[I apologize to the people who are reading 'down with the sickness', I typed up the chaoter and my internet shut down on me, so Ilost it. igot futrated and am taking a break, writing about a couple Ifind ever so sweet. Does anybody know how to get the dash abouve the 'e' in Namine's name? so, withough further ado... may i present 'Woes of the Link Master'! Yes, I support MarLar, what's your point?] Chapter 1 - The Capture. I woke up in a strange world; all around me were buildings that looked worn and patched, a castle in the distance being re-built. How'd I get into Hollow Bastion? Wait, how'd I KNOW it was Hollow Bastion?! I ran my fingers nervously through my blonde hair. Calm down... I've got to know for some reason! "Well, well, well, our dear little link-master has arrived." I turned around to see a black robed figure approaching me. "Or should I say...." they pulled back their hood to reveal a woman's face, her short blonde hair having two strands flowing back over her head. "Witch." she taunted. "Wha... what are you talking about? Who are you?" The woman looked over at the castle, motioning her hand in the direction of it. "You know where you are, don't you?" she ended, returning her hand to her side and the other to her hip. I remained silent, taking a step back. "I can see it in your eyes." she reached down and grabbed my chin, her evil sneer ever-present on her face. "You do." "Don't touch me!" I cried, slapping her hand away. "Heh, I can already see I'm going to hate you." she muttered, rubbing her hand. "If you won't come willingly...." electric bolts flowed over her body, running down her arms to her fingers, forming kunai between them.”Them I'll have to take you by force!" she cried, charging at me. I dodged her first attack, though she still nicked my small, white dress. I jumped back, tripping on my blue sandal. I landed on my rear, the woman taking advantage of the situation and opening a dark hole beneath my feet. I fell through it, landing on a white table. I got up and rubbed my sore rump, when I noticed the 13 tall chairs all round me. That where at various heights, a strange noise filling the room as the woman took her spot. I looked about nervously, scanning the faces that occupied the chairs until... "Roxas?" "Namine!" I didn't even know who the boy was, but I felt a connection to him, as if I should. His name and appeared in my head, and it didn't feel so odd when this absolute stranger leapt down to me. The fear I felt gathered in my eyes and spill over in tears, blurring my vision as he pulled me into a tight embrace. He stroked my hair, resting his cheek on my head as he whispered comforting words in my ear. "It's okay. I'll protect you." "Why is Namine here?" he called out, raising his head to look at his companions. "Why are you so attached to her? You don't even know who the girl is." one of the men stated in a bored air. "Fascinating...." a dirty blonde leaned forward, his crazed green eyes widening in excitement.”They're utter strangers, yet know each other's names! They even care for each other! This proves my theory correct, Superior." he said, directing his attention across the circular room. "Indeed. Marluxia, you will be in charge of Namine and the castle while Siax, Xigbar, Luxord, Xaldin, Demnyx, and I gather Hearts. We may need to use her later on." "Don't talk about Namine like she's some tool!" "What do you care, Roxas? You don't have a heart; you can't feel love for her!" I felt Roxas gritt his teeth as his grip on my strengthened. My tears had dried up and I’m felt safe in his arms. Like a warm, soft feeling, protecting me from all bad things. This wonderful presence was destroyed as flower petals wrapped around me, a bright flash blinding me for a moment before I reopened my eyes. I sat on the arm of a chair; a pink-haired man had his hand on my head. His presence and voice scared me, paralyzing me with fear. He was different from the woman. He was a death-wish, waiting to happen. I could feel it in my bones. "Now, now, Roxas, no need to get attached." he said with a menacing smile. "All others with stay here with Marluxia." a gray-haired man said, who had stated earlier who would be leaving with him. He and his company disappeared in wafts of smoke, leaving the other occupants to themselves. "...I'll take the basements." Zexion said, dissipating into darkness. "I'll join Zexion." and the man with wild red-brown hair vanish as well. "Those oafs will get themselves killed without someone to help them." crazy green-eyed man said with a smirk, following them into the darkness. Roxas looked at me, concern deep in his dark blue eyes. "Why don't you patrol the city, Roxas?" Marluxia suggested, though it was obviously an order. Roxas gave me one last look before departing himself. "I'll help him out." Axel stated, leaving into the black. The woman disappeared and reappeared on Marluxia's lap. "Marley, I know that look." she teased. "Oh?" "You have something up your sleeve." she said, placing her hand on his cheek, her smile as equally devious has his. "You know me too well, Larxene." He replied, taking her chin his own hand. The scene would've been cute if it weren't for the threatening aura that surrounded the two. "It has something to do with the memory-witch, doesn't it?" she asked, looking up at me. "Maybe I should start spending less time with you. You'll start finishing-" "You sentences for you?" she trailed her finger down his jaw line, placing it on his chin. "Already doing it, Marley." Marluxia moved close to Larxene's face, bringing his lips to hers. They parted and both smiled, seeping the darkness around the three of us. Roxas... save me!
