Chapter 1: Sunsets and Ice Cream

Hey guys! It's me Dawn! Really excited to be "publishing" my first fanfic! Fair warning because I new to this, I'm gonna switch between first and third person. So we'll see how that works out. Also forgive my grammar and spelling I'm typing the story on my iPhone and autocorrect is an absolute pain. Also keep an eye on our profile, we're planning releasing a whole new form of fanfic something later this holiday. So keep an eye out for us.

Twilight Town

A hooded man in a black trench coat sits atop a station, a blue creamsicle in hand. Watching the sunset, wishing for nothing more than simply just staying in this moment in time, and bath in the suns red lights. Actually there was something he wished for more, to see them. His remaining friend, his friends, more importantly HER! The one his former self had sacrificed himself to save. He sighed. It had been 598days...since that day, where everything had gone to hell,since he was born and join the Organization. If he still had a heart he'd probably cry, but he didn't, he only remember what crying felt like.

"You're early," a voice spoke, causing the hooded man to turn around. Beneath the shadows of his hood, the man smiled, behind him stood his one true friend in the Organization. Axel, the firry spiked red headed assassin, had been treating him like a brother since day 9.

"No your just late," the man responded, "As usual." Axel chuckled. He then sat next the man, and gave him a puzzling look.

"Will you take the hood off man," he exclaimed, "My god you like how you didi when you first got here. A major downer! Now come on lighten up!" Axel did not wait for a response, he yanked the hood back, and exposed the young mans face. His naturally spiked blonde hair started to move with the breeze, his ocean blue eyes shine against the red of the sun, and his "innocent" face held a neutral expression. Which to Axel, meant that something had the kid down.

"Hey you okay?" He asked. The young man sighed. His gaze returning to the sunset.
"Today it's..." He looked down, "It's my birth-my former selfs birthday." Axel seemed to brighten up.
"Really well then," he patted his friends back, "Happy birthday man!" His friend sighed and shook his head.

"Not my birthday," he coldly said, "His. Not mine. I shouldn't even exist." He gaze was fixed at his dangling feet, it hurt him. Knowing that the memories in his head belong to someone else, someone who had people who loved him and watched him die. He remember day one when he was found they offered him a new name, but he insisted that he not receive any name but his number. XIII.

"Well that's why we do what we do," Axel seriously said, "We're gonna make sure that others like us can become whole again. Got it memorized?" Placing a finger to his temple, with a grin on his face.

"Yah well," his friend said, "Wish they still had Roxas."

Keyblade/Yen Sids tower

Sora awoke to his alarm, and reminder on his calandra that it was his birthday. He frowned. Normally he would have been bouncing off the walls that it was his birthday, but he usually shared his birthday with someone special. His twin brother...Roxas. The thought of his now dead brother made him want to cry. He remembered the day, almost two years ago, that they lost his brother. It was during a training lesson that went horribly wrong. When that monster Ansem, Seeker of Darkness, plunged his Keyblade into Roxas.

(Flashback)
"Embraced the Darkness!" Shouted the tan silver haired man, as he raised his evil Keyblade over his head, ready to strike the girl I front of him.
Sora was on the ground exhausted. And it seemed like Ansem was going to kill the girl before him.

"NOO!" A shout echoed throughout the air. And out nowhere Roxas appeared in front of the girl, with a Keyblade through his body.
"Heh your foolish to think this will stop me." The bastard laughed.
"I figured," Roxas responded weakly, "So to protect Namine, I'm taking you with me!" He summoned a white and silver Keyblade and stabbed the man right through the heart.

(End Flashback)

Sora felt a tear roll down his cheek, thinking of his brother usually had this effect on him. Well not just him. Namine, the girl who Rosas saved, is still mourning him. She hardly eats or speaks. And she spends most of her time in her room drawing.

In Namine's room she had also just awoke. She had spent the night crying to sleep, like every night for nearly the past two years. She knew what day it was and it made her sorrow grow. It was Roxas's birthday, and she felt a tear roll down her cheek. Then in beam of light and Oathkeeper, Roxas's Keyblade, appeared by her side. She a gave a very weak smile, the very presence of the weapon made by his heart soothed her. It had been his final gift to her before he died, the power to hold his weapon. She still didn't have a Keyblade of her own, a year ago that would annoyed the shit out of her, but she was fine having Roxas's Oathkeeper. If anything it made her feel like he was still alive. That and drawing his face every night, before crying herself to sleep. Before, she had known that she had feelings for Roxas, but was very unsure about them, but now she was definitely sure that she had loved, and still loves, him. His sword's angelic features gave her the impression that he was still watching her. A knock at the door, and a voice telling her to get ready for training got her out of her thoughts.

Dawn: Well that's the first chapter. Sorry if you guys wanted more. Next chapter should be up and running later.

Dusk: Wait.. What the hell are you doing?!

Dawn: Umm anyway see you guys later! Review if I'm still alive!