The Other Promise [Active]

[oath_ofoblivion]

Character(s): Roxas, Axel, Namine, Xion, Sora, Riku, Eleven
Content: After finally building up the courage to enter City Hall, Roxas' memories are coming back to him.
Setting: City Hall
Time: The dead of night
Warnings: ...Guess.


"What if I'm not the same person anymore?"

That single question had echoed in the Nobody's thoughts without end. Every time he saw Ven, saw how happy he was, it had only reminded Roxas of his own confusion. Would this really give him the answers he wanted?

That moment with the Doctor, on the beach, was still so clear to him. The Doctor had been able to see everything, except what Roxas couldn't remember himself. But all those feelings were still there. It had hurt so much. Was this...was this really going to be worth it?

Fear suddenly gripped him as Naminé started. His heart raced, his mind overloaded with more questions, more worries. He couldn't remember ever being so scared before.

Images flew through his head faster than he could see, or even think. Black coats, Keyblades, Heartless, Nobodies, Kingdom Hearts...Xemnas. Xemnas. The leader of the Organization.

That gave way to a picture of a clocktower in a quiet town, just at sunset. Axel was there, and Xion...and Roxas was sitting between them. All three of them were wearing the black coat that marked them as members of the Organization, and all three were holding a sea-salt ice cream bar in their hands. They were laughing, and Roxas shoved Axel's arm away with a big smile. He remembered wishing that would last forever...

But no one had ever told Roxas what was going to happen. No one ever told him anything. Not even Axel, his best friend.

Those "devices" Saix told him to plant...they were all part of it. They didn't want Roxas, or Xion. All they wanted was a Keyblade. Roxas was just a useless tool...Xion was just a puppet. They...they turned her into a monster, just so they could get what they wanted! Why did they have to fight? Why did...

As the last of his memories came back, Roxas fell to his knees. He remembered now, what it was that had hurt so much. Xion...she had...disappeared...right in his arms. They took her away from him! She was all he had left!

"XION!"

The scream echoed through the empty halls, out into the streets. Beams of light formed in a ring around Roxas, shooting straight into the sky, all the way to the top of the city's domes. His body rose into the air, and in each hand a Keyblade appeared.

With a final shout, the columns of light suddenly exploded outward. The Keyblades began to spin, sending blasts of light careening in all directions, as more massive light beams rained down from the heavens.

Tears streamed down Roxas's cheeks as he screamed at the top of his lungs, finally releasing all the emotions that had lain forgotten in the depths of his heart.

Comments

[prismsmemory]

Naminé had only done what she'd thought was right. She'd promised to help him get his memories back, promised Xion that she would, but she'd never expected this to happen afterwards. She hadn't expected him to fly off like this.

Curling up in a corner, away from everything else, Naminé held her head in her arms, praying to whatever would listen that something would make it okay again.

[whodoyousee]

Xion had been just as nervous as Roxas going into this. She knew that he was still questioning this decision, even if he hadn't been saying anything any more. She... just wanted him to be happy, so she'd tried not to push it, and tried to protect him from the things he didn't remember. Namely, the Organization.

But now? He sounded anything but happy.

He was screaming her name, and she didn't know why. If she'd had any time to process what was happening, she could have guessed, but she panicked. "Roxas!" The hooded girl moved to get nearly, but when the columns of light appeared, she knew she wouldn't be able to get through. Still, she summoned her Keyblade, hoping to put a barrier between her and the light so she could get to him...!

[firagas]

This had been the moment they were all waiting for... wasn't it? For Roxas to finally get his memories back -- all the good, and the bad. There was no way to predict what was going to happen to him when the flood gates were released -- but somehow, Axel was sure this was the right way to go about things. Ever since XIII had everything stolen from him... they had all lost something.

But as the pillar of light converged and exploded around them, Axel could only shield himself from the blast -- trying to endure it with his arms crossed in front of him. How were they supposed to get anywhere near him like this?!

[shout_geronimo]

The only thing left to do was to find Roxas. Although he hadn't spoken to Roxas properly ever since their meeting, he'd been worried. All that pain and sorrow, and Maleficent was the one responsible. For a Disney villain, she certainly knew what she was doing. But why? What was the point of all of this? Kingdom Hearts, almost certainly, going by the Organization's apparent concern with it, but there had to be more to it.

Hearing Roxas cry out Xion's name snapped the Time Lord out of his thoughts, just in time for him to spot the column of light. "Oh, Roxas," he murmured, his eyes widening at the sight. He didn't dare get any closer, but he needn't have worried; the shockwave was more than enough to send him flying from where he was standing as it was.

He was aware of the sensation of slamming painfully into something, and of something thin and silver snapping (his screwdriver?) before all went dark.

[halfdarkened]

Riku had expected the influx of memories to be painful. Xion’s mere presence had stirred his own heart violently. It hurt. And he could recall when the very memories of Xion were slipping away. It hurt too. He could only imagine the turmoil raging inside of Roxas. The initial scream came to little surprise from the silver-haired youth. The light beams, however, did.

He had seen something like this before at Memory's Skyscraper. It was bad news. And this looked worse. Riku raised his Keyblade, hoping distance and Dark Shield would be enough. He couldn’t back down.

And when Xion moved closer, Riku's eyes widened, and he threw his own defense out the window.

"NO!!!" As the blast of light rushed them, Riku rushed in front of Xion, using his larger body to protect hers. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her face to his shoulder. His own head he lowered as best he could, holding it above Xion's shoulder as his long hair began to fly backwards. He timed Dark Shield perfectly. Riku couldn't have expected better from himself. But timing or not, Roxas's power unleashed like this was too much. The Nobody's light cut first through his darkness and then into him. He felt his feet slide along the ground as the blast impacted, pushing both him and the Replica away. Riku's grunts of pain quickly gave way to a cry of agony as he wrapped himself tighter around her.

[keyofthesky]

Sora couldn't stand to hear his Nobody crying out in anguish like that. He knew that the returning memories might have been painful, and he wanted to help, somehow, do anything to help ease the pain, but at the moment it was literally impossible.

The sudden light show was far more intense than anything Sora thought Roxas was capable of, Sora threw up a Reflega spell to endure the initial explosion of light.

[whodoyousee]

Xion was more than a little surprised when something, or more specifically someone appeared in her path. "Riku--!"

Then the full force of the blast hit them, and Xion had to shut her eyes against the blow. This was so strong... Roxas must be hurting so much. She wanted to run over and help him, but she couldn't move. Riku was holding onto her, and even if he wasn't the intensity of the blast was pushing the two of them back. She ended up holding on to Riku, digging in her heels as much as she could to slow them.

[firagas]

He could see it out of the corner of his eye -- the white haired kid moving to shield Xion from the attack. The sight of it actually caused him to drop his own guard for a moment... which was enough loss of concentration for the blast to send him reeling backwards finally. The sheer force of it lifted him off of his feet, his body contorting in the air, as he finally landed face down, losing his grip on one of his chakrams in the process.