Chapter 3

I wandered around the room, looking at every single thing trying to come to my senses.

Where am I? I asked myself. Who are these people in the black cloaks and black boots? What do they mean by me going to the next meeting? Am I staying here… forever?

I shuddered at the thought. Its not that I didn't like this place and the people, well except for Larxene, it's just the thought of never seeing my family or friends again.

As I walked around the room, I noticed that everything was white. There were white walls, a white ceiling, and a white floor. The bed that I was laying on was also white. I was afraid to touch anything, afraid that I would smudge it or get it all dirty since my hands were still covered with mud from my little fall back in the woods.

I looked around the room for a sink when I saw a door cracked open. I walked over to it and it was a bathroom. It was also all white, but there was a pile of black clothes on the counter. There were also a pair of black boots on the floor. I figured the clothes were for me, so I changed into them. I was surprised at how well the clothes fit. I had on a black long sleeved shirt with a pair of black pants and on top, a long black robe that flared at the sleeves. Everything fit my body perfectly. I then slipped off my muddy tennis shoes and put on the boots. They also fit perfectly.

I then looked into the mirror to see how I looked, but when I looked into the mirror a girl who didn't look like me was there in the reflection. She had extremely long white hair instead of shoulder length dirty-blonde. She also had very bright light blue eyes instead of greenish-goldish.

I brought up my right arm and touched the mirror. The girl did the same. I quickly dropped my arm, so did she. I looked down at my feet and I saw white hair going all the way down to my ankles. I touched it and tugged at it a bit, and sure enough it was my hair. I looked back at the mirror and she was there again. I stared and I finally realized that the girl in the mirror was me.

I then turned and walked out the door and back into the large white room. I walked over to the bed I was laying on and laid down. I was feeling light headed and I needed to let my mind soak in all that has changed. I laid there for about five minutes when I heard a knock at the door. I quickly sat up and looked to the doorway. In it was Zexion.

"Kayla?" he asked stepping towards me.

I walked over to him. "Zexion."

He stared at me with wide eyes. "You look, different," he said looking me over.

"I know. I wanted to wash my hands, so I went into the bathroom over there." I pointed to the bathroom door. "I then saw a pile of clothes on the counter, so I just put them on."

Zexion walked around me, memorizing me from head to toe. I heard him saying stuff to himself.

"Is it okay that I'm wearing this?" I asked after a few seconds.

"Yes, you were supposed to put them on," he told me.

"Oh," I said to myself softly.

"The Organization looks good on you," he finally said once he stopped circling me.

I blushed. "Thanks."

He smiled slightly. "Xemnas would like to see you," Zexion told me.

"Who?" I asked him.

"Xemnas, he's the Organization leader.

"Okay." I started to walk towards the bathroom to grab my other clothes, but Zexion has his arm around my waist.

"You don't need to get your clothes. You'll never need them again," he told me, dragging me out the door into a long white hallway.

Never? I asked myself.

We kept walking down the hallway until we turned left down another long white hallway, but at the end of the hallway were two large wooden doors.

"Stay here and wait until the doors open for you to enter," Zexion told me once we got to the doors. "And keep your hood up."

I put up my hood and he opened up a dark portal, then disappeared.