Author: Just something I thought up one night and decided to write down. R&R
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or any of the characters in this story.
The first thing I can remember is darkness. An icy grip burning through my soul, tearing everything away. I remember being afraid and then...nothing. When the darkness receded, it burrowed into my soul, into the place where I used to exist. A voice so cold it had to belong to that same chilling darkness shook me to full consciousness.
"Welcome to Organization 13 number 9."
'number 9?' Is that me? I reached out, attempting to find my true name, but the darkness had swallowed it whole. The man I used to be was gone. It took me a few moments to realize that I seemed to be naked. I expected to feel embarrassed, uncomfortable, but like my true name, the name that made me someone along with the emotions that had ruled my existence, had sunk into the impenetrable darkness.
"Number 9." The cool voice spoke again. "Number 9, please follow me." The sense that I was floating left me, and I realized I was standing. Taking a hesitant step, I followed the darkness that was a man from the dark room I had been born in.
"You shall be clothed shortly, first we must discover who you were, to deign how you may be useful to our cause."
"Cause sir?" The sound of my own voice startled me. The darkness echoed through it. That empty hollowness that had consumed me, making me numb, was present in even the simplest thing as my voice.
"I forget sometimes, that those newly reborn to the dark do not know of our sacred quest. There is no need to call me sir, Xemnas is my name,. The first of our number. I am your superior here and you shall adress me as such." He continued down the dark hall as he spoke. "You must have noticed by now, that although you may remember feelings and even things from your previous existence, that you feel nothing. Not embarrassment at your exposure, nor fear of the unknown. You are numb, empty."
His voice was chilling but captivating. Even if I'd wanted to do so, I could not have turned my attention away from it. "I...I may have noticed sir..superior." I answered him. He nodded as he continued with his explanation. The reality that the emptiness that had been filled with the dark was the absence of my heart seemed to overwhelm me momentarily, as if speaking of the darkness allowed it to expand momentarilly before receding back to that cold place in my soul once more. He told me that the mission he and the other 11 members and now me, was to regain that vital piece that would make me whole again. Only then would we banish that horrible nothingness. We entered a huge white room. Though the intense light should have hurt my eyes after the long dark corridors, it was as if the white light was as much an illusion as the memories of my hollow emotions. As we approached the center of the room I realized that the walls were lined with thirteen large white throne like chairs.
"Stay here number 9" Xemnas told me. "We shall discover who you were in order to know who you now are." As my gaze roamed the room again the empty thrones were suddenly filled with the cloaked members of the organization 13, and though I hadn't noticed his absence, Xemnas sat among them. I stood there, unclothed in the center of them, unsure what to do. As I realized finally that my skin was cold, an intense heat filled me. The darkness covered my eyes again momentarily. The hot darkness seemed to last forever and no time at all. When it cleared White hot letters formed above me.
"Number 9 of the organization 13. You shall henceforth be known as Demyx, Melodious Nocturne."
As Xemnas's voice boomed through the huge chamber, a large instrument materialized before me. As my fingertips brushed the cool surface of the blue sitar the numbness was gone. And although the darkness remained, a smile split across my face and a simple knowledge filled me. 'My heart's not gone. Its right here.'