A Slight Parody of Kingdom Hearts: 358/2 Days

Cutscene 7: Just your average mind screw, courtesy of Kingdom Hearts

Sorry, this one's so late, guys, I've been... distracted recently. But no worries, I've worked it all out, and I should be updating more regularly now.
This cutscene is a little more serious than the last few... for some reason...
I do not own Kingdom Hearts, all credit goes to Disney and Square Enix.

Roxas was walking along the beach, minding his own business, when he saw a seashell. He remembered how Xion left seashells by his side whenever he'd been unconscious. He decided, now it was his turn to do the same.

As he picked up the seashell, he silently whispered Xion's name. He missed her. So much.

That was forgotten, however, as he looked up and saw her walking to their little island they'd shared... wait... they had never shared that island... had they?

Roxas shook the conflicting thoughts out of his head as he realized Xion was there! There! In front of him!

"XION, YOU'RE BACK!" Roxas ran over to her, a huge smile on his face... but then he saw hers.

Xion removed her hood, and long blueish hair fell onto her face. She also somehow managed to grow several inches taller. Somehow.

Roxas said the only thing he could think of. "Zexion... You wear HEELS?!"

ZeXion (lol see what I did there?) smiled. "Surely, you must have known that this was going to happen?"

"So first people are calling me Sora, and now Shirley?" questioned Roxas. "Make up your minds already!"

"How should I know?" asked a voice behind Roxas.

Roxas turned around to see someone... familiar. It was that guy from his vision! Only younger. And less fashionably dressed. Roxas guessed this was Shirley, and ZeXion had been talking to him.

"Because in your memory," continued ZeXion as his voice got all echo-y and far away, "You've been to a number of worlds before this one. And of course, in those worlds, the only beings you met were the dark kind. That's all that's left in your heart. The darkest of memories. Your memories of home are gone, every one of them.

"Wow," muttered Roxas. "This guy really is as emo as he looks."

"That's a lie!" yelled Shirley. "I remember everyone from the islands!"

At this point, Roxas felt something changing inside of him. He looked down at his hands, and noticed the fingers were turning smaller, thinner. And then his black hair fell into his face.

"HOLY CRAP, I'M XION!" Roxas exclaimed in a really high-pitched voice. "Is this some sort of wierd dream? Because it had better be ending soon!"

"They're my... my...," Shirley stuttered, seemingly struggling for words, "My closest friends!"

Roxas felt himself changing again, but this time, his clothes changed with him. He looked down to see himself clothed in blue and yellow.

"OH HECK NO," exclaimed Roxas. "Who even wears this anymore? And what kind of name is Shirley?!"

"And who threw away those friends?" question ZeXion. "Maybe it's your own actions you've forgotten. It was you who destroyed your home!"

Roxas's eyes widened as he felt himself change again. His now white hair turned brown, shortened, and began sticking out in odd places. He grew slightly thinner and more... thin. He found himself wearing bright red pants, a really cool jacket, and an even cooler necklace shaped like a crown.

Somehow... this felt right.

But the feeling didn't stay for long. As soon as the transformation completed, Roxas opened his eyes and the dream began to quickly fade away. But he didn't want it to. Who was that boy he'd turned into? And this Shirley guy... was he important?