"I want him back!"
I scream to make my voice heard over the rain pounding all around me. It's so dark that I can barely see the three people standing in front of me, but I know they're there. They are why I'm here, standing on this beach, this heavy black coat soaking wet. I've traveled all this way for this moment. It's finally here.
"Give him back!"
The sword is heavy in my hands. I'm not used to holding anything like this. I'm not a fighter. I never wanted this. All I wanted was to find him and go home. Move on with our lives. This mission was the last thing I expected to get thrown into. I'm not a killer.
"Please, just give him back."
The three people are ready to fight. They all have those….what did he call them…Keyblades. I don't know how to fight them. But I will. I have to. It's the only way. I can't turn around. Not after I've come this far. He's so close.
The middle one steps forward. A flash of lightning shows his face. That face. So similar. The eyes. It's him. He's the one I have to kill.
"Don't make me do this! Give him back!"
He steps closer. He's brave, not afraid of me. I can't say the same thing. "Who are you talking about?"
"Roxas!"