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Writer's Note: Well, it's official, the Organization has officially been dubbed "The 13th Order". Already the news is coming for this story's doom, but for continuity purposes, I shall still refer to it as the Organization, and also as that is what it was called in CoM. This chapter is short because I don't have much time, but feel I should put something in, that AND, Axel isn't going to be showing up much for a little while longer, but it's been 11 chapters since we've seen him. Though I will tell you, 25 is a fun number, so the next chapter will be just as short, but it's a special "guest" chapter. It will be told from a POV that isn't in the Organization (who will it be? The guessing game begins).
Axel
I walked home from work. Another day in "Twilight Town". Boring stuff this was. There was no fighting, no wildlife, not the ideal location for a mercenary.
Ever since that night at my world, I had begun a search in my spare time. I was making a living as a security guard around town, but when I could, I went around to all the homes seeking information on this brown-robed guy. I looked everywhere, but there was no sign of Cali. No one knew where she was, I had given up hope. Hope was now forsaken to me, as was most of my happiness. I hadn't met anyone from my world here, but there were others from different worlds, all speaking of black creatures with glowing yellow eyes. Other types varried from world to world, sometimes matches came up, like these giant, floating blobs, someone had called them "Darkballs". One guy I met had just arrived not two days ago. He said his name was Li Shang. His people's entire army had been defeated by the black creatures. He also spoke of humans who had helped him battle the creatures. They had called the invaders "Heartless", and fought alongside the 'Chinese' army. Shang told me that they were warriors from other worlds, powerful fighters, who fought in black robes, and were shrouded in darkness and mystery. Despite their help, Shang's world had apparently fallen. Like me, he had simply blacked out, and awoke here. I asked him about the brown-robed man, but he couldn't help me. Though I did have a suspect. Shang said that the foriegn warriors spoke one name more than others, and it was spoken in an unfriendly manner. The name was Ansem. Though I didn't know if this was the same man I sought, I also asked around for information on this "Ansem" as well now, maybe someone could provide clarity.
I was now filled with a lot of anger and hatred. Hatred at the brown-man, and hatred for these black warriors. Where were they when we needed them most? Were they picking and choosing where they would help? Why hadn't they saved us? Saved Cali...
Whoever they were, they, and the brown-robed man, would pay, and pay dearly.