I don't know what's real anymore...
I feel so empty, so sad.
Who am I?
A pair of big, hazel green eyes flickered to the sound of someone calling her name. The eyes belonged to a teenage girl with cropped, flame red hair and a fringe sweeping over her forehead. She flicked her head every now and again when it annoyingly went in her eyes.
She frowned, thinking of the weird dream she just had whilst taking an unexpected hour snooze. The dreams were getting more and more frequent, even though she couldn't remember much from them.
The voice called her again, after she had tried to dismiss it. She sighed heavily and got up.
"Yes?" The girl asked, skidding on her feet into the room. Her uncle Cid looked up from the computer and beamed at her.
"Ah! Vicxy. There's my favorite little neice."
"I'm not sure I like that tone of voice, Cid."
"That's uncleCid to you missy!" He said in a serious voice, but he was smiling, "I need a favour," he added.
"Anything, uncleCid," Vicxy chanted sarcastically. Cid's face dropped the smile he was holding. She then suddenly felt bad. Her mood wasn't the best today.
"Sorry... I kinda woke up on the wrong side of the bed."
"Ahh it's alright," Cid told her, getting up off his seat and walking over to her. He ruffled her hair like he always did. "Look, you stay here and take care of things and I'll run a little errand. Okay? Keep a watch over things here?" The teenager nodded, giving him a small smile. Cid was always so good to her, even when she was being a pain in the butt. Unfortunately, he wasn't really her uncle. When she was a little girl, he had found her wondering around in Hollow Basition. It was one of the few memories she could remember from her childhood. On the brightside, she found Yuffie, who was actually her long lost cousin somehow. It was strange how much of a small world it was. Never the less, she was happy that she had such wonderful people around her. Cid was more of a father figure than an uncle, but she had called him uncle ever since she met him.
"That's my gal. My little red," Cid said softly, as always. Another nickname he called her sometimes. Her hair wasn't naturally red unfortunately, it was dyed. It was her favorite colour, so she thought what would be better than having red hair instead of her natural boring dark brown.
"I'm not little, jeez."
"I wish you wouldn't dye your hair," Cid said, ignoring her comment, "your hair was lovely brown," Cid lectured her, glancing over to an old framed photo of Vicxy and Yuffie when they were younger, and when she had her dark brown hair. Vicxy rolled her eyes.
"You're so rebellious, you have been ever since I found you," Cid told her. Vicxy opened her mouth to retaliate, but changed her mind. She never knew why she was so arguementative with everyone, including Cid. Underneath the front she put on, she was very grateful for everything. Cid was always there for her, no matter what.
"Love you, Cid," Vicky told him, giving him a hug. He smiled at hugged her back, then ruffled her hair again affectionately.
"I love you too, Vix," Cid replied, giving her one last smile, then headed out. As soon as he was out of sight and the door was closed, Vicky jumped into his seat and put her feet up, smiling at her surroundings.
"This is the life," she whispered to herself, closing her eyes.
"Perfect." Xemnas whispered, as a preminition like feeling arupted in his mind. His orange eyes narrowed and his mouth curled into an evil smile. It felt good to be back.
"Do you have a plan, sire?" Saix asked curiously. Xemnas, Saix and the rest of the nobodies had not long awakened from their long sleep. It had been 3 long years since Sora had defeated them, but it was only a matter of time before they had found a way to revive everyone. All it took were hearts, very strong and pure ones. Xemnas of course was the first to wake up. He clicked his fingers, and a creature appeared out of thin air. Xemnas stayed silent, waiting for Saix to respond to this gesture.
"A Heartless?" Saix asked, looking puzzled which was what Xemnas had predicted in his head.
"Not just any Heartless. Call our youngest member in, I have a simple task for him."
There was a tapping sound coming from the door. Vicxy opened her eyes and huffed in annoyance. What now? She slowly lifted herself on her feet and opened it. Her eyes trailed down to a little girl with long, shiny black hair and unusual yellow eyes.
"Yes?" Vicxy asked impatiently. Kids weren't her strong point, she always felt awkward around them.
"Where are the Restoration Committee?" The little girl asked timidly, looking up at her with big wide eyes. Vicxy's hard stare softened a bit when she heard the sound of her sweet voice, reminding her of someone she once knew.
"Well, the main dudes are out at the moment, but I'm a member... maybe I could help?" Vicxy said, bending down to the childs level. She clueless on how to talk to children, but she figured this was probably the best way.
"I saw something, staring at me where I was playing," the girl told her, making a gesture towards somewhere outside. Vicxy popped her head out and squinted to where she was pointing.
"Uhh... okay..."
"Honest! Come see, come see!" The little girl squeaked, taking Vicxy's hand and leading her towards the location. They both started to walk further and further from where they had started. It wasn't long until Vicky had stopped walking.
"Are you sure you saw something?" Vicky scouted the place. Nothing.
"Yes." The girl answered, her eyelashes fluttering.
Vicxy sighed, rubbing her forehead, "listen kid, I've got places to be...-"
"-It was a weird black creature!"
"Yeah and-hang on... what?" Vicxy stuttered, blinking at her.
"I saw it. A hooded thing."
Vicxy swallowed. "Right, okay."
"Do you believe me?" The child asked, twiddling her thumbs.
"Sure I do. I'll tell you what, I'll go back inside and you come tell me if you see anything again, alright?" Of course she believed her, she'd be foolish not to. She remembered a time when she thought she was seeing things, and it turned out to be real. All of it.
The little girl nodded, smiling.
"If I find out you were messing me about, I'll beat you up."
The girl carried on smiling, oblivious to Vicxy's threat.
"You think I'm kidding... kids huh," Vicxy muttered, turning round to head back.
"Just a sec! Err, stop!"
"Huh?" Vicxy turned to face a hooded person standing next to the little girl. "Who the heck...?"
"Good job. I underestimated you a little, but you came through," the hooded figure said to the troubled little girl. Two gloved hands lifted the hood and revealed a teenage boy with a blonde mullet. The little girl smiled up at him, then a whirl wind of black dust began to form around her. A few seconds later, she had transformed into a black creature, with claws and antenies, but still had the same bright yellow eyes.
"What?" Vicxy gasped, godsmacked at the scene, "how did...?"
"Impressive, right?"
"Who are you?" Vicxy demanded, fists clenched. She got it now. The kid tricked her to coming here... but the only part she didn't get, was why?
"Well, I'm demyx, this is Seek... and you must be Kyxell?" Demyx asked innocently.
"Huh? No, you have the wrong person." Vicxy told him, confused as ever. Something snapped when he said the name 'Kyxell,' as if she had heard it somewhere in a dream...
"That's what they all say, girlfriend. Be a good girl and come along, I haven't got all day."
"Forget it, loser. I'm not going anywhere." Vicxy hissed, giving him one last glare then turning around to leave. Demyx quickly ran in front of her.
"You can't go! My boss will be mad," Demyx whined. Vicxy raised her eyebrows, is this dude for real?
"Not my problem." Vicxy said coldy, dodging him by going under his arm.
"Drats," Demyx muttered, watching her walk away. He suddenly had a brainwave, remembering he had powers. With a click of his fingers, he watched Vicxy struggle under the clutches of his water people. It wasn't long before she was knocked out cold.
"Finally, I've done something right for once," Demyx praised, wanting to give himself a high five. He raised a gloved hand and made a dark portal. Hoisting up Vicxy's sleeping body, he slipped through the portal he had made and vanished out of sight.
