Walking through the halls of Soras memory the Riku Replica couldn't help but feel agitated, and lonely. He took it upon himself to find and defeat Sora if it was the last thing he did. Even if he had lost to the real Riku.

But at that time he decided to isolate himself from his creator and all members of the organization. For due to the circumstances they would only see him as an item, a weapon, but never a person.

His grip on the fake Soul Eater tightened as those thoughts ran through his head. Looking up at the "sky" of the memory he was in, he could sence that there was something in hiding nearby...

"Come and get me you cowards!"

The moment he shouted Heartless rose from the ground and materialized into being. Dark Balls opened their gaping mouths and rushed at him. Dodging the charge he then brought the blade around and struck a Dark Ball in the back, knocking it into a Screw Diver. The Heartless then realized that their "prey" could fight back so they charged again in full force. The Screw Diver brandished its spear and brought it down upon Riku Replica. In response he held up Soul Eater to parry the attack. However this left him wide open to a strike and he was knocked over by a Dark Ball. He growled in pain as he struggled to get back up.

"Now you've done it…"

He held out his hand. In his palm a white light began to glow.

"Dark Firaga!"

A violent white light shot out of his hand and hit the Dark Balls. They seemed to freeze in mid-flight and disappeared in a cloud of darkness. Riku Replica then looked to the Screw Diver and grinned.

"You're next!"

The two rushed at each other. There was a clang of metal as the two struck their blades over and over again. Neither combatant showed signs of fatigue, and the battle lasted for what seemed like ages. And then….

A yellow beam was fired from a given direction. It hit the Screw Diver and obliterated it instantly.

"What!"

Riku Replica looked in the way of where the beam came from. And he was met with something that made even the most ferocious Heartless look like a dandelion.

The thing was shaded in darkness, it was impossible to tell what color or markings were on it. But Riku Replica was able to make out that the thing had claws, claws that were attached to long dangling arms. It was hunched over; its hind body was draped within the darkness. Its head was oval shaped and it had large catlike ears. Spines draped upon its head and down its neck, looking like stiff hair. The only light was reflected on its "mouth" which glinted as if metal. Its teeth were all incisors, each looking as sharpened as an executioners axe. But the most alarming thing was its blazing red eyes.

"Who are you?"

The thing "chuckled" its mouth moving roboticly.

That doesn't concern you

Riku Replica jumped at the voice. Its voice rang through his head, even though it had a mouth.

"Then what are you doing here?"

That also doesn't concern you, you're lucky I missed and killed the Heartless instead.

Riku Replica then had a wave of cold fear rush through him. This thing, whatever it was, was it too a Heartless? And if it was… it was the first to talk. Something raced through his head.

"Are you from Soras memory?"

No, although at the same time you could say yes.

"Start making sense!"

The thing chuckled again and it wiggled its claws in an excited way.

I'm the remnants of someone Sora took the life of, in his memories here his hatred towards me is abnormally strong, I have no idea as to why though….

"Perhaps you tried killing somebody? One.. of his friends?"

Riku Replicas voice faltered, friends, another thing he didn't have.

The thing laughed this time and turned his head a few times.

Maybe that IS the case, but all I can say is that Soras hatred has created this form of me, and I daresay that it is QUITE an improvement, I think he hates me more than Maleficent… but if anyone is going to be hated it's going to be Soras hatred of YOU being a copy

The thing was starting to sound cocky, and Riku Replica couldn't stand it.

"Just shut up!"

Hmm? Shut up? Why should I shut up? I don't need to listen to you, a copy of all things.

"SHUT UP!"

Copy! Copy! COPY!

Riku Replica gave out a yell and raced at the thing, Soul Eater aimed right at its head.

I don't think so….

The thing snapped its claws and Riku Replica found himself sailing through the air. A second later he was sprawled out upon the cold marble floor of Castle Oblivion. He cursed under his breath and sat up.

"Stupid……."

Whatever that thing was, he hated it. Oh JOY. Now he had both Sora and that.. thing to deal with.

But what did it want with Sora? Or him? Or… did it want the Organization as well?

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Vexen toiled away at his work, soon he had the katals final designs cut out and they only needed polishing.

"Enough with the décor, time for the real thing…."

Getting out of his chair Vexen took hold of the hair strand and dragon gem.

Now there was a machine that Vexen rarely ever used, even in some of his greater experiments. The thing had a computer at one end of it. Then there was a processing appliance that took the DNA and constructed a body out of the data. In the last section of the machine was a "tank", which was propped on a pedestal, which was four feet high. The tank held faint greenish liquid and was about two feet deep and was about 7 x 10. This was where the actual creation of his biological experiments was created. They would lie in slumber until Vexen would awake them. The replica of Riku was created in a similar way.

He took the strand and gem and inputted it into the computer. He then tugged a strand of his own hair and placed it inside the sample extractor.

Soon his hands were like a clockwork robot as he inputted the instructions needed to create the weapon. The three samples were crushed and sent to the second part of the machine. He continued clicking away at the machine, programming the weapons appearance, its gender, its height, and its abilities. An exhausting three hours of this and he finally came to something that suited him.

"Perfect"

He finally clicked the "enter" button and the second section hummed to life, it began to churn out a certain something that lazily clouded the specimen tank.

"Now the only thing to do is to wait."

Waiting however was something Vexen was not good at, even with him being a scientist. When he had to wait for something he usually slept it out. And he wasn't about to break his code of conduct. Giving out a yawn he kept the machine on and found his way to his cot. Grumbling he lay down upon it and shut his eyes.

"Need to afford a better frikkin' bed."

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Vexen lazily opened his eyes. And a strange sight greeted him.

Instead of being greeted by the cold and dark atmosphere of his lab he found himself in a canyon expanse. The rocks were a light blue, and seaweed grew in abundance.

Seaweed?

Vexen gave a gasp of alarm but was greeted with air instead of water. He could breathe, even being underwater.

I'm in a dream….

Gliding along in his dream world Vexen began to get edgy; he had never once had a dream in his life, what did it all mean?

"HEY!"

Vexen almost had a heart attack as a voice blared out from behind him. Turning around he saw Larxene running at him at a full sprint.

"Larxene?"

Then something even weirder happened.

Larxene grabbed a hold of Vexen and wrapped her arms around him. She clung to him as if for dear life. Vexen was shocked. Larxene was the one to always stick to a fight no matter what, and here she was sobbing her eyes out.

"It's coming! Sora can't stop it, Marluxia can't stop it, and it's going to kill us Vexen! Kill us!"

Vexens eyes widened in alarm as he returned Larxenes "embrace" to protect her. He then looked around.

"What's going to kill us?"

Before Larxene could answer a mysterious melody filled the air. It was a young girl's voice, perhaps 16 or 17. The voice was so beautiful that Vexen felt like going to sleep; it was like a hypnotic spell.

"Vexen! Don't fall asleep oh God oh God DON'T fall asleep!"

Larxenes shouts knocked Vexen back to his senses. He then shouted out into the watery abyss, trying to reach beyond the melody.

"Who are you?"

The melody stopped and a maniacal laugh filled the air. Larxenes grip on Vexen tightened as the voice continued to ring about them. She then shouted out.

"STOP IT!"

And with that the laughing stopped. There was silence around the two of them. Vexen however did not let his guard down, whatever that voice was it was still with them, he knew it.

His hunch was proven as he heard a giggle from behind. The two wheeled around and above them on a cliff sat a 17-year-old girl. She had ebony black hair that went down to her waist. Her eyes were a crimson red that seemed to cut Vexens mind like daggers. She wore a white dress. Resting on her lap was a golden Prodigal Spear. She would have been like any normal girl, had it not been for her strange skin color that was between an ashen gray and a lavender hue.

Whoever it was though, Vexen knew that she meant harm.

"What do you want with us?"

The girl giggled and grinned.

"I dunno, maybe I want to take that key of Soras, or crush your bones. Break you apart, kill you… I'm not too sure."

Larxene hid her face in Vexens jacket again. Vexens brows furrowed and he scowled at the girl.

"You'll be the one who will die!"

"No…. You will."

The girl giggled again and she waved her hand in front of her mouth. When her hand left on her mouth was a metallic jaw, the teeth were all incisors, each looking as sharpened as an executioners axe.

For Soras memories will be your downfall……

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Vexen awoke with a start. His breath was short, his brow covered in sweat.

There was something in Castle Oblivion that wanted them dead. Its power was even greater than Soras or Marluxias. But if that was the case, what would?

A splash diverted his attention to something else.

His jaw dropped as he saw a human like figure sitting up in the tank.

Vexens creation had woken up on its own.