Well, as promised, here is the next installment of the story I have in mind :) This is for all of you who have been waiting for it too :3
Let us start with the summary first c:
Summary: Noxaya was 'born' from one half of a heart: the light half. In her still dwell the painful memories of 'her' past yet she continues to be without a purpose. That is, until Xemnas finds her following Roxas around. Bringing her along with the new recruit, he offers the girl a job that only she can perform. Accepting it is up to her to find out what the enemy is planning. Yet who in reality is her enemy, and whom is she really allied to? Only by deciphering her truthful lies can one find out.
Well, that's that so now let's start this up shall we?
The First Deceiver Said:
The Deceitful Black Mamba
Nothing to do in this place but watch the sunset. Walking up and down town was boring as well and the brawlers had left along time ago. Ever since I got put here, I've got absolutely nothing to do.
I sigh again for what seems to be the umpteenth time. I've done all I can do for today and I'm just completely bored.
Stretching out and taking a deep breath helped me to calm down and think. But all the that the thinking did was make me yawn. A gust of wind blew my hair a bit as a blonde boy with camouflage pants and brunette girl in an orange top crossed right by me. I turned and followed them with my gaze and saw as the boy turned around, running backwards for a couple of seconds while calling out to his friend, "C'mon, Pence!" Looking behind, I saw a more chubby boy with a red jersey waving his hand to them so that they would wait for him.
"Cute," I scoffed smirking slightly and walking out of town once again to return to where I usually spent the rest of my boring days: in the supposedly 'haunted' mansion's yard. The gate was always locked but there was always the option of jumping over them.
Running through the woods was grand adventure for me since they were so vast. Yet soon, I also grew tired of them and headed straight for the mansion. Yet when I stepped out of the woods' vicinity I encountered something I've never before.
"Oh," my voice came to no more than a hum once the wind started blowing. It delicately brushed against my long, curly blonde hair that came to be beneath the hood of my dark jacket. My eyes scavenged the surroundings before landing on a lone figure that stood in plain view before the closed gates. "A boy...?" I murmured to myself and slowly walked over there.
First of, it was kind of creepy since the guy was only starring of into space. He didn't even react when I waved my hand in front of his face several times. I stood with my hands on my hips glaring right back at him.
"Hello~?" I elongate the word to make a clear and annoyed emphasis. "Anybody home?" I sighed when I got no answer back and slouched on myself. With only looking at him, he somehow seemed familiar. That face and those eyes...they looked a bit familiar. But then my left hand instinctively reached under my jacket to my pistol bringing it out as I spun about on my heels.
My hand stayed steady once it had a target; this time, it was the man that had stood behind me...for goodness knows how long now.
"Where did you come from?" she called taking the safety off and keeping her index finger tight on the trigger.
"And who do we have here?" the man, whomever he was, spoke in a deep voice. The only reason I knew he was a man was because of his voice since anything that could be distinguishable was hidden beneath a dark coat with its hood hiding his features.
"I asked first," I answer not dropping my gun.
"Stand aside." He reached out with his hand but I quickly reached down for my second pistol and smacked it away before aiming at him with it. "Feisty."
"Nah, just bitchy at people who're unresponsive," I smirked answering with a snarky comment. "Now, who are you and what do you want with the boy?"
"You do not even know him," he responded. "Why do you even care?"
"I-" her answer got cut back when her mind spun with flashbacks. "I know him...I think."
Hearing a slight affirming sound from him was enough for him to drop his hand. "What is your name child?"
"I have none," she answered after a slight pause.
"Do you wish for one?" he asked as if concerned.
"Don't care," she whispered while slowly lowering her guns. "Why do you?"
"Your eyes," he responded and I thought I could see a slight grin beneath the darkness of the hood. "They're powerful."
I scoffed finally deciding to put my guns away, "First smart thing you've said so far."
"You're conniving as well, child," he said with a slight smirk to his words. "You conclude I do not perceive whose Nobody you are."
I gave a slight smirk at his own smartness and showed him my 'real' eyes hidden beneath the golden paint I'd placed over them. "You're not half bad yourself for noticing. I like your kind."
"And I could much appreciate your powers as well," he agreed. "You could put them to good use."
"Good use?" she inquired. She held her chin and turned to the boy behind. Walking to his side, she casually leaned on his left shoulder while grinning, "Why not? I've got nothing better to do." She nudged away from the boy standing a few feet by his side. "You had business with him, didn't ya? Be my guest."
And so I watched as the man spoke to the boy and only to him and finally in the end, gave him a name, a purpose. Something I much needed right now as well. He opened a dark portal and hurried the boy through and glanced back at her, "Are you coming?"
"I need a name first," she said bluntly with her hands behind her back. "You gave him one, a 'purpose'," she joked air quoting the word. "Give me one too."
He reached out and gently tapped her forehead, reading a bit of her thoughts and past memories that although quite jumbled were clear. Soon he found what he was looking for. Stretching his hand out, he let letters appear before the girl as they started spelling out a word.
"N-O-X-A-Y-A?" she questioned confused.
"Noxaya." The way he pronounced it gave the 'x' more of a 'z' sound. "That is your new name and your new purpose."
She grinned with satisfaction, "Good enough."
Stepping through the portal gave me the shivers a bit but once inside I felt this great oppression inside of me. The boy and the man walked ahead of me and I followed with a heavy body. After a few minutes, he opened another portal and we stepped right out. Once out, I heaved a sigh letting my breath out.
What the hell was that? I thought to myself just a few seconds after it closed behind him. Absorbing my new surroundings took awhile since we were nowhere special. It was a simply lobby with half of the room being walls and couches with small coffee tables in the middle of them while the other half was a huge window giving view to a heart-shaped moon. The most disgusting thing about it, though, was the color.
"White gives me headaches," I complained holding my head and closing one eye, grumpily.
"Saix," the man called out to another man, whom I hadn't noticed had been there the whole time. This was wore the same stupid dark coat but without the hood. So I could see his long blue hair and golden eyes like mine, which I had changed back from showing they're real color. Plus a big 'x' shaped scar on the middle of his face. "Please guide these two to the vacant rooms we have."
"Of course, Superior," the man-Saix- called with a nod and glanced down at the boy and I. "Follow me." The boy did as he was told but I stayed in place and instead turned to the man with the hooded face.
"You still haven't answered my question," I asked annoyed at him. "Who are you."
And I swore another smirk rose to his lips at my insubordination, "You will receive your answers when the time comes."
"Come now," Saix called to me and I noticed a bit of annoyance in his voice. I simply clicked my tongue and spun on my heels and followed behind him. He first left the blondie in a room while I waited outside for a couple of minutes. Once he came out all he said was, "Follow me", and walked off. I clicked my tongue again in annoyance while frowning my brow. Soon we stopped before a white door that, unlike the others, had no number etched on it. He opened the door and walked in first completely ignoring that he had a lady with him. I sighed and entered to find a -surprise, surprise- white room. A bed hugged the left wall while a window came to be in the one opposite to the door. To the right was another door and a wardrobe was right beside it. He opened it and came out with a replica of that trendy black coat and sprawled it on the bed before turning to face me.
"You will change into this after I leave," he ordered me. "In a few minutes there will be a meeting to announce your arrival. One of our current members will come for you at such time."
So...there's others, she thought with her arms crossed defiantly in front of her. Their eyes crossed and that only ticked me off a bit. When he didn't look away, it just plain off pissed me off.
"Well?" I deadpanned to him. "I'm no exhibitionist so get the hell out already?!"
He sighed as if resigning to a thought he been struggling with and then left through a dark portal without caring whether the door remained opened. Stalking up to it, I slammed it shut and locked it while mumbling, "Asshole."
Now I stood before the bed's edge contemplating the horrid black coat. Were they really expecting me to wear such a horrendous thing?! Thinking about it for a moment, I walked over to the closet. Rummaging through it for a bit led me to find a pair of scissors and a sewing kit which was exactly what I was looking for.
"Let's give this a little more spice," I said to myself and started snipping away at the thing. "Yay! All done!" I call holding the scissors down and looking at my artwork. Just then I caught my reflection on the wardrobe's mirror, the one that stood on one of the doors. I held one of the strands of my hair. It was dull with its pale blonde color. "Let's change that," I smirked as in an instant, the color became more vibrant yet didn't loose it's original color. What change about it was that the tips and edges were dyed a vibrant scarlet as it faded as it went away from the tips. Now most of it was blonde but the red edging gave it a new look. I reached into the pocket of my jacket and brought out two red clips. Picking at the right side of my hair, I pulled the strands back and placed the clips in an x and let the shortness of my bangs fall a bit spike behind the clips.
I pulled off my old jacket and hung it up. I let my shirt stay since I went through a lot of trouble to get it. It was a simple dark yellow, almost mustard color but not as ugly, shirt with sleeves that came to be halfway between my biceps. The collar was originally a crew neck but, just like I had with the coat, I snipped at it a bit making a v right through the middle and putting a black string through it so I could tighten it. The v reached just to the top of my breast so the string was only loosely tightened. I kept my dark navy shorts and belt on as well. I searched for some good footwear in the closet to exchange for my ugly sneakers and all I found was a pair of heeled boots with a triple buckle. Cool. I slipped them on and latched the buckles on. I also placed my shoulder holster on and placed my pistols on either one. What can I say? I'm a girl who likes to be well fitted. Lastly, I took the coat and slipped it on immediately placing the hood in my head and latching some of the adornments of the coat on.
I took one last look in the mirror. My coat wasn't zipped up at all but my silver aiguillettes were what kept it in place. My hood was up but since it wasn't zipped you could clearly see my face. I had trimmed the sleeves to a normal size so that my shirt's sleeves would show and trimmed the ends of the coat a bit so that it'd be a bit less long. In short, it came up to where my boots ended which was a bit lower than the middle of my leg.
"Yep," I say looking at myself and pulling my hood a bit downward to shadow my eyes. Just in that instant, my cat-like eyes glinted red but remained gold. I smirked at myself, "I look perfect."
I heard a swooshing behind me and before I could turn I heard the person's voice. "What in goodness' name..." I turned around to face a slim man with the same black coat on and with no hood. His bluish gray hair was short except for the bangs that covered part of the left side of his face and eye. And in between his arm he held a black and gray book.
"Oh, hey there," I said nonchalantly with a grin while waving with my hand. "I'm the newbie here. Well one of them. You the one they sent for me?"
He blinked twice before answering my question, "Yes I am. My name's Zexion, the sixth member of the Organization."
"I figured there were others. How many are there of you actually?" I asked as if I hadn't just devastated the clothes they gave me.
"So far twelve," he answered just a bit surprised still about my clothes and style. "Will you please follow me to the Round Room now. You will meet them all there."
"Ooh, meeting room, great!" I cooed clapping my hands a couple of times before he opened the door and led me through white corridors. I knew we were getting closer when I started seeing more people.
"Who's this?" a man with long salt and pepper hair called. His eye was patched up and his face scarred.
"A new member?" another one called. This one had blonde hair too and had a mullet. His face was kind of a baby's face.
"Another woman, I see. How unfortunate." I stopped in my tracks when I heard this unnecessary comment. I turned to the voice of this man and found an old grouch with long pale blonde hair.
I grinned and tipped my hod forth, "All I see of unfortunate here is your face, old man." The mullet boy and the salt and pepper man instantly broke out in laughter at my remark with ones of their own.
"Ha, your face," the salt and pepper exclaimed. "Those never get old."
"You got told Vexen!" the mullet boy called still laughing his ass off.
The old man, Vexen, boiled with anger. I just faked a sweet smile and blew a kiss with a wink and went back to Zexion's side and overheard his bellowing. "What an ungrateful and disrespectful brat!" I snickered at how easy it was to get at the guy. Oh was I gonna have fun with that one. But soon all of them disappeared into one single room and apparently that was the one that Zexion was taking me to.
He turned to me and cleared his throat. I chuckled lightly at his professor-like demeanor. "You'll meet the members here and hear of your disposition in the Organization."
"Uh huh," I say jokingly and clap myself together. "Let's do this then!"
He nodded and opened the double doors as we walked through them. Once inside, I took in the vast room that only held a round floor surrounded by...thirteen high chairs, all in different altitudes. In each of them someone was seated. In some, I recognized the ones I had spotted out in the corridors. Zexion walked me to the middle for disappearing himself in a dark portal and appearing in his own chair from another. I heard a lot of the voices gesturing towards my wardrobe and it didn't surprise me. All of them wore the same boring black coat. I wasn't going to follow the routine like them.
"Gentlemen." When I heard the voice from that day, I turned around to face the highest of the chairs where the man sat upon. Now that he had removed his hood I could clearly see his features. He was dark skinned with gold eyes and a silver/white mane of hair. He didn't seem the tad least bothered by my clothing. What a waste then. "I have gathered you all here today to welcome a special member into our Organization."
Special? she repeated in her head while arching a brow.
"Special?" one of the members, not to any surprise, Vexen, voiced my thoughts. He glared down at me but I just grinned childishly and waved at him. "What does this brat have that's special?"
The man only smiled -if you can call that gesture a smile- and nodded to me. I knew what he wanted me to do even when he spoke of nothing.
I glanced around the room to anybody. My eyes instantly landed on a red head guy with green eyes and marked tears under them. I scoffed, he would be as good as any. I let out a sigh and pulled my hood to hide my face while closing my eyes. I could feel them burning...they've changed. And just like that I tapped into a bit of his memories. I could see him as a boy and another young boy with bluish hair. Was that...the man from before? That Saix guy? I smirked, this was getting more interesting by the minute. I finally got a grip of his personality and 'heart' and raised my head while waving my left hand away from my hood. I plastered an aloof grin on my face and spun my index and middle fingers making a mask appear. She then swiftly placed it on her face and instantly heard the gasps and awes of everyone.
"That's..." a girl's came through.
"Axel," I voiced hearing my own voiced having changed into that of the man I had become. I turned towards him, which seemed to be the most surprised of all. I raised and eyebrow and tapped the side of my temple, a gesture I'd seen was usual of him to use, "Got it memorized?"
I heard a couple of laughs and thought 'why not make it a spectacle while I'm at it'. I took another mask and changed into another, "Demyx." I took another, "Larxene." I kept on changing them as I said each name, "Lexeaus. Vexen. Zexion. Xigbar. Xaldin. Marluxia. Saix. Luxord." I glanced up at the highest chair and grinned before making my final masking, "And the Superior...Xemnas, right?"
"Unbelievable," Xaldin contemplated.
"What of it?" Vexen called although he was impressed much. "Zexion can use illusions as well."
"Indeed I can," Zexion admitted. "However, my extent only reaches one person at a time. I cannot place a mirage on many like she can. Her powers are alike mine yet...quite different and interesting."
"They're not mirages," I clarified and turned to Vexen. "Nor are they illusions. They're my power."
"Explain, sweet tart," Xigbar called out of them.
"I can replicate a person's entity by just looking at them. They're not illusions, they are a double skin that I can use. To everybody's eyes, I am the real one. There is no flaw or mistake that gives me away. And once I duplicate a person-" I stretched out both of my hands and showed them all the twelve masks I had created in the process. All were different and unique just like the person they represented. All were in different black and white patterns with red-eyed sockets. "I can use the double as much as I desire. As long as it is in my personal arsenal, it is mine for the use."
"Now see, that-" Zexion pointed out. "I cannot do."
"Not too shabby," Marluxia said while smelling a red rose.
"And it is because of her unique abilities," Xemnas called them to attention and making me retrieve my masks back. "That she will become my personal informant."
"What?" several voices called but Saix's intent glare gave away his disdain of her position right away.
"She will be given copies of each report of your missions. And will be placed at numerous places to gather information on the enemy," he continued.
"So," I interrupted. "I'm your spy?"
He nodded, "Precisely."
"Yay, I don't get a number," I celebrated while raising my arms triumphantly.
"But you do deserve a Proof of Existence," Xemnas added.
"What's that?" I asked nonchalantly to the room.
"A code name that puts you technically within out numbers," Xigbar explained.
"A code name..." I said tapping my chin. "Can I pick?" I asked childishly looking up at the highest one and received a nodding approval. I smiled and gave it right away.
"Call me...the Deceitful Black Mamba: Noxaya."
Not long after I presented my "Proof of Existence" in its chamber with the help of Saix and Xemnas, I was dismissed to my room to rest. They informed me that after a week of accustoming to the place and way things went, that I would go on and do missions on my own. Missions for what? I didn't ask. Don't really care either.
I sat on the edge of my bed with a smirk on my face and raised my head towards the window while looking at the huge moon. "Well...I'm in now. It's time to get to work." And just then, I felt the burning sensation on my eyes and knew, that out of excitement, their true bright, scarlet color had out shined the fake gold.
Well, how was that? I liked it. I went on a writing spree with this one. Took less than three hours ;9
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