Lyssa lay on her new bed, staring at the white ceiling. Zexion had shown her to her room, only to be met up with by Demyx, Roxas and Sora. Who knew Sora could talk so much? Yeesh, did he ever stop for air? Roxas was more shy, but just as fun. They were more similar than she had expected. She found out he played the drums, just like she did! Demyx played the sitar, and Zexion played bass. Who knew?

Lyssa loved hanging out with the guys. They were so sweet and non-judgmental. And they were such gossips! She never knew guys could gossip so well. It was kinda cute and funny.

They had all left about thirty minutes ago, and Lyssa was enjoying her down time. She closed her eyes, and saw her old house. Lyssa frowned. She didn't want to go back to that life, but she did want to know how she got here, and, more importantly, why? Why was she, of all people, "chosen"? And how was she brought here? And what was that "imitation" thing? Where the hell did she come up with that? The tornado of questions whirled through her head, causing mass destruction.

Lyssa curled up into a fetal position. She was so confused. The thought of confused lead her to Axel. What was his problem? He hated her, but he'd never met her. It was like a flash back from her old life. Whatever. She didn't care.

Secretly, she did. Secretly, she wanted to fling herself into his arms and scream "Love me!" at the top of her lungs. Another member drifted into her mind. One tall, slightly stocky, with a messy blonde mullet, and piercing blue eyes.

Demyx. He was so sweet and caring. And he seemed to like her too. He had flirted with her all day, and, after everyone left, kissed her cheek. Then he blushed and fled.

Demyx, the sweet ad caring sitar player, or Axel the sexy and dangerous assassin?

Whatever. That was the least of her issues. This war was worrying her. The villains shouldn't be doing this! It was a videogame! But, then again, nothing here was like she expected. Enemies that were best friends? Old friends that were enemies? Alive characters that should be dead? This was the Kingdom Hearts world, but not the story.

She half-expected Haner, Pence and Olette to show up fighting Seifer, Rai and Vuu. Or for Sephiroth to come and battle Cloud. And where's Reno's helicopter? The sound of the copter's rotators sounded as it landed on the landing pad outside her room. Oh. There it was.

Lyssa's mind pissed her off sometimes. Loud knocking kept her from beating her head against her walls.

"Xalyss! Zexy told me to gather you for the Organization meeting now!" Rixis' voice called from outside her room. Lyssa sat up. What meeting? "Xalyss!" Rixis called again. "Coming! Hang on!" Lyssa called. She got up from her bed and ran to her closet. She pulled out her uniform and a pair of white skinny jeans and red halter. Changing out of her boxers (complimentary of Demyx) and tank top, she pulled on her clothes and sprinted to the bathroom.

More banging came on her door. "Coming! Two seconds!" she shouted. Lyssa threw on makeup and perfume. She wasn't a frilly girl; not at all, but she wanted to make a good impression. When she met some of the other members, they hadn't really seen her.

Throwing open her door, Lyssa smiled at an exasperated Rixis. She could see why Zexion loved her. She was radiant in her black cloak, and a beautiful smile was on her face. "Come on!l" she said, grabbing Lyssa's arm. The two blondes sprinted down the hall, skidding on the turns. Halting in front of a blank wall, Rixis turned to Lyssa.

"Keep your hood up until I say your title. Ok?" she said. Lyssa nodded, slightly nervous. Rixis softened. "Don't be nervous. Stare them all down. Don't show fear. Keep the mindset that you are the best." She said. Lyssa nodded again. She was the best. She was the best.

Rixis opened a Dark Portal. "Let's go, girl." She smiled, stepping into the swirling black tunnel. Lyssa stared, then stepped forward, and then she was in the Hall. Just like that.

Dazed, she looked out from under her hood. Each black-cloaked member had his or her own chair. Two empty ones stood directly behind her. The members all sat up straightor when they arrived. Except for Axel. The flame-haired man lounged in his chair, eyes burning holes in the side of Lyssa's head. Xemnas, the silver haired man with orange eyes in the tallest chair, looked intently down at her. Lyssa gulped, but remained cool and collected.

Calm, not so much. Her adrenaline was on high, her blood pumping through her veins. She flexed her black-gloved hand; she was becoming more confident by the second. Rixis cleared her throat. "Welcome, Organization 13. Today, I introduce you to a new member." She said, as if reading from a script.

She had everyone's attention now. "The young woman we welcome among our ranks is beautiful, strong, and a fierce fighter. She is Xalyss, number 16, The Radiant Darkness." Rixis finished, Taking her cue, Lyssa removed her hood. Rixis' powerful voice still carried around the gigantic room. "…ness…ness…ness…" the sound echoed. Lyssa met the eyes of each member. Nods came from Xaldin, Lexaeus, Marluxia and Vexen. A wink from Larxene and Xigbar. Saix barely acknowledge her. Demyx, Zexion, Roxas and Xion simled warmly.

Axel met her eyes with equal confidence. Dark passion burned like a fire in his eyes, and chilly determination froze like ice in hers. He looked away first. Triumphant, she locked eyes with Xemnas. Every second their eyes were locked, Lyssa knew that he was evaluating her. He nodded, smiling to himself. Lyssa almost sighed in relief.

"Xalyss!" Rixis called. She turned. Rixis was standing by the Dark Portal that would lead her to her char. Lyssa leveled her eyes, cool and confident, and walked to her new role as Xalyss, number 16, The Radiant Darkness.

xX Same XX Time Xx (Axel)

When he locked eyes with her, Axel felt like he could see into he into her thoughts. She was cool, calm, and collected on the outside, but nervous and passionate on the inside. She wanted this so badly. This was her chance. Axel just knew.

It was like he read her deepest thoughts. He knew she hated him. He just knew, If Axel were Lyssa, he would hate him too. But that's ok. It was safer. Let her fall in love with some safe, sweet guy like Demyx. Anything but having her love him like he loved her.

He was too… dangerous. Somehow, on way or another, he would hurt her. And it would kill him. To see her broken would shatter Axel. Hell, he barely knew the girl and she already meant everything to him. He had fallen, and fallen hard.

He couldn't let his angel fall.

So he pushed her away. He hurt her, pushed her, and shoved her so ir would keep her away from him. Anything. He had to protect her. Had to. It wasn't an option. Axel's eyes rested on the young girl who caused him so much pain.

Her face was intent as she listened to Xemnas describing the war. She was so beautiful it killed him.

She was his, but he could never have her. He was hers, but she would never want him.

So sad:( Chapter 7 is ridiculously short, but important;) Up soon:)

Xera