A/N: Okay! Sneak peek from Depths of Oblivion, coming up! Enjoy... and remember, Org. fans, go read Depths next.
"I wish it hadn't come to this," he said softly. Something almost human flickered in the not-Xehanort's eyes as they dwelled on the weapon.
"So do I," it answered.
Darkness swirled suddenly around Ansem's feet. Like thick mud, it trapped him when he tried to move. The monster wearing Xehanort's face smiled, its eyes gleaming even more brightly.
"King Mickey told me about these," it said. "Naturally, I was dying to try."
It paced closer.
"You should be thanking me," it said. "One day, all the worlds will know your name."
It began to depart, but appeared to remember something, and turned back.
"You were right about one thing, Master," it said, with a strange little half-smile. "I'm not Xehanort. I never have been. My name is—"
31. Ansem/Beaten
A/N:HA! You thought I'd divulge my precious theories so easily? X3
