This is my first fic that was originally posted on another site. One of my friends reccomended I put it on this site, so help me out with crits and comments. It's already mostly done, so I will submit a section every couple days. Anywayz, I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts and for future reference, I don't own Final Fantasy. (Dang it!) Well, except for a heck of a lot of the merchandise.

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White to black. Black to white. My eyes faded in and out of light and darkness. Ice cold wind blew on my bare skin, tormenting me with pain. I wonder if this was, well, what dying felt like. When the chills of winter surrounded you and you couldn't escape its embrace. When your breath came out in slow, short rasps and the pain was unbearable.

An unexpected warmth came upon me. I wondered if a fire was nearby. But this warmth didn't feel like an ordinary fire. Footsteps came out of nowhere. I tensed for a deadly blow. The footsteps were slow at first but then sped up to a run. The presence of another body heightened my senses as well as my fear.

"Jeez, where'd you come from?" came a sudden voice.

A cloak fell upon my bare body. The fire from before was still there but it had grown stronger. I wonder if the cause of the flame was this person standing over me. But how was that possible? I tried to lift my head but the pain brought me back down. I opened my eyes as much as I could to see a bright red glow above me.

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An all white room with 13 chairs was like a cage for him. He warped into his own chair with his arms crossed. He had had enough to deal with lately to have to take care of the new kid. He turned his head and glanced around at the other members sitting in their own respective chairs. The highest chair held the Superior, cloaked in the traditional Organization 13 outfit. He turned his head towards the new arrival.

"Tell us Axel, is she worthy of our Organization?" The figure asked.

"I don't know," Axel replied in a straight tone. "She didn't seem that apt to talk."

Another figure spoke up. He was sitting in a lower chair and was sifting through some playing cards. "Well she was unconscious when you found her."

Another figure whose legs were crossed spoke. "What is her power?" he asked in a melancholy voice. Saix was never one to express much emotion. But, then again, nobodies had no emotion to express.

"I'm not sure," Axel told them. "She's pretty weak though. I laid her down in Larxene's old room. I won't know much else until tomorrow."

A skinny form looked down at Axel from his high chair. A surfer dude accent came out from under the hood. "So, we don't know her power, she's too tired to even stand...Doesn't sound like a worthy cause to me."

Axel was annoyed. This Organization didn't think he could do anything right. "Give me a little more time Xigbar. I'll figure out something."

One of the forms sitting next to the Superior perked up. A lone dreadlock hung out. "And what of the other one? Number XIII? Has he made the right choice yet?"

Axel was even more annoyed. A dark shadow crossed his face. He didn't want to talk about that, especially not to them. He warped off without a word.

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Yes, very short, but my next sections are MUCH longer. Kay? Reviews? Comments? Crits? All very much appreciated!!!