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Summary Thus Far:
Minami lived happily in her little villiage, not worrying about much more than daily things. When Heartless imvade her home, she's sure she's done for, until she obtains the Lockblade, a strange weapon indeed. Xemnas comes, claiming that even though the Lockblade chose her, it belongs to him. Needing an escape, Minami vanishes into the darkness...
Chapter 1: Who are you?
Riku ran past the Nobodies, defeating them with his Soul Eater. His young, agile body made it easy for him to dodge their attacks. Besides, these white shells were not his target. He was looking for Roxas. Defeating Roxas and bringing him back to the man in red would help Sora to awaken.
As he ran, Soul Eater began glowing in his hand. He glanced at it oddly, slowing down. The blade seemed to be drawn by a magnetic force, down past an odd tower. Deciding it must be a sign, he ran that way. As the light from his Keyblade shown brighter and brighter, he began hearing two voices, one male and one female.
Finally, the light from the weapon died and Riku let his full attention fall to the scene before him. A figure in a black cloak stood there, darkness fading around him. He had just arrived their, by Riku's judgment. Facing him was a girl he estimated to be slightly younger than himself with long, lavender hair. Her clothes-black pants with a white shirt covered by a black overcoat-seemed dirty, as if she'd been fighting recently. On her silver belt around her waist hung a silver chain that match the one on her sword, which was the strangest sight of all.
"I don't think you know who you're messing with here Mina, Xemnas isn't playing nice anymore. With the Keyblade master becoming a true threat once more, he wants the Lockblade back."
"Oh, really? And he sent his good little dog to come fetch it I'll bet." She took on a very alert stance and Riku noticed her muscles had tensed up. If the hooded figure tried anything, this 'Mina' girl would be ready.
"Hey, calm down. We're not here for Xemnas." Another figure appeared. His hood was withdrawn, revealing a youth with spiky blonde hair. "C'mon Axel, I know you're not fond of that hood."
"You know me too well Roxas." The red-haired man revealed his head as well, his features as relaxed as the blonde's. So, the young boy was Roxas, the one he had come here to find. Axel must have been with the Organization as well, but what of Mina?
"Okay then, why are you here?"
"I don't remember anyone telling you it was alright to ask questions. If you must know, I'm leaving the Organization."
"What?" An almost pained look came across Axel as he watched Roxas. It seemed like a signal to Riku that things needed to liven up.
"Are you Roxas?" He asked, looking solely at the blonde. The boy looked at him, and Riku knew he had a fight on his hands. This boy's eyes were keen like a fighter's.
"Maybe, who's asking?"
"I'm here to fight you."
"I may accept that challenge, but first, your name."
"Defeat me and I might tell you, or I might not."
"I accept." Riku's eye met Roxas' dead on and a bolt of electricity seemed to flash between them Axel and Mina both back up, knowing they would only be in the way if they did otherwise. Tension rose high in the air as blade clashed upon blades. Riku fought well, but in the end could not defeat Roxas.
"Come on Axel, let's go." The other Nobody nodded and both vanished into the shadows. Mina surveyed the area around her and judged that there was no more danger near her. The blade she held before disappeared and she ran over to the boy.
"Hey, that was pretty stupid." She pulled his hand away from a nasty wound on his torso. "Yep, downright idiotic."
"Get away from me." Despite the fury in his voice, Mina saw the shame in his eyes. He was a sore loser it seemed, and she didn't blame him. He'd seem quite driven before the duel began, the stakes must have been higher than she realized.
"You'll have to kill me to get privacy. Just let me help." She cast Cura on him and glared at him for a moment. "Take off you shirt." He looked at her as if she was crazy. "I won't molest you or anything; I just want to get a better look at your injury." Figuring he would have no other choice, Riku shrugged off his upper coverings and allowed her to survey the damage.
As she took some cloth from her pocket to clean it up with, he took a moment to study her. Her weapon was gone and she seemed unarmed at the moment. As she moved her neck to the side, he noticed dog tags adorning her neck, but could not read what was engraved upon them. She turned to him again, wrapping his wounds in dry cloth. It hurt, but he had withstood worse. When she had finished, he met his eyes, ocean blue to blood red.
"What were you thinking, challenge Roxas?" Her voice was not harsh or judgmental, as so many Riku was used to. Her presence did not overwhelm; it was merely there.
"I needed to, to help a friend." It was more of an answer than he had expected to give, but it was vague enough to suit him. The farther this girl was from him, the better for her. This web he had entangled himself in-of darkness and light, of lies and truth-was better left solely to him. He was already guilty of so much evil, had already ruined far too many lives. He was a monster, a thing of darkness. To darkness, he needed to return, gather his power and defeat Roxas. Then, he would be able to revive Sora and he would have righted a small portion of all the wrongs he had committed.
"So, you're on a journey?"
What kind of thing was that to say? Oh well, might as well. "Yeah, I guess you could call it that." Riku figured that she seemed reasonable enough to leave, and soon. She was smart enough to stay away from him.
Of course, he'd been wrong before.
"Can I come?" It was as if his words had flipped a switch. She was no longer easy-going, but excited, almost hyperactive. Riku was reminded vaguely of Yuffie for a moment in this new attitude Mina was showing.
"No, now leave."
"Too bad, I'm coming with you!" She had apparently made up her mind about this, but how? She barely knew him! Was she off her rocker completely, or was this some kind of freaked out dream? Standing up, he winced. No, the pain was too real for it to be a dream.
"Why are you so insistent on this? You don't even know me. What if I'm plotting to kill you?"
"How could you be plotting to kill me," she asked almost teasingly, "If you didn't know you would see me here, or even who I am? Not to mention in your condition, you'd be chopped to bits before you laid a finger in my personal bubble. And you wouldn't be telling me to leave either. You're a good person, stop denying it!"
Riku was still looking at her funny. "But, why?"
"Because, ever since I left my home, I've had nothing to do, no meaning to my life. But you're obviously very driven, full of meaning and a passion for what you seek. If I could help someone like that, even just tagging along, maybe I could find purpose in my own life.
"I wouldn't slow you down either, I have my own weapon and I can fight well enough and take care of myself, if not lend a helping hand. Please!"
Riku groaned. He was too tired to argue with her, and she was too stubborn to argue with. Besides, she might come in handy. He had a feeling even if he cut her legs off, she'd find a way to follow him.
"Fine, but tell me, what's you name?"
Her eyes glittered with excitement and she pumped her fist into the air, letting out a victory cheer. When her legs hit the ground, she looked at him, her aura screaming her silent gratitude.
"Minami, but you can call me Mina, most people do now. How 'bout you?"
"Riku. But please, from now on, call meā¦Ansem."
Man, this might have been worse than the first chapter. Riku was probably way OOC, but I tried to have him as IC as possible. Still improving little by little and I'll try to keep updating my other stories AFAP. R&R please!
A/N: For those of you who will never guess it in a million years, AFAP means 'As Frequently As Possible' in my dictionary, so be aware of that in the future.
