Chapter 2
"…"
Utter silence. The boy had just awakened. "Uh…what…where…?" The boy had awakened in a very white room lying on a bed, his lower chest in pain. He sat up on the bed in silence for a while, just thinking.
"Hospital? I'm to attack them and they put me here? They are majorly blinded by light."
The boy had gotten off his bed, er…more like rock-in-shape-of-bed. Attempting to get out of this hospital, he walked out of the door, went downstairs, and headed for the door, somehow, being completely unnoticed. Well, almost unnoticed. The only three people that noticed him were actually waiting for him.
"You are a very strange boy."
"Thank you." The boy responded as he walked towards the door, unhesitating to stop.
"Where are you going?" the spiked-haired one asked.
"Off this bright island" the boy said in a dull tone, "I'd prefer the darker one."
"Darker?" the spiky-haired boy said, "Who are you?" "Good for you to ask now," the boy turned around and said, "Because 'I'd rather skip the formalities'." The spiky-haired boy looked at him in shock, "Well, at least most of them."
The spiky-haired boy was about to say something, but the boy continued, "Remember?" was the only thing the boy said.
The spiky-haired one looked confused for a while, but then back off very quickly, grasping his head. The boy could only smile. The other two ran towards the spiky-haired one. The spiky-haired one was now trembling in pain, shaking with discomfort.
"Memories, memories," the boy said. Now, every head in that room was turned towards their direction.
"How much pain was in that when it happened?" the boy said with a very large grin, again, "But to relive it? It can't be bearable. Oh so many cards, they take your friends away. It was a close battle wasn't it? Your friends could have disappeared forever!" The boy was now screaming at the top of his lungs.
The spiky-haired one now looked at the boy with much hate, he wanted to hurt him so, but he was spazing out on the ground.
"But of course, all 'good' memories must come to an end," the boy paused,
"Sora"
The other two looked at him, in confusion, "How'd you…?"
The boy interrupted, "Oh please, Riku," the boy's grin enhanced even more, "If I can make Sora tremble like this, I think it'd be easy to know his name."
"WHO ARE YOU?!?!?!?!" the female finally spoke.
"Tyloxar, 'got it memorized' Kairi?" again they all looked in shock, they all have heard that saying far too many times. The boy stared at them as they did; even Sora did who finally started to calm down. Tyloxar turned and simply walked out the door.
That wasn't enough for Sora though; out of nowhere he had grabbed his mystical weapon, the Keyblade, and ran out the door ready to kill Tyloxar.
However, Tyloxar was nowhere to be found.