(A/N): I'm in the middle of rewriting. It has to be done.

There are concepts I don't understand. I barely feel and know even less. I was born without memories so learning was kinda hard for me.

I'm always meeting Axel after mission to get ice cream in Twilight Town and watch the sunset. It was different when he left for Castle Oblivion. It wasn't the same. It was weird, I felt SOMETHING but is it even possible?

I decided to go to other worlds for the 'thing' again. But it was still awkward. It was either too bright or too gloomy. But I also ended up in a world where it was night and all of the stars were out for me to see. I might start sitting on top of a large old house. But I have to be careful not to get spotted by the person who lives here.

Night 1

It was a beautiful night, and nobody was there to ruin the peace. The owner was fairly quiet when he arrived but he seemed to have hurt himself. Again he did not notice me but instead limped inside his house I, again `felt` the urge to help him, but I crushed the urge in the name off maintaining secrecy, and secrecy is very important in the Organization. I continued eating my ice cream watching the moon.

But a certain someone got in the way of the moon.

And landed on my head.

I was once told by Xigbar and Saïx that I am very quick to anger and fight. I always wondered of it was because I was like that when I had a heart.

But the real issue is getting this guy off of me.

I grabbed the man's leg and threw it off me and onto the concrete below. When I looked down to see he was gone.

"Now that wasn't very nice."

He startled me, make me jump and fall to the ground unlike the man I pushed off of me.

The blue clothed man laughed at my misfortune. For the short time that I had seen him he really seemed to rile me up.

"Care to tell me your class Servant?" He said to me.

Servant. The word irritated me more than anything he had ever said or done that night. Allowing a bit of darkness leak into my voice I growled. "I am nobody's Servant and nobody will be my master. I'm nobody so go away, find someone else to bother."

"How rude! I just didn't see you, I don't really have nothing against you." He huffed jumping off the roof, and silently opened the door. "You better run then little boy. After I'm done with this guy." He turned to me his burning red eyes trying to pierce my nonexistent heart. "You are next. I always wanted to see what it's like fighting an unknown like you."

He closed the door as he went inside, his steps never making a sound and with the peaceful night ruined, I sighed angrily chomping away the last bits of ice cream before leaving it in the bag I carry for empty sticks.

Based on what he said, he might have a mission for another group or a boss that he's working for. He already ruined my post-mission thing, might as well see what he's up to. After all I could do a bit more to benefit the Organization. At least that's what Zexion would say.

Clashing metal met my ears and eyes. The owner of the house was fighting the blue man with a pipe? I didn't put much thought into it, because I was looking at 'Blue's choice of weaponry. A bloody spear. It might've meant that the owner was stabbed and tried running away. 'Blue' tried chasing him but got interrupted by his landing on me.

That sounds about right.

When 'Blue' pushed the owner out of the room, I got in his way, intending to prevent the owner's death.

If he died, where would I have ice cream?

I summoned the Keyblade...

Except it wasn't the Keyblade, it was a Broadsword, a silver blade and a golden hilt with a crown imprint in the center. Of course it still had it's Keychain at the end of it except it was an actual key rather than the oversized key that I'm used to.

That's an interesting blade you have. Is it a projection, Magus?" He said seemingly excited.

"Maybe, but why are you doing this?" I asked, hoping he would give an answer.

It was a foolish hope, for it to be a good answer.

"He's seen too much, and I won't let you get in my way!" He said charging toward me. He moved at a faster pace but it wasn't fast enough to catch me off guard. I blocked his strikes, but for every one that I blocked he went even faster.

I was losing ground, and being backed into a warehouse? The owner from before had seemingly healed and grabbed another pole. This one seemed sturdier than the one before and it looked like he was forming some sort of magic circle. I had to hand it to him he was smarter than he looked.

'Blue' suddenly grew a frown on his face slowing his movements. He then grew a bit desperate and jumped toward the Owner. Owner's move's were based on instinct more than anything. His new pipe was again being bent before it exploded, the shrapnel embedded it self into his skin. Me and 'Blue' were fine, and the circle grew brighter as the owner crawled away from 'Blue'.

"Sorry kid this wouldn'ta happened if you stayed DEAD!"

The spear was swung downwards and in a last ditch effort I threw the {Key?}blade towards him hoping to strike his leg. And it did the spear never hit it's target. This was because of the blonde that interfered. Her Golden hair glowed in the dim room. Moonlight shined down on her making her image angelic and I was too busy charging the still stunned 'Blue'.

Honestly I should figure out their names before I turn into Xigbar.

Unfortunately 'Blue' jumped back and landed outside.

"I am the servant Saber, I have come in response to your summons. And so I ask of you, are you my Master?"

The owner winced clutching his left hand...

"The contract has been formed. My sword will be at yo-"

"I don't mean to impose but could you not go off into your theatrics right now?" he yelled going for a thrust of his blade.

While Saber was making her pledge of loyalty, the boy in black and the spearman were off in their own world, fighting. The blue spearman was moving faster than ever before. While the boy... He's fighting to protect me.

"You're quite lucky kid, you're probably the first non-servant I've had to use this move on." He smiled, eyes dilating into slits. "Gaé..."

The spear grew into a darker shade of red. 'Saber' charged in ready to defend him. "Bolg!"

I rushed, as well as Saber, toward him intending to stop whatever move he was planning to use. But once again I was too late. The spear was thrown from his hand and passed through Saber never actually injuring her but instead was going in the direction of my unforeseen protector piercing him straight in the heart. It struck clearly going halfway through his body, but no blood was spilled. The spear simply protruded from his chest as he continued his charge. Saber had managed to get his arm after he threw the spear, but did nothing else except stare at my chest, just like the unarmed 'Blue'.

He landed a clean cut on the chest jolting him from his shock, he faded away into motes of light, taking his spear with him.

With my work done I decided to check on the two actors and was met with gazes of wonder.

"Who are you?" Asked the owner.

"I'm what's left or..." I repeated the words that echoed in my memory. "Maybe I'm all there ever was."

I opened a Corridor ready to RTC. "He meant your name." Saber raised her blade against my back

I contemplated her words figuring that maybe, just maybe, they deserved my name.

"Roxas." And I walked in pulling the hood over my head.

Saïx was going to be extremely upset.

(Edited 02.27.18)