Jericho

It is the twentieth night of his training. Currently, Sora is resting fast asleep on his bed while the two of us discuss in his father's library.

"His powers are gradually increasing." Aros observes with a hint of praise in its voice.

I nodded in agreement.

For fourteen days, he spars with his Heartless to release some of his energy and prepare himself against Riku. For twelve hours a day, Sora is determined to learn all that he can, took breaks regularly, and sleeps for eight hours. The extra three hours he spends his time studying school subjects. If one of his lessons took a toll of him, I allowed him to do something else. The choice is either Aros can supervise him or take a nap. Since he doesn't like Aros' eyes peering over his shoulder, he decided to take a nap.

The next six days Aros found a stray moogle and brought it here. Sora asked it to synthesize items to contain his emotions, which is very different than those guys are used to do. For forty-eight hours, it tried to make a diagram of which ones to use. It is wise not to leave the spiky brunette alone, so Aros did all the work fighting Heartless and Nobodies. It returns with the specific ones as the creature requested. The fourth day, the moogle starts to work its magic. By the time they were done, the obstacles that were used to train Sora were blown to pieces.

"But his emotions can't be contained in this training." I pointed out.

"I agree. This afternoon, he almost destroyed the obstacles with four hits." It said as it shudders. The explanation for that reaction is because it got too close to his attack, nearly making it fade.

"That was because you were taunting him too much."

After a long silence, it asks, "Do you think we should...?"

I nod my head. "It is time."

It is early in the morning and the sun didn't even rise yet. I woke up to find Aros and Sora gone. There was no need to worry about the Heartless since it is time for his feed. Comparing to an Invisible, its will is stronger and therefore needs three hearts once a week.

Calmly, I found Sora carving his Keyblade into the wall, over his childish drawing with a girl. My only guess that girl was Kairi. It was written in older language than I'm used to but it says: I hate Riku and Kairi.

"Your arm must be tired by now." I stated as I enter the small cave.

He turns to face me, his irises are no longer blue but to his right are yellow, and the left is blood red. "Aros told me today's plan and I decided a head start shouldn't hurt."

I bowed down mockingly and walk out of the cave. Just before I made it back to his house, a girl around his age walks past me in a direction towards where I left. I just took a little glace at her face then focuses back on the path. No doubt that's Kairi, one of the seven princesses of hearts.

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Kairi

The silver-haired boy was rather strange and reminds me of someone else. Did he move in or just visit--I shook my head, there is no way someone from another world can come here. All the paths are blocked to how they were before. Just to make him more suspicious, he has a black coat. Is he...a Nobody?

For three weeks, Sora never did come out of his house. His mother said he's busy studying as a make-up for his absence in school and her eyes are... scared. I told Riku about the situation and he agrees, it is too fishy for Sora studying--he doesn't like going to school, if I might add--, missing out the beach, and a mother to tremble in fear. He said if that brunette ever comes out, he would knock him to his senses. I pleaded that Sora wouldn't be sent to a hospital and he said he would promise.

I wanted to go to the Secret Place as a reminder why I like Sora so much. I bend down my head low as I walk through the entrance to see the Paopu fruit drawing. When I got there, a boy who looks like him with black sunglasses on was looking at the drawing turns to face me.

"What are you doing here?" He asks as though he expected my presence.

"To see the drawing me and my—what happened here!" I exclaimed as I saw the childish sketch was graffiti-ed. I guess from where I was standing earlier, you couldn't tell there was something written here.

"Does my masterpiece disgust you? Because it should, Kairi." The shady boy smirks.

I whirl around at the familiar voice rang my ears. No, it can't be Sora… not the one I grew up with after all these years! I cover my hands over my ears and scream loudly.

I must have made him frown because he picks me off the ground with my upper arm, roughly.

"Deny all you want. This is no dream, this is reality." He spoke harshly into my ear as his grip tightens.

"Why...why are you doing this?" I ask.

Before he could answer, a voice echoes through the walls. "Sora, what the hell are you doing?!"

Much to my relief, Riku is there blocking the exit and he has Way to Dawn in his hand. He looks angry that his best friend is harming a friend they care about the most.

"Riku!" I cried as I reach out with my free arm towards him.

"Just harming her precious heart." He answers as he jerks my arm closer to him then caresses my jawbone as though I'm a fragile, newborn pet. I jerk my head away from his hand.

"Let me go Sora!" I demand in a tough voice. I'm really scared since he's not acting like the Sora I know.

I try to look behind those sunglasses and his eyes never met mine. My heart falters as I can't read what is going through his head. My eyes widen as I felt a strong force then felt something warm against my face after that I realized it is buried in Riku's chest. Somehow he shoved me across without dragging my feet across the floor. I look up and silver haired one's expression didn't change from before.

"Whatever you are doing, it has to end now!"

"It will..." He answered as Assassin and Dancer Nobodies appears behind him, "when you two are dead!" I silently utter an anguish cry. How could he... How could he say that? Sora tilt his head back and spoke a tongue I never heard before and Riku growls, gripping on the handle of the Keyblade until his knuckles turn white.

"Get up, Kairi, and get out of here. Our Sora is gone the one we know would never side with them." He said bitterly as his teal eyes never left the spiky brunette.

"But...what about Roxas?" A voice asks that wasn't my own.

"We can't worry about that now, Naminé." He answers.

I could feel her head nodding sadly and stays in her corner. I pick myself off and whispers, "Promise?"

He nods, not leaving his gaze, again and I start to run. I didn't look back since I know I will change my mind as my heart fears the worst did come.