I'm no good at fight scenes, don't expect one. This is the final chapter. Enjoy.

Chapter 18: Fight

Saix stopped in front of a door. He glanced back at her briefly. Then he opened the door. Xemnas was sitting behind his desk, orange eyes gazing at the door. Like he was waiting for her. And he was. She was sure of it. Aviax met his gaze and didn't back down. Red to orange, she glared for what seemed like an hour, but could only be a minute. He stood from his desk, and stepped around. "Leave Isa," Aviax said softly. He balked at her. She knew it wasn't her place. But even so, she turned fully to face him, leaving her back to Xemnas. She wasn't frightened. "I told you, Lea is waiting. Go do what you feel like you have to do. But when the Keyblade master defeats you, remember what I've told you. You'll wake up Isa again, and you won't remember any of this horrible nightmare. That's the beauty of waking up." Saix looked over her shoulder to his master. Xemnas must have given some signal, because Saix actually left. Aviax turned back to Xemnas, her fingers grazing the tips of her blades.

"So eager to meet your fate," he murmured. Aviax scoffed. Xemnas stopped, seeming to examine her. Honestly the glance was creepy enough to make her want to zip up her dress.

"At least I know that I'll wake up to a normal life," Aviax said. Nevermind that the life she would wake up to would be terrible. What mattered was freeing the others. Which honestly she didn't even have to do. Sora would kill them, and they would wake up themselves again. It didn't matter whether or not they realized it. This whole 'Aviax gives back their hearts' crap was just an incredible ploy on Xemnas's part in order to gain more power. Either by gaining her as an asset or solidifying his hold over the others. Either way, Aviax was ready to either wake up, or end him. The battle begins. And then it ends. Aviax knew that she'd been no match for Xemnas. His blade left her body, as Sora burst into the room. Aviax smiled, even as her vision faded, and she resigned herself to the fate that awaited her. She'd helped save the world somehow, she knew. Even if it was just a little.

"The fuck you still doing in bed?!" a voice startles her from light slumber. It wasn't a voice she was happy to hear. And the dream she'd had... she sits up abruptly. She glanced down at herself, and she was wearing the dress from the dream. It turned out she had to be wrong... about one thing at least. She stood from the bed, and she steps toward her father. He swung at her, and she expected it. Her training kicked in, and she dodged the blow. His eyes widened and he stepped back.

"You will never touch me again." Vaia says softly. This was it. The final her. And she was here to stay. Her father continued to back away from her. "This is it, you understand? I'm never coming back. Get yourself some help. This isn't the way you were meant to live Dad. We used to be a family. What Mom did was wrong. But what you've done was worse. It's time to get past this. For both of us." She told him. His face darkened, and he swung again. She dodged again, and suprisingly, she felt a familiar buzz in her head, before the fabric of the hilts of her blades formed in her hands. Her father tripped over his own feet backing away from her. Ignoring him, Vaia walked to the front door of the house, sheathing her blades in the leg straps as she went. She left the house for the last time. She ran to the top of the clock tower. She once more stood on the ledge and watched the town bustle below her. She was taking one more leap of faith, and she stepped over the edge. As she plummeted towards the ground, she held out a hand towards the ground, and fell into blackness.

Light sped toward her from the blackness all around her. A smile graced her lips, and she fell into the arms of Axel. He looked surprised to see her. "You're here V. I didn't think it was possible. I have none of the abilities I used to have. It all feels like a bad dream. But you... you're real. And here," Axel set her down on the ground. Vaia threw her arms around Axel and kissed him. He held her tightly and she felt her heart soar. She knew she'd see him again. Somehow, as she'd met her fate at Xemnas's hands, she'd known. Vaia heard a door open and stepped away. Saix walked in, looking surprised to see her as well. Vaia glanced at Axel nervously, and held out her hand to Saix. He smiled, just a little, and shook her hand.

"We have somewhere we need to be," Vaia said softly. Axel and Saix gave her curious looks. Vaia opened a corridor. "Do you trust me?" she asked. Axel nodded immediately, perhaps realizing what she meant. Saix looked a lot more hesitant. She beckoned him forwards, grabbing their hands, and pulling them in with her. They dropped out, on a little beach, on a little island. Right beside a palm tree curved to the side. There were already three people sitting on the tree, but they made room. Axel, Saix, and Vaia sat next to Sora, Riku, and Kairi. Sora and Axel spoke to each other animatedly. Vaia shared a smile with Kairi. Saix and Riku just did their stoic staring thing, and the group of six watched the sun set.

OK, cheesy ending, but I honestly didn't know where I was going with this till it happened. I like it. If you don't, I apologize, but I am pleased with where this story ended. I know there should have been a great fight scene or two somewhere, but when I started this story, I'd played the games all the time. About halfway through, my games were stolen from my sister's apartment. Its extremely depressing to have to get them back. Especially since I don't even use that system anymore. But I hope to, one day. Without the games, I just don't feel comfortable writing a fight scene, when I'm no longer familiar with the fighting abilities of any of the characters besides my own character. I want to thank anyone who read this story and stuck with it to the end. I know it isn't the most well written piece. I know it was pretty 'Mary Sue fanfic'. But I feel accomplished to finish it. Even with all the trouble I had, and when I lost my will to write because of that fiasco. Thanks to all of the reviewers who encouraged me. Even though my writing is going to take another direction from this point on, I will always remember the way you stood by me as I developed as a writer. To anyone who is afraid of the judgments of others, just remember. Not everyone will be a fan. Its the people that do like it that are important. No one can judge you more than you judge yourself. And you should never believe someone that is willing to attack you personally, rather than give constructive criticism. Which does not involve telling you that your story is crap and you should trash it. Remember, we are all in this together, to grow and develop our skills. That being said, thanks again for reading. Good luck ~