I don't own KH

November 23rd 1941

"What are you saying?" Luxord asked curiously. Demyx frowned.

"I don't know what I'm saying Luxord. I need you to go back to where Zexion and Braig live and help them. Help them Luxord." Demyx whimpered and Luxord smiled.

"Don't worry, I'm sure Marluxia has them hidden somewhere." Luxord promised and Demyx looked down.

"I don't know. You didn't feel that. Just randomly you felt... Empty?" Demyx asked and Luxord nodded.

"Yes but I've been like that for 8 years." Luxord said and Demyx glared.

"Something happened to them. I just know it." Demyx answered and Luxord sighed.

"I know Demyx... I can't be positive anymore. I know something happened. It's tearing me apart that I can't see Zexion. I miss him so much." Luxord said and Demyx nodded.

"He misses you too Luxord." Demyx said and turned his head. "I'd know."

"I'll do my best to find them Demyx. Don't worry. I'll get Zexion and Braig. You just sit tight." Luxord said and Demyx sighed as he looked at his house. Faith, his mom. Was anything but nice. She was so cold all the time and made Demyx feel funny.

"Can I go too?" Demyx asked and Luxord shook his head.

"Sorry kiddo." Luxord said sadly. "I'd somehow screw everything up."

"Oh... Well... The second you find them.. Bring them to me please." Demyx said and Luxord nodded.

"Alright." Luxord agreed and set off.

Zexion was sitting on the floor. They took everything he had. Thankfully he never took the ring from Luxord's room. He would go to Luxord's house just to see it occasionally.

Right now he was in white and blue striped pajamas. He was sitting next to Roxas and Braig. They were fenced in. Not fun. Roxas was leaning on Zexion's shoulder and Braig was sitting there with his leg shaking. One of the Nazi's walked over and looked at Braig. The Nazi was 38?

"Gruppenführer Braig?" He asked and Braig looked up and grinned.

"Oh no way." Braig said and the Nazi walked over.

"So you do remember me?" He asked and Braig laughed.

"Of coarse I do Lexaeus. You were under my wing in WWI." Braig said with a smile.

"Why are you here? You were one of the highest positions." Lexaeus said and Braig shrugged.

"Well... My son is more important." Braig said and Lexaeus looked at Zexion.

"I see."

"Zexion Ienzo." Xemnas said walking over to him. "Your being taken."

"What?" Braig asked wide-eyed.

"Yes, one of my Scientists remembers him quite distinctly and would love it if he could do a few experiments." Xemnas said and grabbed Zexion. "Let's go."

Braig gulped and Roxas stood up to see Zexion stare back at him.

"Thank you Superior. I'm very grateful." Vexen said smirking and eyed Zexion. Why didn't he think of that sooner? Vexen had seen him protect Luxord.

"Yes, tell me what you found." Xemnas said and left the room. Vexen looked at Zexion and grabbed a clipboard.

"Come. I must learn about you." He said and put Zexion on a scale. "142 pounds... 5'4." Vexen said and smirked as he snapped his fingers and a younger scientist ran over. "Find out the capacity of the electrical volts I could put in him without frying him." Vexen said and he nodded and Zexion's eyes went wide. "Now, when do you get visions?" Vexen asked and Zexion looked down. "You will answer me."

"... When I sleep." Zexion whispered and Vexen chuckled.

"Good boy. What do these visions consist of?" Vexen asked and Zexion sighed.

"Everything. Although there's certain people I can't see in my visions and I don't know what day my visions are being taken place. Sometimes I only get audio or video. There's never a surefire vision that's perfect and vivid." Zexion explained and Vexen grew a nasty smirk.

"Oh we'll see about that." He said and Zexion turned his head to the side nervously.

Luxord arrived at the restaurant that he grew to love and adore. But it was different. It was lifeless. He was used to coming here with the sound of Demyx playing sitar and Zexion asking orders and Braig talking to someone. None of that was there.

Demyx was right. They were taken away.

The happiness that was being kept held inside of Luxord completely vaporized. He knew that he wouldn't see Zexion again. He wondered if Zexion could see what would happen in his visions...

Exactly! His visions!

Vexen must have taken him.

Luxord's face contorted just thinking about the man. The scientist was going to pay-- dearly. All he had to do was figure out where he was.

Zexion was in a dark room. There were a few blankets on the floor but that's about it. It was a really cold room. Where they kept some of their patients. Zexion was the only one at the moment.

He curled up on the blankets, blacking out the horrific aroma and tried to sleep. Maybe if he saw something, they'd let him go and he could be happy. He could get his father out and everyone would be ok.

Static. Everything was static. He could barely see anything-- now he could. Braig was walking into a room with a bunch of others. It was the gas chamber.

Zexion was now sitting on the table and so much electrical volts passed through his body, he could feel it.

Zexion woke up to a few of the minor scientists waking him up. He was screaming, shaking and had a few burns all over his skin. His breathing was heavy.

"You had a vision?" One asked and Zexion turned his head to the side and nodded.

"Not a very good one." Zexion said and someone injected a syringe into his arm.

"Well try again." Was the last words he heard.

He was numb. He looked around and everywhere seemed just... Empty.

For the first time he saw Luxord-- crying. He didn't know why exactly.

The dark is what scared him the most. He then saw planes of the united states. He didn't know what date but he knew that help would be on the way. He couldn't see who was alive to accept the help however. He just knew.

He woke up and he was on a table. The same from his dream. His eyes widened.

"Did you see anything?" Vexen asked as he hooked up wires to Zexion's forehead and arms and legs.

"Just... People crying." Zexion said with a sigh.

"Not good enough." Vexen said and Zexion raised his eyebrow.

"What exactly do you need me to see?" Zexion asked and Vexen glared.

"I need to see if it ends. And when." Vexen said and Zexion nodded slowly.

"I can't see dates but I know it ends." Zexion said and Vexen stepped away from him and turned on the machine.

"Not good enough. I need to know when!" He yelled angrily and fir the 3rd time, Zexion felt the electricity pass through his body.

Luxord arrived in the ghetto. He scanned around and saw Jews everywhere, glaring at him like it was HIS fault this happened. He wasn't going to say it wasn't. He was part of the reason.

He then saw something that made him grin.

"Braig!" He called out and ran across and saw the "old timer" struggling.

"Oh... Luxord... Good to see you." Braig said and Luxord's expression softened.

"Braig... What's wrong?" Luxord asked and Braig put his arm on Luxord's shoulder.

"Vexen wanted Zexion." Braig said. "And I'm being moved to Auschwitz."

"No..." Luxord said with his eyes widened.

"No, they're known for the gas chambers." Luxord said and Braig hugged Luxord.

"Do me a favor and get Zexion to safety." Braig said and Luxord nodded.

"I'll get you out. I'll get you out now--"

"You can't. They've already transferred me. My last name starts with an I. I didn't expect to be here long anyway." Braig said and smiled softly.

"Good luck." Braig said and Luxord nodded slowly.

"Don't go in the 'showers'." Luxord whispered. "Don't believe a thing they say." Luxord said and Braig smiled softly.

"Tell Zexion and if you see Demyx... Tell them both I love them." Braig said and Luxord nodded.

"Don't worry Braig. I'll get you out. Don't you worry." Luxord said and Braig smiled.

"Ok." He said and Luxord left.

"I apologize. But Braig Ienzo, I need to take you to Auschwitz." Lexaeus said and Braig smiled.

"That's just fine." Braig said and followed Lexaeus to the train. His death was nigh.