(Rikus Point of View)

Riku felt the energy rising inside him, it radiated off of him like fire and ice creating a mixture of sensations. He closed his eyes, focusing on that point of power that was his release, his Drive. He let his mind incase that power, then opened his eyes and let it erupt.

Sand flew from the ground, creating a small hole were he stood. His clothes had changed color. his white shirt was now dark blue, His vest was black. His jeans were now outlined in a dark purple and the rest was a dark blue. His skin was that nastolgic black and red that covered his body up to his neck, a horrifying reminder of the time he'd lost himself to the darkness of the heartless Ansems corrupt powers. and in his hands were not one, but two keyblades. One was his Way to Dawn, in the other was a strange keyblade, it was black and blue, it's form reminded him of shadows lineing the ocean waves, and the heart of the blade spoke its name to him.

Tranquil Darkness.

Riku spread his legs and crouched low, he held his keyblades loosely at his sides. The man he faced eyebrows rose in surprise.

"Well," the man began, "This is certainly Surprising." He held his blade horizontaly in front of him. "Lets begin then, if your willing to throw your life away."

Riku thrust Tranquil Darkness in front of him began to rapidly launch black orbs powered with darkness at the man. The man seemed to blur as he evaded the orbs faster than Riku could believe, which he did without ever moving a step. Riku halted the barrage and charged at the man, swinging Way to Dawn down at the mans head, which the man caught on the head of his own Keyblade. Riku used that to his advantage and quick as a snake twisted around, swinging Tranquil Darkness at the mans exposed ribs. But before the strike could land Riku was blinded with pain as he felt something solid connect with the side of his face.

He flew threw the air and landed softly in the sand. He felt blood driping from his mouth and his head ached. He forced himself to stand and saw who had hit him. It was the dark skinned boy he'd kicked through the door before he'd come outside. The boys hair was short and was spiked forward before it came down over one of his eyes. In his hand was a keblade that was red and yellow, the boy had introduced it as the Broken Horizon.

"Got 'im." The boy said panting. "He kick'd me really hard and e's fast. Didn' think I'd get here." Then he readied fimself to fight and the man in the white coat did the same. Kairi behind them now began to charge forward swinging her keyblade.

"Stop!" yelled Riku, knowing he'd giver her away but had to stop her before she got hurt. "Get out of here! Its to dangerous!"

Kairi seemed struck by his words. "But..."

"Now!" Riku yelled. and he watched her as she slowly backed away from the battle zone.

Then as if on cue the two opponents were on him, swinging their keyblades in what seemed like a practiced rythm. If he hadn't two Keyblades he'd be defeated instantly, and even with two it was difficult. He was completly on the defensive. Blocking and parrying blows aimed at his body and head. And sidesteping blows aimed at his feet.

Riku could feel his energy fading, his drive was wearing down and he couldn't hold it much longer, and when it failed he'd be done for. Both of the attackers swung horizontaly at Rikus body and he saw an out. He sumarsaulted over the attack landing behind the enemies. But instead of attacking Riku retreated to where Sora lay in the sand. He dropped to his knees next to Sora's limp body.

"Sora, please, if you can hear me. We need you." He looked up the two were charging at him again, readying for another assault.

"Sora! Get up you lazy bum!" Kairi screamed from her position away from the fight. Riku looked at her then back at the attackers. Then heard a groan next to him and looked at Sora, whose eyes were fluttering open.

(Soras point of View)

Sora heard Rikus voice, it sounded almost pleading. But Riku was dead. It was just a hallucination from the pain that his shadow was causing him with his Key of the Damned. Sora didn't know how he was still alive, he'd been stabbed and cut so many times it didnt seem natural.

"Sora! Get up you lazy bum!"

Sora suddenly seemed fully aware suddenly. It wasnt the pain. Sora forced himself to his arms and knee's. Now that he thought about it the pain he was feeling felt strange. Like it wasnt apart of him, like it was distant. Sora looked at his shadow, calmly strolling toard him on the sand. It had evolved more as it had tormented him. It now had red pupils and it had a black rim where the whites of the eyes would be and its vloths no longer matched soras. It wore a long coat rimmed with a blackish blue.

Sora stood and looked around. His surroundings shimmered and he knew where he was. This world was a lie. He called his Kingdom Key which appeared in a flash. He felt a new strength, his friends needed him.

"So you wish to fight? even knowing your friends are all dead?"

Sora simply lifted his key and aimed it at his shadow and watched as a bright light engulfed the world around him, banishing him and changing the world around him to the platform he'd previously been seen. He looked at the art on the floor. The crack in the floor spreading from the chest of his broken form seemed to bleed shadow. But he didnt have time to wonder what it ment. He closed his eyes and called to his friends with his heart. And when he opened his eyes He saw the moon and Riku looking at him.

Sora blinked, Riku was there? but something wasnt right, he'd sworn he'd seen the old Riku, the Ansem Riku. But he was there in his yellow jacket and jeans.

"Bout time you woke up." Riku said with a grin.