Chapter 1
Okay, I know I already have a story going on, but I created this story during moments of writers block during the other. It helps me when I'm writing if I have another story to work on when I have no ideas for the other one.
Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts, any of the games with that name in their title, or anything Square Enix made. Jexol and Xarrgett don't belong to me either, they belong to my friend, and his older brother. Luxije, though, does.
"Damn it Luxord, you. Will. DIE!!!" The girl jammed the buttons on her controller, glaring intently at the smirking blonde on the screen. Her eyes flickered to the top of the display, checking her time. They were about tied. And only enough for about twenty seconds left. She smiled slightly, before refocusing. A lock of her raven-black hair fell in front of her eyes, and was quickly swiped away, before it could make itself a distraction.
Just as the timer was about to run out on Luxord, her pulled his "52-pickup" attack. "NO!!" She shouted, watching as Sora got utterly owned. Throwing the controller to the floor, she swiped up a phone, and hit speed-dial one. As the phone rang, she started humming Sanctuary to herself. After a few minutes, someone answered. "XARRGETT! Lemme talk to Jexol!" She winced, holding the phone away from her ear.
"Of course I know what time it is! It's..." She checked the clock. "It's 2:30 AM. Now let me talk to Jexol!" There was some more shouting. "Fine, fine, I won't call at this time again...For the next week or so." She paused. "Of course I'm lying! Now let me talk to him, or I'll feed you to the Nobodies, XI." Immediatly after hearing her use his number, the phone switched hands over to Jexol.
"Jexol! How the hell do you beat Luxord so easily?! I've never managed to beat him without dying at least once - EVEN ON BEGINNER! And don't even get me started about Proud mode." Jexol started yelling too. "Yes, this is what I interrupted your - ...Did you just say slumber party? ...Oh, sure, invite everybody but XIII!...Oh, oops. That was what that email was about? I thought you were just being annoying...Heheheh...Yeah, I'll be over in thirty. See ya." She hit the OFF button, tossing it back onto her bed.
She jumped up, grabbing her overcoat from the door handle, and the half-coat from her closet. The half-coat was pretty much the same as the overcoat, just, regular coat sized. It still had all of the decorative beads and stuff - it was just lighter, and more practical. Slipping on the half-coat, and putting the other over her shoulder, she leapt out her window, landing in a crouch position on her roof. Slowly, quietly, she crawled across it, until she came to the edge. She jumped down quietly, landing on the trampoline, and bouncing off that onto the grass. She took off at a brisk walk, now donning the overcoat, zipping it, and pulling up the hood.
As her house disappeared from view, she turned down a street where all the lamps were broken. The houses all had FOR SALE signs up, and showed no sign of life. This part of the neighborhood was said to be "haunted", but was used as a regular shortcut by the Organization, to get from one to another's house, since they all lived pretty close.
As XIII walked down the street, the shadows at the edge of her vision began to flicker. She ignored it, used to this happening. Soon, yellow and amber eyes flickered on, resembling her own. Still, she didn't look, knowing they would all disappear if she did. As she continued walking, white flashes started showing up. They were in many shapes and sizes, but the majority of them seemed vaguely human-sized, and appeared to be walking drunkly. The shadows and the white beings clashed silently, the light ones quickly eliminating the dark, but not before more could spawn.
The girl was practiced at watching these creatures out of only the corner of her eyes, never looking directly at them. They had always been somewhere near her, at the edge of her vision. Nobody else seemed to see them as often, occasionally only, if ever. But they had always been there for her. To help or hurt, she still wasn't quite sure.
As XIII was thinking, she didn't notice larger, darker black creatures start appearing. Their eyes were hidden, and they were taller than the white creatures. Moonlight glinted off of silver beads and buttons, zippers, and other metal things they were wearing. Light shined off of one of them and caught her eye. She faltered, and then quickly resumed her walking, hoping they didn't notice. She watched them indirectly, like the rest of the creatures.
They moved at exactly her pace. She counted three of them in all. One was up ahead of her, directly in front, and two were slightly behind her, off to the sides. After a few moments, she just ignored them, and kept walking. But every time she stopped paying attention, the two behind sped up a little, and the one in front slowed.
Eventually, she just stopped. The did, too. "Okay, I kinda know that you're there." One of them laughed, and all three of them closed in on her. They were all wearing coats identical to hers in every way, she could see now, but she'd already guessed that. They all three stood there with the same pose, arms folded, head down slightly so she couldn't see their faces. But, one of them was some what taller than the other two. Another one wouldn't stop fidgeting. The third had an air around them that seemed bored.
They all stood there for a moment. Then, XIII turned to the tallest one, and said, "Axel, stop trying to look tough. It really just makes people wanna laugh." His head jerked up a little, telling her she'd got the name right. Now, she turned to the fidgeting one. "Demyx, you fidget too much. It takes away from the whole mood you guys were trying to set." She faced the last one. "And Zexy, anyone could tell it was you. For one, your hair sticks out under your hood." She pointed when she said this, showing his bangs hanging out. "If they're long enough to cover your eye, they're long enough to show. And, you forgot to put away your book." Indded, in one hand he had a small book.
"So," she said, glancing around at the three of them. "I know you, you know me, obviously, or else you wouldn't have been following me. What do you guys want?" They all stared at her, from under their hoods, for a few minutes. Finally, Zexion shrugged.
"Superior sent us to get you."
"Yeah," Demyx piped in, "he said it was 'about time you came where you belonged', or something. And then he sent us."
"Technically, he sent us." Axel said, pointing to himself, then Zexion. "But he," he moved his hand to point at Demyx, "just showed up, and refused to leave us alone until we brought him."
XIII waited, thinking there was more. But, they said nothing else. "Okay...You're here, so now what?" She asked, looking slightly amused. Demyx glanced at the other two, and then shrugged.
"Now, you come with us." Zexion said, moving his hand out, and creating a votexy portal.
"Whatever." She took a few steps towards it, but Axel blocked her way. "What?" She asked, looking up at him.
"You're not gonna like, y'know, try and run away, or scream and call for your mom, or like, I dunno...Try and kill us or something?" He cocked his head to the side, looking down at her curiously.
She put on her best sugar-coated and sweet smile, stared up at him, and said, "Nope." Then she walked off into the portal, followed by Zexion, then Demyx. Axel stood there for a couple seconds, scowled, and followed them.
She stood staring around in the dark hallway, looking slightly awed. "Wow," she mumbled. "Somehow, I'm not very surprised I'm here, and yet, I never thought I'd actually be here...Or something...Y'know?" Demyx nodded, while Zexion and Axel didn't respond. All three of them lowered their hoods, and she followed suit.
Axel and Demyx stared at her for a while. "What?" She asked eventually, getting irritated, slightly. They were about to answer, when another portal opened. Out stepped none other than the Gambler of Fate himself. XIII scowled, glaring at him. Demyx noticed this, and sidestepped away. Luxord didn't seem to notice though, and turned to Zexion.
"Superior's getting impatient." He turned around to go back into his portal, and then noticed her. "Well, if it isn't the new little Nobody!" He smirked, earning himself another glare. "What, we've only just met, and you've already got a grudge? That didn't take long." He kept smirking, and a deck of cards appeared in his hand. He began absent-mindedly shuffling them, and then winked at her. "We should play sometime." He threw one card down at her feet, and then disappeared.
She stood scowling for some time, glaring at the spot where he had been. Then, she stooped down, picking up the card and flipping it over. It was a Joker. She shook her head, and then slipped it into the jacket pocket. The others were staring at her when she turned around, but she just ignored the looks. "Are we going, or what?" As she spoke, a portal opened tot he side of Axel. She smiled slightly, and walked on through it.
As soon as she stepped through the portal, XIII noticed that the others hadn't followed, and the portal had closed. She stood in a completely blacked out room, missing all noise and light. She could see nothing, so just sat down on the floor, waiting for whatever was going to happen to happen.
She sat for what felt like hours, but could have been minutes, for all she knew. Suddenly, the whole oom was white. She jumped up quickly, staring around, and recognized the room. Twelve chairs were risen high off of the floor, a figure wearing an overcoat matching everyone else in the room. They all had hoods up at first, but removed them all at once, when they're chairs reached full height.
Twelve pairs of eyes, assorted colors, all stared down at her. XIII crossed her arms, glaring back at them. Especially Luxord, who waved at her cockily. She snorted in disgust, and then turned her gaze to Superior. He stared back at her. Finally, he spoke. "Would you like to join Organization XIII." He said it in such a way that the words were questioning, but it was more of a command. XIII had a feeling that if she said no, he'd probably kill her. In ordinary circumstances, she would have said no, just to see him try, but the truth was, she did want to.
"Yes, yes I would." He nodded, as if knowing her answer, which he probably had. Letters started appearing in the air before them all, and most of the Nobodies leaned forward in interest, along with XIII, to see what it said. It took a few minutes, but finally they settled. Superior gestured for her to read them. As she spoke, she felt as if she was changing.
"Number XIII, Luxije. The Endless Void." She paused, noticing something. Her eyesight was changing, getting sharper. Her skin seemed to be paling, although it was already almost white. At the edge of her vision, she could see her hair had acquired bright red streaks in the black, and she could feel it was longer than before.She stood, wondering what she looked like now, and hoping she could find a mirror to check soon. She didn't notice she had stopped reading for so long, and her head snapped up when Superior spoke again.
"Power of Nothingness. Speciatly in speed, and illusion. Weakness is fire." He nodded to himself, and she saw that Vexen was recording everything he said. "Now, weapon..." As he sat, thinking, she stared at the letters again. Luxije. Her name. She sighed, slightly annoyed. It reminded her of Luxord. Just her luck. But, still, it would do. Superior started to talk again. "Weapon, undetermined. We shall need to find that out soon. But, for now...IX, why don't you escort XIII to her new room."
Luxije walked slowly behind Demyx, trying to block out his annoying chatter. He led her through countless hallways, out along terraces, and into rooms she would probably never see again in her...Non-life. Finally, they climbed the last step of a stairway, and ahead there was a hallway, that eventually branched out into three. Demyx stopped, and pointed to the hallways on the far left. "That leads to Xigbar, Xaldin, Vexen, and Lexaeus' rooms." Now, he pointed down the middle. "That's goes to Zexion, Saix, Axel, and My room." He turned to the right. "And this goes to Luxord, Marluxia, Larxene, and your room. C'mon."
He grabbed her arm, and dragged her down the hallway. On the left, there was two doors. One had XI on it, and the other had XII. On the right, she saw X and XIII. Perfect. Just perfect. Her room was next to Luxord's. Demyx stared at the doors for a few minutes. "You know, I never got why they were arranged like this." He shrugged, and continued over to her door.
"The room is currently Undefined. It will take the shape the first person who walks into it wants, so that has to be you. Go on in." Luxije hesitated a moment, and then stepped up to the door. It slid aside for her, and she walked in. The room was pitch black, but it flashed white for a moment. Suddenly, it lit up, revealing furniture. She looked around, admiring it.
Everything was black. The walls, the ceiling, the floor, the furniture. Even the light had a black cover on it, that made the light filtering through darker. The light was a large light embedded in the ceiling, the only one in the room, other than a lamp on the desk. The desk was sat right next to the head of the Queen sized bed, so that the lamp could shed light onto that. On the desk, which was off in a far corner, there was a computer. Next to it, there was a large TV, with a PS3 plugged in. On the opposite side of the room, there was a bookshelf, along with some lounge chairs. A black iPod sat on one of the shelves of the book shelf. To the left of where they'd come in, there was a fridge and a microwave. Next to that, a dresser, and the door of a closet. The only wall left in the room was completely window, all together with a step-out balcony, and black drapes to cover it.
Luxije just kep staring, as did Demyx. "Wow," he said, looking around. "It reminds me of Zex's room." He stood there for a while longer, then turned away. "Well, I'll see you later." He started to walk away.
"Wait." She grabbed his arm. "I have some questions, and I think you can answer them. First of all, how did I become a Nobody? I don't remember getting my heart stolen. And don't tell me I'm just forgetting things. I remember everything else." He stopped, and turned around to stare at her.
"You didn't lose your heart," he said slowly. "You never had one."
Yaay, there ya go folks! I'll try and get the second chap up whenever...Reviews appreciated, but no flames, please!