Roxas. These eyes hold the truth.[minor spoilers.]

[Healing Vision]

I randomly started writing and this was ultimately what I produced. Taken from the perspective of Roxas' thoughts. Tell me what you think.

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Just another side.
Just another story.

I don't know who I am.
I live with the question of my existence.
With this key interrogative.
Why?

I appeared in this town, blank like an empty sheet of paper.
I had no mind, no will, no purpose.
He appeared before me, and presented me with one.
He gave me a name.
Roxas.

So followed him into the pits of what was neither darkness nor light.
the in between.
Clad in black, i formed two key-shaped weapons as an extension of my will.
Each shape reflected some true nature to what I really was, or who I was, but I wasn't sure.
Thinking they could help me, I fought in the name of the Organization as its thirteenth member.
Roxas, The Key of Destiny.
It didn't bring me any closer to answering my questions. The rapidly flooded my mind, til I was on the verge of collapse.
I turned my back, only to see the only other one I called my friend oppose what was my idea of a retreat.
Axel.

Thinking he could influence me from my ultimate decision, it didn't matter, we're nobodies right? No one cares of our fates, or even knows of our existence. Thats why we're nobodies...we were never meant to be here in the first place. That is our pain, our struggle, and our fake pride we feel when we shouldn't even know what that sensation is.
So why do we...?
Another question...in my lifetime...that remained unanswered.
So I ran.

What I saw as my untimely leave, they saw as betrayal.
I was mercilessly hunted in my attempts to escape the claws of their grasp.
Pitted against darker odds, it seemed like a dream.
I remember the rain.
As I found my solitude in the raindrops, the ground rippled with yellow pools steadily forming together.
The heartless emerged, my former superiors found me useful in releasing their hearts.
With their numbers quickly expanding, tension rode high.
Their watchful eyes to protect me were extinguished, I really was alone.
So I fought.

Endless in number, the swarm of these mindless shadows were restless in their fury.
As I slay one, five more fly in for confrontation.
My elegant dance of two keys through the rain, alone, would be my untimely demise.
Backing to the doors of memory skyscraper, I'd been cornered.
Looking up to see one fitting an image from my dreams.
He opened the sky, and the clouds vanish to the heart shaped moon.
Kingdom Hearts.

Pushing through the shadows, I climbed with every effort to near him.
I released my weapon, it soared from my right hand as he took the plunge from the roof.
A third key quickly occupied my open hand, and we approached the other.
The passing.

De-hooded, in free fall, i passed his blindfolded face with curiosity as to his identity.
Departing after making the acquaintance of the other, this one I didn't consider my ally, was my aid.
In desperate struggles, his back to mine we fought as one.
A completion of the other's blind area, one by one the heartless fell, vanquished hearts leaving in numbers.
In the instance they'd vanished, my temporary ally became my foe.
Our battle raged, the struggle of who had the greater strength, taunting me so.
I was called "Sora" and my existence demeaned by his name, my fury released.
He'd succumb to the fallacy that was nothing.

Riddling me with questions after his defeat, my anger had risen.
As my head spun, i shouted in confusion of the memories that riddled in my mind.
I raised my key's to silence him, but I was stricken down at such insane speed.
As I lay there at his feet, my consciousness remained, was I feeling fear?
How is this possible?
The sharp sound followed as my thoughts instantly ceased.
I was spared.

Six inches from my face, Oblivion lay jammed into the asphalt.
Able to force my false body to move, I mounted it, taking it into my hands and violently swung to impale my foe.
The distance we shared further expanded, it appeared our fight wasn't over.
Still unable to keep me immobile, his taunting never ceased.
I was growing wearing of being called someone I wasn't.
Finalizing my efforts, he'd been forced back, resorting to other means to push me into submission.
He became the darkness.

A saw him, a new shape, a new face, but his intent remained static.
My eyes lost track of him, and in that instant it tipped in his favor.
Heartless?
Whatever that thing was, I could do nothing.
From my hands, did both keys fall and fade into nothing.
As my consciousness was slipping through my fingers, I saw him one more time.
My jealousy, anxiety, and hate seemed to dither at that clueless expression forming a smile.
I wanted to meet him...just one time.

[cloudwolf124]

i never read a story like this before nice perspective i like it

[HeartOfTheHero]

very interesting style. i really liked this

[TeeCee1010]

very nice; good vocabulary.

[Healing Vision]

Thanks, when I get the chance i'll extend this to the reawakening in twilight town and do his school life to summer vacation.

[Chimubar]

Originally Posted by Healing Vision

Thanks, when I get the chance i'll extend this to the reawakening in twilight town and do his school life to summer vacation.

Can't wait to read the part about his school life