AN: Hello, everyone!

Nicxan here. This story will only be updated when I feel like it, and when school dies down. No, there will be no pairings, no romance whatsoever, or anything like that. SORRY!

Akuhei is for Shaddie's use only--no one else may use her. I already have people filling in for III and VI; no, that does not mean you can have a character too. The rest will be MINE. … Or Shaddie's.

Her reference to Zexion 'living' is in one of my one-shots. There is no need to read it. Basically, she saw someone and thought it was Zexion. She won't let go of the hope. Nothing secret, folks. Zexion's dead.

This chapter was roleplayed by Shaddie and me.

Anyways. Enjoy!

She was crumpled in front of the marker. She should be preparing for her visitor--but no. Instead, she was "mourning" the losses. All of them were red, those markers. They had to lie. Zexion was living. Right? And Vexen … a clone …

Her black hair was ragged, messy, and overall not a nice sight to see. Oddly, this was her pride and joy that was suffering: Jaxmia loved her hair. Yet, there was no time to worry about petty things.

The Organization had fallen. Months ago, she promised to revive them and murder their assassin. This time, Sora would fall. She would succeed. Nobodies would prosper, and people would see their fatal mistakes. They would bow to their feet. However, an Organization couldn't survive without actual Nobodies. That's where her friend came in.

Her green eyes looked behind her as she heard footsteps. They seemed bland; empty. Normally, she was good at faking emotions; this time around, nothing seemed to show. Was she overreacting? Hardly.

The steps stopped at the door, and Akuhei surveyed the room with a calm, cool indifference.

"Kinda morbid," she drawled, leaning in the entranceway. Violet eyes, partially hidden behind a curtain of long maroon hair, finally landed on Jaxmia, showing little more than if she was simply commenting on the weather.

Perhaps it was good that Nobodies were only half humans. It made the traumatic events so much easier to deal with. They weren't easy, but they were easier. "You said you wanted to see me?" Akuhei finally asked, gaze sliding from one marker to the next.

"Akuhei." Jaxmia slowly staggered up from the markers, and rushed over to give her friend a hug. Thank god she was here. Thank god. "We need to do it. We need to respect their memories. We have to take Sora down." She seemed ... excited, almost. It was a wonder how, but nevertheless ...

"Please. Listen to me." Akuhei tensed, awkwardly patting Jaxmia on the back before she disentangled herself from the other girl.

"And how, exactly, do you propose we do that? We're no where near as strong as the Organization members, and they were taken down like mice with a mouse trap," she pointed out, none too gently. Jaxmia could go insane and touchy-feely all she wanted to, but if she was going to, then one of them had to stay level headed.

Jaxmia didn't make any attempt to get any closer. She was wrapped up in talking; explaining. Her friend just had to see what she was thinking. Her friend had to see how they were going to win.

"We'll find people that can be strong. Akuhei. We can form a new Organization. We can win this ... all we need to do is set our minds to it ... and not let him scare us." She paused, and then walked over to the stairs. Jaxmia turned around to give Akuhei a soft smile; the first one she had given ever since the last tendril of darkness faded from Xemnas.

"Come on. You need to see this."

"Um, alright." Akuhei followed her up the stairs, arms crossed in an impatient manner. A few moments of silence passed, and then she spoke: "Where are we going?" Jaxmia paused, almost startled. She didn't know? Maybe she hadn't been to this castle as much as she.

"Altar of Naught," she whispered with fondness in her voice. The place was the closet she could ever get to her ultimate weapon; one that had been attempted to be used many times. All of them had failed. Jaxmia was walking up the twirling stairs until she came upon the flat top of the castle.

It was almost as white as ever; the rim was still there, and there was one aspect of the sky that Jaxmia gestured to.

The still damaged Kingdom Hearts. It had lost it's furious glow when DiZ made the hole in, when all of the hearts came tumbling out ...

But she was going to fix that.

"We could use this. All we need to do is just ... form a better plan than Xemnas did. How we're going to do that ... I'm working on it." She paused, turned around, and frowned.

"There's one thing we need to do first, though. We need the members. We can't have this new Organization without members." Jaxmia hurried up to the top of the staircase and stood right in front of Kingdom Hearts. She was gazing at it as a small smile formed on her face.

Yes, it would be perfect. It would work out. Why couldn't she see?

"As much as I wish death upon Sora, how do you plan on getting these members?" Akuhei asked, staying on the top of the staircase. "We can't exactly go around advertising, if you hadn't realized," she pointed out, quirking an eyebrow. Her friend paused in her movements again, twitched, then sighed. She was right. Again. After another instant, something clicked. An idea.

"I know a few people that would want to join." Jaxmia said simply. "It wouldn't be too hard, actually ... I know about two. That's a start. They probably know people ... and the people they know probably know people ..." The Nobody drifted off, and let the idea sink in--she hoped. "We don't need to advertise at all." No. They wouldn't … if it would work. 'No!' She scolded herself: It would succeed where others have not. 'Don't doubt yourself, or this will fail!'

"How're we going to organize this, then?" Akuhei asked, still poking holes in the plan. Oh, how easy they were to find. She had said 'we' at least, which was a good sign. "Xemnas thought he could keep a group of Nobodies in line, too, and look what happened. We're hardly qualified." Akuhei didn't receive an answer right away. Jaxmia remained silent, thinking, but couldn't come up with anything.

"They won't betray us," she whispered. Her fists grew pale as she clenched them. One could see that her body was shaking with false rage at the mere thought of traitors. "They wouldn't dare. I will show no mercy ... and they will die." Her voice had never been this cold, or merciless. Never. Akuhei laughed in response to her threat; a soft, slow sound brought on by the sardonic statement.

"Marluxia didn't show mercy either. That didn't stop those in Oblivion, did it? They still went against him. Or did Zexion and Vexen die simply because Axel was feeling frisky?" The questions may have seemed cruel, but Akuhei had to make sure her friend was thinking clearly on this. Saying one would create an Organization and doing so were different things; you had to be able to pull through. So far, it didn't seem like Jaxmia could run on her slowly fading sanity.

"Do not remind me of that disgusting redhead!" Just the thought of that grinning, cocky, over-confident Axel … how dare she! HOW DARE SHE! By, instinct, she whipped out her saber. She was staring at her friend with a cold gaze, firmly holding the weapon in her hand.

"Testy, aren't we?" Akuhei asked, her voice only slightly malicious. It wasn't the first time she had been face-to-face with the saber, and she was certain it wouldn't be the last. The realization that yes, it could happen, dawned upon Jaxmia. She quickly made her saber vanish into the darkness, and then turned around again.

Akuhei was right. How would they stop ... traitors? How would they stop people that would try and overthrow their new …

"We'll send small Nobodies throughout the castle as spies. That would let us stop them." Something else came to rip up her plan: How do they make Nobodies? Akuhei created her own … those dog-like, disturbing … things … with their mouths zipped shut. Jaxmia had never done it. How could she?

"Summoning our own underlings will not be as simple as you choose to make it sound, Jaxxie. I can call upon two, maybe three Cacklers at a time, and only if I haven't called Cold Kill." Cold Kill, that's right … the ice wolf. Again, this was true. How would she counter this ...

"Your Cacklers are hard to summon ... probably because we are not experienced. The more we do it, the more we can ..." She trailed off; that would take a long time. Then again, it wouldn't be quick to grab about twelve members for the Organization. Jaxmia turned again, with an evil smirk planted on her face. Everything would fall into place. "The more members, the more Nobodies we could summon. Think about it." If their new recruits were actually productive and learn, they might be able to be useful in more than one area.

"Wouldn't you have to learn how to summon, first?" Akuhei asked snidely, placing one hand on her hip. "I suppose your point still stands, thought. Gathering eleven more for our own Organization XIII would certainly give us time."

"Exactly, Akuhei, exactly!" Finally. Finally. Her dear friend was understanding. She was understanding what ... what could happen. "I am going to meet with my friend Noelle come the morning." The Nobody waved a hand, and opened a dark, swirling portal. Who knows where it led?

"And I will see you here afterwards. I must say thank you. This means more to me than you think." She paused, and a beautiful picture formed: Sora invading the castle. The group stopping him and his pathetic friends. Jaxmia killing him with a blow of her saber. Ah, how sweet would it be … this would mean so much more when she drove her weapon through Sora's non-existent heart! It would be even more beautiful if the Keyblade master had to watch his precious friends being tortured! Her image was interrupted when Akuhei spoke again:

"You don't mind if I find a few friends of my own?" Akuhei asked. She was not the only one from Atlantica, and she had met her fair share of...friends in Agrabah. After all, it was quite a shifty place. It wouldn't be too hard to find someone to join. Jaxmia seemed to consider this; she nodded her head.

"Not at all. Bring them here."

Before Akuhei could say another word, Jaxmia walked through the portal and closed it.

Soon, it would end.

Soon, the King would have something else to worry about.