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""SPECIAL NOTE"": As I'm writing as Demyx and not myself in this diary, please excuse any grammatical errors. They are there on purpose.
Chapter Fourteen
Penalty/Isolation 101
General
Axel should have been expecting it.
He didn't do much after missions these days. He didn't even go to the clock tower, or eat ice cream. It reminded him of the times he and Roxas went up there. He was pretty sure someone else was up there, too… and it wasn't Myde, or any of his other 'friends.' He had a feeling it had been a girl, but Namine had been in Castle Oblivion, and Larxene wouldn't be caught dead with them.
Instead, he spent most of the time either sleeping, or thinking. It was a terribly boring way to live, but for once Axel's confidence and cocky nature was shaken. He spent most of his thinking time searching through human memories. There was quite a bit of them that made him feel unsure, and confused. There were a lot of things both Saix and Myde had missed.
So he blocked them out.
That particular day, he was staring at the half-complete Kingdom Hearts. It seemed to grow every day because of Sora's endeavors. What would happen once it was complete? Would the power need to be unlocked, or would it all go straight to Xemnas? What if someone else, someone more villainous (if that was even possible) managed to hold on to it?
What if the power of Kingdom Hearts was all just a lie?
Axel winced and leaned against the couch behind him. This was the only part of the whole castle that was even slightly homey. All the rest of the rooms were blank, white, and stiff. No one ever used them, so what was the point?
He sighed and stepped out of the Grey Area. It was so dull here, almost apathetic. Luxord, Xigbar, and Xaldin were out on missions, but they hated him. Everyone else was dead, missing, imprisoned, or currently scheming.
Axel stretched. He'd gotten a particularly nasty cut after the Assassins rebelled against him, but they were now under control and he'd healed. However, that didn't mean he wasn't sore.
He decided he'd go for a walk. Maybe he would even grab a book from the library no one ever went into, but all the books there were boring and mostly about humanity, or hearts, exactly the things Axel wanted to block from his mind at that moment.
So he made up his mind to take a nap. In the Organization, it didn't matter if you were over rested. Not like he had anything better to do.
Just as he walked across Naught's Skyway, he sensed someone.
Axel's hearing wasn't as finely tuned as Myde's was, but his instincts and reflexes were better. He knew when someone was trying to sneak up on him, and someone was.
He knew the proper thing to do in these situations was to stay calm and pretend he didn't know they were approaching until they did- and then swiftly, mercilessly attack.
He was their assassin, after all.
Axel winced at the memory and moved on, internally gauging the approach of his stalker.
Just a little closer, he thought. Come to daddy.
Eh, it was probably just one of his Nobodies trying to be fierce. Seeing as he trained them, his personality did rub off on them, at least a little bit.
But this figure felt different… not human, but as if they were aware Axel knew they were stalking him.
It had to be a member of the Organization.
Axel had to admit his hair started to stand up on end. He did, however, manage to keep himself from tensing.
The figure was so close that he could feel it tense to spring from a turret. Axel knew now that it had to be Saix, because only Saix was insane enough to do that. Even Xigbar, who controlled space, never did something as ridiculous.
"Ah, Axel. May I have a word with you?"
Axel had been so concentrated on Saix following him that Xemnas scared him to the point where he jumped. Saix acted fast and pounced.
"You… you…" the pyro began, stepping backwards right into the trap.
They ambushed me! And I fell for it!
Lightning-quick, Axel summoned his chakrams.
But he wasn't quick enough.
Saix slammed the hilt of his claymore into Axel's side, causing Axel to show a rare moment of weakness and cry out. He managed to stumble to all fours, only to have a needle shoved into his shoulder. Axel fumbled to yank it out, but Saix smacked him again, and the three seconds that bought allowed the drug to drag Axel into unconsciousness.
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Myde- Journal
Day 4
Xemnas says I'm behaving 'surprisingly well,' like I'm a rather bad kindergartener.
He shows up from time to time to 'check on' (observe) me. I'm trying to trick them into thinking their experiment is working, but I'm not the greatest actor. Of course, I hide my journal from them. They can't know about it.
I'm allowed out of my little cell approximately every six hours for bathroom breaks, but other than that, I'm trapped in here.
It's as boring as hell.
A lot of the time, I sleep. Sometimes I play sitar, as the bracelet around my wrist cancels out my powers. With the bracelet on, it's just a normal instrument, and it can't break the barrier (I've tried). But, I'm out of practice, and my fingers are clumsy.
I'm still weak, but not so much. I don't feel hurt or whatever. I just feel… blah. Not any better but not any worse.
It's not like Axel promised to visit me, but he hasn't shown up in a while, and I'm starting to get worried.
…What if they got him, too?
No no no. I can't let myself think that way.
Sometimes, when I'm feeling a little weird, I'll think about her. Irena. She almost doesn't seem real, from the way I forgot her completely, to my fleeting glimpse of her. I would make something like that up. I need something to hang on to, something to help me remember my human days. I want to remember the name of my homeworld, but I just can't. I can see it in my head- the sea, the streets, the houses all in neat, beautiful rows. My own home with the winding staircase. My own room, with the blue walls, the wooden sitar in the corner, various sheet music all over the floor.
I'd always been considered a sitar prodigy. Music was my best grade in school. It was the only subject that I could be considered nerdy in. I always had the answer, no matter what the question. I shamelessly answered them all, out loud, and everyone would stare at me.
But it felt nice to be good at something, really good at it, too. The teacher could set complicated music in front of me and automatically I would understand and be able to play it on my instrument. All twenty-three strings.
Despite the strangeness of my instrument, I was gladly accepted into the orchestra. I had to take lessons out of school, of course, but I didn't care.
My mother didn't, either. She was brazenly proud of me. I am her only child, and she doesn't have a husband. I am the only one she has.
It makes me want to scream. How was she? All alone now?
But I make myself think optimistically. That's the only way I can get out. I hope.
Day 5
Axel still hasn't showed up.
…What if they did something to him, too?
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