Zexion's Journal

A/N: Obviously, I don't own any of the characters mentioned. They belong to Disney and SquareEnix. Oh, and if you haven't played Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories, and Kingdom Hearts 2, there are spoilers ahead (this first chapter is only CoM). Yeah, maybe he would not have kept a journal, but then where would the fun be, right?

And without further ado – onwards to the fic!

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We've been Nobodies for some time. Time. That's almost laughable in of itself. We have no sense of it. Has it been two weeks or two years since Xehanort took Ansem's name and led us down the path to darkness? It matters not.

Ah, but then there is the Keyblade wielder. He wandered to our castle, seeking a lost friend. I paid no further heed, until I heard of Marluxia's plan. I have to presume that XI and XII are unhappy with their ranks within the Organization – but they were among the newest in our Organization, and the least trusted. There is Roxas… but he is another matter entirely, one which would deserve its own book to delve into.

Marluxia seeks to use Sora against us. That cannot be allowed. There is another… he smells like Xemnas, and yet he is not. He is the boy the Keyblader seeks. Perhaps he can be used to stop the traitors – I have spoken with Vexen and Lexaeus on the matter, and we are in agreement. Vexen goes now to battle the child.

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Vexen is an idiot. So eager to test his experiment that he moved too soon. Ironic that Marluxia is so willing to tow the line now, or, rather, threaten to reveal the Replica's existence to Xemnas.

Admittedly, the manikin is more against our rules than power plays – the latter happen all the time. As a prime example: Saïx. He did something (I was never sure on the details), and now works more closely with the Superior than even Xigbar or Xaldin. Actually, Xaldin has had a bit of a fall from grace, but the politics of our Organization is another matter entirely, and one I do not concern myself with, for the most part.

But with this news – Lexaeus and I move forward with our plan without him. To that end, we began to prepare. An odd thing happened at that time – Vexen's scent faded. The metallic tang I had grown used to, was gone. Just gone.

I knew what that meant. In our early days, there had been others. Saïx wasn't always VII. Shaxiw: Weapon – whip. Controlled birds and lizards. He attempted to cross Xemnas, and was destroyed. When his musky odor had faded, I had known that Xemnas had learned of his plans, and destroyed him.

But this was different. Shaxiw had been destroyed by Xemnas. Not by an outsider. Axel's burnt stench had been nearby – what had happened? His remained just as strong. Had Axel turned on us? Or was it the Keyblader, who I could detect nearby?

It matters not at the present time. Our plan is in full motion now – Lexaeus goes to meet the boy Rikku.

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I sit alone in our empty quarters. Lexaeus is gone, defeated by Xehanort's Keyblader. As I contemplate my next move, Larxene's acrid smell fades. I stand, paying more attention to the remaining two traitors – fiery Axel and flowery Marluxia.

I wait. Like perfume on the wind, Marluxia's roses disappear. (Axel's remains. I must be wary.) But it is done. The control XI sought over Sora is no more. I need to destroy the boy Riku – he knows too much. A mistake on my part, but it was necessary then. Now that he is not needed…. I leave.