Author's Notes: You know I'm extremely thankful for all of the reviews. As I look back on the fic, I never realized that it would be this popular and that I would start a trend of Anti-Sora fics. I simply wrote it because it was a good idea and I needed something to do. Before I start talking about the fanfiction itself, I would like to do some promoting. As you all know, we do have people that are starting new Anti-Sora fanfiction. We must support them as much as we can. Please note Danger of Despair as one to look out for.

As for Twilight Existence, this chapter has a HUGE PLOT TWIST! Don't worry, it won't be too traumatic.

Enjoy.

Chapter 9

Beast's Castle

Anti-Sora:

All of my senses were sharpened. I was not going to let anyone ambush me again. I was in a very bad mood today. While prowling along the forest floor I was ambushed by Nobodies earlier. They were of the Dusk variety—very slippery, very fast. I defended myself well, but I needed rest. I was exhausted from all of the running and use of energy. So now, I was bathing in the rays of the moon in a small corner of the giant courtyard.

I checked on Sora. Nothing new. He was still allowing me to take control whenever I wanted. Distantly, I began to wonder if killing Mickey would have made him happy. I should have killed him for issuing that order. Fortunately for us, Beast and Belle hadn't received the order. We had obtained peace for the moment. It wouldn't last long.

I stood up on my haunches and stretched carefully. How long would it be before they found us again? The scent of the Nobody wafted up my nostrils. I returned my vision to normal and scanned the courtyard.

Don't they ever quit?

Two dragoons dropped down into the center, brandishing their spears. Then just as suddenly as they appeared, they disappeared.

They were jumping.

I took off towards the castle. Dragoons descended to the ground inches from where I had started. I slowed down and ran back over to them. Before one could rise, I attacked with my claws. The creature screamed and attempted to get away from me. I used my weight to force it down to the ground and punctured its neck with my claws.

The other dragoon had disappeared. It was jumping again. I leapt off to the side of the fallen, dying Nobody. The other dragoon crashed down right in the center of the Nobody effectively killing it. I went right for the living dragoon's face, tearing at it violently. It was over. I took a deep breath and sat down.

Usually, there's more than two. A trap.

The Nobody scent was still very strong in the air. A strong wind blew through the courtyard. The hairs on the back of my neck rose. I eased down on all fours and bared my set of fangs threateningly.

Come out now.

A man dressed in a black trench coat walked into view. He was lightly tanned and had long braids that rested partially on his shoulders and on his back. On all sides of him, hovered a long polearm—a spear. In total, there were six spears around him. There was a powerful aura oozing from his body. He was a Nobody.

Wonderful.

"I am Xaldin, Number Three of the 13th Order. Sora I am to retrieve and return you to the Organization."

"And if I refuse?" I asked.

"You won't."

All of a sudden, the spears disappeared from his side. I didn't waste time by looking around for them. I just took off running around the courtyard. Spears crashed all around me, coming down inches away from my body.

Damn, he was fast.

I stopped. Xaldin had disappeared and so had the spears. My eyes picked up a sound directly above me. He was like the dragoons. I jumped off to the side, narrowly avoiding Xaldin's descent. However, I was slammed into the wall by the resulting shockwave. I stumbled back onto my feet, only to have another spear heading my way. I managed to dodge, but a searing pain down my left arm told me different.

Unbelievable. All this and I still didn't get a hit on him. Focus. You can make that bastard pay.

Xaldin sent his spears at me again. I broke into a run and jumped on top of them. Using the spears as a springboard, I propelled myself right at him. He couldn't get away before my claws met the flesh of his shoulder. I dug in deeply. He screamed and I found myself flying across the courtyard. I hit the wall violently and slumped to the ground.

My vision blurred. I couldn't get up right away; I was dazed. What could I do? Xaldin started towards me.

I will not let us be captured!

All of a sudden, energy exploded out from my form and filled the courtyard. Xaldin was caught in it instantly and began to fade. It was good that he was gone…but I was exhausted. I was so…

Don't worry. Just rest. I got you.

Who was that speaking? Before I could respond, my world tumbled into darkness.

Donald:

The energy in the courtyard disappeared just as soon as it came. We walked into it with weapons as the ready. There was nothing moving around…

"He's over there by the wall," Mickey said softly.

Goofy and I moved over to him first.

Sora was leaning against the wall, completely unconscious. His hair was no longer spiky like it used to be. Instead, it was long and straight, flowing onto his shoulder. That was my best friend lying there.

"The Organization must have tried to retrieve him. Donald, Goofy restrain him and return to Hollow Bastion with me."

Hollow Bastion

12:37 P.M.

Anti-Sora:

I regained consciousness in the same room that I was imprisoned in a week ago. I was not happy. Mickey was going to die this time, regardless of Sora's emotions. I attempted to lift my arm and found that I could without restriction.

This is a sick joke. Why would Mickey put me in a room and not restrain me?

I was dreaming. Yeah, that's it. I had to be dreaming.

I reached up and pinched my cheek.

I wasn't dreaming.

"Sowa, you're awake!"

Donald? Didn't he know the difference between me and Sora?

The dusk rushed up and hugged my leg.

"Why am I back here?" I asked softly.

"The Organization had attacked you in Beast's world. We found you against the wall in the courtyard, unconscious."

I was wounded too, wasn't I?

I glanced at my arm. Nothing. I was perfectly fine.

"I see. What about King Mickey?"

I needed to know what the mouse king was going to do. As far as I'm concerned, we were the enemies of what was right and just: a perversion.

"He checked you out before we left. He said you seemed normal. Maybe Xaldin had helped banish your dark side."

But I'm in control of the body now. So that means…

I checked the back of my mind. Nothing. Not even a hint of Sora's presence. He was gone…

"I've never known your eyes to be yellow, Sowa," Donald commented.

"I want to go out into the fresh air, please," I requested, ignoring his comment.

"Sure, the king said it would be ok."

Even if the king said it wasn't ok, I would have gone anyway. I stood up and walked out of the room briskly, leaving Donald behind in my wake. Once I emerged outside, my senses went into overload.

Yep, this was not a dream.

"Sora, look who I got for you!"

Mickey. Time to die for bringing me here.

I turned and saw Mickey with a redheaded girl. She seemed familiar, but I didn't care. That was not my concern.

"Sora! It's so good to see you!" The girl exclaimed.

"Who are you?" I asked off-handedly.

"I'm Kairi. Don't you remember me?"

Who cares?

"No. And why should I care?"

Kairi gasped.

"What happened to you?"

"Nothing really," I answered softly.

"He hasn't been feeling well lately," Mickey said loudly.

So you haven't told her, have you?

"I've killed so many people, Kairi. I've bathed myself in the blood of the innocent. I've even feasted on hearts. You know, they taste pretty good raw."

"You bastard!" Kairi screamed as she ran towards me.

As soon as she got close, she attempted to slap me. I grabbed her wrist, twisted it savagely and pushed her away.

"I am not Sora anymore. I am his Anti-existence, the Anti-Sora. Since you helped me out by allowing full use of his body, Mickey, I will give you a beautiful death."