My eyes shot open in sweaty fear, pulled me out of the amazingly realistic dream, and into reality, where I was gasping for breath in my bed, alongside a green-painted wall. I glanced out the window across my messy bedroom.
"Same old Twilight Town," I sighed. "Same old dream."
I quickly brushed my brunette hair into a bun, and got dressed in a logo
T-shirt, skinny jeans, and old black 'Chuck Taylors', then ran absent-mindedly down the apartment building's stairs, and out into the street, where my friends and I usually met up.
"Karter!" Someone behind me called.
I turned. "Oh! Hey, Emmet!" Emmet was a tall, strong 17-year-old with short, buzzed black hair and hazel eyes. Two other people stood behind him, but I was looking at something behind them. Suddenly, a boy with blond, spiked hair and blue eyes peeked out from around the corner, caught my eye, then dissappeared.
'Was that Roxas?'I thought. If that was, then why is he here?
As I was dazed in thought, Emmet was giving me a thorough shaking.
"Karter! Hello?!" He called. I pushed my thoughts away and came back to life.
"Ok, dude, dude! I'm okay!" I mumbled, pushing his arms away, then turned towards the two others. "Hey! Rex, Eliza!" Eliza was a short, skinny girl with green eyes and black hair, and Rex was a tall, muscly guy with white hair and
hazel eyes. All three of them looked upset.
"What's up?" I asked, all of us sitting along the wall. "Where's Olette?"
Rex hid his face in his arms, and muttered, "She was....She was kidnapped by two guys in black hooded robes."
A cold chill ran down my spine, as suddenly, I was fighting a shatering migraine. My vision failed, and I fell to the floor, unconsious, the dream continuing where it last left off.

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Suddenly, the figure known as Xaldin was pushed aside to the floor, and Demyx took his spot.
“Move it, Xaldin, this is my fight.” He said, a sitar appearing in his hands. He summoned 8 water warriors up from the ground, to attack Axel with axes and swords. Axel immediately engaged into using his power of fire, by evaporating the warriors with a wave of blue flame. Then he darted up to Demyx, and pinned him to the floor.
“No! Don’t kill me, please!!!” Demyx wailed. “I’m too young to die!!! Please! You know I’m not a fighter!! You’re better than me at battle!! I’m violence-and-tolerant!”
Axel made the flames and his weapon dissappear as he boomed with laughter, as did the rest of the circle.
Demyx stood up and wiped his blurry eyes. "Crude humor," He whined as he lifted his hood and went back to his place in the circle. Once everyone was done laughing, Roxas was immediatly back in the spotlight.
"So," He said loudly. "The Organization's members bully eachother?"
Axel gave him a sarcastic look. "My dear Roxas!" He started. "We are all family, here!"
The circle laughed heartily, patting eachother's backs. Axel smiled at him, thinking that the conversation was over.
Roxas looked at his shoes, then got the courage to speak again.
"Just tell me where she is!" He growled, lunging at Axel, lashing his sword.
Axel dodged it easily, pushing Roxas to the ground with a "huff".
"He's getting jumpy," Someone from the circle warned. "Time for him to go!"
Axel rubbed his hands together. "Bedtime, then!" He grabbed Roxas up from the floor by his shirt collar, and stared straight into his terrified electric blue eyes.
"Goodnight, Roxas," He muttered, smiling. Roxas fought to break free, but failed miserably. Axel snapped his open fingers, and at the same time, Roxas' head lolled to the side, his body limp. Axel snickered quietly, as he lay the limp, unconsious body on the floor in front of him. His eyes hid emotion trying to seep out. He put his hood up quickly, and swiped his hand vertically in front of him. Suddenly, a shadowy black and purple fog in the shape of an egg appeared in front of him. It was a portal.
"Leave him in Twilight Town, at the old mansion. He shouldn't bother us then," He ordered, walking into the portal, glancing over his shoulder at the unconsious boy sprawled out on the floor before he dissappeared.