#brokenreflection

My muse has just taken a Truth Potion, send “Spill it” plus a question and they will answer.

She was, in fact; having needed to go into town for food, she’d left Rin in charge and headed out early in the morning. At any time now, Ryu could be home… And she needed to be completely sure they had the ingredients for his favorite meal.

What she hadn’t expected, though, was walking in the door that afternoon to find the silverette sprawled out on the couch, the perfect picture of handsome comfort. With a smile on her lips, the brunette dropped off the bags of food in the kitchen, shed her sweater and left it on the back of an arm chair, and headed back over to the couch to wake him.

Carefully, she lifted his hand off his face as she sunk down to sit beside the couch, replacing it with a soft kiss to his lips. “Ryu, love…” Further words refused to come. Instead, her eyes watered; he was home again… Home and safe. Alive. Happy… Hopefully, anyway. Kissing him again, she laid her head on his chest, content to just listen to his heartbeat.

It'd been a peaceful night until tragedy befell the small village. A beautiful meteor shower streaked across the sky, illuminating the darkness above. First one, then two, then hundreds, streaking at an alarming rate. Unbeknownst to the sleeping humans, one of the meteors had been on a direct path with the ground just outside village limits.

And when it struck, there would be nothing stopping it.

A minor earthquake rolled through the lands, decimating the small settlement with ease. When the dust settled, nothing would be left, save the crater that had caused all the damage. Darkness would soon roll in, with shadows picking at the remains. Perhaps it'd be a new settlement for them instead, now that, to their surprise, the humans were gone.

But laying in that crater, unbeknownst to the creatures slowly beginning to slink into the ruins, lay an unmoving woman. Curled into a ball, she slept away the horrors of the world around her. Short brown hair had been streaked with dirt, as did her skin. But none of it seemed to matter... Not even the soft glow that seemed to emminate from her, though quickly faded.

“Oh, come on - not even for a special occasion?” Dun listen to him he’s still half heat crazed.

“B-Babe, I dunno... I mean, it is cute but... I... er... I don’t think...”

“I think it’d look good on you. and it’s not like you haven’t worn something like this before...”

One would think Twilight Town would fall without its guardian.

Ever since Ryu's disaperence, heartless and nobodies had flooded the small world. People refused to venture out unless the creatures seemed to take a day off in their attacks, and even then those who dared to shop or walk about freely were guarded and weary. More hearts had been lost in the last year than anyone could count, feeding the masses of blackness.

But those people would be wrong.

While the town had begun to fall regardless, a lone figure had emerged into the battle for the heart of the world. Clad in black and face always covered by a motorcycle helmet, they alone fought the masses and protected the mansion in the woods. It'd taken at least two months for them to step into the ring, leaving visible aftereffects of the 'war' all over the once pristine and peaceful town.

Whenever the mansion seemed safe, the eldest son of the couple who once lived there and his aunt guarding the building, the masked figure wandered into town to help. Never said a word, just lunged into the fray and removed as many heartless and nobodies as they could manage with swift rapier strikes and a bloodlust fed by creatures that should never exist. And if they lost their life in this war, it'd all be worth it.