I knelt down to peer at Xion’s face for the first time. She wasn’t bad looking, I mean, not like some people I’ve seen. She kind of looked like…me. She had short hair and was about the same age.
I gently picked her up and heaved her up onto my back.
I have to admit, getting over the gate was hard. I had to jump, grab the gate, and repeat.
As I touched the ground, my bike was waiting for me, warmed up, and the coordinates already typed in for The World That Never Was. I smiled and my breath was choked. Thank you, Newarxd.
I touched down onto the white landing platform of our enemy’s HQ. I laid Xion down and stood up to leave, but then I felt a hand on my ankle. I looked down to see Xion’s big, blue eyes peering up at me.
"Who are you?" the young Nobody asked.
"A friend," I responded, stooping down again to look into her eyes. I removed my hood and Xion relaxed a bit, "I saved you from that Organization XII imposter. You are now back safely in the World That Never Was."
"How can I thank you?" the other asked.
"You can thank me by not telling anyone about me." I replied without a pause.
I stood up to leave. I then added, "One thing you need to know: keep your friends close."
With that I walked to my bike and rode into hyperspace.
I gently picked her up and heaved her up onto my back.
I have to admit, getting over the gate was hard. I had to jump, grab the gate, and repeat.
As I touched the ground, my bike was waiting for me, warmed up, and the coordinates already typed in for The World That Never Was. I smiled and my breath was choked. Thank you, Newarxd.
I touched down onto the white landing platform of our enemy’s HQ. I laid Xion down and stood up to leave, but then I felt a hand on my ankle. I looked down to see Xion’s big, blue eyes peering up at me.
"Who are you?" the young Nobody asked.
"A friend," I responded, stooping down again to look into her eyes. I removed my hood and Xion relaxed a bit, "I saved you from that Organization XII imposter. You are now back safely in the World That Never Was."
"How can I thank you?" the other asked.
"You can thank me by not telling anyone about me." I replied without a pause.
I stood up to leave. I then added, "One thing you need to know: keep your friends close."
With that I walked to my bike and rode into hyperspace.
As I rode into space, I couldn’t help but think about Riku. Was he good? Or bad.?…
He had a sort of in-between feeling about him. But a boy who worries about a friend and tries sure he has the best, has to be more good then bad. One last thing nagged at the back of my brain: how do I know him…?
This dream wasn’t like the others. I was in it, but I wasn’t part of it.
A young girl was playing on a beach with a few other kids the same age. I recognized her as Olivia, the girl from my other dreams.
There was one girl had red hair, one boy with brown hair, one boy with blonde hair, and one boy with…gray!
Riku!
They were playing a battle with sticks and jumping around. All of a sudden Olivia was struck down, with a bleeding gash under her eye. She got up, tears streaming down her face, but she didn’t wine or burst out crying. Riku ran to her side a helped her up.
“Are you ok, Olivia?” he asked, his worry showing all over his face.
“Yeah,” Olivia answered, “no internal damage, anyways.” she touched under her eye and grimaced.
“Let’s get you inside so we can help that.” The boy with brown hair came over to Riku.
“Yeah,” agreed the girl with red hair, “that needs some attention.”
“Wow, sis,” said the blonde boy, named Nick, “ now you’ll be just like a real warrior!”
“How so?” Olivia asked, looking at him with a cocked eyebrow.