I'm sorry! I know it's late at night amd you guys are probably trying to sleep, but I haf to finish this chapter tonight, so enjoy!

Chapter 20

Third Person~

DiZ and Naminé stood in the White Room. Naminé sat at the head of a long table, drawing.

DiZ stood behind her, thinking. Suddenly, Naminé looked up at him.

"Why can't I kill him?" she asked.

DiZ sighed "Because, if the last member of the Fair family is suddenly killed-like the rest of them-someone like that worthless Strife will come after us and destroy us. Look what happened the last time he broke in."

Naminé irritably crossed her arms. "I wasn't there." she grumbled.

"Stop pouting." DiZ commanded.

"Please!" she looked at the floor, then up at him.

DiZ sighed. "Fine. Go."

She jumped up, nearly busting heads with the large man behind her, and scampered out.

Xion~

I got home from school and dumped my stuff by the door.

I went to the fridge to get something to eat, when I saw a bright orange Sticky Note stuck to the cupboard.

"'XiXi, Dad and I have to work late, there's pizza in the fridge. Love you-Mom.' No parents, cold pizza. Am I at Roxas' house?" I grumbled, then felt guilty.

The phone rang. I picked it up. "Fair-I mean Strife resident's. Xion speaking."

"Yes, this is Eleana." a professional-sounding woman said. "I have a report on Roxas-(pause in which she read his last name off some paper) Fair. The one in-(yet another pause) a coma."

Yes because they're soo many comatose teenagers named Roxas.

"Yeah? What?" I asked, a little irked.

"He's awake. And the operation was a successes."

I tried to process what she'd just said.

"Hello?" she asked awkwardly.

I dropped the phone, leaving it dangling from the black cord, and sprinted out of the house. Not bothering to lock the door.

~x~

I ran through the hospital door.

"He's awake!" I called to Tseng, not noticing he wasn't there.

I jumped up and down slightly while the elevator rose.

I sprinted down the hall. I got to Roxas' room. The door was slightly open.

"Roxas!" I cried happily, bursting into the white space.

The room was empty.

The sheets had been pulled off the bed and onto the floor.

"What happe-" my voice died in my throat. For on the window was a blood red skull and crossbones. An A was in the middle of it's forehead.

"AVALANCHE." I whispered.

I was flying down the hall in a nanosecond, and through the front door in three.

I sped through Twilight Town with limitless energy. Dodging trashcans, civilians and the odd Moogle.

Ducking through the hole in the wall, I emerged in the hot, humid forest.

I couldn't see anything through my fear and the dark greenness (it's a word), thus I slammed into a tree trunk.

I bounced up, and though my forehead was gushing blood, I ran to a spot that was slightly less dark.

I bursted out of the suffocating collection of trees, AVALANCHE's base loomed in front of me.

After a moment's hesitation, I ran to and through the doors.

Like before, the main room was empty. I looked up the stairs and remembered Zack and my dad coming out of that door.

I emerged in a library. Well...sort of.

Where the floor should have been, was a hallowed out space.

I descended a flight of stairs. Two doors were in front of me.

I was wondering which one I should go through, when a horrible scream rang out.

I froze. "Was that...?" I shook my head. "Roxas...?"

I pushed open the door from which the terrible sound came from.

It was dark but my eyes adjusted quickly.

I saw a girl in white leaning over something, she was laughing insanely.

She stepped back and I could see blood dripping from her fingers.

Then I saw the body.

It was Roxas.

I pushed the girl away, she hit the wall and fell to the floor.

I leaned over my friend. Long claw marks decorated his arms and neck. Blood colored the tips of his blonde hair crimson.

"Roxas!"I gasped

His eyes were just barely opened. "Xion..." he breathed.

Tears poured from my eyes, falling like rain on his bloody hand.

"No...Roxas...no!" I sobbed.

He reached up with a slightly shaking hand and wiped away my tears.

"Xion...I..."

Suddenly, I felt four white-hot knives being dragged across my back. I screamed in pain.

And shot up in bed.

"Roxas!" I shouted. I leaped out of bed, ran down the hallway and out the door.

Yes, it was two in the morning and yes, I was wearing my vintage Robin pj's.

But did I care?

Nope, didn't think so.

I finally got to the hospital and, after nearly breaking down the door, was standing in front of Tseng (does this man ever sleep?!)

"Little late to be out, isn't it?" he asked in his usual monotonous drawl.

"I don't care!" I replied, lack of sleep and stress starting to get to me. I really liked Tseng, he was pretty cool (don't tell him I said that) but I had to get to Roxas.

"Alright, go." he flicked his wrist.

I started towards the elevator.

"Wait!" Tseng called. I stopped and spun around.

"Nice pajamas." he smiled for the first time since I'v met him.

I was slightly stunned from the elevator to the top floor, but got over it once I stepped into the white hall.

"One...two...three...four..." I counted the door numbers as I passed them.

I got so caught up in my counting that I missed Roxas' room altogether!

Here's how it went:

"Twelve...thirteen...four...fourteen?" I had never noticed the fourteenth room, not once in the many times I had visited.

I (being the privacy-disrespecting sneak I am) looked into the window.

Empty.

"Hm...oh well." I murmured. Then I remembered the reason I was here and went to see him.

Said reason was-as expected-laying in the bed. I sat down in the plastic chair next to him.

"Hi Roxas...I had a dream...no, a nightmare...it was scary...I just had to make sure you're...you're alive..."

Nothing.

I slipped my hand into his. It was so cold. Why?

I looked at the bedside table.

Twenty-five seashells. After that first day, I made sure to always bring one when I visited.

Except today.

I hadn't visited that day (tried though).

I knew things weren't going well. Roxas was no longer responding to the light and sound tests, and comas are almost never this long.

I rested my forehead on his arm and was lulled to sleep by the faint beeping of the heart machine.

X

Look! Did you see that plotbunny? Isn't it cute? Can you guess what'll happen? Do you even know what I'm talking about? Did I scare anyone with Roxas' dream-death? Are these questions too intense for you? Yes? You can't take the heat!

...I'll stop now.