Just a short, angsty drabble. Axel's thoughts/feelings immediately after Roxas leaves the Organization.


The silence was deafening. Darkness surrounded him.

Darkness, which ruled his pitiful existence. Darkness, which he had lost his heart to, leaving him as only a shell of what he used to be. Darkness, which played such a significant role in the Organization, down to the cloaks they wore which were black as the night around him.

And then Roxas showed up. A beam of light, breaking through the darkness, cutting through the dark bonds that held him captive. A shooting star that blazed across the sky, shattering the blackness of the night.

For the first time since he became a Nobody, he felt happiness, though he wasn't supposed to feel anything at all.

The times they spent atop the Clock Tower, those carefree days when they would laugh and talk and eat sea-salt ice cream while they watched the sun set were some of his most precious memories, of this life and his previous.

But now they seemed so distant, so long ago. The light was fading quickly, the sun sinking over the horizon, the star shooting away through the night.

Axel stood, feeling utterly and hopelessly lost. There was a dull ache in his chest, right where his heart should've been, as he stared at the spot where the blonde had stood mere minutes before.

He was alone.

Nothing mattered anymore. Roxas was gone. The light was dying, withering away.

Darkness surrounded him, creeping in slowly, taking the place where the light used to be. It surrounded him, pulling him in with comforting arms, embracing him.

Axel did not fight it any longer. The darkness overtook him.


This is the first thing I've written and put on here in a long time, and it's not nearly as long as I wanted it to be. Nothing I write ever is. Oh well. Reviews are appreciated.