"We'll never be kids again, Sora. My heart has been tainted with the lust for power and the touch of darkness. I can't stay here with you and Kairi any longer."
"Riku?!"
Sora awoke. He was still in the same room, except now, the many beakers and test tubes were bubbling with strange concoctions of an unknown evil. Once again he surveyed the room. Nothing had changed other than the chemical tools. A dark rift opened in the middle of the room, twisting the apex of depth. Out stepped a black clad figure with a hood over his face.
"Sora, m'boy . . . how are you feeling?"
"I'd feel a lot better if I wasn't here with YOU!" Sora spat, twisting both of his wrists in their iron prison.
"That's a shame, as you won't be getting out of here for a while," the man laughed, "so get used to it."
Sora hung his head down and sighed in the face of his hopeless situation.
"Tell me, m'boy, I'd like to know . . . what do you know of the Nobodies?"
Sora glanced up and twisted his mouth into a savage frown. "Nothing I'd like to tell you, you filthy excuse for human."
The figure laughed in irony. "That is the point of a nobody, didn't you know? We are nothing but excuses for humans . . . husks left behind while a heart turns to darkness . . ."
"That's not true!! There's still people like Namine and Axel, who are willing to sacrifice themselves for others! Their sacrifice . . . it . . . it creates something that a dirty pig like you could never have!" The boy was flaming with an angry passion, "It creates friendship, and hope! You could never have hope, because you're nothing but the husk of a pathetic man who failed where many others succeeded!"
The phantom growled and dashed forward with the speed and agility of a cheetah and grabbed Sora's throat. "Watch your words carefully, boy. We nobodies have seen the horrors of non-existence, horrors which a child like yourself would fall to pieces when experienced."
Sora spat in the man's face. "I'm not a kid anymore. When I get out of this, you're going to be the first one to go, and then the rest of this stupid organization!!!"
The man released Sora's throat and wiped the spit from his face. Sora caught a glimpse of the assailant's hair: it was long and dirty blond. "We'll see . . ." the figure said ominously, and then summoned a portal out.
"Yes, we will . . . and I'll be waiting for it." Sora vowed.