I'm fading away.
The damn Keyblade master defeated me.
And come to the think of it, over half of this is Axel's fault. He probably backstabbed us. I should've warned Marluxia. He probably released that little witch, I can hear him laughing right now. Too late, if this really goes according to Axel. Marluxia's next.
Damn that Keyblade Master and his two companion, if that duck and that goof-dog didn't stop me from finishing him off…I…
And Zexion and Lexaeus. After Vexen, Axel's probably planned their demise. Maybe not that big brute. But that strategic coward Zexion can't do a thing if Axel gets him. I don't care about him much anyways.
That sure reminds me, I've got so much to tell him…even if he backstabbed me. Really, it can't be called backstabbing. It was Marluxia's idea to take over the XIII. He's probably doing his job. Out of the lot of us, he's most loyal to The Superior.
He's done much for me, even with that nasty tone. And that look as if he's never ever DONE anything for XIII…he was helpful…and he's got the look. He's also got that fiery battle style that only No.9 stopped him. After all, water beats fire. But thunder beats fire, that's why we mix…
Maybe that's just a figment of my fantasy.
Maybe he did not like me, at all.
But I loved him. As much as I hate him.
I'm off the hook, I guess, instead of nobody, I can be nothing. As my body started to vanish, although no one else heard…I said my last words.
"Axel…why did you do this to me?"
-No.12 Larxene of XIII Organization.