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Xemnas cleared his throat. "Fellow members of the Organization, tonight, our newest member, Number Nineteen is joining us."

Larxene blinked. "She looks a little young."

Xemnas stared. "Number Twelve, save your comments for later. Let's all proceed with our meal."

Risox snickered. "So warm and caring, huh?"

Laxgen looked around. "I take it that it doesn't matter that no one sits according to rank. Axel and Koxra are Numbers Eight and Fifteen and they're sitting together. And you're in between me and Zexion."

Risox smiled. "Nope, during mealtimes, it doesn't matter. Kosh and Axel have pretty much sat next to each other since before I joined. Well, they've been dating since before I joined."

"I assume they believe we can still feel, then," said Laxgen. "Who are the rest?"

"Well, Roxas is the blond to Axel's right," said Risox. "Number Thirteen, the Key of Destiny. Next to him is Number Fourteen, Xion, the Key to Nobodies. Next to her is Number Three, Xaldin, the Whirlwind Lancer. Next to Vexen is Number Seven, Saix, the Lunar Diviner. Next to him is Number Eleven, Marluxia, the Graceful Assassin. Next to him is Number Twelve, Larxene, the Savage Nymph and that's it for that side of the table.

Across from Kosh is Number Sixteen, Vilx, the Psychic Image. Next to her is Number Nine, Demyx, the Melodious Nocturne. Next to him is your mentor, Number Eighteen, Raxik, the Miner. Lastly, on Zexion's other side is Number Five, Lexaeus, the Silent Hero. Also, this has nothing to do with the current topic, but I'm warning you ahead of time. Never call Xigbar 'Xiggy' if you value your life. Demyx is the only one who gets away with it."

"Not that I would call him that," said Laxgen.

Risox raised an eyebrow after looking at Laxgen's plate. "Don't you want any chicken?"

Laxgen helped herself to some corn. "I'm a vegetarian."

"Oh, well there's some fish down that way," Risox replied.

Laxgen rolled her eyes. "Fish is a meat. When I say 'vegetarian', that means 'no meat'. A true vegetarian would never eat fish."

"Finally," said Koxra. "A vegetarian who knows fish is a meat! You won't believe how annoying it is when people claim to be vegetarians and they eat fish."

Laxgen scoffed. "They're pretenders. Being a true vegetarian means not to eat or drink anything that directly or indirectly came from an animal. That means no milk, although soy milk is fine, no eggs, yogurt, cheese, I could keep going, but I won't."

Axel blinked. "What do you eat for breakfast?"

"Toast usually," Laxgen replied. "I eat certain cereals if I can put soy milk on them."

Axel's eyes widened. "Jeez, glad I'm not a vegetarian. Is that why you're so skinny?"

Laxgen shrugged. "Most likely. How are you so skinny?"

Axel chuckled. "No clue. High metabolism?"

Roxas laughed. "Lame."

Axel turned. "What was that, half-pint?"

Roxas snickered. "You heard me. You just say the first reason you think of."

Axel smirked. "Okay, you're in trouble now." He put Roxas in a headlock and gave him a noogie.

Roxas squirmed. "Get off! You're messing my hair up!"

Xemnas cleared his throat. "Eight, would you and Thirteen kindly cease being disruptive? If your desire if to act like children, you should do so on your own time. I've no wish to see it."

Axel released Roxas. "Sorry, Superior." Vexen rolled his eyes and Larxene quietly snickered. Everyone continued eating.

Vilx stared. "Koxra, what're you doing?"

Koxra didn't even look up. "Picking out the onions. And you were sick, so why are you at dinner?"

"I'm only eating rice and applesauce," Vilx replied. "Plus, I got better yesterday, so eating bland or somewhat bland food is just a precaution that I can stop tomorrow. Now, if you hate onions, why'd you put something that had them in on your plate?"

Koxra stared. "The only thing I really hate about this dish is the onions, so when I saw them, I thought I'd just pick them out. The rest of it tastes fine."

Axel squinted. "Those onions aren't even an inch long, so how can you see them, let alone taste them?"

Koxra shrugged. "I have a knack for noticing a food I hate no matter how small it is."

Zexion rolled his eyes. "Fifteen, instead of dissecting your food, you might want to try analyzing it before putting it on your plate."

Koxra glared. "I didn't see them until they were actually on my plate and I didn't feel like wasting time putting it back."

Zexion stared. "So, you'd rather waste time dissecting it, then?"

Koxra rolled her eyes. "Forget it. I'm already doing this and that's that. End of story."

Axel smirked. "Yeah, we got it memorized."

"I know it's almost time to turn in, but I wouldn't feel right showing you the ropes, so to speak, without introducing myself," said Raxik. "I'm Raxik."

"Laxgen, as you probably already know," Laxgen replied. "Also, Risox told me who everyone was at dinner."

Raxik scratched his head. "I figured someone told you, but I just thought I'd be polite."

Laxgen scoffed. "Politeness is pretty overrated. The only time I'm mildly polite is to my guardian. To everyone else, I'm on one of two settings: casual or rude. As you no doubt noticed, I'm on rude right now."

Raxik shrugged. "Well, I don't expect politeness in return. I just can't help the way I am. Are you familiar with your element at all yet?"

"It appears to be death," Laxgen replied. "So far, it's manifested itself into well, bodyguard skeletons, but if that's all it's good for, I'll be disappointed."

Laxgen woke up and saw a Shadow on her bed. "You have two seconds to move." It just stared. "Ugh, alright, get lost!" She shoved it to the floor and it disintegrated and released a heart. "What the—? All I did was touch it."

Risox bounced in. "Hey, I just saw a heart float out the window. Are you killing Heartless in here?"

Laxgen sat up. "Does personal space mean nothing to you?"

Risox grinned. "Nope, not really. So, did you kill a Heartless?"

Laxgen got up. "I wasn't even trying. It was on my bed, I shoved it off, and it disintegrated. All I did was touch it. How did it get in here anyhow?"

Risox thought. "Well, every once in a blue moon, someone'll find a Heartless in their room. As for killing it by touch, maybe that has to do with your element."

Laxgen brought a hand to her head. "And I assume dizziness has something to do with that? Plus, I did come in contact with people yesterday and I didn't kill any of them by touching them."

Risox tapped her cheek. "Maybe the dizziness means killing by touch takes a lot out of you. Maybe there's a limit to how many times you can do it before passing out. As for the rest, maybe you should go ask Vexen."

"Seventeen, if Nineteen is the one with the problem, why are you here?" asked Vexen.

"Moral support," Risox replied.

Laxgen sighed. "Even though I mentioned that I didn't need moral support. Why not make yourself useful and tell Raxik I'll be late?"

Risox laughed. "Oops. Forgot he'd be looking for you. Okay, I'm gone." She portaled away.

Vexen rolled his eyes and turned back to Laxgen. "Seventeen was correct about killing by touch draining your energy. I'd estimate that you'll be able to use it four, possibly five times a day before completely draining your energy. I advise you to only use this power in emergencies, so it would be wise to develop your fighting skills so you don't have to rely on it. As for why no one has died from being touched by you, perhaps this ability just manifested itself this morning. No matter how it happened, it would be wise not to engage in physical contact until you can control it."

"How else am I supposed to suppress it when touching someone, then?" asked Laxgen.

Vexen thought. "Dusks are disposable enough and are here to service us. Because they are easily replaced, they will be perfect to practice on."

Laxgen stood up. "Okay. So, is this the only coat I get?"

Vexen sighed. "Of course not. There may be more of your size in storage. If not, more will be made. Now, I suggest you don't keep Eighteen waiting any longer."

Raxik's eyes widened. "Vexen told you to do what?"

Laxgen stared. "Well, it makes perfect sense. It's not like Dusks have identities, so why would it matter?"

Raxik bowed his head. "It's just that my parents were either killed or turned into Dusks. If they were turned into Dusks and you go on a Dusk-killing spree, there's a chance you could wipe out that part of them. Besides, all the Dusks did used to be someone."

Laxgen rolled her eyes. "I guess I can understand that. He's way too sympathetic for someone who's not supposed to have feelings. I can practice on Heartless."

"Well, better them than the Dusks," Raxik replied. "Heartless don't really get in the Castle much, though. We'll have to go into the city."

"Okay, how do I get near enough to work on this?" Laxgen asked.

Raxik encased a Shadow in diamonds. "Well, there we go. I'll just catch one at a time and you can practice on them."

Laxgen stared. "This has to do with your element, right?"

"Yeah," Raxik replied. "It's diamonds."

Laxgen rolled her eyes. "And that's why you're called the Miner. Yeah, real cute. Let's just hope it doesn't take me too long to get the hang of it." Raxik released the Shadow and Laxgen began working to get the hang of the inconvenient side-effect her new powers had given her.

"What's wrong, Vilx?" asked Demyx.

"Well, it's four in the afternoon and Raxik isn't back," Vilx replied.

Demyx lied down on the couch. "Rax said he was just taking the new girl, Laxgen out into the city to practice her power on some Heartless. He's just fine handling the weak Heartless that run around here. With all us Nobodies along with the lesser Nobodies, there really isn't a chance for the Heartless to get to be the big, menacing kind."

Koxra sighed. "They're probably late cuz Laxgen's giving him a hard time. She is pretty mean and stubborn."

"So, she makes you look like Mother Theresa?"

Koxra glared. "Can it, Roxas."

Laxgen panted as a Shadow ran away. "I finally managed not to kill one."

"Well, fifth time's the charm, I guess," Raxik replied. "And it looked like you could fight it longer each time." Laxgen fell over and Raxik kneeled down beside her. "Are you okay?"

Laxgen gave him a glare. "What do you think?" She passed out.

Raxik examined her. "Still breathing and no sign of fading. She's just drained. Why didn't she mention that there was a limit to how many times she could do this?" He sighed and put her limp arm across his shoulders. "Guess I might as well take her home and let her rest." He opened a portal and helped her through it.

Demyx looked up when he heard a portal open. "Whoa, Rax, what happened?"

Raxik eased Laxgen onto a couch. "She drained her energy. Apparently there was a limit on how many times she could use this ability before passing out and she didn't see fit to tell me that she could only do it a certain number of times before she passed out."

Demyx sighed. "Well, it's good that her mentor didn't end up being Saix. He would've just left her there."

Raxik's eyes widened. "Why would anyone do that? Sure, I'm not happy with her not telling me about the limit, but there's no good excuse to leave her there. I better go report her progress. Be right back." He headed down the hall toward Xemnas's office. Demyx summoned his sitar and began playing.

After a while, a moan came from the other couch. "Oww. Where am I?"

Demyx stopped playing. "Back at the Castle on a couch in the Grey Area."

Laxgen sat up. "Demyx, right? How'd I get here?"

"Rax brought you back after you passed out," Demyx replied. "You probably should've told him you were in danger of passing out before it happened. He would've stopped your training for the day sooner."

Laxgen blinked. "I didn't expect him to bring me back."

Demyx laughed. "There aren't very many people who just would've let someone lay there if they passed out. Rax is a good kid. He's far from the type to leave someone there."

"I didn't expect help," said Laxgen. "To be honest, I don't think I've ever been part of a group before."

Demyx sighed. "Yeah, it's the same for most of us. A lot of us seem to have bad pasts too."

Raxik came back in. "Oh, Laxgen, you're awake. How do you feel?"

"Tired mostly," Laxgen replied. "Sort of stiff too. I know this is off-topic, but when will I be able to make one of those portal-things?"

"After I teach you how to fight and you start getting assigned missions," said Raxik. "Well, it's time for dinner."

Laxgen got into bed. "Well, Raxik certainly doesn't command authority. He doesn't act like he's any better than me, despite being ranked higher. He didn't even tell me off for leaving out that that power has a limit. He just calmly explained the dangers of not telling the whole truth about something like that. And here I thought mentors were supposed to be strict. That was just odd. For someone who's not supposed to be able to feel, he seemed concerned about my well-being. Definitely a far cry from the strict mentor. He has all the other qualities, but he seems too nice to be ordering anyone around. Alright, how about that thought process ends so I can get some sleep? I'm tired."

Laxgen panted. "How many more days do I have to stay in here and hit these dummies? I've been at it for almost two weeks!"

"Well, since you had never even heard of a naginata before, even learning the basics will take longer than two weeks," Raxik replied. "Good thing Zexion came across this book on techniques cuz I didn't know what a naginata was either."

"So, am I allowed to actually leave this world after I get good enough at using this?" asked Laxgen.

"Well, I'm making sure you can fight somewhat decent first," said Raxik. "It can get pretty dangerous, you know."

Laxgen rolled her eyes. "Back on my homeworld, I pretty much risked my life every day. All on my own too."

Raxik stared. "You won't have to worry about doing everything yourself. Sure we get solo missions from time to time, but we go in groups of twos and threes pretty often too."

Laxgen struck another dummy. "Hmm, not used to having help. It might take some getting used to."

Three reviews. Sorry about the ending. It was the best place I could think of to cut the chapter off at. I couldn't work it in, but Laxgen will be known as the Gothic Slayer.