The teens lined up, all in rags they would normally wear. The room around them was white, with huge thrones of varying heights in a circle.
The oldest and most pig-headed of them called "Are we gonna do this or what?"
Almost as if he was eavesdropping, Xigbar floated down onto the floor. "Indeed, young one, we are 'gonna' do this." His eyes grew wide as he clapped his hands and down jumped a figure in a black robe like Xigbar's, only his cloak was concealing his face. "Are you sure you're ready, Roxas?"
The robed figure nodded.
"Okay, but go easy on them; no dual wielding!" Xigbar barked; his tone harsh.
The figure mimed a groan as Xigbar floated upwards and out of sight. He took off his hood, showing that he had blond, spiky hair. "Hello. 'Name's Roxas."
The eldest teen pulled out a sword and said, "Let's get this over with; I'm only here for the prize!"
Roxas smirked; " You mean you consider working for the Organization XIII a prize? Oooohhh! I oughta teach you a lesson, bub!" He threw out his hand, and instantaneously two keyblades formed in it. "Now, which to choose… He took up the black one and said, "Oblivion! Show these whelps what true power is!" The white one, named Oathkeeper, vanished as he rushed towards the exactly 14 teens.
"Listen up, whelps! I am Roxas, Number XIII in the Organization XIII! I am the first of the 13 trails of the organization!" He threw Oblivion in a spinning motion at the eldest teen, and upon hitting his legs, they began disintegrating.
The boy grinned and said, "My name is Alex. My comment on that attack is: HEAL!" He threw a potion up in the air, and his legs stopped disappearing. "Think I see that if we lose, we get beamed outta here!"
Roxas ran towards Alex saying, "Ya don't say? That's EXACTLY what I was about to say!" HE swung, and in an instant, Alex's grin vanished. He disintegrated. "Sorry, KIDDIES, but playtime's over! My trial is done, seeing as I have eliminated one very unworthy candidate. Please wait here for the next Trial Member to come to you.
Roxas vanished in a dark portal and as soon as he was gone, the floor began moving up until it reached the second highest throne. Upon it was a young girl with blond hair, sharpening small blades in between her fingers with a nail file.
Larxene… No. XII
