Author: thanx for the reviews guys, I really appreciate it, It's taking me a long time to upload cuz I hav exams coming up,anyway, enjoy and R&R!

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"Time?" Roxas backed away from Marluxia, but his eyes on Namine. "time for what?"

"Roxas..." Namine whispered. "If you won't join the Organization, they will disown you, leading you back to the crossroads. And whatever path you choose...you'll be lost forever..."

"Lost?"

"That is the fate of a Nobody-"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT! I AM somebody. I exist, don't I?" Roxas cried out.

"You exist, but you don't exist," Marluxia said, eyeing Roxas. "In this world, in this realm, in this...universe... Nobodies don't exist on people's lives." Before Roxas could reply, Marluxia sneered, and then asked, "Tell me Roxas, do you know who you are right now?"

Roxas glared at him, taking a step back. He couldn't answer Marluxia because he didn't know. He glanced at Namine who stared back at him, then to Axel who leaned in on the wall, arms folded. "I...I...I don't..."

He looked to Namine, who averted his eyes, but slowly said, "Roxas...your reality is here...you belong here...nowhere else...Organization XII is a group of incomplete people...what they lack...is a heart..."

Nothing made sense to Roxas, as he stared, helpless to do anything. "I...I don't have a heart?" He took a step back. Nothing made sense anymore. Nothing mattered anymore. Slowly, the truth finally sinks in. It felt like a knife, slowly digging through his chest, the pain slowly seeping from within.

Axel watched him with intent, and grabbed Namine by the shoulder. "Come, it's time to meet our guests." Roxas looked to Axel who didn't say anything, but just led Namine into the blob he just conjured.

"Roxas..." Namine whispered before disappearing.

"Marluxia looked back at them, before turning to Roxas. "Come, the master awaits your arrival," and with that, he conjured another blob of something. "I have no time to come with you. I must attend to some business."

He stepped back as Roxas walked towards the portal. He looked back at Marluxia, before entering and his world turned to eternal darkness.

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"Ah-" he took a step back so as not to lose his balance. He looked around. Eternal darkness. He was in a world where nothing happy exists. He looked and saw a tall skyscraper, and on top of it all were about 4 to 5 big screens. But nothing was on, except for fuzz.

Every building was just as gloomy as the other one, and their signs had weird names and symbols on it.

Shadows were moving back and forth, all around him. Most of them looked like shadows of normal people, and some were nothing but a black mist. There was a sign that read "Eternal" whose light was blinking on and off.

He takes a step forward, holding his breathe; but nothing happened. He sighed and slowly walked up to the skyscraper. By the right side of the scraper, he noticed there was an old truck, lying on its side. It looked as if it crashed through the gargoyle statue because half of its wings were gone and it had a crack from its ear all the way down its crouched body.

The truck was blocking any path of entrance of the other side of the scraper.

To the left side of the scraper was another path that led to a foggy place. It was so thick that Roxas couldn't see what was on the other side. But it looked foreboding, that Roxas dared not enter in nor let it get the better of him.

He walked up the stairs til he was standing in front of the entrance. As he neared the door to the inside of the scraper, something suddenly moved that caught Roxas' eye and was just in time to jump out of the way.

A silver creature puffed out of the smoke, did a little loop in mid-air before it landed gracefully on its feet (or one may thing they're feet)

Roxas couldn't tell if the creature was looking at him for it had neither eyes nor mouth.

It cart wheeled towards Roxas, pausing every few seconds to change its directions. Roxas didn't have any weapon nor shield to either fight back or defend himself.

But the creature didn't do anything. It just danced around Roxas, doing a few cartwheels now and then. He hesitated, and then slowly he turned around, now staring at the door. He proceeded to push it open because it didn't have any handle or knob.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you."

"Wh-?"

Something heavy and powerful push, or rather, threw Roxas to the ground. He went sailing for about twenty seconds then lands on the ground. He slid a few inches before finally stopping. Everything hurt. Roxas doubled over in pain, and tried to get up.

He looks up and watched as the dark shadow slowly slithers its way back to the closing door. Shadows everywhere were frantically moving around but Roxas never noticed them as he watched the door close with a snap.

Then, as if nothing happened, the shadows resumed their misty walks. "Wh-what the heck was that?" Roxas stammered, dangerously swaying left and right, taking a few steps to prevent himself from falling.

"The guardian of the shadows," the blob of something appeared in front of Roxas. He got so used to it by now that he neither flinched nor cry out. "He won't allow any creature from the light to come inside the scraper," a hooded man steps out from the blob, but he didn't take off his hood.

"Why? Is there something hidden in that scraper that is so important?" Roxas muttered, looking past the hooded man's shoulder.

Roxas couldn't see his expression but he could imagine the hooded man smirking at him. "You do not know anything boy. This-" he raised his hand to point at the tall building. "-is the 'Memory's Skyscraper'. Hidden beneath that fortress lies all shadows and nobody's memories. It store our life, everything we've done, from the day we were created. If our memories are meddled by an outsider, the creature will break."

"Break?" Roxas gave him a look, not really following him. "You mean die?"

"We are not living therefore we cannot die," the man laughed, which surprised Roxas. "To die, Roxas, we first must be able to contain a heart within us. We are nothing but empty shells."

Roxas glared at the man. "Why do you people keep saying that? I'm alive aren't I? I can feel, touch, everything a living person does. We're not different from them."

"There is so very much to learn, you understand so little."

Roxas stared at him for a couple of seconds before turning to the scraper. "What I don't understand...is why I can't remember myself...Who I am before Axel found me. They say that Nobodies inherit their real human memories," he turns back to the hooded man. "Why can't I?"

"Now is not the time for me to tell you the truth. Now is the time for you to decide if you want to stay with the Organization or not," the hooded man replied. "If you go back to the crossroads, Roxas, you will never find your way back to us. You'll be lost forever."

Roxas stood there, unable to say anything. Then, he remembered what he said to Axel and he looks up, hesitated, then said, "We have nothing to lose, and everything to gain right?"

The hooded man sighed and (Roxas thought for a sleeting moment that he was smiling at him) said, "Of course."

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There I think it's longer than the other ones... not sure. anyway, hope you enjoyed it!