Atteention to all Axel fangirls- This is an account of Axel's life as based from my mind. Made up by me. If you don't agree...well to bad for you.

Attention to all AxelxRoxas fangirls- NONE of that in here. Just friends...not even best friends. So don't think it's in here...cuz it's not.

Chapter One: The Beginning

"Ninety-nine, one hundred! Ready or not, here I come!" The small boy hurried off to find his older brother. He looked in the closet. Nope. He looked in the laundry basket. Nope. Glancing into a bedroom, he saw his brother's fiery red hair sticking out from under the bed.

"Aha! There you are!" He shouted he pulled his brother out of his hiding place. This wasn't a difficult task, because he was only two years younger.

"How'd you find me?" He questioned.

"Your hair,"

"Again?" He smoothed back his spiky red hair. "Maybe you should try hiding for once, Ronnie."

"No way!" Ronnie exclaimed. "You know I don't like dark places. And besides, you always cheat."

"Do not! I'm just good at finding things," he replied.

"Whatever, Blaze. If you need me, I'll be at the sandlot."

"Oh, the struggle match is today, isn't it?"

"Yeah." Ronnie turned and walked out the door, and Blaze was left alone in t house. He didn't really want to watch the struggle match. He turned around to see two bright green eyes staring at him. Just a mirror he thought. He and Ronnie both had green eyes. Practically the only difference between the two was the hairstyle and age. Blaze, as stated before, had short, backward-pointing, spiked hair. Ronnie had long straight-ish red hair and wavy bangs that almost covered his face.

"Blaze, you coming?" Ronnie said as he burst through the front door.

"No," Blaze responded blankly.

"Mmkay, but if you change your mind…" Ronnie's voice trailed of as he ran down towards the sandlot.

Blaze ran up to his room, flopped onto his bed and looked around at the many mementos and photographs he had gathered during the nine years he had lived in Twilight Town. That, of course, was his entire life. Staring at one particular photograph, he was drawn back to the day when he got his nickname, Blaze. It happed when he was only three yeas old. There had been a barbeque for Ronnie's first birthday. Blaze was left alone in a playpen, which happened to be right next to the grill. He 'accidentally' threw his blanket on top of the grill, which resulted in a blaze consuming the half of the big oak tree in the yard, a considerable amount of grass and the grill itself. Not to mention the burgers were fried. Blaze smiled as he remembered that exciting day. Since then he had always been drawn to fire, and nobody called him by his real name. In fact, few people knew what his real name was. That would be his parents and himself, of course.

When Blaze was 13, a group of new kids moved to Twilight Town. They were, Hayner, age nine, Pence, age eight and Olette, age eight. Blaze didn't really pay attention to then, because he was four years older. Ronnie on the other hand, became best friends with Hayner, because he was only two years older. Blaze, who rarely saw his brother, spent most of his time at the sandlot, becoming a very good fighter. There he met Seifer, a boy who was 10 and a very good fighter for his age. Seifer and Blaze did not like each other, and were very completive. Seifer had his own gang of friends, and Ronnie had his own friends, but Blaze did not have any friends, because there were no other kids his age in Twilight Town.

When Blaze was fifteen, a new twelve-year-old boy moved to Twilight Town. His name was Roxas. Roxas and Blaze immediately became friends, because they both liked to fight. Blaze taught Roxas the exciting game of struggle, and soon they were practicing every day.

"Are you entering in the big struggle tournament next week?" Roxas asked one day while walking home after practicing one day.

"Yeah," Blaze replied. "You?"

"I think so," Roxas replied slowly. "You think I stand a chance? I heard Seifer is entering, and he's pretty good."

"Actually, he's insanely good." Blaze corrected. "But I'm better."

"Sure."

When Blaze returned home, he found his family frantically packing suitcases.

"Blaze, pack something!" His mother shouted as he walked in the door. "The family reunion is tomorrow, and we totally forgot about it. We can make it if we catch the next flight to Destiny Island. Hurry!" Blaze slowly nodded his head turned and walked upstairs to his bedroom. Soon he was packed and family ran off towards the airport. The next morning they safely arrived at Destiny Island to enjoy the family reunion.

Meanwhile, back in Twilight Town Roxas was wondering where Blaze was. The two had made plans to practice for the upcoming struggle match.

"Hey, Roxas!" Hayner shouted at Roxas as he walked over with Pence and Olette. "Want to go to Sunset Terrace with us? Ronnie was supposed to go with us, but he hasn't showed up."

"I was supposed to practice struggle today with Blaze, but he hasn't showed up either. So what the heck," Roxas replied.

While at Sunset Terrace, Roxas started to become close friends with Hayner and the gang. They made a promise to enter the big Struggle match together.