OCs, AUs, and Overthinking

Summary: In which a young Kairi is thrust into a different dimension altogether, and is quickly held close by the world’s greatest force. Part 1 of ???

Note: No italicizing as I’m not at home right now and don’t want to play around with whatever keeps the proper formatting from Google Docs to Tumblr. This fic is also up on AO3 here: link. A second part is planned, but it took over five months just for this much to be done, so the future of continuing is… meh. This was also one of the stories I was considering writing after I got done with Mega Man S and was hinted at in a Google Forms poll that went out when I was near done with MMS.

Rating: K

Word count: 1,467

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The Arc would keep her body stationary until he commanded otherwise. Before he would send her elsewhere, there was an itch he needed to scratch. A theory he knew was true, but had to test out anyway. So what if Radiant Garden was set to fall into darkness days from now? This would be his only chance to further any future plans.

How does a heart respond when it travels solely without its body, or a vessel to await it? Xehanort could not wait to find out.

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Kairi was tired. The ground she was on was sterile and cold. Did she fall asleep in the castle’s corridors again? That didn’t seem right. She could have sworn that she was picking flowers in the garden instead. At least the lights in this new room were nice and warm. It helped when she was finally able to open her eyes.

“Oh!” young Kairi marveled as she got better bearings on where she was. The room was simple- the only thing of real note was a large orb hanging from the ceiling. It was mostly white with blue and green etchings that resembled the face of a woman. Just above the face was a beautiful blue jewel- place so like a diadem. On each side of the orb were wing-like cylinders made of gold and green.

“Well, this is certainly different,” a new voice softly spoke. The face on the orb started to disappear as sparkles started to appear in front of Kairi.

The sparkles took their time to rearrange themselves into a certain form. Pieces of the form started to solidify into a clear image of a woman much older than Kairi, but far younger than her grandmother. When the form finished taking its final shape, Kairi found her eyes widening. This lady was the most beautiful person she had ever seen. She had a face similar to what had been on the orb, and her long white dress flowed into the ground with dissipating sparkles. The green and blue accents from the orb made its way into the stitching and decoration of the dress.

“Hello sweetie.” the woman greeted, having the same voice Kairi had heard before. “You must be a bit lost.”