Another night, another nightmare. With each one, more about this organization came to light. Roxas had learned names, titles, and faces of all in the organization, and also seen the fates of some of them. But why? Why did they keep coming? But what disturbed him most was that he knew was part of them. Number XIII of the organization, the Key of Destiny, Roxas.
He sat up in his bed. His dorm was a wreck, mostly because of Sora, who had turned out to be his new room-mate. This didn't ease his anxiety. After the fight he had learned Sora was a self-taught fighter. It couldn't be a coincidence that two boys that had never met were self-taught had the same fighting style. He knew that the dreams and Sora were connected. And he knew that Sora knew about a magical artifact that the organization had been seeking. The keyblade. It seemed ridiculous really. A giant magical key that could open any door? It seemed preposterous. But that was before one knew of the true extent of its power. Those who held it gained almost unlimited power. A keyblade would only choose an owner with a strong heart. Without a wielder, it would disappear from existence until another suitable heart came along. And placing an object onto the chain of the keyblade would call forth a different one. This information didn't come to him in a dream. This he just knew. Another mystery, it was too much for his mind to handle. He laid his head back on his pillow and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Twelve coated persons stood around a glowing pool of water which resonated with the image of Roxas. One stepped forward and removed his hood to reveal silver hair and a pair of amber, evil, calculating eyes.
"So, does everyone know what to do?" The red haired Axel tapped his head with his forefinger.
"I got it memorized" A young man with gray hair stepped forward.
"There is no need to review the plan. I'm perfectly confident that everyone can complete their objective." A man with his hands folded behind his back stepped forward. His dreadlocks and sideburns masking most of his face.
"You want us to go in and spark Roxas memories with force. If we release heartless and nobodies into Destiny Islands. It is probable that that will force the metaphorical dam in his mind to burst and bring forth his old memories." Xemnas nodded his head.
"Yes, however, I have made a small revision to the plan. We will show ourselves to him. That way, his memories may not be forced upon him. And I have still not told you the true extent and goal of my plan" Xemnas smiled. "The Keyblades only choose the most powerful hearts. The particular one Sora has is the most powerful of them all. With his heart, along with Riku's, we can quickly rebuild Kingdom Hearts. And with it we will finally be able to craft hearts for ourselves, and finally be able to truly exist once more." A man with a blonde mullet stepped forward.
"I remember the joy of writing and playing music. What I would give to feel it again" A man with an eye patch, many scars, and a dark gray ponytail laughed.
"Hey, Larxene, maybe you can have some empathy or remorse once you get your feelings back." The woman's cold eyes were as sharp as the daggers she held between her fingers.
"Shut your mouth Xigbar. At least I'm not some air headed surfer who allowed his self to be tortured before losing his heart in that war." Xigbar scowled and summoned his gun to his hand and kept it pointed at her.
"I remember what anger feels like, and if I didn't know better, I'd say I'm feeling quite a bit right now. So bite your tongue, bullets travel faster than thrown knives." A pink haired man stepped toward the two.
"I've heard enough out of you two, stay silent or I'll make sure you suffer." Xemnas scowled.
"I am the leader here Marluxia, not you. I heard about what you tried to do in Castle Oblivion, and I'm not letting that go unpunished. Now this meeting is adjourned. You will be notified when it is time for you to carry out your part, dismissed."
Roxas yawned. The sleepless nights were catching up to him. He had to struggle to keep his head up. He was in art now, and not being very artistic, he didn't like it one bit. It was a requirement, however, so he had no choice. The only reason he looked forward to this class was to see Namine's always cheerful face. And she loved art, and was particularly skilled. They sat together in class and she had let Roxas see her sketchpad. He was amazed when he observed its contents. According to her, the pictures were all drawn from memory. That amazed him even more. The amount of detail in them was too precise to be from memory. At least he believed so. Though she seemed shy when they had first met, she was now very talkative. She was very friendly and had a large heart. She loved animals, and used to volunteer at an old folks home were she used to live. She didn't talk much about family. Roxas asked her once and she made a quick comment before she changed the subject. He thought that there may be something wrong at home. It would explain why she chose to come to a boarding school. He brushed the thoughts aside. He really liked Namine, and the thought of someone hurting her made him furious.
"Roxas?" He jumped. Namine had been trying to get his attention. He had been too entranced to realize. "The bell rang, its time to leave." He turned toward the clock. She was right.
"Sorry, I haven't been sleeping well lately." Namine giggled.
"You seem to sleep well enough in here." He blushed. She just smiled. "Hey, can you come with me to my locker really quick? We usually walk to lunch together anyway, and it's on the way."
"Sure, I don't mind." Her smile grew larger and she walked out the door, Roxas following at her side. Roxas had missed out on going to the beach the night before. He had to get his room number and then meet the movers at his house to show them where to move his belongings that he wished to take with him. By the time he was done, it was already dark. He really wished he could have gone. When Sora came in to the dorm he threw his stuff down and made a real mess of the place. At first he seemed irritated with Roxas for blowing them off, but when Roxas explained the situation, Sora lightened up. He said that he, Kairi, and Riku would be going there again today. Namine had been invited as well. That sealed the deal for Roxas.
Suddenly an unexpected pain brought Roxas to his knees. His head felt as if it was being drilled into. Namine dropped her books and knelt down next to him.
"Roxas! Roxas! What's wrong?" She cried. Roxas clutched his head, in a futile attempt to block out the pain.
"M-my head, it hurts. Make it stop." He lurched forward and fell on the ground. He let out a roar of pain and passed out. The last thing he saw were Namine's beautiful cerulean eyes.
Roxas was falling. It felt like he was falling through water, sinking like a stone head first into darkness, going deeper and deeper, getting darker and darker. There seemed to be no bottom to the abyss. And then he began to slow. He opened his eyes. The gigantic building seemed to pierce through the black clouds in the sky and stretch on toward the heavens.
"The Memory Skyscraper." Roxas shot up and turned on the voice behind him. Twelve figures in jet black coats stood before him.
"Hello Roxas." The man that stood ahead of them all was the one that addressed him. Roxas looked at him with venom in his eyes.
"You're the ones from the dreams. Who are you? Why do I keep having these visons?" The cloaked ones just there like sentinals. Their leader stepped forward, grasped his hood and pulled it back. As soon as Roxas saw the mans face, knowledge of his identity assaulted his mind.
"The Superior, Number I, Xemnas." Roxas said. "Leader of Organization XIII" Xemnas smiled. "And I know the rest of you too. But shouldn't you be dead? You all were defeated at some point in time. Not one of you should still be here."
"The powers our hearts possessed when we were one transferred to the 'existence' we now live. I was able to find my way out of that realm of nothingness with the members of my organization in hand. And now I shall finish what I began.I will rebuild Kingdom Hearts. And you are going to help me do it."
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