Updated. XD

Yeah.. Not much to say.

Thanks for all the reviews! I read them all, but just didn't reply to all of them.. But if you absolutely feel I need to reply to yours, tell me and I will. Whoo… lol

Been hooked on Stephen King's book 'The Stand' and completely forgot to try and upload stuff. Sorry. The next chapter I have will be alot longer, just wait a bit. I've got exams, but after I should be able to put up the chapter I've been waiting to put up for a LONG time, where something really great happens to Riku.

Wanna try and guess what it is? Ha ha...

NOTE: For an odd reason, documents seem to not be uploading for me quite as much and as fast as they used to. Story updates will be a tad slower, bear with me.

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Sora woke up to rays of sun flooding the living room of Axel's house, Axel sitting across from Sora with a frustrated look on his face as he stared at a book.

With a puzzled glance, Sora scratched his head.

"What are you reading?" He asked.

Axel turned back, a blush covering his face instantly.

"It's some stupid thing for school.." He mumbled, trying to speed through the subject.

"What about?" Sora questioned, crossing his arms.

"Uhh.. Ancient religions.. Things like that.." A small shrug. "Mostly native American religions."

"Huh," Sora said.

"Yeah… It must sound kind of dumb, but they've got some really cool things in here.. Like ah, uhm.. The art of bringing good harvests, sacrifices.."

Sora shuddered at the word.

"Talking to the dead, or bringing them back.." He rambled on.

"Bringing back?" Sora repeated, skeptical.

"Uhmmm.. Yeah?" Axel said confused, closing the book.

"Does.. It work? I mean.. Have you tried..?"

"Oh yeah.." Axel rolled his eyes, tone sarcastic. "I brought back my old puppy two weeks ago, I'm thinking of maybe my hamster now, maybe.."

Sora sighed.

Axel blinked. "What? Why anyway, why would you want to bring someone back?"

Sora blushed… Good question.

Wasn't he mad at Riku at the moment? The jerk, ruining his chances with Kairi.. But, then maybe Riku deserved a second chance.. After seeing all those terrible things..

"Hello?" Axel said, waving his hand in Sora's face.

Sora's eyes immediately stopped being glazed over, and he snapped awake.

"I was just asking who you'd want to bring back, and you got all sad looking… Is something wrong?" He said, cocking a brow.

"Ah, Uhmmm.. Nothing, no, nothings wrong," He said quickly, moving up from the sofa.

Axel had a question in his eyes, but shrugged it off.

"Hey, if you need anything, just ask, okay? And you can borrow this book, if you want.. I mean, I don't have to give it back to the library for about two weeks more." He handed it to Sora, who scanned over the pages.

"I don't know if it would help you, but I mean.." He shrugged.

Sora nodded. "Hey, thanks.." He said, forcing a smile.

"But, I should get home," He added. "My parents.. Might.. Eh," Axel nodded, grinning.

Sora walked out the door, scanning through the pages.

Yep, just about everything Axel had mentioned was here, even some extra things that made him a little sick.

Blood sacrifices? What was this religion based off of? Looking towards the back of the book, a little extra paragraph was written, saying something about Aztec and Mayan people.

He went pale for a second, glancing back through the pages. But then again, what the hell? He'd been through nothing but crap for the last few years of his life, and with a sigh, he closed the book and put it near his side as he reached the riverbank.

The water flow had slowed down to nothing but a gentle creek, but he was still a bit frightened about having to cross it. With a sigh, he jumped into the side of the riverbed, mud and water splashed all around him like a firecracker.

He crawled up the taller side towards home, and stared at his clothes. Not only were they covered in gunk and who knows what else, but know mud stains and dirt were all over them too.

With an annoyed sigh he rubbed his temples with his left hand, and continued on.

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When he entered his house, he glanced over the fridge and noticed a note from his mom, telling him she was at the store.

He went upstairs to the bathroom and got rid of his clothes, tossing them to the floor. He set the book down on the sink, and took a shower, getting rid of the mud and other stuff he'd acquired from the past two days.

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Sora was now in a pair of older jeans and a baggy t-shirt. With a loud yawn, he opened the book once again.

"The Art of Resurrection," He read aloud, glancing along the words.

"Must have something from the dead one… Gather four large candles, draw a circle around you in white, and repeatedly say the name of the lost one, starting with a whisper to a scream…"

He finished with a shiver as a cold breeze flew into the room, and he stood up to lock the window. He looked back to the book with an unsure look on his face, and cleared his throat.

"Riku!" He yelled loudly, his voice echoing around the house.

Silence was his only answer, but he looked around to make sure he hadn't just been sulking in the corner as usual.

"Riku?" He called again, softer.

His brows furrowed, and lips pressed into a thin line.

That was pretty odd for Riku, considering he usually always ran to him, whether his name was called or not.

A loud bang erupted from downstairs, and his eyes widened as his breath was caught in his throat.

"Riku?" He whispered, feeling oddly sick to his stomach.

Nothing returned the call, but he was sure someone was down there.

He slowly came down the stairs, feet seeming to glide.

A yelp erupted from him as something large tackled him to the floor, making him his head against a table and black out.

The last thing he could recall was seeing teeth.

And sharp ones.

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