Xion awoke in the old, musky wooden shack again. Her frail body rose, only to be greeted by the dirty light that fumbled through the window. The floor was a rough night's sleep again, with no bed for her to rest on. The doors were blocked by heavy materials on each side that Xion wouldn't be able to move at all. The only way out was the blurred window that shed a murky light into the room.

It would be so easy to summon her Keyblade and smash the window open, but she wasn't sure as to what was on the other side of it. She always thought there was danger, a violent force, so behind the window she stayed, afraid of the outside world.

But today was different, she'd had enough. Whatever was out there would have to deal with her anger. She hated being alone and scared, in this little claustrophobic room. She held out her hand as light began to sparkle around her palm. Within a flash of glorious light, the Kingdom Key was stationary in her small hands. She raised it high, clasping it in both hands, and plunged at the window, making it shatter into hundreds of pieces.

Light filled the room and her eyesight, almost blinding her if she had not closed her eyes. The light eventually faded though, leaving an opening for Xion to escape from. Her body fit perfectly through the shattered hole, and landed on a sandy beach, with water metres away. Foliage decorated the tropical island, giving it atmosphere and life. Palm trees bent and curved over the island, providing small patches of shade. A wooden bridge lead out to a small plateau where a blond windswept haired boy sat, gazing off into the crystal clear ocean.

He reminded her of Roxas, his figure and hair made her remember her long lost friend.

"Roxas?" her voice called, but the boy didn't respond.

"Roxas?" she said louder, but with no results.

"Roxas!" she shouted, this time getting his attention. The boy leaped off of the palm tree he was sitting on and began cautiously walking the raven haired girl, prepared to summon his keyblade at any moment.

Xion didn't recognise what he was wearing. While Xion wore her Organization XIII robes, Roxas wore puffy shorts, metal shoes and a black and white shirt with some form of shoulder protector on it. Deciding that this may not be Roxas, Xion threw her hood over her head, concealing her eyes and any facial expressions.

"Wh-Who are you?" the boy stammered.

"Why do you look like Roxas?" Xion replied, ignoring the question.

"Roxas?" the boy inquired "I don't know anyone by the name of Roxas"

This only aggravated Xion, made her want to slice him for trying to mock her best friend.

"Roxas is- was my friend, and I won't have you impersonating him like this" she had jumped to conclusions in pain, hoping they would bring her some fortune.

"I told you! I don't know Roxas!" he pleaded, begging forgiveness for a crime he didn't commit. Xion didn't know what she doing when she lunged at the imposter, she wanted to be loved. Acting on instinct, the mistaken boy summoned his Wayward Wind, holding it backhand style, and blocked the oncoming attack.

This knocked Xion back at bit, making her fumble but not fall. She regained her position and attacked again, putting all of her strength into the attack. Again, the apparent enemy tried to block, put wasn't on queue as the Keyblade went right through him, causing him no damage.

"What?" Xion asked, letting her guard down. Roxas pounced on the opportunity and fell her with his Keyblade, her frail body crumbled to the sand and began to crawl away in fear.

"My name is Ventus" the boy ordered. Xion stopped squirming when she found that the boy, Ventus, didn't want to kill her.

"I'm sorry" her voiced echoed "I thought you were an imposter of my friend"

"Roxas?" he asked.

"Yeah Roxas."

Ventus fell quiet for a moment, before saying "You can call me Ven!" cheerily. Xion wasn't expecting forgiveness so easily, so kindly.

"Ok, Ven, my name is… Xion"

"Xion's a nice name" Ven encouraged convocation. This only made Xion worried and scared, forcing her head further into her hood.

"Xion" his voice went serious "Where are we?"

Not even Xion was sure about where they were, but she had a vague idea.

"I think… we're in Sora's heart"

A/N: This is a new, short series about what I think would go on in Sora's heart. That's all to it really, please review and thankyou for reading!

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