+Prologue+

Everyone makes mistakes. It's in our blood, like a poison to which there is no antidote, just waiting to reach our hearts, to render us unable to breathe for guilt.

It's like an addiction, one that if one does not correct and make right, will get worse and worse and end up hurting him more than anyone else.
It's inevitable, and claiming that one makes no mistakes is like claiming to be able to
breathe and filter out all the pollution in the air.
I've made mistakes, like that one time in kindergarten I called my friend stupid,
or that day in highschool I cheated on a test.
But the biggest mistake I've ever made hurt me more than anyone else.

My name is Tranza. I am 21 years old, 5'9", female, amnesiac, and am from a different dimension.
I have a gene in my body passed down from generation to generation that allows me to
change dimensions and survive. Not only that, but due to the fact that my body is now two - dimensional but my strength and agility remains three - dimensional
I have extraordinary strength and agility.

I work with an organization of others like me called Void, due to the fact that when one changes dimensions, his mind becomes 'void' of memories.
We are given certain assignments by our leader, called "Major", in hopes that these assignments may trigger certain memories in us t

hat will eventually lead to more memories appearing in our minds.
Later on, we may recover everything we had forgotten and return to our origin. When we finish a certain number of assignments,

our bodys are inflicted with many deep scars

in 'V' shapes. The reason for this is that pain is supposed to recover more memories than emotional experience.

The reason for the assignments is to build up our mind

in hopes of preventing suicidal thoughts. It's a painful process, and sometimes the effects are mind-scarring, but it's worth it to have your memories back.
There was one member of Void in higher rank than the rest. His name was Xehanort, and he was power-hungry beyond anything.

He was so desperate for power he rounded up many of Void's most talented members that were still unscarred to help him obtain Kingdom Hearts all for himself. He forced a girl named Namine to erased these member's memories
and then kidnapped her. He lied to these members, telling them that they were nobodies and would help them get their hearts back with Kingdom , Organization XIII was formed.
Roxas was a very powerful pawn for Xehanort (whose name was now Xemnas) to use. If he lost Roxas, it would be very difficult to obtain Kingdom Hearts

I didn't pay much attention to this organization until the day I got a very special assignment from the Major...

Chapter 1

"Tranza."

A silhouette appearing black against the glow of the fireplace twirled around in its expensive looking chair to face the girl standing against the ornately papered wall.

"Yes Honered One.. I know what I must do." The girl's fear-twisted face became expressionless.
In her head, the girl whispered the first rule when addressing The Major.
One must never show emotions when directly addressing Her Honor.
"No, Tranza." The silhouette straightoned showing the slim body of a woman and walked toward her.
Taking the young woman's shoulders and looking into her emotionless eyes, she said,
"I have a more...special assignment for you."
"Yes, Honored One?" the young woman questioned.
Cocking her head in deep thought, Major stood up and walked towards the fireplace, tending to the fire thoughtfully.
Turning around, the firelight glinted off white teeth showing in a toothy grin.

Theme song - Beauty in walking away by mary digby

The plan was simple. Find Roxas, the boy whom the organization was trying desperately to get back.
Find him, befriend him, and bring him back - all the while earning the organization's trust.
When the time comes, pick off each of the members, all the while claiming it was Roxas who was the culprit.
It would be easy to blame him, because it was his memory that was messed with, the dissapearances would take place right after he rejoined the organization,
and everyone would be naturally nervous anyway, since he was the Keybearer's other.
It was so desperately simple. Too simple. It was obviously a test of Tranza's strength and will to take another's life.
The young woman shook her head nervously, knowing that the test was not necessary, but if the Major didn't trust her, Tranza wasn't surprised, for she was suspicious by nature, being of a sarcastic and sardonic charector. But she had proved her worth countless times, she was one of the highest ranks in her clan.
She couldn't help but think that maybe Major had something more in store for her.
A breeze blew back a lock of her dirty-gold hair and she reached up a hand clad with gray cutoff gloves to put her hair's black ends back in place.
Almost there, she thought. The train to Twilight Town couldn't go by any slower.
She tried to convince herself that her nervousness was probably just her stomach flipping because of the trainride.

"Find him yet?" a mocking voice hissed in Axel's ear.
"Of course I found him." The red-headed man whirled around to faced Saix. "He's just.. hard to convince. Mind your own business."
Axel knew there could be serious consequinces to addressing his superior in this way, but sometimes it was worth the look on his superior's face

to diss him just a little. "For that little comment, Axel, I might have you locked up for a while." The ticked Berserker sneered.
Axel grinned. "Afraid you can't, Saix. I am the only one who Roxas will listen to. And the clock is ticking." Suddenly serious, the flame-haired man turned away from the Berseker.
"How long do I have left before he finds out?"
The smirk dissapeared from Saix's face.
"An estimate, six days.
You'd better hurry, Axel. It's the 349th day."