Broken hearts

Recovery Takes An Extra Hand To Heal

The first thing Sora could feel was the chilling snow, and wind against his skin, as he stepped through the portal that his father, no Xehanort, made for him to travel to a different world. The world was freezing and looked outdated compared to Destiny Island.

The only things of note were the giant gothic castle, making Sora remember the nights when Judy would put on an old vampire movie, The only other things of note were a factory in the distance, and the large windmill. At least this meant people must have been living here, but he couldn't see anyone in the streets.

"Should I have my friends, check the town for others?" Sora wondered as he thought what would be the best approach, After all, Mom, and he never really had to blend into other worlds unless it was needed. Sora could only sigh as he rubbed his shoulder. The cold was going to be an issue if he had to get into a fight, and that wasn't a good thing. Since he only had a kitchen knife and a couple of potions to rely on until he could summon a keyblade or find something stronger?

Sora was so deep into his thoughts, that he didn't notice the sounds of something or someone coming right behind him until it was too late, as an unknown figure came up right behind him, and bit into his fake arm, causing the teen to jump back, as the monsters teeth ripped through his jackets sleeve, and showed his arm to the world.
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"What in the world?" Sora yelled as he tumbled down the small cliff into the village. The snow was soft enough to break his fall, but it did little to mask the sound of the figure crawling down the cliff. Sora quickly got up, ready to run, however, the man ran around him blocking his path, cornering him against the cliff, and letting Sora get a good look at his attacker. The man was more of a wolf, hairy, mouth full of blood, and clawed hands, and feet, with an ax made of bone in its right hand.

"Are you a werewolf?" Sora said, asking the creature who only roared, as more noises could be heard in the distance, causing Sora to grab his knife, and point it at the monster. While raising his right arm to the best of his abilities to summon his friends, only for nothing to happen!

"That's not good!" Sora yelled, as the lycan charged at him, ready to slash at the blue-haired teen with its claws and turn him into a meal, but at the last second the monster stopped and turned to see a figure clad in all black. Making Sora wonder who the person was and how they could stop the monster without speaking.

"Leave him, he is mine!" A voice called out making Sora jump when the lycan walked away, revealing more of the mysterious figure. They were dressed in a black mourning garb, and veil, in their arms was a porcelain doll in a white wedding dress.

"Hurry up spikey, your life is still on the line!" The doll declared floating up from the figure's arms, making Sora's jaw drop at the fact that the doll could talk and move on its own. Sure he had seen Weirder in Disney Town, and Neverland. But this was a whole other level of interesting, and cool, if not a tad creepy given the doll's high-pitched voice ringing in his ears.

"I'm sorry, just who are you people, is that doll talking, and what do you mean my life is on the line?" Sora said, asking the mysterious person, as his brain was still processing everything. Sure he understood he was in a hostile new world, and that somehow this would help him grow as a fighter. But this world seemed to function on kicking him while he was down and fighting to survive. However this black-clad figure didn't kill him immediately, so they must have had some interest in him, or maybe it was the lack of a right arm that made them notice him.

"I swear Donna, this kid better be worth it, or it's gonna be a disappointing day! Look kid, I can talk, My name is Angie, and this is my friend, Donna Beneveinto. Look, now you have two choices if you wanna survive in this village, so listen closely. You can follow us to the lord's meeting, and we'll try to help you, or stay and fight the horde of Lycans and the other lords, so what is it gonna be?" Angie said, floating over to the blue-haired teen, focusing on Sora's right arm.