I present chapter 9, fairly short again, but eh, it's okay. BTW, to anyone keeping up with this, first of all thank you, but also, I must inform you that starting next week, it's going to be a LOT harder for me to keep this going. I'll be missing many weeks over the next 2 months for music camp, a trip to Mexico, trip to Washington D.C. for the band, band camps, blah blah blah etc. So anyway, I'll try as hard as I can, but there definetely won't be an update every day like I've been doing, I can assure you of that, lol R&R as always, and thnx for reading!
Chapter 9

Tronahex

His last visit to the Illusion hadn't been that chaotic. Eoxodem actually…he attacked me. He couldn't believe it. It was like something in a nightmare, everything was spiraling out of control, and he was merely a third player in the game, sitting back and watching. What else can I do?

Tronahex was furious at the thought of it. He felt useless in this mess, being a betrayer to the Chasers, and then joining the King to try and find peace. We weren't called Chasers for nothing. We chased our dreams to the very end, never stopping, and ultimately it would lead to our downfall into Emptiness, a fall into empty dreams and feelings. That's why he had left. It had been almost a year ago, he recalled.

Eoxodem was watching him intently. "I can't believe this, would you really leave us just to go to this King?"

Tronahex turned and looked with watery eyes at his best friend. "Eox, it's something I need to do. Being a Chaser has been the only thing I know, and the Keyblade…I think it's willing me to do this."

"Stop with that! You don't know anything about the Keyblade, just like the rest of us! Ansem thought he had taught us everything there was to know, but he couldn't have. That's why we need to stick together! We're the last of our kind, the remnants of the Keyblade War."

"I know, I know. Eox, it's just…there's something about ME in particular that I think Xehanort knows, something that I don't even know about myself."

"Like what? What could Xehanort know that you don't, especially if it's about you?"

"I'm not sure, it just feels like he knows something. Something important, something I should know. Almost like something from my past."

Eoxodem had been pacing around the room, not even looking at his friend during the conversation. Then something struck his mind. "Tronahex…" He turned and stared at Tronahex. "What if…what if you're…"

Tronahex turned looked at his own friend. "What? What if I'm what?"

Eoxodem held his hand up, and then letters began to appear in midair in front of him.

T-R-O-N-A-H-E-X

"Don't you see what I see? Watch." With a wave of his hand, Eoxodem completely changed the word, spelling it backwards.

X-E-H-A-N-O-R-T

What does it mean? Tronahex thought once again, just as he had done so many times before. Am I really…a part of Xehanort?

The Door was coming on fast now, and time slowed for Tronahex as he opened the Keyhole again. Slipping through, he noticed immediately he had ended up in Disney Castle, the grand palace that had been his home for the past year. I only hope the King and his companions are safe. If they got the note, the King would know what to do.

There were voices, coming at him fast now, and not only in his head. They sounded familiar to him, and then he knew. Kurix…Xa'kiir…Xehanort sent them? For what? The thought attacked his mind viciously. Eliminate the King. If that is their mission, I must stop them. The King surely needs more time before it can be done…

Suspense, sweet! lol Who is Tronahex really? What is this "Door"? And what exactly is the King up to? Find out next time...hopefully tonight if I can work fast enough! lol