Nobodies

"You can't turn on the Organization! They'll destroy you!"

"No one would miss me."

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"Travel to Twilight Town you'll be safer there."

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Phalanx opened her deep blue eyes. She was still on the blue train with stars. To Twilight Town…She thought. Again, she fell asleep on the conductor less train. Phalanx sat up and yawned. She looked to her right and left. No one. Just like before. Visions of why she was leaving flashed through her mind. To bring him back. After what seemed like an eternity the train screeched to a stop. Phalanx climbed out, her neck short hair bobbed as she descended the last stair of the train.

There was an exit in front of her and a stair well leading up to the right. She turned around, the train was gone. Without a sound? She turned back around and decided to climb the stairs.

She ended up at the top of the station. She looked down off the small ledge that was barely enough room to stand. She saw only what seemed to be a clock from her angle. A great gust blew, making her black cloak shudder in the wind.

She went back down the stairs and outside. She looked up and the tower and saw the clock read…How Ironic! She thought twilight…It actually read "12:00" but she got the point. She began to explore the town. She happened to pass by the Sandlot when she heard a voice. "Your new around here," He called, "What business do have in my town?"

"Your town?" Phalanx asked?

"Yeah I suggest your scram! I have more chivalry than to hit a girl!" He told her.

Phalanx saw the person sitting on a bench with three people standing around him. He was blonde and had a scar across his face. "And who might you be?" Phalanx asked

"Haven't heard of me? The three year in a row Struggle Champion?"

"What's Struggle?" Flannery asked dumb founded.

"What do you mean!? It's the biggest competition in all of Twilight Town!"

"Still isn't helping!" She snapped.

"The names Seifer! Remember it so you know to stay off my gang's turf!" Seifer told her standing up.

"Aren't gangs full of bad people?"

Seifer nearly tripped over Phalanx's comment. "Well not all of them…"

"Anyway…" Phalanx said moving on.

She headed north. Soon she found a hole in the wall covered over by torn curtains of magenta and blue. What's this? She thought as she pushed the curtains aside with her right arm. What she came into was an empty room filled with things like couches, sofas, dartboards, and photos. She walked to a stand with a framed picture in it. She could only recognize one person in it, Roxas. She thought while picking in up. He was smiling in the photo to the right of a blond boy whose hair was messy. He was to the right of a brunette girl with curls coming over her shoulders. Below them was a chubby black haired boy with a red shirt saying "DOG STREET". Phalanx looked at Roxas again and laughed. It had been so long since she saw him smile. She put the picture back down, a lonely tear streamed down her face. "Why. How. How can I cry? Nobodies don't have feelings." She said stubbornly to herself.

She stood there for a while and wiped her face clear. She looked in a dirty mirror she found. It didn't look like she had been crying; she sat down on one of the couches. She heard laughter outside of the cloth door. Quickly she stood up and made it look like she had barely wandered in there. "Who are you?" a boy asked. She acted as is she was surprised and turned around quickly. There was the dirty blonde, the girl, the chubby kid, and…Roxas. "Uhhh nothing! I-I just wanted to see what was back here that's all!" She said quickly.

"I don't recognize you are you new here?" Roxas said smiling, "I'm Roxas."

"I'm Hayner!" said the dirty blonde.

"I'm Olette!" said the girl grinning.

"And I'm Pence!" said the last one pointing to himself.

"It's nice to meet all of you!" Phalanx said faking a smile, "I-I should kind of be going I hope to see all of you around!" She said running passed them. "Well that was weird." She heard Hayner say in the distance. It might be hard to fit in around here. She thought, still running. I was at least a good half foot shorter than them! She looked up to see she was in a huge plaza. A trolley road around a track going around the plaza. There was a bulletin board with an advertisement saying "Struggle!" and other job offers. Again with the struggle! What is it anyway!? Phalanx presumed it was some kind of fighting tournament considering the logo was a hand holding what looked like a bat. She ignored it and looked at some shops. Some sold potions, armor, and battle equipment. "Look we're not the thieves!" She heard someone yell. She looked around the corner of the shop she was at to see Roxas and his friends trying to say something to a shop owner. "We didn't take your _____!" Hayner yelled, only getting hit in the back of the head by an annoyed Olette. What did he say?

"I wonder what's- "She started but was cut off when Hayner started leading them to the shop she was at. Crud! She said running to the other side of the shop.

"What if we can find the real culprit? Then people stop saying we're the thieves and get off our backs." Roxas suggested.

"Hey that sounds fun!" Pence exclaimed.

"Hey wait", Hayner said pulling Roxas by the ear, "You're no modern day Sherlock Holmes how do you expect to find them?"

"Ow, ow, OW! You can start by letting go of my ear!" Roxas complained.

They all laughed happily and continued walking. Phalanx slumped against the building crossing her arms in thought. What are they looking for? Maybe I should do some detective work myself!

Phalanx walked over to the shop owner who they were just talking to. "Hey your knew around here right?" He asked. "Maybe once you learn the rules you could participate in this years struggle match!"

"It sounds like fun but that's not why I'm here." Phalanx stated. "Things have been stolen around town. Do you know what kind of things?"

"Well only some of my _____. Some of my really good _____ too." What?! His mouth moved but…?!

"T-Thank you for telling me I –uhhh have to go now though. Bye." Phalanx said running off. What the heck? This makes no sense! Maybe Roxas has some clues? Phalanx headed to where she first encountered everyone. "Their gone! Our _____ are gone!"

"Pence are you trying to mess with us or something?" Hayner asked annoyed.

"But you do understand what I'm saying right? Our _____ are gone!"

"Not just the _____ the word "_____". They stole it too!" Roxas said analyzing the data.

"That's just dumb! _____, _____, _____!" Hayner yelled trying to say the "word". What?! What can't they say? Phalanx couldn't even see them so she couldn't see what they were pointing out. Right when she tried to see into the crack in the cloth they came running toward her. Quickly dodging (without being seen) she shimmied to the left as they ran out. Quietly she walked inside to see the picture in their frame was gone. "What?", she aloud, "Where's their _____!?" Quickly she clapped her hands over her mouth. She repeated making sure she just didn't just mess up her speech because of her yelling. "Where's. Their._____?" She said again aloud slowly. "_____..._____?" Now she was getting freaked out. She ran outside to follow Roxas and the gang and barely found them in the Sandlot, getting in a fight with Seifer.

She didn't take much notice to what happened until a blue bat like thing with a gold handle landed a few feet in front of her. She looked up to see Seifer on his back holding himself up with his elbows with Roxas pointing his bat a Seifer's chest as if it was a sword. Both were panting hard when Pence snapped a photo than printed out at the bottom of his camera. He took the picture and shook it to reveal a victory shot.

A familiar hissing noise surrounded Phalanx and she looked around. She saw at least five white nobodies dancing and stretching around. When she looked back at the group everyone apparently put aside their differences and were standing in the middle of a circle made of nobodies. One of them swooped around Pence, stealing his camera and photo in one swipe. "The Theif!" Roxas exclaimed chasing after him.

"Roxas wait!" Phalanx started, but stopped. Something was wrong, why wasn't anyone moving? She walked strait to the middle of the circle (the nobodies didn't attack her knowing she was their superior) and waved her hand in front of Olette's face. "Hello?" She asked. She growled and chased after Roxas.

"Where…is….he….?" She panted to herself running along the path he took. She saw him running across the other side of the plaza she found earlier. She followed him and saw him go through a huge hole in the wall of the plaza. Phalanx continued to follow him through dense woods. How can he keep sight of that Dusk? Phalanx asked herself. At last they came to a clearing with a mansion behind a locked gate. Roxas had on of the struggle bats and was swinging it at the nobody. "Why…can't….I…land…a...single…HIT!" Roxas panted between breathes swinging at the nobody again. When he looked like he was about to collapse something happened to his bat. It was surrounded by tons of bright green numbers and transformed into a, "Keyblade." Phalanx said from behind a tree. "What is-" The key jerked Roxas forward as if wanting to fight. "Fine!" He said. Quickly he charged and the nobody and swing, hitting it on the head. It hissed and attacked, hitting Roxas backward and making him fall over. He stood up and charged again, the nobody, going to do the same thing attacked. Roxas, quick witted, slid across the wet grass to behind the nobody. It looked around confused on where Roxas went. He hit it once more and it exploded into the missing photos. He stood there panting for a while, thinking on what he just accomplished. The Keybalde out of nowhere started to be surrounded by the green numbers. It disappeared in a few seconds. Roxas looked at his hand wondering where it went. Phalanx left, knowing he'd think of what to do from there.

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Phalanx was alone sitting on the Station Tower, overlooking Twilight Town. A cool wind blew making her shudder. She heard someone coming, not the walking kind, she heard someone opening and closing the Corridor to Darkness. "Don't tell me you've already given up on trying to bring him back." Axel said, in his same mocking tone. Phalanx turned around to see him leaning against the wall, arms crossed. Phalanx, only ten but extremely mature for her age, thought on her answer.

"He just seems so happy, here in Twilight Town. If he doesn't remember us, what's the use of bringing him back?," She laughed softly, "He doesn't even know what a Dusk is, never mind a Keyblade." Axel walked over and patted her on her head. "He's a nobody, just like us, he can't be happy."

"Remember when Sora was a heartless? He still had feelings, even though he lost his heart. Why can't Roxas be the same?" Phalanx questioned him. Axel laughed, "Because Sora actually had a heart once." He turned and opened another portal, leading anywhere. Phalanx turned back around and heard it close, she sighed, still looking at Twilight town. Again with the irony Flannery thought, the sky a darkish gray color, nearing to black. It's dusk.