Kingdom Hearts fic: Fractured Moments - Day 22 - "Ghost"
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museficSummary: There's a rumor that Hollow Bastion is haunted.
[Set after "Dragon" and before "Sling."]
“I think there are rumors that the castle is haunted,” Namine said.
“Oh?” Kairi replied. Softly; she didn’t need anyone questioning her fitness to rule for exciting new reasons. But speaking aloud felt more like a conversation than thinking pointedly.
“Oh yes. Strange visions of a young blond man and woman seen in the hallways sometimes. Or maybe that the new queen and one of her consorts are the haunted ones. People seeing double when they look at them.”
Kairi sighed and set the pen down. She’d been taking notes on one of her father’s journals, hoping to find clues that could help the increasingly impossible-seeming mapping project. “Well, I’m not going to ask you or Roxas to stop appearing, if you’re worried about that,” she said.
Namine’s laughter was more of a feeling than a true sound.
“Do you want me to let you take over more often? You shouldn’t be relegated to a ghost in your own body.”
“A witch when I had my own body, a ghost now that we’re whole… maybe we can visit Halloweentown and see if I can be a vampire or something, too.”
Kairi smiled, Namine’s genuine amusement coming through. “I do mean it,” she insisted. “I want you to be happy.”
“I am happy. We’re whole. And anyway, it’s not the first time I’ve been treated like a ghost.”
A flash of memory then, of a mansion at the edge of a town Kairi hadn’t known at the time, but now recognized as Twilight Town. A twitch of a curtain pulled to the side and then back, and stories of a girl in white, hiding away in an abandoned house.
“We could make some sort of formal announcement, maybe,” Kairi suggested. “Letting everyone know who you and Roxas are, that you’re a part of us, not something to be afraid of. There are plenty of people who were lost in the Heartless crisis and later restored, so it’s not like we’re alone…”
Namine cut her off with a sharp interruptive thought. “I’d rather save that reveal, just in case."
And another memory from Namine. Of Kairi, in danger, knocked unconscious and unable to protect herself. And Namine ‘waking’ the rest of the way, surprising the enemy who hadn’t known she existed. Saving them both.
“Hopefully it never comes to that again, but I think I like having the element of surprise.”
Kairi picked her pen back up and smiled, trying to convey just how strongly she agreed, how grateful she was that Namine had done that for them, how satisfying it was to know she had.
There were worse ways to be “haunted.”
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[Set after "Dragon" and before "Sling."]
“I think there are rumors that the castle is haunted,” Namine said.
“Oh?” Kairi replied. Softly; she didn’t need anyone questioning her fitness to rule for exciting new reasons. But speaking aloud felt more like a conversation than thinking pointedly.
“Oh yes. Strange visions of a young blond man and woman seen in the hallways sometimes. Or maybe that the new queen and one of her consorts are the haunted ones. People seeing double when they look at them.”
Kairi sighed and set the pen down. She’d been taking notes on one of her father’s journals, hoping to find clues that could help the increasingly impossible-seeming mapping project. “Well, I’m not going to ask you or Roxas to stop appearing, if you’re worried about that,” she said.
Namine’s laughter was more of a feeling than a true sound.
“Do you want me to let you take over more often? You shouldn’t be relegated to a ghost in your own body.”
“A witch when I had my own body, a ghost now that we’re whole… maybe we can visit Halloweentown and see if I can be a vampire or something, too.”
Kairi smiled, Namine’s genuine amusement coming through. “I do mean it,” she insisted. “I want you to be happy.”
“I am happy. We’re whole. And anyway, it’s not the first time I’ve been treated like a ghost.”
A flash of memory then, of a mansion at the edge of a town Kairi hadn’t known at the time, but now recognized as Twilight Town. A twitch of a curtain pulled to the side and then back, and stories of a girl in white, hiding away in an abandoned house.
“We could make some sort of formal announcement, maybe,” Kairi suggested. “Letting everyone know who you and Roxas are, that you’re a part of us, not something to be afraid of. There are plenty of people who were lost in the Heartless crisis and later restored, so it’s not like we’re alone…”
Namine cut her off with a sharp interruptive thought. “I’d rather save that reveal, just in case."
And another memory from Namine. Of Kairi, in danger, knocked unconscious and unable to protect herself. And Namine ‘waking’ the rest of the way, surprising the enemy who hadn’t known she existed. Saving them both.
“Hopefully it never comes to that again, but I think I like having the element of surprise.”
Kairi picked her pen back up and smiled, trying to convey just how strongly she agreed, how grateful she was that Namine had done that for them, how satisfying it was to know she had.
There were worse ways to be “haunted.”
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