Hi, guys this is my new story about Hexal. It's centered around her life, and is about how she's been trying to adjust to the ways of the Organization XIII. I hope you guys enjoy!

Hexal Awakening

Chapter One:

Once upon a time, there was a boy. Once upon a time, there was another boy. Once upon a time, there was a girl. All three of them lived in the same place, on a group of islands known as Destiny Islands. Once upon a time, all three of them were friends. But this is most certainly not once upon a time.

This is a time after once upon a time. A time dark, confusing and deceptive. But the three once-friends were still there. The two boys were not the same as two years before, and the girl was sure of this.

The girl, was me.

The boys, I can no longer remember their names, had been acting strange, well, stranger than usual, mind you. They had always been rebellious, as was I. Dangerous, yes, but never like this. But they had wanted to do something crazy, and I didn't want them to risk it.

I didn't know what was so interesting about the castle outside of town. It was so far and dark. And yet both of them had wanted to go explore it.

'No,' I had said, 'if you're really my my friends, you won't do it.'

'It'll be fine,' they had tried to convince me, ' we'll be back before you know it.' I hadn't been about to throw all of our friendship away on some stupid castle trip that they wanted to take. Years and years of bonding was not something I had wanted to just throw away. It wasn't something you could break easily, either.

After a few days of refusing their pleads to go, I begrudgingly gave into them. But I'd told them both, 'if you leave me here alone, I'm coming to find you and bring you back home. You guys have always protected me, and now it's my turn. Even if you want to stay there, or you just don't want to come home, I'll always be there to bring you back.'

They had nodded, and the next day, they had set off for the castle. It had been in the early morning, the sun just beginning to clear the tops of the trees, and the tips of the grass still sparkling with frost. The second they were out of sight, I then realized how much I needed and depended on them. I had suddenly felt empty.

We had discussed the plan two days before they left. We has sat on top of the clock tower, our place to do and be whatever we wanted, and worked out the details over several bars of sea salt ice-cream. We had agreed that if they did not return after one week, that I would go and find them. But I knew that they would come back long before that, we had never been apart from each other for longer than two days.

The memories, of them, of us, are very hazy now. I can't remember very much, not their faces, their hair, or what they looked like at all. But I could remember who they were. And what was inside. I've always been able to do that with people, for as long as I can remember. I can remember two thoughts that I had had that day, they are the only clear things left.

The first one was when we were on top of the clock tower discussing on how many days I should wait, 'what if they never come back? Or what if I can't find them?' I admit, I didn't have very much faith in myself, and I never really trusted myself, either. I was always expecting for me to mess something up somehow. The second thought was when we were finishing up our ice-cream and watching the last flecks of red lower with the clouds as the other worlds started to wake up and get their light, 'precious metal, bronze, brass, copper. Ice, rain, blue, cold. Fire, red, glowing, wild.' I'm not completely sure what that thought was supposed to men, but I think, it was us.

When I thought about my two best friends leaving me, I was worried. But even as I watched them walk together towards the castle in the distance, I knew that they would come back to me soon.

Chapter Two:

They never came back.

It had been three weeks, and I had been waiting forever, not to mention searching for them. I had even gone into the other worlds, and I had gone all of the way to Hollow Bastion, or Radiant Garden. I hadn't found them. I had known that something was wrong the second day they had been gone. The castle, their goal, had vanished. At first I was all, 'the fuck?' Then I had just shrugged my shoulders and thought that it had been and illusion, a trick of the light or something.

I can't believe that I had actually believed that for a single second. Each day, I had looked at the horizon, where the castle was supposed to be, and saw nothing. I waited for the boys, but they had never come back. I never once asked anyone else for help, we had sworn this whole thing into secrecy from the start. So many nevers can really take a toll on someones heart.

I began to change. I would stare at the horizon at the castle that was supposed to be there but wasn't, and then I would start to shake. I still watched the sunset, hoping that somewhere, the boys were watching it, too.

Over time, I began to feel cold. I no longer felt things in their wholeness. Now that I think about it, I guess I went into sort of a shock when I knew that they would not be coming back. I became paranoid. I started climbing out of my window, late at night, to go to the bach and send notes in glass bottles to them, somehow feeling that they were out there, on the sea, trying to come home. I had listened to the sea, and collected one shell for each day that they had been gone.

The glowing sand, the dark water, the smooth shells, they will forever be in my memories, no matter how many times you try to erase them. This one will remain, even if, or when, I can't remember my own name.

Time passed. Three weeks became one month. One month became three months. Three months became one year. One year became four. And I was still alone.

One day, on the ninth of June, my heart broke. I felt it, inside of me. Something just drained completely out of my soul. I was dead inside. But I couldn't bring myself to care. I don't know now how I knew that I would never be the same, never be normal anymore.

I stopped caring. I stopped trying. I knew that I would never find them, that they would never return. Some part of me couldn't bear to let them go just yet. I needed to remember them, so I wouldn't make another mistake.

So one night, the last night I went to the beach, I took the last message in a bottle. I set it on the shoreline, and watched as the tide came in, and lapped it up with its cold, salty tongue. I sat down on the sand and picked up the last shell I would ever keep for them. They didn't deserve it. It was a copper, bronze reddish color on the outside, but it was a pale, icy blu on the inside.

I shattered it on a nearby rock. It broke into twenty-seven pieces. I took a razor sharp shard and brought it to rest against the tanned skin of my left wrist. I cut our symbol into the soft flesh of the underside of my wrist:

Our symbol meant ment defiance, sorrow, and fire. It was undoubtedly us. It symbolized us. We were defiance, sorrow, and fire. I hoped that now I had engraved our message in my skin, I would be able to remember what emotion felt like.

I had watched the blood fall onto the sand, the shell shards, and knew that this was not the end.

Chapter Three:

The letter came four days after my heart broke. June thirteenth. It had been another day of moping around my house, listlessly eating and watching TV, when I had noticed the mail truck in front of my house at my mailbox. I mechanically got the mailbox key out of the junk drawer and went outside.

There was only one letter inside the heated metal of the mailbox when I opened it. It was from the Castle That Never Was, in the Land That Never Was.. For the first time in a while, I had thought, 'the fuck?' I brought the letter inside to the kitchen table and sat down.

This was the letter:

XIII

To Hexal C. Trinity,

You are hereby requested to join the Organization XIII. We will not be contacting you after this letter, but we are well aware of your current situation, in the way that your heart has been broken. There is no reason for you to remain in your current world. There is no purpose for you there, but if you join the Organization XIII, there is a new path, a new meaning for your life. You will have purpose. If you wish to join, go towards the castle that your friends were going to. You will find a gate in front of a mansion. Go there, then wait. We hope that you make the right decision.

Sincerely,

Xemnas the Superior

I didn't know what this letter was about, but I didn't think that it was a mistake, because whoever Xemnas wa, he knew that my two friends had tried to go to the castle. But how could he possibly know about that? And also, how could he know that my heart had been broken? I had barely even came out of my house except to get food from the store.

And I definitely hadn't told anyone about my broken heart. The world was blurring together too fast. The Organization XIII? What the hell was that? But they, whoever they were, were apparently offering me a membership. I hadn't wanted to commit to this crazy thing when I had no idea what it even was. I needed answers.

I had sat there in the kitchen like that, staring at the letter in my hands, for a long time. If I didn't know what they wanted me for, then what reason did I have to join? They offered me nothing that I wanted.

But then I had remembered what this 'Xemnas' had said. They offered me purpose. They had said that there was no reason for me to stay in this world. They were right, I had a broken heart. No emotion. But I still had so many questions.

Like, how did they know that my heart had been broken? How did they know that my friends were trying to get to the castle? Where were my friends? What was the Organization XIII? Why did they want me to be a part of it? And most of all, who was Hexal C. Trinity? That was the name at the top of the letter, who it was meant for.

From what I can remember now, that hadn't been my name. Then again, I can't remember what it had been, in the first place. That memory has been erased, maybe forever. That was the initial reason why I had thought that the letter had been a mistake. But it couldn't have been a mistake. No one we knew about the boys, or my heart. The letter was meant for me.

A new life. A fresh start. Purpose. That was what the Organization XIII was offering me. And I needed those things.

I was going to join the Organization XIII.

Okay, that was the first chapter in Hexal Awakening, I hope you liked it. The next chapter will be about how Hexal gets to the mansion gate, and about her transition from a human into a Nobody. So, until then;)