The Pain of Self Loss

A low chuckle broke the silence. Metal clattered to the ivory white floor, as the onlookers had tears falling from their eyes. He gripped the hilt of his weapon. A key-shaped blade.
Sora had tears running down his eyes as he saw the black smoke rising from his opponent's body-signifying that Xehanort's control over him was gone. But, he also knew that he was leaving... Leaving never to return again... Sora ran, falling to his knees holding his remains. "Roxas... Roxas I-I'm sorry..." Roxas looked up and smiled at Sora.
"Don't be sorry Sora, it's just my time to go." He choked out. Flecks of black and white started coming off his body, the blue eyes of the boy staring emptily at the ceiling. "Just... Just tell Axel that he never was heartless. He was a-...the best friend either of us could've asked for."
Light began to engulf his body, and he vanished. The Keyblade he dropped vanished with him.
Sora went limp, but then screamed. He threw his head back and screamed straight upwards. He wiped his eyes, and summoned his Keyblade.
"XEHANORT! I KNOW YOU CAN HERE ME!" And in the flesh, the one and only Master Xehanort appeared before Sora and company in a flash of Darkness.
"YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!"