’s a lot of worlds,” Naminé whispered, remembering the few times she had seen the stars out at night while living in Twilight Town. Every single one of them was a world? Maybe that meant that there was a world out there where she and… he could go and disappear. Far from the world and people that had hurt them.

“The Heartless come from people’s hearts, as does the darkness. And the Heartless seek to return to a greater heart.”

Terra’s eyes slammed closed and he took in a shuddering breath. He remembered, he has seen in through his Xehanort’s his Xehanort’s eyes, exhausted and tired from his attempts to stop Xehanort from influencing their vessel into sending Ansem to the Realm of Darkness. He had seen their vessel write the report, had seen him, and attempted to stop him, from tracking down and kidnapping the girl. He had seen it and, unlike past circumstances, there had been absolutely nothing he could do to stop it. Master Xehanort hadn’t answered his questions, hadn’t taken clear delight in the ways the vessel was dark. Instead, he seemed almost... intrigued. 

Terra jolted in slight surprise when Aqua’s hand landed on his shoulder and he turned to look at her, seeing concern in her eyes. Had she figure it out? Had she realized that this Ansem was some broken factions of him and Xehanort?

He gave her a small smile, attempting to reassure her. She didn’t need his problems. He could deal with them on his own.

“The core of a world’s heart—even I cannot know what might be found in such a place. I must find out.”

Why though? Mickey thought. Why must you?

“There I will pursue the answers to these mysteries, the mysteries of the heart. And when I encounter the world’s heart, I will become all-knowing.”

Axel paused. This, now this was Xehanort. This must be after he had banished Ansem but before he killed the rest of the scientists and became Ansem and Xemnas. He had thought that after banishing the old scientist, he had immediately moved on to his next plan, but clearly that wasn't the case. Had Xehanort done something before he split, under Ansem’s name? Had he sent Kairi to Destiny Islands?

“My path is set. My body is too frail for such a journey, but I must do this. I will cast it off and ascend… I will plunge into the depths of darkness.”

“Oh, okay that makes sense,” Axel muttered aloud after the report ended, everything clicking into place for him.

“What makes sense?” Riku asked, raising an eyebrow at the older man and Axel sighed.

“That’s not Ansem,” he said bluntly, getting several looks in the process.

“But the report-?” Kairi started but Axel was already shaking his head.

“Still not Ansem,” he continued. “Before Radiant Garden truly fell, the apprentices of Ansem the Wise banded together to banish him to the Realm of Darkness, I believe, on account of him no longer approving or allowing their experiments. After this, one of the apprentices, the ringleader of them, took his name. You might have encountered half of him as Xemnas.” Riku jolted in surprise at the words, looking at Axel with wide eyes. Sora's eyes widened, remembering Radiant Garden in an instant. With everything that had happened since then, it had almost slipped his mind, he didn't really care about the backstory of the man trying to kill him and everyone else, but it was all coming back to him now. “But I knew him as Xehanort.”

Vanitas choked on his breath at the name, hands curling into fists so fast that they completely bypassed the arms of the chair and instead bit deeply into his palms. Ven sucked in a deep breath, nearly choking on his own breath much like Vanitas had done. Aqua’s eyes slammed closed as her worst fears had been confirmed. Mickey and Terra both flinched.

“Umm, what was that?” Roxas asked, having seen both Ven’s and Vanitas’s reactions.

“Did you say Xehanort?” Ven spat out, worry and fear making his voice shrill. At this, the Destiny Trio all looked to the couch, taken aback by the reactions from the older Keyblade Wielders. Sora tipped his head to the side. Was there more to the story?

“I did?” Axel responded. “Why?”

“Master Xehanort was the Keyblade Wielder who betrayed us eleven years ago,” Aqua answered, voice dull and blank. “He was a good friend of our master’s but he used this friendship to manipulate and separate us.” Expressions of horror were making their way across the teenagers’ faces who didn’t know. Vanitas was working to try and get his emotions back under control. “He was the one to orchestrate everything. He possessed Terra and his apprentice, Vanitas, was the one to cause Ven to sleep for a decade.” Several gazes were leveled at the darkness user as Aqua talked, but he couldn’t find it in him to care. Master was still around, he was still alive, still working on his plan, still being a manipulative-

“Wait, he possessed you?” Riku asked, head snapping to Terra, who looked down and couldn’t look back up.

“Well, that makes sense why you look exactly like him then,” Axel mused. “That was your body, wasn’t it? That would become Ansem and Xemnas?”

“What?” Sora exclaimed but Terra flinched backwards further and Aqua sat up straight, her own worry being pushed back as her protective side came out fully, getting ready to tear into Axel if he so much as hinted that he blamed Terra for anything.

But instead, Axel simply shook his head. “I always thought there was something strange about him.”

“Wait, wait, wait, back up.” Kairi came up in a slow down gesture, successfully dragging the attention back to her. She was also reeling slightly from Axel's words, as that would imply that he was from Radiant Garden as well, but she supposed, in the grand scheme of things, that wasn't too much of a surprise. It seemed that the universe really was a small world, even though there were countless of them. “So, this person, Master, Keyblade Wielder?” At Aqua’s nod, she swallowed. “Okay, Keyblade Master who was evil, who taught that one.” She pointed at Vanitas, who was finally managing to get his breathing back together and his brain was no longer going ten thought tracks a second. “Who was the reason the three of you ended up in such bad situations, possessed Terra’s body and ended up as an apprentice under Ansem, at some point taking his name, for some reason, before splitting into Ansem and Xemnas.” A beat. “The two major threats in the past year.”

“Yes,” Mickey admitted, and Kairi slumped backwards, all the fight seemingly drained out of her. Sora copied the gesture but instead threw himself over Riku, leaning on his chest and side.

“So, all the threats in the past eleven years, that we know of, have been this guy?” Sora asked, voice faint, he had already known about Ansem and Xemnas but this was even more than that, and Terra nodded.

“It looks like that,” Ven responded. Sora covered his face with a hand.

Axel raised an eyebrow. Well, that’s where Xemnas got all his ability to manipulate people then. Apparently, it’s a passable trait.

“Oh,” Naminé said quietly, pulling her knees to her chest. When Sora said it like that…

Mickey stared down at his lap. He should have said something, should have done something then, should have explained more, but the second he heard the name Xehanort, eleven years ago and that day in Radiant Garden with Sora and the others, he had completely shut down.

It couldn't have been that Xehanort, it couldn't have.

Aerith says that Ansem abandoned his own body and Sora says that it’s weird, mentioning that Ansem did only for himself as well.

All of them jumped as the screen continued, having thoroughly forgotten about the screen that showed the past.

“When this ends,” Aqua said softly. “We need to talk. I think we need to try and figure out a timeline or story.” She didn’t get any arguments. Most of them were still reeling from the dropped information.

Aerith says he then opened the door.

“Him being Xehanort, apparently,” Riku murmured, but his mind was still going fast. Terra, the man who had probably been the one to give him his Keyblade, who had seemed to big and strong and had been from the outside world, had been hurt and possessed by this man. Who had then hurt him and Sora and countless others. Hey, you were also possessed by him, his mind thought, slightly hysterically. Like master, like apprentice, right? You had the same weaknesses.

Sora says that they’ll close it, and Aerith says she hopes so. Snow White tells Sora that his courage can bring back the worlds.

Usually, Aqua would be worried by a comment like that. And she still was. But she was still reeling from the revelation that she had been right, that it was still Xehanort and he was still hurting people like he had hurt her and Terra and Ven and Master Eraqus and who knew who else.

Cinderella says that once the darkness is gone, everything will go back to normal. Leon says just like they were able to return to Hollow Bastion, everyone will return to their worlds.

And it did happen, Kairi thought, remembering the falling stars. She cursed herself quietly under her breath. If only she hadn’t fallen asleep in Cid’s ship on the way to Radiant Garden. Perhaps she could have said more to Sora before he had left. Maybe she would have been able to confess her feelings then. Instead, she had awoken once Sora was gone and had only been able to talk to the other princesses. Not that there had been anything wrong with talking to them. Instead, it had been quite nice but it would have be nice as well to talk to Sora.

Sora remembers their Island and asks if Kairi will be there, getting an affirmative from Cinderella.

“Sora?” Kairi questioned, trying to not let the hope enter her voice. Why had Sora asked specifically if she was going to be there? Had he also, like her, hoped to see her again?

“I was worried if you being in Traverse Town was going to mess with it,” he admitted to her and she smiled at him, doing her best to tamp down the slight disappointment.

“Well, it didn’t,” she told him. “And I was in Radiant Garden.”

“You were?!” He asked, more like yelped, and Kairi gave him an amused look.

“Yes Sora, I was,” she told him. “I was just asleep in Cid’s ship.”

“I should have seen you,” he told her and she smiled.

“It’s okay, you’re here now.”

Sora says that they can’t go home until they found Riku and the King, checking in with Goofy and Donald.

Riku flinched. Sora should have gone home, should have gone with Kairi, he thought. I would have been fine on my own. Mickey was watching over me and perhaps, had everything not gone to pieces due to Sora’s memory loss, perhaps he would have trained me properly. Then I could have watched over the worlds like I should have done, keeping the worlds safe for you should you have ever chosen to venture outside of Destiny Islands again. Sora, why didn’t you go home?

Donald says right and that they’re going to look for them. With that, the three of them leave the hall.

As the screen went black, several glances were exchanged across the room and some people tensed up in preparation for the conversation they were going to have. It was probably necessary to have it before they moved on.

Notes:

I wanna strangle this chapter. So badly. This thing fought me the entire time I attempted to write it. It was painful. But thankfully, my writer's block left this afternoon, so I wrote a good two thirds of it all at once and now you have it. siiigh. I wanna sleep.

Some Notes:
1. Who caught the Oswald reference? I'm taking some inspiration from Epic Mickey, which is another Disney video game, but adding my own flair to it. Mickey, in the Kingdom Hearts Lore, is someone, to me, whose life has been shaped by loss. He lost Aqua, Terra, and Ven. He lost Ansem. And we don't know who else. So Mickey dealt with this by not dealing with it, locking away the memories and not speaking about it unless absolutely having to. So, I'm taking this premise and making it worse. Mickey has been through some stuff and I will elaborate on it later, but keep that in mind. Mickey has lost so many people and he doesn't deal with it well.
2. Kaze and Moya are the names of Sora's mothers in this story. They are both Japanese words, Moya meaning Cloud and Kaze meaning Wind. I thought I would link it back to the sky, like Sora. I don't speak Japanese and I just searched up these words, so if I got something wrong, I invite you to tell me. Tell me what to change or fix and I'll do it immediately. I don't want to mess up on those names.
3. I understand if people think the reaction to Xehanort was too tame but A) we haven't truly gotten there yet and B) you're working with people who are masters at emotional repression. Believe me, all the ones that know are all freaking out in their own ways, but if we'll see that or not, we'll have to find out.
4. I'm a sucker for the Aqua/Cinderella pairing but in this story, it won't go beyond a one-sided (or was it one-sided?) crush from Aqua to Cinderella. (There is no way that woman is straight. I might have a terrible Gaydar due to being Aromantic but there is no way Aqua is straight. Like, holy crap.)
5. Hey, ReadingChameleon, if you're reading this, you were right! The Gummi blocks are from the walls around the worlds falling apart! You were right! (I've read that novel like four times now, how did I miss that every single time?)

Anyway, this is long, and I just really wanted this chapter out. Next chapter will be Hollow Bastion Part 5 and the end of KH1! Hopefully, I can write that this weekend and get it out to you before my November Hiatus.

Kudos and Comments are always appreciated! Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 17: End of the World: Part 1

Notes:

CW: slight suicidal thoughts (along the lines of 'you shouldn't have saved me')

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

“So, in short, who’s Xehanort?” Sora asked after a second, looking to the older Keyblade Wielders. Terra took a deep breath while Aqua curled her hands tightly together, interlocking them.

“Well, before everything happened, he was my Master,” Ven started, taking the other two off guard as they didn’t realize that the younger boy was going to start.

“He was?” Kairi asked and Ven nodded.

“He found me, or so I was told, alone with no memory,” Ven said, voice dull and more focused on recounting the story than allowing any of the emotions to slip through. “He trained me for… six months, I think.”

“A year more like,” Vanitas interjected, giving into the urge and pulling his knees to his chest, hiding his most vulnerable spot, and wrapped one hand around them, holding them close.

“Really?” Ven questioned and Vanitas nodded once. Unlike Ven, he hadn’t lost his memories of their training under Xehanort, before they split. “Okay, so a year. And then, through… actions taken by Xehanort, he ended up splitting me into myself and Vanitas.” He nodded his head in Vanitas’s direction, not hearing Vanitas’s soft mutter of “us” during Ven’s explanation. Ven was his Light, as much as he was Ven's Darkness. There hadn't been a 'me' into 'us', it had always been 'us'. “Darkness and,” he pressed a hand to his chest. “Light.

“After this, he took me to the Land of Departure, when I had lost my memories again, and gave me to the care of Master Eraqus, their Master.” He indicated Aqua and Terra. “After about four years, he returned to the Land of Departure in order to be a judge at their Mark of Mastery. Aqua passed. Terra… didn’t.” Terra looked to the side at this and Aqua bit her lip, wanting to reach out and comfort Terra like she had always been able to do but not knowing if he would take it as salt in the wound. “Terra then left the Land of Departure, I ran after him, having been warned very cryptically by Vanitas that Terra wouldn’t be the same when he returned, and Aqua followed us both, under orders from Master Eraqus to bring me home and keep an eye on Terra. Which… wasn’t a very good look for us at least.” Ven took a deep breath. “After some, now very clear, manipulation by Master Xehanort, we ended up in a fight against him and Vanitas, now not really as united as before, and well… it didn’t end well.”

At the end of his explanation, he leaned backwards, looking drained, and fell into Terra’s embrace, the older boy wrapping his arms around the younger Keyblade Wielder without prompting. “I don’t know how it ended,” Ven said, eyes closed, and hands reaching up to grasp at Terra’s arms. “Because I was asleep due to the two of us,” he gestured blindly in Vanitas’s direction. “fighting and then destroying our then combined heart. And I have no idea how we’re alive.” There were a few moments of silence as they all processed that, Axel’s arms having wrapped around Roxas and Xion, and Riku’s hand no longer attempting to leave Sora’s embrace.

“Oh,”’ Kairi said, voice faint, and Ven had to tamp down the hysterical urge to laugh slightly. Yeah, “oh”, that’s a good reaction to it, he thought. How on earth did we screw up so badly that this ended up happening?

“And during this fight, Terra ended up possessed?” Axel asked after a second, trying to formulate the timeline in his head, and Terra flinched, something Ven felt. He looked up, trying to catch the older boy’s eye, but couldn’t. He still wanted to know about the possession thing as well. He hadn't known, hadn't known, and he still hadn't really wrapped his head around it ever since it had been so casually admitted and then moved past. What else had he missed?

“Yes,” Terra admitted, voice low and quiet. “I… struggle with darkness in my heart, something that a Keyblade Wielder shouldn’t have.” Riku froze at that. Wait, what? He shouldn’t…? But he did, he learned to control it? Was he… wrong for doing that? “Master Xehanort… He was the only one who didn’t act differently about that.” Aqua’s eyes closed, hearing the way that Terra hadn’t singled her out either. She shouldn’t have pushed him away, shouldn’t have led him straight into Xehanort’s web. She hadn’t meant to cause it, but she did. She should have handled his darkness better. “I thought I could trust him, but by the time we figured out what was happening, the darkness in my heart was too strong and Master Xehanort was able to use that to possess my body, supplanting my heart with his own and locking mine away.”

“Like with Ansem,” Riku murmured. “Except that was actually Xehanort.”

“But was it your Xehanort?” Axel questioned, getting several looks of confusion, even from Xion and Roxas. “While I don’t know much, I wasn’t that far in the loop of information, I know that after Xehanort appeared in Radiant Garden and was taken in by Ansem, he had no memories either.”

“Yeah, Aqua beat him so bad he developed amnesia,” Terra muttered, ignoring the slight happiness that bubbled in his chest at those words. He shouldn’t be… happy about another suffering, that was just another for of darkness, but… it was Master Xehanort. Was it… that bad that he was happy?

“I did?” Aqua asked, sounding thoroughly surprised, and Ven moved his head to be able to see her as well. Her eyes were wide, and mouth was slightly parted. Terra looked over at her and suppressed the smile that wanted to make it past his lips. While the others would probably only see her surprise on her face, he could see the slight vindication in her eyes, the way they were a tad bit too wide for just simple confusion.

“Yeah, you did,” he admitted, allowing a quiet chuckle to make its way along with his words and she turned to him, he probably being the only one able to see the slight stars in her eyes. Ven laughed as well and unnoticed by all of them, Vanitas’s eyes widened, and he gazed at Aqua in utter confusion. How…? No one could beat the Master, no one at all. He had tried, both in training and out of it. Master Xehanort was strong, powerful. He had backup plans to his backup plans, was careful and meticulous and if he had been an apprentice under Ansem the Wise it must have been for his plans. It was because Miss “Keyblade Master” beat him into amnesia? Was that even possible?

“Well, it explains why he ‘disappeared’,” Mickey said thoughtfully, expertly pushing away the thoughts of failure, he was still out there, you knew it, you should have done it, and instead shook his head slightly. “I always assumed you had killed him that night and that battle had taken down the two of you.” He gestured to Terra and Aqua with his head. “Yen Sid believed so as well. But…” That clearly didn’t happen.

The name, the name, he knew he knew and yet it couldn't have been couldn't have been couldn't have been-

“During the amnesia, I don’t think I was awake,” Terra spoke up, bringing the conversation back around. “Or… not in any meaningful way, it was… strange and I can’t remember most of it. But after a couple of months, I woke up as did... Master Xehanort. I… could see everything out of his eyes, and I tried to stop him, but I couldn’t and-” He cut himself off with a gasp of air and could feel his nails bite into his palms again. Ven gazed up at him in concern and Terra half wanted him to stop doing it because he didn’t deserve it, he had done this to himself, everything was his fault, and he couldn’t-

“You were awake?” Axel asked and Terra blinked, dragged from his thoughts. “You saw… everything?” And Terra knew what he was asking about, could remember the two young teenagers who had become apprentices basically a couple of weeks before everything went down, and he remembered them as darkness started to eat at the world, not collapsing it yet, but that the light was starting to fade. He could remember the experiment done on them, their painful and bloody transformations into Nobodies, covered in the black cloth that they had been testing, the way he had tried to stop their vessel because they were Ven’s age and nothing more than kids and Xehanort had already twisted the minds of the others except for the young child that didn’t say anything, and there was nothing Terra could do-

“Yeah, I did,” Terra responded.

“Have you been awake… for the past eleven years?” Sora questioned; the words slow from his mouth. “Like, after Xehanort split himself?”

Terra sucked in a breath, trying to push away the echo of the headache that wanted to split his skull.

“Maybe,” he admitted and got several concerned looks in the process, Aqua looking sick to his side. He didn’t know why; she had seen him in the Realm of Darkness if that was even real and not his broken mind trying to give him some semblance of safety. “It’s not… coherent, by any means, and it’s mostly painful and dark, but there have been times where I’ve seen flashes of things. If Xehanort split himself into a Heartless and a Nobody, then I don’t really know what happened to my heart and where I’ve been for the past eleven years.” He wasn’t telling them everything, how could he tell them about the verbal spats with Xehanort the few months before the vessel split himself, how could he tell them about the darkness circling around his wrists and throat, the boredom and silence, the headaches, the circle of light around him that got smaller and smaller as Xehanort’s influence grew. How could he tell them about the scenes, seeing Sora on a world of islands, seeing the two of them fighting against him in the city of white, seeing the graveyard where it all started, flashes in his head that made no sense and-

His thoughts were cut off when some shuffling came the from couch he was sitting on and Ven moved slightly. He looked down, only to be taken off guard when Aqua, who had used the space that Ven just created, threw herself at him, curling up in his side like she did all the time when they were growing up and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her face into the crook of his neck.

He froze. When was the last time…?

On instinct, his arm came up and wrapped around her, holding her in return, and he didn’t know what to say. Maybe because it had been eleven years since he had any time of positive physical contact. Maybe because it was Aqua and she meant the world to him just like he meant the world to her because before Xehanort and Vanitas and Ven, it had been the two of them, growing up in the Land of Departure, the two of them running through the grass and comforting each other after nightmares, the memories of their pasts, of their home worlds, slipping from their minds like water as new memories took their place. Maybe because is was Aqua and he had watched and screamed as Xehanort fought her, using his body, thankfully not his voice, using his skills, using his light and darkness, and while he was partially a thousand miles away at some points, he was still there at some points, and he had wanted Aqua to defeat Xehanort, to win the battle because he had almost never won against her and he didn’t want this time to be the one he did.

“It’s okay,” were the words that came from his mouth instead of the myriad of thoughts swirling in his head, because these were his problems to deal with and Aqua no doubt had a myriad of her own to deal with. “It’s okay.”

“It’s not,” and her voice was barely above a whisper, barely over a breath, only meant for him and him alone. “It’s not.”

It has to be, he thought. Because we can’t fall apart when there are the younger Keyblade Wielders to care for. We failed them by disappearing on them. Should have been there for Riku, for the rest of them. We can’t fall apart when they need us.

He blinked once, allowing his thoughts one more moment to run around his head before banishing them carefully back to their boxes. Ven shifted on the couch, and he looked to him, slightly surprised to see the same sad expression that had been on Aqua’s face on his. That couldn’t be right, Ven wasn’t… He was supposed to be strong for Ven, so Ven wouldn’t be sad or scared or covered in darkness like Terra was.

Aqua pulled back and Terra only got the briefest glimpse of her face, expression sad and worried, before she had placed the mask back on, schooling her expression to one more calm and even that only Terra could see through.

“After Ven fell unconscious, I fled the battlefield with his body,” Aqua announced the room, taking up her part of the story. “I hid him in the Land of Departure and went back to find Terra. We ended up in Radiant Garden and I had to fight him, well Xehanort. After I won, he started sinking into the Realm of Darkness, so I placed him on my glider and sent him out. That’s how I ended up i-”

“You did what?” Terra interrupted, his turn to be surprised by something as he whipped his head back to face her from where it had fallen. Ven’s eyes went wide in surprise, an expression reflected on Vanitas’s face, and Mickey blinked. He didn’t… know this part.

Aqua flinched slightly, looking to the side. “Yes, I know it was a bad decision, but it was you, well not you, but still you and if you had a chance of coming back I couldn’t just leave you there.”

“You shouldn’t have done that,” he told her. If only she had let him sink. He had always thought that it had been some machination by Master Xehanort that allowed him to escape and survive Aqua. He had seen their fight, had seen it all until they had fallen unconscious after Xehanort stabbed themselves in the heart with his Keyblade. He had thought that one of Xehanort’s helpers, because there had to have been at least someone besides Vanitas, had been the one to find their body, perhaps stopping Aqua from finishing him off and gave them to Ansem after they realized that their memories were gone. He hadn’t thought that Aqua had… sacrificed herself… for him.

And what have you done to deserve that? Nothing at all. She should have just let him sink. Or finished him off. He would have gone into Kingdom Hearts happy if it meant that his death had also been Xehanort’s death.

“Well, I did,” she refuted, giving him a look that was reminiscent of the arguments they would have as children, where they were both too stubborn to ever entertain the idea that the other had been right and instead would ignore all logic until they both forgot about the disagreement and went back to normal.

“So, Xehanort is a Keyblade Master who is good at manipulation,” Sora summarized, looking faintly scared and worried. “And he is the reason the three of you have been… absent the last eleven years?”

“Yeah,” Aqua replied, looking away from Terra. “He wanted to summon Kingdom Hearts, for what reason, we don’t know. He also killed our master.” Terra flinched, remembering how it was his fault, you fault, you helped, you murdered him. But he was going to murder Ven. He didn’t… There should have been more, been a better option, but Ven and Master Eraqus and he could only act-

“And he hasn’t stopped trying,” Roxas said. “Xemnas was trying to create his own version of Kingdom Hearts.”

“But why?” Naminé murmured and there was no answer the older Keybearers could give them. They didn’t know either.

Vanitas made a face.

In the Gummiship, Sora and the others moved towards the darkness. Sora realizes that Ansem must be somewhere in there.

Several of them blinked in surprise when the screen started up again. Aqua shifted back to her position from before, so Ven was able to sit comfortably between them again, and Sora tensed up slightly when he remembered everything they went through. Kairi gritted her teeth.

Donald says that the king is probably in there as well, with Goofy adding Riku.

Well yes, but actually no, Riku thought. We’re on our way though.

Sora says they should go, and Donald guides the ship into the darkness. They end up on an island in the middle of the darkness, stepping out of the ship and into the cave.

“Where are you?” Kairi asked, eyes widening as she saw the place and Sora grimaced.

“I think it was what was left off all the worlds that disappeared,” he replied, thinking back to the brief moment he thought he was on Destiny Islands. “In the heart of the darkness.”

Sora sees something off in the distance and Goofy wonders if this is all what is left of the worlds that the Heartless destroyed.

Kairi and Riku both shivered at that, thinking about Destiny Islands and the fact that it had ended up there. Scattered into pieces, the people in it lost to the darkness. Because of you, Riku thought. Your fault.

Sora says that the worlds will be restored when they beat Ansem and Donald agrees. Goofy wonders what will happen to them and the place when the worlds are restored.

“Sora,” Aqua said, taking a deep breath in carefully. “Tell me you had some concrete way to get out of there if the worst happened and the place started to collapse after you beat Ansem.”

Sora didn’t reply.

“Sora?” Riku asked, worry rocketing into his heart. At the time, he had already seen Sora do a suicide maneuver to save Kairi. He didn’t think it had been a habit. Please don’t let it be a habit.

“Well, we didn’t have a… plan, per say,” Sora eventually settled on. “But we had the belief that our hearts couldn’t disappear, even if the place did. We… would have been fine.”

That belief wasn’t fact, Riku wanted to tell him, but bit his tongue. He knew how Sora thought; he knew him better than anyone sitting in the room with them. Sora’s beliefs could sometimes become fact, especially once magic and Keyblades and all that had gotten mixed up in their life and it wasn’t like that was a particularly new concept, but at the same time…

“Sora,” Kairi groaned out, dropping her forehead onto his shoulder.

“What? We had to save the worlds!” Sora responded, turning to give her a look, and Aqua shook her head quietly.

“Not at the expense of your life, remember?” She told him, echoing her previous words from when they watched him stab himself. “Not at the expense of your life.”

Donald doesn’t have an answer for that and Goofy says they might just disappear. When Sora gives him an uneasy look, Goofy clarifies that even if the place goes poof, their hearts will remain, and they’ll find their friends again.

“And I did,” Sora said, giving his two friends meaningful looks. “I survived this.” He tried to remind them, because he had a feeling they weren’t going to react well to the fight. They hadn’t really whenever they had watched him fight at all.

Sora agrees with him and looks down at Kairi’s charm, smiling at it.

Kairi couldn’t help the warm bubble of happiness that grew in her heart when she saw Sora holding onto her charm. It had meant so much to her, to create that to give to him, a little piece of her heart given to his. A little declaration of her feelings. It hadn’t been a coincidence that it was slightly shaped like a paopu fruit. Maybe, once they got out of there, they could share one for real. Bind their lives together like Kairi wanted them to.

As they start walking through the world, they fight several Heartless on their way. They end up near some stone pillars, where a giant Heartless emerges for them to fight.

“Guys, if this worries you, I don’t know how you’re going to get through the rest of it,” Sora said with an eyeroll as both Kairi’s and Riku’s hands tightened around his arms and shoulders. “I can fight well with my Keyblade, remember? I’ve gotten plenty of practice.”

For some incomprehensible reason, that didn’t reassure either of them in any way.

They fight the Heartless until it disappears, revealing a crack in the stone leading down. Goofy wonders if that is where Ansem is and Donald says maybe if they jump down there, they’ll find him.

“Sora, please don’t-” Riku started but was cut off by Sora sighing.

“Yes, we jumped down there, no it probably wasn’t the best idea but it was the only idea we had and it ended up working so nothing has to be said about it.” At the end of his short rant, he crossed his arms and leaned back into the couch with a huff of air. Kairi and Riku exchanged glances over Sora’s head.

“They aren’t saying you’re a bad decision maker or fighter,” Aqua said gently, well used to the way that Ven would sometimes get when he felt that Aqua and Terra were ‘smothering him’. “They’re just worried about you.”

“I know,” Sora refuted. “Just…” Kairi didn’t say anything in response, simply reaching for one of Sora’s hands, taking in gently in hers and holding it tightly. Something that the two of them shared, and that Riku used to share, was their habit of taking each other’s hands to show comfort. Perhaps it was because it was a common action in Destiny Islands as a whole.

Sora says let’s go and the three of them jump into the fissure, landing on a shelf in a cave with strange rock formations and Gummi blocks embedded into the walls.

“Woah,” Xion whispered, looking at the sight on screen. It looked… really pretty, now that she was thinking about it. Her eyes were drawn to the sparkling Gummi Blocks in the walls, and she got the strangest urge to create a bracelet out of them.

They look around, but a Heartless pops up behind them and shoves them off the shelf, sending them further down into the cave.

There were several muted gasps of surprise, not just from his two friends, and Sora didn’t feel as bad about it. That, to him even, had been truly surprising. They hadn’t expected it, which was slightly foolish on his part. But it had ended up being a good thing, as they had found Ansem through it.

The three of them land in the bottom of the fissure, with Goofy falling on top of Donald, much to the duck’s displeasure.

Mickey couldn’t contain a giggle at the duck’s offence, something he saw copied by several of the people in the room, many of them the teenagers that he, and he was sure Aqua and Terra, were worried about. To his surprise however, he saw a smile, or what was the start of a smile, curl up Vanitas’s lip as well. He paused for a second. He didn’t… completely know how to feel about the young darkness user. While he wasn’t as happy with him, due to all the actions he had taken a decade ago, now, sitting in this room with at least five other teenagers, it was clear, painfully clear, how young Vanitas truly was. It had been easier to ignore, when he was just a demon in a mask, but now, with a face that was identical to Sora’s and an age that reflected Ven, the body he had come from, it was clear that he wasn’t any more an adult than Sora or Riku were. And that… made Mickey think.

The three of them look around and Sora sees a bright, blue light. Sora walks up and touches it, sending the three of them somewhere else.

“Is that Traverse Town?” Roxas asked, gazing at the screen as Sora, Donald, and Goofy appeared in the new place. “But it didn’t fall to darkness, didn’t it? You sealed the Keyhole.”

“Oh yeah, it’s fine, I’m pretty sure,” Sora responded. “We just went on a really quick crash course of all the worlds we had gone to during our adventure.” He shrugged, a calm expression on his face.

“Why?” Naminé asked, thinking about it. It didn’t really make complete sense why they were visiting all those worlds when none of them had fallen to darkness.

“No idea,” Sora replied. Which seemed to be a common answer. Which also made sense.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy look around the streets of Traverse Town, only to be beset by many Heartless. As they fight them off, Sora sees another blue light and touches it, sending them to Wonderland.

“Why would you touch it again?” Vanitas asked with an eyeroll. “You touched it once and it sent you to a random place. Why touch it again?”

“It was that or fight all those Heartless,” Sora defended, gesturing to the screen with one of his hands. “Plus, I had a feeling it would send us to where we wanted to go.” He paused. “Eventually.”

They really quickly go through all the other worlds, before pausing in Neverland. Goofy wonders what exactly is happening, and Sora theorizes that they’re going to all the places where Heartless invaded the specific worlds.

Aqua wondered why that was. Maybe the Heartless left behind some… residue almost? Or something of the like.

They touch the light again and they end up in an unknown set of corridors.

Axel went abruptly stiff when he saw the hallways of the underside of the Radiant Garden Castle, thrown back into memories of sneaking through the hallways to visit X with Isa, running through them after Ansem disappeared, trying to get to X before she vanished as well, and walking through them calmly, newly stripped of his heart and wondering how long the darkness was going to last before it swallowed the world, helpless to do anything to stop it.

Mickey blinked in surprise as he recognized part of the Castle of Radiant Garden. Or what he suspected was Radiant Garden. The wall decorations were distinct enough from his few visits of the place.

Donald says that they haven’t been to this place before and Goofy spots an emblem embedded into one of the walls, saying that it looked a lot like the Keyhole created by the princesses. Donald notices a door and they go inside, seeing many pipes going up the wall, surrounding a hemisphere of pod shaped things.

Kairi pressed a hand to her head as a pang of pain went through her temple, quickly passing as soon as it came. What…? She furrowed her eyebrows at the screen. Had it been… the place that gave her the headache? But that made no sense. Unless, this could be Radiant Garden, a place that Sora and the others hadn’t been. Perhaps she had seen it once in her childhood. But why was she down there?

Sora steps closer to a panel in the front, wondering what it could be. Goofy warns against touching it, citing that a bunch of Heartless could come out, but Sora brushes him off and pushes a lever on the panel.

At this point, most of them weren’t really that surprised by Sora’s actions. It was clear that he didn’t really think before doing certain things.

“Oh, those born of the darkness, devoid of hearts…”

“Who is that?” Aqua wondered, the voice of what had to be a man lilting and songlike almost. Like the person who had recorded this, because it had to be a recording, was… amused almost, by what they were saying.

Sora shrugged, perhaps unnecessarily. He hadn’t ever met someone during his travels that had a voice like that.

“Mickey?” Terra asked, wondering if the king had any insight but the mouse shook his head. He didn’t know either.

Donald realizes that it’s talking, and Sora shushes him. “Ravage all worlds and bring desolation. Seize all hearts and consummate the one great heart.”

“Is he implying that the Heartless only serve to create Kingdom Hearts?” Ven wondered, tipping his head to the side in an effort to dismiss the headache that had taken a hold of him again. The voice… it almost sounded familiar.

Unnoticed by him, Vanitas was making the same face. The voice… it was almost from a dream…

“Maybe,” Axel muttered. “But that’s now true. Heartless have always existed, even before Maleficent and Ansem started manipulating things.”

“Has that always been their purpose then?” Naminé wondered. “And Maleficent and Ansem just tried to highjack it?”

None of them had an answer for that.

“All hearts to be one and one heart to encompass all.”

“Kingdom Hearts,” Ven and Vanitas both whispered under their breath, the memory of the gold blue heart in the sky above them as they fought in the Keyblade Graveyard for a second time.

“This is the realm of ‘Kingdom Hearts’. The great darkness, sealed within the great heart.”

“I thought Kingdom Hearts was light,” Xion said, remembering the small things she had picked up from Xemnas’s different speeches throughout her year in the Organization. “That’s how it was going to give us hearts.”

“Well, Xemnas was wrong about that,” Axel corrected her a little reluctantly, not wanting to spoil a little of her happiness from the year in the Organization.

“But it was light,” Sora interjected. “It was how I defeated Ansem. The light destroyed him.”

“But that wasn’t Kingdom Hearts either,” Mickey said with a grimace. “That was the Door to Kingdom Hearts of Worlds’ Hearts. There’s a difference.”

Kairi leaned over and rubbed at her temples, letting out a long sigh. Her action was slightly copied by Aqua.

“I’m suddenly realizing why it was necessary for Master Eraqus to have such a large library and why he insisted that during his time as a Keyblade Apprentice, there were those who were just dedicated to studying the history of the Keyblade and the Keyblade War over and over, trying to discover their secrets,” she murmured. “I thought it wasn’t possible that someone could spend their whole life doing that. I am now corrected.”

“Progeny of darkness, return to the eternal dark.”

Like me? Vanitas wondered. Is that where I am? Wherever darkness goes?

“For the hearts of light shall unseal the path. Seven hearts, one keyhole, one key to the door.”

“How does the voice know all this?” Riku asked, growing offput with the apparent knowledge the voice seemed to have. “This is a recording, right? How does it know the future from whenever it’s been recorded?”

“I have no idea,” Sora replied, leaning back into Riku’s chest, wanting to be nearer to the older boy as their separation came closer to being seen. He wasn’t going to lose Riku, not again. Never again.

“The Door to Darkness bound by two keys.”

Does that mean it will be bound by two keys? Aqua wondered, giving Mickey a look. While she didn’t know that much about what was about to happen, not having that much time to talk about it when she had been fighting for her life trying to protect Mickey in the Realm of Darkness, she knew that this somehow got sealed. Her memories confirmed that. But if Mickey’s Keyblade was one of the ones to seal the Door to Darkness, and it was a carbon copy of Sora’s, had Sora’s been the other Key to seal it? And if that was the truth, did the voice mean it required two Keyblades to seal it? Or that those two specific Keyblades will seal it?

She didn’t know if she liked either implication.

“The Door to Darkness, which seals the light. None shall pass but shadows, returning to the darkness.”

Riku flinched. He knew he shouldn’t be completely listening to a mysterious voice that somehow knew the future but… only shadows shall pass. Did that make him a shadow?

“Oh, those born of the heart, those with no hearts, fallen children of the dark, devour every heart until the Door to Darkness opens!”

All of them shivered then as they listened to the way the voice upturned at the end in amusement, as if he was going to start laughing before the recording cut off and everything went silent. Sora didn’t know how he had managed to listen to that the first time without being scared. Maybe because he had been running on some much adrenaline, it wasn’t even funny.

Sora wonders what Kingdom Hearts even is.

Sora sighed. Part of him wanted to go back to the naïve boy who didn’t know anything except that he wielded a mystical weapon called the Keyblade and that Riku was out there, waiting for him to track him down. But at the same time, he had learned so much and even in these only few hours he had spent with the rest of them, he felt connected to them like he hadn’t been since his friendship with Riku. Other Keyblade Wielders, some Keyblade Masters. People who had been through what he had, if only a little differently, and knew the burden of holding the Keyblade, of fighting the darkness that came for the hearts. These people, who he wanted to know more, knew what he had been through, were literally seeing what he had been through. And while it wasn’t the greatest, it was still better than nothing. He had heard Aqua’s words. Keyblade Wielders didn’t belong alone. And now he wouldn’t be alone ever again.

My friends are my power, he thought. Riku is my power. Kairi and Goofy and Donald and Roxas and Ven and Xion and all the rest are my power. Always.

Goofy mentions that the voice said it was ‘all hearts’ while Donald deduces that the ‘progeny of darkness’ were the Heartless. Sora asks didn’t they seal all the doors and Goofy replies that there must be one more.

One more, Sora thought. One more, that separated me and Riku for a year.

Sora says that none of this makes any sense.

It was a feeling many of them were intimately familiar with, both from their lives and the challenges that came with it, and from what they were learning as this watching went on.

Goofy sees something by the emblem and walks towards it, picking something up. When Sora asks what it is, he says it’s more of Ansem’s report.

Roxas didn’t say anything, just pressed his face into Axel’s shoulder. Before pausing and looking back up. Right, it wasn’t DiZ anymore, it was… Xehanort, right?

“More of Xehanort’s words?” Kairi wondered, remembering what Axel had said about the latest reports. Both Terra and Aqua flinched, but for very different reasons. Terra didn’t know if he wanted to hear more of the man’s words, not when he had been tormented by them before and had probably already seen them written down on the pages, despite his probable attempts at stopping him. The last few days before, what Terra now knew was a split into Heartless and Nobody, were dim and blurrily, in even in his mind.

Sora says that he thought the piece they found in Hollow Bastion was the end of it.

Story of the reports, Roxas thought with an eyeroll. When you think it’s done, surprise, there’s more!

Jiminy jumps out of Sora’s pocket, saying that it looked a lot like Ansem’s report, before beginning to read it.

Several people jumped when the cricket appeared. Many of them had forgotten that he was with Sora and the others at all.

“Existing only as a heart, I have returned to the Heartless, and yet there is no hint of a transformation.”

“So, it is Xehanort,” Naminé murmured, trying to keep track of it all in her head. It wasn’t easy.

Terra tipped his head to the side, thinking. If their vessel was already a Heartless at this time, then… what happened to him? Was he still there, still trapped within Xehanort’s heart? If the vessel ripped his own heart out, separating himself from his Terra’s Body, had he taken Terra with him? Or not? Maybe the reason he had such spotty memories of the past eleven years was because he was a heart existing on its own, without a body. He didn’t know which option he preferred.

Bizarrely, Sora had the strangest thought. If he’s a Heartless, how is he writing? He had a feeling that the thought wouldn’t be appreciated, so he didn’t share it, but the thought remained. Were their ways for Heartless to be different shapes, have different appearances other than different shadow creatures?

“The body is certainly gone. But its memories remain, and I have yet to take the form of a Heartless. Much is still unknown.”

Well, that answer’s that question, Sora thought as the next part of the report was read. Honestly, how am I forgetting all of this? I thought I had only forgotten that one part, before the year sleep? Along with the whole, ‘thank Naminé’ note.

“To reach the realm of darkness, once must go through the doors of Kingdom Hearts, the place where the worlds’ hearts connect.”

As the report went on, now with the knowledge that it was in fact Xehanort, or some facet of an amnesiac version of him, writing the report instead of Ansem, Aqua’s breathing grew tight, and her hands curled into fists. Maybe because she hated everything to do with the man, maybe it was because the last time she had heard him talk, he had been talking through the body of her closest friend after taking his heart prisoner. Maybe because there was a part of her that wasn’t soothed by Terra’s words of her ‘beating Xehanort into amnesia’ and was worrying that she had played right into his hands, yet again. What if this had been his plan, to get into Ansem the Wise’s good graces, before taking his work and separating himself, making him twice as hard to track down and stop. Because everything had been his plan before, everything down to the day he arrived at the Land of Departure. She couldn’t have stopped his plan, not her. She wasn’t nearly as good a Keyblade Wielder Master Wielder to do that. Not the man who had planned everything down and killed her master and had his apprentice send her little brother into a coma and had manipulated and imprisoned her closest friend.

Not her, the screw up she was. She wasn’t good enough to stop him. She couldn’t have stopped him then.

“There are many worlds, some of which we know nothing about. The world in which we live, the Realm of Darkness, the Realm of Light. And the world between. Whither lies the true paradise?”

Paradise? Ven wondered, blinking in confusion. Why would Xehanort be wondering about paradise? He had been seeking power and he had some version of it now. Why paradise?

Unknown to him, Vanitas’s breathing was shaking and stuttering as he slammed his eyes closed, wanting to cover his ears with his hands and block out the report. How could he have been so stupid? It was obvious, painfully obvious, that the person writing the report was Master Xehanort. The way he spoke, the thoughts he lingered on. Even in the past report, he should have seen it, should have realized. He spent four years listening to the same man talk on and on between ‘training’ sessions with Vanitas. How could he had not seen?

“Where does the body go when it separates from the heart?”

“It goes and creates a vile Nobody named Xemnas who likes to manipulate teenagers into killing each other,” Roxas snarked under his breath, something about the reading putting him back on edge like he hadn’t felt since those final days in the Organization.

“I know that when the heart returns to the Heartless, the physical form disappears.”

Kairi closed her eyes in remembrance before immediately snapping them open again, the vision of Sora’s body dissolving into sparkles after stabbing himself to release her heart appearing behind her eyelids. She held tighter to the hand she held. She wasn’t going to lose him again.

“But that is merely true in this world. In another world, might it not still exist?”

“What other world is he talking about?” Ven questioned, taken aback by the strange nature of the question.

“Does he mean the Realm of Darkness or Hollow Bastion?” Sora offered the two options, biting his lip.

“He might mean a literal different world,” Roxas said, he and Naminé most… familiar with what Xehanort was probably talking about. “When I separated from you, I didn’t appear in Hollow Bastion. Neither did Naminé.” He gestured to her with a head nod. “Maybe he means like that.”

“A being that is neither darkness nor light, belonging nowhere, abandoned by its heart, a mere shell of its former self, spurned by light and darkness alike.”

Roxas got the urge to bare his teeth in a scowl on his, Axel’s, and Naminé’s behalf. They weren’t shells of their former selves, they were themselves. New people, their own person. And he didn’t feel too abandoned by the light, what with him wielding the Keyblade and all.

“However, I am certain that if one’s self exists here, then by definition the other cannot truly ‘exist’. Call it then a nonbeing, a ‘Nobody’.”

Both Roxas and Naminé flinched at the disregardment of their existence and Xion looked over at her friend in concern while Mickey’s gaze fell on the girl in white. Roxas wanted to snap at the words that were on the screen, snarl back that he was him, not Sora, not an empty puppet, not a nonbeing. He was Roxas, he was a Nobody, he was best friends with Xion and Axel, he didn’t have a heart of his own, and none of those statements were contradictory. None of them.

“Wait Mickey, I thought you said Ansem came up with the names for the Nobodies?” Aqua asked quietly, eyes moving between Roxas and Naminé who had both had clear reactions to the latest report.

“I thought he did,” Mickey replied. “He seemed certain that he hadn’t heard the word before he started saying it.”

“So, they both came up with the same term?” Sora asked.

Roxas scoffed. “They’re more alike than they thought. No matter no one could tell their reports apart.”

Vanitas flinched at the implications of not telling them apart. He messed up, he should have known, he should have realized, he couldn’t fail the test again.

Goofy says that it’s more stuff that doesn’t make sense and Jiminy says that there have been a lot of things that they don’t understand, but that Jiminy’s been able to figure out. He admits that he can’t figure this out.

Because it’s such a change, Ven thought. Why was Xehanort searching for paradise? Why split himself? Why do any of it?

Had he just abandoned the plan from before, that included him and Vanitas? Had he just… moved on? To a new scheme?

Sora mentions that it says Kingdom Hearts again and both Donald and Goofy are confused. Jiminy wonders what he’s trying to say.

A wondering that was echoed by many of the watchers.

Donald says that it doesn’t matter, and they just have to beat Ansem. Sora says he’s right and summons the Keyblade, turning towards the black portal in the hallway.

Except it does matter, Sora thought. Because apparently this has been going on for much longer than we thought, with much worse consequences.

Aqua trapped in the Realm of Darkness. Terra imprisoned in his own heart, body puppeted by the man who did it to him. Ven asleep for a decade, unageing.

Sora, Donald, Goofy, and Jiminy, who hides back in Sora’s pocket, leap into the dark portal, letting it swallow them.

Sora took a deep breath. It was almost over.

At least, this adventure was. But there was still so much more.

Notes:

Man, I went through the five stages of grief when finishing this chapter. I wanted to finish it all off with one more big chapter to end it, but as I was getting to the end of this chapter when writing, I realized that it would mean the chapter would be egregiously long. And while I'm sure none of you would mind that, my own personal thoughts and feelings didn't really want chapters of varying length. Thus, I cut it short and the next chapter, the final chapter, will be out tomorrow night or November 1st. I've gotten to a point where I just want to finish KH1 before I go on hiatus. I won't do that to all of y'all and make you wait a month for the conclusion.

Some notes:
1. I have... theories on who's voice it is when you visit the lifeboat chamber and hear the audio. In the game, while there is no dialogue after that, in the novels, Donald and Goofy specifically call the voice a 'him'. And well, we know a male leaning character who sems to know everything and would absolutely leave behind a cryptic recording if it meant helping his goals. But I'll let you guys figure it out in the comments.

Anyway, I'll have the next chapter out soon, I promise. Even if I have to spend all of tomorrow writing it. Except for Halloween night, because I'll be dressing up as a Kingdom Hearts character and hanging with my friends. Anyone wanna guess? If you go to my works, you can probably figure it out. They're clearly one of my favorites. Are any of y'all doing anything for Halloween?

Kudos and comments are always appreciated! Have a good day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 18: End of the World: Part 2

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy appear in a cave system, starting to walk around. Goofy says that the place gives him the willies and Sora says that they have to press on.

“Are you… still in the place from before?” Kairi asked and Sora shrugged.

“We kind of just wandered around there for a while, fought some Heartless, before finding a door and fighting Ansem,” he explained. “I assume we were in the same place.”

They move deeper into the cave system, eventually getting attacked by some Heartless that they fight off. Goofy sees another heart shaped emblem like the one from Radiant Garden.

“They’re doorways, right?” Roxas asked, getting a head nod from Sora.

Donald says it looks a lot like the one from before and Goofy says that it’s not all, pointing out that as they defeated the Heartless, the emblem covering the doorway cracked away.

“Strange,” Aqua murmured, before pausing. She had seen many strange things in her time in the Realm of Darkness, the clock from the Castle of Dreams coming back to her most prominently. Perhaps this world, created from the darkness remaining from the fallen worlds, had similar strange laws in logic.

Sora realizes that if they defeat all the Heartless, the door will open, and they do just that. They end up in a smaller cave with a fancy door on one side.

Riku tipped his head to the side, studying the door. As strange as it seemed… it looked almost like the Door to Darkness, or at least their side of it. He hadn’t ever seen the light side and it had been dark when he and Mickey were going for it, so he could be wrong but… Nothing so far seemed like any coincidence.

Donald says that there isn’t any Heartless in there and Sora walks closer to the door, seemingly confused.

“Sora, what’s wrong?” Kairi asked, seeing the expression on Sora’s face and Sora smiled at her, doing his best to reassure her.

“Nothing’s wrong, Kai,” he told her. “It just that I was hearing something. Something that the others couldn’t.”

“What?” Xion asked and Sora dipped his head in Mickey’s direction in answer.

“Mickey?” Terra questioned.

“I had to give him a little warning about what he was getting into,” Mickey explained. “It was the last time I could contact him before I was completely behind the door after all.”

Sora asks if they can hear it.  “Careful… this is the last haven you’ll find here. Beyond, there is no light to protect you.”

“Rather pessimistic, Mickey,” Riku said, looking over at the mouse. “What gives?”

“It was just that I wanted him to fully know what he was getting into,” Mickey said in response. “I was deep in the darkness and didn’t completely know what Sora would be getting himself into, so I wanted to make sure he was in some way prepared, even if it ended up not being as bad as I thought it would be.”

Sora shot Mickey a smile. “Thanks.”

“But don’t be afraid. Your heart is the mightiest weapon of all.”

And it remains to be, Sora thought, feeling in his chest the warm light that usually held his Keyblade ready and waiting for him. And while he couldn’t summon it for the moment, he could still feel it there. That and my friends.

“Remember—you are the one who will open the door to the light.”

“I thought you closed it?” Xion asked, having been listening to certain things as they were presented, plus a little niggling in the back of her brain that spoke of remembrance even thought there was nothing to remember, so she had a basic grasp of what had happened before she came into existence.

“Well, I did,” Sora said. “With Riku’s help.” The older boy’s expression soured slightly as he remembered what was coming next, his separation from Sora and all that had come from it. “But first had to open it to defeat Ansem. And I did technically open it like a couple of hours ago to get Riku and I out of the Realm of Darkness. Though, Kairi’s letter may have done that.”

“You found that?” Kairi asked, looking to Sora in surprise. When he nodded, she looked down, trying to hide the blush on her cheeks. She hadn’t realized…

Donald says that he doesn’t hear anything, and Sora says that the voice was familiar, before mentioning that it could just be his imagination. Donald says maybe he needs a break.

Yes, he does, Aqua thought, grateful that someone finally realized it. He needs a break desperately.

Goofy says they should take a break and settles on the ground, Donald and Sora following him. Donald says that Aerith gave him some goodies and opens a package.

Aqua smiled, an expression mirrored across the room, as Sora was given a second to just sit and breathe, to hang with people that clearly meant a lot to him and not having to fight Heartless. It was something that he had really needed. They probably all needed it.

Sora asks when and Donald replies when they left Hollow Bastion. He passes out the cookies, to joy from Sora and Goofy.

“Those were good,” Sora recalled with a fond smile on his lips. “I should get more of them from Aerith when we go back. I think you would like them.” He elbowed Riku in the side, causing the older boy to look down at him.

“Really?” Riku asked and Sora nodded. “Huh.”

Goofy recalls that the cookies in Alice’s world were good as well and Sora brings up the bananas from the Jungle. They bring up a few other things from their journey.

All the adults in the room felt a sense of peace, or at least gratefulness, when they saw Sora taking a moment and just breathing, eating some good food and remembering fun things that he had done. Sora had been going full speed ahead probably since Neverland and he hadn’t really gotten a moment to stop and breathe. They were glad he was getting that chance now.

After their break, the three of them stand up and push open the door.

Sora took a deep breath, leaning back into Riku’s side. Riku was here, he was here, he thought. Sure, he may be hurting and struggling but he’s here, with me, and I’ll be able to help him with those problems. He’s not leaving again; I won’t let him.

Sora walks out onto a beach, realizing in shock that it was Destiny Islands.

“You were on Destiny Islands?” Kairi asked, breathless in shock, while Riku had to swallow back the feeling of bile in his throat. The Destiny Islands… in the place of the worlds where all those that had fallen to darkness had gone… because of him.

Sora nodded quietly, not saying anything. Of course, the Islands hadn’t lasted long but… He knew what was coming next.

Sora looks around, spotting several things that were off with the world.

“It doesn’t look… right,” Naminé settled on, looking at the screen in confusion. Destiny Islands was of the worlds in Sora’s memories that she knew well, probably the best, what with her needing to carefully place herself in place of Riku/Kairi/Sora depending on whose memories she was messing with. And they had grown up in the place, so she also had to know enough about it to make the changes believable. It was with that knowledge that she was able to see was Sora had been seeing in that moment, small little things that were missing.

Riku and Kairi could also see the differences and Kairi furrowed her eyebrows in thought. Why were those things missing? Was it just a product of the Heartless or the darkness? But they had been fine when she returned to the world? Had they been restored somehow?

“It wasn’t,” Sora replied.

Looking around, Sora spots ‘Riku’ in the distance, running up to him and calling his name. “This world… has been connected.”

Riku went stiff at the voice, glaring at the person who dared to use his body to draw Sora in. Several of them remembered the words from all the way back when Sora first saw the door when Destiny Islands were still whole, said by the brown cloaked figure. Who must have been Ansem, Seeker of Darkness.

“Tied to the darkness… soon to be completely eclipsed.”

Terra gritted his teeth as he listened to Ansem speak. Now that he had been told… it was painfully obvious who it was truly. Who was actually speaking. The language, the tone… It was Xehanort. It had always been him. Even when he was amnesiac and a twisted vessel of conflicting hearts and minds, it was clear who had been the primary influence on the man.

Parts of the islands started to disappear, much to the three’s shock. “You know so little. One who knows nothing can understand nothing.”

Sora made a face and crossed his arms, looking away from the screen with a huff. “I think I understand enough right now,” he muttered, doing his best to keep the air light and not oppressive with worry. He lived through this, he survived this, and while it may have led to him and Riku being separated, they were back together now.

“Take a look at this place. To the heart seeking freedom, this island is a prison surrounded by water. And so this boy sought to escape from his prison.”

Riku bit the inside of his mouth, feeling the gazes of several people land on him. He didn’t… Destiny Islands weren’t a… prison, per say, but… He had known, ever since he had seen Terra that day and got confirmation that the outside world truly existed, that he wouldn’t be happy remaining on the Islands. Remaining with his friends might have made it bearable but he wouldn’t have been truly happy, not like there was a chance for him to be, a very small chance now, happy traveling across the stars and to so many different worlds. The island, that he knew like the back of his hand, would never have sustained him for longer than it already did. If he hadn’t gotten out on the storm, he would have gone some other way. No matter what the consequences were.

He had a promise to Terra to keep after all. 

"And you will find me, friend."

“He sought a way to cross to other worlds. And he opened his heart to darkness.” ‘Riku’ turns around, changing into Ansem.

Terra swallowed past the slight pain in his head as the memories tried to make themselves known. Had he… seen this before? In some way?

Sora calls out to Riku, but Ansem tells him not to bother and that Sora’s voice can’t reach him where he is. He says that Riku’s heart belongs to the darkness.

“Only partly,” Sora refuted, leaning on Riku’s shoulder and taking one of Riku’s hands, holding it tight. “Only partly.” And we can fix that, in the future. If what Aqua and Terra said was correct and darkness shouldn't belong in a Keyblade Wielder's heart, we can figure out a way to get it out of him.

Only partly, Riku thought. I hope I can believe that someday.

Ansem says that all worlds began in darkness, and all will end in darkness, just like hearts. Ansem says that darkness sprouts within all hearts, growing and consuming it as its nature.

Maybe, Mickey thought, looking over to Riku. Maybe all hearts, except for some clear exceptions, have some darkness in them and perhaps that darkness will always grow. But that doesn’t mean it can’t be used for good. He knew Riku’s fighting style well, he had seen his heart. It has in the past. It is now. It can always be used for good.

Part of him wondered when the words good and evil had started to be synonymous with light and dark. There was living proof in front of him that it wasn’t the case.

Ansem says that in the end, every heart returns to the darkness from whence it came. That darkness is the heart’s true nature.

Then what caused mine and the other Princess of Hearts existences? Kairi wondered, a hand subconsciously coming up to press at her chest, right over where her heart was. If all hearts contain darkness, and that’s the ‘right way’ of things, what caused us? Why are we here? How are we here? What do you say to that, Ansem?

Vanitas looked to the side, one set of nails digging into his other arm. Returning to darkness… he didn’t know if he wanted that. He had just wanted the pain to stop and Xehanort had said that joining with Ventus would make it so. He honestly hadn’t cared if that had meant they both died instantly upon recompletion. He just wanted the pain to stop.

Sora says that’s not true and says that the heart may be weak, might even give in. But that he’s learned that deep down there’s a light that never goes out.

My friends, Sora thought. That little light that never goes out. My connection to my friends.

Axel looked down at the teenagers on the couch with him. While we may not have hearts, there is something… special almost that connects all of us. Maybe it’s the light, maybe it’s something different. But we’re always connected.

I hope so, Terra thought, thinking of his own heart. That means it’s not too late for me.

Ansem says that he has come far but still clearly understands nothing and floats up. A dark creature rises up behind him.

Terra pressed a hand to his temple. He could remember- What was going on? The light stung his eyes and the headache pulsed in his head and the darkness wrapped around all of his limbs. He choked on the darkness, trying to see through the light that was blinding his eyes. Was something… happening? Everything was wrapping around him, all the sounds and lights that he barely hear sounding like they were coming through six walls each. There was… He blinked once. Sand and noise and darkness and a boy and he was moving but he didn’t feel like he was moving and it almost felt like before, before- Another ripple of pain sliced across his head and he lost the sound and sight as the darkness crept closer and he tried to hold on but-

He had seen this. His breath caught at the sudden realization. More proof, he supposed. I guess that means that my heart isn’t broken, like it crossed my mind that it could be. If I can remember some things, it means that I was aware, seeing out of Ansem’s eyes. Joy.

Sora fights with Ansem and the dark creature until Ansem disappears.

Roxas made a noise at the abrupt disappearance of Ansem. If you were going to fight someone, at least fight until the end. Don’t cheat like that, Riku. He tried to tamp down the worry that was building in him for his Somebody. Or what felt like worry.

Sora and the others look around until the ground starts to shake, sending darkness and crevices up the beach. Sora spots Ansem hovering in the air but his gaze is cut off by a Darkside rising from the now broken ground.

Several people gasped at the thing grew from the ground, Aqua going stiff as she stared at it, memories flashing in front of her eyes of fighting them over and over again, learning how to fight them better but still being equally exhausted at the end of each one.

Kairi reached out, hands circling around one of Sora’s arms. She knew, she knew, that Sora made it out of this. She had seen him after it after all. But it still made her nervous and it was clear it wasn’t just her dealing with that.

Naminé got the urge to cover her eyes with her hands and hide her face.

Sora falls into the pit with it, Goofy and Donald skidding to a stop at the edge of the pit. Sora recognizes it from the night Destiny Islands disappeared and starts fighting it.

“Ow, ow, Kairi,” Sora gave her a flat look, flinching slightly as her grip on his arm grew painful. “I’m okay, remember? I survive this.”

“You can survive a lot,” Riku murmured from behind him, his own hand on Sora’s shoulder thankfully not as painful as Kairi’s was.

“Sorry,” Kairi muttered, loosening her grip. “It’s just… stressful to watch.”

The darkness slowly consumes the world around Sora even as Donald and Goofy join the battle against the creature.

The worry that was plaguing Riku and Kairi slowly infected the others as the world seemed to literally collapse from around Sora.

The darkness surges up and swallows the three of them. When Sora opens his eyes again, he sees the monster in a different form, with pieces of land surrounding it in the dark void.

“Riku,” Sora said, his ire this time directed at the older boy, as his grip became iron on Sora’s shoulder. “Guys, I’m fine. This was over a year ago at this point. I won; you both saw me afterward.

“It’s not that easy to stop worrying,” Aqua told him gently with a tight smile on her face. “People are just going to do that; you have to accept it.”

Sora huffed slightly. I don’t know why I need to; no one needs to worry about me. I’ve saved the world twice, I’m strong enough to take care of myself.

He attempts to get close to it, but the darkness comes back, swallowing up both Donald and Goofy, before taking him.

All of the noise and feeling in the room was sucked out of it as the screen went black and Sora didn’t reappear.

“Sora?” Mickey asked hesitantly and Sora turned around to give him a smile.

“Don’t worry Mickey,” he replied. He knew what came next after all.

“Giving up already? Come on Sora, I thought you were stronger than that.”

Riku blinked in surprise at his own voice that sounded through the room, which was quickly followed by Sora leaping out of the darkness and onto the land pieces.

“Turns out I can reach your heart,” Sora told him, smiling up at him as he leaned backward into Riku’s side. “I’ll always be able to.”

“Always?” He questioned, taken aback by the word and the smile that Sora was giving him, he could feel the heat rushing to his cheeks.

“Always,” Sora responded.

Unnoticed to the two of them, both Aqua and Terra flinched, hearing the familiar saying passed between the two of them that used to pass between the older two Keyblade Wielders.

Ansem appears out of the darkness, connected to the dark creature, and Sora moves forward, engaging in battle with him. In the distance, a familiar door can be seen.

Riku’s, Aqua’s, and Mickey’s eyes widened in surprise at the door. They hadn’t realized this had all been happening right outside of it, probably while the three of them were in different places behind it. If only they could have gone through, they could have helped.

Sora fights with Ansem, having to dodge from other attacks from the beast. Donald and Goofy suddenly burst out of the darkness and help Sora face off with Ansem.

Mickey sighed in relief at both the reappearances of his friends and the joy that Sora wouldn’t be fighting alone for the rest of the fight. He had done that enough.

Sora eventually lands a hit on Ansem that starts to cause the whole structure to collapse. Sora shields his eyes from the explosion, looking back to see just Ansem.

Kairi couldn’t help the cheer that slipped out of her mouth in joy as Sora defeated Ansem, jumping slightly on the couch, her grip on Sora turning into a hug as she leaned in. Sora smiled at her, returning the hug as best as he could without completely slipping out of Riku’s grip.

Roxas smiled as Xion did, both of them happy that the boy that they had in someway come from had defeated Ansem while Axel grinned, not at all surprised in any way. This was the boy who had taken down Xemnas. That was a feat, with help or not.

Aqua relaxed, allowing her shoulders to slump slightly as she witnessed Sora make it out of the fight mostly unscathed. While she knew it wasn’t the last thing he went through, not in the least, it was good that this was done.

Ansem says that it is futile and that the Keyblade alone cannot seal the Door to Darkness. He turns, looking back at the doors, and calls upon Kingdom Hearts to fill him with the power of Darkness.

Mickey and Riku looked at the screen in scrutiny. They would probably be showing up very soon. Riku’s hand almost tightened around Sora’s shoulder, but he managed to stop himself. It was fine, Sora was here now. They were both there together.

The doors start to open slowly, and darkness pours out of them.

The good mood that had taken over the room plummeted as the darkness started to creep out. Did Sora have to fight Ansem again? Kairi sucked in a breath, turning back to look at Sora. She paused in shock however, when she saw the smile on his face. He caught her eye.

“It’s okay, Kairi,” he told her. “Kingdom Hearts is light, remember?”

Sora tells Ansem that he’s wrong and he knows without a doubt that Kingdom Hearts is light. The darkness turns into light and covers Ansem, causing him to fade away.

Riku watched Ansem fade away with a neutral expression on his face. Ansem… he had seen him in Castle Oblivion and had lived as him for a good couple of weeks when trying to get Sora his heart back. He had seen him, over and over again in his nightmares and dreams, the mirror and in his own darkness.

To say his feelings about Ansem were complicated would be a gross understatement.

Terra dug his nails into his palms. If he had been connected to Ansem, which he was sure he had been, had this been the great… relief he had felt a while ago? In the darkness, all of a sudden there had been a great comfort taking over his body for a second, banishing the headache and all the pain and he had felt free from the darkness for the quickest of seconds before it was gone. Had this been it? The light of the worlds’ hearts?

Aqua sucked in a breath, feeling it catch in her throat as she watched some… facet of Xehanort fade away into nothingness. It didn’t… It wasn’t Xehanort, not really, but it still… had his vocal patterns and his goal, as twisted as it was, and it wasn’t… Her hands twisted together, a self-soothing measure she’d had since childhood and she simply closed her eyes, trying to push the confusion thoughts away. She couldn’t… it was hard to think.

Ven blinked, getting the random urge to look over at Vanitas. The darkness user was watching the screen with a blank expression, but Ven could see the way his hands were gripping the sides of his chair tightly. Was he… upset… about Ansem’s destruction? Would he have even cared about what happened to Ansem? Sure, he was a piece of Xehanort, but he didn’t seem to hold any of Xehanort’s ideals or plans. Though, they didn’t know that much about Xehanort. That could have been a plan all along and they would have no clue. Ven himself… was mostly just glad that Sora and the others were out of harm’s way.

Donald says that they have to shut the door and the three of them fly towards it, landing on the ground and running up to it. Sora and the others start pushing on the door, trying to close it.

Sora froze, before twisting his body so he could much more easily hug Riku, pressing his face into the older boy’s shoulder. Said older boy froze in shock before looking down at the Keyblade Wielder. He supposed… He wrapped one arm around Sora’s back, reciprocating the hug.

The gesture between the two of them did not lessen the worries of any of the other watchers, having grown used to reactions like that when things were truly about to go off the rails.

Donald and Goofy look through the open doors as they push, freezing in shock when they see the Heartless massing inside the door.

Several pairs of eyes grew wide when they noticed the number of Heartless there. That… was a lot.

Donald says to hurry and Sora nods, pushing the doors despite their little movement. A hand appears from inside the door, pulling from the inside, and Sora looks up, seeing Riku pulling from the inside.

Aqua paused, her gaze moving back to the boys who were curled up on the couch together. She remembered Sora’s words, from all the way back in the beginning, right as they were starting to watch the past. Sora had said they had closed the Door to Darkness from ‘opposite sides’ and the only thing on the other side was…

She hadn’t realized that Riku had gotten stuck in the Realm of Darkness with her.

After defending Mickey from the Heartless and ending up on the Destiny Islands for the quickest second, she had been thrown back into the Realm of Darkness, alone again though this time without a Keyblade. She had thought that Mickey and Riku had made it through, had made it to safety. Had she known that they were still there, she would have tracked them down, tried to protect them, instead of just wandering around again. Stupid, you shouldn’t have assumed. You should have done something, you’re a Keyblade Master.

She didn’t feel like one.

Riku and Sora start forcing the doors to close, but more and more Heartless amass behind it, including several Darksides.

Kairi watched the screen carefully, worry for her friends building in her throat as she looked between the screen and their current selves. She knew they made it out of there, but it was still nerve wracking.

Donald says that it’s hopeless, but they’re distracted by a bright light that appears and banishes all the Heartless back. The light dims and reveals Mickey.

Riku smiled as the mouse appeared, an expression echoed around the room.

Aqua briefly wondered if she was going to get shown, given that she was fighting Heartless not a hundred meters away.

Both Donald and Goofy are shocked but Mickey calls out to Sora to close the door for good. Sora hesitates for a second, looking to Riku who’s still on the other side of the door.

Sora, who had looked back at the screen for a quick second, turned away from it again, tightening his hold on Riku.

“It’s okay,” the older boy said gently, finding their positions abruptly reversed from what was happening not five minutes prior. “I’m here now. We’re both here now.”

“And you’re not allowed to leave again,” Sora replied, voice muffled slightly by his face being pressed into Riku’s side. “Never again. Right?”

“Right,” Riku repeated.

Aqua looked to Terra out of the corner of her eye, reaching out one hand behind Ven to latch onto one of his hands, holding it tightly. Terra startled slightly in surprise but then relaxed, sending her a smile, and changing their hand positions a little to be more comfortable. They knew separation well.

Roxas reached across Axel’s lap, intertwining his hands with Xion, trying to block out the memories of fighting her, of cradling her body as it flaked away after he had killed her. He felt Axel’s arm settle around his back and let his head fall slightly, leaning on the older man’s side. Xion held his hands back just as tightly.

Mickey reassures Sora that there will always be a door to light and Goofy tells Sora that he can trust King Mickey. Riku looks back towards Mickey and warns Sora that the Heartless are coming and Mickey thanks Donald and Goofy.

Mickey smiled gently at his friends on screen. His list of people who he needed to see was just getting longer and longer. Sure, he had been with them for the past two hours while waiting for Sora and Riku to reappear, but they had mostly been worried about the boys. They hadn’t really gotten a chance to sit and catch up with each other. Go over everything they had been through.

Riku tells Sora to take care of her and Sora nods firmly through his tears.

Sora reached out blindly and grasped Kairi’s arm, pulling on her incessantly until she moved closer, changing the way he was sitting so he could drag her into the hug, one arm coming up to hold her close. Her free hand intertwined with Riku’s, and she pressed her forehead to his shoulder for the quickest second. He smiled back at her, shifting around to make it easier, and within a second, the three of them were curled up in a hug together, all bunched together at Riku’s end of the couch. Sora sniffled slightly, clearly trying to mask the tears that were no doubt building in him, having to be reminded of this, and Riku and Kairi just held him tighter.

Everyone carefully averted their eyes from the three of them, trying to give them as much privacy as possible.

Sora finishes pushing the door closed and backs up, summoning the Keyblade. On the other side, Mickey summons Kingdom Key D and it glows in time with Sora’s.

Sora, through the tears that were misting his eyes, gazed at the Keyblade that the King was holding onscreen. It certainly looked like his, just color swapped, like Mickey had said. Why his though? Nothing was special about it, despite the fact that it used to be Riku’s.

Sora backs up from the door as it vanishes, several memories of Riku flashing in front of his eyes, before it disappears completely.

Sora pressed his face deeper into Riku’s side. Not leaving, not leaving again. Staying with me, forever.

Riku couldn’t stop the blush from creeping up his cheeks slightly when he saw the memories that Sora thought of. He didn’t realize that closing the door had hurt Sora so badly.

Axel raised an eyebrow at the screen. Having several flashbacks to several important memories while the boy at the center of the memories slipped out of your reach? Yeah, that didn’t scream heteronormality.

From behind them, Sora hears Kairi call his name and turns around, seeing her there. He takes off towards her, Donald and Goofy watching behind.

Now it was Kairi choking back tears, remembering holding onto his hand in a death grip. Trying to keep a hold of it as the very ground beneath their feet worked to pull them apart. Sora pulled her closer to him. At this point, it was hard to tell where one teenager ended and the other began.

Sora grabs her hand and tells Kairi that he is always with her and that he’ll come back to her, he promises. Kairi says she knows he will.

“And you did,” she whispered, feeling the first tear trickle down her face, hand tightening on Sora’s. “You did.”

“I did,” he confirmed, pressing their temples to each other. “I did.”

Their hands lose grip on each other, Sora reaching out one more time as she vanished into the dark.

“Here, I’m here,” Kairi murmured. “We’re all here.” They weren’t letting go of each other again.

Aqua’s hand grew vicelike on Terra’s swallowing back her own tears that tried to escape her. Why? Why was it that they could never stay together? She, Terra, and Ven were ripped apart from each other; Roxas, Xion, and Axel were separated as well. Why couldn’t they just stay together? Why wouldn’t the world let them?

Xion pressed herself into Axel’s side, swallowing past the lump in her throat.

Kairi sees a small ball of light float down in front of her and she looks up, seeing hundreds of them float through the air.

“All the light returning to the world,” Ven murmured, voice quiet and downtrodden. His hands reached out and gently grasped his friends’, having seen how they had reached out for each other. Another trio, separated in pursuit of saving the world.

Sora sees it as well, looking around in shock. Around Kairi, Destiny Islands springs back into being, being restored back to life.

All three of the Islanders smiled in happiness at seeing their home returned. They knew it happened, Kairi had lived there for a year, but having seen it fall to darkness earlier in the watching, they were happy to see it return to life as well.

Kairi sees Sora disappear into a bright flash of light, from which hundreds of streaks of light explode outwards, painting across the sky.

“Are those…?” Xion questioned, not knowing exactly what they were but having an idea. “The worlds?”

Mickey nodded once in response, seeing as the other teenagers weren’t going to do it, still wrapped up in each other.

Now during the daytime, Kairi heads into the Secret Place, finding the drawing that Sora added too before the world fell. She reaches out and touches it, tears dripping down her cheeks.

“When we go back,” Kairi whispered to Sora, voice barely over a breath. “We should share an actual paopu.” Riku’s breath caught in his throat as he heard Kairi’s statement.

Sora blinked, slightly befuddled. Sharing a paopu... that hadn't really been something discussed about before. “To… prove our friendship?” He asked her, voice not leaving the level of hers and Kairi sucked in a breath, looking up at Sora. When he didn’t say anything else, she forced her mouth into a smile, nodding gently.

“Yeah,” she said, brushing off another tear that rolled down her cheek. “For our friendship.”

She paints herself giving a paopu to Sora.

Riku closed his eyes, feeling a tear slide down his face. It was fine, he was just crying because he had just relived losing Sora again. He wasn’t crying because… He wasn’t. Sora’s not yours to love, he and Kairi care so deeply for each other. Why are you trying to insert yourself into their love? They’re the textbook fairytale, they’re everything the stories say. Two people as bright as them would do no less than write a new fairytale.

You might have come to terms that you love him, but it's not right to. Don't go getting any ideas.

In the Disney Castle, Minnie and Daisy are walking through the halls, getting called over by Chip and Dale. They look out the window, seeing three young ducklings getting chased by some brooms.

“Donald’s nephews,” Mickey explained, smiling at the sight of Minnie. Sora twisted his head to see the screen while keeping a grasp on the other two. They certainly looked like Donald.

Ven blinked in slight surprise. It seemed that Huey, Dewy, and Louie hadn’t aged that much either while he was gone. Perhaps it was the world. Or maybe people like Mickey, the trio, and the others simply aged slower.

In a room, Aerith, Leon, and Yuffie are speaking with each other. Cid enters the room and gestures outside.

Sora narrowed his eyes, trying to pinpoint the room. Were they… still in Hollow Bastion? He assumed, because they had been there when he returned there and he didn’t know if Traverse Town still existed with all the worlds restored but… surely, they had stuff there, if they had been living there for nine years. Hopefully they managed to grab it.

Aerith leaves the room, following Cid’s instructions, and sees Cloud waiting by a window. He turns to look at her in surprise and she breaks into a run, running up to him and throwing her arms around him. They hug.

Several of them smiled, glad to see the two of them reunited. Sora was happy that Cloud managed to find his light. Don’t worry Cloud, he thought, his hand tightening around Riku’s. I found mine too.

In a home, Pinocchio looks at his body, which has been transformed from a puppet into a real boy. He jumps around in excitement, to the amusement of Geppetto.

“How did he become real?” Roxas questioned, taken aback, and Sora simply shrugged. He hadn’t even realized this had happened.

“Well, the world is full of strange things,” Ven replied.

Jasmine and Aladdin reunite in Agrabah, sharing a kiss.

Riku looked down, blowing out a slow breath. He was glad that Jasmine was okay and managed to get back to Agrabah and Aladdin alright.

On Destiny Islands, Tidus, Wakka, and Selphie run down the beach together.

All three of the Islanders felt a pang of sadness and nostalgia in their chest when they witnessed this. “When we get back,” Sora murmured. “We need to go to the beach. Like we used to.” He got two nods of approval.

Sora is walking down a path with Donald and Goofy.

Kairi and Riku weren’t the only ones to sigh a little in relief once it became clear that Sora had gotten out of the dark world okay when all the worlds started returning to the sky. They knew he had gotten out, he had told them and he was literally there with them, but seeing it was another relief.

Donald asks what they do now and Sora says they have to find the King and Riku.

Riku started, the facts finally making their way through his head. Sora… Sora’d had a chance to go back to the Islands with Kairi. All he had to do was jump across the small gap before it had become huge. But he… hadn’t?  Why hadn’t he? Why hadn’t he gone back with Kairi, who so clearly loved him and was pure light just like Sora, who had never fallen to the dark or got manipulated or all the things that Riku had done?

Why had he stayed to look for Riku?

Against his will, his cheeks heated up slightly. Was it possible…?

Goofy asks where they should start and Sora pauses, not having an answer. Their attentions are pulled by Pluto, who appears on the path with a letter in his mouth with the king’s seal.

“Oh good, Pluto found you,” Mickey sighed in relief. He was worried that the whole Castle Oblivion thing had happened because they hadn’t found his letter, but clearly that wasn’t true. Castle Oblivion had simply happened anyway, he supposed.

Sora asks Pluto if he’s seen the king and Pluto starts to head off down the path. The three of them exchange glances before taking off after Pluto.

Off to another adventure, Aqua thought with the smallest of sighs. She needed… She, in frank terms, needed to have a talk with whatever adults were in Sora’s life at the moment. And yes, that included Mickey.

As Sora ran, he heard a voice in his head. “Remember Sora, you are the one… who will open the door to the light.”

The screen faded to black.

Sora squeezed his friends tighter. They were here. They were all here. The three teenagers pressed themselves close to each other.

As Aqua looked around, eyes resting on each of the different couches and chairs, she let out a sharp breath and unwound her hand from Terra, squeezing them tightly together for a quick second. It was clear, now that the first great ‘adventure’ had ended they needed a break. Perhaps a much longer one than they’d had before. Her eyes moved to Axel and then to Mickey. She could tell they agreed with her.

They could talk about everything that they had just witnessed later. Right now, she needed to corral eight teenagers into taking a break before one of them had another breakdown.

She sighed, eyes settling back on the three who were slowly unwinding themselves from each other. They were all together now. And Aqua would do everything she could to keep it like that.

Notes:

Holy sh!t. It's done. KH1 is done.
3 months of writing, 130,000 words, countless hours spent on this. And KH1 is done.

I just have to take this moment to thank all of you who read, left kudos, commented, or subscribed. When I started this story three months ago, it was a work that was completely for myself. I simply couldn't find a work like this in the Kingdom Hearts fandom that had the ships I wanted and that was still being updated. So, I made my own. And now, it's the work of mine that's getting the most attention. When I started this, I didn't think anyone was going to want to read it. Now, 6,000 hits, 136 Kudos, 300 comments, 41 bookmarks, and 91 subscriptions later, I am thoroughly blown away. Thank you to all of you who took time out of your busy schedule to read this fic, whether you just found it or have been here for three months. All of your comments, your kudos, they all mean the world to me. I hope, when this story returns, you continue to enjoy it.

Next time you return to this, you can expect a chapter or two of just talking, winding down, and I plan to have several people sleep. Because time has still been passing and some people just finished fighting a cult leader. After that, onto Chain of Memories!

See you in a month!

Chapter 19: A Break At Last

Notes:

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Chapter Text

“Okay,” Aqua hummed out, pulling most of the attention to her. “Sora, is that… around the end of your first adventure?”

The boy nodded, carefully extracting himself a little from the pile he and his friends had become. He didn’t let go of them completely, but just enough that he could see the rest of the room. “Yeah, I think there’s like another week where we travelled around, trying to find Mickey and Riku before…” He trailed off, eyebrows furrowing as a small frown crossed his face. “After that, I can’t remember anything until waking up a couple of weeks ago.”

Unseen by most of them, Naminé flinched, looking down at her hands. They were probably going to see Castle Oblivion next and everything that had happened there. Everything that she had done. Her hands curled into fists in her lap, and she bit her lip. She hoped… She hoped that Sora would perhaps react the same way he had when he had figured out what she had done the first time. She didn’t… She hadn’t wanted to hurt him, but… She knew she had. She knew very well what it was she did.

Aqua gave herself a second to let that part of Sora’s explanation sink in. While that was highly concerning, they would probably find out about it. Then she could evaluate how much more she needed to be worrying about it.

“Well then,” she said instead of whatever else she wanted to say. “It’s probably time for a break.”

“Shouldn’t we keep watching?” Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow at her. “That’s what we’re supposed to do here, right?”

“Maybe,” she conceded with a tip of her head. “But we have to realize that for us, time has been passing. Sora, didn’t you say that you and Riku were in the Realm of Darkness before coming here?”

“Yeah,” Sora admitted. “We had just finished fighting Xemnas and…” He grimaced, sharing a look with Riku. They both knew how taxing that fight had been on them. Even now, hours and several cure spells later, even including the magical healing this room had given them when they appeared in it, they could both still feel the effects, even if the effects were pale reflections.

“And I’m sure that this has been tiring for all of us, not just those who just came out of a fight.” She had seen the way Terra hadn’t spent much time standing in between the times he helped Riku or how both Roxas and Naminé had only gotten up if they absolutely had to. Even if the rest of them hadn’t been through what Sora and Riku had, they were all tired in their own way. She would admit, rest sounded wonderful to her. She hadn’t been able to sleep consistently in the Realm of Darkness, not with the Heartless always attacking her, especially once she lost Master’s Defender. And while it was clear that time passed differently in the two worlds, it hadn’t been a non-substantial time for her either.

Looking around, she could see that the other adults agreed with her, if Mickey’s and Axel’s slightly worried faces were anything to go by.

“Sleep sounds like a good idea,” Riku murmured, eyes blinking down at Sora and Kairi. “I highly doubt that you’ve done anything to relax since being kidnapped twice and gaining your Keyblade,” he said, remark aimed at Kairi. “And we both just got out of a who knows how long fight with Xemnas.” This time, his words were aimed at Sora.

As if listening to him, the room’s lights dimmed slightly and the room seemed to… stretch, if that was possible. Two beds appeared in the back, along with a pile of blankets and pillows.

“Man, this place is freaky,” Axel muttered. None of them really disagreed with him.

~

Mickey didn’t know what had awoken him.

Blinking his eyes open, the mouse king sat up from the couch he had been sleeping on, eyes automatically moving to check the others in the room.

In the dim light, he could see Aqua, Terra, and Ven together on one of the beds conjured, the three of them curled up together, not wanting to spend even a second apart. On the floor near Mickey, in-between all the couches, despite numerous protests, the three Destiny Island’s children had created a nest out of blankets and pillows. In their words, ‘like they had done when they were young’. Riku was settled in the center, Sora and Kairi both taking a side of the older boy, doing their best to protect him even in their sleep. Mickey couldn’t help the small smile that bloomed on his face when gazing at him. It was nice to see him finally allowing his two oldest friends to help him. As painful watching his past actions had to have been, Mickey was glad it happened. Riku had clearly needed it, as well as the breakdowns he’d had. Sometimes, the best way to process emotions was to let them come out first.

His brother had taught him that.

Further back, Axel had taken the second bed, along with the three remaining teenagers, Roxas and Xion asleep in his arms, and Naminé reluctantly pulled along by an insisting Xion, who didn’t want the girl to sleep alone. Mickey was slightly worried about the way Naminé was curled into a small, little ball in her sleep, and he knew what happened next no doubt would have to do with her time in Castle Oblivion. He didn’t know the full story, he honestly didn’t know most of it, but he knew it had been bad. It was obvious just from the way she sat and interacted with the rest of them.

So, everyone seemed asleep. What had awoken him then?

Another quiet scrabble sound broke through the silence and Mickey abruptly remembered their final member. Carefully stepping off the couch and heading over to the corner that the young darkness wielder had claimed, he was forced to conjure the smallest light spell as it seemed like darkness itself was seeping into the cracks in the wall, making it darker than the rest of the room.

“Vanitas?” He asked quietly as he pulled the light to him and four sets of red eyes reflected back at him, the Unversed circling Vanitas like cats would circle a person. “What-?!”

“Don’t hurt them,” Vanitas said, voice also dropping probably just from instinct. One of his hands was resting on the head of the closest Flood and the other three were scattered around him in different positions, one curled up in Vanitas’s lap like he had seen Pluto do several times. Like a pet.

“Unversed?” He asked, forcing back the instinct to grab his Keyblade and get rid of them, despite how futile that movement would end up being with their Keyblades still locked away. “How are they…? Did you summon them?” Can he summon them? Mickey hadn’t known.

“I always was able to summon them.” Vanitas’s voice was bitter, even in its quietness. “They’re a part of me.” The hand that was resting on the Flood tightened slightly, nails still covered by gloves scratching the top of the Flood’s head. The Flood… purred, if such things were possible, its eyes growing smaller for a second as if it had closed its eyes in pleasure.

“A ‘part of you’?” Mickey asked, worried about the implications of that sentence. Why were they a part of Vanitas? What were they to him? What was he to them?

“Yes,” Vanitas replied. “Part of me.” At Mickey’s confused look, his eyes moved back to the Flood, who looked up at him. “They’re my… emotions, if you could call it that. They appear when I’m…” He swallowed, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but there. “… distressed.” The Flood that was curled up in his lap stood, stretching like a cat would, before changing its position to settle back in Vanitas’s lap.

Mickey’s eyes widened. Distressed? But they… Hadn’t they been everywhere? Every world, dozens of them. “Can you summon them… without being distressed?” He asked. He had to know; he didn’t want to think about the other option. Because Vanitas was a teenager who shied away from gentle looks, who was the apprentice to Xehanort, who snarled and scoffed at any light.

“It’s possible,” Vanitas said. “But it is harder.” So, Vanitas just summoned them. He must have. He must have summoned all of them. Because if all of them were from distressed emotions-

Vanitas sighed, dragging Mickey from his thoughts, and he looked at the teenager. Truly looked at him.

On the surface level, he just looked like Sora with darker hair and yellow eyes. There were scars, faint and white, curling up his face, three of them that faded before they hit his eyes. There were dark-ish circles under his eyes and his hair certainly didn’t look like he had been taking care of it well.

One of the Floods shifted, reaching up and pawing at one of Vanitas’s arms and Mickey realized something with a jolt.

“Vanitas, your outfit,” he started, and Vanitas looked up at him from the Flood, eyes flashing for a second in surprise. Like he hadn’t realized that the King was still there. “Do you… Do you want to change?” The outfit didn’t look comfortable, being identical to the battle suit that he had worn when he had fought Mickey all those years ago, and it seemed… strange to continue to wear it, when it was such a big symbol of Xehanort.

“What?” Vanitas asked, sounding thoroughly taken aback, and Mickey hoped he hadn’t overstepped.

Perhaps all these new instincts he had gained after he started subconsciously claiming Riku as his were much stranger to the outside person than he thought they would be.

“It doesn’t look comfortable,” Mickey said gently, doing his best not to startle Vanitas further. “And I bet the room could conjure some clothes for you. It’s done everything else.”

As if the room was listening to them, which it probably was, a pile of dark clothes appeared in between them, neatly folded. Behind them, the same color as the walls, a door faded into being. Vanitas jumped slightly when the clothes appeared, and the Floods’ eyes flashed in time with their creator.

“No, what, why would I-” Vanitas sputtered, his hand tightening on the Flood, and Mickey winced.

“You don’t have to, I just wanted to give you the option,” he reassured. “I just…” It was just that Vanitas was a teenager. Who couldn’t help but remind Mickey of Riku, still entrenched in the darkness and searching desperately for a way out. Who wore the face of Sora, the boy who sacrificed so much to save the worlds. Who was the half of Ventus, who tried and failed to hold onto what he had, afraid of losing it. Who sat like Naminé, as if expecting something to appear and hurt him. Who had the same jaded, broken look in his eyes as Roxas, the same resigned air as Xion. The feeling of being forgotten, that surrounded Kairi like smoke.

Maybe it was because Mickey was realizing that Vanitas was a teenager and something that clearly happened all those years ago.

Vanitas’s face flickered through so many emotions that Mickey wasn’t able to catch all of them, pressing himself backwards deeper into the corner. Mickey sighed. He clearly… wasn’t helping.

“You should sleep,” he eventually settled on, hoping that his words would relax Vanitas slightly. “It’ll be good for you.” He turned and left then, trying to put enough space between the two of them that Vanitas would relax.

As he headed back to the couch, he listened, hoping that Vanitas would take up the offer. But there was no movements from the corner and Mickey’s dreams were full of dust, Keyblades, and the creatures that would jump out from shadows, living reflections of their creator’s pain.

~

Vanitas’s eyes hadn’t strayed away from the clothes sitting innocently in a pile in front of him once in, what he suspected, an hour. You idiot, it’s a pile of clothes, it’s not going to hurt you.

But every time he looked at them, every time he looked away, all he could see was the mouse King’s eyes. Hear his words. Ringing in his ears over and over again.

“Can you summon them without being distressed?”

“It doesn’t look comfortable.”

He wanted to snarl, to set one of the Unversed on the pathetic pile of linens in front of him. To shut off his ears like he had been able to do some many times because he had gotten in trouble for listening too much in the past.

But for some stupid reason, he couldn’t.

He already hated this. Hated being in this room, forced to watch things that had nothing to do with him, forced to share space with Master Aqua and Venty-Wenty and all the other pathetic Light-Bearers.

Not that they were as light as he thought. The silver-hair had been a pawn of darkness, of Xehanort. And the fire-burner had admitted to being a bad person.

His nails, hidden by his gloves, dug into his arms.

The Unversed moved around him, offering their little comforts.

The clothes sat in a pile in front of him.

“It doesn’t look comfortable.”

With a final snarl, he stood abruptly, snatching the clothes as he went, causing the Unversed to scatter from around him. He didn’t… He wasn’t accepting anyone’s charity; the room was the one to conjure the clothes. He wasn’t… It wasn’t… He had been given them, as stupid as it sounded. It would be… bad for him… to ignore it.

“Room,” he growled after a second, looking back down at the clothes and noticing what was there. Or what wasn’t there. “Can I have a pair of gloves?” It made him cringe, made him burn to have to ask for it but… his current gloves were made for gripping his Keyblade, made for making sure his hands wouldn’t get scratched up during fights. Like the mouse said, they weren’t comfortable. But he couldn’t go without gloves. Not with…

The scars on his hands twinged still on the coldest nights, as if remembering what had been done to them a couple of years after his creation, once Xehanort first started letting him out of the Graveyard.

A pair of gloves appeared on the pile in his arms. He flinched.

It was a… gift from a being much more powerful than him. It would be a bad idea to say no.

That was the only reason he was accepting it.

~

Kairi giggled as she ran down the hallways, her doll clutched safely in her hand. In her mind, the princess was running to save her love, who was locked in the tower. Also known as her closet. It was like the story Lea had told her, a couple of nights ago, though it was the princess doing the saving now. Because they could save as well.

She rounded one of the corners, making sure to avoid Granny’s study. She wasn’t allowed in there quite yet, something about her being too young to be near some of the things. She disagreed. She was five, she wasn’t a baby anymore.

Or at least, that was what Lea said.

Nevertheless, she didn’t go in the room.

The sound of a door being thrown open made her perk up, as there was only one person whom she knew that did that, and the sound of his voice echoing down the hallways only served to prove her correct. All thoughts of the game she was playing left her mind instantly and she pivoted on her heel, racing back to the door.

“Lea!” She shrieked in happiness, seeing her older brother turn to face her at her shout. Without a second thought, she threw herself at him, leaping up into his arms and trusting him to catch her. Like he always did.

Of course, this time was no exception.

“Hello, ‘Ri,” he replied with a laugh, holding her gently but securely as they spun slightly due to Kairi’s force. “What’s all this? I’ve only been gone a couple of hours.”

“A couple of long hours,” she pouted, leaning back slightly in his hold to give her the best impression of Granny’s glare whenever Lea tracked mud into the house. “It’s been forever.”

“It really hasn’t,” he chuckled but gave her a final hug before setting her gently back down on the ground. Behind him, Kairi could see Isa, the other boy hiding a gentle smile behind a hand, and she waved at him, getting a nod back. Kairi couldn’t help the feeling that Isa didn’t like her, but to quote her Granny, ‘he just didn’t know how to talk to children.’ Whatever that meant.

“So, how’d you spend the day?” Lea asked her, kicking off his boots and pulling off his jacket. Winter was really starting to settle in, and Kairi couldn’t wait until it started snowing. Lea always made the best snowmen.

“Well, Granny needed my help starting dinner and then I had to read my schoolbooks.” She made a face as she said it, rocking back and forth on her heels. Lea muttered something with a smile as she said it, something that made Isa smack him on the shoulder. She blinked for a quick second. “And then I drew some and played. What’d you do? Make it into the Castle this time?”

Isa’s face did something funny as she asked and Lea’s eyes crinkled slightly in something that wasn’t happiness, but she didn’t have a chance to look at it fully before he was back to normal. “Yup,” he chirped out, rolling his shoulders back and moving deeper into the room, Isa following him as always. “And managed to get back out with any of them catching us.” She gasped in joy, feeling her eyes grow wide.

Every day, Lea would come back with either the fact that he got into the Castle or didn’t. She didn’t actually know why he wanted in there or even what he did, but why did it matter? It was so cool that he was getting into the Castle. She could see it whenever she went into the square, and she desperately wanted to go in. Maybe one day she could convince Lea to take her with him.

“Lea, is that you?” Granny called, her voice coming from the kitchen and the three kids each jumped slightly, if for different reasons.

“Yep!” He replied, offering a hand to Kairi to hold as they moved down the hallway. “Isa’s here too!”

“I suspected,” Granny replied, in the tone of voice she used whenever she would talk to Isa and Kairi wasn’t allowed to listen for some reason. Isa ducked his head at that, and Lea turned, giving him a comforting look. Which Kairi still didn’t get. Isa came over almost every other day, why was he still worried about being in the house?

The smells from the kitchen hit them as they entered, and Kairi couldn’t help the smile that spread over her face at it. Granny always made the best meals, no matter what. Granny turned around, giving them a smile and Kairi smiled back, her hand snug in Lea’s grip until-

-it wasn’t and the ground shook under her feet.

The square, which usually was populated with so many, was dead and empty and her lungs were nearly bursting, and her hands were scraped but she couldn't stop.

The beasts would get her.

She remembered them from before, remembered them from a couple of months ago, remembered the woman who had saved her, with the beautiful weapon. She was told Lea about it that night, whispering under the covers like they loved to do, and he had told her about the boy his age with a similar weapon and they had both laughed.

She didn’t feel like laughing now.

She could hear the critters behind her. Her little legs couldn’t keep this up.

Why did she have to go to the square without Granny?

She knew why.

Because Lea was still missing.

She had heard Granny’s worried murmurs, had listened in the beginning when Granny told her to stay in the house and not answer the door for anyone. She had seen the sadness on Granny’s face when she had returned from the Castle, when Granny had told her that the people at the Castle hadn’t seen him.

But… Kairi couldn’t help the feeling that the words were wrong.

If Lea was anywhere besides school, the square, and home, he would be in the Castle. And they knew this. If he had gotten caught sneaking into the Castle, he would have just been thrown out. And it wasn’t like that happened anymore. Lea had been an apprentice and he had been so proud of it and Kairi had known there was something he wasn’t telling her, but he had told her not to worry so she hadn’t and now…

Now her brother was missing, had been missing for a week, there were beasts in the square, and a blackness in the sky.

She didn’t know what to do. What could she even do?

The path caught her toe and she fell with a cry and blood spattered the ground and she wanted to cry because Lea was gone and Isa was too and Granny was clearly worried, clearly didn’t trust the Castle anymore and now there was beasts, and she was going to DIE-

“Kairi!”

She woke with a gasp, hands reaching out randomly, feeling her heart beating out of her chest. Her breath came in pants and the view of the ceiling she had was blurry.

“Kairi?” At Sora’s voice, she dropped her hands and rolled her head to the side slightly. Sora was sitting up and giving her a concerned look, rubbing sleep from one of his eyes. It was clear that he had just woken up as well.

“Sora?” She questioned, mind slowly falling into the present from… whatever dream she’d been having. “What…?”

“You were having a nightmare, I think,” he explained, leaning slightly closer to her. “Are you okay?”

“…Yeah,” she responded after a second, the feeling of the blankets beneath her and the suspicious lack of Riku between her and Sora working to ground her. “Yeah, I’m okay.” She pushed herself up, rolling her shoulders slightly and looked around.

The light had risen up again, back to a seeable level. Ven was still asleep, as was Naminé and Xion, from what she could see. Riku was awake, talking quietly to Mickey, but when he felt her gaze on him, he looked up at her, giving her a concerned look. He must have seen her nightmare. She waved his concerns away.

Aqua was currently trying to wake Ven, the same action that Axel was taking with Xion and Naminé. Roxas was awake, sitting at the head of the bed and giving the room at large a more searching look, like he had just fully started to see it in its totality. Terra was nowhere to be seen, which was concerning until she noticed the door imbedded into the wall. When had that…?

No matter.

Their final member was sitting in the same corner he had exiled himself to the night before, looking like he was trying to melt into the shadows and…

Didn’t he used to have different clothes?

Sora followed her gaze. “Mickey told us that the room conjured new clothes for Vanitas,” he told her in a low tone and Kairi got the feeling that it had been a whispered confession. “Which was probably a good thing, his last outfit didn’t look that comfortable.”

Kairi nodded once before looking away so Vanitas wouldn’t catch her looking. She had a feeling he would tear into her. Which, seriously, what was his deal? Who willingly worked with someone who had killed and abused and imprisoned people?

She pushed herself to her feet, stretching her arms up and over her head. Ven was, reluctantly, awake, and Aqua had disappeared into the room with Terra. Kairi wondered for a quick second if there had been something that they should have watched out for when watching the past, as it was now clear that Terra had been possessed by that madman and it was some version of… him, if you could even call it that, that Sora had fought. Not that it would have been a willing thing.

“I assume we’re going to start watching soon?” She asked as Sora stood as well and the boy gave her a nod.

Well, she thought, looking around as Xion and Naminé both returned to the land of the waking. Hopefully this watching won’t hurt people as much as the last one clearly hurt Riku.

~

Terra… was well aware that he currently shouldn’t be acting like this.

He was a Keyblade Wielder, for stars’ sake. He had fought countless enemies, knew how to wield his blade flawlessly. He was the oldest and it wasn’t like he was a stranger to grief and heartache and hurt.

So why was it one measly nightmare that had managed to knock him so thoroughly to the ground?

His hands ran through his hair as he sat on the ground, back pressed against the wall behind him. He didn’t know where the room had come from, why it was there, but it was mostly just a tinier version of the room in which they had watched the past. It was just currently used by Terra as he worked to make sure he wouldn’t fall into a panic attack.

“Aqua, put an end to me.”

“Show me your darkness.”

“Did you really help kill our master?”

“Stop, stop, please! Leave them alone!”

“Try all you want but-”

“Terra?” Aqua’s voice broke through the haze in his mind, and he flinched, his head slamming against the wall. The woman blinked, taking in his form, before gently closing the door behind herself and hurrying to his side, falling to her knees next to him.

“Terra, hey,” she said quietly, one hand already outreached and placed on his head, Cura flowing through it easily. “It’s okay. What happened?”

For a second, he considered lying to her, but the thought was thrown out almost immediately. It was Aqua, she would be able to tell that he was lying instantly. “Nightmare,” he replied quietly, wincing at the roughness of his voice. “Followed by a flashback, I think.”

Aqua hummed, voice unreadable for a second before she changed her position and leaning closer to him, wrapping one of her arms around him and pressing their temples together.

“About Xehanort?” She whispered and he nodded once. She simply sighed and leaned closer, curling her unoccupied hand around his. “Wanna talk about it?”

He shook his head faster than he ever thought had in his life.

“Okay, but… It’ll probably get brought up,” she murmured, speaking the part of him that he didn’t want to acknowledge out loud. “Our past is probably going to get shown too.”

“I know.” He didn’t say anything besides that, and she let it be, the two of them simply sitting together in the quietness. Before, of course, something occurred to him.

“Aqua?” He asked and she hummed in answer. “There’s something I have to tell you.”

Aqua paused, able to discern his tone of voice, and sat back slightly, keeping their hands intertwined with each other but facing him fully. “What?”

He winced, closing one eye slightly. Hoping that Aqua doesn’t kill me. “Y’know the boy, Riku?” She nodded once. “Well, the fact that he’s… a Keyblade Wielder… isn’t an accident?”

“What.” It wasn’t a question.

Terra ran his tongue over his teeth. “I may… have Bequeathed to him? When I was there?”

“You did what?!” Terra finally managed to open his eyes to look at her just as she stood up, pulling their hands apart. He flinched slightly.

“I Bequeathed to him.” His voice was more steady this time. “About eleven years ago now.”

“He… You-” She spun on her heel and paced the length of the room. Terra blew out a slow breath, watching her carefully. He knew this was how she’d react, given the fact that Riku was five when he had visited and her opinions while they were watching the past clearly hadn’t changed that outcome.

“He was five,” she finally managed to spit out, turning on her heel once she reached the door a third time, placing her hands on her hips and glaring at him. He wilted.

“I know,” he responded, and she took to pacing again. “But Aqua… He was so bright.”

“I know,” she snapped.

“Bright enough to draw me in from the Lanes Between Worlds.”

“I know.”

“And if he could draw me in, who knew what else he could draw in.” Aqua finally paused slightly at his words and he pounced on the opportunity. Sue him, he didn’t want to die. “Aqua, he was always going to be something special, that much is so obvious. I thought I could give him a fighting chance with the Keyblade.” He paused, looking down again. “And it wasn’t like I meant to leave him there all alone. I had plans to come back, after a couple of years, once he was older. Talk to him, truly explain everything. He had already realized that I was from a world not his own, he already wanted to leave his island. What else could I do but try and help him the best I could?”

Aqua gazed down at Terra, biting her tongue. She wanted to be mad. She wanted to be mad so badly because Riku had been five. He had been a child, safe and innocent.

But… He had also been bright. So stupidly bright that it dragged her from the Lanes Between. He was special and Terra… wasn’t wrong about giving him some form of protection. Not that it had ended up helping him much, but she as hell wasn’t going to say that to Terra when he was already dealing with so much.

Idiot, she cursed herself. Terra was probably there first; you should have realized that Terra gave Riku a Keyblade. What kind of a Keyblade Master are you?

Something prodded at the back of her head, something familiar. Hadn't she realized?

“Fine,” she eventually settled on, sitting down on the floor in front of Terra. He looked at her in surprise. “Fine, I realize that you did the best you could.” She ran a hand through her hair. “Did you Bequeath to Sora as well?”

“No,” he responded with a shake of his head. “I don’t know how that happened. The thing… with the light in the darkness… when he was trying to save Riku perhaps?” She bit her lip. Maybe…

She sighed slightly, pressing her hands into her face.

“Okay,” she murmured. “Okay.” She wiped at her face once, subtly wiping away the tears that had been building in her eyes. She was a Keyblade Master, they don’t cry. No darkness, no dark emotions. “Up Terra,” she said, reaching a hand out and grabbing one of his. “We have to be there, for them. You can speak to Riku when you feel up to it, though you will be doing it, and I’ll work to not strangle Vanitas with my bare hands.” She let out a final breath. “And we’ll be there for the kids. No matter what.”

Terra looked at her before nodding once. “Let’s go watch some more of the past,” he told her, and she nodded. Squeezing his hand a final time, she backed up and reached out to the door, pushing it open. To her relief, it seemed like everyone was up, even Vanitas. She paused for a quick second. Had he even slept? He had been awake the last time she could remember before she slipped off to dreamland, definitely not having a nightmare, and he had been awake when she had woken. Had he even fallen asleep?

She gave him a cursory glance, trying not to focus too hard on him. That was… not something she was equipped to handle right then.

“Is everyone ready?” She asked the room at large, trying to push all the confidence that she didn’t feel in her voice. There were nods from around the room. “Let’s do it then.”

Unseen by everyone, Naminé took several struggling breaths and pressed her nails into her palms so hard that they broke skin. They were probably about to see what she had done. To Sora and the Riku Replica and-

She sucked in a breath. Sora hadn’t been mad at her when he found at. He hadn’t.

She pressed her eyes closed against the sting of tears.

He wouldn’t be mad at her now, right?

She desperately hoped so.

Notes:

Me, kicking down the figurative door: IT'S DECEMBER PEEPS! I HAVE RETURNED!!!

In honesty, I was really excited to start this story again. I love this work to bits and pieces so I can't wait to start writing regularly. I didn't get through my writing goal of NaNoWriMo unfortunately, but I did some things! Which is good.

So, this chapter was mostly just checking in with a few characters I think need it. And don't worry, characters like the Sea Salt Trio, Ven, and Namine will be getting more focus during this next game. If it grated on anyone that they didn't before, they'll get it now. Time to truly jump into trauma territory.

NECESSARY NOTES! THESE CONTAIN PLANS FOR THE FUTURE!
1. First, I will be doing Union X. I'm doing it, there's too many good moments to not. Also, I love the game. And the characters!
2. I WILL be making a work after this that chronicles their journey to defeat Xehanort with their future knowledge. I don't know when that will be out because I don't know when this will be finished, but there is already plans in the making.
3. I don't know if I'm going to do some of the optional things, such as the Sephiroth fight, Hundred Acre Woods, Pride Lands, and the like. Cutscene compilations don't tend to include them unfortunately, nor do the books. I'm sorry, I really am, but I still need to figure it out. So, place it in tentative 'probably not going to happen' territory. Maybe I'll figure it out, maybe I won't. I don't know. (Also, I'll be skipping Atlantica for KH2. I don't think I need to explain why.)
4. Reminder, I’m not changing the canon surrounding Aqua and her meeting with the boys eleven years ago so just… let that stir.

I hope nobody minds these changes but... It's my story at the end of the day.

I can't wait to get back to updating this thing! Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I hope everyone has a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 20: Castle Oblivion

Notes:

CW: Slight self harm

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

They ended up in a near exact sitting order as before. Sora, Riku, and Kairi were on the farthest couch to the left, Sora placed between them. Mickey’s chair sat between them and Naminé’s chair, which itself was bracketed on the other side by Aqua’s, Terra’s, and Ven’s couch. Vanitas’s chair was technically between them and the final couch, but he had dragged the chair backwards far enough that it couldn’t really be counted like that. And then the three former Organization members’ couch was the last.

“You ready?” Kairi murmured to Sora as they settled down and the lights dimmed, and he paused.

“I don’t know,” he admitted after a second. “I assume this will cover what happened that I can’t remember. So, I don’t really know if I’m ready to see that. Just because I don’t know what it is.”

“Well,” Kairi replied, hugging him gently. “We’re here for you. No matter what we see.”

“I know,” Sora responded, his other hand reaching out and finding Riku’s. “I know.”

And of course he was ready! He had been through worse before then just watching an adventure he had been on that he couldn’t remember.

It couldn’t be that bad!

Donald asks Sora what they’re supposed to do now, and Sora says they have to find Riku and the King. Pluto appears and the three of them run after him.

“We’re starting here?” Xion wondered in confusion. “Didn’t we already see this part?”

None of them answered because none of them knew.

As Sora races after Pluto, he remembers several things from the journey, ending with Riku closing the door.

Sora took a deep breath. Seeing it again the day prior… It had hurt. He squeezed Riku’s hand again. Riku wasn’t leaving. Not now, not ever.

Sora sits up in shock, revealing he was dreaming, and it is nighttime.

“Are you just sleeping out in the open?” Vanitas asked in his familiar sarcastic drawl, raising an eyebrow. Did kid-Keyblade not realize how dangerous that was?

“There was no one else there,” Sora defended with a shrug. “Honestly, from what I remember of that world, it was really empty. Like, there was no one else there.”

“Strange,” Aqua murmured, thinking it over. There should have been at least someone.

Sora looks over, seeing Donald and Goofy asleep. He gets up and walks a little ways away.

“Were you… struggling to sleep after everything?” Aqua asked Sora gently, recognizing that the Sora on screen didn’t seem surprised to be waking up in the middle of the night.

“A little,” Sora admitted, rubbing one of his arms. “It… I just kept seeing what had happened. It was kinda hard to sleep through that.”

Nightmares, Terra thought with a sigh, desperately blocking out what had happened the night prior. Aren’t we all used to them.

Seeing Kairi giving him a concerned look, Sora tried to smile at her. “It’s okay, Kairi,” he reassured her. “It’s not as bad now.” Well, mostly. “It was just the first few nights after everything. I don’t have nearly as many nightmares now.”

Doesn’t mean you have none, Ven thought, remembering his own night terrors the first few months at the Land of Departure, almost all of them torn from his mind the second he woke. And I bet you have new ones from your amnesia. I would know.

Sora walks back to the path, ending at a crossroads. He looks both ways.

“We couldn’t decide which was to go,” Sora explained as there was looks of confusion at his younger self’s actions. “So, we decided to sleep on it.”

“Along the road ahead lies something you need.”

Naminé froze, thoroughly unprepared to hear Marluxia’s voice. Her shoulder hunched slightly and she only just able to stop her hands from snapping up and covering her ears, an action she wished she had been able to do while trapped in the Castle but knowing that he definitely wouldn’t have ended well for her. Her breathing racked up several notches. It’s okay, she told herself, trying to keep her reactions contained so no one would see. He’s dead, she’s dead, everything’s fine. Her hands curled into fists. They can’t touch you now. Except in your dreams.

Guess she had something in common with the Somebodies.

Roxas and Xion both jumped in surprise, both of them recognizing Marluxia’s voice from the few times they had seen him. It hadn’t been long; in fact it had barely been two weeks after Xion’s joining of the Organization and Roxas actually remembering the days before Marluxia and the others left for Castle Oblivion. Roxas remembered though. He remembered the mission he had with the pinkette, the way the other had gazed at the Keyblade in his hand and the looping way his words came out. He couldn’t… He hadn’t worked well with Marluxia, to jumpy for reasons he couldn’t explain, that much he remembered, but there was a tiny part of him, something he didn’t even feel had been him, that hadn’t wanted to leave the older Nobody’s side.

“Marluxia?” Roxas questioned, raising an eyebrow as the onscreen Sora turned around and saw a cloaked figure. Aqua’s, Terra’s, and Ven’s eyes moved over to the three former members, recognizing the coat easily.

“Who?” Sora questioned, blinking in surprise. He didn’t… He didn’t remember this part. He remembered… walking to the crossroads, looking around, thinking about Riku, and then…

Nothing.

White walls greeting him, falling out of a pod.

A year having passed.

“Do you not remember this part?” Mickey asked, able to realize what Sora was thinking and Sora nodded once, looking at the screen in interest. It was strange seeing himself on screen and yet not remembering what had happened.

Naminé flinched.

“Well, that’s Marluxia,” Axel explained with a nod of his head at the frozen screen. Out of the corner of his eye, he watched Naminé carefully. He doubted the young girl was going to have a good reaction to what was going to be shown next. In the back of his head, he wondered how Roxas and Xion were going to react to what he had done there. It wasn’t like they didn’t know he could be ruthless; they had seen that firsthand, but… He hadn’t ever killed anyone in front of them. In the Castle, he was directly responsible for both Vexen and Zexion’s deaths, even if he didn’t do one of them himself. He didn’t… He had lost their friendship once, technically they hadn’t really reformed it, just seen each other here and decided to stop fighting, and he didn’t want to lose it again.

They had said they wouldn’t care but… he had been proven wrong about them in the past.

“He was a member of the Organization,” Axel continued.

“’Was’?” Terra questioned.

“He’s dead,” Axel replied, and Sora flinched back in shock. Had he… killed Marluxia? It wouldn’t be the first time, but… It was disconcerting to think you wouldn’t remember killing someone.

“And this Marluxia, was he responsible for the actions that led to Sora losing a year of memory?” Aqua asked and Axel nodded once.

“Him and a few others.”

I didn’t want to, Naminé thought with a shiver. I didn’t want to.

Unseen, both Ven and Vanitas flinched slightly at the voice. Why was it…?

“However… in order to claim it, you must lose something that is dear to you.”

“What?” Kairi questioned and Axel was already shaking his head.

“It’s not true,” he told them, gesturing towards the screen. “Whatever Marluxia says, it’s not true. It was a ploy to try and get Sora under their control.”

Terra and Aqua both noted the ‘their’ in that statement, which was strange considering it seemed like the man onscreen and the three on the couch had once been on the same side.

“Is that… the reason I don’t have memories of that time?” Sora asked and Axel paused. He didn’t… completely know what had happened in the end. He knew the backbones of it, yes, but finer details?

“Partly,” Naminé said softly, dragging the attention to her. “Partly.” She had wrapped her arms around herself. She wished she had her sketchbook to clutch.

Sora runs towards the man, but he disappears, leaving Sora confused. He looks around.

“And thus,” Axel murmured. “It starts.”

In a room of white walls, an unknown person drew a building.

“Naminé,” Kairi said softly. “Is that… you?” She couldn’t see a lot of the person whom she assumed was her Nobody, but… Naminé clearly knew something from this time. And the doll in the birdcage…

“Yeah,” Naminé replied, looking down at her hands. “That’s me.”

Aqua’s eyes had caught on Naminé’s drawing. Could it be…? It couldn’t, right? They couldn’t possibly… Her gaze went back to the room around her. She hadn’t questioned it, when they were transported there, hadn’t thought to stop and take a second to look around because of everything happening and it really didn’t make sense if it was, but…

The Land of Departure? She wondered.

In the morning, Donald asks Sora if he was sure it wasn’t a dream. Sora said it wasn’t and the man said that something lied on the road ahead.

“At this point, why is Donald questioning it?” Xion asked with a small smile. She didn’t want to think about Castle Oblivion and everything that had happened after she went there, so she shoved the memories back, trying to focus on the present. Tried to focus on what was happening onscreen. Not everything that had happened between her and Axel. “Crazier things happened to you guys in the last month alone.”

“Donald is… skeptical,” Mickey explained with a shrug. “Always has been, always will be. I assume it’s something you’ve become acquainted with?” He aimed the question at Sora, who nodded once.

Goofy askes what sort of man it was, and Sora says he was dressed in a black coat, much like the guy from Hollow Bastion.

“What?” Sora asked blankly as he heard his past self speak to Donald and Goofy. “What guy in Hollow Bastion? We only fought Ansem!” He placed a hand on the side of his head as he tried to think back. They had only fought Ansem, only Ansem. Right?

“Sora?” Riku asked, worried about the way Sora’s voice had rose in pitch, and Kairi blinked in surprise, reaching out and placing a hand on Sora’s shoulder.

“We didn’t… We didn’t fight anyone else,” Sora muttered to himself, hand digging into the strands of his hair. “We didn’t, we didn’t.

Naminé rapidly paled as she stared at Sora, dread filling her as it abruptly hit her what must have happened. “No, no, no,” she murmured at a fervent pace, nails digging into her own arms. She had fixed Sora’s memories; she had fixed it. They were all supposed to be there, all of them! And yet… Clearly, so obviously clearly, that wasn’t true. “No, no.” She could almost feel DiZ behind her, his ever-looming presence snapping at her to work faster, to restore Sora, to kill Xion and Roxas.

Both Aqua and Terra felt concern sweep through them when it was clear that something just happened and Terra got up from his seat instantly, moving to kneel in front of Sora.

“Sora,” he said, quietly but firmly. He reached out and grasped Sora’s hand, untangling it from his hair, holding it tightly in his hand to stop Sora from grasping his hair again. Both Riku and Kairi looked to him in concern, worry for their friend clear in their eyes. “Sora, what’s wrong?” Behind them, the screen had paused.

“I didn’t fight anyone else at Hollow Bastion, I didn’t,” Sora whispered out, looking up at Terra. “I didn’t!”

Why was he panicking, why was he panicking, he shouldn’t be reacting like this, he could scare the others.

“Sora, breathe,” Terra instructed, seeing the way that Sora’s breaths had started to pick up. “Deep breaths.”

Aqua, however, had noticed that Naminé was also quietly panicking and quickly moved from her chair, reaching the younger girl and grasping her arms, removing her hands from their place digging into her skin.

“Naminé,” she said gently. The girl looked up at her, tears beading in her eyes, and Aqa winced at that, gently pressing a Cure into her to seal up the small crescents that had been created by Naminé’s nails. “Naminé, you need to breathe.”

It wasn’t usually her doing the comforting, Terra seemed to have slipped into that role seamlessly, but the girl in front of her had nobody else.

“This is my fault,” Naminé replied, taking a shaking breath in. “This is my fault.”

“How is it your fault?” Kairi asked her Nobody, looking up from where Terra was helping Sora calm down. “What happened?”

Seeing that Naminé had promptly frozen again when she had looked over at them, and thus Sora, Riku took up the story. “Naminé was the one to fix Sora’s memories, putting them all back together.”

“Why did my memories need to be fixed?” Sora asked sharply, looking up at Riku. Riku paused, biting the inside of his cheek. “Riku!”

Don’t snap at him, don’t snap at him, why are you getting angry?

“It was Marluxia,” Axel cut in, placing a single hand on Roxas’s shoulder to stop him from interfering. “Marluxia messed with your memories and thus, Naminé had to put them back together. It’s why you were asleep for a year. It’s why you have no memory of what’s going to happen next, because she had to fix it all.”

“It wasn’t Marluxia, it was me,” Naminé spat out and Aqua moved closer, reaching out and wrapping the shaking girl in a hug, holding her close. She could feel the repressed sobs rippling through her. What a way to start, she thought, pressing a kiss to Naminé’s head on instinct, years of caring for Ven slipping through. It hasn’t been five minutes.

“Marluxia forced you,” Axel said sharply and both Roxas and Xion shared a look. They knew Naminé, knew the basics of what she could do and how she had been helping Sora. They didn’t know this.

“And then DiZ didn’t make it better,” Riku continued. He had grown close to the girl during their year together, helped by the fact that Naminé seemed to take comfort in his presence, and he didn’t want anyone getting any ideas. Not when Marluxia and DiZ had made her entire life hell. “Sora, Naminé was trying to restore your memories, all of your memories. But DiZ was being his usual self and Naminé was struggling. Unfortunately, it seems like not all of your memories were returned safely.”

Sora’s breath hitched at that, and Terra renewed his attempts to help Sora calm down. Both Ven and Mickey watched the scene worriedly, both feeling useless as Aqua and Terra helped their respective teenagers. Vanitas watched it with a careful eye. Well, this was a development.

“What else is missing? What else is missing?” Naminé muttered shakily, not really registering Aqua beside her. She had put Sora’s memories back together. She’d had to have done it right. She had to. Because Xion and Roxas had died, and she had done it to Sora, and Riku didn’t deserve to lose the boy he loved again, and it was all her fault, and she couldn’t-

“Naminé!” Aqua leaned back a little, placing her hands on the girl’s shoulders. “Look at me. Deep breaths, okay? We’ll figure this out. We will. You need to calm down.” Naminé took in a shaking breath, hands pressing together and twisting around each. Her fault, her fault, her fault.

Sora, meanwhile, was doing his best to listen to Terra’s instructions. Both Riku and Kairi had grasped either his arm or his shoulder and Terra was gently guiding him along. He didn’t… He didn’t want to forget anything. He didn’t want anything that he had done to not be remembered, by him especially. What else was he missing? What else had he forgotten?

“Better now?” Terra asked and Sora nodded once, albeit shakily.

“Room?” Ven asked, looking up at the ceiling. “Do you think… you can show us what Sora’s forgotten? So, we know?”

For a second, it looked like the room wasn’t going to do anything, but the screen abruptly switched scenes, and Sora took a deep breath, reaching for Riku’s hand and holding it tight. What had he forgotten?

From their places, Aqua and Terra twisted around to be able to see the scene, but they didn’t leave the teenagers they were comforting.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk away from sealing the Keyhole in Hollow Bastion, heading back to see the princesses again.

I know this part, I know this part, Sora thought in his head, leaning on Riku’s side. We went and saw the princesses after this, right?

However, they end up in another strange room.

Sora’s breath stuttered in his chest.

“You don’t remember this part, do you?” Riku asked gently and Sora shook his head rapidly. “It’s okay.” Without a second thought, Riku reached out and wrapped an arm around the younger boy, holding him in a side hug.

Naminé shuddered, tears finally managing to slip down her cheeks. My fault, my fault, my fault.

Sora wonders where they are. “Ah, it seems you are special, as well.”

“Xemnas?” Roxas spat out in confusion, going ramrod straight as he recognized the voice of the Organization leader. “What is he doing there?”

I don’t remember this, Sora thought with panic building in his chest. I don’t… I don’t remember this.

Sora spins around, asking who’s there, and a black cloaked figure appears.

Xion shivered slightly at the sight of the Nobody who had given so much grief to her and her friends and Axel reached out, letting her lean on him. Internally, he was trying to go over what was happening? How had this happened? Why did Xemnas approach Sora?

“That’s… Xemnas?” Aqua questioned and Axel nodded. “The leader of your… Organization?” She was mostly guessing but she was pretty sure they had mentioned him before. He was half of… him.

“Yep,” Axel said evenly, watching his two kids carefully. Kingdom Hearts knew that they didn’t have good interactions with him.

“Xehanort’s Nobody,” Terra said bluntly, trying not to think of pain and darkness and what are you doing, stop. Ven and Aqua both looked at him in concern. Or would it be my Nobody? He wondered, biting down on his tongue. It was his body, after all.

Their vessel’s Nobody, perhaps, but even as he made that distinction, it didn’t make him feel better.

Goofy wonders if it’s Ansem and Xemnas says that the name sounds familiar.

“Gosh, I wonder if that’s why he’s there,” Mickey guessed, his gaze going between the screen and the kids.

“You mean, he could have had a… connection, with Ansem?” Aqua questioned but Axel shook his head.

“That’s not how it works,” he said. He would know.

“But Ansem and Xemnas are different than your average Heartless and Nobody, aren’t they?” Kairi brought up, feeling slightly like she was intruding. She was barely a Keyblade Wielder, she didn’t know anything about the subject. Not like Mickey or Aqua, but… “Because there was… two hearts in there when they…” She trailed off, pointedly not looking at Terra. The older Keyblade Wielder winced, shoving back memories again.

None of them said anything else.

Xemnas says that Sora reminds him of ‘him’ and Sora asks what that is supposed to mean.

“Who is he talking about?” Xion wondered and Roxas shrugged slightly. It couldn’t have been him; he would have just been created a day or so ago. He might even still be in Twilight Town.

Xemnas says that Sora is not whole, just incomplete. He says he’ll test their strength.

“’Incomplete’?” Sora questioned, shivering slightly. As much as it unnerved him that he didn’t remember this part… “Why would I be… incomplete?”

“Maybe because…” Ven trailed off. “This is after you saved Kairi, right?” Sora nodded. “Maybe because Roxas had already been created at this point and Xemnas could just… know? You were technically incomplete because Roxas was no longer a part of you.”

Sora blinked in thought.

Sora gets knocked back by one of Xemnas’s attacks and when Goofy tries to intervene, he gets thrown back by a pair of swords. Donald tries to hit him with magic, but Xemnas deflects it.

Yeah, Sora thought with a grimace, watching his past self get flung around easily. I really wasn’t ready to face him.

Riku’s arm tightened around Sora’s shoulders and Kairi looked to Sora in concern.

Xemnas calls it impressive and says that it will be enjoyable.

How was that impressive? Vanitas thought with an eyeroll. He lost within a minute. It reminded him of the first couple months of training sessions with Master Xehanort. He hadn’t been able to stand up to it either. Of course, he had learned not to make those mistakes.

Sora asks what he’s talking about and Xemnas says it’s beyond Sora’s comprehension. Xemnas says they will meet again.

“And I beat you,” Sora muttered, feeling only the smallest bit salty that Xemnas had beat his younger self so quickly and easily. “With Riku’s help of course.” Because he didn’t do it alone and he wouldn’t let Riku forget that.

Sora asks who he is and Xemnas says he is an empty shell before vanishing.

An empty shell, Xion thought, looking down at her hands. Like all of us. No hearts, no memories. No purpose.

Sora blinks in confusion, turning around and suddenly finding himself and Donald and Goofy out in the main chamber, Leon turning to greet them.

With that the screen faded away, as if waiting for them to process that.

“Okay,” Aqua said after a second, looking back down at Naminé who didn’t seem to be panicking as much anymore. “Okay.”

“I’m sorry,” Naminé whispered miserably, lifting her head to stare at Sora. “I tried to fix your memories; I thought I did. I thought I did.”

“Naminé,” Sora said, almost reaching a hand out. He didn’t… remember her, specifically. All he had of her was the small moment he had seen her barely an hour ago when she had become a part of Kairi and the note in Jiminy’s journal but… “Naminé, it’s okay.”

But he was missing memories and what else was he missing, what else had he forgotten? He slammed down on those thoughts, throwing them from his mind. It’s okay. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. It’s fine.

“It’s not, it’s not,” Naminé muttered before leaning back into Aqua’s embrace. She couldn’t fail, it wasn’t allowed of her. Or Larxene or DiZ would kill her.

“It is,” Sora said more firmly. “And maybe, once we’re out of here and you can get your own body, you could maybe go back through my memories and fix the few remaining holes.” Because there had to be more, he was forgetting too much, what else had he forg- Happy thoughts.

“But I’m… I’m a part of Kairi now,” Naminé whispered out and Sora shook his head.

“We can change that,” he told her. Because she was here and alive and clearly a person, despite what she may have started out as. It wouldn’t be fair to her to just let her drift back into Kairi, not when she was so clearly a person. Especially since she so clearly had her own style and manner. Maybe they could have figured out a way to just let the Nobody in control of their bodies, to let them live in tandem with their Somebodies, but that wouldn’t be fair to them either. They wouldn’t get to be themselves. “We’ve done the impossible before, right?” He gave her a grin and she giggled wetly, pressing a hand to her mouth to stifle the last remaining sobs. I remember you, she thought. Even though you knew the promise was fake, you still… you still helped me. She couldn’t suppress the small smile that made its way across her face. I’m glad… you’re still that person.

Roxas on the other hand, was sitting rigid on the couch, eyes wide and breathing carefully controlled. Sora had just… Would he…? For myself?

He didn’t… He hadn’t… A hand on his arm made him jump and he turned to look at Xion, who gave him a small smile. Maybe Sora would be okay with allowing me to exist as well, Roxas thought, reaching up and taking Xion’s hand, squeezing it tightly. But I don’t want to, not without Xion. And Xion was gone, despite her magical appearance here. If Xion wasn’t there, then he would be fine drifting into oblivion. Axel’s hand landed on his shoulder, no doubt able to guess about what was going through his head and he leaned onto Axel’s side, feeling suddenly tired. Even if Axel’s there, it’s the three of us, not the two. I won’t… I refuse to exist without her.

She’s too important.

“Naminé,” Sora said gently, the words from others suddenly registering with him. “What we’re going to watch… It’s going to be… hard on you, isn’t it?” Because he wanted to know now, he hadn’t known with Riku and it had led Riku into multiple panic attacks, because he hadn’t realized.

Naminé froze, remembering white walls and lightning and Larxene but sucked in a deep breath and shook her head.

“It’ll be… I’ll be fine,” she replied with a small smile, pressing her hands together. Because she had to be fine. Sora had… had just offered to make her a person. Make her a true person, let her be herself, in a body all her own. Even after everything he knew she had done. Will he still do the same after he sees all I’ve done? No, she had already made enough of a mess of herself. Already required too much care and forgiveness that she didn’t deserve. Sora and Riku had managed to watch their past with minimal help. She would be fine, she had to be fine. She had already done too much.

Both Riku and Axel gave her a look. She most certainly would not be fine.

But neither of them moved. Naminé would need help, there was no way she was going to be able to get through this without some comfort. And they would be there to help once they were needed.

“Okay,” Aqua said gently, and paused for a quick second. She certainly said that a lot. She shook herself and stood up, placing a final hand on Naminé’s shoulder. The younger girl would clearly need someone to keep an eye on her, so she resolved to do so over the course of the next set of memories. “Do we think we can go back to watching now?” Naminé nodded quickly, frantically, she had already caused too much ruckus, and Aqua nodded once in return. She turned and headed back to her couch, seeing Ven give her the smallest of questioning looks. She simply smiled. It was fine, she would be there to help Naminé and whoever else needed help as they watched. She was a Keyblade Master, and she had already failed in her duty once. The least she could do was not fail now.

Terra gave Sora one last searching look, getting a smile back in response, before standing as well and returning to the couch. Riku released Sora quickly, letting out a quiet cough as he tried to scrub the small blush away from his cheeks. Because Sora had gone to him for comfort, and he had managed to hug Sora and he wasn’t clearly doing anything wrong and-

He was fine.

The three of them head to the path from before, only to see that it was now a single path instead of a crossroads. Donald says if Sora’s dream wasn’t a dream, the three of them should go.

“Very eager all of sudden?” Vanitas noted with a drawl and Mickey paused. It was slightly surprising of Donald that he would be so ready to go and figure it out. It was probably because he cared about Sora though.

Naminé looked down. Already, she was manipulating Sora, even if it was just very barebones.

The three of them ran down the path, watching as the grass turned into rocky lands instead. They came to a stop at a hill, where a castle was visible.

Aqua gasped, slamming a hand to her mouth in surprise as the castle came onscreen. It was the Land of Departure. But how? Why? Had it just been found, or had it been sought out? Was it due to Terra’s memories that Xehanort might have had access to? Or was it just Xehanort remembering where the place was? But what about-

Ven was in there.

“Aqua?!” Both Terra and Ven exclaimed, spinning to face the woman while several other glances were shot her way. Mickey stiffened in concern. What had set her off?

“It’s the Land of Departure,” Aqua whispered out, staring at the frozen screen.

“What?!” Ven yelped, spinning back around to stare at the screen while Terra shook his head.

“It can’t be,” he said blankly. “Master Xehanort destroyed it. I was there.”

“That doesn’t look anything like home,” Ven continued, staring at the screen.

“I transformed it,” Aqua explained, worry pounding in her heart. Ven was in there, asleep and defenseless. What if they found him? What if they hurt him? “Afterward. Master Eraqus showed me how. Ven, your body is in there!”

“What?!” Ven repeated in shock, looking back to her, fear spiking in his heart. Everything they had heard about the Organization did not paint a good picture of it and he knew for a fact that he certainly wasn’t in any condition to defend himself.

“If I may cut in,” Axel said, looking between the three of them. Clearly, this was something they needed to talk about, and he wasn’t going to question the fact that Castle Oblivion had once been some place else entirely. Keyblade weirdness, we meet again. “I’ve been there several times, with others and without, as well as read all the reports. If Ven’s body is in there, like you say, we have not found it.” Aqua slumped in relief, one hand reaching out and clasping onto Ven’s shoulder, tugging him closer for the quickest second. “If anything, the Castle is extremely hard to navigate, so we don’t tend to spend much time in there unless absolutely needed.”

“The security system,” Aqua nodded and both Terra and Ven gave her looks. “The way… It was transformed to act as a guard. For Ven’s body, but in the past, it was used to protect the land itself and the people within. Master Eraqus told me.”

“Is that why the floors transform into places from your memories?” Axel asked. “And why your magical abilities tend to be locked behind cards?” Aqua paused, before nodding.

“I assume,” she replied. “Master Eraqus didn’t tell me much, perhaps not thinking he would need to, but he told me some.”

I should have asked questions.

“The cards are so difficult,” Riku muttered to himself mulishly, getting a surprised giggle out of Sora.

“And the reason you came to the castle, was it just coincidence?” Aqua asked Axel, biting the inside of her cheek. Because if it wasn’t…

“In the beginning, I thought so, and I’ve never been proved wrong while I was alive, but now knowing everything we do about Xehanort,” Axel responded with a grimace. “There’s a chance it wasn’t.” Aqua let out a long, slow breath. She was afraid of that. “I was instructed to search for something call the Chamber of Waking within the castle, though, at this point…” He looked down slightly. “I don’t know if the order came from Xemnas or Saix, so I don’t know if Xemnas knew that Ven was in there.”

“Chamber of Waking,” Ven murmured. “Is that where my body is?”

“I have to assume.” Aqua paused, taking a deep breath. It’s fine, it’s fine. Ven is safe, he’s still fine. Well, his heart is still who knows where, if it hasn’t already returned home, it must have returned by now, but at least there is still a body for it to return to. It’s fine.

“Well, at least we have one place we know we should go after we get out of here,” Sora remarked, trying to look on the bright side. “To find Ven’s body.” Aqua nodded to him while Ven looked a little put off. It was just the smallest bit strange to hear people talking about your body like you weren’t there.

Donald remarks that it’s a really big castle and Sora mentions that it’s bigger than Hollow Bastion.

“It was even bigger once,” Aqua murmured nostalgically. “It didn’t used to be just the castle, there were grounds around it too. Big enough to raise three Keyblade Wielders at least.” Both Terra and Ven gave her smiles at that, and she returned them as best she could.

Goofy says that it looks like they could get lost in there and Sora stares at the castle.

Aqua and Mickey both frowned slightly at the action. Sora almost looked… not surprised, but there was something else in his gaze. It wasn’t the right gaze for someone who hadn’t ever seen the castle before.

The three of them go closer, entering the castle itself.

Now, seeing the inside of the castle, many of them could recognize the similarities of the walls to the walls of the room they were currently sitting in. Explained why Axel had been so confused in the beginning at least.

Donald says that there’s no one there and Goofy asks if it’s okay to just barge in. Donald says they have to if they’re going to find the king.

“The king?” Sora questioned, tipping his head to the side. Where had that come from?

Naminé pressed her nails into her palms.

Goofy questions him and Donald says that he just felt like King Mickey would be there. Goofy realizes that he feels the same.

“Is that something we should be worried about?” Kairi asked, turning to Sora, only to remember that he would have no clue as well.

“It was me,” Naminé admitted, looking down at her hands. “I… pulled on the memories of your missing friends to guide you into the castle.”

“Oh,” Sora said, before nodding once. If it was just Naminé, then it was fine.

Sora says that he was feeling the same but Jiminy brings up that it couldn’t have just been a coincidence.

Several of them jumped at Jiminy’s appearance, most of them having forgotten that the cricket was there. He was almost never seen, after all.

When Donald questions him, Jiminy reveals that he had the same feeling and Donald says they have to take a look then. Sora starts toward the door as Jiminy hides back in his pocket.

“Sora,” Riku muttered out, sounding long-suffering. “Don’t just walk into things, especially when you’re having strange feelings.”

“Are you surprised at this point?” Kairi asked Riku and Sora pouted at both of them.

“Hey, I don’t run into everything,” he said and the two of them exchanged glances.

“Yes, you do,” they both replied, and Sora crossed his arms with a huff.

Donald asks where Sora is going, and Sora replies that he’s going to the door before asking Donald if he’s scared. Donald gets huffy and follows after Sora, asking Goofy if he’s coming with them.

Mickey sighed, a fond smile crossing his face. That was Donald for you.

Goofy wonders if they should shut the door before they go, turning back to the entrance, before calling out to the others. When they look back, the cloaked figure is there.

The tension in the room rocketed up several notches and Naminé took a deep breath in. It’s fine, they’re gone. Marluxia’s dead. Larxene’s dead.

Sora asks who he is and when he doesn’t answer, Donald attempts to attack him through magic. But nothing works.

“What?” Mickey questioned, blinking at the screen in surprise. Donald wasn’t… Donald was a very good magician; he wouldn’t have just… What happened to his magic?

“Was that you as well?” Sora asked gently, looking to Naminé, who ducked her head.

“I’m sorry,” she said in lieu of a response, and Sora simply gave her another smile.

“Hey, it’s fine,” he replied. “Just umm… what exactly did you do?”

“I simply made you forget ever learning the spells or attacks,” she responded. “I mean, you remember learning them, just not how to do them.” Sora nodded, satisfied. That was… perfectly not confusing. At all. Yes.

Vanitas tried not to think what would have happened to the girl if she had been around eleven years earlier and caught the attention of Master Xehanort. He would have very readily taken advantage of her power. The girl probably wouldn’t have survived Master Xehanort’s… methods.

Sora asks Donald what the matter is, and Donald says that his magic isn’t working. The cloaked man says that the second they set foot in the castle, they forgot every single spell and every ability they had ever known.

Aqua paused, wondering. By all accounts, if that were real, that would have made for a very secure security system. Perhaps she should try to make changes to the system once she got back there and saved Ven. If changing it was possible.

“In this place, to find is to lose and to lose is to fine. That is the way in Castle Oblivion.”

“Wait, if Castle Oblivion wasn’t its original name, who named it?” Kairi questioned after a beat, remembering what Aqua had said about it originally being the… Land of Departure, that was it.

Axel paused before blinking once. “I don’t know,” he admitted. “I always assumed it had always been named that. While we only discovered about five years ago, it always seemed like it had been a part of the Organization.” He frowned, looking down. Why name it Castle Oblivion? It wasn’t because of Naminé, she hadn’t existed yet. He knew that was because Xemnas had decreed it so. And the man was nothing if not persuasive.

When Sora questions him, the man says that they’ll meet many people that they have known in the past and find people that they miss. Sora asks if that means that Riku is there.

“Were you there?” Sora asked, twisting to look at Riku. To him, it seemed that Riku didn’t have the same memory gap as he did and while that brought up many questions, he was glad about it now because that meant that they weren’t completely in the dark about what was happening.

“I was,” Riku replied, thinking back. “Eventually. And I never came across you, unfortunately. I ended up in the basement.”

“How?” Ven asked and Riku paused, thinking.

“DiZ? I think?” Riku replied. “I hadn’t really… thought about it. I just… really wanted to find Sora.”

“Aww, Riku,” Sora crooned, leaning on his side and looking up at him. “Don’t worry, we’re never going to be separated again, got it?”

Riku looked to the side, trying to will his blush into dissipating. “Of course,” he responded quickly, and Sora smiled at him. But didn’t attempt to remove himself from leaning on Riku.

Axel raised an eyebrow at them, wondering if Riku was going to able to pay attention to the next bit with how loud his gay crisis seemed to be going on behind his eyes.

Donald asks about the king as well and the man asks if they want to find them. When Sora says yes, he blows magic at them before disappearing in a cloud of flower petals, reappearing on the staircase.

Yep, Marluxia, all three of the former members of Organization Thirteen thought. He was the only one with a flower motif after all.

The cloaked man explains that he just touched their memories and made the card, which he holds up and tosses to Sora, who looks blankly at it. Donald and Goofy realize it shows Traverse Town.

“Naminé, you didn’t do that part with your powers, did you?” Sora asked and Naminé shook her head.

“No, that’s all the Castle,” she replied, and Sora wasn’t the only one to look to Aqua next.

“It’s…” Aqua sighed slightly. “Again, I don’t know that much, Master Eraqus wasn’t expecting something to happen, but the idea is that a friend would know how to use the cards and get through the defenses, approaching where whoever was still in the castle was staying. The castle transforms the rooms based on your memories; he didn’t do anything except grab the card from where it was already being summoned. The fact that he’s saying that you’ll lose your memories is wrong and I assumed Naminé’s influence.”

All of them nodded at that explanation and Axel hummed slightly. He supposed that was why it made sense that none of them had ever lost their memories when they moved between floors.

He had already known it was Naminé but let no one say that Marluxia wasn’t persuasive.

The cloaked man says that is it a promise for the reunion they seek and that they need to hold the card to the door to get through. Sora questions his use of the ‘cards being their guide’.

Riku shook his head again. He would visit the castle again, especially if they needed to save Ven, but he would do his best to do no fighting. He hated the cards.

“To lose and to claim anew or to claim anew only to lose.”

“Is this… Marluxia always this word-twisty?” Sora questioned, shaking his head slightly. He had a feeling that his younger self would have been thoroughly thrown off by the sentences that Marluxia was speaking.

“Yeah, pretty much,” Axel responded, being the only Organization member who was there long enough to get a read on Marluxia. Wonder if that was a development due to becoming a Nobody… Axel couldn’t help the wonder that went through him. Marluxia and Larxene, to a lesser extent Demyx and Luxord, had always been a mystery to him. While Luxord and Demyx had never had the same reaction as Marluxia and Larxene to becoming Nobodies, the way that Xemnas and Xigbar treated all four of them was always strange. He wondered if there would be answers while they watched.

The cloaked man disappears, and Sora says they should go. Donald wonders if they’ll actually find them and Goofy says they don’t have that much to go on.

Both Mickey and Riku looked down. If only they could have found their friends before they had gone to sleep. If only to have seen them for just a second…

Sora holds up the card to the door, making it shine and open. They walk through.

Naminé looked down, wishing for not the first time that she had her sketchbook. It had always been such a wonderful thing to help her either forget about where she was or help her block out what the others were discussing around her. Discussing using her. She wished she had it now.

But I’ll be okay, she thought. I was the one to do this to Sora, clearly I did more damage than I thought. The least I can do is be here to help explain some things when they come up.

Still, her nails dug into her arms and the sound of lightning crackled in her ears.

Notes:

You ever have that moment in which you rewatch the KH2 secret ending and are completely blown away again because holy sh!t the animation looks amazing and the Wayfinder trio are amazing and you're now kicking yourself for not adding the KH1 secret ending and then you write the whole chapter in a day? Just me? Great.

In truth though, I am so excited to start this next game! Marluxia is one of my favorite characters, so I'm excited to get to write both reactions to him and developments in his character through Axel, Ven, and Vanitas. And, of course, I am just so hyped for the rest of this work as a whole! Can't wait to write more!

Some notes:
1. As you can tell, I immediately tried to fix my mistake of not adding the secret boss fight from Hollow Bastion. It was kind of just sitting on my mind whenever I looked at this work and when the novels referenced it within the first few sentences, I said 'frick it' and did my best to fix it. And hey, it comes with a healthy helping of angst, so I'm not complaining.
2. I did my best to explain Castle Oblivion and all of its... eccentricities. I tried to combine my own personal headcanons and what the games have shown us, so you get the idea that the cards and rooms are the castle's doing while the memories were Namine's. I hope it makes sense to people.

Anyway, sorry this chapter didn't have that much watching in it, just a lot of conversations. But we'll get straight into the action next chapter with Traverse Town! Comments and Kudos are highly appreciated and have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 21: A Memory of Traverse Town

Notes:

I’m going to stop putting CW here for minor self harm, as it’s now in the main tags, but you should expect it in some degree in each chapter. (And what I mean for that is just digging nails into skin, scratching, etc. If it’s major, I’ll add a content warning.)

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy enter the room, which looks like Traverse Town.

“How?” Kairi asked, blinking in shock, and Sora simply turned to look at Aqua.

“Was this what you and Axel meant?” He asked. “When you guys said that the floors changed?”

“Yes,” Aqua replied. “The floors are made out of your memories. So, this is your memory of Traverse Town.”

Goofy wonders if maybe the card transports you to different places based on the picture.

Mickey smiled, proud of Goofy’s thinking. Many people often saw the dog’s frequent mistakes and didn’t see the knowledge that he held. In many ways, Goofy was more knowledgeable than most of them. He had gone through being a parent after all.

Donald wonders where Leon and Aerith are, and Sora reminds him that they went back to Hollow Bastion. Sora then states that they’re still in Castle Oblivion, right?

Kairi smiled at Sora, nudging him in the side. “So, you can be smart,” she hummed, and Sora pouted at her.

“Of course, I can,” Sora huffed, wrinkling his nose at her. She simply giggled a little.

The cloaked man from behind them says he’s correct and it’s just an illusion created by Sora’s memories. They turn around to see the man.

Naminé breathed in deeply through her nose. Not here, not here.

Sora asks what he means, and the man says that he’ll leave that to their imagination. He says to use the cards to get through the Castle and Sora questions him. Donald and Goofy suddenly vanish from behind him.

Sora gasped, worry for his friends coursing through him and Mickey felt the same worry. Where had Donald and Goofy gone?

Mickey paused a second later. They probably were picked up by the cards, weren’t they? He breathed out a sigh. They were okay, they had to be.

Sora calls for them before asking the man what he did with them.

“Are they okay?” Sora asked, gaze returning to Aqua, something he presumed he would be doing a lot while watching this time, and Aqua grimaced. She didn’t know the complete ins and outs of it but…

“Yes,” Naminé answered instead, blinking slowly to keep her breathing even. “They’re just in the cards.”

“You mentioned those before and you’re not talking about the ones that show the places, right?” Sora asked. “What are you talking about?”

“Your skills tend to get locked behind these cards,” Axel explained, also aware that he didn’t have that much knowledge due to their avoidance of the main floors, which would have activated for them. But he had listened to Marluxia and Zexion enough times as they figured out the layout to know the basics. “Simply, instead of waving a wand of Keyblade to do a certain spell, you would instead have to pull a card out with that specific attack. For certain things. I assume that’s part of the castle’s defenses.” He directed that last bit at Aqua, who nodded.

The man says they are at the mercy of the cards now and if Sora masters the cards, he’ll gain their strength. A card appears between the two of them with Goofy and Donald’s faces on it.

“The cards can absorb people too?” Kairi questioned, eyes going wide, and Naminé nodded, as much as it would be noticed.

“Apparently,” Aqua replied, thinking it over in her mind. Master, why couldn’t you have explained more? Then I would be able to tell them what’s happening, like a true Master should be able to.

Sora snatches it up and looks at it and several more cards appear in his hand. When he gestures with Donald’s, Donald briefly appears and throws ice forward and heals Sora before vanishing again.

“Wait, so it basically just… controlled Donald like that?” Sora asked, slightly put off. He didn’t know how much he liked that. The idea that his friends would just be reduced to… their battle moves or whatever.

“I think so,” Aqua confirmed and Sora wasn’t the only one giving the screen dubious looks. Kairi, Ven, Vanitas, and Roxas all looked perturbed.

Xion was very glad that when she had gone to Castle Oblivion, all of this hadn’t happened, probably through her use of using a Dark Corridor straight to the top. Though, what world would it have become? She wondered. Twilight Town? The Clocktower specifically?

Did she really have any other place to pull from?

The man says cards will disappear as they’re used but replenish over time. He says they’re the hearts of Sora’s friends.

“Aqua, when we go get Ven, perhaps we should wait until you’re with us so you can disable the castle,” Sora muttered, slightly glad that he didn’t remember all of this card nonsense. “Just to make it easier.”

“That might be a good idea,” she replied. “Ven’s body is at the top of the Castle anyways. You’d probably have to go through all the floors again.”

“Some of us can portal?” Axel offered and Aqua paused, before nodding.

“That’s also a good idea.”

Roxas huffed. “Except that the three of us are dead,” he interjected bluntly. “So, you’d have to find another person with the ability to make Dark Corridors.” The good mood that had been sweeping around the room dimmed considerably at his words. Riku thought about bringing up the fact that he could make Dark Corridors while in Ansem’s form, but that really wouldn’t help now, unless he went back into that form.

And he really didn’t want to.

The cloaked man warns that everything is controlled by the cards and that whether it was an enemy or a door, Sora would have to use the cards. Goofy and Donald suddenly appear again.

Sora figured that it would be a common occurrence of them disappearing and reappearing due to the cards, but he didn’t need to like it. He couldn’t imagine what had been going through his younger self’s head when all this was happening. Probably just a lot of worrying.

Sora asks if they’re okay and Donald says that he can’t remember anything from the card, with Goofy agreeing. Jiminy says to try to remember as he’ll try to keep it all straight in his journal.

Naminé grimaced at the reminder of the journal. It hadn’t been hard for Marluxia to snatch it away with a Dark Corridor and replace it with a blank one while they were busy with a world. Thankfully, he had never destroyed it, so it had been given back to them. After Castle Oblivion had its way though.

She still didn’t know how the Castle itself had erased everything.

It was just… magical, she guessed.

The cloaked man tells them to master the cards, but they now walk alone. Goofy says they can’t let Sora go alone, with Donald adding that Sora can’t do anything without their help.

“Hey!” Kairi exclaimed, giving the screen a look on behalf of Sora. “Sora’s very competent when he needs to be.”

“Thanks Kairi,” Sora smiled at her. “But I do really need them. Just like they need me. We’re a trio and they’ve always watched my back when you two haven’t been around to.”

Except for that one time where they left you alone in Hollow Bastion without any weapons, but I assumed you’re just ignoring that bit, Riku thought, feeling his face twist slightly before he forced it back to neutrality. Even if Sora didn’t want to think about it.

Sora thanks Donald but the cloaked man simply says that they’ll get no more help from him. “Walk the avenues of latent memory, and you shall meet someone dear to you. And you may stumble upon memories that were hidden or people who are close to you.”

“None of that was true, was it?” Sora asked, checking with Naminé. “I just want to know for the watching.”

“Yes,” Naminé admitted, looking down and trying not to think about everything she had done. “All the stuff about ‘finding someone dear to you’, that was fake.”

“I wonder who he was referring to…” Sora murmured, wishing that he could have remembered something from the time in the castle and Naminé flinched. Both Axel and Riku wondered if she was going to say something, but she kept her mouth firmly shut, so neither of them revealed the truth. If Naminé didn’t want people to know quite yet, then they wouldn’t tell anyone. By all accounts, it was Naminé’s thing to share, and it wasn’t like it was going to stay a secret forever. But she deserved a chance to be the one to reveal it.

He vanishes and Goofy wonders about the hidden memories. Sora says that he hasn’t lost any memories.

Naminé flinched again, hands closing around her nonexistent sketchbook. Sora swallowed, looking away, and both Riku and Kairi gave him concerned looks. It’s okay, he thought. Once we get out of here and figure out a way for Naminé to have her own body, she can go back through and fix my memories. And then I won’t forget anything ever again.

Goofy agrees with him and Donald says they should get going or they won’t find anything out. They start walking through the fake Traverse Town before being beset by Heartless.

“Oh, wonderful,” Ven said sarcastically, resisting the urge to roll his eyes. “Of course, they’re even around in the fake worlds.”

“Well, it is built on my memories,” Sora replied with a shrug. “And there were always a lot of Heartless in Traverse Town before I managed to seal the Keyhole.”

“Are you going to have to seal the Keyholes again?” Xion wondered. “Given that it was your mission before, and these are based on your memories…?”

Sora shrugged again. He didn’t remember.

Goofy and Sora move forward but Donald realizes that if he can’t do magic, he can’t fight.

Mickey winced slightly. That would probably grate on Donald, probably more than Goofy or Sora would realize. Perhaps it was another good thing that Donald didn’t remember this, or he no doubt would have pushed himself so hard once they got out in order to try and make himself even better so something like that wouldn’t ever happen again. And Donald didn’t need any more bad sleep habits.

Sora and Goofy fight the Heartless but are struggling. Donald tries several different spells before managing to get a fireball out using a weak Fire spell.

“Strange,” Aqua murmured. She knew it was Naminé’s powers that were doing it and the cards were focused on Sora, so Donald and Goofy didn’t have to use them, but why that spell specifically?

They manage to destroy the rest of the Heartless and Goofy says that they really lost their powers. When Sora and Donald compare abilities, Donald realizes that they’ve gone back to the level they were at when they started.

“Was that purposeful, Naminé?” Roxas asked and Naminé hesitated.

“Maybe?” She responded, voice sounding weak. “It was just… it was easier almost, to have a tangible idea of how much to erase. Like, I didn’t want them to die so I had to give them something, but I have no idea what that would be. So I reached out into their memories and found a memory of them remembering the level they were at when they reached Traverse Town, so it wasn’t that hard to implant that memory over their physical remembering.”

She got several strange looks.

“It… makes sense to me,” she murmured quietly, looking down, and several people scrambled.

“No Naminé, it’s completely fine,” Aqua reassured her quickly. “It’s just… none of us are memory manipulators, so we probably just don’t really understand it because we’ve never done it.”

Vanitas rolled his eyes. While he didn’t truly get it, it made mostly sense to him. While allowing their actual memories to hold, she simply edited their physical memories, the memories that have to do with things like repetition and physical actions. Like their muscle memory. It was very possible. He would know well. Just because he had Ventus’s memories didn’t make him that great of Keyblade Wielder after they split, especially once he was forced into a different body. Things like that didn’t always translate over. Naminé had just given it a push.

Sora says the three of them are together, so they’ll be fine.

“Of course,” Sora said to himself. “My friends are my power. We’ll be fine.”

A voice calls out saying that they’d better be careful, or the Heartless will make sure they’re not fine at all.

“Leon!” Sora exclaimed before pausing. “Or my memory of him? Can the rooms make people?” Both Naminé and Axel nodded. “Okay, good to know.”

Sora recognizes him and asks him what he’s doing in Castle Oblivion. Leon corrects him saying that it’s Traverse Town.

“Oh, because they’re my memories, they don’t know anything is wrong, right?” Sora said, watching the screen. “They just think it’s normal.”

Sora pauses, wondering how he can explain it, and Leon asks how they know his name, drawing his sword.

“They don’t have any memories of him?” Kairi asked, turning to glance at Naminé. “Why? Aren’t these built out of Sora’s memories?” Naminé shook her head softly. She didn’t know that much more than they did. Castle Oblivion had been a mystery to all of them.

Goofy and Donald wonder what’s going on while Leon says that he’s never met them. Sora says they’ve fought Heartless together and Leon says that he doesn’t know what they are talking about, mentioning that he doesn’t even know their names.

Naminé flinched. The room was too close to what had happened during the year that Sora was asleep. When everyone connected to him did lose their memories of him. All because of her. Her nails bit into her palms again. She hadn’t… She didn’t…

She dreaded the moment when it was revealed what she had done.

Sora asks how he could just forget them, and Leon tells them not to take it personally, while calling him Sora.

“What?” Ven questioned, blinking at the screen. Leon had just called Sora by his name, even when he had just said he didn’t. He thought… “I thought they didn’t know you.”

Sora frowned, biting the inside of his cheek. He really wished he still had his memories of this time. It would have been very helpful in order to explain what was going on. Unfortunately, he was just as much in the dark as most of the others. It seemed like Riku, Axel, and Naminé had more knowledge about the subject, but they hadn’t been saying anything, so they probably didn’t know what was going on at that exact moment.

Donald says that he does know Sora’s name and Leon is confused, asking why he knows Sora’s name. Goofy wonders if Leon’s just messing around and Donald says it wouldn’t be funny if he is.

“I wonder if it’s their hearts,” Mickey mused, thinking about it. “Castle Oblivion took Sora’s memories of people he had connected with, in his heart. I wonder if their hearts are connecting, even though some of them are simply shadows of the hearts that did connect with Sora’s.”

“Is that even possible?” Terra asked and Mickey shrugged slightly. Castle Oblivion had been very powerful after all, and it made some sense, given that it had once been a stronghold for Keyblade Wielders. Things created by Keyblade Wielders should be able to recreate hearts and their connections, due to how much that concept was part of being a Keyblade Wielder.

Naminé wondered if the place itself has a heart. Not like the world hearts, it obviously had one of those, but a sentient one.

Maybe that would explain some of the other oddities, like the journal.

Leon asks who’s kidding around, accidentally calling Donald and Goofy by their names as well. Leon says he doesn't get it and that something’s wrong with his memory.

“A theme,” Vanitas muttered, shooting another glance towards the girl in white and biting down on his tongue. Why was he… Worry shouldn’t even be possible for him to feel, not for a Light-Bearer. But…

Falling under Xehanort’s Keyblade more times than he could count, the knowledge that his Unversed were attacking, were killing people, all at Xehanort’s behest. Everything…

He huffed, looking away. What was wrong with him?

Yuffie appears behind Leon and says that maybe Aerith was onto something after all. She says that Aerith told her that she was sensing some uncanny power and this situation seemed pretty uncanny.

“So, they have no idea they’re fake,” Roxas muttered, given from Yuffie’s comment. “They have whole… lives in their heads and they don’t even know they’re just figments of someone else’s imagination.” He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to lean into Axel’s side for comfort. It was… far too realistic.

Sora realizes that Yuffie knows his name and Yuffie says that Sora knows hers. When Leon questions her, she says she’s never met Sora before in her life but that she definitely knows his name.

“She seems more okay with it,” Kairi murmured, and Sora laughed slightly. That was just Yuffie for them. Sora couldn’t doubt that this was probably exactly how Yuffie would react if something like that happened in real life.

Yuffie says it’s strange but convenient, mentioning that they can skip introductions. Leon wonders how she can accept the situation so easily.

“Because our lives are absolutely insane,” Riku muttered to himself. At this point, he wouldn’t blink twice at some other crazy things, like time travel, given what they were doing now. He then paused. Was this technically time travel? But like, third person time travel? They were going to be seeing the future, after all, and they were seeing the past. He rubbed his temple slightly, mimicking what Leon was doing onscreen. Just because their lives were crazy didn’t mean they didn’t still give him a headache.

Yuffie says she’s going to run ahead and inform Aerith about what’s happening, instructing Leon to give them the grand tour. Leon puts away his weapon and leads them through Traverse Town.

“I know we’ve accepted crazy ‘Keyblade Wielder Magic’ at this point,” Ven said, worrying the edge of his lip between his teeth. “But… How big are those floors?”

“Large,” Axel said with a slight head tilt. “But Marluxia also theorized that the rooms were able to… change themselves almost, in order to make certain words from the memories of the user more realistic. When we were there, they certainly weren’t big enough to house a whole town.”

“I can check the library when we get back to the Land of Departure,” Aqua said, trying not to let her discomfort show. She should know these things, she should. “I bet it will probably have some answers to how it exactly works.”

Sora asks if he’s taking them to the hotel in the Second District and Leon is shocked that he even knows that. Sora lies that he just guessed.

“Was that place their base or something?” Xion asked. “They always seemed to be there.”

“No, but it was the place they lived, I think,” Sora replied. “They owned the top floor and all of them stayed there while the rest of the floors were actual hotels for people when they arrived in Traverse Town. Their activities were kind of spread around Traverse Town after that.”

Sora remembers someone and gets Leon’s attention, saying that maybe he’ll remember if they fight.

“Sora, what even-?” Kairi asked, twisting to give the boy next to her a look and Sora hummed, trying to figure out his younger self’s logic. If he was asking about the hotel…

“Oh, because the first time we met, Leon and I fought and I lost,” he realized. He bet that was what his younger self’s logic was. “I think I thought that maybe recreating the same events, it would help Leon’s memories come back.”

“Fine, maybe it was for your friend, but if you know you’re going to lose a fight, don’t start one,” she scolded him and he pouted at her.

“Kairi, I had improved a lot since that fight!” He replied. “Maybe I could win against him.” He got several dubious looks at that. “I could!”

“I don’t think so,” Riku said, smirk crawling up the side of his face when Sora’s pout was directed at him. “Him and Cloud, I think you’re going to need a lot more training if you ever want to beat either of them.” Sora crossed his arms with a huff. He could! …Maybe.

Leon questions him and Sora asks Donald and Goofy to stay back, as they didn’t fight with him the first time. Goofy remembers because they hadn’t met yet and the two of them back up.

Mickey sighed slightly, giving his friends a look. While he knew that they would intervene if it looked like Sora actually needed it, and he wouldn’t because Leon wouldn’t hurt a child like Sora too badly, they probably also shouldn’t have been encouraging that. But they did think it was the best way to regain Leon’s memories, so it could be excused.

“Sora,” Kairi grumbled out and Sora wrinkled his nose.

“Hey, don’t get mad at me, I don’t remember this,” he defended himself.

“You still did once though,” Roxas called over, a smirk on his face. “And I bet you’d do it now too.” Sora stuck his tongue out at him.

Leon says that he doesn’t think this will be much of a fight while drawing his blade. Sora says they won’t know until they try it.

“Or you can know because the last time you fought that man, he won easily?” Riku said quietly and Sora elbowed him in the side. The older boy raised an eyebrow at him.

Sora attacks Leon a few times, but the older man easily deflects him away.

“I should be fighting better than that,” Sora muttered, able to recognize his own skills, or lack of them.

“Don’t forget what Naminé did,” Ven brought up, unintentionally causing the girl to flinch. “She took away all your skills remember?”

“Oh yeah,” Sora replied. “So, it is really a recreation of what happened after the Islands fell.”

Leon stops the fight after a minute, telling Sora not to be so reckless and that he probably has the picture by now. Donald and Goofy check in with Sora.

Despite guessing that it probably wouldn’t work, Sora still slumped slightly when it was clear that Leon didn’t remember him despite him recreating their first meeting with him.

Leon mentions that they really don’t know how to fight but Donald refutes that they do, they just forgot. Leon asks how they forgot something like that.

Naminé bit her lip, pulling her knees to her chest, and hunching her shoulders slightly. Riku looked over at her, worry building in his heart. Naminé needed someone. He frowned. Maybe he should invite her over to sit with them? Though she might not want that and he didn’t want to put her on the spot. She had always been iffy around him anyways. Some days she would cling to him, following his footsteps whenever he was at the mansion while other days she would flee each room he came into, barely able to look at him. He had tried to ask her about it before, but she hadn’t answered.

Donald can’t figure out how to answer and Leon simply says they should go see Aerith. They head to the hotel and go into a room.

“Hey, it’s the same one from before,” Sora realized. “When they told me about the Keyblade!”

“Makes sense,” Kairi hummed. “It is the room that is the most ingrained in your memory after all.”

Leon says that he brought them and Yuffie greets them from her spot on the bed with Aerith smiling at them from her spot. Sora asks Aerith if she forgot him too.

“Why wouldn’t she have?” Vanitas asked with an eyeroll, leaning his chin on one of his hands and looking directly at Sora and the others. Not allowing his eyes to wander at all. “None of the others do.”

“Because Aerith has always been special,” Sora refuted, looking to the side for a quick second. “She… knows things and her presence is soothing, if you could call it that. She’s different.” Kairi nodded once, able to back up Sora as she had felt the same thing from the small bits she could remember of that time, remembering the woman who seemed just a little… off, but in a nice way. “If anyone would remember, it’s her.”

Aerith says that she doesn’t truly know how to greet him as her heart is telling her two different things and that she doesn’t think she knows him, and yet she still feels like he belongs there.

Sora tossed Vanitas a triumphant look. His lookalike simply scoffed and looked away.

Aerith says that her heart says that they’ve met before but she doesn’t remember him. Yuffie agrees, saying that it doesn’t feel weird that she knows his name despite them never meeting.

Mickey nodded, thinking back to his theory about their hearts. It seemed more and more probable as time went on.

Goofy asks what they mean and Yuffie says that it’s like they’re familiar in a way, like they met a long time ago. Sora replies that they’ve met and that they took down a Heartless together.

“I don’t think they’re going to be convinced,” Kairi said gently, and Sora nodded once. She was probably right but he couldn’t imagine what was going through his younger self’s brain at this moment. While he knew that the world was fake, it must have been so hard to distinguish between what was real and what was fake.

Leon says that it feels like he’s right but that he can’t remember. Sora and Donald repeat what Leon said as they said goodbye in Hollow Bastion and Leon finishes the sentence.

Sora perked up slightly as Leon finished the sentence. Maybe they weren’t really his friends, but they clearly had some sort of connection to them.

Donald realizes that he remembers and Yuffie agrees, saying that she remembers him saying that and quotes what she said after. Leon supposes that he can’t write it off as a coincidence then.

Axel raised a single eyebrow at the screen. Interesting… He hadn’t been that interested in the rooms before, mostly just doing his best to fool Larxene and Marluxia, and make sure that none of the others did anything that would harm Roxas. But now, seeing it, he understood why Xemnas had seen it as such a wonderful place. If they had an enemy they particularly wanted gone or broken to their wills, they could easily trap them in their own memories until they were questioning what was real or what was false. Much like Marluxia had planned to do to Sora, though with Naminé’s help.

In the back of his head, he wondered if that thought had ever crossed Xemnas’s mind. Or Saix’s.

It probably had.

Aerith says that she thinks that Sora’s heart is doing the remembering for them and explains that Sora’s memories must resonate with their hearts and that Sora’s heart is full of memories of them together. Leon asks that if it means that Sora’s memories are affecting theirs.

Mickey nodded once; his theory confirmed. It made sense that Sora’s heart would be affecting whatever reflections of hearts they had. They were connected after all.

Aerith says that his memories hold a certain power. Sora thinks back to what the cloaked man said, saying that this place was just an illusion created by his memories.

Aqua laced her fingers together, attempting to stop the repeated thoughts that were going through her head. She should have asked more questions when Master Eraqus showed her how to transform the place, she should have done research, should have done something because now she was useless when she was supposed to be helpful. Supposed to be a Master.

Aerith realizes that there is someone special to him in the town and Sora realizes that his memories are resonating in her heart, telling her what happened.

“I wonder if that would happen for all of us,” Terra mused, watching the screen carefully. “If all of our hearts could resonate with the people we see in the rooms. Or if it might just be something for you.”

“Why would it just be me?” Sora asked, tipping his head to the side. Terra didn’t answer. Maybe it was because Sora was some sort of special. That much was clear at this point.

When Donald and Goofy question it, Sora says he doesn’t know and it’s hard to explain, turning to Aerith and saying that a friend of his was somewhere within the Town, before correcting and saying the Castle.

Sora smiled, glad his younger self hadn’t forgotten about Riku, and he leaned to the side slightly, landing on Riku’s arm and just hanging there. Riku shot him a look and smile.

Naminé looked down at her hands. Already, she was slowly, ever so slowly, starting to mess with Sora’s memories by pulling on his connection with Riku. His chase to find him, his necklace from him, the love he had for him. She bit her tongue so hard she tasted blood. She had done nothing but hurt him so much, twisting his memories of his closest friend and tearing them apart to place herself in there instead. All in some messed up attempt to maybe get saved by him.

Her nails bit into her palms.

Yuffie says that there aren’t any castles around there and Sora struggles to explain. Aerith deduces that he’s still not completely sure himself and Sora agrees, saying that they just got there anyway.

“I wonder why it’s messing with your head so much,” Roxas muttered. It wasn’t like it was that hard to grasp. He was in a room created by his memories inside of a castle. What more was there to it?

Naminé flinched, shoulders shaking.

Because hearts are complicated, Terra thought, pursing his lips. And I suspect Sora’s heart is already in play here, not just his memories.

Sora says that he wants to take a look around and see if it’s really the Traverse Town they know. Leon says to take a look around then and warns about Heartless, before mentioning that they shouldn’t be a problem for him.

Sora felt a small bubble of warmth in him when Leon affirmed his fighting skills. It wasn’t that he felt like he was lacking, he knew he was a good fighter, but he hadn’t really been given that many compliments, except maybe from Riku. Mostly, Goofy and Donald just pushed him to be better. Which he did need to be, but it could get… draining sometimes.

Sora asks if that means Leon knows that he can fight, and Leon says that he feels like believing him and requests to leave it at that.

Mickey smiled. It was clear that Leon cared about Sora, even if he was just an illusion of the real one. And well, the real one cared about him as well. He had made a good decision, trusting Leon with knowledge of the Keyblade, as minimal as it had been. He had clearly been a good thing for Sora.

Sora teases Leon who playfully threatens to knock him around with his blade again. Sora and the others hurry out of the hotel.

Sora smiled at his interactions with them. He really needed to see them again, make sure they were okay in the aftermath of the Heartless attack. They had seemed mostly okay the quick time he had seen them, but he really should have looked deeper. He was the Keyblade Wielder after all. He was supposed to stop the Heartless.

As they walk through Traverse Town, Goofy questions Sora on what he meant while speaking to Aerith, but Sora says he doesn’t really understand it himself. Donald says it can’t be an illusion, as they’re standing in it, but Goofy wonders if he and Donald are also illusions from Sora’s memories.

Sora felt a chill go down his spine as the thought was spoken aloud. No, that was Donald and Goofy who were standing with him. The real Donald and Goofy. They weren’t… They weren’t memories. They weren’t illusions. Right?

“Naminé?” He asked, turning to look at her, and she shook her head very quickly.

“It’s them, I promise,” she replied, stuttering over her words. It was the real Donald and Goofy, that much she knew.

Sora let a breath of relief at that, slumping slightly. He was already guessing why his younger self was so confused and having that thought put into his head definitely wouldn’t help.

Sora says he doesn’t know and Goofy says that none of this makes a lot of sense. Donald sees some Heartless and the three of them face off.

Everything’s fine, Sora thought. I’ll be fine, my past self will be fine. I’m right here, aren’t I? He ignored the part of his brain that was shouting about ‘memories’ and ‘being messed with’. Everything was fine.

Sora is about to fight but Donald and Goofy get turned into cards. He snatches them up and fights the Heartless using the different cards.

Riku pinched the bridge of his nose, crinkling his face into an unpleasant expression. He hated those things.

“Wait, why are they turning into cards now?” Ven questioned. “They didn’t earlier?” Several glances were aimed at Aqua and Axel, who seemed to have the most knowledge about the topic, but both of them grimaced. Aqua hadn’t asked Master Eraqus about the failsafe too much, like an idiot, and Axel only had guesses and secondhand accounts to go off of.

“Castle Oblivion is weird?” Xion offered and there were noises of agreement from around the room.

Castle Oblivion has a heart, perhaps? Naminé offered silently.

After Sora defeats the Heartless, Goofy and Donald pop back up again, and Donald realizes that they’re stronger now than before. Goofy says the strength they lost is coming back bit by bit.

“I assume we’re probably relearning what we did before,” Sora thought aloud, tapping his fingers on his knee. “This is kind of what we did the first time around.”

Naminé nodded once, not being able to bring her voice back quite yet.

In the distance, a bell starts ringing.

“The bell!” Kairi exclaimed, sitting bolt upright. “Like before!” Sora’s eyes grew round as he remembered.

“Are we going to have to fight that Heartless again?” He asked, feeling a little put off. They had fought and destroyed that thing, what, three times now? Why couldn’t it just stay down.

The giant Heartless from before slams into the square.

While several of them jumped, various noises of surprise rippling across the room, Sora simply sighed once, rubbing a hand over his face. Yep, they had to face it again.

Sora faces down the Heartless, with Donald and Goofy turning into cards again. Sora fights it, using the cards.

“Hopefully this is the last time I’ll have to face it,” Sora muttered, watching himself take down the Heartless again. It wasn’t a surprise that he managed to take it down relatively quick, as he already had experience taking it down. Three times.

The Heartless collapses after Sora beats it, with Donald and Goofy appearing again. Sora sighs, before being distracted as Leon, Aerith, Yuffie, and Cid walk up to them.

“Oh, Cid!” Sora said, blinking at the sight of the man. Of course, he was there too. He lived in Traverse Town for a while as well.

Leon asks if they found Sora’s friend and Sora admits that he doesn’t think he’ll find him in the town, but that he has to be somewhere in the Castle, he’s sure of it.

Naminé flinched. Your fault, your fault. You’re the one doing this, you’re deceiving him, you’re drawing him to his death. How could you? How dare you? Her nails dug into her arms.

Riku smiled gently. He wasn’t actually there quite yet, he thought at least. He could have been there already, time was screwy in the Castle, but even if he was there, it wasn’t him Sora was searching for. He shot a glance at Naminé and grimaced at the look in her eyes. He should do something, but… would Naminé want him to? She seemed to be working to make herself smaller.

Cid questions his use of Castle, but Leon says that Sora’s probably right, even if they can’t understand it. Leon says that Sora can see the reality that’s bigger than their world.

Sora smiled at Leon’s faith in him. It was nice to hear, even if it was only from a reflection of the man.

Sora wishes that he was sure, and Leon tells him that he’ll be okay and no matter what shape reality takes, Sora will be able to handle it. The others wish him luck and Sora thanks them, before wondering how they’re supposed to leave. Aerith points out a door.

Sora laughed quietly in his hand. Aerith, always the strange one. One day, he would have to ask her about… well her. Maybe there was a reason. Perhaps she had a strange set of magic?

The three of them start to head to the door, but Sora pauses as Aerith calls out to him. He turns to look at her as the other Traverse Town members leave.

Several confused looks were shared. What would Aerith need from Sora?

Aerith says that she doesn’t have all the answers, but that she has to tell him something. She checks with him that this place is made of memories and Sora replies that it’s what the man in the cloak said to him.

Terra frowned, tapping his hand on his knee. By all accounts, if they didn’t know from Aqua, the cloaked man could have been lying. And then they would be in a worse position. But they knew he was telling the truth, though the past Sora didn’t know that. The whole thing just made him nervous. Maybe because it was messing with Sora’s head. While such things had never been truly done to him, mostly, it was still enough to put him on edge, worrying for his successor’s best friend.

Aerith says that if it’s true, then the town is just a figment of his mind, as well as the people within it. Sora says they can’t be a figment because she’s standing right there as well as the town is there.

Aqua narrowed her eyes slightly. Already, there was evidence that something was happening with Sora’s mind. He had been sure in his stance that this was just a projection of the place when they first entered the room but now he was much more unsure and cautious. Her gaze went to Naminé for a second, the younger girl having relaxed some. Could it have something to do with Naminé? They hadn’t explained much, but what they had was enough to paint a picture in her head. And she didn’t like it.

Aerith says that she’s not really her and she can’t remember things she should and can sense things she shouldn’t.

“A self-aware projection?” Axel muttered to himself, watching curiously. From what they had said, it was clear that this Aerith wasn’t normal in any sense of the word, so it wasn’t completely surprising that the illusion of her had picked up on some of her quirks, but it shouldn’t have been to this extent, right?

Sora is confused but Aerith warns him about his memories, much to Sora’s shock. Aerith tells him in his journey he’ll be faced with more illusion and the shadows of his memory might try and deceive him to lead him astray.

Your fault, your fault, your fault. What kind of a person are you, to so thoroughly hurt someone to take away his memories of his closest people? Naminé closed her eyes, trying to force back the tears.

Sora wonders what that means but Aerith apologizes and says that she’s just another illusion and that the truth is out of her reach.

I mean, you got pretty far, Vanitas thought, giving the screen a look. She figured out a lot of it before it happened.

Sora asks her not to say things like that, as it is depressing.

This ship runs on happy faces! Sora looked down, taking a deep breath before looking back up. It was fine, everything was fine.

Aerith tells him to stay strong and to not let the illusions distract him from what’s truly important.

I have a feeling that I didn’t do that, Sora thought, leaning on Riku’s side in a effort for comfort. Was it my fault that Donald, Goofy, and I slept for a year? Did I mess something up so badly?

Sora nods to her before being distracted by Donald and Goofy calling for him. He says he’ll be right there, only to turn and see Aerith gone.

“She’s… gone?” Xion asked, blinking in shock, and Axel sighed and shrugged a shoulder.

“Sora’s about to leave the world,” he explained. “Of course, she’s gone. The floor is collapsing as they go.”

Sora wasn’t the only one to make a face at that. While it was true that it wasn’t really their friends, just copies of them, they had still been their friends in a way. But now they were gone, like they never had existed.

Sora calls out for Aerith and Donald questions him. Sora says he was just talking to her, but Goofy says that Aerith left with the others.

“Was I the only one to see her?” Sora wondered. Why Aerith? Was it because of her special sight or whatever it was? Or was it something else?

Donald says he worried them, simply standing there by himself, and Sora wonders if this is what Aerith meant.

Kairi took a deep breath, reaching out to grasp one of Sora’s hands. It was clear that something had started, whatever it was, and it wasn’t making her feel good. She worried her bottom lip. Everything would be okay, right?

Sora looks back once, before turning and following Donald and Goofy towards the door, where he uses one of the cards to open it. They all exit the room.

Naminé looked down at her hands. How long… How long would she be able to keep a secret what she did? She suspected that even Axel and Riku didn’t know the true depth of what she did to Sora’s memory, as she never truly told them. Never told them about reaching into the deep True Memory of the meteor shower, about erasing both Kairi and Riku from certain points of Sora’s life. And, what she did to… him. Axel already knew that part but…

She swallowed shakily. There was what… twelve more floors for Sora to get through? She could make it that long, she could. She had to, she didn’t want to make more of a burden of herself. Sora had already done so many wonderful things, like offer her a body of her own. And now, he was going to see all the horrible things she had done to him. To the Replica.

She pressed her eyes together, forcing tears back yet again. Would Sora uphold his promise like he had done before? Even though this time he would watch her break down his memories one at a time?

She didn’t know and she was too scared to ask.

Her hands twisted around each other, and she wished for her sketchbook. She just wanted this to be over.

Notes:

At this point, I am highly considering creating a second work that would go in a series with this of all the smaller moments in which I couldn't have them react to because of whatever novel/cutscenes excluding them BS I have to deal with. Because MAN! I'm an this close to loosing it. So close. Because now, when the Hundred Acre floor comes up, I have to have yet ANOTHER thing happen off screen (cut to me slamming my head into my desk several times) because the media I'm using didn't include it! I'm this close, I swear.

On a more positive note, we have more revelations, more fun moments, and more moments of angst. But it is Kingdom Hearts after all, so all that's normal! This chapter was going to be longer, but then writer's block smacked me in the face as I was trying to write the last third of this, so I simply ended up just going through the barebones of it to finish it. Hopefully no one minds.

Notes:
1. As you can see, I'm combining both the novel and the game, more overtly than the first time. In the novel, it ignores the whole card thing, probably because it's usually just a way to make the physical game more interesting, but I'm going to use it for plot purposes. So, there will be some fights where Donald and Goofy are there and some where they aren't. As Xion said, Castle Oblivion is weird.

I should be able to get the next chapter out fairly soon. We get our Axel introduction next chapter, time to see how that'll go. I'm sure it'll all be fine. Comments and Kudos are highly appreciated, and I hope you all have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 22: A Memory of Wonderland

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy enter another white hall. Goofy wonders if they may have gotten turned around and ended up at the beginning.

“You- They didn’t, right?” Kairi asked, the question originally being posed to Sora before she remembered that he didn’t have any memories of this time, but then being switched to both Axel and Naminé.

“No, there are… intermediates, between each floor,” Axel replied. “They just happen to all look the same.”

Sora says it looks a little different and Donald asks if he’s sure.

Axel shook his head slightly. How Sora could tell the difference between the rooms, he didn’t know. When he had been there, he had never been able to tell a single difference between each room besides the things inside them.

The cloaked man from before appears and asks if they enjoyed meeting the shadows of Sora’s memories. Sora says yes and that it was nice to see everyone again.

Kairi and Riku both smiled a little at that. Of course, Sora still enjoyed seeing everyone, even if they were just his memories.

Sora asks what the man wants from him, and the cloaked man asks what he has to give. He walks forward and Sora summons his Keyblade, the two of them being interrupted when another person appears with a greeting.

Axel clicked his tongue, seeing his past self appear in a blaze of darkness. “Ah,” he muttered quietly, leaning backwards on the couch and bracing his temple with one of his hands. Both Roxas’s and Xion’s eyes widened in surprise as their friend appeared. They knew he had been at Castle Oblivion, they had been aware of his mission, but… it was different seeing it themselves.

“Axel?” Sora questioned, turning to give the man a look, not being the only one to do so, and Axel rolled his eyes slightly.

“What? You knew I was a part of the Organization,” he answered, shrugging a single shoulder. “Is it so surprising that I would be there? And I had knowledge of the Castle.”

“Still…” Sora murmured but didn’t say anything. Aqua eyed the screen with distrust. She didn’t distrust the Axel that was sitting on the couch across from her. Who’s two kids clearly cared about him deeply and he had shown care and worry for the others in the room. She did distrust the version on him onscreen, who looked so… casual, though that was a bad term for it. She ran her tongue over her teeth as she thought. What had happened that turned him from the man onscreen to the one sitting near them, who was apparently dead in the outside world?

The cloaked man asks what Axel wants and Axel scolds him not to hog the hero.

Axel chuckled slightly. As much as he hated Castle Oblivion and everything that had happened in it the few times he had been there, he missed annoying Marluxia. He knew the other Nobody wouldn’t truly do anything against him until he had firmly shown that he was not on the Lord of the Castle’s side, and it was easy to just dismiss his needling as just a personality trait of his. Those repeated actions were so reminiscent of what he would do as a child that he could almost feel the echo of the emotion that it used to bring.

Sora questions if they’re working together and the man tosses Axel a card, wondering if he would like to test him. Axel replies maybe he does.

“Axel, you aren’t going to… hurt Sora, right?” Kairi asked, voice unsure. She didn’t… She knew that Axel was going to. Axel had literally kidnapped her in order to draw Sora to his death to get Roxas back and he clearly had no qualms about it. So, this past version of him probably had those same beliefs and principles. Or lack of them.

But at the same time, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of… wrongness, when she thought about Axel hurting Sora. Like, it wasn’t something that should have been conceivable. She had seen how caring he had been with Roxas and Xion, and there was a part of her that, as much as she wanted to stay away from him because he had kidnapped her, there was a small part of her that… trusted him. She rubbed her hands together slightly. She didn’t know where that part of her came from. She was sure that it hadn’t been there yesterday.

“I didn’t intend to,” Axel replied firmly, giving her a sincere look. “Even if it may seem so, especially with what you’re going to see, I never wanted to hurt Sora. I was… worried about what it may do to Roxas. Take that as you will.” Roxas turned to look at his friend in surprise. Axel was willing to go against the Organization’s orders for him? But… he hadn’t ever before. Where had this been when he had tracked down and captured Xion, when he had lied to him?

Why was even Axel treating Sora better than he ever did Roxas?

The other man disappeared in a shadow corridor and Axel says it’s his show now, calling Sora a Keyblade Master.

Both Aqua and Terra winced slightly at the misuse of terminology but didn’t say anything. It wasn’t anyone’s fault that they didn’t know the in and outs of Keyblade Wielder Culture. There hadn’t been many of them anyways and their traditions were kept within the group. Or at least, that’s what the books said. They hadn’t ever met another Keyblade Wielder before Sora and Riku now besides those they interacted with eleven years prior. The records stated that there used to be hundreds of them, but they had been on a steady decline for decades. Perhaps now was a chance to build up those ranks again.

Axel had seen their winces. “Sorry,” he apologized haltingly, as he really didn’t know if they would want his apology, and Aqua waved it off with a hand.

“It’s fine,” she replied. “You couldn’t have known.”

Sora asks who he is, and Axel introduces himself, telling Sora to ‘get it memorized’.

The familiar phrase drifted through Ven’s mind, remembering the day in the plaza where he had met the two boys, just about a week ago now. Or it would have been a week ago to him. But to them, and he still didn’t know what had happened to the other, it had been eleven years. Eleven years and now Lea was older than him, a fighter in his own right. Ven mulled over the thoughts in his head and against his will, his eyes drifted to Roxas. Had Lea… recognized Roxas? Had recognized Ven in a way? Or had it truly been a coincidence, that he would become friends with two boys with the same face.

Sora, visibly confused, says sure and Axel compliments him, calling him a quick learner. He says now that they’re getting to know each other better, Sora shouldn’t go and die on him, and summons his chakrams.

“Axel!” Xion yelped, twisting to stare at her friend. “What happened to, ‘I’m not intending to hurt Sora’?” Axel winced slightly.

“I wasn’t trying to hurt him, just test him,” Axel explained with a hand wave, feeling Xion’s glare on him along with a few others. “Plus, it’s what Marluxia would have expected me to do, so I did.”

“Testing through fighting?” Aqua questioned and Axel shrugged again.

“Again, wasn’t trying to hurt him permanently.” Kairi’s hands tightened on Sora, worry building in her stomach. She knew that Axel wasn’t trying to hurt Sora, but at that same time… She had seen him fight before. She had witnessed the confrontation between him and Saix and while it had ended with Axel’s loss, she thought at least, she couldn't see the end that well, she had seen his confidence in battle. He was a good fighter and Sora had lost most of his abilities. She swallowed slightly but tried to relax. She had to trust that Axel hadn’t actually been trying to hurt her friend… as hard as that was.

Ven blinked at the chakrams. Sure, they were a lot more deadly now but… He couldn’t help the small smile that snuck onto his face. Lea really hadn’t let go of those frisbees of his, had he?

Axel summons flames to surround the trio and himself and the fight starts. Axel takes care of Donald and Goofy quickly, causing him and Sora to clash.

Several people grimaced as the fight started. They had gotten a little used to no real fights for the past couple of watchings, the only main one being the huge Heartless that Sora had already defeated three times, so it wasn’t as nerve-wracking. And even with Axel’s assurance that he hadn’t meant to hurt Sora, it was still worrying to watch. Sora could feel both of his friends’ hands on him.

Axel didn’t allow his face to change, nor his posture, but he was extremely aware of Xion and Roxas on either side of him. How would they react to this? To what he did later, to Vexen, Zexion, or even Naminé? He knew, he knew that they said they wouldn't mind, but the thought... just kept circling back around in his head.

He didn’t… He couldn’t lose their friendship again.

The two of them fight for a while before Axel vanishes under one of Sora’s strikes, causing the room to go back to normal.

Despite everything that he knew had to happen after this, and thus Axel still had to be around, Roxas felt his breath catch in his throat. He still remembered, before fading fully into Sora’s heart, seeing out through his eyes. Seeing Axel fade beneath Sora’s gaze, vanishing back into the darkness they came from.

“Roxas?” Axel questioned quietly as the boy leaned deeper into his side and Roxas simply shook his head once. Axel was alright, he had survived this. He ignored the way he had thought Axel hadn’t for those few, terrible weeks.

Sora looks around for Axel but sees a set of cards hovering in the air before him. He reaches out and grabs them.

“More worlds?” Terra murmured.

Donald and Goofy recognize the worlds on the cards and Jiminy says that they look like the card Sora used to create Traverse Town. Sora guesses that they’re supposed to use them to continue on and Axel says he’s right, appearing next to the stairs to the next door.

Roxas blew out a slow breath in relief as his friend appeared again. He knew it had to be, Axel obviously made it through this, but at the same time...

He wondered if this was how Kairi and Riku had felt every time they witnessed Sora fight, though it had to be a little different as Roxas didn't have emotions as thye did.

On the other side of Axel, Xion did the same thing.

Axel asks if they really thought he’d give up so easily after an introduction like that and Sora realizes that he was testing them. Axel congratulates them and says they’re now ready to take on Castle Oblivion.

Naminé looked down at her hands, curling them into fists. ‘Take on Castle Oblivion’, more like ‘Take on Naminé’.

“You will need to follow your memories. Trust what you remember and seek what you forget. Then, you’ll find someone very special.”

“I would like to point out,” Axel interjected, raising up one hand slightly. “That I’m lying here.”

“You are?” Sora asked and Axel nodded.

“Mhm, part of Marluxia’s plan and all that.” He waved a single hand dismissively, but he kept a gentle eye on Naminé, seeing the way she had gone tense. He wasn’t going to say anything else, not until Naminé did.

Sora pressed his lips together, looking back at his past self onscreen. Naminé said she had fixed his memories, and it was clear that he had forgotten things, but why? Aqua didn’t seem to think that the Castle was stripping away his memories and Naminé had already admitted that it was her who drew them to the Castle and pocked away their abilities but… What else had she done? What had been so damaging that he had to sleep for a year?

Goofy asks if Axel is talking about the King and Riku and Axel says that they’ll have to give it some thought about who’s most important to them.

It doesn't matter, Naminé thought, Axel’s speech not as strange to her as it was to the others. Even as I was pulling Riku and Kairi from Sora’s memories, he still held onto them with such strength. I nearly erased Kairi completely and pulled all emphasis of Riku from True Memories and yet… He still reached for them. He loves them deeply and nothing I could do would truly change that.

Sora frowned, trying to think over Axel’s words. He was clearly being purposely vague. Were they, and he meant his past self and Donald and Goofy, meant to believe that there was someone else they knew in the Castle? He looked over to the girl sitting in one of the chairs. Was Axel… referring to Naminé? She was the only other one here who had clearly been in the Castle and she had already pulled on his memories once but…

He bit one of his lips and leaned deeper into Riku’s side, seeking comfort. He hated not having any memories of this, because that would no doubt make all this figuring out much easier.

“Our most precious memories lie so deep within our hearts that they’re out of reach.”

Naminé couldn’t help herself. “That, Axel isn’t lying about,” she said softly. “Though they are technically called True Memories.”

“’True Memories’?” Ven questioned, turning to look at the girl slightly. “What do you mean?”

“There are some memories… that are so special to a person, that they’re locked deep in one’s heart,” Naminé said gently, trying to figure out how to say it in terms that the others would understand. Because while it made perfect sense to her, that was mostly because she had seen and felt and manipulated those memories before. She could see their impact on the heart. “They might be interactions with a person, a place or home, or even an event. They… shape us.” She looked down at her hands. “And they’re near impossible for me to manipulate because doing that is one, really hard, and two, if a True Memory is changed, so is that person. So… fundamentally. Even if they don’t consciously remember that memory, as not a lot of people remember True Memories, they still shape a person.”

She had seen it, over and over again. Marluxia, though his memories were gone, was still shaped by the echoes of his True Memories. She hadn’t ever really tried to get into them, too scared that he would sense her somehow, but she had seen flickers. Of younger siblings, of a black-haired boy, and a place doused in the sun. There were more, but she hadn’t gotten close. Larxene was also shaped by these memories, as terrible as she was. A young brunette girl in a white dress, pouring rain and lightning splitting the sky.

And she had seen it with Sora. Even with all the energy it had taken, the second she had managed to snap that True Memory into being between her and Sora instead of Riku and Sora, all the love and devotion that Sora’d had to Riku throughout their entire lives was devoted to her, even if Sora himself hadn’t fully realized yet and it took a while for it to fully shift into place. That True Memory built their friendship and even if she had changed pieces of it, she hadn’t been able to actually change the charm given between the two, she just couldn't do that much to Sora, that was enough to fully change him.

And with the… Riku Replica, she had manipulated his True Memory to also contain her and him and instead of him and Sora. And just like with Sora, all his devotion had gone to her. She flinched as she thought of him, digging her nails into her palms. She had no right, no right at all to still care for him, not after everything she had done to him, but… she couldn’t help it.

“And everyone has True Memories?” Kairi asked and Naminé nodded.

Ven sat back with a thump, thoughts spinning through his mind. True Memories, that even if forgotten still remain. He bit the inside of his mouth. Do I… have those? The first twelve years of his life were still shrouded in mystery, in a fog he couldn’t escape, and he assumed Vanitas was the same. Do I have True Memories from that time? Do they still shape me, even now?

Axel says he’s sure Sora can find his though and Sora asks why him.

Because you’re a Keyblade Wielder, Naminé thought. Because Marluxia wanted it.

“You’ve lost sight of the light within the darkness. And it seems that you’ve forgotten what you forgot.”

Sora rubbed his temples slightly, trying to not let onscreen Axel’s words bother him too much. Honestly, it was confusing enough hearing it right now and they had people telling them what was actually right and wrong. His past self didn’t have any of that.

Naminé shot a glance towards Riku at Axel’s words. Well, he hasn’t lost sight of his light quite yet, she thought, biting down on her tongue. I’ll take it in a second but… She shook herself slightly.

“Wow Axel, and here I thought you couldn’t get more confusing,” Roxas snarked, thinking back to his meeting with Axel in the Data Twilight Town. “Seems it’s just a trait of yours.” Axel huffed in feigned outrage.

When Sora thinks it over, Axel asks if he wants a hint. Goofy wonders if he needs one and Sora says that he can figure it out on his own.

Kairi gave Sora a smile, which the boy returned shakily. Was it possible for him to figure it out on his own? He had clearly failed, what with his year long sleep and all, but…

Axel tells him good answer and says it’s just what he’d expect from a Keyblade master.

“Thinking of me?” Roxas asked, flashing his friend a grin and Axel laughed quietly.

“Of course,” he responded. “You’ve never needed help for anything. Except in that first week, when you were a zombie.”

Roxas elbowed him in the side.

“But be forewarned… when your sleeping memories awaken, you may no longer be who you are now.” Sora asks what that means but Axel vanishes into darkness.

“True Memories?” Sora asked, for confirmation, and Naminé nodded.

Donald asks if Sora has any sleeping memories and Sora says he doesn’t know but asks if Donald remembers everything since he was born. Donald says of course not and that no one remembers what happened when they were really little.

Some of us more than others, was the thought that went through Vanitas’s, Ven’s, and Kairi’s heads. While Kairi’s lack of memories from when she was litter were balancing on the line between normal and not normal, both Ven and Vanitas’s memories were pretty clearly missing, not just forgotten with time.

Jiminy says that Axel’s words worry him and wonders what he means when he said that ‘Sora would no longer be who he was’. Sora says he’ll always be himself and asks how he could be anyone else.

Sora frowned at his past self. It was probably just the fact that he had more knowledge than his past self, but to him it was clear that Axel meant he would change as a person. Naminé had confirmed that. Not actually changing into another thing.

Jiminy says they can’t be too careful and Goofy says that it seems like anything can happen there, stumbling over Castle Oblivion’s name. Donald says the name and Goofy agrees.

Naminé blew out a breath, squeezing her eyes together. Already, pulling away little things. Adding a gentle fog to Donald and Goofy’s memories in order for them not to question too deeply what was going on with Sora.

Sora says that they’ll be okay and whatever happens, they’ll handle it together.

Naminé winced again.

As they started towards the next door, Goofy asks if they explored another creepy castle together, one with a bunch of contraptions. Sora asks when that was.

“Are they… talking about Hollow Bastion?” Kairi asked, eyes widening as it was clear that Sora didn’t remember. Hollow Bastion had happened maybe a week earlier and a lot had happened in the place. And now, Sora couldn’t remember it. Just like that.

“I think so,” Sora replied, staring wide eyed at the screen. Watching himself forget something, something that should be abundantly clear in their minds, was scary. Not just scary, btu terrifying.

“You really are forgetting things,” Vanitas muttered, giving the screen a side eye. And so soon as well.

Donald wonders what it was called and Goofy tries to remember but can’t get the name. Sora asks if Goofy’s sure he’s not making it up.

“I’m sorry,” Naminé whispered out, looking down at her hands, unable to bring her gaze up to look at anyone in the room.

“…It’s okay, Naminé,” Sora said after a second, giving her a soft look, trying to push away the panic that had swept through him as he watched himself forget. It hadn’t been Naminé’s fault, the others, the ones who had been there, had said that she had been forced into it. How could they blame her for that?

He shouldn't... He shouldn't be angry about things she was forced into.

Goofy says he doesn’t think so and Sora simply turns and looks at the next door, choosing another one of the cards and holding it up. The door glows and the three of them step through.

Roxas groaned slightly as he recognized Wonderland and Xion huffed. Sora rubbed one of his temples.

The three of them look around, seeing a forest full of giant lily pads, and Goofy recognizes this as the place where flowers can talk.

“Flowers talking is the least crazy thing about that place,” Roxas muttered, dragging a hand down his face. Hopefully they don’t run into that damned cat.

Goofy hears someone coming and the White Rabit runs past them, worrying about being late. Sora realizes they’ve seen him before.

“I wonder how much of this will be the same as when Sora actually went to Wonderland,” Aqua mused, thinking. Traverse Town had been very similar, but a little different. Maybe this world would be the same.

The White Rabbit says that the Queen will roast him for dinner and if he’s late for the trial, it’ll be off with his head next.

“Another trial?” Xion questioned with a roll of her eyes.

“It’ll probably be the same trial as before,” Terra said, having heard Aqua’s wonderings. “This is based off of Sora’s memories and he only visited this place once.”

Sora questions what he means by ‘off with his head’ but the Rabbit runs off. Sora wonders if something like that happened last time as well, saying that the White Rabbit felt familiar, like they had seen him before.

Sora shivered slightly as it was clear he was forgetting already. Wonderland had been the first world they had gone to, true, so it was the furthest back in his brain, but he shouldn’t be questioning all of that, not really. Not unless he was already losing his memory. He leaned on Riku’s side, seeking comfort. One of Riku’s arms hesitantly wrapped around him in a half hug and Sora smiled softly. Riku gave him a concerned look.

Donald says they would sure find out if they followed him and Goofy muses that for such a peaceful looking place, it sure is dangerous. Several Heartless then appear, with Donald remarking that it doesn’t really look that peaceful either, and the three of them fight the Heartless off.

Several of them, who were trying to figure out the rules of Castle Oblivion, saw that Donald and Goofy didn’t disappear this fight. Was it just for important fights?

They head through the forest, ending up in well kept garden. They look around a corner, seeing a trial taking place.

Xion simply sighed slightly, realizing that she was right. Of course, Terra was right as well, as this was based off of Sora’s memories and he had seen a trial the last time he was there.

The Queen of Hearts asks if Alice understands the charges, revealing Alice on trial. Donald recognizes her and Alice says she does not understand and says she’s done nothing wrong.

Which seems to be a common theme when the Queen puts someone on trial, Mickey thought, watching the kids out of the corner of his eye. It was clear that watching the events of the past was putting some sort of strain on Sora but Riku was helping him. Still, they should keep a close eye on him, just to be safe. They hadn’t done the same with Riku and look what had happened.

The Queen of Hearts says she’s feigning ignorance and that she’s been charged with aiding the creatures called Heartless which threaten the world.

“I don’t think the Heartless even look for aid,” Kairi hummed, rolling her eyes slightly at the Queen’s outrageous conclusion. “They would much rather attack Alice.”

“I wonder…” Ven rolled the question beneath his teeth. “We all agree that the Queen is insane, but I wonder if what happened, in the real world, was that Alice was caught in the same area of the Heartless. She’s a Princess of Heart, so the Heartless wouldn’t attack her like they do everyone else. Maybe the Queen saw that and immediately assume that she must be working with them.” He shook his head. “Which, still insane, but perhaps there’s a reason behind it?”

Several of the watchers blinked. Kairi nodded. “That would happen,” she murmured, remembering her own interactions with the Heartless.

“Still insane though,” Roxas said with a wave of his hand and Ven nodded.

“Of course,” he replied. No one was arguing with that fact. “But just… perhaps a reason.”

Alice asks where the evidence is and the Queen says the evidence is that she forgot and that’s evidence because Alice is the one who stole her memory.

“I take it back,” Ven said drily. “There can’t be a single, possible reason for that.”

“Huh, the Queen lost her memory,” Aqua thought aloud. “So, it’s a little different from before and seems more…” Influenced by what is happening in the real world, she finished in her mind. She gave Sora, then Naminé, a look. They said that the worlds are created by Sora’s memories but if he can’t really remember, either the floors are creating these things or Sora unconsciously is. Perhaps his mind is trying to find an answer to what’s happening to him through the worlds.

Donald says that it’s crazy and asks how the Queen forgetting can be evidence. The White Rabbit says that they can’t rid the Kingdom of Heartless until they get the Queen’s memory back and says that it’s a serious crime.

Under normal circumstances, it probably would be. Unfortunately, all of them were thoroughly past the point where they cared about the Queen of Hearts.

Alice says that it’s unfair and just because she can’t remember things isn’t a reason to blame it on Alice. The Queen says she’s speaking to the Queen of Hearts and had Alice simply returned the memory with an apology she would have just let her go.

Absolutely none of them believed her.

The Queen says that the court has reached a verdict and says off with Alice’s head. Sora rushes forward.

“Sora,” Kairi groaned out, placing a hand on the side of her head. “Really?”

“What? Do you think I would just stand there and do nothing?” Sora asked, raising an eyebrow at her. Even if he didn’t remember this, he had a feeling this was what his past self was going to do. He couldn’t just stand there and let Alice die for something that clearly wasn’t her fault. She was what, twelve? How could she have possible done anything wrong?

Sora says that the Queen should investigate before simply arresting innocent people and Queen asks how dare he suggest that Alice didn’t steal her memory. She says he must know the true culprit then and Sora hesitates.

“Why are you hesitating?” Vanitas asked with a drawl, balancing his head on one of his hands, propped up on his elbow. “Shouldn’t it be obvious? The Heartless?”

“The Heartless have never stolen memory before,” Sora refuted, shrugging a shoulder. “Plus, I think my past self is dealing with enough already.”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have run into the courtroom,” Kairi muttered, rubbing one of her temples.

The Queen of Hearts says he should speak or it’s off with all their heads and Sora says that he’s the thief.

Kairi facepalmed.

“Sora.” Riku’s tone was reproachful, and Sora grimaced slightly, twisting to look at Riku.

“What? What my past self is doing makes sense,” he responded. “I can fight off her card soldiers. Alice can’t.”

“Still not a great reason to throw yourself into the fire,” Aqua said gently, gazing at the boy in slight concern. It seemed that even with his memory being messed with, he still held the same self-sacrificing nature that he’d had before all this.

“Plus, you’re missing some abilities,” Xion continued, worry for the boy going through her. Or what could be mistaken for worry. She didn’t have a heart after all. “You might not be able to take them down.”

“Hey, don’t forget, Wonderland was the first world I went to in the real world as well,” Sora said, sitting up slightly. “I defeated her card soldiers when I didn’t have that much practice with the Keyblade then, so I’m probably around the same power level now as I was then. I’ll bet I’ll be fine.”

The Queen is shocked and Goofy asks really. Sora tells Goofy of course not but what else is he supposed to say.

“The Heartless?” Ven offered, but Sora simply shook his head.

“If the Queen had a ‘culprit’ right in front of her, she may let Alice go,” he countered. “This is better.”

‘This’ is putting yourself in more unnecessary danger, Aqua thought, lacing her fingers together. A bad habit to have.

Sora tells Alice to run for it while the Queen orders her card soldiers to attack them. They face down the card soldiers as Alice escapes.

Sora relaxed slightly once Alice was out of danger. At least this time she wasn’t trapped in a cage.

As they’re fighting, Donald says that this is all because Sora had to go and say something screwy. Sora says that it was the only thing he could think of and Donald says that Sora shouldn’t have lied.

“I think, in these circumstances, it can be ignored,” Roxas said, and Mickey laughed slightly.

“Donald’s parental side is coming out,” he hummed, suppressing a smile. He had seen it, he had been there as Donald raised his three nephews. He could be a surprisingly tight mother hen when he needed to be. “His nephews often got into a lot of trouble when they were younger. Donald had to wrangle them often. You probably remind him of them.” The last sentence was aimed at Sora, who smiled slightly.

Sora says if he hadn’t lied, Alice would have lost her head and Goofy reminds them that this isn’t a time to be fighting. Sora and Donald stop and instead focus on the card soldiers.

Sora couldn’t help the small smile that painted itself on his lips when he saw himself, Donald, and Goofy. They really were some of his closest friends and they had certainly got past the phase of always actually fighting with each other. Even now, he could tell that wasn’t a true fight, just a quick disagreement. And all friends were allowed to have those.

They defeat all the card soldiers and Donald wonders where Alice is. Sora says she must have escaped.

Sora nodded once. Good. She shouldn’t be anywhere near the trial until they could convince the Queen of Hearts that it hadn’t been Alice who stole her memory.

The Queen says that Alice might have escaped but they won’t and summons more card soldiers. Sora and the others flee out of the garden.

Riku and Kairi both relaxed slightly once Sora was out of the courtroom. They knew he probably wouldn’t get hurt that badly, but it was still better than him remaining there.

They end up back in the lily pad forest, looking around to see if any of the card soldiers followed them. Goofy says that this kind of thing happened before, with Sora being confused.

“Kinda?” Sora answered, shrugging a shoulder. “We didn’t have to flee the courtroom and Alice got caught, but there was a trial.” Riku froze slightly, remembering what had happened to Alice and Sora leaned deeper into his embrace, looking up at the older boy, guessing what was going through his mind. “Not your fault.”

“I know,” Riku replied softly, trying to will his blush away as Sora grasped onto one of his hands.

Donald says they didn’t have to hide before, and Sora says they need to find Alice. Goofy says that Alice helped them at the castle and Sora asks what castle.

Naminé flinched and her nails bit into her palm.

Goofy pauses, mentioning the princesses, but Donald says that Alice isn’t a princess. Goofy mentions that it was different, and he says that Jasmine and Belle were there as well.

Sora breathed deeply through his nose, tracing Riku’s palm in a way to try and keep his breath even. Why was this bothering him so much? This had been fixed and it wasn’t like it really hurt him. Or, didn’t hurt him physically, he could guess.

Sora says that they won’t forget any of them and Donald says that there were other princesses there as well. Sora lists them and says long with Kairi there were seven princess so Alice must have been a princess as well, though he sounds confused.

Naminé bit her lip hard enough to bleed.

Both Axel and Riku shot Naminé concerned looks. They could see the way this was hurting her.

Goofy says there must have been a castle, but Sora disagrees with that. Goofy wonders if he might have made it up.

“No, you didn’t,” Sora muttered, eyes falling from the screen to the hand he was holding. Hollow Bastion was firmly ingrained in his mind, along with everything that had happened there. How could he forget it?

Sora says never mind and that they have to find Alice before the Heartless do. They run through the forest until they find Alice.

Kairi sighed in relief when she saw that Alice was okay. She knew it wasn’t really Alice, just a memory of her, but she was still glad all the same. Alice had been nothing but nice to her during the few minutes they had been near each other, and she certainly didn’t deserve constantly having the Queen of Hearts after her.

Sora says that things got a little crazy back there but he’s glad she’s safe. Alice says she doesn’t mean to sound ungrateful but asks if he’s actually the thief.

Kairi snickered. “Sora couldn’t steal anything if his life depended on it,” she giggled. “And he’s a terrible liar.”

“Hey!” Sora exclaimed, looking over at her, and she simply shrugged.

“What? I’m not wrong. Even then, in the courtroom, you were clearly just making that up.” Sora rolled his eyes good-naturedly, wrinkling his nose at her.

Sora says he’s not and asks why would he steal the Queen’s memory. Goofy says he only said that to save Alice, but he’s cut off by Donald who says that Sora wanted to show off. Sora protests.

Riku gave the screen, or specifically Donald, a look. Please, Sora almost never wanted to show off. The closest thing Riku could think of was when Sora would insist over and over to spar with Riku, saying every time that this was finally ‘going to be the one where he beat Riku’. Other than that, he couldn’t really think of anything. Besides perhaps the Olympus Coliseum.

Alice says he saved her all the same and thanks him, calling him by his name. Sora questions her knowledge of it, causing her confusion as she says that they’ve never met.

“Just like Leon and the others,” Mickey mused, tapping one of his fingers against his cheeks.

Donald asks if she remembers his name and she does, along with Goofy’s. Alice guesses that maybe it’s because Wonderland is such a strange place.

“Well, they are in a strange place,” Axel muttered. “Just not Wonderland specificcally.”

A floating cat’s head suddenly appears on a rock near them.

This time, none of them were really shocked by the cat’s appearance. Most of them were expecting it. Still…

“Wonderful, the cat’s here,” Roxas grumbled with an eyeroll. He muttered something under his breath and Xion laughed quietly, pressing a hand to her mouth to stifle the sounds.

The Chesire Cat asks if they’re feeling better after the mad dash and Alice recognizes him. The Chesire Cat says that they’re having quite a time before stopping and wondering if instead they’re out of time.

Roxas rubbed his temples, grumbling. Honestly, if he ever went back to Wonderland, it would be too soon.

The Chesire Cat says that the Queen is a stickler for justice and she won’t forget until she remembers and won’t stop hounding them until they get her memory back.

“Honestly, the Chesire Cat belongs in a place like the Castle,” Ven said with a chuckle. “After all, he’s talking a lot like you and the other man did.” Axel huffed, slightly offended.

The Chesire Cat continues to spot riddles while Sora says that they should just stay away from her. Jiminy brings up that if the Queen catches Alice, she’ll try to take her head and Sora says they have to do something about the Queen then.

“Did you forget that they’re memories?” Vanitas asked, tipping his head to the side slightly and giving Sora what could generously be called a confused look. Though it really was more condescending. “You leave, and they just vanish. No muss, no fuss. You’re the only reason the ‘Queen’ is still chasing ‘Alice’ around.”

Sora bit his lip. “Even if they’re just memories, I still have to do something, don’t I?”

“No,” Vanitas answered bluntly and Sora looked away.

Aqua aimed a sharp look at the darkness user.

The Chesire Cat says they should do something but they might not have to do anything, and Sora is confused. “If you can’t remember something, it’s like it never happened.”

Xion flinched, badly, and nearly fell into Axel’s side. If you can’t remember something, it’s like it never happened. Like their friendship, like her existence. Those last minutes, before she vanished in Roxas’s arms played out in front of her mind. She could see herself vanishing from Roxas’s thoughts, until it was only him and Axel together, eating ice cream, fighting Heartless. It’s like it never happened. She never happened, not in any meaningful way. Nothing that would be remembered.

“Xion?” Axel questioned, twisting to look down at her, and she screwed up her face slightly, trying to push away the tears that she could feel building up in the back of her eyes. Like it never happened.

“It’s fine,” she whispered out, pushing herself off of Axel’s side and sitting back up straight. She didn’t rub her arm across her face, as much as she wanted to. Why was this bothering her so much? It wasn’t like she had a heart to feel remorse. “I’m fine.” Axel gave her a concerned look, clearly doubting that very much, but he looked away after a second.

Can’t push her too hard, Axel thought. After what you did, she’s allowed to never confide in you again.

“Likewise, if something never happened, you can’t remember it. Try too hard to remember and you memory might lie to you.”

Naminé thought back to the final few floors of the Castle, where their storylines were almost completely made up from Sora’s fracturing memories. Accurate, I suppose, she thought, remembering the changes she had made. Sora had filled some of the gaps on his own after she changed things, trying so hard to make sense of it.

The Chesire Cat says that’s all he can say and that the rest is for Sora to figure out. He then vanishes.

“No that’s all you want to say,” Roxas muttered with another eyeroll. Honestly, the cat got on his nerves so bad. He shot another glance towards Xion. He had a feeling he knew why she had freaked out at the cat’s line, but… He couldn’t bring himself to say, to remember that horrible day where he had shoved a Keyblade through her heart and watched as his memories of her flaked off of him like snow. He remembered them now, ever since seeing her when he awoke, but he could also remember not remembering her. He shivered and bit the inside of his mouth. It was a feeling he never wanted to repeat. Living without her had been one of the worst things.

Goofy says that the Chesire Cat says such funny things. Alice says it made a little bit of sense though.

Roxas made a noise of derision.

Vanitas rolled his eyes. “Just because you can’t understand him doesn’t mean that everyone else is that dense.” Roxas glared at him, and Vanitas simply responded in kind. Aqua tensed, ready to intervene if Vanitas took it too far.

Sora asks what she means, and Alice says they won’t know until they try. She says that they ought to try and find whoever stole the Queen’s memory.

“Is it even possible to find something like that?” Ven wondered, pushing back his own feelings about it. “Like memory can be stolen, but it doesn’t turn into a tangible thing to be found again, right? Usually, it can only be recovered by the person, remembering the memories they forgot.” He vividly remembered gaining his own memories back of that year under Master Xehanort's tutalage. There hadn’t been anything he had found, unless they counted outside prodding. But, even then, it had only been words.

The four of them head deeper into the forest, eventually starting to climb the trees.

“Why are you going up there?” Kairi asked and Sora shrugged. He didn’t remember.

“Perhaps we were just striking out, hoping to find something,” he answered. “What do you do when you’re looking for memory?”

Alice realizes they’re high up and Goofy says that the Heartless don’t come up here. Alice says that there were many Heartless, around even in the forest and Goofy asks if she got hurt, with Alice responding that they don’t seem interested in coming after her.

“Princess of Heart,” Terra said, remembering the different explanations, and Kairi nodded once. To them, the Heartless were nothing more than ordinary bugs. Until you started fighting them, at least. But what creature wouldn't fight back when attacked?

Alice spots a passageway hidden behind some bushes, and they crawl through it, falling into a familiar kitchen room. Goofy notes that they might have come here before, and Sora agrees.

“Wonderland is so weird,” Kairi muttered, shaking her head as they started examining the room. How had they gotten from a forest to there of all places?

Donald asks if there’s anything in the room and the door behind them suddenly flies open, revealing the Queen of Hearts and many of her soldiers. She asks if they thought they had seen the last of her.

Several people sighed in resignation. “Again?” Ven muttered. “She’s back?”

The Queen tells them to give up and for stealing her memory she sentences them to, but she trails off. When she tried to start again, a weird flash ricochets around the room.

“What was that?” Aqua asked, sitting up in worry, eyes moving between the screen and Sora. But she knew Sora wouldn’t know and she simply bit the inside of her lip, twisting her hands together.

Goofy wonders what’s wrong with her as the Queen looks around in confusion, asking what’s going on and where she is. The four she was confronting are confused as she wonders what she was doing, saying she couldn’t remember.

“Did she… lose her memory again?” Xion questioned, watching the Queen warily. “Was that what just happened?”

Sora wonders what happened with her and Goofy wonders if maybe something just swiped her memory again. Alice suddenly sees something about them and warns Sora about it just as a giant, familiar Heartless descends to the ground, sending them all staggering backwards.

“It’s the same Heartless from before,” Sora realized, finally sitting up from Riku’s side and blinking at the screen. He hadn’t let go of Riku’s hand however. “Just like Traverse Town!”

“So, you’re probably going to be fighting the same Heartless as you did when you visited the worlds for the first time,” Roxsa concluded. “Given that you remember them from then.”

“Then defeating them should be easy,” Sora said with a wave of his hand. “I remember how to.”

“But for how long?” Vanitas asked, a smirk crossing his face, more on instinct then anything else. “You’re losing your memory. Will you really remember how to defeat them by the time you come across them?” Sora dimmed at that, abruptly remembering what was happening to him and both Kairi and Riku leveled a glare at the boy who shared Sora’s face.

Sora realizes that the Heartless is the one that stole the Queen’s memory.

Huh, last time it was the Heartless that stole the Queen’s heart, Aqua thought, connecting her thoughts to the ones she had earlier. While this is mostly the same story beats, if I could call them that, smaller things are changed that kind of relate to what’s going on now. I wonder if that’s Sora or the room?

The Queen and the card soldiers run off and Donald and Goofy turn into cards.

“Of course, they do,” Riku grumbled, shifting slightly. “Right when you need them.”

“Maybe they only turn into cards during the bigger fights, like against the big Heartless of each world?” Xion offered and Naminé nodded quietly, not that anyone noticed. It made sense and kept with the pattern Naminé had seen while following Sora’s journey. So, was that the security system that Aqua described or Castle Oblivion? Aqua had made it sound like it was the security system but...

Sora tells Alice to go hide while he faces down the Heartless. He fights with it using the cards until he manages to destroy it, landing back on the ground as Donald and Goofy appear from the cards.

“Good job,” Kairi murmured, nudging Sora with her shoulder and the boy gave her a smile in return.

“Thanks.”

Alice reappears and gives Sora a hug, saying he did it. The Queen reenters the room and asks what the meaning of this is and where the Heartless came from.

Several people rolled their eyes. Of course, she wouldn’t change no matter what happened.

Sora realizes that’s a good question and thinks it over, not being able to remember where it came from.

Sora flinched slightly, seeing himself stumped on where the Heartless had come from. That was something he just knew. Seeing himself not know it…

The Queen takes that as him hiding something and orders her cards to seize them under the impression that they were plotting against her. Alice moves forward between them and tells the Queen that it was her who commanded them to destroy the creature.

“Smart girl,” Axel murmured while both Kairi and Sora shot smiles towards the screen. Even if she was just a memory, she was how Sora remembered her, so she must have been that clever in life as well.

While Sora is confused, Alice says that the Queen didn’t trust them at first so she commanded them to defeat the creature to prove themselves. She nudges Sora, saying isn’t that right, and Sora agrees with her after a second.

Mickey shook his head slightly, a small smile on his face. Donald must be losing so many feathers being around the boy.

The Queen is confused, and Alice asks if she remembers. The Queen says not to be ridiculous and that she never forgets anything.

Roxas felt like his eyes were going to roll out of his head by the amount of times he had been rolling them while watching this world. Wonderland…

The Queen says of course she gave the order and that they did splendidly. She then leaves with all her card soldiers and Alice says that it was close, with Sora complimenting her improvisation, saying that he never would have thought of that.

“And if you had, you would have stuttered over the words so badly, no one would have believed you,” Kairi said teasingly, and Sora stuck his tongue out at her. Kairi giggled.

Alice says that the Chesire Cat inspired her, quoting his line about making up memories if you try to remember too hard. Alice says that the Queen of Hearts would never admit that she had forgotten so she ended up making the memory up and fooling herself.

Naminé’s nails dug into her palms deep enough to draw blood and she drew her knees up to her chest. She had fooled herself, trying to believe hard enough that Sora was indeed her childhood best friend who had come to rescue her, that the Replica was indeed her friend trying to protect her. Sora had fooled himself in the later floors, so desperate to find her that he had ignored all the signs around him that she wasn’t real. Marluxia, in a way, had fooled himself on the belief that if he managed to get the Keyblade Wielder under his control it would be enough to soothe the ache in his memory, in his lack of heart.

It was very easy to fool oneself, if you wanted to believe it hard enough.

A troubled look goes over Sora’s face and Alice asks what is wrong. Sora brushes her off and says she’ll be safe now.

Sora frowned slightly, trying to figure out what had gone through his past self’s mind. Was it due to Alice’s words? Or was it something else?

Goofy says that the Queen won’t give them anymore trouble after they destroyed the Heartless for her. Donald asks if he was fooled as well, much to Goofy’s confusion, and Alice started laughing, followed by Sora and the others.

There were snickers from around the room as well and Sora smiled at his friends. Thankful that they were still around, even as they were going through Sora’s memories.

Alice guesses that they have to go and Sora says yes, turning around and seeing a normal door carefully slotted into the walls. Alice thanks them for all their help and curtseys to them, with Donald remarking that it was just like a princess.

Sora smiled, relieved that even though they were going through some brain fog, there was still pieces of their memories remaining. And hopefully their memories would come back once they were out of the world and back in the Castle proper.

Goofy says she is a princess and Alice is confused. Sora tells her not to worry and the three of them leave Alice, leaving through the door and leaving Wonderland behind.

Naminé bit her lip so hard that she tasted blood. She wanted her sketchbook to hold. How long could she keep this up? How long before Sora realized what she had done?

Axel looked over to her, familiar memories of what had to be concern rising up in his chest. Naminé almost reminded him of ‘Ri in a way and it was no doubt that those memories of the concern that he once held for her were the ones that were helping him feign concern for her now. He couldn’t stand seeing her worried and scared. He curled his hand into a fist. If she started being scared again, especially if the others figured out what she had done and reacted negatively, he was going to intervene. That much he swore.

Perhaps he was still an older brother at heart.

Notes:

My goodness, this is a long one. I have a feeling that these chapters are going to be longer, on average, then the KH1 chapters because I'll cover both the room in-between and the world. That'll just mean it'll take a little longer for chapters to come out. Hopefully no one minds?

Also, sorry for this taking so long. Writer's block would not let go of me this week, and I ended up writing a good 4/5s of this today, once it finally decided to leave. And I'm still not that satisfied with the chapter, but I like it better than I did yesterday!

Notes:
1. As you can tell, I added a little bit of Headcannoning and theories to the whole 'True Memories' thing, but it's nothing really different from what they've implied during the games. Namine would have some sort of understanding about them, even if it's abstract, and I hope the explanation was okay.

Well then, I don't really know when the next chapter will be up. But, hopefully it'll be quicker than this one. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and I hope you have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 23: A Memory of the Olympus Colosseum

Notes:

CW: first/third person view of a panic attack

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Donald, Goofy, and Sora head into the next room. Goofy pauses, thinking about something, and Sora and Donald turn to look at him.

Sora shifted slightly, gazing at himself onscreen, and Riku paused, looking down at him.

“Sora?” He asked quietly as possible, not wanting to draw attention to it. “Are you okay?” Sora bit his lip, rolling his teeth over it, before leaning backwards slightly into Riku’s arms.

“I’m okay,” he replied, blowing out a slow breath. He shouldn’t be worrying about this, it was over now, he had most of his memories back. He is fine now. So why won’t his brain leave it alone?

Donald asks what’s the matter and Goofy says that it’s about the creepy castle he was talking about earlier and that he knows he didn’t imagine it. Sora and Donald give each other a look.

Naminé looked down at her hands, pressing her nails into her palms, and doing her best to control her breathing. She had done this, she had twisted their memories, pulling thoughts from Donald and Goofy, changing Sora’s. She had done this; she had hurt all of them and for what? Because she selfishly wanted to be saved by someone who had no obligation to save her? Because she didn’t want to be hurt? She had hurt someone else instead, so how was she any better than Larxene?

Goofy says that the castle was where Sora used the shadow Keyblade to free Kairi’s heart.

Several glares and pointed looks were sent Sora’s way, with the boy wincing slightly. He remembered the yelling that had occurred when most of them had first seen it, only stopped when they realized that Aqua had shut down. Riku’s hand, where it was on Sora’s arm, supporting him as the younger boy leaned on him, tightened slightly, trying not to let the memories flash in front of his eyes. He saw them enough in his nightmares, thank you.

Kairi looked down, biting the inside of her cheek. Sora had only done that to free her.

Goofy says that he then disappeared and that he was so worried. Goofy asks how he could ever forget that, and Sora remembers that it’s where he became a Heartless.

Kairi and a few others winced at that. They didn’t like remembering.

“And created me, thank you very much!” Roxas drawled, leaning into Axel’s side and giving them a side look. “Don’t forget about me.” He attempted to copy Axel’s movements from times prior. Hopefully it might alleviate some of the tension that he could sense falling around the room.

“How could we ever?” Vanitas asked sarcastically, rolling his eyes, and Roxas simply huffed at him, glad that both Axel and Xion were in between him and the other boy. Or something not productive would probably happen.

Sora smiled at his Nobody. “Of course,” he responded placatingly. “You were born at the same time.”

“Acting like a zombie,” Axel muttered with a smirk and Roxas elbowed in him the side, a frequent action that Roxas had been taking.

Sora questions that it happened in a castle and Donald asks if he really doesn’t remember and that he remembers perfectly. Sora asks what the castle was called then and Donald pauses, unable to answer.

Mickey smiled gently at the images of his friends. Even with their memories changing, they were still themselves, for good and for bad. He was glad that they remained mostly the same, he knew Sora needed it.

Donald asks Jiminy for help, asking if it was in his journal. Jiminy says that he finished the first volume right before they arrived and opens it, only to be shocked to find it blank.

“What?” Sora asked in shock, sitting up and staring at the screen. “How can the pages be blank? The Castle doesn’t affect things we bring in, right?” He directed his question at Aqua, who grimaced.

“I don’t know,” she admitted, hating the words that came out of her mouth. She should know, there was no reason why she shouldn’t know. “I’m pretty sure it only affects the room around you.”

“Then how?” Kairi wondered and Naminé looked up, gaze turning toward her Somebody and her friends.

“It was Marluxia,” she said quietly, playing with the hem of her dress and not daring to meet their eyes. “He used a very small portal to steal it from you and replace it with a copy. He had done it as a precaution, just in case you decided to try and figure out your memories before it was deep enough that he wouldn’t have to.” And then the Castle had actually erased the journal, so maybe it wouldn't have mattered in the end, but it was the principle of things.

“’Wouldn’t have to’?” Ven questioned. “Why wouldn’t he have to after a while?”

Naminé flinched, biting her lip hard enough that it bled and trying not to think about the Lucky Charm given to Sora that she allowed to be changed because she couldn’t, she just wouldn’t do it to the actual thing. And the Organization members had already been under the impression that it was Kairi whom she was replacing in Sora’s memories, so none of them questioned her.

“Naminé?” Terra prompted after a second and Naminé sighed. She couldn’t, she wouldn’t she hadn’t wanted to-

“If your memories were changed enough, and they would be, you could look at certain things…” Naminé trailed off for a second, breathing picking up slightly. Because she had, she had changed, she had twisted, she had messed with True Memories and then messed with more because she hadn’t been able to go with it fully and she was a terrible person and- “And see others. See what your memories tell you should be there…” Had the room always been spinning? “Even if it’s actually something else.”

“And this happened?” Sora questioned, panic nearly bursting through his voice, only held back by his sheer willpower. Unconsciously, his hand drifted up to the necklace he wore. Had his necklace been changed? Had his link to Riku been pulled away, taken from his mind? He couldn’t deal with that, that couldn’t have happened, not when he was already missing Riku, and this was the last thing he had of him.

“Sora?” Riku asked, seeing the panic that was building up in his friend’s eyes and Sora turned to him, worry shooting through him. That hadn’t happened, that hadn’t happened.

“Yes,” Naminé said, she felt clammy and she could hear Larxene’s laughter behind her and Sora was going to hate her and no one was going to help her and she was a terrible person because she had hurt Sora and Kairi and Riku and Riku Replica and Donald and Goofy and-

She couldn’t breathe.

Vanitas sat up sharply, arm slipping off the side of his chair as Naminé’s hands went up to her hair, tugging on it. Her eyes had turned glassy, and no one was noticing because they had been distracted by Riku’s worry over Sora and he had to say something, no you don’t, and why was no one doing anything, Naminé was struggling. The Unversed rolled under his skin and he couldn’t even dedicate a second to wonder why there was protectiveness in their minds because there had never been protectiveness not for him and he would figure it out later, but he opened his mouth-

Someone else got there first.

Axel shoved himself up from the couch he had been lounging on, drawing noises of shock from Xion and Roxas. He had been keeping an eye on Naminé just like he had promised himself and he, while taken aback a little, wasn’t too shocked that this was happening. It was obvious that Naminé was only just barely holding onto herself, the guilt and self-hatred that Axel knew she had been hiding under her skin, took one to know one, finally starting to appear after she was forced to see what she had done again.

The attention of the room fell on him as he crossed to Naminé’s chair, kneeling down in front of it, and Terra let out a quiet, bit off curse as he realized what had happened, and Aqua rose from her spot, ready to help if necessary.

But Naminé looked up at Axel, still reeling, still hyperventilating, and she could only see the man that hadn’t ever truly hurt her, that was motivated by his love for Roxas to see this through, was motivated by his remembered love for Isa to try and obey Saix’s commands, had let her go and try and fix everything she had done, had nothing but beautiful, warm True Memories that she had touched once or twice when it had gotten bad and she had nothing left in her own mind but misery and despair. While she doubted that he ever knew what she had done, his heart and mind had never thrown her out, had allowed her to hide in those memories, allowed her to bury herself in the love and care and warmth that was Axel, that had been Lea, allowed her sanctuary when she had none.

She looked up at Axel, who was so clearly worried about her that the thoughts in the back of her head wondered if he truly didn’t have a heart before she uncurled her legs and threw herself at him, hiding her face in his shoulder and allowed the tears to fall.

Axel fell backwards slightly in an effort to catch her but steadied almost instantly, wrapping his arms around her in a hug. Her shaky breaths, so obviously a panic attack, how hadn’t they seen it start, were muffled into his shoulder and she clung back just as tightly, choking and sobbing and no doubt remembering Larxene and Marluxia.

It seemed they, as Nobodies, were able to have panic attacks even without hearts.

Of course they were.

“Naminé?” Kairi’s voice rose in her panic, worry for her Nobody clear in her voice, but Naminé didn’t respond, still locked in her panic attack.

“Easy, easy,” Axel murmured, allowing the memories of soothing ‘Ri from her nightmares and fears following their parents’ disappearance and probable murder rushing to the forefront of his mind and for a second, he almost felt fifteen again because Naminé looked so similar to how he imagined ‘Ri would have looked if she had lived to be Naminé’s age, besides the hair, that it was almost scary. “Easy, it’s okay. You’re here, with us. You’re not in Castle Oblivion, Larxene isn’t here, and no one’s going to be mad at you for what they forced you to do.”

I did it, I hurt them, I changed their memories, I’m a terrible person,” Naminé whispered out in between heaving breaths and Axel shook his head as gently as possible as he pushed her back softly, helping her to stand on her own feet in front of him so he could look her in the eyes.

On their couch, the Destiny Islands kids looked stricken, Sora’s eyes wide as he gazed at Naminé while Kairi had a hand clapped to her mouth. Roxas and Xion looked similarly wounded, worry for the girl they clearly considered a friend written all across their faces. Aqua hadn’t sat back down, staring at Naminé in shock and worry while Ven and Terra looked on, their expressions matching hers. The King looked like he wanted to stand up from the chair he was sitting in, but due to the fact that he was sitting right next to Naminé, he didn’t, instead watching her carefully. Strangely, when Axel had looked over at Roxas and Xion, for a second, he could have sworn that Vanitas looked worried as well, face pale and eyes wide. But when he looked back, he had returned to his careful blankness so Axel couldn’t tell if he had imagined it.

“You’re not a terrible person, you’re okay,” Axel told her, smiling at her and rubbing circles into her back as he helped her stand in front of her, still kneeling in front of her. She had been loomed over while in distress enough, from Marluxia, Larxene, and DiZ. “Can you hold your breath for me? Just for a couple of seconds?”

She stuttered, wanting to follow his instructions, but her brain was a constant stream of I messed up, I’m terrible, I did this, how dare I need help now, so she wasn’t really able to do what was requested of her.

A second hand landed on her shoulder, and she jumped slightly, face turning to see Mickey gazing at her gently. “It’s okay, Naminé,” the King said. “No one here is mad at you. For anything. But do you think you can do what Axel asked?” The shock of the King addressing her had pulled her out of the spiral for the quickest second and the most conscious part of her brain pounced on that opportunity, trying to wrangle her body back into calmness. She had been able to maintain a soft, complacent, unbothered façade before when in Castle Oblivion, why couldn’t she grasp it now?

She took in a deep breath, attempting to hold it for a couple of seconds before Axel’s face dropped a little in relief and she took that as a sign to let out her breath. His hand didn’t leave her back, neither did Mickey’s on her shoulder, and the room around them was deathly silent, just like when Riku’d had his panic attack. They were stuck in the same limbo that she had been in then, of wanting to help but knowing that if they all attempted to crowd her, it would do nothing good.

She managed to keep up with the deep breaths with Axel’s gentle coaxing and the room slowly felt less oppressing, less like she was going to collapse to the ground, boneless.

“Better, better, good,” Axel comforted, relieved by the sight of Naminé following his advice. Her hands stopped shaking and her face became less pale as air started circulating through her easier and the second it was clear that she was mostly fine, he removed the hand from her back and instead opened his arms in a invitation of another hug. She took it instantly and he held her again.

“Is she okay?” Sora asked after a second, unable to truly see Naminé due to Axel being in the way, and Axel looked over, seeing his hands on a death grip around Riku’s arm, no doubt remembering the panic attack the older boy had gone through upon the appearance of Maleficent. At this point, everyone knew what it was had just happened. There was no confusion like before, not with Riku’s two attacks that had happened the day prior.

Was it even the day prior? How were they counting time in this place? He brushed away the errant thoughts with a single mental flick.

“She’ll be okay,” he answered, feeling a few quieter shudders from the young girl, and he simply held her tighter. She’s not ‘Ri and I’m not Lea, he thought. But it’s pretty damn close.

“I didn’t mean to… provoke her,” Sora said haltingly, like he didn’t know how to describe what he had done, and Axel wasn’t the only one to shake his head.

“It’s not your fault,” Aqua told the young Keyblade Wielder, settling back down next to Ven. “You didn’t cause anything. I have a feeling… This was always going to happen.” Axel looked over to Riku, who didn’t look as surprised as the others. Shaken yes, but not shocked. They had both been able to see this coming.

He took a deep breath, looking down at the girl in his arms, before coming to a decision. He looked over to Roxas and Xion, silently asking them, and they both nodded. They cared about Naminé as well. Naminé had fulfilled Xion’s last wish as best she could and Naminé had been there as a comforting presence to Roxas during his last days.

He gently picked up the young girl, knowing for a fact that she wasn’t supposed to be that light, and moved back to his couch, both Xion and Roxas scooting to the edges of the couch a little to make more room. He settled her against his side, in-between him and Xion and allowed her to lean on his side, pressing her face into his coat so she didn’t have to see the world.

“I think…” Terra started, giving the young girl a gentle look. “We can leave the questions for later.” He shot a glance at the Destiny Kids, like they were going to argue, but none of them looked up for that. “They’ll probably be answered anyways.”

Sora nodded shakily. Whatever questions he had could be answered later. It was clear, devastatingly clear, that whatever Naminé had gone through in the castle had hurt her badly. Did I see anything? Sora wondered, hating not for the first time his gap in his memories. Did I save her? I better have saved her.

Donald asks how the journal could have become blank and Jiminy says that he’s always really careful with his journal. He laments that all the work is gone.

“I think that was the question that started this…” Ven said quietly, shooting a glance at Naminé who was clearly not paying attention. “But what happened?”

“It was Marluxia,” Axel answered. “He stole the journal, replaced it with a fake, blank one.” There were nods all around.

Axel blinked in surprise, before looking back down at Naminé. Speaking of journals… Why hadn’t they asked before?

“Room?” He asked, causing glances of confusion to be sent at him from the other watchers. “Could we get a sketchbook? And colored pencils?” Riku blinked in recognition, before looking like he wanted to hit himself for not realizing it sooner. Of course, Naminé would have been better with her sketchbook. He was an idiot.

Axel grasped the things as they appeared and Naminé’s face removed itself from Axel’s coat to gaze at the newly appeared objects. She took it carefully, hugging the sketchbook to her chest for a second before reaching out and taking the colored pencils, balancing them in her lap. She flipped the sketchbook open to the first page, leaning on Axel’s side, and immediately was drawn into it, able to drown out all the reminders in the first color she pressed onto the page.

Axel gave her a gentle smile, glad that she no longer had to listen and watch if it was going to send her into another panic attack.

Sora looks around at the room around them, wondering what was going on. The scene changed to a girl in a white dress sketching on a sketchbook.

All of them were hit by how eerily similar the scene they were watching looked to the current one happening next to Axel, but none of them said anything. If that was going to help Naminé, none of them were going to say anything. She had been through enough.

Unseen by all, Vanitas finally relaxed back into his chair as Naminé did, feeling the Unversed settle back inside his chest. He turned his gaze inward, trying to decipher what had just happened. They were remnants of his emotions, pieces of him. So why would they have been feeling protective unless…?

Impossible. He refused.

NO, he was not getting attached to any of the Light-Wielders. Not at all. It would only hurt them in the long run, with them being close to a darkness wielder while he would get betrayed, again, once they decided to kill him once they were able to discover where his soul had been pulled from. He wasn’t any better than Master Xehanort, so why would they let him live? Even his ‘brother’, steeped in light that he was, would know, more than most, how dangerous he was to leave alive.

He bit the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood. Of course, the last hours of his life were going to be spent watching the Light Bearers go and save the day. Over and over again. Was this his punishment for following Master Xehanort?

As Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk through the white room, Donald says that something is screwy and that journal pages don’t just disappear. Sora stops and wonders if it’s more things than just the journal, saying that Goofy had told them about a castle that they had all been to but that none of them remember it.

Sora leaned deeper into Riku’s side, trying to repress his shiver. So, even while he was losing his memories, he was thinking about the same thing as watching Sora was. What if they forgot more? What if he forgot Kairi, forgot Riku? He couldn’t, he couldn’t go through that. Not when, for the past him, his memories were really the only thing he had of them. Besides the Lucky Charm and his necklace.

Sora asks if it could be that they’re losing their memories.

Vanitas got the urge to say something very uncomplimentary, but he shot another look at Naminé. The tension in the air hadn’t really gone away, so he bit his tongue and said nothing. He had a feeling Aqua might actually kill him then, missing Keyblade be damned. She had always been incredibly proficient in magic after all.

Sora couldn’t suppress the shiver this time, and Riku twisted to look at him, the action drawing Kairi’s attention as well. “I don’t want to lose my memories,” he whispered out, the sound have the same affect as if he had been shouting the words, with everyone able to hear. “I don’t want to lose you two.”

“You won’t,” Kairi replied, reaching out to take one of Sora’s hands. “We’re here now and we’re not leaving. And no one can take your memories again. We’ll stop them.” He tried to smile at her, hearing Goofy’s and Donald’s words in the back of his mind. This ship runs on happy faces.

Ven looked down at his hands. The first ten years of his life were still a blank pit, that would suck him in if he reached too deeply. Had he had a moment like Sora’s? Had he realized that he was losing his memories? Had he even lost them like Sora? Or was it an injury? A sickness? Had someone done it to him, or had he done it to himself?

The questions spun in his head, and he looked over at Naminé. He wondered… If maybe, once they were all out of here and Naminé got a body, maybe she could help him get his memories back. If that was even possible.

Donald questions him and Jiminy asks if they remember what the cloaked man said, reciting the ‘find to lose’ line. He says he must have been talking about their memories.

Vanitas rolled his eyes. So, one of them has a brain? How shocking. He leaned on his chin on his hand, pointedly not looking at Naminé. Nope, nothing going on. There is no reason to not look over there.

Sora guesses that if they keep going, they’ll lose more of their memories and says it really is Castle ‘Oblivion’. Donald wonders if that means that everything and everyone will be forgotten.

Sora couldn’t go any deeper into Riku’s side unless he fully got into Riku’s lap, but that didn’t mean he didn’t wish he could. He instead snatched up one of Riku’s hands, an action he was well aware he had been doing often and traced the lines on his palm. It was a good distractor, from what was happening on screen and what he was thinking. I have my memories back now. I’m fine.

Everything's fine.

I shouldn't be worried about this. At all.

Sora realizes that it could mean Riku and Kairi.

“Never, never, never, never,” Sora whispered, reaching out to pull Kairi into a hug, the three of them leaning on each other. “I’m not losing either of you. Not again.” Kairi smiled at him but her eyes moved up to Riku. They both remembered the year they had, where the thought of Sora fled from their minds. Where Kairi’d had no idea that there was someone else who had played on the beach with her and Riku. Where Riku knew, objectively, that the boy in the pod had been his friend, and he had a few, deeply precious memories that he held onto, but that there had been nothing more than that. Only flashes of blue eyes in his dreams and a laugh that echoed in the wind, only multiplied by Xion and Roxas.

Donald asks Sora if he wants to leave but Goofy interrupts, saying that they might forget places or things they’ve seen but that they won’t forget their friends.

Ven really wasn’t liking the way that watching this was making him feel. Or the things it made him think about.

Did I have friends? Did I have siblings? Or parents? He shifted slightly, pressing the palms of his hands together. Did they lose their memories too and are out there in the worlds? Or did they die? Or are they alive? He blinked slowly. Do they miss me?

Naminé’s pencil skittered against the paper for a second as her breath caught, but she refused to look up.

Goofy asks Sora if when he was a Heartless he forgot him and Donald and Sora says of course he didn’t. Goofy says then whatever happens he won’t forget his friends.

Sora’s hand paused in its tracing. Had there been a time when… he did forget about his friends? Had that happened?

He didn’t know what he would do if it did.

Sora says Goofy’s right and thanks him. Donald says then if there’s nothing that can make him forget his friends, then there’s nothing to be scared of, and says they should go.

Yeah, Sora thought, finally managing to sit up. I couldn’t forget them. Not ever. Nothing could make me lose them.

But he held onto Riku’s hand all the same.

Donald starts to walk off, and Sora teases him, asking who it was who took forever to recognize him as a Heartless and kept clobbering him. Donald asks why he couldn’t have forgotten about that.

There were several laughs, albeit soft, from around the room at that, the tension in the air finally ceasing a little as Sora and Donald fell back into familiar patterns. Mickey laughed quietly, shaking his head. Nope, they wouldn’t change at all. Not even as they lost their memories.

Sora chuckled as well, reassured by what was happening onscreen. They didn’t seem to be losing too much and what they were hadn’t affected them that much. Good. That was good.

Goofy and Sora laugh, and Donald says that if he’s still remembering silly stuff, then they’ll be okay. Sora walks up to the door and pulls out a card, holding it up to the door before walking in.

“It’s the Colosseum,” Terra said, recognizing the picture on the card. “Right?”

“I think so,” Sora responded, having had to squint his eyes to try and catch what was on the card. “I can’t think of what it would be otherwise.”

The three of them walk up to the Colosseum before Donald gets distracted by a sign. Jiminy says that it’s for some sort of contest, called the “Olympus Colosseum Survival Cup.”

Aqua sighed, pressing her clasped hands to her mouth for a second. It’s just because of Sora’s memories, she told herself, remembering very well what had happened when Sora had visited the real Olympus Colosseum. It’s just because of the memories. It couldn’t have been anything else. But she had a feeling that Sora was going to try and enter this contest as well. Because that was just who he was.

She sighed again. Places like that should really have an age requirement for participating. No exceptions, even for Keyblade Wielders.

Jiminy says that apparently contestants have to run an obstacle course, battling each other along the way.

Both Aqua and Terra blinked at that, before giving each other teasing looks. That sounded very familiar. Of course, they were both tied in the amounts of wins and losses they’d had over the years. At least, according to Terra, they were tied. Aqua had a… different story.

Jiminy says that the sign also says that the “Great Hercules” will also compete for the cup. Sora says that it sounds fun and says why don’t they enter.

“Sora,” Riku muttered halfheartedly, and Sora turned, giving him a look.

“What?” He exclaimed. “It sounds fun!”

“It could be dangerous though,” Xion cautioned, knowing full well that she was slightly a hypocrite. Well, at least she had never competed in anything. She and Roxas had only gone there to train. Though, that was also slightly dangerous. She couldn’t imagine attempting to compete.

She paused, before thinking it over. Maybe she and Roxas should try and compete in something if they ever got their bodies back. It would be… fun? Could they even feel fun without their hearts?

Would they get hearts if they got new bodies? Was that possible?

“Nothing too dangerous,” Sora replied and Riku shook his head.

Goofy says he thought Sora would say that and says that whenever there’s a contest, Sora’s always excited to do it. Donald says that Sora’s going to compete even if he and Goofy don’t and Sora agrees.

Kairi shook her head, an indulgent smile on her face while Riku sighed.

Donald says they should probably tag along then and Jiminy interrupts them, saying that the board says that only contenders who finished the preliminary course could compete in the main competition.

Well, that’s something, Aqua thought with a tilt of her head. At least in this world, there’s some sort of system to only let qualified people in. She paused. Sora’s going to try anyways, though.

Jiminy says that the preliminary course is just ahead, and Sora asks what they’re waiting for and they run off. Hades appears at the sign, looking at it.

Terra made a face, memories flashing in front of his eyes, while Kairi and Roxas groaned. Riku tensed, something Sora felt through Riku’s hand, upon which he gave his friend a smile.

“It’s okay, Riku,” he said. “I can beat him just like I did before.” Riku simply shook his head.

Hades is incensed by the description of Hercules and goes on a rant about wanting to kill him. Cloud interrupts, saying that’s why he hired him.

While several people rolled their eyes at Hades’s antics, Sora was excited by the appearance of Cloud. While he knew it wasn’t the real Cloud, he was still glad to see his friend again.

“Hades is going to be a problem,” Roxas muttered and got several nods of agreement from the room.

Hades tells Cloud that his job is to beat Hercules in the games and once he does that, to kill him. Hades says to do that and Cloud cuts him off, saying that Hades will restore his lost memories, just like their deal.

Aqua hummed, interested, as several thoughts went through her head. Just like with the situation in Wonderland, while it was the basics of the same things that had happened when Sora went to the real versions of the worlds, the finer details had been changed or messed with to fit more with what was currently happening with Sora. She bit her lip, wondering. Was it Sora making these changes? Or was it something else?

Hades says he will and Cloud walks off. Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk into the Colosseum, where they’re met with Phil, who asks them who they are and if they’ve finished the preliminaries. Sora says they did.

“Oh, we’re not seeing it?” Kairi questioned, blinking in confusion.

Sora shrugged. “It’s not the first thing to happen ‘off screen’,” he said, tripping over the words to figure out how to describe what they hadn’t seen. “My first meeting with Cid and the time I spent in Merlin’s book are gone.”

“Merlin’s book?” Ven asked.

“Yeah, the book I delivered to him during our second visit to Traverse Town,” Sora explained. “There’s a world inside it. I spent some time in there, but I suppose the room didn’t count it as required to see.” He gave the ceiling a look. “Which, fair I suppose. Nothing big happened in it. The people are nice though.”

“Huh, a world within a book,” Aqua mused. She hadn’t known such things were possible.

Sora says they’re here for the cup and Phil says they came to the right place, but they’re not going to stand a chance against Hercules.

“Sora,” Aqua said and Sora winced at her tone. It was the scolding tone that his mothers sometimes got. Riku had also somehow managed to learn how to use it. “Why are you entering the games?”

“Because I want to,” he replied. “Plus, I did it before.”

“It wasn’t great for you to do it before,” she snapped back before pausing and taking a deep breath. The last thing she wanted was for Sora to think she was mad at him. He didn’t need that. “It’s just that you’re fourteen and you’d be fighting against grown adults with years of experience. Doesn’t it occur to you that it might not be the best idea?”

“Maybe,” he admitted. “But it’s fun, and I know I can do it.”

Aqua didn’t say anything else, but simply rubbed at her temples. It’s fine, it’s fine, there’s nothing you can do now, it’s done and over with. She bit back another sigh.

Donald says why not, and Phil says that they aren’t heroes.

There were several chuckles at his failure to count again.

Sora says that he’s wrong and Goofy agrees, saying that it was three words. Sora says that too but how could they prove themselves to be heroes if Phil doesn’t give them a chance.

Mickey chuckled at Goofy’s remarks.

Hercules enters the room and says that Sora’s right and that they cleared the preliminaries, so they should be let into the games.

Don’t encourage this, don’t encourage this. Aqua’s thoughts repeated over and over.

Terra looked over, giving Aqua a half smile. He knew very well what was probably going through her head at the moment. He reached over and squeezed her hand. She blinked at him.

“Sora will be okay,” he murmured to her.

Aqua shook her head. “I know,” she replied, just as quiet. “It still makes me sick to see.” Children shouldn’t be fighting their war. While Sora clearly hadn’t met Yen Sid yet, he had to have in the future before he came here because he showed no shock at the name. Yet, Sora was still defending and saving the worlds. Hadn’t Yen Sid stopped that? Wouldn’t he have stopped that?

Phil says he might have a point and Hercules says they could always cancel the games. When Sora asks why, Hercules says that the preliminary course was so hard, no one else finished it.

“Ha,” Sora preened, tipping his head backward to give Riku a grin. “See Riku? I’m fine. I’m great! I can take on the games any day.”

“Still…” Riku murmured but didn’t say anything else.

Unsurprisingly, that hadn’t sated Aqua either.

Sora says if Phil lets him compete, they won’t have to cancel the games and Phil agrees. He starts to say because it’s just them and Hercules but Cloud interrupts, saying that he’s in the games too.

“I wonder if he’ll recognize you,” Xion wondered, tapping one of her fingers to her chin. “Like the others did.” Sora frowned, thinking it over.

“Maybe,” he eventually settled on.

Phil says now the games will be something to see.

Sora huffed, crossing his arms and pouting slightly. That implies that it wouldn’t have been before, he thought crossly. I’m impressive! Just like Hercules! Just like Riku!

Hercules says he’s looking forward to this and Sora agrees, saying this will be fun. Phil says to start with a few rules, saying that the first through the course will win, if there is a tie a battle will decide the ruler, and you can interfere with the other opponents.

“Huh, so he doesn’t recognize you,” Kairi mutters and Sora nods before pausing.

“Wait, why aren’t I saying anything?” He asked, sitting up and giving his onscreen self a closer look. “Do I… not recognize him?” Have I forgotten him?

No one said anything in response, the tension sinking back into the room. They had seen the way Sora and the others had forgotten things, but those had been places or events. This was a person, one of Sora’s friends. Hadn’t Goofy specifically said that they wouldn’t forget their friends? It was the only reason they had been so confident when moving to the next floor.

Sora took in a shaky breath and Riku reached out instantly, extracting his hand from Sora’s hold and instead wrapping it around the younger boy’s shoulders. “It’s okay,” he murmured. “I’m sure you’re just confused. Or haven’t said anything. Perhaps you finally learned something and decided not to say anything, after Aerith’s warning?” But his wording sounded shaky to his own ears, and he swallowed slightly, simply holding Sora and letting the boy lean on him.

I forgot him, Sora thought, ice rushing through his veins. I forgot him.

Phil starts the race, and they start moving through the course. On one of the in between places, Cloud is waiting for Sora.

“Maybe he does remember you?” Ven asked, but his voice was shaky and uncertain. The fact that Sora had indeed forgotten one of his friends weighed on all of them.

Goofy wonders if he had waited for them to catch up but Donald reminds him that they’re allowed to interfere with the other opponents. Sora realizes that he’s trying to narrow the field and summons his Keyblade.

Sora winced, seeing himself draw his Keyblade on one of his friends. He wanted to close his eyes, to look away, but he couldn’t bring himself to. He needed to see what had happened, what he had forgotten.

Does it get worse? He wondered, reaching up and gripping the arm that Riku had around his shoulders. He needed the comfort. Do I forget anyone else? Do I… forget Riku?

Cloud says that he’s not looking for a fight with Sora and that Sora can keep moving. Goofy says that he was waiting for them to catch up and Donald says they should take him up on his offer, with Sora agreeing and putting away the Keyblade.

“Well, at least he’s the same Cloud,” Kairi remarked, giving Sora a worried look. “He didn’t want to hurt you before either.”

“Until Hades asked him to,” Vanitas said, shooting the three kids a look. “I wonder if that’ll happen here as well.”

“This world is built out of Sora’s memories,” Xion mused. “Perhaps they will have to fight.”

“Cloud will probably go easy on you then,” Kairi said, nudging Sora and giving him a smile. “Just like before. Cause he’s your friend.”

“Yeah, but I… forgot him,” Sora murmured, and Kairi winced. She didn’t know what to say to that.

Sora walks past him with the others but turns back and asks if he’s sure. Cloud says he’s just there for Hercules, not the cup.

“Only you would be given an opportunity like that and ask if the person is sure,” Roxas said with an eyeroll and Sora finally managed to muster up enough to smile at his Nobody.

“Hey, it’s the nice thing to do.”

Roxas just shook his head.

Cloud says that Hercules will lose more than the competition and Sora realizes what he’s saying and asks Cloud why. Cloud says to stay out of it and go win the competition and Sora summons his Keyblade again.

“Of course,” Kairi muttered, scooting over to lean on Sora’s side slightly. “You would fight dozens of Heartless for someone you just met.”

“Of course, I would,” Sora replied, leaning back against her. Riku removed his arm from his shoulders, not wanting to get between them. And I would fight even more for you or Riku.

Cloud asks if Sora realizes what he’s doing and Sora repeats that they can interfere with their opponents. Sora says that Cloud’s not the only one who wants to fight Hercules.

“Still a terrible liar,” Riku said with a shake of his head.

“Hey, I bet I meant it!” Sora refuted. “It would be fun to fight Hercules! See how far I’ve come in the fighting department.”

Cloud says that it’s his mistake and the four of them fight. After a while, Cloud exits the battle and flees and Sora wonders where he went.

Still going easy on me, Cloud, Sora thought. Or, these are my memories, so he’s just fighting me like he did before. The only way I remember.

Jiminy says that he’s heading for the finish line, and they should go after him. They do and run the rest of the course, finding Hercules and Cloud fighting at the end of the course, Cloud losing badly.

Despite everything, Aqua couldn’t help but be drawn to the courses. They didn’t look exactly the same as the ones that she and Terra ran, but they looked similar. Maybe because Castle Oblivion had been the Land of Departure once upon a time?

She frowned a little, looking down at her hands. She missed those days, training with her Keyblade, with Terra and later Ven, and not having to worry about anything. She missed them so badly.

Hercules says to give up and that he can’t guarantee Cloud’s safety if they continue but Cloud says to worry about himself, and that Hercules seems to be slowing down. Sora runs into the fight on Hercules’s side and says that he’ll back Hercules up.

“Sora,” Riku muttered. Sora shrugged.

Cloud says to get all the backup Hercules wanted but he was finishing this and getting his memories back. Sora is shocked but Hades interrupts, telling Cloud not to intervene.

“And now he’s here,” Ven said, balancing his chin on one of his hands and gazing at the screen in slight concern. Terra went stiff at the arrival of the god, getting a concerned look from Aqua.

Hades tells Cloud that all he did was wear Hercules down and breaks their deal, much to Cloud’s anger. Hades asks if he really thought that he could get his memories back so easily.

At this, both Ven and Vanitas flinched, their minds going back to the blank spot in their minds. Getting their memories back wouldn’t be easy, Ven had gone through enough trying to get his memories of before the Land of Departure back, but… they both wanted to try. The missing spot drove them both mad and they had a feeling it wouldn’t be going away anytime soon.

Hades tells Cloud to get out of the way and that he’ll take care of Hercules himself. The sky changes color as Hades’s flames do and Hercules, Sora, and Cloud are thrown backwards by the blast.

“You’re going to fight Hades?” Terra asked, worry in his tone and Sora shrugged wordlessly. He assumed they probably would but… It’s not like he remembered it.

“Wait, how?” Kairi asked. “You didn’t fight Hades before, in the real world. How is that going to work if there’s no memories to pull on?”

“It’ll be made up,” Naminé answered, voice soft, and most of them jumped, having forgotten she was there, allowing her to retreat back into her drawings. The young Nobody didn’t look up from her drawing, which was shaping up to be a beautiful recreation of the alley of Twilight Town where she met Roxas, but her voice travelled for all to hear. “The room will probably make it up, based on Sora’s unconscious thoughts and perhaps Hercules.” She shrugged. “Or so I guess.”

“I wonder why this room’s different though,” Mickey mused. “Wonderland was almost the same but this one…” Privately, a thought crossed his mind. Was it because Sora couldn’t remember the Colosseum as much as he could Wonderland? Was he forgetting more than he realized. Mickey looked down. He hadn’t mentioned it, but Sora hadn’t shown any recognition for Hercules, not like he had for Alice. And even that had been wavering.

Hercules realizes that Hades was behind this from the start and Hades says that while Cloud might have failed, he did tire Hercules out. Sora runs forward to help Hercules, despite Hercules telling him not to, and Sora reminds Hercules that they can’t fight one on one if Hercules is in the Underworld.

Honestly, Aqua twisted her hands together. Even when the adults are telling you not to fight, you do anyways. Why?

Hades says that Sora will just go with Hercules then.

Riku and Kairi both stiffened next to Sora. “Guys, this is a memory,” Sora said. “I don’t know if it’s even possible for me to die in there.”

“It is,” Axel replied, before biting his lip and looking away. Maybe it was stupid of him, but he really didn’t want Roxas and Xion to see what he did to Vexen. They might hate him. Also, did that count? He and Vexen were both real people, while Hades was a projection of the room…

Hercules and Sora move to fight Hades and Goofy and Donald turn into cards.

“Always during the hardest of fights,” Kairi muttered with an eyeroll. She really didn’t like the card system, from what she had seen of it.

Hercules and Sora fight with Hades until they defeat him. Hades gives them one last look before fleeing.

Both Riku and Kairi relaxed slightly after the fight was over. Guys, I thought we were past this, Sora thought with a shake of his head. I’m here now, I’m fine.

Phil comes walking out as Sora is helping Hercules and says that the games are cancelled.

“I think that was pretty obvious,” Vanitas drawled, but Sora slumped, shoulders dropping. If the games were cancelled, how was he going to prove that he was a hero?

Sora asks why and Phil says because everyone’s clearly tired from the fight with Hades. Sora asks about his fight with Hercules, but Hercules tells him that Sora wouldn’t want to fight him in the competition and maybe they could fight when he’s rested up.

Sora paused, before nodding along with his past self. He supposed that made sense. Everyone had just faced down a god after all.

Jiminy calls over to Sora from where he had been watching the unconscious Cloud and Sora heads over, asking if Cloud’s okay. Cloud says he is and apologizes for messing up the games and turns to walk away.

Sora smiled. It was nice to see that Cloud was still acting like himself, despite everything that was happening.

As he walks away, Sora calls after him, wishing him well getting his memories back.

Several people smiled at that, most of them directed at the boy in question. That was just Sora, wishing well to someone who had tried to fight him and kill someone he considered a friend.

Sora says to forget what Hades said and that sometimes the smallest thing can make you remember stuff you forgot years ago. Sora says if it’s an important memory, there’s no way it’s gone forever.

“True Memories,” Sora mused, rolling over the word in his mouth. It felt… important. “Right?” He looked over at Naminé, who looked up at him and nodded once before going back to her drawing. Axel gave her a careful look, still worried about her.

Sora offers Cloud that he could come with them.

“Did you… Did you forget that it’s a memory world?” Roxas asked, giving his Somebody a look. “He’s just a memory, he couldn’t come with you if he wanted to.”

Sora paused, blinking once in surprise. Roxas was right, none of these people were real. But his past self… he was treating them like they were. Which, true he should have done, that was good, but it seemed to go farther than just treating them with respect. It was almost like, while in the floor proper, he seemed to forget that it was nothing more than a simulation. That none of the were real.

He frowned, biting his lip. Had he really forgotten that it wasn’t real? Was that also Naminé’s doing? But… for what purpose?

Cloud declines the offer and leaves. Sora, Donald, and Goofy exchange glances before saying goodbye to Hercules and Phil and leaving the Olympus Colosseum through another door.

Sora looked down at his lap, several thoughts swirling in his chest. He was forgetting things, he was forgetting people, that much was obvious now. And he… didn’t seem to be realizing it. At least, not in the moment. He shivered slightly.

How much would he forget? How much would he lose?

And why? What had been the point of making him lose his memories?

He didn’t know if he wanted the answer.

Notes:

So, I meant to have this out like a week ago, but the Holiday got in the way. Happy belated Holiday to anyone who celebrated!

This chapter was originally going to be a lot shorter but then Namine got in the way and demanded screen time, so we ended up with the Namine breakdown that wasn't planned for another couple of chapters, but hey, I think it works. And now she has someone looking after her and a sketchbook! A net positive perhaps?

Notes:
1. Again, I might be taking liberties with how the whole 'replacing the Lucky Charm' thing worked, but I actually really liked the explanation I went with. The idea of the thing still being the thing but the person physically unable to see it is really cool to me and I decided to play with it.
2. Because I unfortunately know that there will probably be at least one person who brings this up, the 'love' that Namine was talking about that Axel had for Roxas is platonic, almost familial because he sees them as his younger siblings/kids. There is nothing romantic about it. In the slightest.
3. There is a Winnie the Pooh floor coming up, so I started to introduce the fact that Sora did in fact visit the book during KH1. I just didn't add it (something I'm regretting now) because it wasn't in the cutscene compilation. I'm attempting to fix that now.

Well then, I have no idea when the next update will be out. School's starting up again soon, but I might be able to squeak out a chapter before then. We'll have to see what my sleep schedule is like. As always, comments and Kudos are highly appreciated, and I hope everyone has a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 24: A Memory of Agrabah

Notes:

CW: Third person POV of a flashback/panic attack, referenced extreme self-harm (Stabbing oneself)

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

As the three of them walk through the next white room, Donald hopes that the King is okay. Sora turns back to him, asking why he brought it up, and Donald says that he had to be sure he hadn’t forgotten him.

Sora flinched, leaning into Kairi’s side slightly as she turned to him in concern, having felt his flinch. He couldn’t, he couldn’t, forget Riku or Kairi. He couldn’t. Not when all he had left of them was memories.

Unbidden, his hand slipped into his pocket and curled around Kairi’s charm. It was a comforting weight in his hand. That and his necklace, no matter what, couldn’t be changed. And thus, they would always be reminders of his friends. Through everything.

Goofy asks how’d that go and Donald replies good and says that he remembered they’re on a quest to find the king. Goofy says he remembers as well that the King saved everyone by staying on the other side of the Door to Darkness.

Mickey couldn’t help but duck his head slightly, trying to tamp down the slight flush that had come to his cheeks, as hard as it was to see it. He hadn’t saved everything, and he certainly hadn’t done it alone. Riku had sacrificed himself as well and Sora was the other one to close it from the light side.

Sora says he’s looking for Riku, who stayed with the King on the other side of the door.

Sora reached out, slightly blindly, until he managed to grab Riku’s hand, holding it tightly. Even now, the idea of being separated from Riku again… Having to be put in a position like that, where he had to let Riku go to save the world… He didn’t know if he could do it.

Sora says that he guesses there’s no way they’ll forget the most important memories. Donald says that it’s good and he doesn’t want to forget.

I’m sorry, Naminé thought, pencil stuttering to a stop on the page. It was just finishing the tips of Roxas’s hair and she couldn’t help but remember their meetings, the way she had convinced him to go. And Xion before him. And before all that, when she messed with their memories. I’m so sorry.

Goofy says that he bets the king and Riku are still together.

“Were you?” Sora asked, turning to look at Riku, who nodded. While Mickey might not have been there in the flesh in the beginning, he had always been there for him. Even when he didn’t deserve it.

In another room, Axel is watching a crystal ball.

Axel winced slightly when his past self came onscreen. He had a feeling he would be doing that a lot as they watched this section of the adventure.

“What are you looking at?” Ven asked and Axel tipped his head to look at the younger boy.

“It allowed us to keep track of Sora and even see what he was doing,” Axel revealed, and Sora made a face from across the room. “Hey, the Castle was as tricky to you as it was to us,” he defended himself. “We needed some way to keep track of you or we would lose you.” Sora narrowed his eyes playfully, having already given up on the subject, but still sat back with an overly dramatic sigh, something that got many of the adults in the room smiling.

A woman stood across from him, saying that he seemed pretty intrigued by this ‘Sora kid’.

Naminé’s pencil slipped out of her hand and hit the floor.

Axel muttered a curse and was already twisting so, slightly falling off the couch as he did, he was in between Naminé and the screen. “Naminé, Naminé, it’s okay,” he soothed, placing his hands on her shoulders and trying to bring her attention back to him. “She’s not here.” But the younger girl had gone shaky, just like her panic attack from twenty minutes ago, and her eyes weren’t seeing anything.

Laughter and lightning and honeyed words and it hurt, she hurt, she hurt me- Naminé choked, ozone and laughter echoing in her senses, and she couldn’t breathe-

“What’s going on?” Sora asked, worry for Naminé spiking in him as he saw her reaction. “What’s wrong?”

“That’s Larxene,” Xion explained, wanting to reach out a place a hand on Naminé’s shoulder in comfort but didn’t know if it would make it worse. “She’s a member of the Organization-”

“A pretty sadistic one,” Roxas muttered, remembering his few interactions with the woman before she was gone.

“Though I don’t completely know why Naminé is reacting like this,” Xion finished, acting like Roxas’s interruption hadn’t happened.

“Because Larxene was the main person who abused Naminé,” Axel answered in a clipped tone, still focused on the girl in front of him, and the atmosphere in the room dropped ten degrees. Both Aqua and Terra felt anger rise in them on behalf of the girl sitting stock still in the room, while several people sent glares at the frozen screen. “C’mon Naminé,” Axel murmured, reaching out to cup Naminé’s cheek and try to turn her head away from the screen, but she flinched back violently from him, so Axel gritted his teeth and continued to try and get her attention through verbal means.

Vanitas watched all this, half sneering, half worried. No, he wasn’t worried about the girl, shut up. It was so obvious that what Axel was doing wasn’t helping. Maybe it had helped before, when Naminé needed comfort, but that wasn’t what she needed right now. She needed someone to remind her, harshly if required, that she wasn’t in the Castle with Larxene at the moment. She was so obviously stuck in flashbacks, how the hell did none of the Light-Bearers realize?

Maybe he realized because he knew what he needed, knew that pain had been the best thing to snap him out of his own flashbacks when he was alone and hurt and starving and the only things that could make him stop seeing Master Xehanort in the corners of the shadows and crevices was stabbing himself in the side, about two inches above his hip because, of all places, Master Xehanort had never hit there and it was enough of a reminder that he wasn’t there and-

Well, Vanitas didn’t mind being the bad guy. He already was.

Without a second more to deliberate, he slammed his fist into the arm of his chair, making a loud cracking sound that reverberated around the almost silent room, as they had all paused to try and help Axel get through to Naminé. Of course, they didn’t realize that dead silence and one voice talking to Naminé was just as triggering as before, but it wasn’t like Vanitas didn’t already know that they were idiots.

“Naminé!” He barked out, loud enough to make most of the room jump. Aqua had already swung around to glare death at him, and she wasn’t the only one, but he was focused on Naminé.

Who had jumped in surprise like everyone else, nearly falling from her spot. But it had been enough, the strangeness of someone yelling her name instead of purring it like Larxene or Marluxia would be enough to slam her out of the flashback. Because they hadn’t ever been loud, they had been quiet and dangerous and gentle in their poisonous words and directions and-

She blinked at Axel. “Axel?” She questioned, voice slightly unsteady, and the older man snapped his gaze back down to her, surprise flashing in his eyes because had whatever Vanitas just tried to pull actually worked?

“Naminé?” He asked and she nodded once, still shaking. She could still hear Larxene’s voice in her head, could still feel the lighting, but it wasn’t… as much.

“What…” She swallowed, before leaning forward, Axel automatically wrapping her in a hug. Both Roxas and Xion gazed at her in surprise, her art supplies held carefully in Xion’s grip, and Vanitas relaxed slightly, moving to rest his chin on his hand again.

Shut the hell up, he thought at his brain, which was going through a number of thoughts and emotions. If she doesn’t stop having panic attacks, we’re never going to get through this. And I have to continue to be stuck with these Light-Bearers for more than I want to be. So, it made sense to help her. It’s just sensible.

“What was that?” Aqua hissed out and Vanitas moved his gaze up to look at her. Aqua wanted to snarl at him, but there was a great amount of surprise swirling around her after what she had just witnessed, and she needed to figure it out now.

“You weren’t helping,” he replied deadpan, rolling his eyes. Was it just Aqua or did that action seem more forced than usual? “That helped.”

“Huh,” Terra murmured, giving Vanitas a searching look, and Vanitas snarled at whatever he thought he saw in Terra’s gaze. Ven on the other hand, couldn’t help the small smile that curled up his face as he watched Vanitas. His other half could deny it all he wanted but he had just done a good thing. For someone else. Ven wondered if Vanitas had actually thought before he did it or if it was just instinctual. His smile dimmed slightly. If Vanitas was truly capable of doing good things, did that mean he had simply chosen to do all the bad things he had done eleven years prior? He immediately pushed those thoughts away. Vanitas was… complicated. That much was obvious.

Sora, Riku, and Kairi, from their spot on their couch, watched all of this with concerned, slightly confused expressions. Riku had wanted to stand up and head over to Naminé the second she had started to freak out, but he didn’t know how that would be reacted to. Naminé certainly hadn’t been reacting well to Axel, so how would she feel if he came over, especially when in the past she had been so… strange about his presence?

Sora worried his bottom lip between his lip, his nervousness felt by Kairi as well as she gazed at her Nobody. It was clear that Naminé had gone through many things at the hands of the Organization, and she didn’t exactly know how to help her with them. She hadn’t ever really gone through something similar.

Naminé relaxed backwards after a couple of deep breaths, extracting herself gently from Axel’s grip, settling back between him and Xion. Said girl gave her the art supplies back, but not without a worried glance. Naminé tried to give her a reassuring smile, but she assumed it probably didn’t work.

Before she moved back to her drawing, she wanted to do her best to not pay attention to the scene that they were going to watch, she twisted her head so she could look at Vanitas.

“Thank you,” she said quietly, and Vanitas gave her a slightly surprised, slightly lost look. “That helped.” After a second, he looked away with a scoff, his face nothing but careful blankness.

What was that, what was that, why did she thank him, he didn’t nothing, he would kill her if he was told to, he was darkness, he was danger, everyone hated him, what the- Of course, his face didn’t show any of his inner thoughts.

Axel asks if she’s not and calls her Larxene. Larxene says she hasn’t decided yet and what intrigues her more is Axel’s interest in him.

“Because of me?” Roxas asked, trying to pull some sense of normality back into the room. “Did you know I was Sora’s Nobody?”

“I did,” Axel answered, giving him a smile. “And it was. I wanted to see how you were different, how you were similar. And I also had to protect you.”

“Protect me?” Roxas questioned, surprise rushing through him, and Axel nodded.

“I didn’t know if Marluxia’s plan with Sora was going to hurt you and I wanted to make sure that didn’t happen. Along with my other mission.”

“Oh,” Roxas replied, blinking. Well, it hadn’t really worked but was Axel already protecting him? They had only known each other for three weeks at that point. Sure, they were friends, they had shared ice cream, but would Axel really go against the Organization for him? He hadn’t later. His hands curled into fists. What had changed?

Naminé’s new drawing started with a dark blue sky, nearly black, trying desperately not to let the voice coming from the screen cause her hands to shake too badly.

Axel says that there once was a time when Sora became a Heartless and when one becomes a Heartless, but Larxene cuts him off, saying that they lose their minds and their feelings and are consumed by darkness. Axel says that it didn’t happen to Sora.

And thank goodness for that, Sora thought, absently tracing the lines of Riku’s palm as he watched everything happen. I don’t want to lose my emotions or my mind. I wouldn’t have Riku or Kairi then.

Axel says that he held onto his feelings, even as a Heartless.

And those feelings led him to me, Kairi thought with a slight blush, looking down so no one would see. Just like my feelings lead me to him.

Axel says that there’s only one other man who’s been able to do that.

“Are you talking about…?” Riku couldn’t help but trail off his question as his eyes slid to Terra, however involuntarily. Terra gritted his teeth and ducked his head, looking down at his hands when he realized who they were talking about. The vessel with his and Xehanort's hearts because you were stupid enough to get yourself possessed.

“Yeah,” Axel replied, looking purposefully off to the side so he wouldn’t have to look at the spitting image of who he was talking about. “While Ansem didn’t have ‘feelings’ per say, he still had enough of his mind to take actions and put plans into place.” Or at least, he assumed. He hadn’t seen much of Ansem, before this at least, but he knew about the other half of Xemnas, knew that there were plans there as well.

“Because it was Xehanort’s mind, so why am I surprised?” Ven muttered under his breath and Terra flinched slightly.

Axel says it’s not just that and wonders why Goofy and Donald are still with him as the worlds are built from Sora’s memories, and yet they remain with him.

“Was that not normal?” Sora asked, trying to distract slightly from the fact that he had just be compared to Xehanort, even if Axel didn’t mean anything by it.

“I think what he means it that Donald and Goofy probably should have been cards the whole time,” Aqua replied, going over the small amount of information she had in her mind about the Castle. Why didn’t I ask Master Eraqus more? Why didn’t I say more? Why couldn’t I know more? “And yet, they’re not, only for big battles.”

Larxene asks if he’s saying that the two of them have some kind of power or strength of their hearts and Axel says he doesn’t know.

“It might have been your connections to them,” Mickey said, and Sora turned to look at him. “Your connections to them, especially because a lot of your memories have them in it, might have stopped them from disappearing.” Sora nodded once, in understanding.

Larxene says that it’s the strength of Sora’s heart that interests Axel so much and that he wants to know why the Keyblade chose Sora.

Sora frowned, going back to the conversations they’d had about the subject while watching. The Keyblade hadn’t chosen him, someone else had. Or at least someone had given him the ability to eventually wield a Keyblade. But why? And who? And why couldn’t he remember this person, because Aqua and Terra had made it sound like it was a ritual, something that had to be done by someone. So why couldn’t he remember it? And that wasn’t even going into the supposed connection between him and Riku, especially around their Keyblades. The fact that he had apparently held Riku’s before his own or that Riku had held his. They couldn’t… they just didn’t know.

Had he been destined for a different Keyblade before he took Riku's? What would it have been like? Could he... still find that Keyblade?

“Sora?” Riku asked, having felt him still slightly. “Are you okay?” Sora answered with a quick nod and smile. He was fine, there was no reason for him to be thinking about this right now. Not when everything else was going on.

Axel says that to unlock the secrets of the heart is the Organization’s mission and Larxene smiles.

And to try and give us our own, Xion thought, pressing a hand to her chest and letting out a small sigh. Though, that wouldn’t be possible now. She and Roxas were a part of Sora now in the real world and Axel was gone. Did that mean that our entire lives were for nothing? She looked over to Roxas, giving him a small smile that he didn’t notice. Even if our lives were for naught, I still got to meet you. And that’s the most important thing to me. And maybe, if Sora was right and he could give Roxas a body, maybe he could give one to me as well, if there’s anything of me left. And then we could be together again. Forever.

And maybe Axel-

As the three of them walk through the room, Donald wonders if there’s anything else they’ve forgotten. Goofy wonders if there is, what it would be and says that he can’t think of anything so maybe that means that he’s actually losing his memories.

Sora shivered; an action he knew he had done several times at this point. But he couldn’t help it. The idea of losing memories, of not even realizing that he was losing his memories was terrifying. What if he forgot Riku? Forgot what Riku had done for him, forgot everything they had been through together? That would be worse than death.

Goofy says they couldn’t have been that important of memories then and Sora agrees, saying that he didn’t think he would have forgotten it then. Sora pulls out the charm Kairi gave him, showing it to the others and saying that it’s special to her so he promised to return it.

“And you did,” Kairi murmured, smiling at Sora. “It just took us being dragged to a pocket dimension to watch the past.”

“Hey, I would have returned it!” Sora protested, giving her a smile back. “I bet had everything gone right, Riku and I would have walked out that Door to Light and found you guys! Then I could have returned it.”

“Door to Light?” Mickey asked, thinking back. Had Sora said something about it when they first appeared there? He couldn’t really remember; everything had been so confusing.

“Yeah, in the Realm of Darkness, Kairi’s letter somehow made its way to me and Riku,” Sora explained. “I read it and then the Door to Light opened.”

“My letter did that?” Kairi asked, shocked, and Sora nodded.

“Yep,” he replied. “And then we walked through it and ended up here. Instead of, presumably, wherever else we were supposed to go.”

“How did my letter do that?” Kairi wondered and Sora shrugged. He didn’t know.

“Maybe because you’re a Princess of Heart,” Aqua said, having overheard the conversation. “You might have imbued some… powers within it, perhaps, that allowed the Door to Light to open through your connection with Sora.”

“Huh,” Kairi murmured. I wonder what else I can do…

Sora says he’ll never forget making the promise to Kairi and that’s why he couldn’t ever forget Kairi.

Sora’s hand moved up to gently touch his necklace. And I’ll never forget Riku, he thought. I might not remember the exact moment I got the necklace from him, but I’ll always have it with me. Thus, I’ll never forget him.

He asks if he’s right and looks up for a second, seeing a vision of Kairi.

“Okay, now I don’t have the excuse of being in your heart,” Kairi said, frowning slightly. “How are you able to see me?”

“I could just be imagining it?” Sora offered, biting his lip.

“Or it could be the connections of your heart taking physical form,” Terra mentioned, and several people looked at him. “Your heart seems to be stronger than normal, if it was able to keep Kairi safe within it for that long. Perhaps you’re able to see the physical representations of your heart’s bonds.”

“And you are looking at the charm,” Riku said, gesturing to the screen, and Sora nodded slightly. Maybe, he wondered. Does that mean I would see Riku? I mean, I heard him, back when I was fighting Ansem, but would it be possible to use the bond? To see him? Either a representation or maybe the real him? He hummed, trying to think it over. He really didn’t know.

"Can other people see physical representations of their heart's bonds?" Xion questioned, leaning forward slightly, and both Aqua and Terra nodded.

Both of them had experienced that in the past, at one point or another.

But as Sora looks at Kairi, a vision of Naminé appears behind him for a quick second, with Sora turning to look at her.

“Umm, Naminé,” Sora said gently, turning to look at her. Her pencil, from where it was depicting a dark starry sky on a familiar beach, paused. “What was that?” Axel looked over to the young girl in concern, wondering if maybe he should explain instead. He knew what was happening after all.

“Marluxia…” Naminé started, voice quiet and not daring to look up. “He wanted me to… add memories into your mind.” She bit her lip, already tasting the lie that she was saying. I didn’t add anything, I changed it, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. But she was a coward and couldn’t, and couldn’t, bring herself to say the full thing. “Add memories of me.”

“Oh,” Sora murmured, looking down. “Why?”

“To tempt you deeper into the castle,” she explained, having to remove her pencil from the paper so it wouldn’t add scribbles via her shaking hand and ruin the drawing. There were two sketches already in the foreground of the photo, of two young boys. “If you wanted to find out about me, then you would go deeper when maybe you wouldn’t have… before.” Her voice died in the end, shoulders hunching slightly as if she expected him to get mad at her.

“So, I find you then?” He asked instead of anything else she expected him to say and she couldn’t help but raise her head in confusion at the excitement and thankfulness in his tone. “I save you then?”

Wait, what? She thought, blinking rapidly, nearly losing her pencil from her suddenly lax grip. Sora’s face fell slightly.

“I don’t?” He questioned and she shook her head rapidly.

“No, no, you find me,” she replied and Sora’s face split into a smile. Confusion raced through her.

“Good, I wouldn’t want to leave you there,” he responded. Not with everything he had seen, that she clearly wasn’t treated well there. If his past self hadn’t rescued her, he would need to make sure he made up for it. But he had, so that was the best thing to focus on right now. Not the missing memories.

Naminé didn’t know how to respond and instead ducked her head, focusing back on her drawing.

Sora questions if he knows that girl and Donald asks him what he’s thinking about. Sora jumps in surprise and says nothing, with Goofy saying that they should keep going.

Good, Sora thought, his mind latching onto what Naminé had told him. Go deeper so you can save Naminé.

Sora walks up to the door and grasps one of the cards, holding it up to the door until it starts to glow. They then walk through it.

Roxas groaned, garnering many looks, as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

“Roxas?” Xion questioned, looking over at him. “What is it?”

“He got Agrabah,” he replied, and Xion made a similar face as he did while Axel simply screwed up his nose.

“Right, you guys don’t like that place,” Ven said, remembering their reactions to the first time Sora had gone there, and Roxas nodded. “Maybe the recreation of it won’t be as bad as the real thing?”

“It was,” Axel interjected, and this didn’t help at all.

“Agrabah’s not… that bad?” Sora mentioned with a shrug.

“Agree to disagree,” Roxas replied with a single shouldered shrug.

Donald wonders where they are this time as they walk through a market area and Goofy says that this was Aladdin’s world. Sora says he remembers but looks pensive.

Am I forgetting? Sora wondered. How much of this had I forgotten? Had I forgotten it was Aladdin’s world?

Donald spots someone ahead of them in trouble and the three of them see Aladdin surrounded by Heartless. Goofy recognizes it as Aladdin and the three of them move forward to attack the Heartless, with Aladdin thanking them.

Aqua, well used to this by now, was already working to catalogue the changes. So, Aladdin is already in the city, she thought, mind wondering what would change. Will Genie show up? Or Jasmine?

Goofy recognized Aladdin, Sora thought, taking in a deep, measured breath. Goofy recognized Aladdin, so I probably did too. I had to.

They defeat many Heartless, but more just keep popping up. Aladdin says they should try and see if the legend is true and pulls out the lamp, summoning the Genie.

At the Genie’s appearance, as he was clearly back in the lamp in this version of the world, Terra, Riku, and Vanitas all made faces, their minds going back to how they felt when they first saw him.

Riku shook his head slightly, trying to push those memories away. It’s fine, this isn’t real, he thought. It’s a world created from Sora’s memories. In real life, Genie is fine and free and living his best life.

The Genie tells them to stand back and that he’ll take care of it. Donald recognizes him as the Genie, but Sora repeats the word, confused.

I forgot about Genie, Sora realized, with the feeling of a bucket of ice water just having been dumped on him. I forgot about Genie, even though Donald didn’t. I’m losing memories even when they aren’t.

Goofy asks Sora if something’s wrong, but Sora brushes him off. Genie snaps his fingers and all the Heartless disappear.

Maybe Sora would have made a joke about how that would have been helpful at the Battle of Radiant Gardens, but he couldn’t focus on anything else. He was losing his memories. How soon before he started to forget about Destiny Islands, about the people there? What if he forgot Kairi? What if he forgot Riku?

While Donald is surprised, Aladdin steps forward and thanks Sora, calling him by name. Sora says he would do the same for them, calling Aladdin by name as well, causing Aladdin to be surprised.

Maybe I do still remember, Sora thought, a little desperately. Unconsciously, he slid closer to Riku, leaning into his side. The older boy blinked in surprise, looking over to Kairi, who was giving Sora a concerned look. Why wouldn’t Sora seek comfort in Kairi? But he shifted himself slightly to better accommodate for the younger boy.

Aladdin asks how Sora knows his name, but Sora says that Aladdin knows his, with Aladdin realizing. Donald asks Aladdin why he didn’t just call Genie in the first place, with Aladdin saying that it’s not that simple.

Aqua looked over to the couch with the Destiny Islands kids on it, biting her lip slightly in worry. It was clear that Sora wasn’t taking his clear memory loss well, but she didn’t know how to help him. Sure, he got his memories back eventually, but he still had to watch this all happen. It wasn’t like they could change the past.

As much as she would love to.

The Genie explains that Aladdin can only use a certain amount of wishes, with Goofy cutting him off and saying three. Genie says he’s correct and that you can’t wish for more wishes.

“It’s… good that you guys seem to be remembering more this time round then in the Colosseum?” Xion said haltingly, trying to comfort Sora as best she could. She didn’t like seeing him sad. “Maybe Naminé’s powers… aren’t working as well?” She didn’t want to insult Naminé, but she didn’t know how to comfort Sora otherwise.

Naminé, currently sketching a certain necklace in the hand of a boy, paused before leaning slightly on Xion, giving her a gentle nudge. Just a nonverbal way of saying ‘it’s fine’.

Aladdin says that he needs to get back to the palace and when Goofy asks why, Aladdin explains that Jafar, the royal vizier, had him get the lamp from the Cave of Wonders, but the whole place was full of Heartless, and he nearly died. Sora asks if Jafar made him go by himself and says that Jafar has a lot of nerve, giving dangerous orders like that.

“He has a lot more than nerve, something that starts with ‘d’ and ends with ‘-arkness’, but sure, ‘a lot of nerve’ describes him too,” Roxas muttered, getting a small laugh from Xion and Ven. He would be in a better mood, but everything with Sora was kind of dragging down the atmosphere, and every time he looked at the screen, he could feel the sand crawling its way up his arms and infecting his tongue and eyes. If there was ever a world he hated more than Wonderland, it would be Agrabah. It only just managed to save itself from that spot because there was no riddle giving people in Agrabah. And it made logical sense.

The Genie says he knows what Sora means, saying that people have been ordering him around for ten thousand years. Donald says that it doesn’t sound like a good time and Genie scoops him up in a big hug, saying that it’s really, really not fun at all.

Mickey couldn’t help but giggle slightly at the offended sounds Donald was making, and he wasn’t the only one. Even Sora couldn’t help the small smile that crossed his face as he watched them interact. They still… seemed to act like themselves. Goofy was still caring, Donald still abrasive, and he still wanted to help people. Maybe… Maybe it didn’t really matter that they were losing small memories here and there. They still seemed like themselves, right? Right?

Donald tells the Genie to let him go and as the Genie places him back on the ground, he says that he keeps hoping someone will wish him free but figures the odds on something like that happening. Aladdin says why doesn’t he use his third wish to free the Genie and Genie is surprised, with Aladdin saying that he still had two wishes left and that he’ll save the last one for the Genie.

Terra smiled slightly as he watched the situation play out mostly as it had in the real world. This Genie, for all he would disappear once Sora was gone, would still be free for whatever extra time there was. He didn’t deserve to be enslaved to the lamp, forced to help whoever came across it. None of them did.

The Genie asks if he’s being serious, with Aladdin promising that he’ll set the Genie free with his last wish. Aladdin says there’s really only one thing he wants anyway, and Genie says that it’ll be piece of cake when he’s got the Genie on his side.

“Jasmine, maybe?” Ven guessed, trying to think what it was. Before, it had been to try and save Jasmine, but maybe she wasn’t in danger in this world? Did he just want her recognition then?

The Genie asks what it is, and Aladdin says that there’s this girl named Jasmine, saying that she’s the princess of Agrabah. Donald and Goofy both blurt out a Princess of Heart and Aladdin mistakes it, saying that she’s a princess.

“Sora?” Riku questioned, having felt Sora go stiff next to him. But Sora simply shook his head, refusing to look away from the screen, and Riku bit the inside of his cheek, wondering. Should he push it? He didn’t want to hurt Sora, not more than he already had, but…

He didn’t know what to do.

Aladdin says that a street rat like him doesn’t have many chances to see her and he thought if he got treasure from the Cave of Wonders then Jasmine would want to meet him. Sora says that it sounds like his wish should be that he could see Jasmine any time he wanted to, and Aladdin nodded.

That would be a wish I would make, Sora thought, holding Riku’s hand tightly. If I could. That I could see Riku every day, never having to be separated again.

The Genie says that he’s got the perfect idea and that he can not only help Aladdin meet Jasmine, but he can also help Aladdin do it in style, offering to turn him into a prince. Aladdin asks if he can really do it, and the Genie replies that he can, with Aladdin saying that they should get to the palace then.

“Wouldn’t that be lying?” Xion asked, tipping her head to the side slightly. “That he’s a prince? He’s not really.”

“Yeah, it’s lying,” Axel replied with a nod and Xion turned to him. “But it probably wouldn’t work out in the end, and this is just a made-up world. It won’t last long anyway.”

Xion bit her lip and looked back at the screen. Lying, she hated it. It had only hurt her and her friends in the end.

The three of them run into a plaza and Goofy sees Jasmine unconscious on the ground surrounded by Heartless. Sora realizes that they’ll never make it in time and Aladdin uses his second wish for the Genie to save Jasmine.

Kairi sighed in relief as the Heartless vanished into thin air. Even though she knew that this really wasn’t the actual version of her friend, it was hard to not care about them. She still worried for this version of Jasmine like she would the actual and it grated on her, not being able to do anything. She had a feeling she wasn’t the only one feeling that way.

Aladdin and the others run up to her, Aladdin kneeling at her side, while Goofy says that she just fainted and looks okay. Aladdin says he only has one wish left now just as bunch more Heartless appear.

“I swear it’s like they’re being… controlled,” Roxas muttered, only to trail off in the end, flashing back to what had happened in the real world. “It’s Jafar, isn’t it? He’s the one who sent Aladdin to the Cave of Wonders, I bet he’s behind all this as well.”

“Probably,” Sora conceded. “But we’ll stop him, just like we did before.”

I wonder if it’s even possible for Sora to lose, Aqua wondered, tapping her fingers together from where they were intertwined. In his memories, he won all the fights against these things, so is it even possible for him not to? Or are the creations only taking the base of Sora’s memories to create the villains within it and how they would act, and then working completely cut off from the memories? She bit her lip as she thought, and felt her nails press into her palm to the point of breaking skin. She hated not knowing. It was just another way she was useless.

Aladdin apologizes to the Genie and says that he’s the only one who can take care of them, but Sora cuts him off, telling him to save the last wish. Goofy says that they can handle the Heartless and Donald agrees.

Good, Vanitas thought, watching what was happening onscreen through half lidded eyes. Free him. He deserves it.

The four of them fight the Heartless until they’re all destroyed. Sora says they didn’t need the Genie, but a bird cuts them off and Aladdin realizes that he doesn’t have the lamp anymore.

“Oh no,” Kairi muttered as it was revealed that Jafar was standing above them, holding the lamp as the bird dropped it into his hand.

“It’s okay,” Sora said, trying to comfort her. “We’ll just fight him and beat him again! We already did it once!”

Jafar says that it seems that his plans have gone amiss, and he was sure that Aladdin was going to use his last wish to save Jasmine but says it doesn’t matter now that he has the lamp. Aladdin asks him why he’s doing this and that he already has the lamp.

“Because he wants power and all that,” Terra murmured, trying not to look at the Genie. His thoughts spun, along with his memory, and the last thing he wanted to do was fall into a flashback. “There will always be someone like that, in every world.”

Jafar says it’s such an interesting question and he knows that Aladdin was planning to use the lamp to win Jasmine’s heart but tells him that Jasmine is his and if he marries Jasmine then nothing can stop him from becoming Sultan.

“Ew, gross, no,” Kairi sputtered out, recoiling from the screen and making a face. She wasn’t the only one, with Riku, Roxas, Xion, and Ven having similar reactions. Aqua glared at the screen while Mickey simply shook his head, wondering how someone could try and take advantage of love like that for personal gain.

“Where did the Castle even get that idea?” Axel muttered, reaching out one hand to place on Xion’s head when it was clear that what Jafar had just said had upset her. “That wasn’t what happened last time.”

“Well, after the fact while we were searching for her,” Sora explained. “Aladdin told me that Jafar had been seeking to marry Jasmine for a while, in order to get power. Maleficent just offered him an easier option.”

“That it… so gross,” Kairi muttered, shaking her head and resolving to give Jasmine a hug the next time she saw her. That idea, of being forced to marry someone for their own power gain, it made her recoil. Love was something sacred, something beautiful. Not something to be twisted for the gain of one person.

Jafar uses his first wish to make the Genie bring Jasmine to him and when Aladdin asks the Genie what he’s doing, the Genie says that his hands are tied on this one and that he has to obey whoever holds the lamp.

Vanitas’s hands flexed, fingers digging into the arms of his chair. The scars on his palms burned and he forced his eyes closed, trying not to give into the urge to create an Unversed. He was fine, everything was fine, he wasn’t thinking back, he wasn’t.

Jafar bids them farewell and leaves with the Genie, Aladdin lamenting that now he’s lost Jasmine and the lamp. Sora tells him he can feel bad about it another time, telling Aladdin to come on.

“Always so optimistic,” Kairi murmured, giving Sora a smile and being happy about getting gone in return. Hopefully that meant that Sora was falling out of whatever emotion had grabbed him earlier. It looked wrong for Sora to be upset about anything.

Aladdin says that there’s nothing he can do now, but Sora says that if he doesn’t pull himself together, he’ll never see Jasmine again, and even if he lost the lamp, he can save Jasmine on his own. “Losing someone you care about is bad, but not as bad as never getting them back!”

Aqua looked down at her hands as Sora said that, actions from eleven years prior flashing in front of her eyes. She had lost them, lost Ven to sleep, lost Terra to Xehanort. She had lost Eraqus to Xehanort as well, and even lost herself to the darkness. She had lost all of them, over and over again in her dreams and memories. And yet… She wouldn’t ever stop trying to get them back. She would not succumb to the Realm of Darkness, she wouldn’t stop trying to save Terra from Xehanort, and she wouldn’t stop protecting Ven until he woke up. She wouldn’t ever… She wished she could believe it.

Axel couldn’t help the flinch that went through him as Sora spoke onscreen. ‘But not as bad as never getting them back.’ In his mind, blue hair and yellow eyes were backlit by the sunset of Radiant Gardens. Have I lost you Isa? I ‘got you back’, if you could call it that, but you’re still… gone. The Isa he knew was gone, lost to Saix. He never would have hurt Xion the way Saix did, never would have… Saix’s claymore slammed into Axel’s side, carving into his flesh as blood spattered the white floor beneath them. Axel choked, chakrams disappearing in the second as he fell to the ground, the seventh glaring at the former number eight and raising his claymore to finish the job-

He gritted his teeth, shutting out those memories. I lost Isa, I lost ‘Ri. I’m not getting any of them back, no matter how hard I fight.

Sora smiled as he heard himself say those words. It was hard, it was so hard losing Riku over and over again, he thought, leaning into the older boy’s side. But it would have been worse if I gave up and never saw him again. It was worth it to fight and fight and fight until I got him back. I won’t ever stop doing that.

Aladdin says that he’s right and he’s going to save Jasmine, but Donald interjects that Jafar has the lamp and they can’t just walk up to him. Aladdin says that maybe they can and that he has an idea.

“Are you guy going to trick him into becoming a genie again?” Ven wondered, watching the screen in interest. “It’s what worked last time.”

Sora shrugged. He didn’t remember what happened here. For some reason, that didn’t bother him as much as watching himself forget did. He knew Naminé fixed it and now that they were seeing it, he would know it. He just hoped he didn’t do anything bad as he lost his memories. Would he even? Would he change if he lost his memories?

Jafar was in front of the palace with an unconscious Jasmine.

Now, knowing what Jafar intended for Jasmine, it made Kairi even more uneasy to see them together. You better beat him Sora, she thought. You better.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy run up to him, with Jafar asking if Aladdin has given up on Jasmine already. Sora says that they’re here to defeat him and Jafar says he won’t waste a wish on the likes of them and that he’ll take care of them himself, moving towards them.

“Oh,” Vanitas said under his breath, mind connecting the dots. They’re just doing what Jafar attempted to do to them, aren’t they? Force him to use all his wishes. I wonder if…

Sora tells Aladdin ‘now’ and Aladdin jumps down from his hiding spot, heading to Jasmine. Jafar tells the Genie to seize Aladdin, with the Genie apologizing as he knocks Aladdin away.

Yep, Vanitas thought as Aladdin forced himself back to his feet. They are indeed.

Aqua had looked over when Vanitas had muttered, narrowing her eyes at the darkness user. What is he thinking? She wondered. Did he… realize what they were doing? Vanitas’s actions from earlier hadn’t left her mind, the way he was able to break Naminé out of her flashback when none of them could. Just how smart are you? She tried to ignore the worry and fear that rose up in her when she thought that. It’s fine, she told herself. We can still beat him, even if he’s smart. There’s more of us and even he can’t win against seven Keyblade Wielders. We’ll take care of him once we’re out of here.

Aladdin tells Jafar that he fell for it and when Jafar questions it, Sora says that he just used his second wish and only has one more left. Aladdin tells him if he uses his third wish to win Jasmine’s heart, he’ll still have to deal with them.

“And we can beat him,” Sora promised, smiling as he watched the plan unfold in front of him.

The Genie tells them that it was smart, and Jafar says that it changes nothing. He has the Genie turn him into a genie with his last wish.

“Good,” Kairi said firmly, as Sora, Donald, and Goofy faced down Jafar. She could see Aladdin getting Jasmine’s body away from battle. “Now you just have to grab the lamp.”

“And then Jafar’s done,” Sora finished with a victorious grin.

As Sora faces down Jafar, Donald and Goofy turn into cards.

“Ah, of course,” Aqua muttered. “Just when you needed them.”

“It’s okay, I just need Jafar’s lamp,” Sora reassured her. “I can do it on my own.”

You shouldn’t have to though, Aqua thought, gazing at him but not letting the concern show on her face. For any of it.

Sora backs up, dodging one of Jafar’s attacks, but the Keyblade does nothing against him. Sora pauses in shock and gets hit backwards.

“Wait, why can’t the Keyblade do anything?” Roxas asked, worry for his Somebody rushing through him. “Didn’t it work last time?”

“Yeah, it did,” Sora replied, frowning at the screen. “I wonder…”

“Well, you guys ‘defeated’ him by getting his lamp right?” Terra asked, getting a nod from Sora. “Maybe your memories, or the Castle, twisted that memory a little bit until the only way you can defeat this version of him is to get the lamp.”

“That’s weird,” Kairi muttered, worried again for the Sora onscreen as now he was alone and couldn’t hurt Jafar with his Keyblade.

“Castle Oblivion is weird,” Naminé noted, finishing up the shooting stars that streaked across the sky of her drawing. Its heart does what it wants.

None of them could really argue with that.

Sora thinks, unable to remember how they defeated Jafar last time.

Sora swallowed, doing his best not to freeze or flinch. It’s fine, I’m fine, he told himself. I’m still myself, even when losing memories. I still have my memories of Riku and Kairi so it’s not as bad. I’m doing this to save Naminé, so I don’t mind losing a few memories if it means getting her out of the Organization’s hands.

Still, he leaned a little deeper into Riku’s side.

He spots the lamp sitting on the ground a ways away and realizes that it can help. He moves towards the lamp while fighting Jafar, before being able to grab it and wishes that Jafar would be stuck in the lamp like a true genie.

Kairi sighed in relief as Jafar vanished, glad that Sora was out of danger. She looked over, a little worried about the lost expression on his face. Was it because he wasn’t remembering as well?

Goofy and Donald appear again and Aladdin heads over to them. Goofy says everything turned out okay in the end and Sora tells Aladdin he still has one wish left as he hands over the Genie’s lamp.

He will probably use that one to free the Genie, right? Terra thought. While there are small differences, the storylines seem mostly the same. The Genie should still be freed.

The Genie says that it’s time to make a prince out of Aladdin and tells Aladdin not to worry about him, that genies can’t be choosers and Aladdin’s probably still miffed about the whole ‘working for Jafar’ thing.

You didn’t have a choice, Vanitas’s mind spat out, one of his hands curling into a fist. You didn’t choose that, you couldn’t say no. Neither could you.

The Genie tells Aladdin to wish for what’s really in his heart, assuming that it’ll be to be a prince, but Aladdin instead wishes for his freedom.

There were smiles all around the room as the Genie became free again.

Aladdin says that now no one like Jafar can use the Genie for evil again and the Genie thanks him but asks what about Jasmine. Aladdin says that if he used the Genie’s magic to win Jasmine, he’d be no better than Jafar and that Jasmine means the world to him, he’ll just show her the real him.

I highly doubt that you’d be as bad as Jafar, but I get the concept, Kairi thought, smiling as she thought about the two of them. You’ll be happy together, I know it.

Aladdin thanks Sora and Sora tells him good luck, with Aladdin returning the sentiment. When Sora questions him, Aladdin says that when he was ready to give up, Sora’s words inspired him, and that Sora much be looking for someone he cares about too.

Sora smiled, twisting slightly so he could press his forehead into Riku’s shoulder, grabbing Riku’s hand and holding it tightly. I was, he thought, feeling Riku’s hand tighten a little around his. I really was.

Riku frantically tried to make the heat in his cheek go away.

Sora says he is and that they have to keep searching, so he wishes Aladdin good luck with Jasmine, and he hopes she likes him back. A door appears behind them and Goofy and Donald head toward it, calling back to Sora, who runs to them and follows them out.

And on we go, Sora thought, taking a deep breath. He still didn’t completely know how he felt about everything that he was watching, but he knew that it would all be for the greater good. I can stand to lose a few memories if it means helping Naminé and defeating the Organization in some way, he reasoned. It’ll be fine.

It’ll all be fine in the end.

Notes:

So, this is a little later than I wanted to get it out but it kind of fought me the whole way and I couldn't really find time to write for a while. But it's out now, so hopefully no hard feelings?

Truthfully, the updates are probably going to slow down to about once every two or three weeks. I've noticed that it's kind of hard to continue at the pace I've been going, especially when I've got other projects I want to work on. I'm still going to try and update at least twice a month, but it won't be the once a week that I've done in the past. Sorry!

Notes:
1. I feel bad saying this, as I pride myself on being at least fairly knowledgeable about Kingdom Hearts (as much as one can be, with all the craziness of this franchise) but I'm only 80% sure that I got the person that Axel was referencing when comparing him to Sora right. I'm pretty sure he's talking about Xemnas and thus Ansem SOD, but I'm not 100% sure like with other decisions. If I'm wrong, please tell me and I'll go back and edit the chapter.
2. Also the little flashback that Axel had to a fight between him and Saix doesn't actually happen in the games, but does appear in the books, so I'm using it now.

Well, I hope everyone enjoys this chapter! Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I'll see all of y'all in the next update!

Chapter 25: A Memory of Monstro

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

As they’re walking through the next white room, Sora pauses and wonders who that could have been before in his vision and remarks that it wasn’t Kairi. He says that she’s another girl but can’t remember her name.

“Why would I think I would know her name?” Sora murmured, before remembering the earlier conversation with Naminé. “Oh, is this because you’re adding memories of you into my mind?” He asked, turning to the girl, and Naminé nodded once, biting her lip. Good, Sora thought. Hopefully that’ll motivate me into finding her quicker. She shouldn’t suffer here anymore than she has to.

Donald calls back to Sora, saying that Sora wants to find Riku and the King, doesn’t he, and Sora says yes. Sora murmurs to himself that it was just on the tip of his tongue, and Goofy remarks that it seems like Sora’s in another world.

Because of me, Naminé thought, looking down at the drawing in her hands. Because I’m messing with his True Memory. It wasn’t done yet, but I was… starting to get there.

Donald tells him to snap out of it and that they’ve got to find the King and Riku. In another room, Naminé is drawing a picture of four children together.

“Is that…” Kairi murmured, trying to get a better look at the drawing. “Is that us?” Riku bit his lip, looking down and off to the side. He knew how much Naminé just wanted friends, wanted connections. But it still hurt him to see the evidence of Naminé’s tampering with Sora’s memory. Don’t get him wrong, he knew it wasn’t her fault and she never would have done it if she had the choice. But this had still led to a year without Sora, with barely any memories of him.

And it also hurt to see Naminé loneliness and fear shown on the screen. He probably could have been a better friend to her during that year, especially with the fact that he left her with DiZ for portions of a time when he knew how he felt about Nobodies but…

Everything had just hurt that year.

“Naminé?” Sora prompted after a second and Naminé nodded once to Kairi’s question.

“Yeah,” she answered, voice quiet. “I was… inserting myself into your memories. While it didn’t really help per say, I liked drawing some of those fake memories. It helped them… almost feel real.” Something she had desperately needed.

And then she had instead shifted to drawing pictures of other people’s memories and that had just made the goodbye with Xion and Roxas all the worse.

“Well, when we get out of here, we can make some real memories,” Sora told her with a smile. “And then you can draw those.” She couldn’t help the small smile that crossed her face at that.

While Donald and Goofy move to go towards the next door, Sora says that he remembers and that there was another girl. Donald is confused, looking around, and Sora says that he means back on the Islands where he used to live.

Sora couldn’t help the way he recoiled slightly from the screen when he saw himself saying that. He knew it wasn’t in bad faith, he knew that Naminé wasn’t doing it for her own gain, but seeing himself with fake memories, so certain they were real was… scary.

How far did this go? He thought, hand unconsciously reaching out for Riku’s and grasping it tightly. How many memories of Naminé did I have in my head by the time they started to get fixed? He paused, rolling the thought over in his head. I can see now why I needed my memories fixed. He bit his lip and looked over to the couch where Naminé was sitting. But… why couldn’t I just keep the memories? Had I just kept my memories, with a childhood of me and Riku and Kairi and Naminé, wouldn’t it have been better for Naminé? She could have had a friend? And even if the memory wasn’t real, the feelings associated with it would have been. She could have come home with me, she had knowledge of what Destiny Islands were like, and then she could have been safe. Why did I need to forget?

Goofy tries to remember the name of his home but can’t and Sora corrects him. He says that there was another girl who played with him, Kairi, and Riku when they were younger and that the four of them were friends.

Kairi looked over at her Nobody, who was carefully not making eye contact with anyone. She thought it was kind of sad that the first memory that Naminé ever gave to Sora was of them playing together, all happy. That showed what Naminé really wanted.

Naminé listened to Sora describe them as a group of four. So, this is before I really started to replace Kairi’s spot and Sora’s feelings of Riku, she thought. Could I have kept that? If I hadn’t gone farther, would he had still tried to rescue me?

Aqua carefully looked between the two couches, holding her hands tightly in her lap. She couldn’t help the worried feeling that was building in her chest. This wasn’t going to end well, she could already tell. She just couldn’t figure out which person was going to break first.

Jiminy hops up onto Sora’s shoulder and tells Sora that this is the first time Sora’s ever spoken about her. Sora says that he apparently forgot all about her and thinks that she went away when he was really little.

“Why that story?” Roxas asked, looking over at Naminé. As much as he didn’t want to hurt her, they had been there for each other when they were both fading away, he did want to know about this. He hadn’t been there for this and everything he learned about that happened while he was trapped in the Organization was new and exciting, in a twisted way. The worlds were so much bigger than he had ever dreamed.

“It was… easier,” Naminé replied, running her fingers over her drawing. “Sora already had memories of a ‘great change’ that happened when he was young.” She looked up to gaze at Kairi, who blinked in surprise when she realized that Naminé was talking about her or more specifically, her arrival. “And memories are often forgotten as people get older. It would make sense why Sora wouldn’t ‘remember’ me.”

Donald asks Sora why he thinks he remembers now, and Sora says he’s not sure, saying that it’s been coming back in pieces as they go through the castle. Goofy asks if he remembers her name and Sora admits that he doesn’t.

“I wonder why…” Terra murmured to himself, looking over to Naminé for the quickest second. Why isn’t she just adding all the memories at once? If Sora suddenly remembered everything and remembered how much he cared about her, wouldn’t he have moved through the castle quicker? Why wait so long and only give so little?

What would have been the reason to introduce them slowly?

Sora says he feels kind of dumb and that they said they weren’t going to forget their friends but now he can’t remember her name.

“Sora, take it from someone who has forgotten someone,” Axel said drily, looking over at the younger boy. “If Naminé had been real, you can’t blame yourself for not remembering her. Had the story been true, you would have lost her when you have been… four or five, I guess? It makes sense for you not to remember her.”

“I know,” Sora replied, rubbing the back of his head. But if she was a friend of mine, I had to remember her. My friends are my power and all that. The fact that I could forget a friend of mine…

“Who’d you forget Axel?” Xion asked quietly, having been listening, and Axel jumped slightly. As he turned to look at her, he could see the blurriest form of his little sister in his mind’s eye, all he could remember of her. ‘Ri… He knew that wasn’t her name, but he couldn’t remember anything more.

“Just… someone I knew once,” he replied, giving Xion an easy smile that only felt a little fake. He was not going to talk about his dead little sister that still haunted him in front of everyone in that room. At least, not prepared. “From before I was a Nobody.”

Goody says he shouldn’t be worrying and that if it’s been coming back to him in bits and pieces, Sora’s likely to remember her name just like he’s been remembering everything else.

After I replace more memories, Naminé thought, getting the urge to crinkle the paper beneath her hands. How dare she draw this image, when it was the most important memory she had twisted to her own uses? After I take more from you.

Sora nods and Goofy reassures him that something is bound to make him remember her. Donald wonders why Sora never mentioned her before while the three of them walk up to the next door, Sora pulling out a card and pressing it to the door.

Riku’s eyes widened when he saw the card that Sora had been holding. Monstro… when everything started to truly go wrong. He looked down at Sora, not being able to stop the smile when he saw Sora tracing the lines of Riku’s palm again. If the floors have been making recreations of everyone who appeared in the different worlds, will Sora have to face another version of me? Someone who’s still lost in the darkness? He didn’t know how he would handle watching that.

Sora and the others look around, with Sora saying that it’s such a weird place and that everything’s springy and soft.

The rest of the watchers, who hadn’t managed to catch a glimpse of the card before it activated the door, all either sucked in breaths or looked over at the Destiny Islands couch, mostly on instinct or in concern. Kairi gazed over at her friends, worried about their reactions, while Sora paused, biting his cheek. Monstro, he thought. I remember this place. He looked at his past self. Maybe it’s better that I don’t remember what happened here.

But remember, it's not Riku's fault. Nothing was his fault. It's the darkness's fault.

“Um, Axel,” Ven started, having come to a similar conclusion to Riku. “When people appear in the floors, they’re people from Sora’s memories of when he interacted with the world, right?” Axel nodded once and Aqua tried not to flinch when Ven turned to someone else for knowledge about their world. Stupid, you should know these answers, she thought.

“Why do you ask?” Mickey asked and Ven shot another glance at Sora and Riku.

“I’m just wondering if… a version of Riku is going to show up.” Sora’s eyes widened, the thought not even having passed through his mind, and Riku winced.

“I hope not,” he muttered, looking down at his hands. The interactions with a version of his past self those couple of times had been enough. He hoped Sora hadn’t had to face someone like that while he was already struggling with so much.

Axel, unfortunately, didn't have an answer for Ven.

Goofy asks if Sora remembers coming here before and Sora admits not very well. Goofy says it’s nice and warm and he’s starting to feel like taking a nap, but a voice interrupts them, telling them that they should be more worried.

Riku looked off to the side as Pinocchio came onscreen, the memories of the last time that he saw the boy flashing through his head. He still needed to apologize to him and his father. Honestly, he needed to apologize to everyone he had hurt when he was under Maleficent’s influence, but he just… couldn’t manage to make himself. It was… too hard. Perhaps, now that Sora was back, he just might be able to.

Pinocchio tells them they’re in the belly of Monstro the Whale and Jiminy hops down from Sora’s shoulder, saying that he recognizes the voice. He calls for Pinocchio and tells him to come out, which Pinocchio listens to.

Naminé looked down at the paper one more time before flipping past it, moving onto the next blank sheet. If she didn’t have to… reveal everything yet, she certainly wasn’t going to continue to look at what she had done.

Pinocchio recognizes Jiminy and says that he thought he’d never see him again. Jiminy tells Pinocchio that he’d always find him because he’s his conscience and that he’d always be there as a guide.

“A guide,” Aqua murmured to herself, mind leaning back towards her memories of the past. If there had been someone for her and her friends, someone to help them figure out what was right and wrong, would everything had happened as it had? You could argue that they were the people supposed to figure out what was right and wrong, but they had been, or Ven had been, children. She and Terra were adults, barely, and she was a Master. They should have known better; they should have been better. She should have been better.

Pinocchio tells Jiminy that he’s been a good boy while Jiminy has been gone, saying that he didn’t tell a single lie, only for his nose to prove otherwise.

“I forgot about that,” Axel muttered, rubbing the space between his eyes slightly, mostly so he could school his face back from where it had twisted again as thoughts of ‘Ri continued to hammer him, and shaking his head slightly. “Still weird.”

Jiminy is disappointed but Pinocchio asks them how they ended up inside Monstro anyway. Sora says they used a special way and Goofy says that it was so special they don’t know how they did it.

“Hmm?” Vanitas was the one, surprisingly, to voice his confusion, tipping his head to the side slightly. “Don’t you all know what’s going on?”

“I mean, we should,” Sora replied, biting down on his lip. Are we forgetting more things? His breath quickened the slightest bit. Have we already forgotten Castle Oblivion?

“I don’t think so,” Naminé said softly, looking up from the blank page she had yet to start drawing on. “You shouldn’t be forgetting this much so soon. You should only be forgetting what you did before the castle.”

“Maybe it’s just Goofy being Goofy?” Ven offered, but Sora only relaxed fractionally.

“It might be referring to how you still don’t really know how Castle Oblivion works,” Kairi told Sora, trying to cheer him up. She reached over and placed a hand on his shoulder, unable to grasp his hands as they were holding Riku’s. “That could be what Goofy is talking about.”

“Maybe,” Sora murmured.

Pinocchio says that’s too bad as he was hoping they could help him and his father escape. Jiminy is surprised that Geppetto is here, and Pinocchio says to follow him.

As they watched the past Sora move through Monstro following Pinocchio, Riku took a deep breath. If Sora were come across a dark version of himself, if he had to face that memory… He would be here, with this Sora, who was watching. He would make sure that Sora didn’t believe anything that the old version of him said.

The five of them enter a different part of Monstro, where a ship was sitting, and Geppetto was pacing, wondering where Pinocchio went. Jiminy calls out to him and Geppetto is surprised, asking how in the world Jiminy got there.

“How did Jiminy get separated from them when their world first fell to darkness, I wonder?” Axel wondered, giving Naminé a quick look to make sure she was still okay. “It seems like Jiminy was always with them and yet, he ended up in Disney Castle when they ended up eaten by Monstro.”

“Maybe they were separated,” Mickey said. Jiminy hadn’t ever told them what had happened to him when his world fell to darkness, but it really wasn’t something talked about, so it wasn’t that strange. Worlds falling like that were traumatic for all that had experienced it and it was just common courtesy to not ask why the new neighbor was there.

“I wonder why though,” Axel shrugged.

“I can ask Jiminy when we’re out of here,” Sora piped up, looking away from the screen to look at the couch across from him. Axel nodded his head in acknowledgement.

Jiminy asks how a clockmaker winds up in a whale’s belly and Geppetto says that he went out in search of Pinocchio after the boy ran away and got swallowed by the whale.

“So, Pinocchio ran away and Geppetto went after him, causing Jiminy to get separated from them,” Terra muttered, trying to figure out the timeline. “And during this time was when their world started falling to darkness, ending with Jiminy in DisneyTown and the two of them in Monstro’s belly. Perhaps it protected them from being lost to the darkness with their world.”

“Monstro was shown to be able to survive in the Ocean Between,” Aqua agreed. Though, that was going under the assumption that what memory Geppetto was saying was the actual truth and not a fabrication by Castle Oblivion, which was always a possibility.

Sora says that they’re now trapped but Geppetto says it’s not so bad now that he and Pinocchio are together. He says that there’s nothing better than being reunited with someone you care about.

Sora couldn’t help the way he perked up a little when he heard that. His mouth twitched into a smile. Reaching out, he grasped one of Kairi’s hands, holding it tightly as he did Riku’s. He’s right, he thought, watching his younger self say he knows what Geppetto means. There’s nothing better than being reunited with someone you lost. I’m reunited with Kairi and Riku now and all this, all that I’m watching and went through, all of it is worth it to find them. All of it will be worth it if I can help save Naminé, Ven, Roxas, and all of the rest. We came here to see the future and everything we’ll see us do will be worth it to save them.

I’ll save of all them.

Geppetto says he doesn’t care if he’s trapped as long as he has Pinocchio and says that he’s a good boy. Jiminy says that Pinocchio still tells fibs but with a little help from Jiminy and Geppetto laughs, telling Jiminy that he worries too much.

Mickey, watching this, was glad yet again that Minnie had decided to have Jiminy go along with Donald and Goofy to find Sora. Donald and Goofy were good with kids, yes, but Jiminy had been someone’s conscience. And while they hadn’t seen it that often, it was certain that the small cricket had helped Sora many times.

Donald notices that Pinocchio isn’t there anymore and Sora calls out for him, wondering where he went this time.

“That child has no sense of self preservation,” Aqua said with a shake of her head. She couldn’t help the way she looked at Ven for the quickest second as she said that however. In a way, it reminded her of Ven, before everything happened.

Geppetto says he’s probably off exploring and that he's been poking around everywhere inside this monster. Geppetto tells them that Pinocchio won’t tell him why it’s so important and that he tells Pinocchio that it’s dangerous, but Pinocchio doesn’t listen.

Vanitas shook his head slightly. How was that child alive? The only way people who walk randomly into dark spaces survive is if they’ve got someone strong to protect them. “⸮ereht enoyna sI ⸮olleH” He pressed a hand to his temple against the headache.

Jiminy says that the boy certainly is a handful and asks Sora if he would. Sora says he knows and that Jiminy wants them to help find Pinocchio before telling Goofy and Donald that they should go and running off after Pinocchio.

Sora frowned ever so slightly at his past self. His tone… it wasn’t big, barely a shift in the connotation but… His past self sounded annoyed, almost. Like he didn’t want to look for Pinocchio and instead keep heading on. Why would I…? There wasn’t any reason for him to be upset. Sure, his past self needed to find Naminé and rescue her but he didn’t know she was there quite yet, besides the few memories he was starting to get, and even then, he didn’t know that Naminé was there. So why would he be acting that way?

Sora, Donald, and Goofy fight against multiple Heartless as they move through Monstro before Goofy says that he thinks he saw Pinocchio over one way. They move towards it, with Sora asking Goofy if he found him, but Goofy says that he remembered that he went that way.

Xion smiled slightly as she watched them run towards where Goofy was pointing. If Goofy was remembering some things from before, then that probably meant that Sora was as well. And that was good. Memories were important, she knew that very well.

Goofy elaborates that he gets the feeling that Pinocchio went this way last time before pausing. Donald tells Goofy not to stop so suddenly but Goofy asks that wasn’t there someone else with Pinocchio last time.

Riku sucked in a breath. It seemed pretty unlikely at this point that a version of himself would show up, but… He couldn’t help the way that his gaze moved to the past Sora. He knew Sora forgot a lot thanks to Naminé’s meddlings but… Sora wouldn’t forget him, right? He knew he didn’t deserve to be so worried about it but… He couldn’t help the way his heart hammered in his chest.

Sora shook himself out of the thoughts he had fallen into thanks to what he heard in his tone as Goofy said that. Yeah, Riku was there, he thought. And my past self is about to tell Goofy that, right?

Sora pauses, confused.

Sora felt like a bucket of ice water had just been dumped on him.

“Riku was there,” he whispered through numb lips. “Riku was there, and we argued, but Riku was there.” He twisted to look up at the older boy, trying to stop his breathing from where it was starting to pick up. “You were there, I should know this. Why am I forgetting this, you’re my friend, I shouldn’t be forgetting this, I can’t-

“Sora, Sora, breath,” Riku said in return, reaching out to grasp the hand that Sora had been using to hold his and pressed it up to Sora’s chest. “Take deep breaths. It’s okay.”

“I’m forgetting, Riku, I can’t,” Sora sputtered out, swallowing heavily, and Kairi reached up behind them, placing a hand on Sora’s back to try and help calm him. Terra watched carefully, ready to intervene if Sora devolved into a panic attack. Aqua looked worried, wanting to reach out and help but knowing she wouldn’t be. She instead gripped her hands tightly together, not registering when her nails broke skin.

“You’re not forgetting me,” Riku reassured him, reaching out his other hand and rubbed it down Sora’s arm in a soothing gesture, ignoring his own thoughts on the matter. “Maybe you just forgot that I was there specifically, but you couldn’t have forgotten me.” The words that fell from his lips were meant to reassure and support Sora and hopefully they worked. “You could never forget me. You could never forget Kairi.”

Sora choked on his breath, trying to focus on Riku’s grip. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts, he chanted to himself, trying to shove back the worry that was attempting to invade his mind. This ship runs on smiles, no one wants to see you break down, you can't save anyone if you're breaking down. In his mind, he grasped the memory of being reunited with Riku, holding it tightly. If I forgot him, I got him back, he told himself. I got him back; I didn’t lose him.

Roxas watched all this with wide eyes, holding his hands tightly in his lap and tried not to think of a plaza in Twilight Town and a girl he couldn’t quite remember as she faded in his arms. Even if he had his memories of her back now, the fact that he had forgotten her… He looked over to Sora, at his ashen face and his grip on Riku’s hand. I know what you feel like.

Naminé felt like she was going to throw up. You did this, you did this, you monster.

“Better now?” Riku questioned after a couple of seconds, as Sora’s breath evened back out, and Sora didn’t reply for another moment before nodding unsteadily. Riku nodded once back before being abruptly reminded that he was holding Sora rather close. He immediately pulled his hand off of Sora’s arms, untangling his other hand from their shared embrace. He looked behind Sora to Kairi, who was watching the younger boy worriedly, and nudged Sora backwards slightly, allowing Kairi to wrap an arm around him and hold him close. Good, Kairi should be helping him. What were you thinking, getting between them?

“Sora?” Aqua asked after a moment and waited until Sora’s gaze landed back on her. “Can we go on?” Sora paused before nodding. He looked over to Riku, swallowing. Of course, Riku is unnerved that I forgot him, he thought, missing the way Riku had held his hand. What kind of person forgets their best friend?

Sora asks Donald if he remembers and Goofy asks Sora if he remembers why they entered the Castle. Sora says to find the King and Riku.

“See Sora?” Riku said softly and Sora turned to look at him, squirming out of Kairi’s hold slightly. “You didn’t forget about me.”

“I forgot you were there,” he insisted and Riku simply shook his head.

“I’m sure it’s fine,” he replied with a smile and Sora blinked slightly in shock. How was it fine?

Riku looked away after a second. I forgot you worse, he thought. I could barely remember your name, barely remember what you looked like. Couldn’t even remember most of our times together except that one night.

Goofy says that he remembers, and Sora says of course he does.

Of course, I do, Sora thought. How could I ever forget you? Unbidden, his hand moved up to clutch at his necklace slightly.

Goofy says that he thinks that Riku was here before and that he thinks Riku took Pinocchio. Sora says that he can’t remember, neither can Donald, and Goofy wonders if he’s just making it up.

You’re not, Sora thought. You’re not. It’s Naminé’s fault. He immediately felt sick after thinking that. How could I? Naminé is just trying not to get hurt further. She’s just doing what she can so she can be saved. It’s fine, everything’s fine. It all worked out. He couldn’t help but remember his thoughts from just a few minutes prior, about keeping the slightly changed memories. It doesn’t mean anything, I still remember Riku. But… If remembering Naminé means forgetting Riku… I don’t think I could. But, what about Naminé?

His thoughts spun in endless circles.

Pinocchio screams off in the distance and the three of them start running towards it. They end up in a room where Donald destroys a Heartless about to attack Pinocchio.

Axel frowned at the room. Wasn’t that the same room they fought the Heartless in before? He paused, before shrugging. Well, they had rehashed every other fight they’d had so, he shouldn’t be that surprised that they would rehash this one as well. Even if it was without Riku.

Jiminy asks Pinocchio what he was thinking and that Geppetto worries when he wanders off. Pinocchio apologizes and Sora asks him what he’s doing anyway, with Pinocchio replying that he’s looking for treasure, only for his nose to rat him out.

“I wonder what he is doing,” Ven wondered, thinking back. “Before he walked off because Riku lured him but Riku’s not here right now so…”

None of them knew an answer.

Jiminy scolds Pinocchio, with Goofy telling Jiminy not to be so hard on Pinocchio and tells Pinocchio that they promise not to get mad at him and if that’s why he’s afraid to tell.

Mickey smiled. He had heard that tone of voice many times as he watched Goofy raise Max. Goofy was a born parent and no matter what child he came across, he was going to parent them in some way.

Goofy tells him that he can tell them the truth and to put his faith in them. Pinocchio admits that he’s looking for a way out and that Geppetto says that he’s happy but that it’s Pinocchio’s fault they’re stuck in there because he shouldn’t have run away from home.

“Oh Pinocchio,” Sora murmured. “It’s not your fault.” Neither of them had known that Monstro would eat them. I wonder, did the real Pinocchio feel that way? He wondered, having to remind himself that he wasn’t seeing the real Pinocchio. Did he blame himself?

Fascinating, Aqua thought, going over it in her head. I wonder if this is Sora’s thinking. Does he subconsciously blame himself for getting him and his friends stuck in Castle Oblivion? But why? It’s not his fault.

Pinocchio says that he wants to help Geppetto, but he’ll worry if he tells him what he’s doing and Jiminy realizes that’s why he thought he had to lie. Goofy says that he just loves his dad and Donald tells him that all he needs now is courage.

“Courage for what?” Roxas wondered, but Xion only shrugged. She didn’t know what Donald was talking about either.

Pinocchio is confused and Donald tells him to tell Geppetto the truth. Goofy tells Pinocchio that if Geppetto knew how Pinocchio really felt, Geppetto would help Pinocchio find a way out and Sora says that they’ll give him a hand.

Sora was glad that whatever earlier hesitance there seemed to be with his past self had vanished. His onscreen self seemed very willing to help Pinocchio, which was good. I wonder what had happened that one time, he thought. I’m supposed to help everyone so why was I… unwilling to?

Pinocchio says he’ll give it a try and asks Jiminy to wish him luck. Jiminy tells him no more keeping secrets and Pinocchio says that he’ll be brave and tell his father how he feels. Jiminy starts to say that his nose won’t grow anymore, but they’re cut off when a giant Heartless falls from the ceiling and eats Pinocchio.

“And it’s the same Heartless from before,” Kairi muttered while shaking her head. You would think at this point, she’d be used to it.

“You sure you can handle it on your own, Sora?” Riku asked with a smile, trying to bring some levity back to the room, and Sora smirked back at him.

“Of course,” he chirped back.

Donald and Goofy turn into cards.

“Of course,” several people in the room muttered.

“At least it shows that this will be the last fight?” Sora tried with a slow shrug and Kairi simply shook her head.

“You’re too optimistic,” she told him, but she was smiling.

Pinocchio calls out for help while Sora starts attacking the Heartless. Sora tells Pinocchio not to give up, but Pinocchio says he’s scared.

“No kidding he’s scared,” Axel said, giving the screen a look. “That kid is what, six?”

“A little older, I think,” Sora replied but Axel still shook his head.

“Still allowed to be scared,” he replied and no he wasn’t seeing ‘Ri when he looked at Pinocchio, that was just silly.

Sora tells Pinocchio to be brave and when Pinocchio asks how, Sora tells him to have courage and to try and fight his way out. Pinocchio pauses before starting to jump around in the Heartless’s mouth, ending with the Heartless spitting him out.

Sora smiled when Pinocchio managed to make the Heartless spit him out, laughing slightly when Pinocchio ended up on the ground. Good job, he thought, smiling at the boy onscreen. Even if you aren’t the real Pinocchio, good job.

Sora manages to take down the Heartless once Pinocchio’s out of it and it vanishes. Jiminy hurries over to Pinocchio’s side, asking if he’s okay.

“He looks like he’s okay,” Kairi muttered, looking over the wooden boy. “He probably just got bumped as he was spit out.”

“He’s wooden,” Vanitas murmured, looking at the screen. “Can he even get hurt?”

“Of course, he can get hurt,” Ven told him. “He’s alive, isn’t he? He can get hurt then.”

Vanitas rolled his eyes. “It was just an observation, geeze.” Naminé looked up from the beginning of her next drawing, giving Vanitas a concerned look that he didn’t see.

Pinocchio says he’s okay, just a little sticky, and Sora tells him that he was great. Pinocchio thanks him before saying that he has a great idea and that the Heartless spit him out when he started fighting back.

“Oh, I get it,” Terra said, able to guess where Pinocchio’s mind was going, probably, and Aqua turned to look at him, raising an eyebrow. “No predator likes food that fights back,” he told her, darkness wrapping around his wrists and neck, holding him down, infecting him, and gave her a grin. “I bet Monstro’s the same.” But he had to keep fighting because this was his body and what about Aqua and Ven and the kid he Bequeathed to and Xehanort was just terrible-

Pinocchio says that they could try the same thing with Monstro and Donald says that it’s a good idea, saying that they should go deeper in to try it. Pinocchio wants to go with them but Jiminy tells him he should be with Geppetto and that there’s no use escaping Monstro if they’re separated again.

“What are they going to escape in?” Ven asked, tipping his head to the side. “Before, in the real world, Geppetto was building a ship. I don’t think he has one now.”

“Ven, this a copy of the world created of memories,” Terra said after a second. “I don’t think it really matters.”

“Oh, right,” Ven replied, ducking his head slightly as his cheeks heated up. “I forgot.”

“I think we’re all struggling with that,” Kairi told him, and he gave her a smile.

Pinocchio agrees and the four of them leave him behind, fighting their way through several Heartless. As they pause, Goofy thinks again and wonders if maybe they didn’t actually meet Riku in Monstro.

“Riku,” Sora murmured, turning to look at the older boy, but he just got a small smile in return.

“It’s okay,” Riku told him. “It’s not your fault.”

That doesn’t really make me feel better, Sora thought but simply smiled back at the older boy. If it wasn’t bothering Riku, why should it bother him? It did though.

Sora says that Riku and the King are in Castle Oblivion though and when Donald asks why he thinks so, Sora replies that he has a feeling, and didn’t they all get that feeling when they entered the Castle.

“Sorry,” Naminé said, lifting her gaze to look at them.

“It’s not your fault either,” Riku replied, eyes knowing. “You were just doing your best to survive.”

She was just doing what she had to do to survive, Sora repeated to himself. She’s not to blame for me not remembering Riku. I shouldn’t have forgotten him.

Goofy says they better hurry then and they stop when there’s no where else for them to go. They start attacking the walls and ceiling.

“In any other situation, that would supremely unhelpful,” Roxas noted and Xion reached behind Axel and Naminé to flick him in the head. “Hey!”

“Your comments are unhelpful,” she responded, but her eyes were twinkling and Roxas got the urge to stick his tongue out at her. Which he promptly did.

As a mature fifteen-year-old, Xion returned the gesture in kind.

Axel smiled at their antics.

Monstro starts shaking all around them and Sora, Donald, and Goofy get blown out of the room as wind whips around them.

“Are you okay?” Kairi asked, worried when the screen when black.

“I was probably just knocked out,” Sora replied and Aqua turned her head, giving him a look.

There are many things that can go wrong when you’re knocked out, she thought, raising an eyebrow. I would know well. The amount of times she had been knocked out while stuck in the Realm of Darkness was innumerable, especially once she lost her Master’s Keyblade. Headaches, memory loss, internal bleeding, leaving yourself vulnerable-

Her thoughts were thrown off when she was abruptly poked in the side and she blinked, turning to look at Terra. He gave her a grin.

“Thoughts getting too loud?” He asked and she sighed, nodding once. “Better now?”

“Better,” she replied.

The three of them wake up in the main part of Monstro’s stomach, with Sora making the comment that he knows what being shot out of cannon feels like now.

Not going to check at all for any damage? Aqua asked in her head. At least in the past couple of fights, when you all were done, you had been healing yourselves as you went. Now…

Donald looks around, wondering where Pinocchio and Geppetto are, and Jiminy says that they’re not here, so they must have gotten out safely. Sora asks what about Jiminy and he thought there was no escaping your conscience.

“True, Jiminy could have gone with them the first time,” Mickey noted, giving Sora a smile when he looked over at him. “But I think Jiminy wanted to continue to travel with you. He’s clearly having fun.”

“I’m glad,” Sora replied. “I couldn’t imagine not being with him. He’s a part of the team as Donald and Goofy are.”

Jiminy says he doesn’t mind being left behind as long as Geppetto and Pinocchio are both safe. He says that maybe Pinocchio doesn’t need him as much anymore and when Donald asks him what he means, he says that Pinocchio used to have a lot of trouble telling right from wrong, but he’s come a long way and might not need ‘Jiminy Cricket’ anymore.

Axel hummed slightly. Growing up, he thought. Nothing can stop it, no matter how much some people want it to. Learning to make your own decisions, learning to stand on your own. He looked down at his hands. Isa and I had to learn that while in the Organization which probably wasn’t the best place for it. He looked to Roxas, before his eyes moved to Xion. I hope I gave you a better place to learn these things, even if it ended in tragedy.

Jiminy says that he might have his own conscience now and he’s got to think for himself. Sora asks him if he remembers what Geppetto said and that there’s nothing better than reuniting with someone you care about.

Right, Sora thought, smiling again. He held one of Kairi’s hands, leaning gently on her side from where he had been nudged by Riku, and smiled over at Riku. Reuniting is one of the best feelings ever.

Sora tells Jiminy that he bets that Pinocchio is counting the days until he can see Jiminy again and Jiminy says he might be right. Goofy thinks about what Sora said and Donald says that the person they want to reunite with is the King.

Mickey smiled at the images of his friends. He wanted to reunite with them too, truly reunite with them, not one off meetings in the middle of battles. Them and Minnie and all the others from the Disney Castle. He’ll see them again, he knew it.

Goofy says there’s a lot more others that they care about too but they can’t remember them that well. Sora says he wants to reunite with his friends and the four of them head into the door that appeared on the wall.

Aqua blew out a slow breath as she watched Sora and the others move on from Monstro. Another floor done, she thought. Her eyes moved from the Destiny kids to Naminé settled at Axel’s side. What will happen next?

There were still clearly a great many things to be talked about. She just wondered what was going to come first.

Notes:

Man, don't you just love finals and depressive spirals keeping you from writing. Ain't that fun?

This is a shorter chapter than normal, and it took me a while to write it, so I'm sorry if it feels clunky in certain parts. I find the fact that I managed to finish it tonight a good enough feat on its own. I'm not gonna leave any notes because I kinda just wanna put this chapter out there but I want to bring attention to one thing. Aqua had several thoughts on the effects of being knocked out and how it had happened to her before. I'm trying to fix the story to make it closer to canon, so I'll let you just chew on that.

Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon and comments and Kudos are always appreciated!

Chapter 26: A Memory of Atlantica

Notes:

CW: implied/referenced child abuse; suicidal thoughts in a "I shouldn't be alive sort of way"; slight references to unwanted touch (See Larxene and Axel's whole scene)

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

As the three of them walk through the next white room, Donald pauses and turns back to Sora, asking if he’s remembered anything more about that mysterious girl.

Sora looked up at the screen in interest when he heard Donald say that. As much as the rest of what was going on with his memory worried him, it was, in a small way, interesting to see what Naminé was placing in his head. It didn’t seem like anything too strange, and it mostly just seemed like normal, everyday memories. And it isn’t like it’s shown that Naminé’s is doing this on purpose, he told himself. Maybe it’s just a side effect of what Naminé was doing, me forgetting Riku in Monstro. And I still remember him, just not that specific memory. I’m sure it’s… fine.

Still, he twisted his hands together, and breathed deeply through his nose. It was fine, Naminé fixed his memories, she was only doing this so he’d rescue her, which was a good cause, and there hadn’t been any other bad effects from it.

Sora says just bits and pieces and Goofy says that maybe he should tell them more about her as it might help Sora remember more things.

I wonder if that’s how all memories work, Axel thought, frowning slightly at the way his thoughts had gone. He hadn’t meant to but… it was true that for some reason, ‘Ri had been occupying his thoughts more than she had in the past eleven years, ever since her death. Is it because something is triggering it? What could it be? He rapped his fingers on his knee, careful to keep his expression mostly neutral. And maybe… would I remember more about ‘Ri? If Goofy is correct, of course.

He didn’t know how he felt about it.

Sora thinks back, saying that she was quiet and always drawing.

“Why do you draw?” Ven questioned, turning to look at Naminé. “You don’t have to answer, but… why did you start drawing?”

Naminé paused, looking up from the sketchbook to frown slightly. “I don’t… I don’t know,” she murmured quietly. “I think… I think it was because I needed a- a medium, if that makes sense.” She looked back down, playing with the corner of the page. “To change memories, I almost needed to… map them out.” Her words were slow, and her face twisted up slightly, as if this was the first time she was trying to figure it out. It probably was. “There could have been different ways to do it I suppose, but drawing was just… easiest, I think.” She didn’t mention how the first time she brought it up, Larxene had scoffed and turned away, muttering something about ‘useless witches’. But Marluxia had just given her a searching look before disappearing into a Dark Corridor and returning with a blank sketchbook and pencils.

“Huh,” Kairi hummed, thinking about it. “That kinda makes sense.”

Vanitas rolled his eyes at them. Of course it makes sense, he thought. She was dealing with memories, which are incredibly complicated. Of course, she needed to map them out.

Sora says that when they’d go to the beach, she’d draw a picture instead of swimming. Sora mentions that she would draw them sometimes and recalls when he and Riku fought one time about who she would draw next.

Huh, Sora thought. “Naminé, when you added memories, you tended to take inspiration from memories I already had, right?” He asked, turning to look at the girl. Said girl paused, as if in slight shock, before nodding slowly.

“Yeah,” she said softly, looking off to the side and refusing to meet his eyes. “A lot of your memories were… templates.” She bit her lip as she spoke, feeling the lie like ash on her tongue.

Sora nodded in understanding. I suppose that makes sense then why that memory seems so similar to one I have of Kairi, he thought, a small smile crossing his lips as he recalled it. Riku and I had fought each other over the right over showing Kairi the cliffs on the Play Island. Of course, Riku won, but he let me come along anyway.

Sora says that Naminé was just gone one day and that he was pretty sure the grownups knew the reason. Sora says they might have even tried to explain it to him but that he was little and probably didn’t understand what was happening.

Little kids often don’t, Axel thought, recalling back to ‘Ri. I mean, I often told her that Isa and I were sneaking into the Castle and she never seemed to register that it was bad thing we were doing. She just thought it was something cool.

Sora says he remembers crying after she was gone.

For some reason, a long-forgotten memory surfaced in Riku’s mind as Sora said that. That night on the beach, a day after meeting the strange man whom he was ninety percent sure was Terra, when Sora randomly started crying. When he had encouraged Sora to open up his heart to whoever was hurting out in the stars and help them.

He felt his mouth twitch into a frown as he thought about it. While it could just be a coincidence, if it had indeed been Terra he had met that day and that strange almost ritual Terra had done with him, was it really so far fetched to believe that the occurrence had also been connected? But what was it then? Had it… Riku’s eyes darted over to the three older Keyblade Wielders at their couch. They had been pretty clear that it had been a tragedy that had happened eleven years ago. Had one of them been the one reaching out to Sora’s heart? But why? And how?

He looked back to the boy sitting next to him before looking to the screen. Well, he supposed. We’ll probably see it if it happened.

Sora says that’s all he remembers and that he still doesn’t remember her name.

“Well, I know it now,” Sora said with a grin, trying to lighten the atmosphere slightly. It was clear that Naminé got really sad and scared whenever she had to talk about the past, which made clear sense, but that was kind of dragging the whole room down slightly. “And I’m not going to forget it this time!”

Naminé tried her best to smile back in return.

Donald says that he bets that Sora will remember it in no time.

Mickey was glad, not for the first time, that Donald and Goofy were there with Sora. It was clear that he needed their support and he happy that they weren’t always trapped in the cards and instead able to help him through the castle. He shuddered to think what it would be like for the boy if he had to go through the castle alone.

Another reason why he was glad that he had managed to stay with Riku in the darkness. Riku wouldn’t have been able to make it through the castle alone, that much he knew. And Riku shouldn’t’ve had to anyway.

Jiminy hops up onto Sora's shoulder, saying that he has to point out that Sora keeps remembering things instead of forgetting things and that it seems to him that the only way to remember the memories buried deep inside of him is to forget others.

“True Memories,” Aqua murmured.

“Theoretically,” Naminé said with a surprisingly bitter twist to her words. Her eyes skating across her drawing, getting the urge to tear up the picture and scatter the pieces to the wind. She had done this, she had hurt them, she had twisted True Memories up until there was nothing left, she had done all this-!

And for what? Because she wanted someone to save them her? Because she couldn’t take being alone anymore? Maybe it was fitting that she had vanished into Kairi’s heart. Fitting that someone like her, who had only done damage after damage to so many people (Sora, Riku, Xion, Roxas) to be absorbed into the better half of her, left alone in the dark with nothing, not even a consciousness. Maybe it was fitting. Maybe she shouldn’t even take Sora’s offer, the offer of a body for herself. She didn’t deserve it, not like Roxas and Xion did. They were much better than her in so many ways.

Goofy asks if that means they should forget in order to remember and Sora quotes what Axel had said earlier, about some memories lying so deep in their hearts that they’re out of reach.

“So you were paying attention,” Axel drawled with a smirk. “So you’re not where Roxas gets his lack of attention span, good to know.”

“Hey!” Said boy yelped in indignation, elbowing Axel had in the side. Xion laughed quietly from next to them. “I can pay attention just fine, thank you.” Axel nodded seriously, clearly not believing a thing Roxas was saying. The other teenagers in the room, minus Vanitas though he did smirk, couldn’t help the giggles that escaped them at the look on Roxas’s face and the Nobody huffed, crossing his arms and looking away.

Terra covered his own smile by ducking his head, happy that they seemed to be able to break the tension slightly in the past couple of minutes.

Sora says that all the stuff the others were saying earlier, about finding being losing and losing being finding, he didn’t get it at first, but this must have been what they were talking about.

“Sora,” Kairi said slowly, turning to look at the boy sitting next to her. Sora winced slightly, not knowing what she was going to say but recognizing the tone of voice. “Is your past self saying that he is now becoming aware that going deeper into the castle will affect his memories? And that he’s probably going to continue to go through even though he knows this?”

“Ummm,” Sora replied, rubbing the back of his head. “Maybe?”

“Sora!” Kairi exclaimed and Sora ducked his head. “What are you thinking?”

“Probably that I need to find Riku and the King!” The boy defended himself, leaning backwards slightly so he could lean on Riku’s side. “I clearly know they’re there and I don’t seem to be forgetting things that are too important!” Except when I forgot that Riku had been there in Monstro or about Hollow Bastion or about the numerous different adventures I’d had at that point or- Happy Thoughts, Happy Thoughts.

“Sora,” Riku groaned, rubbing his face with one hand definitely not to hide the blush that was trying to make its way up his face. “You’re clearly forgetting things.”

“Yes, but I still remember you!” He said, turning so he could better face the older Keyblade Wielder. “I still remember you and Kairi and the King! And if Naminé is in there, I have to save her!”

“You don’t know that Naminé is there though,” Aqua said gently, sitting forward slightly so she could better see the three teenagers. “Sora, at this point, your past self only knows that you and the others are having a strong feeling that Riku and the King are there. And now you’re losing memories and yet you still want to go on?”

“Of course!” He replied, a determined look settling onto his face. “I have to save them! That was the whole point of continuing on instead of going back to Destiny Islands! I have to find them.”

Aqua winced at his justification, biting the inside of her cheek. Sora was so young and yet he was willing to throw away his memories for his friends and the King.

“Sora,” Kairi murmured again, and Sora turned back to her.

“I saved you!” He said, reaching out to grasp one of her hands. “Now I have to save Riku and the King and Naminé. If I lose a couple of memories, that’s okay.”

That is… incredibly disturbing, Aqua thought, a glance to the side showing that Terra thought the same thing.

“Kid, it’s really not,” Axel interjected, and Sora simply shook his head. Is this where you get your self sacrificing nature, Roxas?

“How about we drop this?” Mickey asked, looking across the room. It was clear that Sora wasn’t going to back down and he didn’t want the conversation to escalate further, not until they were all more prepared for it. We can always bring it up again, maybe during a break, he thought. For now, we should try and get through the level?

While it was clear that many of the others didn’t want to let it drop, they acquiesced to the King’s request. Sora gently let go of Kairi’s hand, but didn’t move away, staying close to her.

Who told you that you had to be the savior? Aqua wondered, getting the urge to bury her face in her hands. That should have been our job. Mine and Terra’s. You should have grown up carefree and happy. If only we hadn’t failed so badly.

Goofy remarks that he’s a little jealous of Sora and asks why he, Donald, and Jiminy aren’t remembering more from their pasts.

Because I’m not messing with your memories, Naminé thought, flinching as the conversation that had just happened flashed in her mind. Sora shouldn’t have gone through all that to save her, he shouldn’t have needed to.

Donald says they should go and forget things faster.

Several people flinched as that happened. Mickey frowned, looking down. As much as Donald hadn’t meant to hurt Sora, that probably hadn’t helped. It might have only contributed to Sora losing his memories faster.

Goofy reassures Sora that with everything he’s remembered, Naminé’s name is sure to come to him soon and Donald mentions that he wishes that he had some buried memories to remember.

“He does, right?” Ven asked, trying to figure out how True Memories worked. Maybe they could help him. “You said that everyone has True Memories.”

“Yeah,” Naminé replied with a nod. “He’ll have some, even if he doesn’t remember them.”

They head deeper into the white room and the screen transitions to Axel and Larxene.

Naminé looked down at her sketchbook, taking a deep breath and doing her best not to focus on the screen. The smell of ozone drifted in her senses.

Axel hummed quietly to himself. What scene was this again?

Larxene says it was just as they intended, and their plan will continue. Axel says they should see how far this group will go before turning to leave, only for Larxene to stop him.

Ah, Axel realized, clicking his tongue slightly. This interaction. Of course. Unconsciously, his hand curled into a fist, nails biting into his palm through his glove. Calm down, he told himself. Though, it didn’t make sense why he would need to calm down. He had no emotions to worry.

Larxene tells him he had his fun on the first floor and that now it’s her turn. Axel rolls his eyes before tossing the card to her, which she catches and kisses.

“Umm… what?” Sora asked blankly, blinking at the screen in confusion, and Axel simply sighed.

“Larxene was…” He seemed to struggle for words. “A lot.” Both Roxas and Xion nodded. Again, while they hadn’t known Larxene for that long, especially Xion, she had made an… impression on both of them.

“’Was’?” Terra asked, picking up on the use of past tense, and Axel nodded to his unasked question.

“She’s dead as well,” he confirmed, and Sora swallowed slightly. Another person he didn’t remember killing. “Though, I’m here so maybe she’s survived somehow. Unless, of course, I was brought back from death.” It wasn't that he didn't believe in an afterlife, honestly the thought of it was quite comforting sometimes, that 'Ri and everyone else he had lost were somewhere safe and warm and together, but he also had to admit that it was much more realistic that after they died, people just... ended.

But if there was nothing, then how was he and Xion and Roxas and Naminé there? Roxas and Naminé had an excuse but him and Xion?

Maybe they would find out if they kept watching?

“I wonder if they’ll be a problem in the future, if they can somehow come back from dying as Nobodies,” Ven wondered, he had no idea how Nobodies worked after all, and Naminé stiffened slightly. If Larxene were to survive somehow like Axel has…

“But away, in regards to your first… expression,” Axel said with a nod to Sora. “Larxene is just strange. “It’s just been accepted at this point.”

Larxene walks over to Axel, telling him that she’s not going to just give it to him, while gently stroking Axel’s cheek.

Axel’s nails broke skin.

“Axel?” Roxas asked, twisting to look at his friend because the discomfort on Axel’s face on the screen was so obvious.

“It’s fine,” Axel said dismissively, waving his other hand in a offhand gesture. “Larxene was just… like that.” Roxas frowned. It made sense that Axel would be dismissing it because they had no emotions so there really wasn’t a way that Axel was actually feeling discomfort but… why did it feel wrong to dismiss it?

Axel backs away, telling Larxene not to break Sora. Larxene asks if she’s detecting a soft spot.

“Mostly for you,” Axel said with a grin, trying to distract away from… everything that had just happened, looking down at Roxas.

“I’m hurt,” Sora exclaimed dramatically, leaning into Kairi’s side, pressing a hand to his chest. “Ouch Axel, you don’t care for me? Even though you-” He clammed up instantly, feeling like ice had just replaced all the blood in his veins. What the… Was he just about to joke about the fact that Axel had died for him? What was wrong with him? And that was when Axel didn’t think that he would come back.

He pushed himself off Kairi, swallowing harshly. And besides, it wasn’t for you anyway, his thoughts told him. It was for Roxas because Roxas died to bring you back from slumber.

Axel raised an eyebrow at the boy who had abruptly stopped talking. Was he okay?

Larxene says she’s not going to break the toy and that she’s not dumb.

Riku’s eyes narrowed at the woman on the screen. Sora wasn’t a toy, not in any way.

Naminé flinched slightly, trying to hold her pencil steadily. Toy, pet, witch-

Axel tells her not to forget that Sora is the key and that they’re going to need him to take over the Organization.

“What?” Xion questioned, twisting so she could look at her friend better around Naminé and Axel sighed slightly.

“In simple terms, I had been informed that several people at Castle Oblivion were planning to betray the Organization,” Axel explained, trying to figure out a way to easily explain what was going on. He didn’t want to tell them what had happened after this, with Vexen, with Zexion, but he had a feeling it wasn’t going to stay secret. It seemed nothing did. “I was to… deal with them. When I got there, it didn’t take long for me to clock at least Larxene was in on the scheme and making her think that I was in on it as well was the best way to figure out who else was.”

“’Deal’ with them?” Terra asked and Axel shrugged one of his shoulders. He could frame it one way…

“I was called the ‘Assassin’ for a reason,” he responded and both Xion and Roxas nodded slowly.

“You killed them?” Roxas checked, remembering Axel's previous words, and Axel hesitated. Again, Xion and Roxas had said they wouldn't care but...

“Not… all of them,” he eventually replied. “Sora took care of some of them, as did Riku.” Both boys perked up slightly when he mentioned them, with Sora quickly devolving into another frown as he thought about these ‘people’. How many had there been? How many had he killed that he couldn’t remember. “But I killed a couple.” He didn’t need to explain how, he didn’t need to go into the gruesome details that he bet would be shown later, even if he didn’t want it to be.

"Okay," Xion muttered. She wasn't thrilled about it, but like she had thought when Axel had first confided in them about that, he couldn't have done anything too bad.

Right?

Riku and Kairi were both trying to decipher what Axel had meant when he said that Sora was the ‘Key’. Were they planning to use Sora? But how?

Riku looked up, eyes landing on Naminé. She hadn’t ever told him the true extent of how much Sora’s memories had gotten screwed up or for which particular reason, and he had never pushed because she had been through enough, but… what had been Marluxia’s eventual plan?

Larxene places a finger on his mouth, stopping him from speaking, while saying that she knows he’s in on it too.

Axel hummed quietly to himself, closing his eyes quickly so he didn’t have to see the screen. It was fine, it was just how Larxene was. Why did this bother him, he had no emotions to bother.

Larxene warns him to keep it under his hood until the time is right and disappears into a Dark Corridor. Axel smirks and tells her she would have been wise to do the same.

Aqua frowned at the screen slightly. As much as she wanted to believe that Axel had always been a great friend to Roxas and Xion, as they clearly needed that guidance, it was obvious to her, both by her observations and Axel’s own admissions, that he hadn’t always been that way. And she was just… worried. What had he done, he had admitted he had killed people, but what else had he done while in the service of the Organization? Was it something she needed to be worried about?

Was there darkness in him too that needed to be taken care of, like Riku?

She wasn't going to kill them, she wasn't, she couldn't even bring herself to kill Terra, but something had to be done. Darkness was bad, after all.

Sora walks up to the next door, pulling out another card and causing the door to shine. When the three of them walk through it, they end up in Atlantica.

“Huh,” Kairi muttered. “Atlantica. But you’re…”

“You’re not a mermaid,” Ven finished for her and tipped his head to the side slightly, thinking. “How are you breathing then?”

“Maybe because it’s Castle Oblivion?” Sora answered. “Because even though the rooms have created huge worlds before, they couldn’t do that ocean?”

“That makes sense,” Riku replied. “Shows also why you haven’t turned to mermaids, maybe because you don’t have to.”

Goofy says it looks like the bottom of the ocean.

Sora winced slightly as he watched the interaction. So Atlantica had also been pretty thoroughly forgotten as well. I’m forgetting, I’m forgetting. But it’s okay, he thought. Because I’m remembering the important things and I’m getting closer to saving Naminé. It’s fine. It’s fine.

Sora says it does and wonders why they can breathe then. Goofy says he doesn’t know and maybe someone cast a spell on them.

“Is Donald not going to bring up the fact that he did cast a spell on them the last time they were in Atlantica?” Xion questioned and Axel grimaced slightly.

“I don’t think they remember that part,” he told her, and her mouth opened in an ‘o’ shape, looking over to Sora and the other islanders. Naminé tried not to flinch, but she wasn’t sure how well she managed with that fact. Her pencil stuttered slightly from where it was creating a glowing skyline of white.

Sora says that it’s just like breathing air.

“Though, it might be?” Kairi wondered, trying to figure it out. If it looked like water and felt like water but helped breathing like air…, what was it? At this point, this might just be a moment when you say, ‘Castle Oblivion is weird’ and move on with your day.

Donald says that it’s not air and says that someone is swimming their way, pointing over to where Ariel is swimming towards them with the trident held between her hands.

“Oh,” Terra said quietly, mind quickly connecting the dots. Or what he assumed the dots to be. “Ursula has already gotten to her.”

“She… might not have?” Ven offered, but he too remembered what had happened in the real version of this world.

Vanitas, who had frozen once it became what world they were, went even stiffer at the reminder of what had happened. Remembered what this world had triggered in him. Get it together, he snapped at himself, shifting slightly in his chair, one hand curling into a tight fist even as the Unversed scratched at the inside of his chest, responding to his increase in emotions. This isn’t even the real thing, grow up, that’s just how the world works, get a grip.

Unseen by him, Naminé looked over at him through the corner of her eye, having noticed his shift. Is he okay? She thought, biting her lip.

Ariel swims up to them, shifting to hold the trident behind her back.

“Inconspicuous,” Roxas stated flatly and the teenagers all giggled.

She tells them that if anyone asks, they didn’t see her. When Donald questions her, she says she doesn’t have time to explain and asks them to promise that they won’t tell.

“I wonder who she’s running from,” Aqua wondered, her mind, like usual, going to try and place the differences between the memory worlds and the real worlds. Sure, Terra had said that it seemed like Ariel had fallen prey to Ursula’s manipulations, but it could be that she was fleeing from Ursula with the trident. Of course, that would be a pretty big change from the original world. I wonder…

Goofy asks what is the glittery thing she has and Ariel says it’s nothing, reminding them that they didn’t see her before swimming off.

Go after her! Vanitas didn’t know specifically why the thought was swirling around in his head, but he had an idea. If she’s going back to her father, stop her. He frowned, remembering what happened in the real world. Even though he ‘apologized’, which I highly doubt was real, that’s not stopping him from doing something like that again.

Donald says that it looked like she was in a hurry and Sora says that she was hiding something. They head through the world, eventually ending in the throne room, where Sebestian is floating, lamenting something.

“Well, that’s a point in the ‘something is wrong’ category,” Xion noted, and Sora nodded. Ariel had probably stolen the trident again, but for what? Was it just like before?

Sora asks what’s wrong and Sebestian answers that someone stole the king’s magic trident and now Atlantica is defenseless.

Question answered, most of the room thought. Now just to figure out why Ariel had stolen the trident.

Sebestian says to top it off, Princess Ariel has disappeared, and that King Triton is worried sick and won’t leave his chambers.

‘Worried’, right, Vanitas thought with an eyeroll.

If he’s so worried, why doesn’t he go and search for her himself? Ven questioned before blinking in surprise at his own thoughts. Where did that come from? Maybe because this reminded him of Master Eraqus sending Aqua out to follow Terra instead of trusting him and maybe it’s because Aqua was sent to find him and send him home to the prison that had been his home and-

He took a deep breath in.

Sora questions about Ariel’s disappearance.

“I wonder if you recognize her,” Kairi murmured, but Sora shook his head.

“No, remember?” He responded. “I’ve forgotten all of this.” Which wasn’t fine because he was forgetting all his friend but he was remembering Riku and the King and Kairi, but he was forgetting everything else and-

“But there’s no reason for you to be so interested in Ariel’s disappearance unless you subconsciously remembered what she looked like and connected her to the girl who had the trident,” Kairi countered with a smile. “I bet you remember her somewhere in that heart of yours.”

Sora paused, looking back at the screen. Was it possible…?

Sebestian says that Ariel’s friend Flounder knows where she was but that he’s gone too. Sora turns to the others and asks that didn’t they just see Ariel.

“See!” Kairi exclaimed, turning to Sora and gripping one of his hands. “You remember!”

“I… guess I do,” Sora replied, but felt a smile twitch on his lips. He remembered some things. Hopefully that meant he was remembering other things as well.

Goofy says they did but that Ariel didn’t look too happy to see them. Goofy says that wasn’t she carrying something with her and Sora asks if he thinks that was the trident.

“So, you remember who Ariel was but not the trident?” Roxas asked and Sora simply shrugged. He was just happy that he had clearly remembered one thing when he didn’t seem to be remembering the rest.

Jiminy says it might be and Donald injects that that means that Ariel stole it. Jiminy says there must be some explanation.

She got taken advantage of, Terra thought, feeling his hands curl into fists. Like you did, like how you helped Master Xehanort kill your master, father, Ven and Aqua and-

Sebestian worries about Ariel, going on and on, and Sora says that he’ll pop his shell if they tell him that Ariel took the trident.

Even with the tension in the room, none of them could really help the laughter that escaped them when Sora said that. Xion clapped a hand to her mouth while Kairi giggled uncontrollably. Both Naminé and Vanitas had small smiles crossing their faces while Roxas and Ven both laughed. Riku smiled when he noticed Sora laughing as well. The younger boy had been far too tense.

Goofy says they’ll have to figure this out themselves and they leave, eventually ending up in Ariel’s grotto, where Ariel is. She says that this is all her fault, and she never should have taken her father’s trident.

“Why did she take it then?” Kairi wondered but none of them had an answer.

Ursula appears and tells Ariel that she did the right thing, and that Ariel probably didn’t want anything to happen to her little friend.

“Friend?” Xion wondered but Axel got it.

“Flounder,” he replied, the pieces clicking together in his head. It wasn’t like he was a stranger to blackmail. “Sebestian mentioned that Flounder had gone missing too. Ursula probably took him and made Ariel get the trident for her in return for his safety.”

“Oh,” Sora said, already narrowing his eyes at the sea witch. He had beaten her once, he could beat her again.

Aqua’s brain, on the other hand, was already trying to grasp the parallels she had been seeing in the past couple of worlds. Ariel as Riku, Flounder as Kairi, and Ursula as Maleficent, perhaps? She wondered, tapping her fingers together and watching the screen carefully. But why this specifically?

Ursula says that poor Flounder had been swept off to the human world and that it’s no place for a little fish.

The three islanders grimaced, the meals of their upbringing flashing through their heads. Yeah, Ursula was probably right about that part.

Ursula says if they don’t hurry, Ariel might not have a friend to save but Ariel cuts her off, distraught.

‘By the time you find Terra, he might be a whole different person’, Ven’s thoughts, for some reason, pulled that memory from deep in his mind and he flinched slightly, closing his eyes. He could tell that both Aqua’s and Terra’s attentions had shifted to him when he did that, so he blew out a long breath and looked back at the screen.

“Ven?” Aqua asked but he simply shook his head. Unknown to him, a memory from the same time, though said by someone different, had surfaced in Terra’s mind as well. Though this one had more to do with death then changes.

Ursula says that Ariel isn’t even giving her the trident, just letting her borrow it for a bit.

Not manipulative at all, Vanitas thought with another eyeroll, carefully keeping his face blank as the Unversed rolled beneath his skin again. It seemed that letting them out that night had only made them more pushy in coming out again, instead of placating them like it was supposed to.

Ursula says that she can save Flounder and she only needs to give the trident to Ursula, and she’ll help.

“She’s making it sound like Flounder ended up in the human world on his own,” Xion noted but Axel shook his head slightly.

“She may be making it sound like that,” he told her. “But I bet she had something to do with it. That’s just a way to make Ariel listen to her more.”

Ariel says that she knows but that her father needs the trident to defend Atlantica and that she needs time to think. Ursula says that it’s all the same to her but reminds her that her little friend is dodging fishhooks while she sits and twiddles her thumbs.

“C’mon Sora, do something,” Kairi murmured, watching all this play out on the screen and Sora winced slightly.

“I’m sure I’m just trying to formulate a plan,” he defended his past self. “I don’t know how much I remember about this world so I might be trying to figure out how to take down Ursula.”

Ursula tells Ariel that she can come see her once she’s made up her mind and leaves. Ariel wonders about what she should do, and Sora says she shouldn’t trust Ursula, that’s for sure.

Kairi blinked slightly as she watched the screen. It wasn’t distracting, per say, it was just incredibly weird to see Sora walking and moving like normal while he was technically under the sea. Though, that itself was up for debate.

Ariel asks how long they’ve been listening, and Sora says long enough. Donald says that Sora is correct and not to trust that sea witch and that she’s up to no good.

Naminé flinched slightly at Donald’s words. They hadn’t hurt her before, they shouldn’t hurt her now but… with Larxene showing up every other scene and with… everything else that was being shown, she couldn’t really blame herself for reacting that way. Even if she had no right to react that way because that was all she was, just a witch who messed with people’s memories and didn’t deserve to exist.

Ariel says they agree then but that she doesn’t know where Flounder is and that Ursula is the only one who can help.

“Wait, so she doesn’t know that Flounder is in the human world?” Aqua brought up, going back over the words in her head. “Is Ursula the one who told her that?”

“Ursula probably has Flounder then,” Riku agreed, nodding slightly and crossing his arms over his chest. “He’s probably in her lair.”

“So, we just need to go there and beat her like I did before,” Sora concluded. “I can do that.”

“If your past self figures it out, that is,” Roxas mentioned, and Sora scowled slightly.

Sora says what about him and that they can go talk to her together. He says that Ariel shouldn’t have to do this alone.

“If talk to her means beat her into the ground, then sure, you’re on the right track,” Vanitas muttered and Naminé smiled slightly. It was obvious that Vanitas had some care for Ariel, she just didn’t know how no one else was noticing it.

Ariel asks if he’ll really come with her and Sora says he will, saying that he knows how it feels to have friends in trouble.

Sora felt his joy drop a little at that and he reached out for Riku’s hand, holding it tightly after he managed to grasp hold of it. He had been missing Riku for so long, not knowing where he was or if he was okay. Now that he had Riku back, he wasn’t ever going to let him go. So yeah, he related to Ariel a lot. He hoped that they would find Flounder safe and sound easily.

They head to Ursula’s Grotto, where Ursula is waiting for them. She asks if Ariel has made up her mind and Ariel says that she would do anything for Flounder, but she needs proof if she’s going to trust Ursula.

“Hear me out,” Roxas muttered. “How about you don’t take the trident with you when you’re going to confront the person that wants it badly enough to kidnap someone?”

“Maybe Ariel can use it?” Sora offered. “To fight back against Ursula?”

“Still, probably should have left it behind,” Terra advised, and Sora nodded. Something to take under advisement.

Ariel says that Ursula said that they could save Flounder if she gave Ursula the trident so she tells Ursula to prove it. Ursula says of course and summons Flounder.

“And this is the moment where you grab the fish and run,” Roxas snarked and Xion, Sora, and Kairi all laughed, gaining smiles from the rest of the room.

Donald says he knew something was fishy and Ursula says that if Ariel wants Flounder back, she’ll give her the trident. Ariel pauses before she does and Ursula snatches it up, saying that she’s now the ruler of the seas.

“Sora,” Kairi groaned, and Sora twisted to look at her.

“What?” He asked. “What could I have done?”

“Several things!” Kairi threw her hands up in the air. “You have a Keyblade, you have magic. Donald has magic. You could have done something.”

Sora huffed, crossing his arms and looking away. “Well, we’re going to do something now,” he defended. “I bet we’ll beat Ursula just as easy as we did the first time.”

“That was easy?” Aqua asked, raising an eyebrow at the boy. “You do remember that she grew twenty feet tall.”

Sora nodded confidently. “Yup, and we’ll beat her again while she’s twenty feet tall.”

Ariel tells Ursula to let Flounder go, which she does.

“Well, that was unexpected,” Axel remarked, but didn’t say more. What kind of villain released their hostage like that? Also, why hadn’t Flounder attempted to escape?

Ursula says that Ariel always wanted to see other worlds and she’s got the perfect world to send her to. She says that it’ll unfortunately be a one-way trip.

“What world is talking about?” Ven wondered.

“Hell,” Axel answered with a shrug. He got glares from the other adults in the room. “What? She’s trying to kill Ariel and send her to whatever afterworld they’ve got in Atlantica.”

Aqua rolled her eyes. Yeah, but you could have said it better.

Donald and Goofy turn into cards next to Sora.

“Last fight then,” Sora said. “Easy peasy.”

“I highly doubt that,” Kairi muttered, gazing at Ursula who was once again gigantic.

Sora fights off Ursula until he defeats her, causing her to shrink and vanish.

“See!” He exclaimed, turning to look at Kairi and then Aqua. “I beat her!”

“Yes, you did,” Aqua replied with a smile. “Very well done.”

Sora paused, blinking. When was the last time… someone, not another kid like him, complimented his fighting?

“Yes, yes,” Kairi responded to his prior statement with a grin. “But you’re still an idiot for not doing something sooner.” Sora simply huffed at her, mind still whirling slightly from Aqua’s compliment.

Flounder asks Ariel, who has the trident again, not to be mad at him and that Ursula tricked him.

“Hopefully she’s not mad at him,” Ven said. “Who gets mad at someone for getting captured?”

“She won’t get mad at him,” Mickey reassured. “She’s probably just as relieved as he is.”

Ariel tells Flounder that as long as he’s safe, nothing else matters. She says they just have to return the trident, and everything will be okay.

“As long as no one realizes it was them who stole the trident,” Xion muttered and Vanitas went stiff again, the last time King Triton got mad at Ariel flashing through his mind. Would Ariel be okay?

Sora asks what if the king finds out that she’s the one to steal the trident and Ariel responds that she’ll be grounded forever.

Grounded? Vanitas thought, resting his chin on his hand. What’s grounding? Is it a type of punishment? If it is, Master has probably used it on me at least once.

Sebestian calls out through the tunnel, looking for Ariel, and Ariel realizes that Sebestian came all this way to find her. Goofy says that she’s probably going to get it when he arrives.

Vanitas flinched backwards. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” “What good are apologizes when you clearly never learn.” “I’m sorry, WAIT-!“

Sora brings up that Ariel could just say that the witch stole the trident.

“Encouraging lying now?” Kairi asked with a smirk, nudging Sora in the side. “Where has ‘golden boy’ gone?”

“He never existed,” Riku replied instead, many of the exploits Sora had gotten up to in his life flashing in front of his eyes, and Kairi and Sora both burst into laughter.

Sora says that Ariel could say that she got it back herself and then she won’t get in trouble. Ariel says she had the same idea, but she can’t do that.

“Why?” Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow. “You could totally do that.”

“It would make her feel bad,” Terra explained, and Roxas shook his head.

“She still should.”

Ariel says she doesn’t want to get in trouble, but she shouldn’t lie.

He’ll probably see through it anyway, Vanitas thought, breath racing from the flashbacks that were attacking his brain. His nails dug into the arms of his chair. Master always saw through anything I tried to say. Even if that thing was the truth.

Ariel says she knows that she hasn’t made the best decisions lately and that it was a mistake to take the trident, even if she took it to help Flounder.

I don’t really see that, but, y’know, whatever makes you happy, Roxas thought with a shrug.

Ariel says that blaming someone else wouldn’t help those feelings go away. Jiminy says she’s right and that honesty is the best policy.

Several people wrinkled their noses at that. Sure, honesty was the best policy when you were in a safe environment but anywhere else…

Sora laughs and says that now he’s in hot water. They say goodbye to Ariel and leave the world as Ariel moves to meet Sebestian.

Well, that’s the end of that, Mickey thought, looking around the room at the teenagers, who seemed better emotionally than before. Hopefully they’ll stay that way. I wonder how much is left.

Axel looked over to the side at Naminé, who was focused on her drawing. If he still had emotions, he might think that there was nervousness building in him. After all, he knew what was coming next, he had seen it happen. And it probably wouldn’t be good for anyone in the room.

Notes:

I'm really sorry this chapter didn't come out sooner but I am currently in one of the worst depressive spirals I have ever been in. I can barely make myself do the things that I absolutely need to do, so I don't have any energy for other activities. But I managed to get this done and I hope you like it, even if it's a shorter chapter.

Notes:
1. The reason I put a warning for Larxene's whole... thing is that I am HIGHLY uncomfortable with any form of touch from someone outside of my immediate family. Watching that scene between Larxene and Axel made me SO uncomfortable, I can't even describe it. If someone tried to do that to me, they'd either get slapped or shoved over and I wouldn't apologize. And if Roxas's reaction felt a little off to you, it's supposed to. He still believes that he doesn't have a heart, and thus emotions, so the idea that Axel could have emotions and thus be uncomfortable with the situation doesn't really occur to him. He's not trying to be dismissive of Axel's feelings on purpose and certainly not maliciously, but it's just the way he's been brought up.
2. Also, the conversation about Sora's self-sacrificing tendencies is not over. They've just been sidetracked by something else.

Well, next chapter is going to be out who knows when, but it does have the Larxene and Sora fight in it. And everyone knows what happens in that fight... I'm going to have fun doing that chapter!

Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I hope you all have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 27: A Memory of Halloween Town

Notes:

CW: Panic attacks

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy enter the next room, looking around. Sora notices Larxene standing in the room.

Naminé looked up slightly, flinching as her eyes settled on the woman. Not here, not here, she told herself, but focused back on her drawing. If she didn’t look, she didn’t have to relive it as badly.

Sora shifted slightly as he saw his past self encounter Larxene. Everything that he heard about her, from Axel, from Naminé, only painted her as a dangerous, sadistic person. He… wasn’t scared for himself, per say, but he did worry about what she was going to do. Would she just fight him, as Axel had done? Or would she try to twist words, like it was clear that she did to Naminé?

Unconsciously, he reached out for Riku’s hand, holding it tightly. The older boy jumped slightly at the contact but couldn’t bring himself to pull his hand out of Sora’s grip.

Sora summons his Keyblade and Donald says he bets she works with Axel.

Quite unwillingly, I assure you, Axel thought, looking over to Naminé in concern. He knew what happened here, he had been watching. He knew what… developments were about to become clear. Had Naminé even realized?

He blew out a long breath, something like concern building in his chest. Or the memory of concern. He hoped the fallout of this wouldn’t be too bad.

Larxene calls him clever, before introducing herself, asking if he’s enjoying his stay at the Castle. She says she bets it’s nice to peel away all the worthless memories and awaken the true ones.

Sora wrinkled his nose at the screen. The memories he was losing were of his friends, of Riku. They weren’t worthless, not in any way.

Xion flinched slightly as she heard what Larxene said. She knew it wasn’t directed at her, she probably hadn’t even crossed Larxene’s mind once while the young adult was in the castle but… All the memories of me disappeared when I did, she thought. Does that make them worthless too?

Sora questions her use of ‘true memories’ and Larxene tells him that it seems he’s still forgetting the most important thing there.

Naminé, Sora guessed. She’s been adding herself to my memories and Larxene’s going to back up that story. He paused, thinking it over. Good. Hopefully that helps me rescue her faster.

Naminé bit her lip so hard she tasted blood.

Aqua sat up slightly, torn between watching the screen and watching the kids. She might struggle to see some things sometimes, usually relating to Terra, but she could tell that Naminé was getting more… tense, as the scene went on. As was Axel, strangely. Is something about to happen? She wondered. What is it? And… how bad is it going to be?

Larxene rhetorically states that when the poor girl hears that Sora’s forgotten her name, it’ll break her heart.

Sora winced slightly as Larxene said that. He knew it wasn’t true, he knew that Larxene was just manipulating him but… the idea of forgetting about one of his friends, especially if they hadn’t forgotten him… It was terrible. He would have been breaking one of his connections. What kind of a friend did that? Just forget about someone?

Riku, having felt Sora’s wince, turned to look at him in concern. “Sora?” He questioned quietly, but Sora shook his head.

“It’s okay,” he replied, not taking his eyes off the screen. Riku frowned.

Sora asks if Larxene knows the girl and Larxene laughs. Sora asks if she’s here and Larxene replies that she is.

Not for much longer, Sora thought. I’m going to get her out of there and now, after this, we’ll get her a body of her own, somehow, and she can have a life. He held onto that thought with an iron grip. We’ll get out of here and Naminé and Roxas and Xion and everyone else who sacrificed, for me or for the light, will have a life. He tried not to remember the fact that Brain had told them that they had been brought here. “Darkness prevailing and light expiring.” It was fine, they would stop it. This ship runs on happy faces.

Larxene says that the bad guys are holding her captive somewhere deep in the castle and that Sora’s the hero who needs to go save her.

You shouldn’t have, Naminé told him silently. I was only hurting you. You shouldn’t have come for me.

Larxene pauses before suddenly attacking Sora, sending him flying backwards and dislodging a charm from his jacket.

Kairi’s charm! Sora thought in worry, sitting up straight. I can’t lose it not when… it’s… it's... Does it look different?

Terra’s eyes sharpened when he saw the change in design and he looked over at Aqua in a second, seeing the similar reaction on her own face. She nodded minutely to his unspoken comment and gripped her hands tighter around each other. They both had a feeling they would be needed in the coming moments.

Kairi frowned at the screen, eyebrows twitching in confusion. When had Sora gotten a different charm? From one of the rooms? But wouldn’t the screen have shown that, if it was going to be important?

Larxene says that she’s one of the aforementioned bad guys and that Sora will have to go through her. Goofy calls out to Sora but Sora is staring at the charm on the floor, wondering what it is.

Ven suddenly sucked in a breath, clapping a hand to his mouth when all the attention twisted to him.

“Ven?” Xion asked, not understanding what had worried him so, but Ven didn’t say anything. His eyes rested on Naminé though, understanding flitting through them.

Naminé felt like she was going to snap the pencil from how hard she was gripping it. Her breaths were coming in short, little puffs that she was just barely managing to make sound normal.

Vanitas looked over at her in concern, having seen Ven’s look and able to see the way she was just barely on the verge of another panic attack. What the hell? He thought, curling one of his hands into a fist, feeling the nails of his hand bite into his palm through the glove. He was missing something, and he hated when he was missing something, especially when others weren’t. That was an imbalance of power that never worked out well for the one in his position.

Kairi’s eyes were widening slowly in realization, her gaze moving over to her Nobody. Something unreadable balanced in her eyes, stuck between betrayal and heartbreak.

Sora wonders if the charm is his and Larxene says that it’s a shame and that he’s been wearing it the whole time and forgotten.

Sora was staring at the screen in confusion. When had he gotten the charm? Maybe… Maybe they had managed to place it in his pockets, like they replaced Jiminy’s journal but… It didn’t feel like that. It was a growing pit in his stomach, something swirling in his head. He knew it wasn’t that but… What was it then?

With a shaking hand, he reached out and grabbed Riku’s squeezing it tightly. He couldn’t… He needed Riku. He needed something, he wasn’t… He couldn’t breathe.

Riku looked down at Sora in concern. “Sora?” He prodded again. The younger boy swallowed shakily, gripping Riku’s hand so tightly he could feel Sora’s nails in his palm. Not that it bothered him but… “Sora.”

Larxene says that it’s not possible and that the memory has to be engraved somewhere deep in Sora’s heart. She tells Sora to think carefully now.

Out of all of them, it was Roxas who actually spoke what a couple of them had realized. “Naminé, earlier you said that… if memories changed enough, they could be looking at something and seeing something else…” He trailed off slightly, looking between the girl near him and his Somebody on the couch across from him. “Is that… is that what’s happening here?”

Naminé choked slightly on her next breath. “Yes,” she whispered out, a tear sliding out of her eye and tracing its way down her cheek.

“That’s my Lucky Charm,” Kairi said, eyes blank and a neutral expression on her face that was very obviously forced to stop whatever emotion she was feeling from bursting forth. “That’s my Lucky Charm and Sora is seeing it like that because… Because when you added yourself to Sora’s memories, you weren’t adding yourself were you?” Kairi’s gaze snapped up to her, staring at her Nobody in a mixed blend of anger, betrayal, and deep, deep sadness. “You were replacing me!

Sora choked, his grip on Riku only growing tighter and the older boy fully shifted himself around to look at Sora. “Sora!” He hissed out but Sora shook his head, somewhat desperately. His other hand came up and clawed at Riku’s arm, though there was almost no force behind it.

All thoughts of not panicking and remaining positive had fled his brain in an instant.

He had forgotten Kairi, Naminé was erasing Kairi, he couldn’t breathe, he had been worried about Riku, why wasn’t he worried about Kairi, she was gone, he couldn’t see her lucky charm, he couldn’t breathe, everything was spinning, he had forgotten, he had forgotten her, he couldn’t breathe, he couldn’t breathe, everything was spinning, he hadn’t been worrying about her because he had her charm, he couldn’t breathe, Naminé was erasing Kairi, he couldn’t- he couldn’t- he couldn’t, he couldn't breathe!

“Sora!” Riku yelped out in shock and fear when Sora all but collapsed onto his side, choking, quick breaths escaping from the boy. There were tears building in the boy’s eyes, almost escaping his eyelashes and he looked pale. Panic attack, Riku’s mind noted, almost clinically, given that he had seen many of them growing up. But Sora?

Terra was out of his seat in a second, crossing the room in an instant. Kairi had spun to look at Sora when Riku had yelled, her face losing what little color it had left when she saw the state Sora was in. She reached out, wanting to help, but Sora flinched away from her when her hand touched his shoulder and she recoiled, shoving herself into the corner of the couch, hand held close to her chest. In the back of her head, she noted that her breathing was also quick and short and that the room was spinning a little too much for it to be normal, but that was fine. It was fine- Nothing could happen, Sora needed help, he almost never needed help, he was Sora and he had forgotten her-!

“Sora,” Terra said firmly, reaching out and catching Sora’s face in his hand, turning it so he could better see the younger boy. He wasn’t going to move him, not when it was clear that he was holding onto Riku as an anchor, but he needed Sora to focus on him. “Sora, I need you breathe. Taking some deep breaths, can you do that?” Riku curled his arms around Sora, pressing a hand to Sora’s shoulder.

“Sora, can you take deep breaths?” He asked, trying to copy what Terra was saying and what the older boy had done for him during his panic attacks. “In for four? Here, copy me.” He tried to count the breaths out, helped by Terra.

Sora couldn’t breathe, Kairi had been forgotten, he hadn’t been worrying about her, he couldn’t, what kind of a friend-?

“Sora, please.” That was Riku and he couldn’t… Riku was… “One, two, three, four, remember?” He felt a hand brush over his head, pressing his bangs away from his face. He felt clammy, shaky, like he was going to fall over if he let go of Riku. “Deep breaths. For me?” He latched onto that. Riku, he could do it for Riku. He had done everything for Riku.

“One, two, three, four.” He tried to follow what Riku was saying, tried to force his breaths to stop speeding. “There. One, two, three, four, okay?”

Riku resisted the urge to hug Sora tighter when it became clear he was at least trying to follow what he and Terra were saying. It probably wouldn’t help. Behind him, he was aware that Mickey had gotten up from his seat as well and was settled on the back of the couch. The king clearly wanted to help as well, but too many people could overwhelm Sora.

While all this was happening, on the other side of the room, Naminé felt sick as she watched Sora. She had done this, she was the reason, Kairi was right to be mad at her, Sora was right to hate her when this was all over, she was a terrible, terrible human being, if she even was human, and she wasn’t able to breathe, how could she be feeling this when she didn’t have any emotions, her thoughts from her dash with Riku echoed in her mind.

“Naminé?” A hand landed on hers and she looked up to see Axel gazing at her. “Are you okay?” Why are you asking me that, why are you asking me that, ask Sora that, this is my fault, don’t you dare, why do you care, you shouldn’t be able to care, I did this, I did this, I’m-

“Naminé?” This time it was Xion, and she could see Aqua standing up to head over to her because they thought she needed help when all of it was her fault and she couldn’t- no, she couldn’t breathe.

But everyone was staring at her like she deserved help, and she couldn’t-

Standing with enough vigor to send her sketchbook and pencils scattering to the floor, she stumbled away from the couch, ignoring Axel’s and Xion’s worried calls of her name. My fault, my fault, my fault, I can’t-

She felt like she was going to fall over, like her legs were going to collapse out from under her but she needed to get away because she didn’t deserve their worry but-

She ran into someone, their hands immediately coming up to support her back and clasping her left hand, holding her up. She looked up at them and yellow eyes stared back at her.

She hadn’t even realized that Vanitas had gotten up from his seat.

Aqua slowed to a stop once Naminé ran into Vanitas. She could feel the beginning of magic build in her fingertips. Just because she didn’t have her Keyblade didn’t mean she couldn’t defend Naminé if Vanitas did anything but he… didn’t.

The darkness user stumbled slightly when Naminé had backed up into him, Aqua hadn’t even noticed him standing up, but he reached out instantly, catching her in a way that Aqua would have described as gentle if was anyone else, and when Naminé snapped her head up, Vanitas just looked… concerned not annoyed. Or malicious. Or anything that Aqua would have used to describe the darkness user.

Vanitas honestly didn’t know why he had stood up or why he had caught the memory manipulator. He just… He couldn’t just let her stumble until she fell. Why couldn’t he? He didn’t… know why.

“Naminé,” Axel said slowly, getting up from the couch but not moving any closer to her. It was clear that she was still trapped in a panic attack, but at least she wasn’t going to fall and hurt herself anymore. Naminé shook her head desperately and Vanitas shifted slightly, changing his hand on her back to better hold her. From one direction, it could almost look like he was giving her a hug.

“My fault, my fault,” she rasped out. “I did this, I’m a terrible person, I-”

“No, you’re not.” It took Vanitas a quick second to realize that he had been the one to cut her off. Aqua raised an eyebrow from her spot watching them. The magic had dissipated from her fingers, though she didn’t know when exactly it had happened. “If you were such a terrible person, you wouldn’t feel bad about what you did.” He resisted the urge to bite his tongue and not say another word. What was he saying, why was he even helping her, he was darkness, this was weakness. “You wouldn’t be as distraught as you are now.”

“I did it, I did it,” Naminé repeated but… she didn’t know why but it felt like she could breathe easier. If you were such a terrible person, you wouldn’t feel bad about what you did.

“So?” Vanitas asked and that was enough for her to gain some control of her face back because she gave him a confused look. “You did it. Okay. Did you fix it?” People of the light fixed things, right? Vanitas thought to himself. He didn’t really know. Am I even doing this right? He shot a glance at Aqua, who was watching the two of them carefully, but not doing anything. That had to show that he was doing something a little right. Why did he care?

“Yes,” Naminé responded shakily. Technically she had even if it had taken her a year to do it and it was a year where no one remembered Sora and a year where Riku was alone and-

“Okay, you’re not a terrible person then.” And Vanitas had said it with such confidence that Naminé blinked twice, finally managing to get her feet underneath enough that she wasn’t relying on Vanitas to stay up anymore. She didn’t let go of Vanitas’s hand, however.

“But-”

“Nope, you’re not,” Vanitas cut her off again, giving her a look that basically said ‘are you an idiot’ but it didn’t annoy her. “You clearly didn’t want to do this, you feel terrible it, you fixed it. Congrats, you’re still a person of the light.” Even though it sounded like he was rolling his eyes when he said that last part, Naminé couldn’t find it in her to be angry.

“Vanitas is correct,” Axel told Naminé and Vanitas couldn’t help but smirk at the look that crossed Aqua’s face when Axel said that. High and mighty Master Aqua not liking it when darkness does something right? He paused. Did he do something right? He still didn’t completely get it, he had just told the truth.

“You didn’t want to hurt Sora, you fixed it as soon as you were able,” Axel continued. Naminé took a shaky breath, trying to get her breathing back to normal. “This isn’t your fault Naminé. It lies with Marluxia and Larxene alone.”

She didn’t… she didn’t know if she could completely believe that quite yet but…

“It lies with them, Naminé,” Vanitas told her, somehow able to tell what was going through her head. “This clearly isn’t your fault.” Not like everything from eleven years ago was his fault. He had chosen to do those things, he had done all of them because he could, because he would have been hurt if he didn’t, and he was proud of that fact. But just because he was darkness didn’t mean he would sit and let someone lie and say they were.

Vanitas’s hand on her back suddenly nudged her forward slightly and she stumbled, holding onto his hand tighter to get her feet back. She turned to look back at him, but he refused to meet her eyes, simply nudging her gently again. She looked at him before nodding once, turning back to the couch where the others were.

“Thanks Vanitas,” she told him, feeling him go stiff behind her, and she noticed with a small smile that he didn’t let go of her hand, he waited until she had been the one to let go. All darkness, huh?

Xion reached out and helped her settle back onto the couch. She still felt shaky slightly, still felt like she was going to get blamed by the teens on the other couch but… She turned back to look at Vanitas, who had returned to his own chair, shoulders hunching in slightly. If you were such a terrible person, you wouldn’t feel bad about what you did. She wondered if the same sentiment applied to him.

Aqua looked back and forth between the two teens, feeling like she had just seen… Well, she didn’t know, but… That was Vanitas? The darkness user who had hurt Ven so badly, who had helped Xehanort destroy them, who had been darkness and been so bad and not apologetic in the slightest. That Vanitas?

She… what?

A hand reached out and tugged at her wrist and she turned to see Ven staring at her in concern from his spot on the couch. “Aqua?” He questioned and she blinked at him. Belatedly, she realized that she was just standing there. “You okay?”

No actually, I’m just watched someone who is darkness incarnate and hurt all of us talk someone down from a panic attack and seem to actually care, but he was the worst people we had ever come across and he hurt you and he hurt me and how the hell can he be that and also that? But she didn’t say any of that because her problems were her problems and instead smiled gently at Ven. “Yeah, Ven,” she responded, looking over at Terra who seemed to be succeeding at helping Sora and pointedly didn’t look at Vanitas, simply settling back down on the couch next to Ven. “Yeah, I’m okay.”

Back on the other side of the room, Sora was finally getting his breaths back under control, his grip on Riku’s slowly strengthening as he managed to pull himself back together. Riku hadn’t let go of Sora the entire time, helping guide Sora through the breathing just as Terra was doing.

Mickey, noticing the girl still pressed into the side of the couch, quietly headed over there.

“Kairi,” he said quietly, and she jumped in slight surprise when he appeared, still focused on her friends. “Are you okay?”

“…Yeah, I mean, why wouldn’t I be?” She told him after a second, trying to get her hands to stop shaking as she shifted her position slightly to better see him.

“You’re allowed to be upset about this,” he replied. “You’re allowed to be hurt.”

“Why would I be hurt?” Kairi asked, waving her hand as if waving away the question. “I’m not the one who’s memories got messed with, I wasn’t even there.” She frowned. “And it’s not like Naminé did it because she wanted to. Getting mad at her would be pointless.”

“I didn’t say you had to get mad at Naminé,” Mickey said. “I said that you’re allowed to be upset about the turn of events. The fact that you were forgotten, that your Lucky Charm was changed, you’re allowed to be mad about that.”

Kairi paused, looking down at her hands. “I’m… a little upset about that,” she confided. “I’m also worried about how Sora’s going to react to that. He’s always cared about his friends a lot.”

“Yes, but we’ll be around to help him,” Mickey reassured her. “To help him, though, you should be aware of your own emotions.”

“I guess I am upset,” Kairi said, gaining a little confidence. “They’re using Sora’s memories of me to hurt him. Using our interactions, our-” Love, was how she was going to finish it, but she clamped her teeth together. Not when everyone was around. And not when it seemed that Sora wasn't aware of it.

Mickey’s smile dimmed slightly as she cut herself off. He had a feeling he knew what she was going to say.

“Sora?” Riku asked gently when Sora finally started to unlatch himself from the older boy.

“I’m… I’m okay,” Sora replied, extracting his hands from where they had a death grip on Riku and trying to sit back up on his own. “I just…”

“You don’t need to justify it,” Terra told him, making sure Sora was actually okay. “There’s nothing wrong with having a panic attack.”

But I can’t, Sora thought. I’m the one who was to protect everyone, has to save everyone. If I’m going to react like that, who’s going to protect them?

“Okay,” Sora responded, linking his fingers together in his lap.

“Are you going to be okay?” Terra asked and Sora nodded once. He’s fine, he’s fine, he’ll be fine. Terra hummed in return but stood, giving the three teenagers one more careful look before turning and heading back to the other couch.

“Sora,” Riku started but Sora shook his head quickly.

“I’m okay, I’m fine,” he told Riku, taking in a slow breath. “It just… It just surprised me. But I’m fine. Naminé fixed it.” Still, he looked over to Kairi, worry in his mind. How much of her did he forget? All of it?

Kairi looked back at him, and he scooted over to the side slightly, reaching out and taking her hand, holding it tightly. She’s here, I remember her, he told himself, taking a hold of the Lucky Charm he still had in his pocket with his other hand.

Riku smiled softly when he saw them together. Good, he thought, ignoring the little bubble of pain in his chest. They need each other.

Mickey headed back to his own chair, pressing a hand to Riku’s shoulder for a second as he went. Riku gave him a smile.

“Are we… okay to go on?” Ven asked, looking around the room. Sora nodded firmly and when Ven looked over at Naminé, she nodded as well.

Aqua didn’t want to, she wanted to stay and talk about it more with the kids, but she knew that wouldn’t do anything. You couldn’t make someone talk about something; it would only make it worse. Like what she did with Terra.

Larxene rhetorically wonders what the charm could be and who gave it to Sora. Sora starts sounding out a name, which Larxene encourages.

“Sora,” Naminé said softly, and the boy looked over. She was holding her sketchbook again, retrieved for her by Roxas, and she swallowed. “I’m really, really sorry.”

“I know,” he replied. “And it’s okay. I know it’s not your fault.”

Naminé smiled as well as she could.

Sora remembers Naminé’s name.

Sora tightened his grip on Kairi’s hand. Like he was thinking earlier, he wouldn’t have minded having Naminé insert herself into his childhood memories. Then she could have already had a friend, though he would have been her friend anyway, and maybe her life could have been easier. But if that meant that he lost the memories of his other friends, he didn’t really think he could do that.

Larxene says it’s about time and that Naminé’s the one who gave him the good luck charm.

Naminé winced as Larxene said that and her eyes slid over to look at Riku, though the older boy didn’t notice. She wondered what had happened if she had actually changed the exact memories instead of messing with them further and Sora lost the necklace instead of the charm. Would Riku have been as forgiving to her as he was?

Kairi narrowed her eyes slightly at the screen. Her hand tightened on Sora’s.

Larxene says not that Sora could be bothered to remember and says that it makes sense since he couldn’t even remember her name. Larxene says it would serve him right if she destroyed the charm as she picked it up.

Sora stiffened in worry when Larxene threatened that. He couldn’t lose that, not when it was the only thing he had left of Kairi at that time. His hand tightened on the charm in his pocket. It was okay, he still had it. He still had it and the necklace and Kairi and Riku and everything was fine.

Terra couldn’t help but remember a different memory and a different charm. Held between hands that were technically his, but not in his control, and fighting desperately with all he had to stop Xehanort from shattering it between his palms. Thankfully, he had managed it, but that heart stopping fear that came with seeing someone holding something precious to you between their hands was one he was familiar with.

Sora tells her to let it go and steals it back, saying that Naminé gave it to him and that it’s very important to him.

“It is,” Sora told Kairi quietly. When she turned to him in confusion, he elaborated. “These are my feelings for you, right? The charm is really important to me, even while you’re here.” Kairi paused before smiling at him. “I should make something for you too,” he noted after a second. “And something for Riku. Then we’ll all have something from each other.” Kairi’s smile twitched a little at that, but she pressed forward.

“I think that’s a good idea,” she told him.

Riku slid a little father away from them, trying to give them as much privacy as possible. Good, he thought, closing his eyes and turning away from them. They’ve finally been reunited with each other. Good. Why did it hurt so much?

Larxene mockingly asks him if it’s so important to him if he didn’t remember it ten seconds ago while summoning knives to her hand.

Naminé flinched slightly when she saw the knives. Larxene had never thrown them at her, the one time she had tried, Marluxia had gone between the two of them to stop her, getting a knife in his shoulder for the trouble by accident, probably the only time Marluxia had done anything remotely nice for her, but she knew the damage they could do. She had seen them buried in the walls of the castle when Larxene got particularly angry.

Larxene and Sora fight for a couple of minutes before Larxene backs off and says that Sora’s not as bad as she thought.

Kairi and Riku hadn’t been the only ones holding their breaths when Larxene and Sora faced off, worry for the boy palpable in the air.

Larxene says he’s really a hero, a heartless one. Sora asks her who asked her and Larxene asks if it hurts because it’s the truth, calling him just a baby.

Axel rolled his eyes. Come up with better insults, he thought. He knew it probably wasn’t the best thing to be thinking of in that exact moment, but he couldn’t help it. If you’re going to insult someone, at least be creative. And mature.

Larxene throws him another card and says that she created another card from his memories. She tells him to say thanks.

“Since you weren’t the one to create the card, the castle was and you just stole it, I think I won’t,” Sora muttered mulishly under his breath. Kairi giggled from next to him.

Naminé wondered if the Castle had made it because it had realized what was happening within it.

She leaves, despite Sora calling after her, and Sora shouts for her to come out and not to hide from him.

Aqua wasn’t the only one to clock that as not ‘normal Sora behavior’.

“Naminé?” Mickey asked. “The way Sora’s acting…”

Sora himself had widened his eyes as he saw himself, frowning and biting his lip. Why was he so angry? Sure, he had gotten angry before, but he tried not to show it outwardly, people didn’t like anger, and he tried not to focus it on people.

“Yeah, that’s… my fault,” she replied and was already giving Vanitas a calming look when he made a noise at her use of ‘fault’. “It is, I’m the one who changed the memory.” He gave her a look, probably making sure it wasn’t treading back into the self-blaming territory, but she turned back to the room at large. “Basically… the memories that I was changing are… True Memories.”

“As the really special ‘True Memories’?” Ven asked and Naminé nodded slowly, looking down at her sketchbook.

“Yeah, it was ‘needed’ to fully make Sora want to find me as badly as he did,” she explained. “If he unconsciously worried about me as well as consciously, then it would be helpful. So, right now as those are changing, his emotions are probably… really high strung. And, once the memory does solidify, it’ll probably be worse because if I’m in a True Memory, you’ll care about me a lot, because those memories made up who you were.” She was surprised at how much she was able to reveal without starting to cry or feeling the normal self-hate rise in her. She looked back at Vanitas. If you were such a terrible person, you wouldn’t feel bad about what you did.

She wondered if she was ever going to forget those words and hoped she never did.

“Well, good to know a few of my True Memories are of you,” Sora told Kairi. He wouldn’t be surprised if they were all her and Riku. His friends were everything to him after all.

Naminé winced slightly at that, looking back to Riku. The older boy seemed fine, but she knew him well enough after spending a year with him. I wonder if he’ll realize, she thought. I wonder how he’ll react.

Jiminy tells Sora to calm down, that Larxene’s not coming back, and Sora stops as Goofy comes up to him in concern. Sora says he hates that it took Larxene to bring back the memory of Naminé.

Ven couldn’t help but understand that. He hated that it took both Vanitas and Xehanort to bring back his memories, as much of them that he had, of being under Xehanort’s tutelage. As much as he was glad he had them back, he wished that he could have remembered them on his own, instead of being pushed into it by someone else. Almost made him feel like he wasn’t good enough to remember them on his own.

Axel is leaning on the wall of the white room when Larxene reappears, saying that throwing the battle really wore her out. Axel tells her that it looks like she just plain lost, much to Larxene’s anger.

“She did lose,” Axel said, giving Sora a grin. “You beat her.”

“Thanks,” Sora replied. In the back of his head, he remembered that Axel said she was dead too. Did I beat her again? This time kill her?

A third person interrupts them, calling Larxene’s efforts ungainly, and Larxene calls him Vexen.

“Um, who’s this?” Aqua asked and Ven narrowed his eyes. Have I met him before?

“Vexen,” Axel replied, wrinkling his nose slightly. He was well aware of how their interactions ended and as much as he didn’t want them shown, he knew they would be. “He’s the main scientist of the Organization. He’s only done one good thing in his life and that’s create Xion.” Well, he also helped raise Ienzo, but none of them needed to know that. They would probably only ever meet Zexion, as sad as that is. Axel had his gripes with every member of the Organization, but the only one he couldn’t ever feel like he was mad at was Zexion, given that the child had been eight when he became a Nobody. Not exactly his fault like it was the rest of them, especially the other first six.

“He did?” Xion questioned, gazing at the screen in interest. She knew she had been created in Castle Oblivion, knew objectively that someone had to have started that project, but she had never connected it in her head that said someone had been one of the Organization members that had died so soon into her life.

“Yep,” Axel replied. “He was the head of the Replica Project.”

He also created… my Riku, Naminé thought, wincing again at the way she described him as ‘hers’ but there wasn’t really any other way to say it, especially because she also knew Riku. But after everything she had done, it wasn’t right to let herself have any happy feelings for him. She had hurt him badly, after all. Still, that’s two things he did good. And you’re the one who killed one of those good things. Maybe both, in a way.

“Replica?” Terra asked and Xion winced.

“That’s, um, technically what I am,” she explained, and Terra nodded once. He might have had questions, but he had a feeling she didn’t really want to talk about it. Plus, they’d probably be answered one way or another.

Vexen asks Larxene how she could be humbled by someone of such limited significance.

Sora made a face. “Rude,” he muttered under his breath. Kairi nudged him in the shoulder gently.

Naminé tried to keep the smile off her face when she saw that. It wasn’t often, but it was enough of a reminder that, for all she had Marluxia’s favor, she wasn’t the second in command of the Castle. Even if Larxene liked to ignore that fact.

Vexen tells Larxene that she shames the Organization, and Larxene gets angry, only cut off by Axel interjecting and asking how they could help Vexen, noting that they don’t often see him topside.

“’Topside’?” Ven asked.

“There’s a basement,” Axel revealed. “A few of the Organization members spent most of their time down there, on projects.”

Riku made a face. He remembered the basement well.

Vexen says that he’s come to lend a hand and that they clearly believe that Sora has much potential but that he’s yet to be convinced.

“Rude,” Sora repeated, and Kairi laughed quietly.

“Get used to it,” Axel told him. “Vexen doesn’t have a high opinion of anyone. Except maybe himself.”

Ven was still staring at the screen. Was that… the apprentice from Radiant Garden? The one who was raising Ienzo? It had to be, it really looked like him. But wait, if he’s there, what happened to Ienzo?

Vexen says that an experiment would show if he really had any value to them. Larxene says here they go again and that this is just an excuse for Vexen to carry out his little experiments.

“He’s done this before?” Riku asked, remembering vividly his encounter with the scientist. He never came back though. Riku wondered what happened to him.

“A couple of times,” Axel answered. “He’s constantly testing things.”

Vexen tells her that he is a scientist, and experiments are what he does. Axel says whatever and that he can do what he wants, before remarking that he thinks that this is really just a cover for testing his ‘valet’.

Axel winced when he heard himself say that. “Sorry, Naminé,” he muttered to her.

She smiled at him slightly, in the middle of turning to a blank page in her sketchbook. She needed to start something new. “It’s okay,” she told him. “You didn’t know he could be more… than he was.”

Vexen is offended at Axel’s word choice, saying that he’s the product of pure research.

“Who do you think they’re talking about?” Kairi whispered to Sora. “Or what?”

Sora shrugged. He didn’t know, he didn’t remember. They’d find out soon, he’d bet though.

Larxene says that he’s actually a toy.

Naminé bit her tongue, trying not to think of Larxene’s final words about the Replica. Nothing more than a toy. He wasn’t, he was so much more than that.

Vexen tells her she should learn to be quiet.

Second that, Kairi thought. Naminé slightly wished she had been in the room for this conversation, though it probably would have only made things worse for her in the long run.

Axel cuts in, saying that since Vexen came all this way, he’s going to need a card, giving it to him. Axel says it’s a humble gift to his elder and hopes he puts on a good show for them.

“You… don’t like him, do you?” Roxas asked, able to hear Axel’s irritation when most people probably wouldn’t.

“I do not,” Axel confirmed, crossing his arms and looking away. Trying not to think of pain and Isa and ‘Ri, I’m sorry, I don’t think I’m making it home. Or the feeling of dying, losing all emotions in an instant.

Vexen smiles at the card and someone walks into the room, barely seen.

Sora frowned as the scene changed again, going back to him. That person… it was… It looked like… But it couldn’t be, could it?

Riku’s eyes widened when he saw the brief glimpse of the person. Had that been the Replica? He didn’t know that the other had interacted with Sora.

Naminé sucked in a breath at the glimpse of the person who had been so much to her. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, she apologized to him. If I could, I would go back and try to save you. But you ran off and I couldn’t follow. Now you’re gone.

Aqua and Terra both frowned. For a second, it almost looked like Riku had entered the room, but he wouldn’t. Wouldn’t work with them in the slightest. Not to mention, he looked like he was still part of the darkness, and their Riku had at least escaped its grip at the end of their last adventure.

Terra thought back. ‘Replica Project’, Axel had called it. Did that mean… it was a Replica of Riku? Was that even possible?

Sora is running through the hallway, with Goofy calling after him to slow down. Sora says they don’t have any time and that the bad guys have Naminé.

Sora watched the screen carefully. Naminé had said that she had manipulated several of his True Memories in order to get him to care about him as much as he was, but he also would have reacted like this had Larxene just said that they had another girl locked up there. He was the Keyblade Wielder, he was the one to save everyone. The fact that they had changed his memory probably only made him move a little faster.

Goofy mentions that it really seems like Sora’s upset and Donald says that Goofy would be too if he just remembered and friend and found out she was in trouble. Goofy says that he guesses if they heard the King was in danger, they’d be pretty upset too.

Mickey smiled at his friends. Over and over again, he was happy to have them as his friends. They had been through so much with him, even before he was king. He was glad they were staying with Sora and helping him along.

Sora pulls out another one of the cards and places it against the door before going in. The three of them end up in Halloween Town.

“That’s… Halloween Town, right?” Xion asked, trying to remember the place Sora had been before.

“Yep,” Sora replied.

“With the creature who turned into bugs,” Kairi noted, remembering watching the occurrence with disgust and she wasn’t the only one to make a face.

“Yeah,” Sora responded, this time with less enthusiasm.

“Wonderful,” Kairi said.

Goofy mentions that he doesn’t like the look of this place and he bets it’s crawling with ghosts.

Sora’s face dipped in sadness for the quickest second at the reminder of their missing memories. If they remembered, they would know that this place was actually that scary.

Donald says there’s nothing to worry about and that he wouldn’t be spooked if he knew what was coming. He mentions that not even real ghosts can scare them anymore.

“You’re in the outfits you were in when you went to the world the first time,” Aqua noted, tipping her head to the side slightly.

“Probably because that’s what in our memories,” Sora told her, and she nodded. She supposed it wasn’t like Atlantica, where the Castle would have to change their entire bodies. Or it was like the charm, where it was their memories changing their clothes and they actually were wearing the exact same thing as they had been.

Donald says that if anyone takes one look at them, they’ll be the ones to run.

“Confident, isn’t he?” Riku asked, raising an eyebrow, and both Sora and Mickey shrugged. That was just Donald. Riku’s face twitched into distaste for a second. He didn’t know if he would ever really become friends with Sora’s companions, not after everything, but if Sora and Mickey really liked them…

Goofy asks if he’s sure and Donald says to trust him, only to get immediately scared by Jack jumping out of the fountain to welcome them to Halloween Town.

Kairi started laughing, joined by Sora, Xion, Ven, and Roxas. Riku had a smirk on his face, similar to Vanitas, and Aqua, Terra, and Mickey all smiled.

“’Can’t be scared by anything’, huh?” Roxas snarked, only adding to the laughter.

Sora prepares to fight only for Jack to compliment Donald on his shriek, saying he hadn’t heard one that good in a while.

“And that’s… a good compliment to get?” Kairi wondered and Sora shrugged. Halloween Town was weird.

Jack says if Donald’s that easy to scare, then they’re going to have a great time.

More laughter from the younger teenagers, including a snicker from Vanitas.

Jack apologizes for not even introducing himself before doing just that, telling them that they’re in Halloween Town. He says if they’re looking for a ghoulishly good time, then they’ve come to the right place.

“I wonder if they’re going to be preparing for whatever festival they were working on last time,” Ven wondered as he watched Jack interact with Sora onscreen. “You would think they would but…” It wasn’t like the rooms hadn’t deviated from what had happened in the actual worlds before.

Donald says they aren’t, and Jack says that too bad, mentioning that they’ve got a little bit of a problem going on in Halloween Town at the moment. Sora asks what problem and Heartless suddenly appear, surrounding them while Jack says these.

“Not making them dance this time?” Kairi noted, remembering what Jack had been attempting to do in the real world.

Roxas, on the other hand, was frowning at the screen slightly.

“What is it?” Axel asked him quietly, having seen his look.

Roxas shook his head slightly. “Have I ever been to this world, Axel?” He asked. He had noticed that some things from his year in the Organization were… fuzzy, probably a side effect of DiZ wiping his memories to place him in damned simulation. But this world… he got it the last time they saw it but hadn’t said anything.

“Yes, you have,” Axel told him. “One of your last missions.”

Roxas nodded his head once in understanding. The fact that he was missing some memories… he wasn’t going to get into it now.

Sora fights off the Heartless with Donald and Goofy’s help. Donald asks Jack why he summoned the Heartless, but Jack tells him he didn’t call them, he just knew when they were going to show up.

“Is that even possible?” Kairi wondered.

“Well, some of us Nobodies can sense when Lesser Nobodies are about to show up,” Axel revealed. “We can control them sometimes as well. But Heartless… I assume they can only do that if you have the Heartless under control, like Maleficent that one time.”

“Jack wouldn’t have the Heartless under his control, right?” Sora said.

“Well, that was what he was trying last time,” Xion pointed out.

“Yeah, to dance,” Sora countered. “Not to attack people.”

“Well, I bet we’ll learn soon if we watch the screen,” Vanitas said with an eyeroll. Both Xion and Sora shot him a look. Naminé smiled a little from where she started a rough outline of her next sketch.

Jack says he’ll love to get rid of them, as they’re going around attacking people instead of just simply scaring them. Sora asks why they’re here and Jack says he was just going to ask the doctor the same question.

“The doctor in the wheelchair, right?” Terra asked and Sora nodded. He waited a second, before turning to look at Vanitas.

“See? It didn’t tell us,” he told his mirror image. Vanitas threw his arms up in the air with a groan before resting his chin on his palm.

“Well then, you can go back to your conspiracy theories then about how Jack is somehow controlling the very creatures he wants to get rid of,” Vanitas replied, tone dripping with derision. Sora wrinkled his nose at the other boy.

Jack says he’s headed to the doctor’s laboratory now and tells them to follow him. Donald asks Sora what they should do, and Sora says they should follow him.

“Maybe the doctor will still be attempting to create a heart,” Kairi mentioned. “It’s what he was doing last time.”

“Before it was stolen by the goblins working for Oogie Boogie,” Roxas said.

“’Goblins’?” Xion muttered to herself.

“Oogie Boogie’s going to appear again, isn’t he?” Kairi grumbled with a shake of her head.

“Probably,” Riku replied, and Kairi made a face.

“As long as he doesn’t disintegrate in bugs this time,” she said.

Donald says he doesn’t like this and asks what if Jack is leading them right to the Heartless. Jack scares him again and says bingo and that they saw right through him.

Again, laughter echoed around the room as Donald got scared. Mickey covered his mouth with one of his hands as he laughed, and Kairi leaned on Sora slightly as she giggled.

Jack says he’s just kidding but they should be going. They follow Jack to the laboratory, where he introduces them to the doctor, calling him a world-famous genius.

“Hmm, no heart shaped box in sight,” Xion noted. “Perhaps he’s moved on.”

The doctor mentions that he may be too smart, and he’s created something horrible.

“Clearly, the epitome of humility,” Vanitas muttered.

“What did he do now?” Sora wondered. “Did he mess with the Heartless again?”

Donald asks what and the doctor asks if he’s ever stopped to think about the power of ‘True Memories’.

All of them froze before turning to Naminé.

“Naminé, why is the memory of the doctor talking about True Memories?” Kairi asked slowly but Naminé was surprised as well, blinking at the screen with a blue pencil held in her grip.

“I… I don’t know,” she replied, pursing her lips together and thinking. “The only thing I can guess is that since most of your memories of the first time you encountered these worlds are gone, your mind is subconsciously creating new ones to affect how the Castle creates the rooms. Lar- Larxene was just talking about True Memories, and you just remembered me and thus it’s an important thing in your mind right now. It might be a way your mind is trying to figure it out.”

“Huh,” Sora replied, tapping one of his hands against his cheek, still holding Kairi’s hand with the other. “So, do you think that’s why the other worlds have changed slightly?”

“Probably.” It was Aqua who answered, who had been taking note of the changes as they came up. “Maybe to represent your search for Riku,” she nodded in his direction. “As well as your attempts to understand your own memories and what’s happening to you.” She frowned, wishing again that she knew more about the Castle. Though she didn’t know how good that knowledge would be due to Naminé’s influence messing with it.

“So, we probably won’t actually learn anything from this then,” Roxas said with disappointment in his tone. “Because Sora doesn’t know anything.”

“Not necessarily,” Aqua replied, ignoring Sora’s disgruntled “Hey!” in response to Roxas’s comment. “There might be subconscious realizations or knowledge that Sora himself doesn’t even realize he knows.”

Many of them frowned at that, lost in thought. Sora looked at the screen. Could he know anything he didn’t realize he knew?

Sora questions the doctor on True Memories and the doctor replies that hearts are full of memories but not all of them reflect the truth and that the heart isn’t a recording device.

Sora winced slightly at the line of memories not reflecting the truth, pointedly not looking at Naminé. He didn’t want to make her feel worse. Still, he held onto Kairi’s hand a bit tighter. He couldn’t stand that he was losing her. Not when he had spent the whole last adventure finding her and Riku.

The doctor says that even important memories change with time and that they can warp or fade, leaving people with just a shadow of what they hoped to remember.

Sora’s free hand drifted up to his necklace, tapping it twice and making it swing slightly. He knew that Riku had given it to him, he knew it was gift from him but… he couldn’t remember the day he got it. He’d just… always had it. And he had been too embarrassed to admit it to Riku that he couldn’t remember the memory, though he had the strangest feeling Riku knew that too.

He frowned. He wondered if Riku had forgotten that instance as well.

Ven looked down at his hands when the doctor had said that. Even now, after he had remembered that year with Xehanort, all the times before that were… blank. Nothing there, except flashes, shadows as the doctor put it. Pink hair, red scarves. Star shaped earrings and laughter that echoed down the hallways of the… castle he had lived in. He got impressions, especially whenever he interacted with Terra in certain circumstances. He didn’t know why but… He had a feeling that he used to have an older brother, before he forgot them.

After all this, once Naminé has her own body and Xehanort’s gone for good, I’ll ask her. Maybe she can help, he thought. He at least wanted some version of closure, if he could possibly get that. Even if it’s a painful memory, like darkness murdering his entire family in front of him, because darkness was often in his flashes, like he had known it well, that would give him a chance to move on, to grieve and find true hope in his new family. This unknown… was killing him.

Axel winced, looking off to the side. Warped, gone, he thought. Like ‘Ri’s name, like our parents’ faces.

Sora asks if that could be happening to him, and the doctor says that it happens to everyone.

Aqua knew this was true and she looked over out of the corner of her eye at Terra. They both had been found by Master Eraqus young, young enough that neither of them had any memories of their home worlds and that they couldn’t remember a time when they were apart. Aqua knew Terra thought about it sometimes, but she had made peace with the fact that her memories had faded. Maybe she’d had siblings, maybe she didn’t. She had siblings now. Maybe she’d had parents, maybe they hadn’t loved her at all. She’d had a father for most of her life anyways. It didn’t matter to her.

The doctor says that some memories grow ugly while some grow beautiful.

Roxas swallowed when he heard that. He could relate. Before, when he was a part of the Organization, it was something fun. Something wonderful. A reason for his life, a goal to strive to. But now, looking back, it gave him a sour taste in his mouth, knowing that Xemnas had just been waiting for one of them to fail so they could dispose of them. Knowing that the people he had considered, in the loosest of terms, family would get rid of him in an instant tended to make him not like them very much.

The doctor says if they could recover the True Memories, the world would look completely different.

“Would it really?” Xion asked, turning to look at Naminé, and the other girl nodded.

“They shape you,” Naminé reminded her. “Not just your personality, but how you see the world. All memories do.”

The doctor says that he devised a potion from forget-me-nots that brings True Memories back.

“’Forget-me-nots’?” Kairi wondered.

“A common flower,” Aqua told her, having read about them in the library. “Common in a lot of worlds actually.” Another check in the ‘all worlds used to be the same world’ theory. Or at least connected somehow.

“Except apparently ours,” Riku noted.

“I don’t think they grow in tropical climates,” Aqua replied.

“Given that they grew in Halloween Town, that makes sense,” Sora agreed.

“Can a potion even do that?” Vanitas wondered, having sat up slightly as the explanation went on. He was missing his own memories of the first eleven years of his life and if he could learn them… maybe it would make it better. He didn’t know how but maybe having memories that weren’t terrible would make him not as bitter. Or maybe it would make it worse.

“I don’t think so,” Naminé replied. “Though I could be wrong.”

Sora asks if it worked, and the doctor says that’s the problem. Jack explains that as soon as the doctor got a whiff of the potion, all the Heartless started popping up.

“How strange,” Mickey noted, tapping his chin. “I wonder why that would be.”

Donald says it sounds like a failed experiment to him, but the doctor says that his research is flawless.

Nothing is flawless, Axel thought. Every plan goes wrong, every experiment might have a caveat. Nothing’s perfect.

The doctor says he just needs another look at the potion to find out what went wrong.

“Why does that make it sound like he doesn’t have it anymore?” Roxas asked slowly and Sora sighed. Kairi shivered as she realized.

“Oogie Boogie, I bet,” she muttered, and several other faces were made in response to her words.

The doctor says unfortunately, the potion has vanished, and Sora offers that maybe someone swiped it. The doctor says it must have been Sally.

Kairi raised an eyebrow. “Sally?” She questioned. “Does he mean the sweet woman who gave you guys her ‘memory’ even though she didn’t really know what it was you guys wanted or what it was for? That Sally?”

“Yeah, it probably wasn’t her,” Sora agreed.

“Why doesn’t he just assume Oogie Boogie?” Xion asked. “It definitely seemed like everyone knew he was a troublemaker, and no one liked him, the last time we saw him.”

No one had an answer for that.

The doctor tells Jack that he has to go find her and get the potion back and Jack agrees. Sora asks if he can tag along and explains that he wants to learn more about the ‘True Memories’ that the doctor keeps talking about.

“Unfortunately, I don’t think I’m going to find anything,” Sora said, looking down. “But I’ve got some more knowledge now, so I think it’s fine.” He turned to Naminé. “Thanks again, for all your knowledge.” Naminé nodded to him.

Jack says they should go find Sally then and the four of them head out. They end up in a graveyard, where Sally is standing.

“Why is she just standing there?” Ven wondered.

“I think she was waiting for Jack,” Kairi replied, remembering back to the real-world version of the people onscreen. “I think they meet there often, or something like that.”

Jack says he thought he’d find her there and she asks him who his friends are. Jack says they’re interested in True Memories and says she has the potion, doesn’t she.

“Anyone want to make bets on whether or not she actually has the potion?” Roxas asked the room and Xion laughed slightly, getting grins from Sora and Kairi as well.

Sally says yes and pulls the potion out of her pocket.

“Huh,” Kairi said, blinking in slight shock. “So, she did take it.”

“Why?” Roxas asked, sitting up slightly. Kairi shrugged.

Jack asks if she could give it back and Sally said she could, if he insisted, but she was afraid.

“Why would she be afraid of the potion?” Terra wondered, rapping his fingers on his knee.

“Maybe she’s worried that the doctor will do something with it?” Aqua offered.

Sally says that all the doctor did was smell it and the Heartless appeared and what if someone drinks it.

“Okay, it makes sense now why she stole it,” Xion said, nodding her head slightly. “The doctor doesn’t really seem like someone who would be worried about consequences. She just wanted to protect their world.”

Jack says that it could be really exciting if someone drinks it but Sally insists that she’s worried and asks if there’s another option. Sora asks if Jack has any idea and Jack says he can’t think of anything.

“Why don’t you just destroy the potion?” Ven asked rhetorically. “That would make sure nothing bad can happen from it.”

“I don’t think Jack’s going to do that,” Riku responded. “He seems just as interested in the results of the potion as the doctor is.”

“Sally should just destroy the potion then,” Kairi said. “Right there and then. It’s not like they could stop her.”

“But she’s not going to do that either,” Sora reminded. “She cares too much about Jack.”

“I guess you’re just going to have to fix whatever catastrophe gets caused by the potion,” Axel told Sora, who shrugged.

“I can do that,” he replied.

Someone suddenly yells that they can and says to give it here. Oogie Boogie appears from out of nowhere and knocks Sally away, stealing the potion from her.

Several people had jumped when Oogie Boogie had suddenly shouted, and the grip Kairi had on Sora’s hand tightened significantly. “And now he’s here,” Kairi muttered, and Sora smiled at her.

“Don’t worry, I can beat him,” he told her. “I did it before.”

Sally realizes that Oogie Boogie has the potion and Sora summons his Keyblade as Jack calls out to Oogie Boogie, saying you again.

“’Again’?” Ven murmured. “Why haven’t they just taken care of this guy yet if he’s this much of a nuisance?”

Oogie Boogie asks Jack where his manners are and says that he’s just helping Jack put the potion to good use. He says that Jack should thank him.

“Grab it,” Xion muttered, watching the interaction. “Just… jump forward and grab it.”

Oogie Boogie says that just one sniff brough the Heartless and he wonders what would happen if he drank the whole thing.

“Instant death,” Vanitas muttered. Roxas, who had heard, blinked in confusion and turned to him.

“What?” He asked.

Vanitas shrugged. “Just throwing things out there.” Naminé giggled.

Oogie Boogie says that would be scary and tells Jack he can’t hold a candle to him. He says that it’s time for Halloween Town to taste pain and despair beyond any nightmare and runs off.

“Go after him!” Kairi yelped, not being the only one to do so.

“Don’t worry, I bet I do,” Sora replied.

Sora says they have to go after him, and they run after him.

“See?” Sora asked.

“Good,” Kairi responded. “Now defeat him without him turning into bugs please.”

“I don’t know if I can do that, but I’ll try,” Sora promised her.

Riku smiled slightly at their interaction, linking his fingers together and watching the screen.

They end up in Oogie Boogie’s lair and Jack tells Oogie to hand over the potion.

“Wouldn’t he have drunk it by now?” Vanitas questioned. “Why didn’t he just drink it the second he got it? Why wait and give you guys a chance to stop him?”

“Umm, because he did?” Sora replied, shrugging slowly. “I don’t know how he thinks.”

“Thank goodness he’s an idiot then,” Kairi said. “Now you can stop him.”

Oogie Boogies tells them they don’t know when to quit before saying that all the running around in making him thirsty. Jack tells him no, but Oogie Boogie pulls out the potion and drinks it all.

“Well, anyone want to guess what’s coming next?” Roxas asked but Xion simply jabbed in him the side over Axel’s lap. “Hey!”

Oogie begins to freak out, saying that something’s wrong and that there’s something scary deep inside him.

“Huh, the doctor was right,” Aqua murmured, not that she was doubting him.

“What do you mean?” Naminé asked and Aqua gave her a smile.

“The doctor mentioned that if he unlocked True Memories, it might change how someone sees the world.” She shrugged a single shoulder. “Maybe Oogie Boogie is experiencing that and doesn’t like who he is. Or if his memories are so scary that they’re scaring him.”

Jack asks what’s going on, but Oogie Boogie tells him to stay back, sounding scared. He suddenly attacks them, with Donald and Goofy turning into cards. Sora fights off Oogie Boogie until he disappears.

“Well, at least he didn’t turn into bugs,” Kairi noted, watching the screen carefully. “I really wonder what the potion did to him though. What it showed him.”

She wondered if the potion was actually a thing in their world, what would it show her? Would she be able to see her grandmother, or her parents, whom she had no memories of? Maybe she had siblings, maybe she would see them.

But at the same time, did she want to know? With the knowledge that they were all gone and dead, did she really want to know who they were to grieve them again?

“I wonder as well,” Ven murmured, and she looked over at him for a quick second. Something like understanding passed between them before she turned back to the screen.

Back in the laboratory, the doctor curses Oogie Boogie, saying that he drank almost all of the potion.

“Almost all of it?” Terra wondered. It really had looked like he had drunk all of it, but he supposed there could have been some left.

The doctor says that there are only a few drops left and Goofy asks Sora why doesn’t he ask the doctor if he can drink the last of it.

“Don’t you dare,” Kairi told Sora, just barely beating Riku to the punch. “You saw what it did to Oogie Boogie.”

“Don’t worry Kairi, I’m sure I won’t,” he told her.

Sora says he’d better not and the doctor says that it’s a shame and it would have made a great experiment. Jack asks Sora if he wants to find out about his True Memories and Sora says he does, now more than ever, but that he promised this guy named Axel that he’d figure it out on his own.

“Aw, well thank you,” Axel drawled, giving Sora a grin which Sora returned. “You didn’t have to take that so seriously, but whatever floats your boat. You definitely take direction better than this one.” He gestured in Roxas’s direction.

“Hey!” Roxas replied and elbowed Axel in the side. Axel laughed.

The doctor says he just doesn’t understand and when he smelled the potion the Heartless appeared and when Oogie inhaled it, he became scared. He wonders what it could mean.

“True Memories are difficult,” Naminé murmured. “It’s very hard to understand them. And sometimes you don’t want to.”

Sally says that it means that the potion was a failure, but the doctor says he couldn’t be wrong and that Oogie Boogie must have found his True Memories. The doctor theorizes that True Memories unbalance the heart and cause unpredictable changes within.

“Makes sense,” Terra mentioned. “They create us. Their absence in a way, or the way that we can’t really remember them, creates us. Of course, suddenly knowing them would unbalance us.” Aqua nodded in agreement.

Sora wonders what about him and that will happen when his True Memories awaken. The doctor says perhaps something even more terrifying but it’s all a hypothesis and he can’t know without more research.

“Naminé… nothing really bad happened to me at the end of this, right?” Sora asked, turning to face the girl.

“No,” Naminé replied, shaking her head slowly. “Your memories were all messed up, as was your emotions and priorities, mostly due to my meddling, but nothing really bad happened. Nothing I couldn’t fix though…” She winced thinking back to the beginning of watching the castle bit. “Clearly I missed a memory or two.”

Sora wrinkled his nose at that reminder but was soothed by everything else that Naminé said. “Well, maybe you could fix it, once we’re out of here and you have your own body.” He smiled at her. “You are very good with your memory power after all.”

Naminé returned his smile. Maybe having her own body would be something she could accept after a while. Maybe it was something she could have.

Jack asks Sora what’s wrong after the doctor leaves, asking if the doctor’s theory scared him. Sora said it did a little and Jack says that’s good to hear, mentioning that fear and doubt are signs of a strong heart.

Terra made a face, near recoiling from the screen. What? He thought, surprise and confusion racing through him. But… fear and doubt and anger… they all lead to darkness. And darkness corrupts everyone and everything. How can… how can they be signs of a strong heart? How…? How is that possible? And why didn’t Master Eraqus tell me that?

Aqua looked over at Terra in concern. She had seen his reaction. Did that have to do with what Jack said? And why… She bit her lip. She could bring it up with him the next time they had a break.

Jack says they push your heart into striking out in new directions and taking chances. Without them, someone’s zest for life might fade as well as one’s taste for fear and that would really ruin the fun.

Terra swallowed, trying to refocus on the screen. His nails bit into his palms as he curled his hands into fists. Jack was just… talking about normal things, gentle things, like stress and concern. Small emotions that are fine on their own, especially if you work through them and let them go. And he’s not a Keyblade Wielder, so he can feel those other things. And it’s okay for him but not… not for me. No darkness, no dark thoughts or emotions. Not if I want to stay in the little light I have left.

Sora says he’ll remember that, and Jack wishes them luck and may they always enjoy being frightened. The three of them leave through a door that appears in the wall.

Sora sighed as they left that world behind. He wondered how many floors they had left.

Unconsciously, his mind also drifted back to the conversation they had witnessed between the Organization members. The experiment Vexen talked about. Would they meet it soon? Or would it be another member, trying to confuse his past self?

He tightened his grip on Kairi’s hand slightly, giving her a smile when she looked over. We’ll be okay, he thought. I just have to get through the castle, save Naminé, remember Kairi, and sleep for a year. Easy.

Hopefully it was easy.

Notes:

Well, this chapter is officially the longest one in this fic so far. A whopping 11,000 words! Must have been those breakdowns. Pesky emotions and all that.

How'd everyone enjoy it? I hope you all did, I enjoyed writing it. But it's also midnight right now and I kinda need to get to sleep, so I'm gonna leave it there. No notes for this chapter.

Hope you all enjoyed it and a certain fight between 'friends' is coming up in the next chapter. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated. Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 28: A Memory of Neverland

Notes:

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Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy enter another white hall. Goofy wonders if someone’s going to jump out at them again and Donald asks if the castle has a top as they head up another set of stairs.

“How many floors is Castle Oblivion?” Terra asked, having noticed at the same time as those onscreen that the castle seemed to be going on for a long time.

“Thirteen floors,” Axel replied, leaning on his hand and watching the screen carefully. If what he thought was going to happen was going to happen…

“That’s a lot,” Kairi said with a mutter.

“Thirteen?” Xion wondered quietly, mulling over the number in her head. Probably just a coincidence that the organization using it had thirteen members right? She frowned slightly, shaking her head to dismiss the thought. It was just strange that the number thirteen had come up twice.

Sora says the castle can’t go on forever and Donald is skeptical. Goofy says that maybe when they get to the top of the castle, they’ll find Naminé, and Sora is revived at that, moving faster.

Naminé winced again, the yellow pencil pausing from where it was filling in the eyes of her subject. It wasn’t… Sora’s thoughts were for Riku, even though she had twisted them, but it wasn’t her fault, right? And she had undone it, and she hadn’t meant to do it but he was still heading for her due to her meddlings and she couldn’t-

She bit her lip, looking down at her drawing. It seemed that accepting that it hadn’t been her fault, at least not completely, hadn’t calmed her thoughts at all. Which honestly sucked.

They see a silhouette up at the top of the stairs and Donald notices that someone’s there. They hurry towards the figure, revealing it to be Riku.

Sora froze, happiness and surprise rushing through him. Had he really found Riku? Already? But then, why had they gotten separated again? If it was because he had to sleep for a year, he was going to be upset and when then had Riku used darkness again and why hadn’t Riku mentioned it and why did he have to forget this of all things?

“Riku!” Kairi exclaimed, staring at the onscreen version of her friend. She was glad that he hadn’t gotten stuck for long in the Realm of Darkness, but this brought up a whole slew of questions.

Several more expressions of surprise were passed around the room, Terra’s heart lifting when he saw clear proof that the younger boy had gotten out of the Realm of Darkness but Aqua frowned as she stared at the screen. Had they really met up like this, Riku would have told Sora about it while they were watching, to reassure him when he was going through all the worry about what the castle was doing to him. The only reason he wouldn’t’ve would have been that he wasn’t proud of what he did then. And he seemed firmly out of darkness’s grip by the end of the last adventure so…

She bit the inside of her cheek. Something wasn’t adding up.

Naminé nearly snapped the pencil in her grip. She couldn’t bring herself to look up, look at the boy who had been her savior, her friend, her victim, her mistake. He was… he was everything and she had hurt him and now he was gone.

Vanitas shot a look over at Naminé, seeing the way she went stiff. She hadn’t seemed that wary of Riku when they first arrived here or in any of their interactions since then but if something had happened between the two of them that Naminé wasn’t telling them…

Axel winced as the boy appeared onscreen. He… wasn’t looking forward to them seeing his interactions with him. Not in the way he had lied and used him.

Riku, while everyone else was going through things, took a second to truly look at his Replica. He hadn’t really had the best interactions with him, the first one where he had been mocked by his copy and then the last one, where the Replica had been certain that Riku was the real one and the fight between them that had ended in the Replica’s… death? Erasure? He still wasn’t completely sure what happened to the Replica, given, by the Replica’s own admission, that he wasn’t really real. Did that mean he even had a heart to move on? Had he gone to nothing? Or… was it even possible that the replica was alive? Something deep in his heart said ‘yes’.

“Sora,” Riku said slowly after giving himself a second to process, seeing the boy turn to look at him. And he almost didn’t want to say it, given Sora’s clear happiness at the prospect that they had met up again but… “That’s not me.”

Sora blinked. “What do you mean, ‘that’s not you’?” He asked, tipping his head to the side in confusion.

Roxas’s eyes went alight with understanding, turning to look at Xion.

Xion, meanwhile, had been studying the Replica, because that was what he had to be, in barely hidden wonderment. So, this was a Replica. Not something… strange, like her, but a true Replica. Something copied down to its deepest core, a reflection of another being. Does that mean it copied Riku’s heart, thus having his own? Did that mean she had a heart too, even if there was no one for her to be copied from? And, if this was a Replica just like her, created by the same man as her, did that make him her… brother? Axel had talked about siblings once, in their long chats up on the Clocktower, about people created, born was technically the word he had used but wasn’t that the same thing?, from the same people. Was that the same with her and the Replica?

She would like to meet him then, if that was the case. Maybe another tiny anchor to prove she deserved to exist.

“That’s… a Replica,” Riku admitted, swirling the thoughts around in his head. He didn’t know most of it but… “Created, I assume, by Vexen.” Vexen had been one of the first he had fought, and the man had been… strange, to say the least.

He looked over to Axel, looking for assurance, and the older man nodded. “Vexen was the one to create i- him, yes,” Axel told him and the room at large.

“But… why?” Sora asked and Axel shrugged.

“Because the man was a scientist,” Axel replied, his lip curling up in remembered distaste and derision of the man they were talking about. He knew he couldn’t feel anything now, but his memories had a whole slew of darker emotions for the man from the little he could remember after they had gotten caught. “And he thought he could, so why shouldn’t he?”

“Then… where are you?” Sora questioned Riku, worry sparking in him. Was Riku in danger as well during this time? Riku had mentioned he ended up in the basement of Castle Oblivion, did that mean that he had been there the whole time? And they had just missed each other?

“The basement,” Riku told him, confirming his thoughts. “Don’t worry, Vexen didn’t hurt me to get… whatever he needed to create the Replica.” Well actually, Riku thought immediately after, remembering the beatdown he had endured whilst within the basement. That’s not entirely true.

Mickey frowned, knowing the slight lie in Riku’s words. He probably just doesn’t want to worry Sora more than the boy already is, Mickey thought.

“Does he have a name?” Vanitas asked, catching several of them off guard. When the attention swiveled to the darkness user, Vanitas scoffed but shrunk in slightly in a movement invisible to almost all the watchers. “What? It’s a question. You’re all just calling him ‘the Replica’. Doesn’t he have a name?”

Naminé swallowed. “His name is Riku,” she said, seeing the real Riku wince slightly at the words. “He… he thought he was Riku. He had all of Riku’s memories, all his thoughts and feelings.” Even if I had tampered with them. “He never had another name.”

All of them sat in silence for a moment.

“Well, that’s confusing,” Vanitas said after a second, leaning his chin on his hand.

“Should we… call him something different then?” Xion asked and Vanitas wasn’t the only one to make a face. Names are important, Vanitas thought, trying to press back the memories that swarmed around his mind. Names are something special. Names given, with little thought and little care, are as worthless as dirt and hurt more than any blade. ‘Vanitas’, the name given to him. While he had now accepted it, he knew it hadn’t always been his. The thoughts that had spun around his head ‘this isn’t my face, that’s not my name, not my Keyblade’. He wouldn’t do that to another, even if that other was now gone.

“His name is Riku,” Naminé said again, this time a little more firmly. Even though she had hurt him, even though she truly had no right to say anything about him, she couldn’t let them take that bit of him away. His name had been Riku before his memories had been scrambled, even if then he knew he wasn’t truly Riku, and his name had been Riku after his memories changed. She wouldn’t let them take it.

“I don’t mind,” Riku said with a one shouldered shrug. Sure, it was… strange, to hear another referred to by his name but… it was clear that the version of Riku onscreen meant a lot to Naminé. And he didn’t want to make her suffer more than she had, and she clearly didn’t want his name to change. “I know he’s not me.”

“He doesn’t know that though,” Roxas muttered under his breath. He wondered what exactly was going to happen there, between Sora and this version of Riku.

Sora calls out Riku’s name.

Riku winced at how excited and relieved Sora sounded. After what you did… He’s still happy to see you. He knew what Sora had said to him, after his second panic attack, that Riku would always be his best friend, and nothing was going to change that… It was still hard to believe. That Sora wouldn’t shun him for everything he had done and everything he did after this, even if Sora didn’t know much about that.

But I suppose it does make some sense, he thought, resting his chin on his hand and watching the screen carefully. He’s Sora. He’s… everything.

Sora blinked at the screen. Now knowing that the person wasn’t really Riku, it hurt. He needed to find Riku, and he knew he didn’t for another year, something he wanted to rage against the world for, but the idea that he could have found him and just forgot… He didn’t know if that would have been worse or better.

He hummed almost silently, rolling over the situation in his mind. This Riku… thought he was Riku. Hopefully that meant that they would stick together and find Naminé together. He also wondered what happened to this Riku after all this, he seemingly just vanished. Or worse. He heard the finality in the tones of those who spoke of him. Like he was already gone.

And the idea of Riku, any version of Riku, dying, made his heart wither and shriek and demand he do something.

Sora runs up to Riku, asking him what he’s doing there. Riku asks if he’s not happy to see him and to let him know if he’s getting in the way of something more important.

Sora recoiled from the screen. He knew it wasn’t Riku, but hearing the words, hearing the tone from someone who looked like Riku… It reminded him of Hollow Bastion, of Neverland. Of trying desperately to reach out for Riku only for the older boy to smack his hands away and fall deeper and deeper into the darkness all as Sora attempted to save him.

Riku winced almost immediately, curling one of his hands into a fist. The tone… Hollow Bastion and Montro, prove it to Sora, prove it to Sora, prove it to Sora, don’t let him abandon you, show him he’s wrong. He knew it wasn’t the Replica’s fault, he highly doubted anything that happened in this castle was anyone’s fault but Marluxia’s and Larxene’s.

“Geeze, what?” Xion asked, taken aback by the screen, eyes widening and looking over at the real Riku. “What happened? If he thinks he’s the real Riku, he would have been overjoyed to see Sora!”

Well actually, Riku thought, remembering the way he had hidden from Sora for the entire time that Sora was bouncing around the worlds after he woke up. I probably would have been very apologetic and self-conscious, but I wouldn’t have been hostile.

“Yeah,” Sora agreed after a second, firmly shoving those feelings and memories away. They were fine now, they were friends, they had always been friends, and Sora wasn’t going to let him run away again. “Um… Axel? Naminé?” He had a feeling he knew what was happening, but if Naminé didn’t want to talk about it…

“I manipulated his memory,” Naminé admitted in a dull voice, still not looking up. She couldn’t, she couldn’t look at him, not the one who had protected her, the one she had hurt the most, the one she had-

“Into wanting to find you as well?” Terra asked gently. As much as he didn’t want her to talk about something that hurt her, he didn’t want anyone to draw the wrong conclusions and be mad at Naminé. Not that they would if they were thinking straight, but emotions were tricky, complicated. He would know.

Vanitas bristled slightly as Naminé curled into herself a little more, and he shot a glare at Terra. Something that Aqua readily returned, but there was still a hint of confusion in her eyes when she looked at him.

“More like… he knew where I was but… he didn’t want anyone else to find me,” Naminé admitted, curling her hand tightly around the black pencil that she held. It had been easy, it had been so easy to pull his memories of Sora, especially the True Memory and center them all around her. To put Sora in Kairi’s place during their first adventure and then put herself in Sora’s place. She had shattered him apart and still had the gall to act worried about him. How manipulative of her.

“Strange,” Kairi murmured, trying not to think too hard about Naminé’s abilities. She didn’t want to, she didn’t want to be reminded of what Naminé had done to Sora because now she was nearly gone from his memories and maybe she was the smallest bit bitter that Riku was still there and maybe she hated that fact but loved the fact that it was Sora's love for her that was driving him but she also-

She didn’t know what to feel.

“Was there a reason for that or…?” Ven trailed off at the end, looking around the room.

“We needed Sora to traverse even deeper into the castle,” Axel explained, carefully not thinking about all the actions that were going to happen in quick succession after this event. “If he thought Riku was there, somewhere within it, he would go even faster. In order to… save his two friends that were missing.” Axel looked over at the couch that held the Island kids, biting his tongue when he saw the way that Kairi had flinched a little at that. He hadn’t meant to hurt her, he couldn’t… He didn’t know why, but the idea of doing something to hurt Kairi, ignoring the fact that he had kidnapped her twice in the past couple of weeks, it made him feel sick. Or the memory of it. Maybe the smallest bit of the older brother left in him.

“It would have worked,” Sora said, shifting slightly on the couch. “It did work, didn’t it?”

Axel nodded.

And that’s a good thing, right? Sora thought, trying to keep the frown off his face. It helped me save Naminé, right? But seeing… Seeing himself lose more and more memories and now Riku, or some version of Riku… having his own memories tampered with, almost throwing him back to how he had been acting when under Maleficent’s control… was it really worth it? Of course it is. Is it though?

Sora is surprised and says he didn’t mean that. Riku says never mind his excuses and he bets that Sora’s forgotten all about him.

“Never,” Sora murmured, taking in a deep breath. This wasn’t Riku, this wasn’t Riku. But he thinks he’s Riku, he has all of Riku’s memories. Doesn’t that mean that Riku thinks that way too? No, Naminé said she messed with his memories. But I’m still acting the same, even with my memories messed with. Does that mean…? It can’t, right? “Never, never.”

Riku flinched, looking away from the screen. Hopefully, everyone watching this just thought it was a side effect of Naminé’s memory meddling. And it was in a way. He would never speak those thoughts aloud if it was really him, was he crazy?

Mickey frowned, looking to Riku in concern. This couldn’t be easy for the young boy.

Sora asks if he’s crazy.

A little bit, Riku thought, biting the inside of his cheek. This guy doesn’t seem to have any of my… inhibitions. Hopefully he doesn’t say anything more.

Sora says he came all this way looking for him.

Riku’s heartrate both jumped and slowed at that. First of all, Sora, you should have gone home, with Kairi. Have some peace. Let me try to help fix the world I helped to break. Second, Error: Sora.

Sora smiled a little at that. I’m glad that I still remember that much, he thought. Even if I’ve forgotten most of it, I still remember that I came here looking for Riku.

Riku says that he’s not anymore though, right, and that he’s only focused on finding Naminé. He says that Sora doesn’t care about him.

Other me, please stop talking! Riku recoiled from the screen. He wasn’t supposed to speak these words, he wasn’t supposed to say anything, nothing to get in the way, nothing to make Sora hurt more than he already had. Also, Sora wasn’t supposed to know this!

Sora bit his lip. Riku doesn’t actually feel this way, right? He said… on the beach, that he has something I can never imitate and it’s having me for a friend. He doesn’t… He’s my friend and I’m his. He’s my best friend, he doesn’t actually…

Sora says that’s not true, and Donald says that they’ve been looking for him and King Mickey and Naminé.

Aqua found herself turning away from the screen. It wasn’t the same, it wasn’t even close to being the same but… All she could see in her head was that plaza in Radiant Garden, their words that devolved from friendly to argument stricken. The way they had split off from each other, her reaching desperately out for Terra, only for him to slip from her fingers like smoke. Like Ven, lashing out as a sixteen-year-old would, betrayed by someone he had called a sister.

Even if she didn’t notice it, Terra and Ven seemed to be reacting in a similar way.

Riku tells Sora that he never gave a thought to Naminé’s feelings and at Sora’s confusion, he tells him just because he wants to see Naminé doesn’t mean it goes both ways.

“It did,” Naminé said quietly, managing to look up to look at the Island kids. She didn’t dare look at the screen, though she still saw part of it out of the corner of her eye and she almost didn’t manage to restrain her flinch. “I wanted to meet you.”

“I’m glad,” Sora answered after a second, giving her a smile that had all the adults in the room noticing. Something was… off with Sora, and not just leftover reactions from the panic attack. “I’m happy I got to meet you too.”

I am, Sora thought. I just wish… It hadn’t needed to happen in this way.

Sora is surprised and Riku says that Naminé doesn’t even want to see his face.

“Naminé, what exactly did you put into… Riku’s head?” Roxas asked, looking between the onscreen versions of them and those sitting on the couch. He tripped over the name, mostly because it was weird to see another version of the older boy. Honestly, this version of Riku acted more like how he imagined Riku to be. Brash, loud, uncaring, and forceful. This was the person he had imagined when Xion had been considering giving herself up, who had fought and attacked and hurt all of them in his mission to get Sora back. Not the sad, caring, traumatized older boy who seemed to only really want Sora back. And it wasn’t like Roxas was a stranger to that feeling.

“I, um…” Naminé bit her lip slightly. If she told the truth, she would have to tell Riku what she did. And it would probably reveal some things that Riku didn’t want to get revealed. Maybe. She honestly didn’t know this version of him that well, even if they had spent a year together. It had been hard for her to be around him, and he wasn’t in the best headspace either. “I basically took a lot of his memories he had of his childhood and put me in place of whoever else was there. So, he really wanted to protect me.”

Kairi couldn’t help but frown slightly at the words Naminé used. She had taken memories from his childhood and simply altered them, so she was there instead. Instead of just adding new ones? That she could more easily control? Kairi frowned, looking down at her hands. Sure, Naminé had implied that she had added new memories but whenever it came down to Naminé’s explanations, they always seemed more like she had simply manipulated old memories that the person had. Case in point, she had replaced Kairi in Sora’s memories, that much was obvious from the charm, but… Had it been a choice? Or was… that the only way Naminé’s powers worked? Did that mean anything?

“I knew you always wanted to protect us,” Sora murmured, moving closer to Riku slightly so he could nudge him in the side. When Riku turned to look at him, Sora smiled wide. “You always wanted to protect us.”

“Of course I did,” Riku replied, but he internally frowned. What memories could Naminé have changed in him that had to do with Kairi that would make him that… protective? Because it had to be Kairi, just like with Sora. And don’t get him wrong, Kairi was still a good friend of his but before, things had been shifting between the two of them. And he did care about her, he did. She was his childhood friend and he had to make sure she was safe, not just for Sora to have his happy ending. But what memories?

When Sora asks why, Riku tells him that he should ask his memories about why Naminé disappeared from the islands and if Sora remembered that, he’d know.

Naminé fell back against the couch, looking back down at her drawing. If Sora remembered what happened the night Riku left the islands, he’d know. That had been one of the more… complicated memories to fit in. She had almost needed to put Sora in Kairi’s place, talking to Riku about something. She couldn’t remember the exact thing now, because the memory had been so long ago in the Replica’s mind, due to him apparently being five or six when it happened. Also, it had been combined with some other memories, but that had been the base. Mostly because it had a lot of strong emotions from Riku himself.

Sora wonders if he did something and if it’s his fault.

Ven tipped his head to the side slightly. Where were these memory ideas coming from? There must have been a reason for Naminé to create these specific memories but why? Was it to draw Sora in more? But why this specifically?

Riku tells Sora to go home and that he’d take care of Naminé. He says that anyone who goes near her has to go through him and his clothes turn back into when he was possessed by Ansem.

Riku threw himself backwards, breath catching in his throat and eyes going wide. No, no, no, not there, not him, not that darkness, no, please-

“Riku!” Sora exclaimed in worry at Riku reaction. Seeing Riku again like that… he couldn’t believe it but he couldn’t worry about that right now. Reaching out, he grasped Riku’s hand, tugging on it until Riku’s eyes slowly slid to him. “That’s not you, remember? You’re not consumed by the darkness, you’re not even dark anymore. You’re Riku,” he told the older boy, tugging the older boy in until he could fit against the other islander’s side. From here, he could feel Riku’s heartbeat racing through his body. “Remember? Light. It doesn’t matter what you did in the past, you’re light now.”

Riku took in several deep breaths, trying to calm down. He could feel both Mickey’s and Terra’s gazes on him and he wanted to reassure them that he wasn’t having a panic attack, but he still was trying to calm his breath.

Aqua raised an eyebrow at the screen. So, this version of Riku was still using darkness? If he was a copy of Riku’s heart, did that mean that Riku still had darkness within him? She thought he managed to purge all of it when he was possessed by Ansem and thrown into the Realm of Darkness. He was near the door to Kingdom Hearts, which was all light. If Riku wasn’t fully light…

She understood Riku falling to the darkness, as hard as it had been. She would be a hypocrite otherwise, as she still cared for Terra even with his fall. But if Riku still had darkness in him that he hadn’t gotten rid of, that could be dangerous. She would have to bring it up, talk to him about it. Maybe find a way to help him get rid of it so she could help Terra do the same thing.

Riku finally managed to slow his breathing enough that it was back to normal level, and he opened his eyes. He didn’t know when he had closed them. Kairi was watching him in concern and Sora was tucked into his side, holding one of his hands carefully.

“Riku?” Sora questioned and Riku nodded once.

“I’m okay,” he told the younger boy. “It just… startled me.”

“You’re light now, remember?” Sora reminded him and Riku blew out a slow breath. Well, not completely light, he thought. Still dark, though it’s mine now. Does Sora know that? He pondered the thought. While Sora had known he had used darkness to help in the latest adventure, was Sora under the impression that it was all gone? He bit his lip. Hopefully Sora wouldn’t be too mad when that particular revelation came to light.

Axel hummed quietly as he watched the screen. He always had a feeling that there was more than just light in Riku’s heart, and he wasn’t talking about Ansem’s darkness that Riku had utilized. He shrugged offhandedly, relaxing back into the sofa. A little darkness wasn’t that bad, he would know. No one was all darkness or all light, except maybe Kairi and that was because she was “special”. If Riku used it for good, so not in the scenario they were watching but he had hope that the original Riku was more conscious than his Replica, there was nothing wrong with it.

Riku lunges at Sora with his sword

Riku pursed his lips at the sight of the sword. Stars, he hated it so badly.

and Sora asked him what was wrong with him as he blocked it with his Keyblade and weren’t they supposed to be friends?

“We are friends,” Sora told himself and the others around him. He reached out with his other hand, grasping Kairi’s hand and holding it just as tightly. “All three of us.”

Both of them smiled at him, even if they were both the slightest bit strained. Unsaid words hung between all of them.

Riku asks Sora when Sora ever cared about him and told him that Naminé’s not the only one sick of looking at him and so is Riku.

Riku froze up slightly. “That’s not true,” he told Sora, twisting so he could see the younger boy better. “That’s not true at all.”

“I know,” Sora replied with a smile but inside, his mind was going quick. If it’s not true, where are these thoughts coming from? Aren’t they just reflections of the true Riku? Sure Naminé might have messed with his memories but she did that with me and I’m still me. So, why isn’t Riku? Is it just more manipulation on Naminé’s part?

Sora asks what Riku means when he says he’s sick of looking at him and asks Riku why he would say that.

Aqua pressed her lips together, trying not to let certain memories flash in front of her eyes. “You’re awful, Aqua.” Terra walking away despite her best efforts.

Riku says that it was because he was holding it in and that he never liked Sora at all, before attacking Sora again.

“It’s because I manipulated a True Memory,” Naminé said, cutting off whatever Riku was going to say. And she couldn’t stand the look on his face of pure devastation, like he wanted to go into the screen and fight the Replica of him himself. All three of the Islanders looked to and she swallowed, trying not to flinch. They’re not going to hurt you, they’re just going to be mad, she told herself. “The Replica… his memory, it’s… really changed.”

“Like you’re doing with Sora?” Ven asked, remembering the conversation they’d had a couple of minutes prior, but Naminé shook her head.

“With Sora, I’m slowly changing one of his True Memories,” she admitted, looking down and playing with the end of her pencil. “But with Riku, I’ve changed… nearly all of them.”

“All of them?” Riku asked, eyes widening and feeling like the air had just been punched out of him. Naminé had manipulated the memories that made him up. Well, not him specifically but a version of him. Was this… was this who he would become if the same had been done to him? Scornful of Sora, driven to the darkness to protect someone. Well, that kinda already happened.

“Yeah,” Naminé admitted. “A lot of your True Memories, they… they pertain to people.” Or person, Naminé thought but she wasn’t going to say it aloud. “So, I changed those, so it was me instead. Instead of a wide variety of people creating you,” Or one main person and a couple of others. “it’s just me. Thus, how the Replica is acting.”

Riku leaned back into the couch, feeling floored. This could happen to him? This was the consequence of being centered around one person? If… If Naminé had theoretically changed it to instead surround someone like Sora or Kairi, would he be acting the same as he was onscreen? Or would if be different even then?

“Naminé, you keep describing the memories you change as simply shifting something or adding yourself to them,” Kairi said slowly, looking at her Nobody carefully. “Can you… create memories of your own? Or can you only manipulate memories that are already there?”

Naminé blinked in surprise. She hadn’t expected… “Yeah,” she replied quietly. “I can’t create new memories, I can only…” She stifled the slightly hysterical giggle that wanted to rise in her throat as she prepared to say the familiar words. “Our memories are connected, all the pieces linked together in a chain, keeping hearts together. I don’t erase memories or add new ones, I just take the links apart and rearrange them.” She winced at the end, remembering the confusion that always came up when she talked about memories. “Does that… make sense?”

“Yeah, it does,” Terra told her with a reassuring smile. Naminé nodded to him, relaxing slightly into the couch. She looked over, catching Vanitas’s eye. And it could have been a trick of the light, but she could have sworn he gave her a small smile.

“So, I never lost any of my memories?” Sora checked and Naminé nodded again. Sora slumped backwards in relief, leaning on Riku’s side. Good, he thought. Then it should be easier to put them back together. Maybe that’s the only reason why I was able to get my memories back at all.

Sora and Riku fight some more, with Donald and Goofy attempting to help, but Riku retreats after a while, turning and running up the stairs and away.

Sora winced slightly. Yeah, that would drag him deeper into the castle pretty easily, he recognized. He always needed to follow Riku after all, he needed to stay near him. We’re best friends, after all. And Riku was only saying those things because Naminé manipulated his memories. I wonder… I wonder if that version of him didn’t remember me that well. Or thought I was someone else in his mind. That had to be the only reason why he was saying those things.

Sora runs after him, calling out, but once he reaches the top of the stairs, Riku is gone.

He knew it would happen, but Sora still sighed, feeling upset. He knew it wouldn’t be that easy, but, y’know, just once, he’d like it to be.

Sora stops, looking down at the floor, and Goofy comes up behind him with Donald, asking if he’s okay.

“No, he’s not okay, he just had to fight his friend and said friend just said he hated him,” Roxas snarked with an eyeroll. “What did you think he’d be feeling?” Sora shot a look in Roxas’s direction, but it wasn’t the harsh. Roxas still winced slightly. “Sorry.”

Sora says not to worry about him and asks what happened with Riku.

No, do worry about him, Aqua thought, pressing her hands together and looking between the screen and the couch. This has been damaging to him, he should at least get a minute or two to process it.

Jiminy says it was strange and that it almost looked like Ansem was controlling Riku again.

No, never, Riku thought, shivering slightly at the thought. If he got taken over by Ansem again… He didn’t know what he’d do. He probably wouldn’t be able to take it, that feeling of helplessness, of watching your body move with no say in what it was doing. He wouldn’t be able to deal with it if it happened again.

Sora says that they got rid of Ansem for good and Goofy wonders what was wrong with Riku then. Donald realizes the king might be in danger as well if he was with Riku.

Mickey smiled at his friend’s worry, but his gaze was drawn to Sora again. As much as Donald’s worry meant a lot to him, he hoped Donald was also being there for Sora. He didn’t doubt it, not a little bit, but it was clear that Sora needed support right then. Hopefully he got it.

Jiminy gets Sora’s attention and says that he knows Sora must being thinking that Riku isn’t his friend, but that it isn’t true. Sora asks if he’s sure.

Sora made a face, before turning and snuggling deeper into Riku’s side, holding his hand tightly. His past self must be dealing with a lot of memory fog and worry if he even let the thought of Riku not being his friend cross his mind.

“I’m never gonna doubt it,” he promised Riku, and the boy turned to look at him. “You’re always going to be my friend. No matter what.”

Riku paused before smiling. “And you’re always going to be mine,” he replied. Even if I want it to be more.

Jiminy says that he knows that Riku said some awful things to him back there, but he reminds them that they’re in Castle Oblivion and that folks there lose their memories a little bit at a time. He says that Riku’s probably just forgotten that he and Sora are such close friends.

Riku felt a rush of gratitude for the small, little cricket. Conscience indeed, he thought. He was just glad that someone was there to try and remind Sora that it wasn’t true. They would always be friends; Sora was everything to Riku. And he was so glad that Jiminy was working to remind Sora of that. Again, the thought came whirling back to him. What, exactly, did Naminé change in his Replica? What memory was altered? What thing was forgotten? Because it must have been a lot to make him that… indifferent to Sora.

Sora says that Jiminy thinks Riku just forgot and Jiminy confirms it, saying that instead of being sad, they just have to figure out a way to get Riku his memory back.

I should have done that, Naminé thought. I know he was walking away; I knew he needed time, space, but I should have tried to do something. I should have tried to fix his memories, should have given him something instead of nothing but an identity crisis. Maybe he would still be here then. She raised her eyes to look at Sora. He seems fine with the idea that me and Roxas and Xion could have our own bodies when this is over, if such a thing like that is possible. Maybe, if he was still alive, he would have been fine with the idea of letting Riku stick around. If Riku wanted to, that is. She sighed and looked back down at her page. The first person she had been drawing was mostly finished so she scrutinized the page for a second before reaching for the silver pencil. There was enough space on this paper for two people.

Jiminy says if they all work together, they’re sure to help him get through this.

Work together, Aqua thought. The goal of every Keyblade Wielder. The lifeblood of them. Keyblade Wielders are meant to be together and yet… She looked down at her clasped hands, rolling over familiar memories again and again. And yet, we fall apart so quickly.

Goofy says that Jiminy’s right and that Sora shouldn’t push his friends away.

Axel pointedly didn’t look at the screen at that, curling his hands into a fist so tightly that he felt his nails through the leather. Don’t push your friends away. The thought echoed around in his mind, and he could see the blue hair, yellow eyed man that had been the menace of his life for the past month. I wasn’t the one to do that, you did that, he thought, trying not to think of sunsets and dinners and pain and betrayal. I tried, at least.

Sora says okay but still seems down, so Donald asks him if he remembers their very first promise. Sora is confused and Donald and Goofy tell him, ‘always smile!’

Aqua grimaced. She got the point, she understood what they were trying to do, trying to help Sora’s spirit and she of all people knew the fact that Keyblade Wielders couldn’t dwell on dark feelings, lest it lead to darkness itself, but there was nothing wrong with having those emotions for a couple of minutes, working through them if possible. If Sora just kept pushing them down and ignoring them in order to ‘always smile’ he was going to end up with some form of darkness of his own. Unfortunately, that was just how it was going to work.

She looked over at him. She wanted to bring it up, she wanted to bring it up very badly but… she knew better than to bring up someone’s insecurities in front of others. Just look what happened with Terra. She would have to wait for a break, wait for a chance to gently take him into the other room and do her best to explain. She hoped he would listen to her.

Goofy says it was the first promise they made to each other and that they promised to never forget to keep smiling.

Right, right, Sora thought, nodding slowly and gently extricating himself from Riku’s side. He didn’t let go of Riku’s hand, however. Keep smiling, keep being the hero. Everything will work out, it always does. It’ll be okay. This ship runs on happy faces.

Sora looks back at them and smiles, nodding to them and saying they’re right. He walks up to the next door and pulls out another card, pressing it to the door.

Xion hummed, trying to figure out where they would go next. If this was in order, which it seemed to be very close to going to the same places as before… was this next place going to be Hook’s ship?

The three of them find themselves in a cabin on Hook’s ship.

Xion smiled triumphantly to herself. She had been right.

Riku grimaced as the next place appeared. This place? Of all places? The good thing was it didn’t seem like a version of him was appearing in the worlds unlike the other people Sora interacted with in those worlds. No there was already a version of him running around and making Sora sad. So, he probably wouldn’t show up in this one, which was good. He was already feeling not the greatest.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy look around and Sora wonders where they are now.

Sora winced at the reminder that he was still losing memories. But… Naminé had said that he hadn’t actually lost any of his memories. He just… couldn’t remember them. It was a little confusing to him, but it was at least nice to know that while he couldn’t consciously remember them, they were still there. And again, Naminé had given them back in the end.

Goofy says that the floor is kind of unsteady and that he can hear the ocean as well. Donald realizes that they must be inside a ship.

Mickey smiled. Out of all of them, Donald would know them best. Of course he would.

Sora says they better find a way out but wonders which way to go.

“Would all the doors end up in the same place?” Vanitas asked, watching the screen in disinterest. “It’s a ship, a contained area. Does it really matter which way they go?”

“I suppose not,” Sora answered. “It’s not like we would get permanently lost, but it’s more for the sake of time than anything. Just wandering around a ship that’s bound to have Heartless on it doesn’t sound that fun.” Vanitas tipped his head to the side in an understanding gesture, even as he rolled his eyes.

Tinkerbell suddenly appears in between them all, startling them. Sora asks Tink who she is and Jiminy says that maybe she’s trying to help them.

“Peter probably wants her to help them,” Ven remarked, remembering how… ill-tempered the fairy had been when they had encountered her before, when looking for Kairi. “I doubt it would be something she chose for herself.”

There were nods of agreement from around the room.

Goofy says that Jiminy is right when Tink nods to Jiminy’s statement and the four of them head after Tinkerbell as she leaves. Tink leads them through the boat and Sora notes that all the rooms are starting to look the same to him.

“It’s not just you,” Riku admitted with a small smile. “It was impossible to navigate that ship when I was there.” His smile dimmed a little, but he pushed past it. “That was why I mostly stayed with Kairi’s body in cabin. Not worth it getting lost over and over again.”

Kairi smirked slightly. “Riku, accomplished fighter, beat Sora, traveled across the worlds.” She gestured a little as she spoke, gaining smiles from both of the others on the couch. “Defeated by a boat.”

Sora laughed quietly as Riku got a playfully offended look on his face. “Please, like you could do better.”

“I bet I could, actually,” Kairi said, theatrically looking down her nose at him. “Sora, you’ll have to take me to Neverland once we’re out of here. We have to kick Hook off his boat for an hour so I can prove myself better than Riku.”

“Of course,” Sora replied with laughter in his tone. “I’ll put it on the list.”

Roxas leaned over to speak directly to Axel. “Should we… get in on this debate?” He asked quietly. Axel smirked and shook his head.

“Nah, it’s theirs,” he told the younger boy. “But I bet you could challenge Xion to the same thing and she react the same.” Roxas got a considering look on his face.

Goofy wonders if they’re just going in circles and Donald sarcastically says that Tinkerbell was a big help. Tinkerbell flies really fast around Donald’s head and Goofy says that Donald might have ruffled her feathers.

Several people raised eyebrows, waiting to see if Tink was going to kick Donald like she had before. A lot of other events had been repeated in these memory worlds, there was no reason why this one shouldn’t be as well.

Peter Pan calls down, wondering where Tink is and chastising her that she wasn’t supposed to bring pirates with her.

“Do I look like a pirate?” Sora wondered, tipping his head to the side slightly, and Kairi giggled.

“Nah, much too nice for a pirate,” she told him. “You look like an adventurer.”

Sora shot her a grin. “It is what I am after all.”

Peter tells Sora to stay back, saying that it would be the last fight he picked if he didn’t.

“Could you win against Peter Pan?” Xion wondered. “He must be able to fight, he deals with pirates, but he also only has that tiny knife.”

Sora frowned, considering it. “Possibly,” he replied.

Terra snorted quietly to himself, a small smile making its way across his face. He might not like thinking about those events that much, but he was able to find a little humor in some pieces of it. You could beat Peter Pan, he thought to Sora. Would probably be pretty easy for you too.

Aqua looked out of the corner of her eye at Terra. She didn’t know what was so humorous to him, but she was glad for it. She missed hearing Terra laugh.

Donald says they’re not pirates and that they’re here for a reason, but he can’t remember the reason. He asks Sora, who can’t remember either and neither can Goofy.

“A magical castle is throwing you into worlds of your memories,” Axel said drily. “There. A perfectly understandable reason.” Xion and Roxas both laughed quietly.

Sora gave the screen a considering look. Not losing them, just can’t remember them, he reminded himself. I’ll be fine.

Peter says he understands and says if they were pirates, they wouldn’t get lost on their own ship.

“Bet,” Riku muttered. Every single room in that ship had looked identical, he highly doubted there hadn’t been a pirate or five who had gotten lost in the belly of it.

Peter also says they’re dressed funny.

“No, we’re not,” Sora sniffed. “They’re the ones dressed weird.” Kairi and Riku simply shook their heads.

Sora realizes that if Peter thought they were pirates, then this place must be a pirate ship and Peter says he’s correct, telling them that they’re trapped in the Jolly Roger, the ship of Captain Hook.

“Strange name,” Ven noted, but didn’t say anything further. Roxas nodded in agreement with his mirror image. The name was very strange.

Donald says if they’re trapped, that means Peter is too, but Peter says not to be silly and that no one can capture Peter Pan.

“Does he know that for sure though?” Vanitas muttered, rolling his eyes. While he hadn’t really needed to interact with them personally, and thank Kingdom Hearts for that, he still had seen them eleven years ago. Peter Pan and his lost boys were highly annoying and if someone were to take them down a peg or two, he wouldn’t be opposed.

Peter says he’s just laying low until it’s time to spring his plan and Goofy asks what plan it is. Peter says that the pirates kidnapped his friend Wendy, and she has to be somewhere on the ship, but he didn’t expect so many pirates to be on watch and sent Tink ahead to look around.

Kairi grimaced. She knew it was just because Sora was partly reliving what had happened to him the first time he went to all the worlds, but she couldn’t help but feel bad for Wendy. The girl hadn’t done anything, and she had been kidnapped for no reason other than she was Peter Pan’s friend. No, she wasn’t seeing any parallels and any ways it wouldn’t happen to her again, she had her Keyblade now, she wasn’t going to let anyone catch her. Hopefully Wendy managed to get out of there safely.

Sora guesses he thinks what’s on Tink's mind and says if they make a big enough racket, they can distract all the pirates.

“And you’re wonderful at that,” Riku said with a small grin and Sora twisted so he could look at him better.

“Riku,” Sora said to him in scolding but playful tone. “I’m betrayed. I’m hurt. How dare you?” Riku shook his head slightly.

“Just calling it as I see it,” he told the younger boy, whose face scrunched up at the perceived betrayal.

“He’s right,” Kairi agreed, and Sora turned to look at her. “What? It’s a compliment. It’s a good skill to have.” Riku laughed silently from behind Sora.

Goofy says Sora must have read Tink’s mind at her agreement and Sora says they should work together, at least until they’re above deck. Peter agrees, though he does say that he could save Wendy alone, if he wanted to and he’s only helping because it looks like Sora and the others would be stuck without him.

“Just accept the help,” Roxas grumbled with an eyeroll. Honestly.

Xion gave him a look. Are we aware about who just said that? She asked in her mind. Tad bit hypocritical, ain’t it?

They head through the hallways until Peter comes across another room, spotting Wendy inside it. Tink flies to her, followed by Peter who says he’s come to rescue her with his three new Lost Boys.

“Lost Boys?” Sora wondered.

“They’re children who live on the Island itself,” Aqua explained, a soft smile crossing her face as she thought of them. She remembered her time with them. As much as they might have annoyed her, looking back, it was nice to have that little, small moment of childhood fun and silliness when the rest of her world was falling down around her. “They consider Peter their leader and follow him everywhere.”

Sora nodded in understanding.

Peter says they should get out of the boat now and go exploring, mentioning that they’ll never grow up.

Aqua frowned slightly when she was reminded of the Island’s whole… deal. While the idea of never growing up didn’t really interest her, the rest of it did. And probably for the wrong reasons. The idea of being stuck in the same place, with the same people, for all eternity… it was, in a way, something that she had already experienced and was currently experiencing. The Realm of Darkness never changed, neither did the Heartless, and Ven and Terra hadn’t either. Was she in her own little personal Neverland when stuck in the Realm of Darkness?

She frowned deeper. She would have been twenty-nine this year, had everything gone normally. She would have a world; she might have even taken on a student or two. She was well aware that Master Eraqus had taken on her and Terra later than most Masters did. But she hadn’t gotten any of that. Instead, she was still eighteen, highly traumatized, alone, and facing the end of the world.

Such was the life of a Keyblade Master.

Wendy says that she has something to tell Peter and says that she wants to go home to London, much to Peter’s surprise. Peter asks why she would want to do that, citing that she would turn into a grown-up and that adventures are much more fun.

“Everyone has to grow up,” Axel murmured, eyes drifting down to the floor. “Even if some never get the chance.” ‘Ri’s face danced in front of his closed eyelids, her laughter nothing more than a fleeting memory now.

Peter says if she goes back to London, she’ll have to leave the nursery and she’ll grow up and they’ll never see each other again. Wendy says she knows but that she still wants to go back home.

Terra looked at his hands. The ability to go back home. How he wished he had it. But the Land of Departure had been destroyed right in front of his eyes and even past that, Aqua had somehow transformed it into the very castle Sora and the others were going through. Maybe Aqua could turn it back but… on top of it all, Terra didn’t know if he could go home. He didn’t know if he deserved it.

Peter says he came to rescue her, and she doesn’t even care if she never sees him again.

She probably cares a lot, Xion thought. She just can’t let that… interfere with her decision. Her eyes drifted to Roxas for a second.

Wendy says he doesn’t understand but Peter tells her to suit herself and to rescue herself before flying off. Sora calls out after him.

Kairi threw her hands up in the air. “Unbelievable,” she scoffed. “She gets caught because she’s your friend but the second she disagrees with you, you leave her alone. Of course.”

She rubbed the bridge of her nose. Maybe if Sora took her there, she could meet up with Wendy. Maybe they could become friends. It surely looked like Wendy needed some good ones.

Sora says that Peter isn’t very thoughtful before asking what they should do now.

“Escape, idiot, you still have Tink,” Vanitas groused with another eyeroll. “She can lead you just fine.”

“Huh, I would have thought she would have followed Peter,” Sora noted, gazing at the screen. “But I bet that’s what we’re going to do next.”

Goofy says they should think of something once they’re up on deck but Donald says that doesn’t make any sense.

There were several quiet laughs echoing around the room and Mickey smiled at the images of his friends. Never change, you guys, he thought, thinking back to all their adventures they had together, long before Mickey ever regained his family’s crown and lost his brother. Never change.

Sora mentions that there’s still trouble outside and tells Wendy to stay there, saying that they’ll make a distraction. Goofy says maybe if she stays there, Peter will change his mind and come back, and the three of them leave, eventually fighting their way up to the deck.

“See, you’re great at creating a ruckus,” Riku told Sora, gesturing to the screen. Sora crossed his arms and grumbled a bit, gaining Kairi’s laughter in the process.

Hook appears, saying he’ll teach them to play stow away on his ship and guesses their friends of Peter Pan.

“More acquaintances, but I understand the confusion,” Roxas snarked. “After all, every child on that Island has it out for you, so it’s not that strange that you would assume every child you ever come across also has it out for you.”

“Also, they just spent the last five minutes clashing through the ship, making a very big mess,” Ven added, and Roxas nodded.

Donald wonders if they’re his friends and Goofy says that he didn’t seem to think so, with Sora adding that he even ditched Wendy.

“The downside of never growing up,” Aqua said with a shake of her head. “Emotional maturity never hits.”

Hook yells that he wasn’t finished talking yet and tells them how dare they put their backs to him.

Axel thought the Castle had Hook down pretty well.

Several of the other kids jumped when Hook yelled. Riku rolled his eyes. “I wonder if the island stunted his emotional maturity as well.”

He says that they’re in cahoots with Peter Pan, no mistake, and Sora says if he says so, but he’s still going to let them off this ship, with Goofy adding on that Wendy’s coming with them.

“Sora,” Kairi groaned, rubbing her temples.

“What?” Sora asked her. “If he says no, we can just fight our way out. Might as well give them a possible peaceful solution.”

“And that’s admirable,” Aqua said gently. “But I don’t think he’s going to let you off without a fight.” Sora shrugged.

Hook says that he’s one step ahead of them and shows Wendy on the plank over the side of the ship.

Kairi’s heartrate jumped a little before she managed to calm it. She kept forgetting that these weren’t the actual people and instead just constructs made by a castle. It felt so real.

Sora and the others run over to the edge of the ship, but Hook says that if there’s any trouble, Wendy will fall. Donald says he wouldn’t, and Hook says that he would rather not as he needs her for bait for Peter Pan.

“You’ll have to find new bait then, because Peter abandoned her,” Vanitas grouched. All people abandon you.

Peter calls from above that he’ll just have to take the bait and floats between Hook and Wendy, much to Wendy’s surprise and Hook’s anger.

Vanitas raised an eyebrow.

“He came back,” Sora said with a smile. Good, he thought. You don’t abandon friends, even those you argue with.

Peter nearly tricks Hook into running off the plank as he scoops up Wendy, but Hook manages to balance.

Darn, Terra thought. That would have been karmic.

Hook threatens them and moves to attack. Sora faces off with him as Donald and Goofy turn into cards. In the end, they manage to shove Hook over the edge of the boat.

“See?” Kairi said, waving at the screen. “Look how easy it is. I bet Sora and I can do that easy and then we can have our little competition.”

“You know what, fine,” Riku replied, shaking his head slightly. “If you and Sora can successfully steal Hook’s ship from him, I’ll do your dumb little pirate navigation game.” Kairi smiled cheekily at him.

Sora says they did it and Peter says that he was going to leave it to them, but it looked like they really needed some help. He says they did well.

“Man, he really doesn’t change,” Roxas muttered, thinking of the boy he and Axel had encountered during that first mission. Still needing help to defeat big beasts.

Peter asks Wendy if she surely won’t change her mind about London and Wendy says she’s sorry, but she really wants to go home.

Several of the Keyblade Wielders in the room could relate to that. All their homes were either destroyed or they couldn’t get there, or they simply hadn’t been there in a long while.

Peter says he was afraid of that and that everyone grows up and grownups always forget. He says that she’ll forget what it’s like to be young and then she’ll forget about him, with Wendy saying that she’ll never forget about him.

Aqua looked over again at that, looking at Terra with a small smile. I suppose I’m like her in a way, she thought. Stuck in a place that doesn’t change, needing to hold onto memories of once was to remind myself of what could be. She pressed her lips together and ignored the slow burning in the back of her eyes. But I won’t forget either. And I won’t stop fighting. And one day, I’ll see you again and you’ll be free and we’ll both go back to the Land of Departure together. Together once again.

Peter says that’s what she thinks now but when she tries to remember him, the memories will be gone. She’ll forget little by little, one memory at a time and by the time she grows up, there won’t be anything left.

Ven winced at that, looking down at his hands. The people he once had, because he knew he once had people, whenever he thought of them… nothing. Nothing but impressions, dreams, feelings. Would that be what it would be like for Wendy? Only have the faintest clue that there used to be something you remember, but not actually remembering it? Or anything related to it?

Sora says to not say that and that memories, even important ones, don’t come back to us when we want them to but that doesn’t mean that they’re gone. Sora says it’s more like they’re sleeping, so when the right thing comes along and wakes the memory, they can remember it.

“Like True Memories,” Ven murmured.

“Or like memories in general,” Sora continued. “The smallest thing can trigger a cascade of memories.”

“I hope so,” Ven replied.

Vanitas looked away, biting the inside of his cheek. Why did he get the feeling… that something like that had happened to him before?

Sora says that the memories engraved in people’s hearts never go away and that he’s sure of it. Wendy says that Sora is right, and Peter says that it’s funny and that he used to think that everyone who left Neverland forgot about it, but Sora and his friends might be different.

“No, they can just access the memories in their hearts better,” Naminé said. “They can just remember better.

Peter says that if Sora says they’ll meet again, he believes him, and tells Wendy that London’s waiting. He tells Sora he can’t wait to see what Sora looks like grown up before flying off with Wendy.

Sora frowned at that. Wasn’t he… already grown up, in a way? He meant, most grownups hadn’t done what he had done. They hadn’t saved the world twice, got their memories scrambled up and then unscrambled, they hadn’t searched or even traveled across several different worlds. When he laid all that out, he felt pretty grown up. And he was only fifteen.

Another door appeared and the three of them went through it, back into Castle Oblivion.

Sora shook himself slightly, dislodging his thoughts. Grown up or not, he was still facing everything. And now, there was even more to see.

He blew out a slow breath. He could see what was coming next. He doubted it could be worse than what he had already seen.

Notes:

Whoo boy, another long one! 10,524 words! All these emotions are making the chapters long.

But hey, we got some more developments! Repliku has made an appearance, everyone give him a round of applause, and we're getting to the fun worlds. I'm just gonna have to slot Hundred Acre, probably after Hollow Bastion, and then we're barreling headfirst into the ending plot. Then we get to go to Riku's side.

Some Notes:
1. This is just a general thing I wanted to put out there, because it's been eating at me, but I'm going to attempt to make this story a little more canon compliant. I messed up when I first wrote some chapters and then I tried to commit to it, but it wouldn't leave my head. So, Aqua did realize that Terra had Bequeathed to Riku when she visited. However she doesn't now. I would like to direct your attention at that memory issues and angst tags and I dropped a couple of clues about it in the last chapter. Hopefully, it doesn't throw you guys off too badly.
2. Again, I might be taking some liberties with Mickey's background but until Square Enix gives us something concrete, it's my playground. I'm giving the Mouse so much angst, you won't believe it.

Well, see y'all next time! Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I hope you guys have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 29: A Memory of Hollow Bastion

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk into another white hall. Riku is there.

Riku narrowed his eyes at the Replica slightly. The last time the Replica spoke… Hopefully, he wouldn’t say such things now. And hopefully Sora wouldn't pick up on anything if it was said. Aren’t you supposed to be obsessed with Naminé, anyway? He thought at the Replica, as if he could project his thoughts across time and space to the Replica. If she replaced Kairi in your memories, why are you so… obsessed, to use the word again? She’s my friend, but I never felt like this for her. Something wasn’t really adding up.

Sora grimaced as the Replica appeared again. He knew it wasn’t Riku, it was a copy of him that his thoughts and memories messed with… but it still really hurt to hear all the vitriol the Replica was saying to him.

Riku asks Sora if he can’t take a hint and that he told him to go home.

Not without you, Sora thought. He couldn’t go home, not if Riku wasn’t going to come with him. Sora paused for a moment, thinking back to the conversation he’d had with Riku on the beach, when they were trapped in the Realm of Darkness right before the Door to Light opened. When they were together, everything seemed possible and Sora… If Riku truly didn’t want to return to the Islands, if he wasn’t able to fall back into that life, Sora would just go with him into the stars. He would visit his moms often, of course he would, but he couldn’t live without Riku.

Sora says not until he rescues him and Naminé and Riku says that he doesn’t ever remember asking Sora to rescue him.

But I always need it, Riku thought, curling one of his hands into a fist. I wasn’t ever able to get out of things on my own. I needed Sora to sacrifice himself to snap me out of my dark thoughts, I needed the cards to get out of the Realm of Darkness, I needed Mickey to help me defeat Ansem. I can’t ever do anything on my own.

He looked back up at the screen, taking a deep breath. Don’t worry, that will change soon. I’ll be able to save you soon. Not that you’ll ever need it.

Sora was the one who did the saving, not the needing to be saved.

Goofy interjects that Kairi’s waiting for them at home and Sora echoes it.

Kairi flinched slightly at that, looking down. Now, knowing what she did, it was so clear that Sora was forgetting her. And remembering Naminé in her place. The way he kept forgetting her name, the lack of inclusion when he referred to home, and, most damning, the way the charm had changed, at least in Sora’s eyes.

And it hurt, it really did. She was already worried about the fact that Sora kept leaving her behind, even if half the time it wasn’t his fault, and seeing something like that happen, it hurt.

She took a deep breath before looking back up at the screen. It wasn't Naminé's fault. It was okay, she would just stop it from happening again after this. She was sure, now that she had a Keyblade, she would right there next to Sora and Riku.

Riku says that Sora’s the one who has forgotten and reminds of what he said to Sora when they were closing Kingdom Hearts. “Take care of Kairi.”

Sora winced. “Kairi…” He said, turning to face the girl. “I’m sorry I didn’t stick around. I know that was hard on you.” He remembered her words from the World That Never Was, about how they had never come home and how she had instead gone to look for them, and how she had been shocked that their reunion was real. “But I…”

“You had to go after Riku, I know,” Kairi replied, giving him a gentle, albeit tight, smile. She pressed whatever she was feeling deep down and instead just tried to give understanding.

You shouldn’t have, Riku thought, looking away from them. You should have gone back to the Islands. You should have left me behind, I only hurt you. And I’ll only get in your way. Because even though he knew he shouldn’t, he wasn’t able to stop himself from loving Sora. He shouldn’t love him, but he did.

Terra couldn’t help but look away, the parallel between him and Riku, no matter how thin, still making itself shown to him. When he had been… captured by Xehanort, he had hoped and relied on the fact that Aqua would save Ven and take the two of them away to safety, hopefully then figuring out a way to possibly defeat Xehanort with help from Yen Sid and any others. Instead, Aqua had run after him and it hadn’t ended well for her. It at least ended in amnesia for him and Xehanort, even if it only lasted a couple of months before they both started to be able to influence the vessel, but she had gotten trapped down in the Realm of Darkness. Just like Sora got trapped in Castle Oblivion while searching for Riku.

Riku tells him to give it up and that he’s not going back to the Islands for anything.

And that would remain true, Riku thought, acknowledging the slight homesickness that still continued to haunt him. If not for Sora.

Sora says it’s not just for Kairi and what about everyone else. Riku says that Sora can have them and that he’s already forgotten them.

Roxas frowned then, thinking back. When he had been getting memories, in his dreams, there had been other kids in them. A girl and two boys. Is that who Sora and Riku were talking about?

Riku winced at what the Replica said. Sure, he wasn’t as close to Selphie, Tidus, or Wakka, but they were still his friends. He had still spent most of his childhood with them. The fact that the Replica didn’t remember them and didn’t care about that fact… It concerned him. What if the Replica had forgotten Sora? Or at least, certain memories with him in them?

He shivered at that thought. He couldn’t bear to forget Sora. That year where he could barely remember him had been hell and he never wanted to repeat it.

Sora says that’s enough and summons his Keyblade.

Sora looked away at that. He didn’t want to watch himself fight Riku again, unless it was for a friendly spar. And he would get a spar out of Riku some time. They had to see how well the two of them had improved since getting the Keyblades.

Riku asks Sora what about him and asks if he still remembers his friends from the Islands. Sora hesitates.

Sora flinched. Forgotten, forgotten, forgotten. He had forgotten so much, he forgot his friends, he forgot Kairi, he couldn’t-

He reached out and grabbed Riku’s hand, holding it tightly. It’s okay, it’s okay, it gets fixed, he told himself. It gets fixed.

Riku laughed and told Sora not to feel bad and it’s just what the castle does to people after a while.

Not the castle, me, Naminé thought, pausing in her drawing again. My fault, my fault, my-

Her eyes slid over to Vanitas, and she remembered his words. She took a deep breath. Maybe it was me, but I fixed it, she told herself. I did it because I had to, and I fixed it.

Riku says that it’s good and that you forget everything useless and remember what really matters.

It can’t be that, Riku thought. Because I wouldn’t have forgotten about Sora then. I would remember Sora if I remembered what really mattered. It’s not true.

Aqua frowned slightly as she watched the screen. What would happen, she wondered, if the security system was really like that? Taking away memories one after another. She looked down at her hands. She didn’t know how she felt about that. Sure, if that was the case, the security system would only be used on those with darkness, as those would be the only people attempting to get into the Land of Departure when it was like that, but now seeing this… she didn’t think she would wish slow memory loss on anyone, except Xehanort. Not when she saw the way Sora and the Replica were both struggling, trying to hold onto what little memory they had left.

Not when she had witnessed Ven's continuous struggle with his own amnesia.

Memories are precious, she thought. Probably one of the most precious things, besides hearts. She didn’t think she could believe differently after seeing this.

Riku says he remembers the one thing the most important to him and that protecting Naminé is the only thing that matters.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Naminé whispered in her head to the Replica. I hurt you so much, I’m sorry, I wish I could have changed it.

Xion, sitting next to Naminé, was able to see the way that her shoulders hunched and nudged her gently, giving her a smile when Naminé looked up at her. Naminé tried to return it and her eyes drifted again, back to the darkness user.

Vanitas looked over when he felt eyes on him and he tipped his head to the side the slightest bit, raising an eyebrow at her. Was she okay? Naminé smiled back at him and, with a lack of any other ideas, he nodded to her, feeling his lips twitch up the slightest bit. He internally frowned at himself, making sure the expression wouldn’t be seen on the outside so he wouldn’t upset Naminé. What had that been?

Sora is the most important thing, Riku told his Replica silently. After that, the Light of the worlds, which I almost extinguished. But it’s Sora first and foremost.

Sora looks over at Riku and sees a vision of young him and young Riku sparring together with wooden swords.

Sora couldn’t help but smile when he saw that. He and Riku had always played together, always sparred, always raced, always spent almost every second together. And while they hadn’t been able to do that in the past year, they would get their chance to do it again. He wasn’t being separated from Riku ever again, not if he had anything to say about it.

Terra blinked, a small smile crossing his face when he saw the young versions of the two boys. It reminded him of finding them, Riku’s light giving him hope in a time when he really needed it. And even now, the connection between the two boys was breathtaking. Despite everything they had gone through, they were still as close as ever with each other. I wonder if Aqua and I can repair our relationship? He wondered, looking over at the other woman through the corner of his eye. Sure she had been happy to see him when they appeared here and she had comforted him when he needed it, but would she really be able to ever forgive him? Especially if they had to watch what happened all those years ago, which seemed like a very big possibility. Master Eraqus falling right in front of him, Master Xehanort’s poisonous words that he had believed without a second thought. Would Aqua ever look at him the same way?

Aqua smiled at the two boys. They reminded her of herself and Terra, from the years before Ven came to live with them. When it was just the two of them, running between the different towers and spending their nights with each other, counting stars and making wishes. Will we ever be like that again? Despite everything, despite the fact that Terra had fallen to the darkness and that their Master’s death was at least a little bit his fault, she just wanted her closest friend back. Maybe Master Eraqus would be mad at her for that, for so easily bypassing, or attempting to bypass, the way that Terra had fallen to the darkness, but she just wanted Terra back. She just wanted him back.

Axel watched the screen with carefully concealed melancholy. They looked the same age as ‘Ri had been. She would have been as old as they were, had she lived. Would she have liked fighting, like Sora and Riku did? Would she have enjoyed reading, as she often did when she was younger, or would she be obsessed with something different, something Axel would never know because he hadn’t gotten to see her grow?

Ven frowned, feeling the smallest pulse of pain in his temple. In his mind, two black-haired teenagers went at it, a silver-haired boy cheering them on. He held onto the back of an older boy, watching with wide eyes and- He shook his head slightly, dislodging the headache.

Xion made a face, turning away. As she watched them fight, she couldn’t help but remember that mission, where she was so certain she had been fighting a Heartless, only for it to be revealed to be Roxas, with only Axel’s quick intervention stopping them from killing each other. She bit her lip, looking over at Roxas. They all knew how that year had eventually ended.

Sora says he’ll jog Riku’s memory, preparing to fight him. Riku tells him to go ahead and try, and the two of them fight.

Sora squeezed Riku’s hand tighter, looking away from the screen. We’re okay now, we’re okay now, he thought. We’re back together and we’re never going to have to fight each other again. Still the thought spun around in his head. This is Riku, his thoughts and feelings, so why is he saying these things? This ship runs on happy faces.

Aqua blew out a slow breath, having to close her eyes. Fighting Terra, though it wasn’t really Terra. Sharp words thrown between the two of them in Radiant Garden, mistrust and anger coloring their feelings due to outside interference, by Xehanort, Eraqus, and Yen Sid.

The two of them pause, both worn out, and Riku says that Sora can fight all he wants, but Riku still won’t remember a thing.

Sora looked back up at that screen, now that the fighting was over. Was there… any way to fix this Riku’s memories? He wondered, looking over at Naminé a little. He assumed there was, his memories had been fixed after all but… would the Replica even want that? A set of completely fake memories? Or would he rather have lived with the changed set?

Sora frowned, looking back at the screen. He wished he could have spent more time with the Replica. Well…

“Naminé,” he said softly, and he saw that Naminé jumped slightly in surprise, though she wasn’t the only one to do so. It had been a few minutes of silence after all, all of them lost in their own thoughts as they watched. “Could you have possibly… fixed the Replica’s memories? Had he wanted you to?”

Naminé bit the inside of her cheek. “Technically, yes,” she responded, trying not to think about wait, don’t leave, I’m sorry, and instead looked back at Sora. “I could have changed his memories back, so they were an exact copy of Riku’s, like they had originally been.” Riku made a quick face as he remembered his first interaction with the Replica. Clearly, the Replica hadn’t had all of his memories, or maybe the emotions connected to them, or he wouldn’t have acted the way he did. “Or I could have put him back to being a blank slate.” She curled her hand tightly around her pencil. She wished Riku had let her do that, because she hadn’t wanted him to leave.

Xion tipped her head to the side. A blank slate, like me, she thought, looking back at the Replica on the screen. I wished he had stuck around; I would have liked to get to know my… brother. She had to hesitate again on the word, but the more she thought about it, the more natural it sounded. And despite the sadness that came with it, the fact that she’d had a brother that she would never get to meet, she still liked the distinction. A little more of his own personality, a difference from the original Riku. Because that Riku was her friend, not her brother.

She really wanted to know what happened to him.

Sora says they should just quit fighting and go help Naminé together.

“Does he help? In the end or something?” Aqua inquired and Naminé nodded.

“In the end, yes,” she replied. Sora smiled at this. Good, it felt wrong to be fighting against, and not working with, any version of Riku.

Riku scoffs at ‘together’ and says it’s so like Sora.

Several people found themselves agreeing with that statement. Vanitas rolled his eyes.

Riku tells Sora that he’s always trying to worm his way into his heart and attempts to stab Sora.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, what are you saying?! Riku thought, his thoughts coming to a screeching halt. Pump the brakes, what you even-?!

“Huh?” Sora asked aloud, taken aback by the strange sentence. Wasn’t he… already in Riku’s heart? Like, he knew that Riku wasn’t as sappy as he was, he had heard Riku say that himself, but they were already friends.

Riku coughed slightly, trying to tamp down the blush on his cheek. “I’m sure it’s just… because of the Replica’s changed memories,” he told Sora.

“Good, because you’re already in my heart,” Sora informed the older boy and there came Riku’s blush again. “This better not be something you’re doubting.”

“Of course not,” Riku replied, and Sora gave him a smile, squeezing the hand he still was holding.

Kairi looked between them, a hesitant smile on her face. They had certainly been… very affectionate since they had reunited. She couldn’t blame them; she had wanted to be the same with Sora but…

Axel reclined back on the couch slightly, giving the two of them a look, a smirk on his face. Nice save Riku, he thought. But that excuse won’t work forever.

Unseen by all of them, Naminé also was giving Riku a look. I’m pretty sure that was all you, she thought, contemplating one of the drawings she had done earlier, the necklace held in the hands of the subjects. Even with all my tampering, Sora was still on his mind. Or your mind, in a way.

Ugh, feelings, Vanitas thought with an eyeroll.

Sora asks when he ever did that and Riku asks if he forgot that too. He says that Sora never cared and that it never mattered to Sora, before running off.

Good, Riku thought, letting a sigh of relief as the Replica vanished. Then he couldn’t reveal all of Riku’s feelings. I thought you got infected with Naminé’s tamperings and hate Sora now, he told the other version of him. Why are you still in love with him? He frowned again, thinking back to what he had been wondering earlier. If Naminé has placed herself in Kairi’s place, it makes sense why I’m still in love with Sora, but why do I want to protect her so badly? I would still side with Sora if I could, especially if we were trying to rescue Naminé (Kairi). It’s what happened before. So why? I would want them to have their happy ending and would do anything to help them get that so why…?

His thoughts spun in a circle, and he frowned at the screen again. Something really wasn’t adding up here…

Sora reaches after him but promises that he won’t give up on Riku.

“Never ever,” Sora murmured. He wasn’t ever going to give up on Riku, Riku was his best friend. He couldn’t live without him.

Naminé is sitting in the white room and Axel appears in the room.

Axel grimaced upon the reappearance of his past self. His past self never did anything right and even if he had been working to try and help Roxas, and Saix, the whole time, he was still… very callous about it. Very Nobody about it.

Axel asks her if it hurts, watching her two childhood friends fight because of her.

“First of all,” Kairi started, twisting so she could pin Axel with a glare that had the older man shrinking slightly. “What was even the point of that? You just teleport to a room and decide, ‘hey, why don’t I hurt the child that is already being abused’?” Axel opened his mouth, probably to defend himself, but Kairi simply glared at him harder, and he didn’t say anything. “Second, what was the reason for calling Sora and Riku her ‘childhood friends’ if you knew it wasn’t real?” When Axel didn’t say anything for a second, Kairi sighed. “You’re allowed to defend yourself.”

“I don’t really have a defense,” Axel replied with a shrug, causing Kairi and a few others to look at him in confusion. “I didn’t really care about anything then, except Roxas, and I didn’t want to be there in the first place. I just… I don’t know, as much as this makes me sound horrible, Naminé was easy.” He frowned, tapping his fingers against his cheek. “Also, I wanted to make her… uncontent, if that’s a word. If I could get Naminé to at least consider rebelling against Marluxia, it would make my job that much easier.” He shrugged. “Still shouldn’t have done it though, so, I’m sorry, Naminé.” He directed that last bit to the girl sitting next to him, who blinked at him in shock.

“It’s… It’s okay, Axel,” she told him after a second.

“It’s really not,” he replied but she shook her head.

“You weren’t as bad to me as all the others were and you were the one to let me go in the end, so I could try and fix it.” Naminé looked up at him and Axel was struck about how much she looked like what a possible grown version of ‘Ri would look like, if his very fuzzy memories weren’t steering him wrong. Well, that just made him feel worse.

Axel made a face. “That was more for my own purposes,” he responded, looking off to the side.

“Still,” the younger girl told him, and he looked back at her.

“Axel,” Xion murmured, and he looked over at her, feeling a smidgeon of something that was probably his memory of worry. He knew she and Roxas were going to see some things, things that he had tried to keep away from them because he enjoyed their friendship, but…

“Yeah?” He asked and she gave him a neutral look.

“You really changed after becoming our friend, didn’t you?” She questioned and Axel paused at that.

“Yeah, I guess,” he replied, rubbing the back of his head. “I kinda did.” He certainly hadn’t cared about anything before them, only really relying on Saix to keep him grounded and alive, something he knew now that the blue-haired man took advantage of, especially in the later years. But after them, he found himself questioning things more. He looked forward to their meetings every afternoon, he enjoyed spending time with them. Like he told Sora, they made him feel like he had a heart. Thankfully, it seemed that the feeling returned when they did.

“Good,” Roxas grumbled and elbowed him in the side, gaining a hiss of surprise from the older man. “I would hate to spend all my time with that Axel. He doesn’t seem like any fun at all.”

“Hey!” Axel exclaimed in fake outrage, but Roxas simply laughed slightly.

Kairi relaxed back into the couch as she watched them interact. While she wasn’t completely satisfied with that, she was protective over Naminé, sue her, and she didn’t even think she was the only one, it was still better than nothing. And it was clear that Naminé didn’t hold it against the man either.

Vanitas also relaxed backwards, something that occurred to him only as it was happening. When he had seen what had happened on the screen it made him… angry. Naminé was already being hurt by the other two, why did Axel need to add to it? And if Axel had been like that, why was he so close to her now? But clearly, it wasn’t all that way, and the man had changed. And no one held it against him? Would they hold everything against him, if he told them what happened during those four years? Would they still hate him then?

Still, he watched Naminé carefully, just in case something happened again. Only because he didn’t want the watchings to take longer than they had to. Only because of that.

Aqua blinked as she watched the four of them interact. Hadn’t they said that they didn’t have any emotions? She wondered, thinking back to a snapshot explanation that Roxas had given. They certainly seem like they have emotions.

Axel says she has his sympathies, from the heart, and Naminé glares at him.

“Well, you’re not completely broken,” Vanitas muttered, and several people looked over and glared at him. “What? It’s a compliment.”

“How the hell is that a compliment?” Aqua hissed at him, eyes narrowed into slits. It didn’t matter if Vanitas had helped Naminé in the past, if he was going to insult and belittle her…

“I’m saying that she’s been controlled and abused by these people for her entire life and yet she still has the confidence to glare at one of them,” Vanitas replied, giving her a flat look. “That has to count for something.”

“Thank you,” Naminé told him, and he looked over, giving her something that could be classified as a smile, though it was more of a grin that was very carefully designed to annoy Aqua. Aqua, who was currently looking between the two of them in carefully concealed confusion and frustration.

Axel tells Naminé not to waste her time and that them being Nobodies can never hope to be Somebodies.

“You should be,” Sora said firmly, and looked over at Roxas and the others on the couch. “You deserve to be your own people, your own selves. You’re not just reflections of Kairi or me or a Replica, you deserve to be people of your own.”

Roxas scoffed. “I’m pretty sure you’re the only one who feels that way,” he sneered, and Kairi looked over at them.

“I think Naminé should be her own person,” she informed him. “You as well. You’re nothing like Sora.”

Roxas blinked at her, a little taken aback. For all the times that he had been compared to Sora, especially by Riku, hearing someone say that he was nothing like the boy…

“When we get out of here, you’re all getting your own bodies,” Sora promised. “The fact that you’re here shows that you are still alive in some capacity in the real world, so we’ll figure it out. For all of you.” Roxas sunk back into the couch silently, eyes still wide.

All of us, huh? Vanitas thought. I’m pretty sure that’s not going to come to fruition. I don’t think anyone in this room will stop Aqua from killing me as soon as her Keyblade comes back. Or maybe if I annoy her enough, she'll just skewer me with an ice spike.

He wondered if he could die in the pocket dimension they were in.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy are walking through another hallway with Sora seeming especially despondent. Goofy and Donald exchange a look and Sora says that he doesn’t get it and that Riku and him want the same thing, but instead they’re fighting each other.

Well, not the exact same thing, Naminé thought, looking back down at her drawing. It was mostly finished, the two people on it nearly complete, but she found she didn’t want to go on. She wanted to hold onto this drawing, with the two people that she found she cared about, even though she had only met one the day prior. Her fingers brushed over the page.

Sora says that he and Riku have argued about things in the past and trails off but Goofy says that it could be because they care about what happens to each other.

Again, Terra was struck with parallels he didn’t want to see because he didn’t want Riku to fall to the same fate that he had. He had cared about Aqua, and she had cared about him and in the end, that care had almost been a part of their undoing. He hadn’t wanted to burden her with everything he was going through, especially once she had just succeeded at being a Keyblade Master, something the two of them had been working for since they were ten years old and even a little younger.

But that care hadn’t stopped anything from happening.

Sora says he thought so too but maybe Riku doesn’t.

Riku froze. He couldn’t believe…

“No, you care about me,” Sora asserted, looking up at the older boy. “No matter what happens, we care about each other.”

“Of course,” Riku replied, giving Sora a smile. “Of course.”

Donald says he can’t give up and that they’re friends, tied together. He lists out their names but hesitates when he gets to Kairi’s name.

Kairi and Naminé flinched in unison. “Kairi, I’m sorry,” Naminé apologized again, looking up from her sketchbook, and Kairi gave her a smile.

“I know,” she replied, doing her best to make she sounded reassuring. “It’s not your fault.” It couldn't be, she hadn't wanted to do it.

It wasn't Naminé's fault.

Donald asks Goofy what her name was and Jiminy says that it seems like their memories are fading awfully fast.

“Naminé, how much are you changing Donald and Goofy’s memories?” Mickey asked, worry for his friends building in him, and Naminé thought back.

“Not as much as Sora’s,” she told him. “Mostly I was just taking memories away, not adding anything. And I was only taking away what Sora was losing as well, so they wouldn’t help him remember.” Mickey nodded to her.

Jiminy says they have to hurry and that he bets that Riku will come around if Sora just talks to him.

Somehow, I don’t think that’s happening, Ven thought, looking over at Vanitas from the corner of his eyes. He almost reminds me of Vanitas, in a way. The drive to do one specific thing. Though Vanitas seemed more… resigned, then the Replica does. He narrowed his eyes in thought. He was seeing a lot of emotions from Vanitas and none of them really painted the picture of the heartless helper of Xehanort, who only wanted power and darkness. He thought back to his thought the day before. He wanted to help Vanitas, if something had truly happened to him like Ven was thinking it must have.

What, specifically had happened, was still something Ven had to figure out.

Sora says he’s right and that the three of them were never apart. Him, Riku, and Naminé.

Kairi closed her eyes, pressing back tears that wanted to sneak out of her eyes. Why was she crying, she knew none of this was really real. She had been a part of that trio in real life, she knew that. She knew that all this got fixed after a while, she knew that it was Sora’s memories and feelings of her that were drawing him into the castle, if the charm was anything to go by but… why did it hurt so much? She had always wanted to be a part of his life and now he had forgotten her and even when he remembered her he wasn’t thinking about her like she was of him and she couldn’t-

Sora walks up to the next door and opens it with a card, leading the four of them into a familiar castle.

Riku’s breath caught when he laid eyes on Hollow Bastion, memories suddenly assaulting him. Maleficent, Ansem, Sora, Kairi, the Heartless, the darkness, everything-

“Riku,” came Sora’s firm voice and he snapped his gaze over to the younger boy. Sora had shifted slightly so he could look at the silverette better, Riku’s hand held tightly between his two. When Riku looked farther, he could see Terra watching him in concern.

“What?” He murmured and Sora smiled gently at him.

“You froze,” Sora explained. “I just wanted to make sure you didn’t have another panic attack.” Riku made a face at that, looking back to the screen, seeing Sora and the others walk through the castle.

“I just…” He grimaced, biting his tongue. A weakness, a weakness, you’re weak, his thoughts hissed at him, but he tried to block it out. “I don’t think I’m gonna like this floor that much,” he settled on, swallowing slightly. “I just want to get through it as quickly as possible.”

Sora gave him a considering look but nodded, moving so he could tuck himself into Riku’s side for the nth time since they started watching the past. He traced lines on Riku’s palm.

“I’m here,” he murmured to the older boy but didn’t say anything else. If Riku wanted to talk about it, Riku would say something.

Goofy notes that he’s hearing voices coming from up ahead and Jiminy jumps from Sora’s pocket, looking around the corner and saying that he thinks something’s wrong.

“Wrong?” Ven questioned, tipping his head to the side. “What would be wrong?”

“Well, the last time they were here, many people had been kidnapped,” Vanitas said with an eyeroll. He had been doing that a lot lately. “I assume we’re going to see something like that again.”

The four of them see the Beast and Belle, with the Beast saying that he doesn’t understand and that he came here to rescue Belle.

Roxas blinked at the appearance of the two, remembering seeing them together during his time in the Organization. Remembered seeing them together and asking Axel what love was after that. Love, he still didn’t understand it. But maybe that was because he couldn’t feel it.

Belle tells the Beast that she didn’t ask him to come and that it doesn’t matter because she’s not going back with him, so he’s just wasting his time.

Immediately, Aqua looked between the screen and Sora on the couch. That parallel wasn’t that hard to figure out.

The Beast asks Belle if she knows what she’s saying and asks how can she stay here with that witch.

Riku took a sharp breath in, feeling his hand curl into a fist, his left stopped because of Sora holding onto it. That witch, that meant Maleficent was probably going to show up. It’s okay, you face a version of her in Castle Oblivion before, he told himself, trying to carefully control his breathing. She’s not real, she’s just an illusion. And you’re probably going to get to see Sora defeat her for a second time. It’s fine, everything is fine.

And she's not alive either. She's not. She's not.

Unseen by the others, Naminé flinched slightly. She didn’t think there was ever going to be a time when she didn’t hear the word ‘witch’ and not smell ozone in the air or hearing echoing, mocking laughter.

Belle says that she had nothing more to say and turns away from the Beast, telling the Beast to leave before she finds him. Belle walks off and Sora and the others walk up to the Beast, who is questioning what Belle is doing.

“I wonder if the other princesses are there as well,” Kairi murmured to herself, giving the screen a thoughtful look. She missed them, despite the fact that she had only really met them once. She missed the understanding between them, they had all known each other in a way she doubted she would ever have with anyone else. Being Pure Lights just seemed to resonate with each other. Maybe, after this, she should go visit them. See how they’re doing.

Sora says he doesn’t really know what’s going on but asks if the Beast is okay.

Such a soft heart, Vanitas thought with an inward sneer. It’ll get stomped on soon if you don’t protect it. It already had been, in a way, if you just remember what went down between you and your friend. How you’re still friends after that escapes me.

Donald tells the Beast that there must have been some reason for Belle to say those things and the Beast tells them to keep their sympathies and that nothing can love a Beast like him.

Belle looked like she loved you though, Roxas thought. When you hurt yourself protecting her, she looked like she cared for you.

Riku looked down for a quick second. No one could ever love someone like me, who had succumbed to the darkness for petty reasons and couldn’t even escape it on his own. He related to the Beast quite well, though even the Beast had someone, even if he didn’t realize it.

The Beast starts to walk away and Goofy says that he wished there was something they could do for him. The three of them turn back to the door that Belle went into before running towards it.

“Sora, do you ever, like, not run into danger?” Roxas asked drily, raising an eyebrow at his Somebody, who laughed a little sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head with one of his hands while still keeping a grip on Riku’s with the other.

“The Beast… looked like he needed help?” He offered and Roxas gave him a flat look. “Look, I help everyone, it’s my thing. I save everyone.”

Aqua’s smile went a little tighter at that.

The three of them enter a library, where Belle is. When she sees them, she asks them who they are and if they were kidnapped as well.

“Well, that answers one question,” Xion murmured. Seemed like Belle was kidnapped in this memory as well as in the real world.

Sora says not exactly and that it’s a long story before realizing that Belle said she was kidnapped and asks if that mean she doesn’t want to be there.

“That’s what being kidnapped means,” Ven said slowly, and Sora stuck his tongue out at the older boy, something Ven returned in an instant.

“Boys,” Aqua said, and both gave her the same puppy dog look. She looked over at Terra out of the corner of her eye. While she didn’t know where Sora learned it from, given that it was identical to Ven’s and that was slightly impossible, she blamed Terra for teaching it to Ven.

Terra gave her an unrepentant smile, as if sensing what she was thinking about.

Belle agrees and says she doesn’t want to be there and that the witch forced her there. She says she has no one to talk to and that books are all she has to ease her loneliness.

Xion hummed almost silently, remembering when she and Roxas went to the castle and had to work together. She remembered the giant library she had seen in the place. Hopefully, Belle was surrounded by good memories when she was in the Hollow Bastion library. Maybe she was thinking of the Beast whenever she read the books.

Belle says she’s also missed him so much and Goofy asks if she means the Beast, before asking then why was she so mean to him before. Sora says that she really hurt his feelings and Belle replies that she couldn’t let him see how she really felt.

“Why though?” Xion wondered, leaning on the edge of the couch. “If he was there for her, shouldn’t she just escape with him? And why lie to him?”

“I have a feeling we’re going to learn,” Axel replied, but his mind was slightly clouded. As much as it didn’t really compare, he couldn’t help but remember himself, Roxas, and Xion while watching this. All trapped in the Organization in their own ways, even if Roxas and Xion didn’t realize it for a while. And not able to show how what they really thought for fear of being killed.

Sora asks why and Belle starts to explain but realizes that someone’s coming and tells Sora and the others to hide.

Riku took in a deep breath, holding onto Sora’s hand tightly. He could get through this; he had gone through it once already. He watched her before, and he defeated her before in the Castle Oblivion Basement. This would be fine.

Sora and the others hide just as Maleficent enters the room.

“Riku?” Sora asked gently as he felt Riku stiffen next to him. “Are you okay?”

“Yes,” Riku bit out, before consciously taking another breath, trying to calm his voice. “Yes, I’m fine. I just… want to get through this.”

Sora nodded to him but pressed their shoulders together tighter.

Belle greets her and asks to what she owes this visit.

Terra couldn’t help but be reminded of his and Xehanort’s verbal spats whenever the man deigned to talk to Terra instead of just suppressing his heart. It usually started out quite calmly, if only in name, and while neither of them ever raised their voice, there was always barely hidden, or not hidden, hostility in their voices. Xehanort was usually just smug, and Terra was determined, but they both knew who was winning.

Terra’s hands curled into fists, his nails digging into his palms.

Maleficent asks that the Beast was here and says that he risked his life to save her and asks why Belle rejected him.

“At least we can rule out that Maleficent had anything to do with it,” Roxas noted.

No, she could still have something to do with it, Riku thought, his thoughts going fast, trying to make sure he didn’t get stuck on anything while watching this. Just not as obviously.

Belle says she won’t ask for his help and when Maleficent asks why that is, Belle snaps that Maleficent knows very well why.

Axel’s lips turned up at that, looking over at Naminé for the quickest second. Belle reminded him of her.

She tells Maleficent that she won’t fall into her trap and Maleficent says she has no choice then but to make Belle beg for the Beast’s help. She teleports them both away.

Riku relaxed slightly once Maleficent was gone, loosening his hold on Sora’s hand.

“You still okay?” Sora asked him quietly and Riku gave him a nod.

“Just worried about Belle,” he told the younger boy, who gave him a smile.

“Don’t worry, we’ll save her, I’m sure of it,” Sora told him.

Sora runs to where Maleficent and Belle were, saying that she got away. Goofy asks what they should do and Sora replies that they should help her of course.

Typical Sora, Kairi thought with a smile. He was always going to help everyone he possibly could.

They run to the grand staircase, where Maleficent tells Belle to call for the Beast. Belle refuses, saying she won’t let Maleficent hurt him, and Maleficent says she’ll make her scream then, as that is sure to cause the Beast to come running.

Again, even though she knew that this was just a memory and not something the actual Maleficent did, Aqua wished that she had never let Maleficent walk away all those years ago when she had defeated her the first time. None of this would have happened then and maybe Riku and Sora and Kairi and all the others would have been fine. She knew that wasn’t really possible, with Xehanort pulling the strings, he would have figured something out eventually, but maybe she could have kept these kids out of it.

Though, if it hadn’t happened, Roxas wouldn’t exist. Naminé wouldn’t exist. And she couldn’t resent those things, not when she had gotten to know the kids.

Sora appears and tells Maleficent that the Beast isn’t the only one she’ll have to deal with.

Riku wished he could have that confidence, if he ever had to confront Maleficent again. Though, it would only be a memory of her because she was dead, but it would probably be just as hard as the real thing.

He had seen the cloak, talked to the voice, but that wasn't possible because she was Dead.

Maleficent tells him to begone and that he has no business here unless he wants to join Belle in screaming. Maleficent says that it’s perfect and when the Beast hears Belle’s screams, he’ll come right to her.

Terra looked away then, remembering a fallen Land of Departure and Master Xehanort’s parting words. His threats against Aqua and Ven. And even though he shouldn’t have, shouldn’t have fallen so easily into Master Xehanort’s trap, he couldn’t sit there knowing that the Keyblade Master was going to hurt his friends. He had to go save them and well… they all knew how that turned out.

The Beast tells her not to trouble herself and leaps down from the balcony.

Roxas nodded, ever so slightly. He highly doubted that any version of the Beast would leave Belle alone in a place like that, even if she had told him to leave her there. They… loved each other.

He looked over at Xion. He felt the same way about Xion. Was that… was it possible that it could have been love, if they had hearts?

Belle says that the Beast is here but tells him he can’t be and that she told him to leave this place. Belle tells him to leave her alone and that she never wants to see his face again.

All of them could hear the lie in Belle’s voice however and, along with the words she exchanged with Maleficent earlier, it was clear that she really did want to stay near him but was afraid of what Maleficent would do. But what was it that the witch was planning? It had something to do with the Beast but…

The Beast says that if that’s how she really feels, he understands, and that his hideousness is his punishment for being selfish and unable to love.

“Is it really?” Mickey asked, having not looked into that world that much, due to Riku avoiding it when he could, and Sora nodded slowly.

“I’m pretty sure that’s right yes,” he replied. “I don’t really ask that much though. Seems personal.”

The Beast says that he was made into a monster to be loved by no one and that he only became more selfish. He says that was true until he met Belle and Belle is clearly touched.

They’re in love, Sora thought with a smile, happy for his two friends, even if it was just a memory projection of them. Though he had to wonder, what does love feel like? He hadn’t really ever gotten it, even if he had seen it over and over again in the different worlds he visited. He got certain types of love, like he loved his friends, and he knew Riku’s siblings loved each other, even if that relationship was getting strained as they got older, but romantic love… he didn’t really get it. He would have thought he would have felt it, just a little, by now.

The Beast tells Belle that she was the only one who accepted him and warmed his heart, little by little. He tells her that the memories of their days together are his most precious and he won’t cast them aside.

Sora found himself smiling, thinking back to all the days that he and Riku and Kairi played on the beach or helped each other with homework or complained about whatever had annoyed them that day. Those memories… he was never going to let them go. And the memories he had of Donald and Goofy, of Aladdin and Belle and Leon and Cloud and Tron and Alice and everyone else he had let into his heart. He wasn’t going to forget those memories either. His friends were his power after all.

Aqua looked down, the memories of running through the Land of Departure, of lectures and sparring, of late nights staring at the stars, all rushing through her head. She had held onto them in a death grip as time in the Realm of Darkness dragged on, relying on them to keep the light in her alive. She wouldn’t let them go and she wouldn’t let Terra and Ven go. She would get to them one day; on that she swore.

Roxas felt his lips twitch into a small smile as he remembered ice cream and afternoons and sunsets on a clock tower, nudging each other and laughing. Those bright moments in something that now felt tainted and dark whenever he looked back at it. And, for all it wasn’t real, that week he had spent with Hayner, Pence, and Olette. Joking and teasing, playing Struggle and saving up for the beach. He would hold those memories close as well when he vanished back into Sora when this was all done. Maybe it would help him hold onto some identity when he no longer had anything else.

I wish I had that, Naminé thought, tracing the smile on the sliver-haired boy on her page. I wish we could have had that. She looked over to the side. All three of us.

The Beast apologizes to Belle, saying he can’t leave her here, even if she hates him for it.

Axel’s face twisted slightly at that. It almost reminded him of what he had done, over and over again to Xion and Roxas but… the Beast was acting in a much more selfless manner. He had just been scared of death and being alone.

Maleficent says she never could have dreamed that such ugliness could hide such a beautiful heart and says it calls for a change of plans.

“Plans?” Sora parroted, leaning forward slightly but not letting go of Riku’s hand. “What plans?”

She says she’ll claim the Beast’s heart instead of Belle’s and aims a spell at the Beast. The Beast prepares but Belle throws herself in the way instead, turning into a pink heart.

Sora’s eyes widened. The heart… it usually only ever appeared when he destroyed a Heartless. Did that mean…?

“Did she just kill Belle?” Xion asked, sounding shocked and voicing Sora’s thoughts aloud, and he found that he didn’t have an answer.

“Well, Maleficent said that she was claiming their hearts, so it might not be death?” Kairi offered, but her voice was shaky, and she was staring wide eyed at the screen. Belle was one of her friends and, memory projection or not, it was still scary to see her go through something like that.

Maleficent says so much for that change of plan and she guesses that it was Belle’s heart after all. She says that it seems that Belle’s cold words spoke little of her true feelings and mockingly tells the Beast that Belle loves him.

Kairi, for all that she was still reeling, got the strangest sense of twisted déjà vu, vividly being reminded of Saix and his disdain for all emotions. She remembered him, when they were escaping, and for some reason, it reminded her of this scene. There was also a small part of her that said that Saix was familiar, and she didn’t know why, why that itch wouldn’t stop scratching at her head. Same whenever she looked at Axel.

Maleficent says that she can feel that love shining in Belle’s heart.

“So, Belle’s not dead then,” Ven said. “If Maleficent can still feel her heart, Belle must still be alive.”

“And I’ll save her,” Sora promised. “And stop Maleficent.”

“You might not have a chance to,” Axel mused, and Sora looked to him in confusion. “The Beast looks like he’s close to killing her himself.”

The Beast roars at Maleficent to release Belle’s heart but Maleficent disappears when the Beast pounces at her. Sora points out which way the shadows fled and the Beast asks what Sora and the others are doing there.

“I’m sure he’s pretty surprised to see you,” Xion noted, tipping her head in Sora’s direction. “I mean, in his eyes, you’re just some kid who appeared, offered comfort to him, and now you’re in the heart of Maleficent’s stronghold.”

“I’m helping,” Sora said with a shrug. “I’ll help everyone.”

Riku smiled gently at the other boy as he said that. That was Sora in a nutshell, always willing to help people. Even those that might not deserve it.

Sora says there’s no time to talk and that they’ve got to go after them right away. The Beast is surprised that Sora would help him and Goofy says of course, especially after what the Beast just said to Belle.

Mickey smiled at Goofy. Over and over again, he was glad that he sent those two after Sora, instead of anyone else. For all that some of them might argue now and then, the three of the worked very well together and Mickey couldn’t imagine anyone else helping Sora across the worlds.

Sora says they should go get Belle’s heart back and the Beast agrees. The four of them run after Maleficent, finding her in dungeon-like hallway.

Riku froze again. The hallway… it wasn’t exactly the same, but it looked very similar to the one where the Princesses of Heart had been kept. Where Ansem had been.

From the slight stiffening of Kairi’s shoulders, he could tell that she saw it too.

Slowly, he reached out with his free hand, around Sora's back, and rested a hand on her shoulder. Though she didn't look at him, she did lean into him slightly and he considered that a win.

Maleficent tells the Beast that he’s done well to get there and says that she’ll tell him why Belle rejected him, as a reward. Maleficent says that her dark magic requires hearts of utmost beauty and that Belle’s heart was perfect, but by denying her love for the Beast, she placed her heart beyond Maleficent’s reach.

“Good idea,” Aqua murmured, thinking it over. It wouldn’t have worked for long, so it might have been better if Belle actually left with the Beast when they first saw them, but she understood the sentiment.

Terra wished he could have done something similar, but there hadn’t been any way to stop Xehanort once Terra had fully committed to being foolish and couldn’t get rid of his own darkness like he should have. Still, one could be hopeful.

The Beast says that Belle saved him and that she protected him and Sora says that she couldn’t hide how she really felt.

Why would you want to hide how you felt? Sora wondered, absentmindedly tracing the lines on Riku’s palm again. Why not just tell the person that you care about them? Wouldn’t it be better for both of you then?

The Beast tells Maleficent to release her heart and Maleficent asks them why they think she’s telling them this and that it’s not out of the kindness of her heart.

You don’t have any kindness in your heart, Riku thought with an inward sneer, tinged with fear. Just anger and bitterness and darkness.

She says she did it to erase his doubts and now his heart is shining with love for Belle. She says that she’ll have his heart too and she attacks them, with Donald and Goofy turning into cards to fight alongside Sora.

Riku went tense as she watched Sora fight Maleficent. He knew how it would end, he knew Sora was going to be triumphant because he had already beaten Maleficent once, no twice, once when she was normal and once when she was a dragon, so he knew he could do it. It just…

He closed his eyes, trying to block out the sounds of battle. He could almost imagine he was back on the Islands, listening to Sora spart with Tidus or Wakka and everything was going to be fine because it always was and-

“Riku?” Sora asked quietly and Riku opened his eyes. “It’s over.” Onscreen, Maleficent was gone, and Sora was approaching the center of the room, where a heart floated.

“Good,” Riku breathed out, pressing his lips together. “Good.” Good. Go back to the shadows of history.

The four of them head to the center of the room, where the heart transforms back into Belle. The Beast and Belle reunite, with Belle asking him to forgive her as she had to be cruel to him.

Several people smiled at their reunion, happy that they managed to get back to each other. Sora was glad that the real versions of them got a happy ending as well, despite the Organization’s meddling.

Belle says she couldn’t hide her true feelings and the Beast says that he was the one who should apologize, for doubting her.

Vanitas rolled his eyes, probably harder than he had in a while. “We get it, you’re in love,” he snarked. “You both cared about each other, and you both messed up, so just accept it and move on!”

Several dour looks were sent his way, but Naminé giggled, so Vanitas counted it as a win.

The Beast says he doesn’t want to feel that lonely ever again and Belle says he shouldn’t and that they’ll make new, better memories now. Goofy says there they go with the mushy stuff and Sora says they should head out, which they do.

Sora frowned ever so slightly as his past self moved on to the next floor. Where else was there to go? That was almost all of the worlds that he had gone to in his last adventure, so where would he go next?

He bit the inside of his cheek as he thought through. Destiny Islands maybe?

He also thought back to the Organization members. He wondered if he would encounter more of them soon. Or the Replica. Hopefully he could help him.

He looked back to the screen. He didn’t like not knowing what was coming. It made him anxious.

And something told him he was right to be anxious.

Notes:

Well, a shorter chapter this time round, at least in comparison to the last two (Still 9,500 words), but hopefully just as enjoyable. This chapter did not want to be written so I'm still a little iffy on how it turned out, but I hope you all enjoyed it.

Notes:
1. In regards to Axel, I really like him, especially once he becomes Lea again (mostly because there's some lovely angst potential) but we do have to address that Axel was... kind of a jerk in CoM. Like I get the whole, he doesn't have emotions thing, but there was no reason for him to speak to Namine like that. So I put my own spin on it, that he was trying to get her to rebel, but I thought they had to address it just a little.
2. Sora's thoughts on love are highly inspired by "Something There" a short story in the Character Files, which has to do with Belle and the Beast. It's basically just a story about how Sora doesn't really understand love and it's so queer-coded, it's ridiculous.

Next chapter is both Marluxia's introduction and Hundred Acre Woods, so that will be a chapter of tone shifts. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and I hope you have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 30: A Memory of the Hundred Acre Woods

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy enter another white hallway, with the three of them looking for anyone else in the room.

Aqua couldn’t help but be glad that they got a little bit of break in between each floors. Well, hopefully it was a break and not a sneak attack. It was clear that Sora was going through a lot, not just with his memory loss to worry about but also having to deal with the Organization members and the Riku Replica. Hopefully he got a little bit of a break here.

Donald wonders where Riku went and Goofy says that he just must have gotten tired of fighting Sora.

Riku let out a small sigh of relief at that. If there was no Replica, there would be no feelings for the Replica to accidentally spill. Thankfully, it seemed that most of the Replica’s feelings for Sora had been suppressed or directed at Naminé, something he was still wondering about, and the one-off things that Replica said, Riku would be able to dismiss.

He still wondered what exactly Naminé had done to the Replica’s memories. He had never asked during their year together, mostly because it was obvious that Naminé didn’t want to talk about her time in Castle Oblivion, but he wondered if he had asked her, if she would have told him. Maybe it would have made watching this easier, having an explanation for Sora's questions.

Sora says he sure hopes so.

Sora agreed with his past self. As much fun as sparring with Riku was, he much preferred to fight when the older boy was also just having a good time and comparing their fighting prowess. If that Riku actually believed they were enemies, he didn’t think his past self would like fighting him too much. Even now, the thought made him feel slightly sick.

Axel, Larxene, and Vexen are in the white room, with Larxene asking Vexen what’s going on.

“Does this have to do with the Replica?” Ven asked, looking over at Axel, and the man nodded slightly. He looked down at Naminé, who was still gazing at her drawing, and wondered if he should warn her. She probably knew, she had been there for this memory, but…

“Naminé,” he murmured, and the girl made a sound of acknowledgement, moving her eyes up to look at him. “Just a reminder. Marluxia makes his appearance during this.” He remembered this conversation well; he had taken some joy out making Vexen scramble. He didn’t think he was ever going to like the man, not for what he and the other apprentices, though mostly Vexen, did. He had enjoyed seeing him fail.

“I know,” Naminé replied, just as quiet, but Axel could see the way her hand shook just slightly. “I’ll be okay, I promise.”’ He nodded but gave her a final look.

“It’s okay if you’re not,” he told her, and she hummed.

Larxene says that Vexen’s Riku was supposed to counter Sora and asks what he’s waiting for and where he is, much to Vexen’s displeasure.

“Was he… going rogue?” Sora asked and Naminé tipped her head to the side.

“Kind of,” she admitted. “His memories… they weren’t stable, due to how quickly I had to change them.” True Memories take time, she said silently, her eyes skating over to Riku for the quickest second. And I didn’t give him that time. “So, he was only partly being controlled by me and partly just doing whatever his memories were telling him. So not as successful as the Organization hoped he would be.”

Axel sarcastically says that he’s hiding somewhere in order to lure Sora deeper into the castle and he supposes they should just leave it at that then.

Xion and Roxas both frowned at the malice that was hidden in Axel’s words. Roxas had noticed earlier that Axel hadn’t seemed to like Vexen, even more than the other members in the castle, and Axel had confirmed it, but it was even more obvious now.

“Are you trying to annoy Vexen?” Riku asked, able to get the gist of Axel’s tone from his interactions with the man in the past. While Axel might seem laid back, especially to someone who wasn’t familiar with him, it was clear that he wasn’t.

“In a way,” Axel admitted, not wanting to share more than that. What happened to him and Isa was not something to bring up, especially not now. It’s been eleven years and I’ve had no emotions since then, Axel mused. You would think I would have stopped caring about it by now. But whenever he thought about that day, about what had happened, the memory of the anger and hatred and fear rushed through him and he knew he was never going to forgive Vexen, not until they both died. Which they technically had, so he supposed that made him a liar. Not after Vexen took him away from ‘Ri and caused Isa to vanish forever, taken over by Saix.

Larxene says she sees now, playing along with Axel, and says she never would have guessed that and superficially apologizes to Vexen.

Idly, Axel wondered if there was a reason that Larxene disliked Vexen. It could just be that she disliked everyone, except Marluxia, because that seemed like the mostly likely answer but… He rapped his fingers along the back of the couch. He couldn’t help but wonder.

Aqua watched the screen carefully. Again, it seemed like they had some sort of emotion, Larxene and Axel and even Vexen, as he was getting angry. It could just be superficial, that was always an option, but it seemed more than that. I wonder, who told you that you don’t have hearts? She wondered, looking over at Axel. And who told them that information?

Vexen snaps at her to be quiet and Larxene calls it a predictable response, noting to forget it and that men without hearts are so boring. Vexen says she’s one to talk and that she doesn’t have a heart to speak of either.

And they clearly believe that fact, Aqua thought, resting her chin on one of her hands and giving the screen a narrowed eyed look. And yet…

Vanitas looked over at Aqua when he saw her shift, able to see the thinking expression on her face. What have you noticed? He thought, feeling a tad bit of worry spring in him at that. People always knowing things he didn’t never worked out well for him.

I wonder what not having a heart would feel like, Sora wondered, looking over at Roxas and Naminé. The two of them had been born without hearts after all, unlike the others he would guess, so they never would have known what it was like to have emotions.

“If you don’t have hearts and thus emotions,” Terra said, bringing the attention to him. “Why are you acting so… emotional?” The sadistic nature of Larxene, Axel’s sarcasm, and Vexen’s anger, they were all emotions, weren’t they?

“We have memories of emotions,” Axel explained with a wave of his hand. “We remember what emotions would be used for certain scenarios and then act like we would if we still had emotions. But we can’t feel anything.”

“And them?” Terra asked, nodding to Roxas and Naminé. “Do the two of you have memories of Sora and Kairi?”

Roxas shook his head. Sure, he had gotten those few memories, before and during his time in the virtual world, but they hadn’t really stuck with him.

Naminé nodded. She knew Kairi’s memories, even if they seemed more… distant than regular memories would be.

“Well, we have things that we can copy,” Xion said. “We’ve seen them react and so we just… react the same.” But she bit her lip as she thought of it. Was it really just that or was it… more? Axel had a similar look on his face, as did Roxas.

The three of them are cut off by someone and a fourth cloaked figure appears, pulling off his hood to reveal Marluxia.

In an instant, all the thoughts of hearts and emotions fled from everyone’s minds. Naminé went stiff, trying not to remember soft words and manipulations. For all that Marluxia had never hurt her, even stopping Larxene from doing the same at certain times, he still had been far from kind.

Ven felt something pulse through his head and he reached up, rubbing the space between his nose and eye as a headache ripped through his head, hissing out a short breath. “Lauriam, look what they did!” “Don’t tattle on us brat!” Laughter, pink hair, a brother come to see. “What now?” “No, don’t you even start-” “Lauriam!” More laughter and he reached up and caught the hand of the pink-haired boy who was everything to-

“Ven?” Aqua asked, dropping her voice slightly. She turned to look at the younger boy and Ven swallowed, the pulsing pain dying away, but not vanishing.

“I’m… I’m okay,” Ven replied, shaking in head slightly. Another headache, but… what’s causing them? No one else seems to be in pain.

Vanitas was watching the screen with wide eyes, something that he could only describe as both fear and adoration going through him. What? He wondered, curling one of his hands into a fist so tightly his nails broke skin. Another Flood appeared underneath the chair, looking around in confusion, searching for the catalyst to Vanitas’s emotions. Vanitas slid his gaze over to Ven. In the past, especially when they had only just split, he had felt Ven’s emotions, but that hadn’t truly happened in a while. So why now? Because these had to be Ven’s emotions. But why was Ven feeling them?

“I’m okay,” Ven repeated, swallowing and looking back up at the screen. “Lauriam!” Aqua frowned, clearly not believing him, but didn’t say anything, instead reaching out and placing a hand on Ven’s shoulder, pressing Cura into him. The headache died even further and Ven gave Aqua a smile. Terra watched both of the in concern but didn’t say anything. Ven had gotten headaches in the past, most often when he was just settling into the Land of Departure. But they had tapered out in the past year so why…?

“So that’s… Marluxia?” Sora asked, having heard Vexen’s greeting of the man, and he saw Axel nod. He looked back to the screen. So, this was the person that made Naminé change my memories. Who hurt her so badly. He frowned at the screen. The man didn’t look so dangerous, though he knew that such façades could easily be fake.

Mickey blinked at the screen in surprise, though probably not the surprise that many of the others were feeling. When he heard about the man who had orchestrated all the events in Castle Oblivion, the one that many of the Organization were so scared of, he had been expecting someone more imposing, more… experienced. Not…

“He’s young,” Aqua murmured, perfectly encapsulating what Mickey had been thinking, and Terra found himself nodding along with her. All that he had heard, and seen, from Naminé’s reactions to his voice all the way back in the beginning, had prepared him almost for someone like Xehanort, as strange as that sounded. Or someone at least like Braig. Not someone who looked only a few years older than him and Aqua.

“He’s twenty-one,” Axel answered to their unspoken question. Ven bit the inside of his cheek. “Wow, you’re sixteen? That’s really old.” “Well, yes, I’m aware-.” “He joined the Organization about four years ago. A little more.”

“But that would have made him…?” Aqua trailed off, trying to do that math. That meant that Marluxia had been…

“He was just at the end of sixteen, yes,” Axel replied, grimacing slightly. It hadn’t escaped his knowledge that most of the Organization, minus most of the original apprentices and Luxord, had been teenagers when they were recruited. It hadn’t bothered him before but now, after Roxas and Xion, and after seeing all of the others, he didn’t like the fact that so many of them had lost all their feelings when they had been so young. He counted himself and Isa among that number. Maybe things would have been better between them, had they’d had a few more years together, still human.

“Sixteen?” Kairi muttered, eyes wide. That was how old Riku was now, if a little bit older because Marluxia been at the end of sixteen, instead of the middle like Riku was.

“How many of the Organization joined as teenagers?” Aqua asked, feeling sick to her stomach. Because the Organization was made of Nobodies, who could only become Nobodies after dying to a Heartless. And if they were remade as Nobodies and looked the same age as when they died…

“A lot of them,” Axel admitted and Aqua wasn’t the only one giving him a wide-eyed look. Because that thought had never even occurred to Mickey, though he had only really met Xemnas. He hadn’t ever seen the others to even consider…

“How old were you?” Xion asked, looking up at Axel, and he froze, a denial at the tip of his tongue. He hadn’t ever spoke about it, hadn’t ever mentioned, it was in the past, it didn’t matter, it was-

“Fifteen,” he said and saw both Xion and Roxas gasp slightly. “What?”

“That’s like… as old as we are,” Roxas said slowly and Axel shrugged, looking away and carefully forcing his face to blankness.

“Well, yeah, I’m twenty-six,” he told them. “That’s how time works.”

“Axel that’s-” Mickey started but Axel looked back at them, something more defiant in his eyes.

“Look, can we not?” He snapped, trying not to remember pain and Isa and ‘Ri and the Heartless at his back. “It was eleven years ago, it doesn’t matter. And it’s not like I’m the only one.”

“I don’t think that makes it better,” Riku muttered but didn’t say anything more.

Roxas and Xion had both lapsed into silence, exchanging wide eyes. They had, logically, known that Axel had been in the Organization longer than they had, at least a couple of years, given his standing as Number Eight, but they hadn’t… It hadn’t ever occurred to them how long those years would have had been.

Vanitas’s eyes continued to flick between all the different parties. If they started to fight, where could he go for safety? And he’d have to grab Naminé as well, she didn’t look like she was completely aware of what was going on, mostly just taking deep breaths. He had a feeling he knew why she was, her reaction to the man’s voice had been familiar to one of the other times she had freaked out, if only silently, and she probably was going through something similar now. Well, he’d be there to help her out of another panic attack if needed.

Marluxia tells Vexen that the simple fact is that his experiment is a failure.

“Wait, if Marluxia is Number Eleven, why was he given custody of the castle?” Roxas murmured after a second. While it wasn’t completely adhered to, he knew of the hierarchy in the Organization. The only reason he wasn’t subjected to it as much as he could have been was that half of the Organization was dead before his fifth week there.

Axel paused, before shrugging. “I suppose I don’t know,” he replied, just glad that the conversation had moved away from himself and the way he had become a Nobody. “Xemnas always seemed… more tolerant of Marluxia than he did of any of the other additions after the first six. Maybe that’s why.”

He used to wonder why that was, why Xemnas had given the castle to Marluxia of all people, but he had decided it didn’t matter once Marluxia was dead. Now…

Ven pinched the bridge of his nose and did his own Cura spell on him as the pain in his head refused to leave. “Another failure?” “I’ll get it one day, I swear.”

They didn’t seem to need the normal things to survive, given that they were in a time frozen, pocket dimension, but maybe he just hadn’t been drinking enough water?

Marluxia tells him he best not disappoint them again.

“He must have been fun as a Somebody,” Kairi muttered with an eyeroll. She didn’t like this man, on principle, because he had been the one to help Larxene hurt Naminé, and even the revelation of his age didn’t really change that.

“He wouldn’t know,” Naminé murmured, mostly on instinct as she flipped to a new page, and several looks were shot her way.

“Pardon?” Axel asked after a second, frowning at her. He must have heard her wrong because that would imply…

Naminé flushed as she looked up and realized that all the attention was on her. She hadn’t meant to say that so loud. “I meant… um, Marluxia doesn’t have any memories of being a Somebody.” She tapped her fingers along her sketchbook. “Neither does Larxene.”

“She’s just that… that on instinct?” Sora wondered, remembering the way that Larxene had mocked both Naminé and his lack of memories when they had interacted.

“But I thought that only Xion and I didn’t have memories,” Roxas said slowly, remembering the many conversations about it. “Because we’re weird. Sora existing when I did and Xion being a Replica. But them too?”

Naminé shrugged. She hadn’t dared try and go too deep into their memories, or lack of them, for fear of being somehow detected. “I don’t know,” she admitted. “But they don’t have memories. Well, Larxene has maybe a month or two of memories from before, but nothing substantial. Marluxia remembers waking up in the World That Never Was, already a Nobody, and he might have a few flashes of before, but nothing much.”

“Isn’t that ironic?” Axel mused, if only to distract from his confusion at the revelation. He had been aware that Marluxia and Larxene had acted strangely when they had first joined the Organization, much like Roxas had, but he had never put much stock into it. But now… “The Nobody with no memories was put in charge of Castle Oblivion, a place where memories had been specifically studied.”

“But then, why had Larxene wanted to take over the Organization?” Terra asked, remembering Axel’s explanation after the one scene. “If she only ever knew the Organization…”

“I don’t know, I was only told to take them down,” Axel said. “She and Marluxia both, I wasn’t told.”

“Did they even know their names?” Sora questioned and Naminé shook her head.

“I guess Xigbar just gave them names,” Axel muttered. “He was the one to find them anyway.”

“The Organization seems more and more strange the longer you look at it,” Mickey said, mostly to himself. He wondered if that was part of Xehanort’s plans, if he ever regained his memories. Did he? He would have to ask Terra, if the young man possibly knew.

Vexen tells Marluxia that he goes too far, and that Vexen outranks Marluxia, but Marluxia points his scythe at him and reminds him that he’s been entrusted the castle and Naminé by their leader.

“What’s its name?” A chuckle. “Divine Rose.” “Pretty.” “I’m glad you think-” Vanitas screwed up his nose as a ripple of pain went through him and he instinctively pulled his heart in, like he would do to bring all the Unversed back to him. While that did have the positive of carefully getting rid of the Flood that was looking around in confusion under his chair, it didn’t really seem to help his headache at all. What…?

Naminé doesn’t need to be ‘entrusted’ to anyone, Kairi thought with a scowl. She’s her own person.

Marluxia says that defying him will be seen as treasonous against the Organization.

Axel scoffed. You’re the one who is treasonous, he thought, giving the figure of Marluxia a look. With all the information he had just been given, he didn’t know how to feel about the man. He knew himself; he knew most of his actions have been driven by his memories of the past. His memories of Isa pushing him to follow Saix, his memories of both Ven, that chance encounter they had, and ‘Ri leading him to spend more time with Roxas and Xion, thus becoming their friend but… What would it be like to have no memories of your past? He wondered, narrowing his eyes at the screen. And why are you like this then? What’s your obsession with the Keyblade and where did it come from, if you have no memories of the past?

Axel pipes up with that traitors are eliminated as is the rules.

“Axel, you’re really not helping in this scenario,” Xion muttered, slightly amused, giving her friend a quick rueful grin and Axel shrugged, unrepentant.

Larxene wonders who needs a half-baked, good-for-nothing anyway?

“Is she… Is she talking about the Replica or…?” Ven asked trailing off. His headache had mostly subsided by that point, simply becoming a dull ache in the back of his head, which he was mostly able to ignore. Why his headache had chosen now to appear again, he didn’t know but he couldn’t focus on it right now.

“That’s a good question,” Axel replied, because either option was possible.

Marluxia tells Vexen he can’t win against Sora.

Sora blinked at this. Of all the people in the castle, it was Marluxia who seemed to have some idea of his prowess? Sure, as strange as it was to be happy about that, he had just seen over and over again that the people in the castle had no respect for his skills, all saying how easy he was to defeat. But now… He frowned as that thought went through him, choosing to instead distract himself by directing his attention back to Riku’s hand. He didn’t want to think about that right now.

Vexen smirks, telling him pity to be so ignorant and since Marluxia can only see the surface of things, Vexen shouldn’t expect him to appreciate his true might.

“What ‘true might’?” Vanitas muttered, scoffing under his breath. The man was pathetic, holding onto rankings and a sense of high intelligence as a way to lord over others. His only true contributions were creating the two Replicas, one who was with them in the room and seemed good enough to be her own person, and the other, which Naminé was clearly attached to, making him not that bad. And while using others to do their work was a strategy that worked, just look at him and Ventus and Terra and Aqua and-, it clearly wasn’t in this scenario.

Marluxia says then to let them watch as he proves it as he disappears his scythe, and Vexen is confused. Marluxia states that none of them want to be suspicious of a comrade and Vexen says that his insincerity is comforting before teleporting away.

What is he going to do? Terra wondered, tipping his head to the side slightly as he scrutinized the screen. Vexen was clearly backed into a corner and the Replica might be helpful but, like Sora said, he seemed to be going a bit rouge. What could Vexen do in this moment?

Axel tells Marluxia that if he gives a challenge like that to Vexen, he’ll certainly want to eliminate Sora and Marluxia says that would be an unfortunate denouement.

“A what?” Sora wondered, giving the screen a look, and Aqua chuckled slightly.

“It’s an ending or a climax,” she explained, and Sora nodded in understanding.

Marluxia walks over to Naminé and puts a hand on her shoulder, making her flinch.

Several people narrowed their eyes at that, sending concerned looks over at the girl who was sitting between Axel and Xion. Said girl didn’t look up from her drawing, instead focusing on the background of her newest drawing. He’s not here, he’s not here, she chanted to herself in her mind, being carefully conscious of her breaths. He’s gone, he’s dead, he’s not here.

Kairi glared at the man onscreen, something that was copied by Vanitas, though not that many people saw it. Aqua did however, as she had gotten used to the fact that, for some reason, Vanitas had gotten attached to Naminé. Or as attached as a darkness user could be. She frowned at him, looking between him and Naminé. What was really going on between the two of them? Vanitas would do any of that without some motive, right? He seemed incapable of actual emotion that wasn’t smugness or cruelness, so why was he so… invested in Naminé? The fact that she couldn’t figure it out grated on her.

Marluxia rhetorically asks Naminé what to do and tells her that her hero is soon to be wiped from existence. He tells her that, however, there does seem to be a certain promise that he made her, much to Naminé’s shock.

“A… promise?” Sora asked, turning to look at her, and Naminé froze, pencil freezing in its skate across the page.

“It was… a memory I changed,” Naminé admitted, voice soft and shoulder hunched. “The main one actually. One of your… True Memories.” She just barely managed to stop herself from looking up at Riku, the picture she had drawn earlier burning in her mind.

“Oh,” Sora said, looking over at Kairi, who looked back at him. A promise between him and Kairi? He wondered. Well, there wasn’t that many, but… The one in the waterways would work, when she gave me her good luck charm. It would work, with the charm having changed. I did promise to bring it back to her.

Kairi blew out a long breath. She had a feeling she and Sora were thinking of the same thing. Giving him my good luck charm, she thought. As much as she was upset that the memory had been changed, she couldn’t help the little bubble of happiness that settled in her stomach when she thought about it. That promise, it must have meant a lot to Sora, she thought, carefully keeping the smile off of her face. If changing it was enough to motivate him to continue climbing through the castle even as he forgot everything, I must mean a lot to him. She looked down, in order to carefully hide the blush on her face. I hope he knows that I feel the same.

Marluxia asks if he’s right, which Naminé quietly replies yes to.

I’m sorry, Naminé thought, daring to raise her head to look at Riku once the attention had slid off of her again. I’m so sorry. I just worry about how you’re going to react.

Vanitas narrowed his eyes, looking between Naminé and Riku. Whenever they brought up what memories had been changed, Naminé always looked at Riku, not Kairi, despite the fact that it was Sora’s memories of Kairi that were changed. Unless… Vanitas looked back at Naminé. She had mentioned that she could only change memories that were already there, but she didn’t say how much she could change the memories. Like… if there was a memory between two boys and she managed to change one of them into a girl…

Sora, Donald, and Goofy head up another flight of stairs and Donald notes that they’re on the tenth floor and that they’ve gotten pretty high up.

“Ten?” Ven wondered, counting backwards in his head. A head that, thankfully, wasn’t being attacked by a headache anymore. Hopefully that’s done with, he thought, before he went back to the floors. It certainly seemed like it had been ten floors.

Jiminy says that it means that they’ve lost ten floors worth of memories and tells Sora that it’s still not too late to turn back. He asks Sora if he thinks they should.

“I can’t,” Sora murmured, gently pulling his hand from Riku’s to instead clasp them in front of him. “I can’t stop now, not if Naminé’s still a prisoner up there.”

Such like you, Riku thought, giving Sora a smile. I wish you would be more selfish sometimes.

Sora says he can’t do it because it would break an old promise he made.

Old? Sora wondered. He wondered how long his past self had thought it had been since that time with Kairi. The promise isn’t that old.

Jiminy questions him on the promise and Sora says that on the Islands, he promised Naminé that he would keep her safe, no matter what.

“The Islands?” Kairi wondered, looking at the screen in confusion. “Sora, what promise did we make on the Islands?”

“Well, plenty,” he replied, rubbing the back of his head as he tried to remember. Promises were common when they were younger, like promising not to take the last cookie or to wait until one of them was out of school after being held late. But a promise that would have been a True Memory… “But I can’t remember one that would have been that important…”

Riku thought back as well. He had been around Sora and Kairi for almost his entire childhood, so he had seen most of their antics and promises but… nothing really came to mind.

“Naminé, can you change memories that the person themself might not really remember?” He asked, turning to the younger girl, who nodded without looking up.

“Yeah, because it’s always there,” she replied. “Even if you can’t remember it, it’s in your heart.”

“The mind may forget, but the heart remembers,” Mickey noted and got another nod from Naminé.

“So, it must have been a memory we both forgot,” Sora concluded, looking to Kairi. “I’m sorry if that’s the case.”

“Don’t be sorry,” she dismissed with a wave of her hand. “Maybe it’s from when I first arrived at the Islands and met you. We don’t remember those days very well.”

Sora thought that was probably true. It would make sense.

Sora says he forgot it and didn’t remember it until he started remembering everything else. He tells Jiminy that’s why he can’t leave and because he now remembers the promise, he had to keep it, with Jiminy saying that they understand.

“A promise of protection,” Sora murmured. It didn’t really sound like him, especially when he was younger. It honestly sounded more like Riku, but he could have said it. If Kairi was new and scared, he could see himself giving a promise of protection to her.

Terra looked at the three of them, smiling slightly when he remembered the young Riku’s words to him on the beach. To go and look for the strength to protect what matters. He was already thinking about that when he was five. Maybe Sora had been trying to emulate Riku when he was giving that promise, it certainly didn’t seem like the first time Sora had tried to be like Riku.

Sora heads up to the next door, realizing he only has one card left.

“One?” Roxas asked. “But didn’t you say that there were thirteen floors? Why would he only have one card left?” Axel could only shrug.

He places it to the door and walks in, seeing the Hundred Acre Woods.

“Where are you?” Xion wondered and Sora blinked in surprise.

“Oh yeah, the screen didn’t show it,” he realized. “I’m in the Hundred Acre Woods! It’s a world within Merlin’s book.”

“A world within a book?” Kairi asked, wonder in her voice, and Sora nodded.

“Yep! All the people are really nice as well. Well, ‘people’ is putting it strangely,” he admitted. “They’re characters from the book.”

He looks around, realizing that Donald, Goofy, and Jiminy didn’t come with him.

“Wait, why didn’t they come with you?” Riku asked, sitting up slightly, and Sora worried his bottom lip between his teeth.

“I don’t know,” he replied before turning to Axel.

“Can’t tell you, I don’t know either,” Axel replied to his unspoken question, and Sora looked back at the screen.

“I’m sure they’re okay,” Mickey told him. “Remember, they’ve been with you for you latest adventure, so nothing really bad probably happened to them.” Sora gave him a smile, but there was still worry in his heart. Why weren’t Donald and Goofy with him? And what if he forgot more and they weren’t there to help him? What if he forgot them?

Sora looks around, seeing a bear in a red shirt sitting on a log, seeming confused.

“Is that…?” Aqua murmured, remembering a book that she had seen eleven years ago.

“Is he like you, Mickey?” Roxas asked, the only other animals he’d seen in clothing and talking being like Mickey. Well, actually, it could be depending on the world.

“No, that’s Pooh Bear,” Sora explained. “He lives in the book, along with all his other friends.”

“I’ve seen that bear before,” Aqua realized. “In Merlin’s house.”

“You have?” Sora asked, twisting to look at her, and getting a nod of confirmation not just from her but from the others on the couch as well. “All of you?”

“Well, we were all in Radiant Garden at one point or another,” Terra explained, trying not to think about what also happened in Radiant Garden, both the first and second times. “I never went in the book however.”

“Neither have I,” Ven agreed and Aqua gave a nod.

“Huh, cool,” Sora said. “I think you would like it.”

“We’ll have to keep it in mind,” Aqua replied.

Sora asks Pooh what’s wrong and Pooh replies that he’s looking for his friends.

Huh, the parallels just seem to be getting clearer and clearer as they go along, Aqua realized, tapping her fingers together. Maybe it’s because Sora is forgetting more and more as he goes. Thus, because there are little to no memories of the actual events, he’s fully making it up based on his current experiences.

Sora asks if they’re around there and states that he doesn’t see anyone. Pooh says then maybe he’s looking for nobody.

“While that is possible,” Axel muttered under his breath with a humorous tone, getting an elbow in the side from Roxas. He gave Roxas an injured look, which Roxas seemed immune to. “I don’t think that’s what Pooh’s actually looking for.”

“It seems he’s forgotten them,” Vanitas murmured. “Like Sora has.” Aqua looked over at him sharply. How much had Vanitas realized? She thought she was the only one who was figuring out that there were parallels.

Sora is confused and Pooh says he must be but that they don’t seem to be anywhere. He says that all the searching is making him hungry but if he stops to eat, then he’ll have to stop searching.

“Oh yeah, and Pooh’s always hungry,” Sora mentioned with a smile, enjoying remembering the bear. With all the other worlds he had seen, and every going on in the castle, it was nice that his past self got a world in which he could just relax and hang out with Pooh. It was always nice to visit the bear.

Sora offers that they can look for Pooh’s friends together and Pooh asks if he means nobody, which Sora corrects saying that they’re looking for Pooh’s friends and they’re probably around here somewhere.

“Who are Pooh’s friends?” Kairi asked, finding herself charmed by this little world. She liked how it looked and if all of Pooh’s friends were like him, she was sure Sora would have an easier time in this floor than he had in the past.

“Um… Owl, Kanga, Roo, Piglet, Rabbit, Eeyore and Tigger,” Sora recited, having to think for a second.

“’Kangaroo’?” Ven muttered to himself, recognizing the type of animal, and Sora nodded.

“Yep, they’re both kangaroos,” Sora confirmed. “And the others are kind of self-explanatory.”

“What’s a kangaroo?” Roxas muttered to Axel and the older man frowned.

“No idea,” he replied, and Roxas turned to look at him. “What? I didn’t learn about them in Radiant Garden. Different worlds remember?”

“But this is Merlin’s book and he’s from Radiant Garden?” Xion mentioned and Axel huffed.

“Merlin’s also magic and can travel to different worlds,” he reminded the younger girl. “He knows things we don’t.”

Pooh asks if Sora’s looking for Pooh’s friends as well and Sora replies that he’s actually looking for his own friends. Pooh asks if they’re also friends of Pooh and Sora says that he doesn’t think their friends are the same but that they should look for all of them together.

“Pooh seems very… confused,” Ven noted. “Is he always this confused?”

“Not really?” Sora replied. “It does seem strange.”

“It might be because you guys are in Castle Oblivion,” Terra offered, and Sora tipped his head in understanding.

Pooh and Sora walk together, looking around the woods.

Kairi kept up her prior feelings. The place looked very peaceful. Maybe she could visit the book when she went back to Radiant Garden to visit.

The two of them spot a tiny pig running amongst the bushes.

“Piglet?” Aqua guessed and Sora nodded.

Sora asks Pooh if that’s one of his friends before running up to the pig, scaring him. The pig stutters as he tells Sora not to mind him and when Sora asks if he’s not Pooh’s friend, he replies that he’s not not Pooh’s friend.

Several of them had to pause to try and process that sentence.

“Why wouldn’t he just say yes?” Riku asked, giving the pig a strange look.

“Piglet’s just… very anxious,” Sora explained, smiling gently at the version of the pig onscreen. “And he says sentences like that a lot. He doesn’t seem to really like saying something definitively.”

Vanitas had a feeling he was going to get very fed up with the pig very fast. He rolled his eyes as he balanced his chin on his hand. What was even the purpose of this world? At least the others had some purpose, in a way, but this one didn’t seem to have it at all. It was just a really slow world that offered no stakes. Besides having Sora’s friends be missing, of course. Which didn't seem to really be a bad thing.

Pooh catches up to them and greets Piglet, with Piglet responding and saying that he’s finally found someone.

“So, all of them lost each other?” Aqua wondered, tipping her head to the side slightly. “I wonder if something happened.”

Piglet says he lost the others, and he was so worried and didn’t know what to do. Pooh offers Piglet to come with them to find the rest of their friends and Piglet says that he doesn’t know if he should.

“Wow, he is really anxious,” Kairi noted with a slight pang of empathy for the little pig. She understood being worried about what to do next but this… was on a whole different level.

“Yeah,” Sora replied. “But he’s always got his friends to help him. None of them ever treat him differently because of it.”

Sora asks Piglet what he wants to do, and Piglet suddenly remembers that he promised to give Pooh something, running back into the bushes and returning with a blue balloon.

“Where did he get that, you think?” Axel muttered. You don’t tend to find balloons in forests.

Sora shrugged. “I don’t really question things in this world,” he replied. “They don’t seem surprised when a balloon appears, and they clearly know what it is, so I just accept that sometimes, they have balloons.”

Pooh thanks him and takes the balloon, starting to float upwards slowly.

“And apparently gravity doesn’t really work in this world either,” Aqua noted.

“Storybook,” Terra replied to her. “In a storybook, it would make sense that people can float with balloons.”

“Would it really?” Ven asked and Terra nodded.

“I mean yeah,” he responded. “Storybooks are for kids and kids believe all sorts of things are possible. If the stories meant for kids, it stands to reason that those same impossible things are possible in the storybook for them.”

Sora blinked at the older man, thinking back to all the things he had seen happen in the world and what the inhabitants did. He supposed… that made sense.

Sora tries to jump for Pooh but misses. Thankfully, an enormous owl flies by and grasps hold of Pooh, taking him back to the ground, before heading back up to a tree.

“That is a big bird,” Riku mentioned, and Sora shrugged. Again, he had stopped questioning things in this world. It was like a more tolerable version of Wonderland.

“Oh, there goes the balloon,” Kairi said, watching the thing drift off into the sky.

“I’m sure they’ll get another one,” Sora told her with a grin.

“I’ll bring one when I visit,” Kairi decided, and Sora laughed slightly.

The owl asks if Pooh is alright, to which Pooh says yes, and the owl tells Pooh he needs to be more careful. Pooh says he was having fun, and he would have liked to fly more, with Sora saying that from the air it might have been easier for Pooh to find his friends.

“Why don’t you just have the owl fly around and look for them?” Roxas asked and Sora opened his mouth as if to answer, before remembering that he couldn’t remember what happened here, and thus, had no clue if they had the owl do that.

“We might,” he settled on with a shrug.

The owl says that it might be possible and asks Sora what would happen then. The owl says that the balloon only goes where the wind blows and that he might end up finding his friends but being unable to reach them, in which the owl states that he would much rather have just kept searching.

Sora looked down at this, swallowing slightly as he heard the words. It was just like what happened with Riku and, to a lesser extent, Kairi. He had found them that first time round, but he couldn’t reach them, Riku lost in the darkness, and Kairi lost in his heart. He could see Riku and could see Kairi’s body, but he couldn’t reach any of them, not really. But would he have rather not found them at all and just kept searching? He didn’t think so. Seeing them gave him a goal to work towards and gave him some information about what he needed to do in order to get to them. If he hadn’t known that, he might not have known that he needed to pull Riku out of the manipulation of Maleficent or that Kairi couldn’t even help in her own rescue.

Aqua bit her lip at that, remembering the vision she’d had of Terra and Ven, in which she talked to Terra. Where she learned that the possession had stuck and that Ven still hadn’t woken up. Would she have rather not seen that? She frowned. Not really, she decided on. She had much preferred finally getting to see them, if only for a second, to keep her light and drive going, than just be stuck wishing and wondering. Now she had a goal to strive for, to free Terra and to help Ven regain his heart, wherever it had gone.

Owl tells them that they’d best continue searching on foot because it could be quite exciting, stumbling upon a friend when you least expect it.

Or if you’re like Sora, Riku thought. Making a new friend whenever you least expect it. It truly seemed like Sora could make friends with everyone.

Pooh states that it is the feeling he gets when he stumbles upon honey and Owl tells him to keep looking, stating that that’s the spirit. Sora and Pooh start walking again, with Pooh eventually running into a tree and dislodging something from the branches.

“How did he not see the tree?” Vanitas muttered, certainly not having winced when the bear ran into it. Because that looked like it would hurt a lot. And Vanitas would know a lot about hurt.

“It’s Pooh,” Sora explained.

Sora asks Pooh if he’s alright and a grey donkey appears from the trees, walking over to the thing that fell from the branches and picking it up. He thanks Pooh and attaches the thing back to him, revealing it to be his tail.

“Why was his tail in the tree?” Xion asked, befuddled, and Sora shrugged. He had been doing that a lot lately.

“I don’t know, but Eeyore loses his tail often, if Pooh’s to be believed,” he replied.

Pooh asks Eeyore why he’s thanking him, and Eeyore says for running into the tree and dislodging his tail.

“Was he just waiting in the bushes for someone to come by and dislodge his tail?” Terra wondered and Sora thought about it.

“Probably,” he replied. Eeyore didn’t really seem to be the type of person to try and take the initiative.

He thanks Pooh again and Sora, though he calls Sora “whoever”. Sora introduces himself and Eeyore thanks him before leaving.

“And he’s gone,” Roxas muttered.

“I don’t think he likes dealing with Pooh and his shenanigans,” Sora responded.

Oh, so how I feel about you all, Vanitas thought. Except Naminé.

Sora and Pooh keep walking, with Pooh saying that they haven’t found any of Sora’s friends.

“Oh yeah,” Sora realized, the relaxation that had been starting to settle into his bones vanishing in an instant. “I wonder why they weren’t with me this time round. Axel, do you… have any ideas?”

“Sorry Sora, I got nothing,” the former Organization member replied. “I wasn’t someone who had spent a lot of time in the castle, unlike some others. I was only sent there now to… well, take care of the traitors.”

“Maybe because it’s the last card you have?” Kairi offered.

“Or it’s because you didn’t have Donald and Goofy with you when you visited the book,” Naminé piped up, looking up from her sketchbook as the idea hit her. She had been in Sora’s memories; she should have realized this. “You had the others with you when you went to all the other worlds, so they also had memories of those worlds, even if it was your heart specifically that was creating them. But they would have no memories at all of the place, so they might not have been able to go.”

“Huh, that makes sense,” Sora murmured and Aqua bit the inside of her cheek. While she hadn’t felt it in a while, the fact that she didn’t know that much about the security system continued to bug her. She should have looked into it, should have done something more than simply accepting that it was a feature of the Land of Departure. Now, she didn’t have anything that she could tell them to maybe make it easier and help them understand.

Her hand curled into a fist and her nails dug into her palm. She should have been better, she was a Keyblade Master.

Sora says he’s right but he knows he’ll find them sometime so they should keep looking together. Pooh says he’s right before spotting Tigger and Roo up ahead, who are bouncing on a set of tree stumps.

“Do all of them have a gimmick?” Axel wondered, watching as the little… kangaroo, apparently, bounced around, and the tiger watched seriously. “The pig was worried, the owl was smart, and the donkey was sad. And now these two are hyper.”

“It is a storybook,” Sora mentioned, looking over to Terra as the older man was the one to first realize it. “Tropes and all.”

Tigger tells Roo that he doesn’t understand the true meaning of bouncing and that he can’t just copy Tigger all the time, he had to find his own way of bouncing.

Roxas suddenly got the greatest mental comparison of Xemnas, going on and on about Kingdom Hearts during their meetings when he was still in the Organization and he had to drop his head so he could contain his laughter well enough, pressing his lips together so hard they turned white.

Roo greets Pooh as the two of them walk up to the bouncers and Roo explains that Tigger’s teaching him how to bounce. Roo offers for them to join them, but Tigger says they don’t understand the true meaning of bouncing.

“Is there… a true way to bounce?” Kairi wondered, slightly thrown off, and Sora shrugged, remembering all the ways Tigger had bounced when he visited them.

“To Tigger there is,” he mentioned. “Though I don’t know if he knows it either.”

When Sora questions this, Tigger says that everyone bounces differently and everyone has to do it differently, because they’re all different. He bounces away again, with Roo following after him.

Terra’s theory about them being storybook characters, Aqua thought as she watched Roo and Tigger bounce off. It works, in a way. Tigger’s whole speech sounds like something kids would read in books, to teach them lessons before they are old enough to truly grasp them. Instead of talking about morals and personalities and the like, Tigger’s talking about bouncing. But the principles can still be applied over.

She hummed quietly, looking down at her hands quickly. I wonder who created the book. And why.

Sora and Pooh start walking again when they hear a noise from the side of them. Something comes rolling down the hill, with Sora just barely able to jump out of the way, and Pooh gets bowled over by the thing.

“Was that… a vegetable?” Kairi asked, twisting her head to try and see the thing right-side up, as it was currently on top of Pooh.

“It certainly looks like it,” Riku muttered.

“It’s probably Rabbit’s,” Sora mentioned. “He has a vegetable garden that he’s very protective of.”

Pooh sits up, realizing it’s one of Rabbit’s cabbages. He says that Rabbit must be in some trouble, if his cabbages are rolling away, and he and Sora catch several more as they come down the hill.

“I just realized but… there’s no Heartless in this world,” Xion mentioned, comparing it to all the other worlds they had seen. “Is that because there isn’t Heartless in the actual book?”

“Oh yeah, things like that can’t get into the book,” Sora replied though he grimaced slightly when he remembered the damage the Heartless had done to the book the last time he interacted with it. “Nobodies, Heartless, nothing. It’s a little perfectly untouched world.”

“Sounds nice,” Xion hummed. She hadn't thought there was a single world untouched by the Nobodies or Heartless.

Sora and Pooh catch the last couple of cabbages as Rabbit appears, asking if they’ve seen his cabbages. Sora gestures to them and Rabbit thanks them, saying that they were so hard to carry on his own.

“Why was he carrying them?” Kairi asked.

Sora mentions that they almost got bowled over and Rabbit apologizes, saying that his wheelbarrow broke.

“Question answered,” Kairi said a second later. Sora giggled and she elbowed him in the side, causing his laughs to become a wheeze of pain.

Rabbit thanks them again as he heads over to his cabbages and Pooh and Sora say goodbye as they continue on. After a while, Pooh says that they’ve walked such a long way and he thinks he needs a bit of rest, and if only he had a honeypot.

Not for the first time, many people were astounded by the scope of the floors of Castle Oblivion. It certainly couldn’t be to scale, the castle didn’t seem to actually be that big, so the floors themselves had to be warping in a way to make them bigger on this inside than the outside.

It reminded Sora of the Mysterious Tower, where Yen Sid lived, and he wondered if it was possibly just something that places where Keyblade Masters lived could do.

Sora asks about his friends and Pooh says they found all of them. Sora asks if Pooh thought he helped and Pooh says he did, making Sora smile.

“Why would you think you didn’t help?” Kairi asked and Sora hummed.

“Well, we kind of just stumbled upon all of them, didn’t we?” Sora answered, biting his lip slightly. And he could figure why his past self was worrying about this, what with the fact that trying to find Naminé and Riku would be heavy on his mind.

“That doesn’t mean you didn’t help,” Riku told him, and Sora twisted to look at the older boy. “You kept Pooh company while he looked, didn’t you? And you were the one to first push him into looking for them.” Riku smiled at him, and Sora couldn’t help himself in smiling back. “I’d say you helped a lot.”

Sora says that he should be going soon, and Pooh asks him where. Sora responds to find his friends, which Pooh wishes him well on and Sora leaves, heading through a door that appeared.

Sora smiled softly as he watched himself leave. Sometimes, he wished he could stay in Pooh’s book, safe from the world, where there was no Heartless, no Nobodies, no Darkness, and no fighting. It reminded him of his life before the Keyblade, when he was still on the Destiny Islands.

He looked down. Sometimes, he wished he could return to that time, when everything was simpler. But he knew he couldn’t. And it wasn’t like he wished he could go back all the time; he still loved this new life he had. It just… got really tiring sometimes.

He took a deep breath, looking back up at the screen. Three more floors and then he would save Naminé. Three more floors and then this would be over until he woke up for his next adventure.

He could get through three more floors.

Notes:

Can you get through three more floors though? Can you?

Well then, wave goodbye to the last moment of peace Sora will have until he goes to sleep. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, as short as it was (I swear, reactions for the Woods were so difficult, this chapter did not want to be written.) I took more inspiration from the novel than from the gameplay, due to that mostly being minigames, so hopefully it doesn't throw anyone off.

Notes (IMPORTANT):
1. None of you have probably noticed yet, but I went back and edited chapter 9, specifically the flashback that Axel has. The flashback, when I originally wrote it, was distinctly not canon, and while I tried to make my peace with it, it grated on me, much like the thing with Aqua. (I'm too much of Kingdom Hearts nerd to let myself do that to the franchise.) So, I've gone back and edited it, so it's more canon. (ie, Skuld was gone long before they became apprentices, they weren't trying to rescue her the night Radiant Garden started to fade.) Hopefully this doesn't bug anyone, I kept the one original thing from that scene (Skuld Bequeathing Lea, which I know that it's highly implied that Axel got Master Yen Sid to Bequeath to him in DDD, I've just always disliked that because it seems wildly out of character for Yen Sid to do that.) and if you see anything else in this story that adheres to the old flashback and decision, tell me and I'll fix it. Again, I didn't want to edit it, but it wasn't something I could work around like I did with Aqua's thing.
2. The thing with Marluxia's age, because I recognize that many people think he's the same age as Axel or Skuld (Because she would also be about 25, given that she appeared ten years prior to the CoM. We think at least. With this much lore though, who knows?). The thing is, I don't think having Marluxia at 25 works. It's canonical that Marluxia has no memories of his past, not even his name, as stated in the character files. (Luxu, seeing Lauriam appearing in the present while also searching for Nobodies for Xemnas: I'm going to do something called a pro-gamer move. And then he turns Lauriam into a Nobody, names him Marluxia while not telling him that's his actual name, and then sets him free.) And the scene in KH2 where we see that Xigbar has just recruited Marluxia, Zexion is in his older age model (And because KH is very bad at giving us ages of non-main characters, I have to use those) meaning that it's been at least a couple of years since he was turned into a Nobody, given that he was in his younger age model then. So, at most, that means Lauriam appeared in the present about five years after the Organization was formed (Technically making Zexion fourteen in that scene but if KH isn't going to try that hard with the age models, I'm just gonna have to do my damned best.) meaning he's also at most 22 at the time of CoM. Again, they don't give us Lauriam's age during Union X, with most people guessing that he's about 15/16 (I tend to put him at 16) thus the age. I understand that this might seem weird to some, but I did my best. I swear, the ages of the characters need to be released. I'm so upset about that fact, and it might be my one (1) gripe with the series.

Well, after that wall of text, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and there should be another chapter out possibly this weekend. (I'm on a quick break so I've got a lot more writing time) So keep an eye on that! Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 31: A Memory of Twilight Town

Notes:

CW: Panic Attacks.

Um, tissues may be required. I nearly cried while writing this chapter. There are... developments.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk into another white hallway, only to be met with Vexen teleporting in.

“Uh oh,” Kairi muttered as the scientist appeared. He seemed quite… unstable, and would be willing to do something drastic, if she had read him correctly.

Oh, Axel thought, pressing his lips together. This event, which means… He sighed slowly, closing his eyes for the quickest of seconds. He should have known it wouldn’t really stay secret forever.

Xion blinked at the man again. She hadn’t ever really put much thought into him, but he had created her. Did that make him her… father? In a way? Just like the Replica was her brother?

Sora asks who Vexen is and Vexen introduces himself, saying he’s come to collect Sora’s debt.

“’Debt’?” Sora wondered, tipping his head to the side slightly. What could he possibly owe this man? “What debt?”

Riku had stiffened slightly at the man came on the screen, remembering his own fight with the scientist. It’s okay, he told himself. Sora’s more than capable. Plus, he has Donald and Goofy.

Goofy is confused and asks Sora if he owes anything to this guy with Sora responding that of course he doesn’t. Vexen counters this, saying that Sora owes him for reuniting him with his former friend.

“Oh,” Sora muttered, looking off to the side slightly. He had a feeling that… the sentence wasn’t going to go over well with his past self. Especially with how the Riku Replica had been acting. He would probably think that Vexen was controlling him like Ansem had. Also, ‘former’, he felt a flash of anger at that. Riku had always been his friend even when he had been manipulated by Maleficent and the darkness.

Naminé scrunched up her nose slightly at the phrasing. She knew that Vexen had created Riku, just like he had with Xion, but hearing him say it like that, especially with what he allowed to happen to the Replica at Larxene’s prodding… it made her feel upset.

At Sora’s question, Vexen confirms at he was the one to bring Riku to him and Sora says that he’s the one controlling him then and asks him what he did to Riku.

It’s not what he did to Riku, Naminé thought, looking down at her drawing, of two children settled on a white floor. It’s what I did. She played with the corner of the page, folding and unfolding it, and another stab of regret went through her. What would have happened? She wondered. If I refused to change his memories? Would they have just… killed him? Would they have killed me? Would they have had Vexen create another copy? She bit her lip, the possibilities spinning circles in her head. Would those possibilities been better or worse than what happened actually?

Vexen says that he sees no reason to give them information about where Riku is.

Sora got the urge to glare at the screen at that. It reminded him of before, of Hook and Maleficent and Ansem. All people who knew something about Riku but wouldn’t tell him or wouldn’t be nice about it. All he wanted was to find Riku again, so they could go back to the Islands together, so they could be together. And now, Riku kept going farther and farther outside of his reach. Hopefully now, after they were finally reunited, nothing would take them apart again.

Vexen says he shouldn’t trouble Sora in his final hour and summons a shield.

Again, Riku laced his fingers together, remembering his own fight with Vexen. He should believe in Sora, he should, because Sora was Sora and he also had Donald and Goofy to help him, he just… he really worried about him.

For the first time in a while, he got the urge to reach over and hold Sora’s hand or shoulder, like he had whenever they watched Sora take down the Heartless during his first adventure. He knew Sora was okay now, he was sitting in the room with them, but it still… it still worried him, even though he knew he had no right to worry about him.

Kairi’s eyes went wide at the shield, and she did reach out, grasping hold of Sora’s hand. It was her promise that was the reason why Sora kept going, even if Naminé had twisted it, and she couldn’t help but feel guilty that she was going to put Sora in danger, again, even if it was unintentional and by proxy this time, technically.

“Kairi?” Sora murmured to her, and she shook her head slightly.

“I’m just worried,” she muttered in return and Sora gave her a smile.

“Still here,” he reminded her but didn’t attempt to escape her grip.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy fight Vexen for a while and Vexen states that as he expected, Sora wasn’t one to die very easily.

Surprisingly, Roxas snorted quietly at this. “No, he’s not,” he muttered, remembering the fight he’d had with Sora in his heart. Sora was powerful, even if the boy didn’t look it, and especially if he was trying to get to his friends. That much was obvious from the scenes shown of the past. The only ones to die easily were himself and Naminé. They had chosen to, as much as that choice had been forced on them. He frowned at that, wanting to reach out and grasp Xion’s hand, to remind himself that she was still there. But she was too far away, and he settled for instead gripping his pant leg. Distantly, he wondered how much of them and their year with the Organization was going to be shown. Would it show his and Xion’s final fight?

Riku blew out a sigh of relief when Vexen stopped the fight. He knew Sora would be fine, he knew it, but it was getting closer to the end and for some reason that made him anxious. Anxious for how this was going to end. He knew that Sora made it through but he was worried about how much damage Sora would take before they got there. He hadn’t been there watching over Sora, as unneeded as it was, this time around.

Sora says as if he’d ever lose to Vexen.

Sora nodded firmly at that. He couldn’t lose, not while there were still people relying on him. He didn’t die in his first adventure because Kairi and Riku, and even Mickey in a way, were relying on him. Then, he wouldn’t die in the castle because Naminé was relying on him. And in his latest adventure, he had Riku relying on him, even if he hadn’t realized it until the end because the other boy wouldn’t have gone back to the Island without him. And Sora couldn’t let that happen.

Vexen states that he wouldn’t be too sure and asks if Sora even noticed that he was diving deep into his memory as they fought.

“I thought that the castle created the cards?” Sora asked, turning to Aqua. “That they could control the cards was just a lie made up by Marluxia?”

Aqua bit her lip. “That’s what I thought,” she replied, beating her fingers rhythmically against her knee. “He could just be lying again.”

Vexen reveals a card created from the memories ‘in the other side of his heart’.

“Is he… talking about me?” Roxas asked, leaning forward to try and get a good look at the world pictured on the card. It was to make out, but it looked like… “Is that Twilight Town?”

“Twilight Town, the place we woke up in from our sleep?” Sora checked and Roxas shrugged. He hadn’t been there.

“Yeah, it is,” Axel replied in a clipped voice and Roxas twisted to give him a confused look. But Axel didn’t look down at him and Roxas frowned at him.

“The town I was in before…?” Kairi trailed off at that, shooting a quick look at Axel before looking away. Axel nodded.

“Could that castle do that?” Xion questioned. “Get memories from Roxas?”

“I… I don’t know,” Aqua admitted, curling her hand into a fist. She didn’t know, she didn’t know, she hadn’t asked. “I supposed it could? Or- Or the Organization members could have indeed found a way to manipulate the castle’s security system?” Terra looked over at her, having caught the stutter in her tone, but Aqua was looking at nothing, trying to puzzle it out in her brain, turning the problem over and over again in her head. She didn’t know, she didn’t know.

“Well, the Organization had Castle Oblivion for a while,” Axel told her. “At least a couple of years before this happened. I wasn’t one of the people there most of the time, but I know some of them studied it, as well as using it as a base. They could have figured something out.”

But if they figured that out, what else did they figure out? Aqua thought, her breath picking up slightly. What if Ven’s not safe, what if they know where he is? She knew Axel had said that a child had never been found in the castle and while he had been instructed to search for something called the ‘Chamber of Waking’, he had never found it, what if he just simply wasn’t told? What if Ven was gone or hurt or some other secret of the place had been found out and there wasn’t anything she could do about it and she couldn’t breathe-!

“Aqua!” Terra’s voice suddenly broke through her thoughts, and she snapped her head up, not realizing she had dropped it, to see Terra kneeling in front of her, hands twisted in hers. As the ringing in her ears, which she hadn’t realized there was, died down, she was aware that the room had gone abruptly quiet. Her hands stung, like she had just gotten a paper cut, and Ven was gone from his usual spot next to her.

She looked around, because Ven could be gone in the real world, he could be hurt, she didn’t know when that vision had happened in the chronological timeline of the world because time worked differently in the Realm of Darkness and-, but Ven was over by the Island kids, watching her in concern.

“What…?” She croaked out, looking back at Terra, realizing that her chest was abruptly slowing down because she had apparently been breathing really fast. She felt floaty and if Terra hadn’t been holding onto her hands, she might have slumped over.

“You had a panic attack,” Terra told her gently and she swallowed shakily. Panic attack? She was aware she’d had one the day before, after Sora had stabbed himself and that made sense for her to have a panic attack then, even if she shouldn’t have because she was a Keyblade Master and had to be better than that, but now? What had even triggered it?

“Aqua?” Terra asked again and she looked back at him, unaware that her gaze had started to stray from him. “Are you… Are you back with us?”

“I… yes,” she decided on, trying to put determination into her words, though she didn’t know if she succeeded. She swallowed again, consciously working to take in a deep breath and let it out. Her hands were shaky slightly in Terra’s grasp. “I’m okay, I promise.”

Terra gave her an uncertain look but released her hands. When she looked at the, she could see eight little crescent moons in her palms and she cast a Cure on them, watching them seal up. Ven traveled back over to their couch, watching Aqua carefully, and she tried to give him a reassuring smile.

“What… happened?” He asked and the continuous silence of the room only made Aqua uncomfortable. She was a Keyblade Master, she shouldn’t be having these things. She was the one that was supposed to protect Terra and Ven and all the others, not the other way around.

“I think I just got a little worried,” she told Ven, trying to keep her tone light. Ven gave her a look at that, and she tried not to let her face show anything. “I just wish I had learned more about the security system before I had to use it.”

Ven nodded slowly, still clearly not fully convinced, and Aqua winced slightly. She could see Mickey watching her in concern as well, but she didn’t dare look at him. Ven settled back onto the couch, with Terra retaking his seat as well, and Aqua blew out another breath, closing her eyes slightly.

Riku had watched what had happened with painful understanding. He understood the sudden and complete loss of control, especially when you didn’t think it would happen, and he sympathized with her. He’d had several the previous day and while he hoped that those would be the last of them, he still worried.

Naminé ducked her head, trying to give Aqua as much privacy as possible. She knew that it was no fun having everyone watch you as you succumbed to the panic in your mind, but she also knew that panic attacks didn’t happen for no reason. They had happened to her because she was still terrified of everything she had done and how people would react to them, and she wondered what the cause of Aqua’s had truly been. Because if she didn’t realize it soon, she was probably just going to have another panic attack when it came back up.

Vanitas’s eyes were wide, surprise shooting through him. Sure, he had been, distantly, aware of the fact that Aqua had panicked when Sora had stabbed himself, but he had been too busy with his own panic and memories that he hadn’t really seen it but now… It made Aqua look really… human, in a way, and for some reason, it didn’t make him happy. To see her panicked and unaware, slicing herself with her own nails until Terra managed to pull her back from wherever she had gone in her mind. It reminded him of… himself, as much as that angered him because Aqua hadn’t gone through a fraction of what Vanitas had gone through, but wasn’t that a good thing?, and she had always been safe in the light but-

He gritted his teeth, looking away. He was sure that Master Aqua would be just thrilled at the comparison between them and he didn’t want to even speak that into existence because he was dark and she was light and nothing similar had happened between the two of them and-

Naminé looked over at Vanitas in concern, having seen his jerky movements. Was he okay?

Vexen tosses the card to Sora and disappears, with Sora catching the card and calling after Vexen to wait.

Several of them blinked in surprise when the screen started again, shaking themselves out of whatever thoughts they were stuck in, and Aqua looked up at the screen, taking a deep breath. She could do this; she could do this. She was sure Ven was fine, Master Eraqus had been the one to show her the trick and he had been sure that it would keep the Land safe so Ven had to be safe, he just had to be-

Terra’s hand gently nudged her in the side, and she looked over at him, wanting to cringe away from the concerned and gentle look on his face. She was a Keyblade Master, she had to be better than this.

But she unwound her fingers, reaching behind Ven to grasp Terra’s offered one, and she tried to hold onto it as an anchor.

Sora looks down at the card, repeating what Vexen said about the ‘other side’.

Roxas could see it clearly now, could see the clock tower where he and Xion and Axel had spent every one of their afternoons when life was good, where he had spent time with Olette and Hayner and Pence in the simulation. It was Twilight Town for certain. But what was the point? Why had Vexen created a card of that place?

Axel, Larxene, and Marluxia are watching the crystal and Axel states that if Sora disappears, then it would mess up the Organization’s plans.

“Disappear?” Sora murmured, wondering over the phrasing. Did he think that he was going to get lost in his memories?

“Die,” Axel clarified, and Sora’s gaze snapped over to him. “What? Vexen wanted to kill you!” Kairi’s hand tightened on Sora’s, and he gave her another reassuring smile. “It clearly didn’t happen.” Because I stopped it, Axel continued in his mind. By taking care of the problem permanently.

Marluxia says he trusts Axel knows what he needs to do but Axel says he hasn’t a clue and maybe Marluxia could spell it out for him.

“Axel?” Xion asked quietly, slightly already preparing in her mind for what she had been told earlier, and Axel grimaced.

“Assassin, remember?” He replied lowly, keeping his eyes fixed on the screen. “I told you, I caused a few of the deaths in the castle.”

Roxas and Xion both made a face, shoulders tensing and lips folding down into perfectly straight lines. Neither of them really knew if they were ready to see what was probably going to be shown, even with the advance warning.

Marluxia says that Vexen has clearly committed a treasonous act against the Organization and that Axel must eliminate the traitor.

“Was he a traitor to the Organization or to L-Marluxia?” Ven asked, tipping his head at the screen, and not noticing how his mouth tripped over the name slightly. None of the others did as well, though Vanitas pressed a hand to his head as another headache pulsed through him. Carefully, he was able to keep all the Unversed pressed into his heart, and he simply bit down on his tongue until he tasted blood.

“Marluxia,” Axel explained with a dismissive wave of his hand. “Though it was just easier to frame it as a ‘traitor to the Organization’ before he fully attempted his coup.”

Axel says there’s no taking that back later and teleports away.

And there wasn’t, Axel thought with a shake of his head. Though, I didn’t really regret it. He wouldn’t regret getting a change to hurt Vexen back for just a sliver of the pain Lea and Isa went through. And X.

Sora and the others walk up to the next door and Sora pulls out the card Vexen gave him. Jiminy repeats what Vexen said earlier and Sora wonders what it does.

“Wouldn’t it just work like a normal card?” Vanitas drawled, rolling his eyes slightly, mostly in an effort to try and get rid of the headache.

“I mean, it could be different,” Kairi replied with a shrug. “It’s a memory of the ‘other side’ so it could work differently.”

Sora says that it’s the only one they have and that they have no other way to move forward.

Sora watched his past self move across the hallway. What would he see, when he entered the memory of Twilight Town? He had been there in the past, albeit only for a little while. He hadn’t ever gotten to explore it fully, or even gotten to know Hayner, Pence, or Olette that well. Would pieces of Roxas be somehow incorporated into the memory, like pieces of his experiences were being in the worlds he had visited?

Sora presses the card to the door and walks in. They enter into Twilight Town.

Roxas sucked in a breath as the town came into being. Twilight Town, his town, the safe place for him and Axel and Xion. He could remember it like the back of his hand. Every ice cream eaten with his friends, both real and virtual. Every afternoon, the good and bad, spent on that tower, watching the sunset, burning past their apathy at the world.

Sora looked over as he heard Roxas’s inhale. “Was Twilight Town… important to you?” He asked his Nobody. He knew that was where they had woken and that there had been some connection to Roxas, if the picture and the virtual reality was anything to say, but he didn’t really know. He had started crying as he left the place the first time, but he didn’t know more than that.

Roxas worked his jaw slightly as he tried to come up with words to describe it. Xion had slammed her eyes closed as the town appeared, memories of spending afternoons on the clock tower and ducking through shadows, avoiding Roxas to the best of her ability spinning through her mind. Axel simply drew in a simple breath, trying not to focus too hard on everything that was bombarding him.

“Yeah,” Roxas eventually settled on, looking over at his Somebody. “Yeah, it was important.”

Sora hummed, looking back at the screen. “Well, once you have your own body, you should go visit again,” he told him, purposefully not noticing the way that Roxas’s eyes had widened. “Maybe you could live there, once everything is done. Or even before then.”

Roxas wanted to say something back, but there was a lump in his throat that he had never experienced before, and he found he couldn’t say anything. Xion slowly opened her eyes, staring at the cityscape. She missed Twilight Town. She missed it so badly.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk through the town, and Goofy wonders where they are. Sora says he doesn’t know and that he’s never been there as the tram passes in front of them.

The tram, Roxas thought, watching the vehicle move across the screen. The lump in his throat didn’t go away and he would have asked Axel about it, because he didn’t think he was injured, but he still couldn’t get any words out.

Jiminy says that can’t be right and that up until then they’ve only been in Sora’s memories. Sora agrees but says he definitely doesn't remember this place.

“I wonder if you thought this was something you forgot,” Kairi murmured, and Sora turned to her in confusion. “I mean, you know you’re losing memories,” she explained, rubbing her thumb on Sora’s. “I wonder if you thought that you had completely forgotten a whole place.”

Sora’s eyes widened at that. He hadn’t even considered that. “I hope not,” he replied. He didn’t know how his past self would take it if he thought he had forgotten a whole world.

Donald brings up that he might have just forgotten the town like he did with other stuff.

Kairi hummed as Donald voiced what she just had. Sora bit his lip, wanting to lean backwards until he was near Riku again. The idea that he could have forgotten whole worlds instead of just events… In a way, he had forgotten those worlds. He had forgotten the people in them, his friends, his power. How had he even been able to function by this point in Castle Oblivion?

Jiminy says that’s terrible and that their memories are almost entirely gone.

Well, not entirely, Naminé thought, switching out her red pencil for her blue one. That was the one thing she at least didn’t hate about her ability to mess with memories. She didn’t actually get rid of any memories; she just rearranged them. So, she could always put them back, even if it took a while. So, if she was used again, she never did permanent damage on anyone. She certainly did damage, but she could always fix it.

She looked over at Vanitas again. She remembered what he had told her, what he had asked her. If she had fixed it. In his eyes, because she fixed it and felt bad about it, she wasn’t a terrible person. She wondered if it was really that simple. And if it was, then that same logic had to apply to him. She wouldn’t let it not.

Sora says they’ll be okay and pulls out Naminé’s charm.

Kairi grimaced as she saw it. She didn’t blame Naminé, not really, how could she? Naminé hadn’t wanted to do it, she had been forced and coerced into it. But she really wanted Sora’s memories to be put back, so he could remember her properly. It was nice that his subconscious memories of her were leading him, but it still hurt.

Sora calls it Naminé’s good luck charm and states that there’s a special memory connected to it.

Sora perked up slightly at that. His past self sounded more sure when he said that. Maybe he had remembered the memory? If he remembered it and said it, maybe Sora would remember it as well.

Sora explains that one night when he and Naminé were little, there was a meteor shower.

Riku raised his head slowly at that to stare at the screen, mind blanking slightly. Because that sounded an awful lot like…

Naminé froze. She hadn’t realized that Sora had said it out loud.

Vanitas looked over at her, eyebrow raising. Why had she frozen?

Similarly, Terra gave the Destiny kids a careful look. Because while Kairi and Sora still looked unaffected, if a little interested, Riku looked…

Sora frowned at that. When had he seen a meteor shower with Kairi?

Sora explains that Naminé started crying and asked, “What if a shooting star hits the island?”

Riku’s mouth felt dry. His hands went shaky and all of sudden he was back on that beach, Sora clinging to his hand, eyes filled with unshed tears that perfectly reflected the stars shooting across the sky. The necklace, that he still wore at the time, rested against his chest as he turned to look at the younger boy, reassurances on the tip of his tongue. “If a shooting star comes this way, I’ll hit it right back into outer space,” he murmured breathlessly, the promise that his younger self had made that night never leaving his mind.

“What?” Sora asked, twisting around to stare at Riku. He hadn’t heard him perfectly, but it sounded like Riku… knew something about the memory.

Sora says that he then told Naminé, “If a shooting star comes this way, I’ll hit it right back into outer space.”

Riku turned to look at Naminé, who wouldn’t meet his eyes. Who hadn't met his eyes almost the whole time they were watching this, ever since Sora had gotten the charm. Who hadn’t ever confirmed what the promise between Kairi and Sora had been, even though she had to know because she had changed it.

That memory?!” He hissed at her, the vitriol in his voice taking several people aback. Naminé flinched and Vanitas aimed a glare in Riku’s way. He had thought this was a possibility but hadn’t actually expected it to be true.

“Riku!” Sora exclaimed, pulling his hand out of Kairi’s grip to turn fully to face the older boy. He reached out, grabbing Riku’s hands and tugging on them, trying to pull Riku’s focus to him. But the older boy was still glaring at Naminé and by that point, Vanitas wasn’t the only rising to her defense, Xion reaching out and placing her hand on the shoulder of the other girl while Roxas leaned forward, wondering if he was going to get a rematch with Riku after all.

“What’s going on?” Aqua asked, looking between the two couches, ready to intervene if necessary.

“You-!” Riku started but Sora finally managed to force the older boy to face him, mostly by using his bodily strength to force Riku to look at him.

“Riku!” He snapped. “What’s going on? Talk to me.” Kairi looked between the two of them, confusion racing through her. Why had Riku reacted like that to a memory between her and Sora? Had he been there and remembered it? But then why would he have reacted that way? Why would he care?

“That memory,” Riku bit out, wanting to reach out and make sure the necklace was still around Sora’s neck, that he hadn’t lost it. It was stupid, he knew that, he could see it, but at the same time…

“You recognize it?” Sora asked, hope building a little in his chest. So, all three of them were in it then? Maybe he could explain it to Sora, help him remember it.

“’Recognize’? Sora, I recognize it because I was in it,” Riku told him, twisting their hands so they were tightly entwined instead of just Sora holding to them. Sora looked at him in shock. Did Riku mean that he had witnessed it? Or had he meant-? “It wasn’t a memory between you and Kairi, it was between you and me!”

For a second, Sora couldn’t breathe at all.

“What?!” Kairi interjected, eyes wide, and Naminé clapped a hand to her mouth, stifling the sobs that wanted to come out of it. She couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t breathe, she had done this, she hadn’t wanted to, she hadn’t wanted it to come out like this.

Xion tightened her hand on her shoulder, leaning to try and say something to Naminé, probably a reassurance, but she couldn’t take it, she couldn’t listen to it, not when she had seen the hurt and betrayal and pain in Riku’s eyes. She knew, she could easily tell that he had been worried he was being replaced by Kairi in the beginning of the first adventure. And while he had mostly accepted that Kairi just meant more to Sora than he did, in his eyes, the fact that Naminé had erased that memory together, had twisted it, probably one of the only things he thought he had left with Sora, she knew it would hurt him.

She threw herself off the couch, stumbling back from Xion, Roxas, and Axel, who looked at her in concern. She tripped over her own feet, shaky in their panic, and hit a body before she hit the ground. She and Vanitas ended up on the floor in front of Vanitas’s chair, the other boy having stood to reach her when she did. She instantly curled up, shoving her face into his shoulder, choking on panic and sobs, and she felt his arms wrap around her, holding her tightly.

Vanitas felt frozen, felt out of place, like he had whenever Naminé needed comfort, but he found himself up and out of his chair even as that feeling went through him because he couldn’t just abandon Naminé like that. Even now, sprawled across the floor, stopped from completely hitting the floor due to smacking up against one of the chair legs, he couldn’t do anything but wrap his arms around her, shielding her from the world. He didn’t know what he was doing but he knew that when he had been alone, all he wanted was for someone to shield him and hold him tightly, like the very distant memories in his head spoke of, so that was all he could do. Hopefully it would help Naminé in the way it would have helped him.

Sora hadn’t even paid attention to whatever was happening with Naminé because he felt frozen by Riku’s words. The memory… had been between him and Riku? But that didn’t…

“What?” He breathed out, blinking rapidly, and Riku swallowed, looking just as frazzled as he himself probably looked.

“It was the meteor shower that occurred the night before Kairi appeared on the Islands,” Riku told him, and Sora was hanging onto every word. Because he couldn’t remember this, he didn’t remember this, Kairi had always just been there even though he knew she hadn’t, and he didn’t remember this but Riku did and what kind of a friend did that make him?

“You wouldn’t be scared of meteor showers,” was what came out of his, frankly, panicking brain, and Riku wheezed out something that could be a laugh but probably wasn’t.

“I wasn’t,” Riku explained, his hands tightening on Sora’s. “You were.” Sora’s felt his eyes go even wider at that and he couldn’t look away from Riku, not for one second. “You were scared, and I swore that I would protect you from the falling stars. On my toy sword.”

“And… the charm?” Sora whispered out and Riku’s eyes fell to Sora’s neck. He would reach up, but his hands were still tight in Riku’s, and he didn’t want to let go because he felt like he was going to ruin something if he let go now. “The necklace?” He asked breathlessly and Riku nodded. Sora sucked in a deep breath, doing his damned best not to start hyperventilating.

Because he knew the necklace, he knew it was a gift from Riku, his bond to the older boy, just like the charm with Kairi, but he hadn’t remembered when he had gotten, he had always had it, but now he knew and he knew and he knew and-

“Does that mean I’m trying to find you?” He wondered and Riku finally seemed to calm down, at least a little, from whatever had seized him when he explained the memory to Sora, and he sat back, taking deep breaths, and released Sora’s hands. The younger boy let him, still reeling from everything he was just told. The memory was between him and Riku, the charm was the necklace hanging around his neck, he had been trying to find Riku this whole time, the True Memory Naminé had changed had been between him and Riku and-

Kairi felt the first tear slide down her cheek before her emotions finally clicked into place. After all this time, it was Riku he was searching for, she thought blankly, feeling disconnected, feeling blank, feeling hurt even though she clearly had no right to be. The feelings he’s been following, the promise, it’s all been Riku. She swallowed shakily, staring at the two of them. She felt like she was going to- It’s always been Riku.

Another tear slid down her cheek. Naminé had pulled her from Sora’s memories, had changed her charm into something else, but it had always been Riku. And how foolish was she, to believe it would be something else?

A gloved hand landed on her shoulder, and she turned to see Mickey, the king having gotten up from his chair and headed over to her, sitting on the back of the couch. He gazed at her, not in concern, but in understanding, and she couldn’t help but remember their conversation they’d had, when they first came here. About her and Sora.

“I’m an idiot, aren’t I?” She whispered out, the words getting lost in the noise that was whipping around the room, Sora still mystified and excited by Riku’s story and Axel trying to counsel Xion and Roxas and Terra moving so he was closer-ish to Naminé and Vanitas, trusting the dark boy, as weird as that sounded to him, to take care of her, as he had done it twice already.

“No, you’re not,” Mickey told her gently, but he still had that pity and blasted understanding in his eyes, and she couldn’t take it, couldn’t take the way it seemed like she was the end of a joke, the punchline, the delusional girl in love with someone who consistently chose someone over her and never in a malicious way, which almost made it worse. “You’re just a teenager.”

She reached up, pressing a hand to her eyes. Because Sora’s memories had been shaping the worlds he went to and Aladdin had been trying to reach Jasmine like Sora was trying to reach Riku and Belle had rejected the Beast despite him coming to rescue her just like the Replica rejected Sora and Ariel had been searching for a way to get Flounder back just like Sora was trying to get Riku back and even in all his subconscious memories, almost none of them pointed to her. And she had thought that promise was pointing to her when she didn’t even remember it. “I’m such an idiot,” she choked out, feeling another tear trail down her face. Mickey reached out, carefully wrapping her in a hug and she let herself indulge in it for just a second, but then the noise in the room started to die and she pushed herself out of it, carefully wiping all trace of her tears away in a second. She was an idiot, but the last thing she was going to do was show everyone it. Not when it was so obvious that it had always been Riku, and she refused to be the ditzy girl who had been the last to realize.

She heard Mickey make a noise from behind her when she spun around, carefully painting a gentle smile back on her face, but she ignored him. Not now, she told herself, carefully swallowing the rest of her tears. You can fall apart later, alone, where no one can see you. Not now.

Terra kneeled down on the ground, watching the pair of teenagers carefully. Naminé had her face hidden in Vanitas’s shoulder, all but curled up in his lap, and his arms were carefully wrapped around her, holding her more gently than Terra had ever seen the darkness user. He looked worried and nervous and concerned, but he also looked caring and it nearly punched the air out of Terra when he saw that. Somehow, through some miracle, Vanitas had ended up attached to this girl. The darkness user, who had made his and Ven’s and Aqua’s lives hell at Master Xehanort’s side had ended up here and had ended up caring for this girl in white.

He wondered if Vanitas had always been this caring and if he had, how had he turned into the person who had helped nearly kill all of them. Well, he is half of Ven, he reasoned to himself, watching the two of them. Vanitas was murmuring something softly to Naminé and even though his eyes were yellow, there was nothing malicious in them. If… Even if he’s darkness, does that really mean he has to be evil? Every part of him rebelled against that sentence, but Terra set his jaw and shoved all those thoughts away. What he was seeing, right now, was a living, breathing example that the sentence was right. And he-

He couldn’t really focus on it right now, he would need more time, but he could do other things.

“Are the two of you going to be okay?” He asked and Vanitas looked up at him. And he could see the shock that reflected in the boy’s eyes, Ven’s eyes, Sora’s eyes, and it almost made him wilt again.

“I don’t…” Vanitas started, looking behind him for a second and Terra knew he was looking at Aqua, but he didn’t turn to look as well. He just kept his focus on Vanitas. “I don’t think we’re moving for a while,” the sixteen-year-old eventually admitted and Terra nodded.

“Can you see?” He asked and at Vanitas’s hesitant nod, he nodded back again. “Okay, take care of her then. You seem to be the best at that.” He then stood up, brushing a little dust from his pants before turning and heading back to the couch. He prepared to have to defend his choice to Aqua, but the other woman was quiet, watching Vanitas in… something that Terra couldn’t really decipher. “I think it’s best to leave them there,” he told her, trying to push determination and strength into his words so she wouldn’t argue, because he didn’t think any good would come of it, but to his surprise Aqua simply nodded in quiet understanding and acceptance, looking away from Vanitas a second later. Terra exchanged a surprised look with Ven, but simply took another seat.

“So, to get this straight,” Roxas said slowly after a second, having been treated to the quick explanation by Axel along with Xion. He still was concerned, for Naminé, and confused, in general, but he didn’t dare say more. He knew well enough that this wasn’t his business to get into. “Naminé used a combination of Sora’s memories of Kairi and Riku, such as changing Kairi’s charm, but the memory it was attached to was actually of Riku.”

“It sure seems that way,” Kairi said with a small, fake, grin. “Though this is all sorts of screwy.” Axel looked over at her, able to clock the empty tone in a second. He almost wanted to say something, because by the stars, it was obvious that Kairi was seconds from shattering to pieces, but he didn’t want to bring it to the attention of everyone. Especially because it was obvious that Kairi didn’t want that.

Mickey, who had returned to his seat, gave the girl a concerned look. He would have to talk to her the next time they got a break.

“I don’t even remember that,” Sora said, reaching up and grasping onto his necklace with a smile, looking down at it. “Maybe I can fix that. After all this.” He looked over at Naminé in concern, worried for the other girl, and he could see the regret in Riku’s eyes when he looked over at her as well. Riku hadn’t meant to snap at her but learning that it had been that memory, it just… It hurt.

“Can we… continue?” Ven asked, looking around the room, and Axel made a face.

“I don’t think we have a choice,” he muttered, and Vanitas found himself agreeing with the older man. They couldn’t stop the room, only take breaks when given. Until then, they just had to hold on.

Sora mentions that he was swinging a toy sword around the whole time.

“I suppose you were doing that, weren’t you?” Sora teased Riku, nudging him in the side. Riku shook his head with a soft smile.

“Yeah, I was,” he replied.

Kairi twisted her fingers together so tightly the knuckles on her hand turned white. She was such an idiot.

Sora says that Naminé smiled and said thanks and then gave him the charm.

“So, the memory has been messed with a lot, hasn’t it?” Xion asked. “How accurate is it?”

“Sora was scared that night, I promised to protect him,” Riku admitted after a second. He didn’t really want to share the most personal memory he had with Sora to everyone, but it was kind of mean to just let them be confused. “I gave him the charm afterwards, as a promise of friendship.” Even if it has shifted to more over the years, he thought. Even if I don’t deserve to love you.

Sora explains that Naminé said she’d had it ever since she was a baby.

“You have?” Terra asked, looking to the boy. He hadn’t seen the boy wearing it when he had Bequeathed to him, but he could have been wearing it under his shirt. Or just not wearing it at all.

“Yeah,” Riku replied. It had been a family heirloom, but he wasn’t going to say that out loud, or Sora would probably try to give it back. It didn’t really matter anyway, his parents sure hadn’t noticed he no longer had it, they had given a gift like that to every single one of their children when they were born, and it looked better on Sora after all anyways.

Donald says that it’s cute that she gave it to Sora.

Riku felt the blush creep up his cheeks slightly.

“A little ‘sappy’ wouldn’t you say, Riku?” Sora asked him, looking up at him, referencing their conversation from the World That Never Was and Riku wrinkled his nose at him.

“Never,” he promised, tamping down the blush again, and Sora laughed.

Sora says he promised her that from now on, he would bring her good luck and keep her safe.

“Did I?” Sora questioned, as that part of the story seemed more connected to the ‘good luck’ charm part of it, and Riku shook his head. That was new. Probably another combination of a different memory. Sora had promised to be his friend and to always be there for him, however.

Sora says that then Naminé left the Islands and he forgot all about her. Sora says that he really let her down.

I did, didn’t I? Sora thought, frowning slightly. I forgot that memory with Riku, I still don’t really remember it, even though it clearly means to much to him. He pressed his lips together. I’ll just have to do better.

On the floor, Naminé shifted slightly, and Vanitas looked down at her from where he had been watching the screen. “You okay?” He asked softly and Naminé nodded slowly, pulling back from his shoulder slightly and rubbing at her eye. There were tear tracks down her face.

“Do we…?” She wondered, looking around, and Vanitas shook his head.

“We can stay here,” he told her and saw her face drop in relief slightly. She leaned back on him, not moving from his lap, and he found he didn’t really mind, simply wrapping his arms around her tighter.

Sora and the others walk through the town, eventually ending up near an old, abandoned mansion.

Roxas swallowed roughly as he watched Sora walk through the town. He missed it, so badly.

Sora blinked when he recognized the place. It was where the base of DiZ and Naminé had been. Was there any significance to it, or had they just chosen the place because it was an easy spot and no one went there?

Sora looks around and Goofy asks him if everything’s okay. Sora says that he’s sure that he doesn’t know this place, but it’s starting to feel familiar.

Sora looked over at Roxas. “Can we… share feelings like that?”

“I don’t think so,” Roxas admitted. “At least, not yet.”

Donald says he must have come here some time before, but Sora says he hasn’t and that’s the strange thing. Goofy says it could be the same thing as with Naminé and that he’s forgotten a lot of other things, so maybe he remembers this place now like that.

I wonder if it’s my fault, Xion wondered, tapping her fingers to her chin. I was meant to connect them in a way. I siphoned memories, abilities. I wonder if that’s why Sora thinks it feels familiar.

Sora says that it’s different and with Naminé the memories came drifting back one at a time but with this it’s not memories it just the feeling that he’s been there before.

“How often did you come here?” Sora asked, twisting to look at Roxas.

“Every day,” Roxas responded.

“Every day?” Sora repeated. “Why?”

“It was a tradition,” Roxas answered, shrugging one of his shoulders. “The clock tower. And ice cream.”

“Ice cream?” Sora muttered. “Oh, like the sea salt?” He remembered the ice cream bar that had been in the box, along with the photo.

“Yeah, it’s my favorite flavor,” Roxas told him.

Sora grinned at him. “Have you ever had any others?” He asked and Roxas shook his head. “Well, I’ll have to fix that once you have your own body.” Again, Roxas was taken aback by how casually Sora said that. Like it was a given that Roxas would get his own body back. Like it was nothing to think too hard about.

But it wasn't like the boy hadn't fought back against the basic laws of physics in the past already.

Vexen asks if he’s feeling nostalgic and teleports back in.

“Oh great, the scientist is back,” Kairi groused with a small smile, trying to keep the mood up, trying to keep her own mood up.

Axel pressed his lips together in a neutral expression.

Vexen says he has a question for Sora and asks him if his feelings for Naminé or his feelings for this place were more real.

“Why would he ask that?” Sora wondered and Aqua hummed.

“Well, technically your feelings of Twilight Town are real, if you’re somehow getting them from Roxas, while your feelings for Naminé have been tampered with,” she explained. “Vexen, I think, is trying to make you aware of that.”

“But why?” Sora wondered. “Why is he trying to stop Marluxia’s plan? Wouldn’t that just put him more on Marluxia’s list?”

“He just doesn’t like the man,” Axel said in a careful tone and both Xion and Roxas turned to look at him at that. He sounded… nervous.

Sora says Naminé of course.

“For you, of course,” Sora told Riku, and the older boy had to hide his blush again.

Kairi’s nails bit into her palms.

Sora says whatever he’s feeling, it’s probably just another one of his mean tricks.

“Ouch,” Roxas deadpanned. Sora stuck out his tongue at him, something Roxas returned. Riku shook his head slowly at their antics, a smile twitching on his lips.

Vexen states that the memory’s wiles can be so cruel. “In its silence, we forget. In its obsession, it binds our hearts.”

Several people winced at that, all of them relating in some way. Memories, or lack of them, could hurt more than any stab wound.

Sora tells him to cut the riddles and Vexen states that he told him that this place was created from the other side of Sora’s memory. Vexen says that the other side of Sora’s heart is where the memory of this place exists.

“In my memory,” Roxas murmured. “Mine and Xion’s.”

Sora tipped his head to the side slightly. How was Xion related to him?

Vexen states that his heart remembers but Sora says that he’s wrong and he doesn’t remember this place.

Sora perked up at that. “Even now, I don’t remember it,” he told Roxas with a smile and at his Nobody’s confused look, he elaborated. “You’re a part of me now, right? Theoretically, at least. But I don’t have any of your memories. None of them. They’re still yours. Thus, you are still you.”

“Really?” Roxas asked, blinking at him, and Sora nodded with a grin. His Nobody hesitantly smiled back at him.

Vexen tells Sora if he remains bound by the chain of memories and refuses to believe what is truly found inside his heart, then he should throw it away. He tells Sora he’s not a Keyblade Master, just a slave to twisted memories.

Both Aqua and Terra made faces at the misuse of terminology. “The one problem with our culture being so obscure,” Aqua muttered quietly, shaking her head. She knew she couldn’t really blame any of them, they didn’t know that there were proper ranks, but it grated on her, just a little.

“A slave to twisted memories?” Sora wondered and Naminé looked up again, ignoring Vanitas’s small noise of concern.

“Marluxia wanted to control you through me,” she admitted in a dull tone. “Through your twisted memories of me.”

Sora’s eyes widened. He didn’t really understand it, but it was clear that what Naminé had just said wasn’t good. “Oh,” he said.

Vexen says he’s exactly like his Riku, summoning his shield, and says that his existence is worth nothing. Sora repeats what Vexen said about Riku and says that’s enough, and that Vexen is the one that changed Riku.

Naminé pressed her face back into Vanitas’s shoulder, blowing out a slow breath. I’m sorry, Riku, she thought, reaching out with one of her hands to hold Vanitas’s, letting the other boy shift his position enough that he could hold onto her hand and also still be wrapped around her. I’m so sorry.

Sora says that every word Vexen has said is a lie and says that he’ll never throw away his heart. He summons his Keyblade and says that he’s going to take down Vexen and save both Naminé and Riku.

All I’ve wanted is to save my friends, Sora thought, leaning back on Riku’s side. Sure, I want to help the worlds and I’ll do my part to stop whatever comes next, but I wanted my friends back more than anything. I just want them both back.

Sora says that’s what’s in his heart and battles Vexen, along with Goofy and Donald.

Axel counted down in his head, looking over at Roxas and Xion for a second. He knew what was coming and while he still to this day didn’t regret it, he worried about what his friends were going to think.

They beat Vexen and Vexen collapses to the ground, saying that Sora still has such strength, even at the mercy of his memories.

Sora puffed up a little at that, giving Riku another smile. He and Riku really needed to have a friendly spar as soon as possible, he needed to see how they were against each other now. He wondered if he could beat Riku this time.

Sora says none of that matters and just put Riku back.

“Sora,” Riku murmured, and Sora gave him a look.

“What?” He asked. “You’re my best friend. I’m not going to let you stay like that. Not ever.”

Kairi looked off to the side, taking a deep breath.

Vexen says the Riku he speaks of has one fate, to sink into the darkness.

Naminé bit her lip. She didn’t want that to be the fate of him, she wanted him back, she wanted him to be safe, she wanted all three of them to be safe.

Riku winced at that, remembering the final fight with the Replica. How the Replica had literally sunk into the darkness.

Vexen tells Sora that he will share that fate if he continues to seek Naminé and will end up being Marluxia’s pawn.

Sora looked over at Naminé, remembering her words. How would Marluxia control him through Naminé? Would he have had her act like a proxy in a way, giving him orders for him? But would he have blindly listened to her? He certainly seemed very invested in finding her, but he wouldn’t do anything bad when trying to find her. He was still a Keyblade Wielder and still someone who worked to save everyone. That couldn’t change so abruptly, right?

Sora starts to ask what Naminé has to do with Marluxia but is cut off when one of Axel’s chakrams flies past him and into Vexen, knocking him to the ground.

All of the noise in the room vanished. Axel slid his eyes closed, taking a deep breath.

Sora turns around, seeing Axel, and Axel asks him if he caught him at a bad time. Vexen gets up slowly, asking why, and Axel says that he came to stop him from talking so much by eliminating his existence.

“Axel,” Xion said. Axel flinched.

“Assassin,” he reminded, trying not to look down at her, and his hand curled into a fist, nails pressing indents into his palm through the glove.

Aqua looked between the screen and Axel. Was he really going to…?

Vexen tells him not to but Axel counters that they are just Nobodies who have no reason to exist, yet they do. Axel says but now Vexen can be nothing instead of a Nobody and tells him that he’s off the hook while smiling.

Roxas couldn’t help but recoil slightly from the version of Axel onscreen. He knew Axel wasn’t perfect, none of them were, but right now, he couldn’t help but be reminded of the first time Xion ran off, when Axel tracked her down and fought her right in front of Roxas. When he didn’t seem to care that it was Xion he was attacking and instead just another job for him to do.

How many people had Axel killed? How much blood was on Axel’s hands?

Vexen begs him not to, but Axel simply tells him goodbye and snaps his fingers, causing flames to erupt on Vexen’s body and burn him to a crisp.

It was dead silent in the watching room. Even Vanitas’s eyes were wide, watching the screen, and he was glad that Naminé hadn’t been watching. Though he knew from her flinch that she had heard it just fine.

“Axel,” Xion whispered, sounding strangled, and Axel looked away, biting his lip.

“I don’t…” he started, but his voice died off. “I don’t… regret it.”

“What?” Roxas snapped and Axel looked back at him. “What do you mean? You just killed him.” It was one thing to know that Axel killed Vexen, they had been warned, they knew this was going to happen, and yet, seeing it happen... there was something bubbling up in Roxas's chest and he didn't understand because he knew Axel, they both knew Axel, they knew this was going to happen, so why was there part of him that bristled and spat and only got even more riled when Axel said he didn't regret it?

“I did,” Axel replied, his voice wavering slightly, and he paused, trying to get himself back under control. “I did and while I could say I had to, which I did, I also wanted to. I don’t like Vexen, I never will, I despise him, but I had also gotten orders.”

“Orders-?” Roxas sputtered, why was he reacting like this why was he reacting like this, but Axel cut him off with a shake of his head.

“Tell me Roxas, what did they do to Xion when she stopped being useful to them?” He snapped back and Xion flinched slightly. Axel instantly regretted the words but couldn’t take them back. Something was burning in his chest again, some twisted need to prove himself that had always been associated with Saix and in that moment he remembered that the last time he had emotions he was fifteen and he certainly hadn't been dealing with anything healthily. “I had orders, both from Marluxia, who technically outranked me at the time, and I had orders from Saix, which I really couldn’t ignore.” He would have said, maybe a year or two ago, that Saix would have taken it in stride. He would have rolled his eyes and grumbled about how difficult Axel was, but he would have been fine with it. Now, with a scar over his heart from Saix’s claymore and their numerous arguments under his belt, he knew Saix wouldn’t have let it go. Saix would have either made him pay for it or he would have made Roxas or Xion pay for his mistakes, and he wasn’t about to let that happen. He never could.

“I don’t-” Roxas cut himself off, looking away, and he blew out a sharp breath.

“I… I get it, Axel,” Xion said softly, and Axel turned to look at her. “I understand.” And maybe she did, maybe she understood that feeling of ‘if I mess up once, my life is over’, or maybe she was just trying to comfort him. Either way, he would take it.

“I know kid,” he breathed out, suddenly feeling really tired, though not in the physical way. “I know.” A year’s worth of mistakes sat between the three of them.

“I need a minute,” Roxas told him, and Axel nodded. Xion found herself agreeing with him. They had known this was coming and had promised that it would changed nothing but... she just needed a moment. Why was her chest burning?

Most of the others were just reeling from that, but they all also realized that this was not their place to say anything. All of them only knew that the Organization was bad. They didn’t know what Roxas’s, Xion’s, and Axel’s lives had been like when trapped within it, especially Axel being stuck there for eleven years. Maybe they could talk about it once they knew more.

Sora is shocked and spins around to face Axel, asking him what are they. Axel hesitates before admitting that he doesn’t know and thinks about that himself.

Because we’re Nobodies that were never supposed to exist, Naminé thought. Without hearts, yet we have emotions. She recognized that she had been crying and it just made everything from the year past, everything she had mentioned to Axel, just come flooding back to her. How could they pretend that they didn’t have emotions? When Axel was worried about Roxas’s and Xion’s reactions and she cried when she thought about what she did and Xion was scared but determined to help and Roxas was angry and grieving when he lost Xion. How could they pretend otherwise?

Axel teleports away and leaves Sora standing there, where a door materializes behind him for him to leave the floor.

Sora looked at the screen blankly. He felt… he remembered how he had felt, just twenty minutes earlier. Thinking he could get through three more floors. Now…

He reached back blindly until he got a grasp of Riku’s hand. He was pretty sure he wasn’t the only feeling emotionally rung out.

Kairi looked at the screen, carefully pushing back the lump in her throat.

Aqua’s hand tightened on Terra’s and they both scooted a little closer to Ven.

Xion reached out and placed a hand on Axel’s arm, leaning on his side. The action was repeated by Roxas and Axel curled his arms around both of them, pulling them close.

Vanitas held Naminé gently, feeling her hand tighten on his.

Mickey sighed slowly. The next couple of floors were going to take a lot out of them, he could already tell.

Notes:

Well, well, well, everyone thank my motivation. It nearly didn't show up but it did, and I wrote this entire thing in one sitting. I don't want to do that again. But this means that I wrote three chapters this week! 28,500 words! I'm dead! On that note, this is officially the longest thing I've ever written. And I'm not even a quarter through it. Holy shit, this is going to be a long story.

Okay, I hope you enjoyed this emotional minefield of a chapter. No notes today because it's currently midnight and my brain is doing its best impression of a sponge, so I need to sleep. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I hope you have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 32: A Memory of Destiny Islands

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Axel returns to the room Larxene and Marluxia are in. Larxene compliments Axel and says that it’s good riddance to that blabbermouth.

Naminé shuddered slightly as she heard Larxene again. Maybe it was just because she knew what happened after this, with Riku and Larxene, or maybe it was because she was still shaken from her panic, but it hurt to hear Larxene’s voice again.

Vanitas’s arms tightened around her slightly and he looked down at her. “Are you okay?” He murmured to her, well aware that emotional states shift quickly, and she took a deep breath before nodding. She could get through this; it wasn’t going to be much longer before Larxene was dead.

Axel asks Marluxia if he used Vexen to test Sora strength and Larxene says it wasn’t just Vexen being tested but Axel as well.

Axel rolled his eyes. ‘Test’ yeah right, Axel thought. You just wanted to see Vexen die in the most painful way possible. And if I died as well, either from Vexen or Sora, you wouldn’t be too broken up about it.

Larxene says they weren’t sure if he had it in his bones to take out another member.

“This might be a slightly dark question,” Ven started, rubbing the back of his head slightly. “But how did you become to be known as ‘Assassin’ if they’ve never seen you kill anyone before?”

Axel shifted slightly, biting the inside of his cheek. He was aware of the looks both Xion and Roxas had given the other boy but well… it couldn’t really hurt.

“First, Larxene was the newest member for a while before Roxas and Xion,” he replied. “She had only been in the Organization for about three years by this point, so she hadn’t seen as much. Plus, I was more an assassin for… other reasons. I was sometimes sent to… induce someone into becoming a Heartless, so hopefully a strong Nobody would come out of it, so we could add to our ranks.” He grimaced a little, carefully avoiding the eyes that were watching him. “Or sometimes take down strong Nobodies who hadn’t joined our cause.”

“So, you hadn’t ever killed someone who was ‘on your side’,” Riku hummed, and Axel nodded.

Larxene says she guesses because he did, it’s time for him to join up.

“And thus, you’ve completed your goal,” Roxas muttered hands pressed together in his lap, and Axel flinched slightly. Xion leveled a look at Roxas over Axel’s lap, but the other Nobody refused to look at her.

Larxene says taking over the Organization will be child’s play with the three of them.

“How true is that?” Kairi asked, trying to keep her mind focused on other things rather than what her mind wanted to keep repeating over and over in her head. Sora and Riku, and you’re a fool-

“Well… actually pretty true,” Axel replied after a second, tipping his head to the side slightly. “For all that I hate them, Marluxia and Larxene are actually really good fighters, especially Marluxia, and if they succeeded on controlling Sora, they would have that much more power.” Sora shivered slightly at that, leaning on Riku’s side slightly. He remembered Ansem controlling Riku, remembered the impersonal way he had gone about things. He wanted to save Naminé, yes, but… becoming a puppet wasn’t something he knew he would be able to do, even to save his friends, even though he really should be able to sacrifice everything for them. Definitely not now, when he had all his memories and feelings straight.

“And they would have had you,” Xion mentioned, and Axel turned to look at her. “We’re going under the assumption that you’re a part of the plan too, thus, you have to be counted.”

“Heh, well, I don’t know how good I would be,” Axel laughed slightly, trying not to let memories of white walls and a claymore going through his chest wielded by a former friend settle into his mind. “I’m much better at ambushes.”

“Still,” Xion said stubbornly, and Axel shook his head.

“In any way, it doesn't really matter,” Axel responded. “Even if I was in on their plan, I don’t think they would have won easily. Xemnas, Saix, and Xaldin would have been major challenges and then I wouldn’t have let them hurt either of you, so our alliance might have fallen apart then.”

“Even though you didn’t really know me at that point?” Xion questioned and Axel shrugged.

“Well yeah, you were important to Roxas at that point so you would have been important to me,” Axel replied, seeing a smile twitch on Roxas’s and Xion’s faces as he paraphrased the familiar line.

“Well, if they really had that much of a chance, I suppose it’s a good thing you helped stop them,” Roxas muttered, looking off to the side. Axel blinked at him in surprise.

Axel says so that’s where Sora comes in and Larxene agrees, saying that Sora wants to see Naminé so why not just give him what he wants.

“That would be fantastic actually,” Roxas snarked, rolling his eyes. “Let her go and then go take a walk of a bridge.” Axel cuffed him on the back of the head lightly with a smothered grin. “What? We’re all thinking it!”

Naminé snorted softly, though it sounded quite watery. Vanitas looked down at her but when she didn’t start crying again, he simply hummed quietly to her and looked back up at the screen.

Marluxia tells Naminé to rejoice and that the time is nearing for her to meet the hero she’s been waiting for. Naminé haltingly says she’s glad.

“I was,” Naminé murmured, mostly to Vanitas because her voice was so small, but Sora and the others could hear it. “I just wanted someone to save me.”

“Well, I’m glad I could do that,” Sora told her gently with a smile and Naminé looked up at him, trying to return it.

Sora gave her a gentle look until she dropped her gaze again, and he bit his lip slightly. Again, he wasn’t upset he had saved her, never ever, he just… He wished it hadn’t come at the cost of his memories of Kairi or his feelings for Riku. It made sense, that he was so focused on finding Naminé if the feelings he’d had for Riku were driving him. Riku was his best friend and he needed him, so of course he would be so intent on Naminé if she had made him feel the same for her.

Larxene walks over to her, kneeling down in front of her, and says she’s warning her not to do anything to betray Sora’s feelings. She lifts Naminé’s chin and asks if she understands, which Naminé says she does.

Vanitas leveled a glare at the screen as Naminé spoke, something copied by many people in the room. It was clear that Naminé was terrified and so, so lonely and lost, and he hated that it had happened to her. She hadn’t done anything to deserve it, nothing at all, and it wasn’t even an inherent thing, like it was with him being from the darkness. She was light, born from a heart devoid of darkness, so there shouldn’t be any reason for the darkness to try and claim her, like Larxene and Marluxia were doing.

Kairi made a face at the screen as well, anger coursing through her. She wished this had never happened to Naminé, she hadn’t deserved it. And now Naminé was gone, in her heart, never getting a chance to experience life herself, a true life where she wasn’t scared for herself. Though Sora seemed pretty sure that we could get bodies back for them, Roxas and Naminé, she reasoned to herself. When that happens, I’ll just have to show Naminé everything she missed. Everything good. She looked over for a second at the two teenagers on the floor. Though, it might not just be Naminé I’ll show around. She found it highly suspect that Vanitas would leave Naminé alone. They’d just have to drag him back from wherever he had ended up after whatever had happened eleven years ago.

Marluxia tells her that all she needs to do is layer Sora’s memories and bring his heart closer to her.

Sora grimaced again at that and reached out for Riku’s hand, holding it close. It’s okay, she fixes it. She fixes it.

Marluxia and Larxene leave, with just Axel remaining, who hears Naminé wonder what will happen if Sora does come for her.

I’ll save her, Sora thought with a burst of energy in his chest. I’ll save her like I’ve saved Kairi and Riku. And how I will save everyone else.

Naminé looked at her drawing on screen, the picture of Sora. She was happy, if just a little, that she had gotten better after a year of practice. She was tempted to try and get her sketchbook back now, to continue drawing, but she didn’t really want to leave Vanitas’s embrace, if only for a second or two. And she had a feeling she wouldn’t really need it, not when he was there. I wish you were here too, she thought to the silver-haired boy in her memories.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk into the next hall with Sora realizing that they’re all out of cards.

Aqua frowned at that, the now familiar worry building in her. It made no sense why they would be out of cards, not in the way that it had originally been created. What if the Organization had tampered with the castle, more than they thought? What if-? What if-?

She blew out a slow breath and, having removed her hand from Terra’s grip a minute or so earlier, laced her fingers together in her lap. She couldn’t do anything about it right now and worrying about it would only throw her into another panic attack, which she couldn’t deal with especially when there were others around, so she tried to push the thoughts from her mind.

Donald wonders if that means that they’re at a dead end but they’re interrupted by Riku, who tells them if they go any further, they’ll hurt Naminé.

Well, yes, Naminé thought sadly, dropping her gaze to the floor for a second. Just, not in the way you think.

Sora sucked in a breath when the Replica came back. Over and over, he was trying to find Riku and over and over again, it never worked. It had only worked just now, before this, and he was never going to let Riku go again. He had been fine, in the Realm of Darkness, because he had been with Riku, finally. And he wasn’t going to lose that, never ever.

Riku tipped his head to the side slightly as the Replica appeared. He wondered… the memory that was fueling Sora was the memory between him and Riku. Was it possible that… the same memory was pushing the Replica? Because if Naminé had taken that memory and put herself in Sora’s place, kind of like what she did with Sora, though more straightforward, he could understand why his Replica was so devoted to Naminé. He was the same way, he was just… better at hiding it. Because he had realized that he had no right to love Sora like that, not after everything he did. He felt the anger that had sprung up when he realized what Naminé had done stir slightly in his chest and he sighed slowly. He needed to apologize for snapping like that, he just… it had taken him off guard. It had to be Kairi, didn’t it? It was always Kairi.

Sora asks if he still wants to fight and says that Vexen’s gone and that he’s free.

“I don’t think it really works like that,” Ven murmured, shooting a glance at Naminé and Vanitas. He would admit, he hadn’t been as surprised as some of the others had been, Terra and Aqua specifically, when Vanitas had ended up staying on the floor with Naminé. It was clear that his darker half had gotten attached to the girl, probably in a way that had surprised even the darkness user himself, and Ven… Everything he saw just made him more confused and worried for what had happened during the four years he had been in the Land of Departure. Because Vanitas seemed sincere, he wouldn’t have been able to fake that amount of care if he had really, really tried, so where was this soft caring person eleven years ago? What had… what had Master Xehanort done to make Vanitas help him? And maybe he was just reading too much into it, and it could simply be that Vanitas hated him and Terra and Aqua and didn’t hate Naminé but it… felt different than that.

He frowned slightly but turned away from them. If he just stared at them, it would be creepy.

Riku says it doesn’t matter what happens to Vexen and that he’s protecting Naminé from Sora. Riku tells Sora that he made a promise to Naminé, a promise to keep her safe.

Yep, Riku thought, his musings having been confirmed. Naminé implanted the same memory in both of them. Well, it worked. Clearly.

“Huh?” Roxas wondered to himself, trying to figure out what Riku meant, but Terra got it.

“You implanted the same memory in both of them, didn’t you?” He asked Naminé gently, getting a soft nod back from her. “Because it existed in both of their hearts- you mentioned you couldn’t make up new memories- you were able to change it to have you in both versions.”

“Oh,” Sora muttered. So instead of his, where he had been put in the place of Riku, and that gave him a whole slew of feelings of ‘he had always tried so hard to be like Riku because that’s what everyone expected and that’s what he wanted in a way’- and he wasn’t getting into that right now, it was more normal. Naminé was just in his place.

He frowned. Is this what Riku and Kairi feel like? He wondered as the little bubble of something like annoyance built in him. The idea that he could just be taken from someone’s memory and someone else put in his place… it hurt. And he was almost angry about it, but he can’t be angry about it, it wasn’t Naminé’s fault, she didn’t want to do it, she fixed it, she fixed it, it’s fine- This ship runs on happy faces.

“Guess that just proves how good of friends you are,” Xion told the two boys across from her with a smile and got two nods back, one more hesitant than the other.

“Yep,” Sora chirped with a smile.

Axel, meanwhile, was rubbing his temple, giving both Sora and Riku a dull look. Giving a look to the two boys who had been holding hands an awful lot and now had confirmation that the versions of themselves onscreen were mad at each other because they each had a memory of a special someone. Who were each other in truth. Obliviousness thicker than the walls of the Castle.

Sora is confused and Riku says that there was a meteor shower one night when they were little and that Naminé got scared, with Riku promising that if a shooting star came their way, he would protect them.

Terra couldn’t help but smile a little at that. While he had heard the memory being described before, it sounded… right, coming from Riku. It reminded him of the little boy he had met that day on the sand, wanting to find the strength to protect his friends. It made sense that the little boy would make that promise to one of them, to protect them.

Mickey smiled as he heard the Replica recount the memory. He wondered when exactly Riku had realized he was in love with Sora. Because it was clear from the memories that the two of them had been close forever, but he wondered when it truly clicked for the silver-haired boy.

Sora realized he made a promise with a toy sword and Riku asks how he knows that.

“Oh,” Ven realized, looking between the two boys on the screen. This… wasn’t going to go well, was it?

Sora says because he was the one there that night and that he promised to protect Naminé.

If only, Kairi thought, dropping her head and feeling the familiar burn of tears in the back of her eyes that she carefully squashed. If only.

Axel looked over at her in concern.

Riku tells him not to lie and that Sora wasn’t the one there that night.

Well technically, they were both there that night, Roxas snarked in his mind, but he had a feeling that if he said it aloud, he was going to get some glares.

Sora bit his lip as he watched his past self. He worried… was this going to make him and Riku fight again? It made sense, if they both thought that the other was lying, especially if Naminé had messed with their feelings like she had but… he didn’t want to fight Riku. He had done that enough and now he just wanted to be near the older boy again. He wanted to spar with him, yes, but he didn’t want to be on opposite sides. He just wanted to explore the worlds and defeat the dark together. He just wanted...

Sora tells Riku he was the one not there and that was when Naminé gave her good luck charm to Sora.

Sora reached up and touched his necklace. After all this time, he finally knew where it came from. He knew it had come from Riku, he would never forget that part, but he couldn’t remember when he had actually gotten it. Now… He wondered if Naminé could pull memories up that the mind had actually forgotten. He would like to remember that memory between him and Riku.

Sora pulls out the charm and Riku asks him where he got that. Something seems to affect his mind for a second.

Sora’s eyes widened. “Was that your influence?” He asked Naminé, turning to look at the girl, and Naminé nodded, meeting his gaze.

“Yes,” she responded. She fidgeted with her fingers but didn’t say anything else.

Makes sense that Naminé might have had to do a little more then, Axel thought with a tip of his head. Riku, at his deepest level, probably wants to believe Sora, even with all his thoughts and feelings messed up. To keep him angry, against Sora, it would take constant effort. Over and over again, so he doesn’t fall back to the boy who means so much to him.

Riku tells Sora good try and says that the charm has to be a fake because he’s got the real one right there and pulls out another charm.

“Oh no,” Aqua murmured. She could see how this was going to escalate. Don’t think about before, don’t think about your friends. She hoped it wouldn’t get too bad but this whole adventure had just been getting worse with every floor traversed. Maybe it would have been better if she had never turned the Land of Departure into Castle Oblivion but then there would have been nothing to protect Ven. She bit her lip. Why couldn’t the Organization have just left Castle Oblivion alone?

Sora is shocked at there being two.

Axel could relate to the feeling of that kind of shock.

Riku says fakes should be destroyed and attacks Sora.

Sora leaned on Riku’s side, feeling the older boy stiffen as they started fighting again. He didn’t like it either, he was tempted to close his eyes and look away, but he also didn’t blame Riku in the slightest and he wanted the older boy to know that. He didn’t want to have a repeat of what happened when they watched Hollow Bastion.

Riku swallowed when he watched the version of him attacking Sora. Three times it had been now, and it never got easier. Hopefully soon they would stop fighting and work together to stop Marluxia.

They stop fighting and Sora calls out to Riku as he runs off.

Naminé flinched when she watched that. She remembered feeling the turmoil in Riku’s mind during that time, the way his memories were conflicting and breaking and it was all she could do to stop his mind from collapsing all together. I did this to you, I did this, I-

“Naminé?” Vanitas asked quietly and she looked up at him. “Are you still okay?”

She took in a deep breath before nodding. She had to stick around, she had to see this through. She had to see her nightmare end.

Still, she tightened her grip on Vanitas slightly.

Sora sees that Riku lost the good luck charm in the fight and walks over to it, with Goofy asking if that’s Naminé’s good luck charm. Sora says it’s just like his and wonders how Riku got it.

“Did the Organization create it?” Xion asked, looking over at Axel. He had been there, he would probably know, and she didn’t want to bring up any hurtful memories for Naminé more than already being done.

“I believe so, yes,” Axel replied. “But I wasn’t there exactly.”

“It probably wasn’t too hard,” Roxas mentioned, and Axel nodded at that.

I wonder if it’s actually the thing or just has the memories around it twisted, Kairi wondered, twisting her hands together for lack of anything else to do. Like they did with my good luck charm even if it wasn’t even her charm in the memory changed.

The charm turns into another card.

Aqua rubbed her temples, counting out her breaths. It’s okay, it’s okay, you still should have researched more, you should have done more, why don’t you know, why is this happening, what if-?

Something poked her in the side suddenly and she jolted in surprise, looking over to see Terra giving her a concerned look. Ven was as well. She tried to smile for them. “I’m okay,” she told them but got the feeling they didn’t believe her. I’m fine, I’m fine, I have to be, I’m the Keyblade Master, I have to be the one to protect you.

“Aqua,” Terra murmured, and she looked back up at him.

“I’m okay,” she repeated.

“Destiny Islands?” Sora wondered, seeing the image on the card. Do I…? As much as it hurt to think that… Do I even still remember the Islands correctly? Or has my memories of them been changed so much that they’ll look different?

Goofy says it turned into a card and Sora says all they can do is keep moving, heading towards the stairs.

“Sora,” Kairi grumbled, snapped out of her funk by the familiar actions of her cr- friend. Her friend.

“What?” Sora asked, turning to her, and she rolled her eyes at him.

“Stop to think for once,” she scolded him. “You’re going to get yourself hurt if you keep this up.” And unfortunately, that held a lot more weight than it might’ve when she scolded him a year ago. Before, that would have only meant Sora might have scraped his knee or gotten a bad grade. Now, Sora could get seriously hurt. Or worse.

“My goal’s that way though!” Sora defended himself. “Naminé and Riku are that way.”

“Still, think things through,” she finished, and Sora huffed exaggeratedly.

Both Terra and Aqua agreed with what Kairi was saying. Just blindly going into things… could end very badly.

Donald says he doesn’t understand what’s going on and Sora says they should just keep going and that it doesn’t matter. Donald says it does matter and how can Sora and Riku have the same memory.

Mickey was glad that Donald was at least stopping to try and figure out what was going on. It was clear that Donald and Goofy weren’t as affected by Naminé’s abilities, at least, they weren’t getting new memories added into their minds. Hopefully, his, and Goofy’s probably, questions would get Sora to pause for a second and be more careful when heading to the twelfth floor.

Naminé winced as she remembered what came after this, between Donald and Goofy and Sora. She had a feeling the boy wouldn’t like watching it happen.

Donald says they both can’t be right, and Sora asks if that means Donald thinks he’s wrong then.

Sora blinked rapidly at the sudden hostility in his past self’s voice. “What?” He asked blankly, and he wasn’t the only taken aback by Sora’s sudden shift. Riku’s eyebrow raised, and Kairi’s narrowed her gaze at the screen.

Even Vanitas was surprised. “Why is sunshine boy acting angry? I didn’t know that was an emotion he knew existed,” he drawled, but there was something tight in his voice. He wasn’t an idiot; he could tell that this state of mind had clearly been influenced by something but…

“Naminé?” Sora asked, looking at the girl. He didn’t know what was going on, what had happened, why was he angry and upset like that, why-?

“It’s because of me,” Naminé replied, and she heard Vanitas’s reminding hum. She patted one of his hands. She knew what he had been telling her, she believed it. In this case, however, it literally was because of her. “I’ve twisted your emotions and feelings so much, using parts of Kairi and Riku, your two closest friends, that I was your only priority now. I was all you could think about. And when Donald and Goofy provided a boundary to that, you…”

“Snapped,” Sora muttered, and looked away, biting his lip. He didn’t… he didn’t like this; he didn’t like this at all. He didn’t like the way he couldn’t remember Kairi, the way that his memories with Riku had been twisted, the way that he was irrational and snappish and-

“Sora?” Riku asked gently, and Sora looked back to him. With a slight widening of his eyes, he realized his breaths had begun to pick up, like a panic attack. It’s okay, it’s okay, he reminded himself. Naminé fixes it, Naminé fixes it, it shouldn’t bother you anymore, it’s in the past, and it helped you rescue her. It’s okay, this ship runs on happy face.

“I’m okay,” he replied to the older boy, wincing when he heard that his voice was slightly shaky. “Let’s just go on.”

Both Aqua and Terra gave him a concerned look at that. Sora should talk about it, Aqua thought, but didn’t push. She knew what had come of her pushing her friends in the past.

Sora says fine and just don’t believe him.

All the Destiny Kids made faces at that. It felt… wrong, to hear Sora angry. He had almost never been and even when he was, it was for smaller, petty, childish things. He was the boy who always had a smile, who was the hero of Light. To see him angry… It something in Riku’s stomach roll and Kairi’s expression went tight. Even if it had been the memories of her driving Sora, she didn’t think she would like to see Sora get like this over her. This anger felt wrong.

Goofy says that’s not what Donald meant and that they’re just worried about him.

Mickey hoped that Goofy would be able to talk down Sora from his angry state, but seeing on the screen, he didn’t know if Goofy, even with all his parenting experience, would be able to.

Sora says they should just ask Naminé then and that would clear it up. Sora says they don’t have time to sit around, and they should just GO.

“I understand that this is extenuating circumstances,” Terra started. “So, it’s more pronounced here, but Sora, you really shouldn’t just run into things, even if you think you have all the information.”  Don’t think of the Land of Departure, and the Enchanted Dominion, or the Radiant Garden, or- “It’s a good way to get yourself hurt.”

“But I need to help people,” Sora defended himself. “If I take too much time, people might get hurt.”

“Yes, perhaps, but sometimes information can be wrong or there can be at work than you know,” Terra cautioned. Don’t think of the Land of Departure or the Keyblade Graveyard- “It’s admirable to want to save people, but you have friends for a reason and sometimes you need to take more time to figure something out before you do it.” Hypocrite, hypocrite, hypocrite.

Sora frowned lightly at that but didn’t say anything more. What if someone gets hurt while I’m going slow? Sora wondered. Then it’s my fault and I could have saved them.

Aqua gave Terra an understanding look, though he didn’t look at her.

Goofy asks what happened to Sora and Sora asks what that means. Goofy says that he always gets really touchy around stuff about Naminé but before the castle, he couldn’t even remember her name.

Axel frowned slightly at that. On one hand, he got where Goofy was coming from and there was really a stark difference between what he was describing and what Axel was thinking of. On the other hand, he couldn’t help but be reminded of ‘Ri and Subject X. He couldn’t remember either of their names either, though for one of them, that was because she didn’t remember either. Did that make them any less meaningful? He knew he had forgotten ‘Ri’s name, what kind of older brother did that make him, but for the both of them… He could only remember pieces of them. ‘Ri’s laughter, her love of the fountain. X’s black hair and star earrings, her fascination with dandelions.

He wondered… He wondered if Naminé could help him remember them better, once they were out of here. He wondered if that was possible.

‘Couldn’t even remember her name’, because I didn’t exist, Naminé thought, curling up in Vanitas’s arms slightly. She didn’t like watching this, watching actual bonds of friendship be severed because of her fake one.

Goofy says now Naminé is the only thing he talks about and that it doesn’t make sense. Goofy says he should slow down and think ahead about some of these things.

Aqua wished they’d had someone like that when they were running across the worlds. You shouldn’t have needed one, you were a Keyblade Master. Sure, they had a couple of people they met in each world, the Fairy Godmother came to her mind, or Master Yen Sid, but they hadn’t had someone with them who might have had an outside point of view on the whole thing. Maybe everything wouldn’t have happened if they’d had that.

Sora asks what’s the matter with them and asks if they want him to abandon her.

Sora looked away from the screen, leaning into Riku’s side. Anger isn’t a good emotion, anger is darkness, this ship runs on happy faces, hero of Light, smile, smile, smile- He didn’t like seeing himself yell at Donald and Goofy, it wasn’t right. They didn’t do anything to deserve it, he just…

Donald says that’s not it, but Sora cuts him off, saying they can do whatever they want, maybe lay back and take a nap for all he cares.

Roxas looked down at his lap. As much as he didn’t want it to, memories were flashing in front of his eyes, memories of Axel and Xion and their bond breaking. He had wanted to stop it, he just wanted his friends to stay, but there had been nothing he could so except yell at the sky. Much like Sora was doing here, if for other reasons.

Sora says he’s going to find Naminé and runs off, despite Donald and Goofy calling for him.

“And now you’re alone,” Kairi murmured, worry building in her. It was clear that Sora wasn’t operating on the clearest mind, and he was in a place specifically meant to confuse the mind. There was still Marluxia and Larxene to worry about, technically Axel as well, but she wasn’t as worried about him, and Naminé was only leading Sora to them.

She bit her lip, twisting her hands together in her lap. She hoped nothing too bad happened to him.

In the white room, Axel walks over to Naminé and tells her that she’s all Sora’s got left.

Vanitas glared over at the man. She very well knew that, she didn’t need to be reminded of her coerced helping every second. But Naminé tugged on his arm, and he looked down at her.

“He’s going to help,” she told him quietly and got a surprised blink in response. “I promise.”

Axel says so if Naminé doesn’t stop this, no one will.

“Are you… helping her?” Xion asked, turning to look at her friend, and Axel nodded once.

“Well, it was kind of for my own agenda,” Axel admitted. “It would also put a wrench in Marluxia’s and Larxene’s plans.”

“It also just helped me,” Naminé inputted, and Axel looked at her in slight surprise. He hadn’t been expecting her to defend him.

Naminé says it’s too late but Axel counters that she shouldn’t give up just yet.

“Are you going to let her go?” Sora asked, looking over at the Nobody. Axel nodded again and Sora smiled at him. “Good.”

Axel walks away and tells Naminé that it seems like Marluxia isn’t around. When Naminé asks what he’s saying, Axel replies just that there’s no one around who would want to get in her way.

Kairi smiled as she watched Naminé stand up and run out of the room. It was good that the other girl had taken a hold of her own fate like that. That she had found the strength to go against her own tormentors and attempt to escape them. She was reminded of the girl who had rescued her from the cage in the World That Never Was, racing down corridors with her and not allowing even Saix to stand in their way.

She looked down at her lap. Naminé was her Nobody, but seemed ever more like a Keyblade Wielder than she ever would. Naminé had taken steps to escape her captors, had fought back when she could, hadn’t seemed scared when she had to return to their stronghold, and hadn’t even blinked when she was told she was going to disappear through meeting Kairi.

Kairi almost wished… she was more like Naminé in that regard. She still didn’t know if she could truly do any of that. She hadn’t ever had the chances to prove herself.

Axel tells Naminé to make it count as she runs out of the room. He remarks that this should be interesting and mentions to Sora to make it enjoyable, and that it’s the least he can do.

Roxas rolled his eyes at Axel’s remarks. Sounded like him.

Axel laughs at this, something that surprises him. He says he’s enjoying this, much to his own surprise, and says that Sora and the others are really something else.

Xion paused slightly at that. Why would Axel be laughing? They couldn’t feel anything, no emotions at all.

Naminé looked up at that, her previous thoughts swirling around her head. It only seemed more and more possible that they had emotions the more she watched the events unfold around her. Roxas was angry, Axel was sheepish. Xion could be confused, and they were all horrified when Sora stabbed himself the day prior.

But why did someone lie to them then? Who told them, her included, that they had no emotions? What would even have been the point of that?

Sora runs into the next hallway, pausing and pulling the card out of his pocket.

Worry rippled through the room for the Keyblade Wielder on the screen. He was alone, not in his right mind, and there were several enemies who could teleport at their leisure. They knew that nothing fatal would happen to him, he was sitting in the room with them, but still, anything else could.

Jiminy starts to talk to Sora, but Sora cuts him off, telling him to keep it to himself.

Sora made a face but didn’t say anything. He had a feeling that until his memories got put back into their right places, his past self was going to be acting that way. It’s okay, he could deal with it. Naminé fixes it.

Sora puts the card on the door and walks through it, ending up on the beach on Destiny Islands.

All three of the Islands kids perked up when they saw their island.

Kairi smiled when she saw it. Sure, she had been there the past year, so she didn’t miss it as much as the others probably did, but she did miss the life they’d had before, before all the Keyblades and other worlds and everything. She wanted that life back, even though she knew she couldn’t have it back. Their life had moved on, it was no longer their small island in the great ocean. Now, Sora was the Hero of Light, Riku was adventurer, and she… she was just trying to keep up.

Riku's eyes dimmed slightly when he saw the Islands. For that he had wanted to leave them when he was younger, to go beyond them and see what was out there, he still missed them, just a little bit. He was almost never able to go back to them during the year that Sora was asleep, it had hurt too much. Hurt that he could barely remember Sora and all the antics they had gotten up too, hurt that all the people were there living life with no knowledge of what he had done, hurt that Kairi was there, safe and sound, and Sora wasn’t. And even now, when he pictured home, he tended to picture people now, instead of places. Sora, Mickey. The Destiny Islands had ceased to be his only ‘home’ and he didn’t know how to feel about it.

Sora grinned when he saw the Islands. He had missed them so badly. Sure, he hadn’t couldn’t remember being away from them for a year like Riku no doubt did, but he missed them all the same. It had been at least a month or two since he had seen them, stepped on the sand or went into the Secret Place. He wanted to return to them, wanted to run up the beach with Riku and Kairi, wanted to see Tidus, Selphie, and Wakka. He wanted to introduce Roxas and Xion and Ven and Naminé to the sea, to the sun, and while he knew he wouldn’t be able to stay there, he had to save the worlds after all, it would still be nice to visit it often. And even if Riku never chose to go home permanently, Sora would still visit between adventures with Riku.

Sora recognizes it as their island.

Did I almost forget? Sora thought, a slice of panic going through him. He couldn’t forget that place, not ever.

Sora says that he and Naminé used to play there together.

“We did,” Sora said, smiling at Riku and Kairi, having to tap Kairi on the shoulder to get her attention. “And we’ll do it again, once we’re all back home.” He perked up then and turned to face the other side of the room, where Roxas, Xion, Naminé, and Vanitas were. “And you’ll have to join us.”

Roxas blinked in surprise.

“I think I’ve been there before,” Xion admitted, pressing one hand to her chin. “I think I’ve visited that place. It’s where I got the shells for Roxas.”

“Really?” Roxas asked and Xion nodded. “Huh.”

“All the more reason to come visit again!” Sora told her. “If you’ve only seen the beach, there’s a lot more to explore. For all of you. You as well!” He turned to the other Keyblade Wielders at that last part. “I know you’ve already been there as well, but it wouldn’t hurt to visit again.”

“That sounds wonderful Sora,” Aqua told him with a smile and Sora returned it. Aqua hummed a little after he had turned. She knew she had been there before, she remembered meeting the younger versions of Sora and Riku but… the rest of the visit, including what she told to them, she couldn’t really remember it. It was like there was a fog during that memory. She bit her lip and wondered why that was.

Someone calls from the distance and Sora turns to see Selphie, Tidus, and Wakka run up to him.

Sora smiled at his friends as they appeared. He knew it wasn’t really them, just creations of his memories, but it was still nice to see them again. He was sure they had grown and changed during his year away, he had gotten that shown to him pretty clearly through Kairi, so he couldn’t wait to meet them again.

Wakka greets him and Selphie asks what he wants to do that day. Sora greets them and says he’s glad to see them, though he trails off at the end.

Sora’s eyes widened at that. “I don’t think I remember their names,” he muttered, remembering the conversation between himself and the Replica a couple of floors earlier. He couldn’t remember them, nothing at all.

Riku felt him stiffen from next to him and bit his lip. “Don’t worry,” he told Sora, reaching out and taking Sora’s hand. Sora had been taking his hand this whole time, so it was okay for him to do the same thing, right? Honestly, his whole mind was still slightly screwed up from the whole ‘the promise was actually between Sora and Riku’ because what did that mean exactly? “You got your memories back.”

Sora gave him a small smile, shifting their hands to hold each other better. “Yeah,” he replied. “I do.”

Kairi pressed her lips together and took a deep breath.

Wakka asks why he’s hesitating, questioning if they’ve got food on their faces, and Selphie tells him only he would be dumb enough not to notice food stuck on his face, calling him Wakka.

Hopefully that helps jog my memory, Sora thought. It had seemed to happen a little in the past worlds, when something reminded him of the past, so hopefully it happened here. He didn’t want to forget his friends.

Wakka says that’s a low blow and Tidus says that he doesn’t know and that Selphie’s on the mark. Wakka says not Tidus too and that jogs Sora’s memory enough that he remembers that they’re Selphie, Tidus, and Wakka.

Sora blew out a relieved breath. Good, hopefully he hadn’t forgotten much.

Roxas gritted his teeth as he watched that, the memory of Xion vanishing in his arms along with his memories of her playing on repeat. He hated it, hated that he had lost his memories of her and then had the rest of his memories wiped away by DiZ and Riku. His memories were his memories and now that he had his memories of Xion back, he wasn’t going to lose them again. He would rather die.

Wakka asks him if he hit his head and Sora tells him that he was just thinking aloud.

“Seems to be something you do a lot, isn’t it?” Vanitas asked with an eyeroll and Sora shrugged good-naturedly.

“It’s a habit,” he replied.

Selphie says she knows, and that Sora is probably thinking about them again and Tidus says Sora’s a total zombie whenever they are on his mind.

“Who are they talking about?” Terra wondered quietly, thinking it over. Due to this world being created by a Sora under Naminé’s influence, it was not a bad assumption to make that it was Naminé probably, but… Naminé had taken memories of both Kairi and Riku so it could be either of them that the words were based on.

Wakka says that would explain why Sora was so funny to them.

“I think this has to be because of Naminé’s influence,” Sora muttered to himself, because this was weird. He hadn’t ever had an interaction with the three other kids like this before so he didn’t know where the memories that created the world were coming from. It had to be because of Naminé’s influence on his heart and who he was really searching for.

Well, he’d had times when he would space out thinking about Riku, mostly trying to figure out how to beat him either at sword fighting or racing. He never did, but it had been something he had often put time into thinking about.

Selphie says she bets that Sora wants the three of them to take a hike so that the two of them can be alone and Sora says he guesses.

“I think my past self is just incredibly confused,” Sora mentioned. It was how he would act if something like this ever happened to him. He didn’t really get it but leaving him alone with Naminé or whoever they’re talking about so he could talk to her and hopefully figure out what was going on would be good.

Axel pinched the bridge of his nose. So close and yet… There’s really a good chance that Sora just doesn’t even realize what romance is, at this point.

Selphie says they’ll disappear for a while and tell Sora to go find them. Tidus says they’ll try to be quiet while they spy on him, with Wakka admonishing Tidus, and the three run off.

Sora shook his head slightly. While it had been an incredibly confusing interaction, he was still glad to see the three of them again. He missed them and couldn’t wait until he could see them again.

Sora walks further down the beach, crossing the bridge and eventually coming across Riku.

“Huh,” Riku muttered, blinking at the version of himself on the screen. After so many other worlds, he wasn’t expecting a version of himself to appear from Sora’s memories. Maybe this was proof that Sora hadn’t completely forgotten him like he had with Kairi? Which made him feel happy, and that made him sick, because how could he be happy when Sora remembered him and didn’t remember Kairi? The two of them were each other’s… Kairi was really important to Sora and Sora should remember her much more than he should remember Riku.

Also, he hadn’t expected to see a version of himself that wasn’t doused in darkness. Shouldn’t that have been how Sora remembered him the most?

Sora smiled when he saw the memory of Riku. He couldn’t wait to visit the beach with Riku again. It had been far too long.

Riku asks Sora why he’s in such a big rush and Sora slowly says that he knows him.

Sora froze. He couldn’t… he couldn’t forget Riku, not when he’s been searching this whole time for the older boy. Not when he had already forgotten Kairi, not when his promise with Riku was lost already. Not when-

Sora realizes that he’s Riku and Riku tells him thanks for remembering him.

“I remember you; I remember you,” Sora whispered to himself. “I can’t forget you, not when I’ve already forgotten so much.”

Riku winced, thinking of the past year. I didn’t remember you, he thought. What kind of a friend does that make me?

Riku says it’s only been a couple of hours and Sora asks if he’s okay and if he’s still under his control.

“What are you-? Oh, the Replica,” Xion said, thinking of the Replica that was her brother. The more she said it, the more truthful it sounded. She would just have to keep doing it. “You think that’s the Replica?”

“I mean, it wouldn’t be that bad to assume,” Sora defended himself. “Riku hadn’t appeared in any of the world before now, so I probably thought he was the Replica.”

Riku asks what he’s talking about, and Sora realizes that Riku must be a Riku from his memories.

“I’m pretty sure you’re just confusing Riku,” Ven said with a smirk, leaning forward slightly.

“Look, my past self has been through a lot,” Sora defended. “He’s doing his best.”

Riku tells Sora that it sounds like he’s stuck in a world of make believe and Sora says he guesses he kind of is.

“Like referring to the castle?” Roxas wondered but Sora simply shrugged. For all his defense, he had no idea what was going through his past self’s head.

Riku calls him such a kid and asks how he’s going to take care of them like that.

“Again with the mysterious person,” Aqua murmured. There had to be a point behind it, but what? What were Sora’s memories attempting to tell him? If they were telling him something at all, but they had been so far. They had been pretty accurate representations of what was happening in the real world, so this… was still confusing.

Sora starts to ask about them but gets cut off when the world starts to shake. He wonders what’s happening and Riku asks how should he know.

“Oh,” Kairi realized, and Sora twisted to look at her.

“What is it?” He asked and she grimaced.

“Well, one of the last memories you have of the Islands are them falling, right?” She asked and Sora blanched. Was he going to have to relive that again?

Riku says whatever it is, it can’t be good, and says he’s going to go warn the others. Riku starts to run off and Sora says he should go, but Riku cuts him off and tells him he knows that it’s Sora’s job to look after them.

Terra looked up at that, something occurring to him. Could it be that Sora had gotten some of Riku’s memories and feelings almost? Like, he knew it wasn’t really possible and probably hadn’t happened that way, but putting Sora in Riku’s spot in that memory, with all the accompanying feelings, clearly did something. His drive to find someone pushing away others, everyone telling him that it was his job to protect ‘them’, it all sounded remarkably like Riku. Riku had pushed Sora away while he was trying to find Kairi, and before that, it didn’t seem like he was trying to find Kairi until he thought Sora had betrayed him, thus accidentally pushing Kairi away to find Sora. Riku had also clearly seen it as some sort of a duty to protect Sora, and Kairi, as shown through his actions before and their meeting all those years ago.

It wasn’t perfect, but it could explain why Sora was acting like that and why the world and its interactions were so strange to him, if he was seeing them from a perspective he’d never had before.

“Naminé, it has to be,” Sora decided on. Hopefully this means I can see her and save her soon, he thought. She’s already escaped on her own at this point, I just have to take care of the rest of the Organization members in the castle. Then she’s safe.

Riku tells him to go and the two of them run off in opposite directions as the world starts falling to darkness again.

Sora closed his eyes as the Destiny Islands fell again. He didn’t know if he could watch it happen all over again. His hand tightened on Riku’s.

Sora looks around and comes face to face with a Darkside, which he fights.

Several people winced when they noticed that Donald’s and Goofy’s cards weren’t with Sora when he fought off the Heartless. They weren’t there to protect him.

Once he defeats the Heartless, he looks around again, saying that he has to keep them safe. He calls out for Naminé and turns around to see her standing there.

Sora smiled, turning to look at the girl. “You’re out!” He chirped, happily. Now that Naminé was with him, he could protect her better, help keep the others from her.

Naminé shook her head slowly. “It’s not really me,” she told him, feeling a little sad when his smile faded slightly. “It’s a memory of me, a… creation, an illusion, something…” She trailed off again. It was hard to explain it. It made sense in her head, made sense to her, but she couldn’t create words that would explain it properly. “It’s hard to explain.”

Sora nodded in understanding. “I better find you soon then,” he told her.

“Don’t worry, you do,” Naminé replied, remembering what happened next. She shivered slightly and leaned closer to Vanitas. She wasn’t looking forward to seeing Larxene again.

He calls her name and runs up to her. Naminé says he really came for her, and Sora grasps her hand, realizing that it’s really her and that he’s been so much just to see her.

Sora couldn’t help but remember his other reunions, with Kairi and Riku. That relief he knew his past self was feeling, he remembered feeling it when he saw them again. They had both been there, within reach, when he had been looking for them. Riku had been missing for so long and Kairi had been kidnapped, so he had been so happy to see them again. Sure, Kairi had been surprising because he hadn’t expected her to have changed so much during, in his eyes, was only like a month, but he had still been so happy to see them both again. Especially Riku, because he had been reaching and reaching for Riku for such a long time.

Naminé says she wanted to see him too.

Several of the watchers frowned at the screen. The Naminé onscreen was acting… off, robotic, not like how they had seen her act before. Naminé’s little explanation about it not really being her, just an illusion, seemed to make more sense now.

Naminé says that this isn’t right however and that she messed up.

“Good job,” Vanitas murmured to Naminé. It had probably been really hard to admit that, especially when she had wanted a friend and a savior so badly. She must have been really afraid of how Sora was going to react.

“Thanks,” Naminé replied, leaning closer to his embrace. It’s almost over, it’s almost over.

She says she wanted to see him but that this isn’t the right way. She says that she was lonely for so long and that she just couldn’t bear it anymore.

Kairi felt her heart wither a little at that. How could she be mad at Naminé for just wanting to not be alone with her abusers any longer? How could she be upset at that? “Well, you’re not going to be alone anymore,” she told Naminé, looking over at her Nobody. “You’re in my heart now, right? That means you’re always with me and I’m always with you.” She smiled at her copy. “And once you get your own body, you’re not going to be alone. We’ll all be with you, once we find the rest of us and get bodies for the rest of them.” She gestured in the direction of them and Vanitas frowned the smallest bit. Was it just him, or had Kairi been looking at him when she said that? That was stupid, it couldn’t’ve been. Kairi would know he was Darkness, she wouldn’t be advocating for his continued existence, she was Light.

“Thank you,” Naminé whispered to her, and Kairi gave her a smile.

“Of course,” she responded.

Naminé says that she called out to Sora’s heart and had all of them come to this place.

“Castle Oblivion?” Aqua checked and Naminé nodded.

Naminé says that Sora came for her and she’s so happy but to his heart she had to, only for Sora to tell her that he came here because he promised to protect her. Naminé thanks him and tells him she’s sorry, pulling her hand from his grasp and telling him that she’s not supposed to be in this picture.

“Well, you can be,” Sora told her, leaning forward. “When you get your own body, you can come live with us on Destiny Islands. Or you can go wherever you like. Light Corridors and Gummiships are easy modes of travel.”

Naminé smiled at him, feeling like she was going to start crying again. She had emotions, how dare anyone else tell her otherwise after this. “Thank you, Sora,” she replied softly. She wondered if there was a place she and Vanitas could go, somewhere where the Organization couldn’t find them ever again. If he wanted to go with her, that is.

A see-through Naminé behind Sora says that’s true, and Sora turns to look at her in shock.

“More memory powers?” Axel asked drily and Naminé shrugged helplessly. She had given up on trying to explain things that seemed perfectly logical in her own mind.

The illusion Naminé says that the other her isn’t her and that she’s not really there. The regular Naminé says she doesn’t really exist in Sora’s heart, with the illusion saying she doesn’t exist in anyone’s heart.

“You couldn’t just condense yourself into one version?” Vanitas asked her playfully; a raised eyebrow being directed at her. “Why must you confuse the simple boy anymore?”

Naminé pressed a hand to her mouth as she giggled, and Vanitas smiled triumphantly.

Aqua gazed at the two of them, several thoughts swirling around her head that she quickly blocked and buried. Now was not the time to be worrying about… that. She would have to wait until she didn’t have so much on her mind.

“You exist in my heart now,” Sora told her. “Just like you exist in everyone else’s. We know you now.” Naminé smiled at him.

Naminé says she’s never existed anywhere, and Sora asks what’s she’s saying and what’s gotten into her. Sora asks weren’t they inseparable, never apart, but then she had to go away and he came here so he’d never lose her again.

That’s always been my goal, for every time I’ve had to search for people, Sora thought, looking down slightly. I want to hold onto them, my closest friends. I never want to lose them and yet… He shook his head. No, I have them both back now. Kairi’s on the Islands with Mickey, I’m pretty sure, and Riku was just with me when we were walking through the Door to Light. We’re all together and I’m never going to lose them again.

Naminé asks him if it was really her who he wanted to see and Sora says of course it was, that he’s forgotten a lot of things in the castle but never anything about her. He pulls out the charm and says that she gave it to him.

Kairi winced, looking away. Something Sora caught because he had been looking around and he blinked in surprise. Carefully unwinding himself from Riku, he scooched over to Kairi, tapping her on the arm. When she looked at him, he pulled out her charm. “I’ve still got it, see?” He told her, giving her a grin. “And I’m never gonna lose it. It’s my bond to you.”

Kairi pressed back the burning in her eyes. Oh Sora, she thought. “I know,” she replied with a watery smile that she hoped he didn’t see. She couldn’t have him asking her why she was about to cry, she couldn’t explain that to him. “I know.”

The regular Naminé says he has her good luck charm, but the illusion Naminé says Sora can’t believe her.

“I swear, I have full context, and this is still so confusing,” Ven muttered, rubbing circles into his temples. “I can’t imagine how your past self is handling this.”

“Probably not that well,” Sora admitted. His past self was probably going through it.

The regular Naminé turns away and Sora asks what he’s supposed to do. Illusion Naminé tells Sora to think just one more time about who’s special to him.

Riku and Kairi, Sora thought in an instant. They were the most special to him, his two best friends.

Naminé tells him to call out to that piece of memory that glimmers faintly within his heart. Naminé says that no matter how far away the light gets, Sora’s heart’s voice will always reach it.

“You should write,” Xion said suddenly, tipping her head to the side slightly. “You talk very beautifully.”

Naminé blinked rapidly, thoroughly taken by surprise at the compliment. Her cheeks heated up slightly. “Th- Thank you,” she told Xion, twisting so she could see her better. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Sora asks who’s most special to him and says that’s an easy one, starting to reply with Naminé’s name only to be cut off when the charm suddenly turns back into Kairi’s charm in a flash of light.

Kairi’s mouth fell open in surprise.

“Kairi your light!” Sora exclaimed, reaching out and grabbing her shoulders, shaking her slightly in joy. “It reached me!”

“Are… are you sure that wasn’t just your memories or your own heart?” Kairi asked, still processing what she had just seen, and Sora shook his head rapidly.

“No, it must have been you,” he told her. “My friends give me my power; you gave me yours. You reached me!” Kairi giggled finally at that, a smile crossing her face, and Sora gave her one back. Maybe… Kairi started, hesitantly as she saw him smile at her, but something in her mind shook its head. Even if it had been my light to change the charm back, it’s not me he’s searching for. Not my promise he’s following. It hurts. Even now, it’s not me, not really.

Riku smiled at the two of them, ignoring the pang in his heart. Good, he thought, trying to give them a smile. They’re together. Their lights are helping each other. Like it’s always supposed to be.

Sora looks up at the regular Naminé, who turns into Kairi.

“I remembered you!” Sora exclaimed, moving to not hold onto Kairi’s shoulders anymore but instead clasped her hands. “Or maybe I did? I hope I did?”

“Hopefully,” Kairi agreed.

Bright light suddenly covers the world and when Sora looks again, everything’s back to normal and Naminé is gone.

“Well, that was climactic,” Axel muttered, blinking spots from his eyes due to the bright light.

“You’re okay, right Naminé?” Sora asked, looking at the girl, and she nodded.

“I was fine,” she told him. “Remember, I wasn’t really there.” Sora nodded in return.

Sora looks around, calling for Naminé, before running off. He eventually ended up in the Secret Place.

Riku winced when he saw the place. He remembered going there, opening the door, letting darkness spread across the world. Kairi had been there, had lost her heart there, and the childhood drawings between Kairi and Sora had been there. The drawings that hurt him so badly, with the paopu and the answers he hadn’t wanted.

Sora looks over the drawings, wondering what Naminé was talking about. He touches the paopu being given to the girl drawing and he hears Kairi’s last words to him in his head.

“I’m remembering you,” Sora said in relief, giving Kairi a smile. “Even if it is really slow.”

“You are,” Kairi confirmed with her own smile. If only, if only, but she knew better now. She knew better now.

The door in the back shines with light and Sora suddenly appears back in Castle Oblivion. Naminé is standing across from him in the hallway.

“This is the real me,” Naminé told Sora before he could ask. “I had been speaking to you from there.”

Sora nodded. “Well, I’m glad the two of us could finally meet,” he replied with a grin. “No illusions or memory worlds.”

Sora runs up to her and realizes that the person most special to him isn’t her. He asks her if he’s right and Naminé says he is, that the person who he really cares about and was always with him wasn’t her but them.

Again with the non-specificity, Terra thought, tipping his head to the side slightly. It could just be because Naminé is confused or doesn’t really know what Sora’s referring to or… Terra looked over at the trio of kids on the couch, remembering the way that Sora continued to lean on Riku or grasp his hand. Sure, he wasn’t doing it now, but he had been pretty consistently the last couple of hours. And the promise between two kids, not Sora and Kairi, but Sora and Riku. He narrowed his eyes slightly as he thought. If Sora’s most precious person isn’t Kairi, not at all, but Naminé doesn’t really want to reveal it or feels like it’s not her place. If Sora himself hasn’t realized that it’s not Kairi, even if it was her charm. That it’s… Riku.

He thought back to the two boys running up the beach, the two boys he had seen in the memories promising to explore the world together. If it’s them, instead. He shook his head slightly. It doesn’t have to be, nothing is set in stone, and this isn’t a fairytale, but it might… be something to keep an eye on.

Naminé grimaced as she heard herself say that and hoped that no one would pick up on it. It hadn’t really been her place to reveal it, especially because Sora seemed to believe something else. He needed to figure it out in his own time.

Sora asks who it is then, because he can’t seem to think of their name.

And Sora even went along with me, Naminé thought, giving the boy a careful look. Because his memories were too screwed up? Or perhaps, because he subconsciously knew, even if he couldn’t consciously tell.

Kairi gave the screen a look. ‘Their’, hmm, she wondered. She couldn’t… She didn’t know if she could but… well, she was the one who had always read all the romance novels.

Sora says if they’re so special to him, why can’t he remember them, and Naminé starts to explain because she went into his memories but is cut off by Riku.

“Uh oh,” Xion murmured, seeing her brother come back onscreen. She had a feeling this wasn’t going to go well. She could tell when someone wanted to fight, it had been something she had picked up while in the Organization, and her brother just looked like he wanted to fight someone.

Riku tells Sora that his memory is a train wreck and that Sora’s not the one supposed to protect Naminé, it’s supposed to be Riku.

“I’m sorry,” Naminé whispered out, closing her eyes and looking away from the screen. She didn’t want to see what she did, what she did to someone who hadn’t deserved it at all. “I’m sorry.” Vanitas’s embrace tightened around her slightly.

Riku tells Sora that he and his messed-up memories are always in the way.

Riku flinched when he heard the words his Replica were saying. It reminded him far too much about what he had said when lost in the darkness, on the island above Hollow Bastion.

Riku attacks Sora, sending him flying backwards, and Riku advances on him. Naminé calls for Riku to stop, but Riku doesn’t, about to stab Sora, when Naminé yells for him to stop again and Riku collapses, lifeless.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” Naminé sobbed out, feeling tears slide down her cheeks, and she hid her face in Vanitas’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Riku, her Riku, she had hurt him so badly, she had messed with his memories, and then had broken his heart when he simply did what she had made him do, and on top of all that she still missed him and still loved him because that’s what it had to be in her chest, now that she knew that she definitely had emotions. And maybe it was just a crush, just something small and fleeting, but she had loved him because he protected her, but she had also been the one to do that to him and she couldn’t-

She cried into Vanitas’s shoulder, trying to block out the world. She had done this, she had hurt Riku, she loved Riku, and she couldn’t make any sense of it.

Sora gasped when the Replica collapsed to the floor. He wanted to ask Naminé what she had done but bit his tongue because it was clear that she wouldn’t be able to answer him. He instead reached back, keeping a hold on one of Kairi’s hands, but also grabbing one of Riku’s. Riku’s here, Riku’s okay, he told himself. They’re both here and they’re both okay.

Sora calls out for Riku and asks Naminé what she did to him.

“I’m sorry,” Naminé whispered again. “I’m so, so sorry.”

Larxene teleports into the room.

You’re not going to be helpful,” Ven deadpanned as he saw the woman teleport in. She was probably only going to make it worse. Much, much worse.

Larxene says that Naminé broke Riku’s heart, before backtracking and saying it’s more like she smashed it actually.

Aqua glared at the woman, feeling a stab of anger towards her. Sora and Naminé were already going through enough, they didn’t need Larxene to come in and making things worse for them, especially if she tried to turn Sora against Naminé. She had to hope that it wouldn’t work.

Sora repeats what she said in shock and asks what’s going to happen to Riku then. Larxene laughs and tells Sora he’s so much fun to watch and if it’s Riku he’s worried about, he shouldn’t be.

I’m always going to be worried about Riku, Sora thought, tightening his grip on Riku’s hand. No matter what and no matter what version of him it is. Riku’s my best friend and you can’t stop me from caring about him.

Larxene says that Riku was never really there and when Sora asks what she means, Larxene asks him if he really thinks she’s just going to tell him and that’s too easy.

She’s going to die soon, she’s going to die soon, Naminé reminded herself, trying to swallow past her hiccupping sobs, and she pressed her head to Vanitas’s chest. If she closed her eyes, she could hear Vanitas’s heartbeat, and she tried to let everything else fall away. Just letting the repetitive sound fill her mind.

Sora tells her to quit the games and lunges at her, but she kicks him away. She tells him to have it his way then and says that she thinks it’ll kill him to hear what she says next, but she thinks she can live with that.

Why is she even like this? Sora wondered, frowning at the screen and trying not to let his anger at the woman grow too large. Naminé said she has no memories of her past life, she’s a blank slate, so why is she so cruel? It’s not due to anything from her life as a Somebody.

Larxene explains that Riku is just a puppet that Vexen made as an experiment.

Xion flinched at the word ‘puppet’ and bit her lip. She could feel Axel giving her a concerned look, but she didn’t look back at him. She took a deep breath instead. She didn’t think she would ever be able to hear the word ‘puppet’ without flinching for a good while.

Larxene calls him a toy.

But Xion raised her head at that, glaring at the woman. Not a toy, my brother, she thought. He was a person, even if you can’t realize that.

Larxene says it’s laughable really that Riku called Sora a fake when he was really the fabrication all along. Sora is shocked at Riku being a fake and Larxene says he was fake in every possible way.

Not fake, Naminé thought, her sobs starting to slow and allowing her to think more. Never fake. He was so real. I miss him so much.

Sora frowned. Even if that Riku was just a Replica, he was still a person. Still had thoughts and feelings and was still different from his Riku in every way. Sora looked to the ground. He wished that the Replica had gotten to live, but from what the others said, he hadn’t made it in the end. Sora wished he could remember meeting him.

Larxene says it was only finished recently and how could it remember anything. Larxene picks up Riku and says that his memories were planted by Naminé and not real at all.

“I’m sorry,” Naminé murmured out, mostly just slumped against Vanitas at this point. “I’m so sorry.”

“It’s not your fault Naminé,” Terra told her, giving the girl a smile even if she didn’t look at it. “It’s only the Organization’s fault.”

She throws Riku off the side.

Sora glared at her for that, not being the only one to do so.

Larxene says that all this time it’s been picking fights with Sora over memories that were counterfeit, trumped up, and completely bogus. Larxene asks Naminé that isn’t that the truth.

Kairi wanted Naminé to do something, to say something, but she knew that she wouldn’t. Larxene was Naminé’s abuser and honestly, Kairi didn’t know if she would do anything in this scenario either. She was the girl who would wait for rescue, who froze at scary situations. Maybe Naminé was more like her than she thought.

Larxene grabs Naminé’s chin and says that Naminé hides behind a cute face but does horrible things.

Vanitas growled slightly at the image on the screen, holding Naminé close to him. He wasn’t going to let her get hurt like that ever again. Never again. “Not your fault,” he told her, dropping his head to press his forehead to the top of her head. “Not your fault.”

“I know,” Naminé replied quietly. “It feels like it though.”

Naminé pulls her face out of Larxene’s grip and when Sora calls for Naminé, Larxene calls him stupid and asks if doesn’t get it then.

Sora’s not stupid, Kairi and Riku both thought. He was open and believed people, choosing to make friends instead of enemies. That didn’t make him stupid, but it did make him a better person than Larxene.

Larxene says that’s what Naminé’s powers are about and says that Naminé can enter, rearrange, and even create new memories of anything, even things that never happened.

“Why am I not surprised that she can’t even grasp the basic premise of your powers?” Roxas asked rhetorically with an eyeroll. “You said it yourself; you can’t make up new memories without having some base from memories already there. You’d think she’d understand that.”

This managed a surprised and slightly hysterical giggle from Naminé and Roxas smirked.

Larxene says that the girl Sora’s been trying to protect this whole time is actually a manipulative witch who shackles people’s hearts.

Naminé flinched. Witch, manipulative, pawn. She tried to bury herself deeper into Vanitas’s embrace. She’s dead soon, she’s dead soon, she repeated in her head.

“Like you gave her much choice,” Ven muttered, shaking his head slightly.

Sora says his memories and Larxene says they’re all lies, just Naminé’s illusions, nothing more. Larxene says that binding Sora in chains of his own memories was essential to their trap.

“I’m sorry Sora,” Naminé told him, looking up at the other boy, but Sora simply gave her a smile.

“I know and I forgive you,” Sora told her. “You fixed it, didn’t you?” Naminé nodded. “Then we’re okay. We’re friends.” Naminé tried to return his smile.

Larxene says it makes her tingle how easily Sora was duped.

And another point in the box of ‘Larxene is a terrible person and incredibly weird, Axel thought, making a slight face. He would never like the woman, not with everything she did and her whole… personality.

Larxene says they’re close and almost there and that this was their only chance for them to turn the Keyblade Master into their puppet, but that Axel used Naminé to betray them.

“You’re quite welcome,” Axel drawled, leaning on the back of the couch. “And I’d do it again.”

Aqua made a face at Larxene’s terminology. Again, again, she couldn’t really blame any of them. Keyblade Culture was all but forgotten at this point, with the falls of almost all the Keyblade Capitals and Strongholds in the past century. But it had been Mastery and lack of Master that had gotten them into this mess and it hurt and it burned and why was she a Master and Terra not and who had made that choice and why, why, why-?

Larxene says she’s now left with no choice but to eliminate Sora and summons her knives. Larxene advances on where Sora’s still on the ground, but Naminé runs between them and throws her arms out, saying don’t.

Vanitas grinned and tightened his embrace of Naminé. “Good job,” he complimented her again, something warm going through him as he saw the small smile on her face. She had stood up, truly stood up, to her abuser. Vanitas didn’t think he’d ever be able to do that, not when he had four years’ worth of memories of what happened when he didn’t react fast enough or did the wrong thing or said no or- But he was proud of Naminé for being able to do that.

Kairi smiled as well, thought it was a little more subdued. There’s a difference between us then, she thought. For all that Naminé seemed passive, she was more proactive than Kairi was. That should be something I work on.

Larxene tells Naminé that it’s a little late to be growing a conscience and tells her that the last time she checked, Naminé was the one who fooled around with his memories creating the mess they’re in.

“Because you made her,” Xion hissed out, narrowing her eyes at the screen, and her outrage was copied by many of the watchers. Aqua, Sora, and Terra all glared at the screen, while Ven and Sora gave Naminé careful looks. Vanitas was taking care of her well enough, but they could always help if needed. But it had been Vanitas so far to help, so it would probably be him again, if Naminé needed it.

Naminé says she knows and Larxene says that she’s in a very foul mood. She tells Naminé that thanks to her all their plans are ruined and backhands Naminé to the floor next to Riku.

Vanitas deliberately bit on his own tongue to stop himself from spitting something out that wouldn’t exactly be appropriate or a death threat of some kind, and his anger channeled instead into a little beast that appeared in his lap. Of course, since Naminé was in his lap, it ended up in hers and the girl in white blinked in surprise at the small beast. Due to Vanitas’s tight control on them, it was tiny but big enough that Naminé could clearly see it. Perhaps the size of a stuffed animal.

“What?” She murmured and Vanitas felt panic shoot through him. In a second, the Unversed was gone and Naminé looked to him in surprise.

He bit his lip. “Later,” he told her quietly and Naminé nodded slowly.

Kairi felt her nails bite into her palms as red flashed across her vision. She knew that Larxene had abused Naminé but seeing it, blatantly, made her angrier than she thought she had been in a while. Naminé was nothing more than kind and quiet and only wanted to do the right thing. Why her Nobody had ended up in Castle Oblivion was a mystery for the ages and she would always regret that Naminé had ended up there, to be hurt by the people within it.

Axel closed his eyes. He hadn’t seen most of it, he hadn’t been there for a long time after all, but… Naminé reminded him of ‘Ri in ways he couldn’t explain and seeing her in pain, seeing her abused, it hurt him. He wished he could have saved her from this, saved her from DiZ but he had been distracted by Roxas and Xion and hadn’t even thought about her. It would be something he would regret for a long time; he had a feeling.

Sora calls out to Naminé and Larxene asks if he’s upset, saying that he doesn’t even really know her. Sora says maybe not but he still made a promise to keep Naminé safe and maybe the memories are fake, but the promise is real to him.

Sora nodded firmly, agreeing with his past self. It didn’t matter how the promise was created; it didn’t matter what the circumstances surrounding it were. Some version of him made a promise to Naminé to protect her, so he would fulfill that promise, no matter what.

Sora says that’s why he’ll keep it and Larxene calls him an idiot. She says there was no promise and there never was, asking him why he insists on playing the hero.

Because I am the hero, Sora thought. And not in an egotistical way. I’ve saved the worlds twice now, with help from my friends, and I’ll save the worlds again. As long as there’s darkness out there, threatening the worlds, I’ll be there to stop them. He’d fight against whatever threat is out there next, now that Ansem and Xemnas were gone, and he’d help Roxas, Xion, Aqua, Terra, and Ven, whatever help he could give. He had the Keyblade, he was a hero of Light. He had to save the worlds.

Larxene says if that’s the way he wants it, he’s going down alone, and moves to throw her knives at Sora, only to be stopped by Goofy’s shield. Donald casts a cure spell on Sora, allowing him to stand, and Sora sees Donald and Goofy standing in front of him.

Mickey smiled when his friends came back on the screen. He knew the two of them wouldn’t let Sora walk away from them, not when Sora was clearly in need of help. They probably just had to figure out a way through the floor, and then they were there with Sora again.

Riku’s eyebrows went up again. Well, it seemed the two of them had learned from the whole, ‘leave Sora alone in Hollow Bastion’ thing from their earlier adventure. Perhaps… perhaps he could really see them being friends with Sora. They certainly had seemed close when he had seen them throughout their adventure this time around, but he hadn’t really been able to let go of Hollow Bastion. Perhaps this was the opportunity to.

Ven smiled slightly as they came on. While he hadn’t ever really known them, just interacted with them that one time in Master Yen Sid’s tower, it was nice to see them working with Sora and helping him. And it definitely seemed like them to not leave Sora alone when he obviously needed them.

Sora calls out their names and says they found him, with Goofy replying that of course they did, and they were worried about him.

A parent to the end, Mickey thought with a slow shake of his head. Goofy would probably always stay like that until he finally passed on.

Donald says that they promised that they would protect him and Sora smiles at them. Goofy says that he won’t ever be alone and that it’s been the three of them and they stick together.

Always been the three of us, Roxas thought, sighing slightly. He had wanted it to stay the three of them, but things happened. Things always seemed to happen. He didn’t know much about the middle couch’s problems, but they had clearly been a trio as well. And they had been split up, much like the Destiny Islands kids. It just seemed like the world was allergic to letting trios stay together.

Donald says that’s how it’s going to stay and Larxene tells them to have it their way, saying that more pain for them means more fun for her. Larxene attacks the three of them.

Kairi scooted closer to Sora when she watched him fight Larxene. Thankfully, it seemed that because they weren’t in the floors themselves, they didn’t have the whole ‘use cards to fight’ rule, and Sora was just able to fight her with his Keyblade, Goofy and Donald able to help freely. And she knew that Sora would be fine, she just couldn’t help the worry that went through her.

Naminé looked up as she heard the fight commence. Maybe she should have been scared, seeing Larxene use her knives and her lightning, but she wasn’t. She knew this was when Larxene died, beaten by Sora and his friends. Maybe she wanted to watch, just once more.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy beat Larxene and she stumbles back, saying that she refuses to lose to a bunch of losers.

Sora watched as he killed her. He knew he had, he had been told that, but… it was different seeing himself do it. He didn’t really regret it, she had been attempting to use him and had used Naminé and was a terrible person, but… should he regret it? Killing her? It was for the light, for Naminé, for himself, in a little way. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

She looks at herself as she starts to fade, realizing that she’s fading. She starts to say that this isn’t the way she wanted and says she won’t allow it, but she vanishes into oblivion.

“She’s gone,” Vanitas murmured to Naminé, which was a little unnecessary because Naminé was watching it happen.

“I know,” Naminé replied. And she’s never going to hurt me again. My… friends won’t let her, and I won’t let her.

Sora looks over to Naminé, who is sitting by Riku, and walks over to her. Goofy says she must be Naminé and that it’s nice to meet her, saying that they’re friends of Sora.

Naminé smiled at that. She remembered being so taken aback that one of them would so easily greet her, especially as they had seen her effect on Sora, but Goofy had walked right up to her. No anger, no wariness, just open kindness. It had been something she had desperately needed at that moment.

Mickey smiled. It was just like Goofy to hold no grudges and just want to greet someone, no matter what they had done.

He’s about to introduce himself but Naminé knows his name already, saying that he’s Goofy and greets Donald as well. Donald asks how she knew.

“Sora’s memories,” Naminé admitted.

Goofy congratulates Sora and says that he’d finally found his friend and he’s happy for him.

Sora smiled at that. Of course, Goofy would just be happy for him, even after he had snapped at them and ran off. Goofy truly was someone who didn’t seem to have an angry bone in his body.

Jiminy remarks that there are a lot of questions and tells Naminé that it probably wouldn’t be easy for her but asks if she could tell them what happened. Naminé says of course and that it’s her fault after all.

Well, it is, but it isn’t, Naminé told her past self with a small smile. You did this but you didn’t want to. And it’s not really your fault. You fixed it and nobody blames you. Nobody blames you.

Naminé stands up and explains that she took the people and memories that were in Sora’s heart and little by little replaced them with false memories.

Naminé looked up at the screen. For some reason, it didn’t hurt her to hear her say it again.

Donald asks about Sora’s promise and Naminé says that it was made up, fake, and that Sora never really promised her anything.

“Well, maybe it was changed a little, but it’s still a promise,” Sora said, echoing what his past self had said before. He looked over at Naminé and was slightly surprised when she met his eyes easily. He felt a smile grow across his face at that. “So, I’ll still protect you. If I’m allowed to.” His eyes moved to Vanitas at that, and his mirror image gave him a slightly confused look at that. Sora shook his head slightly. He would leave them to figure it out. Also, he did still kind of want to know how Vanitas looked like him. Or was it that he looked like Vanitas? Their whole ‘thing’ had happened eleven years ago, after all.

“Of course,” Naminé replied. Though maybe, I’ll learn to protect myself. I may not have a Keyblade but if I am going to have a body to myself, I should learn to protect it.

Naminé says that her being on the Islands with him was a lie, just like everything else.

“Well, soon it’ll be true,” Kairi told her, smiling when Naminé looked to her in a second. “You can come join us on the Islands. Or wherever you want to go.” Naminé nodded to her.

Naminé explains that they never met, and she was never Sora’s friend. Sora says she was never anything more either and Naminé agrees.

It wasn’t me, Naminé thought, looking at the Destiny Kids. But it is one of them and maybe one day, you’ll figure it out. Or he’ll be brave enough to say it himself.

Naminé explains that in all his True Memories, she was never really there. Jiminy says that must mean that it was her magic that made all of them lose their memories as well and asks if there’s any way for them to ever get them back.

Ven looked up at that. Naminé clearly helped them get back their memories. Maybe, hopefully, she could do the same for him. Help him regain the first eleven years of his life, the flashes in his mind. The people he knew who must have been there. Maybe, he could go find his family because of that, introduce them to Aqua and Terra.

Naminé says that she can fix everything if they get to the thirteenth floor but mentions Marluxia and Jiminy says he bets he knows who that is and asks if he’s the one who made her mess with their memories.

“Actually, it was Larxene’s idea,” Naminé admitted, leaning back slightly. “It took her a while to convince Marluxia of the plan.”

“Really?” Axel asked, raising an eyebrow. Maybe… if Marluxia truly doesn’t have any memories, maybe some tiny inkling of a conscience didn’t want to inflict that on anyone else. Though he clearly didn’t hold to that ideal very long.

“Though she managed it, however,” Riku muttered and Naminé nodded slowly.

Naminé admits that Marluxia said if she didn’t obey, she’d be locked in the castle forever.

And I just wanted to meet the people from Kairi’s memories, to not be alone again, and to see the sun and sky, Naminé thought. And he used that.

Kairi made a face at that. She kind of wished that Sora hadn’t defeated Larxene and Marluxia because she wanted to do it. Naminé was her Nobody, her… sister, if Naminé wouldn’t object to that label. And she wanted to hurt the people who had hurt her.

Naminé says she’s been alone for so long and Goofy asks if she did what he told her to do because she was lonely. Naminé apologizes and Sora tells her not to be sorry and to not cry.

“I mean that,” Sora told her. “None of this is your fault and you don’t have to be sorry for any of it.”

Naminé looked up at him and wanted to say something, wanted to say such a great many things, and she felt… free.

“I know,” she replied and felt a smile pull at her cheeks.

Naminé says she knows, and she doesn’t really have the right to and Sora says that’s not what he meant, much to her surprise.

“You’re allowed to cry, no matter what happened,” Aqua said, her words traveling to all of the watchers. “You’re allowed to feel any emotion, even if you feel like you don’t deserve to.” Terra and Master Eraqus and how could you do this and anger and sadness and pain and Keyblade Master, Keyblade Master, betrayal and hurt and- “You’re allowed to feel those emotions.” Only for a little while, breathe through them and then get rid of them. Hold onto the light ones. But darkness and anger can’t or can it or-

She didn’t really want to think about that aspect of it.

Sora admits that he’s not really happy about her messing with his memories but that he can’t be mad at her either. He says that he knows in his head that the memories she gave him are false, though they still feel right, like the promise he made.

Sora nodded. While he didn’t really understand what his past self was talking about, he didn’t have his memories of this time, he got the general gist of it.

Xion frowned, looking up at the screen. Is it like the dreams I got? She wondered. I knew those weren’t real, and I had my own memories to hold onto, but they also felt so… vivid, so true. Like I had indeed grown up on an Island by the sea and listened to the sea waves often.

Sora says he said that he would protect her and that he wouldn’t make her cry not ever, and if he makes her cry now, he’ll feel guilty about it, like he let her down. He asks her not to cry, please, and until he gets his memories back, to try and be happy and smile, it would be easier on him that way.

So like you, Riku thought with a smile, shaking his head slightly. Of course, Sora would feel like he let someone down if they’re crying. He really cared deeply about everyone he interacted with.

Naminé nods and Donald says that it was a bit much.

“Hey!” Sora exclaimed, sitting up from the relaxed position he had slipped into following the end of the fight. “What does that mean?”

The purely offended tone of his voice caused many of the teenagers to start laughing. Kairi leaned over her knees, giggles spilling from her lips, and both Roxas and Xion laughed. Vanitas had a smirk on his face and Naminé pressed a hand to her mouth to stifle her humor for the sake of Sora’s pride.

“You can get a little… inspirational when you go on long talks,” Riku told the younger boy with a smile, and Sora turned to him.

“So?” He asked and Riku simply shook his head.

Goofy says that it’s okay and that Sora’s always like that around a girl.

“True, very true,” Kairi mentioned and when Sora turned to her with a betrayed look on his face, it set the rest of the teenagers off again. Aqua couldn’t help the smile that sat on her face when she watched Ven and the rest of the teens laugh. This adventure had been extremely taxing on all of them and it was nice to see that there was a little moment of levity, a moment of laughter. She could tell that Terra felt the same.

Sora tells them to cut it out and he thought they lost their memories. Donald laughs and tells him too bad and that good friends don’t forget the good stuff.

“No, they don’t,” Ven said, no doubt remembering everything that he and Terra and Aqua had done over the four years together and the things they had no doubt teased him about for one reason or another.

“Wonderful,” Sora grumbled good-naturedly, crossing his arms and pouting. Kairi giggled.

Goofy laughs as well and Sora grumbles, causing Naminé to laugh as well. Sora smiles at that and tells Naminé that’s the Naminé he remembers.

And hopefully the Naminé I can be, once we’re out of here and I have my own body, Naminé thought, looking to the screen. Hopefully, I can laugh with Vanitas and all the others by the sea in the light of day under the sun.

Sora admits that he really liked it when she used to smile.

“I like all your smiles,” Sora said, leaning on Riku’s side slightly. “It’s the best features of your faces.”

“Of course, you would say that,” Kairi replied with a eyeroll and a smirk and Sora simply replied with a grin.

Sora says that those are really his fake memories but what he’s feeling now definitely isn’t fake, but real. Naminé thanks him and Sora says they should go.

“Now onto Marluxia,” Roxas hummed, shifting slightly in his seat. No doubt they would also see what happened to Axel to make him stay away from the World That Never Was for so long.

Donald says he can’t wait to get his memory back and Goofy tells Naminé that Marluxia is going to be on the thirteenth floor, so she should probably stay down there.

If only that had worked, but I appreciate the sentiment, Naminé thought with a small smile.

Sora agrees and asks her to look after Riku. Sora says that they’ll come get them when it’s all over and Naminé agrees.

Hopefully Naminé can help Riku a little, Terra thought. It disturbed him slightly to see a version of the boy whom he had bonded with so lifeless and frozen. Hopefully he can come back.

The three of them walk away and Sora turns back to Naminé, when Naminé tells him to be careful. Sora says that he’ll be okay, he promises, and the three of them head up the steps, leaving Naminé alone.

Onto Marluxia, Sora thought, echoing Roxas’s earlier statement. And then Naminé can fix our memories and I can go find Riku.

Naminé smiled slightly as she watched her past self standing there. Don’t worry, she told herself. Sora’s going to win and you’re going to help him by starting to fix his memories. You’re going to meet your Somebody and work to stop the Organization that imprisoned you. And then, once you think everything is over, you’ll get dragged to a pocket dimension to watch your adventures and find some really great friends. So, you’re going to be okay. She felt more tears build in her eyes then and she ducked her head. She truly had been crying a lot lately but… Larxene is dead and so is Riku sadly, but you have Vanitas now, and Kairi, and Sora, and Roxas and Xion, and you’re going to be okay. She felt a tear go down her cheek and she shuddered slightly.

I’m going to be okay.

Notes:

Me: Y'know, I could split this chapter up. Like I did with the Hollow Bastion chapters and the End of the World ones. So, I can get them out faster and it won't be such a burden to read.
My brain: No, 16,000-word juggernaut.
And now we have this chapter.

In truth, I wanted to have exactly 13 chapters (minus the introduction chapter) for this part of the story, so this was always going to be one chapter. And the Thirteenth Floor will be one chapter as well, though I don't think it'll be nearly as long as this one. And man, the Memory of Halloween Town only held the record for like a month before this chapter stole it. And I think the record is going to be hard to steal from this chapter. But we'll see what happens in the future.

Translation Notes:
So, this is going to be a section that will only appear here and there during these first few games, though it'll make bigger appearances as we get closer to the present, especially in KH3. (I love that game but the amount of translation errors makes me a little upset.)
But for this specifically, the translation thing has to do with how many of the character address an unseen one. When the kids on Destiny Islands are talking about Sora's 'special someone', and all subsequent characters talking about that 'someone', in the English version, they use 'she' and 'her'. But in the original Japanese script, the pronoun used is Aitsu, which is a gender neutral, masculine leaning pronoun, which can actually be inappropriate to refer to a girl as. Sora even uses this pronoun before this, to refer to Namine after he remembers the promise, when before he had used feminine pronouns for her. This helps with the implication that Riku is actually the special someone Sora is looking for given to the Japanese players, and also adds to the Necklace Theory, which got missed on English audiences. The game is confusing you, by saying that Kairi is Sora's special someone (the Organization's, Donald and Goofy's, and Namine's assumptions) while actually showing you that it's heavily implied to be Riku. I realize that this doesn't really have that much of an impact on the game itself, unlike future translation errors, but I just wanted to point it out.

I don't have any regular notes for this section. There was simply a lot of developments in that. Vanitas has been looped in with Namine in many people's views, Riku's feelings, and his and Sora's connection are starting to be realized by a couple more people and he might not be able to keep it secret for long, and Namine reached an understanding within herself. There's one more chapter and it's full speed ahead.

There's going to be one more Sora chapter, a break chapter in which many conversations will be had, and then we'll move onto Riku's side. I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I'll see you whenever I get the next chapter up!

Chapter 33: The Thirteenth Floor

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Sora, Donald, and Goofy are walking through a hallway. Sora stops and pulls out the lucky charm, wondering who it was that was so important to him.

My friends, Sora thought, feeling both of the charms that he held from his friends. And I’m going to remember them soon.

Riku, Kairi thought with another swallow, the barrier between her tears and the outside world growing thinner with every reminder. But she couldn’t cry, not yet. Not when everyone could see.

Kairi, Riku thought, looking over at the two younger teenagers. She’s your light, through everything. You deserve her, someone of the Light like you.

Sora looks at the charm, trying to remember, but he can’t.

Naminé blew out a breath at that. It was okay, she was going to fix it soon. And then Sora would remember all his friends.

Donald asks if he can’t remember, and Sora replies that he only remembers Naminé.

Axel grimaced at that, remembering the feeling well. He had remembered Roxas, remembered their year of friendship, but there was always something… missing. Some tiny thing that nudged at the back of his head anytime he thought of them. Thought of the missions that slowly broke Roxas’s faith in the Organization. What had it been, what had thrown him off? He remembered now, of course he did, and he was never going to forget Xion again. Not when he had already forgotten so many people who meant the world to him.

Sora asks if the other two remember anything else and Donald apologizes, saying he knows it’s important, but he can’t remember anything. Donald admits that he doesn’t want to be, but that he’s getting scared.

Mickey gave his friend a gentle look. He understood why his friend was probably scared. Seeing what Sora had forgotten, Donald was probably worried about losing his own memories. His memories of his nephews, of his sister who was lost, Daisy. Mickey would bet that Goofy was also worried about losing his memories of his son or his passed wife. Though Goofy was better at hiding it.

Goofy says they should make a promise then and Sora and Donald are confused.

“Hasn’t it been proven that promises can be forgotten?” Roxas asked, tipping his head to the side slightly. He didn’t say it to be mean, but it had already been proven that promises could be forgotten and twisted.

“I think it’s the idea behind it,” Ven offered to his mirror image with a shrug.

“Also, it will get remembered in some way,” Mickey offered, causing many of the teenagers to look at him. “Even if you forget it, your heart remembers it. Like Sora remembering his promise with Riku even though he didn’t truly remember it.”

“Huh,” Sora murmured, thinking it over. “Does it work with everything?” Mickey could only shrug at that. He assumed, but he wouldn’t know for sure.

Goofy says that what Sora said back there got his brain thinking and he says that whenever you make a promise that super big it gives you the courage to face scary stuff.

Ven couldn’t help but agree with that. While it wasn’t a promise specifically, having the Wayfinder in his pocket and knowing that it meant his connection with his friends had given him a lot of courage when he needed it most. When he had to face Vanitas, face Master Xehanort.

Donald and Sora agree and the three of them make a promise that they’re always going to be friends even when they’re scared or get separated or even sort of forget each other.

Always, Sora thought. They’re always going to be my friends. All of them, Donald and Goofy, Kairi and Riku, everyone I meet on my journey. They’re all my friends and they’re all my power. I’ll defend all of them to my dying day.

“All for one and one for all!”

Mickey smiled when he heard the familiar line. His and Donald’s and Goofy’s first ever meeting, being Musketeers for Princess Minnie. That was the first time he had ever met Minnie as well. He was glad that the line stayed around into the next generation, Donald and Goofy passing it down to Sora.

Naminé is sitting by Riku, watching him.

Naminé stiffened slightly. She remembered what had come next. She wished now that she had fought harder against Marluxia sooner, but she did it eventually. She had to be nice to herself about that.

Marluxia appears behind her.

Vanitas froze at that, his arms tightening around Naminé. That man… he was the last one left who had hurt her, not counting Axel, and now he was there with Naminé. She couldn’t defend herself, not against him when he had a weapon.

In a different room, Axel teleports in behind Marluxia.

“Wait, what happened?” Vanitas asked, worry racing through him. What had happened to Naminé?

“He just grabbed me,” Naminé explained, and Vanitas gave her a concerned look. “I was okay, I promise. I didn’t stay taken for long.” Vanitas grimaced at this but nodded. He couldn’t change it now, it had already happened, but he could stop it from happening again. He swore.

Marluxia tells Axel he has some nerve showing his treasonous face and Axel replies that he doesn’t know what Marluxia could possibly be talking about.

Axel snickered slightly. While learning all that he had about Marluxia, and Larxene, he guessed, had changed the way he thought about the man, it didn’t truly change how he felt about the scenario they had ended in. Marluxia and Larxene had been overconfident, arrogant, to believe they would win, that they had won. It had been fun to drag them down like he had, watching their plans shatter to nothing in front of them.

Both Roxas and Xion shook their heads at their friend’s antics.

Marluxia turns to face Axel and asks him why he let Naminé go.

Because it was right, Axel thought. While he might have justified it a year ago as just messing with Marluxia or making sure that the plan wouldn’t come to fruition, he couldn’t deny that it had been wrong to leave Naminé there, imprisoned within the castle and her own mind. It was the right thing to let her go and he didn’t regret it.

“Thanks, by the way,” Naminé murmured, and Axel looked over at her in surprise. “For letting me go.”

Axel, not really knowing how to respond to that, simply nodded in understanding.

Marluxia says if not for Axel’s needless meddling they could have turned the Keyblade Master to come and serve them.

Sora shivered at that. He didn’t… He couldn’t… He hated the way that sounded. He leaned into Riku’s side and Riku looked down at him, reaching out and wrapping his arm around Sora’s shoulders.

“Are you okay?” Riku asked Sora quietly and Sora blew out a slow breath.

“Yeah,” he murmured in response. “It’s just…” He shook his head, trailing off. It’s okay, he’s gone, Sora told himself. He’s dead.

Roxas made a face at Marluxia’s statement, looking down at his hands. Serve them… That’s what he had done. He had served the Organization ‘well’ and it had ended with Xemnas nearly completing his goal and Xion dead at his feet and Axel sacrificing himself for Sora and-

It hadn’t ended well. Not at all. And he shuddered to think what might have happened had Sora actually fallen under Marluxia’s control.

Axel mockingly mentions Marluxia’s ‘big plan’, saying that they planned to make Naminé rewrite Sora’s memories and turn him into her total puppet.

Xion flinched at the word, biting down on her tongue. She should really stop doing that but she doubted she would ever hear that word without flinching. It reminded her too much of Saix, too much of not knowing whether or not she was going to die the next day due to her performance.

Naminé closed her eyes. I fix it, I fix it.

Axel says that then Marluxia and Larxene would use Naminé and Sora to overthrow the Organization.

“Still don’t know why he wanted to do that,” Axel muttered. What could have been the point?

“Maybe they just wanted power,” Terra offered, hearing Master Eraqus’s voice in the back of his head, and Axel tipped his head in acknowledgment. That was always an option.

Axel asks if he’s right and, to him, it would seem like Marluxia was the traitor. Marluxia asks since when was he suspicious of them.

Since Saix told me to be, Axel thought in his head. You were never going to fool Xemnas. Nothing did.

“How specifically did Xemnas find out that they were traitors?” Kairi asked, looking over at Axel. “You’d think it would be something they’d keep under wraps.”

“Probably,” Axel replied. “But Xemnas knows all. I bet he had the Lesser Nobodies spy on them and then report back.”

“’Lesser’?” Aqua asked and Axel blinked in surprise. How would someone not…? Right, Keyblade Wielders from the past.

“Basically, Nobodies who didn’t retain their sense of self after they became one, like me or Roxas or any of the other members or the Organization,” he responded. “Naminé as well. Lesser Nobodies are basically… kind of just like the Heartless, in a way. No thoughts or ideas, simply the drive to attack. Us ‘Greater’ Nobodies can control them, if needed.”

Aqua nodded, filing away the knowledge in her head. She wondered if the room would be able to provide her with a notepad, so she could keep track of all the information she was gathering and the thoughts she was having. It gave Naminé a sketchbook, so she would assume. Maybe she could ask after this.

Axel rhetorically asks if any of them have the heart to believe anyone.

Naminé looked up at that. She remembered what she had thought. She and the others… they had to have some sort of emotions, they had to.

She resolved to tell them the next time they had a break.

Marluxia chuckles and assumes that Axel only eliminated Vexen to obtain proof of their plan.

Well, yes, but I also wanted to, Axel thought, remembering dark cells and pain and Heartless digging their claws into his side, so it wasn’t like he had been opposed to destroying the man.

Axel remarks that he didn’t want to do that, but it was Marluxia’s order.

“Liar,” Roxas muttered, looking over at him slightly, and Axel shrugged a single shoulder. He had already explained, most, of his reasoning. It was just up for Roxas to accept it.

Axel summons his chakrams, much to Marluxia’s amusement. Axel recounts the order Marluxia gave him, ‘eliminate the traitor’, and says that he always follows orders.

Or, I tried to, Axel thought, looking over at Xion, then Roxas. Until those orders meant I had to hurt my friends. Not that it saved us in the end.

Axel says that Larxene paid the price for disloyalty when she disappeared and that Marluxia must do the same. He attacks Marluxia and the two of them fight.

Several of the teenagers leaned forward in excitement when they watched Axel and Marluxia fight. Riku, Xion, and Roxas had all seen Axel at his best, but none of the others had.

Sora frowned as he watched Axel fight. He remembered back when they were fighting all the Nobodies together. While that fight had ended in Axel’s death, that had only been because he put his whole being into an attack, not because one of them had killed him. And yet, the way Axel was fighting here was different from their fight. It almost looked like Axel had been… tired, during their fight against the Heartless. But why?

Kairi had to admit, even though she was still the slightest bit scared of Axel, now seeing all this, it was clear the man hadn’t really tried to hurt her when he kidnapped her. He didn’t attack her, even though that would have stopped her from running away, and he had even come back for her, even if she hadn’t really seen the outcome of that fight. She could tell that Axel had lost, but nothing more than that. Now, seeing this, she was even more worried and relieved that Sora had ended Saix, if the man had been good enough to beat Axel when he was like this.

Ven smirked, not being able to stop the quiet giggles that were slipping from him. It seemed like Lea had definitely learned to fight better in the eleven years they’d been apart. He wondered who would win a spar between them now, if they were to fight again.

Axel says that the Organization’s betrayed and in that name, he will annihilate Marluxia.

“Are you always this dramatic during your fights?” Vanitas asked, arching an eyebrow, and Aqua hummed.

“You have no room to talk,” she sniped back with huff and a slight curling of her mouth into a grin, not looking away from the screen. Vanitas whipped his head around to stare at her. He had… that tone hadn’t been hostile, right? He was really… He was really going insane. He’d been stuck near the Light-bearers for too long.

Marluxia tells Axel that the line’s not him and Axel says he had to try it out once.

Axel tipped his head to the side slightly. He wondered if Marluxia could tell that he had already had… distinctive feelings for the Organization. Sure, he still believed that the place could give him his heart back and Saix was there, so of course he was loyal, but already… already he was looking at Roxas and Xion and frowning and wondering and maybe… Marluxia had realized that.

The two of them fight some more before Marluxia summons Naminé in front of him.

Vanitas froze. “Is he… using you as a shield?” He hissed out, tightening his arms around Naminé slightly, and Naminé nodded. Vanitas looked over at Axel with a glare. He better not…

Axel pointedly didn’t meet his eye.

“I’m okay,” Naminé told Vanitas, tipped her head up so she could look at him. “I was fine. I didn’t get hurt.”

Vanitas hummed almost in disbelief but didn’t say anything.

Kairi hated the fact that Naminé looked terrified. She didn’t deserve it, none of it. She understood Vanitas’s anger towards the scene happening.

Axel asks Marluxia if Naminé’s his shield and tells him that it won’t do that much good for him.

“Axel?” Sora asked, giving the man a look, and Axel sighed.

“I wasn’t going to hurt Naminé,” he told them, looking a few of them, specifically Vanitas, in the eye. “No matter what. I wouldn’t have stopped fighting, but I wouldn’t have attacked her. At most, I would have removed her from the situation, that could have ended in her slightly banged up, but she wouldn’t be dead.” How could he hurt her when she reminded him so much of ‘Ri and the girl from the dungeon? When she was the representation of innocence that could still, maybe, exist in the terrible world they lived in?

“Good,” Vanitas murmured, resting his chin on top of Naminé’s head, and the girl laughed slightly, leaning back to be closer to him. She hoped he would calm down a little bit, once she was out of actual danger. Something that was going to happen very soon, if she was remembering right.

Marluxia remarks if he wonders and calls out to Sora, asking if he’s listening. Sora is revealed to have just entered the room.

“Oh, he’s going to pit the two of you against each other, isn’t he?” Terra realized, hating the way the plan reminded him of Xehanort. “In order to eliminate Axel.”

“Yep,” Axel responded. Both Xion and Roxas looked away, remembering the fight against the Heartless that in truth ended up being each other.

“Sorry,” Sora apologized to Axel and the man gave him a look.

“Don’t apologize, we were on separate sides at that time,” he told the younger boy. “I know you’re not going to attack me now, so…”

“I wouldn’t,” Sora promised, and Axel chuckled.

“There, see?” Axel waved a hand dismissively. “It’s fine.”

Axel is intrigued and Marluxia tells Sora that Axel’s willing to harm Naminé to get to him.

Axel shook his head. On the one hand, it was nice that he had a reputation that would lead someone to believe that of him, it had always helped him and Saix, and then Roxas and Xion, in the past. On the other hand… it hurt that he did. And only reminded him of everything he had done in the past decade to get that reputation.

Marluxia asks Sora if he’s going to let that happen and Sora summons his Keyblade to fight Axel.

Sora couldn’t help but wince at that. He knew his heart and memories were messed up at this point, due to Naminé’s meddling, but he didn’t… he didn’t like how his past self was so quick to jump into battle. He knew he had to, he had to save the worlds and his friends and everyone else, and usually that was through battle, but sometimes… sometimes he didn’t want to fight. He tried to reach out to people when he could, but he didn’t know if he would be able to continue to do that. They had been brought here because of a great danger that was coming after this, that’s what Brain had said, and Sora doubted that he would be able to stop that threat by talking to them.

Though, at least this time, he had Riku and Kairi at his side. And all the others, once they were able to get bodies for them or save them from wherever they were trapped. Or figure out how they were there because Axel was most certainly dead.

Axel condescendingly asks Sora if he’s Marluxia’s puppet already and Sora counters that after he defeats Axel, Marluxia’s next.

“And congrats Sora,” Axel told him with a grin. “You succeeded at that.” Sora tried to smile back at him.

Riku carefully unwound his arm from around Sora’s shoulders. Hopefully the boy was better now that they had moved on from whatever had worried him before.

Axel tells Sora they’ve got more in common than Sora might think and says he’d really rather not fight him, but he can’t dishonor the Organization, now can he?

“You’re really doing your best to just confuse the heck out of him, aren’t you?” Xion said, twisting to look at Axel. “Literally nothing you’re saying is making sense.”

Axel shrugged. He’d been having a rough couple of days, with being separated from Roxas, seeing Sora fall deeper and deeper into Marluxia’s trap, and feeling bad whenever he saw Naminé. Getting the chance to kill Vexen and then simply trying to get the heck out of dodge had meant that his logical circuits were doing their best, but there wasn’t really much to go off of.

Marluxia leaves with Naminé.

“I was okay,” Naminé told Vanitas before the boy could ask, knowing what probably went through his head. “I was fine, Marluxia didn’t hurt me.”

Vanitas didn’t reply but he did nod, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. It was fine, he was sure that Naminé got out of this okay if she was actively saying so, he just… he really didn’t like this. There was no one to protect Naminé, it was just her and the person who had manipulated and abused her, and there was no one to protect her, no one to stop Marluxia if it was needed, and it was too much like there was nobody there for Vanitas, it was just him, the Unversed, and Master Xehanort, and he couldn’t-

Axel fights Sora, Donald, and Goofy.

Kairi was glad, again, for the fact that because they were in between floors, Sora didn’t have to fight using cards like the last couple of times. Instead, he was able to just fight normally with his Keyblade, something that was clearly more comfortable for him. And this meant that Donald and Goofy could help him as well.

As they fight, Axel mentions that Sora has nothing on ‘him’.

Roxas blinked. “Are you… talking about me?” He asked and Axel nodded. But you had only known me for like three weeks at this point, Roxas thought but didn’t say anything more. He didn’t know what he would say to that.

After a while, Axel backs off, holding his side, and says that Sora’s better than he thought he’d be.

“You’re not… You’re not actually hurt that badly, are you?” Roxas asked, worry racing through him as he saw that Axel was injured. “You’re okay?”

“I was fine,” Axel said. “Well, I was a little banged up, fight after all, but I wasn’t close to dying.” Well, mostly. “I just needed to seem like I was. So, I could make an easy escape.”

Sora felt a little bad for hurting Axel, but the man was stopping him from getting to Naminé, who really needed him at the moment.

Axel remarks that it was worth saving him after all and Sora asks what he means.

“You meant through sabotaging Marluxia’s and Larxene’s plan, right?” Sora asked and Axel nodded.

“Couldn’t let anything happen to my best friend’s Somebody, who knew what would happen then,” he responded. Also, Saix had ordered him to take down the traitors, but he wasn’t going to bring more attention to that than he needed to.

Axel says that he would hate to kill the suspense before vanishing in the Dark Corridor.

I wonder if I realized he wasn’t dead, Sora thought, tipping his head at the screen. The way Axel had left, it looked similar to how Vexen and Larxene had looked when they died, but not perfectly. I wonder if I realized that he had just left.

Xion shook her head. Axel was really just trying to confuse Sora the best he could.

Sora calls out for Axel and then looks around the room. Goofy says they need to keep moving and Sora agrees, the three of them running through the doorway to the next room.

Naminé winced as she remembered what happened in the next room. She hadn’t done it, that was the best thing, but… she wondered what the others’ reactions would be if she had indeed erased Sora’s memories like Marluxia had wanted her to. She wondered if the others would be as accommodating of her as they were now.

She also wondered how Riku and Kairi were going to react to Sora being willing to let her erase his memories. Probably not too well.

The three of them run into the next room, where Marluxia is waiting with Naminé.

Vanitas relaxed slightly at the sight. Sure, he hated that Naminé was still in the same room as the man, but at least she wasn’t hurt. At least, wasn’t obviously hurt.

Marluxia notes that they’ve defeated Axel and says that he has longed to make the Keyblade’s power his own.

Mickey tipped his head to the side at that, thinking it over. When would Marluxia have learned about the Keyblade? Axel said he had no memories before his time in the Organization, meaning he only had about four years’ worth of memories. And maybe they could attribute it to Roxas joining the Organization, but that had only been a few weeks prior to this. So, it didn’t really match up with his apparent obsession with the weapon, if he had only known about it for a couple of years.

Maybe Xemnas had shared the existent of the Keyblade with the members of the Organization? With the knowledge that Xemnas had apparently been the Nobody of Xehanort in Terra’s body, it made sense that he would have known what a Keyblade was, especially if he remembered being Xehanort, though that didn’t seem likely. He probably still had amnesia, just broken bits of memories. So, if he had these broken bits of memories and told the Organization members about them, it made sense that they would know…

But why was Marluxia obsessed with it? What was so interesting to him about the Keyblade, especially when he didn’t have emotions to latch onto when thinking about it. Mickey frowned. With Marluxia’s death, even if he came back somehow like Axel has, he probably wouldn’t show up again. Whatever threat they were going to face after this probably wouldn’t be related to the man.

Still, Mickey wondered. Why was the Nobody so drawn to the weapon, something that could kill him, something that he had never interacted with?

Sora tells Marluxia to let Naminé go.

Vanitas agreed with him, which made his nose scrunch up slightly. Here he was, agreeing with the sunshine boy. What had the world come to?

Naminé grimaced, just a little, at her past self. Run, you idiot, she thought before looking away. She had just been really scared and didn’t truly see a way out of this, but… Run, run to Sora. Stop standing there and waiting to be rescued.

Marluxia tells Sora he has no chance of winning before instructing Naminé to erase Sora’s memory, much to the shock of everyone else in the room.

Similarly, everyone froze in the watching room.

Kairi sucked in a breath. “Erase… Erase his memory?” She murmured, eyes widening. Without truly controlling her hands, she reached out and grasped Sora’s arm, holding it tightly. “As in, he won’t remember anything at all?”

“I think that’s what Marluxia meant, yes,” Naminé replied, holding her hands tightly in her lap.

“That’s…” Riku trailed off, wanting to reach for Sora as well, wanting to make sure, make sure, that Sora was still there and whole and alive and with his memories, but he could see Kairi holding onto him, so he instead curled his hands into fists. No reason to get in-between the two of them, he couldn’t.

Both Roxas and Xion shivered at that. Their pasts, or lack of them, had badgered them relentlessly through their year in the Organization, especially as questions started to pile up. The idea of amnesia, of forcing it onto another, so that they were stuck without any knowledge of who they were… they hated it.

Roxas glared at the screen. And Marluxia has amnesia! He thought, pressing his hands together, wanting the familiar feeling of holding a Keyblade in his hand and knowing he could reach it. And he’d be willing to induce it into another?

Terra felt his eyes widen. While he didn’t really remember his body’s stint at being an amnesiac, that had mostly been because somehow, he assumed Aqua and maybe a combination of him also fighting back, his and Xehanort’s hearts had been suppressed, leaving a hollow shell of a body with brief memories. And while he and the master had eventually reawoken, there had been difficulties. Xehanort mostly influenced the body they had found themselves in, unable to truly take control, but able to force it into deeper and deeper darkness, regardless of Terra’s attempts to fight back.

But having true amnesia, like Ven’d had? He would hate it. Unable to know who he was, who his friends were? He’d rather die.

Ven bit his tongue so hard he tasted blood. Amnesia… having your past trapped behind a black barrier, behind dreams and hallucinations and brief echoes and screams… He wouldn’t ever wish it on anyone. It sounded like Roxas’d had some version of it, and that made Ven sad for him, but Sora? Having to watch Sora lose all memories of his past, of his family, of his friends like Ven had, it would be devastating.

Naminé starts that if she does that and Marluxia finishes by saying that Sora’s heart will be destroyed.

Ven made a face at that. “Okay, I have a tad bit of problem with that,” he muttered, and he knew that a few of the watchers had turned to him. “Amnesia doesn’t mean your heart has been destroyed.” He huffed and crossed his arms. “I have amnesia. And I still have a heart.”

Vanitas rolled his eyes.

“I think it’s more… metaphysical,” Aqua explained, tapping her chin slightly. “You have a ‘heart’ now, but it might be, and probably is, different from the one you had before. You might have different likes and dislikes now. You might have a different personality or habits.” She gave Ven an apologetic look as she said it, as she knew Ven had a difficult relationship with the idea of his amnesia. “I suppose, you really wouldn’t know.”

“Plus, you formed that new ‘heart’,” Mickey added. “By interacting with others. Interacting with things, finding your new dislikes and habits, finding your new family. Giving yourself room to grow. If that happened to Sora, it might be much harder to create a new ‘heart’ and he might stay unfeeling and hollow forever.”

Naminé couldn’t help but look at the three former Organization members. She wondered… if something like that had happened to them. Happened to her. She supposed she wouldn’t really know until she managed to talk to them about it.

Goofy repeats what Marluxia said, scared, and Donald wonders if Naminé can even do that.

“Well, if we’re going by what the ‘Keyblade Masters’ said,” Vanitas said, watching the screen with perfect accuracy. He wasn’t going to look away until Naminé was safe again. “Anything can do that. A particularly hard hit to the head could ‘destroy a heart’.” He rolled his eyes again. Why was it that Ven was the only one who could ‘regrow a heart’? He was Darkness, he knew he couldn’t, but why, how was that fair, how was that good?

Marluxia says that he would have preferred Sora ‘unmarred’ but that Sora could be rebuilt over time, to Marluxia’s liking.

Again, Sora shivered, and Kairi gave him a concerned look. He was him, no one else, and the idea of someone being able to manipulate him, like Naminé had but with even worse intentions… He didn’t like it. He hated it, as much as he didn’t like to hate things. He was the one who was supposed to save the world, he couldn’t be someone they would need to fight against. He would be betraying the light then, the worlds as well.

Marluxia tells Naminé to do it, but she refuses.

Vanitas smiled. “Good job,” he murmured to her, knowing that he had said it several times in the past hour, but she deserved it. She had gone up against the people that had hurt her, knowing that they would hurt her again for defying them. And yet, she had. He could never. So, she deserved to know that she had done well.

“I wish I could have done it sooner,” she muttered in response and Vanitas huffed.

“You did it though,” he countered. “You did it.” Naminé nodded in response. She supposed she did.

Kairi also wanted to congratulate Naminé, but she didn’t want to intrude on their little moment. She settled for giving Naminé a smile which she was certain Naminé saw.

Naminé says that Sora forgave her even when she deceived him and asks how could she destroy his heart then. She says that she doesn’t care what Marluxia does to her, but she won’t hurt Sora.

“Um, Naminé, you should care about what Marluxia would do to you,” Roxas cautioned, watching the screen carefully. While he knew Naminé survived this, their encounters in the virtual Twilight Town spoke for that, he was still worried if she got seriously injured during the events. It was clear that Vanitas was also worrying about the same thing.

“Maybe,” Naminé admitted, and she heard Vanitas’s breath hitch at that. “But I just really didn’t want to hurt Sora. And I already felt really bad about it so it felt like repentance, in a way.”

“Repentance is good,” Aqua said gently and Naminé looked over at her. “But at the same time, you should live to see that, okay?” Naminé nodded.

“But thanks for not erasing my memory, Naminé,” Sora told her, and she gave him a smile. Well, actually… she thought, but didn’t say anything.

Marluxia starts to threaten her but is cut off by Sora telling Naminé to do it.

“Sora!” Kairi yelped, turning and giving Sora a pointed look, but the boy didn’t look too upset about the turn of events.

“What?” He asked. “I can’t let Naminé get hurt!”

“You also can’t defend her if you have no memories,” Riku said, and Sora turned to him. “Also, you should protect yourself. Letting yourself lose your memories won’t do anyone any favors.”

“Naminé could have gotten hurt!” Sora countered and Xion shook her head.

“Sora,” she said. “Attack Marluxia then. Don’t be so self-sacrificing.” Roxas shot her a look, but pointedly didn’t say the ‘hypocrite’ out loud.

Terra frowned, looking at the teenager sitting near him. It seemed that Sora constantly looked for the solution that would help everyone and specifically, didn’t tend to help him. Stabbing himself to release Kairi’s heart, agreeing to let Naminé erase his memories. Sora didn’t seem to realize there were sometimes ways to fight a battle without sacrificing himself in some way. He always saw himself in the middle of a fight, and not in a bad way like Terra often was, but instead because he couldn’t even comprehend the fact that he wouldn’t be there defending people.

Sora says he doesn’t care and that Naminé can erase his memory.

Kairi gave Sora another upset look.

“I bet I could still take down Marluxia without my memory,” Sora defended, and Vanitas gave him a look.

“No, you can’t, that was the whole bit of the castle,” he told his mirror image. “You forgot how to fight, which is why you couldn’t just take down Marluxia when you first saw him. You had to build up your skills again.”

“And I have Donald and Goofy,” Sora defended, continuing on his line of thought and utterly ignoring Vanitas's remark, and Mickey nodded. At least, he was sure that Donald and Goofy wouldn’t let something extreme happen to Sora, even if Sora was all for it. And they would defend Sora if the worst came to pass.

Goofy asks him why he would say that, and Sora asks who he will have to look after if he doesn’t have Naminé.

Naminé winced at that. Even now, when Sora knew it was fake, her meddling still was messing with his mind and perception.

Kairi looked off to the side. If she hadn’t… realized, she could image how much her heart might have leapt at that, thinking that Sora only wanted to protect and look after her. And even now, it still did, but she knew… she knew it wasn’t for her. It never could be.

Sora repeats himself, telling Naminé to erase his memory and destroy his heart.

Aqua pressed her lips together until they turned white. Why was Sora so obsessed with protecting everyone, with always being the one that had to protect the worlds and Kairi and Riku and everyone? Could it be because he thought he was the only Keyblade Wielder? Or that Goofy and Donald and Mickey told him that he was the ‘Key’ to save everyone? Her nails bit into her palms and she closed her eyes before the slight burning in the back of her throat could turn into tears. Sora was fifteen, fourteen in this flashback, and yet… he wanted to save everyone. He wanted to save everyone even if it hurt him in the long run. Why? Who had told him that? Who had given him that responsibility?

And how did she fix it?

Sora says he promised to always protect her and that she has to believe him.

I did, Riku thought, looking over at Kairi and Sora. I promised to always protect you. And look where that ended up. At least you’re happy now, with Kairi and Goofy and Donald. You’re together again and I won’t let you be pulled apart again. I’ll protect you, even if I have to die for that freedom.

Naminé is surprised and Sora says that he doesn’t need memories to take on someone like Marluxia.

“Yes, yes you do,” Axel muttered, shaking his head, but he didn’t say anything else. He had a feeling it wouldn’t really be appreciated.

Donald says that even if Sora forgets everything, he and Goofy won’t, and Goofy says that they can remember everything for Sora.

Xion looked over at Roxas at that. She remembered things for Roxas, held the memories that were supposed to go to him and held the memories that were supposed to go to Sora. And yet, it hadn’t really been something heroic. It hadn’t been good. Instead, it had led to both their deaths.

Mickey smiled at his friends. They would always be there for Sora, just like they had always been there for Mickey, since that very first mission as Musketeers together.

Sora says that he’ll have all his friends’ memories, so he can piece his own back together.

Ven didn’t think that was how it worked, but he understood the sentiment. Maybe, if you just had someone to remind you of those memories, you could remember them yourself. He wished he had someone to do that for him.

Marluxia calls him an ignorant fool and says that if Naminé uses her powers to erase his memories, he’ll be nothing more than an empty shell.

“Just like a Nobody,” Axel muttered. “Nothing more than a shell, floating around the world with no purpose except given to us by other Nobodies. Except we have memories.” Well, Roxas and Xion hadn’t, but they had created their own.

Marluxia says that Sora’s heart will no longer be able to feel or care, just like Vexen’s pathetic imitation of his Riku.

Naminé made a face at that. Riku had cared, he had cared so much even when he probably shouldn’t have. Even when he knew that he was nothing more than a Replica, that she had messed with his memories and feelings, he had still cared.

Sora perked up slightly at the mention of the other Riku. He wished he remembered meeting that Riku; he wished he was still around. Everyone deserved to live, everyone deserved a second chance. But he was probably gone. Sora sighed. Well, at least he had these memories of meeting him to hold onto and maybe Naminé would be able to give him those memories back, so he would have those as well.

Riku tells him to take another guess and appears out of Dark Corridor above Sora, slashing at Marluxia and sending him sliding backwards.

“Riku!” Sora exclaimed, leaning forward. He was happy that the version of his friend was okay. Naminé must have restored at least part of his heart while she was with him before Marluxia kidnapped her.

Xion watched her brother with a small smile on her face. She was probably never going to be able to meet him, so she wanted all the memories of him that she could get.

Marluxia says that it can’t be, and Sora calls out for Riku. Riku says he’s not Riku, just an imitation.

“That doesn’t make you any less real,” Sora responded to the onscreen boy. Riku deserved his own life to live, just like Roxas, Xion, and Naminé. They were real because they chose to be, and everyone should be helping them with that.

And while he couldn’t help Riku anymore, he would do his best to get Roxas, Xion, and Naminé their own bodies. No matter what.

Marluxia says that Riku is just a shell who had everything taken from him.

Ven pressed a hand to his temple, feeling another headache ripple through his brain. “A shell, A vessel.” Blood spattering the floor, star earrings flashing in the light as the girl stared down the dark.

Axel tipped his head to the side. Marluxia’s sentence sounded rather… personal. He wondered if maybe Marluxia was allowing a little bit of his memories to slip in there. Or his lack of them.

Riku asks Marluxia what he could have possibly ever had and that both his body and heart are fake.

“Well, his heart would be different at this point,” Terra pointed out and Aqua turned to him. “Going off what you and the King said, he’s had different experiences by this point. He’d be different, if only be a small bit.”

Riku sighed at that, looking down at his hands. He wished he hadn’t needed to kill the Replica, especially because he was some sort of special to Naminé. He wished the Replica was still around. Something deep in his heart whispered he was. But at this point, there was nothing that could be done and he just hoped Naminé wouldn’t be too mad at him once the Replica’s final moments were shown on the screen.

Riku says there is one memory he’ll keep even if it’s just a lie and says whether or not it was a phantom promise, he’ll protect Naminé.

Naminé flinched, curling up closer in Vanitas’s arms. I’m sorry, she thought to the Replica, to Riku, to the boy she loved. I’m sorry you never got a chance, I’m sorry you never saw that you had one. I wish I could undo what had been done to you, I wish… I wish you would have actually cared for me, not just influenced by my manipulations of your memories.

Kairi looked up at the screen and wondered how she hadn’t seen it before. She had just been blinded by her feelings for Sora, believing that he felt the same way, or would eventually. She doubted she would ever get the chance now.

Marluxia summons his scythe.

“Show me it, please?” “Again?” “I love the design, it’s so pretty!” Soft giggles accompanied by the sound of a Keyblade being summoned. “Here’s if you must.” Ven shook his head slightly, trying to dislodge the headache. He pressed another Cure into himself. What was with these headaches?

Marluxia asks if Riku would willingly shackle his heart to a chain of memories born of lies. He says that Riku is the one who has a heart and yet he would cast off that heart’s freedom.

I didn’t want to imprison anyone, Naminé thought. And I would have undone it all, you just kidnapped me before I could finish. Still, she worried slightly. If she undid the chain completely, would Riku have left her? Left her alone within the white walls? He would have been justified, of course he would, but the thought of him leaving hurt her more than she could even imagine.

Marluxia says they would turn from the truth because their hearts are weak and says they will never defeat him. Sora and Riku attack him, with Donald and Goofy following.

Kairi sucked in a breath, worry racing through her. She tightened her grip on Sora, realizing then that she hadn’t ever let go of him. She knew he would survive, he was there sitting with them then, but it still worried her. And she knew she wasn’t the only one worried.

Riku finally gave in and reached out, placing his hand on Sora’s shoulder to remind himself that he was there, and both Aqua and Terra looked worried for the younger boy. Naminé closed her eyes and looked away and both Ven and Vanitas had to close their eyes as another headache swept across the two of them.

Axel raised an eyebrow in interest. He hadn’t gotten the chance to witness their fight with Marluxia and it was fascinating to see. And he knew Sora made it through it, but he still felt his heart jump a couple of times when Marluxia’s scythe hit too close. Roxas and Xion also looked interested. Neither of them had truly known Marluxia long enough to care about it, not to mention he had hurt several of the people they would consider friends, so they just wanted to see how long he would last. Mickey worried for Sora and hoped that he and the Replica, along with Donald and Goofy, would be able to defeat Marluxia easily enough. Though it was almost never easy.

Sora eventually lands a blow on Marluxia that causes him to stumble backwards, seemingly disintegrating, and Donald asks if he’s gone with Sora giving him a thumbs up.

Axel narrowed his eyes at the screen. That seemed, for a lack of a better term, too easy. Marluxia was a credible threat, that he had never doubted despite all his arrogance, and the other Nobody wouldn’t have been beaten that easily, no way.

Kairi, similarly, didn’t untense at all, even though she saw that the battle was over. It didn’t seem over for some reason.

Marluxia’s voice says that they could say that it was over, and he reappears, saying that what they destroyed was simply an illusion of his.

“Is that… even possible?” Ven asked, pressing his headache back far enough to ask, and Axel hummed.

“Well, Marluxia was always better at… immaterial magic,” Axel explained, remembering watching Marluxia train and grow in the four years he was in the Organization. “Besides his plant magic, he works better in things like illusions, sleep spells, and mind control. Nothing too… concrete.”

“Mind control?” Naminé asked, snapping her head around to stare at Axel. Of all the things she knew of Marluxia, this had not been one of them.

“More like… mind manipulation,” Axel corrected. “He can induce… agreeableness in people, from what I’ve seen. Though he doesn’t use it often.”

“Well, that’s terrifying,” Kairi muttered, and Sora nodded in agreement, not the only one to do so.

“I wonder why,” Aqua murmured. Specialties in magic types usually came from ones that the caster used often or, sometimes, influenced by their environment. But someone with a specialty in immaterial spells wasn’t something she had come across before.

Riku races forward and attempts to hit Marluxia, only for him to vanish again. Riku says it was another illusion and Sora realizes that Marluxia had to be in the next room, through the doors.

“Sora, you better not go in there alone,” Kairi said, giving Sora a look.

“I bet I’ll take Donald and Goofy with me, maybe Riku,” Sora reassured her. “I’ll be fine. I’m here now, aren’t I?”

“Not the greatest reassurance,” Riku muttered, and Sora gave him a look. Terra agreed with Riku, someone could live through a lot. Didn’t mean they were fine. Don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t-

Goofy says they’ll take him on together.

Mickey smiled at his friend. Over and over again, he couldn’t help but see all the ways his friends had changed and grown from that first mission all of them were on together. He was sure their past selves would be flabbergasted to see how far they had gone.

Sora tells Riku to protect Naminé and Riku asks if he doesn’t mind. Sora asks if he should, and they say goodbye, Sora, Donald, and Goofy heading into the next room.

“I think you should have let Riku go with you,” Roxas said, giving the screen a dubious look. “I don’t think this will be an easy fight.”

“Someone had to look after Naminé,” Sora said. “What if something happened?”

I really need to learn to defend myself, Naminé thought, turning the thought over in her head. Before, there had always been someone to protect her and then she didn’t think she would live long enough to need to learn to protect herself. But now, if she was going to live, she couldn’t just be someone that they all had to protect. She needed to be able to protect her friends as well, like Vanitas and Riku.

The three of them run into the next room, where Marluxia is waiting. He says that the emptiness will shatter their hearts here in this world of nothingness and summons a colossal creature in a burst of wind and flower petals.

“What the hell?” Vanitas snapped out, tightening his grip on Naminé in shock, and several of the other teenagers made their own sounds of disbelief, Kairi squeaking in surprise and Xion gasping. Roxas’s eyes had widened and Ven looked surprised.

“What is that?” Riku asked, going through the possibilities in his head. It wasn’t a Nobody, it didn’t look like any Nobody he had ever seen, so what was it?

“Oh,” Axel muttered. “That.”

“What do you mean ‘that’?” Xion asked, twisting to look at Axel, and she wasn’t the only one to do so.

“The running theory,” Axel explained with a grimace on his face. “Is that it’s Marluxia’s Heartless.”

For a second, there was silence.

“Heartless,” Sora said, looking at the screen with wide eyes. “As in, the thing that was created when he became a Nobody. Powered by negative emotions and containing what remains of his heart, Heartless. That Heartless?”

Axel nodded. Aqua made a face. “Can people control their own Heartless?” She asked and Axel shrugged.

“None of the rest of us can,” he replied. “And most of us don’t even know where our Heartless are or even if they still live. No one really knows why Marluxia’s stuck around or why it listens to him, but it’s part of why he’s such a formidable foe.” Axel looked away, remembering the way that Xigbar had smiled when that development was first discovered. Axel always hated the non-answers Xigbar had the tendency to give when he discussed Marluxia and how he had found him, already with amnesia, apparently, but he had never really cared about it before. And now… he supposed it didn’t really matter.

“It looks like a girl,” Ven said, feeling something pound on the back of his head, and several heads snapped to stare at the screen.

“It… does,” Kairi realized, surprise in her voice. It looked like a cloaked girl, if with monstrous proportions, holding a scythe. She had pink hair as well.

“Why would Marluxia’s Heartless look like a girl?” Roxas asked and none of them had an answer.

“Maybe it was someone who meant a lot to him?” Sora offered. “But who he can’t remember now?”

“Sounds terrible,” Vanitas muttered but he had to bite the inside of his cheek when another headache ripped through him. Her, she’s perfect. Slaughter, kill her, don’t let her scream. Laugh, puppet, grab, darkness. This is all I’ve d-

Marluxia says as the lightless oblivion devours you, drown in the ever-blooming darkness, and Sora gets attacked by the Heartless.

Again, Kairi cuddled close to Sora, worried for him. Now, this was a proper fight. This is what she expected of someone who had nothing to lose and everything to gain if he won. And she knew Sora won, she knew he was fine, but it was still hard to watch.

Similarly, many breaths were being held as they watched Sora, Donald, and Goofy attempt to fight the Heartless and Marluxia at the same time.

Sora, Donald, and Goofy fight the Heartless and Marluxia until Sora manages to land a blow on Marluxia. The Nobody and Heartless disintegrate into shadow.

Kairi cheered as Marluxia vanished, shifting her grip on Sora to instead be a hug, holding him close. He was okay, he had gotten through the fight okay. Sora laughed at her cheer but pressed into the hug, reaching out to reciprocate it.

Roxas and Ven added to the joy as well and Terra shook his head at the twin voices. Aqua had a gentle, but relieved, smile on her face and Riku watched Sora in adoration. Xion giggled at Roxas’s cheer. Naminé felt another couple of tears start to slide down her cheek, though she knew that these were from happiness. She laughed, breathless and hysterical, and Vanitas pressed his forehead down on the top of her head, giving her silent comfort.

Axel grinned when he watched Sora take down Marluxia. Sure, the man was interesting and seemed to be some version of a living mystery, but had tried to hurt Sora, and thus Roxas, and had hurt Naminé, even if Larxene was always the bigger threat to the girl. He wasn’t particularly sad to see the man go.

“You’re okay,” Kairi whispered to Sora. “You’re okay.”

“Course I am,” Sora told her. “I always am.”

Sora, Donald, and Goofy walk back out into the room, where Naminé and Riku are waiting for them.

“And now, I get my memories back,” Sora said, and Kairi grinned at him. For once, her heart wasn’t hurting. She was just glad he was okay.

Sora asks if Riku is okay and Riku corrects him, saying that he’s not Riku, just a fake.

“Doesn’t matter,” Sora insisted. “You’re a person. Even if you chose to keep the name or not.”

Riku thought that would be a little strange, but if it would make Sora happy… If only it had come to pass.

Riku says he can’t remember why he was created or when and says that all he can remember is the time with Sora and Naminé.

“Yeah, br- the Replica would have memories of a whole life, wouldn’t he?” Xion realized, cutting herself off before she accidentally revealed how she saw him. She wasn’t ashamed of it, she just thought it probably wasn’t the best thing to drop on some of the other teenagers without a little bit of preamble.

“Yeah, he did,” Naminé said. “A life with me and Sora.”

“So, he already had friends, that’s good,” Sora said, looking back at the screen. He really wished the Replica was still around. If Riku remembered the beaches of Destiny Islands, he should have had a chance to actually see them.

Riku says he knows those memories aren’t real and Goofy asks Naminé if she could use her magic to put Riku’s memory back to normal. Riku says that it’s okay and he’ll deal, turning to walk away.

Don’t leave, Naminé thought, wanting to be able to reach into the screen and drag Riku back, to stop him from leaving and vanishing. Don’t go, please. Don’t disappear.

Sora calls to Riku, saying who cares if someone created him and says that Riku is Riku, and he has his own heart inside of him.

Sora nodded firmly in agreement with his past self. Riku was Riku, no matter what. He was different from Sora’s Riku and that made him his own person. No matter how he was created.

Roxas looked over at his Somebody again. Every time he thought he had heard everything his Somebody had to say to make him shocked, he said something new.

Sora says that Riku’s feelings and memories are his alone and they’re special. Riku says Sora is a good guy and says he doesn’t have to be real to see how real Sora’s feelings are.

Careful, careful, Riku thought, giving the screen a cautionary look. Was the Replica going to make him have to do damage control again? Honestly, it made sense that the Replica felt that way, despite everything Sora had just said, he was a copy of Riku, but he didn’t seem to have the same barriers. And that could be problematic if he kept talking.

Riku says that’s good enough and walks off, despite Sora calling after him.

Don’t leave, Naminé thought. I’m never going to see you again.

Riku hummed as he watched the Replica walk off. If you’re going to pick a fight with me, why didn’t you just stay with Sora? He wondered. It would have been better for all of us.

Donald asks Naminé if she can put their memories back and Naminé says yes, saying that not remembering something doesn’t really mean it’s gone.

“The mind forgets but the heart remembers,” Mickey said and Aqua gave him a nod. Naminé smiled. Everything stayed in the heart, it would remember everything. Even if the mind didn’t.

Goofy asks what she means and Naminé says that when you remember one thing, you remember another and another and the memories are connected. She says that many pieces are linked together, like a chain that makes up everyone, and she explains that she doesn’t actually erase memories, just takes apart the links and rearrange them.

“I wonder if you can actually ever lose your memories for good,” Ven murmured, tapping his cheek as he thought. “It sounds like they’re always there, even if you forget them.”

“I don’t think so,” Naminé replied, and he turned to look at her. “They’re always there, even if they’re hidden in the deepest parts of the heart. Nothing can truly take away memories. Not even time.”

Ven’s eyes widened at that and not for the first time, he felt a little jolt of hope within him. Maybe it was possible to regain the memories he had lost; of the family he had forgotten.

Naminé says that they still have all their memories and Jiminy asks if she can put them back together.

Axel jumped slightly. “Forgot about him,” he muttered, and Roxas snickered slightly. “Oh shush.”

Naminé says she can but first she has to undo the chains of memories she made up herself and after she does that, she’ll have to gather up all the memories scattered across each of their hearts and reconnect them.

Except I interfered with that, Xion thought, remembering the talk she’d had with Naminé, the day in the white room. I interfered with that, and it led to both mine and Roxas’s deaths. Why couldn’t I have just accepted my end when Riku told me about it? Roxas might have survived that way.

She says it might take some time, but she thinks it will work.

“Naminé, I mean in this in the nicest way possible,” Kairi started. “That’s a terrible way to say that it will take a whole year.”

Naminé burst out laughing, leaning on Vanitas, and Kairi blinked in surprise. She hadn’t been expecting that reaction. “In my defense,” Naminé said, looking up at her Somebody. “It wasn’t supposed to take that long. There were… complications.”

Xion winced. That’s a nice way to phrase it, she thought. Roxas echoed her sentiments.

Vanitas looked down at Naminé in concern as the laughter faded into giggles. “Are you okay?” He asked her, taken aback by her reaction. Naminé nodded. She didn’t really know why she had laughed, but she supposed if she was going to remember that year, she was either going to laugh or cry and she had cried enough.

Sora says alright and that they trust her and Jiminy realizes that if Naminé has to undo the links in the memories she made and Naminé says that they won’t remember anything that happened there.

Sora winced, looking down. He wished there would have been a way for him to keep the memories he had gained there in the castle while also regaining the memories he’d lost, but he knew it hadn’t been possible. But it was okay now, because he had the memories now, if secondhand. And he wouldn’t be forgetting again, not if he had anything to say about it.

Sora asks not even her and Naminé replies that it’s the only way. She tells Sora that he has a choice of him either losing the memories of the castle and regaining his old ones or keeping the memories he had here and giving up the ones he lost.

Sora looked off to the side. He knew what he was going to say, he would know even if he didn’t know the outcome of it. He would always want the memories of his friends back, his childhood friends that had always been there for him. He wished he didn’t have to forget Naminé in return, but they could be friends now. And he wouldn’t forget her at all.

Sora asks if he has to choose and Naminé says yes. Sora tells her to make him how he was and Naminé chuckles slightly, sadly, and says of course, that no one needs to keep a bunch of memories that aren’t real, and that Sora wants to remember all the people important to him, saying that anyone would choose that.

Vanitas tightened his grip on her, able to hear the sadness in her voice. Naminé chuckled. “I’m okay, Vani,” she murmured. “I promise.”

“And Naminé,” Sora said, and she lifted her head to look at him. “I know you now, I have memories of you now. And I won’t ever forget them, got it? You’re our friend now, you can’t escape it.” This brought out a more genuine laugh from Naminé, the younger girl giggling, and Sora gave her a smile.

“And I need to take you to the beach and introduce you to my parents,” Kairi added, smiling at her Nobody. “You’re my Nobody, aren’t you? Doesn’t that make you my sister in a way?” Naminé gasped, surprised, and Kairi gave her a grin. “I need to teach you everything you missed, duties of an older sister and all that.”

Naminé curled over, pressing her eyes closed tightly. She didn’t want to cry anymore, she didn’t want to cry anymore, but… “That sounds… wonderful,” she managed and Kairi nodded.

“Good, then that’s what we’re doing once we’re out of here,” she decided. “Once we have a body for you.”

Naminé breath hitched again, and she pressed back into Vanitas’s hug, who pressed his forehead to the top of her head. “You’ll come too, right?” She asked Vanitas and the darkness user froze. “You have to. You’re my friend too.”

Vanitas swallowed. “I… I am?” He asked and Naminé giggled for what had to be the fifth time in a minute.

“Of course, silly,” she muttered. “My best friend.”

Why was there burning in the back of Vanitas’s eyes?

“If…” He didn’t know what to say to her, he highly doubted he was ever going to get a second chance after this, the Keyblade Masters would do what was best for the Light and hunt him down once they got out of here, but he couldn’t bring himself to say that to her. “If you want me to.”

“Good,” she replied. Vanitas sat there, frozen.

Both Xion and Roxas smiled at their friend. They were glad she finally had a group to support her, completely including them, after she had done so much for the both of them. Attempting to help Xion, watching over Roxas when Xion asked it of her, she had done enough for both of them to help her for the rest of their lives. And they had a feeling it wasn’t all she had done either.

Axel grinned softly as well. Good for her, he thought. She deserves it.

Naminé leads them to the thirteenth floor, where there are pods waiting.

“What are those doing there?” Terra asked and Axel shrugged.

“Vexen’s experiments,” he responded. Riku made a face. He bet the Replica had been created in one of the pods.

Xion perked up. I wonder if… I had ever been there.

Roxas shivered, remembering walking through the pods during his last day alive, seeing the people frozen in them. And, eventually, approaching Sora’s pod and being swept away in an instant.

Donald asks if they want to regain their memories, they had to sleep in that, and Naminé says yes, saying that it might take a while, but she’ll take care of them.

Riku tipped his head to the side. If DiZ hadn’t ever shown up, or him and Mickey, was Naminé prepared to just wait there for a year, slowly healing their memories and never leaving? He couldn’t imagine she would like that too much, but it wasn’t like DiZ had made it any easier. If DiZ hadn’t shown up, at least he and Mickey would have been there, to help her along and make sure she at least got out a little bit, maybe take her a to a few worlds she’d never seen before.

For not the first time, Riku regretted DiZ ever getting involved in this.

Goofy says that when they wake up, they won’t remember who Naminé is anymore and Donald wonders how they’re going to thank her.

Mickey smiled. Just like Donald. Beneath all the bluster and anger, there was genuine kindness. Of course, he was worried about how he was going to thank Naminé when they didn’t remember her.

Naminé smiled, looking down.

Jiminy says not to worry about that and that he’ll make a big note in his journal that says ‘thank Naminé’ and Donald says that makes him feel better.

Sora nodded. So that’s where that had come from. It was good that Jiminy had made that note, otherwise he never would have thanked Naminé. And now he knew that the thanks was worth even more, seeing what she had truly done for him over and over again.

Goofy wishes Naminé a good night and he and Donald walk over to two of the pods. Naminé tells Sora him too and Sora agrees, heading over to the pod.

And then we sleep for a year, Sora thought. Getting all our memories back. And then take on the Organization. He hoped that the year hadn’t been too hard on Naminé, getting their memories couldn’t have been an easy feat.

Naminé says that all of it might have started with a lie but she’s really glad she could meet him.

“I’m glad I got to meet you too,” Sora told Naminé, and the girl smiled at him. “And I’m glad you’ll be sticking around.”

“Hopefully,” Naminé said, and Sora nodded at that. It was clear that she and the other Nobodies were alive in some capacity within their Somebody’s hearts, or they wouldn’t be there then, so all it would take would be finding a way to get them out of their hearts and get new bodies for them.

Easy.

Sora agrees and says that when he finally found her and remembered her name, he was so happy, and the way he felt wasn’t a lie.

“It couldn’t have been,” Sora murmured. Naminé was his friend, he would always be happy to find her. Just like all his friends. And he would hopefully see more of her, once she moved to Destiny Islands. If she wanted to, of course.

Naminé tells Sora goodbye, but Sora says that it isn’t goodbye and when he wakes, he’ll find her and then there will be no lies and they’ll be friends for real.

The two of them exchanged smiles again. It was nice that it had actually come true, as unconventional as this event had been.

Sora asks her to promise him and Naminé says that he’s going to forget making that promise, though Sora counters that the chain of memories will still be there, if in pieces, and thus, the memory of their promise will always be there inside him.

“Nothing is ever really gone,” Mickey said, looking over at Aqua, Terra, and Ven, before moving his gaze to Riku. “As long as it’s important to us, it’ll always be there. Through memories, through our hearts.”

Naminé says he’s right and says that’s a promise, with the two of them linking pinky fingers for a second.

Kairi smiled at the familiar gesture, often exchanged between her and Sora in their childhoods. She had even seen it between Sora and Riku, though usually only when the younger boy insisted upon it. She was glad that it was able to bring a little comfort to Naminé when she needed it.

Sora hops up into the pod and Naminé tells him that some of his memories are deep within the shadows of his heart, and she won’t be able to find them. She tells him not to worry and that he made another promise to someone he could never replace.

Sora looked over at Kairi as he heard Naminé say that. He had a feeling this one was talking about Kairi’s promise, though it could also be Riku’s, he supposed. But it was okay, both were equally as important to him, and he would hold both of them close to his chest, now that he knew both existed.

Naminé tells him that she’s his light in the darkness and that if he remembers her, all the memories in the shadows of his heart will come to light.

They’re both my light, Sora thought, feeling the two charms he had with him, each representing one of them. My friends are my light, my power. And I love them for it.

Riku gave Sora a gentle smile. Good, he thought. Remember her. You deserve her and she deserves you. Your combined light will burn away even the darkest of shadows.

Kairi smiled at the screen. She was important to Sora she knew that, just… not in the way she wanted to be. But that was okay, and she was happy to be his light in the darkness until he was strong enough to push the darkness away on his own.

Naminé tells him to look at the good luck charm and even thought she changed the shape when she changed the memory, when Sora thought of her just once, the charm went back to how it was.

Their bonds are extraordinary, Aqua thought, looking over at the three teenagers. They’re closer than anything I’ve ever seen, especially Sora and Riku. They’re… everything. Everything she and Terra should have been.

Sora pulls out the good luck charm as the pod closes, closing his eyes and, slowly, remembering each and every one of his friends.

Sora smiled when he saw that. Good, he hated that he had forgotten. Now that he had them back, they would help him fight back any darkness, any threat that came to their worlds, no matter how dangerous.

Sora sees a vision of Kairi and calls out her name, remembering her.

Kairi pressed the tears back. Just a little longer, she promised herself, accepting the hug Sora aimed her way at his remembrance of her. I’m important to you. It’ll just take a while to accept it.

The light burns from behind Kairi and Sora turns to see a vision of Naminé, who tells him not to worry and even if he forgets her, their promise can bring her back.

“Promises,” Terra murmured, looking off to the side. He could feel his Wayfinder in his pocket, something he knew the room had conjured. Promises indeed did seem to be something special, something they couldn’t put a name to.

The most powerful thing in their world… seemed to be connection. And wasn’t that just perfect?

Sora says a promise is a promise and Naminé agrees, saying that one day this light will be theirs and it’ll bring them back together. She says until then she’ll be in his heart and Sora says forgotten but not lost.

Sora reached out blindly, reaching for Riku’s hand and grasping it, using it to pull the older boy closer. He was already hugging Kairi, Riku had to be closer for him to hug him too. His friends would always be in his heart, even if he didn’t remember them at the moment. And he would always fight to remember them, no matter what.

Axel reached out, wrapping his arms around his kids and feeling the two of them lean into him. He might have forgotten Xion for a time, but she had always been there, he had always known that there was something just a little wrong with the picture in his head. And now that he had them back, he wasn’t ever going to lose them.

Aqua reached behind Ven in order to grasp Terra’s hand, pulling the three of them into a hug. They were always going to be there for each other, no matter what. No matter what, they would work through it. Ven looked up for the briefest second. Whoever you are, I still know you, he thought to the mysterious ghosts in his head, the ones that haunted every dream of his. You’re still my family. And I’ll find you one day, I’ll remember you one day. I promise.

Vanitas pulled Naminé closer, the two teens pressing their temples together for a quick second. Nothing was going to pull them apart; they wouldn’t allow it. Ever.

Mickey smiled at the room. Good, it was good that they had all had some connection. Keyblade Wielders needed it. He was once again glad that the Ancient Keyblade Wielder had brought them here. This seemed like something that had been well needed.

Kairi is seen standing out on the beach, looking out.

“I was waiting for you,” Kairi murmured, looking over at Sora. “Even when you were gone.”

Selphie runs up to Kairi and invites her to play.

“I’m glad you weren’t alone while we were gone,” Sora told her and she gave him a smile.

The Replica is walking through the hall and Axel appears in front of him, offering his hand.

“You best have not done anything too… you,” Kairi scolded him, looking over at him, and Axel shrugged. He had a feeling they would see eventually, no point in inducing his death early.

A boy is seen walking through a town, stopping and pausing when he passes a group of kids.

Roxas choked when he saw himself, nearly falling off the couch in surprise.

Xion was similarly surprised. “What?” She asked, looking over at Roxas, who shrugged helplessly. He didn’t remember this. He had only worn that outfit when he had been in the simulation, and that was at least a year out at this point in the story.

“This is probably when you first appeared,” Axel explained, and both of the teenagers turned to look at him. “Before Xemnas found you.”

“Huh,” Roxas muttered, giving the screen him another look.

“It seems we might focus on you next,” Aqua offered and Roxas made a face. The last thing he wanted to do was relive his Organization days. He had a feeling that would not go well for anyone.

A circle of seats is seen inside of a void, with several black coated members.

A couple of eyebrows rose. “Welcome to Organization 13,” Axel said, waving at the screen dismissively. “Or what was left of it following this mission.”

It focuses on one of the members.

“Xemnas,” the three former members muttered, and Sora gave the screen a look. Maybe it was going to go over his next adventure next?

Well, whatever it was, they would get through it, all of them together.

They could face whatever was coming next.

Notes:

And that's a wrap on Sora's side to Chain of Memories!

Hello, hi, it's me. Sorry it's been a while, I had stress of exams, a bad case of writer's block, and I got hyperfixated on a different fandom, but I'm back now! I've been really tired the past couple of days, moving slowly, and I don't know if that's going to continue, but it might impact my ability to reply to comments. I swear I'll get to it, I love responding to them, but I might not be able to do it immediately like I usually do. I promise I'll do it eventually, maybe in chunks for the next couple of days, but just keep that in mind.

Translation Notes:
Nothing too special here, but remember the Aitsu I brought up a couple of chapters ago? Well, it makes a quick reappearance here. When Sora calls out to Repliku as he's leaving, he just says Riku's name twice in the English version, but in the original language, he calls Riku's name once and then calls him aitsu. Just a little thing there to add to the theory.

Notes:
!. The discussion they really quickly had about Marluxia's specialty in magic is my way of trying to rationalize all the power boosts they gave Marluxia in KH3. I, personally, headcanon that he's using those because he had a tendency to use them as Lauriam, given where he grew up, and it was a bit of his old self coming through before the memories did, induced by dying once and having his heart briefly return to him.

Well then, I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. The next one will be a break chapter, which is actually shaping up to be a pretty long chapter, so I don't know when that's going to be out, but I hope it won't have as long a wait as this. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I hope you have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 34: A Moment to Breathe

Notes:

There is one (1) swear word in this chapter and it is richly deserved.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

“I think we need another break,” Aqua murmured as the screen finally went dark. Sora was leaning on the back of the couch, seemingly processing the fact that he had finally gotten his memories fully back of what had happened during that week. Or well, at least he knew what had happened now. He still couldn’t really remember it.

“That’s a good idea,” Mickey agreed and Riku frowned, thinking it over. He wondered… would they see what happened to him in Castle Oblivion next? He didn’t think so, the screen so far had been focusing on Sora, which made sense, but he still wondered.

“We don’t need to sleep?” Roxas brought up, raising an eyebrow. He was still a little… off, from seeing everything that had gone down with Axel at Castle Oblivion, but it wasn’t like before. He had been able to figure that several of them had come straight from fights, Sora and Riku specifically, so taking that time to sleep and recuperate made sense, but now? It had only been four hours, he guessed.

“Sleep, no,” Terra agreed with him. “But taking a moment to process isn’t that bad. Plus, there might be conversations that need to be had.”

Xion nodded at that. Vanitas looked down at the girl still settled in his lap. “You want to get off?” He asked her, but kept his voice lowered to not give the impression that she had to. If she wanted to stay, that was fine with him.

“I should,” she murmured and finally got off, nearly stumbling slightly on her legs once she was standing. They needed a second to get feeling back in them.

Her standing seemed to trigger something, because others started moving. Sora spun to Riku, probably to grill him more about the memory between them, while Xion had tugged on Axel’s sleeve. The older man, realizing what kind of conversation was going to happen, stood and gestured with his head towards the door to the smaller room. The three Nobodies disappeared into it.

Aqua stood, stretching slightly. She wasn’t used to being this sedentary for long. In the Realm of Darkness, especially once she lost her Keyblade, she had to keep moving or be overwhelmed with Heartless. And even then, she had taken many scrapes and bruises and hits to the head only healed with Cure spells.

She found her eyes drawn over to the other Keyblade Master in the room and headed over, seeing the mouse king watching Riku with careful eyes. He was clearly deeply attached to the boy, something that made Aqua… sad, in a way. Ever since Terra had revealed he Bequeathed Riku, and honestly, how hadn’t Aqua realized that when she had met the boys, it would have been obvious, she had wished even more that none of this had happened. Terra should have had his chance to train his own pupil, especially one that seemed very similar to him.

But Xehanort had to go and ruin it and now Terra had to see the boy he had chosen by mentored by someone else, probably not even knowing he existed. It had been eleven years after all, for the boys, and they might not remember. She certainly didn’t, and she had been in a place where time had been going faster.

“Mickey,” she hummed as she came to his side and the Keyblade Master jumped slightly, turning to look at her. “What are we going to do?”

The king sighed, a gentle smile on his face, and he shook his head. “I don’t know,” he replied. “Whatever it is that we’re supposed to face in the future, something that was bad enough to drag us in to see the future in order to stop it… I don’t know. I can’t imagine.”

“And these kids are going to get dragged into it,” Aqua murmured, looking around the room again. Everything within her shrieked to stop it, to keep them safe because they had all clearly gone through enough but… Why were the worlds left to a bunch of kids?

And she didn’t mean that derogatorily, they had clearly done their best and were wonderful kids but they were still children. Sora, Kairi, Roxas, Naminé, and Xion were all fifteen. Ven, Vanitas, and Riku were all sixteen, and even she and Terra were only eighteen. Axel might have technically been an adult, but it was clear that he was also struggling and needed some version of support. And while none of them knew how old Mickey was, probably ancient, it didn’t mean the Keyblade Master should have to face everything alone.

“All we can do is be there to support them,” Mickey offered to her and Aqua shook her heads.

“And half of us aren’t even there,” she murmured and Mickey gave her a sad look. “They’re paying for our sins. As they always have.”

~

“Okay, how do we want to start this?” Axel asked, sliding the door closed behind him and Xion let out a long sigh, sinking down to the floor. Roxas settled down next to her and Axel shrugged to himself, sitting across from them.

“Did you kill anyone else in Castle Oblivion?” Roxas asked immediately, looking Axel in the eye, wanting to try and prepare himself even more for whatever would come next, and Axel nodded without hesitation.

“Yes,” he responded and both Xion and Roxas flinched. “While I didn’t land the blow, I manipulated the Riku Replica into murdering Zexion. I doubt he would have done it had I not encouraged it.”

“Why?” Xion asked and Axel winced. How much of this did he want to get into? He promised them answers, yes, but most of those answers related to… Saix, and he could still feel where his former friend’s claymore had carved into his side, the blood and pain and betrayal and sadness that had gone through him at that. How could he…?

“He was… in the way,” Axel settled on, looking off to the side for a second, and Roxas made a noise of anger, confusion, and frustration.

“In the way of what?” He asked and Axel bit his lip.

“Of Saix,” he eventually answered and could see the second the name registered to both of the teenagers. Their fear and anger and Axel honestly didn’t think it was undeserved. Saix had hurt them both badly and as much as he wanted to hold onto Isa and everything he had been to Lea, he would have to admit one of the these days that Isa was dead and Saix was all that was left.

It was just… hard.

“Saix?” Roxas hissed and Axel nodded. “Him?”

“Yes, him,” Axel confirmed. “He and I… had an alliance. We had a goal and it required Saix to be closer to Xemnas.”

“What goal?” Xion asked and Axel sucked in a breath. X, missing girl, his friend who had never seen the sun, gone and missing and dead and he had only wanted his friend back because he had already lost his sister and his grandmother and he was losing Isa over and over and over again and-

“Saix and I, we didn’t really trust Xemnas,” Axel explained, shoving the thoughts of X to the back of his head. She was dead, she couldn’t still be alive. There was no point in bringing her up. “We thought there was a lot he wasn’t telling us.”

Roxas scoffed. “That didn’t stop Saix from following him.”

“Saix needed to be close to Xemnas, in order to try and get his secrets,” Axel attempted, but he knew it was hollow. After everything he had seen and done, he didn’t even know if he believed in Saix’s plan anymore. He didn’t know if he had ever believed in it or if he had just been desperately holding onto something that he didn’t want to lose.

“But I suppose it doesn’t matter now,” he finished, looking off to the side, unable to meet the eyes of his kids. “We all know how it ended.”

For a second, none of them said anything.

“Axel…” Xion murmured, and Axel looked up at her. She was staring at her lap, hands held tightly, and Axel could see that she was trembling slightly. “You… did a lot, didn’t you?”

Axel sighed, wincing. “Yeah, I did,” he replied. “And I don’t know if I did it because I had to or because I wanted to or if I was just so angry and hateful of the world, I just had to lash out.” He closed his eyes, and he could see Radiant Garden in his mind, sunny summer days with Isa, running in the grass with ‘Ri, even his fun, childish duel with Ven. When everything was happy and simple, and he was allowed to be the child he didn’t know if he ever grew out of.

So many lost childhoods, he thought. Sora, Riku, Roxas, Xion, Kairi, even the others. He remembered ice cream and laughter, from a month ago, from a decade. Mine as well.

“You’re going to see more of it,” he said, and Roxas’s gaze burned into his own. “You’re going to be upset.” Roxas couldn’t hold his gaze and looked away with a scowl. Axel wilted slightly and Xion reached out, resting her hand on Roxas’s knee. The other teenager looked at her, placing his own hand on hers and for a second, they didn’t say anything, just stared at each other.

A puppet turning to a weapon and vanishing in a shower of sparks sat between them, unspoken and heavy.

They had promised Axel it wouldn't change anything, but it seemed their minds were doing their bests to prove them wrong.

“Well, that’s why we’re here, isn’t it?” Roxas asked rhetorically after a moment, squeezing Xion’s hand and looking back at Axel. “To make things better. To talk about things we wouldn’t have before.”

“And if we have a life after this,” Xion murmured, smiling softly at the both of them. “I would like to have it with you two. No arguing.”

Axel huffed out a laugh. “Well, everyone argues kid,” he told her and Xion gave him a playfully dour look. He raised his hands in surrender. “Hey, it happens. Part of being human.”

“And that’s what we will be,” Xion said, reaching out with her other hand to place it on Axel’s knee. “When this is all over. Human. Together. Safe.”

“That’s the idea,” he responded with a bittersweet grin. “That’s the hope.”

He wondered for a moment if he should bring up the elephant in the room. How were he and Xion alive? Had they been brought back from whatever afterlife existed in the worlds? Was there something else at play here? Was it even possible for the two of them to be restored like Roxas could be in the future? Or would they just drift into the dark after this ended, leaving Roxas to carry on alone?

Part of him said that he should say something.

But, staring at Xion and Roxas as they smiled at each other, he couldn’t find it him to bring it up. He wanted to just live in this moment of happiness for as long as he could.

~

“So,” Naminé started, giving Vanitas a smile. The darkness user tipped his head to the side in confusion. “What was with the summoning of the dark creature?”

“Oh,” Vanitas said, cursing himself for letting his emotions slip through during that moment. Nothing good had ever come from an incident like that. “It was… nothing.” Naminé raised an eyebrow at him, and Vanitas found himself wilting away from it. But not… it didn’t feel like when he had to duck his head, to try and make himself smaller so Master Xehanort wouldn’t hit him. This felt more… friendly?

“It was an Unversed,” Vanitas admitted after another second, keeping his voice low. Thankfully, none of the others in the main room were interested in them, Aqua and Mickey enraptured in their own conversation, similar to Terra and Ven as well as Riku and Sora.

“’Unversed’?” Naminé repeated and Vanitas nodded.

“They are… manifestations of my emotions,” Vanitas continued. “Usually dark emotions. I don’t- I don’t know if they can come from positive emotions at all.” Ignoring his conversation with the king the night before, he wasn’t sure anyone had really asked about the Unversed at all. Master Xehanort had just seen them as a weapon. Just like Vanitas.

“They’re adorable,” Naminé noted, and Vanitas blinked in surprise.

“They don’t all look like that,” he said blankly, taken aback, and Naminé gave him an interested look. “That was just a Flood. It’s the most common type. But they have a great many forms.” If anything, Naminé looked more interested, and Vanitas was quickly regretting this line of conversation. “Trust me, they’re not something to like.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” Naminé dismissed with a wave of her hand and Vanitas blinked rapidly again. No one had ever reacted to his Unversed like that. “It looked very huggable.”

Vanitas got the urge to check her for a concussion even though there was really not a chance for her to have one. It was the only thing that made sense for why Naminé was reacting like that.

Naminé looked around, presumably for something, only for her eyes to land on the door against the wall, where the three other Nobodies had disappeared into. “There’s something I need to do,” she told him, patting him on the shoulder slightly. “I’ll be right back.”

Vanitas’s head snapped up, mouth opening to tell her not to leave him here alone with the other Light-Bearers, but she was already disappearing into the room.

Vanitas abruptly felt very out of place.

Coincidentally, Aqua ended her conversation with the king and looked around.

Don’t look at me, don’t look at me, don’t look at me, Vanitas chanted in his head, doing his best to look natural. Don’t- damn it!

Aqua headed towards him and Vanitas wondered if it would be okay if he bolted after Naminé.

“Vanitas,” Aqua said and Vanitas curled his hand into a fist, able to feel his nails even through the glove. He tried to fit his body back into the arrogant stance that he had learned to take up back when he was fighting them constantly but he hadn’t had to in a while and it felt like trying to fit into a box that was no longer molded to him and he couldn’t do this because that was a Keyblade Master who made it very clear she wanted him dead, dead, dead and-

“Yes?” He asked in an easy drawl, raising an eyebrow at her, and he was very aware of Ven and Terra both trying and failing to look like they weren’t watching the two of them. “What can I do for you Master Aqua?”

She made a face at that, a quick one that seemed more… uncomfortable, then any of the reactions she had made in the past, but it was clear she quickly discarded it.

“I don’t…” Surprisingly, the Keyblade Master seemed slightly lost for words and Vanitas felt confusion run through his veins. If Aqua wasn’t here to threaten him, why was she talking to him?

“I don’t understand you,” Aqua eventually settled on and Vanitas could only just barely keep the mask of bored disinterest from where it wanted to shift into surprise. That was what she wanted to say? And whatever the hell did that mean, their lack of understanding of each other was pretty obvious.

“You don’t say?” He asked sarcastically, trying trying trying to slip back into the mold that Master Xehanort had hammered into him but it felt wrong wrong wrong.

“You-,” Aqua cut herself off again and one of her hands curled into a fist. Vanitas wondered if she was going to punch him and subtly pressed his weight into the balls of his feet, so he could dodge easier. If he fought back, he knew it would only end badly for him, so it would be better to just avoid the conflict. Someone going after someone who just dodges usually gets bored quickly, Vanitas knew that from experience.

“You care for Naminé,” Aqua stated and Vanitas felt his shoulders drop slightly in surprise, his eyes widening a fraction. Of all the things…

“What makes you say that?” Vanitas wondered aloud, rolling his eyes theatrically, fake fake fake, and Aqua frowned at him.

“You care for Naminé and yet…” She swallowed harshly, looking more confused than Vanitas had ever seen her, and Vanitas wondered if Aqua had a point to this conversation.

“Let’s say I do,” Vanitas muttered, rolling his shoulders back slightly, trying to fit back into that mold again. “What are you going to do about it?” He tried to emulate Neverland, Radiant Garden, but it just felt hollow, even more than it had the first time.

“It’s good,” Aqua said and Vanitas wasn’t able to stop the surprise that flashed across his face then, despite his best attempts. Ven shot him a look from his place on the couch, something that could have been concern, but people don’t get concerned for Vanitas so what was happening?

Aqua finally sucked in a breath, closing her eyes for the briefest second, and when she opened them, she looked like a Master and Vanitas bit his cheek to stop from flinching backwards, and when Master Aqua fixed him with her gaze, he couldn’t move, couldn’t hide.

“I don’t understand you,” she said, eyes boring into him and making him feel pinned, alone, trapped, and he knew if she was able, she would have been holding her Keyblade. Probably pointing it at him. “But your care for Naminé is real and I’ll admit to that. Maybe you’ve changed.” She looked like that statement hurt her to say but Vanitas was still reeling, still questioning, and Master Aqua rolled on. “So, I suppose I should stop treating you like I did eleven years ago, as you aren’t that person anymore.” She blinked at him, and Vanitas still couldn’t move, couldn’t hide, couldn’t protect himself. “I wonder why you acted like you did eleven years ago.” Master Aqua shook her head slightly and shrugged a shoulder. “I guess we’ll find out eventually.”

She turned on her heel and walked back to her couch and Vanitas finally felt like he could breathe again.

Only to freeze in fear.

They weren’t… actually going to see what happened during those four years?

They couldn’t.

Could they?

~

Knuckles rapped on the door and the was the only warning Roxas got before Naminé opened the door quietly and slid it shut behind her.

“Naminé?” Xion asked and Naminé made a face.

“Sorry if I interrupted you, but I have something I need to discuss with you,” she replied. “All three of you.” She aimed the last bit at Axel, who had made a move to get up, causing the older man to shrug and settle back down. Roxas scooted back slightly and allowed Naminé to join the little circle they had created.

She gave him a smile as she settled down.

“So, what is it?” Axel asked and Naminé took a deep breath. Roxas wondered what it was she had to talk to them about.

“We have hearts and emotions,” she announced, and Roxas felt the breath get punched out of him. “I think all Nobodies do.”

For a moment, all was quiet.

“Uh, what?” Axel asked, a slightly uncomfortable chuckle slipping out with his words. “Naminé, we’re Nobodies. We don’t have hearts, that’s the whole bit.” He gave her an uncertain look. “Y’know, the hearts go and create Heartless?”

“In the beginning, maybe,” Naminé conceded, and Roxas was still working to get his breathing back to normal. Naminé thought they had hearts? “But I don’t believe it stays that way.”

What are you talking about?” Roxas rasped out, giving Naminé a look that he knew must be wide-eyed and surprised. “We can’t have hearts, we’re Nobodies!” Naminé got a triumphant grin on her face.

“Then what do you call that?” She asked, pointing at him. “You just reacted with surprise. Shock. You need a heart to do that.”

Roxas stared at her blankly, mouth hanging open.

“Yeah, we act out emotions based on our memories,” Axel interjected, raising a hand in a ‘stop’ motion. “We don’t actually have emotions.”

“What memories?” Naminé asked, waving a hand at Xion and Roxas. “They don’t have any memories to base it off of. And yet, they’re emoting. Clear as day. So are you and I.” She leaned forward slightly. “Don’t you remember that conversation we had? Before you died?”

“Fool’s hope to give comfort before the end,” Axel countered and Naminé shook her head wildly.

“No, it was real,” she insisted. “And I think you know it.”

Axel looked like he was going to argue more but Xion interrupted the both of them. “We… have hearts?” She asked in wonder, pressing a hand to her chest, and Roxas found himself subconsciously copying her.

He hadn’t ever really done it, always content with the idea that he didn’t have a heart. That this was what everything was working towards, hearts of their own.

He pressed a hand to his chest, really tightly, and felt the thrumming beneath it. Repetitive, constant.

A heart.

And everything he had felt, everything he had done, came into stark clarity.

The anger he had felt when Xion died, the sadness at having to fight Axel. The rage at DiZ, the calm quiet of his fight with Sora. Here, in that room, feeling shock and joy and laughter and pain and hurt and sadness and happiness and love and and and and-

Emotions.

From his heart.

“Xemnas is a liar,” was what ended up slipping out of his mouth, barely there, barely more than a breath, but it was enough to drag the attention from him in the otherwise quiet room.

“Holy shit,” Axel muttered, looking like he was questioning everything, and Roxas was sure he looked the same way. There were… tears gathering in Xion’s eyes and Naminé just looked relieved, staring around at the three of them.

“We… we have hearts,” Xion whispered, and a tear slipped down her cheek. “We have emotions. We’re… we’re people.”

“When did this happen?” Axel asked no one in particular and Roxas wanted to know the same. Because he hadn’t felt anything those first couple of weeks and then he met Xion and lost Axel and found Axel and it had been real, everything he had felt, it had been real. He had loved them, he had laughed with them, he had felt joy and sadness and anger and pain and-

“I think it develops,” Naminé replied. “I think hearts can develop. I didn’t have emotions in the beginning but then I met Sora and I… suddenly did. I wanted to know him, and I felt fear and anger and happiness and love-,” she cut herself off then, pressing her clasped hands to her chest. “But I didn’t realize until now. Because I had always been told I didn’t have emotions.”

Love, Roxas’s mind whispered. Love. Oh, so complicated. He had wondered what love was, how strong it had to be to drive everyone to do everything. Sora, Riku, Kairi, Axel, and all the rest. He had wondered what it would feel like, when he finally got his heart and could feel love.

He wondered if he had already felt it and just hadn’t been able to put a name to it. Was it the warmness that had built in his chest when he saw Xion laugh? Was it the wrenching pain that had sliced him in two when she died in his arms? Was it the vice grip around his throat when he clashed with Axel? Was it gentle quiet that had flowed through him when he allowed Sora to keep their body?

Was it… all of them? All at once?

Love, fear, anger, pride, happiness, sadness.

He had it all.

What the hell was he supposed to do now?

“The mission…” Axel trailed off. “It was to get hearts of our own. But if we always had them…”

“Xemnas could have not known?” Xion offered, but she looked like she herself didn’t believe it. She looked uncertain but there was an undertone of happiness, her hand not leaving her chest, and Roxas knew now that it was actual happiness, actual uncertainty. Xion had emotions. Like Axel did. Like Naminé did.

Like he did.

“No, Xemnas was a Nobody longer then almost any of us,” Axel countered. “And a scientist before that. No, he knew.” The man's hand curled into a tight fist. "He had to have known."

“Then… what was the point of The Organization?” Roxas asked, hearing the waver in his voice.

And he hated that none of them had an answer.

~

Throughout all this, none of them had realized Kairi had slipped away to another room the dimension had created. It was only when Mickey managed to move his gaze away from Vanitas and Aqua and back towards the Destiny kids did he realize they were one short.

~

Kairi was curled up into a ball at the back of the room that had been conjured for her. The tears that she had been holding in for the past hour finally sprang forth and it was all she could do to get to a different room before someone noticed.

They burned going down her face and she knew she shouldn’t be acting this stupid about it, it was just a crush she’d had, but she had been crushing on Sora for nearly two years now, not counting the year she couldn’t remember him, and now…

She was such a fool; she hadn’t been able to see the writing on the wall. Because it had always been Sora and Riku, even before she had shown up.

She was such an idiot.

“Kairi?” The voice was quiet, and Kairi gasped in surprise as she snapped her head up to see King Mickey standing in the doorway, quickly closing the door behind him. She hadn’t heard him open it.

“M-Mickey!” She exclaimed, reaching up to scrub at her eyes quickly, trying to erase all the signs of her tears. “I- Um, what- what are you doing here?” Her words tripped over themselves, mostly due to her hiccupping remains of her tears, and she could tell the king wasn’t fooled at all by her display.

“Oh, Kairi,” he murmured sadly, taking a couple of steps forward, and Kairi lost it again at that, more tears sliding down her cheeks. “I’m sorry.”

“You are?” She asked, looking down at her lap. “There’s no reason to be. I’m just… so foolish.”

“It’s not your fault for loving someone,” Mickey told her, settling down on the floor next to her, reaching into one of his impossible pockets and producing a handkerchief for her. There were small hearts embroidered around the edges and Kairi wondered if it had been a gift from Minnie at one point or another.

“I should have seen it,” she countered, dabbing at her eyes gently with the cloth. “I should have realized.”

“Not really,” Mickey responded, and she gave him a blank look. “You haven’t seen Riku or Sora in over a year and before that, Riku wasn’t truly the best at showing his feelings.” She snorted at that, surprised by the sheer understatement that Mickey had just said. “You really shouldn’t’ve been expected to realize what Riku was thinking.”

“Still,” she tried but Mickey shook his head.

“No ‘still’,” he informed her. “You couldn’t have known. And now that you do know, all you can do is control your reaction to it.”

“I’m not going to be mad about it!” She exclaimed, giving Mickey a look. Did he really think she would do that?

“I’m not saying you will,” Mickey replied. “But you don’t want this to drag you down either.”

“You say that like it’s easy,” she muttered, pulling her knees closer to her, and Mickey shook his head.

“It’s not,” he said. “You’re grieving, in a way. Grieving the possibility that you wanted. And grief is a hard thing to conquer.”

“I just…” She trailed off, rubbing the cloth between her fingers. “I’ve spent so long being in love with him, I don’t know what I’m supposed to do now. And I know that sounds pathetic, I do, it’s just…”

“It’s not pathetic.” This time, both her and Mickey jumped in surprise when Axel’s voice made its way to them, and they both looked up to see the man standing in the doorway.

“Do the doors just make no sound at all?” Kairi muttered to herself, and Axel shrugged.

“Seems that way,” he responded, pulling it closed behind him. “King, you might want to head out. I think Riku’s looking for you.” Mickey frowned, looking back at Kairi like he wasn’t sure if he wanted to leave her alone, and Kairi gestured slightly.

“Go on,” she murmured. She didn’t really know how to feel, stuck in a room with Axel, when the last true encounter between them was him kidnapping her, but it didn’t seem like he had any bad intentions. He seemed… sincere, if that was possible.

Mickey gave her one final look but nodded, acquiescing to her request and stood up, heading to the door and slipping out.

“So, boy troubles?” Axel asked her, settling down against the wall to the right of her, and Kairi huffed.

“Let me guess, you knew as well?” She asked, gritting her teeth slightly. Everyone seemed to know before she did.

“Yeah,” Axel admitted and she at least respected that he was honest about it. “The look on Riku’s face, I knew it well.”

“What look?” Kairi questioned, raising an eyebrow, and Axel laughed slightly, leaning his head back to rest it against the wall and looked up at the ceiling.

“Unrequited love,” he told her, and she blinked. “I saw it every day in my mirror when I was a teenager.”

“Oh,” she said, surprised by the sudden admission of feelings, and Axel huffed out a breath.

“What?” He asked her. “Thought I was never in love?”

“No, it’s just…” She shook her head. “Never mind. What was her name?”

Axel made a face. “Him actually,” he revealed and something on her face made him laugh a little harder. “Did you think I was straight? Don’t tell me you did; I don’t think I can think of a worse insult.”

Now that Kairi was thinking about it, it was definitely hard to picture Axel with a woman. Still…

“Well, did you ever get together with him?” She asked, giving him a look, and Axel chuckled again, though this was much more self-deprecating.

“Technically no,” he admitted, looking off to the side. “I kissed him, though. When we were both fifteen.”

“You kissed him and didn’t get together with him?” She asked, slightly incredulously. “How’d that happen?”

Axel grimaced. “It was when Radiant Garden was falling,” he replied, and Kairi abruptly felt terrible for pushing. “He was there, and we were both dying, and I thought, ‘if I don’t kiss him now, I’m going to regret it for the rest of my days’.” Axel shrugged, his face blank and unreadable. “So, I did.”

“Did it work?” She asked gently and Axel tipped his head at her in confusion. “Kissing him? No regrets?”

“Actually, a lot of regrets,” Axel responded, and Kairi leaned forward a little in surprise. “Because he didn’t die.” Axel swallowed then, looking away. “He changed.”

And Kairi frowned at him and then-

Remembered the blue-haired man who glared at Axel so harshly, who Axel seemed to cower and slink away from, not fighting back when he would have. She remembered seeing the two of them through the bars of the cage and thinking she didn’t think that Axel was fighting as hard as he could. Remembered glances exchanged, the blue-haired man’s irritation, then pain and hurt and fear in Axel’s eyes and-

“Oh, it’s Saix,” Kairi realized with a jolt and Axel chuckled again. This one was hollow and broken.

“Great choices, past me,” he muttered. His arm wrapped around his side, hand resting right in the center of his chest, and Kairi briefly wondered why, but quickly dismissed it.

“It’s not your fault,” Kairi offered, and Axel scoffed.

“I guess,” he replied. “Still feels terrible.” He shook his head sharply. “But what I meant to start with was that I know a thing or two about realizing that your love isn’t ever going to be returned. And it sucks, it really does.” He looked her in the eyes and she couldn’t look away. “It’s okay to feel upset about it.”

“It just feels… petty… and inconsequential, compared to everything else Sora and Riku have been dealing with,” she defended, pulling her knees closer to herself, and Axel shrugged.

“So?” He rolled his eyes. “Still means a lot to you. And that shouldn’t be disregarded.” Kairi chuckled slightly.

“I still feel…” She trailed off and Axel hummed.

“I know,” he responded, sounding like he really did. “I know.”

“I don’t know if I can let it go so easily,” she said, biting her cheek slightly. “I’m not going to pursue him, I know that’s gone, but… I can’t just stop loving him.”

“Who said you are?” Axel questioned and she blinked at him. “You can still love him.”

“I just said that-,” she started but Axel shook his head.

“No, you loved him as a friend first, didn’t you?” He asked her and she nodded uncertainly. “You’re allowed to hold onto that love. He’s always going to be your friend, isn’t he? Don’t remove yourself from the equation just because it didn’t add up. Just… change it slightly.” He shrugged. “He still needs you. That much is obvious.”

“What would he do without us?” She murmured to herself, feeling herself smile slightly despite the tears that still stained her face, and Axel huffed a laugh.

“Perish probably,” he said and that startled an actual real laugh out of Kairi, causing her to clap a hand against her mouth. “Don’t tell me I’m wrong.”

“No, you’re… you’re probably not,” she replied and shook her head slightly. “He means so much to me.”

“And you to him,” Axel insisted. “Probably more than he realizes.”

The two of them lapsed into silence, the weight of the words sitting between them. Kairi felt her tears dry on her face and she opened her mouth to say something, but Axel beat her to it. Again.

“I’m sorry, by the way,” he said, and Kairi blinked in surprise. Of all the phrases, she never thought she’d hear Axel say that one. “For kidnapping you.” Her breath hitched at that and for a second all she could remember was fear and pain and where is Sora, but it vanished a moment later. “I just… I wanted Roxas back. So badly.” His hands curled into fists, and they shook. “I was losing so much, I’d lost so much, and I just wanted… wanted him back.”

Kairi gazed at him. Remembering sending that letter in a bottle, remembering watching the water and not knowing what she was waiting for. Remembering watching Sora die in front of her in Hollow Bastion and not being able to do a damn thing about it.

Would she kill someone to revive Sora, if she had to?

She didn’t know.

But Axel did.

She swallowed and reached out, placing her hand on his knee. He jumped in surprise, looking at her in shock, and she smiled. She couldn’t help it, she felt like she… knew him, in a way. Something, something in her brain, Lea and ‘Ri, and joy and siblings and- They could relate after all.

“I know,” she murmured. “And I forgive you.”

“I don’t deserve it,” Axel countered, and Kairi shook her head.

“I don’t care,” she replied. “I forgive you.”

“Thanks,” Axel whispered, and Kairi felt like something was right, finally.

“I wish it hadn’t come to that,” Kairi said, leaning back to rest her head against the wall again. “I wish it hadn’t needed to happen.”

“So do I,” Axel agreed. “But I…” Axel looked away and he bit his lip and Kairi wondered what was going through his head.

“I had a sister,” Axel revealed, and Kairi hissed in a breath in surprise. “Yeah, she… she was everything to me.” Axel swallowed and looked away. “She would have been about your age at this point.”

Kairi felt her eyes widen. “’Would have’?” She tentatively repeated and Axel sighed.

“She died the day Radiant Garden fell,” he murmured, one of his hands curling into a loose fist. “Everyone died. I think the only survivors were us who became Nobodies and the few that managed to get away in ships, like Cid and the others. And that would have been a small number, because the idea of there being other worlds out there hadn’t even crossed the minds of people.”

“I’m sorry,” Kairi replied, and Axel shook his head.

“It’s… It’s okay,” he told her, looking back at her. “I’ve had time to… mourn her, even if I couldn’t feel it then. I just miss her now.” He swallowed. “I think that’s why I latched onto Roxas so much. He would have been her age. And I already lost her and-” Axel looked to the ground, rueful. “I miss all of them.” He shook his head a second later, sniffing slightly, and gave her a lopsided grin. “Man, here I was trying to cheer you up and now all I’m doing is dragging the mood down. Sorry about that.”

“No, it’s fine,” Kairi responded, waving one of her hands dismissively. “I think… I think we both needed this.”

Axel nodded slowly. “You’re probably right.”

“What… What was her name?” Kairi asked gently and Axel’s face fell slightly.

“I don’t remember,” he admitted. “It’s been so long, and I usually only called her by a nickname anyway.” He looked down at his hands. “I wish I could.”

“I’m sorry,” Kairi repeated, and Axel shook his head.

“Don’t be,” he told her. “It’s not your fault. You would have been a child when Radiant Garden fell. The only ones to blame are the darkness users who did this and they’re all dead.”

“Because we beat them,” Kairi said, trying to cheer him up slightly and Axel nodded.

“Because we beat them,” he copied, giving her a soft smile. “And we’ll be prepared for whatever comes next.”

Kairi matched his smile with her own.

~

Naminé had a feeling they were going to start very soon.

Kairi and Axel had reappeared from wherever they had vanished into, and Naminé wondered what the two of them needed to talk about, maybe Axel was apologizing for kidnapping her, and Roxas and Xion both looked prepared to start again. Aqua had settled back down on the couch next to her friends, the same with Mickey.

Naminé herself had retreated to the back of the room once she left the other Nobodies, wanting the smallest bit of privacy to process everything. Now, she was ready to watch again and Vanitas, who was standing next to her, looked like he was thinking about something.

Well, she would pry later.

When she looked down to grasp her sketchbook as she had placed it on the floor, she huffed in slight annoyance as her hair fell into her face. It had a tendency to do that unfortunately, and she pushed it to the side with a inward roll of her eyes. She really needed to cut it or at least tie it up. Especially if she was going to be fighting once she got out of there and back in a body of her own.

Naminé finally managed to brush the rest of her hair out of her face, reaching down to pick up her sketchbook. While she might not need it as much as she thought she did, she still liked to have it. It was… easier for her to pay attention, in some ways, while having something else to do with her hands.

But when she looked back to the couches where they had been sitting, she tipped her head in confusion. Because both hers and Vanitas’s chairs were gone. And in their place…

She brightened in joy once she realized what had happened. Wedged in between the couches for the older Keyblade Wielders and the former Nobodies was a new chair. Though it was bigger than hers and Vanitas’s had been, it was still smaller than the other couches. It looked like it would seat two.

She couldn’t contain the smile on her face, and she tipped her head up to gaze at the ceiling. “Thanks,” she told it, as ridiculous as she knew she looked, and Vanitas looked over at her.

“Huh?” He asked her and she simply giggled, reaching out and taking his hand, dragging him back to the couches. She could feel the exact second when he realized what the room had done, with him pausing slightly in walking and causing her to have to tug on him a little bit to get him to walk again.

She circled around the chair, or was it a couch?, and patted the side of it slightly. “Good,” she hummed and heard Vanitas shuffle slightly behind her.

“Is it… okay?” He asked quietly and she turned, huffing at him and placing her hands on her hips, having left the sketchbook on one of the arms of the couch.

“Of course it is,” she replied, settling down on the couch. She reached up, grasping his arm again, and tugged it gently. Vanitas folded after a second, settling down onto the couch next to her. She pulled her legs up close to her, leaning on Vanitas’s side slightly, and she felt him relax against her as well.

Kairi settled down on the couch, waving away Sora’s words of concern, and Axel headed over to his couch, giving her and Vanitas a cursory glance. He raised an eyebrow at her, and she could hear the unspoken question in the action. You okay? She nodded. I am.

Axel sat back down and Naminé looked around the room again. Two stories down. She just wondered what was coming next.

Notes:

Hey look, they got their break! Now back into the madness.

And sorry that there wasn't much Sora or Riku in this chapter, but the other characters needed the time more. Sea Salt Trio finally got their revelation, Aqua and Vanitas seemed to have come to some sort of understanding, and we got Radiant Garden Siblings bonding, even if they didn't realize they were siblings. (And this is the moment where I remind you that I'm fully Aromantic and I don't know what the hell I'm talking about during Axel and Kairi's conversation, and I just ask you to be gentle if it feels off. I don't know what romance is.)

A shorter chapter, but I think it accomplished what it set out to do. I'm sorry if it felt disconnected and wierd, but it is a set of little, short stories basically. I did my best. And now we get to head into Riku's side of this story.

Also, I know it’s far past by the time I post this, but we hit 25,000 hits! And I just want to say thank you very much to everyone who read this story! I never thought it would get this popular. Thank you for all your engagement and I hope to continue this story for a long time!

Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and I hope you have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon! (Happy Pride Month BTW!)

Chapter 35: A Reflection of Hollow Bastion

Notes:

(See the end of the chapter for notes.)

Chapter Text

Riku is floating in a grey void, asleep.

Riku blinked in surprise, reeling slightly. “Me?” He asked, taken aback, and Sora turned to him.

“We get to watch you?” Sora questioned, sounding excited, and Riku blinked at him.

“Um… I guess?” Riku replied, looking back at the screen. He didn’t… he didn’t know how he felt about this. On the one hand, at least they weren’t seeing his time with the darkness. Or what had happened during the year Sora was asleep. On the other hand, this… wasn’t much better than that. He was still drenched in darkness, still a piece of it. Even if he wasn’t a ‘part’ of the darkness anymore, he still couldn’t get rid of it. Still there to taint the world because of his choices. Why did they have to see him fail again and again?

Roxas made a face, scrunching his nose up in… disgust. It was disgust, right? He rolled the emotion around in his head. He felt it, he had it. It was disgust. Why did they have to watch Riku, who had hurt them so much? Unless it showed them what Riku had really been like during that year Sora was gone, Roxas didn’t want to see it.

Mickey perked up, a smile crossing his face. This was probably their adventure through the basement of Castle Oblivion. He regretted that he couldn’t’ve been there for more of it, but maybe he would see what he missed now. Riku was always tightlipped about what he had gone through and if Riku was hiding yet another wound from him…

Riku suddenly awakens, looking around and wondering where he is. A voice tells him to stay asleep and Riku asks who’s there.

Roxas froze. That voice… he knew it well. He had only heard it a couple of times, in the grand scheme of things, barely at all, but… he would remember it forever.

“DiZ,” he hissed and Xion sucked in a breath. Naminé frowned, leaning a little deeper into Vanitas’s side, remembering the year stuck with him and his poisonous words, and Vanitas gave her a concerned look. Was this someone to worry about?

“Where are you?” Kairi wondered, tipping her head at the screen, and Riku made a face.

“In between the dark and the light,” he explained. “An in-between realm.” Axel felt a spark of interest go through him at that. Like The World That Never Was?

The voice tells Riku that he should stay asleep between the light and the dark and Riku is confused. He then remembers and asks where the king is.

“Gosh Riku, I didn’t realize you were worrying about me,” Mickey said, looking over to give Riku a smile when the boy turned to him. “I would have tried to get to you faster then.”

“It’s fine Mickey,” Riku replied with a wave of his hand, still slightly wary of the whole ‘watching his part of the adventure’ thing. “I needed to learn how to fend for myself anyway.”

Sixteen, Aqua thought with a shake of her head. He shouldn’t need to ‘fend for himself’ not at that age. He should have had a Master to guide him, keep him away from the dark. She looked over at Terra and felt another stab of sadness go through her. Terra should have been able to keep his pupil, not lose him to time and Xehanort’s influence.

Riku recounts that he and Mickey closed the door to darkness but he can’t remember what happened after that. The voice tells him that he ended up here, drifting alone.

“What happened, do you think?” Sora wondered, looking over at Riku, and the older boy could only shrug. He didn’t know what had happened to cause him and Mickey to be split up.

“Maybe it was because you closed and locked the door?” Ven offered, looking between the screen and the people on the couch. “There might have been some consequences from that?”

Aqua made a face, curling one of her hands into a fist. Another reason why she should have stood up and gone to find the others instead of just laying on that beach. She was a Keyblade Master, she should have done more. Then maybe Riku and Mickey wouldn’t have gotten stuck on the wrong side of the door.

The voice tells Riku he did not have the strength to overcome the darkness.

Riku looked down. And I still don’t, he thought. I might not be evil anymore, but I’m still darkness. And there’s nothing I can do about that. He had used to take pride in it, but the older Keyblade Wielders, they had said...

Terra flinched, looking off to the side. Neither did I. I never did. And I wasn’t pushed into it like Riku was. That was all me.

The voice says Riku might have been close to the darkness and Riku says that makes him sound like some sort of demon.

Like a Heartless, Riku shook his head. He now held darkness and light within his heart. What did that make him, truly? Terra said that Keyblade Bearers can’t have darkness in them, so what am I? And why did Mickey never tell me?

The voice tells Riku to turn from the light and shut his eyes, saying that here blanketed by darkness, sleep is safety. Sleep is eternal.

Ven swallowed at that. That’s what he had been. Sleeping. Sleeping and sleeping and sleeping with flashes of dreams of people he couldn’t make out, though he now… he now recognized Sora and Kairi and Riku and Mickey. And while there were some others he couldn’t make out, ones with silver, black, and pink hair, he knew it was them he had dreamed of. Why them? Why was he dreaming of them?

He paused, looking at his hands. Was there anyway to wake up?

A card suddenly appears in front of Riku, and he asks what it is. The voice tells him it’s a door to the truth and says that if he takes it, he takes the first steps to the truth as his sleep ends.

“Is this how you ended up in the Basement?” Sora asked, remembering what Riku had mentioned earlier about where he had ended up, and Riku nodded. He still didn’t really understand how he had gotten to the Castle, but he wasn’t going to feel bad about it. He had managed to find Sora, even if the boy was asleep by that time.

The voice warns Riku that the truth will bring him pain and asks if he still wants to go.

Yes, Riku thought, swallowing harshly and forcing himself to look at the screen. I would face it, if it were to help Sora. There was nothing I wouldn’t do to help him and make up for what I did.

Aqua couldn’t help but look around the room at that, at the different groups settled on their different couches. This truth… She thought. They had been brought here against their wills, shown ‘the truth’ of what had happened in the past. And they would probably see more. And it was indeed hurting most of them. But this has also been good for us. I suppose all truth hurts a little.

Riku reaches out and takes the card, remarking that this place was a boring place to take a nap anyway.

Sora smiled at that, leaning into Riku’s side slightly. Riku had never backed down from a challenge before and he was glad Riku wasn’t doing that now. Even with everything that had changed, that part of Riku was still there.

The voice tells Riku that was very well said and the card glows brightly, forcing Riku to close his eyes. When he opens them, he’s in a hall of Castle Oblivion.

“Huh, the basement looks pretty similar,” Xion noted, leaning forward slightly. While she hadn’t gotten that much information when she had been there with Axel, she had noted that a lot of the ‘experiments’ she had been associated with in the notes had taken place in the basement. She wondered if she was going to get a look at them, if only a little bit.

She paused at that, blinking in surprise, and it was indeed surprise and that wasn’t going to stop making her feel a little bubble of happiness. What had she looked like? Before she was Xion, she knew she had just been… blank. She remembered that week well enough, remembered the fog and greyscale world that Roxas had broken through without even trying and dragged her into being.

But she hadn’t been Xion, even if she had been gifted the name, until Roxas looked at her, so what had she been? A blank nothing? Someone else?

She bit her lip. Did it even matter? She wondered. She was Xion now, so did it matter who she had been ‘before’? She would have to figure that out.

Riku looks down at his hand, where he’s still holding the card. He muses on it being a ‘door to the truth’ before walking up to the door and holding the card to it.

So, he’s smart enough to figure it out on his own, Roxas thought with an eyeroll, crossing his arms slightly. He was not looking forward to having to watch this. Riku had only hurt him and Xion. How was he one of the ‘good guys’?

The door glows and Riku walks into it. He enters Hollow Bastion.

Riku made a face as he remembered what he had gone through there. Maleficent, he thought, taking a deep breath. It was okay, it was only a memory of her. She was gone and dead and after this, he would never have to see her again.

He would never have to see her again.

Riku walks deeper into the area and the voice tells him he’s in the world of his memories.

“Can’t DiZ leave you alone?” Naminé murmured, not wanting to hear the man more than she had to, it was already going to suck to see any part of the year she had spent trying to restore Sora’s memories. She didn’t want to actually hear him here too.

“It’s… not DiZ, this time,” Riku admitted, biting the inside of his cheek and looking off to the side. Why did they have to see this? Why did they have to see that Ansem still held such a strong grip on his heart?

“It’s not?” Ven questioned, tipping his head to the side slightly. The two voices had sounded mostly the same, but he supposed there was a small difference. If it wasn’t DiZ, who was it?

“It’s… Ansem,” Riku revealed, and Sora snapped his head around to look at him.

“Ansem?” He asked and Riku nodded.

“Why are you hearing Ansem?” Kairi asked, concerned for Riku. Did this mean that Ansem was still alive in some capacity? If that was true, then they definitely had a problem.

“A version of him lives in me,” Riku replied, thinking back to Naminé’s words from the pod room. He looked over at her, making sure he was getting it right, and she gave him a nod. She slightly wished he had taken her offer and let her lock away his darkness, but then he wouldn’t have been there during the year. And as much as it hurt sometimes to see him, she didn’t know what she would have done had it just been her and DiZ.

“In my darkness,” Riku elaborated, and Sora frowned. Terra’s hands curled into fists, his nails biting into his palms. He shouldn’t have put Riku on this path, it was his fault that Riku had gotten all caught up in this. And now Riku was stained by the darkness as he was.

“Is there a way to get rid of it?” Sora asked, drumming his fingers against his knee, and Riku made a face.

“No,” he responded, carefully covering the slight lie in his words. “I’m just going to… have to accept it. I can use it, it’s balanced within me, but it’s always going to be there.” As uncertain as I am about having it, he finished in his head, and Sora nodded slowly.

“Well, maybe we can figure something out,” Sora offered, reaching out and grasping Riku’s hand tightly. Darkness was bad and while Sora knew it wasn’t Riku’s fault that he had darkness within him, there had to be something they could do to get it out of him. Riku deserved to be in the light like everyone else. He was the hero after all, the one first chosen by the mysterious Keyblade Wielder who had apparently come to their island. He was Sora’s hero too.

The older Keyblade Wielders probably knew a way to get rid of the darkness, they were the ones to brin gup that it was bad after all.

Riku repeats him questioningly and the voice explains that the card created this world based on Riku’s memories of it. He tells Riku that Riku’s seen everything before.

Didn’t mean I wanted to return, Riku thought with a shake of his head. While the world had definitely changed in the past year with Leon, Aerith, Yuffie, and Cid working to restore it, he still didn’t enjoy visiting it too much. Whenever he went there, he felt on edge, out of touch. He always did his best to get out of there as quickly as possible.

Riku asks what he’s supposed to do now and if he’s supposed to learn something there? He asks if he’s supposed to meet someone.

Kairi’s eyes widened as she remembered Sora’s remembered Hollow Bastion. The villain there had been…

“Riku, is Maleficent going to show up?” She asked, looking back at him, and Sora froze, worry for Riku shooting through him. He remembered Riku’s reactions to her in the past and while he had hoped that there wouldn’t be that bad of reactions when she showed up later, Riku no doubt expecting her then, now…

“Yeah,” Riku admitted, closing his eyes for a quick second. “But I beat her and then she goes away.”

“Are you going to be okay?” Kairi pressed and Riku nodded.

“I’ll be fine,” he told her and got a small smile back in return. Kairi was glad he wasn’t reacting as badly as he had when she first showed up.

The voice tells Riku that he would ordinarily meet the people in his memories and Riku asks what that means.

“What does that mean?” Xion asked, tipping her head to the side, and Riku frowned.

“Well, I didn’t interact with people from my memories,” he revealed and Aqua bit her cheek. She didn’t know, she didn’t know. “Some yes, maybe one or two per world, but nothing to the length that Sora did.”

“Huh, I wonder why,” Axel murmured, leaning backwards slightly. Aqua’s nails bit into her palm. She should know this, she should know this, she should have asked questions, what kind of a Keyblade Master was she?

Riku frowned, thinking about Ansem’s words from the time. The Heartless had said that it was because he had cast off his friends and connections, but would that have really impacted the Castle Oblivion floor? He supposed he wouldn’t know.

The voice doesn’t answer Riku’s question and Heartless suddenly appear around him. Soul Eater appears in Riku’s hand.

Riku grimaced as he saw the sword appear. Just a reminder of his past, of his darkness. He couldn’t wait until his past self got Way To The Dawn and he didn’t have to look at the sword anymore. Even though they looked similar, Way To The Dawn was just… better. It felt better.

“Is that your Keyblade?” Ven asked, not able to see the weapon clearly.

“No, no,” Riku snapped out quickly, shaking his head. “No that’s a weapon that Maleficent gave me. I haven’t gotten my Keyblade yet at this point.”

Aqua frowned, reminded of the craziness that had been Sora and Riku’s whole Keyblade… thing. She still didn’t know how that had happened, and it still grated on her. She should know it, she’s a Master.

Riku takes down the Heartless and moves deeper into the castle, fighting off the Heartless as he goes. He ends up in a bedroom.

Riku scrunched up his nose at the room. He had a feeling he was just going to react to everything he saw in this world like that. Hollow Bastion was one of the worlds that he would be glad to never, ever return to.

The voice tells Riku that it must be nice to be back in his old room and isn’t just full of memories?

“Old room?” Sora asked and Riku didn’t meet his eyes.

“When I was at Hollow Bastion,” he explained shortly. “I had to sleep somewhere.” He hoped Sora wouldn’t ask any other questions.

Riku says they are some memories he could do without.

Naminé made a face. She hadn’t forgotten the whole ‘Sora didn’t have the memory of fighting Xemnas in Hollow Bastion’ thing and it was only grating on her. What if there were other memories he had lost while she had been attempting to fix his memories? What if they were extremely important? Not for the first time, she was mad at DiZ for rushing her so much. None of that would have happened had she had ample time to not only allow Xion and Roxas to live, hopefully, but also make sure that Sora wouldn’t be missing any memories.

She supposed she could only try to fix it again now.

Riku says that Maleficent gave him the room and the voice tells him that he lived there, tempted by the power of the darkness she offered.

Riku flinched, biting down on his lip. Sora glared at the screen. Yeah, that was definitely Ansem. He turned to Riku. “It doesn’t matter, remember?” He told the older boy, poking him in the arm until he looked at him. “Remember? Still my best friend, still a hero. Got it?”

“Yeah Sora,” Riku said with a half-smile. “Yeah, I got it.”

“Good,” Sora replied, looking back at the screen.

Terra looked off to the side, trying not to hear Xehanort in his head or see the events from eleven years ago in his eyes.

The voice tells Riku that he cast away his home, his friends, everything, but at least Maleficent gave him a room. Riku tells the voice to shut up.

“What’s Ansem trying to accomplish?” Kairi asked, looking over at Riku. “By… being there with you?”

“What he always wants,” Riku answered with a shrug. “Trying to get me to succumb to the darkness again.” He grimaced, remembering the form he had taken for a while when he was helping Sora. It wasn’t like Ansem failed.

“Well, he’s just going to have to give up because you are part of the light now!” Sora chirped. Riku looked at him. Am I? He wondered. There was still darkness in his heart, he could still access it and use it. Was he really part of the light?

Terra’s nails bit into his palm hard enough to break skin. He had cast away everything as well due to Xehanort’s manipulation and his own weakness. Aqua, Ven, Master Eraqus, his home. He had lost everything to his own faults.

Riku leaves the room and defeats more Heartless as he runs through the castle, ending up in the tallest tower, looking out.

Riku remembered the tower. He remembered heading up to it often, going up to the top to sit and think. It had been his… secret place, where no one could bother him. And he could sit and think about Sora and how much he missed him and wanted to prove him wrong and wanted to have him back after loosing him to Kairi and-

He had thought about a lot, up in that tower.

Xion perked up. It reminded her of the Clocktower and eating ice cream with her friends. She hoped she would be able to do that again, once they were out of here.

Riku says that everything is like he remembers it and looks out.

He wondered if that tower was still there, even with all the rebuilding. It was probably the only place he’d tolerate in that world.

He leaves the tower and heads back into the castle. He calls out to the voice, saying that he knows it’s watching and asks it to explain why there are no people in his memories.

“Who else would have been there?” Axel asked, looking over at Riku. “Besides Maleficent?”

“Well, there were the Princesses of Heart,” Riku replied, thinking back. “And several of the villains appeared at different times, though they usually didn’t stay very long. And technically Sora and Kairi.” He huffed, crossing his arms. “It wasn’t just Maleficent.”

The voice asks Riku if he really wants to see them and Riku says of course.

Sora smiled at that, leaning into Riku’s side. He had wanted to see Riku as well, he had trekked across the worlds to find him. He just wished it hadn’t taken so long and been so difficult to find him. Well, it’s okay now, because we’re never going to be separated again, he told himself. Never again.

The voice tells Riku that he cast aside his friends.

“That’s not true,” Kairi defended, giving the screen a look. “Riku was trying to find us. The whole time.”

“Kairi, I don’t-” Riku started but Kairi turned to look at him.

“You were trying to get my heart back, weren’t you?” She questioned, crossing her arms. “And trying to find Sora. You didn’t ‘cast us aside’ until Ansem possessed you and that’s not really your fault.”

But what about attacking Sora? Riku’s brain countered, and his fingers drummed against his knee. Or allowing Ansem to possess you? Those were pretty much ‘cast aside’ -like actions.

But he wisely didn’t argue with Kairi.

Terra tried not to think about the argument with Aqua in Radiant Garden, walking away from her and deeper into the darkness. He should have just believed her, should have realized that he was falling into darkness. But he had been too prideful and weak, and he had ended up possessed, just like Riku. Though he couldn’t even fight back, too entrenched in darkness that he was.

The voice tells Riku that he longed to go to other worlds and that he passed through the Door of Darkness. The voice tells Riku that he left his family, friends, home, and everything in the pursuit of darkness.

Riku bit down on his tongue, curling his hands into fists. He had wanted… he had wanted to prove to Sora, he wanted freedom, he wanted to see the worlds that the mysterious stranger had come from. And then he had gotten caught up in the pain in his heart and his confused thoughts and everything Sora.

Sora looked over at him, worry going through him. With a small smile, he reached out, taking one of Riku’s hands like he had often done in the past couple of hours, and held it gently. When Riku looked over at him, he gave him another smile. Riku was with him now, they weren’t going to be separated again, Riku wasn’t part of the darkness anymore.

Aqua looked over at Terra, having seen him flinch slightly. She wanted to say something, but… the last time she tried to talk to him about the darkness, she watched him walk away and never really got him back. She bit her lip, but reached behind Ven, grasping his hand slowly. He snapped his gaze over to her and she didn’t say anything, simply trying to give him an understanding look. She hoped it came across well.

Riku says that he cast the darkness away too.

Did you? Roxas asked, raising an eyebrow and looking over at the Keyblade Wielder that sat across from him. I distinctly remember you using the darkness to finish our fight and capture me. But sure, lie to yourself and all your friends. Do they even know that you’re still a part of the dark?

The voice asks Riku what he has to show for it, saying that first his home then the darkness, and how his heart only knows how to cast things away.

“Not true,” Sora muttered mulishly, repeating what Kairi had said earlier. Riku cared a lot for his friends, he had been helping Sora the whole time he was trying to fight the Organization. He had always been there for Sora, always no matter what.

Riku knew how to love. Sora would bet all he had on it.

The voice tells Riku that his heart is empty like his memories and that’s the reason why he won’t meet anyone. The voice tells Riku that his heart is hollow, and nothing remains in it but lingering darkness.

Sora shouldn’t have beat Ansem so quickly. They really needed to get the darkness out of Riku’s heart as fast as possible, if he was only going to torment Riku about past mistakes that have long been forgiven.

He traced lines on Riku’s hand again, resting his head on Riku’s shoulder. “He’s wrong, you know that right?” He asked Riku, nudging the other boy when he didn’t respond. “You know that, right?”

“Yeah, I do,” Riku eventually responded, trying not to let the lie be heard. It wasn’t that he wasn’t capable of love, he knew that very well, case in point the boy sitting next to him, but he shouldn’t be feeling that. He shouldn’t be in love with Sora, shouldn’t be trying to taint his perfect fairytale ending with Kairi, shouldn’t be trying to corrupt the beautiful light that took up Sora’s heart.

“You’re plenty light,” Sora told him, squeezing his hand slightly. “You’re a Keyblade Wielder. You’re good.”

Vanitas wondered if Sora had forgotten the fact that Vanitas was a Keyblade Wielder as well. He paused then, frowning. Did Sora know he was a Keyblade Wielder? The trio of Wielders from his time had mentioned that they had fought and that he used to be a part of Ven, but did Sora even know that he was a Keyblade Wielder? Did the others? Would that have any effect on what Sora was saying then?

“Okay, Sora,” Riku replied, squeezing back. “Okay.” Sora gave him an uncertain look. He didn’t know if Riku actually believed him. He would just keep trying until Riku did.

Riku says the voice is wrong and that he rejected the darkness. The voice asks if he really did and tells Riku to go forward, that the one he longs to meet is waiting for him.

Riku stiffened slightly, remembering who he met. It’s fine, she’s just a memory, he told himself. It was just a projection by a castle. She’s gone.

“Who?” Ven wondered and Sora perked up. Would it be him? He wondered if Riku ever came across of projection of him, like he had on the Destiny Islands floor. Would it be a version of him from before or after they lost their home? Which would be better for Riku to come across?

“Maleficent,” Riku murmured, holding Sora’s hand a little tighter, and the boy pressed deeper into his side. “She was the one to appear.”

“And I’m sure you beat her soundly,” Sora replied and Riku snorted. “I bet you did.”

“Maybe,” Riku responded with a smirk.

Riku enters the large hallway, where Maleficent is standing.

Even expecting her, knowing she was going to be there, Riku couldn’t help the way that his breath stuttered a little bit upon seeing her. It was Maleficent, who was the main catalyst for him falling deeper into the darkness. Even though he had taken the first step, she had been the one to continue to guide him down that way until he couldn’t get out of it.

She was the representation of everything that had happened to him that first adventure. And he still hated seeing her, even though it was simply a memory.

Maleficent tells him that she knew he would return and Riku raised his sword at her.

I beat her, Riku told himself, holding tightly to Sora’s hand. I beat her, she’s gone.

She's DEAD.

Maleficent asks what kind of a greeting is that after she took him in like a son.

All three of the Destiny Islands kids made faces at that, Riku one of guilt while Sora and Kairi were angry. It wasn’t right of Maleficent to take advantage of Riku’s rocky home life like that, even if she didn’t really know what it was. She surely had realized that Riku reacted well to that and had used it.

Riku tells her not to come any closer and of all the people he could run into, it had to be her.

Was it that bad though? Riku wondered, giving the screen a considering look. As much as he wanted to bury everything that had happened during that adventure, leave it all in the dust, confront Maleficent then had been… cathartic, in a way. It had cemented, at least a little, in him that he wasn’t the same person that had blindly followed her just days earlier. It had been the first steppingstone to overcoming the darkness, even if he didn’t fully escape it.

So, was it really that bad?

Maleficent says of course and isn’t she the one that loves him more than anyone else in all the worlds?

“Wrong,” Sora muttered, gripping Riku’s hand tighter and using it to hold the other boy close. “I’m here and so is Kairi. And your family.” For all they struggled to show it, with everything in Riku’s homelife, Sora never doubted that Riku’s parents or siblings didn’t love him.

“That’s right,” Kairi agreed with a smile and Riku tried desperately to tamp down the blush that was creeping up his cheeks. Sora loves me! He cut off those thoughts in an instant. He meant platonically, you idiot.

Riku says he doesn’t think so and Maleficent laughs, telling him that his heart is steeped in darkness. She tells him that he can only see those who exist in that same darkness, like her, and that it’s only natural.

There’s nothing natural about the darkness, Terra thought to himself, but he knew that Maleficent wasn’t talking about that context. Nothing at all.

But what about Vanitas?

Riku took in another deep breath. It was hard to hear all his thoughts spoken aloud for everyone to see. He was still a part of the darkness, still related to those who had used it in the past. Even if he wasn’t as dark anymore.

Maleficent tells Riku to be grateful that he has someone to keep him company and that Riku’s heart is empty.

“Y’know, repeating it over and over again doesn’t make it true,” Xion muttered, looking over at Riku from the corner of her eye. She didn’t really know Riku truly, she had only known him for a couple of weeks, but it was clear that this was grating on him. She might not really understand the whole ‘dark vs light’ thing, but it was clear that Riku wasn’t a bad person. He had done his best to help her when she was worried. People shouldn’t be telling him that he was a bad person.

Riku looked over at her in surprise. He wasn’t expecting her to defend him, not after what he did to her.

Maleficent tells Riku if not for the darkness in his heart he would be completely alone and Riku replies that he’s not all that interested in her company.

Vanitas snorted with a smirk and Naminé gave him a slightly reproachful look. He shrugged.

Maleficent asks if that’s true and that he had once turned to her to sate his hunger for the darkness. She tells him that in the depth of his heart he must have wished for her and who else can grant him the darkness he longs for?

“I don’t want any of your darkness,” Riku hissed to himself, closing his eyes and trying to ignore the screen in front of him. He thought he could make, thought he could get through it, but she was there and she was just as he remembered her and everything she represented made him flinch in guilt and anger and-

“And you don’t need any of it,” Sora insisted, switching to hold Riku’s hand with both of his instead of just once. “You are a part of the light.” Riku looked down at him. Would you feel the same if I told you I still have darkness within me even without Ansem’s form? He wondered, biting down on his tongue. Would you feel the same if I told you there was no way to get rid of it? If I told you that it was my darkness now?

Riku admits that there was a time when he did want her around and when he had surrendered his heart to the darkness.

Terra couldn’t look at the screen, even with Aqua holding his hand gently. He didn’t deserve it. He had wanted to believe Master Xehanort’s lies to control the darkness, wanted to believe Hades and every other dark person he had found that darkness wasn’t that bad, was something controllable. But he knew that wasn’t possible now, it was only going to lead to danger and pain. So how did Riku do it?

Riku hated hearing the words come out of his mouth.

Riku says he now knows that her and her darkness have nothing to offer and says that he’s finished with all that. He says if he’s stuck seeing people like her, of the dark, then he’ll take them out one by one and attacks her.

Sora couldn’t help but stiffen slightly as he watched Maleficent and Riku trade blows. Was this how Kairi and Riku had felt the whole time they were watching his adventures? He knew Riku got out of it, he was sitting right there next to him, but watching him fight… Riku could be hurt, he could lose, and Sora couldn’t do anything about it. He couldn’t help Riku, couldn’t lend his strength and be given strength in return.

He hated it.

Maleficent tells Riku not to forget to destroy himself last then because he’s a part of the dark as well. Riku says that’s fine by him.

Sora felt like a bucket of ice water had just been poured on him. “What?” He exclaimed, spinning around to stare at Riku, who wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Riku, what does that mean?”

“Sora, it’s okay,” Riku said, and Sora shook his head rapidly. It was absolutely not okay, Riku couldn’t… Sora couldn’t live in a world where Riku wasn’t there. And he couldn’t even imagine Riku not being there because he…

“No, it’s not!” He insisted, tugging on Riku’s hand slightly. “What did that mean?”

“I was… just in a really bad place,” Riku explained, wincing slightly as Sora’s expression didn’t change. “I was darkness, I shouldn’t…”

“Nope, no, no!” Sora hissed. “You have darkness in you, you’re not a part of it.” Vanitas wondered if there was a difference. “And we can remove that darkness. You need to live.”

“Can we?” Riku murmured quietly and Sora’s eyes widened slightly. They had to be able to, Sora thought. They had to. Riku couldn’t stay dark, he didn’t deserve that. The Keyblade Wielders said it was bad and Riku wasn't bad so he had to get rid of it, had to had to had to-

“We can,” Sora repeated and Riku bit his lip. He didn’t really want to have this conversation with Sora, about how it was a part of him. And maybe…

“Okay,” Riku muttered, and Sora tucked himself closer to Riku, trying to reassure himself. Riku was there, Riku was alive, he wouldn’t… he wouldn’t…

I don’t have to tell him yet, Riku thought, looking down at Sora. Not yet.

Terra felt a bead of blood escape from the indent he had made in his palm with his nail and trail down his wrist. He didn’t care though. I shouldn’t have given him his Keyblade, he thought, nearly biting through his lip. I did this to him, I infected him with my destiny. He should have been the only one who ever lost to darkness. Not them, not the kids who had been innocent.

Mickey was very glad once again that he had been there for Riku. He didn’t want to think about what might have happened had he not been there to help guide the boy.

Riku says he turned to darkness because his heart was weak, and he hates that weakness.

“You’re not weak,” Kairi told him, trying not to show how much she had been affected by Riku’s statement. Riku wouldn’t do that… He wouldn’t leave behind Sora, right? She pressed her lips together. To be fair, you didn’t think that Sora would have done it either.

Riku tried his best to believe it.

Riku says it’s like he’s his own enemy and that seeing people like Maleficent who embrace the darkness, reminding him of himself, only makes him more disgusted by himself.

“Riku,” Sora murmured again, holding Riku’s hand tightly. He couldn’t… Had Riku felt like that? Was he still feeling like that? They would need to get the darkness out of Riku fast.

“It’s okay Sora,” Riku told him. “I don’t feel like that anymore.” He had tried at least. He had thought he was… semi okay with the darkness within him. He had accepted it, he was working to control it, as terrible as it had been going. He wasn’t happy with it, he wouldn’t even say he was content, but he was working on it. But he didn’t think there would ever be a time when he would be truly happy with the darkness that was held within him. It was just going to be something he would live with for the rest of his life.

“Promise?” Sora asked, looking up at him, and Riku nodded slowly.

“Promise.”

Axel watched the two of them carefully. That was something that was going to explode eventually.

Maleficent says he hates the darkness so much that he can only think to fight it and Riku says he’s heard enough from her. Maleficent agrees and turns into a dragon.

Sora froze again, worry for Riku rushing through him. If this was how Kairi and Riku had felt every time he fought one of the enemies, he had a lot of apologies to tell them.

Aqua closed her eyes, trying to shove away the memories of fighting Maleficent before, with Philip. I really should have killed her, she thought, hating the way that she had shifted to that mindset. Those were dark thoughts. But it really would have helped everything.

Riku backs up, looking worried, but a voice calls his name.

“Mickey?” Ven wondered, turning to look at the monarch, and Mickey nodded.

“I lent my help when I could,” he explained. “I was trying to get to the castle, it just took me a while. Whatever brought Riku there didn’t exactly work for me.”

Riku is surprised but Mickey tells him there is no time and to fight. Riku agrees and moves to fight Maleficent.

Riku wouldn’t lie, it had been cathartic to fight her that time. He hadn’t really gotten the chance before, with Sora mostly fighting her and Ansem being the one to stab her, even if it had been his body. And he still had been lost in the darkness then and unable to see how toxic and manipulative she had been. But then, when he was fighting her memory, it had been nice to finally hurt her like she hurt him. He had been so intent on it that he hadn’t even felt scared of her, not like he did now.

But now she was gone for good. Never to return again.

He hadn't seen her, hadn't talked to her, hadn't done anything of the sort, she was dead dead dead.

Riku defeats Maleficent and she vanishes.

“Good job,” Sora murmured and Riku smiled the smallest bit.

“Thanks,” he replied.

Aqua was constantly surprised by the prowess of the new Keyblade Wielders. They had defeated great enemies like it was nothing. They still need proper training, however, she thought, letting the smallest smile slip on her face as she imagined it. The Land of Departure, restored to its original form. Ven, Sora, Riku, Kairi, Roxas, Xion, Terra, living within its walls, safe from the world. Teaching the new Wielders about their history, their culture, the Land feeling full for the first time she could remember.

Who would teach them? Her thoughts wondered, wrapping around her dream. You? You who couldn’t save your friends? Who wasn’t ever good enough for the Master title bestowed on you? Her smile faded slightly. Someone, she insisted in her head. Someone.

Riku calls out for the king, but he doesn’t answer.

“Sorry Riku,” Mickey apologized. It had been difficult to keep a connection with Riku.

“It’s okay Mickey,” Riku replied. “I know you were doing your best.”

Riku runs for a door, leaving the floor behind. In a different room, a man is waiting.

Riku winced slightly when he saw Zexion. While he didn’t know for sure what had happened to the man, the Replica had certainly implied… quite a lot.

Mickey’s eyes widened, recognition racing through him. No… it couldn’t be…

Axel looked away when Zexion showed up, guilt invading his mind. And it was guilt, he knew that much. Both Xion and Roxas looked at him but didn’t say anything. All would be revealed when it was.

Another man appears in the room and the man asks if he doesn’t even warrant a hello, calling him Lexaeus. A third voice sounds through the room, asking for an explanation and calling him Zexion.

Zexion, Mickey thought, trying to rearrange it in his head. He knew how the Organization members were named, that much was obvious with Roxas, so it had to be… Ienzo. He slumped slightly in his chair, trying not to remember the curious if quiet boy who had lived in the Radiant Garden castle. He had been so young. If he had become a Nobody at the same time as the others, he would have been… eight or nine years old. How sad.

Mickey wished he could have saved him.

Riku made a face as Lexaeus appeared, biting his lip. He was not looking forward to that being shown.

Vexen appears as well.

Several of them had connected the voice to the man but seeing it… Axel looked away. He wondered if the fact that he didn’t feel guilty made him bad.

Zexion says it’s nice to see him too and asks sarcastically what happened to their bond as Organization members.

Roxas snorted. “What bond?” He muttered, remembering Saix’s hatred of them, Xigbar’s uncaring attitude and Lexaeus’s and Xaldin’s harshness.

Mickey regretted the fact that Ienzo had clearly grown up in an environment when he had lost the childhood innocence he used to have.

Lexaeus tells Vexen to let it go when the man gets annoyed and then asks Zexion what he detected.

“Detected?” Ven questioned, tipping his head to the side slightly, and Axel hummed quietly.

“Well, Zexion had the ability to sense… auras, I suppose would be the best word for it,” he explained with a wave of his hand. “I don’t really know, I didn’t ask, but that’s what I’ve heard.”

“Huh,” Ven murmured. Riku made an interested noise. Like I can do? He wondered. Was that possible? Would Zexion, if they ever met again, if he wasn't dead like Riku thought he was, have an explanation of why they could do that?

Zexion says that there were visitors and he picked up two scents. He starts to say one was Maleficent but is cut off by Vexen, who says that’s absurd, and that Maleficent is gone.

She is, Riku thought, letting his eyes slip closed in relief for the quickest second. She’s gone now, she’s not coming back. She's not.

Zexion explains that the scent didn’t belong to the real Maleficent, just a very convincing double, though he can’t see more due to the double being no more due to the other visitor. Lexaeus asks who the other visitor is, but Zexion is unsure, mentioning that the scent was very close to ‘the Superior’.

“Who’s the Superior?” Sora asked. He had a feeling he knew who it was, it would make sense, but he wanted to make sure.

“Xemnas,” Roxas hissed, curling his hands into fists. “That was his title.”

“A bit grandiose, isn’t it?” Vanitas asked, curling his lip slightly, and Roxas nodded.

“He was,” Axel replied.

Vexen says that’s ridiculous, but Zexion tells him those are the facts.

“Vexen seems to think a lot of things are ridiculous,” Terra noted, relaxing slightly now that Maleficent and all her words were gone.

Axel shrugged. “He only believes in himself,” he mentioned. “And his ‘research’.”

Research, like me and my brother, Xion thought.

Zexion asks what they should do and Lexaeus says they should wait and see what develops.

“They’re going to be a problem for you, aren’t they?” Kairi asked, looking over at Riku, and Riku nodded. While he only faced Vexen once and didn’t see him die, Lexaeus and Zexion had been the main threat to him. Along with Ansem.

Riku walks into another white hallway and the voice asks him why he shuns the darkness.

Because it’s bad, Terra thought, finally casting a silent Cure on his palms, sealing up the tears he had created. Hopefully Aqua hadn’t realized, he had dropped that hand when she had grasped it, but he couldn’t be too careful. Because it’s the worst thing that can happen to a Keyblade Wielder.

Riku asks the voice wasn’t it listening and he knows that it heard everything he said to Maleficent.

“Have you figured out who it is?” Sora asked, recognizing the glint in onscreen Riku’s eyes, and Riku nodded. Sora distantly thought that it was very nice that Riku actually remembered going through his section of Castle Oblivion, so he could actually answer questions when they were asked.

The voice tells Riku that darkness is his weapon and that it was time Riku learned that he had to accept it.

Maybe, Riku thought, looking down at his hands. Maybe I do have to accept it. But not on your terms. Never on your terms.

Sora shook his head slightly. Riku would overcome the darkness, eventually, he knew it.

The voice tells Riku to stop resisting and to accept the darkness. It tells Riku he has no choice but to serve him again and Ansem appears in front of Riku.

Sora’s hand tightened on Riku’s. Never, never, he thought, glaring at the screen slightly. Riku was never going to be a puppet of Ansem’s again, not if Sora had anything to say about it.

Riku tipped his head to the side, studying the screen. While he didn’t like looking at Ansem, he found the sight quite repulsive, why wasn’t he scared of Ansem like he was Maleficent? Surely, Ansem had done worse to him, stealing his body and casting him to the Realm of Darkness and yet… when he looked at him, all he felt was determination to beat him again and anger that he would continue to pop up. No fear in sight.

He wondered why that was.

Riku says he thought it was Ansem and Ansem says he doesn’t seem surprised.

“Of course, I would never forget that voice,” Riku said. Any version of Ansem, be it his voice, his form, even his robed one, he was always going to recognize it. It had been ingrained into him.

Riku says that all Ansem has been talking about is the darkness and he can assume that Ansem’s back to pull Riku back in, to play puppet master.

And it’s a role I’m never going to play again, Riku promised. I may have darkness, I may be part of the dark, but it’s my darkness. My problems, my burden, but it’s nothing you can take and use to control me again. I’m free from you.

It felt nice to acknowledge it, even if it was just in his head.

Puppet master, Terra thought, remembering darkness wrapping around his limbs and moving his body, the light of his Heart Station being the only thing to keep him sane. Fitting.

Ansem says he knew Riku would be the best one to serve him and now Riku will surrender to him again, but Riku cuts him off, calling him insane and saying not a chance.

“Never again,” Riku promised aloud, feeling Sora lean on his side. Never again. He wasn’t going to lose this for anything. For anything.

Good, Aqua thought, trying to give the screen a smile but there were memories swirling around her head over and over again. If Riku can escape his possession, I bet Terra can do the same thing. I can get him back.

Riku attacks Ansem but is thrown backwards by Ansem to the floor.

Sora stiffened again, a breath hissing through his mouth. Riku was there, fighting Ansem, the one who had possessed and hurt him, and Sora couldn’t do anything about it. He couldn’t help, couldn’t offer support. He hated it.

Kairi looked over at Riku, worry racing through her as well. This was just as bad when she had to watch Sora. She still couldn’t do anything. It’s okay, she told herself. You have a Keyblade now, you’re going to be helping in the future. You’re going to keep them both safe.

Ansem asks Riku if he really thought he could do him any harm and that a weakling like Riku couldn’t even defeat Sora with the darkness on his side.

“We need to spar again,” Sora brought up, remembering the thought from the day prior. “Now that we’ve both improved a lot.”

“Okay, Sora,” Riku told him, a smile crossing his face briefly at the, admittedly, childish thought, not that there was anything wrong with that. Any interaction with Sora would be worth it, and if Sora wanted to spar, they’d spar. Riku was actually interested in how Sora would fair against him with the new training from saving the worlds twice.

Riku says to excuse him for being weak and Ansem agrees, saying that he is weak.

Roxas made a face. Ansem reminded him of Xemnas, with all the patronization and obsession with keeping his ‘pawns’ under control. Of course, Riku would hate him and-

No, he was not sympathizing with Riku! Under any circumstances. Never.

Ansem says that Riku needs the darkness and tells Riku to surrender to the darkness and to him.

Terra had just patched up his palms, he couldn’t hurt them yet again. Still, he curled his hands into fists. This… this was too much.

He felt like he was breathing quickly.

Riku says that’s not going to happen and Ansem says that only the darkness can offer Riku the strength he needs.

It can’t, it can’t, it can’t, it- Terra’s thoughts spun in circles, making his breath shaky, and he tried to think of the advice he had given Riku, given Sora. In for four.

The darkness can’t help you, it can’t, it’s only going to hurt you, it’s- shackles around his wrists, Xehanort’s voice in his head, pain in his heart, darkness, darkness, darkness-

A hand suddenly grasped his and he snapped his gaze over. Aqua was staring at him, worry in her eyes, and he swallowed. He felt like he had run a marathon. She shot him a worried, questioning look, and he shook his head quickly. He was fine, he was fine. His fault, his problems.

He got the feeling Aqua didn’t believe him.

Mickey’s voice suddenly tells Ansem that he’s wrong, a bright sphere of light swirling around Riku.

Sora relaxed slightly as the king showed up. He would protect Riku, he would. Sora looked back at the king. “Thank you,” he said, and Mickey nodded to him.

“Of course,” he responded.

Mickey tells Riku that he’s not alone and to believe that the light will never give up on him. He tells Riku that he’ll always find the light, even in the deepest darkness.

And I can, Riku thought, looking over at Sora quickly. I can always find my light. Even when I don’t want to.

Riku says he gets it and stands up, saying he won’t lose to the darkness that day. Ansem asks him if he thinks that the feeble little light can save him from the darkness Ansem commands.

Ven and Aqua both frowned, looking over at Mickey. Of all the things to call Mickey, ‘feeble little light’ was not one of them. They had known Mickey when he was still in training, and he was powerful then. He had probably only gotten more powerful in the eleven years that passed.

Riku attacks Ansem again and they fight for a second.

And Sora was worried again. He didn’t know if he was going to make it watching this whole thing.

Ansem backs up and says that Riku seems intent on resisting the darkness and invites him to see for himself, tossing him four cards.

“Question: how did Ansem get a hold of the cards?” Xion asked, tipping her head to the side slightly.

“Probably much like Marluxia,” Kairi replied, tapping her chin slowly. “He just picked them up from where the Castle had already created them.” She looked over at the Keyblade Master who had created Castle Oblivion. “Right Aqua?”

Aqua grimaced, still slightly distracted by whatever was going on with Terra and badgered by her own lack of knowledge, and simply shook her head in confusion. She didn’t know either, as much as she should.

Ansem explains that they are created from his memories and tells Riku to advance through them and realize that no matter how much he chases the light, he will never distance himself from the dark.

Maybe, Riku thought, going over the same thoughts that had been circling in his head since he started watching this. Maybe I can’t. But I still have the light and that has to count for something, right? Maybe I can do good with the dark, as paradoxical as that sounds.

Riku says he’s not running, and he’ll show that he won’t give into the darkness. Ansem says he has one more gift for Riku and reaches out, causing a dark glow to surround Riku.

“What’s he doing?” Sora asked, worried for what Ansem might be doing to Riku, but Riku shook his head.

“He’s… tempering the darkness in me, in his own words,” he explained. “Gives me a little more control.”

Riku asks what Ansem’s doing and Ansem explains that he’s tempered the darkness that remains in Riku’s heart.

Is that possible? Terra wondered, working to get his breathing back under control. Aqua still hadn’t let go of his wrist. And does a darkness user have to be the one to do it? Or is it possible for a light user to do it?

If he couldn’t get rid of his darkness, he never would escape it, if it was tempered, that would reduce the chance of him hurting someone.

Riku asks if Ansem thinks he’ll still rely on the darkness, but Ansem says that it’s Riku’s choice and says that he’ll be waiting for Riku to yield to the darkness that is within him. Ansem vanishes.

“He’s not gone forever, is he?” Kairi asked, giving Riku a side eye. She had a bad feeling that Ansem was going to be a problem again. Honestly, can’t he just leave Riku alone?

“No, he shows up again,” Riku replied. He looked down at Sora, nervousness poking at him. He had seen Sora’s reaction to Riku saying that he would destroy himself, how was Sora going to react when Riku asks that of Mickey? Hopefully not too bad.

Riku looks down at his hands, mentioning the darkness within him, before realizing that something smells funny, asking if that’s the smell of darkness.

“You can… smell darkness?” Vanitas asked blankly, staring at Riku, and the silver-haired teenager shrugged.

“I mean, yeah?”

“Why?” Vanitas questioned, blinking in surprise. Master Xehanort had never mentioned anything like this in the past. “How?

Riku shrugged again. “Because I can?” He offered and Vanitas shook his head in disbelief.

Mickey tells Riku not to worry and when Riku looks up, Mickey is standing in front of him. Except he’s see through.

“Mickey, what?” Aqua asked, looking over at the other Keyblade Wielder.

“I needed to get to Riku,” Mickey defended. “I don’t really know how it happened, I just tried to find his heart with mine. I was able to project a version of me, I think.”

“That would have been helpful,” Ven muttered, thinking of all the separations they had gone through eleven years prior. Aqua agreed with him.

Riku asks what happened and says that he can see straight through Mickey. Mickey explains that he can only send a little bit of his power to this place.

“You need to teach me how to do that,” Riku told Mickey and the mouse nodded.

Terra looked away. He should have been the one to teach Riku, and yet, he shouldn’t have Bequeathed to Riku at all. Not with everything he had done. It was probably better that Riku had Mickey for a teacher.

Mickey says he’s got a request of Riku and tells Riku that just because the darkness has a hold on him, he shouldn’t let go of who he is. Mickey tells him that he has to fight the darkness within him.

Mickey looked over at the older Keyblade Wielder, gazing at Terra. While he didn’t know Terra as well as he knew the others, he knew what had happened to the young Keyblade Wielder. He hoped that Terra could take these words to heart as well. It hadn’t been Terra’s fault that he was possessed by Master Xehanort, and they would rescue him, no matter what it took. Just like they would rescue Aqua and Ven.

I’m trying, Riku thought. I’m trying.

Mickey says he knows that it won’t be easy and says that Riku can’t forget that there’s always light in the deepest darkness.

There’s always hope, Kairi thought, taking a deep breath, letting a smile flit across her face. There’s always hope, even when it seems the darkest.

Riku repeats what he said, and Mickey says that the two of them have seen it, the welcoming light of Kingdom Hearts beyond the Door to Darkness.

Axel still wondered what Kingdom Hearts was exactly. Was it a power? A place? He had a feeling that many of the Keyblade Wielders didn’t know either.

Mickey tells Riku not to give up and to believe in the light. Riku says he’ll do his best.

I’ll believe in Sora always, Riku thought, looking at the boy who was still attached to his side. And all the light that he represents.

Mickey says that he’ll keep trying to find a way to reach Riku and says that he’ll get there he promises.

“Thank you, Mickey,” Riku said softly, turning to look at the mouse. “For being there.”

“Always,” Mickey replied. “We’re pals.” Riku chuckled softly.

Riku tries to take Mickey’s hand when it’s offered but he goes through him. He asks if Mickey’s an illusion and Mickey tells him not to worry and that they shook hands in their hearts, they’re connected.

All Keyblade Wielders are connected, Aqua thought, looking around the room again. Sometimes it’s hard to see those connections and sometimes we lose them to the darkness, but they’re always there. She took a deep breath. I have to believe that or I’m going to lose it.

Riku agrees and Mickey says he has to go and disappears. Riku stands up and heads to the door, remarking that he’s alone again.

“And never again,” Sora promised, looking up at Riku and giving him a smile. “We’re never going to be separated again.”

“I know,” Riku replied with a small smile of his own. “I know.” Let it be true, he thought, turning back to the screen. Don’t leave me when you see the rest of this. All of it.

Be with me, please. Never leave.

I don’t know what I’d do without you.

Notes:

You ever have a moment where you're lying on the ground with loud music blasting in your ears and your brain is doing the mental equivalent of the Macarena? Yeah, that's how my weekend went. Man, I'm tired. This chapter fought me, so hard. I can't believe it.

But thank you all for all your responses to my question for you. While I didn't keep the chapter up to see, I took pictures of all your heartwarming comments to hold onto, and they all meant a lot to me. Due to extreme popular request, and a tad bit of my own bias in there, we will be using the novel more than the playthrough. (Which is why the dialogue might be a little different than what you remember) That means Riku's story will be 5 chapters.

And this is just a quick thing I want to address, but even though I will have a lot more time for the next three months due to summer break, I'm not going to be updating this story every other day and working on it every waking moment, as fun as that would be. I have other works I need to finish, including the sequel to my KH Fantasy AU that just wrapped, and that's going to be long. I'll still be working on this, promise, but there will probably be updates only once a week. I'm sorry if there were people who would hope that I was going to be able to do five chapters a week now that summer had rolled around, but that's unfortunately not going to be the case. Thanks for understanding!

No notes because I am far too tired for them. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated. Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 36: A Reflection of Monstro

Notes:

CW: Panic attack (Short and strange, but a panic attack still)

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Riku enters another room, where it turns into Monstro.

Sora grimaced when he saw the world. It made sense, Riku had travelled to less worlds than him during their first adventure, so he would have less options to choose from to visit, but did the castle continually have to throw him into worlds that would only make him feel bad?

Riku looked off to the side quickly. While it wasn’t as bad as some of the other ones, he hadn’t actually succeeded in kidnapping Pinocchio after all, he still hated what he had done there. But he had to face it, like he had faced everything else. Not me anymore, he promised himself for the umpteenth time. Not anymore.

Riku realizes he’s in Monstro and looks around. Pinocchio calls to him, asking what he’s doing.

“Oh,” Kairi muttered, suddenly remembering something. “Riku, before, in Hollow Bastion, Maleficent remembered you.”

“Yeah, she did,” Riku replied slowly, a tad bit confused about where Kairi was going with her statement. “Why?”

“Is Pinocchio going to?” She questioned and several of the watchers winced at that. They all remembered what Riku had done there.

“No,” Riku replied, shaking his head once, but there was relief rushing through his veins. If Pinocchio had remembered him, like Maleficent had done, he didn’t know how he would have reacted. He would have certainly deserved the anger and distrust that no doubt would have been thrown his way, but his past self, already so unstable… He remembered Sora’s words about how he couldn’t hurt himself and was glad that his past self hadn’t met good people that remembered him. Because he wouldn’t have been able to abide by Sora’s wishes then.

Thankfully, the only people he had met with their memories of things Riku had done had been the villains he had worked with briefly.

“I wonder why?” Xion murmured to herself. Aqua bit down on the inside of her lip.

Riku greets him, surprised, and Pinocchio asks how he knows his name.

Because I hurt you, Riku’s mind answered, though the words didn’t make their way into the real world. Something he was grateful for.

“Y’know, that kid has got to stop walking up to strangers,” Axel drawled with a slow shake of his head. “It’s going to end badly for him one day.”

“It did, apparently,” Sora mentioned and several of the watchers looked over at him. “Yeah, something happened before their world fell due to Pinocchio’s openness. Though, Jiminy didn’t tell me much.”

“Huh,” Axel muttered. Wonder what it was…?

Riku evades the question and Pinocchio asks if he’s all alone. Riku replies that he is.

Sora frowned a little at that. It’s okay, he reminded himself, like he had so many times before. We’re together now. Riku’s never going to be alone again. Neither am I. He took a deep breath, snuggling closer to Riku. Nothing’s ever going to pull us apart again. I won’t let it.

Mickey cursed a little bit that he couldn’t have made it to the castle sooner. Riku shouldn’t have been alone for one more second more than he needed to be.

Pinocchio says that so is he, only for his nose to grow and prove he’s lying.

Such a terrible curse, Vanitas thought, watching the screen through half-lidded eyes as he felt Naminé trace little patterns on his hand as she watched. Being unable to lie. Sure, some people can see through lies and it’s stupid to try, his Master for one, but being unable to lie to anyone at all? That would be torture.

Truths always hurt more and could be used easier than lies.

Riku asks Pinocchio that he’s not alone and Pinocchio says that his father is with him. Pinocchio asks if Riku has a father and Riku says that he doesn’t have anyone.

“Not true,” Sora insisted, looking up at the older boy. “Even when we’re apart, you always have me. And I always have you. And we both have Kairi.” He nudged Riku slightly when the boy didn’t respond. “Riku.”

“I know Sora, I know this now,” Riku confirmed, looking down at him. “I was just in a bad place then.”

“Well, remember it,” Kairi continued, looking over at the both of them. “You’re always going to have us.” Riku nodded to her uncertainly. He wasn’t expecting this when they had started watching his side. Well, he hadn’t been expecting to watch himself at all. He hadn't thought he would have been important enough for a section of the watching to focus on him.

Pinocchio says that Riku’s alone then, only for his nose to prove he’s lying again. Pinocchio says not to trick him into lying.

“See?” Sora said, gesturing to the screen with his free hand. Riku reached out, catching it and gently putting it in Sora’s lap.

“Yes, I know,” he replied. “I know.”

“I was always there, Riku,” Mickey informed him and the boy turned to look at him. Mickey smiled at him, at the boy he considered a pupil and a son. “Even when you couldn’t see me.”

“I know,” Riku repeated. “I know that now.”

But the darkness is so good at making you feel alone, Terra thought, curling his unoccupied hand into a fist, Aqua still holding onto his other one. He tried to lessen the pressure, to not make himself bleed again, but it was a struggle. Everything turns to darkness and nothingness, and you forget everything good in the world, only trapped with yourself and your thoughts.

Pinocchio says that Riku’s not alone either then and his nose shrinks. Riku mutters that he is too alone.

Sora made a squawking sound and Riku sighed. “Sora, I know,” he insisted, already knowing what Sora was going to say. “I know I’m not alone.”

“Still, it’s good to repeat it,” Aqua said gently and Riku looked over at her. “I know how much the darkness can make you feel like you’re alone, but you’re not. You’re never alone, not as a Keyblade Wielder.”

“What does being a Keyblade Wielder have to do with it?” Roxas questioned and Aqua hummed.

“Well, nothing really,” she admitted with a small grimace, shrugging her shoulders slightly. “But we’re all a part of the Light and Keyblade Wielders rely on connections.”

“We do?” Xion asked and Aqua nodded.

“We do,” she confirmed. “Keyblade Wielders were not meant to be alone, and we gain strength from being with each other, to support each other and keep each other away from darkness.”

All the good having friends did for me, Terra thought but immediately banished that thought. It wasn’t Aqua’s and Ven’s fault he was weak.

“So even if you think you’re alone, you have people looking out for you,” Aqua finished. “There will always be another Keyblade Wielder willing to be there for you.”

Oh really? Vanitas thought with a narrowing of his eyes. Would you be there for me, ‘Master Aqua’? Even though he didn’t need it.

“Plus, loneliness is a good pathway to darkness,” Aqua murmured, mostly to herself. “Any way to keep it away.”

Riku walks away from Pinocchio, looking around until Heartless attack him.

Sora banished the thoughts that had been circling his mind since Aqua’s speech and instead tried not to stiffen up too much. Again, he knew Riku could handle himself, but he still didn’t like the older boy having to fight the Heartless alone. Sora needed to be there, to defend Riku, to keep him safe like he had with everyone else. He had to save everyone.

In the past, Riku is running through Destiny Islands as they start to fall.

“Wait, what’s happening?” Ven asked, sitting up slightly and blinking in confusion.

“I was thinking about the past a lot during this,” Riku admitted, kicking one of his feet slowly. “About… everything. I didn’t realize the screen was going to show it.”

“To be fair, none of us have any idea what’s happening here,” Naminé pointed out, gesturing at the screen. “It’s not like Brain explained what he was doing, specifically, before starting to show us the past.”

“So, we get to see the fall from your perspective?” Axel asked, raising an eyebrow, and Riku grimaced. He hoped not.

“Probably,” he answered instead.

Riku stops in front of the secret place, where two big doors have covered the entrance.

“I forgot about those,” Sora murmured, biting the inside of his cheek and trying not to remember the panic and fear that had gone through him that night, losing everything in a second, not knowing what was going on with Riku, with Kairi. And everything that had happened so fast after the fact, not even knowing that there was a chance that his Island was coming back.

He took a deep breath, slamming his eyes closed for a second. Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. He tried to bury himself in memories of sun-stained beaches and ringing laughter, but he wasn’t sure how well it worked.

A voice asks Riku if he wants to see other worlds and he turns around to see a man in a black cloak.

“He was just… waiting for you?” Roxas asked and Riku nodded shortly. He didn’t know how Ansem knew he was going to be there, how Ansem had known anything, but the cloaked figure had been there since the beginning. For better and mostly for worse.

The man tells Riku that the door will open soon and that Riku has nothing to fear from the darkness. Riku looks interested.

“Well, that changes things,” Axel muttered, mostly to himself, but Aqua looked over at him.

“What do you mean?” She asked, tipping her head to the side slightly, and Axel made a face.

“Well, no one ever told Riku that darkness was bad, did they?” He mentioned, shrugging one of his shoulders. “That was something he had to learn after the fact, once he was already using it.”

“Darkness is bad though,” Terra said, and Axel shook his head.

You all know that because you had a Master and grew up in this whole Keyblade… culture, thing.” He waved his hand dismissively. He didn’t really understand everything about Keyblades and the like, mostly because he wasn’t a part of it. Though he would learn so he could support his kids, if that was needed. “But to us ‘normal people’ darkness is just something there, something a part of life.”

“Wouldn’t it be obvious that darkness was bad though?” Ven piped up and Axel hummed.

“Depends on the context,” he countered. “Darkness is just a part of life to us. The thing that comes after the day, that appears when you put out the light. Many mythologies have some version of personified ‘darknesses’, sure.” At least, they did in Radiant Garden. “But those aren't fully evil.” He moved his gaze then, from the older Keyblade Wielders to Riku, who looked like he was questioning everything. “So how was he supposed to know?”

“Riku?” Sora questioned and Riku grimaced.

“I… I didn’t think it was wholly ‘good’,” he admitted, pulling his hand from Sora’s grip to twist his fingers together. “But I didn’t think it was ‘evil’ either. It was going to help me explore the worlds, like I had always wanted to. It was going to take me and Sora and Kairi and I was told not to fear it by someone who clearly knew more than I did.”

Terra froze then, the memory of Master Xehanort with him in front of the Land of Departure after the Mark of Mastery flashing in front of his eyes. Of Xehanort’s words about how Darkness couldn’t be destroyed only channeled. He had respected Xehanort, of course he had, he had been Master Eraqus’s friend. How was he supposed to know…?

He shook his head roughly, but minutely. He was just trying to justify himself; he should have known. There was no excuse for what he did.

“Is Darkness really evil?” Naminé murmured to herself. “Seems rather subjective to me.” After all, DiZ and Riku had been working for the light when they had captured Roxas. She had been trying to work for the Light when she told Xion what it was she had to do to her. And Axel had been Dark, but he was only trying to get his friend back.

Subjective, wasn’t it?

Vanitas looked down at Naminé in shock when he heard her murmur. That’s… not possible. It’s not. She just doesn’t know what she’s talking about.

“Well then,” Axel said with a head nod in Riku’s direction. “Should we just take this as a learning opportunity then?” He honestly didn’t know where he had been going with his words when he had first started talking. He had just realized that, like so many other things, perceptions could be changed by how much information someone did or didn’t have. He would know.\

Aqua didn't have anything to say, brain frozen and tongue dead in her mouth.

Kairi comes running up to Riku.

“Did all of you boat to an island in the middle of a storm?” Mickey asked, remembering Sora's dash to get to the raft during the storm. Three nods were sent his way. “That’s incredibly dangerous.”

“It’s not like we haven’t done it before,” Kairi justified, and Mickey simply shook his head.

The black cloaked man watches Kairi as she tells Riku that the raft will be washed away.

Kairi shivered when she saw that. She knew that being a Princess of Heart was an honor and would allow her to help her friends sometimes, she just wished it didn’t mean that someone was always trying to come after her. She barely knew how to use her ‘Princess of Heart’ powers, she highly doubted that someone else would know how to either.

“Was the raft washing away a big worry?” Xion asked, looking over at the three Islanders. “You all seemed worried about it.”

“Well, during storms, the waves can get pretty high,” Sora replied. “It was possible that it could happen.”

Riku tells Kairi not to mind the raft and that there’s another way to go to the outside world.

And that was all I wanted, in the beginning, Riku thought, watching his younger self. To explore with my friends, to grow strong enough to protect them like I had promised that stranger all those years ago. He looked over at Terra, seeing the vision of the stranger in his mind again. It had to be Terra, it just had to be. I also wanted to find him, to find where he went and what he had been doing. He had been important, my little five-year-old self was able to understand that easily.

Kairi asks about Sora and Riku turns to the cloaked figure, asking if Kairi and Sora can come too.

Sora, briefly, wondered what might have happened had all three of them gone through the darkness to the outside world like Riku had wanted them to. Would everything be different? Would all three of them have ended up in Hollow Bastion? Would Kairi still have had her heart? Would Riku be the wielder of Kingdom Key instead of Sora?

He frowned then. They hadn’t ever really discussed the whole ‘Riku was supposed to have the Kingdom Key’ thing. Who knew if it was even true, given that Maleficent was the one to tell Riku that? They were both Bequeathed to, that was obvious, and Keyblades could be shared between Wielders, they knew that as well, but the whole ‘Riku’s first’? They hadn’t talked about that. Was that… normal? Or possible?

He would have to talk to Aqua and Terra about that later.

The cloaked figure nods and disappears inside the Secret Place. Kairi asks what that was about and Riku tells her to wait by the door while he goes and gets Sora.

Both Riku and Sora made a face as they remembered what happened then. Sora had been so scared, so worried when he had seen that. What was going on with Riku? What had been happening in general? But now, knowing what he did… would he had jumped in after Riku, if he knew everything?

Riku wished he hadn’t been so stupid to take the stranger’s words. Never mind what Axel said, he should have been smarter than that, to assume that the darkness was fine to use. He had just… really wanted to get out there, with Sora. After what he had overheard and then saw…

Kairi calls after Riku but he doesn’t stop.

With a playful huff, Kairi reached over and nudged Riku slightly. When the boy looked over at her, she raised an eyebrow at him. “Next time, don’t leave me alone when a world’s falling to pieces, okay?” She said and Riku nodded. Hopefully there wouldn’t ever be a ‘next time’ but sure, he’d do his best. “Good.”

Riku stops at the edge of the island and Sora runs up behind him, asking where Kairi is.

Sora pressed his lips together until they turned white. Maybe he could have done something, he should have done something different. Should have stopped Riku from falling to darkness, from Kairi losing her heart. He was the one to save the worlds, why couldn’t he save his friends?

Riku tells him that the door is open and that they can go to the outside world now.

I should have explained better, Riku thought, shaking his head. I should have been better, shouldn’t have been so blindsided by the fact that it was finally, finally happening. He paused, biting the inside of his cheek. Well, I shouldn’t have fallen for it at all. I shouldn’t have gotten myself mixed in the darkness that I can’t ever separate myself from now.

Riku tells Sora that Kairi’s coming with them and while they might never be able to go back home, this is their only chance, and they can’t let fear stop them.

Even though he had heard it before, from Sora’s point of view, and remembered saying it himself, Riku still cringed when he heard himself speaking to Sora. He sounded insane, sounded possessed. And he was, in a way. He had just finally gotten the chance to leave, something he had been dreaming of for ten years, and this way, he could make sure Sora was coming with him. That Sora wouldn’t leave him with Kairi, and he would never see him again. He hadn’t known then, that it was love he felt for Sora, that had only been figured out during the year Sora was asleep, but he knew he wanted Sora. And that had only ended badly for both him and Sora.

It was better if he just stayed as far from the light champion as he could.

Riku reaches out for Sora and Sora tries to reach him, only for the darkness to swallow him up. Riku opens his eyes at Hollow Bastion.

I should have gone with him, Sora thought, making a face at the familiar setting that he knew hurt Riku so much. I should have been there to protect him; to keep the darkness away from him so it couldn’t taint him to the point that he no longer believes he can be rid of it. Darkness was bad, no matter what Axel said. He took a deep breath, wanting to reach out for Riku’s hand again but not wanting to disturb the older boy. I should have been there for him.

Back in Monstro, Riku fights Heartless after Heartless as he goes through the whale. Sora runs into the first floor of Castle Oblivion, noting that he has a feeling that the friends he, Donald, and Goofy are missing are there.

“Wait, what’s that?” Ven asked, leaning forward slightly, and Roxas made a face.

“It’s from before,” he told his mirror image. “When we were watching Sora’s side.”

“Why are we seeing it now, do you think?” Naminé wondered, tracing a heart on the glove on Vanitas’s palm.

The darkness user frowned. “Maybe to remind us that this is happening at the same time.” He paused. “It is happening at the same time, right?” He directed the question at Naminé, as he wouldn’t lower himself to asking the light bearers, but it was Axel who answered.

“It was,” the Nobody confirmed, and Vanitas pressed his lips together, forcing his face back under a mask of blankness.

Vexen is looking down at a puppet in the basement when Zexion appears.

Xion reared back from the screen. “What is that?” She spit out, something primal within her recoiling at the sight of it. Feelings and memories and thoughts assaulted her, memories of white walls and pain and everything being pressed into them, and they couldn’t breathe and they didn’t know anything before they knew something and ‘Number i, forget everything’ and pain, pain, pain-

“Xion!” Axel called and her eyes snapped open, her breaths tripping over themselves and her hands shaking from where they were cradled gently by Axel. Axel, who was kneeling in front of her, watching her carefully. Roxas was pressed up against her side and when she looked over, there was clear concern in his eyes, one of his hands on her shoulder.

“What?” She asked breathlessly, looking back at Axel. She realized how quiet it had gotten and when she looked past her friend, she could see everyone watching her in concern as well. “What happened?”

“You stopped breathing,” Axel told her gently and she looked back at him. “Like a panic attack.” But slightly scarier, in Axel's humble opinion. At least the others had been hyperventilating, shaking, whenever they had their panic attacks. Xion had just... froze.

“I- I didn’t mean to,” she whispered out, mostly still reeling from whatever had just assaulted her mind, and Axel chuckled quietly.

“I know kid,” he told her. “Was it the puppet?”

Puppet, puppet, white walls, blue hair and yellow eyes. “Last time you’ll see these walls.” “Isn’t it such an amazing creation?” Hurt, hurt, “Number i, Number i-”

“Okay, that’s an answer,” Axel muttered, and she flinched, hunching her shoulder up to her ears.

“I’m not supposed to remember anything,” she said robotically, the words almost pulled from her lips without her consent. White walls, white walls, number i, Xion, Roxas, everything gone from their mind, the puppet in the flower bud next to them, their sibling-

“Does this have to do with Vexen’s research and the fact that he created Xion?” Naminé asked, worry for her friend going through her. She had grasped onto Vanitas’s arm in panic when Xion had reacted and while she wanted to get up and hurry over, to make sure that Xion was okay, she knew she couldn’t. She didn’t want to overwhelm the girl more than she already was overwhelmed.

“Xion wasn’t supposed to remember any of it,” Axel said sharply, guessing what was going on faster than anyone. He had studied all of Vexen’s notes, after all.

“And seeing at least some of Vexen’s research…” Sora said slowly, watching Xion carefully. He might not know that much about her, but he didn’t want anything to happen to her, especially if it wasn’t her fault.

“Images invoke memories,” Ven murmured, biting his own tongue slightly, remembering the headaches that would rip across his mind sometimes when something, seemingly, innocuous would cross his eyesight.

“But when the Riku Replica showed up, she didn’t react like this,” Kairi pointed out uncertainly and Axel shrugged.

“Must not have been enough,” he said shortly, keeping his focus directly on Xion. “Are you okay?”

“I… don’t know,” she admitted, swallowed roughly. She had learned some of her past during their year together, especially her forays into Castle Oblivion, but she didn’t know everything, and she had never actually seen physical evidence of it, just notes and words. She almost wanted to look back at the screen, to look at the white humanoid that Vexen had been working on, because was that what she had looked like? Before she had made herself? Was that her brother, before he had been Riku?

“If you don’t look, will that be better?” Aqua asked, her heel bouncing slightly as her anxiety had nowhere to go. She wanted to help, she knew Terra wanted to help as well, but they could both acknowledge that this wasn’t their place. Xion had Axel and Roxas to help her.

Xion swallowed again, not answering. Like before, she didn’t know. She hadn’t had anything like this happen, if she didn’t count the few episodes she’d had while absorbing Sora’s memories through Roxas.

“Okay, well, we’ll try that,” Axel decided, standing up from his kneeling position and sitting back down next to her, Roxas scooting back over to his spot, though he still peered around Axel to look at her. “Xion, if you need to, you can look away.” She nodded shakily and she couldn’t help the way she reached out and wound her hands around one of Axel’s arms. What had happened to her… it felt like before, when she was killing Roxas slowly by just being around him and ended in her forcing him to kill her. She didn’t want something like that to happen again, not in any way.

Zexion tells Vexen that he identified the scent and that it is Riku.

Thankfully, the focus had shifted to Vexen and Zexion’s conversation more than the experiments Vexen was working on in the background and Xion was able to watch the screen without her brain freaking out on her again. But she couldn’t remove the itch in the back of her head that wanted to learn more, wanted to see her brother before he was her brother. Did I look like that?

“How did they know your name?” Kairi wondered, looking over at Riku, and the boy frowned.

“I don’t know,” he admitted, trying to focus back on the screen. He had been worried for Xion, she had already been through enough, most of it at his own hands, so she didn’t deserve to have yet another thing hurt her when she was only trying to live.

“Well, Xemnas always did his best to be informed about everything,” Axel mentioned, remembering the long meetings in their meeting place, Saix and Xigbar doing most of the talking. “Especially with your interaction with him before Ansem’s defeat.”

Sora made a face. Why don’t I remember that? What else am I forgetting, what else, what else-? Happy thoughts, Happy thoughts. This ship runs on happy faces.

“It’s not a far stretch that’s how Xemnas knew,” Axel finished and Riku nodded at that.

Vexen says that Riku was stuck behind the Door to Darkness with the King and asks how he could have escaped.

“How does Xemnas know all this?” Aqua muttered but shook her head. Not important at the moment, Xemnas was dead in their timeline if Sora and Riku were right.

Axel grimaced. “He was just like that,” he sneered.

“And as for how he escaped, we have no idea,” Kairi mentioned. She turned to look at Riku. “How did you do it?”

“No idea,” Riku said, parroting her, and Kairi threw her hands up in exasperation.

“You’re the boy of impossible tasks.”

Zexion says that Riku’s being was once merged with the darkness and that he’s closer to the darkness now. Vexen realizes that it’s how Zexion mistook him for the Superior.

Riku curled his hands tighter into fists. He was still close to the darkness. Still a taint on everyone around him. And everyone could tell, not just his friends. Everyone knew of his failures; everyone knew of his weakness. And there was nothing he could do about it.

Terra looked over at him from the corner of his eye. I’m sorry I placed this destiny on you, I’m sorry I brought you into this. You should have stayed a bright light, like Aqua and Ven and Sora and Kairi. Not withered and broken like me.

Vexen hypothesizes that it’s how Riku facilitated his escape from the dark realm.

So, the darkness helped me get out? Riku wondered, biting his lip. He knew the darkness could be… ‘helpful’, for all that he didn’t want to give it anything, but… It had helped him escape? He didn’t know if he wanted to take Vexen’s word for it, given the man’s track record, but it was the closest thing he had to an answer.

Vexen calls Riku ‘quite a specimen’, quoting that he’s connected to both the Keyblade and the darkness.

“So, these people know about the Keyblade too?” Ven questioned and Axel shrugged.

“Well, while I don’t know a lot, I know that before… everything, Xehanort and his fellow apprentices were studying the heart and the like.” He didn’t notice, or he ignored, the flinches that several of the older Keyblade Wielders had made at Xehanort’s name being dropped so casually. “It’s not too hard to guess that they knew about Keyblade Wielders, especially if Xehanort recalled his memories.”

“Did he?” Roxas asked, turning to Terra, and the older boy dug his nails into his palms again.

“It’s… complicated,” he answered eventually in a mutter, not looking at any of them. Aqua squeezed his hand slightly but he pulled it from her grip, holding both of his hands tightly in his lap.

“Anyway, they’re knowledgeable,” Ven said, doing his best not to look at his friends seated on his either side. He didn’t know what was going on behind him, but he knew it was something.

Aqua pulled her now empty hand back to herself. Idiot, she chastised herself. You couldn’t comfort him before, what makes you think you could do it now?

Vexen says they’ll need more data and Zexion says that he wants to know how Riku appeared in Castle Oblivion.

You and everyone else, Xion thought.

Vexen says it’s quite simple and that Riku’s existence resonates with that of another hero.

“Me?” Sora questioned, tipping his head to the side in confusion. “How could I have done anything to get Riku there?”

“It could have been your hearts,” Mickey brought up, thinking back to his own training and knowledge. “They could have been drawn to each other; it could have helped Riku make his way there.”

“Can hearts do that?” Kairi asked and Aqua nodded.

“They can,” she explained. “They can lend strength, lead people. Keyblades are sometimes the conduit for these actions, but it’s always the heart’s actions.” She looked over at Ven then, remembering having his sleeping body on her back and his Keyblade pointing the way to the Land of Departure, acting on the will of his heart.

“Like Beast!” Sora realized, perking up slightly, and Riku gave him a blank look, something copied by the others. “Y’know? He believed he would find Belle and he focused on her and he ended up in Hollow Bastion? Right?”

He blinked at Aqua when he said that, and she hummed. “I… suppose,” she said slowly. “It could be that.”

“Cool,” Sora murmured.

Zexion realizes he’s talking about Sora and Vexen says that Sora arrived earlier and that by now, Marluxia would have set his plan in motion using Naminé.

Naminé flinched at the wording. She didn’t want to be… used. She didn’t want to be in a position where people could use her, she wanted to be able to use her powers at her own leisure and for good, to help people. Not like Larxene and Marluxia had wanted. Nothing like that.

Vanitas looked down at her when he felt her flinch and twisted their positions slightly, so he could wrap one arm around her and place his chin on her shoulder in silent comfort. If anyone wanted to take Naminé, they were going to have to go through him.

Aqua looked over at the two of them. You promised, she reminded herself, thinking back to what she had promised herself when she had talked to Vanitas. Clearly, there had been some reason for him acting so harsh eleven years ago and he also wasn’t faking his care for Naminé, so it was just a waiting game. She wouldn’t antagonize him, she wouldn’t interact with him, and she’d just wait and see what the screen would reveal about Vanitas’s past. Probably nothing that would justify or even explain his actions, but she could dream.

Sometimes... people were just like that.

Vexen says that it seems like Marluxia wants the Keyblade Master for himself and says Marluxia can have his silly plots. While Marluxia plays around with Sora, they can have Riku all to themselves.

“No thank you,” Riku muttered to himself, nose scrunching up in distaste. He had only had negative interactions with the Nobodies on the screen and his feelings towards them only grew when he had witnessed how Vexen treated Sora when they interacted.

“Absolutely not,” Sora promised, leaning into Riku’s side. No one was using any of them, and that included everyone in that room, watching the past/future, for any misdeeds of any kind. Sora wouldn’t allow it. Everyone in the room deserved safety, freedom, love, and while some of them had already lost it, Sora was going to get it back for them. And protect all of the remaining ones. He was the hero of the Keyblade after all. He had saved the worlds twice. He could do it again.

Vexen says that the entity that holds real value is the one so much like their Superior: Riku, the Hero of Darkness.

Riku bit down on his tongue. He wasn’t… He wasn’t just darkness. He couldn’t be, he wasn’t going to allow himself to be anymore. He may have darkness, but he sure as hell wasn’t going to become its ‘hero’ or whatever Vexen was spouting. Never.

Terra flinched. That title better fit him, or so his mind would tell him. Please, just stop hurting Riku, he begged the world. Let him return to the light fully, let him be good. Don’t force him to repeat my mistakes more than once.

Vexen turns back to his puppet.

Xion slammed her eyes closed and spun around, planting her face into Axel’s side. Her breath shook as she attempted to breathe, tripping over her lungs and the memories that flashed in her mind, about things she would rather forget, that she wasn’t supposed to remember. Roxas looked over at her in concern, but she waved him off. She hadn’t gotten a good look this time, so she was better than before.

Riku runs through Monstro, fighting more Heartless as he goes. He gets scared by a massive Heartless falling from the ceiling.

Kairi shrieked, Naminé yelped, and Ven nearly slipped off the couch from jumping in place. Sora sucked in a breath, feeling his heartrate go up several paces. Aqua pressed a hand to her chest.

“It’s the Heartless you fought before,” Roxas noted with a glance at Riku. “The one that had trapped Pinocchio.”

“Though the puppet’s not there right then,” Axel replied.

“I didn’t see him after that first encounter,” Riku mentioned, looking over at Sora in concern. The Heartless wasn’t that scary, was it?

Riku notes that he’s in the mood to hit something and attacks the Heartless.

“Riku,” Sora scolded half-heartedly and Riku gave him a look.

“You have done worse,” Kairi countered, and Sora turned to her with a betrayed look. Riku chuckled.

Black mist rises up around Riku as he attacks the Heartless and he’s surprised, backing up.

Terra froze, remembering Radiant Garden and The Keyblade Graveyard and Braig’s blood on his hands and darkness after darkness, falling into that dark pit over and over and over again. The darkness eating at his hands, at his mind, his attacks stained black, the corruption staining his heart, no it’s not possible-!

“What’s happening?” Ven asked, frowning slightly. He had felt Terra go stiff next to him, not for the first time, but he didn’t look over. He knew what had happened the last time he had tried to pry into Terra’s problems.

“He’s using the power of darkness,” Terra answered with a dry throat, feeling his nails bite into his palms. Snow White and Aurora and everyone he had hurt, the darkness within him, everything he did wrong, so wrong-

“That’s what darkness looks like?” Xion questioned, having looked back at the screen once Vexen was gone. Roxas had frozen as well, remembering a night under the stars in a city he knew, fighting against the boy and scraping and scrambling to try and complete his goal, only for his opponent to change.

“Yeah,” Riku admitted with a swallow, preparing for Sora to lean away from him, to pull himself from Riku’s grip because how dare he use darkness, look at him, look at how dark he was, look-

Sora bit down on his lip. Seeing Riku use darkness… It just reminded him of Ansem piloting Riku’s body around, clashing his weapon with his and preparing to use Kairi to end all the worlds. But at the same time, it wasn’t Riku’s fault that he had darkness, that was Ansem’s fault. And they could get it out of him, they would find a way.

He leaned closer to Riku, causing the boy’s eyes to widen slightly. “It’s okay,” Sora told the older boy. “We’ll find a way to get it out of you.”

Riku tried to contain his flinch. How was Sora going to react when he found out it was a part of him? “Of course,” he responded instead.

Riku wonders what’s happening but attacks the Heartless again once it attacks him. He realizes that the darkness is making him stronger, and he briefly turns back into his darkness form.

“No it’s not,” Terra hissed out, hunching his shoulders slightly when the attention of the room shifted to him. “Riku, it might feel like that, but darkness does not make you stronger.”

“In that circumstance,” Riku started, thinking back to the darkness that was at his command, the darkness that Ansem had tempered within him, but Terra shook his head rapidly.

“It doesn’t,” he insisted. “It will only make you more weak.” Riku did his best to contain his flinch at that, swallowing back words that he wanted to say. He might not like it, but darkness was a part of him now. He would always have it and it had helped him in the past, he knew it. He could control it.

But at the same time, who was he to argue with the older Keyblade Wielders? They had been around longer than they had, and they’d had an actual Master to train them.

“Okay,” he muttered and Aqua gave him a gentle look, probably meaning for it to be reassuring, though Riku couldn’t find that purpose in it.

“It’s okay, Riku,” she told him. “Like Sora said, we can find a way to get it out of you. All of you.” She looked out of the corner of her eye at that, back towards Terra, but her friend didn’t meet her gaze. “Even if it feels balanced within you, we can help.”

Riku didn’t answer any of them. Axel looked between the different Keyblade Wielders, wondering if he should intervene. He didn’t really have a place, he wasn’t a Keyblade Wielder after all, but still… Riku didn’t seem like he needed the darkness within him removed. Sure, being Ansem for a while wasn’t ideal, but he seemed fine now. Maybe there was a different reason? Still, didn’t seem necessary.

Riku manages to defeat the Heartless and looks down at his hands, wondering about the power of darkness. He reverts back to his normal form.

Stop, stop, stop, Terra repeated in his mind. Don’t go down that path, don’t do that, please.

He never should have brought Riku into this life.

Riku walks through a door that has appeared, ending up back in a marble hallway.

“Wow, you really didn’t meet anyone,” Sora noted, tipping his head to the side. “Only Pinocchio and that was brief.”

Riku shrugged. He had already said so.

He turns, seeing Vexen in front of him.

“Oh great,” Roxas muttered. This probably wasn’t going to go well.

Sora narrowed his eyes at the screen. If Vexen hurt Riku…

Vexen says he must be Riku and Riku asks if he’s with Ansem.

“Well, not technically,” Axel drawled, but his fingers drumming fast against the back of the couch showed how nervous and anxious he was about this encounter. “Part of him though.”

Aqua closed her eyes quickly at that. You let that happen, you saved him, you should have stopped him better.

Vexen says that Riku is half correct.

Axel hummed, thinking back. He wondered how much the original six knew about the Organization and its founder. He wondered how much the new four knew in comparison.

“But let us say he is not the Ansem with whom you are familiar. He is Ansem and he is not Ansem. Perhaps the best way to it is… Nobody.”

“Oh, so everyone in the Organization is riddle happy,” Vanitas noted with a quick eyeroll. When Axel looked over at him in slight offense, he gave him a flat look. “You, Marluxia, and now Vexen. And Vexen before. Do you enjoy being so discreet?”

Axel paused before shrugging. “A little, yeah,” he replied. Naminé giggled and Vanitas shot her a betrayed look, which only made her laugh harder.

Riku says that he’s not in the mood for riddles and to try again. Vexen says that the mysterious person belongs to neither the light nor the dark but walks the twilight between.

Riku closed his eyes. “Do you mean the twilight road to nightfall?” “No, it’s the road to dawn.” He respected Terra and Aqua, he really did, but… he had to believe that there was good he could do with the darkness within him. He may not like it sometimes; he might resent it at others. But he couldn’t deny that it had been good to keep Sora safe during that year, to track down Roxas. He might be upset that he couldn’t control it fully when he was attempting to during that year and that he had to succumb to it fully during that final fight, but it still had been his darkness.

There had to be some goodness in the dark. Otherwise, what was everything for? Everything that he had sacrificed to try and learn to control it? He had to hope that he had it right. And maybe, he could show Terra and Aqua that.

“Are Nobodies really devoid of dark or light like that?” Aqua questioned, frowning. That wasn’t possible, right? Everything had a little light or dark, except for a few key places.

“Pretty much,” Axel answered with a shrug. “We start out with no hearts, so there’s nothing in us to hold light or dark. We just… are.”

Aqua nodded, accepting that explanation, but Sora looked over at him in confusion. Hadn’t Axel said that he didn’t have a heart, even then? Why did he just say, ‘start out’?

Riku seems to realize something, and Vexen asks if he’s catching on now, stating that Riku also stands between light and darkness.

It’s not possible for someone with a heart to stand between, Aqua thought, tapping her heel against the ground quickly. She wanted to draw her Keyblade, to get rid of the excess energy in her, but she couldn’t. You’ll have to choose either side, by your own will or against it.

Vexen says he does as well and it seems that they’ve got some things in common. Riku asks so what and if Vexen’s going to tell Riku to join him.

“Huh?” Kairi asked, looking over at Riku, who shrugged.

“Listen, I’m zero for two of dark shady people who say they’re like me only wanting to tell me that,” he justified. “They always want me on their side. I just guessed that Vexen would be the same.”

Riku says that he has darkness within him but it’s still his enemy and so is Vexen for smelling of darkness as well. Vexen says if it’s a fight he wants, he’ll oblige, and summons a shield to his hand.

Riku winced slightly, remembering how the fight went. Sora probably wasn’t going to take it well.

Riku and Vexen fight, with Vexen obviously winning.

“Riku?” Sora asked, worry for Riku racing through him as he watched his friend get hurt. Riku was Riku, he was an amazing fighter. What was happening?

“I was going through a lot,” Riku said, looking off to the side. “And I was fighting with the darkness within me at the same time I was trying to fight him. It was hard.”

“Still, he didn’t hurt you too bad?” Sora checked and Riku nodded. “Okay.” He still didn’t really watch the screen, only through the corner of his eye.

Vexen taunts Riku to use the darkness, which Riku refuses to do, saying that he hates the darkness. But as they fight more, the darkness starts to float around Riku again, much to his anger.

Terra winced, unable to look at the screen. It was the same with him. The more he tried to push the darkness away, to repress it like he clearly hadn’t been doing before, the more it grew within him and slipped out, over and over again. No matter how hard he shoved it down, it only seemed to come back stronger each time.

Was it even possible for him to escape the darkness, if fighting it only made him stronger? Wouldn’t it just be better for the world of light if the source of darkness simply… disappeared?

He curled his hands into fists.

Riku’s form changes again and he finally manages to block Vexen’s shield, sending it flying.

It hadn’t escaped Aqua’s notice that Riku only won once he used the darkness. She pressed back the urge to chew on her fingernails like she hadn’t since she was a child. What was she supposed to do, how was she supposed to help? She was a Keyblade Master, so she was supposed to get rid of the darkness in the world. But two of those darknesses were people that she cared about and even then, she wasn’t that great of a Keyblade Master, was she?

And Riku, for all that he had accepted their words earlier, didn’t seem too keen on following through with it. How was she supposed to help him like she couldn’t help Terra?

Vexen calls it splendid, saying that the darkness that was coursing through Riku was a formidable power and worth the trouble of aggravating Riku.

“Right, what was the point of this?” Roxas asked, frowning at the screen. What had Vexen been thinking, confronting and attacking Riku like that, despite the fact that he had been winning? And while it had been cathartic to see Riku get beaten like that, Roxas could understand, as much as he didn’t want to, that Riku did need to win in this scenario for the good of everyone.

“He was gathering data,” Axel replied. “Or, at least, I assume so.”

“For what?” Kairi asked and Xion looked up.

“For the Replica,” she answered, nearly tripping over his name again and calling him ‘her brother’. She wasn’t ashamed of it, she just wasn’t in the mood to explain it, not quite yet. And not really, when he was gone and never coming back.

She wished she could have met her brother.

Riku says that it was all a trick and Vexen says that it has provided him invaluable data and thanks Riku before disappearing. Riku collapses to the ground.

“Riku!” Sora yelped, turning to look at the boy. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I am,” Riku told him, patting his arm slightly. Maybe it was selfish of him, but he wanted to stay connected to Sora. “I was just really tired. Darkness takes a lot out of someone. And I hadn’t exactly won that fight.”

Sora nodded, uncertainly. He was still worried for Riku, though he had to admit, he did know that this had happened a year ago. There wasn’t anything he could do about it, even if he really wanted to.

Mickey winced, looking over at Riku. He wished the boy hadn’t pushed himself so hard in the weeks following this, it was clear he needed rest. But Riku didn’t seem to know what rest was.

Riku looks at the darkness still surrounding him in defeat.

Terra couldn’t watch the screen.

We’ll help him, Aqua promised herself. We have to help him.

He needs our help, right?

Notes:

"I'm going to update once a week! It's going to be my new schedule!" I say, before not updating for two weeks. In my defense, I was enjoying suddenly being off school and not having a million things to do and I am now on a family vacation, have been for the past week and will be for a couple more days, so I've been busy. Still, I apologize.

I did, however, finally get Kingdom Hearts on Steam! I will admit, I have never actually played the games. I know, I know, I like to call myself a Kingdom Hearts nerd, but that's because I have gotten a hold of all the information out there that I could have. I couldn't get the games before, so I substituted it with playthroughs, books, content creators and streamers. Now, however, I can play it on my own, and I'm so happy about it! (Though, not me getting stuck on Wonderland's boss immediately. I hate that thing so much.) Still, that has also been taking up some of my time that I would usually write during.

Notes:
1. I don't know if you noticed this or not, but the fact that Xion switched to gender neutral pronouns during her little flashback was just something I decided to add, mostly based on the fact that I don't think she would have a gender before she 'became' Xion. The whole bit was that she forged her own identity through Sora. I don't know, it was just a little fun thing to add.

Well, I don't really like this chapter too much (motivation was hard to find and I wrote it in the thralls of the some of the worst anxiety I've ever felt) but it still does its job. Hopefully the next chapter will be better. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 37: A Reflection of Neverland

Notes:

CW: Lots of feelings? It contains That Scene if any of you are familiar with it. Tissues might be required?

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Zexion is in the basement and Lexaeus appears.

“Oh, we’re starting with them?” Axel muttered quietly, raising an eyebrow a little. It wasn’t like he knew anything about the room or whatever that ancient Keyblade Wielder had done to decide what specifically was being shown, but usually they had started with one of the kids.

“I didn’t really do anything important on the floors in between,” Riku mentioned with a shrug. He had barely interacted with anyone and mostly had just fought Heartless and struggled with the darkness. “Maybe it just wasn’t shown.”

Sora gave him a look at the ‘not important’ thing. Everything Riku did was important.

Lexaeus asks where Vexen is and Zexion replies that he’s finishing the Replica based on the data from Riku.

Xion perked up, looking to the screen in interest. She couldn’t wait to see more of her brother. She wanted everything she could possibly know about him, everything in the world. She would never learn those things herself after all.

Naminé winced, biting down on her lip lightly. She didn’t know if she could stand to see him again. She knew it wasn’t her fault, what happened to him, what Larxene and Vexen had forced her to do, but she couldn’t help but feel guilty for him. He had lived his short life thinking he was someone else and then she told him the truth and just abandoned him, leading him to attack Sora yet again and her breaking his heart finally, revealing the truth. She wished… she wished he’d had a better life, but there was nothing she could do now to change it. He was gone and she was left in her grief.

Lexaeus asks what’s happening to Sora and Zexion responds that Naminé’s powers are being used to shuffle his memories and that Marluxia may well succeed in creating his puppet.

Several people grimaced when they remembered how close Marluxia had gotten. Sora’s memories had been so scrambled that he had followed Naminé blindly several times near the end and, because he was Sora, he had been willing to allow Naminé to erase his memories fully if it meant she didn’t get hurt. Marluxia did indeed nearly create the puppet he wanted. Thankfully, that hadn’t happened, but Kairi still scooted a little closer to Sora at the mention and Aqua shot him a concerned look. She hadn’t forgotten the fact that he had been willing to lose all his memories for Naminé.

It was just one thing on top of a pattern she had noticed.

Zexion mentions that they can’t trust Larxene either.

Trusting Larxene would be even more foolish than trusting Marluxia, Axel thought with a shake of his head. At least Marluxia is more likely to just keep you in the dark. Larxene would kill you if given the chance.

Lexaeus says they can’t trust Axel as well and who knows what he’s thinking.

Fair, Axel thought a second later. He and Saix’d had their own plans after all. Plans that meant nothing, in the end.

Roxas made a face at that, looking over at his friend for a second before looking away. It was hard, to try and think about both who Axel was to him and who Axel had been to everyone else. He knew that the Organization wasn’t a good place, they all had realized that in the end, and Axel would have had to do some bad things to survive for as long as he had. But at the same time, Axel had killed several members of the Organization for seemingly selfish reasons. And he hadn’t forgotten about Axel tracking down and kidnapping Xion.

Zexion says they should stay out of it and speak to Vexen about it.

“If Vexen the leader of their little… trio?” Ven asked, looking over at Axel questioningly. “They constantly seem to be waiting for him.”

“Yeah, Vexen was the head of the ‘scientist gang’,” Axel replied, gesturing to the screen slightly. “Though, Lexaeus wasn’t a scientist and just mostly spent time with them. Xaldin too, whenever the four of them were together.”

“Why?” Sora asked, tipping his head to the side, and Axel shrugged.

“Memories from a past life,” he answered. And maybe their hearts were reforming, but I doubt that was happening with them.

Lexaeus reminds Zexion that Vexen despises Marluxia and that it could just make a mess.

“Why does Vexen hate Marluxia?” Xion asked, looking to Axel. “Is it really just because Marluxia is disrespectful?”

“Well, that’s probably a big part of it, that Marluxia doesn’t really respect the ‘chain of command’ or whatever,” Axel answered, nodding slightly. “It could also be that Marluxia had gotten Lordship of the castle for basically no reason, especially with the fact that Marluxia was one of the lowest ranked members, technically.”

“Why was that?” Kairi asked. “Giving him Lordship, that is.”

Axel shrugged. “Don’t know. But, to be fair, Marluxia was one of the more… tolerable members of the Organization. To me, it kinda made sense.” And competent, Axel finished to himself. If he hadn’t been meddling as much as he had, Marluxia probably would have succeeded.

Zexion says they have to tell him then and it would be better for Vexen to clean up the mess than to leave it to them. Riku appears in the next room, which is Captain Hook’s ship.

Sora blinked in surprise when he recognized the place. Of course, just like before, he thought, grimacing and pressing closer to Riku, snatching one of the boy’s hands again and holding it tightly. Why couldn’t Riku get a nice world where he didn’t have to face the times he had been manipulated?

Kairi shivered at she looked at the screen. She couldn’t watch it without being reminded of seeing her body there, sitting vacantly, doing nothing. Her heart far from it. She knew Riku took good care of her, making sure she was safe and cared for, but she couldn’t forget it. She couldn’t forget how useless she had been.

She tapped her fingers against her knee as she thought. Would Riku see a version of her body? He didn’t seem to be seeing a lot of people in the worlds he visited in the Castle, but maybe because she hadn’t had a heart during that time? But would it even be good for Riku to see her? It would probably only hurt him more.

Riku looks down at his hands, where the darkness had receded, and murmurs about the power of darkness.

Terra’s nails bit into his palms again. Not true, it’s not true, he thought, biting the inside of his cheek. He wanted to say something again, but he didn’t dare. Honestly, he was such a hypocrite.

Aqua looked over at Terra in concern. Her hand twitched, as she wanted to reach out to him again, but she kept her hands tucked securely in her lap. She knew what had happened last time she had tried to reach out when he didn’t want it.

Riku climbs up to the deck, looking around, before calling quietly out to Sora and Kairi.

Riku winced slightly at that. He had just been… really lonely. And he had wanted to see them, so badly, to make sure they were okay, that he hadn’t hurt them more than he already had. He had known, or assumed, that they both would have been safe at home, but he had wanted them there. Of course, he would learn that Sora was still around, closer than he had thought, but he had thought then they had been out of his reach.

And they still were, in a way.

Sora pressed closer to Riku at hearing him call for him. He was always going to be there from now on. They weren’t going to get separated again.

A voice laughs from behind him and Riku spins around, asking who’s there, only to be attack by a shadow.

Sora jumped slightly. That reminded him of when Riku had summoned Sora’s shadow to attack him. He supposed it made sense that the same thing would happen again. Still, he hoped Riku would be able to fight it easily, because when he had to fight his own shadow, it hadn’t been that easy. But it was Riku, he should be fine.

He had always been a better fighter than Sora.

Riku fights off the shadow, only for darkness to surround him again. He looks down at his hands and asks if it’s really that hopeless.

Maybe, Vanitas thought, watching the screen in interest. Darkness isn’t something you can escape from. It’ll always be with you. And yet… He looked over at the boy sitting on the couch, looking down at Sora in concern. You don’t seem too worried about it.

Vexen is watching Riku in a crystal ball.

Riku made a face at that, shivering slightly. It was the same thing that Sora had gone through, being watched by the villain council in the first adventure and then the Organization, but it still creeped him out a little bit. The fact that someone could just be watching them without them knowing was creepy. How much had been seen? Who had seen it? He had thought he had been alone, but someone had been watching him the whole time. He hoped now that the Organization was gone, they wouldn’t be able to be watched anymore.

Both Sora and Kairi made similar faces.

Get used to it, Vanitas thought with an eyeroll, though he tightened his fist slightly, feeling the familiar scars on his palms. He’d never had a single second of being truly alone, so maybe he wasn’t the best person to add commentary… But sometimes that just happens. Villains hate not knowing what’s going on.

Vexen notes that Riku is afraid of the dark and turns to the Replica, telling him that he’s different and doesn’t have the same fear.

Terra winced. Fear of the dark… It made sense, to fear what you knew was bad. And yet, fear was also one of the emotions that could lead to the dark easily, becoming too afraid of something or letting fear twist into something else. But could anyone truly blame Riku for being afraid of the dark when it had hurt him so bad?

Xion sat up, trying to get a better look at her brother. He was in the shadows, deliberately hard to see, but she still saw him. He seemed… different, than when she had seen him before, just in his body language, and she couldn’t help but frown a little. Why was he different?

Naminé looked away, unable to watch. She pressed her face into Vanitas’s shoulder and the other boy adjusted himself, just a little, so she was more comfortable. She wouldn’t have to look if she didn’t want to.

The Replica nods and Vexen tells him to let the darkness into him and go defeat Riku.

“Why?” Sora questioned, looking over at Axel to see if the man maybe had the answer like he had in the past. “Why would the Replica need to defeat Riku?”

“I don’t know,” Axel admitted. “Though it could be another test of strength for Riku. After all, the Replica moved topside soon after this, I think.”

Oh yeah, Sora remembered, biting his lip slightly. And he thought he was the actual Riku. When, exactly, did that happen?

The Replica nods and leaves.

Riku frowned a little, remembering what had happened between the two of them soon after the world he was currently in. He looked over at Naminé, who was hiding her face in Vanitas’s shoulder. Hopefully it doesn’t hurt her too badly, to see it, he thought.

Riku runs through the ship, fighting off more Heartless, darkness surrounding him.

“The darkness, where did it come from?” Terra’s words from all the way back at the Mark of Mastery echoed through his mind and he had to shake his head slightly as if to dislodge them. He knew where the darkness came from, from his own thoughts and feelings, but he couldn’t help but feel reminded of that same confusion when he watched Riku. The boy hadn’t been taught like the rest of them were, he didn’t know the ins and outs of all the darkness. It made sense that he would be confused about where the darkness came from and how it could stain someone.

Hopefully we can get the darkness out of him, Terra thought, looking over at Riku. Hopefully he’s not too far gone. He doesn’t seem to be, but bad things always happen…

Not too far gone like you are.

Riku looks down at his hand and wonders why it’s happening.

“Why are you so confused?” Roxas questioned, resting his chin on his hand and looking over at Riku with a raised eyebrow.

“Because I wasn’t using the darkness,” Riku replied with a grimace. “I was trying to push it away. I knew what the feeling of darkness was so whenever I felt it within me, I pressed it down.”

Good instincts, Terra thought with a slow nod.

“But it didn’t work,” Riku continued. “It would just grow stronger, no matter what I did.”

“Like repression,” Axel noted and several of the teenagers turned to look at him.

“What?” Ven asked and Axel shrugged.

“Well, just pushing something down doesn’t really work,” he explained. “It only makes it more prevalent. You have to work through it to truly let it go.” Or that was what the therapist had told him, all those years ago when his grandmother had been worried about how he was handling, or not handling, his parents’ deaths. Apparently just pretending everything was fine didn’t actually make it fine.

Riku couldn’t help but perk up slightly when he heard what Axel said. It reminded him of what he had been trying to do with the darkness over the year he was protecting Sora. It hadn’t completely worked, he had still been iffy with the complete control of the dark in his heart, but it had stopped growing and wildly exploding out once he had a way to carefully circulate it through him. If he reached for it in small bursts over the days, it hadn’t reacted badly like it had been in Castle Oblivion. Maybe that’s a sign…?

“Does that translate over for darkness?” Naminé wondered, picking at one of the seams in the couch and Axel shrugged again.

Aqua made a face. She didn’t think so.

Riku ends up back on the deck again and Hook appears, asking what happened to Riku’s bold spirit.

It got hit with a much-needed dose of reality, Riku thought, making a face as the pirate appeared. He didn’t have as many problems with Hook as he had the others, it had been clear from Hook’s rants that he hadn’t ever truly hurt anyone in his never-ending feud with Peter Pan. Riku was content to simply let the two of them continue to go at it until their world ended.

Riku asks if he gets rid of Hook, he gets to leave.

“Do you mean leave the floor?” Kairi questioned and Riku nodded.

“I noticed that the other doors only appeared once I fought Maleficent and the Parasite Cage,” Riku mentioned with a small shrug. “It wasn’t hard to make the same assumption for this.”

“’Parasite Cage’?” Ven muttered in confusion and Riku looked over at him.

“The name of the Heartless that was in Monstro,” he clarified.

“Heartless have names?” Terra asked and Sora nodded.

“Yeah, some of the bigger ones,” the Keyblade Wielder mentioned. “And you kind of just… know them. Just like Keyblade names.”

“Huh,” Aqua murmured. Maybe it was just because she had only really come across the smaller ones or those giant beasts while in the Realm of Darkness that she hadn’t realized this yet?

Hook asks if Riku would turn his sword against an old shipmate and if Riku greets his friends with the end of a sword, he’ll only end up alone.

Axel winced, looking off to the side and tapping his knuckles against the back of the couch. That felt… a little too close to home.

Riku asks when was Hook ever his friend and attacks him.

Sora felt the now familiar anxiety brush through his blood as he watched Riku and Hook face off. He knew Riku survived this, the older boy was sitting right next to him, but he still didn’t like watching it. Especially when Riku got hurt, like his last fight with Vexen.

Hook says he was once and that Riku belonged to the darkness, like them.

Belonged, past tense, Riku reminded himself, curling his hands into fists in his lap. No longer, not in any way. My darkness, my light.

Terra looked away from the screen.

Riku says he didn’t and Hook says lying to himself is bad form. Riku says he’s not lying to anyone and that he only went along with them because he was trying to help Kairi.

Kairi looked over at Riku with a small smile, reaching behind Sora to nudge him in the shoulder. When the older boy looked over at her in surprise, she let her smile grow slightly. “Thanks,” she told him, and his eyes widened a little, just like they had when she had thanked him the first time. Even though the two of them weren’t as close as they had been when they were younger and their ideas for the future had clashed over and over again, she couldn’t help but be happy that he had done all that for her.

She wasn’t a fool, she knew part of it had been to prove to Sora that he could and his own mix of jealousy and anger, but part of it had been for her. Because despite whatever arguments they would get into, whatever number of days they would spend giving each other the silent treatment or the muttered words into pillows at night, they had still all grown up together. They were still friends.

Just you wait, I’ll do the same for you, she promised in her head. For you and Sora both. Axel had told her to remake the equation if it didn’t add up and she would do just that. Just you wait, I’ll be right there at your side as we travel the worlds.

She had been deathly scared of leaving the home that had sheltered her, she didn’t want things to change because the last time they did, she lost whatever home she used to have. But she could work past that, she knew she could. They had been brought there because there was more conflicts in the future and if that was any indication that she couldn’t continue to be the girl that wanted to cling to home, she wouldn’t ignore signs from the world.

For you and Sora, I would change. I would be right there beside you because I’m sick of losing people without being able to do anything about it.

Hook asks if he thinks the reason matters and that Riku was one of them. He asks if Riku would betray his fellows and Riku tells him to shut up.

The reason… Aqua thought, rolling the thought over in her head. She couldn’t help but look over at Terra for a second, seeing her oldest friend refusing to look at the screen and instead staring at his hands. I always thought…

Master Eraqus’s teachings echoed through her head and her gaze slid to Vanitas instead, who was still curled up with Naminé, the two of them snuggled together in their chair.

Is it possible…?

She shoved the thoughts away in a second. It can’t be. Can it?

Hook says that’s good and Riku will give more strength to the darkness the way he’s going and Riku replies that he’s not letting it get any stronger.

Axel looked over at the kid sitting on the couch and then back at the screen. Definitely repression-like, he decided, nodding slightly and relaxing backwards. Thankfully, it seemed that Riku had a better grasp on it in their current moment than a year ago.

Hook tells Riku to look at himself and Riku looks down at his hand where darkness is swirling around it.

Radiant Garden and the Keyblade Graveyard flashed behind Terra’s closed eyelids, and he flinched, biting down hard on his lip. Don’t think about it, don’t think about it, don’t-

Hook says Riku will never escape the dark and Riku tells him he’s wrong.

Riku doesn’t have to escape it, Sora thought, looking up at the older boy for a second. We can pull it out of him, help him get free. It shouldn’t be too hard, right? Mickey or Yen Sid will probably know what to do to help.

Hook tells Riku to accept the darkness with him and Riku tells him to stop talking, finally managing to get him to vanish.

Roxas frowned at the screen. He hadn’t seen much of Riku, he had really only interacted with him like twice, but the person he had fought with seemed confident, seemed sure of himself. It was anger inducing.

But this version of Riku… reminded Roxas of himself. When he was trying to get answers from Axel and Saix, doing his best to defend Xion even when she kept running off. Shouting at the world because no one would listen to him. Was it possible that Riku…?

No, Riku didn’t care about them, and he wasn’t a good person.

Right?

Riku mutters that he doesn’t need the darkness and walks toward a door that appears on the wall.

You don’t, Terra confirmed, finally looking back up at the screen. Blood trickled down his palm from the indents he had reopened. But the darkness likes taking what it wants to.

Riku thinks back to the king, who told him to believe, and promises that he’ll try.

Mickey smiled at the screen, looking over at Riku. He was glad that even when he wasn’t there himself, his words were able to help Riku push on through the castle and keep him in good spirits.

Riku enters the next white hall, only to freeze in shock when he sees the Replica, wearing the dark suit.

Naminé turned away from the screen again, biting her lip and letting out a shuddering breath. It still hurt to see him.

Xion sat up slightly, trying to catalogue everything she saw. Her brother…

Riku is confused, asking what the Replica is. The Replica asks if he’s surprised.

“He’s… different,” Ven noted, watching the screen in interest. “The Replica, that is.”

“Well, he knew he was a Replica,” Riku revealed, looking over at Ven as he did so. “I don’t know when that changed, exactly, but when he fought me, he was aware he wasn’t real. And it wasn’t that much of a bother to him.” Unlike the second time we fought.

Naminé flinched, causing Vanitas to look down at her and tug her closer, intertwining their fingers carefully. Naminé sunk into his embrace gratefully, hoping that the scene wouldn’t last that long.

The Replica says Riku should be surprised because the Replica looks just like him and explains that he’s an exact replica of Riku created from the data Vexen collected.

Kairi hummed quietly, switching between watching the screen and watching Naminé. While Naminé had mentioned she manipulated the Replica’s memories, she had assumed that meant as he was being created. Not that it had happened sometime after the fact. And it was clear that it was affecting Naminé badly, so Kairi assumed that it had been… traumatic in a way. Why couldn’t Naminé just have one good thing happen to her before coming here? Kairi thought, shaking her head slowly. Before Vanitas, it doesn’t seem like Naminé had any friends that hadn’t either forgotten her, or she had a rough time with. Why was it her sister that had to go through all of this?

Riku says then the Replica is a fake him.

“Not a fake,” Naminé murmured, remembering the memories that swirled around her mind as she toyed with them, changing them to Larxene’s preferences. The Replica’s own thoughts, before and after, infecting his feelings as well. Even before he forgot he wasn’t real, he hated being called a fake.

“Sorry,” Riku said softly to her and Naminé looked over at him, nodding minutely in return.

The Replica says he’s not a fake and asks if Riku thinks he’s better just because Riku’s the ‘real one’.

What is ‘real’ anyway? Sora wondered, looking between the two Rikus on the screen. Both are clearly alive, both have memories, hearts, feelings. He looked over at the Nobody couch, eyes skittering to Naminé for a quick second. They’re real, even though they say they don’t have those things. This Replica’s alive, even though he’s a cop of someone. Isn’t it just the mere fact that he exists proof that he’s real?

The Replica says they have the same body and talents, though there’s one easy way to tell them apart. He says that unlike Riku, he fears nothing.

Some fear is good though, Terra thought, looking between the two versions of the boy he chose to be his successor. Fear keeps you in check, keeps you from going too far down a path that won’t end well. It hadn’t worked for him, not in any way that mattered, but it seemed to be hopefully working for Riku. The boy was clearly scared of the darkness and that was good. While it hadn’t helped him get rid of it, he could still tell that the boy had some, it had clearly helped him keep a little more in control. And that was good.

Roxas blinked. This seemed more like the Riku that he thought Riku would be, this headstrong, powerful character who didn’t care who he hurt to get what he wanted. But it wasn’t the Riku he had met, was it?

Riku asks if the Replica is calling him a coward and the Replica counters that Riku is afraid of the dark, that Riku is so scared of the darkness inside him he doesn’t know what to do.

Is that so bad? Riku questioned in his mind. The darkness… He stopped then, hearing Aqua’s and Sora’s words in his thoughts. The darkness was hard to control, but I did it, he continued, remembering the blindfold around his eyes, the way his hands would shake sometimes. I didn’t have perfect control then, but maybe now, I can.

He frowned, thinking back to his fight against Xemnas with Sora. Maybe I had to fully accept the darkness, my darkness, before I could control it completely. He’d had to accept it to stop Roxas and save Sora and since then, once he was himself again, the darkness hadn’t been as sharp beneath his skin, hadn’t been as biting in his mind.

Maybe that’s the way.

The Replica says he’s different and he embraces the darkness. He says he can make it do whatever he wants.

Terra closed his eyes, hearing Xehanort’s words echoing around his mind. “Darkness cannot be destroyed; it can only be channeled.” This version of Riku clearly believed that, no doubt encouraged by Vexen. It’s not true, he thought. It’s not.

Aqua looked over at Vanitas for a quick second. Reminded her of the other darkness user, just a little.

The Replica tells Riku he’ll never win against him and attacks Riku, the two of them fighting.

Sora couldn’t help the flinch that went through him as he watched Riku fight the Replica. It just… it reminded him of Hollow Bastion, of a Riku who couldn’t hear his words due to being too deep in the darkness. A Riku that he had to fight and hurt over and over again in order to save him, who still haunted his nightmares because what if he had killed Riku, what if he had never gotten him back, what if- what if- what- Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. He blew out a breath, unclenching his hands. He hadn’t realized he had curled them into fists in the first place.

It didn’t happen, he reminded himself. Riku was okay, physically at least. I got him back. And I’m never losing him again.

Fighting a dark version of yourself, Aqua noted with the slightest hitch in her breathing that she hoped no one noticed. I’m familiar with the feeling.

Riku manages to throw the Replica back, rhetorically mentioning that he thought he heard the Replica say Riku would never win against him.

“Taunting your enemy is probably not the best idea,” Axel cautioned, looking over at Riku for a second. “Especially when they’re still around and conscious.”

“I know,” Riku admitted, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “It wasn’t the greatest idea. I was just… kind of fed up with everything.” He gestured towards the screen. “This was just one more thing on top of an already trying day. Days?” He paused then, thinking about it. It had been a little difficult to keep track of time when every world was either a white hallway or something created from his memories.

Naminé couldn’t watch Riku and Repliku fight- wait, what? She paused, taken aback by what had just gone through her head. Repliku? She had always called him Riku when she had thought about him, because that had been his name. But now, when there was an actual version of Riku around, it had become strained in her head, getting the two mixed up in the most shallow of ways. But now…

Repliku. She repeated the name in her head. It was kind of… cute. It made her mouth twitch into the smallest grin. Don’t get her wrong, if by some miracle Repliku came back to her and wanted a different name, she would adapt in a heartbeat. But until then…

Repliku, she thought for a final time, settling the name in her heart. She liked it.

The Replica reminds him that he’s new and he’ll get stronger and stronger and it won’t be long before he’s stronger than Riku.

“Wouldn’t, by that logic, Riku also be getting stronger?” Ven questioned, trying to figure out what the Replica was saying. “If the same amount of time is passing?”

“I think he was implying that he would grow stronger fast, due to his use of the dark,” Xion corrected, unable to stop the slight humor to her words that she hoped no one else heard. Her blustering little brother. It was endearing. And the Replica was younger than her, right? She was pretty sure she got the timeline right, if it was only just. There were probably only days between their two ages.

“Not entirely wrong,” Vanitas noted, and Terra looked away.

The Replica says the next time they fight, Riku will be finished.

Riku winced at that. Even now, a year later, he could still remember their final fight and the Replica’s death clearly, like his mind wouldn’t let him forget what he had been responsible for. The words, the actions. Maybe it could have had a different outcome, if just one thing changed.

He supposed he would never know now.

Riku says there won’t be a next time and he’d rather finish this now, but he gets thrown back by the darkness that the Replica wielded.

Sora sucked in a breath as he watched Riku go flying across the room. “Were you okay?” He asked Riku, turning to look at him, and Riku nodded.

“I was fine, Sora,” Riku replied. “Barely a scratch.”

Agree to disagree, Mickey thought, eyeing the screen in concern. That was the second time he had witnessed Riku get seriously hurt in the past hour, not counting the fights he had gone through while in the memory floors. Just how many injuries had Riku kept from him?

The Replica says it’s nice to have darkness on his side and questions Riku on how he’s so scared of something that feels so thrilling. He tells Riku he’s really missing out.

Terra pressed his lips together so tightly they created a white line. He remembered that feeling, that brief moment of ecstasy when the only thing in his ears was the darkness rushing through his veins and the power that built in his heart. It never lasted long, it was always overshadowed by his rightful guilt and disgust at his usage of it, but there was a certain… addiction to it, especially when people were pressing you into using it. When they said it wasn’t that bad.

The darkness made you powerful, but it wasn’t sustainable. It couldn’t ever be, when it ate at the heart of the user. When it was the creation of everything bad in the world.

Riku tells him enough and the Replica remarks that the coward is playing tough, saying “so long, Real Thing” and not to miss him too much before running off.

Xion shook her head, making sure to keep the giggles that wanted to escape her mouth contained. It was just… her brother was entertaining. She was well aware that his actions weren’t the best, Riku hadn’t done anything to him, and he would have killed Riku if given the chance, but it still was fun to watch him bounce around, without a care in the world. And she knew, she knew it didn’t last, but it made her heart warm to see those little moments that she was never going to be able to see in person.

She was meeting her brother through memories, so the least she could do was to enjoy all of them.

Naminé raised her head, watching Repliku leave the hall, tears starting to gather in the corner of her eyes. She knew what came next, what Larxene and Vexen had her do. She probably wouldn’t be able to watch it.

The Replica ends up in the next hallway and Vexen appears near him, asking how it was, fighting the real thing.

Axel’s nose screwed up at having to see him again. It’s okay, he told himself with in inward cynical chuckle. He’s not going to be around for much longer.

The Replica says Riku is spineless and in no time at all the Replica will be better than him.

Sora made a noise of offense on Riku’s behalf, scrunching up his nose slightly. Riku wasn’t spineless, he was just rightfully cautious after everything that had happened previously. And even then, Riku was clearly still willing to fight if needed, proven by his defeat of the Replica.

Riku looked down at the boy sitting next to him. “What is it?” He asked, after hearing the noise Sora made.

“You’re not spineless,” Sora mumbled and Riku blew out a breath that was half of a laugh.

“Thanks, Sora,” Riku replied.

Vexen asks if in the meantime, the Replica wants to meet another hero and the Replica asks if he means Sora.

Sora blinked at that. It hadn’t occurred to him… that the Replica would know about him at that moment, though it really should have. If the Replica was a complete copy of Riku, he would know who Sora was. He supposed he had subconsciously assumed that all the memories relating to him appeared once the Replica started to think he was Riku, but clearly that wasn’t the case.

The Replica says that he heard Sora was somewhere in the castle and asks if Vexen wants the Replica to take care of him.

Kairi huffed, rolling her eyes slightly. An even bigger example that even if this Replica was a copy of Riku, he wasn’t anything like him. Riku would rather die than hurt Sora in any capacity, the whole “Maleficent and Ansem” fiasco aside. Even if the Replica had all of Riku’s memories, he clearly didn’t hold the same emotions. If he even had an inkling of Riku’s feelings, he wouldn’t even dare fight Sora maliciously. And it still hurt, still stung now that she figured out why, because realizing that Sora had been following Riku the whole time helped her realize a little about Riku and his actions and while she wasn’t sure if it was love yet, it had the potential to evolve into love if Riku kept pursuing his actions and sticking close to Sora like Sora obviously wanted him to.

It still made her want to cry, just a little.

Vexen said that he intends to make good use of the Replica and the Replica makes a small face when Vexen turns away.

Don’t use him, Naminé thought futilely, as if she could change the outcome of the story with just her thoughts. Don’t create him only to destroy him.

Vanitas, similarly, though he hadn’t noticed, felt his lip curl up into a brief snarl at Vexen on the screen. It reminded him of Master Xehanort, who had only wanted to ‘use’ Vanitas as well and hadn’t cared how badly he had to hurt Vanitas to make him concede to that idea. While part of it had been Vanitas thinking that merging with Ven would stop the pain, another idea planted in him by Master Xehanort, most of it had just been because Master Xehanort had hurt him and would stop hurting him if he just did what he wanted him to do. And it wasn’t like Vanitas had any other options. Who was he supposed to go to, the Light Wielders? Those who would have also killed him in a second, when he only just wanted to-

It didn’t matter, what happened to him. He was darkness, it was inevitable.

But it was clear that Naminé was fond of the boy on the screen, despite her reactions to him when he appeared. And Naminé had been used by Marluxia and the others and she hadn’t deserved it and if this person was good enough to be considered a friend by Naminé, something he was still reeling over because who wanted him for a friend?, he clearly didn’t deserve to be used either.

And maybe it was because it was similar circumstances because the Replica hadn’t asked to be created either and hadn’t wanted to be used as just a tool by the person that created him and wasn’t considered a person, just a piece of a different person who was better, and why couldn’t he just live, pain free, Keyblade free, free. Why did this have to happen-?

Vanitas looked at the screen and wished, briefly and in the back of his head, that the boy had survived and stuck around with Naminé. Because he clearly needed Vanitas’s protection as well.

The Replica replies no worries and says that the real Riku was nothing.

“Big talk for the boy who lost,” Roxas muttered with an eyeroll. Xion shook her head fondly. Her brother reminded her a of certain someone who just so happened to be sitting near her. Maybe that was why Roxas and Riku didn’t get along. Too similar. Besides, y’know, everything else.

Her hands shook for the briefest second.

The Replica states that Sora won’t be any match for him either.

Sora grimaced, remembering the fights he had seen his past self have to engage in with the Replica, thinking it was Riku. And even if he knew it wasn’t Riku, it wouldn’t make having to fight a version of him any easier. The last thing he wanted to do was fight Riku, after everything. He just wanted his best friend to stay, to be around, to be Riku again without any of the baggage and pain and darkness. But he knew it couldn’t really happen; they had changed to much. And part of him still mourned that childhood they had all lost.

Vexen says they will be going above ground and teleports the two of them to a different room, much brighter than before. Vexen notes that they must have made contact with the hero of light as well.

How long has it been? Sora wondered, tipping his head to the side slightly. The first time I saw the Replica was… right before the Neverland floor, right? So, it had been a while. He hummed, counting back on his fingers slightly. I wonder if it took a while for Riku to make it to Castle Oblivion, because he’s been there for less time than that.

The Replica questions what’s through the door and Vexen replies that it’s a gang of the Organization’s underlings who could stand to see the Replica’s power.

Axel laughed slightly. A ‘gang of the Organization’s underlings’. He shook his head slowly. That would be how Vexen described them.

“Underlings?” Xion muttered, tipping her head to the side.

“Yeah, probably the wrong title for them,” Axel explained with a grin. “Vexen just dislikes them.”

Xion nodded slowly. I guess we were all Xemnas’s ‘underlings’, she thought. But though that title was typically reserved for the Lesser Nobodies.

The Replica follows Vexen into the room. Riku runs into the next hallway, calling for the ‘fake’.

Naminé winced at the wording again and Riku shot her another apologetic look, which she waved off. She couldn’t really blame Riku for calling Repliku a ‘fake’. To him, Repliku was fake, and he didn’t know that much about the Replica or his complex feelings.

Ansem suddenly appears behind Riku, saying that calling the Replica a 'fake' wasn’t exactly the right word.

Sora stiffened as Ansem appeared, reaching out and snatching Riku’s hand on instinct, holding it tightly as if he could keep Riku safe from that one movement. Ansem already possessed him and sent him to the Realm of Darkness, he thought, irritated. Why does a version of him still have to haunt Riku?

Terra froze at Ansem’s appearance, the memories of the darkness and the possession and all the thoughts that had swirled in his head since then pushing themselves to the forefront of his mind. That was…

Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it. Don’t think about it.

Don’t. Don’t. Don’t. Don’t.

It hurts. It hurts. And I don’t know who to talk about it because in all their minds it’s my fault.

Kairi made a face. Of course, the man had to show up to make Riku’s day worse. Because what kind of villain would he be otherwise?

Riku asks him what he would call the Replica then and says that the Replica’s just a copy of him, by the Replica’s own admission.

More than that, Naminé corrected, but didn’t say anything aloud. He was always more than that.

Ansem says that the Replica’s more of a model, an example of what Riku is meant to be.

“Never,” Sora murmured, leaning on Riku’s side and holding the older boy’s hand tight with both of his. He would never let any version of Ansem drag Riku back to the dark against his will. It was bad enough that Riku had to deal with the darkness that wouldn’t leave his heart, he shouldn’t also have to deal with people from the darkness who kept trying to take him back there.

“It’s okay, Sora,” Riku told him. “My darkness is mine alone. And no one can control me with it.”

You shouldn’t have darkness in the first place! Aqua thought, ready to say it aloud, but for some reason, the words couldn’t make their way past her lips. Like her heart itself was stopping her from speaking. There was a… feeling, that she couldn’t name, that for some reason was keeping her from speaking. It felt like she was going to say something wrong, if she said what had just gone through her head. But why? Darkness was bad, that was obvious. It had been drilled into her since she was young enough to remember no life before the Land of Departure.

You’re not going to take him back, Mickey thought, defense for his son the boy, rising up in him. He had already helped Riku make his way through the darkness before and had tried to support him through the entire journey. You’re not going to break all his progress. And if that progress was Riku still having darkness, his darkness that he could control and was comfortable with, then Mickey was going to support him.

He looked over at Aqua, seeing the conflict on her face and the way her hands curled into fists. He might need to have a conversation with the other Keyblade Master, once they had another break. He didn’t want any of them to alienate each other more than it had already happened.

Yen Sid is the same, he thought with a shake of his head. Against darkness to the highest degree. But Riku was different. And maybe that difference was the future, not something to be destroyed.

Ansem says that the Replica accepts the darkness, like Riku once accepted him. He says that Riku now fears the darkness, so maybe that makes Riku the fake.

No, it just makes him smart, Terra thought with a shake of his head, thoughts and memories and theories that he was not in a good place to explore banging and clawing at the back of his head. More blood trickled down his arm from the cuts in his palms and he couldn’t even find it in him to heal them. Not when he was just going to reopen them again. It makes him smarter than me.

You’re both real, Naminé thought, reaching up for Vanitas’s hand and relaxing slightly when the boy gave it to her without any complaint. She liked having something to hold and for some reason, Vanitas’s hand gave her more comfort than her sketchbook. Though she was sure she would reach for it again once DiZ made his appearance. You’re both real so why couldn’t you stay?

Riku asks when has he been afraid of the dark and Ansem says that he has desperately fought the darkness in every single world created by the cards, saying that desperation is fear.

Maybe it is, Riku thought. Maybe I am afraid of your darkness, because it’s twisted and vile and consuming of anything good, but I’m not afraid of the darkness. I can’t be. He hadn’t really realized it, something that was constantly going through his head for the past hour, before Sora and the others started to talk about taking it out of him. Losing the darkness… it almost felt like he would be losing an integral part of him. And he didn’t know why that was, he didn’t know who he was suddenly so protective of the darkness within him despite the fact that it marked him as corrupted and weird and not worthy to stand in Sora’s presence, though his own actions mostly did that.

But hearing them talk about it, hearing them want to take it away, it made him want to recoil and he even disliked that part of himself a little bit, because why wouldn’t he want it gone? Why wouldn’t he want to be free of the darkness that he still felt tainted him and hurt him and made him unworthy of being a Keyblade Wielder?

His thoughts spun in constant circles, and he didn’t know how to make them straighten out again. Maybe he never would. Maybe there would be a way to prove he was good enough to still be a Keyblade Wielder with the dark. Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Ansem says that Riku fights the darkness so fiercely because it is what frightens him.

Everyone fights things because they frighten them, Ven thought, a slight headache pulsing at the back of his head accompanied by pink hair and red scarves, the darkness expanding across their safe spot-

As much as he wasn’t aware of what Aqua and Terra were going through, because they wouldn’t tell him anything, he knew they had been scared, at the end. They hadn’t been able to hide that from him. They were all scared. So, they fought.

And lost.

Riku says that Ansem is too obvious, and that Ansem wants him to believe that as long as he’s fighting the darkness he’ll be afraid of it, so he should just stop fighting. Riku says he’s not falling for it, and he’ll only keep fighting harder.

Mickey felt pride well up in him and he looked over at Riku, giving the boy a smile even when he didn’t notice him looking at him. Riku had grown so much since the boy who had been taken advantage of by Maleficent and Ansem. And he would only keep growing, Mickey knew it.

Sora smiled at the screen, tugging on Riku’s hand slightly to get the older boy’s attention. When Riku turned to him, Sora grinned at him. “You did it,” Sora told him and Riku smiled gently at the boy in response. Riku rejected the darkness, again and again, Sora thought, happiness rushing through him. It should be even easier to get the darkness out of him now.

Ansem calls him stubborn and tells him to continue his fight if he must, saying that he will eventually learn that he cannot resist the darkness.

Terra looked over at Riku, a sad smile crossing his face for a second. Yes, he can, he corrected Ansem in his mind, pressing his palms together and ignoring the stinging that came from his wounds. Even if Riku still had darkness in him, that much was obvious, he clearly wasn’t overtaken by it. Better than Terra had done. Better than any of them.

But how?

Ansem vanishes and Riku says that he can too resist the darkness. He walks on.

Mickey wished that he had managed reach Riku in that moment, but he was still too far away. While Riku had handled it well, Ansem hadn’t managed to hurt him in any way, Mickey still wished that he had been there. Riku needed a trustworthy adult then and while Mickey managed to be that soon after, he always would wish that he had managed to get there sooner. But he supposed there was no way to change it now. They could only watch the past and learn from it.

Aboveground, Vexen receives the card from Axel, calling the Replica into the room.

Naminé froze, her breathing picking up in an instant. She knew what happened here. She thought she would have been prepared, but… she never was, not when it had to do with Repliku.

Vanitas looked down at her in concern. What was it? What happened in this moment to make her act like that?

“This was… after Vexen first appeared, right?” Sora checked, trying to orient the timeline in his head. “Right before the Halloween Town world?”

“Yep,” Axel replied, rapping his knuckles against the back of the couch, his eyes sliding over to Naminé briefly before he looked away. He was aware of what was about to happen, and he doubted Naminé would have a good time reliving it.

The Replica mentions that it’s just a card and asks what good is it and Axel says that it holds the memories of Sora and Riku’s home.

“I thought Vexen was given the card to Twilight Town?” Xion questioned, watching her brother carefully. She hadn’t gotten to see this before, so she was interested.

“Nah, he got that one on his own,” Axel answered, carefully relaxed and purposefully short. He didn’t want to see how several of the people were going to react to what was about to happen.

The Replica asks what that means and Larxene says that with the card and a little help from Naminé, the Replica can have all of the real Riku’s memories.

Several people scowled when Larxene reappeared onscreen but Sora was more focused on what she said. So, this is how he started to think he was Riku, he realized. His heart was changed. Sora paused then, frowning. Did he want his heart to be changed? He doesn’t seem like he really wants to be the real Riku, but wouldn’t that be the only reason why he let them change his heart?

Riku blinked rapidly. Why did he have such a bad feeling…?

Xion was getting the same gut sinking reaction and she couldn’t help but sit forward slightly, watching the screen like a hawk. Why did she think something was about to go wrong…?

Naminé clapped a hand to her mouth, stifling the sob that was trying to escape, honestly, emotions came and went so fast, how did normal people deal with it?, and turned, pressing her face into Vanitas’s shoulder again. The boy simply wrapped her in a hug and tugged her close to him. He might not be able to stop her from feeling whatever she was feeling, but he could support her when she needed it.

Larxene says that they can even have Naminé make him forget that he’s nothing but a fake and says that, in other words, they’ll remake his heart so the Replica can be just the same as the real Riku.

Don’t touch his heart, Ven hissed in his mind, taken aback by his sudden hostility to the woman. But wasn’t that what Xehanort did to him? He messed with his heart, tore it in half, nearly killed him several times and created the villain that would send him racing across the worlds to Terra, who would try to take over his body, who hurt all of them and did everything and you don’t mess with people’s hearts!

Like Xemnas did, to me? Xion thought, her shoulder’s dropping in shock. Like what Xemnas had done to her, twisting her into a weapon to fight her best friend? Like- Like that? That had happened to her little brother? Neither Replica managed to escape their fate or people wanting to use them. Neither of us survived on our own terms.

The Replica angrily asks if Larxene wants to remake his heart and says that the real Riku is a wimp who’s afraid of the dark and himself and asks why he would want a heart of a loser like that.

So, he didn’t want it? Sora thought, something cold rushing through his veins. His hands had gone limp, only barely holding onto Riku’s hand then, but he couldn’t focus on that. If he didn’t want it and it still happened that meant it happened against-!

Kairi pressed a hand to her mouth, something sick rising in her chest. It clearly happened, that much was obvious from what they had seen, but with the Replica’s adamant rejection of the course of action, that meant it happened without his consent. Something done to him, instead of something he wanted.

She wanted to throw up.

Larxene asks if Vexen has any objections, ignoring the Replica, and says that Vexen wanted to use him to test Sora. Vexen says that it has to be done.

Terra could feel the darkness pressing in on him, remembering losing his own body to someone else’s machinations, seeing through unchanging eyes, a prisoner in his own body. But at least he kept his mind, kept his sanity, even if it was questionable at this point. He knew who he was at all times, besides the short stint with amnesia, but even then… even then, it hadn’t been someone who had deliberately done that to him. No one had looked at him and decided to change his mind. Not like what was happening here.

Xion’s hands were shaking. Her eyes were wide, and she could feel her breathing coming out in short breaths. No, her mind whispered. No, please, not this. Not to him.

Roxas saw data behind his eyes, saw Riku and DiZ and Axel’s heartbroken expression. He felt floaty, like he was going to be pulled away from their reality in a second. This… this was sick.

Naminé felt tears trail down her cheeks.

Axel couldn’t look at the screen.

The Replica asks how can he and Vexen says that he said he would make good use of the Replica.

Aqua knew the symptoms of a panic attack. She knew the feeling of shakiness, of unsteadiness. She could feel it now and one of her hands drifted up, shakingly clawing at her chest slightly. You can’t, you can’t, her mind spun in circles. You can’t change someone’s memory like that, you can’t do that, what kind of a monster does that?

Vanitas clutched Naminé closer to himself, staring at the screen with shaky wide eyes and a shiver in the back of his spine. Larxene was smiling, Vexen looked intrigued. They were looking at their person, this child who was alive and decided to play with his heart, the thing that Vanitas knew was most precious to normal people. They were going to remake him, they were going to hurt him, they were going to make Naminé do it, they were- they were- Vanitas had said he wanted to protect him, because he meant something to Naminé, because he was like Vanitas. But he hadn’t ever met him. So why did he feel the sharp, sticky sense of failure when he couldn’t reach through the screen and drag the Replica to safety?

Mickey knew evil. He knew depravity. He had seen too much over his long life and had spent nights awake from nightmares of those he couldn’t save, the wounds and horrors inflicted on people flashing before his eyes. He knew the scene he was watching then was going to join that lineup in an instant. Besides the fact that the Replica looked like his son, he was a child. He hadn’t asked for anything to happen to him and Mickey never even asked what had happened to the Replica after Riku had defeated him. He hadn’t ever thought of him. He had put him out of his mind, after Riku briefly explained. What kind of a leader did that?

Kairi reached out for Sora’s arm, holding it with shaking hands.

Larxene tells him to relax and that it probably won’t even hurt that much.

Ven knew that if he wasn’t sitting down, he would have collapsed to the floor. He wanted to wrap himself in a hug, to cover himself in armor and magic and all other protections because could people do that? Rewrite someone in an instant, even if they didn’t want it? What kind of people even did that? How- How- How did the world allow this to happen?

Sora couldn’t breathe, couldn’t focus, couldn’t speak, couldn’t do anything but stare at the screen with wide eyes and shaky breaths. He felt clammy, felt disconnected, felt- He wanted to scream, wanted to sob, wanted to reach through the screen and drag the Replica close to him so he could protect him just like he protected everyone else. Did the Replica even know, when he realized the truth? Did he know that he had been twisted and abused to create the person he was then? Would he want to know?

The Replica says he’ll hurt Larxene and attempts to attack her, only to be knocked back. She calls him a stupid little toy but tells him to look on the bright side and that Naminé will erase the memory of him being knocked flat, along with everything else in his head.

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so rry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’msorryI’msorryI’msorryI’msorryI’msorry-!

Naminé choked on her next breath, the tears rolling down her cheeks and she couldn’t breathe but everything hurt and she hurt him and he didn’t want it and she didn’t do anything and- and- and-

Terra reached out to Aqua in a second, grabbing her shoulder in an accidentally strong grip. She looked over at him wordlessly, the same sickness and fear and shock in her eyes that he knew were in his and he wanted to drag her under the couch like they used to do when they were tiny and were scared of the dark. Before they both knew what it truly was.

Roxas looked down at his shaking hands. Was he having a panic attack?

Axel felt a tear slide down his face and he bit his lip until he tasted blood.

Larxene says that Naminé will implant the loveliest little memories that the Replica could ever hope for and who cares if they’re all lies.

Riku felt sick. Riku couldn’t breathe. Riku felt like he was going to throw up. Could he have changed it? Could he have-? And then he went and killed him! When he- When he- The Replica didn’t deserve- He couldn’t- What if- what if- what if-

Sora felt like he was going to fall to the ground and not move even if the world itself collapsed on him.

Kairi was going to start crying.

The Replica desperately tells her not too and screams but he’s knocked out.

Naminé sobbed, curling into herself.

Vanitas couldn’t move, frozen by shock.

Xion was going to throw up.

Aqua reached back out for Terra, wondering if she was going to collapse without him to hold her up.

Ven couldn’t think, nothing more than shock racing around his head.

Roxas couldn’t breathe.

Mickey was going to have the boy’s scream ringing in his ear forever.

Axel had never hated his past self more than he did in that moment.

The screen blacks out.

The sound of barely broken silence rang through the room, thick with shock and fear.

What. The hell. Was that?

Notes:

Hi? Hi. It's been three weeks. So, um, writer's block sucks? And it hasn't let me go for a while.

But I've got the chapter out now. This thing fought me so hard, it's ridiculous. Honestly, Riku's chapters have been really hard for some reason, so I apologize for not getting them out faster. I've also been working through KH1 (Just fought Riku and now I'm grinding so I don't die instantly upon encountering Maleficent) and I hope to finish the main story soon.

Just something I want to bring up, but about half of the CoM Novel on Riku's side does follow the Replica, with his memories being rewritten and then how he acts before and after Namine tells him the truth. I'm not going to focus on that. I'm sorry if you guys wanted to see that, but this is going to focus on Riku and only Riku. We'll still see the final fight between Riku and the Replica, but nothing beforehand, like with Axel or Namine. Sorry if you were really looking forward to that.

Notes:
1. Earth by Sleeping at Last was used to write Kairi's monologue and I think it fits her really well. Honestly, a lot of Sleeping at Last songs fit Kingdom Hearts things, like Light representing Sora and Riku, in my opinion.
2. Namine has christened the Replica Repliku! At least in her head. This was something I toyed with for a while, having Namine at least start to call him that. I don't know if I'll have Namine share the name with anyone else, but it's a possibility.
3. I realize that this chapter had less talking and was more retrospective, but that was kind of just how it turned out. Sorry if you were hoping for more character interactions.
4. I know the reactions to Repliku's heart changing might seem a little extreme, but literally almost every single person there is a Keyblade Wielder. They all know how important hearts are, and it hadn't really occurred to any of them that hearts could really be changed. And it's a really scary thought to all of them because if that's possible, what else is? What could worse than that, if they came here to stop something bad and somehow, that wasn't bad enough to warrant Brain needing them to stop it. All of them also have massively repressed emotions and it's getting real close to several of their limits.

So, um, prepare for the mental breakdowns that are going to happen next chapter. It's going to be juicy. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!

Chapter 38: A Reflection of Destiny Islands

Notes:

What's with Destiny Island chapters and being stupidly long?

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

“What… What just happened?” Ven was the first one to speak, his voice low and shaking in the silence that had been eerily suffocating all of them for the past couple of seconds after the screen faded to black. It seemed even the room realized they were going to need a minute or two and didn’t continue showing the past, instead simply fading back into a black screen.

Naminé bit down on the hand she had covering her mouth, choking on her next wave of sobs. She tasted blood and thought it seemed appropriate.

“That was…” Kairi whispered out, sounding sickened, and she wanted to lean on Sora, to make sure that never happened to him but-

Aqua was shaking. And she knew it. Stop it, stop it, Keyblade Master, Keyblade Master- she found she didn’t care about her appearance in that second.

“Riku just… He…” Xion uttered the words quietly, like she was still reeling, and Riku couldn’t help the way he looked over at her for a quick second. It was still his name after all. And now he knew how the Replica had thought he was him and took that name and he hated it hated it why did they do that-?

“Why… why didn’t you do anything?” Roxas spat out, spinning to face Axel, the older man blinking slowly at him. Almost none of them saw the shakiness of his hands or the paleness of his face. “You were right there, why didn’t you stop them?!

Truth? Axel wondered. Should he tell the truth? “Because I didn’t care,” he replied, blunt words causing several of the kids to recoil.

“What?” Xion hissed and Axel looked over to her. There was apology in his gaze and Xion was reminded of the mansion and the intersection in Twilight Town and every other time Axel had his actions controlled by others.

Terra hadn’t let go of Aqua’s arm. He knew he should but he just… couldn’t.

“I didn’t care,” Axel repeated, hating the way the words sounded so… blank when he said them, but there wasn’t any other way to explain. And he well knew he deserved the kids’ anger at him for many of his actions that he had done during that year. “It was something that had nothing to do with me and… then, it was just a Replica.”

Xion stood then, pacing around in a quick circle. She wanted to do something, wanted to yell, wanted to cry, wanted to save her brother but she knew she couldn’t. This was the past, this was over. Her brother was already dead. Nothing she did would change that.

But doing nothing felt just as terrible.

“He wasn’t just a Replica-!” Vanitas started but Axel looked over at him in a second.

“I know that!” He interrupted, feeling his hand curl into a fist so tightly he felt his nails through the gloves he wore. “I know that now. But I didn’t know that then.”

Could you have even done anything?” Kairi questioned, something in the back of her head, even though she also wanted to shout at Axel for sitting there and letting it happen, nudging her gently and telling her to have a little grace. They’d been having grace for everyone else, after all. Though none of them had sat back and watched someone be murdered, Riku had only kidnapped people.

“Maybe,” Axel admitted, and he saw Xion turn on her heel in a tight circle in a way that made him wince. “When they were all distracted. But it would have been detrimental to my… mission.” The mission Saix gave him, the mission he still didn’t know how he felt about, the mission that had taken him away from Roxas for the first time.

Naminé choked on another sob and Vanitas’s arms tightened around her. She leaned back gratefully.

“So… what? He’s just… dead?” Ven questioned and Riku winced.

“Yes,” Riku revealed, and the others looked over at him. “He… fought me, during the end of my time at Castle Oblivion. He lost and was swallowed by the darkness.”

Could he be alive then? Aqua wondered, shifting in her seat slightly and Terra finally released her from where he was holding onto her. I was technically swallowed by the darkness, even if it was Xehanort’s and Terra’s combined darkness. Is it possible…?

Gone, gone, gone, Naminé repeated in her head, feeling her heart break over and over again as she heard those words bounce around her head. Dead, dead, dead.

“Naminé, this isn’t your-,” Sora started, eyes landing on the girl and reaching out slightly, like he wanted to support her.

“I know that!” She shrieked, the explosion in volume causing several of the teenagers to flinch, Vanitas’s shoulders shooting up to his ears before he realized what exactly had happened. “I know, I know!” She sat up, rubbing harshly at her eyes, not noticing the blood she smeared slightly on the bridge of her nose. “It’s not my fault, it’s theirs, but he’s still gone!” She swallowed another sob before it could break from her throat. “He’s gone.”

Vanitas reached for one of her hands and she grabbed it almost immediately, clutching it tightly to herself. She didn’t like remembering any of this.

Xion slumped back down on the couch, one hand pressing to her face. Gone, gone, gone. Her brother was gone. And there was nothing she could do about it.

Aqua wanted to say something, wanted to support and help the teenagers as she was supposed to do, but her mouth felt dry and sticky. And it felt like anything she was going to say was only going to be wrong wrong wrong.

She wrapped her arms around herself in a hug only to blink in surprise and look down at her palm when she felt something sticky connect with it. Was that… blood? She stared at her arm, where there were faint smudges of red on her upper arm. Why was she bleeding? She didn’t feel like she was- oh, it wasn’t hers.

Her eyes slid over to Terra, to the hands that he held carefully in his lap and she couldn’t say anything, couldn’t say anything at all.

Mickey closed his eyes, feeling the weight of yet another lost settle into his heart, making a little nook in the worn thing and make it that much heavier. Another soul for him to carry around, another failure to mark his wall. Why should these fifteen- and sixteen-year-olds have to carry the weight of the dead? Why did they have to see death in the first place?

“If… If he was still alive,” Xion started, biting down on her lip as the thought slowly came to her, twisting into her mind from desperation and fear. “Could you… undo what you did?”

“Yes,” Naminé replied with a sharp nod. The thought had never left her, the knowledge that if he had just stayed instead of running after Riku, she could have brought him back. Could have saved him. But then it wouldn’t be Repliku anymore. It would be Repliku but not Repliku and she would live with that, but at the same time, she didn’t know if she could. “It might take a little while, but I could.”

“Like with me,” Sora mentioned with a weak smile and Naminé looked over at him. She nodded again.

“How was he swallowed by the darkness, exactly?” Aqua asked, ignoring everything that she had just figured out, because she knew what happened the last time she tried to reach out to Terra, and Riku frowned, tapping his foot slightly.

“The darkness pooled under him as his strength faded and then covered him,” he responded, thinking back with an internal wince. “I don’t know for sure what happened to his body, whether it disintegrated or was consumed by the darkness.”

“My body disintegrated,” Xion brought up, causing Roxas to flinch slightly from the other side of the couch. Who are you? Xion, Xion. Friends, best friends. Ice cream and ‘Is this my fault’? “And we’re both Replicas. Maybe his did too.”

Right, Replica, Aqua thought in her head. Would they follow the same ‘logic’ as the real world? Would it still work with the Replica? Was he… down in the Realm of Darkness with her? Could she find him?

The screen glitched slightly, like it had before, when Riku’d had his breakdown and he and Sora had just sat with each other for a while, and Ven gave it a sour look. “Not yet,” he snapped at it but the screen showed no sign of listening to him.

Naminé sniffed, rubbing at her eyes again, trying to compose herself. She needed to focus. She pulled her hand back, frowning a little at the wounds that had broken skin on her palm thanks to her teeth. She didn’t know what she should do about that…

Well, it wasn’t that bad.

She simply shifted her position slightly so she could more comfortably sit against Vanitas’s side. “You okay?” The boy asked her quietly, his voice barely above a whisper, and she nodded. She would be okay, she had to be okay.

Aqua swallowed as she tried to refocus herself. She had to be the adult. She rubbed her hands against her arms for a quick second again, trying to get rid of the last blood that was still stuck to her skin. Everything, everything, everything.

Xion pressed her face into her palms for the quickest second, emotions roiling beneath her skin faster than she could categorize them. In the back of her head, she wished she hadn’t realized she’d had emotions, then she wouldn’t have to deal with them. She quickly banished that thought. Emotions were amazing, even if they were a struggle.

“Xion?” Axel asked her softly and she shook her head sharply.

“Not now,” she replied. “I’m still mad at you.” Axel accepted that seemingly and settled back down, leaving her in silence.

In the basement, Lexaeus returns to Zexion. When Zexion asks if something’s wrong, Lexaeus reveals that Vexen is no more.

“Wait, how long has it been?” Roxas questioned, trying to think of Sora’s journey parallel to Riku’s, and Riku shrugged slightly.

“Well, I did get there later than Sora did,” Riku said. “At least by a little. And we’re not seeing everything I did.”

“Why not?” Kairi wondered and Riku shrugged.

“Wasn’t as important?” He offered uncertainly. “It was mostly just fighting Heartless and running through corridors. It’s not like I interacted with a lot of people, memories or otherwise.”

Zexion agrees and says he could smell it happening.

“Again, where did this ability come from?” Vanitas muttered with a headshake. If it really was something, he wondered if Master Xehanort could do it. He probably could, he could do everything. And Vanitas couldn’t stop him, he was too powerful.

Zexion says that Vexen was snuffed out by Axel and mentions that he finds members of the Organization striking each other down deplorable.

Ha, just you wait, Axel thought with an inward bitter laugh. Be glad you weren’t around for the next year then. He paused for a second. Though, it could be because Zexion might have held some fondness for Vexen, given that the older man was the Nobody of the one who had done most of the raising of young Ienzo. Maybe.

Lexaeus says their problem is Sora.

“Haven’t they… not interacted with you, at all?” Kairi brought up with a confused tip of her head. “Why would you be their problem?”

“Because I don’t think Marluxia was keen to let any of the other members of the Organization live if they were going to go against him,” Axel answered. “And Sora was almost under his control at this point.” Sora grimaced at that reminder. He didn’t want to kill anyone, as often as he had to, and doing it while under someone else’s control would definitely not be great.

Lexaeus says that Vexen proved to be no match for Sora and yet Sora is still under Naminé’s control. He says that before long the hero will be no more than a puppet for Marluxia.

Sora bit down on his lip lightly at that. No matter what, every time someone mentioned what had almost happened to him, he couldn’t help the wince or the flinch or the swoop in his stomach. He didn’t know why, it was over, it was done, he didn’t even remember it, but it still made his nerves stand on edge whenever he heard it. Reminded him of Riku and Ansem and losing losing losing-!

Happy thoughts. Happy thoughts.

Zexion asks what are they to do then and asks if they should eliminate Sora before he falls into Marluxia’s clutches.

“Or, y’know, you could rescue him,” Kairi muttered, still on edge from everything she had seen before. And it was clear that even if these Organization members weren’t as bad as Marluxia and his cohorts, they were still not on the ‘good side’.

Lexaeus says there’s no need for that and if Marluxia obtains the power of light, then they will obtain the power of darkness.

It wasn’t hard to guess what specifically they were talking about. Or who.

“How were they planning to do that?” Roxas wondered with a tip of his head. “It’s not like they can change your memories, like Naminé could.”

“It was kind of just more of the same,” Riku admitted as he rubbed the back of his head slightly. “’Submit to the darkness’, that kind of stuff.”

“Maybe they were hoping the darkness could overtake you and you wouldn’t be able to control yourself?” Ven offered and Riku grimaced. While darkness had overtaken him in the end, it had been his choice, and he had kept control of himself. Still, he wasn’t that happy that everyone would see that. Especially with Terra’s and Aqua’s, and Sora’s, to an extent, insistences that darkness was bad.

I’m not looking forward to that conversation, he thought, slightly dourly.

Zexion realizes he’s talking about Riku and Lexaeus leaves.

Sora frowned at that, nervousness for Riku rushing through him for a quick second. Riku survived, he clearly did, but even though he had been repeating that thought to himself over and over again this whole time, he couldn’t help but worry. What if Riku got hurt? What if the darkness hurt Riku again? He should have been there for protect Riku, should have been there.

Riku enters another white hall, pausing when Lexaeus appears.

Riku bit his lip, realizing with a jolt that he never actually saw what happened to Lexaeus. He knew they fought, and that the darkness took over Riku for a second before Mickey intervened but… what actually happened, he wondered, tapping his foot slightly as the thought swirled around his mind.

Hopefully it wasn’t anything too bad, but it wasn’t like he could rely on Ansem to have restraint.

Riku realizes that Lexaeus is another one of the ‘Nobodies’ and Lexaeus introduces himself, saying that Riku has done well so far.

“Compliments,” Kairi murmured, but wasn’t able to shake off the uneasy feeling that was still wrapping around her, that had appeared when Lexaeus did. Well, it had stuck around ever since the Replica had died, but it came back for some reason. Why did she have a bad feeling that something was going to happen?

Lexaeus tells Riku that with his power and to still fear darkness is a waste.

Terra bit down on his tongue hard enough to taste blood. He didn’t know how much more of watching Riku’s adventure he could take. Every person he encountered, every conversation he had, it always ended up back at darkness. Back at how it was ‘good’ and ‘part of him’ and ‘powerful’ and it made Terra just want to-

Darkness is bad, he told himself. Darkness is wrong. It’s the reason you’re possessed now, that Xehanort is a part of you. The reason for everything happening. And just because you were too weak to stop it then doesn’t mean you can’t do one good thing and make sure the same doesn’t happen to Riku, despite what everyone keeps telling him.

But what about Vanitas? What about the fact that he’s darkness but he’s good and that he cares about Naminé and you acknowledged that? What about- What about- What about-?

He ended up pressing another Cure spell into his palms.

Riku says he doesn’t fear it and Lexaeus interrupts, saying that Riku does.

Not anymore, Riku promised himself, making sure to repeat the thoughts over and over again as he watched so he wouldn’t accidentally fall back into the thought process he’d had up until an hour ago. It’s a part of me now. And I can’t lose it. I won’t.

Not a bad fear to have, Aqua acknowledged, but shook her head slowly. Though I can’t.

Lexaeus says that Riku is also capable of controlling the darkness and tells him to cast away the useless fear, to open his heart and embrace the darkness.

“The darkness…” Ven started slowly, looking over at Riku. “What’s it like?”

“Ven,” Aqua said lowly but Riku shook his head.

“It’s fine,” he told her before turning to face Ven. “Well, it just feels like a wellspring of power to me now, though how it felt switched multiple times as I worked to control it better. Right now, it feels like the light does. Something that I can feel within my heart and that I can use if I want, to make my attacks stronger. I’m still working to control it completely though.” He blinked at Ven, tipping his head to the side slightly. “Why did you want to know?”

“I was just curious,” Ven replied with a shrug. “If it was any different from the light.”

“Of course, it’s different than the light,” Vanitas said with an eyeroll, though he was biting the inside of his cheek slightly. Not that anyone noticed. “They’re literally polar opposites.”

“Different how?” Xion asked, frowning. She didn’t have experience with either, given by her status as one in-between as all Nobodies were, so she wondered what differences they could have.

“What they can do, how they affect the person wielding them,” Terra answered in a murmur, pointedly not meeting anyone’s eyes. “How corrupting they can be, how dangerous they are.”

Riku didn’t know what to say after that and Ven looked guilty for bringing it up.

Riku asks what if he didn’t and Lexaeus tells him he’ll lose both light and darkness and disappear, drawing his sword in the process.

“If he was planning to kill you, he could have just said that,” Roxas muttered, a little miffed at the man. He hadn’t forgotten the whole ‘training’ thing that had ended with him have a broken nose. For seemingly no reason other than Lexaeus could. Why wasn’t he surprised that the man would instantly move to ‘killing Riku’ when given the opportunity?

Riku shrugged in response. He didn’t know what was going through Lexaeus’s mind.

Lexaeus says he won’t yield to the frail heart of an infantile coward.

“Hey!” Sora snapped, sitting up and glaring at the screen at Lexaeus’s insult towards Riku.

“Sora, it’s fine,” Riku said, shaking his head slightly but couldn’t help the small smile that crossed his lips at Sora’s indignance. “I don’t mind.”

“You’re not a coward,” Sora informed him, turning to look at him, and Riku’s smile wavered ever so slightly. But I am, he thought, letting the smile retake his face. I am or I would have confessed to you already, damn the consequences and your future with Kairi.

“I know,” he replied instead. Sora gave him a look like he didn’t believe him.

Lexaeus tells him to stop resisting and to let the darkness in. Riku replies never and that he’s not afraid of the darkness.

Vanitas barely suppressed another eyeroll. We get it, he thought dourly with a huff. Everyone in that damn castle wants Riku to succumb to the darkness. Riku is continually saying he’s not scared of the darkness and whether or not that was true at the time is debatable. Get some new material.

“Is Lexaeus… using the darkness?” Kairi asked as the Nobody and Riku started to fight, recognizing the trails of smoke that seemed to stream off of Lexaeus. “I thought you guys couldn’t?”

Sora had reached out to snatch Riku’s hand up again. Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine.

“Well, it’s not like we can’t,” Axel replied with a one shouldered shrug. “The dark corridors, remember? But it’s not as… natural for us, I guess. All of us had to learn to use the darkness, Lexaeus is just one of the people who use it for fighting and the like.” He pressed his lips together for a quick second. “Just because we exist between light and dark doesn’t mean we can’t use either.”

I wonder if we could use the light then, Xion wondered, looking down at her hands for a quick second. The fact that she had been using darkness the whole year she was alive… it hadn’t ever really occurred to her. Dark corridors were just the norm. But now…

She couldn’t help but look at Aqua and Terra out of the corner of her eye, remembering their extreme reactions to anyone using darkness. Have they realized that includes me and Roxas yet? How would they react to that?

She almost didn’t want to know.

Lexaeus and Riku fight until Riku manages to push Lexaeus back. He moves to strike Lexaeus again, saying the Nobody is finished, but the Nobody tells him not to mock him, throwing him into the ceiling with his sword.

None of them could stop a flinch or wince that came from the impact Riku made against the ceiling and both Kairi and Xion gasped in surprise. Sora made a bit off noise, spinning to face Riku again. Mickey lost his breath for a second.

“Guys, I’m fine,” Riku started but Sora was already shaking his head, cutting him off.

“Riku, you just got thrown into the ceiling,” he scolded, flinching again as Riku landed on the ground on the screen. “Riku, that not fine!

“I healed myself,” Riku tried but Terra frowned.

“Healing spells don’t heal everything,” he said, gaining the attention of the other teenagers. “There’s always some version of aftereffects or something that wasn’t healed.”

See?!” Sora hissed, gesturing with his free hand to where Terra was sitting. “See?!

“Sora-,” Riku started but a hand landing on his arm stopped him.

“Nuh uh,” Kairi muttered, moving her hand up to poke him in the cheek, making his nose wrinkle slightly. “You don’t get to dismiss this.” She spun to face the king. “Did you know about this?”

“No,” Mickey replied, giving Riku a concerned look that made the sixteen-year-old drop his gaze to the ground. “Riku didn’t tell me this happened.”

“How did you not notice?” Sora questioned, hoping he didn’t sound as accusing as he thought he did.

“I noticed he was injured, but he assured me it wasn’t that bad,” Mickey replied, making Riku wince again with the disappointment in Mickey’s voice. “Not that he had been thrown into the ceiling.”

“It’s really not-,” Riku tried again but he got four looks, two from his childhood friends and two from the older teenagers who were debating going over and dousing him in another Cure spell.

“”Shh,”” Both Kairi and Sora said to him and he sat back slightly, a shocked and taken aback look on his face. Roxas had to contain the urge to laugh at him.

“Riku, were there any other really bad injuries you were hiding from anyone?” Mickey asked him and Riku hesitated for a second, looking around for a second to see if anyone would get him out of this. But Xion and Naminé both looked concerned for him, same as Ven, and while Axel and Vanitas looked unbothered, he could tell that it was a façade for at least Axel.

He sighed, slouching. “Roxas broke my wrist,” he admitted and Xion whipped around to stare at Roxas in surprise. “When I was fighting him.”

“I did?” Roxas asked, surprised. Riku hadn’t shown any sign of it, during the other fight that had occurred directly after the fact.

“Yeah,” Riku said. “And then I transformed into Ansem right after that, so once I was back to being Riku, it hadn’t healed. At all.”

“And then you went and fought Xemnas?!” Sora snapped at him, getting the quick urge to let go of Riku’s hand until he knew which wrist had been hurt. Was Riku still in pain right now?

“It wasn’t that bad,” Riku excused with a shake of his head, purposefully ignoring the look that Kairi was giving him. “I healed it several times and then wrapped it.”

“That-,” Sora started, but Riku shook his head again.

And when we got here,” He waved his free hand around at the walls around them. “all my injuries vanished. Including that one. I know the same happened to you.” He aimed that last bit at Sora, who paused, thinking back. Riku was correct that it had happened.

Aqua blinked in surprise, reaching one hand up to her chest for a second, resisting the urge to touch her head as well. She hadn’t noticed that the ever-persistent ache from her ribs and head from constant breaks and what she suspected were concussions were gone. Cure magic could only go so far after all.

“Still Riku, you shouldn’t be hiding injuries,” Mickey scolded him and Riku bit his lip. It felt like he was being scolded by his parents when he was younger and did something stupid. “What if you get even more hurt from that?”

“It just… didn’t seem that important,” he muttered, and Mickey shook his head.

“Your wellbeing is always important,” the king told him, and Sora nodded furiously from next to him. “Okay?”

Riku paused and jumped slightly when Sora elbowed him, gently. “Okay,” he agreed, looking away from all of them. Kairi shook her head slowly, rolling her eyes inwardly at Riku’s tendencies. Just because he’s older doesn’t mean he’s suddenly invincible, she thought, remembering the times when they were younger and Riku would insist that scrapes and bruises didn’t bother him in the slightest. Guess it wasn’t that big of leap in logic that he wouldn’t have changed from that.

Vanitas blinked rapidly, watching the whole thing go down in front of him. What… what was that? The silverette only got thrown into a wall. Is that… such a big deal? He frowned, pasting back on an expression of blankness when Naminé looked up at him. Or is it just because he’s partially Light? He deserves to have his injuries healed then?

Still the thought wouldn’t leave him alone.

Lexaeus advances on the knocked out Riku, mentioning that he was too much trouble, but stops when darkness starts to emanate from Riku’s body.

“Ansem,” Riku muttered, and Kairi looked over at him in surprise.

“I thought it was just your darkness?” She questioned and Riku shook his head.

“No, what happened here was different,” he replied. “I think… I think Ansem used my body to do something.”

“What? What did he do?” Ven asked but Axel’s eyes widened slightly.

“Oh,” the former Organization member murmured and Riku looked over at him for a second.

“’Oh’?” Xion repeated, looking over at Axel for a second before looking away. She was still mad at him after all.

Darkness covers Riku for a moment, transforming his clothes into the dark suit.

Riku really hated that outfit. If he ever saw it again, it would be too soon.

All it did was remind him of everything he did wrong.

Riku stands up slowly and warps forward, slashing Lexaeus through the chest.

“Oh,” Xion said, realizing what was happening. She knew that Lexaeus was going to die but she hadn’t realized…

“Thought so,” Riku murmured. He hadn’t ever seen Lexaeus after this, so it wasn’t that hard to guess but… at least he knew what had happened now.

“This is Ansem?” Aqua checked, biting the inside of her lip slightly, and Riku nodded.

“Why would he kill Lexaeus?” Sora wondered, frowning. What motivations would Ansem have?

“Even if it was for selfish reasons, it was probably to protect Riku,” Terra muttered, looking like he hated the words even as he said them. “He couldn’t possess him if he was dead.”

Riku made a face, but it wasn’t like he disagreed with the older Keyblade Wielder. As much as he hated it.

Lexaeus drops his weapons as Riku tells him too slow. Lexaeus starts to say that Riku is the “Superior’s-” but cuts himself off.

“The Superior is Xemnas, right?” Kairi checked and the three former Organization members nodded. “Did he recognize Ansem then?”

“They are connected,” Sora remembered with a nod of his head. “They came from the same person.”

Terra flinched.

“How can they be recognized?” Ven wondered. “Is there something in their… darkness that shows that they’re… connected?”

“I don’t know,” Riku said with a shrug.

“Well, Lexaeus and a few others were there, at least I think, when Xehanort took Ansem’s name and split into his two halves,” Axel mentioned. “Though I don’t know if they were… cognizant.” He didn’t know if they were still in the process of dying and becoming Nobodies.

“They were?” Roxas asked and Axel nodded.

Terra dug his nails into his palm.

Lexaeus apologizes to Zexion, saying this was a fight he shouldn’t have started, before vanishing into nothingness.

“You mentioned they were a trio,” Sora said, watching Lexaeus fade away. “Him, Zexion, and Vexen. Along with a fourth. They were… close?”

“Yeah,” Axel said with a sigh. “Vexen, Lexaeus, and Xaldin helped raise Zexion, when they were all still Somebodies. I… don’t think that bond ever truly went away.”

Raise Zexion?” Aqua repeated and Axel nodded slowly. “How… how old was Zexion when he became a Nobody?”

Axel pressed his lips together for a second. “Eight, almost nine,” He admitted and Aqua sucked in a breath. Mickey looked down, his heart sinking at the confirmation.

“How…?” Kairi whispered, sounding shocked, and Axel shrugged slowly.

“He lived at the castle,” Axel said. “And he was smart.”

Most of them didn’t know what to say to that.

Ven paused, thinking back to the young boy he had saved while in Radiant Garden, from the Unversed. The man, who would become Vexen… The boy… Was that who would become Zexion?

Riku is sinking into darkness. He wakes up, looking around panicked and calls for Lexaeus.

It’s nice to know what happened to him now, Riku thought. Even if I already had an idea.

Sora swallowed back the nervousness that had gone through him when he saw Riku surrounded by darkness again. He’s fine, he’s fine, he reminded himself. And we’ll help him get the darkness out of him, I promise.

A voice tells Riku that he can see his heart.

Several people stiffened at the voice.

Every time, Kairi scolded herself, trying to relax. He’s not there. Still, she was a little glad she wasn’t the only one who reacted like that.

Go away, Riku groused, his new revelations about the darkness within him giving him courage. It’s not your darkness anymore, it’s mine. You can’t use it to control me anymore.

Riku starts to realize who it is, and the voice tells Riku to remember him, to let him drift into his heart.

Vanitas tipped his head to the side slightly as he observed the screen. Why did Ansem continue with his attempts? They didn’t seem to be working. Ansem seemed to want Riku to join him voluntarily, which Vanitas could understand the pride that would grow upon having someone make a choice like that, but why not just force it if he wanted it so badly?

Something that wouldn’t leave his head.

Riku calls him Ansem and Ansem says that Riku called his name, that Riku has been thinking of him.

“How can he not?” Roxas muttered with an eyeroll. “When you show up every ten minutes to spout the same things?”

Xion and Kairi chuckled slightly. Sora held tightly to Riku’s hand. Hopefully his best friend would be out of the darkness soon.

Ansem says Riku is afraid of the darkness Ansem commands.

Riku rolled his eyes.

Ansem says that’s good and that the more Riku thinks of him, the closer his return draws. Ansem says that when he awakens, he will take hold and Riku’s heart will be his, appearing in front of Riku.

Sora leaned on Riku’s side, pressing his temple into Riku’s shoulder. Every time he had to see Riku face down Ansem, it made his heart rate pick up slightly and the memories from Hollow Bastion popped up until he managed to force them back down. Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine, he reminded himself for the umpteenth time. He’s so much stronger than Ansem is.

Ansem floats towards Riku, reaching out, while Riku tries to get away.

Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine. Still, his grip on Riku’s hand only grew tighter.

Kairi wished she could reach out for Riku as well, but unfortunately there was a Sora in between them. She settled for simply holding her hands tightly in her lap, staring at the screen and refusing to blink. She didn’t want to miss anything.

A light suddenly appears between Riku and Ansem and Mickey’s voice tells him to fight and not let Ansem win.

Mickey sighed in relief as his past self, or at least the light and mind of his past self, arrived. While he knew that he showed up to stop Ansem from possessing Riku again, he didn’t like how close of a call it had ended up being. It always seemed to be. Why was he always so late to saving those he cared about? Aqua, Ven, Oswald-

Sora relaxed ever so slightly. Despite the fact that the king didn’t know about Riku’s injuries, it was clear that the king wouldn’t let Riku get hurt or overtaken under his watch. It was good that Riku had someone looking out for him then.

And now I’ll be there too, he thought with a small smile. To help get rid of his darkness and to keep him in the light.

The light turns into a see-through version of Mickey, who hovers between Ansem and Riku like a shield.

Aqua couldn’t help the smile that crawled up her face just a little as she watched the scene. For too long, Sora, and Riku, had been forced to flounder and fight without any well-meaning adults around them. Well, there was Donald and Goofy but only Goofy seemed to really take care of Sora’s wellbeing. And it wasn’t like either of them stopped Sora from going on the crazy adventures in the first place.

But now, Riku had someone to protect him, someone who was qualified and capable of defending the worlds, a Keyblade Master. Like her, not like her. Someone to keep the darkness away from Riku, to keep him as light as possible. Like how she should have for Terra, for Ven. Are you a Keyblade Master or aren’t you?

Hopefully, once all the watchings were complete and they returned to the real world, she could be rescued and then could be the one to hold the line instead of them. Like she was supposed to.

Ansem calls him a meddlesome king and the light takes over. Riku wakes up on the floor of the white hall, himself again.

“Thanks Mickey,” Riku said, turning to look at the king. “For helping again.”

“Gosh, of course,” Mickey told him with a smile. “I’ll always be around to help.”

Riku returned the smile, turning back around to face the screen. Sora squeezed his hand and Riku looked down at him. “I’m glad you’re okay,” Sora murmured and Riku blinked, before tapping his forehead ever so gently to the top of Sora’s head.

“Of course I am,” Riku replied, just as quiet. “I always am.”

Riku stands up, realizing that the king protected him. He calls out for Mickey, asking where he is and to answer him.

“Sorry Riku,” Mickey apologized. “But I was already gone again by that point.”

“I know,” Riku replied with a wave of his hand. “I know it probably took a lot to get to Castle Oblivion. I’m just glad I wasn’t alone for the whole time I was in there.”

Riku says that the king is with him and walks on. Zexion stands in the basement, realizing that Lexaeus is gone now too.

Riku winced. He didn’t regret Lexaeus’s passing, per say, the man was trying to kill him, but knowing his connection to Zexion now… it made him… sad.

Axel teleports in.

“Is this… before your fight with Sora?” Ven asked, tipping his head at the screen slightly and Axel shook his head.

“Nah, after,” he replied with a slight shrug.

Axel lists off Vexen, Larxene, and Lexaeus and wonders who will be next in line. Zexion admits he thought it was probably Axel and Axel says no way, that he’s already taken his pounding from Sora and that Sora thinks he’s gone for good.

Sora winced slightly at the words, though this was more from… embarrassment? He didn’t completely get it but… “I’m sorry?” He mentioned weakly, looking over at Axel. “In my defense, my past self clearly thought you were a bad guy.”

Axel waved his hand dismissively. “No hard feelings,” he responded. “I was trying to stop you, mostly, and you needed to save Naminé.” He gave Sora a sideways look. “You are aware of what a terrifying enemy you can be sometimes though, right?”

Sora hesitated. He didn’t like thinking of himself as terrifying, but it wasn’t like he could deny that he had done most of the damage for the past couple of adventures. “Yes?” He replied hesitantly and Axel simply shook his head with a rueful smile.

Axel says he thinks it’ll be Marluxia next.

And look, I was right, Axel thought. And then Zexion. And well… He shook his head again, this time a tad more forcefully. Don’t think about it. No point of dwelling on it.

Axel says for defying the Organization and targeting Sora and Axel says he hopes he moves exactly as his heart commands him to.

“Are you… are you talking about Sora?” Kairi asked uncertainly. “Or Marluxia.”

“Sora,” Axel clarified. “Marluxia doesn’t have a heart.”

“Well…” Xion muttered, tapping her own chest slightly. “We don’t exactly know that.”

Several of the others looked over at her in confusion at that, remembering the Nobodies’ insistence that they didn’t have hearts from the day prior, but decided to leave it be. It could be brought up during a break if needed.

Axel asks what about Zexion and mentions that he thought they had a plan for Riku.

“How did you know about that?” Roxas asked, giving Axel a look. “I thought they were keeping it secret.”

“I pay attention,” Axel replied with a shrug. Roxas gave him another look and Axel wilted slightly. “And I’m good at spying through the shadows.”

“Thought so,” Roxas muttered, and Axel gave him a wounded look.

Zexion says they did, and they were going to set Riku off against the traitors,

Riku made a face at that. He wasn’t a weapon to be wielded, by anyone.

but with Marluxia gone, there’s no more need. Zexion says he’s nothing more than a nuisance now.

“Should I take that as a compliment?” Riku wondered and Naminé giggled quietly. Her tears had finally dried on her face and she sat up slightly.

“You should,” she informed the boy and Riku gave her a smile.

Axel says that he’s dangerous too, having taken down Lexaeus.

“Well, not really you,” Vanitas noted with a shrug and Riku made a face at the reminder of the possession, even if it was only for a few seconds. Sora gave Vanitas a look.

Zexion tells Axel that Axel knows that’s not how Zexion does things.

“What does he mean?” Kairi asked and Axel looked over at her.

“He meant that he doesn’t really do ‘fighting’,” Axel explained. “He works in illusions, in trickery. He doesn’t fight himself.” Axel sat back slightly. “Which is what I was implying.”

Zexion asks if Axel gathered data on Riku’s home.

Riku grimaced, remembering everything that had happened on the illusion of the island and the fake Sora. Hopefully Sora wouldn’t freak out too badly upon seeing it, Sora didn’t need more things to feel bad about.

“What’s he planning?” Terra asked, looking over at Riku, who wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Riku.”

“It wasn’t… that bad,” Riku answered, as if the image of the boy he loved telling him he was beyond help and fighting him with intent to kill hadn’t emotionally destroyed him inside.

Mickey gave the boy a look at the wording. He needed to start being more careful about what he allowed Riku to dismiss and downplay.

Sora gave Riku a similar look but simply squeezed his hand tighter. Whatever it was, he was there to support Riku.

Riku walks into the next white hall, getting surprised when an earthquake shakes the building.

“What was that?” Aqua asked quickly, sitting up as her nerves shot up. A quake like that… Castle Oblivion- The Land of Departure is stronger than that, she tried to reassure herself. Even if there was a shake like that, it wouldn’t affect the Chamber of Waking. Ven’s body is fine.

He has to be fine.

“It was Sora defeating Marluxia,” Naminé explained, remembering her own surprise when the quake shook the building. “I guess that’s what happens when you defeat an extremely powerful Nobody and his Heartless.”

Riku realizes one of the scents has died, a really strong one, and Zexion appears, telling Riku that the keeper of the castle, Marluxia, has just been felled by the Keyblade Master.

Aqua and Terra both winced at the misuse of the title again. They knew they couldn’t blame anyone, their culture was so obscure and unknown at this point, but, for something that had been such a big part of both their childhoods, it still rankled them slightly. Also, the Mark of Mastery had caused… everything.

And Sora shouldn’t be a Master yet, Aqua thought with a shake of her head, her hands curling into light fists before she could force them to stop. Being a Keyblade Master… it’s no easy feat. I’m not ready for it and I’ve been training almost my entire life for it. A fifteen-year-old child shouldn’t be given those responsibilities. None of the kids should be.

We’re the ones who were supposed to protect the worlds after all.

Riku realizes that he’s talking about Sora and incredulously asks if Sora is there.

Riku remembered the rush of relief that had gone through him when he had heard those words, realized the implications of them. Sora was there, Sora was okay, Sora was alive. It had filled him with indescribable joy but also a lot of fear out of worry how Sora was going to react once they had reunited. But he had been willing to try.

You were still too late though, Riku thought with a shake of his head. Though, how would he have reacted if he met the Sora that had all his memories messed with? He didn’t think it would have been positive but… Still, I would have rather seen him awake one last time, instead of having to wait a year where I could barely remember him.

Zexion says yes and asks if Riku wants to see him.

That’s like asking if the sky is blue, Kairi thought with a good-natured eye roll. It still hurt, it still hurt, but she would figure it out. She sighed slightly. Of course, Riku wants to see Sora.

Zexion asks if Riku can face him though.

“What does that mean?” Sora asked, giving Zexion a half confused, half challenging look. “Riku, what did he mean?” He turned to the older boy, who wasn’t meeting his eye. “Riku.”

“It was just…” Riku bit down on his lip, feeling Kairi’s gaze as well burning into the side of his head. “Just watch what happens.”

Terra gave his successor a concerned look.

Riku asks what that means and Zexion replies that the world of darkness and Ansem’s shadow still nest in Riku’s heart.

“Wait, did you think you couldn’t face me because you had darkness in your heart?” Sora asked before stopping. The events of The World That Never Was were still fresh in his mind. “Who am I kidding, of course you did. Riku.” He shifted on the couch, instead kneeling slightly on it so he could reach out and grasp Riku’s face, turning the older boy to look at him. “I don’t care that you got taken in by the darkness.”

“But-,” Riku started but Sora shook his head, cutting him off.

“I. Don’t. Care. Yes, it was scary. Yes, I was afraid for part of it. Yes, I want the darkness out of you. But you could still be under the influence of darkness, you could still be actively possessed by it, you could-!” Sora paused and took a deep breath, swallowing slightly. “You could be all of that and I would still be ecstatic to see you. Got it?” When Riku didn’t say anything, just stared at him, Sora gently shook the other Keyblade Wielder’s face slightly, leaning closer. “Got it?”

“I… Sora, it’s-,” Riku froze, wanting to say the easy ‘yes I get it’ but at the same time… I want to be able to tell them I want the darkness, I want to be able to tell them I still use it, I want to tell him… Maybe I could start here.

“Sora, it’s not that easy,” he said softly, reaching out and grasping Sora’s hands, pulling them from his face, instead holding them gently between them. And it certainly made his heart rate beat a little bit slower now that Sora wasn’t leaning in quite so close. Almost made him try something. “I want to say that I believe you but…”

“You should!” Sora exclaimed. “You should. When have I ever done anything that would make you think I wouldn’t be so happy to see you?”

“Sora,” Kairi murmured quietly, watching the two boys in concern. The others in the room, minus Mickey, had tried not to focus on what was going on between the boys, as it was a private moment, but there wasn’t much they could do not to be aware of it.

Naminé hoped Riku would finally be able to speak at least one thing.

“Sora, it’s nothing you did,” Riku reassured him, looking down at their hands before looking back up at Sora. “But it’s hard. It’s hard to not worry that you’ll… that you’ll reject me for… for things- for the darkness. Because I did something wrong.” Sora puffed up again but Riku shook his head. “No, listen. I did something wrong. It was wrong, it was bad, it was… hurtful. To you. And I’m still grappling with that.”

He looked off to the side. “I hurt you and I’m worried that you’re not going to forgive me for that.”

“Riku, you didn’t hurt me-,” Sora said but Riku cut him off again.

“I did,” he insisted. “And I know I did because I saw it.” He gestured towards the paused screen. “Even before I saw this, before I stopped… hating myself for what I did, I knew I hurt you. And it’s so hard to face you, knowing what I did.”

Sora stared at him. You didn’t hurt me, you didn’t hurt me, he thought, but couldn’t find it in him to say the words. It was the darkness, it was Ansem and the others, and Riku, you can’t hurt me, you’re everything to me. And hurt is darkness and we can’t go near darkness, this ship runs on Happy Faces.

“And there’s nothing you can really do to help me with that,” Riku finished. “You being there, being willing to stay with me, even after everything, does help, but this is something I have to face alone. Something I have to work through and come to terms with and you can’t force it along or speed it up. I’m still going to feel guilty, though it has lessened since we’ve been here, and worry about whether or not I can face you, and the only thing you can do to help if be there.”

He looked into Sora’s eyes and took a deep breath. “This isn’t something you can fix; not like you’ve fixed everything else. Okay?”

Sora’s eyes drifted to their hands. “It’s not really,” he admitted truthfully and Riku sighed.

“Something for us both to work through then,” he murmured. “This is just something I have to deal with on my own.”

Riku shouldn’t have to deal with things on his own, that’s why I’m here, Sora thought, pressing back the feeling he knew was tears, but he couldn’t start crying now. I’m the Keyblade Wielder, I’m supposed to help everyone. I’ve been helping everyone; in every world I go to. Why can’t I help you?

He jumped slightly when he felt a hand on his back and he looked over to see Kairi reaching out, placing a hand gently. She had a soft smile on her face and when Sora turned back, he could see a similar expression on Riku’s face. Why can’t I help you too?

Mickey smiled at his son, pride rushing through him. It must have been hard for Riku to say all of that, but he did. And Mickey was incredibly proud of him.

Zexion asks if Riku plans to face Sora as he is and is he not ashamed?

Sora shifted back to his position from before, dropping his gaze to the ground slightly. Why couldn’t Riku see? What did-?

Maybe then, Riku thought, looking over at Sora out of the corner of his eye. Hopefully he had managed to explain to Sora what was going on. Maybe a little now. But I’m working on it. I’m getting better.

Terra wished it could be as easy for him, to say the words that were building in his throat.

When Riku hesitates, Zexion says Sora’s fate is to battle the darkness and he must oppose anyone who hosts the darkness, like Riku.

That’s the fate of every Keyblade Wielder, Aqua agreed, ignoring the stab of pain that went through her heart as she thought it. Though, we haven’t done a good job of it so far. Keyblade Master, Keyblade Master.

It can’t be, right? Riku questioned, shaking his head slightly but looking over at Terra and Aqua out of the corner of his eye. Sora hasn’t… he hasn’t tried to destroy me, but would they…? They seemed so against the darkness but…

Sora couldn’t look at the screen.

Vanitas bit the inside of his cheek. You sure about that? He thought with an eyeroll.

Zexion says if Riku doesn’t believe the words he says then Riku should see the truth for himself and tosses a card at Riku.

“Is that…?” Kairi asked, looking over at Riku, who nodded once. “Oh.”

Riku was not looking forward to what was going to be shown.

Riku realizes that the card is of Destiny Islands and Zexion agrees, leaving. Riku walks up to the door and places the card against it, heading in.

Riku took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. He almost wanted to warn Sora, warn the boy about what they were going to see, but at the same time… he didn’t know how he would put it into words that wouldn’t make Sora worry. Wouldn’t it just be better that the other Keyblade Wielder saw it as it was happening?

Also, my darkness… he thought, looking over at Terra and Aqua again. Mickey’s had no problem with it, but Sora, Terra, and Aqua have been under the impression that I’m wanting to get rid of it. Or that I will allow them to get rid of it for me.

How will they react, when they see that’s not the case?

Riku ends up at the beach, sitting on the tree on the play island.

Sora, Riku, and Kairi were all hit with a wave of longing and nostalgia that had surfaced any time they saw Destiny Islands. Even Kairi, who had only been away from it for a week, though at this point, it felt much longer, missed the beach and the waves and the security that had come with the small world.

While for two of them, they would never be able to live there permanently anymore, they all still wished to see it again, to spend time there.

We’re going to get back there, Sora promised himself. We’re going to.

Riku notes that he never thought he’d miss the island winds so much.

All I ever wanted to do when I was younger was leave, Riku thought with a shake of his head. I had no idea what the world was really like.

Riku recalls that there was a time when he couldn’t wait to leave and notes that now he’s acting all relieved.

I wonder, if we hadn’t been interrupted by this, would we have made it back to the Islands? Riku wondered, tapping his fingers against his knee. The door to light… we didn’t exactly know where it was going, but it had been triggered by Kairi’s letter. I think. Were we heading back to the Destiny Islands?

Riku spots the other kids in the distance, getting off the tree and heading over to them. All three of them are silent and Riku asks what’s with them, that he hasn’t ever seen the three of them so quiet.

“What’s going on?” Xion asked, looking over at Riku in concern. None of the people Sora had come into contact with had reacted like that, or the ones that Riku had in the past.

“I think… it’s some of Zexion’s illusions,” Riku replied, thinking it over. He hadn’t actually thought about it, more focused on… everything else. “They hadn’t felt the same as the other memories.”

When they look at him silently, Riku asks if there’s something wrong with his face, only for the kids to fade away, much to Riku’s shock.

Sora bit down on his tongue when he saw that. It reminded him… I haven’t seen them in a year, he realized, eyes widening slightly. Even if I wasn’t aware of a year passing. How different are they? Will it be like Kairi, where she was different in almost every aspect? Or would they still somewhat be the same? Do I want them to be the same?

Riku runs back to a different part of the island, pausing when he sees Kairi.

Kairi blinked at her younger self. Lifeless puppet, lifeless puppet, sitting there with nothing to do, waiting to be rescued. Shaking her head didn’t seem to do much to dislodge the thoughts and memories of what she had seen the day prior.

Riku starts to ask Kairi something, only for Kairi to vanish as well.

Sora couldn’t help but reach out in an instant, snatching Kairi’s hand with his free one. Kairi, vanishing as he tried to reach her in the secret place. Kairi, her hand being pulled away as the Island was restored. Kairi, vanishing behind the door as he, Riku, Donald, and Goofy were left to face Xemnas. He kept losing her and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Just like he couldn’t stop Riku from pulling away or the worlds from being endangered.

“Sora?” Kairi asked softly, looking between him and his hand on hers, and he sent her an apologetic look.

“Sorry,” he muttered, moving to release her, but she put her other hand on his.

“You don’t have to,” she told him. “If it makes you feel better.” He paused then. It… He still had his other to hold Riku’s, which would probably become necessary if things continued in the way they were. So he nodded, letting their hands stay connected.

He had to hold onto all of them or they would slip away from him. Though the worlds would have to go through him if they thought he would just stand aside and let it happen.

From behind him, Zexion tells Riku that he surely must have known this was going to happen.

Both Xion and Roxas made faces at the words, the slight feeling of déjà vu slipping through both of them. Hadn’t they… seen this before?

Xion specifically rubbed the bridge of her nose slightly as a quick headache made itself known behind her eyes. This memory… it felt familiar, but in a way she couldn’t name.

Riku took a deep breath.

Riku is confused and Zexion says that Riku’s visited a number of worlds before this one.

“The card worlds?” Ven checked and Riku nodded shortly.

Zexion says that in those worlds, Riku met only dark beings, and dark memories are the only things left in Riku’s heart.

Terra flinched, looking off to the side. Is that the only thing left in my heart too? He barely had any memories of the light from the past… time, just the briefest moments with Aqua, though even that had been shrouded in darkness and it hadn’t escaped him that he had only been able to reach her while she was also submerged in darkness. Everything else was darkness, darkness, darkness, besides the small amount of light that sat in the smallest recesses of his heart, keeping the tiny bit of his Station illuminated and shielding him from his own darkness.

And he wasn’t even sure that light was his, if what he was figuring out was correct.

Even in death, Master Eraqus was cleaning up his messes.

Zexion tells Riku that all his memories of home are gone and Riku says that’s a lie and he remembers everyone from the Islands.

Their names wouldn’t leave me alone, once I had gotten some sense knocked into me and nearly lost Sora, Riku thought. The things he had used to keep himself sane in the year Sora was asleep, besides going over every memory of Sora he could remember, which were very few, were mostly just trying to remember everything good from before. Kairi and his others friends. Mickey and the comfort he had given him.

Everything but the sins he had committed and the sins he was preparing to commit.

“They remembered you too, Riku,” Kairi told him, remembering the conversation with Selphie. “Never stopped thinking about you.”

Riku gave her a slightly wobbly smile.

Riku says they’re his closest friends and Zexion asks who threw away those friends, stating that it might be Riku’s own actions that Riku forgot.

Xion remembered Riku holding her carefully as she reeled from something invading her mind. It felt like that now, like she was hearing something through water while at the same time losing all sense of time and space. She leaned into Axel’s side briefly, ignoring her own still remaining anger at the fate of her brother to instead seek his warmth. She hoped the feeling would go away once the scene was over.

It thankfully didn’t feel as bad as the attack she’d had at the brief glimpse of the Replica Project.

“You didn’t throw them away,” Mickey told Riku, waiting until the boy’s eyes flicked to him for a second. “That’s not what happened.” He was worried about Riku, seeing the way the sixteen-year-old had grown tenser and tenser as the scene went on.

“I know,” Riku replied. “Thanks.”

Mickey nodded but kept a close eye on him. Hopefully it wouldn’t be as bad as prior… revelations.

Zexion says it was Riku who destroyed his home.

“It wasn’t you,” Sora started but Riku was already shaking his head.

“It was,” Riku insisted and turned to look at Sora when the younger boy sucked in a breath to keep arguing. “No Sora, this is like before. I was the one to open the door, to let the darkness in, regardless of what Ansem told you of what ‘connecting’ business was. I did it. Me.”

“Ansem tricked you, didn’t he?” Sora tried but Riku shook his head again.

“No, he encouraged it, but he didn’t make me, you saw that memory I had with Kairi.” Riku grimaced but didn’t dare reveal the real reason why he had been pushed into finally doing it. He didn’t want Sora to think it was his own fault, for something Riku had overheard. “I did it myself, I chose to. And I’m working to make it up and to stop blaming myself.”

Sora bit his lip again, wanting to argue back but… he couldn’t. He didn’t even know why he was arguing.

Aqua pressed her hands together, trying to both ignore the conversation that was happening and listen in intently. All the other worlds… did that mean someone had opened the door in those worlds too? Someone had caused Cinderella’s world to fall, the others? Radiant Garden was probably caused by Xehanort, your fault your fault, but what about the others? Were there many ways for the worlds to fall?

The floor shifts into the night Destiny Islands fell.

Kairi, Riku, and Sora all flinched.

Zexion tells Riku that all the islands he grew up on were sundered, scattered, and many hearts were forever lost to the darkness.

Sora froze. He hadn’t even considered… he thought everyone got back okay…

“Kairi?” He asked slowly, turning to face her, and she grimaced. She had a feeling she knew what he was asking about.

“There are… some who have not yet returned,” she admitted, biting the inside of her lip and remembering the heart stopping grief that went through her whenever she found a store or a house on her many long walks around the Island that were unused and abandoned. Of course, during that year she didn’t have a clear remembrance of what had happened to them, due to most of those memories being centered around Sora, but she knew the basic idea.

And she also knew that she was the only one to know.

People around wrote off the disappearances and missing as those lost in the storm that night. It had been a particularly bad one for… obvious reasons. And when some showed back up, weeks or months later, with no memories of anything, people assumed they had just been lost and finally returned.

Kairi suspected there was something else at play, that made returning people so… accepted, but she hadn’t thought about it. She herself had simply blinked and shrugged when some people suddenly appeared again and only caught herself months later, if she ever did. She suspected there were some who had returned that she hadn’t ever noticed were gone in the first place.

“But they continue to return,” she reassured, seeing Sora’s face. “And I assume ever more will now that you broke Xemnas’s Kingdom Hearts.”

Sora couldn’t dislodge the pit in his stomach when he heard that some people had never returned, though it did lessen slightly with Kairi’s reassurances. They had to be alive. They all had to be alive.

Zexion says this is because of what Riku did, gesturing to a memory of Riku, stating that Riku hated being an islander, so he opened the door to darkness and destroyed the islands.

Riku flinched, looking away. It’s not like anything Zexion was saying was wrong…

“Riku, why did you hate the islands?” Aqua asked gently, ignoring everything else that was going through her head to instead focus on the boy.

“It was just… small,” Riku admitted, not wanting to reveal the whole ‘the strength I need to protect my friends is out there’ thing that had led to… the promise to the man he was convinced was Terra. “And nothing happened, and I knew there was other worlds out there, Kairi was a clear example of that, and I wanted to go on an adventure and I just wanted to leave!”

He sucked in a breath, trying to calm his voice from where it had risen slightly. He hadn’t expected it to get such a rise out of him. “It was small,” he settled on. “And I wanted out.”

Vanitas blinked slowly at the boy across the room from him, curling one of his hands into a fist so tight he felt his nails on his palms through the material of the gloves. He had just wanted to leave, wanted to leave the Graveyard and its unchanging landscape and the pain that would be inflicted on him when he was there and the memories he could feel from Ventus and-

At least Riku had gotten the chance to leave on his own terms, even if it hadn’t ended that well for him.

Is it bad that I don’t regret Riku doing it, if only a little? Sora thought with a thump of his heart, looking away. Riku’s actions had led to everything happening and while it hadn’t always been the greatest, he was still a little glad that it had happened. The worlds needed someone to protect them after all. And Sora had met all his other friends through his journeys.

Zexion tells Riku he was pulled into the darkness and now he belongs to it.

Terra flinched again and when pain registered in his hands from his nails, he pressed another quick Cure spell into them. He didn’t want there to be too much blood, nothing noticeable.

And I made that darkness my own, Riku thought determinately, setting his jaw. It’s mine now, my power, my soul. No one can take it from me.

Zexion says Riku should look at what he really is and the image of younger Riku turns into a Darkside that Riku starts to fight.

“Where did Zexion go?” Ven asked, narrowing his eyes at the screen slightly.

“He probably portaled away,” Axel replied with a one shouldered shrug. “Not a fighter, remember?”

“Of course, mess with Riku, set a memory Heartless on him, and then leave,” Kairi said with a roll of her eyes.

Riku manages to destroy the Darkside, looking around and seeing Sora.

Sora stiffened, eyes going wide. The others from the island… they had all been illusions crafted up by Zexion. Was this… but…

“Riku?” He asked softly, not looking over at the boy but instead keeping his eyes on the screen.

Riku didn’t answer him.

Riku calls out to Sora, running up behind him, only for Sora to attack him with the Keyblade.

Sora barely stifled his gasp.

Riku slammed his eyes shut.

Kairi’s tightened her grip on Sora’s hand.

Riku blocks Sora’s blows, telling Sora to stop it and asks doesn’t Sora recognize him. Sora says he recognizes exactly what Riku’s become.

Radiant Garden, day and night, Keyblade Graveyard, dust blowing into their eyes- Terra bit down on his tongue hard enough to bleed. Would Aqua have greeted him with those words had one thing been different? If she had been less of a good person?

“Riku, Riku-,” Sora started, spinning to face the older boy, but the silverette shook his head quickly.

“Sora, it’s okay, I know it’s Zexion,” he told the other, with the smallest facsimile of a smile on his face, mostly for Sora’s benefit than his own feelings. “It’s just Zexion preying on my fears.”

“Fears that you had, that were yours first,” Sora countered and Riku shook his head again. Kairi released Sora’s hand after catching Riku’s eye and Riku reached out, holding both of them like he had before.

It made something in his stomach flutter slightly.

“Fears I don’t have anymore,” he promised. “I might still feel guilty, I might think that you should blame me for what I did, but I know, know, that you won’t blame me for the darkness within me. Even if I forget it sometimes.” He squeezed Sora’s hands once. “You’ve been pretty clear on that.”

“I wish… I just wish you’d believe it,” Sora murmured, dropping his gaze for a second, and Riku sighed. This floor had been rough on both of them.

But then again, he wouldn’t have even let himself start to believe that he wasn’t blamed if he hadn’t watched the past from Sora’s point of view. Hadn’t had those conversations with him.

Perhaps this is all for the best?

Sora jumps back and shoots of beam of light at Riku, which knocks him back to the ground.

Sora flinched. He and Riku shouldn’t be fighting, unless it was sparring for the fun of it. Their past versions, the past him and the Replica, now. All of it was wrong wrong wrong. Riku was his best friend, his inspiration, his everything. They couldn’t be fighting.

Radiant Garden, skin and bone under grasping hands that sought to drain the life out of the person they held. Sharp words traded across an expanse of dry stone, the ancient Keyblades of the past the silent witnesses to their argument.

Terra slid his eyes closed.

Sora asks how can the light hurt Riku and asks if he’s really become a creature of the dark.

“Hey, the light can hurt Light Wielders,” Ven piped up, feeling a little out of place and like he was intruding, but still wanted to make it known. “It’s not a vice versa thing. I don’t know if darkness can hurt Darkness Wielders though.”

“It can,” Vanitas said, with a clipped tone and hands that slid into fists. Master Xehanort, looking down on him as he bled out on the ground. Fire, cold, lightning racing through his veins as he gasped for breath. Darkness sparking off the tip of a Keyblade, racing towards him before he could raise his hands to futilely shield himself.

Ven’s eyes snapped over to Vanitas at that. How would he know? His eyes slid down to Vanitas’s hands, curled into shaking fists. Why would he know?

Vanitas, seeing his gaze, crossed his arms, hiding his hands. He refused to meet Ven’s eyes.

Neither of the two halves were sure that the other teenagers were listening to them, the three Islanders still fixed on the screen and the two boys on it.

Sora says Riku’s not Riku anymore, just a pawn of the darkness.

Don’t call him that, don’t call him that, Sora thought, his thoughts speeding up within his head. He’s Riku, he’s Riku, he has to be, I don’t care, I don’t care what he is or what he uses, I can help him, the other Keyblade Wielders said that darkness was bad so we can get it out of him and he’s my friend my friend I can’t fight him he’s everything stop it stop it Riku why do you think this-?!

“Sora!” Kairi’s voice snapped him out of the spiral he hadn’t realized he was getting into and he snapped his head up to see Kairi staring at him in concern, one hand reached out as if she was going to touch him. “Sora?”

“I’m fine,” he replied, the familiar words falling from his mouth before he had fully realized what was going on around him. “Just… thinking.”

“You seemed to be on the edge of hyperventilation,” Terra informed him, and Sora jumped when his voice was closer than it usually was. The older Keyblade Wielder was halfway to their couch, watching Sora carefully.

“I was just thinking,” Sora repeated. “I don’t… I don’t like seeing me and Riku fighting.”

“It’ll never happen again,” Riku told him, and Sora looked over at him, pressing his lips together. He nodded firmly. It wasn’t.

Terra, giving him one final look, went back to his own couch.

Sora says so be it and it’s time for Riku to face the light, aiming his Keyblade at the sky and gathering enough light that it blocks out Riku’s gaze.

Never, never, Sora thought, shivering at the sight. Even if Riku was lost to the deepest darkness, I would never stop trying to reach him. Never ever.

Riku is floating in a sea of light.

That’s an abrupt change, Roxas noted with an eyebrow raise. What’s the occasion? Usually, Riku gets stuck in the darkness, like he used.

Riku took a deep breath in. He would defend himself. And maybe, he could change their views.

Riku notes that he’s fading, fading into the light, only for Kairi to tell him he won’t fade, appearing in his mind’s eye.

“Kairi?” Sora asked, confused and distracted from his other thoughts for a second, and Kairi shook her head, confused.

“It’s me,” Naminé admitted softly, drawing the attention of the room. “I needed to talk to him, and it was easier to take a form of someone he knew.”

“For what?” Xion asked and Naminé pressed her lips together.

It wasn’t her secret to tell, though the screen probably wasn’t going to give Riku a choice.

Kairi tells him he can’t fade and there’s no power that can defeat him, not the light, not the dark.

“That’s… presumptuous,” Vanitas noted blandly and Naminé elbowed him in the gut. He hissed out a breath, giving her a blank look.

“Listen, I bet if someone tried really hard, they could kill Riku with either,” she muttered with an eyeroll, sticking her tongue out at Vanitas when he gave her another look. “I was being encouraging and trying to impart a lesson.”

“What lesson?” Ven questioned but Naminé still didn’t answer.

I will defend myself, Riku repeated.

Kairi tells him not to run from the light and not to fear the darkness. Because both will make Riku stronger.

“The darkness-,” Aqua started, a familiar feeling of anger passion and fear trepidation rising in her, but Riku cut her off.

“No, Naminé is right, for me, at least,” he said, softly but firmly, and the gazes of the two older Keyblade Wielders swung to him. “The darkness makes me strong.”

“Riku, I know what you mean but-,” Terra tried but Riku shook his head firmly.

“No, you don’t,” he replied. “It’s different for you and that’s not your fault, by the darkness, my darkness, is different. I can control it. It’s a part of me now.”

“And we can get it out of you,” Sora piped up, reaching out to place a hand on Riku’s shoulder. The older boy went stiff a little then and slowly, slowly, reached up and grasped Sora’s hand, pulling it off of him.

“That’s the thing, Sora,” Riku said, a near whisper at this point but still able to be heard by everyone. “I don’t want you to.”

Aqua froze. “Why wouldn’t you?” She asked, incredulously, and Riku looked back at her. “The darkness is evil and corrupting and the enemy of light.”

“Not for me, not for everything,” he countered, flinching slightly when Aqua’s gaze only went harder. Terra stared at him in shock. “It’s… It’s a part of things, like Axel said earlier.” He gestured to the man, who raised his hands in surrender with clearly a look of ‘leave me out of this’. “The darkness is the opposite of light, it’s the painful emotions we have, it’s a part of life. Why shouldn’t I use it?”

“Because it’s bad,” Aqua hissed and Riku blinked slowly at her.

He hoped he looked a lot more calm and confident than he felt. He could tell that Sora had gone stiff beside him.

Mickey couldn’t remember ever feeling so proud of Riku.

“Why?” Riku asked. “Why is it bad? Specifically?”

Aqua sputtered for a second. “Because it is, it’s darkness, it’s a fact of life!”

“Who taught you that?” Riku hoped he wasn’t sounding… condescending, but he just… he needed to get to the part of this where they would listen. And it was hard to argue with ‘because it is’.

“Our Master,” Terra answered, finally reaching out and holding one of Aqua’s hands that he could see were shaking slightly. This topic… “As a Keyblade Master, he taught us to be Keyblade Masters and destroy the darkness, to save the worlds.”

“Including you?” Riku asked, meeting Terra’s eyes and staring directly at him.

Terra didn’t waver. “If needed.”

“That’s terrible,” Kairi spat out. Riku using the darkness never really quite bothered her, even if she was a Princess of Light and all that, and she couldn’t imagine killing him because of it. How was that Riku’s fault, why should he die?

“It’s needed,” Aqua replied stiffly. “To keep the darkness from spreading. Like they did, eleven years ago.” She gestured towards Vanitas at that, and the darkness user shrunk back slightly, causing Naminé to sit up.

“Hey, Vani’s not part of this discussion!” She defended.

“Fine,” Riku said, gaining a new idea from that. He turned to Mickey. “Mickey, would you kill me?”

“No!” The mouse burst out, sitting up straight and feeling every piece of his being recoil in disgust as that thought barely danced across his mind. “Never!”

“But I’m darkness,” Riku pressed, something lighting up in his eyes that Mickey couldn’t interpret but left his son to spin his web. Mickey didn’t know how he would explain it, but he trusted Riku to do it. He could always help if Riku looked like he needed it, he was also a Keyblade Master, like Aqua, but he didn’t think Riku needed him. Not quite yet.

“But you’re Riku,” Mickey replied and Riku’s mouth twitched into a smile for a second.

“Aqua, would you kill Terra?” He asked, spinning to her in an instant and she visibly shrunk back, eyes going wide.

Yes, Terra answered in his head. She should.

“No,” Aqua admitted after a second and Terra looked over at her. It wasn’t surprise, she had fought against his death before when he told her she should have killed him but…

“Why not?” Riku asked and Sora was blinking at him like he hadn’t ever seen him before. “He’s darkness.”

Aqua shook her head rapidly. “I can’t,” she said softly, shakily. “I need to get rid of the darkness, but I can’t kill Terra.”

“But you don’t need to,” Riku said, leaning forward and hoping he wasn’t making the wrong choice, the wrong approach. “It’s Terra’s darkness.”

“I don’t want it though,” Terra interjected and Riku nodded to him.

“Different thing, though I don’t know if you can get rid of it,” he told the older man. “I can’t.

“Terra, would you kill Aqua if she got taken by the darkness?” Riku continued. “Would you kill Ven?”

Terra froze. He knew what his answer should be, he knew what he should say, but… “No,” he said after a second. Fighting Aqua, even if it hadn’t been him and someone else piloting his moves, had been the worst thing to ever happen to him. “I couldn’t.”

“You both hesitated,” Riku said, looking between the two of them. “Why did you both hesitate?”

“Because I don’t want to kill Terra!” Aqua snapped and Riku’s eyes zeroed in on her.

“Then why didn’t you just say so?” He questioned and Aqua swallowed. “Because you were taught, by the same person who taught you that darkness was bad, that you had to kill whoever had darkness within them?”

“That’s terrible,” Xion murmured, remembering fighting Roxas and shivering, reaching out and grasping Roxas’s hand across Axel’s lap.

“It’s the Keyblade Wielder way,” Aqua said defensively.

“It’s awful,” Riku muttered, shaking his head slightly. “Mickey never tried to kill me. He actively fought against it when I asked him to.”

“You what?” Sora snapped at him, but Riku waved him off. He shook his head, blinking rapidly, like Sora had shaken him out of some trance.

“Off topic, we’re getting off topic,” he said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring your Master into this.” He sighed, sitting back slightly and pinching the bridge of his nose. He had no idea what had overtaken him there for a second.

Aqua and Terra were both reeling from what Riku had said.

Ven bit his lip. Well, Master Eraqus tried to kill me so… Should he bring it up? Terra already knew but… would it just make it worse?

“Look,” Riku tried again, softly again. “I can’t convince you, not if you don’t want to understand. And this is to you too, Sora.” Sora looked at him. “The darkness… it feels right to me. It feels like it fits. And yes, I struggle to control it sometimes, but I also struggle to control my temper or my strength. Sora struggles with his attention span, Kairi with her fear. Why can’t it just be another struggle to deal with?”

“Because…” Aqua started weakly but her words trailed off.

“Mickey never tried to hurt me, he was only ever concerned, and that was more for my mental health than anything,” Riku continued. He looked over at the mouse for a second, getting a nod back from him that made a smile cross Riku’s lips for a second. “Kairi didn’t seem to care.” The girl reached out, looping two of her fingers between his, in the clumsy recreation of the pinky promises they had made as children.

“And after a while, I stopped hating or fearing the darkness. It’s mine, it’s a part of me, it’s my burden. It’s something I will continue to learn and something that will worry me sometimes. But I know I can do good with it.

“Maybe you can too.”

The silence hung between all of them and Riku slowly slid his gaze away from the two silent Keyblade Wielders, instead settling on Sora.

The younger boy looked at him, blinking slowly. The Heartless were bad, the dark that took worlds was bad, the Nobodies were bad, Organization 13 was bad. Darkness was bad. According to everyone he’d talked to that knew about these things. And yet…

Riku looked at him like he had on the beach in the darkness, when it was just them and the sea and the words they had to speak before they both felt settled.

“You really… you really like the darkness?” Sora asked slowly and Riku hummed.

“Maybe ‘like’ is the wrong word, but I can’t think of another,” the older boy replied. “But it is a part of me now. It’s mine. You can’t take it.”

Sora dropped his gaze for a second. He hadn’t cared, when he had found Riku. When he saw the darkness that Riku wielded against Xemnas. Why should he, Riku looked fine. And he only started caring when the older Keyblade Wielders said that Riku couldn’t have it because shouldn’t they be right?

But it’s Riku. And Riku always knew…

“Okay,” Sora said softly. He would… he would have to think a little more, once this was done. “Okay,” he repeated, looking up into Riku’s eyes. “After all, you’re still Riku, no matter what.” The words felt as right on his tongue as they had the day before.

Riku smiled back at him, something settling in his eyes like Sora had never seen before. They almost looked… a little more green, instead of his blue.

He could stare into them forever.

Riku asks if she means the darkness too and Kairi says yes, that the strength will be Riku’s.

Several people jumped, either lost in their own thoughts or lost in watching the conversation play out. Most of them had forgotten there was something to watch that didn’t really like it when they had long breaks.

Naminé’s lips twitched into a smile as she watched Riku settled back into the couch. She was… proud, of him.

Mickey felt the same emotion building in his own chest.

Vanitas… bit down on any emotion that was rising within him because he couldn’t have another Unversed appearing in the room with them.

Kairi says the darkness within his heart is vast and deep but if Riku can truly stare into it and never look away, he’ll never be afraid of anything again.

Well, maybe not completely true, Riku thought with a wry smile. But I appreciate the thought, Naminé.

Riku notes that all this time he’s tried to push the darkness away and Kairi tells him he’s just got to remember to be brave. She tells him to know the darkness is there and don’t give in.

She says it like it’s so… simple, Terra thought, swallowing back the lump that was starting to form in his throat. Riku’s words were still swirling around in his head. How was it that he picked a successor so much better than him in every way?

That’s not… possible, Aqua thought, but the words sounded weak to her own ears.

Kairi tells Riku if he does that, he will gain strength, the kind that’s unlike any other.

Is she talking about the strength of darkness? Ven thought, eyes flicking between the screen and the two adults on either side of him. Or the power of both? Light and darkness. Has anyone ever used them in tandem before?

Kairi says he’ll be able to escape the deepest darkness and Riku says that he’ll be able to see through the brightest light.

I’ll be able to protect everyone, Riku thought with a smile, looking within him and feeling both the darkness and the light spin around in his heart. Sure, the darkness was a little more chaotic and took a little more concentration to control and it had the potential to mostly smother the light, but he could figure that out in the end.

Practice always helped everything after all.

Kairi tells him to follow the darkness and that it will show him the way to his friends. Riku asks if he can face them and Naminé appears for a second, asking if he doesn’t want to.

“You can,” Kairi told him, finally unlatching their fingers if only to allow Riku to shift back into a more comfortable position. “You always can.”

“Yeah,” Sora agreed with a nod, nudging Riku’s shoulder with his forehead slightly. “You’re stuck with us. Forever.”

“Hm, how terrible,” Riku responded with an upturned smile and Kairi shook her head with a grin of her own.

Riku says she knows he does, of course, as Kairi fades away, and Riku says he will, with his strength, his dark strength. He calls out for the darkness and lets it consume him.

Terra couldn’t help it, the way he flinched away and closed his eyes, and Riku’s words were still echoing in his head because how could it be okay? Only his successor. It could only be his successor. Right?

Riku wears the dark suit as he slashes through the light, landing back on the Island and slicing through Sora, revealing him to be Zexion in disguise.

Sora made a quick face as Riku slashed through the image of him, though it quickly went away once Zexion was revealed. Hopefully, this was the end of some version of Riku and some version of Sora fighting because he didn’t think his heart could take any more of it.

Zexion asks Riku how he found him when Riku was in all that light and Riku replies that Zexion reeks of darkness and even light can’t block the smell. Riku says that he followed the darkness straight to Zexion.

Vanitas hated every time that ability was brought up, because it was never explained! How did it work, why didn’t everyone have it, what even was it? It was starting to really get on his nerves.

Zexion says that this is absurd and says that he will make Riku see that his hopes are nothing more than a mere illusion and fights Riku, using a book to create illusions to fight him.

“’The Cloaked Schemer’,” Axel murmured quietly, tipping his head to the side as he watched Riku take down each of the illusions.

“What?” Ven asked, looking over at him, and Axel shrugged.

“Each Organization member had a title, of sorts,” Axel revealed. “Zexion’s was The Cloaked Schemer.”

“What was yours?” Kairi asked and Axel huffed out a laugh.

“The Flurry of Dancing Flames,” he replied. Both Roxas and Sora made a face at that. It certainly fit him. Kairi’s eyes slid to Xion, and the girl shook her head.

“No, I didn’t have one,” she admitted, rubbing the back of her head. Just another piece of evidence to the fact that you never fit. “Roxas was The Key of Destiny, though.”

“Blunt,” Naminé noted, and Roxas shrugged much like Axel had.

Riku manages to fight all of Zexion’s illusions and beats him down. Zexion says that after all of Riku’s protests, he’s still like them, on the side of darkness.

“It’s not sides,” Riku murmured, causing two more flinches from the older Keyblade Wielders. “They’re pieces of life, tools, and powers. Nothing more.”

Vanitas pressed a hand to his head as a headache suddenly ripped across his brain for a second out of nowhere. “We, the most ancient-” He shook his head slightly, hoping to dislodge it. He hoped these wouldn’t be a regular thing, like it had been a couple hours earlier.

Riku says he knows who he is.

Good, Mickey thought with another proud smile, directing it at Riku even if the boy didn’t see. Good, good, good.

Zexion asks when did that happen and says that Riku was always terrified of the darkness before. Riku says not anymore and rushes for Zexion, slicing him through, only for Zexion to vanish in a portal.

“Dang, I had hoped that had killed him,” Riku muttered, now able to see the difference between the vanishing that the others had done and what Zexion had pulled. He had basically done the same thing that Axel had done against Sora. The portals and their vanishing as they were killed look similar enough that one could be mistaken for the other, if you weren’t paying too much attention.

“If you didn’t kill him, what happened to him?” Kairi asked and Axel bit the inside of his cheek. Both Roxas and Xion leveled looks at him, remembering what he had revealed to them.

The dark suit vanishes off Riku as he watches the winds calm.

Riku took a deep breath, closing his eyes for the briefest second. He didn’t dare to believe that this was over, he would probably still need to have more conversations with Terra, with Aqua, maybe with Sora, but he had said his piece. He had gotten it across and Sora seemed to accept it, if only a little. That was good enough for him, even if he hoped Terra approved of him like he must have all those years ago.

Zexion appears back in the basement, staggering into the wall, and asking what Riku was.

Riku made a face at that. He was a person, a Keyblade Wielder. He didn’t think there was anything more special about him than that.

“What does that mean?” Sora muttered and Riku shrugged.

Zexion says that no one’s ever worn the darkness like Riku does and that it’s impossible.

“Just because it’s never been done before, doesn’t mean it’s impossible,” Kairi noted with a shrug. Sure, while it might have made more sense for Sora to be the one to break the laws of reality, he already seemed to be doing that, she hadn’t forgotten the confusion on how Riku’s and Sora’s Keyblades worked, it also made sense that it would be Riku to start a precedent. “Maybe others could learn like Riku has.”

“Maybe,” Riku murmured, looking quickly at Terra out of the corner of his eye before looking away. Maybe.

Axel and the Replica suddenly teleport it, startling Zexion badly.

Tension suddenly racketed back up in the room as they all laid eyes on the Replica, memories of the last time he had been onscreen hitting all of them. Xion flinched, Naminé closed her eyes, Riku couldn’t look at the screen head on, and Sora bit his lip. The Replica… no one had helped him. They had all watched him die in front of them and yet, nothing could be done.

Please, let him be alive in the Realm of Darkness, Aqua thought, resolving to pay extra attention when the fight between the Replica and Riku came onscreen. If he’s there, I’ll find him once we’re out of here and I’ll protect him like he should have been protected.

Zexion realizes it’s the Replica and says they could use this Riku to defeat the real one.

Xion screwed up her nose at that, shooting Zexion a dour look. Don’t use my brother! She scolded in her mind, hating that all she could was scold silently and nothing to actually save him. They had already taken his memories and twisted him, why did they have to do more?

Riku winced, remembering the fight they ended up in. Despite everything, the Replica still ended up facing him. I wish it had been different. I wish the ending was changed.

Naminé hated, hated this. Repliku didn’t deserve this.

Axel asks the Replica if he’d like to be real and the Replica nods.

“Did you… this is after the Marluxia fight, so after the Replica walked away,” Sora sounded out, trying to figure out the timeline. “What are you doing?” He directed the question towards Axel, gesturing to the screen with his head slightly to help the question, and Axel grimaced.

“Something selfish and stupid,” he replied, and Roxas couldn’t help the snort of surprise that escaped him at that. It wasn’t like Axel was wrong.

Axel says that all the Replica needs is the kind of power the real Riku doesn’t have and if the Replica can get that, he can be a new person- not Riku, nor anybody else.

“Axel, what-?” Kairi asked and Axel looked away.

“I needed Zexion dead, and this was an easy way to do while also getting rid of the Replica,” he admitted, and several heads snapped to him at that.

“’Dead’?” Sora parroted but Axel didn’t say anything else.

Axel tells the Replica he won’t just be a copy of someone, instead he’ll be unique, his own self.

“Did you believe anything you were saying?” Xion asked, giving Axel a flat look and Axel shook his head slightly.

“No, easiest way, remember?” Xion answered by elbowing him hard in the ribs. “Yeah, I deserved that.”

“Why did you need Zexion dead?” Sora asked, tipping his head to the side. “He doesn’t seem to be a traitor to the Organization?”

“Saix needed him gone, for… reasons.” Everyone gave him a look at that, but he wasn’t going to say anything else. Maybe if their plan stayed secret for a little longer, he could pretend like it ever meant anything.

Zexion asks Axel what he’s saying to the Replica, but Axel simply tells the Replica that Zexion’s as good a place to start as any. The Replica lunges for Zexion, grabbing him by the throat and absorbing energy from him.

“Um, Xion, is that something you can do?” Kairi asked, looking perturbed as she witnessed it. And didn’t it say a lot of what she had experienced in her own life and what she had watched that she wasn’t too surprised that it happened.

“Absorbing energy? Well…” Xion pointedly didn’t meet Roxas’s eyes as she answered, remembering everything that had happened in those last few weeks of the Organization, and Roxas sighed.

“Yes, she can, but only to me,” he answered and stubbornly shut his mouth when the others looked at him to elaborate. It was hard enough thinking about it, he didn’t want to talk about it either.

Axel apologizes to Zexion, saying that he just found out way too much.

“What did he find out?” Sora asked stubbornly and Axel shook his head.

“Nothing really, but he was getting in the way of… Saix,” Axel responded. “So, he needed to be eliminated.”

“And why did this Saix need this?” Ven questioned, not knowing who Saix was but able to guess that they were some version of important given by how Kairi, Sora, Roxas, Xion, and Axel reacted when their name was said.

“You’ll have to find out, don’t ask me to explain it,” Axel said. While it was clear several of the others didn’t agree with Axel’s withholding of information, none of them seemed willing to argue about it.

“How many more floors do you go to after this, Riku?” Terra asked, leaning forward slightly, finally able to shove all his thoughts firmly into the ‘later’ category of his mind, and Riku grimaced.

“One more,” he replied, looking over at Mickey for a second. Hopefully Sora didn’t take what he said to Mickey too badly, though Sora’s reaction when he mentioned it offhand wasn’t helping that assumption much.

It’s okay, he thought with a shake of his head. One more floor. Just one. And then hopefully, I’ll never be the focus of another story.

Just one more.

Notes:

Um, hi! It's me, again. To put it simply, this chapter is late as hell. I wanted it out almost three weeks ago at this point. And I'm really sorry that it wasn't. And I'm sorry that while I promised I would have lots of chapters for you this summer, it really didn't happen. I don't know why but this summer was rough for me. Writing was barely happening and I was also working through some stuff in my personal life. But I still feel bad that I wasn't able to uphold that promise I made to all of you. I hope that once school starts up in a month, I'll be able to write more consistently once I have a set schedule again. Again, I really apologize for all the long waits you've had to deal with for the past couple of months. (And I'm sorry I've also been struggling with comment replies.) I have a paragraph I wrote though, written it for a while, so even though it's past the occasion, I'm still gonna post it.

So, this chapter is special. It's the year anniversary of this fic! (Mostly) And I just wanted to thank every single person here who chose to engage with this work. When I started it a year ago, it was something that I thought I was going to be writing for just myself. The first chapter was something I wrote in one sitting and decided to post it for the hell of it. And then I couldn't stop writing for it, supported by both my own love for the story and all of you lovely people who commented, left Kudos, bookmarked, or even just clicked on it. The fact that this story has gotten as big as it has is something the year ago me would never have been able to even imagine. This chapter is dedicated specifically to Starry_EyedKat, AxelOfTheEternalFlames, and Hittinmiss, who were my first comment, Kudos, and bookmark respectively. While everyone has supported me in whatever way they have, you three really started it and helped push me to continue this work in the beginning, when I was tempted to push it to the side in favor of my other works. But there is thanks to everyone who has ever clicked on this work.

On the KH side of things, I have finished Kingdom Hearts 1! It was really surreal for me. I also kind of beat Ansem on the first try, all the phases, so I think I grinded just a little too much. I've started KH2 (I know, I know, CoM technically comes first but I don't know if I want to make myself angry by trying to get that card system. I already know the story. Maybe I'll try it someday, but I kind of want to do the other games first.) and man, I almost started crying during Roxas's whole Prologue. Maybe it's because I'm getting to that age where I'm realizing that my childhood is over and Roxas's level just made me so nostalgic for times past, but that part nearly killed me.

Notes:
1. I know it's a popular fan theory that Roxas broke Riku's wrist during their fight, so I decided to add it in there. It makes sense, anyways.
2. Again, we don't have canon ages for a lot of the characters that aren't main, so I put Zexion at about nineteen, though I'm sure he could theoretically be older than that. It's just how I did it.
3. I don't know how that whole 'Riku + Wayfinder conversation' sounds to the outside viewer. Hopefully it's not out of character, but I started writing it and then I blinked, and it had all been written. Riku snapping himself out of his trance was me through the paper.

Well, that's mostly it. (Though, I've done a little planning for the next couple of chapters specifically relating to KH2 and if you want to be a little warned, when I was planning: My brain: What if we gave this character even more trauma? Me: Why though? My brain: Why not? And it would fix something you messed up earlier. Me: A good point. More trauma for them then.) Again, I apologize for the posting schedule. Thanks to anyone who just stuck around for the hell of it. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I'll see you next chapter!

Chapter 39: A Reflection of Twilight Town

Notes:

CW: Suicidality for the sake of others (See literally all of the Keyblade warriors)

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Riku walks into another white hallway, pausing and looking around when he hears Ansem call for him again. He asks who’s there.

“Riku,” Kairi said flatly, giving him a look over Sora’s head. “Who else would it be?”

“Listen,” Riku huffed, crossing his arms and looking away, his eyes catching on the older Keyblade Wielders for a second as he did so. They seemed to listen, they seemed to listen right? Did he… more conversations would be needed, obviously, but please, get what I’m trying to say.

Ansem tells Riku he knows Riku can feel the grip Ansem has on Riku’s heart.

Just because I’ve let darkness into my heart, doesn’t mean it’s your darkness, Riku refuted in his head for the nth time. It’s mine and you can’t take it just like you can’t take the light in my heart.

Mickey’s eyes widened. He didn’t know for sure but… this was when he showed up right? Hopefully it was.

Ansem says Riku has let the darkness in and that the action means that Riku’s heart will very soon become an all-consuming darkness.

Like an infection, Aqua thought before biting down on her lip. Clearly, that wasn’t what happened but wasn’t that always what happened? How could it be different, how could it be less, how could- how could- how could-?

Only if you work for it, Vanitas thought, remembering Master Xehanort’s ramblings and instructions. While for me, it’s already happened, you make it worse by letting more in. By focusing on anger and hate and pain. That was the reason why he had to constantly be in pain after all.

Riku says he’s not like that now.

He’s not, Sora thought with a nod, trying to think back to what Riku had explained. He’s… both. Like no one ever was. He looked up at Riku out of the corner of his eye, seeing the silverette watching the screen with calm confidence instead of the worry or fear that had been there before. Before he had revealed what he had thought about darkness to the rest of them. He’s better like this, for him. He’s amazing.

He leaned closer to Riku, pressing their shoulders together for a second.

Ansem says yes he is.

“What do you know, anyway?” Roxas snarked with an eyeroll, crossing his arms and looking pointedly away from the screen for a second. Like anyone could tell Riku what he was and wasn’t. The older boy clearly wasn’t like that anymore.

Riku blinked at him in surprise for a second. Out of all the people…

Ansem freezes Riku, causing darkness to start peeling off him, and telling him that the deeper the darkness runs, the stronger Ansem becomes.

“Maybe,” Riku muttered, mostly to himself, but could tell that at least his two friends heard him. “Maybe. But you’re just a figment of my imagination.”

“What?” Kairi murmured and Riku looked over at her.

“It’s not really Ansem, not really,” Riku told her, thinking back. Had he ever explained this? “He’s a… personification of the darkness within me, mostly. Maybe it’s a little Ansem, but it’s not completely him. When I become him, it was still me.”

“Can the darkness within someone act like that?” Sora wondered and Riku shrugged. The only experience he had was with himself and he didn’t feel like asking Terra about it.

Aqua froze, memories of a dark version of herself haunting her every step and jumping out at her, slamming mirrored Keyblades down on each other as she fought and fought and fought. It’s not… it’s not the same, right? It can’t be because that would mean…

Ansem says controlling Riku is effortless.

Vanitas snorted quietly. “Clearly not, if it’s taken you this long,” he muttered and Naminé covered her own smile with a hand, having heard his remark. She leaned back, bonking her head into his chest, and could feel the repressed snickers that settled in Vanitas’s chest.

Sora pressed his lips together, watching the screen carefully. It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine, he reminded himself. Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine.

Mickey wished, again, that he had gotten there earlier.

A ball of light appeared and flew towards Riku, settling in his chest. Ansem asks if ‘he’ must interfere again and the darkness is banished, causing Riku to fall to the floor.

Mickey sighed as he saw himself finally make it there. And in person this time.

Riku looked over at Mickey. “Thanks,” he told the king, and the mouse smiled back at him.

“Of course,” he promised. I’ll always be there to help you.

Mickey says he’s sure glad he made it in time and that should keep Ansem busy for a while. Riku turns around to see Mickey standing there, actually there.

“You’re there,” Xion noted in surprise, turning to look at the king, who nodded to her.

“I am,” he confirmed. “It took me a while, but I made it there.”

“How?” Axel wondered, making a quick face. It had to be a Keyblade thing but… Had Mickey been making his way up the floors?

“Followed his heart, mostly,” Mickey explained, and Axel decided to just leave it there. He knew there were a great many things he would never understand about Keyblade Wielders, mostly just due to not being one himself.

Mickey walks up to Riku, apologizing for not getting there sooner.

“Just the fact that you were there was enough,” Riku reassured him with another gentle smile, closing his eyes for a quick second. Ever since he had left the Destiny Islands, he hadn’t ever felt as safe, as comforted as he had when he was in Mickey’s presence until he was truly reunited with Sora and the two of them were fighting together again. He wished he could have spent more time with the mouse king, but he had been doing dark things and dealing with dark things and he couldn’t stand to let Mickey see what he had been doing.

Though, Mickey’s made it clear that he doesn’t care about that, Riku thought with a slight grimaced, remembering their couple of meetings throughout the year. Maybe I should have let him stay around. Maybe he could have found a different solution to Xion’s and Roxas’s situation.

Riku asks if it’s really Mickey and when Mickey confirms it, Riku reaches out, touching Mickey’s face.

“Copying me?” Sora asked teasingly, the memory of when he first found Riku in Traverse Town flicking in front of his eyes. Before he knew Riku was fine.

“I think I was just in shock,” Riku explained with a shrug, twisting his face up slightly before relaxing. “I hadn’t seen anyone in the flesh who wasn’t memories or trying to kill me since I entered the basement.”

Mickey tells Riku that it tickles and Riku pulls back, realizing that Mickey’s not an illusion and saying that he’s glad Mickey could make it there.

Aqua bit her cheek, remembering the probably similar feeling of ‘alone, no longer alone,’ joy and pain and so many things wrapped around her heart as Mickey found her in the Realm of Darkness, after uncountable years staggering through the place with only hallucinations and dark creatures to interact with.

Of course, it had only hurt even more then once she was alone again, this time without her Keyblade.

She closed her eyes for a second. She could almost… feel it…

When she had awoken there, with the rest of them, for the first time in a long time, Rainfell was at the edge of her consciousness, when she had gone years without it, and Master’s Defender had also been there, after less time without it. It was, perhaps, the biggest tell that she wasn’t in the Realm of Darkness anymore, but she couldn’t grasp either, always an inch too far away.

She almost wished she couldn’t feel either, because she had at least grown used to their absence. It would make going back to having neither hurt all the more once they left this place.

Mickey says that he made a promise to Riku that he would find a way and Riku collapses to the floor in a sit, much to Mickey’s concern.

“Riku?” Kairi asked, concerned, and looked over at the older boy. Xion had also sat up in worry for the other. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Riku replied, feeling Sora also tense next to him when he watched his past self. “I was just… really tired. And relieved.”

Riku says he’s okay and to not worry, adding that he’s just relieved.

Relived to not be alone anymore, Riku thought.

Terra had a feeling he would react similarly to Riku once he was no longer trapped within his own heart. Probably worse.

Riku says that he’s been alone for so long that having someone else around is a little overwhelming.

“Well, you’re never going to be alone again,” Sora promised, grasping onto one of Riku’s hands like he had so many times before and holding it tightly between them. “Don’t worry.”

“Of course,” Riku replied with a smile. He didn’t want to be separated from Sora again either, didn’t want to get separated from anyone again. Solitude had been nice when he was younger but now, he would love it if there was often someone else in the room with him.

Sora nodded firmly.

Riku asks Mickey how he got there, mentioning that he thought it was too far, and Mickey reveals he found a card to help him.

“Card,” Axel murmured, tapping his hand against his knee for a moment. Mickey could have just picked it up from the floor, that’s what would have happened had the members of the Organization not put on their whole performance but…

“It was DiZ, wasn’t it?” Riku checked, looking over at Mickey, and the mouse nodded slightly.

“Probably,” he agreed. He had never asked outright, it hadn’t ever crossed his mind until he saw something similar happen with Riku now, but it probably was.

“Like he did for you?” Ven questioned, looking over at Riku, who nodded.

“How did he have the ability to do that?” Aqua wondered, tightening her grip on her hands for a second. You should know, you should know, you should know.

Riku and Mickey could only shrug. “DiZ could do many things, both with his smarts and abilities,” Riku replied, remembering the dark portals that DIZ could summon or the illusions he could wrap around himself.

“How?” Kairi wondered and Riku made a face.

“I think it had to do with his time in the Realm of Darkness,” he responded and Aqua looked over in surprise. There had been another in the Realm of Darkness when she was there? Or at least, she assumed while she was there. Only goes to show just how big that place is.

Axel grimaced at the confirmation of what had happened to Ansem the Wise. He never knew, but with all the information people had been offhandedly mentioning, it wasn’t hard to create a guess. He had told them, back when they were sharing information, that the apprentices had banished him, but that had been a highly educated guess more than anything.

Well, at least he hadn’t told them anything false.

Mickey says that he needed a way out of the Realm of Darkness and then suddenly, the card appeared right in front of him.

“Mickey,” Aqua said flatly, looking over at her fellow Keyblade Master. “Did you not have a plan to get out of the Realm of Darkness?”

Mickey chuckled weakly, rubbing the back of his head. “Well… I knew there was a possibility…” He started but Aqua rolled her eyes, reaching up and rubbing the bridge of her nose.

“Why am I not surprised, your plan for getting into the Realm of Darkness was just blindly leaping into the dark after all,” she muttered and Mickey wilted slightly, giving her a wounded look. “Don’t look at me like that.”

Mickey explains that when he picked it up, he could see Riku’s heart beyond the darkness.

“Why, do you think?” Xion asked and Mickey paused before shrugging.

“Maybe because Riku was already in the castle and the card was connected to the castle?” Naminé offered, tapping her finger against her cheek for a second. The Castle would certainly pull something like that, she was sure. It probably just wanted the two of them together again.

You should know, you should know. Aqua pressed her lips together into a straight line.

Mickey says that’s what let him find Riku and guesses that the card thought its place was with Riku.

“How?” Vanitas asked blankly. “It’s a thing.”

“It’s also from a Keyblade governed world,” Terra countered, having had to take a second to try and formulate how he would describe The Land of Departure, now Castle Oblivion, and its connections to their Keyblades and culture. And he himself didn’t know that much about it, that was more Aqua’s expertise than his, but he knew some. “It might be trying to connect with Riku due to his nature as a Keyblade Wielder. Or it connected with Mickey and his desire to find Riku.”

Vanitas looked away. So much he didn’t know because the Master didn’t deign to tell him, didn’t tell him about the world and culture he came from.

Naminé wondered if she should mention that she thought the castle was sentient but decided against it. Not at that exact second,

Riku takes the card from Mickey and says maybe he’s right, looking down at the card.

Roxas frowned as he looked at the card on screen. “It’s Twilight Town,” he realized and both Xion and Axel perked up slightly at the name of the town. “Why are you going there?”

Riku, however, hadn’t really heard the question, as all he could remember was fighting with the Replica, darkness flaking off of him as death came, the final conversation between the two of them. “A faithful Replica to the end.”

No, Riku countered. You were so much more than that. I’m sorry I never got the chance to see it, truly, in person. Our first meeting notwithstanding.

“Riku?” Sora prodded and the older boy blinked, looking down at him.

“Yes?” He asked and Sora nodded to where Roxas was sitting, Riku following his gaze.

“Why are you going to Twilight Town, or a reflection of it?” Roxas asked again and Riku hummed.

“I don’t know why it was that world specifically, if that’s what you’re asking,” he replied with a one shouldered shrug. “But it does end up being where I met DiZ formally and… fought with the Replica.”

Xion and Naminé both flinched at that. They knew how it would end.

Riku and Mickey head for the door, Riku reaching up and touching the card to it before they entered.

Mickey leaned forward in interest as he watched them enter, tapping his foot slightly. He hadn’t actually managed to see this part, having ended up in a different part of town and wandered around for a while until he met DiZ. He wondered briefly if they had been separated on purpose before shaking the thought away. Even if DiZ had given them the cards, he couldn’t control the Castle. Only a Keyblade Master could do that.

Riku enters Twilight Town, looking around and wondering where he is, stating that he’s never been there before. He asks Mickey if the mouse has ever seen it, but Mickey is nowhere to be found.

“Mickey, where did you go?” Riku asked, turning to glance at the king for a second. “I found you later in Castle Oblivion but…” He trailed off, leaving it open for Mickey, and the mouse nodded.

“I ended up in a different part of the town,” Mickey explained with wave of his hand. “I don’t why though.”

Roxas felt a stab of… something, race through him as he took in Twilight Town, just as it had before when Sora was there, and he didn’t know he had emotions yet. It was sadness and happiness and anger and uncountable other emotions mixed up in his heart and he didn’t know how to deal with it.

He just wanted to go back. Back to Twilight Town, to Xion and Axel, to Hayner, Pence, and Olette. To safety and the fact that he existed, for himself and for his friends.

Wanted to go back to when he had a life other than just being a battery for Sora’s return.

Ansem says that the little king is gone and appears in front of Riku, saying that Riku must battle him all alone.

“”Again?!”” Both Sora and Kairi snapped out, Kairi throwing her hands up into the air and Sora’s grip on Riku’s hand tightening to a near painful degree.

Riku couldn’t help it, a string of chuckles escaping him, and both teenagers turned to him, confusion flitting across both of their faces. “Riku?” Sora questioned and Riku squeezed his hand gently.

“It’s not Ansem,” he told them, and Kairi blinked in confusion. “It’s DiZ.”

“He needs to stop scaring you like that,” Kairi muttered, rubbing her forehead as she sat back against the couch, blowing out a breath. “Honestly.”

“That was kind of his goal,” Riku told her, his lips twisting up into a smile as he witnessed their reactions to DiZ. “He wanted me to ‘face the darkness’.”

“You were already doing that,” Sora countered but relaxed backwards as well.

“True,” Riku conceded.

Roxas was not looking forward to having to deal with DiZ and his smug superiority and hatred.

Riku prepares to fight but pauses and stops and ‘Ansem’ asks if he’s giving up and is ready to surrender to his fate. Riku says ‘Ansem’ is not the true Ansem and that his scent is different.

Maybe it should have been a sign, that DiZ’s scent had been so close to Ansem’s, Riku though with a shake of his head, remembering DiZ’s motivations and anger and darkness and apathy to all the struggles of the Nobodies that surrounded him. That he wasn’t totally different from the man who had tried to plunge the worlds into darkness.

Vanitas grumbled incoherently under his breath at the mention of the ability.

Riku says the Ansem in his heart smells darker, that the odor is more foul. Riku says that ‘Ansem’s scent is different, not darkness, but something else.

“Maybe because DiZ wasn’t completely dark?” Kairi offered, tipping her head to the side slightly. She hadn’t ever met DiZ in person, not really, besides his death, so she couldn’t really speak for what was going on, but she could make a guess.

Roxas scoffed, crossing his arms tight around himself. That man certainly was dark.

Unbeknownst to him, Naminé was having similar thoughts, biting down on her lip and remembering everything she had gone through during that year. She had meant it the day prior when she had said the man had never done anything right. Riku had done most of the work to keep them safe while she did all the work to help Sora. All DiZ had done was torment Roxas and Xion.

Riku says he understands and says that ‘Ansem’ was the one who guided him when this started, coming to him disguised as Ansem and giving him the card to make him face the darkness.

I guess one of the only things DiZ did right was that he never made me feel bad for using the darkness, after I chose the Road to Dawn, Riku thought with a slight shake of his head. Probably because that would have made him a hypocrite and he probably thought I was a dark being the whole time, if he asked me who I really was once I gained Ansem’s form. Still, it could have been worse.

He looked over at Roxas and Xion for a second. It was much worse for them. And Naminé. He had been there for Naminé when he could, when he was with them, but a lot of the year had him running around the worlds, keeping an eye on the Organization and other threats. He hadn’t been able to protect her fully.

‘Ansem’ tells him that is correct and transforms back into DiZ.

Roxas, Xion, and Naminé all recoiled as they saw the man onscreen for the first time in his true appearance. A dark look flashed across Roxas’s face, Xion pressed her lips together as she remembered one of the worst days of her life only made worse by the man’s commentary, and Naminé reached for Vanitas’s hands, holding them tightly in her grip as if to remind herself that she was real and there.

Vanitas looked down at her in concern, but allowed his hands to be moved, twisting them slightly so he was also holding hers. She leaned back into his chest, blowing out a slow breath, and closed her eyes for a moment. She was in the white room with him, she was fine, she was safe with him. She wasn’t in the mansion, trying and failing to help Roxas as DiZ pulled her away. She wasn’t in the pod room, watching with a heavy heart as Riku broke down in front of Sora yet again.

She was fine and DiZ was gone. She could get through witnessing the past version of him.

DiZ introduces himself and says that he’s been watching Riku the whole time. Riku asks who he is and what he wants from Riku.

To use him, Roxas thought with an inward growl, crossing his arms tighter across his chest. Just like he used all of us and threw us away the second we weren’t useful anymore.

Axel looked down at Roxas and Xion, worried for the both of them but leaving them alone for a second. They were clearly still mad at him for the Replica, which he couldn’t begrudge them for, but he also hoped that seeing DiZ wasn’t too bad for them. He didn’t know much about what had happened with DiZ and his kids, but he could guess it hadn’t been good, in the slightest degree. He himself already didn’t like the man, specifically for how he had treated Naminé and what he had done all those years ago to Radiant Garden. Sure, maybe it hadn’t been him personally who had done those experiments after a certain time or pulled the world to darkness, but he had still put the tools in the hands of those who had. And Axel would never forgive him for that.

DiZ says he wants Riku to choose and when Riku is confused, DiZ says that Riku is a special entity.

“’Choose’?” Kairi repeated, looking over to Riku in question, and Riku sighed.

“Choose between light and darkness,” he explained, his face twisting up for a second. “But neither suits me.”

Aqua and Terra both flinched.

DiZ says that Riku exists between Light and Dark, saying that Riku stands in the Twilight.

No, I stand in the Dawn, Riku corrected, feeling Way To The Dawn twist in his chest in agreement, even though he couldn’t reach the Keyblade itself. I’m not going to burn out, I’m going to continue to grow.

DiZ says Riku’s to meet Naminé and then choose.

“Why Naminé?” Ven asked and Riku huffed out a laugh.

“It was just so I could see Sora,” he replied, looking at the younger boy next to him for a second, feeling their hands tighten on each other for a second. “So, I would know what happened. And so Naminé could give me a proposition.”

“Something I’m glad you didn’t take,” Naminé told him with a smile and Riku returned it easily.

Several people wondered what the proposition was, but they resolved to wait and see, as Riku and Naminé hadn’t offered anything up.

Riku asks who Naminé is and DIZ replies that he will know soon, before vanishing. Riku looks around before heading through the town.

Riku froze, remembering what came next. Looking over at Naminé, he caught her eye and tried to warn her silently, at least a little bit. By the way her eyes widened and her mouth opened slightly, he had a feeling she got the message.

Naminé was not going to cry this time. Not again.

Roxas tried to see every inch of Twilight Town that he could as Riku ran through it. It looked so off to see no one in there but Riku, but the familiar sights, the familiar landmarks filled him with something he couldn’t explain. Something… warm.

Riku makes it to the gates of the Mansion.

“How did you know where to go?” Sora asked, looking over at Riku, who grimaced but shrugged.

“A feeling,” he replied, voice clipped, and Sora felt concern rush through him. With the way Riku was acting… something was going to happen. Probably nothing good. He hadn’t forgotten that Riku had mentioned he had asked Mickey to kill him some time. Was this where it was going to happen?

He looked over at Kairi, who he could tell realized something was up just as he did.

Riku says that maybe Naminé is in there but is stopped by the Replica, who is behind him.

The temperature of the air in the room plummeted in an instant.

The Replica realizes that Riku has changed and that Riku’s own darkness doesn’t frighten him anymore.

“Riku, Riku,” Xion whispered, looking over at the boy. “Is this…?”

“Yeah,” Riku replied, just as quiet, something building in the back of his throat that he didn’t want to let out. “Yes, it is.” He was the last one to see the Replica alive and he wished he didn’t have the honor. But he also hoped he had given the other version of him enough comfort before he died.

Naminé wanted to close her eyes, she didn’t want to see Repliku die right in front of her. But she had to watch. Had to see what her actions had led to, even if it wasn’t her fault.

Terra wondered, distantly, if he could ever get to that point. Where he didn’t flinch or startle or cringe away from the darkness in his heart.

Riku asks how can the Replica tell and the Replica says because he’s Riku.

No you’re not, Riku thought with another shake of his head. You’re your own person. You are you, nobody else.

You’re Repliku, Naminé thought, sniffling slightly as the tears that gathered in the corners of her eyes threatened to fall. No crying, no crying. You’re Repliku, only Repliku. And I love you for that.

“No, I’m me.” “’I’m me’, he says.”

Roxas bit his lip hard enough to bleed.

What would that feel like? Kairi wondered, wrapping her arms around herself in a self-hug. To have all the memories, tampered with as they are, as someone else, but continually be told you aren’t them? It would be… torturous.

The Replica says it must be nice to be real and that a fake like him could never get away with saying that.

“You’re real,” Naminé murmured, remembering the way Repliku had comforted her after Larxene’s taunts, had run to her in confusion, had smiled at her in happiness. Riku hadn’t ever done anything like that. “You’re so real.”

“The mere fact that you’re alive means you’re real,” Sora continued quietly, looking over at Naminé and catching her eye, his gaze moving to Roxas for the quickest moment. “That’s all you need.”

Riku wished he could have told the Replica that.

The Replica says he’s a phony, a fake, and the way he looks and everything he remembers, even the newfound power that he has. He glows, surprising Riku.

Axel looked away, the color and glow reminding him of the basement, of Zexion dying to the Replica’s hands while Axel sat there and watched. After encouraging the Replica to do just that.

Is this… regret, in my heart? He wondered, feeling the sickness that swirled in his chest as he thought. I never thought I would regret it. He frowned. He had also thought he would never regret staying close to Saix all those years, still holding onto the feelings of his fifteen-year-old self.

The Replica says that he thought by finding some new strength, he could finally be someone, someone who’s not Riku.

You’re not, you’re not, you’re not, Xion thought, the words spinning and spinning around her head as she watched the screen. You’re my brother, you the one who helped Naminé, the one who lived in Castle Oblivion, you’re-

Going to die.

She sucked in a breath, feeling tears build up in the back of her head and she twisted, latching onto Axel’s arm and hiding her face in his side. She couldn’t, she couldn’t watch it.

Axel blinked in surprise down at her, but simply reached out, wrapping one of his arms around her and holding her close.

The Replica says that nothing changes and he’s still empty, saying that everything about him is borrowed.

So what? Vanitas told the boy, holding Naminé carefully as he felt the minute tremors that were going through her. Sure, he didn’t really know anything about it, if anything he was in the exact opposite boat then the boy on the screen but… Make it your own. Be yourself.

The Replica says that as long as Riku’s around, he’ll never be more than a shadow, and attacks Riku.

Sora stiffened, worry racing through him. He knew, he knew, even more than all the others, that Riku won this fight. But winning a fight doesn’t mean you get out without any injuries and Riku clearly had a habit of not telling people he was injured, so Sora hoped he didn’t actually get too injured in the fight.

Mickey watched the fight carefully. He knew Riku had been some version of injured when they reunited, but the younger boy hadn’t been too vocal about it, leading Mickey to believe it wasn’t that bad. Now, he knew better than to accept that as an answer.

He also hated, hated, hated seeing any version of his son fight and fall to forces beyond his control. He had already had to watch it once; he didn’t want to watch it again.

Naminé slammed her eyes closed, unable to watch the fight. Didn’t want to watch Riku land the blow that would kill Repliku. She could never hold it against Riku, Repliku had clearly struck first, but it still… hurt.

Aqua dug her nails into her palms, trying not to think of mirrors and Heartless and words that she would never speak aloud whispered into her ears as she fought and fought and fought.

Riku eventually manages to land a hit on the Replica, causing him to collapse backwards on the ground with darkness starting to stain the ground around him.

Aqua instantly saw the similarities between the Replica’s darkness and the darkness that had surrounded Terra before he fell into the Realm of Darkness. It’s possible, it’s possible, she thought, letting a little bit of hope twine through her chest. If he’s alive, I’ll find him, she promised herself. I’ll find him and protect him.

Naminé clapped a hand to her mouth. Don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry, she reminded herself, feeling her breath hitch and shake. Don’t- Against her will, she felt something wet trail down one of her cheeks. Please, Repliku, don’t leave me.

The Replica notes that it’s over and says that death doesn’t frighten him, saying good riddance to a phony life.

It wasn’t phony, Xion thought, still unable to look at the screen. You were alive, like I was alive. They might have created up, but we lived, even if they didn’t want us to. You and me… we’re some much more than they ever planned for us to be.

Vanitas couldn’t help but relate to him for a second. Why would death scare you, when you have nothing to live for? If death is going to be much more peaceful and pain free that life is, why fear it? Vanitas’s eyes slid over to Ventus for a second, blinking at him. Thank you, for helping me achieve that goal.

Even if it clearly didn’t work fully.

The Replica says his heart was never real.

“Not true,” Sora muttered, staring at the Replica in sadness. Maybe it might have been because he looked so much like Riku, but it was also because the Replica was a person, in his own right. “You had your own goals, your own special people. That makes it real. You’re very existence makes it real, makes you real.”

Riku looked down at him for a second, wishing that he’d had even a fraction of Sora’s ability to connect with people, something he had almost never wished for before. Maybe he could have comforted the Replica better before his end.

The Replica says he’s sure whatever he’s feeling now is also fake. Riku asks what he is feeling, and the Replica asks what happens when a fake like him dies.

You move on, just like the rest of us, Aqua answered him silently, closing her eyes for a second. She didn’t know what happened to the dead, she’d never really had to think about it before but… the books from the library never seemed to agree on it, all from different worlds, so she just smiled softly. Every different view all had the heart moving on in some capacity, so that was what she chose to believe. To a place, hopefully much nicer.

She had to believe that death was nicer than living, for it was the only way she could accept damning those with darkness in them to it. And even then, she couldn’t do her duty with Terra.

Maybe the same thing that happened to me, Xion offered, finally managing to look at her brother. You go back to where you were meant to go. And then… it’s silence. And peace.

The Replica wonders where his heart will go and wonders if it will disappear. Riku says it will go somewhere, maybe to the same place as his own.

Naminé sighed slightly, finally giving in and letting her tears slowly trickle down her cheeks. Repliku… She wanted him to stay, she wanted him alive, but… at least he seemed… content with his death. And it shouldn’t have been that, she would have been content with her death if it meant that it would help Sora or Kairi, Nobodies were never supposed to exist after all, but still, knowing that Repliku hadn’t been too upset at his end brought her… a little bit of comfort.

She still wished she could see him in person one last time.

The Replica notes that it meant he was a faithful replica to the end and says that it’s okay, before the darkness surges around him and he vanishes, the pool of darkness fading away as well.

Xion choked back a sob. Gone, gone, gone. Her brother was gone.

Aqua’s eyes widened slightly as she watched. That could be… “Riku, how injured was the Replica when you ended the fight?” She questioned and Riku looked over at her in confusion.

“…Injured enough that he couldn’t stand?” Riku ended up offering and Aqua pressed her lips together in thought. “Why?”

She looked around the room, catching on Naminé and Xion specifically before sighing. “There’s… a chance that the Replica is still alive.”

What?!” Naminé shrieked, sitting up so fast that she elbowed Vanitas in the gut, causing the darkness user to wheeze. When she turned back to him in apology, he waved her off.

Xion had also sat up in shock, tears drying in her eyes instantly. “What do you mean?” She questioned, something foreign in her chest rising up. Was this hope?

“It’s just… the darkness underneath him is very similar to a portal to the Realm of Darkness,” Aqua said slowly, hoping she wasn’t leading them on if it ended up being not true. “And we never saw him die or his body disintegrate like Xion said hers did. There is a chance that he instead ended up in the Realm of Darkness, due to his usage of it.”

Naminé and Xion weren’t the only ones staring at her, both Kairi and Sora sitting up in excitement and Riku leaning forward slightly. “I don’t know for sure, but there’s a chance.”

“Have you ever seen him in there?” Mickey asked her and Aqua shook her head.

“No, not only does time work differently there, but the Realm of Darkness is also massive,” she replied. “It’s not a stretch to guess that time works slower there so the year in the Realm of Light that he’s been gone could be only minutes or hours in the Realm of Darkness. And the aforementioned scale of the place.”

“But there’s a chance,” Naminé pressed, clasping her hands together tightly, and Aqua nodded to her.

“There is,” she confirmed and Naminé slumped bonelessly against Vanitas, feeling the breath had been punched out of her. He could be alive, she thought, struggling to think past the fact that was now circling around her head. There’s a chance.

“When we’re out of here, I’ll look for him,” Aqua promised, giving Naminé a promising look. “I’ll try to find him.”

Naminé could only nod to her in acknowledgement.

Xion was feeling mostly the same, her hands shaking slightly as she sat back into the couch. Her brother could be alive, he could still be around. She could still meet him. A chance is not nothing.

“Xion?” Roxas asked and she looked over at him. “Are you okay?”

“He could be alive,” she responded with a smile on her face. “He could be alive.”

While Roxas didn’t really understand her connection to the Replica, someone they never met, he could tell it meant a lot to her. So he reached across Axel’s lap, grasping her hand a squeezing it. “He could be,” he told her, and her smile only grew.

I didn’t kill him, Riku thought, feeling like a huge weight had been lifted off his chest. Well, there’s a chance I didn’t kill him, but… He closed his eyes, breathing out a long sigh. He could be alive.

Riku looks to the place where the Replica vanished for a moment before turning and running into the mansion. He eventually ends up in a white room with a pod, where Naminé is standing.

“Were you waiting for me?” Riku asked, looking over to Naminé as he did. “I mean, you don’t seem that surprised by my entrance.”

“Yeah,” Naminé replied, managing to get control of her limbs back and settle into a more comfortable position for both her and Vanitas, though she knew Vanitas wouldn’t say anything if it wasn’t for him. “I knew you were coming.”

Riku asks if she is Naminé, and when she says yes, he seems to recognize her from something.

“From the illusion of me?” Kairi guessed, remembering the quick moment where Naminé was visible, and Riku nodded.

“Yep,” he responded.

Naminé is confused but Riku says forget it and Naminé tells him come this way, showing the pod where Sora is sleeping.

Sora couldn’t help but be a little morbidly curious when he saw his own sleeping body. He knew nothing happened to him in that year, besides his memories being carefully fixed, but he wondered… what happened around it? What happened in front of him, when in any other circumstance he would have been aware of it?

He also wished he could have waited just a little longer, so he could see Riku before they parted for a whole year. Wished he could have known that his mission succeeded, if only temporarily, that he had found Riku. Unfortunately, it hadn’t been meant to be.

That’s okay, he told himself with a shallow nod. We’re together now. And we’re never getting separated. Ever.

Riku calls Sora’s name and runs up to the pod, turning to Naminé asking what she did to him.

“Sorry,” Riku said with a wince, scrunching up his nose a little. “I shouldn’t have assumed you did something.”

“It’s fine,” Naminé replied with a shrug. “It makes sense that you would think I did something, given that I was with him. And well, I did do something.”

“Not on your own will,” Sora reminded her and Naminé gave him a smile.

“Of course.”

Naminé says nothing and that Sora’s just asleep, to get his memory back. The screen skips and Riku clarifies that Sora chose to forget his memories of the castle in order to get his old memories back.

“Woah, what happened?” Roxas asked, blinking slightly in shock at the screen, and Riku shrugged.

“Well, it was basically just Naminé giving me a condensed run down of everything we just witnessed with Sora,” he explained. “There isn’t really a reason for us to watch it when we already know what happened.”

Naminé says that Riku has a choice to make too and Riku asks why, saying that no one messed with his memories. Naminé says it’s not Riku’s memories, but his darkness.

“What do you mean?” Xion asked but Naminé simply nodded to the screen.

“You’ll see,” she responded.

Naminé explains that in Riku’s heart is darkness and in that darkness is Ansem, and while he may be at bay now, eventually he’ll wake and take over Riku just as he did before.

Sora sat up in concern, twisting to look at Riku. “Is that true?” He questioned and Riku sighed.

“Maybe,” Riku admitted and hurried along before Sora could get the wrong idea. “But only maybe. I’ve gotten a hold on my darkness since then, I already told you this. And it’s a part of me, I wouldn’t get rid of it at this point.”

“I know, I know,” Sora said, bouncing one of his knees while he thought. “It’s just…”

“I know.” Riku was the one to say it this time, his teal eyes meeting Sora’s. “But, you could say, it did happen and I didn’t lose myself.”

“I guess that’s true,” Sora muttered and Riku gave him a smile.

Naminé says she has powers though and with her powers she can put a tight lock on Riku’s heart. She says that way, Ansem could never come out from inside Riku.

“Would you be… locking away the darkness in his heart?” Ven asked, looking over to Naminé, who nodded.

“Yes, I would,” she replied.

“You can do that?” Terra questioned, leaning forward slightly, and Naminé grimaced.

“Yes, I can, but it comes at the cost of every memory you’d have of using or having that darkness,” she explained carefully, spreading her hands slightly as if to encompass something. “Every time you had an inkling of the darkness in your heart would have to go, to fully get rid of it. And even then, it would still be there, just… repressed.”

Terra sat back, thinking it over. Every memory… so, the entire journey with Ven and Aqua, the past eleven years, and memories from my childhood all the way back from when I was twelve, growing in intensity and number until the Mark of Mastery. He blinked. That’s… a lot. Of time. Of memories to forget.

He couldn’t help but look over at Ven for a moment. A lot of Ven’s time at the Land of Departure. I would remember none of it. He wanted to say he would pay that price but…

Vanitas tipped his head to the side. So, my entire life, he thought, frowning slightly. Well, not a whole lot to lose.

Riku asks what would happen if he let Naminé do that and wonders if he would forget everything, like Sora. He realizes that he’ll have to and Naminé explains that the darkness would be sealed tight, just like his memory.

I… don’t think I could go through with that, Terra realized, a swooping feeling in his gut. I couldn’t forget all that, all that time with Aqua, with Ven. Even for the lack of darkness. While there is darkness in me, they’re my light. And I wouldn’t trade that for anything.

His eyes strayed to Riku, so sure in the darkness he carried and unbothered by either side. If only…

Naminé says that Riku will stop remembering the darkness and he’ll go back to how he was.

“And I don’t want to,” Riku murmured, mostly to himself. Who he was… he hadn’t been happy. And while that was still a struggle now, it was easier. He was better now and part of that was from the darkness that settled in his heart.

Naminé asks Riku to choose and Riku looks up at the pod, noting that Sora doesn’t even look worried, asking if he’ll sleep like that too. Naminé says yes and Riku says figures and notes that Sora always did as he pleased.

“Hey, what does that mean?” Sora squawked, turning to look at Riku, who gave him an easy grin and a shrug. “Riku!”

“You do, though,” Riku replied, remembering words exchanged between them on a dark shore and truths finally revealed to each other, and Sora huffed at him.

“Riku’s not wrong,” Kairi noted, and Sora spun to face her, playful betrayal written across his face.

“Hey!” He repeated and both Kairi and Riku laughed.

Riku says whatever they’d be doing together, Sora would find a way to slack off.

Sora grumbled incoherently under his breath, crossing his arms.

Aqua smiled, looking at the boy sitting between her and Terra. Reminds me of Ven, she thought and from the slight brightening of Terra’s eyes, she could tell he felt the same way.

Riku says even when trying to leave the islands, Riku did all the work on the raft by himself.

“Well…” Kairi started, tipping her hand back and forth like a scale, and Riku gave her a flat look.

“Look me in the eyes and tell me that you and Sora did more than the bare minimum,” he instructed, and Kairi crinkled her nose. “That’s what I thought.”

Riku says that’s it and when this slacker (Sora) wakes up, he’ll tell him off. He says that he told Sora to take care of Kairi and here Sora is, just taking a nap.

“You’re acting like I chose to go through this!” Sora huffed again, throwing his arms up in the air for a second. While Riku looked over, ready to reassure Sora that he didn’t think that, he could see the mischievous smile on his friend’s face.

Kairi shook her head, a smile flitting across her face at the two’s bickering. It felt nice, to be able to tease each other, despite everything that they were seeing.

Riku says he can’t chew Sora out like he deserves if he was asleep and says that he doesn’t need his heart locked. He says he’s ready and he’s going to fight Ansem.

Mickey looked over at Riku, pride rushing through him again. You can do anything you put your mind to, he told his son silently. With the Light and Dark at your side, you’re the future of the Keyblade Wielders. You and the others and while I don’t like it, you’ll probably be the ones who will defeat whatever threat we’re going to face in the future.

And you’ll do it wonderfully.

Terra’s eyes slid closed. He had picked a good successor, even if he had originally given him the same fate as him. But Riku had been good, been better and had managed to escape the same traps that Terra had fallen for. Good.

Naminé asks what if Ansem’s darkness overtakes Riku and Riku says that if that happens, the darkness will show him the way. Naminé says that’s true and Riku rhetorically asks why does he have the feeling Naminé knew he was going to say that.

“Because I had been with you, when you grappled with the darkness,” Naminé told him with a smile, looking between him and Sora easily. “Of course, I knew there was always a possibility you could surprise me, but I had a feeling.”

“Well, you turned out to be right,” Riku responded and Naminé smiled, slightly triumphantly.

“Of course I did.”

Naminé says she didn’t know, she hoped, and says she wanted Riku to face the darkness because he’s the one who can.

Hopefully not the only one, Mickey thought, looking over at Terra for a moment, before his eyes slid to Vanitas. Not anymore.

There’s always hope for the future.

“And I did,” Riku murmured to himself. “And I did.”

Riku says that’s the reason then why she came to his rescue in the light in the form of Kairi. Naminé asks when did he know and Riku says he knew when he met her, saying that her and Kairi smelled the same.

Vanitas groaned, dropping his head to rest his forehead on top of Naminé’s head, causing the girl to giggle. “Don’t laugh at me,” Vanitas groused quietly. “It makes no sense.” That only caused Naminé to laugh harder.

Riku leaves the room, telling Naminé to look after Sora, and reappears back in a white hallway, seeing Mickey waiting for him.

“You weren’t waiting for long, right Mickey?” Riku checked and Mickey shook his head.

“Not long at all,” he replied.

Axel tipped his head to the side. “How did you get from the basement to the thirteenth floor?” He questioned and Riku paused, before shrugging helplessly. “Yeah, that tracks.”

Mickey says he guesses Riku chose not to go to sleep.

“What would you have done, had I chosen it?” Riku questioned, interested, and Mickey hummed.

“Watched over you,” he responded. “Helped DiZ and Naminé.” Riku made a face at that. He didn’t know how Mickey would deal with working with DiZ as Riku had, all the things he’d had to do. Though maybe the same choices wouldn’t have been needed to be taken, if it had been Mickey instead of Riku. Maybe Xion and Roxas could have lived.

Riku asks how Mickey knew that, and Mickey responds that he heard it from DiZ, the two of them turning to see DiZ by the wall.

Roxas made another face. Stay away from them, you two faced manipulator, he hissed in his mind, remembering mocking laughter and words, a Keyblade swinging over and over and over through a hologram.

Naminé grumbled near silently.

Riku asks Mickey if he knows DiZ and Mickey remarks that he’s not sure, but he’s got a feeling that he’s met him somewhere.

Oh Ansem, Mickey thought with a shake of his head. Why didn’t you just talk to me? Why did you do all this? For revenge? You should have known that would never have ended well for you. You were Wise for a reason and yet… there’s almost nothing left of you from the man I once knew. Mickey’s shoulders slumped at that thought. The Ansem he knew had adored Ienzo, had cared deeply for every person in Radiant Garden, even the two unknown teenagers who made it a hobby of sneaking into places they should not go. Now…

That Ansem is gone, perhaps for good, Mickey thought. The machine had all but confirmed that. He’s gone and he’s left behind many traumatized teenagers.

Axel couldn’t help but stare at DiZ. He had only just barely met the man, spending less than a week as an apprentice before everything had started to fall apart. It had taken him and Isa weeks to get into the castle as apprentices after they realized X was gone and by that time, the others had long since stopped listening to him, plotting his downfall and continuing the experiments that Ansem had wanted gone. And yet…

‘Ri had wanted to meet you, he thought, shaking his head slightly as he remembered an impression of a memory he once had. And now, I don’t think she would have liked you at all.

All three of the Destiny Islands kids were giving the screen uncertain looks. Riku didn’t like the man from the year he spent with him and Kairi and Sora, while never truly interacting with him, only ever heard bad things about him. Perhaps it was better that they had never truly met him.

Riku asks DiZ who he is and DiZ responds that he could be nobody or anybody.

“That’s not an answer,” Ven muttered under his breath.

Vanitas raised an eyebrow at him. “You new around here or something?” He asked sarcastically and Ven stuck his tongue out at him.

Vanitas did not get the urge to return the gesture, not in any way.

DiZ says it’s up to Riku whether he chooses to believe him or not and Riku sarcastically notes that DiZ really likes pushing decisions onto other people.

Roxas barked out a laugh at that, tinged with bitterness, and even Xion made a face, something rough rising up in her chest. Naminé couldn’t help it and rolled her eyes.

“Ha, yeah right,” Roxas snarked, rolling his eyes. “DiZ not making decisions for others, I can’t imagine it.”

Riku winced at that, causing Sora to turn to him. When he waved the younger boy off, Sora simply reached out and grasped his hands again from when they had let go. Even if Riku didn’t want to talk about it, Sora would be there for him.

DiZ says that Riku has pushed away slumber to face Ansem and Riku asks DiZ if he thinks Riku’s reckless. DiZ says that Riku has chosen his own path and Riku asks if DiZ is supporting or abandoning him.

Perhaps it would have been better if DIZ had abandoned me there, Riku thought with a shake of his head. Then I wouldn’t have been there to help him do all the stuff to Xion and Roxas. He paused then, his eyes sliding to Naminé. But then I wouldn’t have been there for her either.

He bit his lip. It seemed there were no good answers.

DiZ says that will be Riku’s choice as well.

Roxas rolled his eyes again as he had to listen to DiZ. Just get to the point, already. We all know you’re going to manipulate Riku into helping you, so just cut to the chase.

DiZ walks up to Riku and gives him a black coat.

“Say Riku, did you ever figure out where Ansem got that from?” Axel asked, only half concerned about the answer. He wasn’t a part of the Organization anymore, so it wasn’t like he was worried about ‘security’ or anything of the like, but he had also been under the impression that only the Organization had those coats. Clearly not now but…

“No, sorry,” Riku replied, and Axel shrugged.

“No harm, just wondering,” he responded.

Riku asks what it is and DiZ responds that the Organization will pursue Riku, comparing them to a pack of hunting dogs that will sneak up on them if they sense their presence.

Axel felt like he should be insulted by that statement but wasn’t. It wasn’t like Ansem was wrong or anything. A portion of the year had been dedicated to tracking the ‘imposter’ down anyway.

DiZ explains that the cloak is worn by Nobodies and will render their eyes and noses useless.

And it’ll keep you safe if you choose to use the Dark Corridors, Xion noted, remembering seeing the past version of Riku that didn’t have any protection and was clearly struggling because of it.

DiZ looks over at Mickey for a second, noting Mickey’s ears.

Kairi couldn’t help but giggle at that, something that was copied by both Ven and Naminé. Mickey chuckled sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head, and Aqua shook her head with a fond smile on her face. Riku chuckled.

DiZ continues that the Nobodies wear the coat to give themselves protection from being devoured by darkness and says that even the Organization cannot rule the darkness.

Darkness, the general darkness, is not meant to be ruled, Vanitas thought with a shake of his head. You can use it, be corrupted by it, draw power from it, but you cannot rule it. Just like you can’t rule the light.

He looked over at Riku for a second. Though you can rule your personal darkness.

Riku says it doesn’t matter and he won’t run from the darkness. DiZ gives him a card that he says will draw out Riku’s heart’s darkness.

“How?” Terra wondered and Aqua felt her previous good mood vanish. She should know, should be able to explain it all. But she couldn’t because she had never asked. Honestly, what was wrong with her?

DiZ tells Riku to finish his business with Ansem and Mickey and Riku walk off to the next hallway.

“I do wish you had let me help you, not just in the end,” Mickey told Riku mildly and Riku turned to him.

“I know, but I had to face him alone,” Riku repeated his sentiments from the conversation they’d already had. “It was something I had to do.”

Mickey nodded, accepting his reasoning, but all of them could tell in was begrudgingly.

Riku pulls out the card, saying that DIZ said it would draw Ansem out, and Mickey reassures him that they’ll defeat him together. Riku says he has to face Ansem alone and Mickey asks why, with Riku replying that there’s no point of doing this if he can’t do it alone.

“You don’t have to do everything alone,” Sora told him, nudging his shoulder with his own. “We’re here, to help you.”

“This thing though, I had to do alone,” Riku reiterated, nudging Sora back a little. “I needed to face my demons alone.”

“Cool, but for everything else, you call us, got it?” Kairi interjected and Riku nodded with a chuckle.

He says he needs to ask a favor of Mickey though.

Riku’s eyes went wide a little. Oh… Oh Sora’s not going to react well to this.

Sora gave the screen a sideways look. He had heard Riku mentioning it earlier and while he had tried not to think about it…

Riku says if Ansem is the victor, he is going to enslave Riku, and starts to say that if that happens, Mickey should use his powers to destroy him-

“Riku!” Sora snapped and Riku sat back.

“What?” He responded. “I couldn’t let Ansem use me to unleash darkness on the worlds again. I had to make sure that didn’t happen!”

“Don’t ask Mickey to kill you!” Sora countered. “Ask him to save you or something like that!”

“Man, you really jump to the worst-case scenarios, don’t you,” Kairi muttered, mostly to herself, giving the Riku on the screen a scrutinizing look. Had Riku always done that?

“I thought that was the best option at the time,” Riku attempted to placate, but it was clear Sora was having none of that.

How is that the best option!” He said, crossing his arms. “Then I wouldn’t be able to find you. You wouldn’t exist! You’d be dead!!”

“Sora,” Riku responded but Sora shook his head roughly.

“No, no,” he cut off Riku. “I couldn’t live without you. Do you know how devastated I’d be if I learned you were dead? Even more so that you had asked to be killed because of something you could be saved from?” He uncrossed his arms and reached out, snatching Riku’s hands in his own, looking deeply into Riku’s eyes in hopes of getting his message across better. “Riku… do you want to die?”

“NO!” Riku yelped, completely taken aback by the direction the questions went in. “No, I don’t!”

“Then don’t. Ask. Someone. To. Kill. You.” Sora hissed. “Don’t do that. Your life is worth more than anything in the world, to yourself. To me. Riku…” He squeezed Riku’s hands again. “Riku, I need you. I need you so much, you can’t go and die on me.”

“Sora,” Riku murmured softly, too surprised to even let the sentence fully register in his head and let his feelings go wild. He could see small tears gathering in the corners of Sora’s eyes and was pretty sure Sora hadn’t even realized they were there.

“You can’t, okay?” Sora continued, his voice dropping to Riku’s level. “You just… you just can’t. No matter what.”

Riku’s eyes slid to their intertwined hands, the minute tremors going through Sora. “I would die for the safety of the worlds,” he chose to respond. “And I know you would too. You have, nearly, in the past.”

It’s not the same, Sora wanted to say, wanted to make his intentions clear. I’m the one who has to save everyone, who’s the most equipped to do it. Of course there’s the risk that I would die, I died for Kairi. But it’s different, for you. Because even he couldn’t- wouldn’t die for a world that didn’t have Riku in it. He would rather die for Riku, instead.

“Just… don’t,” he ended up saying, swallowing harshly. “I’ll always be there to save you, even if you get lost and overtaken by the darkness. I’ll save you.”

“I know you will,” Riku responded. “I know you will.”

Sora sat back then, sniffling slightly and reaching up one hand to swipe across his eyes. He hadn’t realized… He shook his head, before turning around, keeping one hand tightly in Riku’s grip. “That applies to you too,” he said, pointing at Kairi, who was looking at the two of them with some emotion Sora couldn’t interpret. “You can’t die either.”

“I won’t,” Kairi promised, and Sora relaxed slightly, but didn’t relinquish his grip on Riku’s hand.

Aqua couldn’t look at any of them, instead staring at her hands. “I’m asking you, as a friend, just… put an end to me.” “Aqua, put an end to me.”

Her breath shook badly as the world spun at the edges of her eyes for a second. No one should die to the hand of a friend, she thought, wishing she could believe it would never happen. But Terra had wanted her to kill him, now and then, and Ven had wanted them to kill him, and she…

Why? Why them? Why those boys who have done nothing, who are children, who have only suffered? Why must it be them who sacrifice everything for the worlds over and over again?

Mickey closed his eyes for a second, remembering the visceral denial that had swept through him when he heard the beginning of Riku’s sentence. That boy wouldn’t die, not on his watch. He could never.

Mickey interrupts, saying he’ll be right there to save Riku. When Riku tries to clarify, Mickey says no way and no matter what happens, he’ll be right there to help Riku.

“Thank you, Mickey,” Sora said, turning to face the mouse king, eternal gratitude in his voice. “Thank you, so much.”

“Of course,” Mickey responded with a soft smile. Like he would ever let something happen to his son.

Mickey says he promises and asks if Riku doesn’t believe he’ll come for him, with Riku replying that he chooses to believe in Mickey always.

And I’ll believe in you, Mickey promised right back with a clench of his fist and a determined expression. Even when you’re doing crazy things or refuse to talk to me. I’ll always believe in you and be there for you.

Mickey says he believes in Riku as well and says he knows Riku’s not going to lose.

Like anyone could be Riku in a single fight, Roxas thought with an eyeroll, trying not to think about Xion and a suit of armor in the sky that Sora and Riku had unintentionally brought up. It took me two fights with a ‘restful’ nap in between them. And even then, it was close. He huffed. And then Riku cheated.

Riku thanks Mickey and moves towards the doors, pressing the card to them and heading through.

Sora leaned closer to Riku, holding Riku’s hand tightly with both of his. Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine, Riku’s fine, he repeated in his head. Riku got through this and beat Ansem and controlled the darkness within him and was amazing but it still-

He took a shaking breath. Riku’s fine.

Kairi reached behind Sora, resting her hand on Riku’s shoulder. She didn’t like this anymore than Sora did, but she knew Riku could get through it. He was the strongest of all of them, after all. At least, in the fighting and stubbornness departments. Though sometimes he had to fight Sora for that second one.

Terra couldn’t help but be morbidly curious. What would it be like, if he was ever able to fight his own inner darkness and not lose spectacularly? What would it be like?

Riku enters the room and calls out for Ansem, telling him to show himself.

Good luck, Xion thought, leaning on Axel’s side. I know you can do it.

Go for it, Riku! Naminé cheered in her mind, a smile flitting across her face. Show him who’s in control of your darkness.

Ansem asks why he’s in such hurry and says that he’ll be there at the very heart of the darkness.

Prove… prove me wrong, Aqua thought with a desperation she had barely ever felt, something swelling in her chest that was so wrong and yet so right. Please, please. She couldn’t bear to think it but at the same time… Show me, how to help Terra.

Beat him to the ground, Vanitas sneered, a bloodthirsty grin making its way onto his face for a moment. Utterly destroy him.

Ansem says he’ll be watching Riku plunge into the same darkness- inside of Riku.

You can do it, Ven smiled, getting the same feeling in him that he had whenever he watched Terra do something cool and astounding. You always could.

Good luck kid, Axel drawled, leaning back on the couch slightly. You’re gonna need it.

Riku runs deeper into the hallway, eventually stopping and saying that he smells Ansem, telling him to show himself.

If I ever have to face you again, Riku promised himself mentally. If the darkness in me rises up again, I’ll beat you just like I did now. You’ll never take over my heart. Ever.

Ansem appears in front of Riku, saying that he’s watched Riku fight and knows his strength. Ansem says that Riku’s skill with the darkness has grown and become more mature.

“At least he recognizes that,” Kairi muttered, wrinkling her nose as she said it. Ansem complimenting anyone seemed wrong, unless it was for his own gain.

Though because Ansem was primarily from my own heart, maybe it was me recognizing my change, Riku thought with a tip of his head. It wouldn’t be that strange.

Ansem asks why Riku accepts the darkness and yet still rejects Ansem.

Because you only ever hurt him, Sora thought with a narrowing of his eyes, running his tongue over his teeth as he thought, trying to keep his face neutral.

Can you have one without the other? Terra wondered, memories flashing in front of his eyes despite his attempts to stop them. If anyone could do it… clearly, it would be Riku.

Ansem says that he and Riku are similar, saying that they both follow where the darkness leads. Ansem says that he and Riku are the same, so why?

“Every darkness is different,” Riku said with a shake of his head, his eyes flitting for a second to rest on both Terra and Vanitas. Both fellow darkness users, even if it was involuntarily on Terra’s part, and yet they were all so different. Terra and him still had light in their hearts unlike Vanitas and Riku would bet that Vanitas could beat them both in skill with just the darkness.

But Vanitas wouldn’t have the same resistance to light that Riku had, holding the light within his heart as well, and Terra would probably, hopefully, be able to gain the same control that Riku had. If the man was open to learning it.

“Just because people are similar doesn’t mean they’re the same,” Axel murmured softly, the Organization popping into his head for a second. All Nobodies and yet… strikingly different in every way.

Ansem asks if part of Riku’s heart still holds a fear of the dark and Riku says it’s not that, before summoning his sword and saying that he just can’t stand Ansem’s foul stench.

Kairi grinned and Naminé felt something swell in her. Sora felt a burst of happiness even through his anxiety for the fight and Terra couldn’t help the pride that swept through him, something copied by Mickey.

Riku’s eyes alighted on his sword, and he remembered the shock that had gone through him the first time he summoned the weapon and saw that it had shifted into a Keyblade. He didn’t understand it, not fully, how it had gone from a sword to a Keyblade, but he was grateful for it anyways. It had only strengthened his resolve to tame the darkness within him, especially as the name seemed to echo his promise to DiZ at the end of all this.

He looked over at Aqua for a second. Maybe he could ask her about it, to get the confirmation he needed. He knew it was a Keyblade, Mickey had confirmed that for him, but changing forms… He’d ask her.

Ansem says that Riku is a fool and should know Ansem’s powers by then and Riku says he knows. He asks if Ansem forgot and says that he used all of the powers Ansem gave him- and Sora still beat him.

“Only barely,” Sora contradicted with a slight shrug, pressing his lips together and focusing on the fact that they had gotten Riku back from that mindset. “It had was a struggle.” Both before Riku was possessed and afterwards.

“You still won though,” Riku told him, and he hummed.

“We really need to spar again,” he settled on before looking over at Kairi. “Us too.”

“You do realize I don’t know that much about fighting, right?” Kairi questioned and Sora smiled slightly.

“We’ll just teach you then,” he decided, and Kairi returned his smile to him.

Riku says he’s not at all impressed by Ansem’s powers.

Maybe don’t go that far, Vanitas cautioned, something suddenly swooping in his gut and banishing the feeling he’d had before. This is still someone who controlled you for a while. They hate it when that control is gone.

Ansem says in that case, Riku will sink into the abyss, and prepares to fight, covering the room in darkness.

Sora tightened his grip on Riku’s hand and Kairi reached out again, replacing her hand on Riku’s shoulder. Riku would be fine, but it still reassured them.

Terra bit down on his tongue as the beast behind Ansem appeared again. It felt…

C’mon, win, Aqua whispered in her mind.

Mickey smiled at the screen.

Ansem and Riku fight, ending in Riku managing to banish the darkness and return to the hallway.

Roxas wondered what would happen if he and Riku sparred again. Would Riku win like he had before? He couldn’t deny that the thought of facing Riku again made him… excited. He couldn’t remember a time when he’d had a challenge like Riku had been and when it hadn’t put him through extreme emotional trauma, like fighting Xion or Axel had done.

Ansem calls Riku an insolent brat and throws an orb of darkness at him that Riku deflects. Riku calls for Ansem and rushes forward, slicing through him soundly.

Sora whooped, bouncing slightly on the couch as he did so, something copied to a lesser extent by Kairi, the girl’s voice raising in tandem with his. Ven did the same, Xion’s delighted laughter joining the cacophony. Roxas grinned, as well did Axel, and Naminé couldn’t help the joyous noise she made either, jostling Vanitas slightly as she moved. The darkness user felt the same as he did when Naminé stood up to Marluxia and he didn’t want to examine why that was.

Aqua pressed her eyes closed as she blew out a slow breath. Inner darkness defeated, leaving the power and control of darkness to the person who holds it, she thought, swallowing harshly. Is it possible… Her eyes slid to Terra.

Terra didn’t think he’d ever felt so proud of someone except maybe when Ven managed to summon his Keyblade for the first time since the incident that had brought him to Master Eraqus’s care. His successor was really something. He hadn’t even dared to think to this extent when he had Bequeathed Riku all those years ago and he couldn’t help but feel like that action had been the most important thing he had ever done in the grand scheme of things.

Mickey grinned brightly at his son, the smile nearly becoming painful by how wide it was. Is this what you felt, all those years ago, Oswald? He wondered, the long-buried memories of his brother rising in him for a moment. No wonder your heart was bright enough in that moment for the sacrifice. Mickey gazed at Riku, clasping his hands together tightly. I feel like I could power a thousand Cornerstones.

Riku says this is the end and Ansem tells him it’s hardly the end, saying that Ansem was the one to give Riku his darkness. He says his shadow lingers and someday he will return, before exploding into darkness.

Riku hummed. “Haven’t yet,” he responded, and Sora laughed again, moving to bump his forehead against Riku’s shoulder.

“Riku, Riku you did it,” he said excitedly and Riku found himself smiling as well, the joy from not only Sora but the other teenagers in the room infecting him for a moment.

“I did,” he replied, feeling the darkness settle in him a little more. He hadn’t ever really sat on that victory before, like he had been forced to now. “I won.

Kairi finally decided to nudge Sora off to the side so she could reach out and envelope Riku in a hug, squeezing him tightly for a moment. “You did it,” she murmured to him, pressing their temples to each other for a moment. “And now, you can do anything.” She paused for a second, thinking it over before deciding to plunge ahead. “You can say anything.” She dropped her voice even lower when she said that and sat backwards after, brushing a bit of hair out of her eyes and giving Riku a smile. She wondered if Riku would get her message. She had a pretty good idea that Riku had at least some version of feelings for Sora, if the way he was reacting to things was correct. All it had taken to see it was her own realization that feelings weren’t in the picture for her and she could see it, clear as day. How had Sora not seen it yet?

And yes it still hurt and was going to hurt for a while, but all she had ever wanted was for Sora and Riku to be happy. And if they could be happy together, then she would be happy for them.

And one day, she’d find her own happiness.

Riku blinked at Kairi. Had she been…?

As Kairi sat back at her spot, allowing Sora to get back into a position where he wasn’t almost falling off the couch, she looked back at Riku. Had his eyes always been that teal? Maybe it had been the sun from their islands that had always looked more blue than they clearly weren’t.

Aqua smiled at the three teenagers, their joy infecting her and clearly the others as well. He did it, he did it, he did it. It was almost inconceivable. She wouldn’t have believed it unless she saw it. And saw it, she did.

They all saw it.

Riku is lost in the darkness that Ansem left and he calls out for Sora and Kairi.

“Never leaving again,” Sora promised for the uncountable time. “None of us are.”

Kairi hummed in agreement and Riku smiled at the both of them. “I know.”

A light suddenly appears, and Mickey says he knows Riku wanted to do it alone but asks if he doesn’t mind getting a little help, appearing and helping Riku out of the darkness.

“Thanks, Mickey,” Riku said again, remembering the gratefulness that had gone through him when Mickey had shown up. Sure, he had wanted to do it alone, but he wasn’t opposed to Mickey rescuing him right at the end. He probably would have gotten out of it on his own, but he had been exhausted from fighting Ansem and winning.

Good, Aqua thought with an inward nod. The teens need all the support we can give.

Riku and Mickey end up at the entrance to Castle Oblivion, with Mickey asking Riku what happens next.

I watch over Sora for a year, forgetting piece by little piece what I can remember of him, Riku thought with a splash of sadness. Though he comes back to me. He tried to shake off the mood, tried to stay upbeat like Kairi and Sora were.

Mickey asks if Riku’s going to go home and Riku says he can’t go home, not yet.

“Riku,” Sora started but Riku shook his head.

“I couldn’t go home without you,” Riku said. “Just like you wouldn’t go home without me.”

“I guess,” Sora replied.

“Well, I was stuck waiting for both of you so much that I just went and found you,” Kairi interjected, poking Sora in the shoulder. “So, don’t do it again, okay? Or at least take me with you.”

“Of course,” Riku said graciously. She and Sora would have so much fun racing across the stars together.

Riku says it’s faint, but he can still feel ‘him’ and says his darkness still might have a hold on him.

Sora gave Riku a flat look. “Okay fine, waiting for you and I was still dealing with that,” Riku conceded, huffing out a half laugh. “But it’s okay now.”

Sora gave him a slightly skeptical look.

Mickey says that Riku’s darkness belongs to him just like his light.

Aqua and Terra both felt like that air had been punched out of them. They knew, they knew that Mickey supported Riku, that had been obvious from the conversation they’d had but… hearing Mickey, a Keyblade Master who, by all accounts, didn’t know Riku that well, point blank say that Riku’s darkness was his own and that was, clearly, totally fine? It was…

Terra wondered what his life would have been like if Master Eraqus had been like that with him. It probably would have been a lot less filled with anguish and self-hatred. Why couldn’t you be like that? Why couldn’t you just accept me?

Vanitas raised an eyebrow at the screen. Well, that was easy.

Sora nodded slowly then, thinking it over. He had thought darkness was bad because the Keyblade Wielders and Master said it was, but here was a different Keyblade Master saying it was fine. He guessed… maybe just a miscommunication? Or outdated information?

Mickey mentions that up until now he had thought darkness was something that should never exist, but then he spent time with Riku and changed his mind.

Just like that, huh? Vanitas thought with a shake of his head. It can’t be. You’re thinking about darkness, personal darkness. The other type, Darkness, like me, isn’t so… palatable for Keyblade Masters to stomach. I would know.

Aqua bit down on her tongue. That easy, that easy, that easy… Terra never acted any different when he started gaining darkness in his heart. Master Eraqus, why didn’t you change too?

“Just like that?” Ven asked, unknowingly repeated the words that went through his other half’s mind.

“Well, yeah,” Mickey said with a shrug. “Riku was clearly a good person, a kid going through some things, and someone dedicated to helping others. If he could be all that and still have darkness, maybe darkness wasn’t that bad. Maybe it was fine.”

Just like that, Terra thought, slightly bitterly. Master why?

Mickey says the road Riku chose, of light and darkness back-to-back, he didn’t know and with Riku, the two might meet in a way nobody’s ever seen before.

And while that’s slightly scary, Riku acknowledged, leaning a little on Sora’s shoulder to reassure himself. I’ll be okay with being the guiding light for others. The being people can emulate if needed. He looked over out of the corner of his eye. If they’ll listen to me, that is.

Mickey wonders where that road might lead and says he’d like to see himself.

“Would you ever… join that road?” Xion asked curiously and Mickey hesitated for a second.

“No, I don’t think so,” he eventually answered, leaning forward as he did. “I just simply can’t see myself doing so.”

“What do you mean?” Roxas questioned and Mickey hummed.

“Well, I just can’t see what I’d do with it,” he replied. “I have no natural inclination to darkness, that’s been something I’ve heard before, and several of my more magical moves, and abilities from my Keyblade, rely on the Light as a power source or directing blast. My own light is what I often pull most of my strength from. And I don’t really find myself lacking in it.

“If push came to shove, I could see myself adapting with only a little trouble, but it wouldn’t be something I would go out of my way to,” he continued with a small shrug. “I feel secure in my light, I feel safe.”

“Could I even use the darkness?” Kairi wondered offhand, tapping her finger to her chin. “I literally don’t have any darkness in my heart.”

“Probably not,” Sora responded. “Unless it gets added in there and even then, it might not work.” Kairi hummed thoughtfully.

Well darn, there goes that option, Ven thought, only half joking. Was it wrong for him to want his darkness back, after all of this? If it wasn’t bad, why shouldn’t he have some? But his darkness was its own person now, so it wasn’t like he could just take Vanitas back. Other options, perhaps?

Mickey says he’d like to walk the road with Riku, extending a hand.

When Xion gave him a curious look at that, Mickey nodded. He could see how that would seem contradictory. “Just because I’m walking the road doesn’t mean I’ll take some darkness,” he responded to her silent question. “It just means I’m there to support Riku.”

Riku chuckles slightly, clasping Mickey’s hand and saying he’s flattered and doesn’t know what to say. Mickey says that Riku doesn’t have to call him ‘your majesty’ and that they’re friends now.

“That applies to all of you, by the way,” Mickey announced, sitting back in his chair with a smile. “All of you.”

While he got several smiles in response, Vanitas rolled his eyes. Yeah right.

Riku says fair enough, calling him Mickey, and the two of them leave the castle, now wearing the cloaks, ending back at the crossroads that Sora had been at when he encountered Marluxia.

Sora grimaced ever so slightly when the place came into view, remembering the revelations that had followed. What other memories could he be missing? Was it small, miscellaneous things? Or bigger things that I don’t even know are big because I can’t remember? How did it even happen?

He looked over at Naminé. It’s okay, she promised to help once we were out of here. And then I’ll find out the truth.

Both Roxas and Xion made faces as they remembered the trouble Riku had caused for the Organization wearing that coat. It had not been fun.

DiZ is waiting for them at the crossroads.

Roxas sneered. Hopefully they wouldn’t have to see a lot of him as the watching went on. Though, seeing his death would probably be very cathartic.

Riku asks what DiZ is making him choose now and DiZ replies between the road to Light and road to Darkness.

Neither suits me, Riku thought, echoing his answer from then and his thoughts this whole floor. I can not, should not, will not choose. And you can’t make me.

Riku says neither suits him and walks past DiZ, saying he’s taking the middle road.

Terra let his eyes rise from where they had been staring at his hands, thinking. The middle road… Would it really be so wrong?

DiZ asks if Riku means the twilight road to nightfall.

Riku let a smile slip across his face.

“No. It’s the road to dawn.”

He felt his Keyblade singing in his chest, the representation of that road.

“And it’s a road that’s perfect for you,” Sora murmured and Riku smiled back at him.

“Of course you would make up a whole new road for yourself,” Kairi said teasingly, causing Riku to give her a fake hurt look. She giggled.

The road to dawn… ‘the start of everything wonderful, the end of everything mystical’, Aqua thought, letting the old verse from a book she had read at some point fill her mind. ‘The dawn, the pinprick of everything expectations and hopes will ever be’. Fitting.

Riku and Mickey are walking through some hills, only for Riku to stumble for a moment, placing a hand on his chest.

“Riku?” Sora asked, slightly alarmed, and Riku shook his head.

“Just the darkness acting up,” he dismissed with a wave of his hand.

Riku waves off Mickey’s concerns, standing back up and continuing, with Mickey watching him in concern before hurrying after him.

“Riku,” Kairi groaned and Riku gave her a defensive look. “Don’t dismiss your injuries like that.”

“I wasn’t injured,” Riku countered but Kairi ignored him, instead leaning to face Mickey.

“Don’t let him do that anymore,” Kairi instructed him and Mickey nodded solemnly.

“Of course.” Riku threw his hands up into the air in exasperation.

“She’s right,” Sora told Riku, causing the boy to roll his eyes slightly.

A boy is seen pausing and looking back when a trio of kids pass him, eating ice cream.

Roxas jumped again at the sudden appearance of himself, blinking rapidly. “When would this have happened?” He asked, leaning forward. He had only ever had the coat until the data world and there was no way they were just skipping to that.

And in that world, he was friends with Hayner, Pence, and Olette, so he wouldn’t have reacted like that.

Axel appears at his side, nudging him to move along and is exasperated when Roxas won’t move.

“Oh, this is your first day,” Axel realized, recognizing the action. “After you got your name and were remanded to my care. We went up for ice cream.”

“Oh,” Roxas said, sitting backwards. He didn’t remember those first couple of days very well, due to him mostly just being a zombie.

“Are you okay Roxas?” Sora asked, seeing the way his Nobody didn’t seem to be reacting to anything.

“I’m fine,” Roxas replied with a wave of his hand. “I just acted very… slow, in the first couple days of the Organization. New to life and all that.”

Naminé and Xion could relate to that sentence. Vanitas very carefully didn’t think of his own first days.

Axel and Roxas are on the clock tower, eating ice cream.

“That is… incredibly dangerous,” Aqua said, eyeing the length they would fall if they slipped. “How did you even get up there?”

“Unlocked door in the train station. And then Dark Corridors,” Axel replied with a shrug and Aqua pursed her lips.

“What if you fell?” She asked and Roxas and Xion very purposefully didn’t make eye contact, reminded of the time when Xion did fall, only for Roxas to catch her.

“Rarely happened,” Axel dismissed and Xion and Roxas looked away harder.

‘Rarely’?! Aqua repeated but decided to let it go. She would see it for herself, eventually.

Naminé and DiZ are looking up at a pod, turning to see a longer haired Riku enter.

Wait, are we… Roxas thought with a furrow of his eyebrows. Are we just skipping everything that happened during the year?

Roxas runs up to Hayner, Pence, and Olette, the four of them running towards the clock tower.

“Are we just skipping everything that happened during Sora’s sleep?” Roxas asked, more than a little miffed at the fact. Sure, he might not want to relive it all again but… Sora’s the main character, remember? You were just a piece to create him again. Your story doesn’t matter.

“Maybe… not?” Xion offered but felt the same swooping in her gut. So, she really hadn’t mattered at all. She didn’t even get a mention on the screen that was meant to show the most important parts of the past.

“I mean, it skipped over all of us, so probably,” Vanitas offered and Naminé elbowed him in the side. “What?”

“Let’s just take a break,” Kairi interjected, raising her hands in a placating manner. “We’ll find out after, when we watch again.”

While Roxas started muttering and Naminé stood to try and find her sketchbook from wherever it and her pencils had rolled off to, Aqua stood and reached for Terra’s arm, her eyes skating to the room in the back. Terra nodded silently.

He had a feeling they had a lot to discuss.

Notes:

Hey, not as long of a wait this time! We have officially finished Riku's side of CoM and after a break (and several conversations) we'll be moving onto KH2! I'm excited!

Just for the heck of it, I mapped out the timeline of the backstories I gave Mickey and the other toons and I've made Yen Sid at least some flavor of immortal. You can't tell me that man is not. This timeline is mostly going to come into play in the Timeless River, Country of the Musketeers, and Symphony of Sorcery. Because all of those worlds are canon and I'm giving Mickey so much trauma.

On another note, I made a document with all the translation errors I'm going to bring up during the watching and it physically pains me to see that 95% of it is KH3. That game had so many errors it's not even funny.

Notes:
1. I, um, made up the quote Aqua said about dawn. I thought it sounded pretty.

I finished KH2, btw, and moved onto BBS. I finished Terra's playthrough, 90% through Ven's, and then I'll move onto Aqua. Deeper into the trauma we go!

Hope you enjoyed this chapter. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and I'll see you in hopefully a week or two with the break chapter. It'll probably be shorter than the average chapter (ie 10,000 words) but the nature of the conversations might need a longer run time. Here's hoping!

Chapter 40: A Second to Talk

Notes:

Imma preface this: I don't know how I feel about this chapter. I've been sitting on it and I think it's the best it's going to be with what I wanted to cover in it, but still... Hope you all enjoy it anyways.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Aqua slid the door closed behind her, Terra heading deeper into the room until he could lean against the back wall, sliding down until he sat on the floor. He dropped his head back, looking up at the ceiling for a second and Aqua wondered what was going on inside his head.

“So,” she started, swallowing harshly and hating the way part of her body still viscerally recoiled at the words she was about to say. “Darkness isn’t all bad.”

“Allegedly,” Terra said and Aqua contained the urge to laugh, probably slightly hysterically.

“Allegedly,” she agreed, though she knew, and she knew Terra knew, that the ‘allegedly’ was more ‘definitely’.

She found herself sitting on the ground as well, against one of the side walls, her legs crossed in front of her. It reminded her of the days she and Terra would spend in the library when they were younger, reading fantasy books to each other and making fun of each other’s preferences.

It had been a long time since they had been in the library together.

Why had they ever stopped?

“Why… Why did the Master…?” Terra started, unsteadily, and Aqua slid her eyes closed. Maybe to block off the tears she could feel in the corner of her eyes, maybe because she was tired. “Why did the Master teach us that darkness was bad… if it wasn’t?”

“We only have Riku as an example,” Aqua contradicted, but her heart wasn’t in it and both of them could tell. But what else was she supposed to say, what else could she do, everything was crumbling down around her, and she didn’t know what to do.

“Aqua,” Terra said, softly, carefully, and she bit down on the inside of her cheek to stop herself from crying. “Why did he do that?”

“I don’t know,” she admitted, opening her eyes to stare at the ceiling and letting one of the tears escape, tracing a pattern down her cheek. “I really don’t know.”

A second tear joined the first.

“Maybe he thought it was. Bad, that is,” she offered after a moment, breaking the silence that had fallen over both of them.

“Does that… does that excuse what he did to us, then?” Terra asked, a tinge of bitterness entering his tone, and Aqua slid her gaze to him.

“What?” She questioned and Terra sighed.

“Aqua, he taught us to kill each other if we’re corrupted by darkness,” he explained tiredly, one of his hands curling into a fist. “We were taught to destroy darkness whenever we find it, in a thing, in a person. In each other.”

The Fairy Godmother appearing behind her as she advanced on Cinderella’s house, ready to eliminate any darkness within.

“In… in the words of those children out there, ‘that’s terrible’,” Terra continued, sounding more and more exhausted as he went. “He tried to kill me himself.”

“Only because-!” She sat up sharply and Terra gave her another tired look.

“Only because I had darkness within me,” Terra finished and she slumped back down, setting her forehead on her knees as she pulled them to her just. “Aqua, why is that right?

“Because it is,” she whispered, hours and hours of lessons, of lectures beaten into her head by repetition. “Because it is.”

“Why?” Terra prodded, sounding like he wanted to know the answer just as much as Aqua did.

“The balance…” A third tear dropped to the floor.

“The balance… of light and dark?” Aqua raised her head slowly to meet his eyes. “That balance?”

“Terra, Terra, stop,” she said, shoving herself up to her feet, a sudden feeling of shakiness, of energy roiling in her. She paced across the room.

“Why?” Terra countered. “Aqua you know I’m right. You know it.”

“The Master couldn’t have been wrong, he couldn’t have been wrong, he couldn’t,” she muttered, one of her hands reaching up and tangling in her hair, like she hadn’t done since she was eight and had much longer hair. There was a reason she tended to keep it short.

“Why couldn’t he have been wrong?” Terra asked, sitting up more, and Aqua shook her head sharply. “Aqua.”

“Because that means everything we did meant nothing,” she replied, stopping herself in her tracks, staring aimlessly at the wall. “Everything we stood for…”

“It doesn’t mean nothing,” Terra replied strongly, standing up and moving over to her, grasping her upper arms and gently pulling her hands away from her hair. “We’re still Keyblade Wielders, we’re still protectors of the worlds.”

“What would we be protecting the worlds from, if not darkness?” Aqua asked, letting herself lean into Terra’s embrace, and she heard the other teenager hum.

(Stars, teenager. She had been calling the kids in the room teenagers the whole time, because that was what they were, but she and Terra were only eighteen, only barely adults, and she hadn’t felt like a child in a long time. She knew in some worlds, few and far between, they would still be kids by all accounts.

But she and Terra had been eighteen for eleven years now. Did it still count?

She still felt eighteen.)

“Well, not all darkness is good,” Terra said slowly, like he was working it out as he said it. “Just like not all light is good.”

That, Aqua recoiled at again, and she pulled herself from Terra’s grasp. “What?” She questioned, and Terra made a face.

“Not all darkness is bad,” Terra responded with a slight grimace. “And, well… not all light is good right? Like, it has to be an equivalent thing, right?”

Balance, the word whispered itself between them. Balance, like they clearly hadn’t really been taught at all.

“No, the light is good,” Aqua insisted. “Maybe some darkness is good as well, but the light has to be good.”

“Master Eraqus was light,” Terra said, looking down at his hand for a second, as if seeing something there, in the palm of it. “Was he good for trying to kill me? To kill Ven?”

“That’s…” Aqua muttered. “When did he try to kill Ven?”

“Near the end, to stop him from ‘becoming’ the X-Blade,” Terra murmured in response. “But you knew that, he told us.”

Aqua scrunched up her face, almost tasting the dust in her mouth as she thought about those final hours together. “He didn’t… he said…” Destroy, her mind finished. Ven said that Master Eraqus tried to destroy him, because of the X-Blade. And you didn’t… believe him. “Master Eraqus… he wouldn’t…”

“He would and he did,” Terra responded tiredly, sounding similarly drained but not as… gutted, as she was feeling in that moment. He really did it, didn’t he? He really tried to kill Ven for no reason other than… fear. “That why I fought him. I was trying to protect Ven.”

“I know,” Aqua replied just as quietly. She knew that, she vaguely remembered what Terra has said but she was too lost at that time, too scared, too alone, being crushed under expectations and words against her friends, and so much pain that she didn’t know how her heart was still strong.

Is it even strong?

“And Ven was light, if you want to make that argument,” Terra mentioned and there was suddenly so viscerally sick in Aqua’s stomach as she heard Terra say that, that she nearly kneeled over then and there.

“No, don’t,” she said sharply. “Don’t make that argument.” That argument was tainted and disgusting and that argument excluded Terra and she refused to lose him again.

Terra shot her a slightly confused look, eyes narrowed.

“Aqua?” He questioned and Aqua shook her head a little.

“Just… Just give me a minute,” she requested, running her hands through her hair again. She could see Terra’s hand twitch out of the corner of her eye, but when she didn’t grip it, he let her be.

If only her thoughts could let her be.

Master Eraqus tried to kill both Terra and Ven. Darkness isn’t all bad. Light… probably isn’t all good either. Did anything even matter?

Riku is a Keyblade Wielder who uses the dark. Mickey’s a Master who sees no problem with it. Sora sees no problem with it, not after listening to Riku.

Terra seems to have no problem with it, though it’s been a long time since I could fully read him.

I… don’t know if I have a problem with it.

Somehow, listing all her thoughts in her head seemed to make them more manageable.

Did she even have time to fully unpack her thoughts?

No, probably not.

“Okay,” she breathed out after a moment, dragging her hands through her hair again and pulling back her shoulders, trying to slip back into ‘Master’ Aqua and not knowing how well it worked. From the look on Terra’s face, it was clear he could still see through her, but hopefully the others wouldn’t.

“Okay,” she repeated. “This… is difficult.” And that was all she was going to say on the matter. She needed time and she needed her whole ideals to not come crumbling down around her and she needed Terra and Ven and all the other kids in that room to be safe and she needed to break down, but she couldn’t because she was a Keyblade Master.

Terra snorted, seemingly taken off guard by her blunt words. Let him be taken off guard, it was all he was getting out of her.

She almost wished they would have witnessed their own journey, because maybe she could have seen more of Terra and Master Eraqus and maybe that would have helped the way her mind was still spinning but if she was good at anything, it was compartmentalization.

Darkness can be good.

Light can be… not as good.

Master Eraqus- nope, not right now.

Riku likes his darkness and considers it a part of him.

Does Terra feel the same? Should I ask him?

“You okay?” Terra asked her after a moment and she blinked, realizing that she had fallen back into her own head.

“I will be okay to continue watching,” she settled on, swallowing harshly, and when she met Terra’s eyes, she could tell that he understood a million things that she wanted to say but couldn’t actually articulate. Why could she only read him sometimes? Where had their unbreakable connection gone?

“Are you sure?” Terra checked and she nodded slowly. She was sure the thoughts wouldn’t leave her alone as they continued to watch, but now… now they would be able to at least circulate in her head and maybe she’d have a better grasp on them in an hour. “Okay, shall we go out then?”

She nodded again, running a hand a final time through her hair and brushing her cheeks quickly, letting the smallest Fire spell singe her fingertips to wipe away any remaining tears. It was a trick she picked up while in the Realm of Darkness and it worked pretty well to keep her eyes clear.

Reaching out, she pressed the door open, bracing herself for the attention and scrutiny of the room.

Thankfully, it seemed that everyone else had found something to do while they were away, and while the conversations were seemingly dying as the two of them entered, all of the others in the room were still focused on other things. Naminé and Vanitas were bent close to each other and Roxas and Xion, while looking apprehensive, were discussing something with Axel. Ven had been dragged into a conversation with the Destiny trio, and Aqua felt a little bad about abandoning him, but she had a feeling that the conversation had needed to be just between her and Terra, and it seemed that Riku was going more into depth about the darkness and how he used it.

Aqua pressed her palms to her sides. It’s fine, he’s fine, she reminded herself, still feeling slightly high-strung and if she got another revelation she was going to snap like a fine wire. It’s fine.

Mickey sidled up to them, a look of understanding and care on his face, and Aqua looked away. She didn’t know if she could take that, at the moment.

Terra looked down at the Keyblade Master for a second, offering him a smile before looking back at his successor. A familiar pride rose in him as he watched.

“You did a good thing, Bequeathing him,” Mickey murmured to Terra, his eyes having strayed over to the kids as well, and Terra jumped.

“How did you know?” He asked, eyes widening in shock. He wasn’t completely and utterly surprised, the Mouse King seemed to just know some things but… If even Aqua hadn’t known, how did the King know? After eleven years, it wouldn’t have been possible for Mickey to sense the Bequeathing, not anymore.

Mickey blinked up at him, confused. “Aqua told me,” he informed the other Keyblade Wielder and Aqua’s head whipped over to stare at them.

“I didn’t know,” she said blankly, eyes moving between Mickey and Terra. “I didn’t know until this morning, when Terra told me.”

“Didn’t know what?” Ven asked, crossing his arms, and the three older Keyblade Wielders abruptly realized that nearly everyone was looking at them. They hadn’t realized that the conversations had died that much.

Mickey didn’t seem bothered. “That Terra Bequeathed Riku.” Sure, he guessed there must have been a reason why Terra didn’t bring it up when they had been discussing it the day before, along with all the strangeness of Sora and Riku’s connection via the Keyblade, but it wasn’t like it was going to stay a secret after this.

“He what?” Kairi snapped while Sora sat bolt upright on the couch. Riku’s shoulders dropped a little.

“I knew it,” the boy muttered to himself, and Sora’s attention was immediately on the silverette instead.

“Huh?” He asked and Riku made a face.

“I had a feeling it was Terra,” he explained with a half shrug, shooting a look at the older man through the corner of his eye. How would Terra react to that? But the Keyblade Wielder was still staring at Aqua in shock and Riku frowned at that. “I remember it.”

That, however, did get Terra’s attention, and Riku found himself under the man’s gaze. “You do?” He questioned, sounding… hesitant, and Riku nodded slowly. He could see Sora making a face from his side, maybe connecting the dots. Sora had been there after all.

“Can we get back to the whole ‘I told you’ thing?” Aqua questioned, still looking shocked. You just tried to calm yourself, you just organized your thoughts, you just became a Keyblade Master again, don’t let it all go to waste. Mickey hummed.

“Well, I don’t know how else to say it,” he said uncertainly, giving Aqua a concerned look. “When you and I met up before the Door to Darkness, you recognized Sora and Riku’s names.” Aqua nodded slowly at that, something crossing her face and making her eyebrows knit together, but Mickey pressed on. “You revealed you had met them before and revealed that you realized Terra had passed the power onto Riku, so you chose not to do the same with Sora.”

“I… what?” Aqua hissed, shock rushing through her, and Mickey blinked at her in surprise. She couldn’t blame him, her reaction was extreme, but at the same time…

“Aqua, you told me,” Mickey reiterated. “You knew.”

“But I didn’t!” Aqua countered, one of her hands slowly raising to the side of her face. Get it together, get it together, you just calmed down, not here, not in the open, Keyblade Master, Keyblade Master, grow up, get it together.

For some reason, she couldn’t stop the motion or the hitch in her breath. What was Mickey implying?

Vanitas, hearing the unstable emotion start to the slide into her voice, slowly wrapped his arms around Naminé’s waist, pulling the girl back a little and tucking the two of them into the corner of their couch. It wouldn’t do much if Aqua got violent, but maybe it would keep them out of direct eyesight and aim.

Plus, he could easily get over the back of the thing with Naminé if worst came to worst.

“Aqua,” Terra started but Aqua shook her head rapidly. Calm. Down! It felt like her conversation about the Master all over again, even though that had only been minutes prior. All the emotions inside her and no way to articulate them.

“I didn’t know, I didn’t know, I didn’t know,” she whispered fervently to herself, hand starting to close around some strands of her hair, stop it stop it stop it, and Terra moved forward, skillfully untangling her hands like he had done before, done so many times before, holding them tightly between them.

Axel wondered if he and the others should leave, this clearly was a sensitive affair and not really related to many of them besides Riku perhaps. But it might only draw more attention to themselves if they tried to leave. Thankfully, it seemed Roxas and Xion had picked up on the more delicate emotions in the air and were remaining quiet, simply exchanging confused glances.

“Aqua, did you get a concussion while you were in the Realm of Darkness?” Sora suddenly imputed, leaning forward slightly and immediately finding himself pinned by the eyes of the two older Keyblade Wielders.

“What?” Aqua asked, taken aback so much it knocked her out of her panic for a moment, and Sora frowned.

“Goofy went over it, with Donald’s help, after I started learning healing magic,” he explained, shifting slightly on the couch. “Concussions can cause memory loss if they’re extreme enough.”

“I mean, I’ve hit my head a lot in the past year,” Aqua replied shakily, wanting to run a hand through her hair but her hands were still in Terra’s grip. “So, maybe?” Calm, calm, you’re calm, you’re fine, get it together.

“A lot?” Ven asked, scrunching up his nose a little, a flash of fear going through him. “Is the Realm of Darkness really that dangerous?”

“Well, I don’t have my Keyblade,” Aqua muttered, emotions switching on a dime, that’s not normal right, and Mickey full body jumped in surprise.

“What?” He asked, immediately revising any plans he had half heartedly created for what he was going to do once he got out of watching room. He had left Aqua in the Realm of Darkness for the year while he was helping Riku because Yen Sid had commanded him to, and he had only gone along with it because he was sure Aqua could handle herself. She was a Keyblade Master after all and had been surviving the whole time before then. But if she didn’t have a Keyblade…

He had probably doomed her to death.

Something sunk into his stomach and refused to leave.

“I lost it,” Aqua said, grimacing at her own failure. “When I was holding off the darkness from getting to you and Riku.”

“What?” Now it was Riku interjecting, eyes widening in shock. He hadn’t realized there had been another person there, he had been focused on getting to Sora. “You were there?”

Aqua looked over at Mickey. “You didn’t tell him?” She questioned, there we go, there we go, and Mickey sighed, half of his mind still quickly making plans for when they got out of there. Hopefully no more worlds would disappear, but he could still jump into the darkness created by its death again if they were to. He survived the prior attempt after all.

Aqua needed him more.

“Yen Sid instructed me not to,” he confessed, and something flitted across Aqua’s face to quick for him to name.

“Wait, Yen Sid knew there was other Keyblade Wielders?” Sora muttered. “That I wasn’t alone?”

“Yen Sid was a Keyblade Master,” Ven told the other boy and Sora’s eyes widened ever so slightly. Riku blinked as well. He hadn’t known there was another Master around. Why wasn’t he doing anything to help? And he had deliberately stopped Mickey from telling him things?

“Focus,” Kairi said, raising her voice slightly. She knew that there was a lot to talk about, a lot that she didn’t really have any standing to add her opinion to as she had barely been a Keyblade Wielder for a whole day at this point, but they needed to get back on track. “Aqua’s missing memories.” Was it the same as Sora missing memories? He seemed to only be missing a couple while Aqua was clearly missing… more.

“Right,” Aqua breathed out, the sick feeling entering her chest again, and Terra squeezed her hands in support. “So yes, I have hit my head several times.” She directed the words to Sora, but her eyes didn’t leave Terra’s. “As well as been knocked unconscious.”

How could you leave her like that? Mickey’s thoughts hissed at him, the mouse king unwilling to picture what Aqua must have been going through the past year. Alone, in the Realm of Darkness, with no way to fight off the Heartless.

“So, she forgot telling Mickey?” Naminé offered, not truly understanding Vanitas’s muttered warnings to ‘be quiet’. Nothing was going to happen to them, there was no one to hurt them there.

“And I forgot learning it in the first place,” Aqua murmured, blowing out a long shaking breath. She had been wondering why she didn’t know that Terra Bequeathed Riku, she should have seen it, it would have been obvious to her, but she didn’t notice it only she did and she forgot forgot what else had she forgotten what else what else-

“Aqua,” Terra said and her gaze snapped to him. She hadn’t realized she was starting to hyperventilate. Get. It. Together. “Take a deep breath.”

“What have I lost?” She breathed out as she slumped slightly, Terra reaching one of his hands out and wrapping it around her shoulders, letting her lean on him. One more thing and she would snap, she had just thought about that. She couldn’t really care about the image of the Keyblade Master, not at that moment. “Terra, what did I lose?”

“I don’t know,” he told her helplessly, hating that he couldn’t soothe her fears like he had before. But he didn’t know what was going on in her head.

“Could you tell, Naminé?” Kairi asked and Naminé grimaced, shaking her head slowly.

“I don’t know,” she admitted, pressing her lips together. “I don’t know if there’s a difference between memories lost naturally and unnaturally.” She didn’t know if she could help someone who’s memories were gone from methods that made sense.

Ven felt a stab of disappointment in his own heart at that and he tried to ignore it but couldn’t. It was about Aqua right now. But did that mean he had no chance of getting his memories back? He didn’t know what caused it, but it would make more sense for it to be natural, right? Is there nothing that can be done?

“One could argue that concussions aren’t natural,” Xion brought up, biting her lip slightly, and Naminé tipped her head in agreement. She wouldn’t know until she tried when they got out of here. She could try now but it took time, time they probably didn’t have, and she didn’t even know if she retained the ability after merging with Kairi.

“I wonder if that’s why everything in the Realm of Darkness is such a blur,” Aqua murmured, mostly to herself, resting her forehead on Terra’s shoulder and just letting herself breathe for a moment. “And some stuff before. I just thought it had been too long.”

“Is there a way to tell what you don’t remember?” Roxas asked, curling his hand into a fist tight enough that his nails dug into his palm through the glove he wore. All the talk about missing memories and forgetting what you forgot… Xion falling between his hands, Axel’s smiles and quips. Everything lost to choices out of their control and manipulative old men.

Just because he had his memories back now didn’t stop the sting that he hadn’t had them once.

“That would probably require going through our entire adventure and seeing what Aqua doesn’t remember,” Terra said regretfully, knowing that it wasn’t possible to do that at the moment. It would take too much time and wasn’t a feasible option. There had been things that Aqua had experienced that neither of them had, after all. And everything they had gone through couldn’t be discussed in a single talk.

Aqua let out another shuddering breath. What was she missing? What had she known, before the Heartless and injuries had taken them from her? And why did she have to figure this out now, when she already had all those other things to deal with?

“Maybe… maybe we’ll see what happened to you?” Sora mentioned, tapping his foot as he thought. “I mean, it doesn’t make sense that we wouldn’t see it. You’re here, after all.”

“Why didn’t it start with us then?” Ven questioned, biting the inside of his cheek. While he didn’t know that much about what had been happening in the world except what he had been told and what he had seen of Sora’s and Riku’s pasts, he had enough to make an educated guess. And all the other information that he had realized since getting here, he had carefully, carefully shoved down to deal with later. Now wasn’t the time for a freak out. “Our… adventure happened years before yours.”

Sora didn’t have an answer for that.

Because we aren’t as important, Roxas thought with a vicious twist of his stomach. Because we’re just footnotes in your story.

“You’re probably going to come back in the future,” Vanitas muttered, eyeing Aqua carefully but slowly releasing Naminé when it was clear that Aqua was more going to collapse into herself than lash out as she experienced the mental distress. Huh, how odd. “Old Keyblade Wielder said that we’re also going to be seeing the future.”

Axel couldn’t help the seed of hope that settled in his heart at that. Roxas and Xion would be alive again? Maybe? They would live, like they always deserved to? He had to hope that’s what that could imply.

“Well, we know this is a problem now,” Mickey said, looking to Aqua in concern again before taking a deep breath. “So, we can keep an eye on it as we go.”

“Sorry I got mad at you for Bequeathing Riku,” Aqua muttered to Terra as he led the two of them over to their couch, settling them down. “If I already knew.” Who knows, maybe I considered Bequeathing one of them as well, she thought, grimacing at the thought. She didn’t remember much, thanks concussions, but she remembered meeting Sora and Riku when they were small. Maybe I was that desperate and scared about how things would turn out in the end if I was thinking of ways to keep the line of Keyblade Wielders going.

“It’s okay,” Terra told her with a gentle smile. Ven paused for a second before sitting on Aqua’s other side, allowing the two older Keyblade Wielders to sit next to each other instead of on either side of him, this ending with Aqua in the middle. Terra shot him a surprised look, but Ven simply shrugged slightly. Aqua clearly needed Terra at the moment.

“You were mad he Bequeathed me?” Riku asked, something hitting him in the chest at that, and Aqua looked up at him.

“Riku, you were five,” she said. “And having a Keyblade within you can draw in the wrong type of attention. Even though he was training us for years, Master Eraqus didn’t actually Bequeath us until we were ten. And that was when we were in a safe world where there was no one to hurt us.”

Besides our master, Ven thought softly, hands shaking for the quickest second.

“Why did you do it then?” Riku questioned, turning to Terra, and the older Keyblade Wielder hummed.

“You were bright,” Terra explained. “Brighter than anyone I had ever met. And you clearly cared about your friends.”

“It was that simple?” Riku muttered, mostly to himself, and Terra nodded. Riku sat backwards on the couch, blinking. Just like that?

The screen flickered, drawing all their attentions to it.

Aqua blew out a breath, trying to bring her mind back to the present. She needed to be aware to see what else had happened while she and Terra were gone.

Sora hummed, thinking it over. This would probably by his adventure to stop the Organization, right? Unless there was another adventure he didn’t remember.

Roxas curled his hands into fists, biting down on his tongue. He didn’t know why, but he had a feeling he knew how this was going to start. Maybe it wouldn’t hurt as much as it had the first time.

Notes:

A very Terra and Aqua heavy chapter, but they both needed it badly. Hope you guys don't mind that. And a much shorter one than usual, but there was really only one thing to discuss. Sorry if you were hoping it was going to be longer.

So as you can see, I have finally upheld my end of the deal and worked to correct the accidental retcon I made when Aqua didn't remember Terra Bequeathing Riku. And look, I made some trauma out of it! Ain't that wonderful? There's one more retcon I did that I'm working to fix as well, don't know if you guys have caught it, I know at least one of you has, so expect even more trauma to fix that as well.

And for future reference, school has started for me again. It shouldn't be that big of a change, in fact I'm hoping that falling back into a schedule will help me write more, but there could be bigger gaps between chapters. I don't know quite yet at this point.

Notes:
1. I don't want this chapter to come off as Yen Sid critical or anything, given some of the characters thoughts. I have complicated feelings about the old man, but he's not as bad as Ansem the Wise or Eraqus was. He could have handled some things better, yes, especially in the BBS era, but he's clearly doing his best in the present day. I'm willing to give him a little grace for that.
2. And if this chapter felt like a clusterf*ck of emotions, it's kind of meant to be that way. It's mostly from Aqua's POV and she's... struggling.

So, on we go to KH2! I don't know if the next chapter will encompass all six days of Roxas's time in Twilight Town or just half of them, it honestly depends on how long the chapter starts to turn out. Because with how long that part is, there's a good chance the chapter could be 20k-25k words. Would y'all prefer that, even if it was a longer wait?

(Also, I noticed a couple of you were interested in the list I had of translation notes, mostly from KH3 specifically. I'll be going over them as we get to them, but given the fact that it could (will) be years until we reach there, I'd be willing to give you the rundown in the comments. Just tell me and I'll inform ya. Just a warning, it's long and I'm still discovering more.)

Well, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! Comments and Kudos are always appreciated and I'll see you next time!

Chapter 41: Summer Vacation: Part 1

Notes:

I LIVE!!!!!

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

The Realm of Darkness appears.

“The Realm of Darkness?” Riku muttered in surprise, seeing recognition pop into both Sora’s and Aqua’s eyes. “Why are we here?”

Someone cloaked steps out of a Dark Corridor.

Roxas hissed out a short breath, one hand reaching up to his head. He pressed the heel of his palm into his temple and bit down on his tongue, feeling a pulse of pain rip across his mind for a moment.

“Roxas?” Xion questioned, worried, and she leaned over to peer at him from across Axel’s lap. “Are you okay?”

“Fine,” he muttered after a second, shaking his head roughly once as if to try and dislodge the headache. I remember this place, I think, he decided on, raising his eyes up to gaze at the Realm on the screen. That’s… me.

A different cloaked figure says he has arrived.

At Xemnas’s voice, several people recoiled. Both Roxas and Xion couldn’t help the instinctive fear that went through them at the man who had tricked and manipulated them for a whole year. Sora and Riku both narrowed their eyes and Axel let a very familiar mask of indifference fall across his face, one of his hands curling into a fist so tight he felt his nails through his gloves. He was going to break them eventually.

“That’s…?” Ven questioned, looking around the room at the different reactions, and Roxas blew out a breath.

“Xemnas,” he answered in a growl, his lip curling up in a sneer. “The Leader of the Organization.”

Terra frowned minutely at that, something deep within him sparking with… familiarity at the name. His other half, the other half of the vessel. Him and Xehanort.

“What’s he doing in the Realm of Darkness?” Kairi wondered but none of them could answer.

Xemnas says he’s been to see ‘him’, saying that ‘he’ looks a lot like the other cloaked figure.

Roxas shot Sora a look out of the corner of his eye. I don’t see it, he decided on, looking back to the screen. But if Xemnas wants to believe that… He paused for a moment, before sitting up slightly. Also, when would Xemnas have seen Sora? If Sora had been under DiZ’s and Naminé’s custody that whole year, when would Xemnas have managed to see him? That was… slightly worrying. Unless… is this from that memory that Sora forgot? Of fighting him in Hollow Bastion? He tapped his fingers against his knee, resting the urge to let it bounce slightly as the thoughts swirled around his mind. That would explain why I don’t remember it that well. It would have been… right after I was born. Maybe a day or two later.

Roxas pressed his lips together, eyes darting around the room. Should I tell them?

The smaller cloaked figure asks who he is.

All of them blinked in surprise at Roxas’s voice, several of the watchers spinning to look at the Nobody. “Roxas?” Xion asked and Roxas grimaced.

“I don’t remember this that well,” he admitted, wrinkling his nose slightly. “I think this was before, when I was just born.”

“During that first week?” Axel asked and Roxas nodded. “Huh.” He had kept an eye on Roxas most of that week, due to Roxas’s inability to understand what was happening around him, but… he supposed there must have been times when he wasn’t paying attention.

Xemnas says that he’s what’s left, an empty shell, or maybe he’s all there ever was.

Kairi scrunched up her face for a moment. “That’s not an answer,” she muttered mulishly, and Roxas shrugged.

“Kind of on par for him,” Axel responded to her, and she didn’t seem too keen on that answer.

Roxas retorts that he meant Xemnas’s name.

Several people snorted at that, a grin curving up both Axel’s and Vanitas’s face while Sora, Xion, and Ven openly laughed quietly. Riku rolled his eyes, but there was humor in them.

“None of the Organization can give straight answers,” Naminé laughed slightly, holding her sketchbook to her chest slightly as she watched the screen. She didn’t feel the need to use it at the moment, but she had a feeling she would soon, once DiZ appeared. “And I’m counting you in that sentence,” she aimed at Axel, who gave her a faux hurt look. “Xion and Roxas are the only ones who ever say what they mean.”

Xemnas says his name is of no importance and asks what about Roxas, questioning if Roxas remembered his ‘true name’.

That is not my name, Roxas hissed in his head, hunching his shoulders slightly. My name is my name, my life is My. Life. Sora has no part in it. He wrapped his arms around himself for a moment before stopping, blinking in slight confusion at the urge before shaking himself out. Well, there goes that belief that seeing everything a second time won’t hurt as much.

Sora made a face. Is he talking about my name? He wondered, thinking it over. Maybe, due to him being my Nobody but… that doesn’t mean it’s Roxas’s name. It’s mine and Roxas’s is his. Just because we came from the same place doesn’t mean we’re the same person. He huffed. Obviously.

Roxas seems to struggle to remember.

Roxas and Xion both looked at each other for a moment during that before looking away. Their lack of memories of their past lives, that used to be the thing that made them ‘special’, made them ‘different’. But it had only turned out to be a sign that they were in for much more pain.

There are several flashes of memories of Sora’s time on Destiny Islands, including the night it fell.

Several people blinked in confusion. “What’s happening?” Aqua asked, rolling her shoulders back and trying to focus better. Her other mental worries and distractions had to be shelved for the time being.

“I think…” Roxas started, frowning a little as he tried to recall that week in the simulation. Were these…? “I think these are my dreams.”

“Dreams?” Xion questioned, snapping her head over to stare at Roxas. While it wasn’t that bad, there had been a few nights, especially once she learned what she was, that she dreamed of sunny beaches and friends that called her by a different name. And the dreams had never meant good things.

“You were dreaming of me?” Sora asked and Roxas pointedly wouldn’t look at Riku.

“Only in the end,” he muttered. “Once I was in the simulation.” A burst of hot anger built in his chest for a moment.

Riku’s eyes dropped to the ground. If there had been any other choice…

Roxas wakes up in his room in Twilight Town.

“Well, that answers that,” Roxas mumbled. Something tugged in his heart as he stared at the room where he had lived for a week, though he had thought he had lived there all his life. It had been fake, it had been forced upon him, and yet… there was a part of him, small, that wished it could have been real. That he could have lived a perfectly normal life, with perfectly normal friends. Never hearing about Nobodies or Heartless or Kingdom Hearts. Where Xion and Axel could have lived freely with him as well, eating ice cream and just… being.

But that’s not in the cards for Nobodies like us, he thought with a shake of his head, slumping back slightly. We’re always…

Axel narrowed his eyes at the screen a little, looking around the room Roxas had been given. While he hadn’t studied the virtual world too much, he didn’t know how to and he was on a time limit, he had still hoped that Roxas hadn’t had a terrible life in there, once it became clear that Roxas truly didn’t remember him. And thankfully, it seemed that he had been correct.

Roxas mutters about ‘another dream about him’ and looks out the window, revealing Twilight Town.

“That’s… Twilight Town,” Kairi realized, remembering Hayner, Pence, and Olette. “How are you there?”

“I’m not,” Roxas snarked, raising one eyebrow challengingly at the silverette in the room. “Care to explain, Riku?”

Riku sighed softly. “It’s a digital simulation,” he revealed, dropping his shoulders. “It was created to hold Roxas for the last couple of days before he Recompleted with Sora.”

“And you took away my memories!” Roxas hissed, leaning forward and glaring at the older boy.

“You did what?” Terra questioned, turning to look at Riku, and Xion winced, reaching out to grasp Roxas’s hand and hold it tight. She didn’t know much about what happened to Roxas after Riku caught him, the last vestiges of her finally disappeared after Roxas moved onto taking down Kingdom Hearts, but what must have happened… She understood Riku needing to stop him; Sora was, at that point, their best bet to stop Xemnas, no matter how powerful Roxas was, but knowing that it hurt Roxas so much…

“It was meant to keep him controlled better,” Riku admitted, feeling no need to hide it. He felt bad about it enough and he knew he shouldn’t have done it, but DiZ was his best bet to get Sora back and he needed Sora back. “If he didn’t know he needed to be somewhere else…”

Roxas scoffed derisively, lip curling up into a snarl for a second as he leaned back against the couch. “But what does it matter, right?” He spat out, eyes flashing darkly. He thought he was past this, he thought it wouldn’t hurt as much, but now that he was staring at it in the face again, all the betrayal, all the anger from those last couple of days, last couple of hours was building back up in him. And now he didn’t have the delusion that he didn’t have emotions and was able to feel it fully. “I’m just a Nobody, aren’t I?”

“No,” Riku said, softly but firmly, and wasn’t looking at Sora, who was whipping his head back and forth between Roxas and Riku. He knew that Roxas had briefly, ever so briefly, gone over what had happened to him before Sora awoke when Aqua had asked the previous day, but he hadn’t allowed himself to think about it then. He was thinking about it now. “It shouldn’t have happened to- It shouldn’t have been done to you.”

Roxas looked unconvinced by Riku’s words.

Vanitas curled his shaking hand into a fist. So that’s how some of the Light Bearers treat people on their side who aren’t ‘useful’ enough.

“What happened, exactly?” Sora asked carefully and Roxas just shook his head.

“Why don’t you just watch?” He returned, gesturing to the screen once with his head. There was no way Riku was going to reveal an unbiased account, so it was better if Sora just saw for himself. If the screen even revealed that much.

Sora looked between Riku and Roxas for a final time, before letting his attention shift back to the screen. He bit his lip slightly.

Ven and Kairi both looked uneasy. Kairi, at least, had a shallow guess to what was happening. She remembered, only a couple of weeks ago for her, connecting to a boy she had never met and remembering Sora through him. It wasn’t hard to realize that the boy had been Roxas.

Roxas heads to The Usual Spot, seeing Hayner, Pence, and Olette. Olette greets him.

“So, these people are all…?” Terra trailed off, not really knowing what to say, and Roxas blew out a sharp breath.

“Fake, yes,” he responded, grinding his teeth ever so slightly. “Based off some kids I’ve interacted with only a couple of times. They live in Twilight Town.”

“They helped me when I ended up there,” Kairi mentioned, letting her lip tick up into a smile for a moment as she remembered their easy acceptance and even the way they tried to protect her when Axel showed up. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Axel wince slightly and she fixed him with a patient look. Forgiven, remember?

“And they were interested in finding out about the ‘second Twilight Town’,” Sora recalled, tapping his cheek a little. “Which is the data world, clearly.”

Roxas raised an eyebrow at that. Well, if the real versions were anything like their data counterparts, it made sense that they would be willing to just throw themselves into an adventure like that.

Xion was interested. Maybe they could be actual friends, once everything was over. Sora had already shown acceptance of trying to find a way for her, Roxas, and Naminé to have their own lives again, so if they were free someday, she would hope she and her friends would have a chance to make it back to Twilight Town. To eat ice cream on the Clocktower again.

Hayner says Roxas has got to hear this and asks if it ticks him off. Pence agrees and says it’s just wrong.

“What are they talking about?” Xion asked curiously, looking over at Roxas out of the corner of her eye as she did so. Roxas snorted.

“Someone was stealing things and Seifer was blaming it on us,” he answered and at the several blank looks he got from the watchers, his face turned into something more defensive. “Listen, it wasn’t like we did nothing for those six days.”

“Did… did DiZ program bullies into the simulation meant to hold one of the most important people in the plan?” Kairi asked, turning to Riku, who shrugged.

“They were just carbon copies of the real versions,” he said. “So Seifer’s probably just like that in real life.” Kairi scrunched up her nose in distaste at that.

Roxas blinked in surprise at Kairi describing him as important.

Olette says Seifer’s gone too far this time and Roxas nods in agreement.

“It’s… strange, seeing you like this,” Xion admitted softly and Roxas tipped his head at her in confusion. “Normal, I mean. You… just seem like another normal kid.” Roxas didn’t know what to say to that.

Hayner says he knows it’s true that stuff has been stolen around town and that they’ve never gotten along with Seifer, so if he wants to think that they did it, Hayner says he can’t blame him. He continues, saying that the thing that’s really driving him nuts is that Seifer’s going around telling everyone that they’re the ones who are the thieves.

“Is anyone else getting an extreme feeling of mood whiplash?” Ven asked, slightly rhetorically as he stared at the screen. While it might not have been that strange for say Sora, Riku, or Kairi, for him and the others who hadn’t ever had a ‘normal’ childhood, he felt like he was staring into a portal to another world. And not one of the worlds they traverse often.

A slight pang of sadness went through him as he thought that. His past was blocked from him due to his amnesia and what he could remember circled around the Keyblade and him learning it. The Keyblade Graveyard and the Land of Departure both didn’t have a lot of opportunities for him to be ‘normal’ by the most standard use of the word. Maybe he had lived a life like what he was seeing before he forgot everything, but it wasn’t like he would ever know.

Several people murmured in agreement and Roxas felt the slightest flush rise up his face, thinking about the hijinks he and the others got up to during those six days. “We thought we were normal,” he defended. “At least, I assume what we did could be classified as ‘normal teenage behavior”. He certainly wouldn’t know either, as his fake memories from before those six days had slowly been overwritten by his actual ones as he remembered them.

“It’s just… strange,” Xion replied delicately, and the three Destiny Islands kids exchanged glances before shrugging. It wasn’t too different, from what they were seeing and what Riku knew, from what they got up to in their childhoods.

Hayner says now the whole town is treating them like a bunch of criminals and asks if they’ve ever been this mad in their entire lives before saying he hasn’t and asking what to do.

“What did you end up doing?” Xion asked and Roxas shrugged.

“Found the real criminal,” he replied. “It was the Dusks.”

Riku looked over at him. “That’s what the Dusks were doing?” He asked, slightly incredulously. “We thought they were doing more. Were they just… stealing things?”

“Stealing pictures,” Roxas corrected and now both Kairi and Ven were giving him a strange look.

“Meh, mostly because of me,” Axel admitted with a wave of his hand. “The Dusks were supposed to be helping me locate Roxas. Found the pictures of him first.”

Kairi shook her head slightly, baffled.

Hayner and the others think about it and when Hayner turns to Roxas, Roxas brings up that they could find the real thieves, saying that it would set the record straight. Pence says that sounds kind of fun.

Vanitas raised an eyebrow at the boy. “Aren’t you guys debating that you want to go catch criminals?” He drawled, leaning his chin on his hand and giving Roxas a side eye. “Feels like you guys aren’t really thinking about that, if you’re saying it’s going to be ‘fun’.”

Roxas scoffed, looking away. Vanitas felt a smirk crawl up his face and Naminé giggled slightly.

Hayner asks what about Seifer and Roxas says that they have to clear their names first, then everyone will get off their backs.

Xion was finding it very difficult to see Roxas on the screen. Sure, she knew it was him and honestly, he wasn’t acting too different from their year together, but at the same time…

Seeing Roxas like that was strange.

Pence, looking down at a camera, says oh no and says that their ----- are gone.

Literally everyone blinked at that.

“What?” Aqua asked, after a moment, and Riku rubbed his temples. He remembered that glitch.

“The Dusks stole the words along with the photos,” Roxas replied, the only one in that room not too surprised and Kairi turned to him.

“You can’t steal a word,” she told him blankly and Roxas shrugged. She turned to Riku next.

“The Dusks were messing things up and neither Naminé nor I know a lot about computers,” he justified, shaking his head. “And DiZ was only ever truly a scientist.” Maybe that’s why his machine didn’t work, he thought inwardly but didn’t speak it aloud.

Kairi turned back to Roxas. “And you didn’t think a word being stolen was weird?” She questioned and Roxas blinked back at her.

“Should I have?” He asked and she clearly gave up.

Hayner repeats what he said, and the word is gone for him too. Olette realizes they can’t say ----- and questions why not.

“Speak for all of us, why don’t you?” Kairi groused, rubbing her temples slightly. Sora reached out and patted her on the back in a clear attempt at comfort and she gave him a grateful look.

Roxas simply shrugged again.

Pence checks that the rest of them do know what he’s saying and says that their ----- are gone. Roxas corrects him that they’re stolen.

Axel couldn’t help but shake his head slightly, a grin on his face. He hadn’t realized that the people in the simulation had taken the Dusks actions so seriously. To be fair, he hadn’t realized that the Dusks had done this specifically either, but the point stood. At least I helped spice up Roxas’s life a little, he thought sardonically with a half shrug to himself.

Roxas says not just the -----, but that they stole the word too. Hayner asks what kind of thief is that and that Seifer could never have pulled it off.

“How did that happen?” Ven questioned, looking over at Riku. “Not just because of the… Dusks?” He stumbled over the word slightly and wondered, briefly, what the others were talking about. Though he assumed he would see whatever they were soon.

“It was a glitch, mostly,” Riku explained, rolling his shoulders back a little. “The Dusks triggered it with their entrance, as that already destabilized the place a little, and then the code basically latched onto whatever the Dusks were doing, causing it to… spiral, a little.” He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck for a moment. “None of us were particularly adept at computers, even DiZ, so we were doing our best. We were relying on whenever you went to sleep to try and fix the bugs that showed up that day and well, it wasn’t like it was meant to hold you for long.”

Roxas gritted his teeth again at that, feeling a flash of anger go through him. No, it wasn’t getting any easier seeing it again.

Hayner says it’s time for recon and the four of them leave The Usual Spot, though Roxas staggers and falls unconscious.

Xion stiffened in shock as she watched Roxas, worry shoot through her. She wasn’t the only one, both Ven and Kairi leaning forward in worry while Sora looked between Roxas and the screen as if making sure Roxas was indeed okay, and she reached out, grabbing Roxas’s hand from where she had dropped it, holding it tightly. She could feel Axel’s arm at her back and knew the older man was holding Roxas as well. She couldn’t help it but having a tangible connection to Roxas… it made her feel better.

“Are you okay?” Kairi asked and Roxas nodded shortly.

“His heart is returning. Doubtless he’ll awaken very soon.”

Roxas’s face twisted into a snarl at DiZ’s voice, something dark in his chest sparking to life at the sound. Naminé flinched backwards, leaning into Vanitas’s chest, and Xion pressed her lips together, free hand curling into a loose fist. Vanitas caught Naminé as she moved, looking down at her in concern.

“I didn’t realize you could hear us,” Naminé mumbled, shooting Roxas a look out of the corner of her eye before sliding her gaze to Riku. How much had Roxas heard then?

“I couldn’t, not really,” Roxas replied stiffly, physically working to untense each individual muscle. “Just during moments of… lucidity.” He didn’t know how else to explain it.

Roxas awakens, confused, and stands up, looking around. Olette returns for him and tells him to come on.

“Did you not realize you had just fallen unconscious?” Kairi asked as she watched Roxas follow after Olette, seemingly not that worried about the fact that he had just passed out.

Roxas made a face. “More like I bet I wasn’t allowed to realize I had just fallen unconscious,” he responded and Riku looked away.

In a white room, Naminé was watching Sora sleep in a pod.

Naminé blinked in surprise at the screen abruptly shifting to her. She had thought they were only going to focus on Roxas…

Sora was filled with that same morbid curiosity as before as he leaned forward slightly, gazing at the sleeping version of himself. He looked… peaceful.

“Naminé.” Naminé turns to see a man in a black cloak.

Riku winced at seeing himself in Ansem’s form but didn’t turn away. It had been needed, to save Sora, and, partly, it helped him fully tell how much darkness there was within him. Something he was grateful for now.

“Who is that?” Terra asked, clocking the voice as similar to Ansem, if not almost the exact same, but they wouldn’t be working with Ansem. Also, Ansem was dead.

“That’s me,” Riku said, biting his lip ever so slightly as he tried to figure out how to explain it. “I had to release the darkness in my heart to fight Roxas, so it transformed me into Ansem’s form.”

“Can darkness do that?” Ven wondered, interested, and Aqua pressed her hands together. You shouldn’t be asking about that- no, it’s okay. We… we can.  Right?

Riku shrugged. “Mine can,” he replied. “And I assume it would be the same for everyone with darkness like that in them but it’s not like we have other examples.”

Terra wondered, briefly, if he would look different if he released the darkness fully in his heart. He had gotten pretty close to that when fighting Xehanort and he still looked the same so maybe not?

Mickey wished Riku hadn’t needed to do that, but if it ended up helping his son in the end, he wouldn’t be too mad about it.

Naminé says it won’t be much longer and Riku says Sora seems lonely somehow.

“Well, I don’t think I was,” Sora said, rubbing the back of his head with a rueful grin. “I don’t remember anything of that year, honestly.”

“I know,” Riku admitted, shrugging again. “But it was strange to see you so quiet, so still, so alone.” He looked off to the side, remembering countless nights spent sleeping against Sora’s pod, too worried that if he wasn’t there at every extra second, the few precious memories of Sora that he still had would slip away with the night.

Naminé reassures Riku that he shouldn’t worry.

When Sora looked over at Naminé in slight interest, she shrugged. “I knew you would be okay,” she replied with a smile. “You always are.”

Sora returned her smile. Yeah. I am, he thought to himself, pressing his nails into his palm hard enough that he nearly split skin. I’m always okay.

In a dark room, DiZ is looking at several computer screens.

Aqua looked out of the corner of her eyes, seeing Roxas, Xion, and Naminé all react to the man again as they had been the whole time. Worry settled in her stomach as she thought about their reactions. She knew DiZ did something horrible, not just trapping Roxas in the data world, and she was worried for what it was going to be. All the kids had been through so much and if this man added to those struggles in any way, she was going to…

He mutters that they seem to have some contaminants.

“The Dusks?” Kairi checked and both Axel and Riku nodded. She hummed in consideration. She wondered when her and Roxas’s connection was going to make an appearance. How far into the data world was Roxas when he reached out to her.

She huffed, biting the inside of her cheek slightly. She wished she could have done something to help him.

Roxas and the others arrive at the common area, looking around at the different shops. Hayner asks if they found out who got robbed and Pence says yes, rattling off several different shops.

“Just a question,” Mickey said, watching the screen consideringly. “But why photos?” He recalled Roxas having mentioned that it was photos stolen, along with the word, somehow, but why pictures?

“All the pictures had me in them,” Roxas revealed. He couldn’t remember now taking them, those fake memories overwritten with his real memories as he regained them, but he knew that back when he was trying to find the pictures, he could remember taking them with each person.

Mickey nodded in understanding. It made sense then, why the Dusks were targeting those pictures specifically, if they were trying to find Roxas.

Olette says that’s almost everyone in the town who owns a shop and Hayner says they’ll just have to go around and ask them one by one. They go to several shops, but the people believe that the kids, specifically Roxas, are the thieves.

“Well, you can’t completely blame them,” Ven muttered, very much aware to be very careful with his words. Though, he couldn’t tell how attached Roxas was to the time he had spent in the data world, so it might not actually be too bad to play devil’s advocate. “All the photos do have you in them. And other people are going around saying you did it.”

Roxas shrugged. Ven had a good point, he supposed, but he could still remember how it had felt being accused of something, back when he was ‘normal’ and this thing had hurt his brainwashed self. Now, it just seemed like a petty misunderstanding. Though, what wouldn’t he give to actually have that life that had been forced upon him.

The four of them eventually end up at the candy store, where Hayner greets ‘Auntie Elmyra’ and asks if something was stolen. Elmyra says yes, something very important, and Roxas says they didn’t do it, which Elmyra believes.

Kairi blinked. “That’s nice of her,” she murmured, and Roxas furrowed his eyebrows as he tried to remember. While he was grateful he got his original memories back, right now he couldn’t help but wish he had a little bit of those fake ones.

In the end, he simply sighed. “Guess she’s like that,” he replied.

Sora tipped his head to the side while watching the screen. “She reminds me of Aerith,” he noted and several of the teenagers gave the screen a second look. They guessed he had a point.

Olette asks what they took from her and Elmyra says she can’t say the word, but that it was ‘her precious -----’. Pence says them too and Hayner says the culprit is going around stealing ----- and also the word.

Riku rubbed his temples harder, scrubbing one of his hands down his face once he was done with that. That glitch had caused both him and DiZ so many headaches as they worried about whether or not it would break the data scape further. Thankfully, it hadn’t, but maybe that should have been an indicator of how the rest of the week was going to go.

Olette wonders if Seifer knows anything about it and Roxas says they have to go ask him.

“Geeze Roxas, don’t sound so excited about it,” Axel drawled sarcastically, looking down at his friend with a grin, and Roxas elbowed him in the side without even looking at him. Axel wheezed, doubling over slightly.

“Is Seifer really that bad?” Xion questioned and Roxas scrunched up his nose.

“Probably,” he muttered. One thing he was glad to forget.

The four of them ran off to the Sandlot, when they encountered another trio of kids. Fuu calls them thieves and Rai says it was low, with Hayner shouting that they better take that back.

“Oh, these people,” Sora said in realization and several of the watchers turned to them. “Oh, Donald, Goofy, and I encountered their real-world counterparts when we were in Twilight Town,” he explained, waving a hand dismissively. “They were… different.”

Roxas snorted.

Seifer enters, sarcastically telling Hayner nice comeback, and Hayner asks him what did he say. Seifer tells Roxas he can give back the ----- now and Roxas says that he didn’t steal it.

Kairi shook her head in befuddlement, turning to Riku again. “Honestly, why did you add the bullies?” She questioned and Riku lifted his hands in surrender.

“I didn’t do the programming,” he defended, leaning back slightly when she didn’t relent. “It was just easier, I assume, to add everyone.”

Kairi gave him a sideways look but seemed to accept it.

Rai says that they’re the only ones who would and Seifer says that it was undeniable proof that they ‘totally owned you lamers’.

Aqua pressed her head into her hands. “What?” She whispered to herself and Naminé and Vanitas both blinked in confusion, not understanding what Seifer was saying.

Axel was getting flashbacks to his own childhood and running down the streets with Isa and the other kids.

Roxas was actually interested in how his brainwashed self was going to respond to that. If he was himself, he probably would have just blinked and moved on, but he wondered…

Seifer asks if they burned it and says that they don’t need it to prove that Hayner and the others are losers.

Roxas made a note in his head. If Sora lets me be my own person at the end of this, check in with Hayner and the others about… this. He might not completely understand what’s going on, not anymore with his… less than conventional life, but he could understand insults when they were thrown. If Seifer was just as bad in real life, he wouldn’t mind chasing him off, with or without his Keyblade, if Hayner asked.

Fuu says replay and the two groups look like they’re going to start fighting. Seifer says that if they surrender now, he might let it slide, but Roxas simply picks up one of the Struggle bats lying on the ground to match Seifer.

Axel sighed, shaking his head. “You really don’t know when to walk away from a fight, do you?” He knew this wasn’t as bad as other times, this was probably the least threatening situation Roxas had ever been in, but it was the principle of it.

Roxas shrugged with a huff. Of course he couldn’t.

Roxas and Seifer fight with the bats, with Roxas eventually managing to knock the bat from Seifer’s hand and sending the other boy to the ground.

Roxas couldn’t help the pride that filled his chest as he watched himself beat Seifer. It should mean nothing to him, he had no memories of this person after all, but Seifer was a jerk. Also, he had protected Hayner and the others, something that he was glad he did, even if they weren’t really real.

Rai and Fuu rush in to protect Seifer, saying that he’s not feeling so hot and that the tournament will decide.

“Tournament?” Sora asked, interested. He remembered the tournaments from the Olympus Coliseum that he participated in while traveling the world in the past couple of weeks. They were fun.

“Struggle Tournament,” Kairi replied, having heard Hayner and the others talk about it while she was hanging with them before Axel kidnapped her. “It’s a thing there.”

Roxas nodded as well. He remembered the six days well enough and remembered the tournament he had taken part in. And everything else that had happened during that tournament as well.

The three of them and Vivi leave, and Pence moves to take a picture of Roxas.

“Well, that’s going to attract the Dusks,” Axel noted. “Do you think he did it on purpose?”

“Probably not,” Roxas replied, and Axel shrugged.

A Dusk suddenly appears out of nowhere and snatched the camera.

Axel hummed, a flash of smugness rising in him at being proven right.

“The whole camera this time, really?” Vanitas muttered, mostly to himself, but Naminé giggled as she overheard him. He chuckled as well.

“That’s a Dusk?” Ven wondered, tipping his head to the side. He didn’t know what he was expecting but… Reminds me of an Unversed. Those black ones, that always show up first. He looked over at Vanitas, wondering if his other half thought the same thing, but blinked in surprise when he saw Vanitas and Naminé laughing quietly together. …Huh.

The Dusk slinks off as Hayner yelled, asking what was that, and Olette realizes it’s the thief.

Kairi nodded. Of course it was Olette who realized what was happening first. A smile twitched on her face as she remembered the other girl. She would really need to go visit again, once they were out of here. Reassure them that she was okay.

Roxas runs after the Dusk, still holding the Struggle bat, and the other three take off after him, though they can’t keep up. The Dusk goes through a hole in the wall and Roxas follows it, wondering aloud if it was heading for the haunted mansion.

“’Haunted Mansion’?” Terra parroted and Sora perked up.

“Yeah, it’s this old ruin outside of Twilight Town,” he explained. “We found the digital Twilight Town in it.”

“We were using it as our base,” Naminé continued, exchanging glances with Riku. “It was too much of a risk staying in Castle Oblivion when the Organization knew where it was.”

“Plus, the Castle was hard to navigate,” Riku muttered to himself.

Roxas follows the Dusk through the woods, ending up by the haunted mansion.

Xion tipped her head to the side, studying the Roxas onscreen. “Are you going to attack it with the Struggle bat?” She asked, seeing the thing still in her friend’s hand, and Roxas shrugged.

“It was what I had on me,” he defended and Xion shook her head.

“That’s almost as useless as a stick,” she replied and then laughed, remembering that day in Beast’s Castle. Roxas gave her a half-hearted narrow-eyed side glance. She laughed harder.

The Dusk turns to Roxas. “We have come for you, my liege.”

Sora blinked. “Those things can talk?” He yelped, spinning to face the former Organization members. “Could they always talk?”

“I mean, yeah,” Xion said, giving Sora a blank look. “Did you not know that?”

Axel cleared his throat. “Only Nobodies can talk to Nobodies,” he explained. “At least, I think that’s right.”

“Still,” Sora muttered, looking like he was questioning everything.

“Are they… sentient, then?” Terra questioned, giving the Nobody on the screen a look. From what he could gather, the Heartless weren’t sentient, only acting on base instinct, but it seemed to be different for Nobodies…

Axel grimaced then and both Roxas and Xion made a face. If Dusks were truly sentient, it wouldn’t have been such a threat to turn them into one. “Not in the way we are,” Axel explained, waving a hand at Xion and Roxas. “They seem to get some things,” Xion smiled as she remembered the Dusks that would bring back flowers or other trinkets from their times out in other worlds. “but they don’t have any memories of their past selves or any sense of higher cognitive levels. They mostly just follow the orders given to them by the Organization.”

“Every member of the Organization has a subclass of Nobodies that follow them,” Roxas continued. “I had the subclass called the Samurais.”

“What about you?” Kairi questioned, turning to Xion. The other girl made a face.

“I didn’t have one,” she admitted. Her hands tightened in her lap for a moment. It didn’t matter, it’s okay. It doesn’t… hurt.

Sora shook his head slowly. This was news to him.

Roxas is confused but when the Dusk lunges at him, he swings at it with the Struggle bat. The bat does nothing, and Roxas tries again.

“So, they’re similar to the Heartless then,” Aqua noted. She tapped her fingers together. Neither can be destroyed unless with a Keyblade. Or magic from the Keyblade. She hummed. Suppose that makes sense, if they’re kind of the same thing. Coming from the same heart and all.

The bat suddenly transforms into a Keyblade as the world shifts just a little around Roxas.

“I suppose that was you as well,” Roxas snarked, giving Riku a look, but the older boy shook his head.

“No, that was all you,” he explained. “When DiZ figured it out, he was… not the happiest.”

Roxas made a face. “How’d that work then?” He wondered. “I didn’t remember having a Keyblade.”

“Your heart never forgets being a Keyblade Wielder,” Aqua explained carefully. “You could forget consciously, you could have no memory of it, but your heart will always remember it. Someone could go a decade without using their Keyblade, but it’s always there and will even try to be summoned. At least, that’s what the books I’ve read say.”

“Try to be summoned?” Ven asked and Aqua shrugged.

“The person might be interested in things relating to Keyblades or unconsciously try to place themselves in danger in order to initiate the inherent ability to protect themselves via Keyblade.” She tapped her finger against her cheek for a moment. “There’s not been that many cases like that though.”

Roxas blinked, pressing a hand to his chest. Another reason he should have realized he had a heart, he supposed.

Roxas attacks the Dusk again, this time managing to destroy it and sending all the stolen photos fluttering to the ground. Roxas’s Keyblade vanishes.

I do wonder why Roxas’s Keyblade is the exact same as Sora’s, Aqua thought in her head, looking between the two boys. It could be because Roxas is Sora’s Nobody, but if he has his own heart, like he’s mentioned even though they thought in the beginning they didn’t have hearts, he should have his own Keyblade. Her nose scrunched up a little. Another strange thing to add to the list of things then, related to Sora and his friends.

Hayner and the others catch up to Roxas and Pence asks if Roxas is okay, with Roxas saying he is and to look, holding up one of the pictures. Hayner asks if they’re the things that got stolen and Roxas says he thinks so.

Axel shook his head with a rueful grin as he watched the screen. He could applaud the Dusks for their attempts, even if they hadn’t ended up really doing anything. And they had allowed him his first glimpse of his best friend, ever since he had lost him, so he couldn’t get too mad at them for the failed job.

Pence says it looks like it’s all the missing stuff, picking up his camera, and Olette suggests they go back to their usual spot, with the four of them heading off. The screen shows a white void with tall thrones in it.

Roxas and Xion both recoiled. Roxas, because he hated being reminded of anything to do with the Organization that wasn’t related to Xion or Axel, and Xion, because seeing the thrones only reminded her more of the fact that she wasn’t ever supposed to exist. She had never even gotten a throne. Just a puppet, who failed at her duty.

Axel pressed his lips together and curled one of his hands into a fist. He wasn’t proud of what he had done in the past, trying to get Roxas back. And he had a feeling he wouldn’t like watching it back any more than thinking about it.

There are several black cloaked figures sitting in the thrones and the one on the tallest says that they’ve found him at last.

Everyone recognized Xemnas’s voice this time round.

Terra briefly touched the side of his head as a soft headache pulsed through him, pressing a Cure into the side of his head. The place… it looked familiar.

The one sitting on the throne next to him asks if it’s Roxas or the hero and Xemnas says both.

Aqua, Terra, and Ven all narrowed their eyes at the screen. That voice… hadn’t they all heard that voice before?

Another says finding the both of them at once is impossible and is agreed with by someone else, saying that another will is in action.

“DiZ,” Kairi muttered, and Roxas huffed.

Xemnas says it smells like ‘him’ and one of the members asks who he’s talking about. Another says it can’t be.

Axel hummed, feeling his nails bite into his palm. It made sense, in hindsight, that Xemnas was aware of DiZ’s actions, given the identity of the man that Axel hadn’t grasped until now. And that Demyx wouldn’t know who it was, but that Xaldin would.

One of the cloaked figures says the time to act is upon them and Xemnas says they have to discuss strategy, focusing on Axel.

Roxas looked away at that, remembering Axel’s attempts to get him back to the Organization. While he didn’t remember his past the first couple of times, he did that last and yet… it had been Axel then, who had stopped him from returning. Could that maybe have been on purpose? Axel was his best friend, but he wasn’t blind to the fact that Axel had a tendency to place the Organization above him.

In the Usual Spot, the four of them were looking at the pictures and Hayner picks one of them up, asking what’s going on in the photo. Olette realizes they can say the word now.

“Oh good,” Kairi breathed out, shaking her head. It had been weird to continually hear the blank where the word should be, especially because they didn’t have the inherent knowledge of the word that Roxas and the others in the simulation seemed to have.

They look through the photos and realize they’re all of Roxas in some way. Olette says that it makes sense then, why everyone thought it was them.

Ven made a face. “I mean, not really, but sure if you believe that,” he hummed with a shrug. Just because Roxas was in the photos didn’t mean he would take them, but Ven guessed there could be some merit in that logic.

Hayner says to tell them about the picture thief and Roxas says they were just lying there.

“You didn’t remember the Dusk?” Sora asked and Roxas shook his head, shooting another glance at Riku. Riku grimaced. They’d had to work quickly, to make sure that Roxas didn’t remember anything about the outside world. And the Dusks had nearly shattered that.

Hayner asks how they should prove they didn’t take them then and Pence wonders if since all the pictures were of Roxas, if the thief wanted to really steal Roxas instead.

Axel tipped his head to the side for a quick moment. Well, it wasn’t like Pence was wrong…

Roxas grimaced. More like drag me back by force, but ‘steal’ works too, I guess.

Hayner asks who would want to steal a bonehead like Roxas and Olette brings up the picture of the four of them in front of the haunted mansion.

Roxas felt a pang in his heart at that and he closed his eyes for the briefest moment. What was this burning in the back of them?

A hand landed on his and he opened his eyes to see Xion reaching for him again, a soft smile on her face. He did his best to return it. He just… really wanted to see his friends again.

The bells ring in the distance and Olette says it’s time to get going. Hayner says he’ll give all the photos back on his way and the three of them leave.

“Do you remember if people thanked him for returning the photos?” Kairi asked, leaning forward to look at Roxas, and the seemingly fifteen-year-old paused before shaking his head. Kairi shrugged then. “Okay. I hope they did.”

“They’re just data, remember?” Roxas mentioned and Kairi made a face.

“Doesn’t mean they’re not real.”

Mickey frowned at that. Was data real? He didn’t think so but maybe…

Roxas leaves the Usual Spot and closes his eyes against the sun. He hears Sora’s voice in his head. “Where am I?”

Sora blinked in surprise. “I don’t remember that,” he said and Aqua hummed.

“It might be your heart reaching out subconsciously,” she murmured, giving the screen a careful look. “Because you’re connected.”

Roxas made a face.

Roxas asks who’s there and Sora asks who Roxas is.

Ain’t that the big question, Roxas thought with a shake of his head. Am I me, as I think I am, or am I Sora, as everyone else insists me to be? He paused, looking over at Xion who was still holding his hand. I’d rather be me.

DiZ is look at a screen and says that those Organization miscreants had found them.

“’Miscreants’?” Axel parroted, sounding slightly offended, and Riku snorted. Only DiZ would describe the Organization, who had caused countless problems and nearly created Kingdom Hearts for a second time, as miscreants.

“What does that mean?” Xion wondered and Axel thought it over in his head.

“Someone who makes problems for others,” he explained after a moment and Xion nodded after a second. It wasn’t like DiZ was wrong, though she hated giving him that.

Riku asks why the Dusks would steal photos and DiZ says they’re both nothing more than data and the Nobodies couldn’t tell the difference.

Roxas snarled slightly. He wasn’t data, he was real! They had just shoved him into a data space.

Riku couldn’t look at the screen for a long time, still unused to seeing his past self in Ansem’s form, even though up to about two days ago, he had lived several weeks in Ansem’s form. And while it wasn’t as bad as before, before he accepted his own darkness, it still wasn’t the greatest to look at.

DiZ says they’re running out of time and to tell Naminé she must hurry.

Naminé looked away at that. Hurrying was why Sora’s missing memories from before, she thought with a huff. In the end, I was so stressed and worried that I was just going through the black cloaks- “Oh,” she said aloud as things clicked into place in her mind, and several of the teenagers turned to her.

Vanitas looked down at her. “Naminé?” He asked and she looked around at them.

“Sorry,” she apologized, focusing on Sora. “But I just realized why you’re missing that memory. It’s because it was Xemnas and in the end, with all the stress I was under, I probably saw that memory, saw the black cloak in it, and then didn’t have time to fully check it before I buried it like the others from Castle Oblivion.”

Sora blinked. “Oh,” he said, accidentally copying what Naminé had said earlier. “Well…”

“Were you really under that much stress?” Kairi wondered and both Riku and Naminé made faces at that.

“”Yes,”” they both answered before giving each other a surprised look. Riku might not have been doing the actual work, but he could see how stressed Naminé was. Especially with how abusive DiZ was.

Vanitas narrowed his eyes at the man on the screen at that confession. He didn’t like the man and every time Naminé revealed more about him, that hatred went up.

Riku leaves and returns to Naminé’s room.

“Why does it look so much like Castle Oblivion?” Terra asked, clocking that as strange, and Naminé grimaced.

“Ask DiZ,” she muttered, and Vanitas’s arms tightened around her ever so slightly. She leaned backwards into his chest.

She closes her sketchbook as he enters, and he asks what she was drawing. She tells him she’s drawing the castle and Riku tells her time is running out.

Telling me to go faster rarely works, Naminé thought with a shake of her head. She didn’t blame Riku, it was always DiZ pushing them, but she had taken those times to just sit and draw, to make sure she didn’t go insane. She kind of needed them.

Naminé says she promised and when Riku questions her, she doesn’t elaborate, instead picking up her sketchbook.

Naminé looked over to the cushion next to her, where the sketchbook she had now was balanced. She doubted she would be able to keep it once they finished watching all the things the Ancient Keyblade Wielder had wanted them to watch, but she kind of wished she could. She also wondered what happened to her old one. She had left it in the mansion if she remembered properly, but the past couple of weeks had been a whirlwind of crazy things, so she might be misremembering.

Roxas dreams of Sora’s adventures again, including his meeting with Donald and Goofy and learning about the Keyblade. Roxas wakes up, murmuring about a ‘Keyblade’.

Aqua nodded her head. While it probably was just Roxas getting flashes of Sora’s memories, it also lent itself to the theory she had read about and explained to the kids in the room. No one forgets about being a Keyblade Wielder. It’s an intrinsic part of you and you would do anything you could to remember being one, if, tragically, you forgot about it.

Roxas heads to the Usual Spot, stopping on the way and muttering about the ‘Keyblade’ again. He picks up a stick and waves it around, wondering what yesterday was about.

Xion snickered. “Roxas, that’s a stick,” she whispered to him and Roxas leaned over Axel’s lap, swatting at her head as she giggled louder.

“Shut,” he hissed back, a flush on his face, and she just laughed harder.

Axel looked down at the two of them, a fond smile creeping up his face despite his efforts to stop it. It was just… nice, to see them acting like the kids they were, instead of the traumatized soldiers the world had turned them into. That Axel’d had a hand in turning them into.

Roxas tosses the stick behind him, and it hits a cloaked man standing there.

Roxas swung his head around to Riku, suddenly forgetting about Xion. “That was you, wasn’t it?” He accused, able to see it now that he wasn’t drowning in false memories and mysterious dreams. How hadn’t he realized it sooner? “And later, at the train station!”

“Yes,” Riku admitted, and Roxas slumped back on the couch, throwing his arms in the air. Unbelievable. He almost wanted to bring up what happened at the train station, but how do you say, ‘you robbed me!’ without bringing up a lot of questions?

“Um, why are you standing there, Riku?” Kairi asked, clearing her throat slightly and looking between Riku and the screen.

“I… wanted to make sure nothing from the previous day had messed with Roxas too much,” Riku explained after a moment, decidedly not mentioning that he also wanted to see if Roxas was remembering anything of Sora and thus, would allow Sora to awaken sooner. “Clearly, it did, but not in a way that affected him too much.”

Roxas huffed, looking away and crossing his arms. Why wasn’t he surprised?

Roxas apologizes as the cloaked man walked away.

Roxas wrinkled his nose. If he had known who it was, he wouldn’t have apologized to him. He probably would have attacked him, honestly, either with his Keyblade or the brick against the far wall if his blade failed him.

Roxas mutters weird and hurries to the Usual Spot. The others are there, eating ice cream, and Hayner hands him an extra.

All three former Organization members perked up at the sight of Sea Salt Ice Cream, but it was tinged with a feeling of melancholy for all of them. When had been the last time the three of them had managed to eat ice cream together on the clock tower? Would they ever get to again?

Sora tipped his head to the side. That ice cream looked familiar…

Pence asks if they think they’ll always be together like this and Olette replies that she hopes so. Hayner asks where that came from, and Pence says that he was just thinking out loud.

Roxas sucked in a breath at that, seeing the sunset behind his eyes and the words exchanged with Axel and Xion, unknowing of everything that was about to come for them. From the way Xion’s breath stuttered, he could tell she probably got the same flashbacks as he did.

“Does… does the data scape take from past memories?” Xion asked after a moment, turning to look at Riku after she had managed to compose herself. “Like the floors on Castle Oblivion did?”

“Not really,” Riku explained, though he was aware he wasn’t the end all authority on the data world. “It just takes data from the real people it’s based of off. Why do you ask?”

Xion swallowed. “No reason.” She could tell she wasn’t really believed, but none of the others decided to press it, something she, and Roxas, were grateful for.

Hayner says they can’t be together forever and says isn’t that part of growing up?

Is it though? Aqua thought, looking at Ven and Terra on either side of her out of the corner of her eye. Why couldn’t we be together forever? Why couldn’t we stay together, instead of being torn apart by forces out of and within our control?

Kairi slumped her shoulders, looking over at Sora and Riku for the briefest moment. It’s true, she thought with a bittersweet smile. We won’t be able to stay together forever. Even now, we’re… distant. She rolled her shoulders back and straightened her back slightly. But that doesn’t mean we can’t reforge our bonds. Even if they’re a little… she looked at the way Sora’s and Riku’s hands were almost touching. …different.

I wish it wasn’t, Axel shook his head, memories of Isa and ‘Ri flashing through his mind, sun-stained mornings and crisp nights swirling around in a jumble of broken innocence. But sometimes… sometimes the ones we love most leave us. He remembered, or didn’t remember, his parents and the hole they left in his and ‘Ri’s life. And there’s nothing we can do about that. All we can do is… ‘Ri’s smile and Isa’s laughter drifted through his mind. … move on.

I suppose I wouldn’t know, Vanitas thought with a shake of his head. He looked down at Naminé. But I refuse to lose the one person who seems to care about me, for whatever strange reason.

Mickey couldn’t help but think about all the people he had lost in his long lifetime. More than he could count and more than he would remember.

Hayner says what’s important isn’t how much they see each other but how much they think about each other.

“You sure you haven’t met him before?” Roxas asked, directing the question at Sora. “Seems like something you sappy Somebodies would say.”

“Hey!” Sora objected though he couldn’t tell if that was supposed to be an insult. Roxas shook his head with a soft grin.

Pence asks if he got that off of a fortune cookie and Hayner tells him no more ice cream.

“Does that mean I’m a fortune cookie?” Sora grumbled, lightheartedly, to himself, and Kairi gave him a faux considering look.

“Well…” she started, and he immediately spun on her, nearly pouncing on her and making her laugh.

“Don’t you dare!” He joked and she laughed harder. Riku shook his head, long sufferingly.

Hayner notes that the day is turning out to be such a drag and Olette says it’s probably because of the memory thief from the day before. Hayner says no and that it’s because they don’t want summer vacation to be over.

Ven tipped his head to the side. “What’s summer vacation?” He asked and got six head turns in his direction.

“You don’t know what summer vacation is?” Sora questioned and Ven made a face.

“I mean, I know what summer is and I know what vacation is,” he said defensively. “So I can make a logical guess, but I’ve never heard of it before.”

“Don’t you go to school?” Kairi asked and Terra hummed.

“Well, we more lived at our school that went there,” he explained. “And it wasn’t… regulated, as I know some other schools are. It was a Keyblade school, to start.”

“You just had school… year-round?” Axel sounded baffled and at Terra’s and Aqua’s nods, shook his head. “Sounds like torture.”

“It wasn’t,” Aqua defended but she couldn’t find it in her to say more. Sure, it got overwhelming sometimes especially when most of it was dedicated to becoming Masters and preparing for the Mark of Mastery. Ever since she and Terra were twelve if she was remembering correctly, though they had gotten their Keyblades at ten. Everything had been about passing that test and proving their lives worthy of defending the light. But it wasn’t that bad. Right?

“Well, in most schools, you only go about three quarters of the year,” Riku explained to Ven specifically, though the others were listening in. “And the fourth quarter, the summer month usually, is off school.”

“What do you do then?” Ven asked and Riku shrugged.

“Hang out with friends,” he said.

“Eat ice cream,” Axel added.

“Swordfight.” Came Sora’s addition. Aqua and Terra could understand that last one but…

“Huh,” Aqua murmured. She didn’t know what she would do with three months of doing absolutely nothing. Probably just study more.

Hayner says they should go to the beach.

Xion and Roxas both flinched. Axel’s nails broke skin through his gloves.

Are you sure the data scape isn’t taking ideas from the real world? Went through all their heads.

Hayner says they haven’t gone all summer, and they should just get on the train and go. When they don’t seem enthused, Hayner asks why and Olette reminds him that they’re broke.

Sora, Kairi, and Riku all winced at that. They remembered that feeling well, though munny was less used on the Destiny Islands and they could usually find things in the foliage or scavenging if they truly needed something. But even though they could find good coconuts or strawberries in the bushes, sometimes it was nice to be able to buy a good watermelon and eat it.

Hayner says to leave it to him and says it’s time to hit Market Street. He runs out and the three of them run after him, ducking through the different alleys before ending in front of a Struggle tournament poster.

Roxas got that feeling in his chest again, the longing. He wished… he really wished his life could have been like the one he had in the data scape. No Organization messing with anything, no Somebodies and Nobodies to be forced to reconcile with, no puppets and Keyblades and everything else that had dragged him and Xion and Axel apart from each other. Just living normally, with normal problems and normal jobs… he wished he could have it but he knew he couldn’t. Even if he was allowed to live after this, he would be required to fight against whatever was coming next. That was his job as a Keyblade Wielder, after all.

Even if he didn’t want it to be.

Hayner says he and Roxas have to make the finals and then, no matter who wins, the four of them should split the prize. Roxas says Hayner’s on and the two of them tap arms.

Struggle was fun, Roxas thought with a smile. Like a less deadly version of fighting. I think Xion would like it, if we ever get to play it again.

The four of them debate together and decide they each need to get 800 munny before the train leaves that afternoon. They decide to meet back up once they have the munny and as Hayner runs off, Pence asks didn’t Hayner say he had it covered, and the others laugh.

“How were you going to get that much munny?” Kairi questioned, debating it in her head. 800 wasn’t too much in the grand scheme of things, but still, in only a few hours?

“There were always odd jobs around the town,” Roxas explained with a shrug before pausing. “At least, in the data world.”

“It’s true in the real world as well,” Sora interjected, leaning forward a little as he remembered. “We saw a ‘help wanted’ board as we travelled through the town a couple of days ago. A couple boards actually.”

Axel nodded. It made sense that there were things like that. It had been the same in Radiant Garden, especially around the summer vacation months. Shop owners and people looking for help knew that there would be teenagers free and wanting munny to do jobs that would usually cost more if they hired someone professional.

Roxas and the others split off and Roxas heads up to the help wanted board. DiZ is sitting in front of his screen.

Roxas rolled his eyes. “And we’re back to him,” he grumbled out with a shake of his head and Xion reached out and squeezed his hand again. He gave her a smile in return.

“He’s always sitting at that screen,” Kairi noted with morbid curiosity. “Did he ever go anywhere else?”

“Rarely,” Riku revealed, and Kairi hummed.

Riku comes up behind him and says DiZ called for him and DiZ tells him his reckless actions will get them in trouble.

“Hey!” Sora yelped, giving DiZ a flat look and ruffling his shoulders slightly as he sat up. “Riku wouldn’t!”

“I kind of did, seeing Roxas as I did,” Riku admitted but he could tell Sora wasn’t really listening to him.

DiZ says Riku went to the data scape and Riku says he did. Ansem says Roxas must seem like a different person and all it took was a bit of meddling with his memories.

Roxas snarled, the very air around him sparking as his anger leaked out into the real world. His eyes lit up ever so slightly and Axel had to yank his arm back from where it was wrapped around the younger boy in order to not get singed.

Xion and Naminé both had similar reactions, if more subdued and without the magic, and Kairi felt sick at DIZ’s blatant… gloating of messing with Roxas’s memories. Sora felt something dark hit him in the chest, though he did he best to suppress it. Both Terra and Aqua felt rage build in them.

Vanitas’s arms tightened around Naminé, and he hadn’t felt this much rage in him since… How dare that man even say that?! He didn’t know why he was feeling that, Roxas was barely a person he had interacted with and yet…

Mickey slumped in his seat, pressing his clasped hands to his forehead for a moment. He could feel tears burning in the back of his eyes but shoved them back down. Oh Ansem, what happened to you?

Axel, very slowly, reached back down to Roxas, placing a hand on his shoulder when the magic surrounding the boy didn’t bite back at him. “Roxas?” He questioned. “You okay?”

Roxas sat stock still for a moment before abruptly turning and pressing his face into Axel’s side. The older man made a quiet noise of surprise but didn’t move, instead changing his arm to wrap around the boy again as the air calmed around him. He thought he heard a muttered “I’m fine” but he wasn’t sure.

Riku cuts DiZ off, asking if he has an assignment for him.

Riku grimaced at that. He should have done more, for Roxas, for Naminé. But he just… he needed Sora back. Needed the boy he loved back.

DiZ says yes and that they’ve encountered a bit of a problem. He says he needs Riku to go in there again and this time, make sure their paths do cross.

Roxas was tempted to say something at that, to shoot Riku a look, to do something, but there was still lingering anger in his veins from DiZ’s comments. He still felt like he only had a hair thin control on the magic in him at the moment and beyond that… Beyond that, something about DiZ’s comments had snapped something in him and he still didn’t know what that was yet.

Roxas and the others meet back up at the train station, all compiling their money together.

“What? We don’t get to see what you had to do to get the munny?” Xion asked, trying to add some levity back into the room. She didn’t know if it worked.

Roxas peeled his face away from Axel’s side and gave her a small smile. “Guess not,” he murmured, and she swallowed slightly.

Olette says that with what they got and what they already had, they now have 5000 munny.

Sora stared at the little purse Olette was holding in her hands. Was that…? It couldn’t be and yet… Did Mickey ever tell me how he got the purse?

Olette hands the purse to Roxas and Pence says it’s time to get tickets, with Olette and Pence running ahead. Hayner tells Roxas that they can’t be together forever, so they have to make the time they do have something to remember.

All the watchers in the room felt the atmosphere shift slightly to something more melancholy. They didn’t have forever, that much was true. Most of them had already lost that precious time they had taken for granted. Axel and Xion were dead. Roxas and Naminé a part of their Somebodies again. Terra was imprisoned in his own heart while Aqua was stranded in the Realm of Darkness. Ven and Vanitas had no idea was had happened to them after the destruction of their shared heart.

And yet, was what happened to them… worth remembering?

Roxas is surprised by what Hayner said but Hayner punches him in the air with a ‘gotcha’ and runs after the others. Roxas starts to follow but trips and is caught by Riku.

Ven jumped in surprise. “When did you get there?” He questioned and Riku shrugged.

“It was a data world that we controlled,” he explained. “I could get in almost anywhere.”

And leave almost anywhere, Roxas thought, remembering the way that Riku had just vanished after this. Along with our munny.

Roxas is shocked and Riku murmurs something to him. Hayner calls for Roxas and suddenly, Riku is gone.

Several of the teenagers blinked at that. “No wonder you were so confused,” Kairi muttered. “If Riku’s just been popping in and out of your life for a while until you remember your memories.”

“Well, not just Riku,” Roxas noted, finally speaking, and Naminé ducked her head a little, a smile crossing her face. Leaving to meet Roxas was still one of the things she was most proud of doing. Especially against DiZ.

Roxas runs to meet the others and Hayner requests four tickets from the booth. When Pence asks Roxas for the munny, he attempts to grab it but finds it gone.

“You stole the munny from him?” Kairi asked blankly, turning to stare Riku down, and the older boy wilted slightly under her gaze.

“We couldn’t let them go to the beach,” he attempted to defend but Kairi clearly wasn’t that swayed by it.

Sora blinked a little. That’s where the munny came from?

Roxas says the munny is gone and moves to return outside. When his friends ask him what he’s doing, he says he had the munny before he fell and that the guy must have taken it.

“Why couldn’t they go to the beach? Specifically?” Aqua asked, looking over at Riku, and the sixteen-year-old sighed.

“There wasn’t one in the data scape,” he said. “It’s just Twilight Town and the surrounding woods. Believe me, I brought it up to DiZ as well.”

Roxas scoffed quietly. Yeah right.

Naminé rolled her eyes. Of course, DiZ wouldn’t let Roxas have that little moment of happiness.

Xion couldn’t help the way she was just the slightest bit glad Roxas didn’t go to the beach. She wanted the three of them to go to the beach together for the first time. Sure, she had been to a couple when Roxas was unconscious, but only to grab seashells and leave. And collapse into Riku’s arms that one time. The first time they all actually spent time at the beach, she kind of wanted them to be together. Maybe that made her selfish.

Roxas’s friends are confused and when Roxas says he couldn’t have gone far, Hayner asks what guy he’s talking about. Roxas is confused and Olette notes that the train is leaving.

“Could none of the data people see you?” Terra asked and Riku nodded his head. It was just easier that way and making Roxas unable to see him as well would have been difficult and slightly defeated the purpose.

The four of them leave the station and Roxas is confused, knowing that someone was there. Riku returns to the mansion, where he’s surprised to see Naminé waiting for him.

“Walking around?” Vanitas asked Naminé quietly and the girl shrugged.

“I couldn’t just stay put if I had nothing to do,” she admitted. “And I knew Riku was going to visit Roxas. I… promised someone I’d keep an eye on him.” Vanitas eyes the couch next to them, where the three former Nobodies sat. If he had to guess, it was probably the girl who extracted that promise from Naminé.

Naminé says she heard Riku was visiting Roxas and Riku says yes before walking away.

Riku winced at that. That could be seen as rude but he just… he had so much on his mind. With seeing Roxas and talking to him even though he hadn’t meant to, wanting to do anything he could to get Sora back. It had just been… a lot.

Naminé quietly tells Riku it’s all right and she can feel Sora. Roxas and his friends are eating ice cream up on the clock tower.

Roxas, Xion, and Axel all felt a spear through their hearts. What they wouldn’t give to be up there one more time…

Aqua couldn’t help the stab of anxiety that went through her as she witnessed that. There were no safety rails at all. They could get seriously hurt.

Olette tells Roxas his ice cream is melting, and Roxas apologizes. Hayner tells him to forget it already and Pence says it was weird though.

“Is it because they’re data that they’re not reacting so badly?” Kairi questioned. She realized she was asking a lot of questions about the data scape and its rules, but it was fascinating to her. A whole other world, created from computers. And real live people in there. Because they had to be alive, right?

“Yep,” Riku confirmed, and she nodded to him.

Roxas says what Riku told him “Can you feel Sora?” and is confused by it.

Sora grimaced at that. More and more, it was clear that DiZ and Riku were working to pull Roxas to Sora forcefully, no matter what it took. And that… that left a bad taste in his mouth.

Hayner says they can always try again tomorrow, and Pence agrees, saying that summer vacation isn’t over. Olette says they should probably go home and the three of them leave, with Olette telling Roxas not to worry about it.

Kairi smiled at the girl. Not for the first time, she wanted to visit Twilight Town again, see the group. Reassure them she was fine and just spend time doing normal kid things. Something she knew would be in short supply once whatever conflict they had been brought here to stop started.

Roxas looks out over the sunset for a final moment before standing and leaving.

Roxas closed his eyes. “Bet you don’t know why the sunset’s red.” Why couldn’t they just live? Why couldn’t he just live? Why did he have to die for Sora?

DiZ is watching a screen, muttering for Naminé to hurry.

Naminé felt herself roll her eyes again.

He realizes that Riku’s returned and Riku asks if it was really that hard to make a beach.

Roxas blinked in surprise at that. So, apparently Riku hadn’t been lying when he had said that earlier. Well, he guessed the stopped clock is right twice a day. Or however the saying applied to a liar.

DiZ says it would give the enemy another entry point.

Literally none of the watchers believed that sentence.

Riku asks what they should do with the pouch and DiZ remarks that they could always use it to buy some Sea Salt Ice Cream before laughing and telling Riku that objects from the data world shouldn’t be brought into the real world and to destroy it. He turns back to the screen.

“Is it… bad then, that I still have it?” Sora brought up and Roxas’s head snapped up.

“You still have it?” He questioned and Sora looked over at him. He slowly reached into one of the pockets of his jacket and pulled out the pouch. There was no more munny in it, Sora stored that in the Gummi Ship, but there was…

Tightening the strings of the pouch so it wouldn’t fall out, he gently tossed the pouch across the room to Roxas. It clearly meant more to the other boy than it did to him.

Roxas caught it easily, eyes raking across the stitches on the fabric. Truly, it shouldn’t mean anything to him, a relic of the time when he was imprisoned and brainwashed, but he couldn’t help…

He shifted it in his hands and his fingers caught on something in the pouch. Pulling open the strings, he blinked as a small, blue orb made of crystal landed in his palm.

He stared at it.

There was burning in the back of his eyes.

Why couldn’t he live that life? Why did he have to die?

With a shaky breath, he slowly curled his hand into a fist around the crystal, tucking it securely into his chest. He still… he still had to get through a couple more days and then his own…

But maybe, just maybe, he could do it.

Please let him be able to do it.

Notes:

Be me. Be working on this chapter late into the night. Your friend texts you, telling you about a gas leak. Wake up family. Nearly have panic attack. Get info through friend's police scanner that it's not the personal gas lines that go into houses. Get order to stay inside and more info will follow. Family goes back to bed. You return to finish this chapter. WTF is my life.

So, this originally was going to be one long chapter but I made you all wait long enough, so this is just the first third. Parts 2 and 3 will hopefully be out soon. Long enough chapter though, I hope?

I want to just extend a massive thanks to all of you for your understanding for these past couple of weeks. I understand that this was a long wait for another chapter and I'm just thankful you are all so kind and understanding. It's been tough the past couple of weeks but I'm finally falling back into the swing of things. We just have to keep moving, like we always do.

Also, KH2 is going to be a lot longer than both KH1 and CoM. For context, the cutscene compilation for KH1 was 4 1/2 hours and CoM was 5 1/2. KH2 is 13 hours and that's not counting the Timeless River and Hundred Acre Woods, that I'm going to have to track down. This is going to be a long section of the story.

Notes:
1. All the explanation I had Riku doing about the simulation was what I believe happened. They don't ever give us a proper explanation of what's happening besides 'it's a data world' so I'm trying to make it make a little more sense.
2. Several of the those added Namine scenes come from the novel, if you were wondering what they were.
3. Roxas's thoughts about Axel are supposed to be wrong. He hasn't seen Axel's scenes from 358/2 and doesn't know what Axel went through to makes sure he and Xion both stayed alive. This will be rectified eventually.

The amount of times that I misspelled Dusks as Ducks cannot be understated. This is going to be a problem the whole story, I can tell.

Also, just a random thing, but I reread a lot of your comments during the break, to try and help myself get back into reading. And when I noticed that a lot of your comments were about Vanitas (I'm not mad about this in the slightest, I love the angsty boi as well) it occurred to me that I almost didn't include Vanitas in this story. He was a last-minute addition that I didn't feel so great about but man am I glad I did. Never would have discovered my love for the Vanitas/Namine/Repliku ship that way. Or my just in general love for our favorite sentient darkness.

I'm going on break from school very soon, once I get finals done in a week, and then I'll have almost four weeks of uninterrupted time so I'm hoping to all the gods that I'll get more writing done those weeks. Pray for me, guys. Again, thanks for all the understanding, comments and Kudos are always appreciated, and I'll see you guys in the next chapter!

Chapter 42: Summer Vacation: Part 2

Notes:

Before you guys read, I would just like to thank you guys one more time for all the support over my hiatus. It meant more to me than you'll ever know.

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

Roxas dreams of more of Sora’s adventures, up to confronting Riku in Neverland.

Kairi hummed, comparing Roxas’s dreams to what she had witnessed while watching Sora’s previous adventure. It seemed like…

Riku, having heard her hum, looked over at her. “What is it?” He questioned and she shook her head.

“It’s going in chronological order,” she noted with a shrug. “That’s all.”

As Roxas slowly starts to awaken, Naminé is standing in the corner of the room.

Several people jumped at that, and Roxas turned to look at her. “I knew you were there,” he accused her light-heartedly and she shrugged with a slightly guilty smile.

“If it makes you feel better, I wasn’t there for long,” she told him. “I just wanted to meet you properly.”

Vanitas couldn’t help but laugh slightly under his breath. Naminé looked up at him. “Like you’ve never done something like that before,” she countered to him, mostly guessing as she didn’t actually know what he had done before he ended up there, and Vanitas thought for a moment before tipping his head to the side in acknowledgement. Not the exact same but it wasn’t like he hadn’t been waiting for Ventus to return to his room for a couple of minutes back when… Though he didn’t know if the two things were comparable.

Roxas seems to sense something and looks over, but Naminé is gone.

“I knew someone was there,” Roxas muttered again, mostly to himself, and Xion laughed lightly. He played with the crystal in his hands, rolling it along his palm. It… calmed him, somewhat.

Axel knew that this was something to laugh about now, but there was a slightly sick feeling in his stomach as he couldn’t help but remember the number of times Saix had awoken him while he was sleeping for one thing or another, bypassing all barriers Axel had tried to put up. Usually, to have him commit some act for their plan. He knew it wasn’t the same but…

Roxas returns to the Usual Spot and finds a note from Hayner. “Meet at the station. Today’s the day with hit the beach! And don’t sweat it about the munny!”

Ven had a feeling he knew what the answer would be, but he still turned to Roxas. “Did you make it?” He asked after a second of thinking it over. It was clear how much going to the beach meant to Roxas but given what Ven had heard DiZ say earlier in the recording…

“No,” Roxas responded, slightly sourly. It grated on him, it did, but maybe… maybe they could still make it to the beach, eventually. They were all some sort of alive, if only in this pocket dimension, so maybe there was a chance for all of them, even Axel and Xion, to live in the real world again too. And then they could go to the beach together.

Honestly, if anyone could make it happen, it would be Sora.

Roxas heads out of the Usual Spot and sees Olette and Pence. He calls to them and they start to head in his direction, only to freeze in place.

“What’s happening?” Aqua asked, her eyes flicking between the screen and those who would probably know, mainly Roxas and Naminé.

“I wanted to see Roxas,” Naminé explained. “I paused the datascape for a moment so I could talk to him, if only for a second.”

“And you could just… do that?” Xion questioned and Naminé nodded. Axel made a face, remembering that well. Or what he assumed happened, when Roxas suddenly disappeared from in front of him.

Roxas starts to run to his friends, confused, and Naminé appears in front of him, greeting him.

A couple of the teenagers jumped at her sudden appearance. Kairi shook her head. “I think you and Riku are abusing the ‘I can appear anywhere I want’ thing too much,” she informed her Nobody easily, simply raising an eyebrow at the girl.

Naminé didn’t look too repentant.

Roxas says hi back.

“That’s easy acceptance,” Axel noted with a smirk and Roxas shook his head.

“I was confused,” he defended, rolling the crystal from one hand to the other. “Though I did recognize her. From my dream.”

“I though you only dreamed of me?” Sora asked and Roxas nodded to him.

“Mostly just you, yes,” he explained, biting the inside of his cheek. He mostly remembered what he was talking about. He tried to focus on the crystal in his hands, to not let the emotions that were swirling inside of him leak out in any way that wasn’t through his voice. “But I’d had a brief flash of Naminé at the end of one, that previous night. Plus, I saw her in my room, if only for a second.”

Roxas starts to ask who Naminé is, but Naminé stops him, saying she just wanted to meet him at least once.

Xion aimed a smile at the girl, gratefulness swelling up in her. She was glad that Naminé kept her promise to look after Roxas once she was gone. Even if the girl couldn’t completely protect him from DiZ, Xion wasn’t sure anyone could, she was clearly doing her best. And Xion had to be grateful for that.

“Why?” Ven asked and Naminé paused then. She pressed her lips together, feeling her hands shake for just a moment.

“Because I knew he wasn’t going to be around for long,” she admitted after a second, her voice quieter than before and she wouldn’t meet anyone’s eyes. “And I made a promise, to look after him.” Even if she didn’t remember Xion in the end, she still had that faint feeling of the promise. Of knowing that watching over Roxas was one of the most important things she had to do.

It was like Mickey had been saying. The mind forgets, but the heart remembers.

“You did?” Roxas lifted his head at that, turning to look at the girl. “I didn’t know that. Who’d you promise?” He had a feeling but…

“Me,” Xion answered. Roxas nodded, not really surprised. It only made sense that it would be Xion. And it wasn’t like he wouldn’t do the same, had their positions been reversed. If he knew that Xion would go in a world without him or Axel, in a world just as dangerous as theirs was, he would want someone to be looking after her as well.

Roxas is confused, questioning if it’s really him she wanted to meet, and Naminé confirms that. She then turns and walks away.

Vanitas snorted. “Quick meeting,” he noted, mostly to Naminé, and he wheezed slightly when she elbowed him in the gut. She had a habit of doing that, apparently.

“I couldn’t stay long, or DiZ would notice,” she defended and Riku winced.

“Well, he noticed you anyways,” he admitted with a grimace and Naminé made a face.

“Of course he did,” she grumbled, scrunching up her nose. “He didn’t seem to do anything that week but watch the monitors.”

“Nothing bad happened from you visiting me, right?” Roxas asked, worried for the girl, and Naminé shook her head, causing Roxas to relax slightly.

“Nothing out of the normal,” she assured him and Aqua, Terra, and Mickey all clocked that she didn’t refute the ‘bad’ part of that statement. Mickey felt his shoulders slump slightly.

Olette and Pence unfreeze and run up to Roxas, with Pence telling Roxas that Olette dragged him along to go shopping.

Both Sora and Riku made a face at that. While it didn’t happen that often, they could both recall different circumstances in which they had been dragged by Kairi and Selphie to one shop or another. It wasn’t bad, per say, but the both of them each time had spent the whole trip thinking about what they would do at the Play Island once they got there.

Kairi gave them both a side eye, as if she knew what they were thinking about.

Olette asks if Roxas wants to come too and Roxas is confused, asking if they saw Naminé, but cuts himself off when he notices that Naminé has vanished.

Roxas shook his head slightly, rolling his eyes for a quick moment though without any actual malice. The things Naminé and Riku had put him through while they popped in and out of the datascape…

Naminé huffed out a small laugh upon seeing his expression.

Pence asks if Roxas is okay, and Roxas says it’s nothing. Olette says they’ll see him later then and the two of them leave.

Kairi wondered, again, if she would have the chance to go see the group of kids once more after they got out of the watching. It would be fun, to spend time with kids who were both normal and had some basic idea of things happening outside of their world. They weren’t too pulled into it yet and she hoped that she would be able to be friends with them. As well as them being friends with Roxas, obviously.

Roxas looks where Naminé disappeared before running after her.

You won’t find her, Riku thought, dropping his gaze down to his hands as yet another wave of guilt washed over him. You couldn’t do anything, just… you were subject to all of our whims. And we shouldn’t have done that.

I just needed Sora back.

Naminé is watching Roxas from atop a building and jumps when Axel greets her from behind her.

Roxas blinked in surprise, turning to look at Axel. “I thought you only showed up at the struggle tournament?”

Axel shrugged slowly, unable to meet Roxas’s eyes. “I needed to scope out the area,” he defended unnecessarily. “See if it was different from the real Twilight Town.” And I needed to find you. I needed to see you.

Naminé is apprehensive and surprised, and Axel says it looks like they just keep running into each other.

“You’re surprised to see him,” Aqua noted as she watched the interaction, looking over at Naminé quickly before looking away. She didn’t want to stare at Vanitas long after all, not when she had promised herself to keep the peace. “Why’s that?”

“I thought he had died in Castle Oblivion,” Naminé answered, shrugging loosely, and Axel nodded slowly to himself, remembering the conversation from just a few weeks ago well. “I hadn’t realized he was still alive.

Naminé greets him by name and Axel tells her he’s not a ghost if that’s what she’s thinking. She asks him why he’s there and he replies that he’s just following orders.

All three of the former Organization members flinched.

Xion looked down at her hands, remembering a confrontation in a courtyard and white stones reflecting her own morose face back at her.

Roxas ground his teeth together, the memory of clanging steels and raging fire echoing in his ears, drawled words becoming more and more frantic.

Axel slammed his eyes closed. He should have done more, should have rebelled sooner, shouldn’t have been so afraid of turning into a Dusk that he would go against one of his only friend’s final wishes.

The rest of the watchers all saw the flinches but none of them said anything. It wasn’t really any of their places.

Naminé says she sees, and Axel asks her why she’s there, causing her to stop and think.

Naminé remembered the confusion that had gone through her at that, when she had stopped to think about it. She hadn’t really known what she wanted to do, she was following DiZ and Riku’s lead. Just trying to survive, trying to make things right.

But now, she would follow her own lead. When they got out of there, when she got her own body like Sora was so sure they could, she would be the one driving herself. She would have Vanitas and maybe Repliku if Aqua was correct and she would control her own destiny.

She wouldn’t allow it any other way.

Axel tells Naminé that she’s the only one who can save ‘him’ and Naminé is confused.

Naminé looked over at the older man. “Were you talking about Roxas then?” She asked. “Or Sora?”

Axel paused, eyes going distant for a second. “Perhaps both,” he eventually replied, and she nodded at the unsaid words.

Axel asks her if she’s ‘got it memorized’ and vanishes. Roxas runs into the forest, still looking around for Naminé.

Kairi tipped her head to the side. “Were you heading to the Haunted Mansion?” She asked, remembering where Roxas had been running before they cut to Axel and Naminé, and Roxas nodded, before pausing.

“Well, I was certainly heading in that direction,” he answered. “But I was mostly just following Naminé. The crack in the wall, and then the forest, were the only places she could have gone, so I was just following that.”

Roxas looks around the forest, noticing that it’s darker than before, and a portal suddenly appears in front of him, several Dusks coming out of it.

Riku made a face. No matter how much work DiZ had done, how much they had tried to patch up the datascape, the Dusks kept getting in. Perhaps that was a sign that they should have let Roxas go.

“Is that how they got into the datascape?” Aqua asked and Riku nodded. Roxas couldn’t answer, as he didn’t really know.

“Yeah,” Riku responded. “They kept creating portals like that.

One of the Dusks lunges at Roxas, grabbing him by the wrist, but Roxas pulls himself out of their grip, telling them to let him go.

Axel made a face. He really couldn’t be mad at the Dusks for how they chose to handle Roxas, all they had been instructed to do was bring him back, and especially once he started to fight back, it made sense that they would start to use harsher methods, but…

How is that any different than what you did? Or tried to do?

Your grip probably hurt Xion a lot more than the Dusks did to Roxas.

He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment.

Roxas winced at the image on screen. He hadn’t ever really known what it was to get hunted down by the Dusks, not like Xion had experienced for the couple of times that she went rouge, but he remembered that moment well. He suspected he really wouldn’t like it if he had to face more of them.

Roxas turns and runs back to the town, ending back up in the sandlot with Seifer, Fuu, Rai, and Vivi.

“Oh great, them,” Ven muttered, and a lot of the other teenagers found themselves agreeing with his words. It was clear the three of them… weren’t the nicest of people.

Seifer yells out at Roxas but is stopped from going further when the Dusks show up, surrounding all five of them.

“Are you going to summon your Keyblade again?” Kairi asked, looking over at Roxas, and the boy huffed slightly, rolling the stone over in his palm again.

“It took me awhile,” he answered. “Guess my heart took a while to get with the program.”

Fuu asks who dares and Seifer says he doesn’t know who they are but that they’ve crossed a line. Roxas picks up one of the Struggle bats from the ground.

“Y’know, that didn’t work last time,” Vanitas noted in a flat voice, clearly conveying ‘are you stupid?’ with his tone, and Roxas shot him a sharp look. Naminé nudged Vanitas in the side. “What?”

“It’s not like he can do anything else,” Naminé told him, though there was still a hint of a smile on her face. She seemed to like his jabbing remarks. “And the Keyblade appeared last time he tried it with the Struggle bat. Perhaps it would work again.”

Roxas huffed slightly, pointedly turning away from the darkness user. In truth, he had just been looking for a weapon to fight off the creatures. While distantly, his mind had been trying to work through the mystery of the appearing weapon, he hadn’t been expecting it.

He probably hadn’t been allowed to expect it.

His hand curled tighter around the glass orb.

Roxas attempts to fight off the Dusks, but the Struggle bat still doesn’t do anything to them. He gets thrown back and stands up, saying not good.

Xion went tense, her hand tightening around each other in her lap. She knew nothing happened to Roxas, not yet, but still, seeing him fighting and losing made her heart race. She just wanted him to be okay, that was all she had ever wanted.

Her eyes flicked over to the Destiny Islands trio for a moment, remembering the way they would cling to Sora, then Riku, when they fights came up.

Was this how they felt?

…This sucks.

Roxas realizes suddenly that time has frozen around him again, with Seifer, Fuu, Rai, and Vivi not moving, but the Dusks continue to circle him.

“Was that you?” Sora asked, looking over at Naminé, and she nodded.

Kairi hummed. “Are the Dusks not affected by the time freezing because they’re not from the datascape?” She asked and Riku nodded next to her, giving an affirmative hum.

Axel made a face. Then why had he frozen during his and Roxas’s near final confrontation? Had DiZ been meddling more than usual?

From above him, Naminé calls out to him, telling him to use the Keyblade, and Roxas looks up to see her still on the rooftop, watching him.

“Why are you bringing up the Keyblade?” Ven asked, looking back and forth between the screen and Naminé. “I thought the whole plan was for him to live there normally until…” Well, he didn’t really know what until entailed, but from what they had seen of DiZ, he was clearly doing his best to keep Roxas ignorant of the world around him, so why was Naminé purposefully freezing the world and bringing up the Keyblade?

Naminé shrugged one shoulder. “Maybe I didn’t want to listen to DiZ,” she responded, a hint of bitterness in her tone, and Vanitas’s arms tightened around her slightly. She leaned back into the embrace willingly.

Even when she had been scared of DiZ, even when everything around her was going wrong, she had still managed to find little moments to fight back against what the man had wanted. Maybe it hadn’t really done anything in the end, but she was happy with it now.

Marluxia and Larxene hadn’t managed to break her. DiZ hadn’t managed to break her.

She was going to be okay.

One of the Dusks lunges at Roxas and the boy shields himself with his arms. The world around him suddenly turns into Sora’s Station of Awakening.

Everyone froze for a moment.

Roxas furrowed his eyebrows. “I don’t remember this,” he muttered, blinking as he ran through his memories, purposefully not thinking about the fact that he was on Sora’s Station of Awakening. Did he not even get his own? “This… this didn’t happen.”

Terra looked over at him. “You must have forgotten about it,” he said, remembering every other time they had seen something that ‘hadn’t happened’. “But why?”

Mickey suddenly sat up with a gasp and five heads swung around to stare at him. “It’s like before!” He exclaimed, nearly bouncing in his seat, and when he got several confused expressions, he hurried to elaborate. “With Sora, at the very beginning of his adventure!”

Sora perked up. “My dream!” He remembered now, seeing that dream at the very beginning but not remembering it besides vague, blurry images. “With Mickey!”

Onscreen, a sword, shield, and scepter appear in front of Roxas.

“You’re right,” Aqua realized, leaning forward in interest. “It is the same.”

“But I thought we though that the dream had to do with Sora unlocking part of the Keyblade’s power, before he fully summoned the Keyblade,” Riku interjected, purposefully setting aside all the weirdness that had to do with the Keyblade that had been his and became Sora’s. Because if it really was his in the beginning and no one Bequeathed Sora then why was Sora dreaming about a Keyblade and that was where he stopped himself because he didn’t have the brain power to start theorizing about that.

“And Roxas has already summoned a Keyblade.” Xion continued his thought, looking between the Roxas onscreen and the one sitting on the couch with her. “He’s had it for a year.”

“Maybe it has to do with Roxas’s heart?” Naminé offered. “We talked earlier about how we have hearts now, but we certainly didn’t have them when we were all first created.” She aimed the sentence at the three Nobodies. “Even with Xemnas’s lies. So, maybe Roxas finally has a full heart and thus, can finally go through this… ritual.” She trailed off at the end, because she actually didn’t know what to call what Sora had gone through and what Roxas was now going through.

“Does that mean that all of us Keyblade Wielders went through this when we unlocked our Keyblades and just don’t remember it?” Ven wondered and everyone thought for a second.

Vanitas gave them all a flat look after a moment. “You do realize that’s going under the impression that you’re right.” He rolled his eyes, but there wasn’t as much emphasis on that then there had been in the past. First, he wasn’t going to make fun of anything Naminé said, she didn’t need nor deserve that, and second, there was a part of him that was wondering the same thing that the others were.

He had been the one, after all, to point out that the sword, shield, and scepter represented the three main uses of the Keyblade perfectly.

So maybe…?

“The Keyblade is still a thing of great mysteries,” Aqua murmured, resting her chin on her clasped hands and watching the screen carefully.

After another second of contemplative silence, Sora awkwardly raised his hand as if he was still in school. “Um, Naminé,” he started. “What did you mean ‘we have hearts now’? I thought… you guys didn’t.” Wasn’t that the whole thing of the Nobodies, according to themselves? They were searching for hearts.

“Oh, we realized Xemnas was lying to us, and we do in fact have hearts and emotions,” Xion responded. “It’s a revelation in progress.”

Sora opened his mouth again but then closed it slowly. They… could tackle that later.

“That’s good,” he eventually settled on and Xion smiled primly, though with a healthy helping of happiness.

Terra would have asked more questions himself, but he was getting a feeling everyone was very quickly reaching the point where their minds couldn’t comprehend much more. And he was pretty sure they weren’t even a fourth of the way through whatever they had been brought here to watch.

Roxas looks between the three objects before walking towards the sword.

“You don’t have a disembodied voice,” Ven noted, and Mickey coughed into his gloved fist with a half-smile, wincing the same time.

“That was just me,” Mickey reminded. “That probably wasn’t normal in the slightest.”

“Like anything is,” Riku muttered, and several people agreed with him.

Roxas takes the sword in his hands, with it quickly transforming into his Keyblade.

“The sword fits you well,” Xion told him with another smile and Roxas smirked back at her.

Sora found himself agreeing. It was clear, through his interactions with Roxas before and after coming to this place that Roxas was fully focused on taking out any threat that could hurt those he cared about. That he was a strong fighter and not afraid of any challenge.

The sword fit him like it would never fit Sora. And that was okay.

They weren’t the same person, after all.

Several Dusks appear around Roxas, and he fights them, able to hit them with the Keyblade.

“So, similar to how Sora somehow had Heartless in his heart,” Kairi said slowly, sounding it out as she thought it through. “Roxas has these Dusks. But they’re not really real. Right?”

“Right,” Axel confirmed, because even though he knew basically nothing about Keyblades, he knew about Nobodies. And he knew they couldn’t be in someone’s heart. Thus, they had to be fake.

The Dusks vanish as Roxas fights them. Behind him, a door appears.

Sora pursed his lips together as he thought, remembering back to his own dream that they had watched. Were the similarities because he and Roxas were connected or because it was the same for all Keyblade Wielders? Would they ever get the chance to know?

“Be careful.”

Everyone froze at Xion’s voice.

“…What?” The girl breathed out, staring at the screen with wide eyes. Roxas had gone stiff, hands curling into shaking fists, and Axel inhaled sharply, mouth parted slightly.

“Xion?” Naminé questioned, not aiming it at anyone but more speaking to the world at large, and Kairi and Sora both exchanged a glance, confusion and contemplation in their eyes. Riku felt a surge of guilt hit him straight in the chest and he looked down at his lap. Aqua and Terra looked over at the former Organization members.

“How… how is this…?” Xion whispered out, frozen to near stillness only broken by her breathing. She wasn’t supposed to be alive; she wasn’t even supposed to be remembered. She could only exist in that moment, watching all of this, because they were in a pocket dimension created by an ancient Keyblade Wielder.

So how was Roxas hearing her voice while deep within his own heart?

So he does have a disembodied voice, Kairi thought, but didn’t speak it aloud.

“This isn’t possible.” Xion finally managed to get a complete sentence out, lips numb, and her hand went searching, finding Roxas’s easily over Axel’s lap. She gripped it with all her strength.

“Why not?” Aqua questioned gently and Xion looked over at her.

“No one’s supposed to remember me,” she explained, the sick feeling that had built in her stomach when she first learned of her fate growing in her again. “It’s because of what I am, a Replica based on memories. I have none of my own, so when I was destroyed, all memories of me went with me.” Ven made a face, feeling revolted and saddened for the girl, and Roxas flinched, remembering the blackness that had crept into his mind the second he struck that finishing blow.

“Who are you again?”

“No one?” Terra echoed and Xion nodded slowly.

“We remembered once we saw her,” Axel interjected, his own hand curling into a fist as his arm wrapped around Xion’s shoulders. That blankness that had swept over him, with not even the smallest of warnings… “When we got here, but before that…” Before that, in his memories, it had only been him and Roxas. With the faintest feeling of something missing.

“So my voice shouldn’t be in Roxas’s heart,” Xion asserted, swallowing roughly as she looked back at the frozen screen.

Sora pursed his lips. It wasn’t the same but perhaps… “I wonder…” he started, and several gazes moved over to him. “Can dying hearts find refuge in others? Instead of moving on to Kingdom Hearts.”

Terra went stiff.

Mickey tipped his head to the side. “I believe it’s possible,” he responded, remembering the different records and books he had read while studying with Master Yen Sid. “If not particularly recommended. The dead belong with the dead.”

“You think… I was carrying Xion’s heart in mine?” Roxas questioned and Sora shrugged helplessly.

“Don’t you think it’s possible?” He leaned forward, looking between the two of them and their held hands. “The connections between hearts are one of the strongest things in the worlds, I know that for a fact.” He looked over at Kairi for a second, a ghost of a smile on his face as he remembered her heart safely hidden within his as she sought refuge.

Aqua could feel the memory of Ven’s sleeping face looking back up at her, his heart seemingly left for a safe place. Could that safe place… be another’s heart?

Unbidden, her hand drifted up to her own chest. Was it possible…?

“And if you were near her when she died…” Sora trailed off then, not wanting to bring up dark memories, those never did anything good for anyone around them, and Roxas and Xion both flinched. Sora winced as well. He had heard Roxas’s admittance that he had been the one to kill Xion, that must have been awful for him, so they had to be near each other.

“He was,” Xion confirmed, and Sora gave her a soft smile. “So maybe…?” She looked over at Roxas, squeezing his hand once. If he had really been carrying her the whole time…

“But then, what’s happened to it now?” Roxas questioned, worry shooting through him. “I’ve become a part of Sora’s heart now, but Xion’s not a Nobody and Sora’s not her Somebody.”

“Perhaps she’s finally moved onto Kingdom Hearts,” Aqua offered and Xion sat back for a moment. If she’s moved on to Kingdom Hearts, it would have been the real Kingdom Hearts. Not Xemnas’s copy, that was destroyed. An afterlife with all the past Keyblade Wielders and Somebodies of the worlds.

She hoped it was peaceful.

“I can live with that,” she murmured softly, because if she was with them that meant she was enough of an actual living person to be given an afterlife, more than just a puppet or a mistake.

Riku winced. The death of the Replica flashed in his head again. Perhaps not really a death, but for a year he had thought so, so it was a little hard to adjust his feelings.

Roxas flinched slightly. He didn’t want Xion to be dead. He didn’t want to get out of here, get his own body, and be forced to live on without her. Without Axel as well.

He wondered if there was a way to bring her heart back from the afterlife in the real world, like Brain had done in this pocket dimension.

He couldn’t live without either of them.

“Beyond that door lies a completely different world.”

“Do you think ghosts just get omnipresent knowledge?” Kairi questioned, listening to Xion’s soft cadence. “You shouldn’t know this stuff, right?”

Xion shrugged helplessly. If she was truly within Roxas’s heart, not just some impossible impression of her voice, then she had no memory of it. Perhaps she had really known everything, but she couldn’t remember it now.

Aqua grimaced. Hearts persisting after death was one of the only studies that hadn’t had extensive research in the past. Given… everything to do with it.

“But don’t be afraid.”

Both Mickey and Sora jolted at the familiar line. Sora guessed that made sense, that Keyblade Wielders were often warned away from fear. Fear was a dark emotion, after all.

“Don’t stop walking…”

Roxas’s heart lurched as Xion’s voice faded away, wanting to hold onto it and keep it close. If that was the last time he had ever heard Xion’s voice before his own death, and he couldn’t remember it, then…

He cursed the strangeness of hearts and dreams and Keyblades. Why did it seem like he could never remember anything important?

Roxas walks through the door, ending up on another one of Sora’s Station of Awakening and he follows a stain glass up through different colored Stations, fighting Nobodies the whole time.

All of them were able to see the similarities to Sora’s own dream before his adventure.

“I wonder why all the Stations are of Sora,” Kairi murmured to herself as she watched, tapping her fingers together. “Sora saw hints of his adventure to come, so why-?”

“Because I didn’t have an adventure to come after this.” Roxas cut her off, teeth grinding together for a moment, and Kairi pressed her lips together, giving him an even look. He at least had the sense to wince at cutting her off. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay,” she responded. It wasn’t like she should expect him to not have feelings about watching what was ostensibly his last couple of days alive.

Walking through another door, Roxas turns around to see a giant Nobody rise up behind him.

Xion went stiff. Roxas probably couldn’t get hurt in a dream within his own heart but at the same time…

Aqua laced her fingers together. Both of the adventures through the hearts that they had seen had ended with a big fight of some kind. Could it be meant to represent something? Something both Roxas and Sora had to face?

What was the point of these dreams, anyway? Unlocking the Keyblade, yes, but there had to be more to it. Or she just needed to be smarter. She was a Keyblade Master after all.

Roxas attempts to run away but is stopped by the edge of the Station. He turns back to face the giant Nobody.

Roxas froze.

In front of him, where Xion used to stand, a massive suit of pink and yellow armor rose up, twin weapons almost Keyblade-like in its hands. It bore down on him, shifting the very world around them as it slashed at him, and he could barely breathe because that had been Xion but she had been speaking in riddles, saying this was why she was created, and why couldn’t the two of them just be safe-!

A hand tightened on his and he snapped his gaze over to Xion, who was peering at him in concern. While it seemed the others hadn’t noticed his distress, still focused on the screen and fight in front of them, he could feel Axel’s arm around him tighten as well and he knew if he looked up, he would see the man’s green eyes looking down at him in concern.

Are you okay?” Xion mouthed to him, eyes flicking up and down his body for a moment, and Roxas took a shaking breath in, before nodding slowly. Xion didn’t look like she believed him, a frown flitting across her lips, and he nodded more firmly.

He was fine. He was fine.

Everything was fine.

They weren’t even watching what had happened, they weren’t going to watch it.

It was fine.

Roxas manages to defeat the Nobody, the Keyblade disappearing with it, and the Nobody collapses, causing a surge of darkness to spread, starting to consume Roxas.

Terra’s nails bit into his palm.

Aqua pursed her lips together. With Sora, the dream had ended with him also nearly consumed by the darkness, but why? They were Keyblade Wielders, darkness-

She paused before taking a deep breath. She was right but-

Different reason, different thinking. Please.

They were Keyblade Wielders and Roxas and Sora’d had no reason to be consumed by the darkness yet. Neither of them should have darkness in their heart, so could it be a representation of something, like the Heartless and Nobodies in their hearts? But what?

Roxas fights off the darkness, reaching out above the tide, and Naminé’s hand comes in, grasping it and pulling him out of the darkness. A light flashes and the two of them are suddenly in a huge, abstract, white hall.

“This is what I remember,” Naminé interjected as her past self appeared sitting on one of the massive blocks of white. “I called out for you to use the Keyblade and when you didn’t, I reached out, pulling the two of us to a different part of the datascape. I didn’t know you went through a whole metaphysical fight through your own heart.”

“Wait, so no time moved while I was in there?” Roxas questioned and Sora sat up.

“Well, when you and I fought for control of my heart, according to Donald and Goofy, barely any time passed then either,” he said, looking across the room at his Nobody. “Perhaps this is the same?”

Roxas had to admit that was a possibility. And he supposed it made at least partial sense then why he didn’t remember it, if no time had passed and it was some metaphysical, to quite Naminé, fight within his own heart.

“You’re in the… datascape?” Ven questioned, eying the room the two teenagers were in onscreen, and Naminé nodded firmly.

“Yes, a little space I managed to create under DiZ’s nose, when he was away from the computers.” She smirked a little while talking and Vanitas laughed lowly, the feeling reverberating through her body. “It’s not perfect, I had time later to fix it into a more familiar space, which is why it looks like… that.”

Roxas moves to say something, but Naminé presses a finger to her lips, before introducing herself.

“Thanks for finally giving me your name,” Roxas said lightly, looking over at the girl, and Naminé smiled back at him.

Naminé asks Roxas if he remembers his true name.

Both Sora and Roxas made faces at that, just like they had when Xemnas asked the question. Roxas felt a familiar bubbling of anger build in him, like every other time when someone had insisted he was Sora and nothing more than that, while Sora frowned at the implication that ‘Roxas’ wasn’t Roxas’s name nor his identity.

But neither said anything.

A cloaked figure suddenly appears, pulling Naminé to her feet and telling her not to say anything more.

Riku winced at the rough actions of his past self, biting the inside of his cheek slightly. “Sorry, Naminé,” he said, flicking his eyes over to look at her. Behind her, he could see that Vanitas had gone stiff, eyes on the screen and arms tight around Naminé’s body. Riku’s eyebrows furrowed slightly. What was that about? But he pushed it away.

“It’s okay,” Naminé replied. She had long forgiven Riku for everything he had done during that year. She knew he was just missing the boy he loved, missed the memories of him and his presence. And when they had been so close and it looked like she was only making things worse… she couldn’t really blame him for not being the most tactful with his actions.

Even if his rough grip on her arm had reminded her just for a moment of DiZ and his anger.

Vanitas’s breath had ratcheted up. If Riku did anything worse…

Naminé says that if no one tells Roxas, then he will, but trails off.

“You must have known that this was coming for a while,” Roxas said, turning to Naminé, purposefully not letting himself remember all the confusion and fear that had been going through him throughout that entire day. “Why are you so… against it all of a sudden?”

“It wasn’t that I was against it,” Naminé replied, before wincing at the wording. “That is, I know it had to be done, and we needed Sora, sorry.” Roxas nodded once with a tight expression. “But the closer and closer we got, especially once we had taken away your memory…” She trailed off much like her onscreen counterpart had, looking down at her hands. “Part of me kinda believed that maybe if we talked to you, explained what was happening, maybe let you have your memories back, you would help willingly.” Roxas made a face at that, knowing full well that he would have fought the whole way like he had once he regained his memories, and Naminé winced again in time with his expression. “Another part of me just didn’t want you to die. I had made a promise to look after you, after all.”

Xion smiled sadly.

Naminé rubbed her thumb and forefinger together, picturing a colored pencil between the pads. “I was a confused mess by that point,” she muttered to herself, and Vanitas dipped his head to press it to hers.

“That’s okay,” he murmured, and she smiled lightly, leaning back in his embrace.

“I know.” And she did.

Riku replies that it’s best Roxas doesn’t know the truth.

Roxas tightened his grip on the orb in his hand not held by Xion. His teeth ground together. There was really no point in getting mad, all this was done and spoken for, but at the same time… no one said that emotions were rational.

Riku winced, looking down at his hands. He had told himself in the past that it was merciful, that it was easier if Roxas just didn’t know that his end was coming. They hadn’t even planned to tell him once Sora was ready.

Roxas would have been there once second and then… gone the next.

And Riku had called that merciful.

He looked over at Sora sitting next to him, a familiar well of emotions swirling in him. He had just needed Sora back.

Kairi looked over at Riku but didn’t say anything. Her heart panged slightly as she saw the lost look in his eyes as he stared at Sora. She really should have seen this coming.

Roxas recognizes him as the pickpocket and Riku creates a Dark Corridor behind him. He pushes Roxas through.

Axel instinctively went stiff, worry for Roxas rushing through him at the idea of Roxas going through a Dark Corridor unprotected, but he relaxed a second later as he remembered this was all data. Surely, it wouldn’t have the same consequences as going through an actual Dark Corridor unprotected. It couldn’t.

Roxas wakes up back in the sandlot, sprawled on the ground.

“And it’s like nothing happened,” Roxas drawled tightly, swallowing harshly, and Riku couldn’t look at him. Xion squeezed Roxas’s hand slightly.

Above Roxas, Seifer, Rai, and Fuu chatter to each other, taking pictures of Seifer standing over Roxas.

Aqua tipped her head to the side in confusion. Xion made a face.

The Destiny Island Trio, probably the most adjusted out of all of those in room, all grimaced. While it wasn’t like there had been a prominent problem of bullies at their home, they had encountered the occasional older mean child here and there. They got the message of what Seifer and the others were doing.

Axel rolled his eyes at the childishness of the bullies.

Roxas stands and asks what was that for. Fuu says keepsake and Rai says that the freaks in the white jumpsuits are gone.

“Why did they remember this time?” Kairi asked, looking over at Riku for a moment because she didn’t want to distress Naminé if she didn’t have to, and Riku huffed lightly.

“We have enough going on,” he replied. “Too busy to fully fix it.”

Roxas and Naminé both had tiny smiles on their faces.

Roxas questions what were those things and Seifer says that’s what he wants to know, saying that if they don’t wise up to the rules around here, he’ll have to take some disciplinary action.

Most of the room gave the onscreen boy blank looks.

“He wouldn’t last a second against them,” Roxas muttered, rolling his eyes. While it would be funny to watch Seifer try and fight the Dusks, Roxas didn’t like him for numerous reasons, it would probably end in the older boy’s death, so perhaps he wouldn’t arrange for something like that to happen.

Begrudgingly.

He went stiff then as the thoughts kept coming, imagining Hayner, Pence, or Olette facing down any of the Dusks. They wouldn’t stand a chance either.

When Sora and the others got out of there, Roxas would need to make sure that they knew to go make sure Twilight Town was safe.

Rai says that Seifer’s always looking out for the town and Fuu turns to look at something, drawing Roxas’s attention. Hayner, Pence, and Olette are standing there.

All three of the Destiny Island kids winced.

“Um, weren’t you supposed to be meeting them?” Ven asked and Roxas nodded shortly. While now, looking back on it, he could see that it had been a good thing for him to follow Naminé, to try and get any answers he could, he could also remember how back in the simulation, when he thought himself normal, that seeing their disappointed face had hurt more than any blow had.

Hayner scoffs and runs off, followed by Pence and Olette. Roxas runs after them and Seifer calls after him not to chicken out of the tournament tomorrow.

“Tournament?” Sora echoed, remembering the Olympus Coliseum and all the different competitions it had held during the three times he had been there, and Roxas nodded again.

“Struggle,” he responded, a hint of melancholy entering his tone. He looked down at the crystal in his hand, rolling it between his fingers. In his mind’s eye, it sparkled with the dying sunlight as he held it up to the sky. A remnant of the only time he had ever been normal.

The only time he had ever been happy since Xion’s death.

He missed Struggle.

Roxas runs back to the hideout, catching up with the others who are sitting there eating ice cream.

Kairi blinked. “Where did they get the ice cream from?” She questioned. “It couldn’t have been too long. You were running after them.”

Roxas paused before shrugging. When Kairi’s eyes slid to Riku, their current resident expert on the datascape, he shrugged too. “Maybe because it’s part of their base programming?” He didn’t have much more to offer but that.

Pence asks if Roxas hung out with Seifer’s gang today and Roxas replies that it’s not like that. The others look at him silently.

“I don’t get it,” Ven said after a second, pressing his lips together. “I get that they don’t like each other, that Seifer’s been kind of mean to them in the past, but they’re acting like…” He trailed off, not really knowing how to describe it, and Sora looked over at him.

“Well, it’s important to them,” he replied, remembering before, before all this happened, and the way things could sometimes get complicated between all the kids that hung out on the Play Island. “If Roxas hung out with the people who were picking on them, then he’s not that good of a friend.”

“But they didn’t even stop to ask, just ran off,” Xion brought up, though she could understand the kids’ perspective, and Sora shrugged.

“You’re expecting kids to be rational,” he responded with a smile and Aqua flinched for a moment, looking down at her hands. You’re kids, she thought dourly. Why are you considering yourself no longer one of them?

Roxas asks how the beach was, checking that they went that day like they said they were going to, and Olette says they didn’t go, that it wouldn’t be the same without him.

Roxas flinched, looking away from the screen. The beach wouldn’t be the same to him either if Axel and Xion weren’t there. If they got out of here and only he could be restored, that they couldn’t bring Axel and Xion back from Kingdom Hearts, he probably would never go. It wouldn’t feel right.

He guessed he understood where Olette was coming from.

How strange.

Roxas asks why don’t they go tomorrow

“You totally forgot about the tournament.” Xion teased Roxas under her breath, and Roxas gave her a side eye before pulling his hand out of her grip. Xion gasped and groped frantically for it, shooting Roxas a dour look once he had let her grab hold again.

but Hayner says he promised he’d be somewhere.

“That’s a weird way to say you’ll be at the tournament,” Naminé noted but didn’t say much more than that. It wasn’t like she had the experience to know how to correctly say it.

Roxas suddenly remembers, having a flashback to a few days prior when the four of them stood in front of a Struggle tournament. Hayner says that he and Roxas have to make the finals.

“Do Olette and Pence not play Struggle?” Kairi asked, remembering Olette and her baseball bat. She found it inconceivable that Olette wouldn’t be good at it, so it had to just be that she just chose not to. And she didn’t know about Pence.

“If they’re anything like their data-selves, it’s just that they’re not particularly interested in the tournament,” Roxas replied, furrowing his eyebrows as he thought. While the week that he had actually spent in the digital Twilight Town was still pretty clear in his mind, all of the fake memories that Riku and DiZ had given him were mostly gone now that he had gotten his real memories back. And thus, the memory of what Olette and Pence had told them was gone with it. He only had what they had offhandedly mentioned the day of the tournament.

His hand tightened around the blue crystal. He missed them.

He missed when he thought they were real. Because even with everything, had they been real, Roxas would at least have some actual friends that were still alive. Instead of hollow code that didn’t really exist.

Hayner says that the four of them will split the prize, no matter who wins, and Roxas says he’s on, with Pence saying that they’re going clean up.

Roxas looked down at his hand, still snugly held in Xion’s grip. He could remember what it felt like to hold a Keyblade and what it felt like to hold a Struggle bat.

And he couldn’t honestly tell himself which one he preferred more.

Was it selfish of him, if he lived again after this, to just want to go and hide in a little town where evening never ends, blocking out the world as it was saved by people other than him?

Was it bad of him to want something more than he had?

Hayner says it’s a promise, with him and Roxas bumping forearms.

Nearly everyone in the room flinched.

Promise…

That word… hurt more than a Keyblade blow.

Promises are always broken. And always hurt when they do so.

The Wayfinders burned in their respective holders’ pockets. Mickey saw a Cornerstone in his mind’s eye. Sora felt the heaviness of his necklace and the Good Luck charm. Roxas’s hand tightened on the blue orb, imagining it as an ice cream stick. Naminé could remember a yellow, plastic charm dangling from a keychain. Vanitas heard a deeply muffled memory in the back of his mind, of a whispered word by a boy with pink hair. Xion and Axel felt the grass beneath their feet, heard the rusty gates behind the girl. Riku and Kairi felt the words form on their tongues that they had told the boy they both loved.

Always promises.

Always broken.

In the present, Hayner gets up and says he’s out of there, walking away past Roxas. The screen dissolves into static: “Restoration at 48%”

Roxas ground his teeth together, pulled out of his melancholy in an instant. Leave it to DiZ’s machinations to make him angry again.

Naminé looked up at the screen, sniffling a little. Vanitas looked down at her in concern.

Riku winced.

At the computers, Riku asks DiZ if that Naminé was made of data.

Sora looked over at Riku. “Wouldn’t you know?” He asked and Riku shrugged loosely.

“I suspected,” he replied. “But I wanted to make sure. I wasn’t the most… versed in all the computer stuff.”

DiZ says no and that Naminé hijacked the data herself.

“Good job,” Vanitas muttered to her, a sly smile on his lips, and Naminé giggled softly, pressing a hand to her mouth.

“It wasn’t that hard,” she murmured back, a tinge of humor in her tone, and Vanitas nudged her gently, getting a poke back in response. They both laughed quietly.

Aqua looked over at them for a moment, eyes narrowed for a moment in confusion and concern before looking away. She had promised she wouldn’t do anything. She was just going to have to wait and see. If they were ever given a reason for his actions, that was.

DiZ says to look at what she’s done now and that she’s totally beyond his control, hitting one of the screens next to him.

And just like that, both of the teenagers shut up, freezing in place for different reasons. Naminé flinched, the way she had tiptoed around DiZ for a year racing back through her head, and Vanitas froze, the memory of dust and blood invading his mouth.

Vanitas’s arms tightened around Naminé subconsciously.

Riku, Xion, Roxas, and Kairi all glared at the screen.

Mickey sighed sadly.

Riku tells DiZ to calm down.

“Did he ever listen to you?” Kairi asked acidly and Riku paused for a second before shaking his head.

“No,” he responded, and Kairi narrowed her eyes further at the screen.

DiZ says it doesn’t matter and as long as Naminé accomplishes her goal, they needn’t worry about what befalls Roxas.

Xion growled in the back of her throat, hand tightening on Roxas’s, and Axel’s arm around her shoulders squeezed slightly, thumb rubbing her shoulder gently. She leaned into his embrace, trying to breathe through the anger. It was all done now; there was no way she could change anything.

She had already died and even if she was in Roxas’s heart, she couldn’t have done anything.

She could only watch and seethe.

Naminé looks up at the sleeping Sora.

Like before, Sora got a jolt of morbid curiosity, staring up at his sleeping self. Did he ever have any nightmares, during the year? Did he dream at all? Or was it just quiet, unending soothing darkness?

He didn’t know which one he would prefer.

Roxas dreams of more of Sora’s adventures, of his goodbyes to Riku and Kairi and the sealing of the Door to Darkness.

Sora looked away from the screen, squeezing his eyes closed. He knew he had to do it, he had to save all the worlds, that was his job as the Keyblade Wielder, but…

But he wanted to stay with Riku, with Kairi. With both of them. He didn’t want to lose either of them and yet-

Happy thoughts, happy thoughts. This ship runs on happy faces.

They’re both with him now.

And he’s never losing them again.

Roxas wakes up with a start, looking around his room.

“Did you sense someone again?” Xion asked, giving Naminé a half-joking look, and Naminé smiled faintly back at her.

“No, I don’t think she was there,” Roxas replied, before quickly checking with Naminé, who shook her head. “It was just… a strange dream.”

Roxas murmurs about a promise, miming out a Keyblade movement, before muttering that this is all a mess.

“What parts?” Ven questioned, looking over at his mirror image, Roxas shrugged shortly.

“Just… all of it.”

Later, Roxas runs down towards the sandlot. Already there, Pence asks Olette who is she going to root for and Olette says both of them.

Kairi couldn’t help the smile of remembrance that crossed her face as she listened to Olette’s answer, remembering in flashes all the different competitions Sora and Riku would do and how she always refused to verbally pick a side, just saying she was rooting for both. Of course, as they got older, that slowly shifted into her picking Sora’s side, in hopes that he would smile at her as the distance between her and Riku grew, but now she knew that if they were faced with another competition, she would be cheering for them both equally.

And any other of their friends who chose to join.

Or maybe, she’d even be a part of those matches now.

After all, she wasn’t going to let herself get left behind again.

Pence says that Roxas had better get there soon and Olette tries to bring something up to Hayner, only for the boy to walk away, saying he was going to go check the rules.

The three trios of friends winced as they watched the screen. It was obvious to them that there was still some tension between the kids onscreen. And that hit pretty close to home for… a lot of them.

Several of them couldn’t look at the screen, eyes pointed at the ground.

Roxas appears, running over to them, and Olette points him in the direction of Hayner. The announcer starts his speech.

Sora and Riku both felt a surge of homesickness and nostalgia go through them as they witnessed the beginning of the tournament, both of their minds drifting back to the Destiny Islands. While they didn’t have anything like the Struggle championship, true, there had still been festivals, events, parties. Things that one of them hadn’t seen in over a year and the other in several weeks, at least according to his memories.

They both knew they couldn’t really go back but at the same time…

Roxas rolled the crystal between his fingers again, squeezing his eyes closed and gritting his teeth. As he swallowed, he felt a small lump form in the back of his throat.

He missed this. He missed this so badly .

The announcer asks who will be the one to break through the ranks, take on the champion, Setzer, and become the new Struggle champion. Both Seifer’s friends and Olette and Pence call out their friends’ names.

Even though they all knew that it was fake, several of the watchers found themselves leaning forward, taken in by the spectacle of the competition. Axel had a small smile on his face, both remembering his own boyhood and the different things he and Isa had gotten up to, and looking forward to actually seeing Roxas fight. He had been too busy the first time focusing on getting into the datascape to actually watch Roxas go, so he was excited for that.

A little less excited about his own upcoming appearance, but he could deal with that when it came up.

Roxas attempts to talk to Hayner but gets ignored.

Xion made a slight face. Rude, she thought.

Roxas found himself slightly amused watching Hayner’s past actions, with the knowledge that at this point, Hayner had already forgiven him. Why Hayner was acting the way he was, he didn’t know and maybe he never would, but he found his lips curling up all the same.

Perhaps Hayner had just been really focused on the match in front of them.

The announcer introduces the four finalists: Seifer, Vivi, Hayner, and Roxas.

“Aw, do we not get to watch the preliminaries?” Kairi asked with a grin, looking over at Roxas out of the corner of her eyes, and Roxas found himself returning her enthusiasm surprisingly quickly.

“Nope sorry, that happened before.” He grinned, rolling the orb around again, and for once, it didn’t send a pang through his heart. Just for this moment, just this once, maybe he could let himself forget everything around him, everything that would happen after this, everything he would go through, and just focus on the Struggle tournament in front of him.

It would be fun to watch himself win.

The announcer questions who will win this summer’s Struggle challenge and take home the grand prize, the Four-Crystal Trophy.

Several glances were shot over at the crystal in Roxas’s hand, easily able to recognize it, but no one said anything.

Sora felt a stab of guilt go through him, seeing the orb glittering in the sunlight on the screen and seeing the one held carefully in Roxas’s hand. Who was he to take it, to have it when he had no idea what it meant to Roxas? He had known it was from the trophy, had seen as much in the original Twilight Town, but he hadn’t realized that it meant that Roxas had won it. Because that was what had to have happened.

 What would his future self do with it, if he never learned the significance of it? Would he throw it out? Leave it to gather dust in the Gummiship?

He hoped not. Roxas deserved better than that and so did everything that represented him in the world. Sora would have to find a safe place for it once they were out of there, until they could give Roxas his own body and then he could hold onto it.

The announcer says that the winner will also have the chance to take on the reigning champion, Setzer, before saying to let the games begin. The others leave the stage besides Roxas and Hayner, who are each given a Struggle bat.

Kairi tipped her head to the side. “Who created the bracket?” She asked, looking over at Roxas. “If you can remember, I mean.”

Roxas scrunched his face up, trying to remember, before shrugging. “Couldn’t tell you,” he responded and Kairi nodded. “Why?”

“Just wanted to know how they were placing people against each other.” She looked back at the screen. “If it was skill or if they just wanted to see the two friends fight.”

Roxas shrugged again.

Roxas apologizes to Hayner about yesterday and Hayner asks if he’s still worried about that.

“Wait, then why was he so cold to you?” Xion questioned, sitting forward. “If he’s forgiven you, why was he so…?” She trailed off, unable to find the words, and simply looked over at Roxas, blinking at him like he would have answers.

Roxas gave her a half-smile. “He must have been really focused on the upcoming match. Preparing for the inevitability of our clashing.”

Xion made a face. “First of all, never speak like that again, you sound like Axel.” Said man squawked offendedly above them, but neither looked at him. “Second, it just sounds like he’s dramatic.”

Roxas chuckled. “Perhaps he is.” I never really got to know. His smile faltered for a second, but he pushed the thought away. Riku had said that the people of the virtual Twilight Town were just carbon copies of their real versions, so Hayner had to be that competitive in the real world. He had to be.

Roxas didn’t know how he would deal if he ever met the real versions of them and they were completely different.

Hayner says that Roxas has got to learn to let that stuff go and Roxas replies that he’s got a lot on his mind.

Roxas snorted, having completely forgotten that he replied like that, and several of the other teenagers also did the same, a smirk painting Vanitas’s face while Ven chuckled lightly. Roxas decided it was fine that it had been them that laughed, but if Riku had then it definitely wouldn’t have been pretty.

Hayner says sorry before pausing and wondering why he’s apologizing. Roxas smiles and from the sidelines, Pence and Olette smile at each other, seeing that the other two had patched up their differences.

Axel’s smile, which had grown a little at Xion’s teasing, drifted back down to neutral as he watched Roxas and Hayner prepare to fight one another. Something pulsed in his chest, sharp and painful, and for a moment, all he could see was younger, innocent him bonking Isa on the head with one of his frisbees, pent up with energy and with nowhere to place it. Remembering how that had turned into a tussle that the two of them had agreed, once they were both done, had never happened.

He didn’t know why he was thinking about it, Twilight Town was nothing like Radiant Garden and Roxas and Hayner were certainly not him and Isa, but something still poked at those memories.

He closed his eyes and looked away.

The announcer says that the first match of the day will be between Roxas and his best friend, Hayner.

One of his best friends,” Xion corrected softly, something in her wanting desperately to cling to the title while also not wanting to bring attention to it, because she was not ready to explain everything that went along with it, and Roxas was the one to squeeze her hand this time.

“You’re right,” he confirmed, smiling at her. “One of my best friends. Out of three.”

Well, it would be out of three if Hayner chose to become his friend again once they met in the real world. If they ever got that chance.

Roxas and Hayner fight, knocking the orbs off of each other and picking them up, and when the timer buzzes, Roxas has picked up more orbs.

Both Kairi and Xion cheered when the buzzer went off, something that made a red blush stretch across Roxas’s face and caused him to scratch at his cheek slightly. Sora found himself clapping lightly, teleported back to all the competitions they would do on Destiny Islands, and Naminé laughed, clapping herself.

Roxas looked away from them with a sheepish huff. “It’s just a game,” he grumbled out, embarrassed. “I can fight a lot better with my Keyblade.”

“Of course,” Xion replied easily. “But you won! That’s something to celebrate.”

Both Aqua and Terra found themselves smiling as they witnessed the scene in front of them. A moment of levity between everything.

The announcer declares that Roxas is the winner, saying not even friendship will slow the kid down.

Everyone flinched again. It felt like a bucket of cold water had just been dumped on all of them.

Roxas suddenly couldn’t really revel in his victory anymore. Riku didn’t look at the screen. Terra squeezed his eyes closed.

Roxas runs over to Hayner as the announcer says that Hayner put up a good fight too and asks Hayner if he’s okay. Hayner dramatically says that he lost and that he can’t believe it.

Xion’s eyes flicked between the screen and the Roxas sitting next to her, jaw working as she tried to figure out something to say. Perhaps she would have made a joke, Hayner’s demeanor was really reminding her of Demyx, but the announcer’s previous comment had left a stone in the center of her chest and she, for all her trying, couldn’t speak around it.

Kairi bit her lip, feeling her shoulders rise higher and higher as the uncomfortable silence wore on, and she swallowed roughly, looking down at her hands for a moment. What was she even supposed to say?

Mickey’s ears were still drooping slightly, even as he tried to focus back in on the accomplishment of the boy in front of him.

Hayner says he guesses he taught Roxas well and Roxas replies that it was fun fighting him.

“It… did look fun,” Xion eventually ventured, rubbing her thumbs together for the briefest second before she looked up. She didn’t know when hers and Roxas’s hands had become unlatched, especially with the burst of anxiety that had gone through her when they had lost contact before. “Reminded me of sparring.”

“It was,” Roxas replied, shaking his head slightly and clutching the blue orb tightly in his hand. “Like sparring, I mean. Just… not as dangerous.”

“I wish I could have done it.” Xion winced as she said it, biting the inside of her cheek before barreling on. No turning back now. “I would have beaten you.”

That, at least, was enough for Roxas to finally look at her, a half-offended scoff escaping him. “Oh really?” He leaned forward and a challenging smile flitted across her face, finally feeling the unstable sadness permeating through the room crack down the middle.

“Yes really,” she insisted, and Roxas narrowed his eyes at her.

“You’re lucky that we can’t access our Keyblades here,” he told her, pointing a finger at her. “Or I’d figure out if this place can conjure an arena for us to prove that.”

“Okay, okay,” Axel interjected, placing his hand between the two of them and garnering a quick, confused noise from Xion. She sat back, a flush spreading across her face as she abruptly remembered she and Roxas weren’t alone, and Axel smiled down at the two of them, carefully controlling his laughter. “Figure this out later.”

Roxas sniffed. “I plan to.” Xion gave him another playful look, and he stuck his tongue out at her.

Kairi relaxed with a smile, happy that the air had been broken, and Sora and Riku both gave each other side eyes, no doubting having a similar conversation between the two of them with just their eyes. Aqua shook her head with a rueful grin.

Hayner says it wasn’t fun for him, and Roxas says they should find a way to cheer him up. Hayner says that it’s alright and moves to leave, nearly running into Seifer who tells him to get out of the way.

Several fed up looks were thrown the onscreen boy’s way and Xion scoffed, rolling her eyes. She’d had just about enough of Seifer. “When you fought him, Roxas, I hope you beat him soundly.”

Roxas paused before chuckling slightly awkwardly under his breath. Because while it had been objectively funny to watch Seifer lose to Vivi, he could remember why Seifer had lost.

And what had come after.

Hayner asks Seifer if he’s in a rush to lose and Roxas jumps when he realizes that Vivi’s abruptly next to him. He looks down at Vivi and Vivi chuckles unsettlingly.

“Um, what?” Kairi asked, partly raising her hand like she was still in school, and Riku, Axel, and Roxas winced. Naminé didn’t completely know what was happening, but could guess, and made a face.

“Let’s just say, the simulation got hacked again,” Riku explained, rubbing the back of his head. “I don’t think that’s Vivi.”

“No, it’s not,” Roxas confirmed, and Axel looked away with a deep inhale. Well, it wasn’t like this interaction was as bad as when he killed Vexen or Zexion.

In a white room, Sora is asleep inside a pod.

Several people blinked.

“I really don’t understand these cuts sometimes,” Aqua muttered to herself, resting her chin on her hands, and Terra shrugged loosely from next to her.

“Maybe the reason will become clear eventually,” he offered quietly to her. “The Ancient Keyblade Wielder must have had a reason for each scene.”

Aqua rolled the thought over in her head. “I suppose.”

The cloaked figure is standing in front of it. Riku reached out and touches the pod near Sora’s face.

Riku looked away in an instant. He didn’t think-!

“Riku,” Sora murmured softly, turning to look at the older boy, and Riku pressed his lips together, not meeting Sora’s eyes. Of all the days-

Well actually, most of them weren’t any better.

“I just missed you, okay?” Riku responded, turning and looking back at Sora, hoping desperately that the younger boy wouldn’t ask any more about it. “I could barely remember you, all I had were glimpses and your sleeping body. I… really wanted you back.”

Sora paused for a moment, trying to figure out how to react. How was he supposed to make Riku happy in this scenario, maybe he could-

Slowly, he reached out and took Riku’s hand, tucking it close to them and leaning on Riku’s side. “I’m sorry I went away,” Sora replied. “But I’m here now. And I’m not leaving.” And you’re not leaving me.

Riku froze for a moment before relaxing somewhat. “Okay.”

Kairi looked at the two of them, pursing her lips and pressing back the lump in her throat. It was… still an adjustment.

Axel side-eyed them both. Good save, he thought, before his eyes skated over to Kairi. Was she okay?

Everyone else stayed quiet, not wanting to break the careful moment between the two boys.

In front of the computers, one of the alerts starts beeping, and DiZ looks over, complaining about ‘more scum’.

And moment over.

Roxas recoiled from the screen with a harsh huff, crossing his arms and looking away. Kairi glared at the man, eyes narrowed, and Sora’s face snapped to it, giving the man his patent ‘disappointed look’. He had been giving DiZ that a lot when he showed up.

Riku sniffed slightly but thankfully, nothing more than that happened. Sora refused to let go of his hand though. Oh well, it wasn’t like he wasn’t used to it.

Xion and Vanitas both glared at the screen and Naminé scruntched up her nose. Of course DiZ had to come in right then.

DiZ looks closer at the screen, seemingly recognizing something else, before he stands and leaves the computer station.

Ven tipped his head to the side. “What is it?” He questioned and Axel felt a bitter smile cross his lips.

“It’s me,” he replied, and several looks swung around to stare at him. “I had been sent to take Roxas back.”

“’Back’?” Terra echoed, having the most basic of an idea, but not wanting to be wrong. “Back to where?”

Axel swallowed roughly. “Back to the Organization.”

Both Xion and Roxas couldn’t look at the rest of the room.

Back at the sandlot, Vivi is staring at Roxas off on the sidelines, and Seifer tells him not to mess with his elders.

“Why is he just staring at you?” Kairi asked, looking at Roxas through the corner of her eye, not wanting to fully pull her attention off the screen, and Roxas grimaced.

“Because he’s a Nobody. One of the Lesser ones.”

Sora made a face. “But he looks-.”

“Yeah,” Roxas responded, swallowing roughly. “Yeah he does.”

Vivi turns back to Seifer and the two of them abruptly start sparring, with Vivi being scarily competent. Hayner asks when did Vivi get so tough and Roxas simply shakes his head.

“How old is Vivi?” Sora asked, tipping his head to the side slightly, and Roxas paused.

“I don’t know,” he eventually responded. “But young. Er, younger than us.”

Still young, Aqua thought, but didn’t say anything.

In a shocking move, Vivi beats Seifer, causing the announcer to say that none of them saw that coming, but the winner is Vivi. Rai and Fuu run up to Seifer’s side, helping him off the stage, and Seifer tells Roxas that ‘Vivi’ isn’t Vivi.

“Is this like before?” Xion asked, looking between Naminé and Riku. “That the digital people can tell something’s wrong because the datascape is glitching?”

Riku nodded after a moment. “At this point, we had enough going on that things were starting to slip through the cracks,” he explained. “Like fixing the behaviors and perceptions.”

Roxas is confused and Seifer tells him to take ‘Vivi’ down before walking off. Roxas looks back at Vivi, who’s gone back to staring at him.

“Okay, for a tiny kid with a giant hat, that’s surprisingly scary,” Kairi commented, getting slightly creeped out at the prolonged staring, and both Naminé and Sora nodded in agreement with her. They all knew it wasn’t the kid, Roxas had said it was a Nobody, but at the same time, that wasn’t doing anything to lessen the creepy factor.

The announcer tells Hayner and Roxas that it seems like Seifer’s withdrawn from the match for third place.

“Because he left?” Naminé asked and got several nods in return.

Hayner is happy that it means that he got third and the announcer asks if Roxas is ready for the final match.

“I guess that the datascape is broken so much that they’ll stop the match because Vivi’s acting weird,” Xion noted, and Roxas shrugged. Maybe everyone just thought it was normal. Without the datascape thing, he meant.

It wasn’t like he and Xion knew all the unspoken rules of tournaments.

Roxas hesitantly says yes and Hayner tells him not to forget their promise.

“To split the prize?” Kairi checked and got a nod from Roxas.

Roxas says he knows and heads back up to the stage, meeting Vivi and the announcer on it. The announcer hands them the bats and tells them to keep it clean.

Xion tipped her head to the side. “Keep it… clean?” She parroted, turning to Axel in confusion, and the man leaned down to her.

“He means no cheating,” Axel explained and Xion’s mouth parted in understanding, leaning back against the couch.

“But why clean?” She asked a second later and Axel opened his mouth again before simply shaking his head.

“I don’t know.”

Roxas and Vivi face off against each other and the announcers says it’s the match they’ve been waiting for: Roxas vs Vivi! Roxas gets in a ready position, but Vivi just stares at him.

“Seriously, I feel like I’m waiting for a jump scare,” Kairi muttered, shrinking back slightly and tucking herself against Sora, and the boy nodded wordlessly next to her, worry for his Nobody going through him. He knew Axel had said that it was only him, and Sora didn’t think Axel would actually harm Roxas if everything Axel had done after Roxas had returned to Sora was any indication, but he was still nervous.

The announcer starts the match and Roxas dives at Vivi, only for the boy to jump far above him.

Everyone tensed up, ready for anything to happen. Roxas narrowed his eyes at the screen. Axel couldn’t look at it.

The world suddenly warps and freezes around Roxas. Roxas says not again and backs up.

“Is that you?” Aqua asked, looking over at Axel for a second, and Axel nodded.

Vivi transforms into a Dusk, several more appearing around him again, and Roxas says he guesses that this means that he has to fight them. The Struggle bat turns into his Keyblade.

“At least you didn’t have trouble summoning it this time,” Xion murmured, watching the screen with careful eyes, feeling Axel’s tension through the side she was leaning on.

“No, I guess I didn’t,” Roxas replied.

Roxas fights the Dusks, scattering all of them into nothingness, and he stands on the stage, panting. He stood, looking around and wondering now what, and clapping rang through the air.

“And now I’m here,” Axel drawled, but Xion and Roxas were both able to hear the tightness in his tone, the way his body was taught with tension. Xion leaned more heavily on his side, snatching his hand from where it rested on her shoulder and holding it tightly in her lap, and Roxas leaned on him as well, watching the screen with a blank expression.

Memories flashed through all of their heads. Memories they’d all rather forget.

Roxas turns around, seeing a cloaked figure, and the cloaked figure say all right, calling him Roxas, and telling him to ‘fight, fight, fight’.

“Didn’t you know I had amnesia?” Roxas asked, not taking his eyes away from the screen but clearly aiming the question at Axel. “Why are you acting like I don’t?”

“I was hoping that the past couple of days had jogged anything,” Axel explained, words short, clipped, but not unkind. “And…” And I didn’t want to believe it. Didn’t want to believe that I had lost you.

Roxas stares at him, confused, and the man asks if he really doesn’t remember anything, before pulling off the hood and saying that it’s him, Axel. Roxas repeats the name, and Axel says talk about blank with a capital B.

Vanitas snorted softly. Naminé elbowed him in the side. Vanitas hissed in a breath. “I wish you would stop doing that,” he lightly muttered and Naminé huffed out the corner of her mouth.

“Get better at dodging,” she replied just as softly, and Vanitas laughed quietly. Naminé curled into his embrace.

Ven winced, looking down at his hands. “Talk about blank with a capital B.” If there ever was a sentence to represent him…

Axel says even the Dusks aren’t going to crack this one and summons his chakrams.

“Axel,” Xion said disapprovingly, and Axel winced, rubbing at the back of his head.

“Listen, I had orders,” he tried and Xion sat back with a sigh, rubbing the bridge of her nose slightly.

“I know, I know,” she responded, something tight in her chest that she wasn’t going to address right then. “But still.”

“I wouldn’t have attacked him if I thought he couldn’t fight back,” Axel continued and Xion simply shook her head. Axel wilted slightly.

Roxas tells him to wait a second and to tell him what’s going on, but Axel says this town is his creation, so they don’t have time for a Q & A. He tells Roxas that Roxas is coming with him, conscious or not, and then Roxas can hear the story.

“What would you have done?” Axel asked, looking over at Riku, “If I had succeeded in getting away with him?”

Riku’s eyes slowly slid up to look at him. “You wouldn’t have.”

For a moment, there was no sound in the watching room. And then…

“But hypothetically…” Axel continued and Riku shook his head.

“You wouldn’t have.”

“…Ah.”

Sora slowly leaned more into Riku’s side, trying to get Riku to relax again. He rubbed the knuckles of Riku’s hand.

The world suddenly warps around the two of them again and Axel mutters uh-oh. Angry, Roxas throws the Keyblade onto the ground, shouting what’s going on.

Ven couldn’t look at the screen in that moment, remembering too well all the confusion and pain that had gone through him as he struggled to regain the memories of his time as Xehanort’s apprentice. All the ways he just wanted to hit something, to break something, to make everyone stop and just listen to him and answer his questions.

But nothing he had ever done had worked and he hadn’t managed to stop that insane spiral until they were out on a desert, Terra slipping through his fingers and Aqua standing between him and danger. Until they awoke in this white room, barely any time to talk and figure out what had happened before they were moving on again. For Kingdom Hearts’ sake, Ven had barely gotten a moment to process that Terra was possessed in the outside world before they started to watch the past. And nothing had gotten better since then.

So, he really understood Roxas in that moment. Hopefully, but he didn’t have that much hope, Roxas would get the answers that Ven had never.

Roxas stares at the Keyblade for a second before it teleports back to his hand.

All of the watchers winced at that. That probably wasn’t going to make anything better.

Axel calls him Roxas, number thirteen, the Keyblade’s Chosen One.

Aqua winced, she half thought she would have stopped doing that at this point, and Axel gave her a half-apologetic look. She waved him off. He couldn’t have been expected to know, not really.

Roxas says fine and that Axel asked for it and Axel says that’s more like it. They clash.

While everyone around them winced, and both Axel and Roxas looked away, Xion found herself intrigued, leaning forward as her eyes skated across the screen, following every move. It wasn’t like she was unused to their fighting styles, she had been working with them for nearly a year after all, and she herself had fought Axel full out, but she still found herself sitting on the edge of her seat.

She could tell Axel wasn’t going out, could tell that Roxas wasn’t at hundred percent, but still found herself swept away all the same. Maybe because she could trick herself into believing that she was just witnessing a sparring match between the two of them during a lazy afternoon in the Twilight Town sunlight.

After a while, when they clash together, Axel says that it’s the Roxas he knows. Roxas asks him what he knows, and Axel says that he can’t tell him at the moment.

“Because DiZ was listening?” Kairi asked and Axel shrugged one shoulder, still not looking at the screen full on.

“And because it would have taken forever.”

None of them really thought he was wrong. It was clear, from just watching the past two of Sora’s adventures, that everything around them was complicated.

Roxas says he can too and the world warps around them again. DiZ appears behind them.

Naminé froze slightly, breath hitching for a moment, and Vanitas’s curled around her, letting her hide her face into his chest, hand curling into the fabric of his shirt. Roxas snarled, lip curling up, and Kairi and Xion both gave the man flat looks, tension in their bodies. Aqua and Terra both sat up slightly.

They all had a feeling this wouldn’t end well.

Roxas asks who that is and Axel says so it is him . He throws his chakrams at DiZ, but an invisible shield stops them.

“Cheater,” Roxas muttered dourly, crossing his arms over his chest and clutching the blue orb tightly in his hand. Vanitas snorted.

DiZ tells Roxas that Axel speaks nonsense, and Axel tells Roxas not to let DiZ deceive him.

“Oh, that’s not going to be helpful,” Kairi noted and Riku couldn’t help the half laugh that escaped his chest at her comment. Roxas made a face, remembering the abject confusion that had gone through him during all of this, and Ven looked between the Axel onscreen and the one sitting at the couch, noting the differences between the two of them. The difference in their expressions.

The world starts to warp around Roxas, with DiZ’s and Axel’s voices echoing in his ears, and he pressed his hands over them, closing his eyes. He calls out his friends’ names and the world abruptly goes back to normal around him, with both Axel and DiZ gone.

“Was that you?” Roxas asked, looking over at Riku, and Riku paused for a moment, thinking it over.

“It was… a mix,” he eventually explained, trying to figure out the best way to explain it. “It was a combination of managing to fix the firewalls as well as your own desires. It’s… complicated.”

“No kidding,” Roxas muttered, deciding that it was better if he just didn’t know.

The announcer asks what just happened and Vivi falls over, before standing and wondering how he got there, back to normal.

“Good to know that he’s okay,” Kairi breathed out, a slight smile crossing her face, and Sora looked over at her.

“They’re just data,” Sora reminded her and Kairi blinked.

“Oh, right.”

Vivi walks off as Hayner, Pence, and Olette run onto the stage, congratulating Roxas for his win. Roxas still seems out of it as the announcer declares Roxas’s win.

“Are you okay?” Xion questioned, looking over at Roxas for a moment, and Roxas nodded slowly, finally managing to make himself look back at the screen fully.

“Yeah, I was fine. Physically, at least.” Roxas huffed out a breath, rolling the orb between his fingers again to try and calm down. “I was just… processing a lot.”

“No kidding,” Kairi muttered.

Hayner asks if Roxas is okay and asks if he knows he won, and Roxas slowly replies that he does know. Across from them, Setzer steps up onto the stage.

Kairi gave the man a look, a frown twitching on her lips as she stared at him. Something about him… was just giving her an off feeling.

Olette says that the challenge is starting and the three of them run off, leaving Roxas to walk back up to the announcer. He clearly shakes himself off and reaches for the offered Struggle bat.

“Are you sure you’re ready to go into another fight?” Sora asked, looking over at his Nobody. “You just fought Axel.”

“I know, but the rest of them didn’t know that,” Roxas replied with a shake of his head. “Also, now that I fought Axel, I felt like Setzer wouldn’t be that much of a challenge.”

“Aw,” Axel crooned and Xion elbowed him in the side. “Ow.”

“Was he?” Roxas looked over at Kairi’s question and Kairi moved to clarify. “Setzer. Was he that much of a challenge?”

Roxas’s lip curled into the beginning of a triumphant smile. “No, he wasn’t.”

The announcer tells the two of them to play fair and that they’re at the top of the bracket. Setzer replies that there’s only room for one person up there and the announcer seems taken aback, saying may the best man way.

“Oh, he’s fun,” Kairi drawled, narrowing her eyes even more, and Roxas snorted to himself, the feeling of triumph that had circulated through him for a moment slowly coming back. He remembered how quickly he had beat Setzer, spurred on by both his fight with Axel and the anger at Setzer’s ‘offer’.

He was looking forward to watching it.

Setzer turns to Roxas, calling him Rucksack, and asks if he’d be willing to throw the match for him.

Kairi pursed her lips. Good to know that she had been right to not like the guy.

“You beat him, right Roxas?” Xion asked with a firm tone, narrowing her eyes at the guy, and Roxas nodded with a smirk. “Good.”

“Who asks someone to throw a match?” Sora asked himself, an upset look on his face, and Riku sighed gently before nudging Sora’s slightly. Never change, Sora.

Vanitas snorted. “Rucksack,” he muttered under his breath with a grin, and Naminé giggled lightly.

Roxas is confused and Hayner yells to him to focus. Setzer says he’ll make it worth Roxas’s time and Roxas tells him to get real, settling into a fighting stance.

Xion smiled, as did Kairi, Ven, and Naminé. All of them were particularly looking forward to seeing Roxas beat Setzer into the ground.

Y’know, within the rules.

Theoretically.

The announcer says it’s Roxas, the new rising star, versus Setzer, the defending champion, and that the winner of this match will be the champion until the next year, along with bragging rights.

“Bragging rights,” Kairi echoed with a nod. “That will certainly get all the teenage boys interested.” Both Sora and Riku looked over at her, but she only smiled innocently at them. “I remember your competitions just fine.” Both of them looked away after that.

The announcer starts the match and Roxas lunges forward, easily overtaking Setzer and winning thoroughly.

Xion cheered as the buzzer rang, reaching out across Axel’s lap to grab Roxas by the shoulders and shake him, and both Kairi and Naminé cheered as well, smiles on their faces. Axel’s hand was tight on his shoulder, congratulatory smacking him on the back. Ven clapped along with Sora, Terra and Aqua adding with their own congratulations, and Mickey laughed quietly, watching all the hubbub erupt. Vanitas sat back, only the briefest glimpse of a smile on his face telling the story of what he was feeling, and Riku ducked his head with a saddened grin, knowing that his congratulations were probably the last thing Roxas wanted.

Roxas laughed as Xion shook him, reveling in the feeling for just a moment at finally having won something, and when his eyes slid back open, he didn’t know when he had closed them, Sora’s smile at him made something warm and fuzzy burn in his chest. Stupid Somebodies, he thought ruefully with a bright grin and his ears were overtaken by Kairi and Xion’s shouts pretty quickly.

The townspeople cheer for Roxas as his friends run up on stage to hug him. He gets presented with the Champion’s Belt and the Four-Crystal Trophy.

Roxas’s smile dimmed slightly at that, being hit with the realization that neither of those things were real and, besides the crystal orb, didn’t exist anymore, but he quickly pushed those thoughts away. They weren’t important right then.

In a dark city, Axel sits up with a groan, cradling the back of his head.

“Are you okay?” Xion asked, turning to look at him while also still making sure to keep a hold on Roxas, and Axel shrugged with a rueful smile.

“I got thrown out of simulation pretty hard,” he responded. “Don’t worry, it didn’t hurt for too long.”

With a sigh, he stands up, looking up at the heart shaped moon.

Aqua and Terra both went stiff. They knew, objectively, that Xemnas had been trying to create his own Kingdom Hearts, the others had been quite clear about that, but seeing it… was another thing entirely.

The memory of dust and grit invaded both of their minds.

Axel pauses for a second before walking off, getting swallowed up by the shadows.

“Where were you going?” Kairi asked, distantly recognizing the city, and tensing up slightly as she recalled everything that had happened there. Naminé’s hand in hers, the Keyblade burning in her palm.

“Back to the Organization,” Axel replied with a sigh and a shrug. “To report what I found.”

Roxas looked down at his hands. He knew what that report led to.

Xion looked between the two of them carefully, finally sitting back down to her own seat. She didn’t like those looks at all.

At the clock tower, the four of them sit on the edge with Roxas holding the trophy in his arms.

Aqua tensed up as she watched them on the edge of the clock tower. Every time they went up there…

Roxas pulls off the different gems from the trophy, tossing one to each person, and holds up the blue one to the sun, watching sparkle.

Stupidly, Roxas felt his arm twitch, like he wanted to do the same thing his onscreen counterpart was doing, even though there was no sun to speak of in the room. The glittering of the crystal burned in his eyes, remembering the way it had just looked so beautiful and perfect in that moment and even everything that had come after it couldn’t truly dim that moment of beauty.

No matter how hard the world had tried.

Roxas says as promised and Pence thanks him, with Hayner saying more treasures for them to share.

Roxas blinked, suddenly remembering what exactly came after this. Ah, he thought blankly, eyes flicking from Axel to Aqua. He remembered her worry about the clock tower. They’re… not going to react the greatest.

Olette says she has a present for them all as well and pulls out four ice cream bars. When Roxas jumps up to get his, his foot slips and he falls off the clock tower as the world starts to glitch.

Roxas!” Xion shrieked as she witnessed it, immediately throwing herself back across Axel’s lap to grasp onto him, as if to reassure herself that he was okay. “You fell!”

Aqua froze up, hand encircling Terra’s arm in a vice grip as all the air was punched out of her, fingers instinctively twitching with magic she knew would not help and could not help anyone in this scenario.

Both Sora and Kairi gasped and even Riku’s eyebrows went up, mouth parting slightly in surprise. He didn’t remember this.

“Xion, Xion, I’m okay,” Roxas said, reaching out and taking her hands in his from where they were frantically running over his body, as if to make sure he was all there. “I’m fine.”

“You fell of the clock tower!” She yelped and he gave her a look.

“So have you,” he responded, feeling the way Axel’s arm had gone tight around his back. “And at least here I was in a virtual world, and they were able to stop it.”

Still.” Xion hissed out, leaning forward and placing her forehead against Roxas’s.

She fell off too?!” Aqua hissed to herself and Terra gave her a concerned look, not moving to pull her hand from his arm. He had suffered worse pain in the past before.

Surprisingly, Naminé didn’t react in the slightest, something that made Vanitas look down at her with a furrowed brow, and she looked up at him. “I knew this was going to happen,” she said, answering his unasked question with a shrug, and Vanitas simply accepted that as fact.

“So, I’m okay right?” Roxas said, moving their hands between the two of them before gently letting go. “I’m okay. We’re all okay.”

“Still, that shouldn’t have happened,” Axel said lowly, and Roxas shrugged.

“Blame DiZ,” he replied flippantly, and Axel nodded like he was planning to.

A girl in a school uniform walked down a path at sunset, holding a schoolbag.

“Oh,” Kairi said, surprised, as she saw her past self. “I thought I wouldn’t show up until…” Well, until Axel had kidnapped her, but she supposed it made sense that this would be shown. This was when she had started to remember Sora after all.

Sora couldn’t help the smallest way his heart panged as he saw her. She had changed so much, become so different during their year apart, all while Sora had barely changed at all, besides physically. He had been picturing her in his head all wrong for weeks and that… was still something he was trying to deal with. It was fine, it had to be fine, she was fine, it just… bothered him.

Selphie calls out to her, catching up to her and asks if Kairi feels like going out to the island.

Sora blinked. “Is it just the Island now?” He asked slowly, blinking a little as he turned to Kairi. “I thought it used to be the Play Island?”

“Oh,” Kairi realized, playing with a strand of her hair. “I mean, we all kinda stopped calling it that once the school year started. It just sounded… not right.” Childish, had been the word used around the school, but it wasn’t like she was going to tell Sora that.

Sora stared down at his hands for moment.

“Sora?” Riku asked, looking at the boy, and Sora popped his head back up, smiling instinctively at Riku.

“It’s fine!” He said, curling his hand into a fist. “It’ll just… be an adjustment.” When his attention went back to the screen, perhaps deliberately, Kairi and Riku exchanged a glance over his head.

But they didn’t say anything.

Selphie says they haven’t been in so long and that Tidus and Wakka are wrapped up in their ball game and won’t go with her. Kairi says not today, sorry, and then two of them reach the top of the hill.

Both Sora and Riku got the feeling they’d had earlier when the main settlement of the Destiny Islands could be seen behind Kairi, the orange topped roofs and white buildings tugging on heartstrings they both hadn’t realized they still had.

Riku looked away with a sigh. He wanted to visit it, he really did, but that was all it would be. A visit.

He had moved on too much to go back and live there.

Sora looked down at his hands, breathing through the feeling. It was okay, everything was fine, he would get back to there eventually. Once he had saved the worlds. Once there was no more danger.

Selphie asks why not, and Kairi asks if she remembers those boys who used to hang out with them. Selphie asks Riku and Kairi says yes, with Selphie saying she misses him and wondering what happened to him.

“I wonder if they think I’m dead,” Riku muttered, mostly to himself, but it got both Sora’s and Kairi’s attentions.

“Well, everyone knows your plan to go see other worlds,” Kairi explained, shrugging one shoulder while also biting the inside of her cheek. “I think everyone wants to believe that you’re alive out there, doing what you wanted to, but… there are definitely some people who think you’re… gone.”

Riku paused for a moment, processing that, before he turned back to her. “My family?” He questioned and Kairi shook her head.

“No, they’ve kept up faith.” She leaned forward, placing a hand on his knee, and he looked down at her. “I talked to them, vaguely, when I came back. Your mothers too.” She directed the last bit at Sora. “I told them that you were alive and okay. I don’t know if they believed me or not, but they didn’t seem to think you were dead. And while I don’t know what they’re thinking now, now that Sora’s being remembered again and I’m gone, but they didn’t think you were dead.”

Riku slowly put his hand on top of hers. “Thank you,” he said, and she nodded. His relationship with them was rocky, some might call it dysfunctional, but he did still love them, even as he’s found another family out in the stars. He would never want to abandon them completely.

Maybe, when all this is done, he could go back to them. See them again. Tell them about the worlds.

Kairi says that he’s far away but that she knows they’ll see him again.

“And we will,” Kairi repeated before finally pulling her hand away. Riku found that he missed its weight for just a moment.

Selphie agrees with her, and Kairi asks what about the other boy. Selphie asks what other boy.

Sora flinched. It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s being undone, none of it matters, they’ll remember you soon, it’s fine, it’s fine, this ship runs on happy faces.

“Sora?” Kairi questioned, placing a hand on his shoulder, and he smiled over at her.

“I’m fine,” he responded, and her lips twitched. But not up into a smile.

Kairi says the one who was with her and Riku all the time, playing on the Island with them. She says that for a while she could hear his voice, but now it’s gone.

Naminé looked down at her hands, squeezing her eyes together for a moment. I fixed it, I fixed it. It’s not my fault, they made me do it, if I feel bad about it I’m not a bad person. She slid her eyes back open, staring at the screen head on. I fixed it as quickly as I could.

Kairi says now she can’t remember his face or even his name and that she feels awful about it. So, she told herself that she’s not going to the Island until she can remember everything about him.

Roxas looked over at Xion for a second, seeing the way she was enraptured by the screen, hands in her lap and eyes wide, taking everything in. Would it be worse, he wondered, if he had remembered that there was someone he was missing? If he remembered that there had been someone there, someone he couldn’t remember… would that be worse than never remembering them at all? Or would it be better?

At least when you can’t remember something, you can’t remember to miss it.

But…

His eyes slid back to Xion, even as he tried to focus on the screen again.

I would have rather missed it, than never hurt because of it.

I would have rather missed you.

Selphie asks if Kairi’s sure she didn’t just make him up and Kairi nods, before clutching her head in pain.

Sora sat up with a jolt. “Are you okay?” He gasped out, turning to look at her in an instant, and Kairi nodded, already fending off the hands that were reaching for her to check.

“I’m okay, I’m okay,” she responded, getting a sudden sense of déjà vu after just witnessing this same scenario between Xion and Roxas. “This helped me remember! You reached out to me, your heart did.”

“I did?” Sora questioned, sitting back against the couch, and Kairi nodded. She wasn’t surprised he didn’t remember, it seemed like a lot of stuff that had to do with the heart didn’t get remembered.

Roxas, falling from the clock tower, asks Naminé what’s happening to him. Kairi asks who he is and that her name isn’t Naminé, it’s Kairi.

“How are you connecting?” Ven wondered aloud, looking between the different couches. “I mean, you said that Sora’s heart reached out to you, but how…?”

“I think it has to do with them being Nobodies and Somebodies,” Mickey answered, leaning forward slightly. “Roxas is Sora’s Nobody and Kairi is Naminé’s Somebody. And Roxas and Naminé already have a connection. It doesn’t seem that unlikely that a connection could be traced through the four of them to connect Sora and Kairi together. Especially in a situation like this.”

Kairi nodded in agreement and Roxas’s lips twitched. He only got like, half of that.

Roxas recognizes the name and says she’s the girl he likes.

Riku closed his eyes slowly, taking a deep breath in. It shouldn’t hurt him, it shouldn’t. Sora and Kairi belonged together, they were so good for each other. Happy together in the light, saving all the worlds. He should just be happy that he was able to witness it.

Kairi winced. Well, yes… but no, she thought, breathing through the instinctive pain that went through her at the thought. He likes me, I know he does, but as a friend. His head… has always been turned by another.

Kairi asks who and asks him for a name. Roxas says he’s Roxas and Kairi asks if he can tell her his name.

“Your past self is certainly handling this well,” Ven noted, looking over at Kairi for a moment, and when she looked back at him in confusion, he elaborated. “I mean, you adjusted quickly to all… this.”

Kairi shrugged loosely. “As if this was the weirdest thing I had gone through in the past two years.”

And Ven thought that was pretty fair.

Sora suddenly asks Kairi if she doesn’t remember his name and says thanks a lot.

Sora looked down at his hands, grimacing slightly. He didn’t remember any of this at all. He should have.

He says he guesses it can’t be helped and says he can give her a hint. He says it starts with a letter S.

Kairi suddenly found herself sniffling slightly, thrown back into all those emotions she had gone through when she had finally, finally gotten confirmation that she wasn’t crazy and that the boy had existed after all.

“You couldn’t have just told me?” She asked with a wet sounding giggle and Sora leaned on her in an instant, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and tapping their temples together for a moment.

“Of course not!” He chirped, a familiar smile on his face. “What’s the fun in that?”

With another sniffle, she shoved him in the chest, gently. He just took it with a smile.

Kairi wakes up back on Destiny Islands, laying on the ground, and Selphie helps her up, asking if she’s okay. Kairi nods and stares out to see, before suddenly grabbing her bag and taking off down the path towards the beach.

“Um?” Ven questioned, looking over at Kairi again, and Kairi huffed out a small laugh, rubbing at her eyes slightly before she looked back at the screen.

“I guess I had sensed that… something like this would happen,” she revealed with another small giggle. “Maybe it was because I was starting to remember Sora. But I had something. Something I had to send off.”

Kairi stops at the beach, kneeling down at the edge of the waves, and Selphie catches up with her. Kairi takes out a small bottle with a letter inside and Selphie asks what that is.

Sora sat up abruptly, patting around his pockets for a moment, and Kairi tipped her head to the side, giving him a confused look. “Uh, Sora,” she questioned. “What are you doing?”

“Your letter!” He exclaimed, sitting back with a huff when he realized it wasn’t there. “I told you I was reading it before the Door to Light opened and we ended up here, but I guess… I guess it didn’t come with us. I’m sorry.”

Kairi blinked. “Oh, that’s okay,” she said, waving him off a couple of times. “It seems like it served its purpose.” Also, I don’t know if I want it here and able to be read, she finished in her head. That was a little private.

Kairi says that it’s a letter and that she wrote it yesterday to the boy she can’t remember. She says that she wrote that no matter where he is, she’ll find him someday, and when she finished it, she remembered they made a promise, an important one. She knows that this letter is where it starts.

“And it was,” Sora said, leaning on her side again while also reaching for Riku’s hand and the three of them curled close for a moment. “Your letter found us and got us out of the Realm of Darkness. And while we’re not home, we’re all together again. And that’s all we need.”

“Exactly,” Kairi murmured softly, looking over Sora’s head at Riku, only feeling the slightest pang in her heart as she witnessed the soft look in Riku’s eyes as he stared down at Sora. “This is good enough for now. And we can always make a new promise.”

Make a new promise.

I’ll always be there for you. Even if it’s in a different way now. I refuse to be left behind again.

Selphie says she hopes he gets it and Kairi says he will.

Sora squeezed her tighter for a minute, drawing a smile out of both of them.

“Starts with an S… Right, Sora?”

“You remembered,” Sora murmured softly, right in her ear, and Kairi smiled, remembering barely an hour or two prior when she had said the same thing to him when he finally remembered her existence after Naminé’s meddling.

They really needed to stop forgetting each other.

“I did,” she replied, just as softly. “And I’m never forgetting again.”

The rest of the room smiled softly at them, or at least didn’t scoff, and let them have their moment for a second, watching as the screen started to shift to the next thing.

In between his fingers, Roxas rolled the crystal orb over again. He had almost forgotten, in the haze of everything else but…

Two days left…

Two days left and then I get to witness the moment I lost everything.

Notes:

I do believe this is the newest longest chapter. 18,000 words. Geeze.

But anyway, I have returned! Fully. Actually. With a chapter that I wrote in the past three days. Like I said in the beginning note, thank you truly for all the support during my time away. Knowing that there was a community of people perfectly willingly to wait for me to be ready to write again was one of the greatest feelings in the world and truly gave me the space to let myself heal before I came back. I hope you guys find the wait was worth it.

In terms of an update schedule going forward, I'm looking at hopefully doing a chapter once a month, near the end, that I'll be slowly working on over the course of that month. I've learned my lesson about cramming these chapters and trying to write them all in a weekend, and how to give myself space away from them. Perhaps in the future, this will change, but for now, this is it.

Notes:
1. So I don't know if there's a canonical voice for the words that appear in Roxas's dream like Mickey is the canonical one for Sora, so I made it Xion. Gotta add that angst in somehow. If it's a different canonical character, it's Xion now for my story.
2. For the white room with Roxas and Naminé for this chapter and their talk in the next, I decided that it was just another part of the datascape. Because the game seems to be implying in their next conversation that they're talking in Roxas's heart, but that didn't exactly make sense to me, so it's this now.
3. I know that Olette with a nail baseball bat is from the manga, but let me have it here. You can't tell me she wouldn't have something like that with all the stupid stuff that Hayner and Pence get into.

Okay, I gotta go now, I'm so tired and I've got school in the morning. This morning, technically. I hope this chapter was worth the wait for y'all, thank you again for being so kind and understanding, and I will see you guys in the chapter. Comments and Kudos are always appreciated! Have a wonderful day/night/morning/afternoon!