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Challenge [268]- If I Never Knew You
Title: No Reason Why Not
Challenge: 268- If I Never Knew You
Word Count: 600
Notes: Yeah, I'm not too pleased with the heavily edited version of this one. For the full length (with more detail and about 400 more words), check out my FFN profile MyrrhDarkwing.
Riku had always wanted to leave the islands, but it was still a shock when he climbed through the window to Sora’s room, shouting, “C’mon, Sora, I’ve found a way out!”
And so they both ran through the Door with their already-packed bags, leaving their world behind forever. In the corner of Sora’s mind, a masked boy was laughing in triumph as the confused Keyblade tried to work out what it was supposed to do if both its chosen Wielders ran unknowingly into the Darkness.
“I don’t need you,” Riku said impatiently, “and I’ve already told you to quit following me- now go away!”
“We can’t,” the duck squawked, stomping a foot in annoyance. “The King says we’ve got to follow the Keyblade!”
At his side, the dog-thing nodded firmly. “A’hyuck, that’s right!”
“Are you sure they can’t come with us?” Sora asked hopefully, but Riku shook his head.
“No! We don’t need them- we’ve got Keyblades, which means we are supposed to, I dunno, save the worlds or something. Not them.”
Sora still looked unconvinced. “Then c’mon, we’ve learned what Leon’s willing to teach us, we learned how to fight those black bug things, so…”
“We’ll be leaving now,” Riku translated, swinging himself into the gummi ship Cid had so helpfully ‘provided’.
With a last glance at the strange pair, Sora followed him. Who needed chaperones?
They’d explored so many new worlds, and now they were at the supposed end of their journey. It certainly did have that sort of final world vibe to it.
“So,” Sora remarked, “there’s a door. We’ve been wandering around locking doors… wanna see if we can shut it?”
Riku shrugged. “Not like we’ve got anything else better to do here,” he decided, and the two of them wandered over to the giant Door to complete their quest.
(The Door required them to split up, but so what? They both could make Doors, and it was only a matter of seconds before they were together again).
The Dusks swarmed around them, attacking just like the Heartless did, only there were so many more of them and they were so much faster and they could use the Doors that had helped the pair for so long. They were being overwhelmed by sheer numbers, because even two Keyblades couldn’t hold off thousands of these nimble silver acrobats for long.
Although surely someone would appear to save them? That was what always happened when things got this bad. Always one of Sora’s friends would appear to save them, but… not now, it seemed, even though he was certain there was supposed to be (maybe a redhaired pyrokinetic he’d never met… no, that was just silly, there was no such man here).
And he couldn’t see Riku anymore. Maybe his best friend was already dead, maybe not, but he couldn’t do anything about it now. He was feeling strangely sleepy, for some reason, so terribly sleepy. Why was that? He looked down, the slight movement draining all his remaining energy, and spotted the gashes that trailed all the way down his body. Oh… maybe those had something to do with… with it… Hmm. There was a sort of shimmering now, and he heard Riku’s voice calling for him. He’d go to it, of course. Then… everything… would be okay?
From a nearby pillar of ice, Vexen laughed harshly, pointing out the two bloody bodies to his newest experiments. “Those were the two I based you off of,” he informed them, “but see if you can do better.”
The Riku who stood by him grinned. “Of course we will.”
“Yeah,” the Sora agreed, “we will.”
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