Chapter Summary: Xion remembers bits and pieces of what happened before and during her death, and she remembers the boy who held her hand the whole time. She made a promise, and she wants to keep that promise, by finding him. Inspired by "Together Again" by Evanescence.
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I may be dying, but I'm not dead… yet. Roxas is holding me, but I can't feel anything. My hand slips off of his cheek, and my eyes close, showing my acceptance of my fate. Xemnas won't have his way, and he most certainly won't have his own Keyblade wielders to toy with. I'm not so sure about Axel, but Roxas and I will always be together. Still, I feel so alone as the last of the memories—the last of me slips away.
Replicas can't survive without memories taken from, in No. I's case, Sora.
"Xion…" Someday Roxas, someday you won't say my name, you won't break my heart with your mourning. So here, only remembering my death and the person who held my hand the entire time, I wait. Sometimes, it seems that moment was a dream and I was always here from the start. I don't seem to be the only one troubled by my last memory. I see people in black cloaks like mine everywhere. Some are like me; silent and never—
"Whoa!" I trip over something, and fall right on top of another person in a black cloak. I see pale skin and one glowing yellow eye glaring at me. I've never talked to the people in the black cloaks. I was always deep into my thoughts, and I downright ignored anything that went on in this place. All I know is that unrequited love, shattered dreams, and darkness all collide to form a place where the "broken" ones would stay waiting for a "Sora" to come and rescue them. The name sounds familiar but I can't quite put my finger on it. I stand up and move away from the stranger, timidly watching them get up and dust off the back of their cloak. I quickly look at the ground, feeling their eyes on me.
I should be alone, I should suffer, like he is alone and suffering.
"Why are you here?"
Why am I here? I should be trying to find Roxas, I'm sure he's trying to find me. I look up, and back towards the dark beach. I unzip my cloak and drop it on the sand. Shivering, I walk into the water until it's at my waist. Before I disappear under the surface, there's one last thing I say,
"Don't worry Roxas, we'll be together again. I promise."
I know it's short but give me a break, I have a lot of stories to work on. I hope you liked the not-so-happy, not-so-sad ending, if not, oh well.
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