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Larxene

"... and when we are whole... we can be whole together."


Night engulfed the castle as she gazed at the heart-shaped moon from her bedroom window. She had no memory of light ever touching the outside walls; only the dark and those few twisted ribbons of color that adorned the sky during storms and blizzards. The orders she was given earlier burdened her mind as she turned her head from the moon and focused on Foudre which she kept perched on the windowsill right under the moon's glow.

She was being ordered to work in Castle Oblivion. Saix was vague with the details behind this mission. The keyblade master, Sora, must be eliminated. She understood the true goals of the Organization since the day Xemnas welcomed her to their ranks and showed her her new place among the white circle. They must complete and gain control of Kingdom Hearts. This is the only way to become truly whole. A seemingly impossible goal made possible by Sora stumbling into their well thought out trap.

Larxene's mind shifted from her new orders to her past as a person. Comfort flooded her very being as she remembered the heart that used to belong to her. She had almost fond thoughts of the shop her father owned and the summers she spent stocking the shelves. She could recall the laughter of her friends and the heat of the summer sun beaming down on them as they played in the grass. She thought of the boy down the street from their house that would make her cheeks turn pink whenever he'd ride by on his bike and smile at her. These memories created a ghost of warmness that spread through her shoulders and kept her vigilant and working harder than ever as she hoped that she could one day return to that life.

She silently picked up Foudre and felt a surge of lightening in her veins. The knives were calling to her. Their persona resonated through her fingers, telling her something. Someone was approaching. She crossed her arms and turned toward the closed door. Three long knocks echoed through her chambers.

"Do not enter." She growled at the door.

She felt his hesitance before Marluxia stepped inside her room, closing the door behind him quickly. She gazed upon his magnificence as he stood silently in her room. His pink locks rested gently on his shoulders, unlike the others who's hair would flow with the dark draft that blew through the corridors of the castle. His hair sat still and mimicked lifelessness. He was radiating a faint purple glow that reminded her of a bouquet of colored roses and huge fields of dancing wildflowers. She almost didn't notice that he wasn't carrying his scythe.

"Larxene. The time has come."

She narrowed her eyes and cast them downward. The floor seemed more inviting than his sudden appearance. She received her orders the moment she arrived from executing an enemy of the Organization. The lack of details and the ultimate goal that would make everything that much easier.

"Today I executed a man who dared oppose the Organization." She spoke proudly, a chime of arrogance ringing through her words. "Saix caught me picking dried blood from Foudre in the common. He told me I did quite a splendid job! In fact, he was eager to give me quite a reward."

Marluxia scoffed and crossed his arms, "Reward?"

Larxene looked up at him. She smirked before saying, "Oh yes! A reward! You know how when kids are good little things their parents give them ribbons or ice cream? Hell, sometimes they give the little brats ice cream so they can sit on a dangerous clock tower and brag about 'honor' and 'skill'." She dragged the last two words. Marluxia chuckled darkly at her tone.

"Well Saix decided to reward me with aiding in the execution of the Organization's best little helper. Or is he our greatest enemy? Who knows. We just need to eliminate that little brat, Sora. Remember that dumb castle they built between the roads to light and dark? Well that's where our little hero is headed. To find his long lost friends! How sad!"

Marluxia nodded and politely interrupted her, "Actually, they have escaped the realm of darkness. That is... if it is Riku and that King you're referring to. We lost track of Kairi... but I found something far more interesting. I found her nobody. A thing born of the light. A witch that calls itself Namine."

"Namine..." Larxene repeated. She'd overheard the name before. It couldn't possibly be-

"That little witch that they keep in Zexion's library. The girl who can manipulate time and memories. I plan on kidnapping her and using her for this special mission."

Larxene scoffed. She had no time for stories of witches and powers. She was sure that they could easily capture and kill Sora with the handful of members chosen for this task. Who needed a weak little girl that couldn't even color a clear picture?

"Hmph. Namine? That blonde little thing that Xemnas keeps away from us? Who cares? She'll meet her end eventually. I thought we kept her around as leverage... you know, in case Sora comes knocking and we want to keep on existing."

"We've been given the perfect opportunity." He stated. "Castle Oblivion opens the gate to us claiming this Organization. Namine simply keeps that gate open while we storm the castle and fulfill our purpose. Imagine a witch on our side. Imagine the possibilities and the power she holds."

Larxene nodded thoughtfully.

"Sora is the rightful keyblade master. We've been tasked to retrieve him. However, Vexen and I have another plan."

She was surprised to suddenly hear of Vexen wanting involvement. He was number 4. He was close to Xemnas and supposedly knew him in their past lives. Doubt flowed within her at the very thought of him thwarting their carefully thought through plans in the name of pleasing his master and past partner. She advanced toward Marluxia quickly. She couldn't risk raising her voice and being heard. The castle was vast and wide but the true powers of their seniors remained a mystery. She often felt watched. Even on her missions she would feel the cold chill of a spy lurking about and waiting for her to slip out of line.

"Marluxia. Have you forgotten?" Larxene asked him, her voice was lowered to a quick and frantic whisper, "Vexen knows the masters. The masters. Vexen shouldn't be trusted. He can't be trusted! We already took a risk by conspiring against the Organization in the first place. But trusting a senior member with our plans of mutiny? Have you lost your mind?"

Marluxia simply chuckled. She didn't understand. Marluxia spent days mapping out his exact plan to overthrow Xemnas. He was quite precise in the details of his mutiny and worked on his strategy shortly after his arrival over a year ago. He knew he couldn't do it alone so he dragged Larxene into his plans after discovering her bitterness toward the Organization. She couldn't stand the master's self given leadership role or his orders. Marluxia heard her fiery rants burst from her mouth after a failed mission or being chastised by a senior member for lack of organization and skill. Xemnas purposefully kept his past away from the others and talked them down, taking their only sense of self worth away from them. A trait she couldn't stand in a 'leader'. Heartless; that's what he called his fellow nobodies. Though she believed she couldn't truly feel, she didn't doubt the warm feeling that passed through her body whenever she'd stare at the moon and remember the summer sun.

Vexen was one who demanded respect and was widely ridiculed for his isolation and random experiments. Only the senior members of the Organization seemed to tolerate his insane demeanor. Months ago he began a particular experiment that took him weeks to complete in that little closed off laboratory kept in the depths of the castle basements. They hadn't seen him for that long and Larxene was beginning to doubt his existence until he re-appeared one day to pester her for a lightening shard. Her refusal enraged him and he began demanding her compliance. She simply told him that she'd let him have it if he let her in on his experiment, unaware of the power he truly held over her.

This led to the summon of Saix who forcibly took one from her before she received a punishment he had devised just for her. The memory of being slapped across the face several times and the threat of being consumed by dusks chilled her. She spent two nights in a white shapeless room, unaware of the passage of time. After she was let out as requested by Xemnas himself, Saix spent the rest of the evening dousing her in water and laughing as her own element electrocuted her repeatedly. All for questioning an experiment. She was under the impression that they were to work as an organization. A team devoted to one day becoming whole. Obviously there were secrets among their ranks. Secrets and what she was then sure was an ulterior motive. After coming to this conclusion she withdrew. She asked no questions and began to change up the dynamic of her missions. She'd often return and make loud comments in the commons where newer members would gather in an attempt to begin an era of questioning and revolt.

Marluxia noticed this change and decided she was the perfect partner in crime. In fact, he was the only person who noticed this change. Saix assumed his punishment had successfully put her back in her place. The other's were too concerned with their own mere existence to ever listen. Marluxia confronted her the day she practically screamed out, "Does anybody else care about the secrecy of the master's?!" in the common, annoying her fellow peers and driving them out of the room. He put his arm around her shoulders and guided her to his chamber where they began conspiring to overthrow the Organization. While she was confident that they only needed each other to successfully take out the rest and reach Kingdom Hearts themselves... he felt he needed at least one more. Particularly someone who held the past and secrets of their seniors. Vexen, though, was a terrible idea. At least he was in Larxene's eyes. The scientist worked only toward his own best interests. Surely Marluxia knew that allowing Vexen to take part in such an underdeveloped mutiny would eventually come back around to blow up in his face should they fail?

"They halted his research. Xemnas gave the orders to seal off his laboratory forever. They confiscated his experiment and sent him to train Roxas every day for almost a week now. They feel that they are closer and closer to Kingdom Hearts each day. He feels that he isn't included. He feels small. I extended my hand and offered him his place as number 2..."

Larxene stomped her foot and clenched her fists, "Traitor! I am your number 2. I AM!"

Marluxia held a single long finger to her lips. The echo of her outburst resonated through the room and once there was silence he lowered his hand and took her hand.

"You are. He's a place holder. We must eliminate him. Or, if all goes as planned, watch him eliminate himself."

He gripped her hand tightly and lowered his head so that he could touch his forehead to her's. Despite her inability to feel she couldn't ignore the cold sinister feeling that wrapped around her as he touched her.

"Right."

She couldn't think of any other answer. Marluxia was cunning. He was already planning to overthrow one of his own. Somebody on his side. She couldn't help but suddenly feel like a puppet. Who was to say that he wouldn't use her until she no longer fulfilled the purpose he wrote out for her. She was impressionable and volatile. She already half-assed a great majority of her missions. What if she messed up part of the plan? Or suffered a defeat at the hands of the almighty keyblade master? Would she then be eliminated as well? Would she lose her worth to Marluxia and fade away as he climbed the ranks to victory? He was closer to her, she felt. He was unfeeling and ruthless but he couldn't leave her alone. Almost every day he'd find a way to isolate her to tame and scheme together. Through their devious planning he would touch her and put his arms around her and whisper in her ear. It wasn't warm. There was no feeling. Just the slightest notion of infatuation and... possession. Larxene knew little about each member of the Organization, but she felt that Marluxia wouldn't cast away something he felt that he owned so easily.

She often reminded herself that she belonged to nobody. The thought of her being his second in command was appealing until she remembered the hungry way he'd stare at her from afar whenever she'd rest in the common after a mission. His eyes seemed to swallow her whole. He'd listen to the ideas that poured from her lips and build from them. This gave her confidence of her strength as a partner. This was the notion that he did value what she had to bring to the table. But the memory of those eyes burning a hole deep into her very existence made her feel trapped to him.

"I was also sent to imprison Sora at Castle Oblivion, Larxene. Vexen was assigned this task as well. Along with Axel, Zexion, and Lexaeus. You won't be going alone. I will be there with you."

Axel had expressed his wish for banishing Zexion lately. They often disagree and lately they've been arguing in the castle library about the mere existence of Roxas. Axel worked hard to keep Roxas and Namine far away from each other but Zexion had an alternative method for Roxas. He believed Roxas shouldn't exist. He believed the boy should be banished to make Sora whole again and to imprison and enslave Sora himself. This idea was not too far off from Marluxia and Larxene's initial plan. Though Axel's opposition begged the question of whether or not he's scheming as well. He's always atop the Twilight Town station clock tower eating little blue ice creams with Roxas.

She'd asked Marluxia if they were worth investigating before but he simply didn't see them as a threat. Axel, the smart mouth, and the two new 'children'. What could they possibly be planning on that tower? A new hair style for Roxas to wear so he'll look nice and stylish while he hacks away at heartless? Or a way to mess with the heads of the town's inhabitants? Though he expressed an interest in recruiting Axel, he knew they could live without. Axel's downfall was his personal conflict which showed in his many failed missions and inability to keep away from his only 'friends'. This was a weakness that Marluxia judged greatly.

"We leave in three days time. When we arrive you must meet me on the twelfth floor. There we will keep the witch, Namine. She is our little puppet. I will have her re-write Sora's memories. As he progresses through the castle in search for his dear Riku and Mickey, we will destroy who he is. He will know only his new masters. Vexen will then copy him. That copy will be imprisoned and later executed by Xigbar, who was chosen by Xemnas himself to destroy the keyblade master.

We will use the true Sora to eliminate Roxas and Xion. He will then play a part in picking off the other members one by one until only we are left. He will be our tool to take Kingdom Hearts and we will be whole..."

Marluxia then took her other hand and whispered, "... and when we are whole... we can be whole together."

Larxene shivered and gripped his hands back. She felt him smirk. He slowly let go and backed away.

"Well. How does it sound?"

Larxene stood there silently. She felt his cold presence fall away as he took a step back. The summary of his plan was brilliant but lacking. Nothing annoyed Larxene more than a mission with little details. She realized she had three days to tweak the plan before presenting it to Marluxia so that he could accept it as their finite course of action.

"You're too intelligent for your own good." she cooed as her fingers brushed against Foudre, "This pathetic little group couldn't possibly match such a great plan. I accept this plan and together we will take over this Organization."

Marluxia smiled at her. It was a warm and accepting smile that graced his lips beautifully.

"We can take the castle when they are all gone. We don't have to stop at Kingdom He-"

Marluxia interrupted her, "That is a plan we can make after Castle Oblivion! I admire your loyalty, Larxene. And as for Vexen. He agreed to make a Riku copy to lure Sora into the castle. Apparently, that was the experiment that got him barred from using his laboratory ever again. He has almost completed this copy. We will also use that copy to destroy the inhabitants of this castle. Then, his own copy will be ordered to wipe him from existence."

Larxene nodded and then pointed toward the door. She didn't appreciate being silenced and felt a sudden desperation to be left to her thoughts.

"We will speak more tomorrow, Marluxia. I need to prepare. Leave."

He looked displeased with her dismissal, but he turned and opened a dark portal. He stepped through and disappeared right before her eyes. She grumbled, wondering why he couldn't have used the portal to enter in the first place.

"What a show off." She muttered to herself as she turned to lay on her bed. She patted down the sheets before climbing on and laying still on her back. She stared up at the ceiling and lifted her fingers. Small skinny streams of lightening left her fingertips and began dancing above the bed. She rolled over on her side and closed her eyes. She could still feel Marluxia's tight grip burning around her hands. She longed to be touched once more but suppressed those feelings remembering that she belonged to no other being.

The next few days would be spent preparing for this Castle Oblivion. She was playing for two teams now. It was only a matter of time before others began to suspect her motives. She had to play her cards right or suffer the ultimate punishment from the masters of the Organization. She couldn't help but let her mind wander. Axel would be joining their mission to Castle Oblivion. She never felt threatened by his presence before but this time things were different. She recalled him being sent to halt internal plans that weren't approved by the masters in the past. A spy for the Organization and manager of internal affairs. She didn't want him to be there. She didn't want any of them to be there. She wished Marluxia was her only partner and wondered why so many were needed to capture a little boy.

Marluxia's plan was well thought out and surely destined to work. There were holes in the plan and the promise that should their betrayal come to light the Organization would be rid of them and Axel would be their executioner. They needed to go about this plan carefully and correctly or Larxene the nobody was doomed to never again exist in the minds or memories of even her darkest peers. The idea bothered her but there was the question that lingered in her heart that made her wonder if death could possibly make her whole.