It was completely black. Darkness was surrounding him, suffocating him. Pressing down on him without any mercy. And yet, he remained calm and collected. It was uncomfortable, and yet he felt like he belonged in there. Surrounded by nothing. He breathed in slowly, taking in as much air as he could. Where was he?
"Hello?" He called out slowly, turning around. Still no signs to show he was anywhere. After spinning around multiple times, he decided to sit down for a moment and let everything register.
Sora had tried to attack him. If Axel hadn't thrown him when he had…

But Sora wouldn't do that… Wouldn't try to kill him.
And yet the conversation he had had with that Michael guy said otherwise. Sora had, in fact, tried to attack Roxas. Tears started up in the other's eyes, and he pulled his legs to his chest. His best friend had tried to kill him. Over what? Why was he so fucking special? Why was he needed so badly by the Organization? So many questions, and he doubted any of them would be answered. The only one who would have answered was Axel. Even then he wouldn't have been told the truth because Axel had tricked him. Lied to him. Sora was right. He couldn't trust anybody. And that included the one who told him that.
Suddenly, Roxas felt more alone than he ever had. Now there was no one to turn to. No one to run to when things got bad. No one to tell him it was alright. If the one person he trusted, hell even loved, tried to kill him..
Roxas blinked, breath stopping. Had he said he loved his best friend? Surely he meant in a brother way, right? Because he was completely straight…
But Roxas wasn't even fooling himself this time. Maybe he wasn't straight, and all those feelings that he held for Sora were true… But now, after everything that happened…
"…It's opening.."
A voice echoed. Roxas shot up, glancing around in the darkness. Had he finally snapped? Finally go completely bat-shit crazy? He walked towards the sound of the voice, hearing more and more now. Getting louder and louder until,

A faint light appeared before him, yellow in its glow. Like a candle had been lit. He continued walking towards it, raising his hand so he wasn't completely blinded from the change in lighting.
And then the darkness was gone. He squinted, looking around where he could manage. He could see figures standing around him, all hooded and clad in… Oh shit.
"Where is number seven Roxas?" a voice spoke, calmly.
Roxas glanced towards the figures, shrugging, "H-He.."
"Pushed you in and took the fall." A girl said, familiarity ringing in Roxas' ears. He cut his eyes, "That is so like Axel. Trying to steal the spot light and go down in history forever. Too bad he won't." She said with a wave of her hand.
"Enough Larxene. Roxas is here now. As Axel has already explained," A man said, stepping from the shadows, "You have been marked as our Thirteenth member. You will complete this Organization, Roxas. You only need accept. You have done the dirty work, now it is the easy part."
Roxas looked at the other figure, "Are you fucking crazy? Why would I ever join you guys?"
"Because deep down, you truly want to Roxas. Your heart called from the shadows, opening the portal here. No one knows where this place is other than our members."
"That is bullshit. Axel threw me into the portal. I would never partake in what you guys do, nor call for your help"
"It isn't bullshit Roxas. The only way to create a destination is when you are inside the portal. You were the only one in there. Your heart called out to here, and now…" Roxas recognized the voice. It was the pink haired man he had encountered with Larxene. He balled his fist up, gritting his teeth,
"I want to find Sora's killer."
"But that isn't all, is it? You have always craved power. Craved it to save your friends, family, and what have you. But you couldn't. You watched most of them die. Didn't you Roxy. Specially that Sora kid. Didn't he die because you were late to meet him? And when you held him. My, my, my that was so sad. Even made me tear up a little." Larxene spoke, stepping closer to the blonde, "And now that same friend, the one who you shared secrets with. The one who was always the closest to you, and the one that you loved… Is out to kill you. Is ordered to kill you, and will happily oblige. Doesn't sound like much of a friend or a lover, hm?"
"Shut up…" Roxas said, anger starting to course through him.
"Or how about his brother? The one who abandoned you? Who shamelessly humiliated you in front of the entire school by saying you were obsessed. The one who said that you had completely lost your marbles." She continued, stepping even closer to him, "And finally the man who you murdered in cold blood because you couldn't hold it back anymore. All because Sora could do nothing but make everything worse for you."

The anger stopped, dead in it's tracks. His blood ran cold, and he dropped to his knees. She was right… Everything she had said. Sub-consciously he had known the pitchfork was there. Had seen the hilt of the knife in the young man's waistline. Had been betrayed by Vanitas…
"Sora knew I was hardheaded… Knew I would persist if he told me to stay away…" Roxas mumbled weakly. Larxene stepped back, glancing at their leader in shock. The man nodded slightly, approving of what she had done, and turned his back

"Yes Roxas. The world is full of betrayal. But we know that. We have been there; experienced it first hand. We will gladly accept you into our family. You need only embrace the darkness inside yourself." He spoke, deep voice echoing off of the walls around them.
Roxas' lip twitched as he ran everything through his mind. Anger coming back, but in a different form. The mark on his arm burned once again, but he ignored it. The barrier that he had built up around his heart cracked, and when his thoughts came upon Sora trying to kill him everything crashed. He let out a scream filled with rage and betrayal, taking everyone in the room by surprise. But he wasn't in the room anymore. He was inside of himself, breaking everything that once held him back. Hating the one he loved the most, and allowing the hate to fuel a fire in him,

"Good Roxas. Let it all out. Let the darkness take over and feed you. From this source, you will derive your power, and soon there will be more. You need only unlock it for everyone and we will help guide you along the way. No more will you be the one on the end. No more will you be the crazy one. You will have respect Roxas. You will finally have a true family. Now… Be reborn Roxas. Be reborn and take your place in our family."

The strength of emotions and darkness were starting to pull him down. He cried out as his vision became fuzzy. Everything was spinning, and the ground seemed to cradle him as he slumped over. His lids grew heavy, and everything began to fade away,

"W-Why Sora…"

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He awoke in a panic, flailing as he kicked the covers off and jumped out of the bed,
"Dear God Thirteen calm down." A female said, standing up from the place she had been resting. Roxas blinked staring at her for a moment, cocking his head to the side,

"Do I… do I know you?"

"Yes, you do. Now here take these and get dressed. You've been out for a while Roxas, and you have a lot of catching up to do." She said, picking up a bundle from the table and shoving it towards him. He slowly reached out, taking the clothes and boots from her hand cautiously. A black mark caught his attention, and he glanced to his forearm. In bold black print, the characters XIII stood out in contrast against his pale skin. He blinked, not remembering getting a tattoo. Hell he didn't remember anything…
"W-Where am I? And who are you?" He asked, voice hollow.

"You're home! And don't worry. You will meet everyone soon." She said, walking out of the small room. She popped her head back into the doorway, a small smile on her face, "I'm Larxene though, and welcome home Roxas. You are the most valuable person here, and very special. Always remember that."

"O-Okay." He said, glancing at her with a small smile. But the smile didn't feel real. Completely foreign on his lips. And he felt hollow and cold. Had he always been like this?
He quickly changed into the black clothing and coat that Larxene had been in, staring at himself in the mirror. There was a faint bruise on his head and soft pink flesh where wounds had once been. Had he been in a fight? How long had he really been out for If he didn't remember all of this…
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The days began to pass into week, and Roxas found his place among the family. They treated him awesomely. Had a musician who tried to teach him some things, Demyx, he recalled his name being. And a sharp-shooter who, ironically, had an eyepatch was named Xigbar. But the one person that Roxas grew close to was a fiery-haired man named Axel. Roxas would constantly hang around him in the infirmary, joking, laughing, being weirdos. But no matter how funny or happy Roxas thought he was, he never actually felt it. He was completely hollow, and void of anything. But anger and betrayal remained in him. He knew what those felt like, and could feel it every waking day.
And today was no different. He did his chores, saw Axel, spoke with the other members of the mansion that might as well be a freaking castle. Was told constantly that his day to shine would be soon, that one day they would get the thing that had hurt Axel so bad.
That day was today.

Marluxia leaned against the wall across from Roxas, glancing at the floor, "We have spotted him Roxas. The kid that beat Axel to an inch of his life. Well, if you could call him a kid. Roxas, the time is coming for you to unlock the power we all need. The power you need, to become whole again. I can see it in your eyes." The pink-haired man said slowly, quietly, "Once we get him, you do what you have been trained to do. And everything will become quite clear for you again, and you will have all the power in the world at your fingertips. Just don't forget about us, yeah?" he asked rubbing his hand through Roxas' hair. Roxas chuckled,

"Of course Mar. How could I forget my family?"

And how could he? Everyone was unique. Axel was a pyro, Larxene was a knife freak, Vexen was a scientist, Siax had temper tantrums, and Zexion was a complete nerd… But they were his family. Had helped him back on his feet when he took a turn for the worse. Saved his life. Was helping him remember his place in the world, and teaching him things that he had forgotten. The least he could do was share the power he had been promised. That way no one would get hurt again, like Axel had. No one would harm any of his family.
A fire rose up in him, and anger swelled in him. No one would hurt his family anymore. He would make sure of that. And this kid, the one that he had been ordered to kill, the one that had caused so much damage to Axel and himself would fall. The one called Sora would unlock his full potential, and his family would rise from the shadows to gain what was theirs. It would be their Kingdom, and all hearts would bow to them. The earth would be theirs...

He glanced at the tattoo on his arm with a grin, before looking up at Marluxia. He nodded and continued on his way, rubbing his tattoo softly.
Operation Kingdom Hearts was about to begin, and that Sora kid will be brought to trial for his actions.

He would be felled by Roxas' own hands.

That was a promise.

Alrighty everybody, I had the oneshot written, but to be honest it was complete and utter crap. I tried to fix it, but it became even crappier. If you have some ideas you would like to see for a oneshot, PM me with your idea and I will see if I can bring it to life! =) Instead of the oneshot I wrote another chapter to this because I promised you guys something. We are getting close to the end of this fanfic, but as I said I have ideas for it's sequel! R&R as I do appreciate them, and I hope you all have a safe and fun New Years!