Fan Fiction ❯ Black Orchid ❯ Leaving Home ( Chapter 1 )

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How lazy are the ages.

History repeats itself, constantly. There may be different people, or different names, but the template they're plugged into is still the same. You turn the page, only to be greeted by more words. They're words you haven't read, but it's still the same book…

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It was getting harder to breathe. Harder to keep swinging. Harder to resist. There were endless amounts of them, and more just kept forming. The darkness was closing in on him, and he had no escape. Sora was making his last stand.

He swung the keyblade. It pushed the Heartless back, but didn't seem to actually hurt them. They stayed back, none of them venturing forwards, but all of them circling in, closing in on him, a suffocating wave of black with shining orbs of hunger floating in it. Their eyes, the eyes that never blinked, were coming closer.

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"Sora!"

A blur of motion, topped with gray, burst through the mass. Gloved hands and a black winged blade threw the Heartless back until they had uncovered Sora. He looked up blearily at the gray haired man who stood guarding him.

"So…so cold…" whispered Sora, his blue eyes nearly shut.

"Sora, stay with me!" yelled the figure.

"Riku?" asked Sora, slowly rising to his feet.

"The one and only," replied Riku, flashing Sora a smile over his shoulder. He turned back and struck out at a few of the more venturous Heartless. "This is bad. We gotta run."

"I can…" huffed Sora, bringing the keyblade into ready with both hands, "still…fight…"

"No way," barked Riku over his shoulder, "you're too broken, and so is the keyblade. It's not working. We have to find out why, and to do that…"

He began summoning energy, and a ball of darkness, sucking in nearby Heartless, formed above his free hand.

"We have to get out of here first."

"What...?" asked Sora, swinging the keyblade feebly at the Heartless.

"A little trick I learned from Maleficent as her puppet," replied Riku grimly. "Now let's go!"

The ball of darkness burst into a portal. The two jumped through, and the Heartless swarmed in towards them.

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"Sora! Riku!"

"Kairi!" shouted Sora, stumbling towards her.

"We've gotta move," said Riku, brushing past them towards the door.

"You didn't find anyone else?" asked Kairi softly.

"No."

Riku stood there, his back to them as they stared.

"Their hearts weren't strong enough before, and they aren't now either. People don't change with time. Being older just means you've had more time to make more mistakes."

He walked up to the door and but his hands on it. He swung it open, and was momentarily pushed back by the out rush of energy. Inside, he could see the white light fighting the black dark. And losing. The heart of their world was falling to the Heartless. Again.

"Let's go."

"You sure this will work?" asked Kairi, her face worried.

"I trust him."

She looked back at Sora.

"If we don't trust him, then we'll never make it out of here," he said, walking forwards to the open door. "If we don't trust each other, then we'll be separated. Again."

Kairi nodded, and walked forwards, grabbing both their hands.

"See you on the other side," she said, looking to each of them.

"Yeah," said Riku, looking into the door.

"The other side…" said Sora, also looking in.

Together, they stepped through the doorway, out of their world.

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In his small shade of an existence, no power, no body, no will, a mere memory of himself, Ansem laughed. And thought to himself.

"How lazy are the ages…"

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Children laughed. The sound of children at play is always a joyful thing. Provided you aren't close enough to actually make out what they're saying.

"I'll get you for that!"

"Sure, whatever, O-chee!"

"Grrrr…"

Orchid sat down on the ground, her blue eyes narrow, thoroughly ticked, and even madder because she knew she couldn't catch them. She irately blew at a strand of her blonde hair that had fallen in her face.

"Come back here and fight!" she yelled, standing up again, waving her wooden practice sword.

"I would, but Mom told me it's not nice to hurt little girls! Nyaa!"

"Just wait 'll I…"

She stopped when she felt the hand on her shoulder. She turned to see the smiling face of her best friend Eriks. She swung her sword at him, but he caught deftly with his left hand.

"Now, now," he said mildly, walking away to sit under a tree. "It's not like I did anything."

Orchid followed and sat next to him. She sighed and leaned back against the tree.

"I know. It's just so, so frustrating sometimes. I know they just treat me like that because I'm a girl. Like they can't bear the thought that I could be an equal," fumed Orchid. "Not like you," she added.

"I just think better," said Eriks, running his fingers through his spiky black hair. "I'll only treat you how a 'girl' should be treated if you act like a 'girl', Orca"

"If you were anyone else, I'd clobber you for calling me that."

"That's why I call you that."

He smiled smugly at her as she scrunched up her face into a pout. Then he laughed.

"What?" said Orchid indignantly.

"You're so funny when you do that," answered Eriks. "And that's why they do it, you know. Tease you, that is."

He leaned forwards and brought his knees up to rest his elbows on.

"It's 'cause you're so honest and open. If you're happy, you smile. If you're sad, you frown. And if they tease you, you pout, or get all huffy."

"Just that? They give me hell every day because I don't shrug it off?"

"Sure. You shouldn't worry about it so much. We're still just kids."

He was right of course, she thought. They were both 14. They lived in the town of Arcadia, a peaceful place in a mellow valley, surrounded by far off mountains. She always wondered what was out there beyond the mountains, or beyond the stars. Who was out there.

As Eriks got up, she looked at him, for the first time in a while just thinking about what he looked like. Spiky black hair, a moderately animated face, black t-shirt, black vest, baggy tan pants, and brown tennis shoes. She looked to herself. Long, blonde hair that went halfway down her back and sometime visited her face with bangs that almost reached her eyes topping a highly animated and open face. This was above a short, blue, sleeveless, hooded sweatshirt, an equally short tank top under it, the snugly fitting sleeves of said sweatshirt covering from her wrists to partway up her upper arms, and well-worn fingerless gloves. The rest of her was an exposed midriff, baggy shorts, and large white and blue tennis shoes. Interesting how the simple one dressed up complex, while the complex one dressed so simple. Just another one of life's mysteries, she thought.

She got up also and followed him.

"So, Orca," said Eriks, "wanna see the cave I told you about?"

"The one with the door?" Orchid asked him. He nodded. "Sure."

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"Damn," he swore under his breath. Sora was in Traverse town. He could think of worse places to end up. Places he was afraid Kairi and Riku might have ended up in.

The trip had been…violent. But too fast to register when it happened. All he knew was that at some point, Kairi lost her grip on them, and they weren't all together, as they had hoped. He had to find somebody he knew. Maybe Cid was still around.

At least he still had the keyblade. But he feared it might do him no good.

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Urm: yeah. R & R. (I pick up the lingo fast!) I won't have this second section again.

So: these are somewhat slow, but very detailed. It's how I write. Yeah. 20 pages and I'm still not even to guard armor. Yeah, in case you didn't know, this will follow the game a lot, but with many changes. The only major ones are going to be big background plot stuff, like the secrets of what's going on, and the antagonists. But on a world to world basis, it's gonna parallel a lot. Until later. Then I might think of some new Disney movies to use. So read! I'll never say this again, since I don't think many people read random chapters and not the first. I feel like Kohta Hirano, the author of Hellsing, writing casual junk like this. At least I'm not jabbering like the weirds at fanimecon…