Kingdom Hearts, the Secret Files

A Memorial for Memories

She walked over to him with a smile bright, combing her long bright hair. She called him by his real name- Isa and didn't look like she was a threat in any way. But she was- behind her gentle smile was a more corrupt being. She wasn't a normal girl, she had been tried for several different murders and continued to get herself into more and more trouble. Saix- Isa at the time- had tried to persuade her to change her ways... But nothing was going to stop her from what she wanted to do. She had been arrested at the time and they had her on a million dollar bail. Isa was the only person who was still around, ever her parents wouldn't visit her while she was in prison. He had this feeling for her... Not a feeling of love, but a feeling so untrustworthy. Even though he felt he couldn't always trust her, he looked out for her. If he wasn't there for her, she would get herself into too much trouble to get out of. He always had to look out for her, like a brother- like a friend.

Saix walked along and wanted to get the memory out of his head, but it seemed like he couldn't. He kept trying to focus on the path ahead.

But then another painful memory shot into his head- The things that happened while she was in jail... The town had been evacuated... A similar storm to the one in Twilight Town had been coming for the town that Isa lived in. Everyone had left- everyone except for the girl that Isa looked out for. He ran through town searching for her everywhere. Every nook and cranny was empty. Her school, favorite arcade, her favorite restaurant, the mall, the stores, it was all abandoned... It seemed like she had already left- but then Isa remembered the jail. As he ran there and saw the locked doors- he broke the glass on one and the alarm went off. He stood there for the longest while he listened to the alarm blaring. Three minutes and no one came out. The jail must have been empty, he ran in to check anyway. As he rushed in, he heard a faint pounding on a door. He rushed up the stairwell to see where it was coming from- it was hard to hear it over the unmanned alarm. Then he saw her- pounding on the glass of her cell door. When all the guards left, they took all the prisoners with them. But because she was on the top floor, she had been one of the only ones left behind.

Axel patted him on the shoulder and tried to understand why Saix was so silent. They walked along the path that was getting much wider. It almost looked like they were walking on a football field now. A football field made of darkness, spiky points, and oozing damp spots.

Isa quickly pulled the door in the main watch out dock open and found a set of keys. He rushed back downstairs and opened the door for the "sweet" girl. Then he rushed down the stairs, with her hand in his and they ran out the door. Similar to Roxas and Axel, they both gasped as they saw the storm coming in front of them. There was no time to think. They had to go back inside and wait the storm out. But the door in front had locked again and this time they would have to find another way in. Saix tried to go through the door he had opened but it had locked back as well and the alarm had finally died down. He told her there wasn't any other way in and pulled her along the best he could. Wind slashed at his legs and rain cut him like blades. He pulled her to one of the prison buses that had been abandoned for its lack of fuel.

Saix rubbed his forehead as he thought about this. He shuddered and had a chill go down his back. While he was deep in thought- he had stopped paying attention to his surroundings. He had stepped on a spike and it almost went through his entire shoe, he growled as he felt a huge sharp pain in the bottom of his foot.

There they broke into the bus and sat under the seats in the back. They held onto each other, hoping that the storm would come and go without doing too much damage to them. But they were quite mistaken. The bus lifted into the air and went twirling into the center of one of the biggest tornadoes recorded in history- of that world... The bus spun rapidly and the windows broke from the pressure. Rain, glass, and wind swirled around Isa and the girl- filling them with more cuts than their skin could maintain. Isa held her closer and looked at the bus's door. He saw it shatter and the pieces went outward... That was the worst sign possible. Isa felt it and she felt it- the pull. They were both being pulled towards the door, sliding along and trying to hold on to the seats. The top of the bus came off and one by one the bus seats were ripped out. The sides came off and then before Isa knew it- she and he was the only thing remaining of the entire shelter.