There wasn't much activity in The World That Never Was, but that's how things typically were. It was just a dark and dreary place. But something felt different enough to cause the Luna Diviner to leave the Castle. Something was off and he was going to figure out what.

And he was quick to do so when he came across someone who didn't belong.

"Who are you?" he questioned the young girl.

"I could ask you the same thing," she replied defencively.

"Don't act tough. There's no need to. Just tell me who you are."

"Not until you tell who you are. And where I am."

"I'm afraid I can't do that."

"Then I can't tell you anything either."

"I have ways of making you tell."

Her face darkened. "What the hell is that supposed to mean?"

"Are you sure you want to find that out?"

"I have a feeling you're looking forward to showing me anyway."

He took a step closer to her. "Have it your way, then."

She moved back. "Stay away from me."

"Oh, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into," he warned her as he continued moving closer.

"I'll get myself out just as easily," she stated.

"We'll see about that."

With that, he summoned his rather large Claymore out of nowhere. The girl, taken aback, fell to the ground. She still went on moving away from the man, though. And she was trying not to show any fear.

"There's no point in trying to escape because you won't be able to."

"We'll see about that," she repeated his words. She then jumped back to her feet and began to run.

"If it's a chase you want, it's a chase you'll get," he thought aloud. He vanished into the darkness for a split moment and reappeared before the girl. "I'm not one for games," he told her.

Her light green eyes were wide now. "How did you—?"

"That's not important," he cut her off. "Stop resisting and just come with me."

"I would, but I was taught to stay away from strange men," she said back.

"If you're trying to be amusing, it's not working." He then pointed his Claymore directly at her. "I'll only say it one more time."

She continued moving away from him. And when she turned to run again, she found herself trapped for she had nowhere else to run; the ground was gone. Yet there was a giant castle floating above the gaping hole.

"I must be dreaming," she declared. She turned back to the man to see that he was just about ready to attack. He struck at her and she dove out of the way. "Fine!" she screamed into the hard ground. "I'll go with you," she finally gave in.

"I knew you'd eventually see it my way," he replied. His Claymore vanished. "Get up."

She returned to her feet and he grabbed a hold of her arm. Then a pool of darkness formed around them. She gasped for breath, unsure of what was about to happen. And the next thing she knew, she was in a white room, surrounded by a circle of extremely tall chairs.

"What is this place?" she wondered.

"Not so tough anymore," he responded.

"And you think you are?"

"Excuse me?"

"Please, you attacked a defenceless eighteen-year-old girl," she stated. "There's nothing intimidating about that."

"What is going on here?" another deep male voice suddenly asked.

She looked up to see that a man with white hair had appeared in one of the chairs before her and the blue-haired man.

"My Lord, this girl is an intruder," the Luna Diviner stated.

"An intruder?" the Superior of the In-Between repeated. "What's her threat?"

"She imposes no threat."

"Then she's not an intruder; she's just a nuisance."

"Hey!" she exclaimed offencively.

"How would you like me to deal with her?" the Luna Diviner checked.

"Off her," the Superior of the In-Between answered simply.

Her eyes widened. "Wait!" she yelled, interrupting them again. "Isn't killing me a bit drastic? I mean, is it really necessary?"

"Why wouldn't it be? You've come into our world and now you've seen too much of it."

"But I'm not a threat! So it's not like I can do anything, right? And I don't even know how I get myself here. So I wouldn't be able to find my way back if you were to take me home."

"Do you really think we're that stupid?"

"No, I think I'm that stupid."

He contemplated this for a moment. "Who are you?"

She figured now that she might as well cooperate. "My name is Trinity Averhart," she informed them both.

"I am Lord Xemnas," he introduced himself in response. "And this is Saïx. He is second in command."

"Second in command of what?" she asked, though she had been afraid to.

"Organisation XIII," Saïx answered.

"What's that?"

"You'll learn soon enough," Xemnas declared. "Plus, being our new prisoner, you'll have plenty of time to learn all you want to know."

"Prisoner?" Trinity repeated. "You can't be serious?"

"What else are we to do with you?"

"I'm sure the option to off you still stands," Saïx pointed out.

"Being your prisoner sounds wonderful," she instantly replied.

"I figured you'd come around," Xemnas said. "VII, bring her to her cell. She'll need time to get comfortable. I'll let the others know about the situation." And with that, he disappeared from the chair.

Saïx grabbed hold of Trinity's elbow again and the pool of darkness surrounded them once more. When it was gone again, they were in an entirely new area.

"What is that thing?" she wondered.

"I'm not sure what you're referring to."

"That thing you do to take us from place to place."

"It's called a dark corridor; it's our mode of transportation."

"I got that part." She paused. "And who are the others? Or how many others are there?"

"The Organisation consists of thirteen members."

"Only thirteen of you live in this huge castle."

"Enough," he responded. "Here." He opened a cell. "This is where you'll spend your nights."

"My nights? Does that mean I'll be able to freely roam during the day?"

"No more questions," he reiterated. She stepped into the cell without another word and he closed it behind her. "Someone will be here in the morning with more information for you."

"More information on—?" she began, but stopped herself when she saw his face. "Never mind," she said instead. "I'll find out tomorrow."

"You're a faster learner than I would have expected," he admitted. And just like that, he was gone. He returned to the circle room, except this time he appeared in his chair. And this time, the other members of the Organisation filled their seats as well. "She's secured," he stated.

"Very good," Xemnas said.

"So what exactly is going on?" Zexion then questioned.

"It seems like we have a new prisoner," Xaldin confirmed.

"How did she even get here?" Lexaeus wondered.

"She claims she doesn't know," Saïx answered.

"As if!" Xigbar exclaimed. "She's gotta be lying."

"What are we even keeping her for?" Larxene then asked. "It's not like she'll be useful to us."

"But she could be," Xemnas disagreed.

"How so?" Vexen wondered curiously.

"Maybe she could be our…connection."

"To what?" Demyx asked.

"To the outside worlds," Axel answered for the superior. "Got it memorised?"

"Perhaps," Marluxia began. "I'm sure we'll be able to figure out a purpose for her either way."

"This sounds like it could be a well-played game," Luxord assumed. "If thought up the right way."

"I'll focus on her purpose," Xemnas declared. "As will Saïx, and even Zexion," he added.

"Of course, my Lord," Saïx accepted. Zexion only nodded.

"This can't be a good idea," Axel thought aloud. "Who's gonna keep an eye on her so she doesn't go where she doesn't belong?"

"All of you will," Xemnas answered. "She'll spend nights in the cell, but won't be required to spend days in it."

"Why not?" Xaldin wondered.

"I'm interested to see how she utilises her surroundings and how she'll act around us all."

"This doesn't seem very clever," Vexen thought aloud.

"Do you not trust his intentions?" Saïx accused.

"No worries, VII," Xemnas cut back in. "IX just needs time to see how well this will work out."

"And if it doesn't work out?" Larxene questioned.

"That's when we'll off her," he decided.

"Wait," Roxas suddenly spoke up after having just been sitting and listening the entire time, "so…is she not one of us?"

"No, she's not like us," Zexion confirmed. "She has a heart."

"And apparently we need that," Lexaeus commented.

"Well, that is our ultimate goal after all," Xigbar pointed out.

"That's true," Demyx agreed.

"Don't worry about it, Roxas," Axel interrupted.

"Yes, don't worry, XIII," Xemnas stated in agreement. "As of right now, she's none of your concern."

The small blonde nodded. "All right."

"Now what?" Luxord asked.

"Now this meeting is over," Xemnas declared. "Dismissed."

Everyone disappeared aside for Xemnas, Saïx, and Xigbar.

"You really believe she could be useful to us?" Xigbar questioned.

"I believe we could find something she could do for us," Xemnas admitted.

"And if she doesn't cooperate?"

"She will," Saïx assured him. "She has an idea of what we're capable of, so she will."

"But if she doesn't?" he repeated.

"We'll deal with that when the time comes," Xemnas answered. "For now, we get to know her and she gets to know the Organisation. We figure out what she is capable of and we make her trust us. Then we find a way to use her to our own advantage."