This is it.

Lyrics belong to Evans Blue.

'Cuz they're still in you too low

All the voices you don't know

And they're still in you too low

All the choices that you chose

(Make the voices tell me who you are and who I am to be)

The blue eyes seemed to glow as they slowly opened, silently taking in the surrounding area. White was everywhere, she noted, rising to a sitting position.

Two men paused in their conversation across the room and began to approach. A sudden chill possessed her as her eyes landed on those golden orbs of the hooded one. The red-head

axel

walked beside him, emotionless. They came to a stop at the foot of the bed. The two stared each other down for the longest time, neither speaking a word. She had a bad feeling

it's him

about this man.

"How are you feeling?" he asked finally.

"I'm alright," she answered, tone guarded.

"And you remember?" He received no reply; he already knew the answer. It was definitely her. "So, then. Would you care to help us reach our goal?" A furious glare darkened her eyes.

"I'm sure I don't have a choice, do I?" she snapped.

"You make it sound so… unpleasant," he replied smoothly.

"What is your goal?" she asked impatiently. He chuckled.

"Kingdom Hearts," he said simply, turning away. "Axel. We must leave." Obediently, the Nobody made a portal and they both disappeared.

x x x x

They were gone for hours.

She had spent most of that time staring in distaste, whether the object of her gaze was the plain white bed, the luminous white walls, or the quasi-sword her pendant could become. She tossed the obsidian stick across the room, watching in annoyance as it clattered noisily to the floor.

For a fleeting moment, she wondered what they were up to. But then, another of those dark portals appeared, distracting her, and a frail blonde girl walked out, raising a hand to wave.

"Hello, Riley," she greeted.

She stared blankly at the girl

naminé

in confusion, finally saying, "That's not my name." A few seconds passed in silence. "What do you want?"

A genial smile adorned her lips and she offered her hand to the blue-haired girl. "Let's get you out of here, before they come back."

She shook her head. "Why should I trust you? You're obviously one of them." The blonde was flabbergasted. "I'm not going into any of those… things." She nodded toward the portal.

"But they'll be back soon! Please hurry!"

She shook her head again. "I'm not going."

With a nervous glance around the room, the girl left, however reluctantly. No sooner had the last wisps of her portal disappeared than more snaked their way into existence. The darkness faded to reveal the hooded man. She watched him warily.

"Come with me," he said simply, turning to walk toward the far end of the room.

"Why?" she called after him.

"There is something I think you would like to see." He laid a dark hand on the white wall and a bright glare showed an outline of a door. She stared at it in surprise.

"I didn't know there was a door here!" she exclaimed as she approached. He made no reply, instead walking on as a pair of Dusks appeared behind her to hurry her along in his wake.

She tried to turn back when he stepped into another of the mysterious portals, struggling as the lesser Nobodies tried to push her through. They succeeded and she emerged on the other side, gasping for air until they pulled her to her feet and forced her onward. Finally, the man stopped, waiting for his minions to disappear. They did so obediently and the two proceeded into the nearby room.

She froze when her eyes landed on what he'd brought her here to see. Her breath caught in her throat. No words stood to be formed; only faint, strangled noises passed her lips. Her mind whirred frantically, rendered unable to properly function. Finally, her knees weakened and buckled beneath her weight. She fell to the floor in a heap.

The man stood at the room's entrance, looking on silently, emotionlessly. He'd known the sight would evoke a reaction, but he'd never thought it would be so powerful. All he knew was that it was enough to cement her loyalty and willingness to assist him.

That was all he needed to know.

A noise behind him—he turned to face the intruder.

"Uh, Xigbar told me to come here," the boy explained. "Oh… Riley. Are… you okay?" She acted as if she hadn't heard him; in fact, she had not. "Riley…" He paused, noticing what had caught her attention. "What's—"

"You know what!" she yelled suddenly.

"I do?"

"How dare you lie to me?!" she demanded, leaping to her feet and rounding on him. "How dare you tell me you're someone you're not?! Me, who couldn't remember, couldn't tell the difference! How dare you?!"

"What—I didn't lie!" he protested. "I'm Roxas, just like I said!"

"Liar! How can you not even recognize that?!"

"There's nothing for me to recognize! Look, I don't know who you think I am, but—"

"LIAR!!" she shrieked. "That's not your name; you aren't Roxas! You're—"

It is done.

Yeah, I realize that it's a bit of a cliffhanger. But know this: I have at least two more stories to go in this little series. Also, I've decided to do something that may or may not please some of you readers, while others (most, probably) will probably miss the reference completely. Just wait. It'll show.

Anyway. I've started on the next fic and I hate the name; it's terribly unimaginative. I figure I'll drop an author's note here when I get it posted. Be patient if you want to read it - the author is lazy and swamped with work as is.

Really, though, I'll try to get it finished and posted as soon as I can. I just... haven't the slightest idea when that may be.