Images flashed through Roxas's mind. Several of them had a boy with brown hair and blue eyes. Roxas gasped and shot awake. He looked at his hand.
"A Key...blade?"
====Time Skip====
Roxas walked towards the clubhouse. He spotted a large stick on the side of the road. He picked up the stick and swung it around, testing it. He waited to see if it would turn into the Keyblade, but it didn't.
He sighed and threw it over his shoulder. It hit a coated man. The man didn't flinch.
"Oh..." Roxas muttered. The man walked away. "Sorry about that," Roxas called after him. The man slowly walked out of view. Roxas sighed again and walked into the clubhouse. Hayner, Pence, and Olette were already there, eating Sea-Salt Ice Cream. Hayner held one out to Roxas.
"Thanks," Roxas said, he went and sat down on a large crate..
"Do you guys think we'll always be together like this?" Pence asked.
"I sure hope so," Olette replied.
"Huh? Where did that come from?" Hayner asked.
"Ah...well, you know," Pence mumbled, "just thinkin' out loud."
"Well, I doubt we could be together forever," Hayner said. "Isn't that what growing up's all about? What's important isn't how often we see each other, but how often we think about each other. Right?"
Pence laughed loudly. "Get that off a fortune cookie?"
"That's it. No more ice cream for you," Hayner growled. "Man, today's turning out to be a drag."
"Maybe because of yesterday's memory thief," Olette suggested.
"Nu-uh. Do you know what it is? We don't want summer to be over, that's all," Hayner said. Pence shrugged. Hayner jumped off the box he was sitting on. "So, how 'bout this? We all go to the beach! Why do we go to the beach? Because, we haven't gone to the beach once this entire vacation!" He started to walk around the clubhouse. "Blue sea. Blue skies. Let's just get on the train and go!" All the other friends stayed quiet. "What? No? Come on..."
"Maybe you forgot," Roxas replied, "we're broke."
"Maybe you forgot I'm smart," Hayner boasted. He turned and ran out of the clubhouse, the whole group followed him. They eventually found themselves in front of a large poster of the town fighting competition.
"Just two days to go," Hayner was saying. He looked at Roxas. "You and I have to make it to the finals. That way, no matter who wins, the four of us spit the prize."
"Okay. You're on," Roxas agreed.
====Time Skip====
The group then spent the greater part of the day doing jobs and earning munny. Later that day, they all gathered in front of the clock tower.
Olette looked at them all and grinned. "Nice work everyone. Added to what we started with we now have..." she held out her munny bag, "ta-da! 5,000 munny!"
"Sweet!" Hayner exclaimed. Roxas took the munny bag.
"Let's get tickets," Olette said. She and Pence ran toward the ticket booth.
"We can't be together forever," Hayner said sadly. "So we better make the time we do have something to remember."
Roxas tilted his head. "Huh?"
Hayner grinned. "Got ya!" He lightly punched Roxas in the stomach, then ran off to join Pence and Olette.
Roxas started to walk toward them, when something flew through the air and smacked him in the face. Roxas fell onto the ground. A stick fell on the ground beside him. Roxas started to get up, rubbing the sore spot on his cheek, when he saw two coated figures beside him. One was the man from before. The other was a girl. They both had their hoods up, but the sun bounced off the lower half of the girl's face as she bent down toward him.
She grinned. "Bulls-eye."
"Huh?" Roxas gasped. The man reached down and roughly pulled Roxas to his feet. He said something to him. Roxas tilted his head. "What?"
"Roxas!" Hayner called. "Three minutes!" The man and girl were gone. The group acted like they were never there.
"Okay!" Roxas shouted back. He looked to see if the coated figures were there, but it looked like they were never there in the first place.
====Time Skip====
The group stood in front of the ticket counter.
"Four students," Hayner told the ticket man.
"Roxas, the munny," Pence called.
Roxas patted his pockets frantically. "Wait! No!"
"Huh?" Hayner said.
Roxas remembered the man and girl. "They took it!" he thought. He started to run towards the door.
"Roxas! Where are you going?!" Olette asked.
"Remember when I fell? I had the munny before that. I bet those people took it!" Roxas exclaimed.
"People?" Hayner repeated.
"They couldn't have gotten to...far..." Roxas droned off.
"What are you talking about?" Hayner asked. He just remembered Roxas standing up and walking over to them.
"Huh? But they-" Roxas started. A bell rang, a train was leaving. "There wasn't? Really?"
Pence sighed. "Oh boy."
"There wasn't anyone...there?" Roxas muttered.
The group walked out of the station.
====Time Skip====
The group sat atop the clock tower, eating ice cream. Roxas didn't eat his.
"It's melting," Olette told him.
"Sorry," Roxas apologized sadly.
"Cheer up already," Hayner said.
"That was defiantly weird though..." Roxas muttered.
"Strange," Olette mused.
"Yep," said Pence.
"You said it," Hayner replied. The group looked at Roxas.
"'Can you feel Sora?'" Roxas repeated. He remembered when the man pulled him up roughly.
"Can you feel Sora?" he asked.
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Restoration at 28%
"Naminé...hurry..."
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The red-cloaked man still sat in front of the computer. The hooded man tossed the bag of munny he stole from Roxas up and down. The girl sat against a wall, waiting for the man to occasionally tossing the bag to her, then she would toss it back.
"Is it really that hard to make a beach?" the hooded man asked, tossing the bag to the girl. She inspected it before tossing it back.
"It would be giving our enemy another entry point," the other man explained.
"And this?" he held up the small pink bag.
The cloaked man looked at it. "We can always buy some Sea-Salt Ice Cream," he laughed at his own joke.
The girl chuckled. "You have a sense of humor DiZ? I never knew."
The cloaked man, DiZ, ignored her and turned back to the computer. "Objects from that town must be kept out of the real world. You can delete that."
The other man didn't answer. The girl glanced up at the machine beside her. The one that allowed them to enter the datascape. The man tossed the bag to her again. She caught it and threw it harder, the man caught it just before it hit his shadowed face.
"You have a good arm," he marveled.
"Thanks," the girl muttered.
"I almost feel bad for Roxas," the man shook his head and chuckled. "That stick looked like it hurt."
The girl smiled. "Maybe..." she glanced at DiZ, "but I think that stick will be the least of his pains once he remembers..."
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Hurting Hope
Fanfiction(Sequel to Light From the Past) After Lelie was taken from her home and her memories wiped, she became a part of a much bigger picture than anything she imagined. Fresh from just losing her best friends, trusting others became a life-and-death str...
