“RaXi? RaXi, can you hear me?” I called out to my old friend. Though, we were not close at the beginning, on the battlefield you become closer. I thought I heard her say something but I didn’t wish to dwell on it for long, whatever the word was it sounded to familiar to be comforting.
Trying to lead her out of her unconscious state I put my hand over her head. Concentrating on her, while I drew out some energy of light, I hoped it would help guide her back. As I concentrated on her a flash of silvery-blue hair and glowing golden eyes raced through my mind. Jumping out of her mind and thrown back to reality I heard someone… Lexian?
"Nice job RaXi...you fought very well. Your master would be proud..."
Yes, that would be Lexian. Turning around, still on the ground by RaXi, I looked up at his 5'9" frame. Quietly I laughed to myself, ‘So much like Zexion.’ This guy before me used to be so fun to be around… Between the pranks Lexian and Triskix would pull you would have never thought they would be the highest in rank in the future, and turn out so much like their sensei’s. Especially when some of those pranks would be: throwing ‘innocent’ people into Marly’s closet, stealing Dem’s sitar, and pulling the hoods over everyone’s faces and then tying the strings together.
I heard Lexian say something but didn’t really hear what he said. I was to busy thinking... again, about in the ten years I wonder where they where. What had they gone through in-between our separated years. I made a note in my mind to ask later, the only thing is… when will we have time? And will they still wish to talk to each other like we did in the old days? Are the old days even remembered, or are they just one more thing from the past of a ‘nobody’? Forgotten and pushed aside. For in a world filled with ‘somebody’s’ who has time for a ‘nobody’?
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There are many worlds… but they share the same sky… One sky… One destiny.
~Nyx
