This is my KH2 fanfiction. :) I don't own KH2, even though that would be really cool.
Quiet. That was the only way to describe this place: quiet and tranquil. The place was large, unoccupied by that brat and his friends, and it had a large clearing, just waiting to be the breeding ground for minions. Perfect, I thought. Perfect for us to occupy, that is. I quickly surveyed the land, and found it satisfactory for our needs. I returned to my ship and blasted off to the current base to inform our leader, who would be more than thrilled one of her pawns actually did something credible outside her orders. When I got into the realm of the base, I was ignored by the cannons and their masters. I even received a few waves from the guards, for I am…
"Roxas!" she screamed, "Roxas!" She was chained to the wall still. I tried to run at her, but my legs were immobile. I tugged at my imaginary binds and tried to reach the girl. Then another man ran in. In his hands was a blade as I had never seen. He swung it and the girl's chains were broken. She slumped to the floor, rubbing her wrists. The man used the blade to fight off the man who had chained the girl. The man without the blade was dressed in all black, and was fighting with two large spiked wheels, spinning them and throwing them at the man with the blade. The man with the blade quickly disintegrated the two wheels with fire that came from the blade. This most certainly was the most peculiar blade I had ever seen, produce its own fire power? What else could it do?
The man in black then cast his own spell, "Fira!" and with that, fire came whirling from the ground in sort of a wind tunnel, straight at the man with the blade. Then the tunnel suddenly headed for the girl. The man with the blade opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He ran at the girl and in front of the tunnel and opened his mouth again. He must have cast a spell, for ice came from the blade's tip. But, was it too late? The fire engulfed the man and I started awake, sweating and panting. This time I could feel the fire, in all its fury. I could still hear the girl screaming the name, Roxas. Roxas, who is he? I thought. And why am I dreaming about him? What does this all mean? These questions and no answers ever came. I sat there, thinking about this all until morning, when I'd got to the Usual Place, meet up with my friends, and forget my dreams.