AN: My writing's gotten alot better! :) Enjooooooooooooooy!

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Chapter 4: The Third to fall

Kasandra's POV

-Dream-

Sitting up, I felt the lush green grass beneath my fingertips. I glanced down at myself, to find a long sparkling strapless black dress, with a slit up the right side to my thigh. I suddenly felt on the top of my head, pulling the object off. I gasped, staring at a small simple blood red tiara with a sparkling black jewel in the center.

"How are you feeling, my love?" I heard a deep voice followed by footsteps behind me. Quickly standing I twisted around, only to lose my balance. The tall man easily steadied me. He wore a long brown cloak that looked really familiar. I also couldn't see his face, for the hood was up.

My eyes widened as I attempted to pull away, but to no avail. His eerie chuckle echoed in the meadow. He pressed a small kiss to my temple, but still couldn't see his face. I shivered in fear and shock at the gentle touch.

"Don't be frightened, my ear. I won't hurt you. But the others will. Do not trust them." He placed the fallen tiara on my head and brushed his lips against mine.

My senses became mine no longer.

-End of Dream-

Sylvia's POV

A soft sigh escaped my dry chapped lips. Sleep hadn't come that night. However, Kasandra hadn't had any nightmares yet.

"I love you..." I heard Kasandra whisper. I glanced down at her. She was fidgeting in her sleep. She let out a soft moan. I almost laughed out loud. Wonder who the lucky bastard is...

I grinned, leaning close to her ear, "Yes, my love?"

"Ansem..." She moaned out in pain. My eyes widened and I gasped. Oh shit. That can't be good... I shook her shoulder, hoping she'd wake from her deep sleep.

"Wha...?" She groaned, groggily.

"You were dreaming," I answered warily.

She explained her dream, "But I don't know who it was..." Oh dear...

"Holy shit man..." I chuckled nervously. I don't know if I should tell her...

"Don't worry." She smiled, but it didn't reach her eyes, "I won't leave you guys."

I smiled, "Good girl. Let's go eat, then school..."

Both of us shared a small omelette, and walked to school. The bell rang, just as we arrived. I dragged her to the gym, where we quickly changed. All four classes sat down on the bleachers.

"Okay. Everyone's a bit spooked with two hospitalized students, but a friendly game of dodge ball is just what you need! So, FRIENDLY throws. No whipping." The teacher addressed.

Everyone nodded, mumbling their agreements. After everybody was separated into teams, Kassy and I stood side by side warily.

"I know you girls are scared, but get involved! It'll be good for you!" The teacher called to us.

With a groan, we stepped closer to the action. I caught a fly ball just after she did. Suddenly, everyone's throws halted. Our eyes widened. They were all frozen, except for Kassy, me, and one other. A boy. But not just any boy. Mitch. A smirk appeared on his lips, his eyes glowing a golden yellow. He raised his arm, parallel to the ground. Both of us stepped back. A small silver gun materialized in his hand. I barely registered the gun shot. Vaguely, did I remember falling to the floor, head pounding, and blood rushing through my ears. Then... Darkness...

Kasandra's POV

"Oh no..." I ran to her side, sobbing, "Sylvia! No no no no... Please... You can't leave me! SYLVIA!"

My surrounding came back to life. Every person in the room screamed bloody murder with one look at the bleeding Sylvia, passed out Mitch, and I, sobbing. They transported us to the hospital quickly.

I was hyperventilating, waiting for news on her condition. Her parents did little to comfort me.

After a few moments, the nurse tapped my shoulder, "She's alive."

Sobs of relief escaped my burning throat until she put a hand on my shoulder, "But she is in the same condition as the others. However, a bullet to the head should have killed her, but it's a miracle. She survived."

I shoved her away, scrambling to get into the room, "SYLVIA!" I clutched her hand tightly.

I would be the last one. Tomorrow was the day. Could I really survive until then...? Alone...?

3rd Person POV

A tall tan man stroked Sylvia's hair softly, scoffing. The poor girl didn't stand a chance. He trailed a finger down Kasandra's back, placing a gentle kiss on her shoulder. She shivered, clutching her friend's hand tighter, scratching her shoulder in attempt to rid herself of the feeling of a lingering hand.

"Just a matter of time, my love..." He turned her head, kissing her lips softly before disappearing.

Kasandra's hand shot to her mouth, muffling her gasp. A scream bubbled in her throat at one look at the blanket. With shaking hands, she removed the blanket. Having her nerves on edge, that was the last straw, and she ran for the bathroom, throwing her stomach's contents up. She all but ran back to the bed, staring at the dreaded Nobody insignia. No... It wasn't possible... It was just... A vivid dream...

"Kingdom Hearts..." She cried into Sylvia's side, whimpering out her fears.

As if she had heard her incoherent words, Sylvia lightly squeezed her hand in comfort.

Kasandra's POV

I sniffled, standing up, glancing sadly at each of my fallen friends, "We'll be together soon... You promised that everything will be okay..." I stumbled out of the room.

As soon as I was home, I ran past my mom, and into my room. Immediately, I crawled onto my bed, wrapping my arms around my knees, and burying my head in them. But the tears wouldn't fall, for there were none left. I jumped at every other noise made, clutching myself tighter. I needed my friends.

I mumbled into my arms, "Please... I need you guys... Please be okay..."