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~:: Run Away ::~ [ Roxas / Kingdom Hearts ]

Running never gets you far, you can't run in fact, the space is too small down a hallway. All you hear is the obnoxious sounds of his heels, clicking, clacking... Mocking you. He's not going fast, he knows he'll catch you. He knows your mind, almost too well. Long hallways aren't good, but where could you hide? There was no where at all in this pure white castle. It was horrible, he knew every inch of his forsaken place. You still ran; down the hallway, to the left, to the right, dead end, turn around go to the left this time. He still followed, hot on your trail. This was a game to him; a fun one if any. He loved it when you struggled, you could still remember his sadistic smile that graced his futures when you did. His cerulean eyes focusing on every move you make, like he was watching an ant, before crushing it with his thumb. You were the ant. He was the hunter, you were prey. You felt like you were repeating these thoughts to yourself as you ran down the hallway. You wanted to go to Axel or Xion for help, but when you did, you had heard his sickening voice ring through your ears,

"I killed them, {Name}. For us." There was the cruel smile again. They were his best friends! Apparently that didn't matter, he was ready to kill. Only for you though, he precious little {Name}. You tried to go to Sora, but he gave you a frightened face. He wanted to help you, for goodness sake! He was the hero! But, he was too afraid of his own Nobody to even to move a foot to help you as you were dragged away by none other then Roxas. So now, here you were, being chased around in his domain. Somewhere you've never been. You had ran down the stairs of the Twilight Look-Out and down the first level. You were almost toward the exit, or so you thought. You didn't hear his footsteps any longer, so you slowed your pace. Walking felt much better on your legs. You continued on your way, before finding yourself in front of a pair of large white doors. You ran to them, reaching out with hands ready to grab the large handles, before you were pulled back with black-sleeved arms. He held you tightly against his chest,

"You can't leave, {Name}. Correction. You won't leave."

He dragged you away from your way to escape, you dragged your feet and tears threatened your eyes. He ignored you completely with a stoic face, bringing you up to his room. He shoved you in, walking in and closing the pure white door behind him. That's the way it was. He never opened it other then to leave for a mission, you never left. The memory of you slowly slipped away from everyone's mind and slowly, but surely, yours had broken into pieces. There was nowhere to go, he had you cornered. You could never run away from him again.