Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Riku's Remorse ❯ Chapter 5

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Kingdom Hearts III:
- Riku's Remorse -
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone from Kingdom Hearts.
Prince Darkheart, Devestasia, Agonio, and Rikuko are mine,
but may be used with proper acknowledgement.
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-Chapter 5: -

"Please, father?" the girl looked up at the horribly
disfigured man who sat across the dinner table from her.

They were living in a small house in the second district
of New Traverse Town, which had been modeled in every way
after the first Traverse Town.

"No," he told her in no uncertain terms. "He no doubt
already thinks ill of me. Let's not confirm his opinions
with this dreadful appearance of mine."

"It is not dreadful," the girl protested. "it is a mark
of courage more beautiful than..."

"Rikuko, you don't need to coddle me," Riku went to the
mirror and stared, hatefully, at his own reflection. The
face looking back at him had been horribly mutilated. The
skin on the left side clung so precisely to the frame of
his skull that there could not have been muscle beneath it.
The eye on that side was missing as well. The other eye
was diseased and clouded. But Riku could see enough to
gaze at the horrid refection that was all the worst because
it had once been beautiful.

"I'm not coddling you, father," Rikuko told him, laying a
gentle hand on his shoulder. "That bitch, who doesn't
deserve to be called mother, did this to you when you
escaped her clutches with me. You saved my life, we both
know it. And this is the battle-scar from that day. You
call yourself ugly and a coward, but both these words, when
spoken of you, are nothing short of a lie."

Riku hugged his daughter. "You are the only one who sees it
that way." he told her as he went into his bedroom and
locked the door.

*****

That same night, Leon was gazing at the stars in the
direction that Sora's ship had gone. If asked, he would
have claimed he was keeping a vigil for the town's safety.
Though most people would have known better.

Leon had liked Sora. There had been a quality he could not
quite give a name to in the young man. One that made him
think of what he might have been like had he not been trained
in Garden since childhood. He knew that these worlds were
separated from each other now. But they knew of each other's
existance. Surely they would find a way to visit.

So, he waited. Each night he watched the sky, and each morning
he gave a sigh and went back inside to sleep for three hours.

This time, however, though Sora did not come, his wait was not
without reward. He watched as a comet crossed the sky, then he
saw the trajectory would cause it to collide with the planet,
and not far from where he now stood.

Though he could not do battle with a comet, he knew that true
comets did not head for planets as this one was doing. It
made him think of the Lunar Cry, that dreadful moment on his
world when the monsters rained down upon it, bringing horror
and death.

He checked his gear to see if he had all he might need in a
battle against an alien monster and found the scrap of paper
Yuffie had given him earlier.

All known worlds will be as one,
when the wandering star returns to the sun.

"Whatever." he thrust the scrap back into his pocket and went
off in the direction of the comet.

It pierced the atmosphere and landed in the center of the
second district, causing a lot of damage to the hotel, which, fortunately, was empty.

Leon found the crater where the comet had struck and gave a
cry of joy. The ice had melted away, as he had suspected.
But instead of a core of monsters, as he had thought there
would be, a single human figure had been at the comet's
center.

"Laguna!"

Laguna Loire gave a soft moan of pain as he forced himself
to stand. He swayed a moment, then fell against Squall, who
covered him with kisses.

"It's good to see you again, too." Laguna laughed. Then he
became more somber as he studied his surroundings. "This
doesn't look like Esthar, Squall."

"Esthar's gone," Leon told him. "And my name is Leon now.
Come, I'll fill you in on what's been happening in Traverse
Town..."

*****

Riku watched these events from behind the curtain of his
bedroom window. He envied Leon, who had been reunited with
a man who, judging by Leon's unprecedented reaction, was
most likely a lover.

His daughter was the only person he had now. No one, man
or woman, would ever love him. Not with his appearance so
horribly scarred. They might pity him. But they would never
love him.

He missed Sora and Kairi and longed to be reunited with them.
But that could never happen. Even if he hadn't been so badly
injured, he was now almost thrice their age, having gone
back in time when King Mickey had saved his life.

Maleficent had gone back as well, and had sought him out
after the birth of her first child. Finding him two years
after she'd cast aside the boy who was now Prince Darkheart,
she had forced herself upon him, magically, in the midst of
a crowded street, though no one present knew exactly what she
was doing to him or even that she was there, for she had
taken a form to blend with the fog that covered the streets
and, in that way, had ambushed Riku. The fog had thickened
and people had run into each other, unable to see so much as
a foot in front of them.

When the fog had lifted, Riku had vanished.

He remembered, now, as he watched Squall hug the newcomer,
that Maleficent had taken him to a dark place he could not
recall the name of, and there had used his body to sate her
cruel desires, bearing three more offspring. The last of
these had been their daughter, Rikuko, whom she had decided
to sacrifice.

Riku had rescued his daughter. But as they reached safety,
Maleficent had hurled a poisoned fireball at them. He'd
managed to shield the child, but it had hit him and had
left him disfigured for life.

Maleficent had returned to her dark abode, vowing to one
day kill the girl who had for the moment eluded her.