-1Alright. Im updating, thanks to some people who reviewed. Meh. I was thinking.. Why even bother updating, if people wont give up 15 seconds of their life to put, 'continue' or, 'I like it'.

Of course.. Better reviews then that are loved much more.

Hahaha.

Thanks everyone whose continued to review from day one. You guys are the best.

Alrighty then.

Here we go.

Disclaimer: Blah blah blah.. You know it.

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Roxas shuffled down the hall, arms wrapped around himself. He'd left Riku, who had appeared to have gone completely insane.. Alright, who was he kidding? Riku was completely insane.

"Gotta find Axel.." He whispered over and over, eyes determined, but his courage was fading with every last step down the hall.

He breathed in and out slowly, trying to relax his mind. Think of.. Icecream.. Mmm.. Icecream..

His stomach growled, and his eyes turned to sheer terror, spinning around to see what'd made the horrible noise.

"THAT'S IT, SCREW IT!" He screamed. "IM GETTING THE HELL OUT OF HERE!!" He began to sprint towards the opening, the 'heroic' feeling drained out of him.

Nope, Roxas wasn't a hero. He was nothing.

Gritting his teeth, he came to a halt, eyes tearing.

Yeah.

Nothing.

Nobody.

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A tall man stood in the kitchen before his wife, screaming at her about how the food wasn't cooked 'perfectly'.

She begged and pleaded with him, getting on her knees and clutching his shirt. "Please.." She cried, "Don't do this in front of him.."

A tiny eight year old boy was in the upstairs, clutching two of the rails, eyes opened in shock. He wanted to help his mom, he really did.

But he was so scared…

"Bitch! I work all damn day, busting my back for ten years! TEN YEARS! And you have the gall to let me come home to some shitty hamburgers for supper?! What do you do all day, anyway? Lay around?! This house is a fucking mess!"

"Please don't curse! Things will get better, I promise! I was looking for a job, and--"

He slapped her across the face, slamming her into the cabinets.

She sobbed uncontrollably know, and the man held his head in disgust. He walked into the living room, then turned his attention to the boy.

"You're just as pathetic as her. You're never gonna be anybody, kid. You're useless, stupid.." He laughed as the tiny boys eyes began to water.

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Roxas looked up angrily, eyes burning. "Alright, Axel. I'm gonna find you."

He moved on, breathing in and out more rationally.

Slowly, he moved to a jog, and got down the hallway pretty fast, until…

"Wha?" He blinked, staring in confusion.

The ceiling looked as if it had caved in, only.. There was a shiny, white room above it. Which was impossible.

This was a one story building.

An old shed.

"What the hell is going on..?" He stared, eyes widening a bit. Okay, okay.. Now he was scared. Shivers tingled along up and down his spine, but he knew there was only one way to go.

Gripping a hold of a beam, he cautiously lifted himself towards the pearly white room.

"Wow.. I don't know if I've just arrived in heaven, or am in a living hell.." Roxas joked to himself, trying to ease his fears.

Putting his hands on the clean, white floor, he pulled upwards, getting to his feet.

He breathed in, and slightly choked on the air. It was extremely muggy, and there was a strong smell of iron..

Or maybe it was blood.

Shaking the thought away, he continued on. If he didn't find Axel.. He would call the cops. Yeah.

They would know what to do.

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Short, I know.

Blah.