XI

                                    

                                          
You felt as if you were  floating in the darkness again, swallowed whole and unable to escape from it. It wasn't like you had been the one to get out of the darkness before, you were saved rather by Eraqus. Yet here you were again, floating in the nothingness. It was akin to being dragged under by a riptide, never able to swim out from the pull.
                          
A desire to fight was quickly being snuffed out, all that you wanted to do was turn over and go back to sleep. It was difficult though with the flashes in your head, they were images of places and people that you didn't know. But there was one familiar  thing to it, you didn't know majority of the locations but there were a few that you did know.
                          
Home. Earth.
                          
New York City and London. Tokyo and Paris. Rome and Moscow.
                          
Famous cities, all bursting in quick motions.
                          
There was something different about these cities that you couldn't quite make out. Something that was odd and distant. It was the sight of the cities though that made it feel like home, something familiar.
                          
"Wake up, you shouldn't be here."
                          
...
                          
Waking up with a start wasn't something that you expected, it felt like an electric shock running through your veins all the way up to your heart. A tingle ran along your skin causing goosebumps to rise up and your hair stand on end. Your heart was beating miles a minute that it almost hurt.
                          
Pinching your eyes shut you pushed up until you were in a sitting position, only to bend forward into your legs. Slowly you opened your eyes to find a white sheet staring back at you. It took you a few seconds to realize that you were actually in a bed.
                          
Deciding to look around the room you found it to be cramped, there were random objects spew across the room without care. You were surprised on how much room there was to allow for a small bed to be tucked away. Despite the cramped look there was a sense of space as well. 
                          
Your attention was caught by the sound of a squeaking and grinding sound. Looking in front of the room you found a door being pushed open, standing there partically behind the door and standing out was Naminé
                          
"I know this place, I've been to this place, but I don't remember falling asleep here."
                          
Words slipped out carelessly. You couldn't help but feel embarrassed looking at Naminé, her blue eyes were more than happy to see that you were awake, her head popped back to the other side of the room and spoke softly.
                          
Next thing you knew was a familiar mess of dark black hair stumbling ahead of the golden hair that belonged to Roxas.
                          
Well more importantly it was Roxas and Xion. 

                          
"Are you feeling okay [Name]?" Roxas had been the first one to say something coming over to stand beside you as you threw your legs over the bed. You were rubbing your face and your eyes, when you opened them Xion was crouching right below you.
                          
"Ah!"
                          
Bouncing back on the bed you were pressed up against the only piece of wall that was truly visible in this room. "Xion you can't be going and scaring people like that." Naminé scolded holding a very memorable sketchbook against her chest, sighing only a little bit afterwards.
                          
Xion glanced sideways at Naminé with a slight pout on her face standing up fully and scratching the back of her head. "C'mon Nam, Yen Sid said to keep an eye on her." One hand on her hip and the other waving lazily in the air.
                          
That's when you got to take a good look at Xion now. She was wearing a eggplant purple shirt with white shorts that matched with her off gray shoes. They reminded you of converses from back home, you owned a teal pair at one point in your life. You eyed the sleeveless jacket that she was wearing though it was long length that it was an inch past her short shorts. The black jacket reminded you of the infamous Organization cloak.