Organization Nega 13

Journal log -13

Vedox Retanex

Current vascinity: Interspace void

Time: unknown,

Exact location: unknown.

"Hello Dove." A large, deep and powerful voice spoke to me. Its booming power filling me with strength once more, and I felt the looming emptiness that had once overtaken my being finally start to lift. I opened my eyes for the first time in centuries, and I found my gaze fall upon a tall, young man whom the voice belong to. His stature was simple yet muscular, but his face was hooded as was most of his body, covered in a white and black cloak.

"Who are you?" I asked, as I began to reach up, attempting to grasp the being to discover who he was, or maybe if he was even real. As my touch came to meet his, I passed straight through his body, my hand acting as if he was not even there, and I felt only emptiness at the place of contact.

"Do not worry Dove. I am real, or rather, I exist, just not where you are now. My name," He continued in a deep, caring and almost parenting tone," Is Xero Kusanagi. I am the leader of a very powerful and generous organization, and I wish for you to join us. What do you say, Dove Eterna?"

"What about my existence? I should not even remain within the realm of reality ever again." I answered, knowing what my punishment was for failing my former master.

"Then how about it if I can give you a new existence, a new meaning to be real?" He asked in the same tone, this time with deep trust and loyalty coating his every word.

"You could do that?" I asked, desperate to once more exist.

"Yes. From now on, you are no longer Dove Eterna, but instead, you are now," he waved a hand and my name appear in bright white letters, and then swept his hand rearranging them until they spelled," Vedox Retanex."

Suddenly a massive light blinded me, and I once more lost consciousness. When I awoke, I found myself in what appeared to be a simple hospital bed, surrounded by white walls, and bright lights. In the corner of the room I spotted a tall man, obviously different from the one I met before due to size, wearing the same type of cloak. He seemed to turn to me as I attempted to lift myself into a sitting position, only to feel weakness surround me. I collapsed back into the soft material of the mattress, the comforter covering me up to my chin thanks to the force impacted on the bed causing it to bounce.

"Wow there, easy now." The man called to me, moving towards me with an odd spacy grace, almost like his feet didn't even touch the ground. "You had one of the hardest existence transfers of any of us, so try not to move too much at first alright?"

"Where…. Am I?" I asked weakily.

"Why, you are in the World that Always Was." The man said, his tone suggesting it was the most obvious thing ever. "Anyway, welcome to the org. Names Kaxogn nice ta meetcha. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm done my shift. See ya!" he suddenly disappeared in a flash of light, and suddenly he was gone. I was left alone.

Alone, again. I hate loneliness so much. It makes me feel so empty, and I have been empty for so so long. It was a whole hour before another person entered the room, singing a light tone through his lips that I couldn't quite discern the words to. He took a seat next to me, in one of the three chairs all around the room, placing next to my bed.

"Hello, my name is Xivani. I am here to see to your quick and speedy recovery. Sinced you physical structure is composed , like most living things, of mainly water, I will be able to analyze your physiological structure quite easily." The man stated calmy and serenely. Again, another different person, same cloak.

He ran a hand over the length of my body, and dim light emitted from his hand. I felt my body tingle as each part was overtaken by the light, and I felt a good deal stronger, all the weakness sucked out of me as if by the light.

"There, all better. Now, please try standing up." He said very doctorly, motioning for me to take his extended hand and attempt to stand. I swung my legs over the bed after propping myself up, and took his hand. At first, as my feet reached the ground, I felt like I was going to fall. As I began to, the man caught me, and lifted me back to a standing position. "I know how hard transition is into a new existence, but trust me, once you regain all your strength, you will be delighted you did it."

The next two hours were spent reteaching my body how to move and act, and I soon regained full range of movement. Once I was done, he smiled at me, let me sit in one of the chairs and turned to the door. I became afraid of being left alone for so long again, but was quickly sated by his next words.

"Our leader will be here to see you shortly. Good luck."

He then left from the room. Not a minute later, I was greeted with the form of the hooded man whom I had met before suddenly ending up in this place. He entered the door with his head held high, and he finally removed his hood. He had several piercings, and hair dyed blonde and black, at least it appeared dyed. His face was handsome enough, and his smile was warm and inviting. For a leader, he seemed quite welcoming.

"I see Xivani did a good job healing you." I felt my body warming again, and suddenly a voice in the back of my head told me why. He was creating a warming atmosphere through illusionary powers. That's why he seems so welcoming just by standing there. He makes it seem better by creating an illusion to fit the situation he requires. Clever.

"Yeah, I feel a lot better, but what happened?" I asked, rubbing my arm, due to the lingering soreness still present.

"Well, when we talked in the Interspace, you lacked the ability to enter reality due to a lack of true existence which you had apparently been stripped of. So, I gave you an existence. You appearance changed due to it, but other than a few minor alteration, you are still who you were, just a new name and a new look." He answered, his tone still calm and powerful, yet retaining a soothing form.

"New look?!" I suddenly rushed around the room looking for a mirror, only for the one named Xivani to appear, hood down, holding a large vanity mirror. I first looked at him, noticing the silver hair and sharp features, but was quickly distracted by the image in the mirror.

I saw a very feminine looking male, with prismatic eyes, constantly shifting, rainbow hair, and a deep mark adorning my forehead. I brushed away a tuft of hair to find the number -13 burned in the side of my temple.

"I… I… I…" I stuttered uncontrollably.

"Are still you. Only with a new name, and a new look. Welcome to Organization Negative 13, Vedox Retanex." He stated clearly, his voice booming throughout the room. I let that sink in for about three minutes before I reacted.

First my mind was screaming, then it suddenly realized that now, with these changes, I was now able to be real. No longer was I a floating being in the void of Interspace, but now I was an actual being, with an existence, a meaning, and a reality. I finally could be real.

I turned to Xero, the leader, and I suppose my new boss. My face adorn with confidence and courage, my mind set on my new life.

"When do I get started?" I asked strongly, earning a hearty laugh from Xero, and strong smile from Xivani.

"As soon as you are ready." He answered back strongly.

"Then what are we waiting for?" I asked cockily.

"Then let us get started" Xivani chimed in happily, then he grabbed my arm, and began leading me out of my room into the hallway. The walls and ceiling seemed to have a white and black tendril motif, as if it was light and darkness fighting for dominance. The black tendrils were ragged and broken, corrupt and jagged, while the white ones were smooth and sharp, pure and swirly.

We continued down the hall until we came to a room marked quite simply -13. We entered the room, and it was completely blank. Just a bed and a chair, nothing else.

"This is your room, so you can do whatever you wish to it. Add, subtract, or even multiply it. Either way, it is your to manipulate. Anything you want for it, simply ask." Xivani told me as he waved around the room. That didn't make a lot of sense, but either way, I got the concept. Ity was blank because I had to make it my own. "And here is your uniform."

He handed me a cloak identical to all of there's, except fit perfectly for me. I removed the hospital gown I had worn, and put on the cloak. It was silky smooth and velvet soft on the inside, and conformed to every angle of my body. Perfectly fitted. On the back was a large symbol, a dove with an olive branch in its mouth. Above it bore the title 'Number -13 Vedox Retanex', an below, 'The Prismatic Spirit'

I think I am going to love this new existence.