Disclaimer: don't own anyone or anything from Kingdom Hearts. If I did Organization XIII would not be the bad guys.
Two champions were in the midst of an intense battle. One, a young woman in her early 30's was desperate to keep her people and their allies safe from this man who faced her. She has no idea why he attacked them in the first place and why he was so bent on killing her. All she knew was that this man must be stopped.
A young girl no more than 15 was standing in front of the haunted mansion that was by the outskirts of Twilight Town. She had long white hair that went a little past her shoulders and bright blue eyes.
'How am I still alive?' she wondered. 'I saw my heart leave me, so how am I still standing here?'
"Give it up Radiel! Your lieutenants have fallen, and your second in command has abandoned you! Surrender now and you might still have a chance to live!" she shouted. Radiel smirked. He was an old man in his 70's with shoulder length white hair, yet despite his age he was the best swords man among his people. No one could mach him.
Except for this woman.
'I should have protested against doing the experiments! Now all of my friends and my mentor are dead!' About a couple of months ago, her teacher met two unusual people. She never seen them before and realized that they were from another world. From where she never figured out.
They encourage her teacher to study the heart and unlock its mysteries. They claimed that all of the secrets to everything were locked within the hearts of people. She knew it was a bad idea from the start, but she was just an apprentice and the youngest. No one listened to her.
"You underestimate me Samantha, I still have one more trick up my sleeve!" he yelled. Due to a past war, the walls of this reality were weak. About 2 months ago he and his second in command encountered this reality where a person's heart had great power. He ordered his lieutenant to stay there, and should he and his 7 other lieutenants fall; he is to use the ritual to bring them back to life.
He began to chant a spell that would not only destroy him, but hopefully kill this woman in front of him.
'What the hell is he doing?'
'What am I going to do now?'
A surge of energy filled with anger and hate emanated from him and killing him. Now that very same surge was heading straight towards her.
With a sigh the girl turned around, heading towards the town.
'Maybe someone will take pity and help me out.'
She never had to go that far into the transformation before, but it was just enough for her to survive. She won the battle.
She won the war.
"Are you sure this will bring your 'master' back from the dead?" a cloaked figure asked. He met this man and his master two months ago, and he still knows nothing about them. What he does know is that if he hadn't met them, he never would have started on the project involving the hearts.
"It will, now shut up and let me concentrate!"
A slow chanting began to fill the room. It was a tricky spell and it could cost him his life if he messed up. It also didn't help that he was beginning to get exhausted. After what felt like months, 8 figures finally stood before the two of them.
Something made her stop. She didn't know why, but she suddenly didn't want to go. In fact, she had this feeling that if she left the mansion she would be abandoning someone. Slowly turning around, she noticed a figure lying on the ground in front of the gate to the mansion.
She quickly ran towards the figure to check to see if whoever it is was alright.
'No pulse,' she thought sadly. Either this person was dead, or what happened to here also happened to them. She took a better look at the person lying in front of them.
It was a young girl. She couldn't have been more than 17 years old. She had soft brown hair that was just as long as her own.
Suddenly, the girl's eye opened, and she suddenly sat up. Her brown eyes were filled with confusion as she took a look at her surroundings.
'So she also lost her heart then.'
Finally the girl looked straight at her.
"Hello, my name is Adria," she said extending her hand to the girl in front of her. "What is yours?"
The girl took her hand, and Adria helped her up to her feet.
"My name is Samantha."
Hey, so I am writing my first story. It is going to be a long series that I intend to finish. The updates are going to be irregular, so there may be months between updates. If I end up dropping this project I will let you know. There is nothing I hate more than someone who stops writing and fail to notify their readers.
Oh, and by the way, this story starts 5 years before Birth by Sleep.