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Chapter 7
~Roxas~
I am going to save Xion. Right now.
Argh..! After I throw up in this trash can...Uuggghhhh...
Those stupid pills! And stupid me for taking so many!
I lay spread-eagle on the cold tile floor, tired and disoriented. I finally get up and put on my regular clothes (if you can call a long, hooded black coat regular), only falling down a few times. I pull on my heavy boots and start to the door. I decide to leave my gloves in my pocket for no real reason.
Once I get outside, the hall shifts and changes. The door I had just exited had gone from XIII to regular old 27.
I sigh, not really fazed anymore, and trudge down the hall.
I'm alone. I look around. I'm lost.
"I've never been in this part of the airport before." I mumble.
I continue down the long corridor, occasionally tripping on the hem of the coat. The door at the end gets no closer. After a while, I stumble and fall. I lay there, unable to do anything really. I feel so weak.
Xion.
I hear her name and lightning shoots through my veins. I bolt up and start running forward. The door gets bigger as I get closer until finally, I burst through.
I collapse on the cold asphalt outside, laughing like a maniac. I allow myself a minute to be crazy, but then I get up and start for the Tram Common, while realizing it's nighttime. Wow.
It's August, so the town is pretty empty. What with the people wanting to get out as soon as possible and stay away as long as they can. But a few kids stick around. I used to be one of those kids. Instead of a vacation, my dad took us to Sunset Hill and we camped there for days until he had to go back to work. We bought Sea-Salt Ice cream and Dad picked us up in his arms and pretended he was going to throw us off the hill.
Memories.
I run through the (thankfully abandoned) sandlot and enter the Tram Common, the weird energy still fueling me. I get to the hole in the bricks (which seems to have shrunk as I have grown) and slip through.
I know the moon shines down, but it's light can't quite cut through the thick canopy. The dense green is suffocating me as I run. It doesn't take long before I am standing in the front lawn of the "haunted mansion." The only things that haunt that place is the souls of AVALANCHE.
The bodies are still there too.
The gate doors are hanging off their hinges, so I easily plod through. One foot on the stone step, I take a deep breath and summon my Keyblade.
~Xion~
"Let me go you creep!" I scream as I am dragged through a land of darkness. I want to get back to Roxas. I need to!
I struggle against Sephiroth, kicking and screaming. Then, the darkness disappears, and we are in a room.
Sephiroth roughly pushes me into a wooden chair and I get a chance to look at my surroundings.
I am in a room with russet walls, with no windows. In front of me is an odd (but somehow familiar) group.
A short man with black hair and bluish armor stands with a very large man in a white t-shirt and camouflage pants, with some silver device on his left hand. In front of me three women stand. One is Riku's mother (which doesn't surprise me), another is a queenly-looking lady with short magenta hair and an oversized blue jacket. Slightly behind them, a brunette woman in all black stands with her arms at her sides and her head down.
She seems to be crying.
"Good work Sephy." Mrs-I mean Paine says, kissing him. I blanch.
A door opens and closes somewhere behind me. A man in a black cape, with red (bloody?) bandages wrapped around his head walks in with a petite girl with blonde hair in a short white dress. She is clutching what looks to be a sketch book.
The man observes me. "You did well Sephiroth." I gasp in realization. The man is the second voice from my dream.
The girl nods enthusiastically. "This will really kill him."
I figured they were talking about Roxas, but I am still confused. "'Him'?" I play dumb. "Who are you talking about?"
She hunches over her pad and scribbles something. She rips the page out and hands it to me. I look at it.
On the page is a picture of Roxas, drawn so well it could almost be a photograph. He is holding a black, key-shaped weapon at his side, a fierce look on his face. I am so intent on the picture, the sound of paper being ripped away from the metal spiral scares me.
The next picture is also of Roxas. This time he is knelt on the ground, cradling a small figure close to him. I look close and see tears dripping off his face. The figure is wearing a short, poofy dress and has choppy black hair. One pale hand is extended and lying dead on the floor. I realize with a start that the figure is me.
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Man, that chapter was long! Like a million words! Lol. Don't worry the next one will be longer. Oh and did anybody recognize the Warm Bodies reference? I know the movie's not out yet but that line is in every trailer.
On another note, happy almost Martin Luther King Day! Oh look Drake and Josh is on! I feel like a five year old! SO MUCH SUGAR!
Alrighty then, see ya!
