A/N: I'd like to thank my sister who motivated me to write this chapter. I'd also like to thank her for her OC, as well was Fatima Kenobi Skywalker (or F.K?) for hers.
Okay, then. On with the fic...
A man with messy auburn hair was knelt on the ground supported by his weapon. He had a fine build and a massive body. He was panting like he just moved a mountain...which, no doubt, was not impossible for him.
A boy with long silver hair stood in front of him with his weapon raised. He was panting as well.
"You're finished!" he said before he charged at the kneeling man.
He looked up at him. "Don't mock me!" he cried and hit the boy in the stomach as he was running up to him with extreme force, enough to cause a shockwave, with his weapon. The boy cried in pain as he shot back and hit the ceiling hard before falling in a limp face-down position on the floor.
The man picked himself up from the floor and walked up to the fallen boy. "You were too much trouble", he said.
Suddenly a wave of darkness exploded from the body and shot up. He was surprised but decided not to show it. He saw the boy get up and...vanish?
He felt a jolt of pain all over his body. The boy was feet behind him with his sword raised. The man fell onto his knees again but this time his weapon disappeared and he had to support himself on an arm.
"Too slow", said the boy. His voice sounded different as if he was possessed by someone and that someone was talking through him.
"You are the Superior's...", started the man, then thought better of it. He started fading as waves of darkness flowed from below him. "Forgive me Zexion. This was a fight I should not have started."
With that he disappeared.
"...And that's how Lexaeus lost."
"Doesn't that mean that he's dead?" asked Anvax.
"Not necessarily", said Xaldin. "I was defeated and I faded as well. I just didn't end up where Lexaeus went, that's all. Once we lose control of the darkness, and it takes over us, the sheer force and energy of it drags us off to places at random until we regain control."
"And you three regained that ability?" asked Xodia.
"I never lost it in the first place", said Saïx.
"And it's because we ended up where he was we're right now", said Xigbar. "So thanks you crazy lunatic."
The five were in the Gray room chatting. It was the start of the day and no-one wanted to worry about missions for the time being.
"So there is a possibility that the other members are still alive?" asked Xodia.
"Hey, Blondie, you're getting' smarter by the minute", said Xigbar laughing. "Just like poor ol' Vexen. Just promise me you're not gonna start laughing like that psycho, okay?"
Everyone laughed. "I'll ensure he doesn't", said Xaldin.
"And as per your question", said Saïx, "Yes. There is a possibility that they are still...alive."
"Who were they all, anyway?" asked Anvax.
"Yeah, we never got told the details", said Xodia. They grinned at each other like school kids.
"I think there's a list in Xemnas' room", replied Xigbar. Saix raised an eyebrow at him.
"What?" he asked when he saw Saïx's expression.
"How do you know that?" asked Saïx.
"I am number II, you know", retorted Xigbar with a grin.
"I am aware of that", replied Saïx, "but I was the Superior's second in command. No one is supposed to know where any of his thing are."
"Oh well, you know me", laughed Xigbar and vanished.
As Xodia stared at the place Xigbar had been seconds before he returned with a list in his hand. Before anyone could say anything he said, "And I nominate Xaldin to read it to us", and handed it to Xaldin.
"Okay then", said Xaldin after audibly clearing his throat, "here goes:
"Number I: XEMNAS, the SUPERIOR OF THE IN-BETWEEN.
Weapon: Ethereal Blades (Interdiction)
Element: Nothing
Number II: XIGBAR, the FREESHOOTER
Weapon: Arrowguns (Sharpshooter)
Element: Space
Number II: XALDIN, the WHIRLWIND LANCER
Weapon: Lances, but you already know anyway (Lindworm)
Element: Air
Number IV: VEXEN, the CHILLY ACADEMIC; I never liked him
Weapon: Shield (Frozen Pride)
Element: Ice
Number V: LEXAEUS, the SILENT HERO
Weapon: Axe Sword (Skysplitter)
Element: Earth
Number VI: ZEXION, the CLOAKED SCHEMER
Weapon: Lexicon (Book Of Retribution)
Element: Illusions
Number VII: SAIX, the LUNA DIVINER
Weapon: Claymore (Lunatic)
Element: Moon
Number VIII: AXEL, the FURRY OF DANCING FLAMES
Weapon: Chakrams (Eternal Flames)
Element: Fire
Number IX: DEMYX, the MELODIOUS NOCTURNE; Better off known as the Dumb One.
Weapon: Sitar (Arpeggio)
Element: Water
Number X: LUXORD, the GAMBLER OF FATE
Weapon: Cards (Fair Game)
Element: Time
Number XI: MARLUXIA, the GRACEFUL ASSASSIN
Weapon: Scythe (Graceful Dahlia)
Element: Flowers...ha ha
Number XII: LARXENE, the SAVAGE NYMPH; the Crazy Bitch
Weapon: Knives (Foudré)
Element: Lightning
Number XIII: ROXAS, the KEY OF DESTINY
Weapon: Keyblade(s) (Kingdom Key; Oathkeeper; Oblivion)
Element: Light
...And, uh, should I mention her?"
"I feel bad for her now", said Saix. "But they wanted details, so go ahead."
Anvax and Xodia looked at the conversing duo with confused looks on their faces.
"Okay then:
Number XIV: XION, the IMPERFECT REPLICA
Weapon: Keyblade (Kingdom Key)
Element: Light"
"Wait, there was a fourteenth member of the Organization?" asked Anvax.
"Yes, but as her title says, she was an imperfect replica", said Xaldin. "She was created through the leaked memories of Sora, Roxas' Somebody."
"Wow", said Xodia, "we learn something new everyday. Even if that was a lot to take in for a little break."
Everybody laughed then stayed quiet for a few seconds. Suddenly an alarm sounded and Saix got up.
"Alright, it's mission time", he said. "You know the drill: look for recruits for half a day, and return only if you fail or are injured. Anvax pair up with Xigbar. Xodia with Xaldin. Farewell gentlemen."
He opened a dark corridor and stepped through before it closed. Xaldin and Xigbar opened theirs and nodded at each other. They stepped through and their partners for the day followed close behind.
The girl looked up at the evening sky, her short raven black hair lashing in the wind. She closed her eyes and put an arm out in front of her. She focused on the tips of her fingers and they bent forth instinctively as if catching something. A small spark erupted from the centre of her palm then died away.
She did it again. This time the spark was bigger but died away quicker. She cursed under her breath.
She gritted her teeth and clenched her other hand into a fist. She tried again. A spark emanated but this time it didn't die away. Instead it grew into a fire on her palm.
Satisfied she clenched her hand into a loose fist, letting the fire go out. She turned back and was about to walk away when she bumped into a figure in a black coat. His hood was drawn so she couldn't see the face.
"Oops, sorry", she said as she went to go past him. She was stopped as the figure grabbed her arm.
"Hey, I said I'm sorry", she said trying to release the grip on her wrist, which started to hurt.
"Tell me child", the figure spoke. It was a man, she could tell by the voice. "Is your will strong enough?"
"What?" asked the girl. "Why...?"
The man drew back his hood revealing his face. He had long blue hair that went behind him up to his lower back. He had scars on his face as if he was a serial killer, but his amber eyes were kind.
"Would you rather give up your life or the lives of those close to you?"
"Let me go and you'll get your freaking answer", the girl replied angrily.
The man nodded and released her hand. As she rubbed her wrist with her free hand, the man went to say something but was met with a punch directed at his face. He grabbed the fist and pushed it, making the person go back a few steps. It was another girl with similar features, though her hair was longer.
"Selendra", the girl called out to the other girl rubbing her wrist. "What are you doing, idiot? Is he a molester or something?"
"I can assure you that I'm not", replied the man calmly.
"Then why'd you grab my arm, you creep?" said the girl called Selendra.
"Are you serious Selly?" the other girl asked her rhetorically.
"I just wanted to ask her a question", said the man. "May I ask you as well?"
"Go ahead."
"Would you rather give up your own life or hers?"
"What -?"
"Andrea! Watch out!" Selendra called out.
A monster came up from behind the man. It was carrying a sword almost twice its size and dragged by it like it was force to: A Berserker.
Andrea jumped and kicked the monster in the head. As its head was turned, she ripped the sword away from its arm and hit it with it. The monster flew back and vanished.
"Behind you!"
She was too slow this time. A different monster, a heartless soldier, attacked her from behind and he fell. The heartless swooped under her as she fell and clawed her chest, making her scream out. As it withdrew its hand Andrea fell and didn't get up.
Selendra kicked the heartless in the groin making it collapse in pain. She jumped on its head three times, the third one making it disappear.
As she turned back to look at her sister she saw the man open a dark portal and walk into it. And she watched in horror as the body of her sister stood up and followed the man. "Her will was stronger than yours", the man said as he stepped in.
A/N: Whoah, man, that was long! I went over my word limit...
Remember, OCs are still being accepted. Details on chapter 3. Thanks everyone!