Sora awoke in the morning to find a present left on his night table. It read "For a Very Special Person, From a Very Special Friend." He was confused. The wrapping paper itself was very intricate, with pine green swirls in many beautiful patterns and a lime green background. The bow was tied neatly on top, and the tag had the same handwriting as was on the message in the bottle. Sora pondered who it could've been. He left it on the table to go shower, and only opened it when he had returned, dressed, and dried his hair.
He delicately pulled one of the bow's ends, and the whole wrapping uncovered the beautiful present. It was a rectangular glass box with a polished wood case that it attached to. The casing itself was of beautiful craftsmanship and surely cost a fortune. Inside, however, was something way more valuable. It was a small, round ball. It looked as if made of crystals, and was polished so well you could see your reflection. The most interesting thing about it was that the cloudy pattern underneath seemed to move slowly across the surface.
Sora gingerly took the object out of the casing and held it to the light. An engraving of some sort was barely visible. It was too sublte to be read, but a few letters could be seen. The light piercing the ball made the dark clouds stand out from the white crystal. Sora marveled at its beauty, and put it into the case. He put in tenderly into his pocket, grabbed his backpack, and ran straight to Kairi's house, arriving a few minutes later. He knocked on her door three times before she answered the door. "Hey Sora, what's up? You forgot to visit me yesterday and--" she said, but was interrupted in the middle by Sora hugging her tightly. "Thank you for the present, Kai. Its really amazing. Where'd you find something like this?" he asked. "Huh? What gift . . .?" Kairi asked, plainly confused. "What do you mean, what gift?" Sora replied, amazed, and took out the case to show her. "Oh wow . . . that's beautiful, I could never find afford something like that. Whoever gave that to you must be very wealthy." Kairi said, entranced by the beautiful glass ball. "Hmm, I wonder who gave it to you. If its a girl, I'm jealous!" she teased. She handed the case back to Sora. "Yeah, well, I could never find someone better than you." he said, and kissed her on the cheek. He looked at the clock across the hall from the door. "Oh CRAP! Its already ten!! I need to go help Tidus and Wakka with their speech! I'll see you later, Kairi!" he said, and ran off to the beach. He never made it. Half way across the beach, a black portal opened up, and the two new Organization members stepped out and grabbed each of Sora's arms. "Hey! Put me down! What're you doing!" Sora protested. A third person stepped from the portal. It was Riku, dressed in the Organization's robes. "Silence, child. You will come with me, whether you like it or not." he said, and shot a black ball from his hand into Sora's chest. Sora instantly fell unconcious. Riku laughed menancingly, "I'll show you Namine . . . there's no such thing as destiny." and stepped through the portal, with Daxizan (Dax for short) and Jaxuk (Jax for short) following behind him.
Roxas and Axel were relaxing on top of the tower of Twilight Town, enjoying some ice cream. "So, how do you think Jax and Dax did on their first assignment for the Organization?" Axel asked. Roxas grunted. "Oh, I see. What's wrong, buddy? Didn't sleep again?" Roxas grunted again, and continued licking his ice cream. "You're so difficult sometimes, Rox--" Axel began to say, but something stopped him. A golden keyblade hit him square in the face, knocking him off the tower. "AXEL!!" Roxas yelled, and called Oblivion and Oathkeeper into being. "Who did that? Show yourself!" he called out. "Roxas! Stop the Organization!" the attacker said. It was none other than King Mickey. "NO! WE WON'T! WE'LL BECOME WHOLE WITHOUT OUR TRUE SELVES!" he said, and charged at Mickey, swinging his dual keyblades ferociously. One chakram flew towards Mickey from below, where Axel was. "Yo Roxas, I'll help from down here!" he said. Roxas heard nothing, and continued fighting with Mickey, first striking with the left blade, and then with the right in a rhythmic pattern. But just as well, Mickey was blocking them perfectly in the same pattern. Sparks flew from their keyblades each time they met. It was a sight to behold, and people were. Citizens of the town were gathering all around the battle to watch. Axel was paralyzed by awe by the way they both moved fluidly. Each swing and block was a step in a dance, and a beautiful dance it was. Back and forth, back and forth the keyblades went, sending sparks into the crowd with each hit. Neither was tiring, nor were either gaining advantage. At last, Axel broke from his trance, and sent a fireball up towards Mickey. It was in vain, as Mickey skillfully dodged the fireball and blocked both of Roxas' keyblades. "You're not half bad, for a mouse." Roxas taunted. "And you aren't half bad for a spiky headed brat and a heartless pyromaniac." he snapped back. Their blades locked, and Axel was once again entranced. Sparks continually flew from the keyblades. They both pushed, back and forth, back and forth. "You've gotten better since last time." Mickey complimented. "Heh, and you haven't." Roxas replied. The battle drew on and on, as more spectators gathered around. One in particular caught the attention of Roxas. It was Namine, standing in the crowd, drawing the battle scene. Mickey took the chance to break the lock and jab Roxas in the back of the neck with the hilt of the keyblade. "The first to lose concentration is also the first to lose the battle." Mickey said, and picked up Roxas' body. He disappeared in a flash of white, leaviing everyone confused. Axel snapped back to reality. "HEY! BRING ROXAS BACK HERE!" he yelled, but no one was there to hear it. Axel was alone again. The crowd has dispersed. And his only friend had been taken away.