It all happened in the end. Sora and his three friends waking from their slumber; not remembering why they were in the cold lifeless shell of the once grand Castle Oblivion.

They set off back, by themselves, unknowingly forgetting about the ones that helped them; the ones that fought by his side.

Zexion watched the trio walk down the path from his perch at the castle spires.

"Think we'll ever meet them again?" He didn't bother to look back at Axel and Lexaeus, both of which we lounging in the morning sun.

"Who knows," Axel shrugged and graced his superior with a look, "if we do we might be on opposites sides next time."

"Gaux had a word with Xemnas." Lexaeus decided it best for the others to know.

"And?"

"She's achieved rank one, Xemnas was found out to be just as corrupted as Marluxia had been. In the end he wanted to use us all for his own gains, Gaux found it in her place to stop him."

The group remained silent at the news. To think that Xemnas, their own leader of which whom most had not seen in several years; had been as power hungry as a lower rank.

"And it's been a year since Gaux came into being. You think they'll ever revert to their old form?"

"The Heart's a mysterious thing," Zexion looked to the morning light, "That's why the Organization exists doesn't it? To finally find out why we're like this, why the worlds are like they are. We'll find all the answers someday."

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Gaux sat upon the throne in the world that never was. Her wings flapped gingerly as she thought about the events that had occurred over the past year. The other Organization members Xigbar, Saix, Demyx, Luxord, and Xaldin were all shocked at the turn of events. As apology for not seeing the signs earlier they now devoted their time only for research to better the Organization.

But something else was troubling Gaux

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"You've achieved more than you could ever think of Vexen."

"And it was all thanks to you Larxene."

"And now we're here, the most power unknown of all, the greatest nobody, and what do we have to show for it?"

"Are you angry?"

"It's just" Larxene stammered, "I wish we could be remembered, that Sora could smile when he sees us again."

"He will see us again someday."

"But-"

"Everything will be fine Larxene, besides, someone's coming."

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Namine, Lorenzo, and Riku Replica approached the throne and bowed to the Superior. Gaux gave a nod to show that they needn't bow. After the events that occurred at the Castle Gaux found it to her interest to treat the three as if they were her family. Namine had, and still was keeping an eye on Sora. Riku Replica kept in touch with the rest Organization and made sure that what happened with Marluxia and Xemnas would never occur again.

Lorenzo seemed off balance due to the wing that was sliced off during the battle waged with Marluxia. The wound had been treated quickly by both Gaux and Namine and she had recovered quickly. Ever since then she divided her service between helping both Namine and Riku Replica.

"What news do you bring?"

"It's been a year Superior," Riku Replica couldn't help but bow a little, "can we go to the town for awhile?"

"Well," Gaux smirked and stood up, "that sounds like a plan."

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Twilight Town, caught between night and day.

The streets were empty, the residents gone to bed, despite the constant light. There was no soul in sight, except for four figures sitting atop the clock tower, gazing into the "setting" sun.

Namine let her feet dangle over the tower as they looked out to the ocean. She knew that there were still many more adventures waiting for them.

Riku Replica was grateful. Grateful that he was with something he could call family, grateful that everything had worked out.

Gaux had her arms folded and she continued to look to the dim light of the sun. Her conflicting thoughts were cast away and she smiled at the fact that she was not a Nobody at all.

Lorenzo had her eyes fixed at the street; watching for movement. And then she saw it.

"Guys! The Train's coming!"

Sure enough it was. And from the last train car stepped out a young boy with an upright dog and duck. Namine jumped up and waved at him.

"Sora!"

The boy looked up at the four figures atop the tower. He knew that he'd never met them, but something told him that, well, maybe he did.

He gave a grin and waved back, and as one, everyone smiled.

THE END