PSA:
This fic is meant to be read with Winter Cabin Conundrum.
THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 4, SO IF YOU HAVE NOT READ UP TO THERE, DO NOT READ THIS CHAPTER.
Axel: You think anyone will listen?
Mars: Odds are, they'll see it and turn away.
Tidus: So why don't you update Conundrum letting the followers know this exists?
Mars: Because Fridays are Fridays Tidus.
Axel: So what's with the title of the chapter?
Mars: Well it's formatted like so: Part of Conundrum - The person who's death I'm explaining.
Axel: Right, so we're gonna see how Xehanort died the first time.
Mars: The PoV for this chapter is from the murderer, don't know who that is? Finish Chapter 4.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts...at all...except for copies of the games.
Winter Cabin Elucidation
Part I – Xehanort
Vanitas opened the door to Xehanort's room and let me in. In hindsight, I should've found it weird that he didn't follow me in the room, that he just let me in and closed the door behind me. Xehanort was standing right in front of me, expecting me to show up.
"You wanted to see me Braig?" He asked.
Yeah, I wanted to see you, you old coot.
"I was just wondering what you had in mind for Sora," I said nonchalantly, hiding my contempt for the old man.
"I need him," he replied.
For what? For more experiments? You wanna ruin his life just like you almost did for Roxas? What you've probably already done to Xion?
"You could be a little more specific than that," I baited, trying to get more information out of him.
"If you must know, I've managed to make progress on my replica program. I need a subject to sample and make a connection to, in order complete my current ones," he explained. "I'm not sure if he'll survive."
"What if he does?"
I expected more talking, but all the old man did was laugh, "He probably won't. But we all have to make sacrifices in order to make progress."
I got mad. There was no way I was about to let this geezer outright kill one of my students, especially one with as much promise as Sora had. There was a knife on the end table right next to the door. I didn't think, I took it and jammed it right in the old man's chest. Instead of groaning in pain, he just laughed, and I twisted the knife, anything to shut him up.
When he finally stopped laughing, I pushed him on the floor and I felt the weight of what I just did. To be honest, I wasn't too fussed. Sure, I just committed murder and I'd probably go to jail for this, but this is Xehanort we're talking about. He deserved to die, I did the world a favor. But for now, I had to get the blame off me. I looked at my clothes and by some stroke of luck, I didn't get any of the old man's blood on me. I looked at the knife, I had to get rid of it.
I opened the door to the room, made sure no one else was in the hallway and left. I had to pick a room to dispose the knife in. There was a music room on this floor, no one would be interested in going in here, so I tossed the knife in there. I looked at my watch, it was almost time for another workshop, I had to be there to set up. I went down to the workshop room, it was empty so I decided to set up a little early, with Xehanort being the furthest thing from my mind.
Mars: Okay, you get all that?
Axel: No...I'm more confused than ever, what the hell is replica program?
Mars: I might just let the readers use their imagination on that.
Axel: So what's next? More Xehanort deaths?
Tidus: Or we might see how Ienzo dies.
Mars: Not until the current part in Conundrum ends.
