Okay, well I hope you enjoy the story. If you haven't read Spirit Fire, read it before hand, it's better that way.

Disclaimer: sadly, I do not own any of the characters here except Falcon, though I would love to own Axel! But they all belong to Square Enix.

So, we begin!

"Are you sure about her?" a boy of about 13 stood in the shadows with another boy who looked several years younger, about 9. The older one had fire red hair that spiked backwards and dark poison apple green eyes, a small black tear shaped mark under each. The younger boy had dirty blonde hair that stuck upward slightly, and bright blue eyes. Both were wearing black complete cloaks that went down to their ankles and had sleeves. They both also wore black leather gloves, perfect clothing for the cold bitter winter.

"How should I know whether she's the right one or not?" the younger boy replied snappily. He was obviously irritated; "the Superior says she's the one, so I guess she is."

"Well, I hope she's pretty good then," the older one said with a hint of bitterness, "judging by the looks of her…"

"The Superior says she lost both her parents last year in a deadly heartless assault," the other one replied.

The older boy made a sound somewhere between a laugh and a scoff, "a deadly heartless assault, oh so frightening."

"Oh Axel, quit being so mean," the other boy said, "she just might be different from her parents. Don't judge her yet..."

"Well Roxas, I guess it's about time we took her in then."

The young girl that the two had been discussing was sitting, shivering with cold on the ground, dressed in nothing but rags that were once fabulous clothes of a powerful fighter. Her dark green eyes, the same color as the 13 year old in the shadows, shone sadness and loneliness; her dirty black hair had streaks of red going through it. She was about 9 years old, and her parents had died the year before, in, what she had been told, a deadly heartless assault. Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her and as she looked up, two boys, the same two who had been talking about her, stood over her. She was surprised enough that they had noticed her at all, more or less bothered to stop. She scanned them quickly, and thought it was strange that they both wore the same cloaks; even stranger that one was her age.

"You're coming with us," the older one said, "don't try to fight, it's no use." With that, he bent down and took hold of her wrist, none too gently, and pulled her up.

"Don't hurt her Axel," the boy her age said, jogging to keep up with him as Axel hauled her off. She tried to resist nonetheless, having no idea where these strange people were taking her. She scratched and bit, hissing all the while. They didn't know it, but she was a demon, having come from a line of them. Her nails were sharp as a cat's, her senses, particularly sight and sound, were unnaturally sharp.

"Ah!" Axel shouted as he drew his hand back, inspecting a bleeding cut inflicted by the girl's nails that had torn right through the leather of his glove, "testy, aren't you?" The girl simply glared back at him, and then she turned and ran as fast as she could. Instantly, a black shadowy void opened up in front of her, causing her to stop in her tracks as Axel immerged from it, smirking. She was astounded, who were these people? She felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Please, don't fight," she heard the other boy's voice and turned to face him, "we have to take you. We promise, where we're taking you you'll be taken care of and kept safe. No lie." The girl was amazed to hear these words coming from a boy no older than her, and his voice calmed her for some indefinite reason. She didn't resist as the boy led her along, whispering comforting words.

"You're good Roxas," Axel said huffily, "how do you do it?"

Roxas smiled gently, "I choose to use other methods than violence, it's simple as that." Axel crossed his arms and winced as the sharp winter wind bit into his hand wound. He cursed silently as he followed Roxas and the girl back to Castle Oblivion.

"Good job, you two," an older man of about 25 said to Axel as Roxas as they brought the girl to him, "very well done."

"Are you sure this girl is the right one…sir?' Axel asked cautiously.

"She is, there is no mistake. I knew it the instant I saw her," the man replied. The girl was astounded, she had never seen this man before, how could he have seen her? This time, he turned to face her.

"What is your name?" he asked in a voice that was commanding and seemed dark. His gray-green eyes bored into her. He had disheveled sliver hair that went below his shoulders, and he seemed to be the leader of the group that sat in a circle around him. They were in a large circular white room that had thirteen chairs of varying heights, each of them marked with a strange symbol in a blue circle on the top. There were thirteen people, counting Axel, Roxas, and the man that was standing in front of her. They all wore the same black cloak that Axel and Roxas wore. One, about 23, had long blue hair, a crossed shaped scar between his evil looking golden eyes, he reminded the girl of a fox. Another one, about 11, had a lock of silver-blue hair covering one eye, the other gray blue eye fixed directly on her. He gave her the creeps. And another one, about 12, had blonde hair that stuck up on the top, three bangs hanging down from the center. His light green eyes looked innocent enough, but knowing these people…

That was all she could see before the fox-like man's voice rang sharply through the air, "answer the Superior!"

"Falcon…" she whispered, her voice hoarse from lack of use, "Falcon Tenshi."

"Well then Falcon," the man said, "we welcome you into Organization XIII."

Well that's the first chapter folks! Sorry it was so short, I'll make the others longer. Review please! I hope you like it so far! Keep reading!