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Don't pay attention to the title xD;

This actually came from a crazy dream I had two nights ago. Who would of thought it would have an affect on me this well? Haha anyways~ this dude happen to be named Axel (how unoriginal I know, thats what happens when I play KHII vids in the dark) I'm drawing the second person which happens to be named Sora (again unoriginal).

It conjoured up into a story which happen to write all down on my phone the time I woke up. I guess here's a small review:

Name: Axel (Last name Unknown)
Age: 19
Eye color:Amber
Hair color:Faded orange red

Story from where he came in: I tried to touch my cheeck, but even the lightest touch near it burned with such intensity. I sat on the floor and whimpered in frustration, I looked around the kitchen everything looked old and tattered to my suprise. How long was I blanked out? My father's handwritting, was everywhere: on the walls, the cabinets, the doors - with the same imprinted word.

'MACHINES'

'He's gone mad' was all my mind could register. I suddenly turned my head, hearing the sound of a door opening and shutting, along with the sound of two men. Still clutching onto my blanket, I stood up and slowly walked over to what seemed to be my living room. It was Sora, his spikey black hair was now what seemed to be a now faded maroon color, it suprised me. Next to him was another person who I didnt seem to recognize, he was very tall and very skinny - almost lanky, his hair was a bright orange red, spikey at all sides and was in a high mid ponytail.

Sora's blue-green eyes traced over the living room until he spotted me, it gave me a reason to run over, I jumped and latched onto him in pure relief, hugging him like there was actually no tomorrow. He told me he brought me some food, I looked over to the kitchen, too scared to go down and tell father something.

I felt a hand graze over my cheek and I flinched away.

"He hit you again didn't he?"

I look towards Sora, his optics shining at me in concern a bit. I didn't know what to say I wasn't aware I was struck more than once. I reassured him I was alright, he looked towards the red head behind him then to me.

"He's going to clean you up."

I looked at Sora funny.

"You're bleeding." he said in a lowered voice. He picked up the hand in which he touched me with, his fingers held red. No wonder it still stung. I just nodded again as he passed by me.

"I'm going to talk to your dad, see what information he has."

I watched him go into the basement closing the door right behind him. I looked back at the teen who was with Sora, he pulled out some things from his pack.

"You're going to need some stiches."

My father couldn't have hit me that hard...

"Since there is lack of water, there is a chance that the wound will get infected if left opened, at least with stiches, those chances will be pretty slim."

'Ohhh~' I nodded automatically once again. he held out a seringe and tapped it.

"How well are you with pain?" he said, a small smile graced his lips.

"So, and so~" I answered. I felt another sting go through my already hurt cheek, I winced. He pulled out the seringe, and started rummaging through his pack again.

During that time, I felt my face droop heavily. He finally pulled out a sterilized needle and medical string, as he started the procedure, he told me I should talk to him. It would at least stop me from looking at the needle going in and out of my face.

"What's your name?" I asked. He stopped and stared.

"Don't you remember?" he asked. I was my turn to stare. To be honest I couldn't remember anything, my memory skipped a couple of things I guess. He sighed as he began to continue.

"My name is Axel."

'Oh' was all I could say.

"What is it that you and Sora do?"

He stopped again "Well,' he started as he reworked the stitching. 'we are sort of the recon of this area, we help ou the folks who are in need of food and medical attention. Your dad is also a part of it, he's helping us on how to get rid of our intruders."

"Intruders?" I asked very skeptical, he looked at me in disbelief.

"Are you sure that man didn't knock a part of your brain somewhere down in that basement?"

I looked at him smugly, I guess he sensed my hostility and backed off.

"It seems that the world was taken over by something more preferably."

I snickered a bit, I soon heard something clip.

"Your done done." he said, his smile still there. I traced my face with one of my fingers, it felt so ridgid and cold,the strings felt solid, pinching my skin together.

"They'll fall off by themselves as soon as it is healed, not to worry, he assured me, I nodded again.

"What kind of machines" I asked out of the blue, his smile faultered a bit.

"We think that they are from somewhere else, they are advance, none like we have made or seen, also they use a very odd language, I don't know if you seen your Father's research yet."

From that trip to the basement, I'm pretty sure I knew what he was talking about.

"We have confirmed that they were the ones who set off the gas and all the rest of the crap that has went down."

I stared up ahead, taking most of the information to register in my brain.

"How long has it been like this?"

"About a year now." he sighed out. I looked at him in some way that I'm pretty sure I didn't know existed.

"Where is everyone else?"

"Dead or in hiding, like yourself"

"What about the gas? I thought you weren't aloud outside"

"It soon dissipated in three days of its release"

He told me that the world's population went down by half in those three days. I asked him things, like how old was he, and how did he and Sora meet. He told me the essential of course, he was nineteen, two years older than me. He was a son of a doctor and that he was going to school to become one himself before all of this happened, which is where he had some knowledge on how to sew up a person. He and Sora met up during a search party for survivors. His family was wiped out during the winds, I felt sorry for him, he saw his family die, when I don't even have a clue where mine went.

Or if they are even alive.

TBC~

Ahaha, thats a leeetle too much. But yes, all of this actually belongs to me, I think.

Description
Don't pay attention to the title xD;

This actually came from a crazy dream I had two nights ago. Who would of thought it would have an affect on me this well? Haha anyways~ this dude happen to be named Axel (how unoriginal I know, thats what happens when I play KHII vids in the dark) I'm drawing the second person which happens to be named Sora (again unoriginal).

It conjoured up into a story which happen to write all down on my phone the time I woke up. I guess here's a small review:

Name: Axel (Last name Unknown)
Age: 19
Eye color:Amber
Hair color:Faded orange red

Story from where he came in: I tried to touch my cheeck, but even the lightest touch near it burned with such intensity. I sat on the floor and whimpered in frustration, I looked around the kitchen everything looked old and tattered to my suprise. How long was I blanked out? My father's handwritting, was everywhere: on the walls, the cabinets, the doors - with the same imprinted word.

'MACHINES'

'He's gone mad' was all my mind could register. I suddenly turned my head, hearing the sound of a door opening and shutting, along with the sound of two men. Still clutching onto my blanket, I stood up and slowly walked over to what seemed to be my living room. It was Sora, his spikey black hair was now what seemed to be a now faded maroon color, it suprised me. Next to him was another person who I didnt seem to recognize, he was very tall and very skinny - almost lanky, his hair was a bright orange red, spikey at all sides and was in a high mid ponytail.

Sora's blue-green eyes traced over the living room until he spotted me, it gave me a reason to run over, I jumped and latched onto him in pure relief, hugging him like there was actually no tomorrow. He told me he brought me some food, I looked over to the kitchen, too scared to go down and tell father something.

I felt a hand graze over my cheek and I flinched away.

"He hit you again didn't he?"

I look towards Sora, his optics shining at me in concern a bit. I didn't know what to say I wasn't aware I was struck more than once. I reassured him I was alright, he looked towards the red head behind him then to me.

"He's going to clean you up."

I looked at Sora funny.

"You're bleeding." he said in a lowered voice. He picked up the hand in which he touched me with, his fingers held red. No wonder it still stung. I just nodded again as he passed by me.

"I'm going to talk to your dad, see what information he has."

I watched him go into the basement closing the door right behind him. I looked back at the teen who was with Sora, he pulled out some things from his pack.

"You're going to need some stiches."

My father couldn't have hit me that hard...

"Since there is lack of water, there is a chance that the wound will get infected if left opened, at least with stiches, those chances will be pretty slim."

'Ohhh~' I nodded automatically once again. he held out a seringe and tapped it.

"How well are you with pain?" he said, a small smile graced his lips.

"So, and so~" I answered. I felt another sting go through my already hurt cheek, I winced. He pulled out the seringe, and started rummaging through his pack again.

During that time, I felt my face droop heavily. He finally pulled out a sterilized needle and medical string, as he started the procedure, he told me I should talk to him. It would at least stop me from looking at the needle going in and out of my face.

"What's your name?" I asked. He stopped and stared.

"Don't you remember?" he asked. I was my turn to stare. To be honest I couldn't remember anything, my memory skipped a couple of things I guess. He sighed as he began to continue.

"My name is Axel."

'Oh' was all I could say.

"What is it that you and Sora do?"

He stopped again "Well,' he started as he reworked the stitching. 'we are sort of the recon of this area, we help ou the folks who are in need of food and medical attention. Your dad is also a part of it, he's helping us on how to get rid of our intruders."

"Intruders?" I asked very skeptical, he looked at me in disbelief.

"Are you sure that man didn't knock a part of your brain somewhere down in that basement?"

I looked at him smugly, I guess he sensed my hostility and backed off.

"It seems that the world was taken over by something more preferably."

I snickered a bit, I soon heard something clip.

"Your done done." he said, his smile still there. I traced my face with one of my fingers, it felt so ridgid and cold,the strings felt solid, pinching my skin together.

"They'll fall off by themselves as soon as it is healed, not to worry, he assured me, I nodded again.

"What kind of machines" I asked out of the blue, his smile faultered a bit.

"We think that they are from somewhere else, they are advance, none like we have made or seen, also they use a very odd language, I don't know if you seen your Father's research yet."

From that trip to the basement, I'm pretty sure I knew what he was talking about.

"We have confirmed that they were the ones who set off the gas and all the rest of the crap that has went down."

I stared up ahead, taking most of the information to register in my brain.

"How long has it been like this?"

"About a year now." he sighed out. I looked at him in some way that I'm pretty sure I didn't know existed.

"Where is everyone else?"

"Dead or in hiding, like yourself"

"What about the gas? I thought you weren't aloud outside"

"It soon dissipated in three days of its release"

He told me that the world's population went down by half in those three days. I asked him things, like how old was he, and how did he and Sora meet. He told me the essential of course, he was nineteen, two years older than me. He was a son of a doctor and that he was going to school to become one himself before all of this happened, which is where he had some knowledge on how to sew up a person. He and Sora met up during a search party for survivors. His family was wiped out during the winds, I felt sorry for him, he saw his family die, when I don't even have a clue where mine went.

Or if they are even alive.

TBC~

Ahaha, thats a leeetle too much. But yes, all of this actually belongs to me, I think.