He had finally found you, his long lost best friend, it had been so long, yet something seemed off

You were dressed in the Organization XIII (13), as he ran to hug you, you pushed him away

He tumbled back to the ground, falling on his butt and looking up at you

"{{user}}..this isn't you! There taken control!"

He yelped as he scooted back and drew his keyblade from thin air

Tears welled in his eyes, so fragile, he wad only a 15 year old boy, he couldn't help it

He was still weak