The meeting room was filled with a heavy atmosphere, the windows pulled closed with dark curtains blocking out the sun. All the men were lined up at the large table in the center of the large room with papers scattered all around. Most of the pictures held the faces of human students, followed by their grades, private records, and their family history and so forth. The six human males were all fueled with rage, trying to push their own opinions on another.
"It's not often that a human school like us are allowed to transfer a student to Twilight High...," One of the men growled, "Human relations with the other races are incredibly strained...we need a student that has charisma, intelligence, and athleticism!" He pushed the picture of a student up to the middle of the table.
"Ha!" One of the other men laughed, "Him? That boy has the attitude of a mule. He would be just like the other human students who have attended before him. He would just be threatened, ridiculed, and then would transfer back! We need a strong willed boy like him!" He shoved his own picture forward.
"What? That student has the brains of an ant!" One of the other men shouted, "This female student has all the necessary qualities-
"You kidding me? That girl is a prime example of how a student shouldn't be! I hear rumors of her sleeping around with all the athletes!"
"Those are just rumors! You can't really think-
"QUIET!" shouted the school director, "This is an important matter! We must choose carefully...good grades and great athleticism mean little when we want to build a relationship with the other races. Keep that in mind, gentlemen." The other board members went silent, gritting their teeth. The school director was right, but it was just so difficult to choose a student.
"Damnit..." One of the men finally spoke up, clenching his fists onto the table, "Then who?...WHO? Our school is the cream of the crop for our people! So why is it so difficult to choose a single student? So far, each one of the students we suggest have the same quality that another had before them who transferred back. Is there anyone else we can pick?" The men all started arguing, giving the school director a headache who rested his head against his palm, his mind working frantically to find a solution.
Just then, the door opened. None of the board members noticed in the midst of their yelling besides the school director. A dark man stepped out, emerging from the shadows like a strange demonic form. His suit was dark black yet his hair was white even though he still looked incredibly young.
"Excuse me, sirs..." the strange man grinned, lifting up a black suitcase and plopping it onto the table, "If you all would stop yelling, I have a solution to your problem..."
The school director shifted uncomfortably in his chair, "Xemnas...what are you doing here?" Xemnas was known as a sly and mysterious business man, helping out rich and important members of society when they needed a little boost in sales, or to get "rid" of a competitor. Each of the board members had contacted him at one point to advance their own selfish desires.
Xemnas grinned, "Simple, really. I have a proposition for you all." He left his suitcase on the table as he cleared his throat. His confidence filled the room as he spoke.
"For years, the human race has been dying. After the fifty-year war we never truly recovered. The only way for us to survive is to receive help from the other races. The mystical races." The men grew curious and uncomfortable.
"It seems like a small thing, but a human student attending a large school built for the other races is a huge deal. We need to start small, and by having a student attend we can show them what we really are."
"Each student we sent there has either dropped out or transferred back..." The school director growled, "What makes you think anyone else we send there will be different?..."
Xemnas smiled, "Because each of the students we sent there were not strong-willed. They were not fearless, and the pressure of being such an important symbol for the human species made them crack. The other races sensed this and exploited that. You need a student who doesn't have to have great academics or athletics. You need a student who is strong hearted...and unexpected." Xemnas dug into his briefcase and slid a picture down to the center of the table.
The board members leaned over to see the picture and gasped out in surprise.
"Roxas? You want Roxas?" One of the men roared, "This is an outrage! This boy has several juvenile issues and is a constant threat among the students of this school!"
"He also has straight A's in all his classes." Xemnas grinned, "That's unexpected."
"This boy has been in trouble with the police on multiple occasions!"
Xemnas sat down in a chair and leaned back, "He also finishes his community service with no complaint and gets the job done."
"This boy is unacceptable!" The school director yelled, slamming his hands onto the table, "This boy is not qualified!"
"In what ways, director?" Xemnas asked, "Roxas is more capable then the other students you have. Indeed he has discipline problems, but he is not weak and terrified like those students will be if you send them to that school! So far all you have shown to the other races is the weak side of us humans! They believe us all to be greedy little worms that they can crush beneath their feet! We must show them that humans are stubborn and strong, our hearts unfaltering!" The board members grew quiet and began to whisper to one another.
"Enough!" The director shouted, "Roxas is an orphan. His parents were killed in an accident involving the elves. He will hold a grudge."
"All the more reason." Xemnas grinned, "He will not bend under their will. And he will definitely show that the elves themselves aren't perfect." Murmuring was heard all around the table.
"I...agree with Mr. Xemnas." One of the board members said, "It's time we show them the other side of humanity."
"This is an important ordeal...but we cannot screw this up again. Roxas is a different candidate, but he also may have a different outcome then the rest. We must not skip up this chance."
It wasn't long before all the board members agreed, standing up against the director.
"Xemnas...what do you get out of this?..." The director asked, folding his hands over themselves, "What do you hope to gain?..."
"Just the pride of humanity, director." Xemnas chuckled with a bow, "Nothing more."
"Then it is settled!" One of the board members cried, "Roxas will be transferred to Twilight High!"
Xemnas turned around, his back facing the board directors as he chuckled lightly he left the meeting room, his suitcase in hand as he grabbed a cell phone from his suit pocket.
He quickly dialed a number and held it up to his ear, "First stage is done." He spoke, sporting a demonic toothy grin, "The Organization begins its move."