Hey! Here's chapter 2. Sorry I'm so late with this update, I didn't mean to take so long, but this semester is ending next week and I've had a lot of school work to do...but alas, I found the time between seeing musicals downtown and seeing Tegan and Sara live to post this. I hope you enjoy it.

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"Did you interfere in any way?" DiZ demanded when they were back in the mansion. Axel had disappeared, and DiZ and Vilixa had pulled themselves out of the virtual world. They ensured that Roxas was safe before leaving the control room.

"No," she said honestly. "I was watching him in the Struggle tournament, and one minute everything's fine, and the next, Axel's there and he's trying to take him back to the Organization."

"Why would he do that?" Naminé asked. "Why now?"

Vilixa shrugged her shoulders. "Axel said that he was following orders. Xemnas must want his Keyblade wielder back so that he can continue building Kingdom Hearts...and I guess he doesn't want Sora to wake up either."

"The restoration is at 79%," DiZ sighed. "There is only a fraction of Sora's memory that needs to be restored. I need you to ensure that he stays in that town and that he doesn't stray any more than he already has."

"I can do that," Vilixa nodded. "You can count on me."

"Keep him safe," Naminé smiled. "We're so close, Vilixa. Just a few days more."

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It was the fifth day of Roxas' existence in the alternate Twilight Town. Vilixa sat by the computer, bored, watching over him. He and the other three had engaged in a sort of scavenger hunt to search for the different "wonders" that were scattered all over the town.

"I remember hearing about those from Pence," Vilixa muttered to herself. "I was on a mission in the real Twilight Town...funny how these things repeat themselves here."

Her ears perked up as she heard footsteps coming down the stairs, but relaxed when she saw the familiar tall, cloaked figure approaching her.

"Hello, Riku," she said.

"How is he?" he asked.

She shrugged. "He seems to be alright, he's just exploring Sunset Terrace I think." She turned to look up at him, though she couldn't see his face underneath the hood. "Where've you been these past few days?"

He looked away and crossed his arms over his chest. "I had to help the king with some things," he answered. "You know how it is."

Looking back at the monitors, she replied, "Well, in reality, I don't...but out of respect to King Mickey and your privacy, I do."

"Hmm," he commented, a slight tone of amusement in his voice.

"Huh?" Vilixa's eyes scanned over the virtual copy of the mansion. "Listen. Naminé's talking to him."

"Naminé?" Roxas called, looking at one of the scribbled drawings on the wall. There were four figures, two in black cloaks that were off in the distance, and two that were closer up, one with blond hair and one with red spikes. "This is...me? And Axel's here too."

"You two are best friends," Naminé replied.

"Very funny."

Naminé paused, then collected her words and said, "Don't you want to know the truth about who you really are?"

Roxas thought to himself and said, "No one knows me better than me."

"You know these three, don't you?"Naminé asked, directing him to a sketch that was on the other side of the room. It was a drawing of a boy with brown, spiky hair, a giant dog and a giant duck.

"Yeah," Roxas responded. "Sora, Donald and Goofy. They're from the dreams."

"About a year ago, some things happened," Naminé explained. "And I had to take apart the memories chained together in Sora's heart. But now...I'm putting them all back exactly the way they were. It's taken me a long time, but pretty soon Sora will be his old self again. The process has been affecting you too, Roxas."

"You mean...the dreams?" Roxas asked.

Naminé answered, "Yes. You and Sora are connected. And in order for Sora to become completely whole again...he needs you."

"Me?" he asked, shocked. "What for?"

"You hold half of what he is," she responded. "He needs you, Roxas."

"I hope she knows what she's doing," Vilixa mumbled, biting her lip nervously. "If she tells him what I think she's about to, it'll crush him."

"He doesn't have a heart, Vilixa," Riku said, sounding a bit sad. "I don't think it'll affect him that much."

"You were never supposed to exist, Roxas," Naminé stated.

Roxas looked over at her with sadness evident in his eyes. "What?" he barely whispered. "How could you even say such a thing...even if it were true?"

"I'm sorry," Naminé lamented. "I guess some things really are better left unsaid."

"I can't watch anymore," Vilixa sighed. "Even if he doesn't have a heart, it doesn't mean we can toy with him like this." Riku stood silently and turned to leave. "Where are you going?"

"I have to talk to DiZ," he stated. "Don't worry." He walked up the stairs and disappeared. Something about it was unsettling though, and she followed him up to the main floor and crept down the stairs to Ansem's study. It was a large, almost empty room with a broken table left in the center of the floor and a few chairs to sit in that faced each other.

The door was cracked open, and Vilixa could hear voices coming from inside.

"Now, for the finishing touches," DiZ announced. "First, we must dispose of Naminé. She did a splendid job with Sora, but it's high time she disappeared. Roxas isn't the only one who wasn't meant to exist."

Vilixa gasped. "They can't do that to her..." she whispered to herself. "Has he gone mad?"

"Ansem, take care of it," DiZ ordered.

Vilixa bit her lip again and frowned sadly at how DiZ had addressed Riku. "He's not Ansem," she mumbled incoherently. "He's still Riku. He's still the same."

She saw Riku get up to leave and she immediately bolted, practically flying back up the stairs and into her room, slamming the door behind her. Hundreds of thoughts were whizzing around in her mind. How could they just get rid of Naminé? Dispose of her as if she was nothing more than a useless object? And if that was how they thought of the one who had done so much to revive Sora and all of his memories, what would become of herself?

After all, she too was never meant to exist.

The sun started to set along the horizon and soaked the world in a deep golden bath. Vilixa watched as the clouds gave way to let the stars sparkle in the sky, the full moon hanging low and casting its silver shadow across all of Twilight Town.

In the library, the abandoned computer in the master control room started to buzz as a voice droned, "Restoration at 97%."

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