Okidoki… I've started a new KH fic, (don't you people DARE think I've forgoten about the other ones!!!) since a need a change of ideas once in a while. Read on to find out what's it about...

Disclaimer: If I owned any one of the Kingdom Hearts characters, do you seriously think I would be sitting here typing/daydreaming about them? I also don't own or but the people who do are my heroes!! UsE yOuR cOmMoN sEnSe PlEaSe. , . ,


"BEEP! –vibrate-vibrate- BEEP! –vibrate-vibrate- BEEP! –vibrate-vibrate-…"

At this I had finally found my cell phone in the wretched depths of my Lunch Box since my back pack was so over stuffed with useless junk like school textbooks, homework, binders and all the other crud school staff called "Necessary equipment for learning and note taking that will help us further along in life". Yeah right, -that sentence- my butt...-ocks. Anyway, if not for the caller ID that said 'Caitlin', I would have smashed the phone for only having ONE function: crudiness.

"Yes, YES?" I said into the mouth piece while (must I note) unsuccessfully trying to mute out the the "supreme" graders of my school, or pretty much any one in a higher grade than mine, and being a freshman, lets just stay it wasn't the cool, mute, peaceful bus ride through fields of cared for flowers that most nerds/geeks imagined it to be, while being beat up that is.

"Are you dead yet?" She asked. " 'Cus after being hit by this many flying binders and papers, I'm too numb/covered in too many layers of blood to feel anything. So naturally, I think I'm quite pleasantly dead." Caitlin continued.

"No. Not yet. But I do keep on seeing a bright like at the end of a loooong black tunnel…" I said in between gasps as the person sitting next to me, pushed me into the window, so she could have a 'foot fight' with her friend across the isle.

"Dam, I'm gonna petition the school board as soon as I get out of the hospital after getting of this bus. And to point out that it's only the first day of High School!! DAM!!" I heard a loud THUD on the other end of the line, and immediately wondered what could have made that sound on a presumably cramped bus such as mine. But then I thought that I would rather (hopefully) life out the remaining bus ride not knowing.

"Um, Caitlin? I got to go, I think my bus driver caught me, and yet didn't notice the 4 inch binder the caught my head 2 seconds ago. See ya." I think there was a strangled reply from my friend, but let's just say there wasn't one. They cops now have more evidence that she was killed…IF she was killed…..which for some reason went under the 'STRONGLY BELIEVED IN' category of my quite spacious mind. With this I turned off the cell, as we rounded the corner and pulled up in front of the school building-thing.

Once we got off the bus, those already accustomed to this prison-of-a-school went to 'meet' their teachers, in more truth full words-smoke, then carelessly setting the bathrooms on fire (morale: when you do something 'bad' and 'carelessly' it usually fails).

The school went through mostly the same way as most first school days do. Get to know your nice homeroom teacher, go to next classes and get to know those teachers, then go to last period of lunch and eat tofu-like tasting food, and then follow up with the last teachers and back to homeroom.

There were a few things I was happy about: first, the supreme graders weren't able to put me down NOR my friends in any of the multiple fights we got in, my teachers hadn't managed to put me down completely yet, and best of all: my lunch period was shared with my 4 friends: Caitlin, Luyi, Emily and Jenny. But school had ended and I found myself once again on the suicidal bus to be brought home.

Home. A somewhat awkward name if you're living my life. Today was different though. Today 'home' meant alone but not lonely, alone but not scared, alone but not wishing for an alternative. Sometimes, like any other teen, I get fed up even with my family and days like these when there will be no one home until Sunday night…and that was in like 6 days!!

My brother had some sort of play date with a friend of his in California, which oh-so conveniently overlapped the beginning of the school year. And since there was no way he would be allowed to stay there alone, my mom went along while my dad was away on a business meeting in the same town in California. The last few days of the summer vacation/the first few days of my personal vacation were filled with chores and organization of the house for my liking, but starting today, I had almost a week to enjoy every home-related aspect of my Kingdom Hearts obsessed life. Well, every aspect except for school, that is.

Kingdom Hearts. God dang I loved that game. And if you asked me for a reason, you would be waiting for a long, long time, my dear reader. But you see, I loved it, except I didn't have the game. I did, however, have super-high speed internet, a cell phone (don't dare ask how I use it in relation with KH), four also KH obsessed friends, and last but certainly not least, a full color printer/scanner/copier!! What else, apart from the game itself, millions of smexy posters, and the characters themselves, does a kid need?!

Ok… Moment of self introduction over.

My name is Alena by the way.

So I got home. And immediately wanted to turn around and run when I put my food over the door step. I'm not psychic or anything, but like anyone else would, I knew that someone either was here or is still here. Key fact: who ever they were, they weren't supposed to be here. I blinked and waited to hear any suspicious sound or scent, anything. But after 5 minutes of concentrating on something that was probably not even there, not to mention in a position with one foot in the air and in the house while the rest of me was still on the front porch, I decided to wave off this feeling as my usually daily paranoid thoughts.

I propped my now MUCH lighter bag on a show drawer that was standing in the corner of the hall way. No homework was given, so I grabbed my cell phone (I am too lazy to insult the piece of junk now), 3 ham and cheese sandwiches from the fridge, 2 cans of Brisk Ice Tea, and promptly descended the stair case into my chilly yet homey basement, where my dad had located our half year old computer. Heh, if I had time to enjoy myself for practically 6 days, I was sooo not gonna waste them.

I typed in one of my favorite KH websites, " …waited for the page to load….and when it did, I went straight to the KH2 cut scenes files. I wanted to see some latest game scenes. "Page not found." Stated my computer's screen.

"Oh well. Maybe the owner is dubbing some new cut scence…lets go to DevianArt and YouTube instead." I said to nothingness in particular. Yet a small thud behind me caused me to whip around and almost fall off of the swively chair I was sitting on. Spying nothing misplaced, in the already misplaced basement (first, I spend enough time in the basement to spot a dust bunny out of place, and second, misplaced is my version of homey. This should give you an idea of how my room/house looks like. xD). Nothing. I turned back to the screen. The pages of DeviantArt and YouTube had loaded successfully.

Opening up the DA page, I typed in the first KH character name to come into my head: Xigbar. While my super-high-speed-internet loaded I pulled up the YT page and typed in, Organization XII in the search bar. Orgy 13 were half the time my most favorite people to look up. And as the screen went blank from loading, I went back to DA. And gasped. "No such requests found" again? I went over to YT and gazed at the screen in awe…"There are no videos for Organization XIII"

"The heck?" I asked my self, or more like my sanity. I typed Xemnas in the search bar instead of Organization XIII. Nothing came up. A little freaked with my paranoia acting up, I pulled out my cell phone, thought my home phone was closer, and dialed the first number I could remember. It was Luyi's.

Riing….Riing….Riing…Rii-

"Hi Alena!" Said Luyi when she picked up the phone. "What's up?"

"If I said 'not much', I'd be lying." I said, my voice shaking for some reason.

"What's wrong then?"

"Are you near a computer right now? I want you to check something for me, 'cuz my paranoia is bothering me."

"Sure thing. I was about to go on anyway. So what do you want me to check?"

"Go to YouTube, and type in 'Organization XIII' please."

"Ok. It's loading, wait."

"Done?"

"Yes, but it says that none videos are found…That's weird."

"So it's that way for you too…Ditto on this end. But nothing related to the Organization XIII comes up anywhere, even on DeviantArt."

"What about KH-Vids?"

"The page loads, but if you go to the KH2 cut scene part, it says that the page is not found."

"Oh."

"I'm scared now."

"Your not the only one. How about I call Caitlin and see I she has the same problem."

"I'll cover Emily then."

"Oh, and Alena? Don't over react. I'm sure nothing is wrong."

"…"

"Bye then."

"Bye." I put the phone down. And reached for the home phone, I hadn't yet had time to transfer Emily's number into my cell. The phone suddenly rang. The caller ID stated Jenny. I picked up, since Jenny was an Orgy 13 fan too.

"Hey, Jenny"

"Hey Alena. By any chance are you on the computer right now?"

"Why, yes. Yes I am."

"Does anything related to Organization XIII load on your computer?"

"Nope."

"Same here, and I also called Emily and she said the same thing."

"I just got off the phone with Luyi who is now calling Caitlin to ask her the same thing."

"This is soo freaky, it's scary."

"Hey, you're not the one with the case of minor paranoia."

"True, but this only makes the situation seem worse."

"What are we gonna do now though?"

"I don't kn- BAM!!"

"Um…Jenny?"

"Ok. Something just crashed in my kitchen. But no one's home yet?"

"A breeze?"

"Hopefully yes. You know what I'm going to go check it out."

"Don't. Or at least sneak back in from the out side."

"Wow, you're paranoid today Alena."

"Thanks. Meanwhile I'm gonna go grab me another soda."

"Thanks for your support during my time of need Alena."

"Welcome. Byee." I hung up. A feeling in my stomach prevented me from wanted to know what had crashed in Jenny's unoccupied kitchen.

Feeling thirsty, I got up an hurriedly moved towards the exit from the basement. I was scared even if I was too proud to show it. Only did I catch my breath when I emerged from the depths of the dark basement into the sunlight lit kitchen. I sat down in a chair and put my head on my hands on the table. A least here it felt safe…er.

I could feel my eye lids slowly droop, and every blink become longer and longer. I was almost in a KH dream when a loud CRASH from below made me finally fall of my chair. Who ever was downstairs now definitely heard my crash, if I definitely heard theirs. And I DEFINITELY heard theirs. My stomach turned upside down and I gulped.

I could hear voices.

"Dang, Can't ya ever go through life with out making a mess?" Asked the first voice.

"As if. Course' he can't." said a second voice.

"HEY!!" Yelped a third voice. "It was your fault too!!"

"QUIET!" whispered the second voice harshly. "She'll hear us."

"I think she already did." Said the first voice calmly. It was true. The first 2 lines of the convo gave my brain enough info to get my but of the floor and run. And boy, are your footsteps loud when you are scared.

All I could think of was of running. I would call for help, but my cell was still in the basement, and it would have to be hell on Earth to get me down there (technically, a basement is mostly Under Ground).

Let's just say my running didn't take me far. When I started running, I had already heard footsteps on the stairs, my best hope was a few seconds of them getting open the door from my brother's latest prank, glue-the-door-to-the-frame.

Well, my hopes never last to long, and this one was no exception. I wasn't even at the front door when the basement door blasted open in a flurry of dancing flames, of course I didn't know that. I screamed. I think that made the peoples freeze in their tracks.

I made a mistake. I looked back. My mouth popped open. I stared at the people. They were: Axel and Roxas.

"Axel and Roxas?" I mumbled, confusedely. It took me a second to comprehend the 3rd fact. Where was the third voice?

I whipped around only to be staring at a yellow eye and an eye patch. It was Xigbar. He was hanging upside down, and I was freaked out. My second scream got stuck somewhere in my throat, but I had a feeling if I did scream I'd be someone's next target practice.

I felt a hand clap me on my shoulder.

"Sorry, about this." Said the owner of the hand, as his second one hit me in the back of my neck…hard.

The whole world went blank.


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