The Great World War was a time when magic was completely erased from the worlds and the worlds were put into their own separate places among the stars, separated by invisible, strong barriers.

Thirteen magic card users came from those worlds. They, along with the cards and magic that were used, were locked away to never be seen. Taken from their worlds and loved ones and completely and utterly erased from their home worlds, never to be seen again.

The people and loved ones from their home worlds never noticed that they were gone. They didn't even remember the missing persons in their lives. All evidence was erased from the world, their memories, and their past, present, and future.

They were sealed into thirteen different cards and were to be protected by a fourteenth card. They were then sealed together by a protective bind and set in the center of a large cave, in the middle of all worlds. The cards would never see the light of day for three thousand years.

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He was running down the road, his red hair bouncing up and down, every now and then hitting him in the face. He was panting and trying to catch his breath, but he couldn't, nor would he, stop running. He had to get to his school before his professor shut the door and wouldn't let him in until the end of the class.

He didn't stop to look at the small river on the other side of the fence like he usually did. He didn't have time. He also didn't stop to stare at the small glowing, sealed off cave near the bend of the river.

Why wouldn't he stop?

He had been late too many times for his teacher to care. The only thing that made him wonder about his professor is that he should have been removed from the class a long time ago, so he had no idea why his professor didn't remove him from the class. Either way it went, he was grateful.

"ALRIGHT! BLOW 'ER UP!" A gruff voice shouted into a small hand-held radio. The red head stopped his running and watched as the small blocked off cave was set up for explosion.

The redhead took in a sharp, small breath as he dropped his bag and held onto his upper right arm where his birth mark was. His eyes widened as he saw the cave explode. The explosion sending shards of rocks in every which way.

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"IGNIS!" A fierce, but smooth and small voice shouted as a card appeared before him. The card wasn't a small, normal sized card, it was the size of the small blond's body.

The blond was bent in half, one arm extended and straight while the other was holding his elbow. One of his knees was was slightly bent while his other leg was perfectly straight. He was panting as he watched a giant fire ball destroy a giant rock that he had created earlier. His ice-blue eyes were narrowed slightly.

The card disappeared as he felt a small bead of sweat roll down the side of his face.

He gasped and turned around swiftly, ready to attack if need be, as he heard somebody clapping.

"Way to go! You've gotten better with your fire-based magics, Guardian!" A small girl with blond hair said while clapping and smiling at the older looking blond.

The blond Guardian landed on the paper that the small blond girl created for him. He smiled and said; "Thanks, Number Thirteen. What are you doing up so late?"

The girl giggled and bowed her head. "Why so formal, Guardian? I've told you to call me Naminé, remember? I'm up so late because I have a bad feeling that something is about to happen to release us from this prison."

The small blond's eyes widened slightly but he nodded none the less. "Alright Naminé. I need you to go back to your card and don't leave. No matter what happens. If the binding spell is broken, then I need you to stay in your card until you're activated. Alright?"

Naminé nodded and quickly ran off to the northern direction.

The small blond sighed and cursed under his breath before jumping off of the paper and jumping from small floating object to another, making sure that the others were in their correct places.

If something was going to go wrong, he was going to use all of his powers to keep everybody within the seal.

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The redhead ran to the fence and jumped it. Not knowing what he was doing as he ran at top speed through the dust and debris that was left from the explosion.

"HEY! Kid! What are you doing?" The person holding the detonator yelled as people started to chase after him.

"Somebody get him out before the second bomb goes off!" Another person in a hard hat yelled.

He didn't listen, he just continued to run.

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The Guardian was floating in front of a large, delicate, and intricate looking design. "The seal..." He whispered before summoning two giant keys, both identical and opposite to each other.

He twirled one of the keys in his hands before slicing them against each other and aiming towards the seal. He watched as a thick beam of light came from both of the keys and shot right through the center.

The seal glowed a bright blue before cracking slightly. The small blond haired boy was then sucked into the seal.

His eyes closed as he saw the face of the person that was to release them from their prison.

'It cannot be... Can it?'

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"KID! Get out of here!" A tall man shouted as he ran after the tall redhead.

The redhead looked over his shoulder and then looked forward and started to run faster.

'Get it! Hurry! Get it!'Some unknown person whispered, and yelled, in his head over lapping its own voice several times. The only time that the voice seemed to stop yelling was when he was about to die from lack of proper oxygen.

'THERE! STOP!' The voice shouted loud enough for the redhead to stop running and cover his ears.

"AH! Okay! Okay!" The redhead hissed and looked around as the voice continued to yell the same thing over and over and over again, sometimes over lapping each other and producing a jumbled mess of noises.

The redhead gasped as he saw a book. Not a large book (it wasn't a small book either) and it had a simple, brown, hard cover with a lock in the middle. The lock didn't have a strap leading from the back cover to the front, it was just a simple silverish lock in the middle of the front cover.

He went over to the book and ran his fingers over it gingerly, scared that it would either blow away with the dust or blow up on him.

Maybe he was scared that the book would come to life and either beat him or eat him, maybe both.

His head snapped up as he heard footsteps coming towards him. Without thinking, he snatched the book up, shoved it into his school bag, and ran towards the secret exit near the back.

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He was at his house, having missed his class for the third time that week, sitting at his desk with the book in front of him. He was just staring at it, debating if he should open it or not. He was trying to figure out if he should just go and sell it to the pawn shop, he did need money for rent and such. His current job wasn't paying enough, and, even though his parents offered help, he refused to take the help that was offered.

He sighed softly and decided that he would keep it. If all else fails, when he was kicked out onto the cold streets, he had something to burn, right?

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Three days had passed since the redhead found, or stole, the book at the explosion site; sadly, his older brother found out about him running into an explosion and missing that day of school.

"DAMN IT! What's wrong with you! I'm not so much as mad at you for skipping classes but for trying to fuckin' kill yourself you moron!" An older looking redhead yelled.

The older redhead had on a black and white business suit, his hair was pulled back and he had goggles on his head to keep a few pieces of his red hair from covering his eyes, while the rest of his hair was tied back in a pony-tail.

The younger of the two sighed and rubbed his eyes as he tried to get rid of the oncoming headache that the older redhead was giving him. "Reno, you idiot, the bomb had already gone off when I ran through. Besides, you used to do the same shit, sometimes worse than what I've done. So you really can't get mad at me. Okay?"

The one named Reno groaned and flicked the younger redhead in the forehead. "Yeah, yeah, moron. Just don't do it again, you hear me? If I get another call like that and I have to fly down here I'm going to drag your gay ass back home with me to Midgar and let Shinra deal with your ass. Understand, younger brother?"

The younger sighed but nodded none the less.

A few hours later and the younger redhead saw his older brother leaving his apartment and him going to his last class for the day.

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The redhead stumbled back into his room and dropped his bag and books onto the floor. He hated his last class, he never did good in science. His weary green eyes looked around the room before they fell onto the book.

He yawned and walked over to the book. "I wonder what the book's about." He said as he popped the lock open and opened the book slowly.

He looked at the front cover and didn't see anything. He tried to flip through the pages but was blinded by a bright flashing light.

The last thing that he remembered before he fell asleep was a pair of blue eyes staring at him.

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The redhead groaned and rolled over on his bed. 'Wait... Bed?'The redhead sat up and noticed that something was wrong.

He looked around his room and found three cards sitting in the middle of his room and a small blond haired boy laying near them with elegant robes around his body.

"What... The hell?" the redhead shouted as he scooted backwards.

The blond groaned and rolled over before sitting up and rubbing his forehead.

"Wha... What happened?" The blond asked and looked around. "Who the heck are you!"

"I was going to ask you the same damn thing! Why the fuck are you in my apartment!" The redhead shouted at the blond on the floor.

"You shouldn't say those kinds of words, redhead!" The blond yelled back, getting up onto his knees.

"Don't tell me what I should and shouldn't say! Who the hell are you?"

"My name is Roxas Shizinue, Guardian of the Book and Keeper of the Cards! Who are you!" The blond growled out, blue eyes flaring. The blond sat up straighter and looked at Axel through silted eyes.

"Roxas." The redhead said, liking the way the name rolled off of his tongue. "I'm Axel Bau, last year in my culinary college. Why are you here?"

"Well, Axel, you opened my book, though how is a great question." The blond said, mumbling the last part and standing up and walking over to the book. "And, from the looks of it, you let the cards out. All but three of them! You MORON! Didn't you read the back?" Roxas said, yelling his last words.

Axel blinked a few times slowly before he got up and looked at the back of the book and read the little instructions that were on the back.

"Sorry. I thought that the back was blank just the same as the front." Axel offered the excuse before pulling at his hair slightly. "AH! What the hell am I saying? I'm fuckin dreaming! YES! That's it! Haha! I'm dreaming still!" He said as he walked out mumbling something about having coffee to wake him up fully.

Roxas growled, picked up the three remaining cards and looked at them. "Naminé, fire, and the chakrams... He really is... No, he's a moron. He cannot be your ancestor." Roxas hissed to himself and followed the one named Axel to the place that he would get his coffee.

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Axel was sitting at his table, staring at Roxas. He was laughing slightly and trying to go back to sleep.

Roxas, on the other hand, was glaring at Axel as he slid the three cards at Axel. "IF you are the one who was meant to control the cards and weed out the evil roots of the book, then you need your weapons. The chakrams are two circular weapons that have spikes all around it. Not many people could wield these weapons and lived to tell about it back in my world.

"The fire card was left from the fire in your heart, the passion in your eyes, or something like that. So, along with chakrams, you will wield the power of fire." Roxas explained in a soft voice, slightly dripping with acid.

Axel picked up one of the cards that Roxas pushed towards him and looked at a small girl holding a paint brush and standing on a white piece of paper. Her eyes were closed and her hair was perfectly in place. He tried to read the name on the back but soon found he couldn't tell what the symbols meant.

Axel showed Roxas the card and asked; "What am I to do with this one?"

"That's Naminé. She never strays far from the book or myself. If I had to guess, you'll be able to summon her whenever you want too. Though I am just guessing, Axel. Try to summon her and ask her for yourself. While you are at it, try asking her if you are the one meant to protect the book on the outside world."

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Axel was looking between the card named Naminé and the semi-large circle that Roxas drew a few minutes ago on his bedroom floor.

"So, what do I do now?" Axel asked Roxas, still looking at the card.

"How am I supposed to know? I've never had to summon the cards before. From what I would guess is that you have to concentrate on the card that you want. In this case it would be Naminé. I do know, however, after you've summoned one card you won't have to draw the circle anymore. The circle will just appear when you want to summon something.

"However, do remember that the cards that you're fighting can and will interrupt your summoning. So, stay on guard and, when you find the card, put up a barrier to prevent that from happening. Summoning a card is your major weak point in a battle." Roxas explained as he looked at the circle one final time, making sure that he had everything in the right place.

"Right. So, I'll be fighting giant cards?" Axel asked. To him it was the most simplest question, and logical. To Roxas, it just proved that the redhead was a complete moron.

Roxas twitched slightly. "By greats Mufasa, Sarabi, Simba, and Nala..." Roxas mumbled, rubbing his forehead. "NO! You're not going to be fighting giant cards. Unless you have to fight Luxord. May the Pride be with you if you do have to fight that insane, gambling man. Anyways. Step into the middle of the circle." Roxas said as he jumped up onto the redheads bed and said down cross legged.

Axel, doing as the blond told him to, stepped into the middle of the circle and waited for more instructions.

"Now, just concentrate on summoning the Naminé card, imagine her actually here with you, in front of you, within arms length. Once you have that, release her energy, using some of yours, and grab onto her."

"Wait. I've got to touch her?" Axel asked as he turned slightly to look at the blond on his bed.

"In order to bring her out of the card, yes." Roxas replied easily.

"Right." Axel said turning his back to the blond.

Axel closed his eyes and did as Roxas told him to do. He concentrated on the Naminé card, using some of his energy to bring her out. He felt weightless, like he could fly, and, as he opened his eyes slowly, he saw the card that he had seen earlier, only life size.

"The Naminé card..." Axel whispered breathlessly. He walked up to the card and touched it.

The card, at the redheads touch, started to ripple and melt away. The card was also really cold, burning the redhead slightly.

The redhead opened his mouth slightly, as if to say something, and reached into the card and grabbed onto something slightly warm and soft.

Axel closed his mouth and used both hands to pull out the object, maybe Naminé, from the card itself.

With a small grunt, Naminé appeared in the room, in Axel's arms, half asleep.

"You did it. Holy shit." Roxas whispered as he looked at the redhead and the small blond in the redheads arms.

Axel turned to look at the small blond on his bed and smirked. "You shouldn't say those kinds of words, blond." He snorted and looked down at the blond girl in his arms. Axel couldn't help but think that she was beautiful. Her face was flawless and soft, holding the right amount of emotions.

Roxas blinked a few times as he watched the scene before him, slightly agitated at the redhead for using his words against him.

"Guardian...?" The soft voice brought Roxas out of his trance and he looked at Naminé with a small smile.

"Naminé." Roxas said as he got up to look at the other blond.

Axel set the girl onto his bed and leaned against the wall.

Naminé, not liking the bed, tried to stand up. "Where are we? Who is he?"

"We're in the outside world—" Roxas began but was interrupted by Axel.

"You're in Twilight Town, in the Disney Castle Apartment Complex."

"Outside world. That is the moron named Axel." Roxas finished with a sigh.

"A-X-E-L. Axel. Got it memorized?" Axel said as he tapped his temple lightly.

Naminé blinked, but paid no attention to Axel. "He… opened the book?"

Roxas nodded. "Let all but three of the cards out. Fire, chakrams, and you."

"Guardian! He's the one that was supposed to let us ou… Why didn't he read the back?" Naminé asked, directing her gaze slightly to Axel.

"What the hell? I don't ever read the back of a book! Besides, the cover was blank so I thought that the back would be blank too!" Axel said throwing his arms up.

Naminé's mouth formed a slight 'O' shape as she nodded slightly. "Does he know how to fight, Guardian?"

"It's Roxas, Naminé, but I don't know. I highly doubt that he's the one who's supposed to protect the book on the outside world." Roxas answered Naminé.

Naminé nodded her head and sighed. "We'll just have to convince you, right?" She laughed slightly and softly.

"HELLO! I AM in the room! Am I invisible?" The redhead said as he waved his arms around like a small child would.

The two blonds, however, ignored him and his waving arms. "Maybe so. He'll have to fight me and win." Roxas said with a slight smirk.

"Alright Guardian! He'll win! Just let me give him a slight training session, please?"

"Alright. You train him and then we fight."

Axel blinked slowly. "Don't I have a say so in this shit? I mean, come on! It's a fight against me and a small kid! Come on people!"

Roxas turned and glared at Axel, making said redhead flinch and shrink slightly, "A KID? For your information, I am OLDER THAN YOU!"

Naminé was watching this with a knowing smile.

"Just how old are you?" Axel asked, not believing his ears.

"Three thousand and one years old." Roxas answered smoothly without a blink or hesitation. "How old are you?"

Axel choked and stared at Roxas with eyes. "You're 3,001 years old?"

Naminé nodded. "I'm two years younger than him, Axel."

Axel shook his head and walked out of his room. "Immature fucking kids. I'M CALLING YOUR PARENTS!"

Roxas blinked slowly. "Call them? They're not in Twilight town! I don't have parents either!"

"My parents are dead, but they wouldn't remember me. And they would be in the old world China, when the world was just starting off."

Axel twitched and picked up the phone and grabbed the phone book. "Naminé, I'm calling your parents first. What's your last name?"

"I am Naminé Snow."

Axel nodded and dialed a number in his phone and waited for an answer.

"What is that thing by his ear?" Roxas asked.

Naminé shrugged and continued to watch Axel.

"Hello?"A male voice answered the phone on the fifth ring.

"Ah, yes. Is a Mr. or Mrs. Snow in the house?" Axel asked politely.

"This is Mr. Snow."

"I am calling to inform you that your daughter, Naminé Snow, is here at my house. My name is Axel Bau and I live—" Axel stared to give out his address but was interrupted by the laugher of the man on the other end.

"Is this some kind of sick joke? My only daughter died three years ago and was not named Naminé. Her name was Kairi. Don't ever call back again you sick fuck!" The man on the other end yelled before hanging up.

Axel blinked slowly before dialing another number.

"Hello?"A female voice answered the phone on the second ring.

"Yes. My name is Axel, is a Mr. or a Mrs. Shizinue there?" Axel asked slowly.

"No. I'm sorry. The Shizinue's moved out almost three to four years ago."

"No need to be sorry. Sorry to bother you. Good-bye." Axel said as he heard the other line go dead.

Roxas rolled his eyes and held up his arm, aiming for Axel's phone. "Hou." Roxas said calmly as a small fire ball came shooting from his hand, destroying the phone.

Axel dropped the phone's remains in disbelief.

"Believe us now?" Naminé asked softly as she looked out the window.

"You two really are..." Axel trailed off as his head hit the floor.

Roxas laughed slightly, lowering his arm. "I wonder why he didn't believe us. I mean, he pulled you out of a card, right?"

Naminé nodded as she walked around the house, making sure not to touch anything. "How long will he be out?"

Roxas shrugged as he followed Naminé around the redheads house. "No clue."

Axel was left on the floor with his phone remains a little bit away from him.

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Okay. So, just some notes; first, Roxas' religion in this fic is made up, obviously. It doesn't have a name, so I'm just gunna go with "Pride." XD THAT'S based off of the Lion King, I hope it was easy to notice. Second, I got the battle system from Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories and KH: RE: CoM and also Card Captors.

Actually, the inspiration behind this fic is Card Captors. I was watching some videos on youtube earlier last year (I know. I'm late.) and one of the videos was of Card Captors. So I started watching the show again and I was thinking; "Hmm... What if Roxas and Axel were like this?" Then I decided to do a fic like it. Lol ANYWAYS! Back to the notes. Fourth, I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING ABOUT CARD CAPTORS, THE KINGDOM HEARTS SERIES, OR THE LION KING! NOTE WHAT RIKU'S LAST NAME IS AND WHAT THE COMPANY NAME IS!

-clears throat- That is all. You may leave/continue on. -walks off-

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