Existence
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First Chapter:
Simply Lacking Existence
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"I do not own KH2 or any of its related trademarks and characters, etc. "
BUT. The plot and OC's are mine.
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I can't breathe.
The hell?
I opened my eyes, half expecting to find myself with my head buried in my pillow, trying to block out my sister's nagging.
Instead, I was under water.
Am I? I can't really tell. See, I'm sort of floating—I wave my arms and legs around, but I touch nothing. I can't breathe either. That makes sense right?
I just can't see. Everything around me is black. All I can see are my own limbs, trying to find something solid to hold onto.
Ok, now I'm starting to panic. I swam in all directions, but was always met with the same nothingness. I tried swimming upwards, but I never surfaced, so I became unsure of which way is up. Joy, now I'm confusing myself.
And the poor, confused me continued to swim, frantically-ish searching for something to climb, or at least an end to the water. I was running out of breath.
And in the most clichéd way, I heard a voice.
No, it's not the schizophrenia-induced voices I hear every so often. I hope.
And then I saw a hand reach down, not so very far from me. Dammit, the surface was just a bit ahead!
Stupid.
At the moment, I didn't give a damn about who the arm belonged to. It seemed like it was reaching for me; trying to help? Eagerly I kicked upwards, grabbing onto the hand. Amazingly, it pulled me up with what seemed like little effort.
Guess water makes me lighter. Heh.
My head broke through the surface first, and I took what I assumed was the biggest breath ever. I let go of the hand, and helped myself from there.
I guess that's how I am- use help when I need it, and become an independent bitch when I don't. Heh.
And even so, I let whoever it was that pulled me up help me out, just a little.
Well, waking up underwater does make you sort of dizzy. Especially since you can't breath! (Indignant hmph) I stumbled a little, but caught myself before I could fall and do myself some damage.
Blinking the water out of my eyes, I turned on the person who helped me, glare set and ready. Didn't I tell you that I'm a bitch?
"Who are you and where the fuck am I!" I hissed, crossing my arms over my chest. Strangely enough, that's my...erm, 'battle stance'. It's always good to surprise the enemy.
"My, what foul language." The figure flinched slightly. I quirked a brow. Funny, no one's ever made that comment before. Maybe they were all too scared to. Heh.
"Are you going to answer my question or not?" I persisted.
A sigh. "Name's Axel. Got it memorized?" He pointed a finger to his head, as if making a point. What a dork.
"And my other question?"
"Your name first, m'lady." I couldn't see his face, but I could...feel him smirking.
"Kilanè." And I waited for the comments about how 'unique' her name was. They always came when I introduced myself. And every time, I shut them up with a nasty comment of my own. I was a quick thinker.
"Cute." I could feel him mocking me now. I fought back a growl—something unusual I can do.
"Where. The. Fuck. Am. I?" I asked, slowing my words. For all I knew, he was mentally retarded and didn't get my question.
"You are in Nothingness."
Blink.
Blink.
Blink.
"What the fuck?" I tilted my head, contemplating. Nothingness?
Sanity level depleting to zero.
"The world where those who no longer exist reside." Cute, Axel was trying to sound intelligent.
"That doesn't make sense." I grumbled
"Why won't it? It's just as I said." He continued. I just frowned.
"'Cause I do exist. See?" I poked my self in the arm. Hey, look, my finger didn't go through!
"That's not how it works. See, nothing can truly disappear- just change forms- or end up somewhere else." He paused, as if letting it sink in. Oh come on, that was something I learned in eight grade science. Give me something harder, will ya? "And when you faded-"
"Faded?" I cut him off, repeating that word.
"Yes, faded. When a Nobody's other is-"
And again, I had to cut him off. He must hate me by now. "Do I look like a nobody to you?" And here comes my cocky side. Right, I wasn't exactly the most popular at school, but I was definitely somebody; an infamous bitch who's wrath is a thousand times worst than that of Hell's, as the legend says. Heh.
"You may be, but you don't know it." Huh? That doesn't make much sense either. It seemed like he caught my confusion, 'cause he started to explain.
My old confusion was replaced with a new one as he talked of Heartless and Nobodies, how they're formed, and all that lovely shit.
"And you're..."
"A Nobody. So is everyone else here." I blinked again.
"And they all belong to this Organization XIII?" He nodded.
"The Organization consists of high ranking Nobodies, and-"
"You said that already." This time, I could feel him glare. I smirked in return. "And from what I gather, the low-ranking Nobodies looked like messed up things in white." He nodded. "And I don't look like that. And if I were a Nobody, wouldn't I be part of this Organization?" As much as that made sense, nothing clicked.
"I guess...but then why are you here?"
"Good question."