The next day I left before Xem got up (Which again was weird, because he's usually up before me) and I spent the day with my best friend, Ven. We didn't do much, aside from hanging out in the park and going out for lunch. Ven got a text from one of his other friends, Terra, and had to leave. So, I headed home.
By the time I got home it was already dark, but, unlike yesterday, Xem hadn't contacted me to tell me to come home. I walked into our apartment and put my bag down, looking around for Xem. I eventually found him in the kitchen, with his back turned to me.
"Hey, Xem," I greeted him. "You had a good day?" I turned around to get something from the fridge.
I didn't hear his response, if he even did reply, all I got was a sharp, piercing pain in my right shoulder. I screamed out in surprise and grabbed my shoulder with my left hand, turning to Xem.
Xem was holding a sharp kitchen knife, which was now dripping with blood. I could tell that blood was pouring down my arm from my stab wound. "W-what the hell, Xem!?" I exclaimed.
"Sorry, Nami," Xem said in his monotone voice. "But it's about time you were gone,"
He stepped forward to strike me again so I move to get out the way. I slipped on the kitchen floor and fell, hitting my head on the table. I could feel blood trickling down my forehead, now.
Xem pinned me to the ground with his foot, and pulled the knife back for the last strike.
And the last thing I remember was that piercing feeling from the knife as it ripped my skin. Then everything was dark.
Next thing I knew, I was being told that my brother had to be stopped, and that the only person who could stop him was a young boy named Sora. So I projected myself into the realm of the living to aid him in this one adventure.
And you know the story from there on.
I don't know if I'll ever see him again, which is unfortunate, because he has an even bigger task ahead of him that will call on all of his strength and will power to overcome.
I just hope he can do it without me.