holy shet, I almost forgot about this. This chapter's probably shorter than justin bieber's dong, but have mercy, hagwon's a bitch :( Because of that, next update I'm probably not even going to post a new chapter, I'm just going to add onto this one. So you won't be able to actually see that I updated it, but it'll be there.

eventually.

Also, thanks for teh reviews, I forgot to say that :D

Also, I'm gonna be in hagwon for quite a while so yeah :/ less chapters.

And now, back to the mysterious girl in the prologue...

It was so sudden.

They came in a screaming torrent, the memories, a hurricane that plunged her mind into a feral panic.

She was drowning, dying inside a flood of remembrance. Her eyes snapped open. She tried to jerk up her body from the mattress and fling off the covers, clutch and gasp at the surface, but there was none, only the one in her mind, so she struggled on, trying to escape the terror that grasped her.

Faces and voices flashed around her in the redolent waters. Figures in black coats sitting about a huge white room. Men and women clad in radiant armor, locked in roaring battle. And she saw herself again in her own arms, holding her hand, crying to herself not to let go-

She doubled over and retched into the mattress, her body spasming. It was too much - her mind couldn't hold it all. She would die like this. The memories would kill her. Axel and Roxas would find her slumped in her own bile, dead because she hadn't been able to find the surface in time.

She had to get out. It hurt, a massive throbbing in her head, but she didn't feel it, she only knew it was there. Her body felt far away, like she was watching it through a monitor and trying to control it with a computer. She felt herself lurch to her feet, and she realized air was coming out of her lungs and her lips forming words. She was screaming something, a name. "Sora". She had heard it before, but she couldn't remember where. Her own memories had been swept up somewhere in the larger torrent.

Suddenly she felt a light breaking through the surface. She could see it, and now she knew where the surface was, now if she could just get to it, she would be safe, the memories couldn't get her there.

She felt her feet break into a run, past the door and out into the cold night air, sprinting to somewhere she didn't know. She fell back and let her body guide her to the light; her mind was deteriorating, falling comatose.

And just as she thought she would really die, she broke out into the light, and the memories fell away from their constricting positions in her mind. The flood receded, and the hurricane died down. She felt her pieces shift back together into their proper places. As normal worldly sensations returned, she realized she was doubled over and panting from a long sprint; she took a moment, caught her breath.

But when she looked up, she was no longer in Axel's run-down living room. It was a place she had seen once before in person and countless times in the memory torrents - she stood before the abandoned mansion.

MERREH CHRISTMAS!

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