"Imbicile…. Cussing at me like I'm an ignorant child, just give me the chance to fight him. I'll show him then." I hissed in Eastern as Xaldin passed by me. He heard this and looked at me over his shoulder. I sneered at him.

"Twelve, stop instigating." I heard Lexeaus; I turned and looked at him. Giving a slight huff, I had been caught. Damn.

"Yes sir." I said. I was standing in the Grey Room, unfortunately I get up early, and I'm a quick worker, so I spend most of my days pent up inside the World that Never Was. In other words, I was already done with my mission and I was stuck in TCTNW. Which was so boring it was almost painful. I had become one of the Organization's best fighters because I had enough time to practice all day long.

I had already gotten my mission done by the time Xaldin had come in; Lexeaus had been assigned to make sure I stayed in-line around Xaldin. Xemnas didn't want me taking out one of his most powerful members. And in the case I was set off again, Lexeaus should be able to stop me. Of course, Xaldin had his own warning.

"Can you handle yourself for now?" Lexeaus asked me, uncrossing his arms from over his chest.

"Is Xaldin gone?" I asked him. Lexeaus closed his eyes and gave a hefty sigh.

"Yes, Xaldin is gone." He told me.

"Then yes, I can handle myself." I told him, Lexeaus nodded and deployed on his mission. I walked away from the Grey Room and went down to the Dark City. I always strolled around the city during the day when I didn't feel like training. I came to the Memory Skyscraper. Memories of someone were here, my head hurt every time I went there. It was worse that day. I had to hold my head it hurt so badly. I gave a small cry and running away from the tower. I leaned against a wall and slid down, sitting on the ground. That was when the rain came. I still sat there, not caring. Easterns appreciate rain. Rain brings life, but it can also bring death, given the reason.

"You'll get sick." I jumped up, conjuring one of my hook swords, only to dismiss seeing it was Xemnas. I narrowed my eyes at him. Fucking stalker…

"I won't." I told him. He tilted his head slightly. His eyes showing the slightest attention.

"Even Nobodies get sick. I would expect you to get sick. Driaxenne." He told me. I shook my head.

"I'm not your average Somebody, remember? Illness is a way to die, just like bleeding and wounds, that's why if Immortals get wounded, it heals automatically." I told him. Vexen had been performing a few experiments on me; I thought he was just taking blood, but evidently, Vexen was going to cut my arm open and see what happened. Xemnas saved my ass. I think Xemnas believed I owed him.

"So you can't contract illness?" He asked, taking a step forward. I took one back for every one took. I wanted to keep my distance.

"No, like I told Vexen, the only way an Immortal can die is if their heart is ripped out and thrown into Mt. Argos, a volcanic mountain in my home world." I told him. Xemnas' interest sparked even more.

"And you said you witnessed this?" He asked. I glared at him.

"Yes, my own two brothers. Would you like to tap into deep family secrets more? Or do you want to leave me alone?" I hissed at him, then continuing "You said even Nobodies can get sick, shouldn't you be getting back? We don't need our Superior sick, now do we?" I told him.

"You have a point. Would you at least accompany me back to the castle?" Xemnas asked.

"Why are you so interested? Hmm? If it's Immortality without a heart you're after, forget it! Immortals are immortalized on the battlefield, you heard me tell Xaldin that! And you have to be fighting for the right side." I hissed at him.

"No." He said.

"Then leave me alone." I spat at him.

"Why are you so painfully distant? You further exceed all of us. You could easily kill me and take over Organization Thirteen. If you miss your home so much, why are you here?" Xemnas asked. I glared at him.

"Without comeback at last. That means I've tapped into a nerve." Xemnas said pleased with himself. I narrowed my eyes at him. Remembering what my temper tantrums as a child could do, I could control sound. I could deafen Xemnas if I damn well pleased.

"Because, I'm here on a mission from the Immortals." I told Xemnas calmly. He raised an eyebrow.

"Really, and that is?" He asked. I smiled.

"Confidential." I told him. Xemnas approached me, gripped my hood and pulled it down.

"What?" I hissed, staring into his orange eyes.

"You look almost exactly like Thirteen." He said, pointing out the obvious. I nodded.

"Everyone has a twin. I bet even you have a twin out there somewhere." I told him, my anger subsiding slightly. Our faces were close. Close enough to kiss. I took a step back as the thought crossed my mind.

Focus on the mission. You're supposed to help Ariexan defeat Xemnas not… My thoughts wavered away. Xemnas seemed to be thinking the same thing, but he wasn't backing away from it.

"I'll walk with you back to the castle." I told him. Xemnas' eyebrows kind of ticked, then he turned and started to walk away. I followed him. He looked over his shoulder over at me.

"You sad you witnessed your brothers get killed?" Xemnas asked.

"Is this your idea of a pick up line?" I asked him, I knew the look of interest, and it was in his eyes. Xemnas stopped and turned.

"Are you this bitter in your home world?" He asked.

"No, and there is a difference between bitter and agitated and you asking me about my brothers' deaths isn't exactly a great subject to talk about. But I know where you're going. Yes, I can still contact them. Danai was allowed back in when the Immortals voted him back in against Ariel, the twisted Mother Nature of my world. Zyon isn't allowed back in because Ariel hates him and will not allow him to come back whether we vote him back in or not. Zyon is the only Immortal that doesn't listen to her. I wish I had the backbo- Why am I opening up to you?" I asked, taking a few steps away from him. He merely turned and left. I didn't follow him this time.