I walked aimlessly down the plain white hall, slowly dragging my gloved fingers against the smooth surface. My hood was covering my eyes, that if a normal person were too look at them, it would appear that I was extremely angry. Heh, I would be, if I had emotions.

*10 minutes earlier*

"You were never meant to exist!"

"Well, neither were you!"

"You're just a mistake, a tool to be used by Xemnas and I to find the key-bearers weakness!"

"Well, news-flash, NOT ANYMORE X-MAN!"

"Don't you dare yell at me!"

"Don't you dare fucking yell at me, DUMB ASS!"

"Excuse me?"

"You're excused. Now shut the fuck up and leave me to my 'mistake' of a life!"

"No!"

"Why not? You scared of losing to someone 'lesser' than you?"

"No. I cannot be scared. I have no emotions."

"Well, please do leave now. Because I'm sick of you telling me what to do, when to do it, and who to do it with!"

"Well, you have no choice. That's why you're in the fucking Organization!"

I, and our 10-men audience gasped. Saïx only swore when he was pissed, to the extreme.

"Oh, really now? Why don't I have a choice!"

"Because. The only reason you're he-"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. 'To find the key-bearers weakness.' Whatever. But I wasn't made from a few science experiments, I actually used to have a heart, so you have no RIGHT, over me. You can't call me your 'own little Nobody' because I had a Somebody!"

"That was completely irrelevant to this argument!"

"YOU'RE COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT TO THIS ARGUMENT!"

I huffed and walked away, glancing at the ten other members, who were surprised at this fight.

"WHATEVER. YOU'RE JUST A FUCKING MISTAKE!"

*Present*

That had been the third time this week Saïx and I have fought. It's always been about the same thing. About how I'm just a pawn for the Organization. Well, I was starting to rebel against him and Mansex.

The last line threw me over the top, I ran away at that point, to where I am now. Completely lost in a part of the castle I have never been.

I've been thinking a lot. About how I could try to over-throw the Organization, when I remembered someone was already planning on doing that. Oh god, what was his name..

Uhm.. Marx.. no.. Maaa.. uhm...

MARLUXIA. That was him. My head whipped up at the remembrance of the man's name, resulting in my hood falling down revealing my violet eyes and me coming eye-to-eye with the exact man I was looking for.

"Oh, Marlu-"

"You seemed pretty pissed today Lixry."

"Heh. I was."

"Well, I was wondering something."

"Okay... What?"

"You said, you didn't like working in the Organization.."

"Yeah...?"

"I was wondering..," he said while rubbing his neck, "if you would like to be in my group of people to over-throw the Organization.."

Our eyes locked each others sight for a second, sending chills down my spine.

"Y-Yeah.. sure. Sounds fun."

I smiled and he chuckled.

"Well, I'll see you around. And I'm going to make sure 'X-Man' assigns our next missions together." He said, mimicking what I called Saïx earlier today, and disappeared into a dark portal.

"That was a really weird feeling..." I mumbled solemnly to myself.

'Seriously, what was that. That chill... I've never felt it before, and I've made eye contact with Marluxia before..' I said to myself.

"Whatever." I said aloud and opened a portal to the Grey Room.