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.

57. Speechless

A Hundred of Her Memories

57 – Speechless

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Xion's jaw dropped.

She was in Sora's heart; floating in the nothingness was a more appropriate description.

She had suddenly been disturbed from her slumber with flashes of Sora's current vision.

And she'd just seen…

Axel – The Flurry of Dancing Flames…

Fall…

She was at a loss for words.

The last time she remembered him falling in battle he'd been protecting her… protecting her. Did he know? That she and Roxas merged with Sora? Is that why he protected him?

She listened to Axel's dying words eagerly, hanging on every word.

He did it for Roxas, he said. He didn't mention her.

Axel didn't remember her.

Xion was speechless.