Riku sat up wearily, craning his neck to get a good look at his reflection in the glass of water across the room. He frowned; he couldn't see. And he slowly began to realize he was in a freakishly detailed dream. That scared the hell out of him. He decided he probably couldn't die in the dream world, so he tested it by literally ripping his IVs of his veins. Then he jumped out of bed, spinning around in circles and practically watching his blood splatter all over in his off-white room. He grinned. He hated hospitals anyway. Riku suddenly had an amazing idea. Maybe Xion was here! He tore down the hallway, barely noticing how extremely empty it was. He burst into every room on his floor.
She mightn't be here yet, he thought, distressed. He sat in the middle of the hallway, running his fingers through his hair and sighing deeply.
"Riku?"
He looked up, his confusion etching his face. "Mom?"
"Is it really you," she asked stepping forward toward her frightened son.
"Why are you here," he asked, coldly.
"Son, aren't you going to give your mummy a warm hug?" the woman, his "mummy", tilted her head in a crazed fashion, like he does in front of Xion.
Riku felt goose bumps prickle up his arms. His eye twitched as the woman pulled out a steel-infused switchblade eagerly. He didn't give her a chance; he took off for his life.
Terra glared at the walls of Aqua's home. He tried calling her, Nathan, and even Nate's wife. No seemed to pick up.
"Mr. Terra?"
A small, timid voice tickled his ears. He turned around to see Aqua's little girl, Adele. He smiled. Maybe she knows where her mother is.
"Hello, Addy," he said, smiling, but the grim look on the ten-year-old's face made him stop. "What happened?"
"Mommy, Uncle Nathan, and Auntie Panacakes are all dead."
His eyes widened. When any Draggonet descendant holds a grim facial expression, you can tell they're not messing around. Apparently, Adele got those genes. "Explain," he whispered, barely grasping her words.
She held up a small red stone. "I teleported to Uncle's body. They're at the bottom of a chasm. In front of a hospital."
Terra sighed sorrowfully. "And Aqua?"
"Killed by my father. Witnessed by yours truly," she stated, a remnant of a tear trickling down her cheek. She scrubbed it away hurriedly. "I've cried too long. Right now you have to help me."
"What do you want me to do?"
"First, make me a sandwich. We'll talk over breakfast."
Terra raised an eyebrow. "Alright. Where's the kitchen?"
Roxas dialed the number again.
"Dammit! Pick up, will you!"
The ringing seemed to irritate him more than it should. He frustratedly chucked a couple pebbles at the pigeons in the parking lot of McDonald's. The busy tone dial beeped again, and Roxas stared at his own personal piece of worthless junk. His god-forsaken cell phone. He chucked it at the birds that almost seemed to be mocking him.
It seemed too sturdy to even take a scratch. He glared at it. He has tried calling Nami thousands of times and even tried to call her father. Distress flooded him.
"Damn," Roxas muttered as he quietly walked into the restaurant and up to the cashier.
"Hello! What would you like?" the perky woman behind the cash register asked.
He blinked. "Hey, do I...know you from somewhere?"
"What do you mean?"
Roxas shook his head. "Nevermi-"
Suddenly, everything went black...
Xion sat up, gasping. She whipped her head around to try and survey her surroundings. If she had any...
Total darkness surrounded her from all sides. She stood up, warily waiting for any signs of life. "Where the hell...am I?"
Her voice echoed. The temperature in that strange wasteland dropped considerably low. And if it was possible, it seemed to get even darker. Was she dreaming?
A bright spiraling ball of white light came barreling at her. She barely dodged it, and she felt a bit of blood drip down from where it nicked her. She reached for a weapon, and out of nowhere, a silver pistol formed in her hands. Xion has no magical abilities besides the basics. How did she manage to make the gun appear?
She pushed her thoughts aside as she began shooting at the hundreds of strange balls of light. They had multiplied immensely over such a short period.
Reloading, Xion tried to think of some sort of escape plan. Her mind was blank.
'What are these things?'
"W-w-we are Light Thieves. W-w-we do what our name implies."
Xion fired at the light blob that just talked. She continued firing as they continued reanimating. Reloading a tenth time, she began feeling weakened and tired. Usually she could do fifty rounds, easy. She couldn't understand why she was so sleepy. She yawned unintentionally. Her vision got blurry soon after. She stumbled and fell while still shooting the blurry white masses. Her body began to ache and she started trembling on the cold floor.
They surrounded her. She curled herself into a fetal position, knowing this wouldn't protect her enough. Tears started streaming down her face as they got closer and closer and closer.
She couldn't see. She couldn't feel. She couldn't hear or smell. Her senses were gone. She couldn't even remember her own name anymore. These "Light Thieves" or whatever the hell they were, they were erasing her memories.
They were erasing her mind completely.
Xion's body went limp.
Namine's pale skin helped her look the part of a corpse in the corner of the room. She was alive; you could barely see her breathing shallowly.
My baby, she thought, is probably dead from all those freaking chemicals they injected in my bloodstream. Kill me now, great goddesses.
Kairi stared at the wall, tears leaving streaks on the table. She had been stripped to her undergarments alone, and she was cold. Zexion was standing over her, the look on his face, that hungry, insane facial expression scared the hell out of her.
"What to do with you?" he whispered.
Axel burst through the doors angrily, making Larxene jump.
"She's dead! Why the hell did you send me to that empty house in the first place, Larxene?"
"How was I supposed to know? It's not like I live with her!"
"And you," he turned to Zexion, pointing an accusing finger, "Kairi and Namine did nothing wrong! So what if we cursed Kai! The gods will ruin her life for us. And who gives a shit if you and Namine share the same mom, who, mind you, is a goddess, giving you and Nami insanely abnormal abilities. Whoop-dee-freakin-do!"
Zexion walked up to Axel, punching him in the face. Larxene ran to try and break them up. Namine wearily picked herself up, unstrapping Kairi and handing her what was left of an old lab coat. She grabbed the other girl by her waist, silently mouthing a spell. And they were gone.
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