The clang of steel against the Heartless’ weapon made him wince, but he ignored the ring in his ears as he pushed it back, swinging his weapon through it to slice it in two.

He looked over his shoulder at him, the sight of him making his stomach twist with fear. What could’ve done this? Sora may be just a kid, but he was strong. The keyblade had chosen him for a reason, after all. Whatever had taken him out this badly, it chilled Leon to think about. Had to get him out here, get him somewhere he could heal him. Figure out just what they were inevitably up against.

Didn’t have time to finish that thought, however, a familiar skittering across the ground drawing his attention. Gritted his teeth as he glanced around, more Heartless spawning around them. Damn it, they didn’t have time for this!

⋞⁘♔⁘⋟   The nights of Eos held perils that few could fathom, lest they had seem them face to face, though such an encounter that Ravus would never wish upon many. It was one of the concepts of Insomnia that he enviously loathed- the very fact that the majority of it’s population had rested so comfortably, immune to the daemonic activity that lurked outside it’s precious Wall the very moment the sun began to set beyond the horizon. 

The larger cities held well enough defenses and the bathing of light that radiated from them managed to keep areas such as Gralea and Lestallum in their own shield of security, but it was not the same. 

In light of all this, it was not terribly uncommon for reports to fall upon Ravus’ desk of hunters and other lone travelers that had felt overly confident to be found in the midst of a brawl with an angry daemon. Sometimes the troops would reach them in time. In other incidents...well...that was best left unsaid. 

What was uncommon, however, were the words that the High Commander now reread for the third time on the latest inquiry that had been presented to him. Was he seeing this correctly? 

“A child?” Ravus balked in disbelief.

“Yes, sir. That’s correct. Wasn’t doing half bad, but who knows what would have happened if we hadn’t interfered when we did.”  

Standing from his seat, Ravus tucked away his documents safely, then hastily made his way around the desk, already barreling toward the door of his office with a determined gait. “Take me to him, immediately.” 

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That caught his attention real quick. How many people just came up to him and touched him and poked him in such a way. He was half tempted to slap that hand away but he remained still. “That hurts. Please don’t pull on my face like that.” He said in a calm tone but at hearing his name he was a little shocked that this person knew his name. He took a look at him and thought he had seen him before but it really bothered him that he couldn’t recall where he’d seen this other boy. “You know me?”

It was more then a little frustrating that he couldn’t remember anything clearly–

“You seem to know me but I–I don’t know you. I feel like I have seen you before but I can’t remember you.”

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                       ✣ 「 ヴェン」 ❦❧ ─ “Oh, I’m sorry.” At first Ven smiled brightly, before the brightness and vibrant of that smile dulled down as more confusion and baffling of his identity was questioned. Gently releasing Sora’s cheeks, and decided to explained, “I’ve been... asleep for a long time. I wanted to make sure you, weren’t a figment of my dream,” that this is real. In fact, he’d awakened and just another twisted fragment of his memories within slumber. The  F e a r  of having his reality slipped from under him, almost terrified the Wayward Wind Master. Never one opting to allow negativity to take over, almost optimistic.

                      “Come on, Sora. You should know me In here,” placing his own hand onto his chest, with a gentle smile. ‘You should know me in your heart,’ he seemed to say within his gesture. Out of everyone, between the two of them. They should have the strongest bond, after all, this person he, the chosen one, the K E Y  have given Ventus part of his heart, and heal the broken fractured one of his own.

                        But... on the other hand, they have never been properly introduced, he couldn’t. Ventus shattered himself then, and he was tired. “I’m Ventus. Ven for short. I’ve always been in your Heart. You’re my chosen one.” Even if it wasn’t official, but Sora excel and gotten his own Key, rather like Terra passing his to Riku... this brunet was truly chosen.

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“One of them, is for me?” Sora said as he slightly tilted his head. He didn’t quite understand.

“Well, that’s the reason I bought two in the first place y’know?” Runa stated, her tone slightly confused. W-Wouldn’t that be implied? Considering it was just the two of them? 

The moment he saw the other Sora’s Heart, he knew he wasn’t his Sora.

It wasn’t the first time this had happened, which helped a bit. Riku, at the very least, felt more in control of the situation and had a better understanding of what was happening. There were multiple worlds, and multiple copies of each world. Each world belonged to its own set and slipping between sets, between ‘dimensions’, wasn’t an easy feat- but it could be done. 

He must have done it. Accidentally, most likely, but Sora - this Sora, was in trouble, and... his Sora or not, he was still in trouble, and Riku still felt compelled to help him.

The blindfold around his eyes should have been enough to make it clear that he couldn’t see, but it was a sign that still might have been easy enough to miss. No matter. Riku didn’t bother to try to go into any explanation about how he couldn’t see Sora, nor could he actually see where they were either- but he could see enough to move. Light and Darkness both were emanated by anything with a Heart, and the Worlds themselves had Hearts inside of them. It meant that the very ground had a slight glowing pulse to it that could be use as an outline in his limited vision to show him where to move. 

“Those things don’t sound like any Heartless I’ve ever heard.” Riku reach out to grasp the other’s wrist, holding tightly as he started to move. “What happened before this? Did you see them? Do you know what they are? Or where they came from?”