Author's Note: Alright so I had issues with what the heck was going on to begin with; it was just a short skit I did because I heard a song that made me think this up. Originally, Marluxia wasn't muttering curses—he was singing the song that inspired this (which wasn't even the title of the story now; it was a Nightwish song called Nemo). But I decided I didn't like that and, obviously, replaced the idea with the curses. It took a while to come up with a villain; I still don't quite know everything about what I'm writing yet so if I decide to discontinue the story you'll know why.
Ano! I was bouncing between five titles for the longest time. I couldn't decide what to use so, if the story title changes a lot, forgive me. One of the titles I was thinking about using had a twist to the way I want the story to go and two others would make the fanfiction mostly about the villain (although the Organization would still play a large role) and the role he plays towards Organization XIII. How did I finally settle on Black Heart (for the moment)? I had Xemnas and his friend figure up which one to use. Ashley counted to the seventh word of the suggested titles while Xemnas counted backwards 7 from the ending one until they arrived at the same title. (I don't know how that worked to begin with; apparently Ashley chose the number seven in answer of what title to use...)
This is, like most of my Kingdom Hearts work, a fanfiction done to entertain myself and two of my other friends who, coincidentally, habe the nicknames Xemnas and Zexion. Here's looking at you two, pals! Feedback is very welcome.
Chapter One: Then There Were Twelve
Vexen stood outside Marluxia's room by the door, ear pressed against the wood of it with a frown plastered on his face.
He gave a quiet sigh as he heard the man within heave another sob, muttering out obscenities to himself just loud enough to waft through the door to his ears despite the effect his age should have had on his hearing.
It was bad enough that he's been jealous of my experimental subjects recently, but making it worse by what I let happen to him,... sighed Vexen in thought to himself.
He paused, however, when a voice came to his ears from inside the room that did not belong to Marluxia.
"Relax now, it's alright Marluxia." came the hushed voice within the room. "Just forget all about what happened. I'm here..."
Marluxia audibly gasped, though quietly, and Vexen's eyes narrowed, pressing his ear against the door further. "Who the hell-" began the Nobody, but he was silenced by a gentle 'Shhh' from the other man.
"I'll make all the pain go away and make you forget all about the one that caused this. I can make you forget everything you are, were, or could be and replace those ideas with whatever you desire to believe...All you have to do is close your eyes..."
"But who the hell are you? What are you doing in my-"
"Then there were twelve." said the other man in the room in a smooth voice, the smirk on his face heard through the tone of his words. At this, a gentle 'Foom!' was heard, as if a fire had started in the room, and there was silence.
Eyes wide, Vexen thrust his shoulder roughly against the door to Marluxia's room but entrance was denied by the lock that had been set in place from within.
After a quick trip to the weaponry storage room, the oldest Organization XIII member put Axel's chakram to the test and, like clockwork, the lock was spliced in half and the door burst open.
But no one was inside.
To Be Continued...