I stood there, leaning against the wall, as I watched Lexaeus explain to her what her training would be for the day:

"Today, you'll be fighting against someone in the Organization." Number V announced solemnly, in monotone. I rolled my eyes. At some point or another, that man would have to show some hint of fake emotion. All Nobodies do. Even the crazy ones, like Saix. The look on the girl's face reflected surprise.

"Really?" she replied, the disbelief apparent in her voice. I couldn't help but chuckle a bit; it was so entertaining to see the girl frightened.

"Yes." Lexaeus replied, crossing his arms.

"Is it you I'm fighting against?" She asked, trying her hardest to hide her fear. But her face clearly gave her away. Number V chuckled lightly and smiled a quarter smile.

"No, it's not me." I watched as the girl breathed out in relief. He then beckoned behind her, and over towards me. "He's the one you will be fighting." With a smirk, I walked towards the two in the middle of the training area. Xedramon turned around, and smiled at me.

"Oh, Marluxia, is it?"

I nodded.

"You catch on rather quick." She smiled wider.

On the inside, I scoffed.

I absolutely hated that smile.

I didn't like the Organization in general. What I wanted from it was power, complete power. But all these sissy Nobodies wanted back was their stupid Hearts. Bah, I could've cared less for my Heart. I was stronger without it. I didn't spend time creating hardly real relationships with all these fools. Nobodies can't have bonds with others. It was unreal, not possible. I had no 'friends' here, and I got along with hardly anyone. But I was fine with that.

But seeing the girl smile, as if to offer some sort of friendly gesture towards me, made me angry, or as angry as a Nothing could get.

But nevertheless, I smiled back.

"Well then, let's begin, shall we?" I proposed. She nodded back, and summoned her Keyblade with a little difficulty. I stepped back, and summoned my scythe in a flash of dark light, pale red rose petals swirling around and vanishing into thin air.

Graceful. Beautiful.

Deadly.

"Woah…" she breathed, gazing at my weapon that I held so easily. "That's awesome!" I smirked.

"Prepare yourselves." Lexaeus warned, stepping out of our way. I got into my personal fighting stance, and she raised her weapon into, what I suspected, to be her own fighting stance.

Silence.

"GO!"

I charged towards her and swung, but the girl jumped backwards and landed, perfectly on-balance. I swung again, carefully maneuvering my weapon with ease, but the girl dodged again.

"Xedramon!" Lexaeus barked. "Quit dodging and attack!" With a nervous gulp, Xedramon charged towards me with insane speed and swung at my torso. I brought my weapon up just in time to block her attack. After blocking, I raised my scythe and swung at her. She tried to dodge, but the upper handle of my weapon whacked her in her side, and sent her tumbling across the room.

Lucky her.

She quickly rose to her feet and charged at me, swinging with full force. I jumped, but at the last minute she stopped her hit, swung around, and hooked her Keyblade around my ankle. Then, using strength I had no idea she had, she spun around, my ankle still hooked onto her Keyblade, spinning me with her. She then stopped suddenly, sending my flying and crashing into the opposite wall with so much force that there was a dent where I struck the wall.

"Good!" Lexaeus complimented. "Keep going!!"

As she was catching her breath, I used my newly found chance to land a hit on her: I summoned a large gust of petals, and aimed them towards her direction. Not expecting this, the large gale knocked the Keyblade out of her hands, leaving her defenseless.

Perfect.

She started to run to retrieve her weapon, but I acted quicker. I speed over to her and slashed at her with my scythe. In a feeble attempt to defend herself, she raised up her hands to stop my attack.

SLASH!

"Ow!" She yelped, jumping back, clutching her left hand. I stopped for a moment, surprised by her sudden shout. Breathing hard, she glanced down at her injured hand.

From where I was, I could only see a thin red line; a shallowly embedded cut.

"Keep fighting, Xedramon!" Lexaeus shouted, seemingly becoming annoyed with her.

But she only stood there, staring down at her hand, as crimson blood began to slowly seep out.

Her breath began to come out in sharp, shaky spurts, and her arms began to quiver.

"NUMBER XIII!!!" Lexaeus shouted angrily. "YOU ARE TO KEEP FIGHTING!!!"

I stood there, in puzzlement, watching as Xedramon's eyes grew wide with fear. I was about to ask her what was up (not like I cared, just morbid curiosity) when she did something neither of us thought she'd do.

She ran.

Both of us watched in utmost surprise as Number XIII took off, running out of the training area.

"NUMBER XIII!" Lexaeus called after her, but it was too late.

She was long gone.

Letting my weapon dissipate from my hand, I summoned a dark portal.

Curiosity may've killed the cat…

But satisfaction brought it back…

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Huff…

Huff…

I kept running as fast as I could towards my room. Luckily, no one else was around, or they'd probably stop me and ask for an explanation.

And I didn't have time for that.

At last I reached my room and, using my good hand, opened the door, ran inside, and slammed it shut. I took a second or two to catch my breath.

Lexaeus was SO going to me mad at me…

But this was WAY more important.

I frantically began looking around my room, never letting my eyes rest on one sport for more than a second. Recently, Demyx had helped me arrange my room, but now I couldn't remember where I hid it. I looked down at my hand and almost fainted.

The bleeding had increased rapidly.

I grabbed a small towel nearby and wrapped my hand in it, mentally cursing my parents out with much ferocity. Using my good hand, I quickly began rummaging through every draw, box, and space I had where I stored things.

KNOCK, KNOCK!!

"Oh no…" I moaned, still searching. I did NOT need someone coming in here right now…

"What's going on in there?!" I could identify the voice as Marluxia's.

"Nothing!" I lied, as my hand brushed against a small bottle-like object. I pulled it up and looked at it.

"Here it is!!!" I whispered excitedly.

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The girl was lying. I knew something was up.

I banged on the door again.

"Lexaeus' head is about to explode. THAT'S how angry he is right now." I said, exaggerating a bit. The man did seem annoyed, but not to the point of his head exploding. Too bad, though. THAT would've been a sight to see!

"GO AWAY!" she shouted, obviously angry. I shrugged.

"Whatever." I waved her off, and walked away.

I don't know what was going on. Neither did I truly care.

But one thing was for sure:

The girl is weird.

And I don't like that.