Disclaimer: I, the author, do not own Kingdom Hearts, or anything associated with Disney and/or Square Enix. I do not own anything referenced from a third-party source that is used for entertainment purposes in this fanfiction, or other media involved in this writing. All OC's belong to the individuals listed at the end of this chapter.
Re:organized Days
[ I - Re:birth - I ]
The shuffle of leather brushing against the smooth surface of tiled flooring seemed to echo throughout the otherwise silent and empty hallway. The familiar face of the Superior was bland, monotone as he came to the dead end, a gloved hand raising to tap against the flat, gray surface. Xemnas stood completely still as the wall slowly rumbled to life, creaking gently as it sunk into itself, then slid slowly to one side, revealing a stairwell downward. Lights began to click on, one by one, following the path down and illuminating the bleak space for Number I to begin his trudge down into this secret area of The Castle.
Halfway of his descent of the staircase, the wall began to shift back slowly into place. A second, cloaked figure slipped silently in before the door shut. The organization's Number II crept silently down after Xemnas, Xigbar keeping himself secured in the shadows, out of sight.
Outside of The Locked Sanctuary
Xemnas eventually made his destination, coming to a stop outside of a vibrantly white door. There were hollowed out designs etched into the otherwise smooth surface, though they would mostly go unnoticed to otherwise eagle-eyed visitors. If any were even to make it this far.
The Superior's lips moved, an inaudible sound escaping. Slowly, these hollows and carved patterns began lighting a crisp, deep cerulean color, patterns revealing chains and various writings, none in any currently spoken languages. Only a few moments passed before the blues were replaced with pitch black, and a straight line dented through the middle of the door, both halves beginning to slowly swing open.
"Hello again, old friend."
Xemnas' voice was still just as collected, his amber gaze locating the dusty suit of armor on the opposite wall, leaning against it and the floor. A discarded Keyblade lay across it's lap, no visible change in either object from the last decade, save for dust still collecting overtime. He seemed to regard the empty suit with high status, only taking a few steps into the room as he spoke to the inanimate object, retelling his latest additions to his plans. Not too far behind, Xigbar sat and listened, both eyes closed as he hung upside down from the ceiling, as he usually did when following Xemnas. He'd gotten used to a position in the shadows with how often he'd eavesdropped on these one-sided conversations, fairly confident The Superior would not see him. And if he did, he never told.
"... so you see," Xemnas continued, his own eyes blinking shut for a moment, "what we have planned now, which-" a rumbling sound stopped the silver-haired man, though nothing outside. It was the sound of a shift both he and Xigbar felt in the world in-between. A foreign presence. Xemnas' lips shut into a thin line, before he was turning away from the suit of armor and Keyblade, walking briskly back out of the door and up the stairs. Xigbar stood and left the room, as well, summoning a Corridor of Darkness from where he was on the ceiling and exiting as such, just as the white door began to close.
A very faint glint of light reflected from the dusty Keyblade, a small glimmer running from where the barrel met the handle, up toward the blade's teeth.
The Dark City
'SCREEAAAAUUGGGHHH!'
The almost pained sound of the Shadow Heartless falling echoed alongside the sound of running footsteps, and several other Heartless appearing. Another of the little bugs was struck down by a boy, using a Keyblade of all things to slay the Heartless. The claw-like teeth of his weapon cut through two more of the small enemies, before a handful more emerged from the city.
"Why are there so many here?" He cut through another two Heartless easily enough, a hand coming up to push dark hair out of his face.
'SSSSKKKK!'
The boy narrowly avoided one coming up from behind, hitting it with the circular handle of his weapon. He let out a low sound, almost tiredly, before taking a jump back and readying his stance once more.
"I'm getting a little bit annoyed with this, now," he started to himself, amber eyes narrowing as he raised his left hand from the handle of his Keyblade. With it held firmly in his right, the now free hand waved over the circular shape, the twelve Roman symbols lighting up a bright, though faded shade of purple.
"Let's kick it up a notch. Vos postulo ut retardo," His voice was low, the entire Keyblade glowing faintly as he charged forward into the growing swarm of Heartless. His right arm extended, the Keyblade flying from his hand and spinning through the Shadows almost in slow-motion. Everything seemed to be slowing down, as well; the flickering lights nearby seemed to steady, the bugs sluggishly moved around the Keyblade, and the weapon itself continued to spiral around, like hands on a clock's face. In the next few moments, the twelve numbers on the handle of his blade lit up a more vibrant hue of purple, the entire weapon expelling a sort of magical wave of the same color. The gothic design of a clock's face shined through as the boy grabbed his blade once again, cutting through the Heartless at almost double-speed, while the surrounding enemies were slugging through time at twice their normal motion.
The teen made quick work of twenty-three Shadow Heartless in what was only a few short seconds to Xemnas, watching from one of the castle balconies far off in the distance.
"They really should pay me for this," he mused, laying the shaft of the Keyblade against his shoulder. The light from the magic he'd used subsiding, and no further Heartless showing up for the moment, he began to trek deeper into the Dark City. After only a few short minutes, the Castle began to appear in his line of sight, a hooded figure walking out and prompting him to tighten his grip on his Keyblade.
"Oi!" He called out, the figure going still as the boy lowered his weapon, getting ready to rush forward if needed be. But the large, cloaked individual looked to be more human in shape, beneath his cloak and hood. So he kept talking, for now. "You look human enough; mind explaining this place to me?"
They both stood silent for a few minutes, the mysterious figure staying by the large castle, while the mysterious boy stood and pushed his hair back out of his face once again. The hooded figure began walking forward, now, making his way closer to the boy, who readied his Keyblade once again. A gloved hand came up, though, as an offering of peace, before the man spoke.
"... Please, follow me."
The Castle Entrance
Walking through gates and heading through a maze of grays, whites, and a few shades of black, both the boy and hooded figure stopped at an imposing archway. Xemnas stood here, waiting for them both, his amber eyes locked on the mysterious boy's Keyblade.
"Thank you, Lexaeus," the Superior spoke after a few moments, to which the hooded figure nodded. "You may go."
Lexaeus nodded again, before heading up to the large archway and making his way into the shadows of wherever that door lead. Xigbar appeared shortly after, a gloved finger scratching the side of his head where his eyepatch touched the skin.
"This thing is irritating me lately."
"What is this place?" The boy started, fist tightening at the handle of his Keyblade. Xemnas didn't answer his question, merely raising a hand and pointing a finger at the boy, responding with his own. "What do you call yourself, boy. And what do you call that weapon."
He blinked a few times at the Superior's words, squinting to where it almost looked as if he'd shut his eyes. "I answer to Kage, and this is a Keyblade..." he took an apprehensive step back, before pointing the weapon towards Xemnas, now. "Answer my question, now; What is this place?"
Xemnas' lips twitched into a devious grin, a low chuckle rumbling in the back of his throat. He turned slightly towards Xigbar, muttering something to the one-eyed man, who nodded before falling backward into the shadows once again. Turning towards Kage, Xemnas continued to smile eerily, though he seemed more focused on the boy's Keyblade then he did on the one wielding the weapon, before eventually speaking once again.
"You'll be of great use to us, Kegax."
Meanwhile...
"Eek!"
Huddled together atop one of many chairs around an uneven, rectangular table, the Mad Hatter and March Hare were found surrounded by Shadow Heartless. The Hatter had gotten a broom from somewhere, and was trying to swat the bugs away. The little Heartless continued to swarm undeterred, slithering over chairs and tables, knocking things over and shattering a few plates and teacups. Both the Hatter and Hare hurried to climb higher onto the red armchair near one head of the table, the Hatter losing his grip on the broomstick and watching it fall into the grass with a horrified expression and matching gasp.
"Oh someone help us, please!"
Moments later, as if on queue, a random disc of some sort came flying out of nowhere. The saw-like object cut through three Heartless, before swinging back around and flying into a nearby tree. The others stopped moving, looking at the tree, the Hatter and Hare included. Both blinked, before turning back toward the Heartless, then to the tree. The saw returned, with a partner, and both cut through another three Heartless each. Flying back toward the tree, two hands stuck out from the bush of leaves, catching the weapons and pulling them up, before a figure tumbled out and landed in the grass.
"I thought this place was run by the Queen of Hearts, not Queen of Heartless," the boy spoke, blowing the purple-hued hair from his face. He stood back up and twisted to throw the weapons back out at the Shadow Heartless, taking out another four of them. Cheering to himself, he took off running, the long tail of hair tied loosely behind him hitting himself in the face when he spun around to fling the discs back out into the swarm of bugs, before tumbling over his own bare feet and landing back in the grass.
"Why does that happen," he muttered, getting ready to throw another attack until there was a sudden rumbling sound, a rain of translucent, violet darts taking out the remaining Heartless.
"Huh. I always knew it would rain death," he tilted his head back to look up at the sky, before catching the sight of a larger, hooded figure walking off into the distance. He blinked a few times at the sight, before noticing the man's strange-looking weapons, and getting back to his feet. The boy took one last glance to the now passed-out tea party inhabitants, before shrugging and hopping off to follow this mysterious person. Or monster. He couldn't exactly tell from how far away he was.
He didn't question when the figure summoned an ominous black portal, or hesitate in following him through it.
Later, The Castle Interior
"So now you know, don't ever mess with The Flurry of Dancing Flames," Axel was laughing, both hands on a shoulder each of Roxas and Xion. The older of the trio was retelling the teens about his latest prank on Marluxia, still snickering as he remembered. Both Roxas and Xion just nodded along awkwardly, neither seeming to find it all that funny as Axel lead them into the kitchen.
"I still don't-" Roxas started, before cutting off abruptly when Axel summoned one of his chakrams. The lanky redhead was aiming at a smaller figure seated at the kitchen island, wearing a similar uniform to the other three. From behind Roxas thought she looked a little like Xion; small frame, slightly-flared sleeves, short black hair, though it was streaked with purple and in a sort of bob-like style.
He thought it looked a little strange and unique, but he wouldn't question it once he and this stranger officially met. She probably wouldn't like being called 'strange' in any way.
"Who are you?" Axel started, Roxas focusing back on his friend whereas Xion merely stood silently and watched back and forth between him and the other girl. Her head tilted upward, glancing over her shoulder slightly and immediately scowled at Axel, brown-eyed gaze seeming downright wicked. Roxas and Xion took notice of black tattoos beneath her eyes, which seemed to add to her annoyed look at their friend.
"Back off, hedgehog-head. I'm not in the mood," she bit out, turning back away from Axel and moving to throw her hood up. Her attention returned to a book seated on the counter top in front of her, tuning Axel out as he puffed up at the girl's words. The spiky-haired Number VIII stepped away from Roxas and Xion swiftly, bopping a blunt end of his chakram against the counter, jolting the book up and off, the leather tome landing face-down on the floor.
Both Numbers XIII and XIV's eyes widened when Axel was smacked across the face with the end of a bow the girl summoned from a cloud of smoke and what appeared to be black and violet-colored vines. The same foliage seemed to decorate the weapon, as well.
Axel sputtered, summoning the second chakram in a wave of flames, getting ready to throw them in retaliation, but being cut off by an arrow nicking his left arm. The redhead hissed, glaring at the girl who knocked another arrow to her bow, the only thing visible beneath her hood was her scowling lips.
"Why you little-" he began spinning both of his chakrams, flames catching one blade of each before igniting the entire perimeter. The mysterious girl just silently aimed, though her lips seemed to twitch slightly into a smirk, the arrow against her bow glowing a dark blue before she fired it. The arrowhead sliced at the back of one of Axel's gloved hands, water slicing at his sleeve and outing the flames of the chakram on that side. Axel blinked a few times, still sputtering to himself, before matching the girl's scowl. He let out a grunt, before lunging forward, the teenager doing the same, while Roxas and Xion quickly summoned their Kingdom Keys to try and intervene.
Author's Note: So here it is, ANOTHER re-write of Organized Days.
I'm absolutely 300% sorry for how long this took, and how long it's taken to update or publish anything else. I haven't had access to my docs in like, forever, because my uncle's laptop-which I have to use to write-sucks eggs. BUT, late last month I was able to download the web browser Firefox, and I can access my docs, deviantart, and everything else Internet Explorer wouldn't let me!
Kegax belongs to user HawkRider.
Xylarsk belongs to myself.
Haxisal belongs to user Haxisal-XIII.
So with that, expect new chapters, new stories, and new re-writes coming at a, hopefully, reasonable posting schedule!
Happy 2016!
