This is another dream (just for clarification). Also if this is the first chapter you have read, please go back so you can get the full story. Enjoy!

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Chapter 5: Eron

"So…what's your name?" Mic asked.

I was in a blue green crystal cavern. I could see my reflection in every face, on every side, at every angle, and there was no hiding from it. The same face, the same reflection, the same regret tortured me from every side.

My face was the same as I remembered. The same blue eyes, the same red lips, the same perfect nose, the same dark hair that I swore to forget but never forgot. The body was the same. The same washboard stomach, the same ripped arms and the same firm chest that I remembered from all those years ago.

Cloths wise I went shirtless, but wore a navy trench coat that had the sleeves torn off. I had a pair of worn baggy jeans that was held up by a tan leather belt. My shoes were simple worn black canvas sneakers. My weapons were not ones that I was familiar with. They were double barrel laser guns, the tell-tale sign was the absence of a magazine.

"Eron. My name is Eron." I answered.

"Well… I don't think the Organization will find you now," Mic said.

"I'd put my money on the Organization," I said as I scratched the back of the head. I soon as I noticed, I stopped, he always did that.

"But, I hope that I lose that bet, for our sake," I continued.

Our only hope was that none of them committed my face to memory. Our only hope was the failure of others. Isn't how it always is?

I heard a pair of light jogging footsteps from around the bend. I placed a tentative hand on one of my guns but was retracted when I saw Sora and Donald come around the corner. I could not be too careful today, not when so much was at stake. They had down cast faces and we all knew why.

"Oh, Goofy…" Donald sighed as he hung his head. I was about to tell Donald that we did not have time to grieve, not now, when I heard a single set of running footsteps. No one else noticed until he rounded the corner yelling after us.

"Hey, yall!"

"Goofy!" Everyone exclaimed, everyone, that is, except me. I had to act as though I had not been told about anyone but Mic and Sora. Donald jumped into Goofy's open arms and Sora soon after joined in the group hug. Mic stayed by my side and let loose a small smile.

"We thought you were…" Sora began and cut himself off before he could say the one word that none of us wanted to hear, dead.

The group hug ended and Goofy said," Gorsh guys… I've been hit harder on the head than that."

Pure relief washed over Donald's face to be momentarily replaced by anger. Donald marched over to Goofy and slammed his foot into his heel.

"Ouch! What was that for?!" Goofy exclaimed.

"Don't do that again!" Donald lectured him.

Goofy looked around the cavern as if to look for someone and asked," Where'd Liz go?"

"Yeah…I saw her coming down here before us…" Sora pondered. They all then noticed that I was there.

"She had to go off world. She decided that the Organization was getting too close. You know, right? You've been briefed about…" I lied. I was getting too good at this.

"Oh! That! We've been told." Sora answered. He believed my facade. He was an idiot though; I could get anything past him.

I just hope that Axel had enough sense to keep his mouth shut. There were so many paths for failure. I knew this was going to be a bad idea, but I had to be here, it's my job, but I wouldn't know how bad of an idea it was until it was too late. I'm getting ahead of myself.

Today had to go right. Today is the day Sora finds out the Organization's plans, plans he will never truly know how much he has taken part of. Roxas's presence was not that strong in him.

"Time is wasting. We should move on." I stated. Sora replied with a small nodded.

We all ran out of the cavern into the light of day to stop just short of the entrance. I held out an arm to signal them to stay in the shadow of the cavern. My eyes had caught a small glimpse of movement on the top of the ravine about a hundred meters from the entrance to the cavern.

I knew it was someone from Organization XIII. Since I had personally watched five members die, and killed three of the five myself, Zexion, Larxene, and Demyx, who we had killed a mere hour ago, and knew the location of one, at my immediate right, I had a field of six to go off of.

I knew my odds, about a seventeen percent chance that it was Axel who is who I was desperately hoping it would be, about a sixty-seven percent chance that it was an Organization member who would most likely not recognize me and about a seventeen percent chance that it would be Xehanort which would be very, very bad. And the worst part is, if history was accurate, he was about to fall into that seventeen percent chance.

Mic leaned out with me to a good look at him. Shit! Fuck me! I thought to myself. And apparently Mic shared my thoughts as a grimace appeared on his face.

"Now I remember him. That's the Organization's leader, Xehanort!" Mic exclaimed.

"Mic! Do you want his attention?!" I lectured but it was too late, he had already noticed us.

His head snapped at the sound of Mic's voice. He turned to face us and instead of creating a corner door. His eye's skimmed over Sora, Donald, Goofy and Mic. He was obviously looking for something, or someone out of place, or someone showing an excess amount of hostility towards him, and it was only when his eyes rested on me that I realized that I was scowling and I was not prepared for what came next.

My mind was a fortress under siege. Xehanort was pulling out all the stocks, he had full guns blazing, and I knew that he wouldn't stop until he breached the fortress that was my mind. My full concentration was on driving him out once and for all.

I couldn't allow him one glimpse of what was my mind because if he did, the whole facade would be broken and shattered. And to top that, I couldn't leave, I had to see this day through.

Our eyes were locked, we both searched for a sign of the others tiring. Sora began to freak out, thinking that I went into a coma, and shook me until I lost eye contact with him. This gave him just enough time to slip through one of the holes in my defenses that he had carved over the last year and a half. I drove him out with one swift movement but he had seen enough.

The facade was over. It was left dying on the floor all smashed and bruised, struggling to stay alive. It was still breathing though. If I could just stay far enough away from Xehanort, if he doesn't have any contact with the other Organization members, then it just might survive to tell the tale. A tinny glimmer of hope was better than none at all, but in this case it wasn't.

"You OK?!" Sora asked. All I had to do was give Mic one look for him to understand.

"Eron, maybe you should…" Mic began.

"Should what! Go off world and run until he drops dead! I don't think so! I'm done running from him! That's all I've ever done, run. But, I'm strong now. I'm not the little girl I was when we first met. And besides, if I left now, it would only confirm their doubts." I ranted.

"Girl?!" Sora asked as complete and total realization took him.

"Shit!" I said under my breath. I started off towards the ravine where I knew thousands of heartless were waiting.

"Where the hell are you going?!" Sora screamed after me.

I turned around to say," To kick some heartless ass. Care to join me?"

I climbed up to the top of the ravine to get some clear shots. Shot after shot, heartless after heartless I took and barely made a dent in the sea of heartless that was the ravine floor. Being the hypocrite that I was I had forgotten to watch my six, and it bit me in the butt, literally.

I was flung off the cliff into a mob of Nobody assassins, a silver dragon like creature with sliver feathers as sharp as daggers. Assassin after assassin I took down, but the mob was too great. They continued to push me backwards and the mob was so thick that I could not see where I was going except for the slight incline of a slope. The mob began to thin so I could see my surroundings.

Shit! I thought to myself as I noticed that I was on an outcrop way above the ravine. The outcrop where I knew Xehanort would make his big debut. I summoned a powerful fire spell that killed any and every assassin on that outcrop, but only the assassins.

I was surrounded by four hooded figures. And on the edge of the outcrop was him, Xehanort. I am so screwed.

"Some powerful spell that was. Gee, who do we know that could summon a spell like that?" A hooded figure asked.

"Go screw with someone else nobodies. Aren't you looking for some chic? Why don't you do that?" I countered. They all began to manically laugh, and one by one they dropped their hoods.

The first was Siax. He had vibrant blue hair and those Nobody blue eyes to match. He had two scars that crossed on the bridge of his nose. The second was Xigbar. He had black hair with light purple highlights that was beginning to gray. He was missing an eye and had a large scar that came from his left cheek bone to the bottom of his chin. He was the one that mentioned the spell.

After him was Xaldin. He was thick boned and had black dread locks up in a ponytail. And last, but not least, was Luxord. He had short blond hair and the blue eyes. He had his right ear pierced and had a British accent.

"Sorry but the ace has already been drawn," Luxord said with a laugh. Damn!

"What the hell?! What have you been smoking?!" I asked in fake confusion.

"We haven't been smoking anything. You know that Luxord quit after you told he was going to get cancer and die before Kingdom Hearts. And I must say, those are very powerful deception and magic covering spells. I am surprised that you are still standing." Siax ranted.

"So you're telling me I'm a chic? Are you sure that you haven't been smoking something?" I asked attempting to cast doubts onto their belief that I am not who I seem to be at the moment.

"If a player shows his hand to another and reveals an ace, then he can no longer deny that he has one even if he places another card on top to hide it for they shall surely notice the missing card." Luxord explained.

"This is the last time I'm gonna ask, what the fricken hell have you been smoking?"

"Shed the damn disguise. We all know that it's you," Xigbar began but was cut off by a loud beeping. The scene began to melt and I heard a voice calling in the distance.

"Elen, it's time for our watch. You gotta get up,"

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