Wolf: Yaaaay! I'm out of Writers Block! Whooo! I dedicate this story to my new buddy Rebbecca!
Vexen: Twilitwolfcait doesn't own anything.
Wolf: Thanks, Vexen! Anyway, the first to review chooses which Organization Member I write about next.
Darkness was what had overcome Even.
It was kind of ironic in a sick sense. This is the substance that he wanted to know so much about!
This was the substance that could tell him how to cure cancer, colds, and heart disease.
Oh, how he hated the latter of those.
It had taken away his precious Rebbecca!
Rebbecca, the woman of his dreams.
Rebbecca, the only one who believed in him every step of the way.
Rebbecca, his dead fiancé.
Each time he dared remember those precious moments, his heart would clench painfully.
Even now as the Heartless circled him, his eyes filled with tears.
They had met in the marketplace.
She had dropped her basket of flowers.
And, being the gentleman he was, he helped her gather them.
She thanked him in that beautiful voice of hers.
After a long conversation about science, he asked her to go on a date with him.
And thus, a relationship was started.
He always grinned at that memory.
After three years, he asked her to marry him.
"Yes! Even! Of course!" She had cried out happily.
But tragedy struck…
Three days before the wedding Rebbecca had fallen ill.
Then, on the day that they were going to get married on, her heart finally stopped beating.
Even cried that night.
He cried like he had never had before.
That night, he changed dramatically.
He was no longer fun loving, social, and kind to all.
From that night, 'til the end, he was hateful, cold, and sad.
So as the Heartless circled him, his heart burned with sadness.
Then, he laid his shield on the ground.
The heartless tilted their head in curiosity.
"Whhhhhyyyyy?" Their hisses seemed to say.
"I lost the only thing worth existing for, so I beg you, end my worthless existence!"
He braced himself as one of them walked forwards.
Its clawed hands made scratching noises with each step.
And with each scratch, he felt relief.
'Relief?' you may think.
But imagine, living without your soul mate for three years.
It is only death that could bring Even relief in this life.
So as that one Heartless ripped his heart out, he let out a small sigh.
Th-thump….
Th-thump…
Thump…
Thum…
Saddly, this relief was short lived.
For he came back, as another…
named Vexen.
Wolf: *sniffles* cookies for reviewers!
Vexen: Review us! U know u want to! And we have cookies!