A tear trickled down her tan cheeks. Countless times she has asked herself the same questions mentally.
Why can't I express music in my own way? Why can't I make the melody fit the words? Why does this place have to be so...uptight?
So she sat in her favorite, and safest place, playing her sad songs and occasional singing her chosen words.
"Dark and deep, without clarity. Why can't I have the freedom I so long for? What compels these kings to make true emotion seem so obsolete? I wish I knew, I wish I could, find out the mystery behind tradition."
Her voice was soft and true. Like what a mother would us to calm her child into a peaceful sleep.
"So you wish for freedom as well, my dear?"
She gasped and spun around. "Who are you? And how did you find this place?"
A man, looking to be in his early thirties replied, with a smile, "The rebellion in your voice. I heard it not to far away, this tradition strips people of their right to make music of how they wish, does it not."
She nodded slowly.
"Still hasn't changed I see...", he murmured to himself
"I-I'm Cassidy."
"Thate."
"Well, Thate, are you one of those to afraid to speak out against Lord Sayne?"
Thate chuckled. "I've only just begotten here, but, no, I am surely not. Are you?"
"No...I just never get listened to...I'm underage, and safe for now."
"So I see...I have a proposition for you."
Cassidy raised an eyebrow. "And what is this proposition?"
"A society, no...organization, is forming. To change the wrong within this culture. I lead them. I could use another member, one whom is very strong, in heart. Unlike the others." That pulled a card out of his shirt and held it out. "Organization XIII, call upon the name whenever you decide. One of us shall appear and take you to our forsaken world."
Hesitently, the musician took the card and looked at it. "It has nothing on it..."
"I know." He reply with a cruel smile. "I will be waiting for you, Cassidy."
When Cassidy looked up, the man named Thate disappeared into a portal of darkness.
"Xemnas, call forth Demyx for me, I need to have a word with him."
An annoyed look crossed Xemnas' face. He muchly so hated taking orders, especially from this man. who's name he did not even know.
Yet, he obeyed and got the nobody for him.
"You wanted to see me?"
"Ah, yes Demyx, I want you to do a mission for me..."
"Yeah, well what is it", asked the sitar wielding man.
"I want you to protect a girl for me. Her name is Cassidy, and when she so choses as to join us, then bring her here and make her feel relaxed. She is a key part of my plan now."
"Uhm, ok then."
"Now go, my dear friend."
Demyx grinned and summoned up a portal. He walked through, to the Land of Sweet Melody.