Rain fell heavily in the dark city. A lone figure walked through the streets, the hood of their long black coat pulled up and hiding their face. By the built and height of the figure, anyone who saw them would recognize them as a woman. She walked steadily, her boots making a soft splash sound on the wet stone ground.

She stopped in front of a tall skyscraper that glowed with gold and blue lights and was suddenly surrounded by heartless. A small smirk could be seen under the woman's hood as she held out a hand to her side and called forth her keyblade, Way to the Night, and swung it in front of her. The heartless, a horde of Neoshadows, seemed reluctant at first to attack, but then one lunged forward and the rest followed. She swung her sliver, gray and black keyblade at the heartless, moving through the shadows as if in a dance, the heartless exploding into dust all around her. They came at her at all sides but all met their end at the end of her blade. She kicked at one that got too close and swung her sword at it as it lunged back at her. She jumped high, the heartless following, and she took her fight to the sky, going against gravity as she swung her blade around her, taking out her enemy.

She landed back onto the ground, only to jump back up and flip over the large mass of heartless onto the top of the stairway of the skyscraper. She looked behind her back towards the heartless and saw in that split second, their group seemed to grow in size. She then sensed a familiar presence and looked up, throwing back her hood as she did, the rain pelting onto her face and soaking her already damp, short medium brown hair. Her golden hazel eyes focused on another figure high up on the top of the skyscraper.

From the top of the skyscraper, a young man with silver hair that went down to his shoulder blades, his eyes covered with a blindfold, looked down at where she stood, a small smile turning the corners of his mouth.

The girl crouched low and jumped high just as the heartless lunged at the spot she had been moments before. Holding her keyblade at her side, looking up at the silver haired man, her feet touched the side of the building and she started running up, cutting down heartless as they jumped in front of her, as if she was running across level ground.

The man jumped from his perch, his keyblade, Way to the Dawn, appearing in his hand. Both wielders' Keyblades were identical, only his was dark blue where hers was black and dark red where it was silver, the wing at the tip light blue when hers was gray. He flew down the side of the building and she threw her blade to him. He caught it and held both blades as he flew down past her. She thrust off the side of the building, flipping backwards and dove after him. Both landed on the ground one after the other, flipping to land on their feet. As he ran forward to take out the heartless, swinging both blades, she threw a hand up over her head, an orb of light appearing in her hand. She threw it at the heartless and the light spread over the enemy, disintegrating them into nothing.

The man lowered both swords and turned his head to face her. She could feel his eyes staring into hers from behind the blindfold.

"Riku..."

Angel woke up with a start, almost expecting to see herself standing underneath that skyscraper, soaked from the rain. But instead she found herself in one of the beds that took up the loft of her friend's house. She could see both Sarah and Oz still sleeping, Oz actually snoring so loud, it was a wonder that she hadn't woken up before. Probably because that dream was so intense... I don't think I would have woken up even if a bomb went off in the backyard. She glanced at the digital clock and groaned when she saw that it was only a quarter 'til eight in the morning. "Damn it…" she grumbled as she threw the blankets back and, grabbing her overnight bag, started walking downstairs, cursing as one of Sarah's cats streaked by under her foot.

She went into the bathroom and splashed water on her face before getting out of her sleep clothes and getting into the shower. She moaned as the cold water ran over her short cut medium brown hair, that had long bangs in the front and layers cut into the back, and over her petite body, closing her eyes. She found herself thinking about that dream: it felt so real and the man, Riku… it was like she knew him. "Stupid," she muttered, shutting off the water. "It was just a dream… a very real, freakish, should-go-to-therapy kind of dream, but a dream." She stepped out of the shower and dried off quickly before dressing into a pair of flared legged blue jeans with a black leather belt with metal studs and a white spaghetti strap top. She headed back upstairs as she towel-dried her hair.

"Wakey-wakey," Angel said, poking Sarah on the foot. Her friend groaned and rolled over. "Hey, Sarah, wake up! I'm hungry!"

"Go make your own damn breakfast…" Sarah grumbled, her brown boyishly short hair tousled from sleep.

"You really want me in your kitchen?" Angel asked innocently.

Sarah groaned and sat up, throwing the pillow at her. "Damn you…" she growled.

"Good work, Angel," Oz said, sitting up, shirtless and his black hair more tousled than Sarah's. "Now she's gonna make breakfast."

Angel rolled her eyes and picked up Oz's shirt from the floor. She threw it at him and said, "Put your shirt on." She then saw another article of his clothing on the floor and groaned, "And your pants…"

"Ugh," Sarah groaned, "now I have to disinfect my bed…"

Angel and Oz laughed and Angel threw her bag onto her bed. Oz stretched his arms over his head and then looked at the clock. His eyes widened and Angel found another pillow thrown at her. "What the hell, Ang? It's eight in the morning!"

"Sorry, I woke up like fifteen minutes ago," Angel said, running a hand through her damp hair. "Couldn't fall back asleep, so I got up and dress, and then I got hungry."

"Why did you wake up?" Sarah asked. "Usually we're dragging you out of bed."

Angel shrugged and said, "Weird dream… woke me up and I couldn't fall back asleep."

"Oh, really?" Sarah asked, looking remotely interested. "What was it about?"

Angel frowned and thought back on the dream. One word passed her lips: "Riku…"

"Huh?" both of her friends said.

"Riku… that was the name of the guy in my dream…"

"You had a dream about a guy?" Oz asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Was he cute?" Sarah asked.

"I… I don't know… I guess… but the strange thing was, I felt…" Angel wracked through her brain, trying to find the right words. "…I felt like I knew him… that we had something between us… I don't know, like I said, it was weird. And the creatures we fought… heartless… and the weapons we used… Keyblades… and our weapons were identical, except for the colors… mine was silver, gray and black and his was dark red, dark blue and sky blue. But we were fighting the heartless and I actually felt myself fighting. It was so real that I woke up after we took them out… oh yeah! Another thing: he was blindfolded…"

"Blindfolded?"

"Yeah, but I could feel his eyes on mine… strange, huh?"

"Definitely," Sarah said, "as in you shouldn't tell anyone else because they'll think you're nuts…"

"Not that we don't already… OW!" Oz yelled as Angel threw her sneaker at him.

"Thanks Oz, now put your damn clothes on!" Angel said, standing up. "I'm going downstairs." And with that, she walked down the steps and into the living room. As soon as she walked into the room, however, she was bombarded by a vision:

A girl, who looked identical to Angel, only with sand colored hair and topaz eyes, was sitting in an all white room, drawing in a book. She looked up as the doors swung open and watched as a young man rushed in and skidded to a stop at the sight of her. She could feel his eyes on her through the blindfold he wore, and his long silver hair stood out with the long black leather coat he wore. In his hand was his Keyblade Way to the Dawn and his grip on it tightened as he spoke: "Angel?"

The girl smiled sadly and suddenly a clear-petaled flower appeared at Riku's feet so he was standing at the center. Riku's Keyblade disappeared as the petals folded closed, forming a pod and locking him inside. He looked up and saw the girl looking up at him as the pod rose up on a short pedestal that grew up from the white floor. He pressed a hand against the side of his prison, slightly surprised that it was as smooth and solid as glass.

The girl placed her hand on the other side of Riku's and smiled. "Sleep now," he heard her say. "You will see her soon."

Riku frowned for a moment before he felt his eyes droop behind his blindfold and he was falling...

Angel gasped for air as she pulled out of the vision. What the hell... she thought wildly. That's when she knew: these were not dreams… they were definitely something.

"So what are we doing today?" Oz asked, looking at Sarah.

"I dunno, and why are you looking at me?" Sarah grumbled, shooting Oz a look.

Oz shrugged and said, "Because Angel's in la-la land, that's why… thinking of her dream boyfriend… OW! Damn it, Angel that's the second time today!"

"Then shut it…" Angel mumbled, tossing another rock up and down in her palm.

"Come on, girl, what's eating at you?" Sarah asked. "Is that dream bugging you that bad?"

"It's not a dream… I'm sure of it now…" Angel said softly. From the corner of her eye she saw Sarah and Oz glance at each other and she sighed. "Look… I don't want to talk about it, alright? There're things that I need to figure out on my own."

Sarah nodded, her brown hair flopping over her eyes. "Sure," she said.

Angel smiled as she and her friends continued to walk down the street. They came up to the park and an unspoken decision went between them as they turned off the street and into the park. Angel grinned slightly as Oz ran to the swing set, Sarah yelling that he was such a child. Her smile faded when she noticed the sky: dark clouds were forming and they caused the hair on the back of her neck to stand on end.

"Aww, come ON!" Oz yelled when he saw the fast approaching clouds. "It wasn't supposed to rain today…"

"Guy, run!" Angel said quickly as something inside of her screamed danger.

"Huh?"

Angel spun around to look at Oz, ready to scream at him, to tell him to run, but the words became caught in her throat when she saw a black creature rise up from the shadows in the ground. Oh, nononononono! Angel screamed inside of her head. "OZ! SARAH!" she screamed, "RUN!"

Oz spun around and let out a yell as the heartless jumped at him. Angel scream and, seeing a stick on the ground, she picked it up and ran towards her friends. She heard Sarah scream in pain and Oz yelling. She ran to a heartless and swung the stick…

…as it turned into the Keyblade, Way to the Night, and sliced the heartless in half. She cut down the ones that were attacking her friends. The heartless swarmed around her and, just like in her dream, she moved through them, slicing through three at a time as she swung her blade. Once the last was killed, she turned and felt her stomach jump into her mouth when she saw Sarah and Oz lying on the ground, not moving. Pain turned to rage and she spun around to see the dark cloud had taken over the sky. More heartless rose from the ground, this time Neoshadows, and Angel readied her stance. "This is for you guys…" she whispered softly, before lunging forward, a scream ripping out of her throat. Angel didn't know how long she fought, but she soon found herself falling… falling into darkness…