DISCLAIMER:: I DO NOT OWN KINGDOM HEARTS!

Chapter 4

I walked into the room labeled as mine, but I had no intention of sleeping. I had been here for only a little while and I felt I was changing. I looked into a mirror that was in the room and I realized it must have been the lighting in the alley way, but I was pale. Maybe I was just nervous, but I was so pale, like there was no blood in my body like I didn't have a heart. Then it struck me…I didn't. I pressed my hand against where it used to be I couldn't really feel it… What is wrong with me! Why am I inside a castle full of weirdoes that are hoping I can give them their hearts back? Why am I so special? How am I the "Heart's Last Breath"? What does that even mean? "This didn't make any sense," I thought as I sat on the provided bed and fell gently asleep.

I woke up the next morning, hoping it'd all be a dream, but it wasn't. I was still inside this white castle. I heard a knocking at my door, and then a man walked in; I think he's a man. He has medium length pink hair and smells of flowers. He has a masculine face though. He proceeded to set a black coat down on the bead along with some boots, black pants and a shirt.

He turns to me and says, "My name is Marluxia; I'm one of the members here. This is your coat: you should wear it." He then strolled out of the room.

I look at the clothes "Hmm, I don't have much of a choice do I? I'm stuck in these dirty clothes from last night."

I changed and walked out of the room. Axel was waiting in the hallway.
"About time, sleepy head. I've been ordered to watch you today, show you around, and get you a weapon, the works. I see flower boy brought you a coat. Hmm, seems to fit. Come on."

We walked down stairs and through hallways until we got to a door.

Axel turned and looked at me "This is the armory, we get weapons here. Let's try to find something you won't kill yourself with."

I entered the room and my jaw dropped every single weapon you could imagine was inside the room. I could see katanas and spears, there were guns and books I was amazed. I turned to Axel.

"Where did you guys get all this stuff?"

He yawned, "I don't know, but I'm not complaining."

I turned back to the weapons and searched for something for me.

As I browsed I said 'Axel, what exactly are we fighting?"

"Huh? Oh yeah, Heartless."

"What's a Heartless?"

"They're the other part of a person that is made when they lose their heart."

"Why are we fighting them?"

"Because we need the hearts they have, duh."

"Oh..."

Axel turned and took the axe I was thinking about picking up from my hands and shook his head.

"I don't think so, How 'bout this?" he hands me a little knife.

I look at him shake my head and turn back to the weapons. I then spot a set of swords they look familiar. I pick them up one and each hand. Axel turned and smiled.

"Those are nice."

I grinned, "They feel right."

"Good, now we can move on with our tour. Oh, by the way, you see the symbol in the hilt of the swords? That's important, a little drop of blood will cause the swords to bond to you, letting you summon them whenever you like." as he said this he summoned a Chakram into his hand.

I turned towards him and stepped backwards into a wall.

Axel sighed, "Oh, come on, you're going to have to go through worse while you're here, I'm not gonna chop your arm off, chill out."

He walked closer, trapping me against the wall and grabbed my arm. I closed my eyes and tried to ignore what was happening now. I felt a sting in my arm and tried not to pay attention, yet somehow the fact its Axel slicing my arm up and not Xigbar made me feel better, but still it wasn't fun. I opened my eyes and Axel handed me my swords.

"Ok, next off we need to get you used to using these."

"What are we going to do" I asked as I used my coat to stop the bleeding.

The cut was thin and straight it would heal quickly and probably not leave a mark. The way the cut was made worried; me it was expertly done, this scared me. What exactly were these people doing here?