Naminé ´s Powers
Naminé ´s POV:
„Stop it!", I called and a few seconds later, the replica of Riku fell to the ground. I stood there, crying and was too shocked to understand what I just did. „Riku? Riku what is ...? What have you done with Riku?", Sora screamed and I just stood there and couldn't say a word. "Oh, now it is broken, his little heart"., Larxene laughed and suddenly I understood what I had done. Even if this was a fake Riku, nobody had the right hurting him. But what was much worse is the fact that I hadn't hurt him. I had done something much worse: I had killed him. With a power unknown to me, from which I had no idea until now. No wonder that all the members of Organization XIII avoided me and called me witch. I was dangerous and not only for the members of Organization XIII, but also for the keyblade master, Sora.
While Larxene slowly calmed down and Sora understood that it wasn't his friend, who laid here, but merely a copy, I tried so quietly as possible to run off. But Larxene noticed that I wanted to escape and gave me a brutal blow to the ribs. I fell to the ground, cried again and waited for Larxene to end my life. But Larxene didn't attack me further, she had a better goal: Sora. I leant against the protective wall of the castle and watched with wide eyes as the keyblade master was fighting for his life. I wanted so much to help him, but I couldn't. I had the replica on my conscience, I didn't want to end another life this way.
As Sora's fight was over and Larxene was defeated and she began to unravel, I stood alone against Sora. „I´m sorry. I´m so sorry"., I sobbed and Sora came up to me and took me in his comforting arms. "Please stop crying, it's all well again"., he said comforting to me. I looked at him with my eyes filled with tears and wanted to ask for forgiveness, but he just smiled at me and asked me to stay with the replica until he returned back here. I just nodded and he left me to find and defeat the remaining members of the Organization.
I embedded Replica's head in my lap and run my hand over his silky silver hair. It all felt so real and I broke into tears again. Whether the real Riku was able to feel that his copy was dead? Could a copy ever die? Even before I got answers to these questions, the replica began to unravel. "Forgive me, I didn't want to kill you"., I sobbed and suddenly I heard a voice, which seemed to call from far away: "I forgive you. Despair not, Naminé. Your powers will defeat the darkness". I put my hand on the place where a human had his heart and whispered: "Thank you".
