Exylim collapsed on her bed. Zexion sat down next to her. "That was close," he said to her. "Yeah. You have to work on your aim," Exylim replied. "Hey!" her brother said and punched her in the arm. Crunch. Zexion and Exylim jumped as the door splintered inward. They hear footsteps leaving the door and down the hall. Exylim cautiously opened the door to find one of Saïx's claymores sticking out of the door. Zexion pushed Exylim forward so he could see. "Hehe," he snickered. Exylim glared at him. "I bet there's one in your door too." Zexion stopped laughing. A thought popped into Exylim's head. She grinned, pulled the claymore out of the door, and brought it into her room. Zexion followed. "What exactly do you plan to do to that?" he asked her. She smiled and pulled out a can of pink spray paint. "Oh god, I'm outta here," Zexion said as he portalled away.
Saïx's thoughts were interrupted by something crashing into his door. He opened it to find a hot pink claymore with pink and purple ribbons on it. "EXYLIM!!" he shouted at the top of his lungs. Xigbar listened from the ceiling. Exylim ran under him. "Dudette, what'd you do?" he asked. "You'll see soon enough," she shouted over her shoulder. Sure enough, Saïx came storming through holding a pink claymore. Xigbar snickered as Saïx glared at him.
Exylim ran down one of the many hallways that she hadn't traveled before and stopped when she saw 4 decorated doors lining the hall. At the far end, there was a door that resembled the ocean and next to it was one that had the TLTW clock tower and sitting on it was 5 figures. The doors closest to her were quite different. The one in front of her was black except two flaming chakrams that seemed to be dancing around the door creating some designs and the one to the left of it was a purplish color that looked kinda like the sky does in TLTW and it had a giant black as night cobra with some purple and red as blood streaks on its body, taking up most of the door.
Exylim watched the door and she could have sworn the snake was watching her every move. Suddenly she heard what sounded like running feet coming closer and before she knew what she was doing, she dove into the room with the cobra on the door and quickly shut the door behind her. When she turned around to face the room, her jaw dropped and her heart (if she had one ) picked up speed.
The walls and shelves were covered in a variety of weapons or books. The night stand besides the front of the bed had a book, i-pod stereo, and a lamp resting on it as well as a candle. Above the head of the bed, the shelves were covered in books and pictures. She moved away from the door and towards the door to get a better look at the pictures. Some of the pictures where of a man with a full mask, a blonde girl in a ballet outfit who looked to be about 18-20 years old. There was a picture surrounded by a bunch of dry roses. The picture was of a pretty old woman with long braided hair wearing a black shawl and carrying a cane. A couple of other photos were of young couple. The man looked to be about 20-25, was pretty handsome, and looked really happy standing besides a beautiful blonde woman who was holding a cute little baby. Next to it was a picture of the masked man and a man, in his 30's, who looked similar to the man in the other picture but he had black, curly, slightly poofy, hair with a streak of white hair. He also looked miserable but the photo that caught her eye was one of a very tall woman with long black hair that had several purple highlights streaming through it. She had lavender eyes that had a sparkle in them as she smiled. Exylim noticed that the woman/girl was dressed in a late 1800's blouse and skirt. But that wasn't what shocked her; it was that the girl was in the loving arms of her own brother, Zexion, who was also smiling slightly gayly.
Exylim moved away from the bed and photos, her mind spinning with questions about the girl and the other people in the pictures. She moved to the other side of the room where most of the weapons were. As she passed some of the cases, she noticed the knives were still dripping or caked with blood. "What kind of person lives here?' Exylim asked herself as she passed by the various blades and guns. She turned her head to face inn front and that's when she saw the most beautiful sword she had ever seen. The hilt was an ivory white with thin lavender strips winding through it. The blade was long (about the length of Sephiroth's sword but a little longer. Not much of a big difference.)and it was black as night with what appeared to be a crevice, which ran the length of the sword that was as red as blood. She was only a few inches away from it when the door opened. She spun around to see the tall girl from the photo standing silhouetted in the door way.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" the girl stormed right up in front of Exylim. "Who the hell are you? Who sent you?!" "I-i…a-a-" Exylim tried to explain but was too scared to answer correctly. She was cut off as the sword that she was just admiring was brought right up to her neck, the clod tip pressing slightly into her skin. "You're a spy aren't you?" "N-no…I-" "It doesn't matter who you work for because you'll be dead soon and they won't get the information that they wanted." The woman said as a cruel sadistic smile grew on her face. 'Oh shit, she's gonna kill me! Scream damnit! Fight! Do something!' Exylim screamed at herself. "Good bye, you filthy spy!" The woman brought the sword back and was about to slice Exylim's head off when Axel banged open the door.
"Will you please SHUT UP in here? I'm trying to read a god damn book!" he yelled but it dried out in the end as he caught sight of the scene. "Since when do you read?" Exylim asked. "What the hell is going on? Firyx, what do you think you're doing with that sword?" he asked the woman. "What the hell does it look like I'm doing? I'm going to kill this little snooping brat. Now if you'll excuse me," the girl named Firyx said, turning back to Exylim about to cut off her head again but was cut off again by a fireball hitting the back of her head. She spun around. "Why the hell did you do that Axel?" She roared at him just as Roxas and Demyx came to the door. They quickly took in the situation and as Axel and the girl Firyx argued, Roxas snuck in and grabbed Exylim's arm and dragged her out of the room where he and Demyx took her to the living room.
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" Roxas exclaimed as he and Demyx pulled Exylim away from the raising voices of Axel and the girl. "What were you thinking? Going into her room? She could have killed you!" Demyx asked. "I was running from Saïx and that was the first room I came to," Exylim tried to explain as they went down a flight of stairs. "Who the hell is she anyways?"
"Her name is Firyx and she is the most dangerous person in this castle, maybe all of the worlds," Demyx explained. "What do you mean 'the most dangerous person in this castle'? I thought that Saïx in berserker or Xemnas are the most dangerous members." "They were 'til Firyx joined but now they don't even come close to her, especially if she is in her berserker mode. Not even you and Saïx both in berserker can take her on in normal or berserker," Roxas said as they walked into the living room where Saïx was trying to get the pink out of his claymore and where Xemnas, Larxene, Luxord, Vexen, and Xigbar were playing strip poker. Xemnas was losing and Larxene was winning. She was only missing her socks where Xemnas was down to his socks and underwear. XP.
Roxas and Demyx led Exylim over to the couch and sat her down. "I don't get it. If she's so dangerous then why the hell is she here?" Demyx and Roxas looked at each other. "That's a good question," Roxas said. "Ok, Xemnas, you know what comes off." They looked over to the poker game and saw Xemnas handing Larxene a pair of heart covered undies. They laughed as Xemnas blushed.
"What's so funny?" They looked to the door to see Axel come walking in, followed by Zexion with that Firyx girl on his arm. Exylim stood up when she caught sight of her. Her lavender eyes narrowed and before Exylim could even inhale, she found herself pinned to the wall with a razor in each of her sleeves and one at her neck, the handle in the hand of the Firyx girl. If she wasn't being threatened by them, Exylim would have said the blades were cool.
"Now I'm going to kill you," Firxy's voice was low and menacing. She brought the blade up and was about to bring it down and kill Exylim where Xemnas yelled stop. Apparently everyone had just figured out what happened. Firyx turned her head towards Xemnas, the blade an inch from Exylim's neck. How many times am I going to have my life threatened? Exylim asked herself. "What is it now Mansex?" Exylim looked up at the girl with wonder in her yellowish-whitish eyes. Did she just call him 'Mansex'? She thought.
"You are not going to kill her," Xemnas said, standing up, causing everyone to blanch. "Here, put this on, will you?" Larxene said, throwing him his cloak. He blushed and put it on. "Anyway, she is the newest member and Zexion's younger sister." "What?!" "Sis, it's true. She's the newest member here now," Axel said walking forward. "WHAT?!" Exylim and Firyx exclaimed in unison. "You have a sister?!" they asked. Firyx walked over to Axel and Zexion and bonked their heads together. "When the hell were you going to tell me you had a sister?!" she asked as they rubbed their heads. "And…when the fuck was anybody going to tell me that there's a newbie in the castle?" she asked the room, her eyes flaming with hatred. Exylim took the moment to try and escape so she started to tug on her arms, trying to free the, but they wouldn't budge. Xemnas saw this and turned to Firyx.
"Release her now." Firyx walked up to Exylim and pulled the razors out of the wall with ease. Exylim fell to her knees but quickly stood up and looked up at Firyx's face, which scared the crap out of her. "If I ever catch you near my stuff again, I will kill you." She said menacingly so only she could hear. "Savvy?" Exylim only nodded. Firyx gave her one last death glare before storming through the kitchen door. An uneasy silence seemed to be so thick that one of them would need a chainsaw to cut through it.
"Meeting, NOW." Xemnas said, taking his cloths and walking through a portal. Everyone else besides Zexion, Demyx, Roxas, Axel, and Exylim left via portal as well. Exylim walked over to where they where standing and looked at her brother who was still looking to the kitchen door where muttering and cursing could be heard. "Well, we better get to the meeting room before Xemnas gets too pissy," Axel aid. The others nodded and headed toward the hallway door. "Hey Zex, you coming?" "I'll meet you there," Zexion said before going into the kitchen. "Come on Exylim, let's go," Demyx said, pulling her out of the room. "But what about Zexy?" "He'll be okay. Now come on, you've caused enough trouble today."
By the time that they had gotten to the meeting room, every other member was sitting in there own high backed chair. The members that weren't in the living room a few minutes ago were talking to each other with confused looks on their faces while the others were talking to each other horridly. A few minutes after they sat in their chairs, Zexion portalled in with a troubled look on his face.
"Ahem… most of you are probably wondering why I called a meeting. Well for those of you who don't know, our dearest 14th member Firyx has returned." The room erupted in murmured conversation. Xemnas raised his hand for silence and everyone returned their attention to him. "Now if any of you can tell me when she arrived…" he looked around at everyone, noticing that Exylim seemed a little uneasy. "Exylim? Do you have any information?" "Oh… um, I think it was about a half hour ago when she first threatened me." "First threatened you? You mean she almost killed you before the living room?" "Yes…" "Well everyone, it seems as though she is still very paranoid."
"Does that mean that we will have to keep an eye on here like we had to before she left?" Vexen asked. "I'm afraid so," Xemnas said, shaking his head. "Wait! She just got here and she walked into her room to see Exylim in there. Now how would you feel if you saw a complete stranger in your room?" Zexion exclaimed. Why the hell is he defending her? Exylim thought. "Listen Zexion-"Xemnas was interrupted by the door slamming open. Everyone looked over and saw none other that Firyx walk in, carrying a bottle of something that Exylim couldn't tell what of.
"Evening everyone. Been a while, hasn't it?... Xemnas are you planning on having me followed around like a criminal again?" she asked, stopping to stand in the middle of the circle that the chairs made. "No Firyx, of course not." "You know you can't lie to me. Now are you or are you not?" "Yes Firyx, I am." Firyx threw the bottle to the ground where it smashed and the contents pooled around her feet. "You son of a BITCH! I will not be followed around like a mongrel! My actions, my words, and anything else will not be noted and analyzed! If I find anyone following me like that I will personally castrate them!" She stormed. "Now you see that kind of attitude is exactly why you have to be followed. You could have killed one of our members for crying out loud!"
"I would have killed her because she was snooping around my room like a filthy spy! If it wasn't for Roxas, Dem, and Axel she would have no head to tell anybody what she saw." "Apparently, Firyx, you are still just as paranoid now as when you left a year ago to fight with the alliance a year ago. Now you will go and relax but first you will clean up that alcohol and broken glass."
Exylim looked up when she heard a year. She had been trying to calm her racing heart beat that the bottle made when it hit the floor. Xemnas portalled out as a signal that the meeting was over and everyone else followed his suit and portalled as well. Exylim watched as Firyx fell to her knees and pounded the floor with one fist. She wouldn't tell from her but her body looked as though it was being raked with tears.
Exylim stared in wonder as her brother walked over and kneeled besides Firyx. She watched as he took the sobbing girl in his arms and rocked back and forth saying what Exylim guessed as comforting words. Brother? Exylim called out in thought-speak to her brother. Later. But-I said later! He glared at her over Firyx's shoulder. Exylim took this as a sign to get the hell out. But when she went to get off the chair, her feet got tangled with each other and she fell smack on her face. She looked up and saw that her little stunt caused Firyx to look over and notice her.
