I try to modify the speech a little because even though I researched the script of COM, I didn't want to repeat exactly what they were saying. It'd be like playing the game twice XP

Some parts just has to follow the original a bit. Well... that's what happens when you write a story pretty much already written.

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She stood there waiting for the keyblade master. He sure was taking his sweet time. To pass the time, she cleaned her nails, fixed her hair, and reapplied her pink lip gloss. What was she supposed to do? Stand until her legs grew numb?

Everything Larxene was using: chairs, make-up, her vanity table, etc, all disappeared in puffs of black. She heard mumbling from the door across the room. She smirked, sweetly of course, because she had someone to play with now.

The door slowly opened and she stood in their pathway. Her finger tips sparked excitedly.

The three heroes stopped a short distance from her. They glared at her carefully, knowing full well that she was the enemy. The young keyblade master seemed somehow troubled. He looked confused. She smirked again, must have been the blonde hair.

"Are you friends with Axel?" His tall companion asked.

"The dog can speak; can you do tricks as well?" Larxene teased as she blew him off. "I hope you're enjoying your time here. These walls wash away the layers of useless memories and expose the true hidden memories in your heart." She put the back of her hand to her forehead and sighed dramatically. When she got her heart back, she decided she would become an actress.

"What are you talking about?" The boy asked.

She wanted to play more.

"You look like you're searching for someone: your girlfriend?" Larxene asked, bending down to his level.

The keyblade master blushed crimson and shook his head wildly. Hearts were so fun to toy with. "Do you want to see her?"

"She… she's here?" He asked suddenly.

Larxene smiled. "Yeah, but I'm not sure which one you're talking about exactly. If you tell me her name, I could find her for you."

The boy scrunched his eyebrows together, trying heard to remember. Anything would have been better than what he was getting, which was nothing.

"Oh, that poor girl, she'll be heartbroken once she hears that you've forgotten her!" She quickly stood up and ran through him lighting quick. She kept her back to him as he fell to the ground. That little knickknack of his was part of the plan to erase his mind of the princess.

The boy looked puzzled at the star shaped keychain. Larxene walked over to his side. He was holding the object and looking at it oddly.

"Don't tell me you can't recall? She gave this to you. How sad that you've shoved her into the closet in your heart. A memory should be remembered, not suppressed." It was time to see if Namine had eradicated the memory of that redhead. "Tell me, Sora. Who gave this to you?"

"It was… Na… Namine?" He said, stumbling across his answer.

"Sora! You remembered!" The duck yelled.

"Uh… yeah." He said, unsure of what he just remembered.

Larxene stealthily took the keychain from his hands and dangled it before everyone's eyes. Nice work, she thought, even she couldn't see what it used to look like.

"Hey! Give it back! It's mine!" The boy demanded, more like whined.

"Why would you care? You completely forgot the girl who gave it to you. You don't deserve this."

The keyblade magically appeared in the boy's hand. She'd been waiting a while to see that. "It's still mine. Now hand it over!"

"Hmph, come and get it!"

The two suddenly clashed. Larxene threw her daggers at Sora who swung them away with his keyblade. It was becoming a routine when Larxene decided it was time to do something more damaging. She called forth her element and cast thundaga at her opponent.

The keyblade, unfortunately for her, over powered her attack and she was struck. That little punk actually hit her! She growled angrily and leaped away from the dangerous hero.

"Enough of this! I can't believe you'd hit a girl! What kind of hero are you?" Larxene threw the keychain back at him, along with a few cards she was supposed to hand over for the keyblade master to continue his quest into the castle. "Go chase your damsel in distress. She's here waiting for you. It's not like she'll want to see you anymore once I tell her that you forgot her! Who's heartless now?"

"Shut up! Now tell me where she is!" The boy demanded heatedly.

"Why should I tell you? Besides, where's the fun in that? Use the cards I gave you and find her yourself. That's the least you could do. I can't give you all the answers." With that, she disappeared back into her own little black vortex, leaving the keyblade master fuming, she suspected.

Larxene opened her eyes to see that obnoxious red head waiting for her.

"I guess we both let him win."

"It seemed more like he gave you one scratch and then you ran away, like a scared little girl." Axel taunted.

"Whatever, it's not like I could have done anything more. We're not allowed to damage him."

"Excuses, excuses. What would Marluxia say?" Axel asked.

Larxene sat down on her couch and glared. "That powder-puff is too busy planting tulips to bother listening to the bull you pull out of that asshole you call a mouth."

Another presence was soon felt. "I thought whores were paid to fuck, not to bitch around."

Larxene shot up and cast the most powerful thundaga she could create at the twerp who just insulted her. When she was finished with her spell, the body she aimed at was surrounded by a ring of ash, but was physically unharmed. Axel stepped backwards.

"Vexen! Get your ass here right now!" Larxene screeched, electricity dancing between her hairs.

The efeeminate man appeared at once, looking not at all pleased as he looked icily at the teed off woman.

"What the hell is your stupid toy doing here?!" Larxene demanded, prodding his chest with her finger to emphasize her question.

"Calm down, Larxene. And, he's not a toy."

"Fine: zombie, slave, plaything, whatever." Larxene quipped as she glared down the boy who had audaciously insulted her.

Axel ruffled the boy's silver locks before he was roughly shoved away by the young teen. "Heh, he sure acts like the real thing."

"Don't compare me to that loser. He was nothing." The Riku replica retorted.

"Hmph, we won't have to. You'll become him." Marluxia informed the shocked boy.

He turned around abruptly and watched as Marluxia waltzed in with the shy Namine. He glared at the girl. He was well aware of her abilities. She was definitely a threat to him.

"Heh, Namine can take care of that rotten personality of yours." Larxene added as she smiled, still peeved at the rude boy. It was enough to deal with the keyblade master, but the replica of his best friend was more than she was willing to bother with.

"It's time to instigate Riku into our plans." Marluxia said, tapping Namine on the shoulder. She sighed and looked into Riku's eyes.

"She had better not." The boy seethed. "Don't reduce me to that nothing, that loser, that weakling."

"I'm sorry to say that you have no choice on the matter."

Larxene laughed. Revenge was sweet. "At least you'll be out of my hair from now on."

"I'll get you all for this." Riku swore as he felt his mind blanking.

"Whatever…"

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kh3? what a drag.

RPGs? getting too long.