I don't own KH

November 24th 1941

"Oh god!! Please stop!!" Zexion shouted out and Vexen grew pissed.

"THEN TELL ME WHAT I WANT TO KNOW!" He shouted out angrily.

"I'm trying to!" Zexion whimpered.

"Well OBVIOUSLY not hard ENOUGH!" Vexen snapped and Zexion sighed as another electrical current traveled through his body and triggered his brain to shut down for sleep. Again.

Demyx sat on the window sill. He's never lived in such a big house before. But somehow the house that was filled with everything he could ever want, was empty.

"Braig... Zexion... Please... For the love of god be ok." Demyx whispered and picked up his sitar and started to play it. A song that him and Zexion wrote when they were younger. Demyx was 13 and Zexion was 15.

It was their song of hope. For everything they would play it. Their tests, plays, performances, everything.

But this time it was played with more heart. Demyx couldn't pray as much in a lifetime as he did right then.

Be ok. Please be ok.

Braig sat on the train. He was scrunched together with a bunch of other people. His heart was aching. He knew most of the older people from World War One. They weren't anything major like him. Just soldiers. All of these people with families. And he was alone.

Some people looked surprised he was there. Hot shot General of WWI being taken to be slaughtered? It took people by surprise. What took him by surprise is that they were surprised.

A few Nazi soldiers gave him pity. After all he wasn't a cold hearted dick to his soldiers. He was understanding but he still could kick someone's ass if they got out of line. That's why people respected him.

He almost wished that he registered in the special camps for previous people in the army. But then that would leave Zexion alone. He couldn't have that happen. Zexion was his son.

And that's when the train stopped. They were on the train for hours upon hours. Finally they were being taken out.

They were separated. Males, females, adults, children, elderly, handicap. Then they were doing a count to make sure who was there. Then it got to Braig's name.

"Braig Ienzo." Someone called out and Braig slowly raised his arm. ".... General Braig Ienzo?" Braig raised his eyebrow and slowly nodded. "What are you doing here?"

"I don't know." Braig said and then was ignored again. How sad was it that his soldiers would have to kill him.

"YOU'LL BE HUNG!" Zexion cried out with tears running down his face. Vexen stopped the machine and ran over.

"Why?" Vexen asked and Zexion heaved.

"December 9th 1946. You'll be hung if you don't stop. They'll find you guilty for killing innocents." Zexion said with a glare.

"Who?" Vexen asked and Zexion looked at him angrily.

"The United States!" Zexion exclaimed and Vexen poked his chin in thought.

"Very well." Vexen said and ripped out the needles and left Zexion in his ripped shorts and that's it. His arms, legs, chest, face was all cut up. He was taken back to the room. It was surprising. He was the only person there, that wasn't a twin.

He sighed. What was Vexen going to do with him now?

He felt light headed from all of the blood he was losing. He passed out.

Luxord walked into the Science lab that the scientists created a few years back. It was huge and it could make your skin crawl just by looking at it. So much kids were murdered here. They liked doing genetic tests. So most of the inhabitants were twins. Why Zexion was there, who knew.

Luxord looked around until he saw a familiar curtain of blonde hair. He walked over and turned Vexen around.

"Where is Zexion?" Luxord asked and Vexen smiled wickedly.

"Oh to late. I'm sending him to see his father in Auschwitz." He replied and Luxord growled.

"Give him to me." Luxord hissed and Vexen pointed.

"I already sent him." He replied and Luxord glared daggers and ran off to try to find Auschwitz.

Zexion sat in the train. His heart was pounding. This is how it ends. It is, isn't it? When he's 25 years old in the Holocaust. That's how he'll be remembered.

He was cold, he still only had his ripped shorts on. That's all he was given. His pajamas were taken so they could hook him up to the machine.

"Zexion?" Someone called and he turned. That's when his eyes went wide.

Braig was working right now. They worked you till you couldn't work, and then they'd kill you. Pleasant huh?

And that's when someone strutted up to him.

"General Braig." Xemnas said smirking. "I've got some good news."

"What?" Braig asked tiredly.

"Your son is being brought here right now." Xemnas said and Braig's eyes widened.

"..Why is he being brought here?" Braig asked quickly and he chuckled.

"So you two could be together for your final hours. You better pray that he's a strong worker." Xemnas said and Braig growled. The bastard.

"What's wrong Demyx?" Faith asked and Demyx looked up at the strange woman. It wasn't that he didn't like her. He understood why she didn't want him, but she never came to visit him or anything. This woman wasn't his mom. Adelle wasn't even his mom.

"I hope they're ok." Demyx said softly and her look hardened.

"I honestly don't care." She said and Demyx looked at her quite repulsed.

"Why would you say that? Braig took care of me like his own son!" Demyx shouted and she rolled her eyes.

"What did he fuck you like he fucked your father? Is that why your so attached to him?" She asked in an acid like voice.

"No mother." Demyx said through clenched teeth. "Braig was a great man. He still is."

"Yeah, the asshole stole MY husband and couldn't even save him." Faith replied bitterly.

"Shut up. You don't know Braig like I do." Demyx said and she glared at him.

"I know him more than you do. I've known him since before Zexion was born." She retorted. "Scum, that's what he is."

"Shut up. He is not. He's a kind man!" Demyx snapped.

"So he did have sex with you. Is that why Adelle left? Because he's homosexual? I think that's why actually. And that's when she met Luxord." She said and Demyx froze.

"Luxord?" He asked and Faith raised her eyebrow.

"Oh you know him? Him and Adelle had a thing for the longest time. She cheated on Braig with him a few times. Payback for him and Demyx." Faith said and Demyx gulped. Did Zexion know that? "For a while they were actually married too. They got a divorce because Luxord was cheating on her with this girl. I don't remember her name. But then those two had a baby girl and Luxord married her. Luxord is actually the biggest slut I know." She said and Demyx started to feel nauseous. "I would have had a thing with Luxord, probably could if I wanted to. But I decided against it. I don't know how many people he's had sex with."

"..." Demyx couldn't say anything. He wished he could stay ignorant. "... Anything else about Braig?"

"Mom?" Zexion asked and Adelle walked over to him, having to avoid several people to get to him.

"Wow you've gotten big." She said and Zexion glared.

"Yeah, it's only been about 15 years." Zexion retorted and she smiled at him.

"Wow, you look a lot like me." She said with a smile and Zexion glared.

"What do you want mom?" He asked and she smiled sadly.

"What's happened with you?" She asked and Zexion felt that now was a good time to ask.

"Do you remember a man by the name of Luxord?" He asked and she smiled.

"Yes. I do. He was one of the most gorgeous British guys I knew." She said and Zexion turned to her with a hard stare.

"What happened with you and him?" Zexion asked and she looked embarrassed.

"I don't think that's a--"

"Did you have sex with him?" Zexion asked, blunt and to the point. She slowly nodded.

"Yeah.... A few times." She said and tilted her head to the side. "Why?"

"... Mom... I love him." Zexion said and her eyes widened and her face turned pale.

"No, no, no." She said and shook her head. "That can't be possible."

"It is." Zexion whispered and hit his head on the wall behind him. "I love him so much it hurts. I haven't seen him in 8 years. He was repositioned to a different part of Germany."

"...Don't get involved with him Zexion. As your mother I forbid it." Adelle said and Zexion glared.

"Please, you've been everything but my mom." Zexion said and Adelle looked at Zexion pleadingly.

"Please, listen to me. Luxord lies to get what he wants. He probably already forgot about you."

"No mom. Your wrong. He said once this is over, we're getting married."

"That's because he knows it wont be over. He was just using you." Adelle said and Zexion shook his head.

"When we get married... You'll see." Zexion said stubbornly and she sighed.

"For your sake Zexion... I hope he's changed from the Luxord I knew." She said and Zexion looked down. What Luxord DID she know?

"Well... We don't know the same Luxord, that's for sure." Zexion said and she sighed.

"Whatever you say Zexion." She whispered.

"Your lying." Demyx said and Faith shook her head.

"I'm being serious. Braig and Luxord aren't the people you think they are. They're sneaky, devious people with multiple personalities. You only know one. Just wait until you fall deeper in love with one of them, you'll see how it goes."

Demyx turned away. She was lying. She just had to.

Luxord sighed. It was going to take another hour to get to Auschwitz. Hopefully Zexion wasn't hurt by that time.

He looked at the sky and silently prayed.

Zexion was the only person he stayed completely loyal for. It's been 8 sex-less years and somehow it didn't bother him one bit. He knew he was going to have Zexion. And that's all he wanted.

The train stopped and everyone was taken off. Again the names were read and Zexion was separated from his mother. He didn't care one bit though. He was glad to be away from her.

They burned a number onto your arm so they knew who you were. Zexion was brought with the adult males and saw a very familiar face.

"Dad." Zexion called out and sprinted over to his father.

"Oh son.. I was hoping you wouldn't have to see me like this." Braig said, he looked really worn out and tired.

"Don't worry dad, I'm here. I'll take care of you." Zexion whispered and let Braig lay on his lap.

"Honestly... I'm not going to make it very long." Braig said and Zexion smiled.

"Dad, of coarse you are. We'll get it out." Zexion said and Braig chuckled.

"Zexion, I'm getting old." Braig said and Zexion shook his head.

"No dad, your only 48." Zexion argued and Braig gave him a smirk.

"I'm old and worn out. There's nothing I can do about that son."