Heartless weren't the only shapes lurking about. There were other shapes, other creatures that were similar but they had come long before the Heartless. They were born from something completely different as well and each one that caught sight of the silver haired young man alerted their creator--their parent.

The young man in question watched as Riku wandered the darkness, curiosity in his gaze that changed into intrigue the longer he watched. His form became more defined as he pulled himself out of the darkness he had been trapped in for so long and slowly he fell in step behind the other. Each step was silent as he stalked the other young man, fingers flexing, wanting for a keyblade that wasn't going to appear but it was alright. He didn't need it.

Several small flood unversed would appear in Riku's path as Vanitas stopped several paces back, head tilted as he watched his 'children' twitch and sway in place before lunging at the silver haired young man.