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Lily sat in her father's labortory, pondering on how she came to be. Her parents had loved each other once enough to merge thier DNA to make themselves a child but before she was really 'born', her mother had left her father or the other way around. She just knew her father wanted to keep her. The teen stared at one strawberry blonde strand of hair hanging from her bangs. Her mother was either a strawberry blonde or a red head. She often wondered why they didn't conceive her the normal way until she remembered her father told her that her mother was unable to bear children. She made one of her sicles appear in her hand and made slow sweeping motions. She dropped it when her father came storming in.
"Father. I-"
"Put it away. Why you need a weapon, I'll never know."
"Is there any-"
"No." he partly yelled.
"Number IV." Xemnas said, appearing out of what seemed no where.
"Yes, Superior?" Vexen said with a bit of cool and worry to his voice.
"When will it be ready to fight?"
"Sir, I prefer she doesn't fight."
"Then why would you have created her?"
"By product of a failed experiment." Lily would have disagreed but she knew why she truly there was to be kept secret.
"Then why do you keep her?"
"Companionship... Like a pet."
"Train her. She could be useful." Xemnas said as he walked away and disappeared.
i'Useful... Hah!'/i Lily thought.
"Lily..."
"Yes, father."
"I'm sending you to another place. One where you won't have to fight."
"But I want to help you! I want to get rid of those that disrespect you! Like that bastard, Marluxia!"
"Silence!" Vexen looked away from his child. Lily stared at him oddly thinking she saw a tear trickle down his cheek. She dismissed this, thinking it was her eyes playing tricks on her, and sighed.
"Father... I will do as you wish..."
"Lily, you might never-"
"Vexen." Marluxia said walking in. Lily summoned her weapons and went to attack the pinkette but was caught in darkness and sent to another world. It looked to be a small town. She sighed and dismissed her weapon. Her father had not wanted her to fight the assassin.
"He's right. I'm no good at fighting." She said, starting to walk. She looked up at the sky and then down to a wrist watch she had bought some time ago. It was close to midnight. She didn't have the power to return to her father. She only had two weapons. Two icy pink sicles. Her mother was somehow connected with that. She went into a small building with a nonlit sign over head that read motel. She paid the manager the munny necessary to rent a room for a few days. She easily found her room and fell onto her bed after locking her door. She didn't want any intruders, any that couldn't enter using darkness anyhow.
She tried to slip into a deep slumber. Atleast her dreams will be filled with happiness. Oddly, she had feelings, unlike any other nobody. But she didn't consider herself a nobody, but a gifted human. She began pulling out childhood memories of her father and her. Walking around The City That Never Was, the only time she ever felt free. Now, her father has thrown her out into a new world. She believed not on his own free will. The strawberry blonde drifted into a warm, blissful sleep filled with memories of past years spent with her father. One, though, had another. Her mother. She just had that feeling that was her mother. This person was tall and slender. Long hair. Not much detail then that. The rest of the night was peaceful other then animals wandering in the alley next to the motel.
The teenage girl woke the next morning to the sun shining in her window. It was alway dark in The City That Never Was, so she had only seen one sunrise in her life. When her father took her to The Deep Jungle. She remembered her father waking her up early in the morning and pointing towards the west. The sun was starting to peek over the tree tops. She shook her head out of her memories and stood up, out of bed. She looked down at her clothes and sighed. She had to change them. Being spotted in Organization XIII garb might cause some trouble, knowing there might have been some here. She went out with her hood up, in hopes that when she had gotten new clothes, her face wouldn't be connected with her old ones.
Lily eventuatily found some clothes right for her. She hid her old clothes in a box and slid it under her bed. She stared at the floor for a second, half wishing to be back in that dark and damp old lab. Back with the emotionless nobodies. She lifted her head, sighed, and stood.
"Why should I miss them? Father is the only one I should miss." She nodded, half-heartedly smiling and headed out. She was going to find a secret place to up her fighting skills.