This is my first fan fiction, so please be kind! Read and review, please! Seven OCs and Roxés belongs to Zexionsgirl6 and Caelix belongs to Coheed17. If there are any ideas on how I can improve my writing, I'll welcome them! By the way, as in all my other stories, if for some reason the site bolded and underlined it, please it ignore that. I'm sorry, I don't mean for it to happen, it just does. _ Anyway, enjoy!
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Kingdom Hearts or anything having to do with Kingdom Hearts. If I did…*thinking about what changes I would make*…more Axel time. :3
Chapter One
It was unheard of. And people hated anything that was not normal. They naturally feared it, and avoided it. It had been the case with a select few people. For some reason, they had received unnatural abilities, although they were small and difficult to control. They didn't want to be shunned from society, so they kept their powers a secret. But it wasn't long before the government caught wind of these people. Although they were regarded as monsters and outcasts by the rest of the world, the government saw it as a perfect opportunity.
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The rooms were quiet. They were almost all white and gray, and everyone inside was silent, sitting on benches around the edges. There were separate rooms, one for girls, and one for boys. None of the twenty or so people knew each other, they simply sat and wondered why they were there. There were two doors in the room, each snow white, matching the walls. One of the girls looked around nervously. The occupants of one room could see the people in the other through a glass divider. As for how each of the people was taking the situation, some were scared, other confused, and others serious. There was a clock on each side, ticking away. All was silent but that ticking. Suddenly, the glass wall started to descend into the floor, and the people sitting up against it were forced to move. The two rooms had been combined into one. And at that moment, a single man walked in. He was wearing normal enough looking clothes with a medical coat over it, but still had an air of foreboding about him. He cleared his throat and pushed his brown hair out of his face.
"I suppose you're wondering why you're here. After all, being brought here suddenly, without anyone you actually know, would be pretty shocking." He received glares from a few of the people around the room.
"Hell right…" came a mutter, although nobody could tell who had said it. The man ignored it.
"Now, you've all realized that you're…different. Correct? Different in many ways from the rest of society. That's why we've gathered you here. We're here to…cure you of this problem." There were murmurs around the room at this.
"Cure…how?" asked one man with long black hair in what looked to be dreadlocks who was sitting towards the front of the group.
"All it is…it's only a simple injection, of course!" the man in the medical coat smiled. His smile looked reassuring to some, but fake to others.
"I don't like shots…" one of the teenage boys, a blonde, mumbled almost incoherently, as if he didn't really want to be heard.
"Just a poke," the man speaking to them had heard him speak. "It won't hurt at all." Everyone seemed unsure. They weren't quite sure of what to do.
"Also…" the man's smile disappeared. "If you refuse to the shot, we can't let you leave, you know. We wouldn't want the society to fall apart. People don't like what isn't normal. Just a small shot, and you could be just like everyone else. Whereas refusing to the treatment means that you would of course have to stay here." Many of the room's occupants looked around uneasily.
"So," the man walked through the group of people over to the other side of the room, where the other door, which had been previously locked slid open easily. "Who's going to be first?" The room was silent. "Oh!" the man said as if he had just remembered something. "I had forgotten…you each need to sign this contract." He pulled some papers off a shelf that was inside the newly opened room. "It's just information about the shots, nothing big." He walked around slowly, handing one sheet of paper to each person, along with a pen or pencil for each as well. Some of them took the time to try to read it, while others signed it immediately, just wanting to get out of there. But in the end, everyone signed it.
"Thank you," the man said as he took back the last of the papers. He placed them back on the shelf that they had come from. "Alright, now that that's done with, who will be first for the injection?" Nobody answered. Some were still suspicious, while others just didn't want injections. Either way, he wasn't going to get any takers. "Alright then." He took the arm of the nearest girl, a teenager with brown hair, but a shock of blue in her bangs. "Let's go." He walked into the new room with her, and the door slid closed again.
"What's your name?" the man asked.
"…Roxés," the girl answered hesitantly.
"I'm Aldis," the man replied. "And don't be worried. You're in good hands." Roxés wasn't even close to believing that. "Just over here…" Aldis led Roxés over to a chair. A nurse walked up and put a tray of medical tools down on the nearby table, one of which Roxés noticed was a very large needle filled with a strange looking liquid.
"Uh…what exactly is that?" Roxés asked warily, preparing herself to jump up from the chair and make a break for it if she needed to.
"Like I said before," Aldis replied, "it's just going to neutralize your special abilities." Roxés still had no idea what he meant when he said "special abilities". She had noticed some strange things happening, but nothing calling for anything like this.
"And trust me," Aldis continued. "It won't hurt a bit. It's just like a regular shot."
"Alright…" Roxés said, although she still didn't really trust it. Her instincts were screaming at her to run, but the door had closed behind them, and was probably locked. She looked around for another exit, and sighted another door. But that door might lead farther inside. There was no way of telling. The nurse was preparing the injection.
"Uh…are you sure about this?" Roxés asked as the nurse walked over. "Has it been tested?"
"Don't worry," the nurse said. "I'm going to do it now." The nurse quickly poked the needle into the skin Roxés's lower right arm. Now, Roxés had been expecting at least a little pain, but the injection really hurt! She was surprised by how much it stung, even after the needle had been withdrawn.
"See? That wasn't so bad, now was it?" the nurse smiled, part of her jet black hair resting on her shoulders.
"Um…well, it hurt more than a regular shot," Roxés commented as she stood up.
"Now, just go through that door over there," Aldis indicated the door that Roxés had noticed earlier, which opened up just as he indicated towards it for some reason. "Everyone else will come through soon."
"Okay…" Roxés walked through the door into the new room. This one wasn't as empty as the last. There were some couches and tables, and she sat down on one of the couches. Her arm felt strange. It still hurt, and she could feel her pulse pounding strongly where the shot had gone in without even touching it. She shook her head and decided to try to distract herself with something else. There wasn't really anything to look at in the room, so she leaned back in the chair and tried to think of something else. It wasn't very long until another girl entered the room. She had dark teal colored hair tied back in a long ponytail. She was also looking at her arm, a confused look on her face.
"You're arm feels weird too?" Roxés asked. The girl turned to her.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, it does. Like, the weird pulse feeling?" the other girl replied.
"Yeah," Roxés nodded. "I really have a bad feeling about this…"
"It's not like we had a choice in it, though," the other girl sat on the couch to the right of the one Roxés was on. "By the way, my name's Shixam. What about you?"
"I'm Roxés."
"Okay. Sooo where'd they grab you from?"
"Hm?" Roxés looked at Shixam questioningly.
"I mean, where'd they find you before they brought you here?" Shixam elaborated.
"Oh. I was on my way back to my house from school," Roxés replied.
"I was in the grocery store," Shixam rolled her eyes and smiled half heartedly. "They just grabbed me and dragged me out. I had to leave the things I was buying, too."
"Geez. Didn't they make a scene? Wouldn't someone have noticed?" Roxés asked.
"It was a pretty small store. I don't know about the cashier, though," Shixam shrugged. Roxés's arm suddenly started hurting again. She looked down at it momentarily.
"Does it hurt?" Shixam asked. "I haven't felt that part yet I guess, since I was after you." At that moment, another person walked in. It was the blonde haired boy from before who had mentioned that he didn't like shots.
"Hi," Shixam said as he sat down on another couch that was around the table.
"Hi," he answered.
"Uh…so what's your name?" Roxés asked, trying to start a conversation.
"Oh, sorry!" he said quickly. "I was distracted by my arm hurting. My name is Demyx!"
"Okay, I'm Roxés."
"And I'm Shixam," Shixam added. They were silent for a while, trying to think of what to say.
"Uh…so…do you guys know why we're here?" Demyx asked. "Cause I have no idea."
"Nope," Shixam said as Roxés shook her head. Two more people walked into the room, almost at the same time. It was two men, one with blonde hair, and the other with black hair that was streaked with silver, and he also sported an eye patch. The two of them went over to a different table, not bothering to acknowledge the three teens. They spoke quietly, probably not wanting the teens prying.
"Ow," Shixam looked down at her arm. "Mine's starting to hurt now."
"Yeah…" Roxés looked down at her own arm. The tingling pain was starting to travel up towards her shoulder, slowly but surely. More people were walking in. A quiet teenager with slate colored hair sat down in a armchair that was by itself and started reading a book. Roxés was going to go try to talk to him when she was suddenly interrupted.
"Hey!" another teenage boy plopped down on an armchair that was across from Roxés's couch. He seemed to really be at ease, and not phased by what was happening. "Name's Axel. Got it memorized?"
"Sure," Shixam laughed a little. Roxés turned toward him to notice wonderingly that his hair was fiery red and seemed to defy gravity. A man and woman walked in the door, the woman with short blonde hair and the man with long pink hair. Another teenage girl with long pink hair walked halfway towards their group, but then changed her mind and walked off to sit by herself. Roxés turned back to her group to see that everyone was introducing themselves to Axel.
"I'm Roxés," she said when it came to be her turn.
"So, this is pretty weird, huh?" Axel scanned the room. "Just who are these guys anyway?"
"If I knew I'd tell you," Shixam shrugged.
"At least we're all not alone in this," Demyx smiled. A few more people walked in, and a girl with longish brown hair came and stood by their table.
"Can I sit down?" she asked.
"Sure!" Shixam scooted over on her couch.
"I'm Caelix," the new girl introduced herself. As everyone went through their introductions again, Roxés stood up. She wanted to try to talk to that boy again. She walked over to the chair where he was sitting. She stood there, but he didn't seem to notice her, as he was absorbed in his book.
"Hi," Roxés said hesitantly.
"Hm?" the boy looked up from his book. After a few seconds, he judged that Roxés probably wouldn't be one of those really annoying people, and he hoped he was right. "Hello."
"What's your name?"
"Zexion. What's yours?"
"Roxés," Roxés smiled, glad that she had been able to start a conversation. "Why don't you come sit with us?" Zexion looked over at the table that Roxés had previously been sitting at. It had gained a new person as well. And on another note, it had also gotten quite boisterous and loud.
"Sorry, but I'd prefer somewhere quieter," he gave her a half smile. "Maybe next time?" As long as he was going to get to know these people, he should at least be friendly, he thought.
"Okay," Roxés nodded. "Aren't you lonely over here?"
"No, whenever I have a good book, I don't feel lonely at all."
"So, you like to read a lot?"
"Yes, I do."
"Really? Me too!" Roxés was glad that she had been able to find something in common with him. "That's a pretty big book, though."
"Oh…it's a lexicon," he said.
"You're reading a lexicon?"
"Well, it's all I really had time to grab before they dragged me here," he admitted.
"Hey, Roxés!" Roxés suddenly heard Shixam shout back at the table. "We've got some new people for you to meet!" Roxés started to leave but then turned back towards Zexion.
"I'll see you later, then," she smiled. He smiled and nodded, then turned back to his book. Roxés walked back over to the table to see that there were at least three new people there.
"How are people coming in so fast?" Roxés said to herself as she arrived back at the group. She noticed that somebody was sitting in her place. She stared at the boy bluntly for a moment.
"…Oh! Am I sitting in your spot?" he asked. "Here," he moved over to the other side of the couch and Roxés sat down with an apologetic smile. "By the way…" the boy continued. "My name is Soriox. You're Roxés, right? Nice to meet you!"
"Yeah, nice to meet you too," Roxés replied.
"I'm Roxas," said a young blonde boy who was sitting next to Demyx at this point. Demyx must have scooted over to make room for him. "Weird, our names are pretty similar, aren't they?"
"I guess so," Roxés nodded. She noticed another teenage boy standing near the group, but not in it, as if he was hesitant to be around a lot of people. He had black hair with red streaks in it and dark purple eyes.
"Hey there," another boy pulled up a foot rest-like chair in between Roxés's couch and Shixam's couch without warning. "I'm Matrix."
"Whoa, that name's awesome! Like the movie!" Shixam grinned. Matrix smiled and nodded. The room was steadily getting louder, and it seemed that everyone was getting a bit more comfortable and talking. Roxés saw one more person, a man with long silver hair and tan skin, walk into the room. She looked around the room and counted the people. There were twenty in there in all. She must have missed some of them coming in when she had been talking to Zexion. She turned to look over at him for a moment, and he was still reading. Then, she turned back to everyone else around the table. Just then, Aldis walked into the room with the black haired nurse that had been with him before. Roxés noticed that Aldis was now wearing glasses. As everyone in the room noticed him, the voices fell silent. The only noise heard was that of Zexion closing his book.
"Well, then, now you've all gotten your injections," Aldis said. "That wasn't so hard, was it?" Some of the people looked down at their arms hesitantly. Roxés had been distracted by all the talking before, and only just now did she realized that her arm was hurting more than it had before. Some of the other people looked uncomfortable as well.
"Now, then let me show you all to your rooms--" Aldis was saying.
"Wait a second!" the man with the eye patch cut him off, standing up. "Our rooms? You never said we had to stay here!"
"I never said you could leave either, did I?" Aldis asked.
"You…You tricked us!"
"Well, Xigbar, you might have taken the time to read your contract, which you signed," Aldis's glasses flashed in the light. The man with the eye patch, apparently named Xigbar, suddenly looked as if he regretted his decision.
"By the way, this is Verity," Aldis mentioned to the nurse besides him. "She'll show the girls to their rooms, while I'll show the boys to their rooms. Is everyone ready?" Everyone stood up, some more hesitant than others. Another door, which seemingly nobody had noticed, opened up on the other side of the room. Everyone walked through it, with Aldis and Verity in the lead. They walked for a while, and then came to a hallway lined with doors.
"This way, ladies," Verity said as she went to the right. "Girls have their rooms on the right end of the hallway, and boys have their rooms on the left end of the hallway." As the girls followed Verity down towards their side of the hallway, Roxés saw Shixam walking next to her, and decided that they should probably stick together if they had to run suddenly. Also, Roxés was surprised by the fact that out of the twenty people, only five of them were girls. The other fifteen were all boys, of varying ages. Roxés noticed that the oldest of the girls was the blonde haired woman she had seen before. Although Roxés would have tried talking to the woman, she held a "don't mess with me" feeling about her, and Roxés decided against it.
"Alright," Verity stopped at one of the doors. "Since there's five of you, one of you gets a room by themselves, and the others will be in pairs. Who'll be by themself?"
"I will," the blonde haired woman said before anyone else could. "I don't want a room with any of these kids," she added under her breath.
"Alright, Larxene, you'll get the single person room," Verity opened the door for her. Roxés thought about who she would want for a roommate. It would have to be somebody she could trust. Definitely not the pink haired girl, the two of them hadn't even spoken to each other. And even though she had spoken to Caelix, it really hadn't been much, just an introduction. That left Shixam. And Roxés thought that being in a room with Shixam would be a good idea. The two of them had talked for a while, and Shixam seemed trustworthy.
"Uh…Verity?" Roxés said as Verity opened the next door. "Could I be in a room with Shixam?" Shixam looked at her questioningly but seemed okay with it.
"Of course," Verity said. "Okay, then, Roxxy and Caelix will be in this room." Well, Roxés had found out the names of a few other people. That was a start. Roxxy walked into the room, followed by Caelix, who waved to Roxés and Shixam as she went in. Verity walked over to the room on the end and opened the door.
"And this will be your room," she said. Roxés and Shixam walked inside. "If you need anything, you can call somebody with this phone here," Verity pointed to a phone on the wall. "And also, a few of your things will be brought here soon, like clothes, books, that sort of thing. You can also request anything you want to be brought. Anyway, I need to go now. Bye!" And with that, Verity left the door frame. Shixam walked over and closed the door.
"Sooo…" Shixam sat down on one of the beds. Roxés looked around the room a little. There were two beds, both of them identical. There were also identical dressers on either side of the room, and there was a shared bedside table between the two beds, which held a lamp on it and had a few shelves. The wall was painted white and empty except for a single mirror hanging there. The carpet on the floor was a dull gray color. Roxés hated the décor of the room immediately. They would have to redecorate at one point.
"What now?" Shixam finished her prolonged sentence. "I mean…why do you think they brought us here in the first place? I know that we all…can do things that other people couldn't, but who cares? It's barely noticeable!"
"What happens with you?" Roxés asked.
"Weird things happen when I touch metal," Shixam replied. "What about you?"
"I'm not really sure…" Roxés said. "But…strange things do happen to the people and things around me, and just randomly at that. It's hard to explain. Hm…do you know what time it is?"
"Nope," Shixam said. "Is there a clock in here…?" The two of them looked around until they found a clock on a shelf. It read ten thirty at night. "Wow, that late already? We should get some sleep, I guess."
"Yeah," Roxés agreed.
"Well, I guess this is my bed," Shixam said, pulling her legs up onto the bed she had been sitting on the edge of.
"Okay, I'll take the other one," Roxés stood up and went to go turn off the light. "Good night." She flicked the light off. It went almost pitch black, but for the light from the hallway coming in from under the door.
"Good night," she heard Shixam say. Roxés finally managed to find her bed and she lay down on it. She still wasn't exactly sure of why they were there and what the injections would do to them, but there wasn't anything she could do about it at the moment. And so, with those thoughts still lingering in her mind, she reluctantly slipped off into a restless sleep.