~FoRgOtTeN MeMoRiEs~

Disclaimer: I own none of the characters involved in this story, nor the artifacts or items mentioned herein. The plot bunny/idea are all mine, though…

"Ansem" / Xehanort / Xemnas

Lea / / Axel

Dilan / / Xaldin

Even / / Vexen

Ienzo / / Zexion

Braig / / Xigbar

Aeleus / / Lexaeus

Isa / / Sai'x

Larumia / / Marluxia

Ralene / / Larxene

Deym / / Demyx

Lourd / / Luxord

Sora / Shadow / Roxas

Kairi / Lamia / Naminè

(yes, I know they're not in order. So sue me. I wanna fill in the blanks behind the rest of Orgy13's histories. This is purely fan-made and only one fanboy's thoughts on how the others were made.)

Chapter 1a: Lamia

What is this place?

Why am I here?

Who am I?

What am I?

Full-lashed eyelids fluttered open, revealing gems the color of golden honey. Instinctively, this mysterious person raised a hand to push a lock of jet-black hair obscuring it's vision. Stupid hair, always getting in my way. It stopped in it's attempt to get up. Wait, how do I know that? Have I had that problem before? A memory swam across it's mind: soft, lightly tanned hands pushing reddish brown hair from her blue eyes. Is that me? The girl in her memory was looking into a mirror, getting ready apparently. For what, it absently wondered. As if on request, the girl spoke.

"Sora and Riku are coming over…. Then we're going to the Islands. I hope they've gotten better about their rivalry problem."

Sora…?

Riku…?

Those names are familiar. Are they… Were they my friends? The memory of the girl faded from her mind as a sharp pain stabbed her core. She doubled over, crying out and small tears escaped her eyes. I-it hurts… W-why…? She lay on the ground, knees hugged to her chest, and cried for several minutes before regaining some of her senses. Another memory entered her mind. The same girl. But there was something off about her. A tear rolled down the girl's cheek as she watched the two boys chase each other back and forth, laughing and playing like the best friends they were. The spike-haired brunette noticed her first.

"Kairi? What's wrong?" he stepped over to her and cast a questioning eye.

"I-"

The muscled boy with Silver hair looked at her too, concern shining in his seafoam eyes.

"It's nothing" 'Kairi' said, smiling slightly. "I don't know why it appeared, it just did"

'Sora' reached a hand out and gingerly wiped away her tear. "Riku told me once that it means someone close to you is hurt or needs help. Right?" He added, glancing at the silverette.

'Riku' nodded. "Same thing happened to you before Kairi arrived, remember?" The brunette nodded and closed a gloved hand over his heart.

Sadness? Is that the pain I felt?She closed a pale hand over her chest. I feel empty. I crave something. Something I don't have. I want it. I NEED it. She banished the memory from her thoughts and took in her surroundings. Stone tiled floor, grey and purple and blue brick walls, bronze or brass pipes all around. She could only see a few feet ahead of herself and heard skittering coming from all around her. She also noted that she seemed to be wearing an outfit similar to 'Kairi's', though hers was decidedly darker: black with dark red trim and stitching. Even her shoes were black and crimson. Where am I? It seems familiar.Unasked, another memory crossed her mind. Instead of seeing through the red haired girl's eyes this time, she saw the whole scene from above. In it, she saw a young girl who bore an uncanny likeness to Kairi. She was surrounded by creatures teeming with Darkness.

Run! You're in danger! She shouted futilely at the girl. Suddenly, a blue haired girl, about Kairi's age, ran up the stairs behind the child. A mouse-like being appeared as well and struck out with a weapon, instantly slaying the beasts. Thank goodness. She felt relief wash over her momentarily.

"It's dangerous for her. Get her out of here!" He ordered the older girl. She obeyed and, after taking the girl a safe distance, returned to help. She watched as the two sword-wielders… 'Keyblade bearers' a voice in her said. …dispatched the creatures. She noticed that the castle where they fought seemed to be made of the same stones. Another memory glazed over the current one. Kairi was being held by Riku, but both seemed different. She's unconscious! What happened? Riku was following a green skinned woman in flowing black robes.

"You promised that you'd help me heal her!" he shouted, obviously distressed.

"And I will. Though you'd better not take such a tone with me again, foolish boy." She continued striding forward to a chapel.

"…" He stayed silent and followed with his head bowed. "I'll find a way to stop your pain and return you to normal. I promise."

She felt a cold emptiness creep throughout every fiber of her being. That's not Riku. It looks like him, but it's not. Kairi might be in danger! She rose to her feet and began running blindly through her surroundings. Though she didn't know where she was headed, her feet did. After flipping several switches, she managed to board an elevator that carried her to the base floor. Running a bit farther made her reach the enormous castle gates. She tried pushing and pulling, but the door wouldn't budge. She finally gave a great heave, unknowingly calling upon the powers of Darkness. The door opened, revealing a grand room. Sadly, she couldn't see inside of it due to the darkness that overcame her.

"Who DARES use Darkness to break my enchantment?" a voice shrieked. She registered it as the voice of the woman Riku was following. The young Raven was struck still by an invisible chain. To any onlookers unversed in the arcane arts, she appeared paralyzed. She saw the blazing green chains encircling her body. "You're but a child! How did one so tragically untrained in Magick break my seal!"

"I don't know!" the girl shouted. "Let me go!"

"My, my… Such a sorrowful voice. I would certainly lament the loss of such a powerful student. Yes, I believe I shall train you in dark Magick." The dark witch gave a slight twitch of her wrist and the girl was pulled into the encroaching shadows.

Am I going to die here?

Is this my purpose?

Who are you, wicked one?

"My name is Maleficent, dear girl. And I'll take good care of you from now on…My Lamia" The Dark Faerie's evil cackle echoed inside her head as her vision faded to black.

A/N: SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO? I want feedback, please! R/R This is my first non-sexual fic and also the first typed on my new lappy! ^o^ wootness!