Disclaimer: Kat, Rosie, Vivi, Aqua are mine. I also came up with the plot.
I'd like to take this moment to thank XionAmmy for agreeing to co-write with me.
Ten of the thirteen white chairs were occupied by one person wearing a hooded black cloak; two of them were shared by two people, three of those four wearing the same cloak as the others. The room's fourteen occupants shifted uncomfortably, anxious gazes aimed at the single vacant chair.
"Where's Xemnas?" An innocent question from a blond-haired boy, his wide blue eyes glancing curiously around the circular room as he shattered the overwhelming silence of the meeting hall.
A member with vibrant, almost flame-like red hair snorted in response to the Key of Destiny's inquiry. "How should I know?" he retorted. Turning to look almost directly across from himself, the Flurry of Dancing Flames decided to ask the one person who most likely did know the current location of the absentee: "Saix, do you know where he is?"
The blue-haired man he addressed gave a low growl. "No, Axel," he ground out, golden gaze sharpening into a glare that had little effect beyond expressing the anger of the Luna Diviner.
Axel held his hands up, mirth dancing in his catlike green eyes. "Okay, okay, sheesh," he said lazily, lips quirking into a smirk. "Didn't have to bite my head off, there."
The growl became a snarl, but it was ultimately ignored by the other members.
"D'you think he'd mind if I sat in his spot, then?" a girl with black hair inquired, looking over at the spiky-haired blond she was sharing a seat with. "Since he's late and all."
The boy shifted uncomfortably. "He probably would, Xion," he said softly.
"Do it," a blonde woman with two antenna-like strands of slicked back hair urged. "I wanna see him turn someone into a dusk."
"No one asked you, Larxene," Axel pointed out almost lazily. A protective look was glinting in his eye in response to the blond's almost horrified expression, not that many of the people around the redhead noticed.
"Come on, guys," a second blond, this one taller than the first and his dishwater-blond hair arranged into a mullet-like style, interjected. "We shouldn't fight about this."
"IX is correct," a slim youth with slate-colored hair agreed flatly. "I am sure the Superior will be here before much longer."
As if on cue, a swirling portal of darkness opened over the unoccupied chair. After opening fully, it spiraled away once more, revealing a smug-looking man with heavily tanned skin, silver hair, and gleaming amber eyes.
The entire room straightened in their chairs instantly.
"Superior," Saix greeted the newcomer, the mask of anger falling away instantly.
The silver-haired man nodded politely to his second-in-command before turning to address the whole of the Organization. "My friends, I have gathered you here today to announce a special assignment," he began, voice easily filling the room despite its immense size. "Due to the scale of this mission, all of us will be on it and other missions are put on hold for the time being."
The room hummed with questions before one voice rose above the others.
"All of us?" Saix echoed, a note of disbelief in his tone. "Are you certain, Superior?"
"Entirely," the silver-haired man confirmed, smirk never faltering.
"What's the mission, Xemnas?" asked a man with grey-streaked black hair, his single golden eye glinting with excitement.
"We will be protecting a group of girls forced to flee their world," Xemnas continued as though the man to his right had never spoken up.
"Why did they flee?" the only person not wearing a cloak asked, straightening the skirt of her white dress and squirming away from her seat-mate, a pink-haired man who looked equally displeased with the arrangement.
"Their world fell to darkness," the Superior of the In-Between stated simply.
A look of realization flashed through a pair of amber eyes. "That was where you've been for the past week," Saix murmured.
The silver-haired man continued, "I tracked them to Twilight Town and spent some time observing their behavior."
"Why are we protecting a random group of girls, anyway?" the pink-haired man asked, interrupting Xemnas.
The Superior didn't answer; instead, he leveled a withering glare towards the Graceful Assassin.
Shrinking under the glare, the pink-haired man muttered, "Right. We don't need a reason—we just have to follow his orders."
"How will this work, anyway?" a man with long ash-blond hair inquired, one eyebrow quirked as his venom green eyes stared questioningly at Xemnas. "A big group of people following a small group of girls around is going to call attention to itself within a day, if not within an hour."
The man smirked, as if he already had a plan for the situation. "We will be split into teams. Each team will keep an eye on one of the girls."
"When do we start?" Saix inquired.
"As soon as we finish this meeting and I have explained your individual assignments." The Superior leaned forward, his usual smirk replaced by a more serious expression. "We cannot allow these girls to know what Nobodies are. It is confirmed that they know what Heartless are, however.
"Two of the girls have large amounts of darkness in their hearts, although the other two do not have significant amounts of darkness within them. The two that do could, potentially, become Nobodies upon death, so it is in our best interest to keep an eye on them in the meantime."
Xemnas looked around at the other fourteen people, all shifting uncomfortably in their seats. "You are dismissed. Begin your preparations for travel to and extended stay in Twilight Town."
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A/N: So, what do you think? I hope you like this. Reviews and constrictive criticism is welcomed.
