I was shocked to see Eleven in my room. Usually it's locked, so I guess either someone picked the lock, or he warped in.

"So this is your room, rather dark." he said.

He was right. All I had was a book shelf overloaded with books from various worlds, the blinds shut to keep the light out, and my secret Moogle doll, which I tend to keep under my bed. Can't sleep without it.

"Eleven, could you perhaps leave the room for a second?" I tried to get out of bed, but the sight of the chocobo print pajamas paralyzed me. "Where did these garbs come from Eleven?" He only shrugged…not much help.

This situation was becoming too much. After I successfully lowered myself off my bed, and planted my feet firmly on the ground, I made the short distance trip to the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.

"Do you need any help?" Marly-er-Eleven asked.

The scoffing and loud crash should have given him a hint. I was mad. Mad at myself for getting in the middle of the cross-fire, mad at Eleven for asking if I needed help, and furious at Two and Ten for causing this whole situation! But now was not the time to get angry. I still had to use the bathroom and brush my teeth.

"You were out for three weeks, fading in and out of consciousness!" Eleven shouted through the bathroom door.

"Didn't I ask you to leave?" I questioned.

"Alright Zexion, I'll see you later."

When I was finished taking care of my needs, I looked over myself in the mirror. I could not believe the changes that infernal accident had caused. I was smaller than my accustomed height, and my voice had a higher pitch to it. I still question where the cloak fitted to my new size came from, but put it on none the less. I was hungry, probably due to the fact that I was unconscious for three weeks, and the lack of proper nourishment was coming back at me. So, I made my way to the dining hall. Everything seemed to be towering over me, including my best friend, Lexeaus, who was making his way towards me.

Lexeaus was a man of little words. Silent, yet strong, and highly resembling his guardian like Somebody. He hadn't noticed my presence until I opened the dining hall door for him. He looked slightly confused by the self opening door.

"Down here." I said in my childish tone. The shock on his face was priceless.

"Is this one of Vexen's experiments?" he pondered, lifting me up like a toddler.

I merely explained who I was, saving him the long story. He didn't question it further, and put me back on the floor.

Inside the dining hall, everyone was trying to stomach down Three's cooking, which had the tendency to jump out at you. The deafening loud dining hall became very silent as I made my way in. They must have heard of my incident.

"Well kiddo, you're up early. How was your sleep?" Two shouted across the hall.

"Leave the poor lad alone, he's only a child." Ten said with a hint of mockery.

I was fuming with rage, almost as in a childish tantrum. "You're dead!" I shouted. Damn it! Even my threat made them laugh until Three's food tackled their faces. I was lucky to still have my powers.

Once all their chuckling had subsided, I tried to take my cereal off its shelf, but my hand lingered towards Nine's cereal instead. Accompanied by a banana, apple juice, and a copy of Twilight Monthly, I took my appropriate seat along with the other members.

Why in all real illusions did I pick such a sugary cereal? Did the fact that it was bright and colorful attract me in a way I don't understand? "I'll look into this later." I thought to myself as I started to read the Twilight Monthly. I could not make heads or tails of what I was reading, which started to worry me. I finished off my breakfast, and decided to pay a visit to my old scientist friend. I made it to his lab in record time, due to my sugar rush, and barged into his lab.

"Ah, so glad to see you awake Six." Four said. "Did you like the pajamas Twelve bought you?"

"Wait, Twelve bought those childish things?" I asked. I was shocked. Where she usually calls me Captain Moody or Shorty, she was acting more like the big sister from hell with antennas instead of horns. "You're telling me that Lightning Bug," I paused, then continued. "did she do anything else for me?"

"Hm, yes. She carried you to your room when you collapsed." Four replied.

I wanted to question her actions further, but I needed to get back to my original topic.

"I'm starting to lose focus, and it's becoming difficult to read, and I acquired a taste for very sugary and colorful cereal and… and… now I'm tired." I managed to get that out in one breath.

"I see." he nods. "Hold on a second." He walks away to his closet, and pulls out one of his many scanners, this one an MRI for Nobodies. "I'll see you tomorrow. Oh, and Six, the Superior wants to see you."

I groaned. I really wanted to know more about what had happened to me, but denying the Superior is like asking to be hanged. As I was about to leave, Four suddenly called out to me.

"Here." he said as he handed me a soft, brown, button eyed teddy bear. I didn't understand what this what for, but I mustn't keep the Superior waiting.

Hey you guys this chapter was edited by my good friend Ruka9 she helped me a lot with this story she is my new editor hopefully read her stories they are really great.

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