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[cwolfeh]

There's nothing wrong with reaching for new stars and those distance horizons.

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Soulmate AU + Morning After Meme + Rainy Day Meme + Dystopian/Post-Apocalyptic AU + Buddy Cop AU

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[wingwing]

Those weren't normal Heartless. Riku adjusted his grip on his keyblade, turning slightly to narrow his stance. The size of a shadow, but looked nothing like them. Was it something from deeper in the darkness? Riku had never seen them when he traveled here before with Mickey.

He slashed through them as they lunged, striking two down but having to step aside of a couple others. They were faster than Shadows. Sharper and more focused in its strikes.

He'd need to take mental notes. Any changes in the darkness needed to be reported back to Yen Sid and the King.

He had been forced to turn when the Unversed struck at him and he raises his keyblade towards the new figure. Humanoid figures that could harbor some stronger intelligence than what seemed to just be a spikey Shadow would be the more important danger to focus on.

"Who are you?"

[bleedingunversed]

Vanitas's lips had curved into a smirk as Riku started fighting the floods, his emotions feeding the little creatures and urging them to lash out faster and more fierce than normal. It wasn't until Riku had turned and their gazes met that the floods backed off, several more appearing to replace those that had already been destroyed to form a circle around them.

"Someone that knows who you are," he mused, rolling his shoulders a bit as his fingers flexed again.

What he wouldn't do for a chance to hold a keyblade again. Careful Riku or he may just rip yours out of your hands.

"Someone that knows all about what you and your friends do."

[wingwing]

Riku's hands would be cold and dead, and that keyblade would never let Vanitas hold it. Well, if Riku could help it. He didn't exactly want to risk it nor did he want to be cold and dead. He'd come to far to let that happen. And.. ...

Wait.

He squinted, blade lowering slightly. Was the Darkness playing tricks on him? The adrenaline was fading back, giving him a moment to focus.

"... Sora?"

[bleedingunversed]

Unable to help himself, Vanitas chuckles and saunters closer.

"Hey Riku." He mocks Sora's voice but there's still a deeper touch to it, a sharper edge that is nothing like the young man that Riku knows so well.

The shadows around them shift and Riku would find himself almost nose to nose with Vanitas who's gloved fingers stroke over the hilt of his keyblade.

"So nice of you to bring me a gift~"

[wingwing]

Riku felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up. No, that didn't sound right. With that face, with that voice. He needed to pick out the differences to keep himself from feeling further unnerved. This wasn't the time to be put off balance.

Though, having the other boy suddenly right in his face certainly did just that. He steps back quickly, his hand pulling the keyblade down and out. Luckily he'd put enough space between them to avoid slashing the boy.

Didn't he want to slash the other boy? No. There was just.. that one thing pulling his hand back.

"It isn't your's. Who are you? What are you?" The yellow eyes had some indication, but he didn't want to assume. It was most likely just an errant ball of emotions masquerading as some dark fear.

[bleedingunversed]

"You sure?" Vanitas taunted, smirking darkly as the other moved backwards and yet didn't lash out. Sharing a face with dear Sora seemed to have more perks then he realized before. "Maybe you're just a temporary owner, until the rightful one came along."

That's a fear that most keyblade wielders have, isn't it, Riku? In the depths of your mind doesn't it eat at you; make you question everything? He knows Sora went through that same thing. What about you?

A mock thoughtful sound escapes the young man as he starts to walk along the edge of the circle the floods had created, the creatures shifting whenever he passes, feeding off his emotions.

"I'm Vanitas. Though that probably doesn't mean anything to you," he drawled, rolling his eyes. "I'm Master Xehanort's apprentice."

[wingwing]

There was a brief, dark feeling weedling its way into Riku's thoughts. What if? But Riku had been granted the title of Keyblade Master. He'd fought hard to get to where he was, and conquered the darkness. That was why he was able to walk here without fear

Well..

Mostly without fear.

Riku watches closely, trying to shake that unnerved feeling that this was Sora swallowed by Darkness. His worst nightmare, come to life.

"It doesn't." Riku at least kept his voice flat and unimpressed. He knew Master Xehanort. He also knew that they'd defeated each form of him so far and it was only a matter of time until they defeated Xehanort as well.

"It looks like you were abandoned. Were you that bad of an apprentice?" Well, that was just kind of mean.