A/N: Heyo! Wondering What Breakfast Is here, submitting a new story! Whoa my god! Yeah I know. Bad me for starting one story before I end another, but I HAD to write this!!! The Plot bunny likes to attack when I try to get some sleep. And that leads to insane ideas. And I have no choice but to obey the plot bunny. He's very convincing. (Who wouldn't be when they have a whole bunch of smexy guys behind them?)
Another "M" name! Geez. I should just use "J" names instead. For those who care, my middle name is Mailei (My-lee). Like Miley Cyrus (y'know? Hannah Montana...) And Miren means "Beautiful Romance" in Japanese. :D
This A/N is longer than the prolouge... Hehe.
Disclaimer: Miren is mine, and all of the Thirteenth Order is mine too. FINALLY!
In an alternate universe, there was an organization that had plans much larger than its original counterparts had ever dreamed of. It consisted of Nobodies, heartless beings who can only pretend to have feelings. Twelve members were deadset on fulfilling the plan they had set up nearly a year ago, but one still remained in the middle- Twilight. Where darkness and light merge...
There was little known about these mysterious thirteen. What was known was sketchy, nothing was definately the truth. And because no one was sure what to believe about this order, many feared them. They held many worlds in their grasps relying on fear, and fear alone. There was no need to lose members to war, for once the Order found a world they wanted to control, they would have it without resistance. Those who did try to resist quickly realized their efforts were in vain. The Thirteenth Order could overpower an entire army by using one or two members.
How this group came to be remained shrouded in secrecy, just like its members. If no one knew how they operated, no one could defeat them. Except for one. Though only in legend, there was a warrior that was sure to follow in the footsteps of the greatest Keyblade master that ever was, is, or shall be. That Master was a fourteen year old boy named Sora. And his successor was the most unlikely person in any universe. Though unknowing of her fate, she knew her destiny wasn't going to be ordinary.
The stars fortold her future long before she was born. Woven into the night sky was the prophecy of Miren, the Downfall of the Thirteenth Order.
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And thankee to PadfootBlack4Ever (Melinda) for checking this over for me!