A/N: Next week is the last week of official schooling for me. I mean for at least a month or so since I'm going to take summer courses. But either way it's a big deal, right? Hopefully this summer I can get a job. If not, I'll probably just write another fanfiction lol. That's my life.

Disclaimer: I don't own Kingdom Hearts.

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We ate. Everything was surprisingly delicious; I was pleasantly surprised. I was completely full by the time we got to the dessert, which was also scrumptious. The strawberries were so juicy and the cake was so sweet. Throughout the meal Larxene kept giving me refills of my drink. While everyone else had wine, Larxene had apparently made a special grape juice for me. I thought that was nice of her. Someone was finally paying me mind.

The meal was pretty quiet. There was hardly any conversation, which made me wonder when father was going to tell me about this 'solution'. I couldn't help but be a little curious. Maybe he didn't really have a solution for me. Maybe this was all a waste of my time. Either way, after the meal I was leaving right away. I didn't want to be here longer than I needed to. Just being in this house with father and Vexen was enough to make me want to disappear from the face of the Earth.

Father turned to me and gave me one of his creepy smiles. "Don't go anywhere after dinner. We're going to discuss everything in the living room afterward," he ordered as kindly as he could.

"A-All right," I stammered nervously. Even if he was trying to be nice, I disliked when he spoke to me. It always felt like his words were dripping in evil. I could almost feel that his intentions were of the worse sorts.

"Good," he deadpanned. He returned to his plate. Sometimes it was like he could read my mind.

I felt my stomach quiver. I shook a little and felt my temperature spike. I couldn't help but feel that was weird. I ignored it, though. I probably just wasn't used to eating so much food. I was probably eating myself sick.

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Once the meal was over Vexen and father retired to the living room. I guessed they were ready to talk about whatever solution they had in mind. Larxene remained in the kitchen and began to clean the dishes. She didn't ask for help. In fact, when I offered she denied me. That was weird. Larxene always liked to use me for human labor. I couldn't help but feeling a little off. I sat at the table and watched.

As the minutes ticked away I couldn't help but begin to feel tired. It was a different kind of tired. It was like I was suddenly hit by a wave of exhaustion and my body couldn't handle it. I couldn't even yawn as my eyes were beginning to droop. "You look sleepy, Naminé," Larxene pointed out as she continued washing the dirty dishes.

I shrugged. "I guess I just ate a bit too much," I answered tiredly, "I should be getting home soon, so I might as well go talk to father and Vexen now." Larxene nodded and I stood from my chair. My legs were wobbly and for some reason I couldn't hold up my own weight. Did I really eat so much that I gained weight just from sitting there? There was also a slight pain in my stomach and my surroundings felt chilly in a way I didn't understand.

I wobbled out of the kitchen toward where I heard Vexen and father talking.

"How fast does it work?"

"She should be out in about fifteen minutes, and then we can take her."

"And you're sure this won't ruin your science?"

"No, I made sure the serum was perfectly safe."

Serum? What serum? I toppled further into the room. "What are you talking about?" I hardly managed to mumble out. I couldn't fight this feeling of distance from the rest of the world. I felt as though it was harder for me to function and understand what was going on around me.

Vexen smirked at me. "Naminé, I see you're walking. That's kind of surprising," he said with a bit of surprise in his voice, "I expected you to still be in the kitchen. Nonetheless, this is an interesting reaction and I'll have to write it down."

"W-What're you talking about?" I struggled to ask.

It was father's turn to approach me. He walked toward me, and I instinctively back away toward the living room window and into a corner. He touched a bit of my hair and swatted it out of my face. I cowered. I tried to focus on him, but the room felt as though it was spinning. The chills were getting colder and I could feel the sweat beginning to trickle down my back from my strain. "Naminé, just stop fighting it. Just relax and I will tell you my solution for your problem," he whispered to me. The way he was trying to be soothing was scaring me. I could hear the malice in his voice. I didn't like it. I didn't like any of this.

"What have you done to me?" My voice was raspy now. I felt my knees turning into jello as I began to slide down the wall toward the ground.

"You've just drank a serum that will put you to sleep for a while. Once you are asleep, Vexen and I will take you to the secret, underground laboratory that is finally finished. There you will be imprisoned throughout your pregnancy and the first years of the child's life so Vexen can experiment on the two of you. He is very interested in the bond between child and mother. We thought you would be the perfect candidate, because you already need to be hidden from society and no one will notice you are gone," he explained evilly.

"Don't fret, Naminé. I'll make sure you enjoy your stay," Vexen laughed.

I hit the floor with an impact I could not feel. I was beginning to numb and couldn't hold my head up anymore. "No, no, I can't," I tried to scream but it only came out as a whisper. I felt like my body was no longer mine to control. I was frustrated; I could faintly feel the tears falling from my eyes.

Father lifted my head and stared into my eyes. It frightened me but I could no longer move. He smirked. "This is the final solution to the problem that is you. I will make sure you never see daylight again. This is your punishment for disgracing our family name again and again with your disobedience and harlot tendencies. I can only hope your child doesn't turn out to be a failure and disgrace like you. Hopefully Vexen's experiments will find a way to mold it away from you and toward excellence," Ansem vowed.

My vision was dimming. My hearing was growing silent. The world around me seemed to have stopped and silence as the darkness began to fall. Was I truly a harlot and a disgrace? Was I a failure? Was this the best solution for me, to be hidden away from society? Maybe it was. Maybe this is what was meant for me. I felt myself beginning to fall even though I was not moving. My head spun and the pressure increased. I knew I wouldn't be able to fight much longer.

People became blurs in my vision. Black shadows with hardly any color. My surroundings were dimming and my mind was going. I felt like I was imagining what I was seeing. Nothing felt or looked real.

"Ansem!"

What was that noise? That faint noise, it sounded familiar.

"What do you want, boy?"

"Let her–."

"Larxene how –, this insolence–."

The pressure around me increased. I felt like I was flying, flying far away from the madness.

"I will have my–."

"Get– and go away to–."

Everything was gone.