Hola! I'm glad you're back! Or still here... Or... whatever. Anywho... I had something to say but I can't remember... So here we go... Wait! I remember now! THIS INSTALLMENT DOES NOT END IN A HAPPY ENDING! I've been meaning to tell ya'll that. Okiedokie, here we go.

(Can you find me friends that don't rank me on what I've been through
The more battle scars the more attention it gets you) ~ Get Well, Icon for Hire

Chapter Two~ Who Am I?
ONIX POV

My head throbs with each heart beat. I think my right eye is sealed shut. I'm sore all over my body. What happened? Pain, Darkness,and... Nothing else. Multiple beating rise to the front of my mind, but the faces are blurred, voices are muffles, and surroundings are nonexistent. Only pain surfaces.

In time your memory will return. Along with your training, and in turn, your mission.

Who said that? It's like a memory... One I can't remember. It's like... there's a void, where all my memories are. And...

A sound to my right attracts my attention. I turn my head towards the noise, ignoring the increasing throb behind my temple. A boy with really spikey blond hair is making his way over to me. His bright blue eyes are filled with concern. Even so, instinct propells me into a siting position and compels me to as far away from the boy as possible. My head slams into the wall behind me. I freeze, trying to get the sudden increase in pain to go away.

"Here," A bottle full of green liquid is thrust under my nose, and my head automatically flings back. Into the wall. Again. "... Okay, not the best move I've seen."

I scowl in the boy's general direcrion, rubbing the back of my head. "Where am I?"

"Huh? Oh, you're in the Land of Departure," the boy scratches the back of his head.

"Uh... Huh. And you are?" I quirk an eyebrow.

The boy comically slaps himself on the head. "Right. I'm Ventus. But you can call me Ven." He shoves his hand out and- once again- my head finds itself connecting with the wall.

I hiss and grasp the back of my head. "Ow..."

"Ooookaaaay... I gotta stop spooking you," Ventus muses. He looks to the vial filled with green liquid still in his hand. He- slowly- holds it out to me. I roll my eyes.

"I'm not that skittish... Usually," I tell him. I look at the bottle. "What is it?"

Ventus blinks. "You don't?... It's a potion. It'll make you feel better."

And if it kills me? Then again, if they'd wanted to kill me I guess they would have done that while I was out. I cautiously take the bottle and uncork it, waiting to see if any poisonous fumes waft up ominously from it. Nothing.

I squint at the bottle. "How do I use it?"

"What?" He seems startled.

I show him the bottle for extra emphasis. "How do I use it? Do I drink it, apply it, do a funny rain dance with it?"

Ventus grins. "Either of the first two. I'd suggest drinking it, since you have multiple places that could use a healing. But I'd like to see that rain dance."

I instantly pick up the thread and follow it. If I'm going to die, I at least want to have some fun before I'm gone. "It's very complicated to learn. It would take one years to learn and perfect it."

"I just want to see it. Now drink. I promise you'll be fine."

I take a deep breath, knowing for sure I'm about to regret this. Willingly poisoning myself. I must be insane. I toss the potion back, grimacing at its taste.

"Yeah, it's not the best tasting thing around. But it'll help in a few seconds. Trust me," Ventus grins.

He's right. The pain in my head subsides to a minor ache and my eye... My eye. My hand flies up to gently probe at it, wincing when my fingertips push to hard at the tender flesh. A rugged, raised scab runs over my eye, causing it to swell and force my eye closed. I might be blind.

I blink back to reality when I realize there's a hand waving in front of my good eye. That same grin still rests on Ventus's face. Though it looks a little forced now. Sad even."I bet you're hungry. C'mon, I'll show you around. It's pretty easy to get lost here."

I sigh. "Do I have a choice?"

Ventus looks confused. "What? Why wouldn't you want food?"

"I'm more interested in answers," I mumble, looking down at the beige comforter in my lap.

He hesitates. "Well... I'm sure Master Eraqus will be able to answer some things. But not until you're fed. You've been out for who knows how long. My friends Terra and Aqua found you while they were trying out their armor in the Lanes Between. They might know something. And they're probably in the kitchen." He gives me that silly smile that I think is permanetely etched into his face and jerks his head towards the door. "C'mon."

"But..." A strange rumbling eminates from my stomach, and I give Ventus a sheepish smile. I sigh and slide out from the bed. I stand, my legs shaking. Man, how long have I been out? I spread my arms to try and steady myself, flinching when a hand gently closes around my upper arm. My eyes fly up to meet Ventus's, and I'm met with compassion, concern, and warmth. As well as a strange nostalgic feeling.. I take a step forward... and promptly fall on my face.

"You okay?" I hear Ventus's voice next to my ear and I nod. I move to my knees, leaning heavily on Ventus and trusting him to support me. He helps me to my feet and leads me to the door. We turn to the right and start down a long hallway with polished floor tiles and gleaming walls. Eventually we make it down two flights of stairs (in which Ventus had to practically carry me a few times...) and to a rather large room.

It was well lit and quite warm. A large golden table in the middle held several vases of flowers and had as golden chair lined up all around it. Beyond the table was a door that led to your classic white tiled kitchen, although there was still gold trim everywhere. Voices floated from the room, clearly in a heated argument with each other.

"Terra, stop!" An exasperated female voice.

A male voice that I assume is Terra answers, "Relax, Aqua. I can do this! Wait... I push this lever thing down right?"

"No." Obvious sarcasm. "You twist it in a circle three times, push it in, pull it out, and do the hokey-pokey."

Silence. Then, "Aqua. It's a toaster."

Ventus gasps next to me. I look at him, confused. He grimaces and turns to me. "We might have come at the wrong time. Last time Terra tried to make something other than his cinnamon bread was a disaster. We had to cook outside for a week." He moves to the kitchen, and after a moment's hesitation, I follow. "Terra, Aqua! She's awake."

I peek in the doorway to see a boy and a girl. The boy, I'm guessing Terra, has really tanned skin, dark blue eyes, and brown hair that spikes back. He wears tan pants with a dark grey shirt with two red criss-crossing straps over it. He has strange armor covering his left arm, and a strange symbol on his belt.

The girl whos name has escaped me at this moment in time stands up and walks over to me. She bends down to my level so she can look me in the eye. She smiles a warm, comforing smile, and I find myself giving a small smile back. "Hi there! I'm Aqua. Terra and I were the ones who brought you back here. Are you feeling alright?" My voice is suddenly stuck in my throat. I nod, hoping desperately that I won't have to speak. Aqua's smile turns into an all out grin and straightens up. "That's good. I was hoping my healing did something."

"Aqua, you saw her when we brought her in. She was pretty bad. Of course your healing did something." Terra walks over to me and looks down. I find myself shifting closer to Ventus. "You do look a lot better though. I'm Terra."

Ventus snickers. "Also known as the one who's toast is burning."

Terra's eyes widen comically. "What?" He whirls around to find that his toast is indeed burning. I guess he figured out how to use the toaster.

Aqua turns to me. "While Terra is trying to save his failure for a piece of toast, why don't you tell us about where you're from?"

"That would indeed be most helpful to us." The new voice comes from behind me, the doorway. I whirl around to see an older man with black, grey streaked hair wearing a navy blue shirt with grey stripes forming an 'X' over his front. From the bottom of the 'X' grey armor comes down, protecting his vital organs. He has beige pants and a white cloak with red trim on it. But what catches my attention most are the two scars on his face. One on his lower left jaw and the other over his right eye.

I shuffle my feet and look at the ground. "Well..."

The man walks over to me and implores," Yes?"

I keep my gaze on the ground. "I can't exactly remember anything..." Except that creepy voice, but I'm not telling them that. I can tell the man in front of me deasn't believe me. "It's... It's like a puzzle. Most of the pieces are still there, like the ones holding my speach, my personality, and stuff like that. But..." Man, this is hard to explain, " but... Some of the pieces, the ones holding my memory, are missing, and I can't find them."

The man nods slowly. " I see..."

I see Terra and Aqua exchange a glance out of the corner of my eye. Ventus puts a hand on my shoulder. "It's okay, Onix. We'll help you." A look cosses his face and he turns to the older man. "Won't we, Master Eraqus?"

The man, now identified as Master Eraqus, sighs. "I suppose that is all we can do in this situation. In the meantime, Onix, would you come with me? I need to speak with you; maybe we'll both find some answers." I don't move for a second.

"Onix?"

I look up at Eraqus. "Is that my name? I mean... my name name? Or something ya'll made up for me or what?"

Ventus once again answers. "You had a bag with you. Inside it was a journal with your name on it."

"... Oh." I guess that makes sense. Eraqus motions from the doorway for me to follow him, and I oblidge, trailing along behind him as we walk down shiny halls. I walk behind Eraqus as he moves into a big room with three throne looking things on the left side.

He sits down in the middle one and asks, "So... What questions do you have? We'll start with those."

I pause, considering which question of many I want to ask. "What are you the Master of?"

Eraqus smiles. "Perceptive." He holds out his hand. One blinding flash of light later his hand is curled around a strange... Sword thing. "This is a Keyblade. I have met the requirements and passed the tests in order to become a Keyblade Master. My Master, the one who trained me, left me as protector of the Land of Departure."

"Keyblade?" The word rolls off my tongue easily, like I'm familiar with the saying it.

He nods. "Yes. According to your journal..." My eye twitches, "you have been endowed with the gift of the Keyblade. You certainly have enough Light for it. As well as enough Darkness. Your heart... It's as if you have two..."

My eyebrows crease together. Light? Darkness? Two hearts? Whaaaa...?

"I have taken this matter up with Yen Sid. He is no longer a wielder of the Keyblade, but still very wise in he on goings of the balance between the Light and the Dark. He told me that the Twilight Heart is risen. He is guessing that would be you. It would appear as if your essence is completely Light and completely Dark."

"So... My heart is exactly half and half? Split down the middle?" Weird thought.

"No. It's... As if you are two people, one of complete Light and another of complete Darkness, melded together into one person." He answers. " As a result, you have... I would call them reserves of each. If you were ever in danger of losing your Light to the Darkness, then it has a very strong chance of it coming back full force and banishing the Darkness. However," his voice took on a grave tone, "It is the same with your Darkness. If you ever try to rely on your Light completely, the Darkness will take over."

Just great. All I need. A never ending war inside me. Great. Yup.

Eraqus stands up and walks over to me, bending down slightly so I don't have to crane my neck to look at him. "It seems that it would be best for all of us if you were to stay here with us and become my pupil along with Terra, Aqua, and Ventus in order for me to teach you how to stay in control of your heart. Would you like that?"

My gaze drops to the ground. Do I have anywhere else to go? I can't remember anything, and this guy knows more about me than I do. He may be slightly paranoid about the Darkness, but as of now he's my only option.

If Eraqus offers you a place to stay, which I am quite certain he will, grasp at the chance.

Yes, Master.

I look Eraqus in the eyes. "Thank you."

"Alright!" An excited yell comes from the direction of the door. Master Eraqus smiles and shakes his head. "Yes, Ven. Onix will be staying with us."

An embarrassed silence follows. Ven's head peeks in with a huge grin on it. "Yay!" He looks to Master Eraqus. "Can I show her around more? Can I? Please?"

A sigh from Master Eraqus. "Of course, Ven. I would like to speak more to you later, though." The last part's for me. I nod at him, flinching when a hand grabs my wrist and starts tugging me away towards the door.

"C'mon, Onix! I wanna show you my favorite view!" Ven looks at me and grins, and all my troubles wash away. I still have no memory, but I forget that for the moment. My still sore body protests against the quick movement, but I ignore it. I'm still temporarily blind in my right eye, but it doesn't matter. I find myself laughing. Maybe I've found my first friend.

And... My lame attempt at lightening up this somewhat boring/serious chapter. In case you didn't get it, the italicised... italicized... italacized... HOWEVER IT'S SPELLED! The slanted sentences are people from Onix's memories talking. The bold slanted is Onix talking in her memories. Again, if you see any misspellings or grammatical errors my OCD didn't pick up on, please tell me in a review. And if you don't see any, feel free to leave a review anyways! ^^ I'm sorry for the cheesy ending to the chapter. Sayonara! AND SOMEONE TELL ME HOW TO SPELL ITALICIZED! ITALACISED! WHATEVER!