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Ladies and Gentlemen...Brian Regan!
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Hello Kh-vids i joined about two weeks ago and am enjoying myself immensly

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As Axel and I walked down another of the white halls of the castle, he spoke to me.

"Well Roxas, welcome to Organization 13. You're probably wondering what we're doing around here huh?"

"Xemnas explained some of it," I said, "But he wasn't very clear."

"Well, we mainly draw the Heartless to ourselves by finding someone with a strong hear. We then try to create as much emotion in that persons heart as possible, that way the Heartless swarm to that area. The presence of the Heartless draws the Chosen One to the area and he destroys the Heartless.

"Chosen One?" I asked.

"Oh, right, the Chosen One is the person who is chosen by the Keyblade. The Keyblade is a weapon of awesome power, and it has the ability to free hearts from the Heartless it destroys."

He smiled, " The Keyblade is the most powerful weapon in all of the worlds, but there are other weapons too. Each member of the Organization has their own unique weapon that they can summon to them at any time. What we are doing now is determining what your weapon is."

He stopped at another door, "In here is where your training sessions with me will take place." He opened the doors and walked to the center of a large room, "Stand back," he said.

He stretched out his arms, and closed his eyes. As he did, dark circles spiraled down his arms to his hands. There were two flashes of white-hot light, and then he was holding two wheel-shaped weapons with spikes around their edges.

"Now," he said, "Lets find out how well you fight."

He laughed, and then he sprinted at me and nearly cut my head off with one of his wheels, luckily I had dived aside in time.

"What are you doing?" I yelled at him, "Why are you attacking me?"

He laughed, "Your weapon will come to you if you call for it, but you have to feel a need for it. I find it makes it easier for someone to concentrate on locating a weapon when they are faced with real danger." He hurled one of his wheels at me and I dropped to the floor before it cut me in half.

"What?" I yelled, "Are you crazy? I don't have any special weapons!"

"Well then," he said, " You'd better find someone to borrow one from, because you're gonna need one real quick!"

He had retrieved his other wheel and was coming towards me again. This time when he threw one of his weapons at me, I noticed it was glowing white, because it was on fire!

So that's why Demyx called him hot-head, I thought.

He came at me again with a flurry of blows, a few of which nicked my arms and shoulders, burning me. As I gasped in pain, I found myself thinking Help, please, I need help.

The the most amazing thing happened. As I stretched out my had, a strange black and purple blade appeared in my hand.

Axel backed off, looking stunned.

I looked up at him, "So, this is my weapon?"

He didn't answer.

"What?" I asked.

"I don't believe it," he said.

"What?" I asked, "What is it?"

"I've only seen it once, and it didn't look anything like this," he said as he looked me straight in the eye, "That, Roxas, is another Keyblade."