Meh, a commission for dA but I decided, what the hey, FF deserves to still see my work too.
So this is Axel's POV on the beginning of Kingdom Hearts 2. I used both game (KH2 & KH2 FM+) and manga to influence me because I want to be as humanly accurate as possible.
Memories
Day 1
Standing atop a building, I gaze down at the people moving through the streets below. No, they aren't people, only data. Sighing, I run my gloved fingers through my cascading crimson spikes. They stop at my shoulders, which are clothed in that of a black cloak. It's unzipped low enough to reveal my collarbone, nothing more, while a reverse violet teardrop sits comfortably below that of each of my emerald eyes. Letting the heels of my boots pound softly against that of the roof, I hop the short distance to the one beside it. The people milling about on the ground are oblivious, unable to see me atop this perch.
I despise the man that has stored my friend here. He's locked my little blonde away, for the sole purpose of restoring Sora's memories. He's my little buddy, the slightly clueless one I've grown attached to. Especially since us Nobodys can't feel emotions. I think that's a complete and utter lie, myself. Every single time when I was around him, I was always feeling some form of emotion. It just couldn't be helped. He was my only real friend. He was someone that cared about my actions, where I was, and why I did things. No one else cared. They only were in it for the heart. But he was special and that only made me love him even more.
Sighing heavily, I summon the Dusks, the lowest ranking, not to mention form, of the Nobody. Their slim silver bodies dance and slither over to me. On each side of their forms are stark blue stripes, while each of their mouths are zipped shut, as they await their orders. Nodding toward the city below, I make sure that they understand, "Search the city for Number Thirteen, Roxas." Swiveling around, they stalk off after their new assignment.
A portal of black and purple opens behind me. Turning around, I walk into the Dark corridor. After walking through the darkness, I end up in a back alley of sorts. A chained fence, with a door, blocks off one end. Sighing, I glance to my right to see a lone dusk curl and slither to me. It's mouth unzips and the Dusk pulls out a small stack of squares. I snatch them away, flipping through the various photos of Roxas.
Scoffing underneath my breath, I watch as a single flame licks at the edges, the photo turning to ashes in my grasp. I glare at the Dusk, angry that they can find everything but the real thing. Not wanting to take it out on this mere Dusk, I return to my perch on the roofs. Just as I do, I hear the soft pitter-patter of footsteps. Tip-toeing over to the edge of the slanted roof, I watch a hooded man hurrying to the exit of the alley, shoulders slouched as though he had been fighting. Yet, no sword rests in his grip, only that of a small, frail frame. A softly curved face is tucked against the ebony cloak, while blonde spikes catch my attention. As the unknown man opens a Dark Corridor, I open one as well. "Looks like it's time to report in for the day."
Striding through the halls of the Castle That Never Was, I listen to my footsteps resounding off the plain white walls. No one seems to be out and about today, but that just makes it easier for me to get to where I need to go. Scanning each room as I go, I find no evidence of the one I'm looking for, until I get to the main room we always meet in. I step through his door, straight into his room, and find him staring up at Kingdom Hearts. The golden heart-shaped moon is missing a third of itself, but it's still magnificent all in itself. The light bathes my old friend, not suiting him in the least, not with his barbaric tendencies these days. His light blue hair falls down a little past his shoulders, while some around his face. He turns to me as I get closer, luminous yellow eyes piercing me, the 'X' scar over his nose evident on his skin.
"I see you've returned, Axel."
"And I see you're still standing where I left you, Saix."
Saix sighs, "Did you find Roxas yet?"
Giving a curt laugh, I plop down onto his simply white and gray bed. "Yup, but it's not like it did any good. Some guy had him and he had a black coat on."
The blue haired Nobody turns his gaze away from Kingdom Hearts. Number Two grants me his full attention, "You're going to have to do far more than find him Axel. If you want Roxas back, you'll have to work harder." He strides over to me, bending his equally tall frame down just enough. "We need a Keyblade wielder; whether it be Roxas or Sora." Saix stands straight once more, returning to his spot, eyes locked on the heart moon. "I'll let you be the one to make the first move. It's up to you Axel. Is Roxas gone or is Sora?"
Taking that as my queue to leave, I get to my feet, the heels of my boots indicating my steps back toward the door. At the last possible instant, his gruff voice stops me in my tracks. "Don't be stupid Lea. I'll be reporting your findings to Xemnas."
I scoff, "Whatever...Isa." and with that, I leave through the portal like door.
As I walk into my own room, I flop onto the bed, peeling the gloves from my fingers. I shove them onto my dresser and kick my boots off in the process, letting my worn, ebony sock clad feet rest. Rolling onto my side, I glare at the WINNER stick sitting on my balcony railing, just where I had left it. I let my eyes drift shut, my mind begging to take a break, but I'll simply be haunted by his face in my dreams nonetheless.
Why Roxas...why is this your destiny?