#former vessel

They won't call her mother, or sister or wife

The strange, unfamiliar creature they'd been chasing was starting to get on Aqua's nerves. They finally had it cornered, when it vanished in a dazzling, yet blinding display of light particles, forcing Aqua to shield her eyes as she felt an almost familiar ripping sensation.

A moment passed, and she dared open her eyes. Blinking a few moments, she risked a look around. The first thing she saw...Aqua?? Wait... She looked down, at herself and groaned.

She wasn't entirely sure what happened, in the slightest. All she knew was that she walked through a World that was rather unfamiliar to her, one that carried a sinister vibe. Not Dark, per se, but concerning nonetheless.

It was after several long silent minutes of wandering that she found an object that seemed to hum and almost vibrate with a magical energy. Nor, did it seem, was she alone in discovering it. There was a familiar blonde nearby, approaching it.

"Roxas?" She asked, knowing quite well by now the differences between him and Ventus. Yet it was as her lips parted to speak his name that the object hummed louder and projected a bright light outward. When it faded...she wasn't in the same place. Nor was she as tall. Nor were her clothes the same.

Aqua touched down in a new World, one she'd only recently discovered and, to the best of her knowledge, none of her prior companions had visited until now. Her armor dissipated into particles of Light, and she walked into the city.

She'd been wandering the landscape, simply marvelling the architecture and visible amounts of culture. Whoever was in charge here definitely a good sense of interior design. Still, she roamed until she found someone, or something, that specifically caught her interest.

Day broke, and Aqua gave off a quiet yawn. This was one of the exceedingly rare occasions that she could actually get a decent night's sleep anymore. Still...something felt off, and she had a massive headache.

She threw one arm over her forehead, and that's when the realization hit her: her limbs felt a bit smaller than she was used to. She rubbed the sleep out of her eye and stood, still half asleep when she peered into the mirror.