The waving grass swayed peacefully in the wind. Sora sighed, something he did a lot nowadays. He picked a sunflower near where he was sitting and began plucking the petals off of it.

"One person gone…"

The first petal blew away in the breeze.

"Kairi… Riku… Mickey…"

He continued to pull the petals one by one, stating the names of his friends with each one.

"Donald… Naminé… Diz…"

With each name brought back cheerful yet painful memories of his loved ones.

"Roxas…"

He stopped abruptly. Where had that come from? He was sure he didn't know a Roxas. Why did he say that name…?

Standing up quickly, his blood rushed to his head, causing him to stagger slightly. Regaining his balance, he rushed off to town. A certain town, one that he'd been living in for a while. Twilight Town.

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Still running, Sora made it to town after about five minutes. He saw Jack on the other side of the city circle. He quickly made his way over there.

"Hi Jack…"

"Why, hello, Sora. Where were you today? Everyone in town missed you."

"Sorry if I worried you all. I went to the field, the one on the other side of the mountain, near the lake."

"Try not to run off without telling anyone… we thought we had lost our Keyblade bearer. Saïx would have had us then."

Sora had a stern look on his face, but that quickly turned into a grimace. "Jack, I won't leave. Not anytime soon, since Organization Thirteen killed my friends."

Jack frowned, if it was possible for a skeleton to do such a thing.

"Look, Sora, I'm just worried about the safety of the people we have left. Everyone that isn't with Organization Thirteen is with us. There's no middle ground anymore."

"I know."

"So why do you frighten all of us by leaving without as much as a note?"

"I said I was sorry, Jack, now will you let it go?"

"…Fine. Just don't let it happen again, please."

"I won't."

Sora huffed and stormed off. Jack let out a sigh. He was sure that Sora would listen, at least for now, but he was worried about his recklessness.

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Sora burst into his empty bedroom.

"Stupid people with the stupid rules…" he mumbled to himself.

He sat down at his desk and began to read the journals he had piled up from all his friends. Reading always seemed to calm him down.

Since the Organization's most recent attack on Twilight Town, Sora had been distraught to say the least. That was the day Riku finally slipped up and… Sora could barely say the word in his mind, let alone aloud… died. That awful, awful day, exactly three weeks ago from today…

*Flashback*

Sora was fighting the Nobodies alongside his best friend, Riku. Riku had just wounded Larxene before she teleported away.

"Blast it…" Riku said before being pushed to the side by Sora.

"Riku! Pay attention! Axel almost blew you to pieces with that fire attack," Sora yelled at him.

"Sora! Duck!"

"What- Riku! No!"

Riku had dove in front of Sora to save him from an icy blast from Luxord.

"Damn you, Riku, you messed up the plan! Sora is the one needed to be dead, not you! You mean nothing! Die already," Luxord screamed in his face.

Luxord raised his hand, ready to shoot another spell at Riku, who was laying in the grass, moaning.

"It's time for you to d- "

Luxord was cut off suddenly by Sora jabbing him with his Keyblade.

"Die, scum," Sora said before pushing in the Keyblade farther and twisting it. Luxord exploded in a puff of black, dense fog. All the other Nobodies teleported away, fleeing from battle.

"That's what I thought."

Sora quickly ran over to where Riku was laying. He kneeled down to his level before speaking.

"Riku… will you be okay…?"

"Listen, Sora…I'm not going to sugarcoat things. It hurts like bloody hell," Riku stated plainly. Sora could already see the effects of frostbite coming onto Riku's arm, where Luxord had hit him with the spell.

"I promise Riku, it'll be okay! I'll go get a paramedic, they'll heal you up, it will be alright!"

"Don't worry…" Riku began singing the Bob Marley song to himself. Sora knew he loved that song. If Riku was going to die, he would die happy.

Sora continued, "About a thing…"

"'Cause every little thing…"

Sora was choking back tears now.

"Is gonna be alright."

They both sang the last line simultaneously.

Sora checked Riku's pulse. It was faint before it stopped completely.

From that moment on, Sora was sure he would avenge every one of his friends.

He would get Larxene, for Kairi.

Axel, for King Mickey.

Marluxia, for Diz.

Demyx, for Naminé.

Saïx, for Donald.

He would make sure those heartless freaks would die before he did.

In spite of the moment, Sora chuckled to himself at the pun he made. He carried Riku's body back to the Graveyard, (which was quite large thanks to Twilight Town's theme) and set him next to the graves of his other close friends. He knew he Riku would be buried and given a gravestone, just like the others.

Organization Thirteen was going to pay.

*End Flashback*

Sora sat up abruptly at his desk and wiped the drool off his chin.

"I must've dozed off," he said to himself.

He looked out the window, an old habit of his that was completely useless in this new area since it was twilight all day, every day.

He picked up the first notebook he saw. It was necessary that everyone had a notebook to keep, and that they recorded everything. The one Sora happened to pick up first was Naminé's. He had read over every one of his friends' notebooks multiple times. He knew some by heart. Naminé's was a pure white, since every person got to customize their notebook.

Sora opened to the first page and saw the signature that went with every notebook ever made. This one was, not surprisingly, Naminé's.

Sora loved looking at the uniqueness of each notebook. No two were the same. His was a brilliant cobalt blue, with the Kingdom symbol in the middle.

Suddenly, all the memories of Naminé and himself came flooding back into his head. He dropped the notebook and clutched his hands over his ears as if to stop the pain, and just as soon as it started, it stopped.

Sora, dazed and confused, picked up the notebook to set it back on the pile of notebooks.

The pain started again, though this time not as intense.

He dropped the notebook, and the pain stopped.

"What the hell…" Sora thought.

"Am I going crazy, or is this notebook possessed or something?" This time he said it out loud.

"No, you're not crazy."

Sora nearly jumped out of his oversized clown shoes when he heard Naminé's voice.

"How the… who the… what the…" Sora stuttered.

"Calm down. It's just me."

"I thought you were dead!" Sora was looking around the empty room, franticly trying to find the source of the disembodied voice.

"I am dead. The notebooks aren't regular pads of paper, you know."

"Actually, I didn't know that," replied Sora.

"Thanks for keeping me informed," he added sarcastically.

"Shh, keep your voice down," the voice replied in a whisper.

"I'll explain more later. Just don't get killed anytime soon."

"Thanks for the helpful tip…" Sora said.

"…Hello?"

There was no response from the voice.

Sora then thought to himself… "What if I am going crazy…?"

He was about to pick up the notebook, but then stopped, remembering the last time he tried that.

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