Oh, I can't believe I actually got to Ch.7! My stuff usually dies by now. Sora finally knows for certain that he is the Anti-form. I think the darker side of Zaetyne's personality will pop back up, I also realized, upon re-reading my work that the action has died down again. huff well I'll have to try to fix that. Oh, and while reading I noticed a lot of little typos…annoying things…
As for the other Org.13 members, I've never played CoM and don't really know them, what I do know came from fics I've read so if their off or misspelled, please let me know.
Anyway, because it's pretty much becomes a joke to repeat it with each new chapter, but I don't own KH, Final Fantasy, or anything of the like.
Chapter 7(Zaetyne- World That Never Was)
Zaetyne knew that her heartless self was starving and would want out very soon. Oh, well. Let it growl and howl. Right now it could do little harm. As long as she kept control. Which was proving harder and harder.
This organization 13 was a bunch of fools. Personality conflicts. Each one as odd and dejected as the last. Zaetyne had never really been an optimist, but the circumstance of her creation, and the date there of, were reason enough.
These idiots were all depressed while denying they had emotions. Zaetyne would eventually have to get the energy to inform them that Emotion was as physical as it was mental. She just didn't feel like it. Right now the only one she could tolerate was Roxas. And occasionally Demyx, but his bright naïveté, eventually got to her and she sent him away.
"What are you going to do?" The youngest of the No bodies asked.
Physically they were roughly the same age. Zaetyne's Original had been 15 when they were split. Zaetyne didn't remember that much.
"For now. Wait." Zaetyne looked out form the balcony on the ridiculously bright castle. "It'll find it's way to me. And when it does, Sora won't be a problem ever again."
"What will? What do you mean?"
Zaetyne only smirked.
(Sora-Port Royal)
He hadn't gone back to the others. He didn't know if they were even still alive, but he couldn't go back. He'd managed to get to shore. But it had been in a dejected way. He could see his own, Shadow covered hands moving through the water, and jumping up the shore before disappearing off to do who only knew what.
He quit paying attention to what it was doing. Noticing only once that his hands were covered in blood, but not knowing where it came from. Exhausted, broken and feeling betrayed, Sora settled into a corner. His darker personality willing to wait and let Sora cry himself into unconsciousness.
After that it was all too easy for it, to take the bruised personality and move it gently, less it get woken up, to have control over the body. To do what it liked, first would be to find if that bird were still alive.
(Demyx)
Demyx had been told to come and see what the aftermath of the wreckage held. Blood, feathers, bits of driftwood were all he could see. Still, Demyx didn't want to go back without solid proof of what had happened. His finger twitched wanting to play his Sitar, but Zaetyne was more scary then Larxene.
In fact, she had enough of the savage nymph and had when, Larxene had tried to get bossy, broken the older…was Larxene older then Zaetyne…No Body's wrist. Easily. Dropping a lightning-sparking knife to the floor, kicking it out of her reach and without even looking at her, told her to knock the act off.
Larxene! Zaetyne told Larxene, the savage nymph, to knock her act off! Demyx was still shocked. But he'd been afraid too. Larxene had given him a death glare. She would not get Zaetyne back, nope, Zaetyne was protected. Roxas too had protection.
Demyx let out a little whimper. He was the only one who could receive that kind of abuse. And he would. Demyx knew it, so if he could be out and doing something, he really didn't care what, then he would be out of harm's way.
A noise startled the No Body. The Melodious Nocturne turned and blinked at a moving shadow.
"Sora?" Demyx asked, grinning.
Oh, he knew that the heartless-once great hero and annoying whelp- was strong, but he also knew a little trick for keeping himself safe. A neat little snippet from Zaetyne's dark heartless mind. He didn't worry much. It also told him what he needed to know. Someone hadn't survived the wreckage.
Somewhere in this mess of wood, or buried in the ocean was a body. One of Sora's many, many, friends hadn't made it when his masterpiece had returned to the ocean.
Demyx open a portal and stepped through to inform Zaetyne of his news. As Sora skidded to a halt not far from where he'd been standing. Staying calm was very helpful with the Antis.
Demyx got two steps before he was grabbed by his hood and jerked back. He forced himself not to whimper, but he could not stop the trembling. He knew, before they could talk, who had a hold of him.
"Well, Well, if it isn't the artist. Going to report to that little bitch?"
Demyx gasped hoping he could get out of it with his annoying attitude. "You shouldn't talk that way!"
"Why not? Does it bother little Demyx?" Larxene's tone was mocking and Demyx realized the hopelessness of his situation. "How about we play a little game, Demyx, I have a new toy, especially for you."
This time Demyx could not have kept his whimper to himself, if he'd had his mouth-sewn shut. Which was all too likely to happen.
(Cloud- Hollow Bastion)
Things were not going well. Not that Cloud had expected them too. Leon had immediately doubted Vincent, Yuffie had refused to stop talking, and Merlin and Cid got into an argument that nearly electrocuted everyone in the room when that blasted computer was hit and started to spark. Then Tifa finally caught up with him…
Why was no one he knew quiet?
(Roxas- World That Never Was)
"Where is he?" Zaetyne had been in a bad mood all day.
Roxas didn't think it wise to keep upsetting her. He could play peacemaker but for how long? He didn't really want to tempt anything too drastic, there was no way to know how Zaetyne would take to contact, though he'd enjoy it. He knew he would not enjoy getting decked.
But then he didn't have emotions did he?
"He'll show up, sooner or later."
Though it wasn't like Demyx to keep someone who could hurt him waiting. He was annoying that way. Roxas got up from where he'd been sitting, watching Zaetyne look out over the city, instead of up at their Kingdom Hearts, and looked her over again. Zaetyne had let her hair fall into one of her eyes, not too different from Zexion, it was longer and slightly paler, more a cream the silver too, but it looked better on her. She seemed lost and didn't like hanging around in one place.
Left over thoughts from her Heartless mind, hopefully.
Wait, Hope? Ha. Where had that come from? He was a No Body. No Emotions. Roxas couldn't believe had actually had to remind himself…He must be losing his touch.
"I'm going to go and see if he forgot." Roxas told Zaetyne.
For her Part, Zaetyne glanced back but kept focused on the distance horizon. He was about to open the door when her voice stopped him.
"Roxas?" She asking, looking a little over her shoulder. "Don't take too long."
Roxas nodded, not certain if she could see it.
He found Demyx all right. And felt his temper go through the roof. Larxene had one of her torture devices up and running. Hmm. It was a new one; he'd never seen it before. And Roxas had personal experience with the things, before he'd become so important to their goals, and was now considered Zaetyne's toy. He hadn't bothered to correct the rumor, let these idiots think what they will.
"Larxene, what the hell are you doing?"
"Playing. Why does miss priss want her music box back?"
At First Roxas had thought It was anger that drove Larxene into beating Demyx into a bloody pulp. After all, no one told Larxene to back off. Or that they weren't at least semi-afraid of her temper. Maybe it had to do with Zaetyne being female. Larxene had been the only girl in the organization. Not anymore.
"If you have a problem with Zaetyne take it up with her." Roxas replied, not daunted. "Or are you afraid of her?"
Larxene all but hissed. Picking up her knives. Roxas wasn't worried. Larxene was all steam as far as he was concerned.
Roxas wasn't really tempted to fight. Odd, as he normally was. But he wanted to get Demyx and himself out before Zaetyne showed up. He knew Xemnas knew she was strong and that her Heartless side could pop up at any moment, but the rest of the organization hadn't been with him when he'd found her, sleeping in her little cave. They didn't know that it was true.
Twilight Keeper
My Idea for this chapter died before I could finish it fully…ugh. Anyway, I know how to start the next chapter at least. And I'd like to thank Yeshua for her mention of my fic, and ultimately for posting hers. It's a really good read and called Twilight Existence. Honestly, I'm not certain if this fiction would have existed with out a push in the right direction. So yeah…boy, I rambled a lot in this chap…hmm. Until the next one, bye.