Organizational Flaws

Ch 1

Max hunting and the New Nobody.

Pairings: RoxasXOc

Author: Wishful Galaxy

Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my Oc, Max. Thanks!

We aren't supposed to exist beyond the darkness that traps our hearts and souls, but we do. Neither do we have the emotion a heart can offer, yet we stand here in union.

I was created recently, from a girl who was taken by the heartless in a town known as Twilight Town. Her name was Amy, and she and I share ice clear blue eyes , and my blondehair closely matches her brunette hair.

I don't understand any of this, really. I am new, after all.

The Organization named me, but I had them drop the 'Y'.

I have magic that I don't understand.

A weapon I don't know how to use, or even summon.

But I'm learning.

My name is Max.

If I ever woke up to morning, it would be the death of me.

What did Xenmas have against nicer scenery, anyways? I mean, come on! The dark and eerie night was enough to bore me to tears.

I stared up at the blinding white ceiling, contemplating what it would look like if it ever regained actual color. Then I decided it really wouldn't look good, because none of us where really used to color around here, anyways.

That was another annoying thing. Xenmas, our Superior leader, had this weird obsession with contrasting black and white, and it in itself was getting on my nerves. I mean, we live in white rooms, closely related to padded cells you see in mental hospitals, and we wear black coats for crying out loud!

Sighing, I stood up and walked over to the mini-fridge in the corner of my room.

I kept it padlocked and chained, because Xaldin, the wind lancing dreadlock weirdo, would get so aggravated with my hyper activeness and jumpy disposition, that he would come in here, neglecting my permission, and try to steal my Mountain Dew stash from me. Ha, fat chance of that ever happening. Usually, I'll catch him in the act and throw things at him. Like in the beginning. Demyx spent a day and a half fixing his Sitar.

The Organization had created a new rule recently, one that mainly revolved around me.

'Organization Members are forbidden to give other members sugar concentrated foods or drinks, for fear of everlasting mayhem and chaos.'

Yup. That fit my description.

I popped the cap of a can of Mt Dew and locked the door again.

Stepping outside, I began to clumsily walk down the hall, giggling at how much fun it would be to annoy the members of the Org with what could only be called a Max tornado.

I walked into the kitchen area with my Mountain Dew, and was pleased that everyone flinched.

"Maxy, put that can down," Larxene, a blond know it all pain in the butt glared.

I stuck my tongue out at her. "Make me."

()()()()()()

Axel strutted down the hall from his room, heading for the dining room to get a little breakfast in before he got his next mission assignment from Siax.

Halfway down the hall, he heard a shatter, much like glass breaking, and a female scream.

Immediately knowing what was coming, Axel jumped to the side and clung to the wall.

One week, and he already created a safety procedure for…'incidents' like this one.

Sure enough, five seconds later a figure swooped past him, blonde hair streaming behind her.

"Hi Axel, Bye Axel!"

Max ran past, laughing giddily as Larxene ran after her with a kitchen knife, Xaldin and his lances, Xigbar with his arrow guns, and Zexion with a book from the library.

Axel laughed to himself. That girl was definitely at the top of the 'Grounded for life' list.

"Stupid, rotten, hyperactive brat! Come back here!" Larxene shouted.

"Nah-Nah-Nah, Nah-Nah, Nah!" Maxy taunted back, running down the hall.

Zexion slowed to a stop in front of Axel, panting.

"What happened this time?" Axel asked.

"That…Crazy nobody…she is so in for it. When Larxene gets a hold of her, she's gonna tear her head off." Zexion leaned against a wall, fanning himself with his book.

"What happened?"

"Not sure, exactly. Xaldin said that she walking into the kitchen with Mountain Dew, and everyone toke cover. Larxene tried to get the girl to throw what was left of the can away, and we all know Larxene, Larxene threatened the girl, and Max poured what was left in Larxene's hair. Then, Larxene grabbed a kitchen knife and went Max hunting." Zexion told him.

"That explains a lot. Who gave Maxy the sugar?" Axel laughed.

"She has an everlasting stash in her room. And I think there's a chocolate stash somewhere to." Zexion replied.

"And now I have to save the girl from immediate death. She's under my supervision, but I can't even control the girl!" Zexion finish, beginning to run down the hall.

He stopped after ten meters, his breath hitched.

"Uh oh." He spoke as a whisper, holding his hands out to stop what ever attacks were about to be made.

Automatically, Axel jumped on a wall again, just as a black coated blonde streak ran into Zexion.

"Dieing! In need of oxygen!" Zexion gasped, pushing a dizzy Max off of him.

"Oppsies! Sorry Zexy." Max stood up, turned, shrieked, and jumped behind Axel as a knife went flying at her.

Axel sighed and held his hand up at a very furious Larxene.

"She's sugar high, Larx, stand down." He told her.

The blonde older female glared at him and turned away with a huff.

Maxy leaned against a wall, looking relieved. She giggled, almost drunkenly.

Axel picked her up and tossed her over his shoulder.

"Hey! Put me down if you want to live!" Max shouted in his ear.

"I will put you down, when we get to the Superiors office." He yelled back, but not as loudly.

"You're taking me to Xenmas! Nooooo!"

()()()()()()

I was tired of being flopped down on someone's shoulder, and I voiced my complaint.

"Axel, put me down now. The sugar wore off."

Obediently, he set me down. We were right outside the Superiors office, too. How convenient.

We stepped through the double doors, and I shivered at how cold it was inside.

"Axel. You do not have to tell me what happened. She had sugar. I can see that clearly."

I was bouncing lightly, still a little dizzy from the explosion of soda.

"Very well." Axel portaled out of the room, much to my dismay.

"Maxy,_"

"Its Max. I dropped the 'Y', remember?" I told him.

"Fine. Max. I need you to come with me."

"Why?" I asked the very tall guy.

There is a new Nobody, residing in Twilight Town. I am going to meet him, and it is vital that you come with me. You will know why soon enough." He told me in blank monotone.

"Okay…"

We were going to another world, so I had to pull my hood over my face to keep from being recognized, especially since we were going to Amy's world.

Xenmas created a portal, and I stepped through it. We found ourselves in the woods, just out side a clearing that led to a mansion that had been abandoned for years.

We entered the clearing, and I saw a boy who was no older than I was, staring through the gate up at the second floor window. That had been exactly what I had done when Xenmas had found me.

Speaking of the deranged lunatic, he walked up to the boy, his own hood up. I stood back in the safety of the shadow.

"You seek answers."

Xenmas spoke to him, and it wasn't a question. I couldn't see the boy when he looked up at Xenmas, because Xenmas was in my way.

"I can give you purpose."

Xenmas held his hand up, and the word 'Sora' appeared between the two nobodies.

The letters started to swirl, with an 'X' added in.

The word 'Roxas' was spelled out.

"Roxas…" The boy, newly named Roxas, answered.

"Come forward." Xenmas turned to me and I obeyed, a strange sense of calm washing over me.

I stood next to Xenmas, and the boy stared back at me.

I was instantly shocked, and I slowly pulled my hood down, revealing my facial features.

My blonde hair swayed lightly in the wind, as did his blonde, spiked hair did.

My clear blue-sapphire eyes looked back into his matching blue ones, and we were just staring at each other.

This nobody, this boy…looked exactly like me.

"I'm Max." I told him. He stared at me for a moment before answering.

"I'm Roxas. Are we…related?"