Slowly, everything was coming to me. Voices, a male and a female. The ground was soft, grass tickling my nose. A groan slipped from my throat. "Vantias?" The voice, familiar, was male. I groaned and tried to get up. A hand stopped me. "Your body is still undergoing transformation." Female voice this time. My brain suddenly kicked into gear.
I reconized those voices. Terra and Aqua! I opened my eyes, images swimming in my eyes. "V-Ven?" I questioned, worried they wouldn't let me see my brother. "Ven is in his room," Tera replied, "He woke up before you." I looked around and noticed they had me outside. They didn't trust me. "Ven already explained everything," Aqua said, "Including the Light inside you. We've decided to give you a chance." I bit my lip and stood.
"Van! Stop!"
"Van, your body!"
My legs almost buckled, but I stood. "Van," Aqua started, but I raised my hand to stop her. "If that stupid old man taught me anything, it's how to endure pain," I said, bitterness in my voice as I spoke of Xehanort, "Where's my brother's room?" Aqua looked like she was gonna argue, but Terra aswered my question, "Fifth floor, North Wing. The one room facing the sea."
I nodded my thanks, took my first wobbly steps, then ran off toward the castle. I was awear of someone watching me. Not Aqua, not Terra, and most certinly not Ventus. "Xion," I whsipered, a smile on my lips.
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I smiled, Vantias noticed my precense. He hadn't even noticed the clothing he had instead of his armor. It was identical to Roxas's clothes, but all the whit was red instead. I pulled the Organization hood over my head and portaled away. I ended up in a pit of Darkness, Shadows flinching away from me in fear. I smirked. "Misstriss, Misstriss," the Shadows whispered, "What isss your wisssh, Misstriss. Misstriss of the Darknessss. Misstriss of Nothingnesss." "Keep watch on Vantias," I whispered, "Do not let him play with our Darkness."
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TWO MONTHS PASS.....
I see her. She's running, fear in her eyes. Black wings that are dripping with sprayed with blood sprout from her back. A knee length dress with an open back and no sleeves adorns her pale body. Broken shackles hung around her bare ankles, broken cuffs on her wrists. I ran after her, a weird black emotion swirling in my heart. She looked over her shoulder at me, fear etched into her features. "Go away!" she screamed, suddenly tripping. She stares at me, in fear, as I reach her. "Please," she begged, "Please, stop." A shadow appears at my shoulder, and I turn. At first I see Ven, and rage boils in me, but then I realize who it really is. "Roxas"
A sick sadistic smile is on his lips, as his blue eyes stare down at Xion. She was never looking at me, she hadn't even seen me, she was staring at Roxas. "Xion," he whispered, "I've finally found you, my love." "Roxas, please," she begged, "Let me go! I don't love you anymore!" Roxas grabbed Xion and pulled her up, his eyes on me. "Mine," Roxas growled and kissed her fiercly. In my fury, I lashed out. My fist connected with nothing. Instead, I was staring at my ceiling with my fist straight up in the air.
Roxas's voice echoed in my ears. "Mine." I scowled, realizing why Xion had softly rejected me. Fate had set her on a different path. Fate wanted her to be Roxas's Lover. I snorted. Fate was stupid, I loved Xion and Xion loved me. We'd thwart Fate. Xion woulf be MINE. NOT ROXAS'S. I smirked and got up, planning evil plans in my head.