A Hundred of Her Memories

by Timber Wolf of Purity

Xion - A Replica. A puppet. But who says she can't make memories of her own? With a heartless assassin and a nobody with a heart for friends, anything is possible. Why not falling in love? "I couldn't have done it without my trusty side-kick." "Side-kick? I prefer partner-in-crime at worst, and your-illustrious-highness at best." In the end, true love will conquer over evil.

17. Tower

A Hundred of Her Memories

17 – Tower

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"-on. Xion, wake up, girl." A hand stroked her cheek, coaxing warmth into her core.

Axel?

"Come on, baby… Xion!" At the shout, she sat up with a gasp.

"There ya go. Breathe," Axel patted her back while she gasped.

"What…happened?" She asked.

"Falling from a tower isn't normally in your repertoire, Xion." He smirked. "That's Roxas's thing."

Smiling sadly, she looked at the stars. "Sometimes, I think stars are prettier than sunsets," she sighed.

"From this view, you can always see something more beautiful." He murmured, gazing softly at the small girl.

"From the tower?"

"…Sure. From the tower."

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Yeah, I'll bet you've got a good view, Axel…of Xion. ;)

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In Christ,

~ Timber Wolf