For everyone who's faved this story.
But mostly for Kaiora.

Okay, I went back through this story and realized I forgot to edit. For some reason when I transfer a document to FFN, it never seems to work out right, and I always end up fixing a lot of mistakes. It slipped my mind this time, but I'll try not to let that happen again. Now, enjoy. ;)

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Blanket

It was the only possession Axel had from his old life. It had been draped over him when he awoke in a strange new world. At first he kept it because he didn't know what to do with it. Now he kept it because he didn't know what to do without it.

Practice

Auron was training in the Underworld. His strength has waned slightly during his time in death. Besides, someone had to look out for that kid.

Net

Luxord wasn't built for physical combat. For him, the true battle was in the mind. He wove his net with words, trapping his enemies in their own confusion. Best of all, invisible nets weren't so easily cut.

Secret

All the members of the Confederation of Villains were well aware of the power of Darkness upon the heart. Yet all allowed themselves to grow vain, prideful, cocky. All but Captain Hook. He had made it no secret that he was terrified of the Heartless. Perhaps that was why he had been spared by the darkness, if not by the crocodile.

Sand

Mickey Mouse was an eternal creature. Unless taken by the Heartless, his time would never be up.
But lately, he felt the sand in his hourglass was running by far faster than it should have.

Hero

Larxene stared at Namine, standing in front of Sora as though she could protect him. Who did she think she was? The hero? A sadistic grin crossed her face. She would show her the tragic side of heroism.

Collection

Vexen eyed his lab. Potion bottles and in progress experiments cluttered the tables. At the back of the room was his collection of poisonous plants.

Marluxia found that hilarious.

Hands

The Heartless morphed from a flat shadow into a 3-D world. His yellow eyes darted about, seeking his targets. A sudden movement stopped him. As he hesitated, another movement sparked off a memory.

He remembered how wonderful it had been. When he had hands.

Age

The other members found it funny. That the youngest member got along so well with the oldest.

Seashell

Lexaeus was confused by the strange noises coming from Number Nine's room until Demyx explained that he was trying to imitate the music that came from inside seashells.

Notes

Ariel had many glass bottles in her grotto. Some of them had contained a strange material inside. When she opened them, they often contained strange markings, sometimes little pictures. She tried to take them back underwater, but they always dissolved and became part of the sea.

Hollow

Riku examined the messy chalk drawings and scratchy messages of their secret place. He neared the door and his blue eyes caught the recent modifications Sora and Kairi had made to their drawings of each other. He smiled, even though his heart felt as hollow as their old secret place.

Lace

Axel held up a lacey gown from the best store in Port Royal. Yards of heavy fabric hung in creases, ribbons and buttons dangled from silk threads. The dress suddenly combusted into flames as Axel set fire to the fancy collar. The entire outfit was reduced to ashes in seconds. Axel was disappointed. The prettiest things burned so quickly.

I own naught. -SilverInkblot