Kizu's Point of View
I suppose, I didn't have a choice.
"Riku! Will you just liste-!"
He lunged toward me and tried to slice off my arm. I quickly blocked it with my fan, but the force pushed me back. I fell on my rear and used my left hand to stop myself from falling on my back. My wounds throbbed, but I still needed to hold him off. Jumping back, Riku stood ready again, watching through his blindfolds.
I carefully stood back up, "Calm down and—"
Riku sent out several pale blue balls of darkness and I needed to block them. I twisted my right wrist in a circular motion, sending back the spheres.
"Will you just listen to me!?"
As he dodged, he ran toward me and slashed at my stomach. I blocked the swing. But didn't have good footing and fell again, this time on my back. I winced in pain from impacting on my wounds. He pointed his sword at my neck.
"Riku. Stop this and listen to me..!"
I cringed and started bleeding again. I could feel the blood seeping through the back of my robe.
"Nothing you say will change anything. Xion and Roxas both have to disappear in order to return Sora's memories. Now give up, or you'll force me to do this."
"No! Listen," I weakly breathed out. Each breathe became heavier and I knew I couldn't hold on for much longer.
"There is no reason to save Nobodies."
"They aren't Nobodies! They're my friends. Roxas and Xion… They're people." I've never fought this hard before. "You're all using them for your own gain or for Sora's sake, but have you ever thought about their lives and the ones important to them?"
Riku paused for a minute, peering down at me through his blindfold.
"I know a way to save all three of them. Just let me see Naminé."
A few moments passed. He finally took a step back, withdrawing his weapon. My wounds stung, but I'm going to press on.
-What should have been done-
I carefully stepped into the bright, white room. Colored drawings were placed on the walls and on the opposite side of the entrance door was a large window with thin curtains draping over them. There was a long white table with one chair at each end. I saw a girl with blond hair sitting at one end of the table. She had a plain, white dress and her blue eyes were looking down at a sketch pad.
"Are you Naminé?" I asked after I walked up to her.
She looked up at me and smiled, "Nice to meet you, Kizu." I stared at her for a second, unable to speak. "I knew you were coming. DiZ and Riku told me."
"I.. I have a favor to ask of you."
-What should have been done-
Walking into a black room, I blinked a few times, readjusting my eyes to the lack of light. The entire room was dark with pipes going in and out of the walls. In front of me was someone with red bandages around his face, sitting at a collection of blue-tinted computer screens.
"Don't you have something to do?"
His voice seemed familiar…
Riku nodded and seemed to know what the man was saying. As he exited through another Corridor of Darkness, I asked, "I was told to go to you if I wanted to interfere with your plans."
The man turned around in his chair and I examined him better. His red bandages covered his entire face, except for his right eye and mouth. Two black belts crossed over his left eye. He wore a red cape with a grey, segmented armor along his sides and abdomen. A black cloth lined with yellow covered his legs, and there were three identical, brown pouches descending along his waist. What really caught my eye was the familiar dark scarf around his neck.
He stared at me with his yellow eye. "Kizu."
"It can't be. What are you doing here? You're behind this…?"
"It's good to see you again," he smiled.
I paused, awestruck. "W-What happened to you? You told me that you couldn't care for me, but in reality, you were plotting against the Organization? Why didn't you tell me?"
"Calm yourself my pupil," he solemnly stated then paused. "I could not let you walk down the path I tread."
"Does that mean.. You were the one that's been attempting to dispose of Roxas!?"
"He is a mere nobody. There is nothing to save."
"You're wrong! He isn't nothing! He's a person who can think and feel for himself. Were you the one who told Riku that they weren't alive?"
"I just told him the truth."
"No. You told him lies! You have never had first-hand experience with…"
"They are deceptive fools!" His voice boomed in the silence.
It frightened me. Not once have I seen my mentor lose his composure and not once has he raised his voice at me.
"They are an empty existence, worthless."
I looked down, almost at the brink of tears. Finally, I had found something worth fighting for, but the very one that raised me has opposed my cause. I knew I couldn't convince him to see my viewpoint. His stubborn and unyielding self was what I had looked up to all these years. Now, it is the very force that opposes my wishes.
So much has changed.
"I suppose I can't count on Naminé then, considering you control her like a puppet."
I opened up a portal and walked in without another word.
-What should have been done-
I stepped back out onto the rim of the clock tower. I sat down and tried to calm down, to relax. The world around me was blurred around the edges and I didn't know how long I've been bleeding or struggling. Putting on a strong front was all I could do. I knew I was weak. I wasn't trained properly to fight like this.
The sunset, a bright orange and red glow blanketing the serene Twilight Town. I took a deep breath and cringed again.
"I need help," I whispered. I didn't know who I was talking to. Was I calling out?
I blinked a few times. Each time my eyes felt heavier and my body felt lighter.
I felt a hand on my shoulder, "Rest."
Before I could turn around to look, I leaned forward and the darkness enveloped me.