So yeah this is my first time doing this and i kinda wrote this on one of my 'sleepless' nights. I know im not an excellent writer but i would like light Criticism and suggestions to help further my writing capabilities.
Crixe gazed out of the window to his small, one-bed room apartment building. The stars were like diamonds spread about an ebony backdrop. He had always wondered if maybe he would become whole again. It’s something he has wanted since he could remember. Even though he couldn’t remember much. A dog began to bark outside bringing him out of his thoughts.
“Annoying mutt” he muttered. He ran his hands through his spikey hair, his bangs fell to his chest. He wore tight black pants and a black shirt. He ran his tongue over his snake bites, needing another beer. He began to walk upside-down on the ceiling. Yes he could control gravity and space. His gunchuks, a mixture between a gun and a nunchaku hung against the wall. A loud clatter arose from the alley. He jumped down and peered outside the window. A suspicious man in a black coat opened up a portal of darkness but before he went through he stared directly at Crixe, making his heart skip a beat; if he had one. He quickly teleported over to where the hooded man was but there was no sign of him there.
“ Maybe it was them…” he pondered. He had been searching for the organization thirteen but after news of their defeat by the hands of Sora he gave up hope. “But that was an Organization coat!” he exclaimed, aggravated. He began to turn back when he noticed a white creature. It was very skinny and lithe and very jittery. “ At least I never became one of you,” he sighed before walking away. As he ‘jumped’, as he called it, from outside to inside his room he saw a note on his window. He carefully picked it off the window and began to read the small scribble.
Follow your heart
“ Yeah there’s only one problem with that,” he said to himself,” I have no heart!” he ripped the note in two and threw it to the floor. He needed a drink. Grabbing his coat he rushed out the door and outside. He didn’t feel like ‘jumping’ right now. As he walked down the barren street a lonely lamp lighted the way. Something began to catch his eye in the light. As he got closer he saw a heart insignia. Heartless. He quickly rushed forward but the small ‘Shadow’ melted into the shadows and began to scurry away. He began to run madly after it. He wanted to kill this horrible creature that took his heart. Why couldn’t he catch it! He thought. When he saw it rise from the ground he whipped his gunchuk and shot it right through the head. A small heart began to float towards the sky. Crixe reached out as if he wanted it but then pulled away he would never be whole again, not if kingdom hearts is still stealing his! But then he noticed a faint light in the sky growing brighter with each passing second. Slowly it came into view. He couldn’t believe his eyes!
“ No… it cant be….that’s…” he began to trail off.
“ Kingdom Hearts,” a voice replied. A hooded man stepped out from the darkness. He was very slender but muscular. “ It can be yours if….”
“If what?!” Crixe’s voice shrieked. This was his chance to become whole again! He felt slightly nauseas, or was he? His false emotions always confused him.
“ You must come with me,” the voice ordered. “Ever since the fall of Org. thirteen heartless have been swarming the worlds. Just ripe little hearts for the picking, but in order to get those hearts we need the keyblade’s power. We must join together as nothing to become something. Will you help pick up the pieces from where they left off and become whole again?” Crixe didn’t know what to say everything was happening so fast, he did wish to become whole no matter what the cost.
“ How will we get the power of the keyblade to help us?” Crixe asked. The hooded man began to walk away.
“ Follow me further into darkness and you shall see,” he replied, opening a dark portal. He stood waiting for Crixe’s reply, not turning to look at him, but stepping further into darkness as the young Nobody followed.