The Meaning of Existence
Chapter Three:Reminisce Your Memories:
A new path, opened. A new gateway, unlocked. The same face, but a different person. Confusion will plague minds. False memories... true memories... which will prevail? Destiny will intertwine between two, fate will have chosen. Old dreams will shatter, from their ruin, new dreams will be born. The search for the light, will now be more complex.
Twilight Town... a small, lively place where people all knew one another. Both Morix and Axel were notified that Roxas had lost his memories, but Axel refused to believe it until he's seen it himself. He couldn't accept the fact his best friend had forgotten about him. Morix on the other hand, had learned to accept it. She knew her hunch from back then was right, and she didn't like it one bit.
"Man... I can't believe we still haven't found Roxas yet." Axel sighed, looking around the town while being hidden in the shadows.
Morix pulled her hood over her head. "There." She pointed down at a figure chasing after a dusk, the weakest type of nobody, into the woods.
Axel smirked from under his hood. "Guess we'd better watch what happens to him"
Without another word, Axel disappeared into a cloud of darkness. Morix placed a hand on her forehead and sighed, but nonetheless, followed after him.
The dusk had stopped running, and turned to face Roxas. Axel watched from a tree, concealed by the shadows. He was curious as to what Roxas would do. Roxas lunged at the dusk, attempting to beat it with a rubber sword.
So this is where Roxas is... Man has he gotten rusty... Axel thought, watching the dusk evade Roxas's swings effortlessly.
Suddenly a keyblade materialized in Roxas's hands. He glanced down at his hands, surprised, but the shock quickly disappeared and he slashed at the dusk out of instinct. The dusk writhed in pain, then disappeared in a cloud of black and white.
"What was that thing...?" Roxas muttered to himself.
A cloud of darkness appeared on the tree branch next to Axel, it faded and revealed Morix.
"It seems he's really forgotten..." Morix spoke in a hushed tone only she and Axel could hear.
"Maybe he has..." Axel sighed, shaking his head "We can't stay here for long... after all this town is his creation."
"I know... maybe we should call it a day... I don't like the fact we have to drag Roxas back by force..." Morix stated, watching Roxas run back through the woods.
"We can't delay it either... otherwise our buddy Roxas is gonna fall into his hands without knowing it." Axel placed a hand on his forehead.
"Let's try in three days... There's going to be a "Struggle Tournament" which makes it a perfect opportunity to take him back... and if we act too quickly, he's going to find out..." Morix suggested, leaning against the tree.
Axel smirked "Yeah... We'd better get goin' " After this was said, Axel disappeared in darkness.
Morix sighed, Again with that habit of yours... leaving without warning... She shook her head and disappeared in a cloud of her own darkness.
The day of the struggle tournament, everyone was fired up, cheers and praises rang throughout town. Roxas had gone against his best friend, Hayner, and won. Seifer had gone against Vivi and lost. This was the last match of the struggle tournament and the winner would have a chance to face the champion Setzer and achieve the champion's belt.
"Go Roxas! You can do it!" Olette cheered, jumping up and down.
"Roxas! You can beat him! Go!" Hayner hollered, punching the air.
"Go Roxas!" Pence shouted over the cheers of the other people.
Roxas stood facing Vivi, each of them gripping onto their struggle weapons. The referee announced, "Begin!"
Roxas leapt at Vivi, dodging his unpredictable moves and managing to strike him once. He ran towards the orbs and picked them up, jumping to avoid another of Vivi's swings. Vivi's back was exposed to Roxas, and he took this opportunity to try to strike him, but before Roxas could land a hit, everyone's motions ceased. Roxas looked around confused, frightened. Dusks glided to the sandlot, all of them targeting Roxas. Roxas looked back at Vivi, and much to his surprise, Vivi had turned into a dusk as well.
Roxas's eyes widened, It's those things again!
Immediately after seeing them, he gripped onto his struggle weapon and prepared to fight.
The dusks charged at him, and Roxas swung his struggle weapon, which materialized into a keyblade as soon as he swung it. The dusk squirmed in pain, and disappeared, but more dusks charged at him. Roxas growled in frustration and continued to swing the keyblade wildly at the dusks, each of them disappearing once stricken, until there were no more left. Roxas panted heavily, tired from the fight. All of a sudden, he heard clapping and whirled around to face a cloaked figure.
"Roxas. All right. Fight fight fight." The figure strode towards Roxas.
Roxas looked at the stranger cautiously, confused on how he knew his name.
"You really don't remember?" The figure asked "It's me. You know, Axel." Axel removed his hood and smirked down at Roxas.
Morix sat on the roof of a house with her arms crossed in front of her body, staring down at her friends.
"Axel?" Roxas queried, showing he held no memory of that name.
Morix leapt down from the roof and walked next to Axel "Long time no see Roxas..." She removed her hood and turned her head to face him.
"How many of you are there?" Roxas questioned, tensing up.
Morix sighed and shook her head "I see you really have forgotten... You don't remember me? Morix?"
"Morix..." Roxas looked at her and shook his head "Sorry... I don't know you..."
"Talk about blank with a capital "B." Man oh man... even the dusks aren't gonna crack this one..." Axel sighed, summoning his chakrams.
"Wait a sec! Tell me what's going on!" Roxas cried, lifting his hand in front of him.
"This town is his creation right?" Axel asked, looking around "Which means we don't have time for a Q and A." He got into a fighting stance. "You're coming with us, conscious or not, then you'll hear the story."
Morix looked at Axel "Are you fighting alone or do you need assistance?" she questioned, boredom evident in her voice.
"Nah, I can handle him... plus... I wanna see what he's been doing these past few months" Axel smirked, but it faded rather quickly for the atmosphere seemed to morph. "uh-oh."
Morix's eyes widened, and she glanced around vigilantly "We have to make this quick Axel..."
Roxas's eyes narrowed, he was growing aggravated.
"What's going ON!" Roxas shouted, hurling his keyblade onto the ground.
Roxas's narrowed eyes quickly widened in surprise when the keyblade returned to his hand. He gasped in shock and stared at the keyblade for a moment, before looking back at Axel.
"Number XIII. Roxas. The keyblade's chosen one" Axel stated, getting back into his fighting stance.
Morix sighed in irritation "Stop with the conversation. We don't have time for that." she snapped, knowing he could show up any minute.
Roxas's eyes narrowed again "Okay, fine! You asked for it!" he cried, gripping onto the keyblade and getting into his own fighting stance.
----SKIT TIME!----
Morix: Roxas is acting a little strange lately...
Axel: yeah... I don't think he knows...
Morix: Knows what?
Axel: That Sora kid... Roxas is his nobody.
Morix: What?
Axel: yeah, you heard me.
Morix: I don't know if this is good or bad...
Axel: Neither do I. On the upside, he has a chance to become whole again, but on the downside...
Morix: He won't be himself anymore... I know...
Roxas: What are you guys talking about?
Axel: Roxas! Um... we were just talking about...
Morix: it's nothing important. We were discussing about Xemnas's plans about the heartless.
Roxas: Hmm... alright...
Morix: you seem bothered by something... care to tell us?
Roxas: uh... yeah... Listen... I'm feeling some sort of connection between this Sora and me... but I can't really tell... any of you got any information about him?
Axel: The only thing I know is that he's the keyblade's chosen one, like you.
Morix: Since I'm a recent recruit, I only know of him from the meetings... there's not much I can tell you...
Roxas: I see... thanks. -walks off-
Axel: Roxas! Damn... he did it again...
Morix: ...He has a habit of leaving us now...