Had too much candy, so stfu.
Spoiler for those who haven't beaten the game, haven't gotten Anti or Final Form, never stepped into the World that Never Was, or those who doesn't even have the game, but worships it anyways.
Driving Me Crazy
Chapter One: Perforated
"Come on, Roxas! You traitor!" snarled a man in a pitch black coat. His long black hair with grey streaks flowed to and fro as he cocked his gun arrows at the young man before him. Faster than a blink of an eye, he showered the boy and his allies with red lightning fast bullets.
"I'm telling you for the umpteenth time! My name is not Roxas!" The boy huffed in frustration as he nimbly dodged the flying bullets of unforeseen doom and destruction. His simply elegant Keyblade, which has intricate white and blue webbings all over it, gleamed as he deflected some that were heading towards his chest. The "Ultima Weapon" swung in a mighty arc as he tried to hit the cloaked man but of no avail.
"My name's Sora!" His clear blue eyes stared up into the eyes of Xigbar, the Free Shooter of Organization XIII. He flung back his light brown hair as he swung his Keyblade at the man once again. But Xigbar was gone.
"Where he go?" Donald queried as he tried to cast his Firaga.
Then the white arena around them shifted slightly before Sora felt his body moving onto a small blue platform with Donald and Goofy besides him.
"Uh oh." Goofy looked around, holding his shield in case of a surprise attack.
"Donald! Goofy!" Sora looked at the two nervous friends. He had a feeling that something bad is going to happen, but he didn't want his friends to get hurt. "Give me your power!"
They nodded as their body glowed. Sora could feel immense strength and power welling inside his heart. His body glowed as well as his clothes changed from his usual black outfit to a brighter yellow one. Black crosses adorned his sleeves of his jacket and the bottom of his leggings. In his right hand was the Ultima Blade and swirling on the palm his left hand was a silvery Keyblade with a lion's head at the tips. Leon had given Sora the keychain as a reward for helping the gunblade wielder out against a certain computer program who nearly deleted Sora.
His blue eyes scanned the empty area around him as he paced back and forth across the small floor.
"Where are you, Xigbar?" He muttered under his breath.
"Gotcha!" Xigbar smirked as his let loose a barrage of electric blue bullets behind Sora's back.
Sora looked behind with the corner of his wide eyes. He quickly casted reflega to help him out avoid most of the oncoming bullets.
Several however hit him straight on. The boy staggered, failing to notice a stray bullet ripped a hole in his jacket.
"Watch where you running around, lad!" A voice echoed in his mind.
With his concentration broken, Sora was becoming a meat bag for Xigbar's wild shooting spree.
"Can't you just shut up!" Another voice, colder, reprimanded the first one.
After receive a butt load of rounds, Sora staggered as the space transformed to the usual pale white arena. He was so exhausted that he dug both his Keyblades into the metal floor. Yellow sparks danced around his arms as well as the tears in his clothing.
"Come, guys…" Sora panted as he tried to revert to his normal self, with Donald and Goofy by his side.
His drive form glowed bright gold, but it failed to eject his party.
"What!" His eyes couldn't believe what he was seeing.
Xigbar warped in front of him, grinning as his two guns glowed a ghastly white color.
Sora turned and paled. "Uh oh…"
"Take this!" The Nobody had unleashed a giant, freaking white bullet.
By instinct, the boy desperately attempted to block the intense bullet with both of his keyblades. As he struggled to deflect the massive missile, power started to seep away from his limbs.
His knees started to buckle inward as the object came closer and closer towards Sora's face. Sweat dripped down his face as his arms shook from the power.
The last thing he remembered was a brilliant golden light, followed by a dark, wet world. Two large yellow eyes peered curiously into the fuzzy vision. The heartless look vaguely familiar to the Keyblade master, but before he could speculate its existence, he slipped into unconsciousness.
End of Chapter 1