Driaxenne, I need to talk to you." I heard Saix's voice in the doorway. I turned around from the odd heart shaped moon that all the people in the castle called Kingdom Hearts. Where I was from this entire world was a video game where mortal teenage girls swoon over the male characters and played the game. The heroine of my world was quite fond of Axel. Which made it all the more awkward because I know everyone and every world that is connected under the name of Kingdom Hearts. I couldn't tell anyone though.
This world was in severe danger. As an Immortal, I had to take care of any world along with my comrades, that didn't have any greater force protecting them. Of course they had the Dark and the Light and even more recently the Darkened Light, encased in the Keyblader of Organization XIII. A chirpy, cute little thing that was quite powerful. It would give Aurora a run for her money I'll tell you that. My brother Zyon wouldn't be happy though. As I was saying, its our job to protect this world, because it seemed that the only thing the Light did when Xemnas made a comeback was deploy the darkest of its kind, something that thought like the Dark but wasn't. The Darkened Light.
Getting back to Saix.
The Diviner led me through a Dark Corridor, quite an interesting way of traveling. Very, ominous. Coming out we came into Castle Oblivion. A new meeting place for the new Organization XIII until they can find a suitable world for me to revive. Until then they had to do with what they had.
"I need you to spy on Xemnas for me." Saix cut straight to the point after the corridor closed.
"You're not close to anyone here, so Xemnas won't suspect you working for us, Driaxenne this is very important, I feel Xemnas is holding out on me and I fear that he is becoming suspicious. All you need to do is come and go from your missions, not talk to anyone and he will take you under his wing. I know this because I have experienced this myself." Saix told me. I gave him a warning look.
"Are you sure he won't suspect me? I've been socializing." I told him.
"Yes, but you aren't close to Ariexan and her group. That's the ones Xemnas will suspect." He told me. I nodded.
"Fine, I'll do it." I told him. Saix nodded.
"I want you to deploy to your mission from here, I don't want Xemnas walking by when we come out of the Dark Corridor and seeing us together. You have a mission in Wonderland with Exeane, get to it." Saix told me. He opened his Dark Corridor to the castle and then mine to Wonderland. Because I have my heart and I'm not consumed by Darkness I can't open a Dark Corridor, unfortunately…
I came out in Wonderland and saw the small energy ball that was the Nobody, Exeane. She was already in battle, shooting arrows at a blinding rate and taking out the purebloods. She shot an arrow up and hit a shadow blob at the top of the wall. Seemed to me like she had things covered. I think Saix just tagged me on so I didn't return with him.
I watched her work, I had came about a month or two after her. But I gained my weapons quickly. She didn't serve a great purpose. But she was an omen, someone like her in my world. Small yet powerful, the iceberg blue eyes reminded me of home. Her eyes here were the color of my eyes at the Immortals world. They were signature Immortals. She didn't reign from my world though. My eyes merely changed to help me blend in better. Zyon called it the Chameleon Effect.
Exeane turned after she was done with that, she saw me and jumped a little. One would think after she spent so much time with Xigbar that she would be used to people appearing out of nowhere. Perhaps not me though. She visibly tried to avoid me at all costs. Found me eerie. I suppose I should act my appearance age not just look it. Xigbar told me that when I first joined, Ariexan had been trying to bond with me. I tried all too much to not become attached, because I was only there to do a job and then by strict ruling of the Immortals I was to leave. I had fully intended on following it as I always had for many millennia.
Exeane nervously approached me, I stood in the shadows, my arms crossed over my chest and I suppose the most visible thing about me there were my eyes. They often had the allusion of burning. They bit through the dark and stubbornly produced their own light. I do suppose I looked a bit… intimidating, especially to something so innocent and pure as Exeane.
"I-I thought I was on a solo-mission…" Exeane said nervously, her chime voice stuttering.
"Saix needed to tell me something in C.O. and he didn't want Xemnas seeing us returning together, so he sent me here." I told her. She tucked her hair behind her elfin ears. Elfin ears, a popular thing among Nobodies…
"I'll just return with you, unless you want my help." I told her. She took a small step back. I shook my head. Irony. Someone of her level of naïveté's would usually run and cower from someone like Xigbar. And trust someone like me. But with this one? It was the other way around. By Mt. Argos, I swear…. What an odd child….
"No, thanks though, but I've got it covered." Exeane said and left the Bizarre Room. I leaned against the table legs, waiting for the small Nobody to return.
Two Hours Later
As Saix had instructed I went straight to my room as I returned from my mission. I walked in and shut the door. My room was an exact replica of the one back home, black walls and purple details. The comforter on the king sized bed was black and the pillows were a calming purple. I mentally commanded the stereo to come on and blast music. I commanded sound and anything that produced it. If I wanted to silence Demyx's constant babble when he wasn't playing his sitar, I could. His sitar playing actually wasn't all that bad. It reminded me of home.
I loved being able to control sound because I can make sure my loud taste in music doesn't annoy anyone. I've seen Demyx merely plucking away at the strings of his beloved instrument set Xaldin off. There was something unsettling about that man. I didn't trust him, at all. I didn't trust Xemnas either, that was why I was so weary to Saix's plan.
My pet hawk came over to me. I held my arm out and Brazenheart landed gently. I stroked his head. He gave a hawky coo and flapped his wings recklessly. I smiled.
"Alright, fine. Let's go flying." I told him. Brazenheart leapt up to my shoulder and I walked out of the room, I put my hood up to show I didn't want to talk to anyone.
As though by script none other than Xemnas walked by. He gave me a thoughtful look and continued on. I didn't acknowledge him. I kept on walking, but Brazenheart gazed over his feathered shoulder at Xemnas. I shrugged my own and got his attention away from the Superior.
The bird was an Eastern Bird. He had a personality and could understand humans and Immortals. That's why I was entrusted with him by Zyon when he was sent to the Land of the Dead. I came out to Naught's Skyway and saw Luxord. Ariexan was mad at him, so they weren't together for hours on end. The blonde sat on the edge, clearly zoned out. I ignored him and Brazenheart leapt down to my forearm and took off from there. The great flapping of Brazenheart's wings knocked Luxord out of the depths of his mind. I didn't look at him as he jumped, but he looked up at me.
"Driaxenne, correct?" He said. I nodded. He looked to the bird in flight.
"Reminds me of my own childhood. I've been told you are a Somebody." He said. I looked at him this time, he kept a blank face as he say my eyes glowing, I looked back to Brazenheart.
"Yes." I told him, he didn't say anything else, getting that I didn't want to talk. Brazenheart stuck out against the black of the clouds.
"Hey you two, meeting in the Round Room." I heard Axel call, Luxord stood and gave me one final look before he left.
"Brazenheart, Return!" I called to him in my mother language, it's the only thing he understood when it came to orders. The bird banked and flew towards me. I held my arm out for him, he skipped it and went straight for my shoulder. I went to the Round Room. The rigged eleventh chair slid down to my level because I could not Dark Corridor my way to my high up chair. Assholes…
I took my seat and the chair slid up on close level with everyone else. The meeting began nothing important, just a regular meeting. No ground breaking news. I watched the Keyblader, Ariexan. Tall and thin, she had a type of elegance to her. Her cupid's arrow lips were turned down in a thoughtful frown. Those bright silver eyes watched the Superior talk, distrust was dominant. She had mane like black hair, a mess but beautiful nevertheless, the sun had kissed her skin, giving her a permanent tan. We could have been sisters. The only main thing that varied were our eyes. I had butterscotch eyes.
"Dismissed." Xemnas said, everyone disappeared in swirls of black. My chair descended slowly but stopped ruptly. It was then I realized that Xemnas was still in the room.
"Why is it that you hide your face, Twelve?" He asked. I looked up at him. Pure curiosity shone in his orange eyes and… something else.
"Why? Well." I looked to the side, away from him, thinking of a reason.
"I don't like talking, who talks to a person who keeps their face concealed. Its like having headphones plugged in. People usually do that when they don't want to get talked to." I told him quite honestly. He slowly blinked at me in his seemingly all knowing ways. I remember how much that Xemnas agitated Aurora, the heroine of my world. How she always growled angrily at him through the screen of the video game.
"Am I dismissed, Superior?" I asked him. He looked ahead of him, then back at me. I looked at him with an inclined eyebrow.
"You are dismissed, Driaxenne." He told me. I nodded and my chair descended once more. I slid out of the seat and walked away, giving Xemnas a final look over my shoulder. He was watching me leave with an unnerving interest that gave me an unsettling feeling. I bumped into someone.
"Watch it, you ignorant child." Xaldin. I took my hood down, anger welling in my chest, I glare up at him angrily.
"Listen to me you insignificant, pathetic mortal. I am an Immortal, I am six millennia old. I. Am. No. Child. And I am most definitely NOT IGNORANT! You idiotic fool!" I hissed at him, taking a step with every word, forcing Xaldin to step back.
"Immortals start out as mortals, and we become eternal through our performance on the battlefield. I doubt you want to see what I can do, Three. So you should be careful how you speak to people, am I clear?" I demanded dangerously.
"Twelve, back down." Xemnas said, his voice right behind me. Xemnas must have seen my temper tantrum, he grabbed my lower arm and pulled me away from Xaldin. I gave the Lancer a death glare. Brazenheart gave a low warning cry. Xaldin had a new scar because of my pet. Brazenheart had attacked him one day when he came into my room angrily. I'm not one to pull pranks, but Ariexan sucked me into it one day. I told her one prank, I had never liked Xaldin, so he was who I chose to prank. Xaldin did back off, he turned and left.
"You need to learn to control your temper." Xemnas warned. I scoffed.
"You sound like John. Always scolding me, but never there to see things I do right-" I jerked my arm from his grasp, "Good day, Superior." I told him flatly and retreated to my room. John was my second oldest brother. He was always scolding me, never awarded me. Zyon was the one who both scolded me and awarded me. Zyon was my best brother, my youngest older brother, Danai, was a close second.
In my room, I blasted Dangerous Mind. I sat angrily staring out the window of my room. The window was about my width, but tall, extremely tall, it stretched up the wall, there was an identical one on the other side of my bed. My bed faced the door, from which I heard a knock. I gave a sigh and rolled my eyes as I turned down the music.
"Do I really want to open the door?" I asked myself. Whoever it was wasn't able to hear my music when I had it blaring, I was containing the music to my room specifically. So they weren't aware that I had heard them…
"I could just dive into bed and pretend I'm asleep. It is really late." I decided on that, regardless of who it was. I dove into bed and pulled the covers over my head and allowed the stereo to switch the CDs to a soft orchestra CD and turned the volume down. I pulled the cord beside my bed and the black out curtains that surrounded my bed came down slowly and settled right as the door opened. Nosy… I couldn't see past the curtains. Whoever they were hovered for a moment and then I heard the door close. Footsteps went down the hall and disappeared.