Wayward wind

by BRITICAL-HIT


chapter 1; birth from sleep



… Ugh, my head.

As I awoke from… whatever I was under. Sleep? Regaining consciousness? Either way, my body was in unbearable pain, my head was a foggy mess and my eyes could barely register what was in front of me. Among a plethora of other complains, those were the first to come to mind.

Aside from those, every other feeling around my body felt… odd. It felt neither warm or cold, bright or dark. The whole area around me just felt… different, yet oddly familiar.

After a few moments repeatedly blinking my eyes and fighting my body for control back, I eventually managed to gain back my basic movement abilities, looking up to see what seemed to be an empty void of darkness. The only thing that seemed normal was the rough-feeling ground below me.

I immediately chose to stand up, given that remaining in my later-down state would do me no good. However, as I did so, I was greeted to more of the same; an endless black void surrounding me, stretching as far as I could see. All that existed in any form if view was the circular stained-glass platform I was stood on.

This platform seemed to depict an image. A young, blonde haired boy in silver and black clothing, leaned against the edge. Five symbols encased in smaller circles could also be seen, as well as a sort of key-looking thing he held in his hand.

"A keyblade". A mysterious voice called from… somewhere. This abrupt source of noise caught me off-guard, causing me to immediately scan the remained of the room, but to no avail.

"You needn't worry of me my boy, instead worry about yourself." The voice returned to me, slightly easing my mind… except for his latter comment.

"W-what do you mean?" I asked, my voice coarse and unfamiliar. I was caught off-guard by this, not to the point of jumping out of my skin, but enough to leave me shell-shocked.

"You shall soon find out, very soon." The voice boomed, not long before a sudden shake filled the room. "Our time grows short. Young one, do you know your name?"

"I-it's… wait." I tried my hardest to think, but for some ungodly reason, my head was filled with nothing but mist. I couldn't remember a thing. "I don't… who am I? Why can't… I remember?"

"Hmm… it's difficult to explain, but… right now, you are Ventus. However, you weren't always this way. You came here by accident, your soul was split in two. A side of light… and of darkness.

"You are of the light, and while your memories might be gone, your will… your heart, still burns bright with light."

The room began to shake once again, it's strength significantly stronger than the last tremor. I fell to my knees, and the glass below me began to shatter.

"What's happening?!" I yelled, putting any unfamiliar thoughts of my voice to the side. My panic and fear greatly overshadowed my discomfort right now.

"I no longer have an influence here! The whole place is resetting! Quick, we have little time!" The voice sounded urgent, almost scared.

"put your fear aside, listen to your heart! Find the hidden light of this new world, and defend it from the darkness! Find the one that eclipses your heart, and regain your memories to become whole again!"

"I don't und--" I managed to blurt out, only for the glass underneath me to shatter and break, sending me falling into the endless abyss.

The last thing I remembered seeing was a shard of glass reflecting my appearance. A young, blonde boy with spiky hair, with a white jacket and matching shorts.

In short, exactly the same as the reflection.

-0-0-0-0-0-

It was early morning on the outskirts of Ponyville, and the sun was just barely rising. This left the sky still a midnight blue, but barely transitioning into a burning red on the horizon.

So at this time, you wouldn't be likely to expect anypony to be out early. However contrary to this statement, Fluttershy was awake, looking into the scarlet sunrise with her tired eyes, a warm smile on her face.

She looked down to her side, a small rooster down there. Said rooster had a sort of cast around it's neck, and a headband just above it's beady-looking eyes looking down in sorrow.

Fluttershy looked down at said rooster, giving it a calm and loving look.

"Okay, today's the day Mustang. Your throat should be feeling all better today." She reassured the small animal, reaching down with her nose and nudging him forward. "It's alright now, I'm right here for you."

Mustang, now slowly walking forward, lightly coughed. A small bead of sweat appeared on his small forehead. From there, he chickened out, slowly walking backwards.

Fluttershy then appeared beside him, placing a reassuring hoof against his back. "Don't worry about being scared, I'm right here. You'll do fine."

Shaking his small head, Mustang slowly patterned forward, his body shaking from the last whispers of fear in his body. Despite this, he took in a long, deep breath. From there, he looked up to the oncoming sunrise.

Filled with the sudden instinct he had since a hatchling, Mustang let loose a call that filled the whole area around him. It could span miles, a deep-hearted declaration of the incoming day.

After a moment passed for the young rooster to acknowledge his lost voice had returned, Fluttershy trotted over to him.

She nuzzled him in the wing, an even brighter smile radiating from her. "Well done Mustang. I'm so proud of you."

As Fluttershy began to bask her rooster friend in praise, yet another young Pegasus began to fly down from the sky. With a bright, blue coat and multi-tonal hair, this young mare landed not 10 feet from her.

Fluttershy turned to her side, happy to see this new arrival. "Morning Dashie! How was the early morning weather duty today?"

'Dashie' groaned. "Freezing! We're already having to blow in the autumn breeze, and I'm still used to summer weather!" She complained, shaking her coat wildly. "The sooner I become a Wonderbolt, the sooner I can actually do something actually interesting."

"You'll get there someday Rainbow, but take things one hoof at a time. You don't want to rush things." Fluttershy told her friend, approaching her and placing her wing over her in an effort to warm her friend up.

"Thanks Fluttershy." Rainbow answered, accepting the hug and looking up into the sky. "What's got you up so early anyway? Mustang shouldn't really be doing this until later."

"Oh, he just couldn't wait to try again, the nerves we're getting too much. Better sooner than later." Fluttershy looked into the sky. "Besides, I love this time of the morning. Just enough night to see the stars, just enough day to appreciate the sunrise."

"Huh, I guess so." Rainbow said, still fixated on the stars. "Guess it does look pretty cool, huh?"

"Yeah. I love it this time of the morning." Fluttershy sighed, just barely noticing a shooting beam of light appear in the sky. "Look Dashie! A shooting Star! Make a wish, quick!"

"Uhh, Fluttershy? That… isn't a shooting star." Rainbow warned her friend, nudging her back a bit. "That's a meteor! And it's heading nearby!"

"EEP!!" Fluttershy squeaked, running behind Rainbow and covering her head in fear.

All rainbow could do was stand. Stand there is a mix of awe and shock as the meteor edged closer and closer to her. What came to more shock was that the meteor seemed to contain something other than rock.

From what she could barely see beyond the flashing lights of the meteor was… somepony in it's centre! She couldn't quite tell what they looked like, but a distinct white clothing and green aura told her that someone was there, although was unsure how long they'd last… or if they'd even survive the impact of terminal velocity.

Before rainbow could even react, the comet immediately crashed, Landing somewhere not far off from them, albeit far enough away that all they felt from the impact was a heavy tremor. This shaking went on for about 3/4 minutes before settling to a standstill. Afterwards, Fluttershy peaked her eyes out from the cover.

"I-is it safe?" She asked shakily, getting back into all fours while scanning the area she was in for damage, luckily coming across nothing but a collapsed tree a dozen yards from her cottage.

"Fluttershy? I don't know how it's possible, but… someone was inside that thing! They could be in trouble!" Without a moments hesitation, rainbow rushed to the crash site.

"B-but what if you're the one who ends up in trouble?" Fluttershy attempted to ask her friend, but only to be out of earshot just as she started speaking. Realising this, she began to run after her friends. "Wait for me!"

-0-0-0-0-0-

… ugh. Because of course I'm still in pain. Nice to see some things remain constant.

So, yeah. After somehow falling for what felt like 20 minutes, my body figured it'd be alright to go back to sleep! In the middle of falling from an unknown height!! Great idea brain, 5 star thinking right there.

I don't know where or when I landed, or how I wasn't currently either a pancake, or dust. However, I can't really bring myself to complain. Whatever happened, I knew for sure I wasn't dead… unless my death is the reason all this stuff started? Grr, could somebody start giving me some actual answers?

For example, why did I wake up in a crater? Why was the area burned and flattened, whereas I somehow only made it out with a major headache and a dizzy feeling? And even weirder beyond that, why the hell can't I remember anything?!

I tried to pick myself up to look around, but it felt as though my body didn't want to. It was the classic schoolday complaint of 'I would, but my body didn't let me'. If I really couldn't move, why the hell can't I? I l am pretty muc--

Oh god, here we go! Delayed reaction, my body actually feels like… how Donald Trumps hair looks. Utterly horrendous. As soon as I felt the relentless wave of pain I was in, I realised that I missed the numb feeling.

And once again, I felt on the verge of passing out! My hands were trembling, and I could barely move an inch of my body. By head once again began to cloud over, but not before I heard trees begin to snap and animals begin to approach me. Well… looks like I'm animal chow!

I knew my head was messed up, but what I saw was… nothing less that crazy. I swore I saw wolves, but… made entirely of wood? The prospect terrified me, but I could do nothing but sit there. Sit and wait for death to greet me.

And just like that, I closed my eyes. After that… nothing. I somehow drifted off again.