'I have to finish this alone?'
He was alone. Standing in an absolute darkness. He felt suffocated; He couldn't stand the darkness. There had to be a way out. He blinked, and the next thing he knew, he was standing on firm brick road. His gloved hands clenched into fists, his eyes shut tight.
"I have to do this again?" He shouted as he opened his eyes. A few white doves flew off from the road ahead of him. One flew over him, and a feather drifted down in front of him. He snatched it quickly with his hand.
"So familiar..." He whispered as the feather fell from his now limp hand and drifted down the long brick road. It had reminded him of something that had happened a long time ago... something he couldn't remember. That witch hadn't given him everything back. He wanted it back. He wanted it all. It was his after all, so didn't he deserve it?
Light footsteps could barely be heard behind the teen. He turned his chestnut-topped head quickly, and glared at the result his eyes had given him. "You!" He shouted as he stepped with his right foot, as if stomping in anger. "You didn't give me everything back! Bits and pieces... I can remember. But the rest, it's a blur. What did you do?"
Her eyes widened in fear of the boy's hostility. She knew his strengths... and she was much weaker. "Someone else has them." She said quietly. It was the truth. She had given the memories he wanted to another boy. She smiled, looking at the boy with greed. Oh how she wanted him. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get that wench out of his mind.
"You'll have to find him, though." She said with a giggle. The boy he searched for had met with him once before, but he didn't know it. The witch only used him for her selfish desires, after all. She used those memories to turn him into what she couldn't have... but they had taken him. "Good luck, Sora." She said with a smile, and vanished.