It was a normal morning in the Castle That Never Was. In two neat rows at the long white breakfast table, twelve out of thirteen members were eating pancakes. Xemnas, who had been eating in his office ever since the mashed potato incident, was not present. Roxas had fallen asleep, his face down on the pristine marble surface; Axel was leaning across the table and pouring hot sauce into Xigbar's orange juice; Larxene and Marluxia were discussing Little Shop of Horrors; Demyx was trying to scarf down his pancakes and get back to practicing his sitar; Vexen, Lexaeus, and Zexion were debating whether or not to buy new locks for the lab doors; Xaldin was trying to retain his sanity by not speaking to everyone; Saïx was quietly eating his pancakes, eager to escape the noisy room.

Suddenly, a knocking sound echoed down the empty halls of the castle. Saïx twitched his ears, gulped down the last of his meal, and excused himself to see who on earth could possibly be at the door. As he walked down to the front entrance, his boots tapping on the tile floor, he heard yet another knock. Although he knew the intruder couldn't possibly hear him, he grumbled, "I'm coming, I'm coming," as he quickened his pace.

When he opened the door, he was shocked to see a young girl, rather than a lesser Nobody or a Keyblade warrior. "Miss," he began, "this is not a place for children to be. I'm not quite sure how you got here, but I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

The girl looked down at a pink slip of paper in her hands. When she looked back up at Saïx, her blue-green eyes were filled with confusion. "Isn't this the Never-Was Castle?"

"We call it 'The Castle That Never Was,' but yes, essentially. Now please leave."

She frowned at the paper, as if demanding to know why her destination was misprinted. "I'm supposed to be here," she cried indignantly. "This paper says I'm supposed to join Organization Ex-Eye-Eye-Eye, and I'm not leaving until I do what the paper says!"

At this point, Saïx was sure that the only possible option was to have Naminé erase this girl's memory. After all, she knew who they were, the location of the castle, and she obviously wasn't leaving on her own free will. Letting false emotion ooze from his voice in a diabetes-inducing manner, Saïx offered her his left hand. "Follow me, and I'll take you where you need to go."

Her eyes lit up as she happily latched onto the blue-haired man's hand. This was all quite confusing for the poor Nobody. Where had this girl come from? Why wasn't she even remotely afraid of him? And what was that paper, anyway? He pondered these questions as he led her up several staircases, up higher and higher, until they reached Naminé's tower. "Naminé, your services are needed," he called as he entered the small room. "Take care of this… thing… while I report the intruder to Xemnas."

"Who's Naminé?" the teal-eyed girl asked, tilting her head slightly.

Naminé rose, dusting eraser bits from her knee-length dress. "That would be me," she answered softly, before turning to Saïx and bowing her head. "Right away, sir."

As the black-cloaked man turned and left, the small blonde girl shut the door.

"There is an intruder in the castle," Saïx stated bluntly, "and I have no information to report on her, but I have delivered her to Naminé's tower for memory erasure."

Slowly, an office chair turned around, revealing a tanned Nobody with silver hair and a determined expression. "Zexion was just in here. He also reported a presence in the castle… something about sugar cookies… This is a most unusual case, and I feel that I should meet this girl."

Amber eyes widened in shock. "Sir, are you serious? She could be dangerous!"

The man in the chair stood up just as slowly as he had turned around. "Saïx, do you question me?"

"N-no, Xemnas," he stuttered, "I was just thinking, what if she has a Keyblade?"

Xemnas smirked and waved a hand as he said, "In that case, she could be useful."