Fan Fiction ❯ Heart of the Warrior ❯ Heart of the warrior ( Chapter 1 )

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Heart of the warrior

A Kingdom hearts fanfiction

By Diane Kelley

The woman looked up as the darkness swallowed her apartment building, abject
terror etched on her fine-boned face as it tore her away from her family, her
five year old daughter and three year old son screaming “Mommy!” as it slowly
enveloped her, then her husband and children shortly after.

Diane shook the fuzziness out of her head as she woke up in strange yet somehow
familiar surroundings, her red waves bouncing a bit. Above her was a handsome
face, with clear blue eyes peering down at her, the man’s ever-present smile
glued to his face.

“Hello, Hercules. . . “She said drolly. “And don’t ask how I know who you are,
I’m from Earth . . . we have so many legends I could probably repeat the entire
Olympian pantheon in exact order.”

The young demi-god shook his head slowly at the Earth-woman who had suddenly
landed herself in his home. ‘The Heartless found your world as well. They are
spreading even faster than Father feared.” Then, he shook his head, and stated
the obvious. “You seem rather upset, ma’am.”

“It’s Diane, and I’m beyond upset. I’m pissed as Hell! I lost my home, my
family, Hell, my entire damn world! And because of a problem some idiot around
here who couldn’t contain his curiosity enough to keep his fucking hands to
himself caused! I’d think you’d be pretty upset, too, if they ripped through
YOUR home.”

She snorted, then caught a flash of black leather from the corner of her eye,
and cocked a thumb in that direction. “So, Nut head is here, too, I see.”

A deep voice echoed from the darkened corner of the stadium. “Yes, ‘Nut head’,
as you so eloquently said, is here, as well.” A pair of large, slanted cat-like
eyes glowing an eerie green pinned her from the shadows, then she looked up to
see the slender yet strong form of the silver-haired former General as he
stepped into the full light. He smirked at her “You have a problem with that?”

“None at all, just remind me not to fall in love with you. . .the last person
who did ended up dead.”

An answering smirk tipped the right corner of her mouth up slightly, then it
raised her eyebrow up as emphasis. She wanted him to believe she was not a bit
afraid of him, when in truth she was shaking inside like a leaf. “Not like that
is a possibility. . .My main goal is to find Mike and my kids and get the Hell
outta this shithole.”

Sephiroth quirked a slight grin at the woman who looked up at him with her
gem-like blue eyes full of fire, not even a trace of fear in her countenance,
though he knew she was likely terrified. “I’d like to get out of this shithole,
too, but that’s not an option for me.” With that, he brushed a wayward lock of
gleaming hair out of his face, turned, and strode off.

Diane turned back to Herc, muttering something about “Rude frickin’ nutters” as
she watched him stalk off over her shoulder.