Finger On The Trigger
Chapter two! Yaaaay. Anyway, it's really early in the morning and I figured I should do something with myself for once. Anyway, enjoy!
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II. Decoration
"Excellent job, II. I expect to see more from you in the future."
"Yeah, sure." Xigbar wasn't exactly the most respectful of the Organization's members. He wasn't expected to be either; at the position of number two, there wasn't much he had to respect. Xemnas was the only one he was supposed to respect, but that was lacking as well.
Said leader dismissed the Freeshooter, and out Xigbar went, examining another little trophy. He'd always been interested in taking something that belonged to a victim. No, he wasn't deployed to take down Heartless, Xigbar was reserved for the people who needed to vanish. It was a simple task, sniping them down that is. Today's little trinket was a playing card, taken from a man in Wonderland he'd been ordered to snipe down. What had he done to deserve getting shot? Well, Xemnas never told Xigbar that. Nope, he just did what he was told, no questions asked.
It was barely a month later when number X showed up. There was something oddly familiar about him, Xigbar came to realize. The fact that his little playing card trinket had disappeared never even came to mind. Not even X's card tricks tipped him off. The man's aversion to guns didn't seem to faze the sharpshooter either.
After all, he hadn't been killed by Heartless, how could he possibly be the same man? He wasn't, that's what it was.
Or maybe he was fooling himself.