Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ What Could Have Been ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Summary: As far as everyone else knew, Sora remembered nothing of his time as a heartless. As far as everyone else knew…

 

Disclaimer: I do not own anything pertaining to Kingdom Hearts, Final Fantasy, or any hereafter mentioned characters. …I'm not creative enough to come up with great stories like that! :D

 

What Could Have Been

Chapter 1

Black…floating…and…

`Where am I?'

Am I? Am I? Am I? Am I?

“What? Who's there?”
There? There? There?

 

The voice that echoed held an almost mocking tone.

“Who are you?!”

But this time, no mocking came.

“The question is, who are you?”

And then, empty blackness again.

 

His eyes opened as something jerked his shoulder roughly.

“-ell! Zell! C'mon! Get up! How could you fall asleep on a bench now?! They're bringing the baby home today!”

With a somewhat hazy vision, Sora watched as a blur of yellow bounced before him. As his vision cleared, he could make out the outline of the face of the yellow blur, her face, and her brown hair flipped up at the ends.

“Selphie?!” Sora's eyes opened wide, “how'd you get here?!”

“Here?” Selphie asked, her smile falling for an instance only to return even broader, “Zell, where've you been?”

“Zell?” Sora repeated, frowning. He looked behind him to assure that Selphie was speaking to him, only to see the rippled image of the area behind him through the large fountain against which the bench he had been sitting on was situated. Looking closely through the water's clear substance, Sora was positive that Selphie was speaking to him.

Then, as he began to turn back to her, a flicker of something gold in the water caught his eye. He looked down and barely resisted the urge to scream.

 

There was his reflection, only…it wasn't his reflection. Staring back at Sora out of the light blue of the water was the image of a man several years older than Sora himself, possibly 25 or so. The left side of the man's face was highlighted by a black tribal tattoo. His blonde hair was mostly slicked back aside from a gravity-defying spike at the very front.

 

Tentatively, Sora reached up and touched his face; the man reflected in the water did the same. Sora touched the blonde spike and, again, the man copied him.

`Is this…me?'

Sora thought, beginning to doubt himself. What happened to his old reflection? The one he'd always had? The one he'd always seen in the ocean and everything? The one with the spikey brown hair? And hadn't he been younger? And what-

“Come on Zell!” Selphie laughed, grabbing Sora's hand and pulling him along behind here.

 

Sorry for such a short start…

It'll get better…at least…I hope… >_<