Fist First, Slap Second - Chapter 1
I wondered how I'm meant to work in such troubled position, not knowing anything about me, all that I know is that I'm blonde with blue eyes, and I'm wearing a ridiculously long black coat forced to stay here because I have a talent that no one else here can hold... I control the Keyblade.
"Hey Luxy!" a pink haired male greeted a blonde male about three years younger than the pink haired man, I do believe the pink haired male is called Marluxia and the other blonde is called Luxord. There's a few blondes here in the Organization; there's Luxord, Larxene (though many call her the bitch because she's the only bitch here, ie. woman) and then there's me. Roxas.
"Have you seen Axel anywhere?" Marluxia continued his conversation with Luxord.
"I believe he's in his bedroom, if you blithering idiot decided to attempt to look in his room," Vexen smirked, who everyone's scared shitless about because he's a mad scientist. Well. Used to be before he got Nobodified, he still continues his work as the scientist.
"Did anyone ask you? No, so shut your gob, you old bastard!" Luxord yelled back at Vexen.
"Fine, anyways, I hope you haven't forgotten about the meeting Lord Xemnas told us about, have you?" Vexen asked "Because you know the punishment if you are late don't you?"
Excrutiating pain. Others have told me, it's undescribable apparently. I never have been late. Especially during my time here in this hell house. I know one particular Nobody that has more than once been late, his name is Axel.
"Roxas! You need to be escorted to the Round Room immediatley! That means now you imbecile!" Vexen screeched at me. I don't like it whenever someone or something screeches at me, it doesn't sound right. I hear a different voice. I voice of fear, pain, misery and sadness. Then I snap out of the dillusion of the voice matter and back to reality. I need to tell some one about these dillusions, but I can't. No one here knows me like Xemnas because he's the one that brought me into here.
"Best get Axy up then!" Luxord gleefully said, "AXEL! We're gonna be late again if you don't get up, hunny!"
"Coming now, babe." Came a sexy and tired voice from Axel's bedroom. Then came the lean, sexy redhead, lazily walking upto Luxord and pecked at Lux's cheek.
"Thanks for gettin' me up babe, otherwise I'd be dead. Literally." Axel slurred from his tiredness. He leant down to pick up his coat from the ground then he toppled over on his back.
"Heheh. Somebody? Help me up. Somebody?" Axel said in hope I or anyone heard him, obey his speech for him. Well, tough luck. I'm not that kind of guy that lets other people walk all over me like shit. Especially for people that are only a few years older than me. When I mean a few years older, I mean three.