"Roxas, you got to wake up. Today is gonna be busy."

"No... Jus-mmmph... MMMPHHHHH!" Roxas was so tired when his brother called him that his own lips laid onto the pillow as he slowly fell from his side and laid on his stomach. He put up his head and looked up at the window that gave beaming, orangish and sunny light. Today was indeed going to be a busy day. A serious one indeed. He got up, and didn't even pull down his hood as he trudged down the stairs, half asleep.

He walked over to the island of the kitchen and sat down as Kairi stared at Roxas wondering why the hell he was wearing his hood up. She pulled it down to see an orange headed duplicate of Wolverine- well, without the mustache and claws. Kairi giggled and pecked his forehead as he turned a rosy red in response.

He didn't say anything as they wolfed down on fluffy pancakes with smoked sausage and buttermilk syrup, topped with eggs. Seriously. TOPPED- with eggs- and a slice of enjoyed this unusual style of pancake anyway, and finished it up before the day continued.

As he placed his plate on the kitchen counter and set off to the door, ready for taking a vengeance to leave his mother in peace, he heard a "Nuh-uh!" come from the mouth of Cloud Strife. He sighed as he turned to his twin brother angrily, feeling small compared to his big figure. "Yes?" Roxas raised an eyebrow before his eyes widened at the sight of what was on his brother's hands.

A gigantic sword, with the sharpest and shiniest blade he had ever seen, carved with strange markings and letters, was glowing strangely in the sunlight as he looked to see his own reflection staring back.

His eyes shifted over to Cloud's. "Err... For me?"

Cloud laughed and threw the blade back behind his back. "Nah, but it will eventually, and very soon, be yours. You just gotta know the basics. Kairi is gonna be on the basics too. Your training today though, is something the queen is requesting strongly. So follow me, and take this." He handed over a regular, dull and rusted blade with no strange carvings whatsoever. The only thing Roxas saw was a distorted version of himself through the reflection. They both shrugged and bounded out the door, feeling ready and set for another day, Kairi waving goodbye to Roxas with a tearful smile. But it wasn't going to be another average day.

Today was not even going to be simple, at the least...

"Here we go, the training grounds." The twins arrived at a magnificent field of flat, sweet scented grass. Birds were chirping, sure- but people were clashing, also.

As Roxas walked through the path to find an unused area of space, he observed all the trainer's actions.

Men were catching punches before they could hit them and twisted their opponent's hands dangerously. Roxas winced at the mere sight of such a smart however painful move- but the opponents weren't screaming in pain. He was surprised to see that their hands had moved back into their original place as they dodged the next move.

Women were doing roundhouse kicks and cleverly sneaking through areas to dodge attempted kicks. They came up behind their opponents and tripped them to the ground stomping on their backs. Roxas had only winced again at such a horrible sight- but the reaction of the opponents were silent and completely strangely invincible.

Roxas glared at Cloud with uncertainty that these people must have been aliens or something- right now, he was scared of getting twisted hands, a bruised back, and a really bad reputation for a fighter.

Cloud just smiled, and as they moved forward, people greeted only Cloud, wondrously staring at Roxas. A young girl with orangish, amber hair had sweetly smiled after punching her opponent, welcoming Cloud a "Howdy!", making Roxas feel a bit more comfortable knowing someone was nice here.

Cloud had returned the smile saying "Hi Selphie," before walking over to an empty area.

"Now, let's start training, shall we?" Cloud alarmed Roxas before running over to him. Roxas try to prevent a disaster from happening by yelling, "BUT I DON'T KNOW ANY MOV-"

Just perfect. He got kicked in the stomach so hard, he tumbled to the ground, and spit a mouthful of blood in a response, his blue eyes widening in anger at the way his brother had treated him intentionally the first few seconds of training.

He looked up at his twin brother with an angry look. He was so mad... Why did he have to do that with the mere knowledge that Roxas didn't even know how to slap as good as his own sister? He knew he was a wimp...

All Cloud did though was smile back at Roxas. His eyes twinkled from sunlight showing his confident emotion- like he knew what he was doing. As if. Pfft.

But Roxas then felt a jerk. Like.. A nudge of some sort. Something pushing him to fight. Something out of pure anger in the evil look his brother had given him. Yet again he got another strong kick from his twin brother. This time, he was angry as hell. Something urged him to stand up no matter how much the pain got to him. He felt like something was happening to him though... He shook off the feeling of whatever it was.

However, his brother was locking eyes with him for some reason. Why?

What he did not have any knowledge of was that his eyes were turning a blazing red in anger- he was about to turn. He was about to do something he never done his whole entire time of existence.

The urge got stronger. Everything. Got. Stronger. The pain completely numbed him, but his emotions were not touched. Surprised but hiding it, he stood up, his cloak stained the tiniest bit with blood. He locked eyes angrily with Cloud's, feeling confidence surge through his veins. He felt silence scream something at him. You're dangerous. You can't be trusted. Everyone is looking...

Everyone is looking. The thing he realized was, everyone was looking at him.

Did he care? No. His only intuition was that he had to prove himself worthy. Get the news. Deal with it.

It felt for a moment like being a keeper was a gift; not a curse.

Roxas ran straight at his brother in full force, rage fastening his heartbeat as he clasped his blade and sliced it against his brother, and kicked at his foot with more force than he could've possibly imagined, causing his brother to fall back on his back. As he tried to roll away from Roxas, Cloud's path was blocked by his brother's sword. He smirked as he dodged Roxas's blade, pushing his brother back by pulling on his back. Roxas tried to defy gravity all he could, but he felt weak... He felt like he was done with the rage. The pain returned to his bodily being. Thanks a lot for the help, Cloud. He felt a strong migraine burst throughout his head as he held on to it, groaning and yelling in pain.

Cloud patted him on the back and helped him up, putting his hand to Roxas's forehead. An ice cold feeling emerged as it replaced the pain, making Roxas feel refreshed and energized. He looked at his brother finally knowing why he kicked him anyway in the first place. To set off his anger. To train him. He nodded at Cloud with certainty that he would be okay. He took a quick glance back at all the trainers on the bloodstained grass field. That glance finally turned to a surprised and shocked stare as he stood there, his sword dripping with blood.

His intuition once again told him something else, beside proving his position worthy. It was telling him that everyone was looking at Roxas.

Their blades were dropped. They were surprised.

They all took a knee, even Cloud himself, and his shocked sister, Kairi, at one specific person. And everyone was keeping their eyes locked on him.

The orange-headed, blue-eyed wimp named Roxas Strife, was the only one standing as he came to a sudden realization;

He was worthy.

He was worthy.