What Is Fading

"Sora?" Tidus shakes Sora, who's asleep on the couch, "Sora, wake up!"

Sora opens his eyes a little and looks at him, and Sora's hair is white, and mirror's Roxas's hairstyle. His voice is hoarse when he speaks, "Tidus?"

Tidus looks at him worriedly, "You need to see a doctor.. You're getting worse. You've hardly left the couch in days and.. You're very pale.. And your hair.. It's white.."

"White..?" Sora tries to sit up and groans, not having the strength to do it. Tidus shakes his head, "You seriously need a doctor, you're really sick!"

Sora opens his mouth to refuse, but someone knocks on the door, interrupting him. Tidus frowns and goes to the door and Namine's there. She smiles at him, "Hi, Tidus, is Sora here?"

"He's really sick." Tidus replies.

"Sick?" Namine frowns, "Who's taking care of you then?"

"I am." he says.

She smiles sympathetically, "I'm sure you are, but you're still a kid, you need someone older than you to look after you. Do you mind if I come in?"

"Uh, sure." Tidus moves and lets her in. He calls out, "Sora, you're girlfriend's here!"

"She's not.." Sora moans hoarsely, wincing.

Namine comes up to him and gasps, "Oh, my god! Sora?!"

He looks at her and smiles weakly, "I look.. That bad.. Huh..?"

She puts her hand on his forehead, frowning, "No fever, but.. Sora, you're skin is so cold.."

"I don't.. Feel cold.." he states weakly.

She crosses her arms, her eyes conflicted, "There has to be something that can help you fight.. Whatever illness you've caught.."

"I feel.. Weird.. Like.. My life is.. Being sapped.. Away.." Sora coughs.

Namine's eyes darken, "Nice analogy.."

"Can you help him?" Tidus asks.

Namine shakes her head, "I'm not a doctor, but.. I don't know if he'd last long enough for a doctor to get here, we don't have a doctor in town. Our neighbor towns are pretty far away, a couple hours drive at the least. I do know a few herbal medicines though. I might be able to slow whatever illness this is.. Hopefully."

Tidus looks at her, "You think he's going to die?"

"I really don't know." Namine looks away, "I've never seen anything like this."

"Evangeline?"

Namine turns around and Roxas is standing at the end of the stairs and his hair is now dark brown and has Sora's hairstyle. He has Sora's original skin tone as well. Namine gasps, then frowns, "Who are you? Why do you look like Sora?!"

Roxas chuckles, "Surely you know the answer to that, Evangeline."

Namine's eyes widen, "Evangeline.. You think I'm-"

"Don't play me for a fool, witch, I know exactly who you are. How could you forget me after all the help we've been to one another?" Roxas smiles eerily at her.

She frowns, "I don't know what you're talking about.."

"R-Rox..as.." Sora coughs.

"Roxas?" Namine looks at Sora, then back at Roxas, "Sora, you know this guy?"

"You could say we're related." Roxas smirks, "Now, Miss Evangeline, The Divine, what are you doing here with these peasants?"

"Peasants?" Tidus frowns, "How did you even get in here?"

"Tidus has a point, how did you get in here?" Namine asks.

Roxas waves his hand, "That doesn't matter. My dear, I have a favor to ask of you once again. I will admit, you surprised me by gracing me with your presence once again."

"What favor..?" Namine asks slowly.

"I need another ring." Roxas smiles, showing the ring on his hand, "I finally found him."

Namine stares at him in confusion, "You want me to buy you a ring?"

"Buy me a-?" Roxas chuckles, "Quit messing around, Evangeline. I want you to make another magic ring so we can both walk in the sun."

Namine continues to stare in confusion, "Look, whoever you are, I can't make you a magic ring, I'm not Evangeline. She died a long, long time ago. My name is Namine."

Roxas frowns, glaring at her, "You're not Evangeline? But you look just like her."

"It's called genetics. I'm not a real witch, I can't make magic rings." Namine replies.

"Genetics. Of course. By genetics, you should have inherited her magic, so you can make me another ring." Roxas states.

"Leave.." Sora groans, trying to sit up, "Her.. Alone.. Roxas.."

Roxas looks at him and laughs, "You look like death, kid."

"You.. Did this.." Sora glares weakly, falling back on to the couch.

Roxas smirks, "I told you I'd get back what you stole, and I am. It'll be complete soon. I'd say you have about, two hours until you finally die."

"You did this to him?!" Namine glares at Roxas.

"N-Nam..ine.. Don't.. He's.. A vam..pire.." Sora whimpers.

Namine's eyes widen, "Vampire?"

"That's right, love." Roxas walks towards them, "I'm a vampire, and Miss Evangeline made sure I'd be alive today. You're her descendant, you have her powers, so you'll be making that ring for me."

"H-how about a deal?" Namine asks, panic shining in her eyes,

Roxas raises an eyebrow, "A deal? Explain."

"I-I'll make your ring.." Namine starts.

"No.." Sora shakes his head weakly, "Don't.."

"And you fix Sora." Namine finishes.

Roxas smiles slowly, "I suggest you get to making the ring then. Your friend will be dead soon."

"I-I need more time!" Namine speaks quickly, "If I have her magic, I need to tap into it, I've never been able to use magic, so I need time to surface it and learn the spell she used to make the first ring before I can make the second!"

"You want me to postpone his dying breath?" Roxas asks.

"Yes!" Namine gasps.

Roxas smirks, "No."