Kingdom Hearts fic: Fractured Moments - Day 2 - "Mindless"
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museficSummary: Sora thinks about Heartless.
[On the timeline, this is early within that unwritten fic, close in time to "Ring." Sora and Kairi have just encountered a new kind of Heartless.]
The Heartless were mindless.
It was part of what made them so dangerous, because there was nothing to dissuade them. They had one goal, and could not be frightened or intimidated away from it. They could be injured, and they would continue to hunt. They could be killed, and the rest would keep going.
But it was also a comfort. In strategy, that mindlessness was something to be counted on. Yes, they were relentless, but they were also predictable. And morally, it was a comfort not to worry about what you were destroying.
The exceptions were dangerous. Terrifying. The exceptions, the Heartless that learned to take a human form, those could end the worlds. Any Heartless would kill you to assuage their ceaseless hunger, but the human-acting ones would enjoy it. Would find the cracks in you it could sink into and tear your life apart before devouring you.
Those things in the woods had looked like Shadows, moved like Shadows. They certainly weren’t the human-like monsters that filled Sora’s nightmares on a bad night, as either the corrupting ones he was forced to fight (sea-green eyes turning orange, smile turning cruel) or the ones he was trapped as (that bottomless hunger, nothing to focus on but move-more-fight-run-more-hunger-more). But they didn’t quite act like Shadows. It wasn’t just the glint of their eyes, mirrored silver instead of lamplight gold, but their behavior… ambushes and traps and herding.
Like they had a plan. Like they had orders. Like they were capable of those things.
He had no proof, not beyond the feeling that there was something wrong.
Sora poked a stick into the fire, unnecessary for a fire fed by magic, but it was better than pacing if he needed some way to move. Kairi rolled over in her sleep. It was her turn to take watch, but Sora let her sleep. He knew he wouldn’t be able to.
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[On the timeline, this is early within that unwritten fic, close in time to "Ring." Sora and Kairi have just encountered a new kind of Heartless.]
The Heartless were mindless.
It was part of what made them so dangerous, because there was nothing to dissuade them. They had one goal, and could not be frightened or intimidated away from it. They could be injured, and they would continue to hunt. They could be killed, and the rest would keep going.
But it was also a comfort. In strategy, that mindlessness was something to be counted on. Yes, they were relentless, but they were also predictable. And morally, it was a comfort not to worry about what you were destroying.
The exceptions were dangerous. Terrifying. The exceptions, the Heartless that learned to take a human form, those could end the worlds. Any Heartless would kill you to assuage their ceaseless hunger, but the human-acting ones would enjoy it. Would find the cracks in you it could sink into and tear your life apart before devouring you.
Those things in the woods had looked like Shadows, moved like Shadows. They certainly weren’t the human-like monsters that filled Sora’s nightmares on a bad night, as either the corrupting ones he was forced to fight (sea-green eyes turning orange, smile turning cruel) or the ones he was trapped as (that bottomless hunger, nothing to focus on but move-more-fight-run-more-hunger-more). But they didn’t quite act like Shadows. It wasn’t just the glint of their eyes, mirrored silver instead of lamplight gold, but their behavior… ambushes and traps and herding.
Like they had a plan. Like they had orders. Like they were capable of those things.
He had no proof, not beyond the feeling that there was something wrong.
Sora poked a stick into the fire, unnecessary for a fire fed by magic, but it was better than pacing if he needed some way to move. Kairi rolled over in her sleep. It was her turn to take watch, but Sora let her sleep. He knew he wouldn’t be able to.
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