The Nobody That Should Be A Somebody
So our story begins, with a normal girl called Heather, who loved things that
weren't true. Like little black creatures that can attack you or a boy with
brown hair killed a group of people with a dog and a duck. She loved to wear
goth and emo styled clothes, like a black t-shirt with a skull, a mini-skirt
with a chain hanging on the right side and a pair of knee high boots. As she
was walking to her high school, she thought she saw a black puppy or small dog
or cat in the road, "Maybe it's dead" she thought as she passed by it she
tried not to look at, If she did she thought she'll cry and she did want that.
So she didn't then it get up and sneak up behind her. She didn't see as it
jumped and attacked her. All Heather knew was she on the ground bleed and
hearing a faint masculine voice saying.
"You poor unfortunate soul... I'll
take you to the Castle Of Oblivion so you don't have to suffer."
A flash of
white light then darkness.
Alone: 7:00 a.m.
Darxetta jumped out of bed landing on the floor in her little room groaning to
her self,
"That crazy dream again.. Oh well if Dad catches me over sleeping
again it wont end well."
As she gets up Demyx, the Melodious Nocturne, walks
in.
"Yay, Etta your up good 'cause I don't like it when Superior yells at you..."
"Me either Dem-Dem." After she left her room to go to the meeting she saw her
crush walking to the meeting to and the guy who saved her life. " Hey Zexion
what's up" Instead of answering, he ignored her and continue walking.
After the Orgy Meeting
In the break room sitting at a table by herself, Darxetta glanced over slyly
to her half-sister, Nox, and their friend Axel, the Flurry of Dancing Flames.
They were talking giggling at one anther and she sighed, 'Why cant Zexion love
me like Axel loves Nox...' She thought as she ate her breakfast
halfheartedly.
After Lunch
Darxetta walked to the library to read and to get Zexion out of her head. But
with her luck he was there reading his trademark black spell book, not even
bothering to look up at her to say 'hey' or 'yo' or hell even nod. She was in
fact in love with him. Everything he did or said made her blush, thinking of
him in ways friends were not supposed to. Even the way his hair was styled was
hot to her... She tried not to look at him in fear of saying what her heart
wanted. 'I love you! I always have! Please, just LOOK. AT. ME!' Instead,
Darxetta bottled it up. Just looked down. And started to back out of the
library... Before she fully made it out she heard his voice. "Hey.."
She ran. She ran because she knew if she looked at him she knows she would
regret it.
Back in the library, Zexion wore confused but eventually shrugged and
continued reading.
Away on the other side of the castle, in a corner of her room, Darxetta
huddled, her knees drawn to her chest and her eyes overflowing with tears.
'Zexion...' A tentative hand touched her shoulder, and she looked up. In front
of her stood Nox, short silver hair dangling in her silver eyes she smiled
down at her. Smiling her own watery smile, her light pink eyes shining with
tears, she hiccuped and was pulled into a warm, fiercely strong hug by the
slight girl. "Ssshh, Etta. It'll be OK. You'll see...You'll see. Don't give
up.." Into the night, the two sisters held each other, chatting away in quiet
whispers, soothing each others tortured Nobody hearts.