Kingdom Hearts X DC: 1!

Dive to the Heart

The boy woke up, suddenly. His head was hurting. 'Gah...' He groaned mentally, rubbing his brown spiky hair. Getting up, he was suddenly puzzled. 

Rather than being in his bed, he was on some kind of glass pillar-mural, a green one, depicting a lady in a dress, a hand on her chest, holding an apple that was bitten into, with her eyes closed. Around her, 7 odd looking men with hats and some with beards in circles stared at her, smiling, while in the outer circle, forest critters shared the same expression. 

The boy looked around, but all he saw was darkness, around, above, and under him, like a foggy night. 'Am I dreaming?' He wondered.

So much to do...

"Huh?" He flinched at the sudden voice. He turned around, looking for the speaker, but couldn't see them.

So little time...

"Hello?" He nervously called out, having a sinking feeling of terror. Was he in danger?

The door is still shut. Are you ready?

More uneasiness followed in the boy's mind. Should he listen? Who would trust a creepy voice in the back of their heads? But seeing he had no option other than fall into the black abyss, he said:

"Yeah, I'm ready... I think."

Do not be afraid.

The voice was more gentle this time. 'Kind of hard not to be...'

Step into the light. Can you do that for me?

He listened, walking towards the light in the middle of the pillar. And when he did, there was a light rumble. He turned to see a pedestal come up with a flash of light, having a shield with an odd symbol.

Power sleeps within you.

Another rumble. This time, a staff that looked like one from a cartoon appeared, with the same symbol as the shield.

If you give it form....

One last rumble. In the middle of the staff and shield, was a simple sword.

It will give you strength. Choose well.

'I have to choose between these 3? Hmm...' The boy mulled over his choice. Eventually, he decided on the sword. He was used to playing with toy swords. Walking up to it and grabbing it, he found it light enough to hold well.

The power of the warrior. Invincible courage, but a weapon of terrible destruction. Is this the path you seek?

"Yeah, I'll pick this one." If he were to journey through a mysterious place, courage would prove useful. When he said that, to his surprise, the sword disappeared in a flash of light. He stumbled back in shock. "Woah!"

Your path is set. Now what will you give up in exchange?

"Give up?" The boy looked at the remaining 2. After another round of careful consideration, he picked the staff.

The power of the mystic. Inner strength. A staff of wonder and ruin. You give up this power?

"Yeah, okay." Again, the staff disappeared. 

You chose the power of the warrior. Relinquished the power of the mystic. Is this your true form?

"I guess?" He was so confused. What was the point of these decisions? 

But then, the ground began to rumble. He looked around frantically, to see the floor collapse into shards, and he began to fall. He tried to scream, but no sound came.