What you are seeing is something strange, something you have never really seen before. It is you as a young girl. You short blonde hair is in the same style that you wear it in today but something is different. Walking along side you are two older people, a man and a woman who seem to be your parents. The same parents who died nine years ago. Time passes in the dream, and now the girl is all alone surrounded by a few people dressed in pure black standing around a grave. Children stand outside the gates pointing at you and giggling at some joke that they share. The memories are painful and you want them to go away but you cannot seem to control your dream. As you watch more years pass, the girl becomes a teen and finally a young adult yet two things remain the same. The hairstyle and the way that the other children treat her.
A cry escapes from your lips as you sit up in the bed you are lying on before the next memory can come. The most recent one, the one that you never want to think about. As you gaze blindly about the room unable to see through the dark you hear the door open and soft footsteps.
"Who's there?" You ask as you feel the bed sink beneath the added weight. The person cups your face in his hands and lifts it.
"My name is of no importance little one."
"Why is it so dark?"
"You are surrounded by darkness. It will go away if you accept it, and the fact that you will always be alone."
"I'm not alone!"
"You are. You have no friends."
"I have plenty of friends!" You protest, becoming scared that this stranger knows so much about you.
"Yes. Friends. Is that what you call those people who always torment you?" You remain silent; there is no way to try to deny the truth even though you want to. "So, it is true. Admitting it is so much easier isn't it Maura?"
"What do you want?"
"Nothing really. I just want you to accept the fact that you have no friends."
"Why should I? And what good will that do?"
"You should so I can introduce you to someone who will always remain your friend, not matter what he will always be there for you."
"And who is this friend?"
"The darkness."
"Okay… What the hell are you?"
"My name is Axel, and I am what some people call a nobody."
"A what?"
"A nobody. A thing created when a perfectly good human is turned into a creature called a heartless. That creates a shadow form of the person who becomes their nobody. Nobodies are creatures of the dark. Of course there are times when that human is not brought back to the light. You are one of those people, which is why I know that you have no friends. If you had friends I would just be talking to your nobody right now, not to you."
"What… what are you saying? I am some evil person who was taken over by heartless?"
"Maybe you weren't evil before, yet now you could call yourself that. If you do not try to go back to the light or just let go and accept the dark."
"How do I do that."
"Which thing?"
"Accept the dark…"
"Close your eyes and relax. That is all you need to do." You close your eyes, soothed by his voice and fall asleep crying slightly in pain that seems to shoot through your body.