Kingdom Hearts - Blades of Three Realms Omake Theater - Flashback 01
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Author: Crystal Mizuka/hanyou_crystal
Genre: Angst/General
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,491
Notes: Basically, this is everything I'm aware that Vanitas experienced during the two years after he was reborn in our crazy AU. My god Vanitas, I am so sorry.
Disclaimer: Although the severely warped and twisted imagination is my own, Kingdom Hearts and its characters are the property of Disney and Square Enix. Power Rangers is the property of Saban Entertainment. Shiro and Roveth belong to Jared.
Kingdom Hearts Blades of Three Realms Role-Play Omake Theater Presents...
Vanitas Flashback 01
For Vanitas, everything had started again on that fateful day about two years ago.
It was on that day that he first woke up again, as himself, in the middle of that accursed
wasteland known as the Keyblade Graveyard. As was typical for him, he had woken up angry and
confused. He knew in more ways than one that he was never meant to exist so how was it that
he had been reborn into the Realm of Light and more importantly, why had he appeared alone
and without Ventus?
And then right on cue, there they were, the Unversed. His anger and confusion had
caused them to manifest and his frustration only grew with all the unanswered questions now
facing him. He didn't feel Ventus anywhere. Where was his other half, the light to his
darkness? His growing frustration made him lash out and Vanitas found himself striking down
the Unversed with Void Gear, inflicting injury not only on his creations, but also onto
himself until the pain was all he could feel.
He must have lost consciousness because when Vanitas awoke again the old man was
there looming over him with that unpleasant, self-satisfied smile. Vanitas glared up at him
in disdain as more Unversed sprung forth. "You bastard, what do you want?" Vanitas was
openly hostile to the old man. The very same old man responsible for his creation, the man
who had lied to and whom Vanitas had willingly allowed to manipulate him if only for the
promise that by reuniting with Ventus the pain would finally stop. Deep down he had known he
was being lied to and that was very likely the reason for his willful disobedience to his
Master at times when Vanitas desired nothing more than to fight and ultimately it didn't seem
to matter to him who got hurt in the process as long as it enabled him to vent his
frustration on something other than the Unversed which only brought him greater pain.
"How fascinating," the old man, Master Xehanort re-completed, stared back at him with
cold, calculating, unsympathetic eyes. "To think that even a heart of pure darkness like
your own could be restored, but you are of no use to me without the other half."
So then it was true, his existence meant nothing to the old man. Vanitas's
resentment grew, as did the swarm of Unversed, and he aimed to deliver a powerful blow on the
old man. He was stopped by a sharp and painful impact as the old man revealed his own
Keyblade, the one called No Name, and Vanitas crumpled back to the ground in even greater
pain than before.
"I can see you still have plenty of spirit," Master Xehanort sounded amused and that
only served to make Vanitas more angry even though he knew how, without a doubt, that he was
powerless against the old man. "Good," Master Xehanort ignored the boy's frustration. "You
might be of no use to me in forging the χ-blade, but perhaps, my young apprentice, you can
still be of use to me in some other way."
"Che," Vanitas spat out with plenty of venom behind that golden glare in his eyes.
"And what way is that?"
"I require more vessels," Master Xehanort announced maliciously. "You're going to
help me find them."
During the span of the next year Vanitas's mind fell into a turbulent haze as he
became more and more violent while he served his Master. He had no interest in what the old
man was planning and didn't stop to question what Master Xehanort was really up to. Vanitas
simply had nothing better to do and no desire to be erased from existence, which still felt
like an ever looming possibility. That was until the day when Master Xehanort revealed to
him that there was someone who existed who might prove to be a suitable replacement to forge
a brand new χ-blade. This filled Vanitas with even greater rage, resentment, but most
especially it filled him with intense jealousy.
Master Xehanort captured the boy called Shiro to extract from him the enormous amount
of darkness that resided within his heart, re-enacting the very same process that had given
birth to the boy called Vanitas. But Shiro had strong allies and Vanitas was the one tasked
with keeping them busy until Master Xehanort's work could be completed. They were strong,
but still no match for the unbridled rage that Vanitas brought along with him. His rage only
grew when he saw among them a boy who looked very nearly identical to Ventus, but who also
very obviously did no recognize him. It became even more glaringly obvious by fighting him
that the boy in question really wasn't Ventus as he demonstrated a totally different fighting
style. This realization was helped even further by the fact that there was another boy with
them whom Vanitas would have to have been blind not to realize shared the very same face as
his own.
It didn't matter to him who these boys were, Vanitas decided then and there that he
hated them both. He fought even more aggressively and would have very nearly killed those
two boys in that encounter if their friends hadn't rushed to their defense. One in
particular, a red-haired man who resembled a boy Vanitas recalled Ventus spending some time
with on the world of Radiant Garden, proved to be highly potent with fire-based magic. The
other was a blond haired girl who seemed to be especially upset when Vanitas struck down that
boy who closely resembled his missing light half and Vanitas wouldn't soon forget what came
after that. Magic arrays split open across the sky in three locations, apparently the girl
in question was a powerful summoner, and from them emerged three imposing incarnations of the
Dragon King--Bahamut, Neo Bahamut, and Bahamut ZERO--all of them appearing to roar across the
sky. Vanitas was set upon by the red-haired man wielding his flaming chakrams and launched
up into the combined blast of destruction from the three summoned dragons fully expecting
that this would be the end of him.
Much to his surprise, it wasn't.
He must have subconsciously opened up a Corridor of Darkness because when Vanitas
finally regained consciousness he was most certainly adrift within that corridor. He really
wasn't expecting to still be alive after taking that blast head-on, but somehow he had
managed to survive to find himself once again alone within the darkness. Apparently Master
Xehanort hadn't thought it worth it to come searching for him. "Well great, I don't need you
anymore either," Vanitas had meant to sound contemptuous, but it came out sounding more like
a choked sob as a wave of sad, bitter loneliness washed over him. There wasn't much he could
do. He could barely even move, his body protesting against the pain of his injuries. As a
result all he could do was remain there in the dark corridor and cry.
Vanitas emerged from that dark corridor some weeks later. He was on some distant
world he had never visited before, a large city called Angel Grove. He still hadn't seen any
sign of Master Xehanort so he was becoming more and more certain that the old man no longer
had any interest in keeping him around. This new world was densely populated, but the people
seemed to pay Vanitas no mind as he walked out from the alleyway he had appeared in. Seeing
them so blissfully ignorant of what was going on out there elsewhere in the worlds pissed him
off and before long there were Unversed everywhere in the city. That certainly got the
people's attention.
It did more than that too. It alerted the world's own defense force into action and
by a weird stroke of fate five teenagers from another world were called into action to become
colored spandex wearing heroes called Power Rangers. It wasn't hard for him to figure out
that one of them was that guy who so closely resembled Ventus and that one of the others was
that girl summoner from before, although Vanitas didn't know the other three. He didn't
care. That guy, Roxas, turned out to be exceedingly easy to provoke into fighting him again
one-on-one and Vanitas just about had a field day trying to kill him again. That was until
Roxas failed to put up enough of a fight and Vanitas got bored with him, instead opting to
just kick him through a dark corridor into the Realm of Darkness to get rid of that eyesore
forever. That really didn't go as planned because that girl summoner dived in after him and
then the boy in red, the one everyone else called Shiro, majorly kicked Vanitas's ass like a
one-man army.
Vanitas could kind of appreciate after that why Master Xehanort had seemed to be so
interested in the guy. Not only that, but the crazy summoner girl managed to get back out of
that dark corridor riding on some kind of gravity demon, a summon called Diablos, that
smashed him into the pavement. Yeah, that encounter really could have gone better. It
really didn't go any better when Vanitas decided to vent his frustration by unleashing a
giant Unversed Colossus onto the city because then those jerks just went after it in some
kind of giant robot they called a Megazord. And then, after that, Vanitas decided to issue
one last challenge where he was once again beaten into submission by Shiro before he decided
to just retreat into the darkness again because staying on this world just wasn't worth it
anymore.
It took him a while to find his way back there, but Vanitas eventually returned to
the place of his origins, the Keyblade Graveyard. There was still no sign of Master
Xehanort. If he hadn't been convinced before, Vanitas was now certain that the old man
really had abandoned him. He couldn't really think where else to go so he continued to brood
there for a while. He wasn't even sure how long it might have been when that summoner girl,
Crystal, arrived there searching for something. He thought taking her on while she was alone
would be an easy win for him because it seemed that in their previous encounters either Shiro
or Roxas had always rushed to the girl's defense. Vanitas could not have been more wrong.
Between being juggled between Fenrir and Bahamut, launching him between the ground and sky
more times than Vanitas could count, and then being smacked back into the air when he managed
to slip away by Crystal's surprising hitting strength while hitting him with the Metal
Chocobo Keyblade, Vanitas seriously didn't stand a chance.
He thought once he got frustrated enough and swarmed the girl with Unversed that that
would finally be the end of it, but he was wrong then too. Several Samurai Nobodies had
appeared then and worked with the girl to fight off the Unversed and Crystal once again
gained the upper hand against Vanitas. Still, she refused to deliver the killing blow and
that made Vanitas even more angry because he thought she would be doing him a favor by
killing him. Then she apparently found what she had been looking for, a very particular
Keyblade that looked similar to a priest's staff.
Vanitas remembered there being a bright flash of light that washed over the area and
then somehow the atmosphere had become surprisingly peaceful. Vanitas's own emotions had
quieted down as well and the Unversed had seemed to vanish entirely. There was a lucidity to
his thoughts that he hadn't experienced in quite a long time and he wasn't sure how he felt
about that because suddenly he was no longer angry or hostile, but rather simply confused.
When the girl still refused to finish him off he was no longer bitter about it, opting
instead to make a snarky quip about how she might live to regret before he departed through a
Corridor of Darkness to gather his thoughts somewhere else.
The place Vanitas found was the ruins of Hollow Bastion Castle on the world of
Radiant Garden, somehow it seemed an appropriate place for him to bide his time while waiting
for his latest injuries to recover. He was surprised, some weeks later, when he suddenly
noticed that he could sense Ventus again. As much as Vanitas wished then and there to be
reunited with his light half, he was now very aware of all the pain and suffering he had
forced Ventus to endure by threatening him and his friends on Master Xehanort's behalf. In
fact, Vanitas found that he now had a rather profound hatred for the old man well and beyond
simply feeling abandoned by him. He was also afraid to be reunited with Ventus because he
felt he couldn't deal with being rejected by him a second time. The guilt he felt over
everything that had happened was so severe that he doubted he would be able to face Terra and
Aqua either.
He couldn't really say for certain what he was thinking that day when he noticed
Shiro fighting against the silver-haired man with the ten-foot katana, the one called
Sephiroth, except that he was tired of being alone. He didn't especially like Shiro, but he
knew that they were similar, or to be more precise that they had been through something
similar, even if Shiro was his own light half in the equation and it was the shadow bastard,
the one called Roveth, who was his dark half. If there was anyone who might understand his
situation, then this seemed like the best place to start and that was how Vanitas found
himself clashing with Sephiroth alongside his former enemy. The battle ended without a
winner and Sephiroth merely retreated, but it left Vanitas free to speak with Shiro as
somehow neither of them had been injured during the encounter.
Shiro didn't like him either, but he gave Vanitas an opening. Crystal and Roveth
would both vouch for him if he agreed not to cause then any more trouble. In that way
Vanitas was welcomed into 7th Heaven, a tavern in the nearby town, where he was finally
reunited with Ventus. Vanitas knew well enough that forgiveness was still a long way off, if
it could even be obtained at all, but for the first time in his miserable existence he was
actually slightly happy and he had decided that he was going to do everything in his power
not to screw this up.
End
Author: Crystal Mizuka/hanyou_crystal
Genre: Angst/General
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 2,491
Notes: Basically, this is everything I'm aware that Vanitas experienced during the two years after he was reborn in our crazy AU. My god Vanitas, I am so sorry.
Disclaimer: Although the severely warped and twisted imagination is my own, Kingdom Hearts and its characters are the property of Disney and Square Enix. Power Rangers is the property of Saban Entertainment. Shiro and Roveth belong to Jared.
Kingdom Hearts Blades of Three Realms Role-Play Omake Theater Presents...
Vanitas Flashback 01
For Vanitas, everything had started again on that fateful day about two years ago.
It was on that day that he first woke up again, as himself, in the middle of that accursed
wasteland known as the Keyblade Graveyard. As was typical for him, he had woken up angry and
confused. He knew in more ways than one that he was never meant to exist so how was it that
he had been reborn into the Realm of Light and more importantly, why had he appeared alone
and without Ventus?
And then right on cue, there they were, the Unversed. His anger and confusion had
caused them to manifest and his frustration only grew with all the unanswered questions now
facing him. He didn't feel Ventus anywhere. Where was his other half, the light to his
darkness? His growing frustration made him lash out and Vanitas found himself striking down
the Unversed with Void Gear, inflicting injury not only on his creations, but also onto
himself until the pain was all he could feel.
He must have lost consciousness because when Vanitas awoke again the old man was
there looming over him with that unpleasant, self-satisfied smile. Vanitas glared up at him
in disdain as more Unversed sprung forth. "You bastard, what do you want?" Vanitas was
openly hostile to the old man. The very same old man responsible for his creation, the man
who had lied to and whom Vanitas had willingly allowed to manipulate him if only for the
promise that by reuniting with Ventus the pain would finally stop. Deep down he had known he
was being lied to and that was very likely the reason for his willful disobedience to his
Master at times when Vanitas desired nothing more than to fight and ultimately it didn't seem
to matter to him who got hurt in the process as long as it enabled him to vent his
frustration on something other than the Unversed which only brought him greater pain.
"How fascinating," the old man, Master Xehanort re-completed, stared back at him with
cold, calculating, unsympathetic eyes. "To think that even a heart of pure darkness like
your own could be restored, but you are of no use to me without the other half."
So then it was true, his existence meant nothing to the old man. Vanitas's
resentment grew, as did the swarm of Unversed, and he aimed to deliver a powerful blow on the
old man. He was stopped by a sharp and painful impact as the old man revealed his own
Keyblade, the one called No Name, and Vanitas crumpled back to the ground in even greater
pain than before.
"I can see you still have plenty of spirit," Master Xehanort sounded amused and that
only served to make Vanitas more angry even though he knew how, without a doubt, that he was
powerless against the old man. "Good," Master Xehanort ignored the boy's frustration. "You
might be of no use to me in forging the χ-blade, but perhaps, my young apprentice, you can
still be of use to me in some other way."
"Che," Vanitas spat out with plenty of venom behind that golden glare in his eyes.
"And what way is that?"
"I require more vessels," Master Xehanort announced maliciously. "You're going to
help me find them."
During the span of the next year Vanitas's mind fell into a turbulent haze as he
became more and more violent while he served his Master. He had no interest in what the old
man was planning and didn't stop to question what Master Xehanort was really up to. Vanitas
simply had nothing better to do and no desire to be erased from existence, which still felt
like an ever looming possibility. That was until the day when Master Xehanort revealed to
him that there was someone who existed who might prove to be a suitable replacement to forge
a brand new χ-blade. This filled Vanitas with even greater rage, resentment, but most
especially it filled him with intense jealousy.
Master Xehanort captured the boy called Shiro to extract from him the enormous amount
of darkness that resided within his heart, re-enacting the very same process that had given
birth to the boy called Vanitas. But Shiro had strong allies and Vanitas was the one tasked
with keeping them busy until Master Xehanort's work could be completed. They were strong,
but still no match for the unbridled rage that Vanitas brought along with him. His rage only
grew when he saw among them a boy who looked very nearly identical to Ventus, but who also
very obviously did no recognize him. It became even more glaringly obvious by fighting him
that the boy in question really wasn't Ventus as he demonstrated a totally different fighting
style. This realization was helped even further by the fact that there was another boy with
them whom Vanitas would have to have been blind not to realize shared the very same face as
his own.
It didn't matter to him who these boys were, Vanitas decided then and there that he
hated them both. He fought even more aggressively and would have very nearly killed those
two boys in that encounter if their friends hadn't rushed to their defense. One in
particular, a red-haired man who resembled a boy Vanitas recalled Ventus spending some time
with on the world of Radiant Garden, proved to be highly potent with fire-based magic. The
other was a blond haired girl who seemed to be especially upset when Vanitas struck down that
boy who closely resembled his missing light half and Vanitas wouldn't soon forget what came
after that. Magic arrays split open across the sky in three locations, apparently the girl
in question was a powerful summoner, and from them emerged three imposing incarnations of the
Dragon King--Bahamut, Neo Bahamut, and Bahamut ZERO--all of them appearing to roar across the
sky. Vanitas was set upon by the red-haired man wielding his flaming chakrams and launched
up into the combined blast of destruction from the three summoned dragons fully expecting
that this would be the end of him.
Much to his surprise, it wasn't.
He must have subconsciously opened up a Corridor of Darkness because when Vanitas
finally regained consciousness he was most certainly adrift within that corridor. He really
wasn't expecting to still be alive after taking that blast head-on, but somehow he had
managed to survive to find himself once again alone within the darkness. Apparently Master
Xehanort hadn't thought it worth it to come searching for him. "Well great, I don't need you
anymore either," Vanitas had meant to sound contemptuous, but it came out sounding more like
a choked sob as a wave of sad, bitter loneliness washed over him. There wasn't much he could
do. He could barely even move, his body protesting against the pain of his injuries. As a
result all he could do was remain there in the dark corridor and cry.
Vanitas emerged from that dark corridor some weeks later. He was on some distant
world he had never visited before, a large city called Angel Grove. He still hadn't seen any
sign of Master Xehanort so he was becoming more and more certain that the old man no longer
had any interest in keeping him around. This new world was densely populated, but the people
seemed to pay Vanitas no mind as he walked out from the alleyway he had appeared in. Seeing
them so blissfully ignorant of what was going on out there elsewhere in the worlds pissed him
off and before long there were Unversed everywhere in the city. That certainly got the
people's attention.
It did more than that too. It alerted the world's own defense force into action and
by a weird stroke of fate five teenagers from another world were called into action to become
colored spandex wearing heroes called Power Rangers. It wasn't hard for him to figure out
that one of them was that guy who so closely resembled Ventus and that one of the others was
that girl summoner from before, although Vanitas didn't know the other three. He didn't
care. That guy, Roxas, turned out to be exceedingly easy to provoke into fighting him again
one-on-one and Vanitas just about had a field day trying to kill him again. That was until
Roxas failed to put up enough of a fight and Vanitas got bored with him, instead opting to
just kick him through a dark corridor into the Realm of Darkness to get rid of that eyesore
forever. That really didn't go as planned because that girl summoner dived in after him and
then the boy in red, the one everyone else called Shiro, majorly kicked Vanitas's ass like a
one-man army.
Vanitas could kind of appreciate after that why Master Xehanort had seemed to be so
interested in the guy. Not only that, but the crazy summoner girl managed to get back out of
that dark corridor riding on some kind of gravity demon, a summon called Diablos, that
smashed him into the pavement. Yeah, that encounter really could have gone better. It
really didn't go any better when Vanitas decided to vent his frustration by unleashing a
giant Unversed Colossus onto the city because then those jerks just went after it in some
kind of giant robot they called a Megazord. And then, after that, Vanitas decided to issue
one last challenge where he was once again beaten into submission by Shiro before he decided
to just retreat into the darkness again because staying on this world just wasn't worth it
anymore.
It took him a while to find his way back there, but Vanitas eventually returned to
the place of his origins, the Keyblade Graveyard. There was still no sign of Master
Xehanort. If he hadn't been convinced before, Vanitas was now certain that the old man
really had abandoned him. He couldn't really think where else to go so he continued to brood
there for a while. He wasn't even sure how long it might have been when that summoner girl,
Crystal, arrived there searching for something. He thought taking her on while she was alone
would be an easy win for him because it seemed that in their previous encounters either Shiro
or Roxas had always rushed to the girl's defense. Vanitas could not have been more wrong.
Between being juggled between Fenrir and Bahamut, launching him between the ground and sky
more times than Vanitas could count, and then being smacked back into the air when he managed
to slip away by Crystal's surprising hitting strength while hitting him with the Metal
Chocobo Keyblade, Vanitas seriously didn't stand a chance.
He thought once he got frustrated enough and swarmed the girl with Unversed that that
would finally be the end of it, but he was wrong then too. Several Samurai Nobodies had
appeared then and worked with the girl to fight off the Unversed and Crystal once again
gained the upper hand against Vanitas. Still, she refused to deliver the killing blow and
that made Vanitas even more angry because he thought she would be doing him a favor by
killing him. Then she apparently found what she had been looking for, a very particular
Keyblade that looked similar to a priest's staff.
Vanitas remembered there being a bright flash of light that washed over the area and
then somehow the atmosphere had become surprisingly peaceful. Vanitas's own emotions had
quieted down as well and the Unversed had seemed to vanish entirely. There was a lucidity to
his thoughts that he hadn't experienced in quite a long time and he wasn't sure how he felt
about that because suddenly he was no longer angry or hostile, but rather simply confused.
When the girl still refused to finish him off he was no longer bitter about it, opting
instead to make a snarky quip about how she might live to regret before he departed through a
Corridor of Darkness to gather his thoughts somewhere else.
The place Vanitas found was the ruins of Hollow Bastion Castle on the world of
Radiant Garden, somehow it seemed an appropriate place for him to bide his time while waiting
for his latest injuries to recover. He was surprised, some weeks later, when he suddenly
noticed that he could sense Ventus again. As much as Vanitas wished then and there to be
reunited with his light half, he was now very aware of all the pain and suffering he had
forced Ventus to endure by threatening him and his friends on Master Xehanort's behalf. In
fact, Vanitas found that he now had a rather profound hatred for the old man well and beyond
simply feeling abandoned by him. He was also afraid to be reunited with Ventus because he
felt he couldn't deal with being rejected by him a second time. The guilt he felt over
everything that had happened was so severe that he doubted he would be able to face Terra and
Aqua either.
He couldn't really say for certain what he was thinking that day when he noticed
Shiro fighting against the silver-haired man with the ten-foot katana, the one called
Sephiroth, except that he was tired of being alone. He didn't especially like Shiro, but he
knew that they were similar, or to be more precise that they had been through something
similar, even if Shiro was his own light half in the equation and it was the shadow bastard,
the one called Roveth, who was his dark half. If there was anyone who might understand his
situation, then this seemed like the best place to start and that was how Vanitas found
himself clashing with Sephiroth alongside his former enemy. The battle ended without a
winner and Sephiroth merely retreated, but it left Vanitas free to speak with Shiro as
somehow neither of them had been injured during the encounter.
Shiro didn't like him either, but he gave Vanitas an opening. Crystal and Roveth
would both vouch for him if he agreed not to cause then any more trouble. In that way
Vanitas was welcomed into 7th Heaven, a tavern in the nearby town, where he was finally
reunited with Ventus. Vanitas knew well enough that forgiveness was still a long way off, if
it could even be obtained at all, but for the first time in his miserable existence he was
actually slightly happy and he had decided that he was going to do everything in his power
not to screw this up.
End