Summary: Organization XIII finds another Nobody to join their cause. Now with this new addition to the group, the Nobodies have set their sights upon a moderately depressed, sullen, ex-SOLDIER mercenary residing in Hollow Bastion...
Well...For those who know me, you will know...that I am a videogame plotline addict. Which probably kind of explains my addiction to anime and manga. Maybe...not really...no...
Well, recently I started playing FF 8, FF7 Kingdom Hearts/ Kingdom Hearts: Chain of Memories /Kingdom Hearts II (sort of) , the joys of emulators. And well...I'm kind of hooked...mainly because of Organization XIII. I find the idea of the Nobodies really uh...cool, soooooo I came up with this little fic, which is kind of Cloud, Organization XIII-centric... Since, like...Cloud is cool, and so is Vincent...WHY IS THERE NO VINCENT IN KINGDOM HEARTS??? WHY!?!?!
Bloodredalchemist (god I hate my pen name), does not own Kingdom Hearts, Disney characters or the Final Fantasy Characters. Neither does she own the cereal brand Trix, for which one of her characters is named after...
"So…what do we do with her?" asked Demyx, peering at their most recent acquisition.
"Well, if we let her join, we're going to have difficulty telling her apart from Zexy here…" started Axel, when he was interrupted curtly by Number VI.
"It's Zexion…" said the Schemer coldly.
"On top of that...aren't we out of numbers?" continued Axel completely ignoring his superior. "We can't just rename the Organization, Organization XIV now can we?"
Surprisingly there were a number of murmured assents to this point.
"True…XIII is really a good number for the name…"
"XIV just doesn't sound ominous enough…"
"Organization XIV? That sounds pretty lame…"
As comments of a similar nature were being passed around the room, the newest Nobody rolled her eyes irritably.
"If you don't really want me here, then why did you even bother bringing me here?" she muttered irritably. "Maybe I should just leave…" she mused aloud softly.
Beneath the debate of whether or not XIII was a superior number to XIV, only Zexion, with his acute senses, heard what the girl had said.
"That would be unnecessary," he told her, redirecting everyone's attention towards the silver-haired teenager below them.
"Your power is remarkable…and the smell of darkness is quite prevalent around you…"
"…Maybe I should've hung out with better company…" she remarked dryly.
Demyx giggled.
"She has a sense of humor…"he paused, "I don't get it…"
A few groans were passed around the room at number IX's stupidity. The Melodious Nocturne was not known for neither his intelligence, nor his fighting prowess.
"If you didn't get it, then why did you think it was a joke?" asked the new Nobody pointedly. She looked around the room at all the seated dark-cloaked figures.
"How am I supposed to believe that the twelve of you will be able to help me get my heart back? I distinctly remember the thing being ripped out of my being by at least a hundred heartless…"
The Superior looked down at the girl considering his next words.
"You remember your Other, your Somebody, right?"
"Yes…" she answered warily, "Tori Walker..."
"Do you remember what it felt like to have a heart?"
"Get to the point. I didn't follow your grey-haired lapdog through that doorway just to answer stupid questions," she growled, pointing at Zexion.
"Hey, hey," said Axel grinning, "Is that any way to talk about a superior?"
"Shut up carrot-head, I wasn't talking to you and last I checked, I don't belong to your little group."
"Oh, feisty little girl aren't you," smirked the red-headed Nobody. This girl was truly intriguing. She looked to be about Roxas' age, maybe a year older. She had silvery grey hair that hung in a very similar manner to that of Number VI's, mostly covering the right eye, except that her hair was cut more evenly than that of Zexion's. If it wasn't for the colour and the girl's gender, it would be hard to tell the two apart…that and the eyes. Whereas Zexion had dark coloured eyes, the girl's were a pale glowing green…very much like those of a certain mercenary in Hollow Bastion.
The girl made a noise that sounded like a threatening growl, but Axel ignored it. He was used to hearing similar noises, mainly coming from Xigbar or Xaldin when he really pissed them off.
"You remember what it was like to have hope, don't you?" asked the Superior. Axel had to smile. So he was playing that game.
Nobodies couldn't feel, but they could think for themselves, and they could remember. In order to cope with the emptiness of living without a heart, most of them acted like they did indeed have hearts. Without feeling, all the Nobodies had left to them was thought and memory…and spending too much time with those two things usually led to turning into an almost useless Dusk, or worse…Larxene. Not that Nobodies could suddenly change sex, but the one female member of the Organization was a bloodthirsty sadist. Axel suspected that her former self had something to do with it, but to him it was clear that Larxene had fallen into her memories and her thinking had led her to become what she was. Not that he'd ever tell her. He didn't fancy getting his head ripped off…
"No."
Surprisingly it was Zexion who answered for the girl.
"Tori Walker had never felt hope," he said not looking up from the book he was reading.
Where the blazes did he get that thing? He was pretty sure that when Number VI had walked into the meeting room, he did not have a book on him.
"How would you know that?"
"The girl was clearly a pessimist if her Nobody is anything to go by," he said in his usual monotonous voice, "Besides, that world clearly had no room for such trivial emotions like hope." He added, still not looking up from his book.
The girl looked at him with a slightly more approving light in her eyes.
"So he's not just a mindless idiot…" she muttered loudly, which drew snickers from Marluxia and Larxene.
"Would you like to know what hope feels like?" asked the Superior.
"Not particularly…" the girl said, "I just want my heart back."
"You realize that joining Organization XIII is the best way to do that, do you?"
She just looked at him skeptically. None of the member's of Organization XIII dared to look at Xemnas that way. This Nobody was bold and headstrong…and a cynic as well…This could be interesting.
Xemnas looked around to the others.
"The rest of you can go. I have something to show this little girl."
The rest of the Organization traded knowing looks. Some of them looked kind of regretful. They would have loved to see this kid's face when she saw Kingdom Hearts.
"Don't call me 'little girl'"
"Compared to me, you're nothing more than a little girl."
"So would that make you an old decrepit man?"
Xemnas got the idea that this girl really knew how to make even those who couldn't feel get really irritated…
"Follow me."
"Why should I?"
That smart mouth of hers would be the death of her….
"You wanted to know how we would get your heart back, I'm going to show you."
Reluctant to show that she was actually interested, the girl feigned indifference and shrugged.
"Might as well, I've got nothing better to do…"
"We'll soon fix that…"
8.8.8
"So…your new name is Trix?" said Demyx, genuinely interested.
The girl nodded silently. Who was this guy following her around anyway? He must have noticed that she had no clue as to who he was.
"Oh, I'm Number IX, the Melodious Nocturne!" declared the blonde with the pseudo-mullet. "Demyx," he said extending his hand. Trix, as she was now known by, took it after a long awkward pause during which she just stared at his hand as if it had something on it. She had never shook hands with anyone before. It was too dangerous, you never could trust anyone…not family, not friends, no one. Midgar was not a place one could live in peacefully, what with the Shin-Ra running everything…It made her sick sometimes to think of what they had done to her home…of what she had done…
She shook her head slightly to dispel those thoughts. Midgar was behind her. That was Tori Walker's home. This place in the twilight, between light and dark was hers…This was Trix's place. Tori Walker had a heart, and thus had no place here.
"Ummm…your other's name was Tori wasn't it?" said Demyx tentatively, completely unaware of Trix's obvious discomfort.
She nodded silently yet again.
"So, uh…what happened to the 'o'"
"The Superior said that no good anagram could come out of 'Tori', so he removed the 'o'…rather unnecessary…" she said monotonously.
"Woah, you really sounded just like Zexy there…"
"What?"
"Oh, sorry. I meant Number VI. Zexion, the one who…"
"I am fully aware of who you're talking about." said Trix cutting him off curtly.
Demyx smiled at her.
"You sound just like him. Always so serious. If I hadn't been there to see you smart-mouthing the Superior, I'd think you were one of Vexen's replicas…"
Before he could start rambling on about this Vexen person, Trix decided to cut him off then and there.
"Demyx…why are you following me?" she finally decided to ask him, stopping in the middle of the hallway.
"Oh…just…uh…ummmmmm….I forgot…"
"Were you supposed to tell me something?" she asked, wondering how on earth someone like him got into this Organization. From what she could tell, this place was pretty strict…
"No, I mean Yes! Yes I was supposed to…uh…"
"Were you told to do this by the Superior?" she prompted.
"No…I think it was Number VII…or was it Marluxia…?"
This guy was seriously beginning to get on her nerves, couldn't he just hurry up and remember?
"Oh yeah! I remember now!!" he shouted gleefully, clapping his hands together like a little kid. "Lexaeus asked me to teach you how to open a portal!"
Trix sighed softly. At least it wasn't something stupid…though this Demyx's behaviour was kind of weird. He was older than her…but he acted like he was ten years younger.
"Okay," she said, "Show me."
"What?"
"You just said that you were going to teach me how to open a portal, so," she said, with a small head jerk, "show me."
8.8.8
She was a fast learner, that was for sure. Demyx had shown her only once how to open the portals to darkness, and that had been all she needed. Admittedly she did ask Demyx to describe in words, exactly what it was he had done. Demyx had fumbled around, and practically tripped over his own words, but it seemed that it had been enough. So now only after a month in the Castle that Never Was, Trix was being sent out on a Nobody acquisition mission. Of course, the girl whose number was pending, due to all sorts of technicalities, would not be going alone…She was going with two others…just in case she was as pathetic Demyx when it came to fighting. The choice of the two others was surprising. Axel and Zexion. Why? Only the Superior knew…and maybe Saix. That man was a shameless suck-up.
Zexion had his own suspicions, but he kept them to himself. The controversy over what Trix's number ought to be mainly came from Axel. Trix would be Number XIII over Axel's dead body, as he put it. Roxas was Number XIII, the Key of Destiny and always would be. Zexion could not understand Axel's attachment to the younger boy. They had been friends, they had gotten along, but the two of them were just kidding themselves. They couldn't feel a friendship. Axel just wished he had a heart…he was beginning to lose to his memories.
Why Zexion had been chosen to go was however, another question. Maybe it was suggested by Xigbar, just as a joke. Everyone kept poking fun at Zexion for his extreme similarity to the girl. On his own part, Zexion saw little to no similarity between them. Trix was stubborn, bold and straightforward…when she felt like it. Actually, Trix could be anything when she felt like it. It seemed as if she kept changing personalities in order to prove that that she truly felt nothing and was perfectly capable of adapting to any situation. Zexion mainly acted on his instincts. Making him act like a cold and calculating person, which suited him perfectly.
"Are we going yet?" asked Trix impatiently.
"Hold on, girlie. You don't even know where we're going!" laughed Axel.
"Do you?" she asked pointedly, at which Axel scowled. In fact, the only one who knew their destination was Zexion, who in order to confirm his suspicions as to the odd grouping for this mission, had created the illusion that he was busy 'packing'. He was known for calculating every move, and being over-prepared for everything, which he wasn't. No one really realized that almost all of his great mission exploits were made up entirely on the spot. It wasn't his being careful that led to success, it was his intelligence. But since he already had that particular reputation, he might as well take advantage of it.
"Don't you go smart-mouthing me Trix. I could fry you into Oblivion right here and now."
"You just keep telling yourself that."
The tension was beginning to get a bit much so early on in the day…Zexion decided to take that moment to appear through an illusion portal. There was no point using a portal to go two steps, so he might as well just fake it.
"Well you took your sweet time Zexy," muttered Axel.
"Stop calling me that…" muttered the grey-haired Nobody irritably, extending a hand to open up a portal.
"Our destination is Hollow Bastion, we are to obtain the Nobody of Cloud Strife."
Well, now isn't that just the best line to end off the first chapter? I hope people like Trix... I kind of do...most of the time...when she doesn't feel like being a jerk...