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Chapter 1

8 years later

Summer. It was always the hottest part of the year, especially near a coastal town such as this. The sun shined high in the sky that day, it's radiance letting off a good amount of heat onto the earth below. The water from the ocean glistened in the beaming sun, not a single cloud in sight to interrupt its radiance. Waves rushed in and out of the shoreline, with various people occupying its pathway and waiting for the semi-coolness of the water to wipe away the brisk heat, even if only for a moment.

After all, that's what summer was supposed to be about. Being outside, enjoying the sunny beach, and spending time with others.

At least, that's how it was for most people.

A couple miles inland, there was a large two story house situated on top of a hill that almost overlooked the rest of the town. It consisted of a solid wooden frame from a first glance, with red details lining the parts that were not the natural wooden hue. Overall, it wasn't the fanciest place, but nearly everyone in the small town knew about it.

On the balcony of the second story, a boy stood outside, allowing the wind to brush his face as it made his spiky blond hair wave in return. He stared out at the bit of ocean that he could see, the color being reflected in his eyes.

"I wonder what all is out there… I can't help but wonder. I've always wanted to see it, but we usually don't get to go anywhere."

He stared for a bit longer, before holding up his hand towards where the ocean was, as if he could reach out to it from where he was. Though, of course that was not possible. He closed his eyes and allowed his mind to drift off into nothingness.

"You just gonna keep standing there like an idiot?"

The sudden presence of another voice shook him from his thoughts. He turned around to see who had spoken, even though the tone of the voice gave it away. His eyes then laid on another boy with black spiky hair that stuck out in many directions. He had a smirk on his face as the sun glinted inside of his amber-colored eyes.

"What is it Vanitas?" he asked his brother with an exasperated sigh.

"Dad called you quite a few times, but you never answered. So of course I had to come and see what was going on."

"Huh? He was calling me? What's he need?"

"I don't know, Roxas. Maybe you should go… and you know ask him," Vanitas replied before he rolled his eyes.

"Okay," Roxas replied before he moved away from his spot. As soon as he walked past Vanitas, he was caught in a headlock and his hair was being ruffled. "H-Hey! Cut it out Vanitas!"

"Why should I? Gotta ruffle my brother's hair whenever I get the chance," Vanitas taunted.

"Then go ruffle Sora's hair instead!"

"I already did, and now it is your turn, brother," Vanitas chuckled before finally letting go.

Roxas didn't respond and only walked by Vanitas, leaving him standing in the doorway.

Roxas marched his little legs down the stairs slowly, wondering what it was that his dad wanted to talk about. He thought that he might have an idea about what it was, but he wasn't really sure. Once he made it all the way down, he saw the familiar long, red, spiky hair around the corner close to the living room. He then entered the room and decided to make his presence known.

"You wanted to see me dad?"

The man turned around and looked down at Roxas. "Ah yes. I wanted to talk to you about something," he said simply with a half smile on his face, the other side of his mouth almost forming an indifference.

His dad was very tall and lanky, towering over any of them by a good bit. But despite there being so much distance between their heights, he could see those emerald eyes anywhere. His father would always wear the same color palette too, red and black. There was always some gingham pattern on the flannel shirts that he would wear. All of that made him unmistakable from anyone else.

"Come sit down with me for a moment," his father spoke up as he guided him towards the couch.

The two of them sat down rather quickly, as the red-haired man turned to his son. He then pulled out two blue items from his shirt pockets that he had on. "Here, some sea salt ice cream is always a good start to a conversation."

"All right!" Roxas shouted for joy. He took the ice cream quickly, beginning to eat it before it could start to melt. He always enjoyed the sea salt ice cream, and his father always insisted on eating it almost every day. That was one of the many things that Roxas liked about his dad.

The two of them sat there for a moment and ate quietly for a few seconds. Then the silence was once again broken. "Okay, so what I wanted to talk to you about. I know it's something I haven't really brought up in a while, but it's about that," he pointed towards Roxas's wrist. "Do you remember?"

Roxas's eyes shifted down towards the wristband that was on his lower arm. He turned part of it over to see there was an engraved part that read 'Roxas'. After he folded it back, he rubbed it gently, recalling the strange event that had happened before. "Yeah… I do."

5 years ago

A little Roxas sat on the couch reading a book, though he honestly wasn't reading anything, he was just looking at the pretty pictures. He hummed softly as he casually flipped through the pages, looking to see what happened next in the story.

Suddenly a little black haired child came running into the room. "Whatcha reading?"

Roxas looked up at the boy. He was Vanitas, one of his new older brothers. "Imma reading about a puppy walking in a park, but I dunno what some of the words say yet."

Vanitas stared at the book and then shrugged. "Maybe dad can read to you later. But I wanna talk!"

Roxas blinked a few times, taking in the energy that seemed to come off from his words. It was still new to him to have someone so full of energy always asking him questions and talking to him. But he was told that was how Vanitas and Sora were and he would get used to his brothers in no time.

"Talk?"

"Yeah talk."

"What you wanna talk about?"

"About your wristband," Vanitas said before pointing to the little checked wristband that was on Roxas's arm.

"Oh. What about?"

"Why are you always wearing it? Don't you ever wanna take it off?"

"Umm… Ahh… I dunno."

Vanitas wrinkled up his nose. "You don't know? How can ya not know?"

Roxas frowned. He didn't get what Vanitas was asking him. He didn't understand it either. He thought that everyone should have had a wristband like his, but everyone he met never did. Well there were some who did, but they were different and could take them off. He never could take his off his wrist, only fold it back to see his name on there.

"I dunno," Roxas answered again.

"You already said that," Vanitas replied before moving in closer.

"But… But I dunno," Roxs said again, not knowing what else to say. "Should I know?"

"I think you should! It's weird that you can't take it off! You've worn it every day since dad brought you home. Have you seriously been wearing it since before you were three?"

"Uh… how long ago is 'before I was three'?' Roxas asked.

"It means all the numbers that come before three," Vanitas replied sharply.

"Oooh. Um… let's see…" Roxas held up his hand. "One, two, three. I think so. I been wearing it that long."

"Ugh, this is going nowhere. Why don't you let me take it off and see what's with it."

Vanitas reached forward without warning, his hand wrapping around the wristband. He halfway expected Roxas to fight against it, but his new younger brother did no such thing. It would seem that Roxas was curious like he was with him looking back and forth between Vanitas and the wristband.

"What you doing?" Roxas asked simply, not really moving too much more.

"Well I said I wanted to take off the wristband. Just gotta get a good grip on it…"

Vanitas started to pull on the wristband, and it did start to budge a bit. But it was surprisingly much harder than he thought it would be. "Wow, what's this thing made of-"

He couldn't finish his sentence as a bright light emitted from the area around the wristband. Vanitas was suddenly pushed backwards by some sort of shockwave, as it lifted him off his feet. He lande a few feet away from Roxas, who was perfectly fine and still sitting where he was. A look of shock, then fear ran across Vanitas's face.

"W-What in the- What was that!?" he spoke with a shaky tone.

Roxas nearly looked scared with a shocked expression on his face too. "I dunno… I saw bright light and then you were there," he said, pointing at his older brother.

"But… but that doesn't… D-Dad!" Vanitas suddenly shouted.

A moment later the red headed father came running into the room followed by a little boy who almost looked identical to Vanitas except his hair was brown and his eyes blue.

Right away his father ran closer to Vanias. "Hey! What is it? What's wrong?"

"It's Roxas's wristband!" Vanitas shouted as he pointed to it. "It's all weird and stuff!"

"Weird? What do you mean?"

"I tried to take it off and then there was this light and it pushed me back!" Vantias stated before reaching out to his father. Even though whatever had happened was over, it still left him slightly shaken.

His father slowly picked him up and gave him a long stern look. "You know that you shouldn't go taking things from your little brother like that. Haven't I already explained this enough to you about not taking Sora's toys?"

"But this wasn't a toy! He never takes the wristband off! I just wanted to see what it was about… Something is weird about it!" Vanitas proclaimed.

"Is it really that weird?" Sora asked, who was now next to Roxas.

"I dunno. Vani tried taking off and then he was over there," Roxas replied.

"Well I think that we do not take off the wristband," Axel replied. "Okay? Let's make that a rule. Don't go playing with Roxas's wristband anymore, got it?"

Vanitas wanted to retort, but he decided against it. He and Sora each nodded in the direction of their father. "Yes sir," they both said in unison.

With them in agreement, the red-haired man turned to his newest son. "I know that you might not know what I'm talking about right now, but I'll figure something out about this at some point, okay?"

Present Day

"I was only three, but I never forgot that moment… hard to forget when your wristband does something weird and magical."

"Yeah, and I was pretty concerned about it too," Roxas's father replied. "And since then I have been trying to look into it, but there haven't been a lot of answers. Not till recently."

Roxas's eyes widened. "Huh? You mean you found out why I can't take it off or anything?"

His father shook his head. "Not exactly. But I found someone who could help maybe shed some light on the subject."

"So, that's good then right?"

"Yeah, I hope so. We will all be going to see her soon."

"When is soon, dad?"

"We will be going tomorrow. I'll tell Vanitas and Sora as well so they can be ready."

"You'll tell us what soon?" Sora's voice came from behind them.

"Yeah what is it? It's about Roxas right?" Vanitas followed up as he stood right beside his brother.

Their father sighed. "Okay I guess I'll tell you now. We are all going to see someone about Roxas's wristband. To put it simply."

"Aww but do we have to go?" Vanitas complained.

"Why don't you wanna go?" Sora questioned his brother. "I think it would be cool to see."

"I mean… I used to wanna know. I don't know… it's just stupid now."

"Hey Vanitas, watch your tone," he spoke sternly to the black-haired boy, who just shifted his head to the side.

"But, when are we gonna go dad?" Roxas spoke up. "I kinda wanna figure it out too."

"We're gonna be leaving early in the morning, around 7."

"What?!" Vanitas and Sora both yelled in unison.

"That's so early. I don't wanna go."

"Yeah, I'm with Vani now."

"Hey hey hey. That is when the woman can meet with us. This is my decision and that's what we are doing. Got it memorized?" he gestured to his head, but unlike usual, he gave a hard stare instead of a jokingly smirk.

Sora and Vanitas nodded in acknowledgement of their father. Roxas had already been looking forward to going, even though he was still unsure what to think about the whole situation. But he did want to find out about the item that had always been on his wrist as well. He felt an air of tension in the room at the moment though, but he was trying to figure out what to do.

"So, dad, what now then?" Roxas asked quietly.

"Well… there's not much else to prepare for besides just showing up at the place tomorrow. But for now, if your brothers behave, we'll watch some of that TV show you wanna watch."

"Ooh you mean the one about the secret organization?"

"Yep, that's the one."

All three of the boys were a bit more cheerful now as they tried their best to be good. Sora and Vanitas hopped up on the couch as they proceeded to get ready for their favorite show. Roxas was excited too, but his little mind kept wandering to the possibilities of the morrow. Would he find out something finally? He hoped he would, and it seemed like the longer he thought about it all, the further away it seemed.

He tried to shift his focus back to the show though after a slight nudge from his father. He looked up at the fiery redhead, who grinned down at him, as if telling him through a simple look to not worry too much. Roxas finally relaxed a bit more on the couch as they all enjoyed a bit of family time.

There we go. We're trying to get things rolling on the story here, and hopefully you all like where it's going. There are some interesting things planned next for sure though, so stay tuned for the next update.