Memory 1: Roxas

He blinked, opening his eyes steadily. He looked up from his place on the ground and faintly recognized dark clouds rolling overhead in the night. The tops of large buildings rose to frame the view in an eerie, deserted kind of way. Silence was all around. Deep and foreboding. It seemed to him that no one was in this town. He sat up slowly, shaking his head with a hand over his eyes.

"What...is this place?" He wondered aloud, now taking in the view around him.

Alleys spread out from every space between the large looming buildings. Streetlights lit the way here and there, but that was probably the only decent lighting there was.

A crash came from the shadows, startling the boy who rose quickly to his feet. Empty boxed tumbled from an passage to his left, followed by something that looked like a shadow itself. Only it was moving. And it was coming right at him!

He wasn't sure why, but the thing gave him an uneasy feeling. Something in his stomach said he and the thing didn't get along...

Then suddenly in brief waves of light, as in reply to his feelings, he found two weapons come to his hands. He blinked. They looked like keys. Giant, intricately detailed keys. In his right hand, a white one and in his left, a black. To anyone else they might have seemed awkward and cumbersome, but he found that they fit quite comfortably in his hands. He couldn't help but feels comforted at their presence.

By now the little shadow stood in front of the boy. It cocked its head to the side seeming to look at him intensely with those glowing yellow eyes. The boy stood on guard with both keyblades at the ready. He was somewhat surprised when the thing simply ran away and disappeared in a wisp of darkness. He scratched his head questioningly with the hilt of a keyblade.

"What was that all about?"

Although looking a bit confused and little disappointed, he shrugged and turned his attention back to the skyline.

A little above the others stood a skyscraper with red lights fading in and out like some sort of beacon. If he wanted anything answered, he had to find someone first. He figured the tower would be the best place to start.