So recently I went back and played the last few bits of Kingdom Hearts again for kicks. This led to my getting hit by one of those particles of inspiration sleeting throughout the universe. Seeing as how Dawn of New Light wasn’t getting any views and died (and that’s fine, I was too lazy to update it anyhow) I figured I could make a new thread without fear of reproof. The idea popped into my head for a sequel to Kingdom Hearts. I do want criticism and comments on this, so if you have even the slightest inclination to post or have a suggestion, please share. I can promise updates on this every other day at the very least, and probably on consecutive days.
I don’t know how long this will be, so I’ll just start writing. :toast:
Kingdom Hearts
Seekers of the Balance
[i]Dear Diary.
The word of the day today is ‘boredom.’ ‘Boredom’ is a noun commonly used to describe a state of lassitude where one does not have the capacity nor the drive to do or find interest in anything.
Notes: Incidentally, ‘boredom’ has been the word of the day for the past fifty-seven days.
Sincerely, Kairi[/i]
Kairi had never been bored easily. The thing was that back when she had never been bored easily, there had actually been something new and exciting to do, or at least something not dull to the point of not meriting doing. In her eyes, the crux of this delicate balance was the fact that back then there was always someone to do the something with.
Now Sora and Riku were gone, leaving only the few other children on the island and their parents. In the years since the widening gap had forced her to let go of Sora’s hand or fall into the endless abyss, those children had grown up significantly and had begun to father their own offspring.
Kairi was the exception. Now twenty-four, she was the only inhabitant of Destiny Islands that was unattached to anyone else. She drifted here and there, just whiling away the time. Her eyes had grown dull and listless in the long years of self-imposed solitude. The paradise Fate had given her to live in no longer seemed a paradise, but rather a prison in which she was incarcerated. On the days when she could scarcely bear the weight of her loneliness she would flee to the old secret place and gaze for hours at the spot where the door once stood.
Every night her mind would go through the same dream, again and again. She passed from the fields we know, across the border of twilight into the realm inhabited by no mortal. There she would find Sora and Riku, and she would be happy until she awoke. Once, Kaira had been so heartbroken when she awoke that she ran out to the shore and started to swim out to sea, desperate to get away, to go somewhere new. The only reason she was still alive was because a merciful tide bore her soaked, unconscious form back to the shore. Everyone thought that she was trying to end it all and began trying to convince her of everything she had to live for, which depressed her even more.
Another source of Kairi’s torture was the paopu fruit. Whenever they were in bloom she would gaze at them, mentally railing at herself for not having shared one with Sora when she had the chance. She would often think if they had only shared a fruit their destinies would be intertwined and there would be some small hope of seeing him again. Plunging into bitterness and self-resentment, Kairi isolated herself more and more in their secret place. Nobody knew what to do. A general consensus was reached that all that could be done had been done and that whether she wanted to live or die was Kairi’s decision now. Hearing this, Kairi went for what she believed to be the final time to their secret place.
Closing her eyes, hoping she would never wake up again, Kairi made her peace and fell asleep.
The gummi ship rattled as it hit an interdimensional subspace eddy. Cloud nearly fell and broke his neck before a strong arm grabbed him from behind and hauled him upright.
Angrily, Cloud swatted away Sephiroth’s arm. “Back off.”
A smile flitted across the man’s perfect face. “We’re on the same side, here. Can’t we let the past be the past?”
Tension swelled up to palpable levels before Cid barked something obscene followed by a sharp “shut up.” He glared at them over his shoulder from his piloting position for a moment, then turned his attention back to his instruments. “Can’t navigate worth crap if you two are having it out in the back. Stow the bullshit until we’re somewhere safe.”
“He’s right, you know,” Aerith chimed in softly, putting a hand on Cloud’s shoulder. “Please, Cloud.”
Cloud shrugged her comforting hand off. “I’ll be fine as long as he doesn’t try anything.” Stalking away, or at least stalking to the extent the cramped gummi ship allowed, he rested an arm on the back of Cid’s pilot chair and squinted out at the shifting interdimensional plane. “How long before we arrive, Cid?”
Cid took a drag on his cigarette. “Depends. If our old friends give us trouble on the way…”
Yuffie spoke up from the back. “Shut up, you’ll jinx it!”
Abruptly, the gummi ship rocked several times in quick succession. Another gummi ship, designed along blockier lines, soared out in front of them and hit its boosters.
“Shit,” Cid observed. “We’re running a bit short on fuel due to unforseen astrogation difficulties. Still in the green for the return trip even factoring in twice the amount of subspace distortion we saw coming in, but if I have to hit the boosters, that could change.”
“Slow and steady,” Sephiroth advised. “The girl’s proven herself resourceful in the past. I don’t think a gummi ship full of them will be enough to take her down before we can arrive.”
Cloud ground his teeth at the prospect of agreeing with Sephiroth out loud, but Aerith saved him the pain. “He’s right,” she said. “It’ll work out. It would be horrible if we ran out of fuel on the way back because we wasted too much getting there.”
“It’s settled, then,” Cid said. “Slow and stead-” He almost jumped out of his chair. “What the hell? Look at that!”
Everyone except “Leon”, who just absentmindedly turned his head, craned their necks or stood up to see out the viewscreen. The enemy gummi ship had done something that nobody had expected. Instead of finding an already established portal, it had slipped into the substream and punched a hole into straight into the Destiny Islands dimesion.
“And we gotta take the damn door!” Cid roared.
“It’ll work out,” Yuffie said sardonically in a mincing impersonation of Aerith’s voice. “I say punch it, gramps!”
“Oh, that’s really going to motivate him,” Leon sighed softly.
Cid gave Yuffie a piercing stare over his shoulder. “I should cut the throttle to fifty percent for you calling me ‘gramps.’ Put up and shut up.”
Yuffie sighed and slumped back into her seat.
Something was buzzing at Kairi in the back of her mind. It was a familiar presence, but not familiar in a good sense. As she reentered the waking world she heard a low, ominous humming, so deep it vibrated her teeth.
She crawled out of the secret place to be confronted with a horrifying sight.
The air above the sea was bulging, rippling. It was being pulled and pushed and contracted and expanded all at the same time. Looking at it gave her a headache. What’s coming?
Abruptly the bulge exploded and imploded simultaneously and out popped a gummi ship. Kairi’s eyes widened. Is it possible? Could Sora and Riku be in there?
Her hopes were dashed when something monstrous strode out of the gummi ship. From what could be seen through the black shroud of fog that surrounded it, the figure was roughly humanoid, with elongated limbs and a ramrod-straight back. It had a bullet head and glowing red eyes. Emblazoned upon its forehead was the symbol of the Heartless.
It lazily raised a long, gangly arm and pointed. A black portal opened and Heartless began to stream out onto the sands of Destiny Islands.
Kairi felt her scream stick in her throat. What do I do?
Abruptly the figure’s bullet head snapped to face her. Its horrible red eyes locked onto hers and flashed malevolently. It screamed something incoherent and all the Heartless started swarming towards her.
Kairi was paralyzed with fear and shock. She thought Sora had driven all the Heartless away. How could they still exist? And why were they after her?
The thought of Sora broke her paralysis. No matter what happened, she had to live so she could see him again. She had to run, to escape. If nothing else, she had to tell him what she should have told him when that widening gap separated them from each other.
Unfortunately, the Heartless had her completely surrounded. The only way left to go was back into the secret place, which was a dead end.
It’s better than nothing. Kairi turned to flee and smacked headlong into a tall man that had seemingly emerged from nowhere. She stumbled backwards, shocked, and got a good look at him. He had jade-green eyes, with long white hair and several bangs that hung down sharply over his face. He wore all black. In his hand was a sword positively enormous in its sheer length.
The man took one look at her and gestured sharply with his head at the secret place. “Go. The door is open. I’ll hold them off.”
Kairi opened her mouth to ask who he was, but someone else cut her off. It was another man, with spiky blonde hair and a sword that was massively wide. “There’s no time,” he said. “Hurry up and get in here. You’re the only way we can find the Keyblade Master.”
Her hesitation evaporated at the mention of Sora. Kairi nodded and ran for the secret place. The blond-haired man ducked inside when he saw he had secured her cooperation. She looked over her shoulder and saw that the white-haired man was slaying gigantic amounts of Heartless with every sweep of his blade. One moment he was at the front lines, keeping them at bay, and at the next moment he disappeared in a flash of black light and reappeared in the midst of the enemy. He launched into a whirlwind frenzy of slashes, literally blowing those he struck into the air.
The last thing Kairi saw of the battle before ducking into the secret place was the fog-wreathed figure glide at incredible speed towards the white-haired man. From her position inside the tunnel leading to the secret place, Kairi heard an explosion of white noise. A moment later the white-haired man appeared behind her in another flash of black light, holding his shoulder. He looked like he was in pain.
“Hurry up,” he hissed through clenched teeth. “We can’t afford to delay.”
Kairi entered the secret place and saw for the first time since Destiny Islands had originally been attacked the door. It was wide open. A great white radiance streamed out of it, making discerning what was on the other side impossible
The blond-haired man was standing next to it, beckoning her inside. “Come on! We need you!”
Sora…
Without a second thought, Kairi jumped through the doorway.
Remember, I do want comments, criticism, and possible suggestions for the story. On a related note, if I ever spell Kairi “Kaira” please don’t be too mean. My pinky finger seems to have a thing for the A button when I really should be hitting the I button. Hope you enjoyed the first installment. Until next time. 
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