"I will tell you that these three are very dangerous, especially when they're together. Please exercise caution on the streets."
"We will," Sora promised. He couldn't really see the danger; after all, the three girls in question were only fifteen, his age, so they didn't seem as though they could be too dangerous...But still, there were risks...
Sora was thinking back to what he'd been told about the three rogues, how they were manipulative, merciless, backstabbing traitors...
"Where ya goin', Spikey?"
A teasing, almost mischeivous voice broke the silence of the night.
He looked around wildly to see a figure emerging from a dark alley, long, dark hair cascading down to her waist and bright, clear azure-blue eyes.
Sora thought back quickly to the images he'd been shown of the three rogues, and if he remembered correctly, this was definitely one of them.
He summoned his Keyblade immediately, getting into a defensive position. The girl stepped back in clear surprise.
"Hey, hey, hey," She said. "What did I ever do to you?"
"You're dangerous," Sora muttered.
"Yeah?" She took a defensive position as well, removing her sword from the sheath at her waist. The silver metal gleamed in the pale moonlight as she held it, ready to strike. "And I'm guessing you're with the guards, then?"
"What?" Sora blinked. "No!"
"Then why would you think I was dangerous, huh?!" She snapped. "Let me guess. You also think I'm a lying, manipulative backstabbing traitor with no sense of mercy, right?!"
"That's what they told me," Sora replied.
"The guards told you." The girl growled. "You shouldn't believe a word they tell you. They're the traitors. They're the ones who rip families apart and leave a ten year old girl and her three siblings to fend for themselves!"
"What?" Sora let his stance relax for a moment. "What does that-"
She slashed at him suddenly; he blocked it with his Keyblade and pretty soon the two of them were locked in a sword fight. The girl was more agile than Sora thought; she matched his every swing with a blow equally strong, proving herself to be quite the fighter.
But when she seemingly vanished into thin air, Sora blinked.
It was in that instant that his Keyblade was flung from his hand, landing a few feet away near some crates.
He whirled around to face the rogue, who had a satisfied gleam in her azure eyes as she smirked at him.
"You're better than I thought," She said in a satisfied tone.
"Wh-What?"
"You actually thought I was gonna kill you?" The girl sounded surprised.
"You're not?" Sora blinked.
"No," She shrugged. "You don't seem to be one of the guards. You're not wearing their armor, or the kingdom's crest, so..."
"Uhm..."
"But on the other hand," She continued, "You don't seem to be one of us, either."
"Er-"
"So on that note, I'm taking you with me." She grabbed his wrist and, before he could even open his mouth to protest, she was pulling him back down the alley she'd come from.
He started pulling back when he saw exactly where she was taking him; to a very large, seemingly abandoned
building in the middle of the forest.
The place looked as though it were about to collapse; clearly very old, vines and moss grew all over the outer walls, and the windows were all broken and boarded up.
"Woah, woah, woah," Sora protested.
"Come on," The rogue girl muttered. "It's not that bad."
Sora wanted to protest further but he was pulled inside.
The other two rogues-and a boy who Sora assumed to be their little brother-all turned to stare as the raven-haired girl walked in...
And all three took a defensive position.