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Organization Files: Unchained Memories
File 1: Xemnas
C/Programs/UnseenFiles/Memories/Xemnas"No!" A man with silver hair said. "There must be a way to gain more power!" he clenched his fists, and stared at the equipment that was sitting on a table in front of him. "The heart so hard to understand…" he sat down in a near by chair, and tried to relax. "Without anything with more power, I can't do a thing about my research…" he looked at his hands. "I have to do this…so that I can have a purpose in this world…"
He got up again, and looked through a magnifying glass. He placed a small slide on its base, and changed the focus so that it was clear. After a few minutes of examining it, he stepped away from the microscope, and jotted some notes down on a pad of paper. He flipped back through it a few pages, and went over to a chalkboard. He wrote some calculations on that as well, and when he was satisfied, he went back to his lab equipment. On the other side of the chalkboard, all though it could not be seen, was an outline of a human heart. There were lines coming off it, and notes written on the ends of them. Just as he bent down to continue working, another scientist came through the doors of the lab.
"Xehanort!" the man called out. Xehanort, the man who was doing the lab tests, looked up when he heard his name.
"Yes?" he asked him, a little hesitantly.
"What are you doing?" the other man asked, speaking in a way as to truly show how much higher up he was than Xehanort.
"Just…working on some research..." he told him, hoping the other man would not say anything. He was wrong.
The other man continued, "Ansem wouldn't like you being off task!"
Xehanort sighed, knowing he was right. "Well…"
"Do I make myself clear?!" the other scientist asked, raising his voice a bit.
"Yes…" he said quietly.
"Yes what?" the other man asked with a sneer.
"Yes sir." He corrected himself. The other man smirked darkly and nodded. He turned and as he walked back, the automatic sliding doors opened for him. They closed behind him.
Xehanort looked over at his chalkboard. "I guess I truly was never meant to understand the heart…" he said quietly, as he started putting away all his equipment. "No matter how hard I try, I'll never have a purpose in this world…I…I have to stick to my job, here, under Ansem the Wise." He said, reassuring himself.
When he finally finished packing up, he went over to the chalkboard. He reluctantly picked up and eraser and began erasing his calculations. When he was finished with the front side, he flipped the chalkboard over, and began erasing the drawing of the heart. He put the eraser down, and picked up the box that held all his equipment. Xehanort headed over to the door to the laboratory, and flicked off the lights.
"I'm…I'm just a nobody…" he concluded, walking out, and down a long hallway.
He eventually got to a small cubicle, only 6ft long, both ways. This is where he really worked. You see, Xehanort always wanted to be a true scientist, but he was, in reality, something different. He recorded everything the scientists discovered. He didn't actually do the experiments. Sure, he wished he could, but he had never before even discovered anything. He had his own theories about a person's heart, and had even ran the idea by Ansem the Wise once. Ansem simply, shook his head disappointingly.
That's why Xehanort had been trying to perform his experiments in secret. However, so far, it hadn't gotten any results. He finished the day's work quietly, not talking to anyone. He walked out of the building, and headed to his small apartment in the middle of Hollow Bastion. When he got inside, he hung up his scientist coat, and layed down on his couch. He was surprised how tired he was, and fell asleep quickly.
Later that night, Xehanort had a strange dream. A door opened, and in it, there was an image of a large glowing key. When he reached out to take it, a white light shot out of it, and the light lead to a huge heart. As the beam hit the heart, the entire area erupted in a blinding white light. He put his hands over his eyes to protect his vision, and as the light faded, echoing words ran through his mind.
Heart of all worlds…The key…
Darkness…
Light…
The voice stopped for a moment, and Xehanort looked around in the dark. Suddenly a slim, white creature appeared before him. It was standing in one place, but his body seemed to endlessly move. "What is-" he found himself saying. As if answering his question, the voice finished with one word.
Nobody…Xehanort awoke from his dream, and shot up. He breathed in a few times, and looked around his living room. "It…was only a dream…" he said out loud. He got up, and got a glass of water. "But…I don't understand. It was so vivid, so real!" he continued, as he did a lot. He reassured himself, "Yes! It was vivid! It was real! I know it was!" he told himself. He looked at a near by clock. "6:15 AM…" he said. "Early, but Ansem the Wise should be there already!" he took a quick shower, then got dressed. He grabbed his coat, then ran to the building. When he got there, Xehanort spoke to him about what he saw in his dream, and Ansem the Wise just gave another, distant shake of the head. Sadly, Xehanort left without another word.
The next day, still confident that what he saw was real, he decided to confront Ansem once again. Xehanort went over to Ansem's office. He didn't even realize that he might be interrupting something when he burst through Ansem's office doors. Ansem, at the time, was having a meeting with a strange mouse with a red suit on. He realized what he did, and he bowed a bit.
"Master Ansem. Regarding the experiment I presented the other day… With your permission, I'd like to proceed-"
"I forbid it!" Ansem the Wise said, interrupting him. "Forget this talk of doors, and the heart of all worlds. That place must not be defiled."
Xehanort continued, "But Master Ansem! I've been thinking…" Ansem shook his head again, as he always did.
"Xehanort…" he paused. "Those thoughts are best forgotten."
Xehanort stopped himself from coming all the way into the room, and clenched his fists. He stepped back, and reluctantly bowed to him. With a final grunt, he closed the door, and walked away.
Xehanort then continued to grow more and more angry at not just Ansem the Wise, for not listening, but also at himself, for being such a failure. "Why can't I ever do anything right?!" he asked out loud. "I know my research leads to somewhere…" he told himself. "And I'm gonna find out what…" As he got to is cubicle, his computer screen flashed a bluish color. When it was finished, all that was said on it, was the letters, DTD.
He thought about that for a moment. "DTD?" he wondered. "It must be an anagram of some sort…" he thought back to his dream. Xehanort remembered the door that had opened. He remembered the words that had been spoken to him. "Darkness…" he whispered. He stood upright again. "That's it! Door To Darkness! That is all that it could mean!" he said, and walked out of his cubicle. "I'll have to head home and grab my supplies…" he told himself.
On the way there, something caught his eye. It was a small black-colored creature, with yellow eyes. It edged closer, and Xehanort, turned away. It started chasing him, so he was forced to run down an alleyway. He got to end, but the creature kept coming. More and more appeared around it, out of the ground, and also the walls. They jumped at him and he rolled forward, out of the way. They all hit the back wall, and infused together. All that was left was a portal, made of darkness. Xehanort stared at it, curiously.
His conscious was telling him, Now's your chance! Darkness awaits! You can prove, to everyone, just how smart you really are! You can change the world! You won't… The voice drifted off, and he spoke for it. "You won't be a Nobody."
He grinned, realizing how great that would be. "Yes!" he finished, nodding. "I will go! Through the Door To Darkness!" he stepped forward towards it, but stopped himself. He smirked, and for the first time, it was evil. "But fro, now on…I will not go by the pathetic name, 'Xehanort'. I shall now, forever be known as, Ansem!" he laughed maniacally, and walked forward, emersing himself in the darkness.