Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Darkness...thoughts. ❯ Heart of Darkness ( One-Shot )

I watched him standing there. The shock was evident on his face. He had not expected me to take the keyblade from him, did not think that I would steal almost everything he had worked with. He stood there alone, gripping the wooden sword I had thrown him with, what, remorse? Anger? Sorrow? Or maybe it was simply something else that I could not guess. At the time, I felt very good about myself. Sora, the boy who had abandoned me and Kairi, the showoff who just replaced his friends when the going got tough, was now down in the dumps. He had betrayed his best allies, and now he was getting what he deserved. Or so I thought.

His two friends, the king's lackeys followed me up to the castle, leaving Sora behind. I suppose that they were so concerned about their king, that they would follow anyone. I looked back, for an instant, at the boy who used to be my best friend. He stood there, his head hung low, obviously thinking about his friends' betrayal. At the time, I couldn't have cared less.

I was a little afraid, I suppose. Scratch that, I was so scared, I thought that the ground was going to open right out from under me. My weapon was gone, my friends had left me, and I was in some castle probably crawling with the heartless. What hurt me most wasn't that Donald and Goofy had left. I know that they have their duty to their king, I have no reason to blame them. It hurt a little, but their loyalty to their king is kinda touching, ya know? It hurt that Riku, my best friend, whom I had searched countless worlds for, would betray me like this. My friend, my idol is now running around with a bunch of heartless jerks! His motives are good, I suppose, Kairi is his main reason, but he doesn't seem to realize that the heartless can not be trusted. I'm worried about him. That moment was filled with revelations. After they all had left, I knew that I couldn't just give up. I promised all the people I had met during my travels that I would help destroy the evil shadows of heartless hurting all worlds. I also had to recover Kairi from those heartless bums. There was no way I could give up now. Sure I was almost alone, but I still had friends I cared about, and I was willing to do anything for them. Even Riku.

When his friends returned to him, I felt a little upset. If truths to be told, I was kind of glad they did. I didn't really want their friendship with Sora and the search for their king on my conscience. I almost admired them for that resolve looking back later. While it was happening, I completely freaked out and attacked them. The return of the keyblade to Sora was a huge shock as well. A small corner of my mind expected it though. Sora was the perfect story hero. He was brave, strong, kind, and just had that quality that attracted people. Then, there was me. Riku, the older kid who tried to make everything right by doing all the wrong things. At this point, I guess that I couldn't have turned back anyway. I had done so much wrong, I couldn't seem to find the light. So I fled from the room, and met that mysterious cloak figure. There didn't appear to be a way out of the situation, so I did what the man said. I opened myself to the accursed darkness.

My memories of what happened afterward are blurred. I vaguely remember something about a keyblade, darkness, and princesses. Things really came into perspective, though, when Ansem opened the dark keyhole. Then, everything got ugly. I managed to hold back some of his evil powers with what shreds of influence I still had over my own body. Lets face it, at this point, I had realized all I did wrong, and decided to help Sora as much as I could. Not that I could do much. It was practically too late for me. Ansem had my body, and I was just a spirit holding back as much power as I could. I stayed for a while after Ansem had gone through the keyhole. I guess I wanted to see Sora and apologize, but I was invisible at the time. Sora was over by Kairi, overwhelmed by the fact that her heart was trapped within his. I was pretty shocked at the news myself. At least it meant that her heart wasn't consumed by the darkness. What Sora did next really astounded me. He sacrificed his own heart, using the dark keyblade, to free Kairi's. He did everything I wanted to do for her, without any hesitation. I really didn't expect that much from him, albeit his caring nature. It broke my heart to see such a truly loyal person disappear into Kairi's arms. Yes, she finally woke up. And the hearts trapped within the dark keyblade returned to the other princesses. I watched Kairi, Donald and Goofy flee the castle, followed by an unusual lone heartless.

I still can't figure out how Sora got his body back in time for the final battle against Ansem and The World of Chaos. All I know is that I felt him falling there, and I reached out to him with all my strength. I'll have to ask him the next time I see him. He prevailed in that final battle, with all his strength, trust and beliefs. Together, we sealed kingdom hearts, and stopped all of those heartless from appearing. Of course, the king helped more than I did, but still, I tried my best. Now, I wait, for him to come and open the door to the light, so that I can be with him and Kairi once more. I need to apologize to a whole bunch of people for being with the wrong people and causing such mayhem. The king is here with me, and we have spent hours discussing the worlds, and our experiences in the past few months. I must admit, his stories are fascinating, and he listens with equal interest to my tales about the Destiny Islands. I look forward to the day I will go on more adventures, this time for the right reasons, and eventually return home. Until then, "Take care of her, Sora."