Yo people! This was a request from one of my fans, I do take requests as long as I think I can write them. So yeah, if you want me to write something just ask and I'll try! Okay on with the story!

Chapter One: Riku

Riku was lost in what seemed to be a very large and dark city. The city was empty, and seemed to be void of any kind of plant life, much like a waste land. He was alone, as far as he knew. He had called out many times but no one has answered. He got some clothes from an empty store, he slept in a mattress store, and he ate what he could find.

Riku had woken up inside a tube, literally. He was surrounded by some liquid that held him there. By chance one of the support beams in the room had broken and smashed into the glass of his tube, setting him free.

Riku couldn't remember anything about him, not one thing that could tell him anything about where he was and who he was, except his name. It had been carved into the metal under his tube. The only thing he could tell about himself was that he was looking for someone. He didn't know who it was, just that the person was important to him. It was like his mind was a computer and someone had deleted stuff.

He turned a corner in the city and came to what used to be a park. The grass and the trees had long since dried up and withered away. There was a fountain in the middle of the park, one that had, somehow, continued to work. He sat beside the fountain and stared into the murky water, examining his reflection. He could barely see himself in the dirty water. He looked down at the tattered clothing, how he looked like a hobo.

Riku didn't realize the presence behind him until the person tapped him on the shoulder and spoke.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" A young boys voice sounded out.

Riku, startled, jumped and almost fell into the fountain. A tanned hand shot out and caught him, setting him upright before he could hit the water.

"Thank you," Riku said as he straightened himself and turned around. He was greeted with shocking sunny blond hair and sky blue eyes. A wave of nostalgia hit him as he stared into them. He clutched his head as pain shot through his spinal cord and up into his brain.

"I'll ask you again. Who are you and what are you doing here?" The blond boy scowled at him.

"I… don't know… I'm looking for someone… but I cant remember who or why…" Riku winced.

"Is that so? Do you at least know your name?" The boy took a defensive stance.

"Riku, its Riku." The blond boy nodded his head, relaxed, and stretched out a hand.

"I'm Roxas. Welcome to Old New York." He waved his other hand around him and to the buildings surrounding the park. The two shook hands.

"What happened here?" Roxas smirked.

"In 2092 there was a nuclear war with the other countries. The bombs destroyed major cities and towns. The US government, along with the other governments of the world, was destroyed along with everything else. So in other words, this is what the world looks like. Millions were killed in the war so must people who survived live where they can. You're a real lucky man, Riku," Roxas clapped him on the shoulder.

"How so?"

"Your lucky it was me who found you and not the heartless."

"Who are they?" Roxas laughed.

"Have you been sleeping for the past 400 years?"

"I don't know, probably. I only woke up 2 days ago in a strange lab. I was in this tube thing made out of glass. It had my name, or I assume my name, carved on the outside. I tried to wake up the others but they wouldn't, so I think they were… dead…" Riku looked down at his feet.

"That sucks man… But anyways, we cant stay here for very much longer. I'm surprised you haven't run across anyone yet. Lets go!" Roxas took off in a random direction and yelled, "C'mon! Follow me!" Riku ran after him.