Hey! This is actually a rewrite of an old story I did (and never finished) called I promise. I guess most of the characters and their rolls are the same as before, but for the most part the story is completely new. I've got all of it planned (vaguely that is) so expect updates every Monday!

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Emerging from the darkness, Roxas took in the sight of the small, run down looking place that stood in Hollow Bastion. He had put himself just in a hidden alley across from the building, and putting his hands in the pockets of his white, hooded jacket, he exited and walked the cobbled road. He pressed against the door listening for any intimate noises that would make him want to turn and walk about the ragged town. When he heard nothing, he let himself in.

It had been dusk so he knew they weren't asleep yet, but for some reason he couldn't find them anywhere in the house. Just as he was coming down the stairs he watched a grey cat push its way through one of the windows. Two pairs of blue eyes met, and the cat was the first to break the stare as it sauntered past Roxas and up the stairs. Roxas briefly watched it go, and then he made his way to the small kitchen table, making sure to take off his dual blades and set them on the table before sitting down.

He didn't turn when he heard footsteps on the stairs, but his eyes did flick to the right as soon as the figure entered his peripheral vision. The man took the seat across from him, though there was one to the right.

"Bills are due," the man said, briefly pushing his slate hair from his face even though both knew it would just fall back over the man's right eye

Roxas rolled his eyes in amusement as he reached for his munny bag. "Always to the point, Zex," he said good naturedly before tossing the pouch to Zexion, letting him take what he needed. Roxas ran a hand through his spikey blonde hair, which caused his hood to fall down. "Where's Dem?"

Roxas could see just a hint of fondness in Zexion's eyes at the mention of the water elementalist. "Helping Namine."

This only made Roxas more confused. "What happened?" Namine was a witch that lived in Twilight Town and had taken Roxas in after the disaster in Traverse Town. She usually lived a quiet life so he couldn't understand what she needed help with.

"There have been thunderstorms over Twilight Town for almost two days now. Namine doesn't think they're natural."

Roxas hummed and rested his chin on his open, gloved palm. "So she's having the water expert help her out. Makes sense," Roxas said. He knew the two could handle whatever was thrown their way, but he still wanted to go and make sure they were alright. Besides, another set of hands never hurt.

"You're going, aren't you," Zexion stated, already knowing the answer.

Roxas shrugged as he stood and began putting his swords back on his hips. "Honestly, I'm surprised you're not there."

Zexion was the best at figuring things out, and the slate haired man didn't like it when Demyx was in danger. It wasn't that Zexion thought Demyx couldn't take care of himself, it was just love, at least that's what Roxas had been told. Truthfully, Roxas didn't know much about the feeling.

Zexion waved his hand, but Roxas could see the irritation. "Demyx gets anxious about his water portals."

Ah, Roxas thought, Demyx always did worry about having others travel through his portals with him. Roxas never really understood why since Demyx was the one who taught Roxas how to make portals, though their medium was different, and Demyx's medium, water, was safe for anyone to travel through. Roxas' portals, on the other hand, had a nasty effect on someone's heart.

"I'm sure he'll be back soon," Roxas offered, not that it did much to relieve Zexion's tension.

"Just make sure he doesn't do anything stupid," Zexion said in parting with an exasperated sigh, watching as Roxas opened a portal of shadows and made his way through with one final wave goodbye.

Roxas exited his portal in the forest between the town and Namine's mansion. Namine had protection from dark magic over her home so it would be impossible to place himself in the actual mansion. Roxas, however, didn't feel inconvenienced; he enjoyed the short walk to get there, and he observed the severity of the storm above him.

It wasn't actually raining at the moment, but he could hear thunder and the occasionally streak of lightning. He reached down and touched the grass with his bare fingers; the grass was still wet, and the ground felt extremely soft under his black boots.

The rain must have stopped not too long ago, he mused. Roxas was thankful he didn't have to walk through the forest while it was raining; he wasn't particularly fond of getting wet.

Soon enough he was letting himself through Namine's gate and then door, making sure to rub off some of the dirt on his shoe on a mat. He didn't want to upset her by getting mud everywhere. Once he was sure he wouldn't destroy her floors, he walked up the stairs and to the left.

As he drew closer to her room, he could hear talking. One voice was clearly louder than the other, and Roxas rolled his eyes because he knew the loud voice could only be Demyx.

"I'm certain of it!"

Roxas could hear a quiet retort, but Namine's voice was too muffled and soft to make out. He opened the door just in time to hear her finish her remark. "It's impossible!"

Before Roxas could even get a word in two pairs of blue eyes focused on him, and both blondes spoke at the same time.

"Tell her I'm right!"

"Tell him he's wrong."

Roxas held up his hands in the hopes of placating the two. "I don't even know what you're talking about."

Namine was the first to realize her error and gently held her hand up to her cheek. Demyx, however, let out a loud sigh and fell back into the white seat he'd risen from. "The storms are being caused by a celestial nymph."

Roxas raised an inquisitive brow; he'd never heard of a celestial nymph before. However, before he could ask anything, Namine rejected the idea again. "Celestial nymphs are incredibly rare, and the nymph would have to be powerful to create an actual storm. It just doesn't seem possible."

"Well, this storm isn't being created by a caster. If it was, you wouldn't need me," Demyx said with an annoyed expression.

Roxas leaned on the wall beside the door as he let the two argue once more.

Namine let out a loud huff. "It could easily be a Valkyrie."

Demyx let out a humourless laugh. "As if, a Valkyrie wouldn't be hiding like this."

"Then what about a Thunderbird?"

Roxas could tell Demyx was getting fed up with Namine's guesses. "A Thunderbird has never even been seen before."

Roxas clapped his hands loudly earning the two's attention. "So, how do we find and stop this nymph?"

Demyx looked pleased that Roxas agreed with him, and Namine gave a small pout as she fell back in her chair. "Okay, so, a celestial nymph has control over the skies," Namine began, knowledgeable about the rare creature, "It's possible the nymph is simply pulling the clouds to her, which means if we find where the clouds meet-"

"We find the nymph," Demyx finished. "But how do we get a view that high up?"

"Projection," Roxas answered as he pushed himself off the wall. Just as he said the word the white floor below them altered into a view of the clouds from above. The table and chairs were gone. Namine, who had cast the spell, had been ready for the furniture to disappear, but Demyx hadn't anticipated anything and had fallen onto the floor of clouds.

The trio, once Demyx had picked himself up, began to look for where the clouds pulled together. Roxas was the one to find the tiny dot that would hold the nymph; however, due to them being above the storm clouds they couldn't actually see the town.

"Keep your finger there," Namine instructed Roxas, and then she moved the projection down so they were below the clouds.

Roxas' finger was pointed towards Sunset Hill.

Demyx rose from his crouched position and rocked back on his heels, hands sliding in his pockets. "So, how are we getting there?"

The projection dissipated, and soon all three were standing back in Namine's white room. "Portals are probably our safest route."

Roxas hummed in agreement, and then both Namine and Roxas turned to look towards the only one who could make safe portals with ease.

Demyx looked absolutely flustered, and Roxas couldn't help but think it was because if Zexion heard Demyx had made a portal for not just him but Roxas and Namine as well, he'd be even angrier with the water elementalist. Roxas could picture the intense glare if Zexion learned of this.

"Can't we all just take our own portals?" Demyx whined.

Namine lead the way from her white room and down the stairs. "Portals of light are difficult to open, Demyx. Why do you think Roxas went to you to learn how to do it?" Roxas watched as Namine held up a finger as she spoke as if giving a lesson.

"Besides, going through the same portal eliminates the chance of getting separated." Roxas added, glancing to the side.

Demyx let out a loud sigh as they reached the bottom of the stairs. "Fine, but no telling Zexy!" Demyx then lead the way out into Namine's back garden, which held a fountain. It wasn't running, but there was water sitting inside it. "I'll connect us to the waterfall. It's a short distance away from Sunset Hill."

Roxas watched as Demyx swirled the water around, a look of concentration on his face, and peering into the water, he could see their destination.

"Who's first?" Demyx asked, hand just barely touching the water's surface.

Roxas moved closer and jumped onto the edge of the fountain. Then without a word he jumped into the water. As he was coming out the other side, Roxas noticed he was flying out horizontally. His knees bent so his feet could hit the ground, and before he could fall onto his back a hand flew back and held him up.

He spun on his palm, and then he pushed himself up so he was facing the portal.

Not soon after correcting himself, Namine flew through in the same fashion as he had. Roxas was quick to slip his arms under her back and knees, and then he gently placed her on her feet.

She sent him a thankful smile before the two watched Demyx come through.

Demyx obviously was used to falling through his portals in such weird ways. His form was almost a ball as he exited his portal, and then he extended. His feet met the floor, and due to the force in which he pushed himself forward, Roxas was sure he was going to fall onto his face. However, Demyx maintained his balance with ease.

He sent Roxas and Namine a grin, but his expression soon faltered as thunder boomed across the darkened sky. "Almost forgot about that."

The three friends quickly took off towards the hill, staying close to buildings in fear of the occasional lightning strike.

Just as they're about to begin their ascent, Roxas paused and turned back to the two blondes. "You guys stay back."

"Roxas-" Namine began in a sharp tone.

"I'm not saying don't help," Roxas explained. "You guys can use your magic from a distance. There's no reason for you to get close."

Namine let out a sigh and nodded. Demyx did the same, but then added, "Just be careful. We don't know what this nymph is fully capable of."

Roxas hummed, though he knew he would take the necessary risks if it meant protecting Namine's home.

"But with the three of us working together, I'm sure everything will be fine," Demyx said cheerfully, giving Namine's shoulder a pat, which earned a small smile from her.

Roxas' lips tugged up as well; leave it to Demyx to bring a little sunshine on a stormy day.

The three exchanged on final nod before they made their way onto the hill, but just as quickly they paused at the sound of maniacal laughter.

Roxas could see the nymph had short blonde hair with two strands that seemed to stick up like antennae. He crept closer to the woman, hoping he wouldn't be noticed. However, his hopes were dashed when her head spun towards him and cyan eyes met his own blue ones.

Roxas paused in his steps and pulled out his black sword, Oblivion, pointing it at the nymph. "Cease your attack."

He tried to give most beings a chance to back down, no matter the destruction they caused. However, when laughter pierced the air, he knew there would be no talking the woman down. "Or what?!" she asked patronizingly.

"We'll stop you." If possible, Roxas wanted all of them to come out of this alive, even her. However, as her laughter grew louder with the thunder, Roxas doubted she could be reasoned with even if she was dying.

Running forward, he unsheathed his white blade, Oathkeeper, and prepared to attack, but his white blade was blocked by the knives she held between her fingers. In the next instant he was being kicked far back with amazing strength. Before he could even get close to the ground, his back met a shield of light, and he was brought gracefully to his feet. Out of the corner of his eye, he could just see Namine, hands raised and glowing a pure white.

Roxas knew attacking head on would be useless without some kind of distraction. Thankfully, Demyx seemed to have the same thought because suddenly the nymph was being hit with a wave of water.

Roxas watched as she faltered to the side due to the heavy pressure, and he rushed forward.

He'd hoped this could be handled quickly, but as he made to stab with Oblvion, she spun out of the way. Roxas could see her release some of her knives in Demyx's direction, but he didn't see Namine block the quick projectiles because he was being kicked again on his side.

This time he wasn't saved by Namine's gently light, but was instead hitting the ground painfully and rolling a short distance on the wet dirt. He tried to stand, but just getting to his knees was difficult. How could one nymph be so strong?

He could feel someone tugging him up, and he looked to see Namine beside him. While she was helping him, Demyx was holding the nymph back with whips and waves of water he could collect from the air.

"I think all three of us need to go on the offensive," Namine said once Roxas was standing again, his pain already fading into a dull ache.

Roxas didn't want his friends to get hurt, but it seemed as though he wasn't strong enough to take down the nymph, even if he did have Demyx's support. "Fine."

Roxas and Namine spread out until the three friends were about the same length from the nymph.

The blonde nymph laughed as they readied for battle. "Three against one? Now that hardly seems fair!" as she spoke, grin adorning her face, the wind seemed to pick up.

Roxas could see she had all her knives back, but though he was curious, he pushed the thought aside and focused on attacking.

Demyx was the first to attack, though his attacks were the same as before. However, when Roxas looked over towards Namine, he could see the witch gathering a large amount of red magic in his hands. He crouched low, readying himself for her large attack.

"Fire!" Namine screamed, red flames shooting from her hands and towards the distracted nymph. The nymph lets out a loud scream, and Roxas took it as a chance to charge forward. However, as he was getting closer, the fire was suddenly being pushed towards him, most likely by the nymph's wind.

He crossed his swords in front of him as green magic flowed from his hands to the black and white blades. "Wind," he said and a gust pushed the fire away, but due to the nymph doing the same, the flames shot up towards the sky until they dissipated, leaving the blondes facing one another.

Roxas could see where the fire had burned part of the nymph's neck and face, and he knew how painful it must be.

Finally, the nymph wasn't grinning anymore, instead she looked pissed and ready to kill all three of them.

She threw and handful of her blades at Roxas, who didn't even have to dodge as Namine provided protection. However, as Roxas saw the nymph smirk, he knew that is what she wanted. Not even a second later lightning was being rained down upon Namine.

Roxas knew as Namine screamed that she'd taken a hit, and as her shield fell from in front of him he hoped she had at least been able to minimize the damage.

"Demyx!" Roxas yelled, as the lightning started to clear, not taking his eyes off the laughing nymph.

"On it," the elementalist shouted, running behind Roxas towards the witch and getting there as her shield broke and Namine fell to the ground.

Roxas could tell the nymph planned to do the same thing again; so before she got the chance, he switched his grip on Oathkeeper as though it was a spear.

"Hey!" he shouted, earning the nymph's attention, and then he threw the white blade forward, his eyes turning yellow as darkness pushed the blade forward and allowed Roxas to maintain control over it with a dark strand.

The nymph easily pushed it aside with her own blades, and Roxas let her. However, he surprised her by spinning and using the momentum to send Oathkeeper towards her again. In the midst of his spin green magic was gathering at his heels. He pounced of the ground calling, "Wind," as he did.

Roxas thought he had done it, that his blade would make it, but she had been able to push back with a wind of her own. Roxas' feet planted themselves on the ground and he released his hold on Oathkeeper, allowing it to clatter to the ground, as he held Oblivion with both hands and pushed against her wind.

He was so close. He gritted his teeth against the pressure, and then darkness began to flow from his hands.

Roxas yelled as the darkness forced his blade further and further until finally a sharp scream pierce the air.

Blades clattered to the ground, and a hand clutched onto one of his arms.

She was leaning on him heavily, his sword the only thing keeping her up.

"No-" she tried to say but coughed blood onto Roxas' white jacket and cheek. The hand held onto him tighter. She looked scared, and Roxas' grip faltered slightly causing her to fall onto him more. "No way…." Roxas could feel her hold loosening, could see the light leaving her eyes. "I won't…allow…" and then the grip was gone and she was falling completely.

Roxas helped her fall gently to the side, but as he was her body fell apart and faded into the breeze. Even though she was gone, her blood remained on Oblivion, and as Roxas stared at it, the memories of other fearful faces, these ones frozen by death, flashed through his mind. Deaths he should have been able to stop.

"Roxas," Demyx called out, and Roxas was quick to look towards the elementalist, who was still beside Namine. He reached down to collect and sheath Oathkeeper, and then took a bit of time collecting the nymph's eight knives before making his way towards his friends.

Namine was still unconscious and some of her skin was red from burns, but thankfully, she didn't look too hurt.

"Would you mind?" Roxas asked a crouching Demyx as he gestured to her bloodied blade and then himself.

Demyx only nodded and then washed Roxas and his possessions clean, allowing Roxas to sheath the blade and hold only the knives in his hands. "What are you going to do with them?" Demyx wondered as he stood with Namine in his arms.

Roxas looked at them, four in each hand. "I don't know. Guess I'll give them to Zexion."

"Ah, that's a good idea."

Roxas wasn't giving them to Zexion with the hope that they would be used. He just wanted them to be in safe hands, and Zexion kept a lot of things safe. Besides, Zexion liked collecting interesting things, and Roxas thought the knives at least looked interesting.

Following Demyx down Sunset Hill, Roxas looked up towards the clearing sky and let out a quiet, tired sigh.