Another Kingdom Hearts fan-fic.
Saix, Xemnas and Vexen, though they do not have hearts in the game in this fan-fic they do.
The girl is Xemnas' daughter.
The wind blew through her grey hair, her features where sketchy and her skin was pale looking through the rain, she looked like a drawing, her hair looked like it had been shaded in, she looked like a sketch, she had her usual black skinnys with a purple top and she had her coat on and as the rain started to get lighter she became more visible, she was soaked in her own blood and as the moon came out from behind the clouds her pink eyes shifted towards the steps of the castle and the man that stood there, the man she told herself was dead, dead to her, she no longer had any emotion on her face, her smirk had vanished and her usually tranquil eyes filled with hate, she glared at him, he just looked at her with a smirk on his face.
She walked past me and into the castle and to her father’s office most likely before I could say anything to her, I noticed 7 deep cuts on her neck, I wondered who or what she had fought with.
Someone knocked at my door and I opened it to see my daughter standing there, soaking wet and her own blood running down her and 7 deep wounds on her neck, before I could say anything she collapsed and I caught her.
My friend opened my door and he was carrying his daughter and her chest was moving up and down rapidly and blood was dripping of her onto the floor and he looked like he was crying “what the hell happened?” I asked.
He asked what happened “dunno, she came back like this” he said his voice slightly shaky and we put her on the table and I looked at her wounds and he looked at me.
I looked at him and I knew it would not be good news “I’m afraid there is nothing I can do, her wounds are so deep, and the blood loss is, I’m surprised she is still alive, and that she made it back” I said and I saw tears well up in his eyes and he held her hand in his and started to cry.
I heard someone crying as I tried to open my eyes but I couldn’t “dad?” I asked hoping someone would answer, I felt someone’s grip tighten on my hand and someone brush my hair out my face.
I brushed the hair out of her face and looked at the man I had gone to help for anything, “I’m here, don’t worry, you’ll be fine, I promise I will not let anything happen to you” I sobbed and I felt her grip tighten, she was getting scared.
She could not open her eyes; her father was crying so much he had to sit down next to where his daughter lay, her chest started to rise up and down more slowly and a tear fell from her eyes, she managed to open them and look at her weeping father, he slowly stood up and she tried to sit up but couldn’t so her father sat her up and held her close. After a few minutes she stopped breathing and he lay her lifeless body back down and he was crying even more and I felt hot tears run down my cheek, she was dead, that I could not change, no one could, and she was only 18, her mother dead, her father had no family left know, his life was based on making his daughter happy, know, she was gone.