Ahahahaha I had to put the Santa thing in. (yes I actually did that… and it was to someone dad!! XD) Well anyway I worked on this chapter while I was Rping, it was crazy, and I'm surprised I didn't accidentally mix the two together. I tried a different writing style –kind of- with Dox, I gave her more of a personality and I wanted to have more fun with her. Plus I was writing this chapter while listening to MSI… sooo it's a little more …um… FUN! Heh… yes …fun…;; Well I hope you like it.

Don't forget to read the little part of my Gaara story and let me know what you think.

I stretched while opening my eyes, which is funny because I never remembered closing them in the first place. In fact I don't really remember much of anything, and why does my head hurt? I rubbed my head and looked around expecting to see my old room, or maybe something resembling it, at the very least something gray. Instead I was greeted with dark purples, blacks, and greens, as well as a long row of purple bars about four feet in front of me. I looked around and noticed I was in a small cage, it was only about four feet in width about eight feet in length and only as tall as me. Now for some reason I had this funny feeling that this wasn't my new room. I stood up and walked towards the bars to try and get a better look at where I might be. I grabbed on to the bars and when I did I felt a blinding pain rush though my finger tips to my palms. I screamed and pulled back pulling my hands in close to myself. I started to panic, this defiantly wasn't my new room. But why would Axel put me in here? My heart banged against my chest as I pulled my hands away from my stomach to inspect the damage that had been done to them. I brought my hands close to my face since it was so dark it was hard to see. I looked at each hand and thankfully there wasn't any damage. I let out a soft sigh and sat down in the middle of the prison I was now confined to. I looked around it, the back of the cell was a black wall that looked like you fall into it, and never stop falling, and the sides and front were made of the purple bars. So basically, I am screwed. I pulled my knees up to my chest and put my chin on them. Just then I felt another presence around me.

"Axel?"

I questioned and gulped, knowing full well Axel wasn't there.

"Guess again."

A dark voice answered that I couldn't quite put my finger on.

"Riku?"

I guessed again, knowing very well this wasn't Riku either.

"No."

The voice replied and I could tell they moved closer.

"Santa?"

I asked and laughed.

"Why you insolent little!"

Just then a long staff came right up to my face.

"If you were so important to those little brats I'd do away with right now." The dark figured growled and that's when it hit me, quiet literally in fact, I knew who this person was.

"Maleficent?"

I whispered.

"Correct," She said slyly, "and if I were you, I'd be more careful about how I act. Those brats don't have to find you alive."

She said and laughed. I really hate that woman. I sighed and sat back down with my back against the wall, I brought my knees up to my chest and put my chin back on them. When I felt another presence in the room, with is with people today? I sighed and stood up again.

"Maleficent, you've done all your threatening for the day, can't you just leave a girl alone to wallow in self pity?"

I grumbled.

"It's not Maleficent."

I loud voice boomed.

"Oh no."

I mumbled and shook my head, what did he want?

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Gaara Story

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I woke up; can you wake up if you're dead? Then it hit me, I'm alive? But how? I heard some one talking around me but I still couldn't see anything. I raised my arm, it felt its normal light weight, and I then put my hand over my eyes. I felt something on them, no wonder I couldn't see, I pulled the cloth that was over them down, my vision was still a little blurred but I didn't know if that was because of the poisoning or because they had been shut for so long. I began to sit up but I felt a hand on my shoulder push me back down and they mumbled something about me still being too weak. I rolled my eyes and sat up.

"I-I am not."

Was the only phrase I could say before I felt my throat become bone dry and I began coughing, God I needed a drink.

Finally my eyes became adjusted and I could everything around me. I was in room with off white walls, and it looked pretty plain. I tried to stand but I couldn't, so I looked around for any one who could help. Just then a boy walked in, he had stunning eyes, and red hair. He handed me a glass of water and began to walk out. I reached out my hand and grabbed his pants leg and tried to pull him over but he just shrugged me off and walked out of the room, jerk.