You Don't Know Who I Am
RoxasxNamine
A/N: Hey, people! I'm back! I got kind of bored with Reset my Memory, so I'm doing another project. I promise that this will be an only story, no sequel or second part or whatever.
I got this idea from reading this novel that I stumbled upon in my school library. It intrigued me because it had no title and no author, so I picked it off the shelf and started to read it. It had no publisher copyright in it or anything, so maybe it was one of those books that the author made themselves. It looked really old and worn, it had a clue cloth cover and a small print of a butterfly on it. It was quite beautiful and on the front page was the insignia; L.G Wickens. Well, whoever the hell this guy was, it was an awesome book!
It was about this guy from Europe named Edward and he and his best friend, Eric, were messengers and assassins for their King. They were feared and everybody in their King's land knew them, but didn't know their real identities. So, one day the guy Edward receives a letter from his King telling him to assassinate this young woman and so he and his friend go to her cottage deep within the woods and find her. The rest, you will read on your own!
Disclaimer and Notes: I do not own Kingdom Hearts or its characters, plots or music. However, the story plot to this story is mine and mine alone. My characters are mine and any music told in this story is mine as well. I have no problems with people making other versions of this story but please, don't take any of my ideas! I work very, very hard to bring these stories to my readers and it hurts to see others take them. Be loyal and let me know in private messaging or reviewing if you see any remakes with my ideas. Thank you!!!
Love,
.kittykute
Chapter One
It's Simple
Diary
October 18th, Year of the Corpse
It was all so simple. Just, kill them and go. Take your reward and live life in the shadows until your services were needed again. That's how I lived my life. My name is Roxas and I am an assassin for my King, His Majesty Diz, along with my partner, Axel. We've been under His Majesty's order for over eight years, ever since we were both twelve and together, we've accomplished over 500 cases of murder for Our King. Not something to be too proud of, but whatever.
I never had a problem with killing people. Let's just say we were 'trained' to be His Highnesses Missionaries. Axel and I belong to a feared group called Organization XIII, although only eight of them are in our branch. The other five are in the home branch in The World That Never Was, while I and my best friend go around getting meager kill; merchants, people who don't pay their taxes and so on. It has been a long time since somebody actually put up a fight that I have grown bored with my life.
And the other thing was the fact that I felt so left out of everything. I had no one who was 'special' to me. The other Members extinguished their own desires through the maid staff, but I wanted something more. I needed love, and I was hungry for it. Not physical love, but the appeal of a beautiful girl sleeping close to me at night was wonderful; especially if she stayed long enough for me to know her and wake up to her face every morning.
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Yes, our heartless Roxas needs love. So much love to give, if given the chance.
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It had all happened one morning when Roxas slept in late while currently residing at the Organization Head quarters in Twilight Town. His bedroom was a mixture of punk and skater personalities; three or four skateboards lay in a pile in the corner of his room, one of them had a collage of stickers of board companies, the other was an evil looking dragon that Axel had given him for his 15th birthday, and the other was a black and white checkered board he had bought in Twilight Town a couple months prior. Band posters lined his black walls, and the only other shade of color that was in the room was of his curtains, which were a clean white color. His bed was also a checkered spread and a black and white candy-cane swirl guitar sat on it's stand in the opposite corner of the room, behind his brown wood door. He had forgotten to set his alarm clock.
In a wild frenzy, Roxas stood up from his bed and threw on a pair of well worn jeans with holes on the knee caps and a Rise Agenst band tee. Over this he threw on his Organization cloak and grabbing his checkered board he ran out his door.
The Organization Headquarters were divided into 13 floors; and on the basement floor was where all the members resided. Roxas, Axel and Demyx, on the other hand, lived on the third floor; and they had the entire floor to themselves. Axel couldn't get along with Luxord and Zexion because of their own breed of sarcasm and angst, Axel demanded to move floors. Roxas, being his best friend, went with him. Demyx just followed because he had a spat with Zexy about some Pokemon cards.
The elevator was moving far too slow, so Roxas decided to break a hit for it out the window. It wasn't a very long way up, good six or seven meters from the ground. But Roxas found no problem with this, for the area the HQ was built in had a large array of trees that stretched up to the sky. From a staff bathroom window, Roxas chucked his board to the ground, cursing to himself as he heard an unfamiliar swoosh as it hit the ground and soared into the air and caught onto one of the branches. He had succeeded for he maneuvered himself quickly and fell onto a large steady branch beneath him where he could jump from and land safely.
Once he hit ground he grabbed his board and set off down the cobblestone drive, out the gates and into Twilight Town.
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It was already 9:57 and Roxas should have been there by now! Axel cursed his best friends name and the day he was born when finally, he heard Roxas's contraption skateboard click across the cobblestones and up to the Organization's Meeting Hall.
"Son of a bitch, I could have sworn you wouldn't show." Roxas hopped off his board looking red in the face.
"I didn't either, we should get going." Without another word, Roxas walked into the tall white building that was dominating the Town's landscape. Axel followed wearily behind.
As soon as you passed the security part of the place, all you could see was shocking white. Every single member of the Organization bore a tattoo of the Organization's logo on their left shoulder blade and what number they were. To check if you were legit, you were to lift up your shirt and check, for it was complete secret about the tattoos.
After the check was complete, Roxas and Axel ventured into the Gathering Hall where all the members of the Twilight Town branch gathered and awaited their leader, Xemnes.
There was of course, Axel and Roxas but there was also Luxord, Demyx, Zexion, and Xemnes himself, the Leader of Organization XIII, he was the one who gave out the missions from the King.
The members were already seated in their chairs when the duo arrived. AS they strode into the cylinder shaped room with high chairs Luxord shouted out;
"Well Zexion I believe you owe me 150 munny for I was correct; they would arrive late." Zexy scowled and threw a pouch containing munny up onto Luxord's chair.
"Why are you late? Must I turn you two into pocket watches so you could at least keep the time?" Xemnes's voice boomed.
"I didn't set my clock, sorry." Roxas said without emotion and sat down on his throne and awaited punishment.
"Very well," Was all that Xemnes said.
"I will make this quick for His Lordship expects your cases done by the months end. Your cases this month are normal for some of you; however—" Yet another door crashed open and in poured a very windblown looking Sora and his friend Heyner. They too were members of the Organization.
"More late comers!" Xemnes cried out in anger. Sora, who was more of a joker then a assassin, blew his spiky bangs from his face.
"Hey, we wouldn't be late comers if you got our damn elevator fixed! It runs the pace of Zexion at dinner!" He cried, Heyner found it hard to keep his smile hidden.
"ENOUGH! Park your asses or be killed," Mansex demanded. Cocking his gaze, Sora sat down on his respected throne alongside Roxas.
"Hey, Roxy! Who pissed in his corn flakes this morning?" Roxas let a smile creep onto his lips. Yes, the Organization was more bearable with Sora and Heyner around.
"Since we are all accounted for I will continue on our meeting. This month, the majority of you will have simple missions," Simple as in untrained target.
"However," Xemnes paused as if somebody else would come barging in. He continued.
"For Axel and Roxas, your mission is of higher standards," This caught Roxas's attention, for he was trying to recall his own dream of the night before, and remembered it was of that creepy doll again…
"His Majesty has requested that you two and you two alone do this case," Luxord slammed his fist onto the arm of his chair in rage.
"Why them? Does the King favor Roxas because of his circumstances?" He shouted.
"Shut your frickin mouth, piss pot!" (Mwahahaha,) Axel demanded.
"You have something agenst me, prick? You wanna take it outside?" Roxas edged.
"SHUT UP!" Xemnes commanded.
"If you must know, Luxord Axel and Roxas have the best death rate of all of us. Why? BECAUSE THEY KNOW HOW TO KILL SOMEBODY!!!" Sora shouted and a great yelling match began.
"SILENCE!!!" Xemnes called into the hall and everyone stood still.
"Now if you don't want me to destroy you all you all better shut your ruddy mouths before I take away your satellite T.V privileges!" They all held their breaths.
"Good, I see I've caught your attention. Now about Roxas and Axel. Your mission will be quite messy I'm afraid." Roxas became intrigued. It had been a while since he had a challenge.
"Lay it on us Xemnes," Axel said and crossed his legs. Xemnes smiled hideously.
"Your mission is you find Namine the Dream Maker and eliminate her."
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A/N: Hey people! Please review! Happy thoughts!
Love,
.kittykute