Note: I am sorry for the suckeyness that is the last chapter and this one, but I am trying to move this story along. It will be better next chapter.

Also, I didn't plan on revealing Number II's identity so soon, but I did, so eat it.

Bold is when Hiero is angry! He talks in bold!

Hiero was now in a prison cell. He was in a corner, and was like a ball. He didn't know where Auron was or Beast. Or, Beast and his new Nobody.

He went over what happened in his mind again. After defeating Draxern, he made his way to the ballroom. There Auron and Beast duked it out, when finnaly Auron stabbed his sword into Beast's heart. Then Draxern appeared and annouced this was his plan all along, to turn Beast against the Resistence. Auron pulled his blade out and ran, but it was too late. Beast split into two parts. One was a grey version of himself that looked more like a Nobody. The second was his Heartless, a giant form similar to Beast in shape, with massive claws and teeth, and black in color. Then Hiero was hit over the head by something, and everything went black.

So now there he was, waiting for his fate. He already tried using the scythe against the bars of the cell, but to no avail.

Hiero then heard the first noise in a while, a creeking of a door. Hiero jumped up to the sound and ran to the bars. He looked out to the left and saw nothing.

Suddenly he felt a cold fist connect with his cheek. He spit blood everywhere and jumped backward into the cell, feeling his hurt face. A figure was at the cell bars. His hood covered his face, but Hiero knew full well who it was.

"You bastard Draxern!" Hiero spat. Draxern laughed eviliy. " Insult me all you want. Beast is now at mine my command, and Auron his powerless. Soon I will bring you to Number I, and he will punish you for your traitorisim."

Hiero said nothing. He no longer cared about his fate. He didn't really care about anything anymore. If he had stayed with the Organization, the other members would surely plot his downfall. And now that he is with the Resistence, Draxern has him on a platter.

Draxern walked away laughed eviliy. Hiero stood up. His rage was un controllable. He felt himself losing control. He summoned his scythe but didn't know it. All he could see was the color red.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!

He slammed the scythe down on the bars, which shattered on impact. He ran out of his cell, smashing everything. He smashed every cell he saw. He even smashed the walls.

He heard Draxern yell from a few hundred yards away. " What the hell? Nobodies, attack!"

Hiero turned around to see many Nobodies appear with raphiers much like Draxern's. The circled Hiero, who merely laughed.

Come and get me.

They charged, but Hiero just slashed once and hit them all. They dissappeared, and he charged after Draxern.

Why don't you fight me Draxern?

Draxern was now above Hiero, but they could still see each other because above was many balconies over looking the prison cells. He looked down and smiled at Hiero. " I don't want to waste my energy on traitor trash."

Draxern lifted his left hand and pointed it foward.

Beast appeared in the middle of the prison hallway. Hiero smiled his evil smile and prepared himself to fight. He wasn't scared of Beast, even though as a Nobody he was ten times stronger.

Let's dance, Beast.

Sora meditated on top of Hollow Bastion castle. He was very worried that his secret weapon was now his enemy. But he wasn't thinking about that now.

You! Get away from my child!

Pyscho!

Heretic!

Scum!

You couldn't even save us from the Heartless!

Some wielder of the Keyblade.

He opened his eyes. The memory of the people he saved that pushed him away from society caused him to hate everything even more. He had killed Xemnas, he had stopped Organization XIII, yet they still hunted him down and wished him dead. He hated them. And now the past was haunting him even more.

"Why do you let what is done haunt you?"

Number II stood behind Sora. His silver hair blew in the wind.

Sora stood up and faced him. "I could have saved her. I could have but I didn't."

"You couldn't have helped Naminè."

Sora summoned his Oathkepper Keyblade and looked at it. " Istill have a promise to fufill."

Number II's face turned from calm to angry. " She is dead! I killed her myself!"

Sora charged Number II, even though Sora already knew this. He tried to slash Number II, who summoned a black as night broadsword and blocked it. In the other hand he shot a blast of darkness, which struck Sora in the chest.

"You can't kill me. Xenahort." Sora said, and he smiled. Blood escaped from his motuh and dripped down his lip.

Xenahort smiled and stabbed Sora in the gut. Sora's face did not show pain, but blood gushed from his mouth. Xenahort threw back Sora's hood, to reveal who it truley was.

Number I was not Sora.

It was Roxas.

Hiero slashed Beast in the solar plex. The Nobdy did not notice and slashed Hiero twice with his claws. He tore Hiero's shirt and badly wounded him. They went on like this for a while, when finally Hiero collaspe. His head hit the cold floor hard, and a small puddle of blood formed around him.

Draxern walked down the stairs, clapping slowly. " Good boy Beast."

Draxern appraoched Hiero, who didn't look up. He felt a cold boot in his ribcage, followed by massive amounts of pain.

"Your weak, Hiero."

Hiero didn't have a witty comment to reply with. He just slowly lost conciousness.