Someone From The Dark

The End Is Where We Begin

I pressed my back against the wall, allowing my legs to steadily give out, sliding down the wall until i was sat down against it.

My heart was pounding against my rib-cage; my whole body covered in cold-sweats, my vision also going blurry.
What was going on?!

I didn't even notice that Thirteen had made his way over to me, and was now stood a few feet away. His keyblade disappeared in a small portal of shadows, similar to the one Xyla and her red-headed partner had made their escape through.
Silence fell, and the only thing i could manage to focus on was the frantic beat of my own heart.

"Are you scared?" His breath-taking voice shattered the silence, and caused a slight shiver to race up my spine, but in such a calm and graceful way. The hood covered majority of his face; shadows covering what the hood lacked.

It was definitely the same voice that had saved me the times before. That overwhelming familiar feeling cast over me again.

I //knew// him.

"N-no.." I managed to squeak out, feeling as if i was mere seconds from a heart attack. My body was undergoing tremendous stress; psychical, mental, and emotional. The pressure had come back in my head; that feeling of it pushing against the barriers in my memory, fighting so hard to give me the answers i so badly craved. The emotions i felt as i gazed at my savior caused a tight feeling in my chest. Not fear, but a mixture of intimidation, admiration, and longing. Nothing was making sense...
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"Hm.." Came his casual reply, as if situations like this happened daily. My mind continued to try breaking down the mental walls but to no avail.
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"Wh-... Who are you?" Was the only response i could muster, the psychical, mental and emotional ailments beginning to become too much for my body to handle at once.
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"Ha. I could ask you the same thing." He asked calmly, his muscles finally noticeably relaxing.

"What does that mean?" I asked, becoming slightly irritated. "I almost got sliced in half! Did you miss that? I think i deserve some answers!" Wincing in pain, i relaxed back against the wall. Simply raising my voice had been enough to cause my heart to race more, sending an intense pain through my entire torso.
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He closed the gap between us quickly, striding over to me, tense once again. I knew i should feel afraid... But i wasn't. I still felt like a blanket of safety and protection was cast over me.

"No, i didn't miss it." His voice dripping with an almost snarky edge, implying that my question was ignorant.
I watched as his breathing became a little uneven now, almost as if my question had infuriated him.

"I just want some answers..." I struggled to say as i felt the warmth of tears begin to well up in my eyes. I was exhausted, in every sense of the word.

"Nothing makes sense anymore... I don't even think i am who i think i am... Do you know how helpless that makes me feel?" Gathering the strength to finally gaze up at him, my voice began to waver as a few tears slid down my cheeks.
Silence fell momentarily, the only sound being my soft sobs of defeat. I couldn't think of any other words to describe how everything that had been happening lately made me feel besides beaten, exhausted, and completely helpless.

"Who am i..?" He finally responded, his tone suddenly incredibly soft and comforting.

I looked up, blinded by my tears. He got down in front of me on one knee, lifting a hand to my face. Any normal person would have flinched at the very thought of such a strange and intimidating yet protective being getting so close to them, but if anything, it seemed to calm me even more. He caught a tear on his finger as it made its way down my face. Even at this distance, i still couldn't make out any of the features of his face, still hidden by his hood and the shadows, and now also by my tears.
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"I don't think i know who i am anymore either. Maybe i'll find out the real me, as soon as you remember who you //really// are." I knew that if i was able to see his face, he'd be smiling at this point. His voice was laced with care and i almost sensed sympathy and compassion. Empathy. He understood, and genuinely cared.
He gently wiped away the last of the tears that lingered on my face, and i swore i could feel his warmth, even through the thick, full-body black coat he wore.
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"But until then," As he stood to his feet, a shadowy portal appeared a few feet behind him.
"I'm just someone from the dark."
He let out a small laugh, and just the noise was enough to send a warm, fuzzy feeling through my body.

"Huh..?" My eyebrows furrowed in confusion, as i wiped the remnants of water from my eyelids.
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"Try and stay out of trouble for a bit. It's a pain having to keep saving you like this." Laughing a little longer this time, he turned his back toward me, taking a few steps towards the portal.
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Before i could even get the word 'wait' off my tongue, he had already predicted my next move.
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"Don't worry; it'll all make sense again soon." That was strangely the most reassuring thing anyone had ever said to me. Instantly, my heart rate began to slow; the tense feeling started to fade. I was so tired all of a sudden... I practically CRAVED a bed; all i wanted to do now was sleep.
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"... I promise you that." He sounded so distant.

A promise..?

His left hand raised in the air a bit, and with a simple snap of his fingers, my entire world faded to black.