Organization XIV 2

Chapter 14

Three days had passed by and Marluxia had called another meeting for all members. Inside the chamber, they sat in order of their numbers. Marluxia had limped in, but only a few members noticed and didn't say anything. Saix and Xaldin were both inpatient and figured that this would only be a waste of time. They had other...plans to carry out. Still slightly lethargic, Karax had made it, glaring at Xigbar whenever she saw him.

"Now, there's a matter that I want to address to all of you. There has been a disturbance within our world. Xigbar, please stand in the center." He did as was asked of him. "Now... a few of you know that Xigbar has a tendancy to be irrational, correct?" The organization membes nodded. "Well, his latest victim..." He glanced at Karax. "...was hit on the head with a searing hot frying pan. She will be fine as Vexen has stated. Xigbar."

"Yeah, dude?"

"I'm revoking all privlages. You will be confined to your room until further notice and during this time, you will be in the form of a...Dusk. Do I make myself clear!?"

"Yes sir..." He returned to his place in the chamber.

Marluxia clutched his left side at the ribs. "Damn..."

Larxene seemed clueless. "Marluxia?"

He grunted. "The next issue...revolves around someone who has been going around attacking both Nobodies, and Us. I myself have been attacked, and as I've been told, my body will be scarred for life. I, however, am not aware of any other attacks at this moment. Have any others experienced an ambush of some sort?"

No one spoke up.

"I've been out of this world recently. Certain worlds are in turmiol, such as Midgar and Edge, along with Radiant Garden. Zexion came with me to Radiant Garden yesterday, and we saw Xemnas. He was commanding a massive army formed of both Heartless and Nobodies. I believe that he'll target The World That Never Was eventually, and we won't be able to repel the assault. Zexion?"

The Cloaked Schemer sighed. "It's true. That army was bred for the single reason: to wipe Us out for good. He's already gone after you, Marluxia. Our world will be next, and if he learns that you survived... Who knows what'll happen to you and the rest of us."

Luxord was next to speak. "I myself have taken certain issues into my own hands, and others have allied themselves with me, including Karax and Zexion. We have agreed that Xemnas must be eliminated for the good of the organization and innocents. I, personally, do no want to stand up and protect innocent people, but Xemnas must be stopped. Agreed?"

"Sit down, Luxord." Karax moaned. "Even if we were to attack him as he stands, we would fail and be destroyed. You know this. All of us have to agree that this is the right course of action before we do this, or else... well, there's always room in the darkness for more souls. I, for one, don't want to be a part of the darkness. Not yet."

Marluxia closed his eyes and sighed. "I must agree with Karax. It is too soon for us to act, even as a whole. Our lives are at more of a risk if we go after him now. We need to see what he is exactly planning for us to come up with a way to destroy him. Zexion...I entrust you to lead a group that will be able to spy on him without him noticing any of you. Can you do that?"

"It should be easy enough."

"Karax, Zyrex, I want the two of you to go with him. Both of you can hold your own against him, but I want you to avoid all unnecessary conflict. If he knows that we're spying on him, everything will go wrong, and we'll wind up dead. Got it?"

In unison, they agreed. "Yes."

"Until that time, I highly recommend that each and every one of you remain on high alert." He looked at all of the organization. "Dismissed."

-Altar of Naught-

The moon illuminated the platform and Karax's silver hair. It turned to a vibrant white, blinding whoever had come up behind her.

"You won't lose your mind again, I hope. Zyrex, you're almost too dangerous to be around. How can you live with yourself...? I would find it too stressful..." She paused, waiting for him to answer. "I don't say these things as a sign of offense, but instead, my concern for you and others around you."

He was standing beside him, his cloak and indigo hair swaying in the cool breeze. "I've been thinking and...maybe I should leave instead of you. Almost everyone here hates me and my power over darkness... Tell me, what is my purpose here?"

"Why ask me? You think I know your purpose here? I'm still trying to find my purpose for being here... Maybe we don't have a purpose... Maybe we're here to find our purpose, or maybe just to die... Either way, we're here and we're alive, to some extent... Why worry about why, huh? Answer that for me." He remained silent. "See, even you have doubts about death and what awaits us."

His arms were loosly sitting on the railing. "I guess... Karax... do you love me?"

"What? Did you just..."

"Yeah... Do you, or not?"

She didn't know what to say. Of course she loved him, and she knew that he loved her, but she didn't know what to say. "Yes... but, what brought this up?"

"Just thinking about random things. Just wanted to be sure." He had already started down the steps. "You know... the closer we get, the harder it'll be for us to let go of one another if something happens."

She didn't look at him. "I know... but as I was told by a friend... distance makes the heart grow fonder. I won't cry like a child...I never have. Zyrex... you walk the path you form, and whatever comes will make that path grow, making you stronger. Sorrow won't harm either of us."

He continued to climb down the steps. "Maybe, but what path have you carved and walked along?"