The days began to fall into a fast routine as the Organization met their first set of foes, Sora, Donald and Goofy. Time was spent plotting and scheming, changing allegiances and fighting. Social time was a rarity that everyone admitted they missed, but this was a much larger problem that deserved their full attention. Soon it would be over. How strong could these three be? They looked pathetic.
Axel and Larxene only found mere moments to see one another, and were usually interrupted. Talk was to be centered upon the defeat of Sora. Nothing else. Larxene tried to drop a hint here and there, to assure Axel she still cared.
Axel found himself clinging to her each and every word. It kept him feeling alive.
The heart is a mysterious thing, Axel.
He remembered what she had said, and believed it. He had to have a heart; it revealed itself mysteriously as he longed for her.
The battle seemed to be coming to its end.
Only a bit longer…
Larxene had decided to challenge Sora on her own. She had full confidence. If he'd fall, this entire mess would clear up, and then…
She entered the hallway Sora was occupying…she froze.
A memory flooded her mind. The memory of Axel making love to her, his kiss, the way he would stare at her understanding with an immeasurable amount of affection…
Sora approached her.
She was still lost in her thoughts.
How long had it been since she had touched him? Words could never sum up how much she loved him. She knew this battle was for Axel. She'd win, and then…
Sora came closer.
…They'd once again find the completeness she and Axel cherished.
Her enemy came forward with a surprising amount of agility as he struck Larxene fast against the side, sending her backward against the wall. He smiled and got set to attack again, cards in hand. She looked closer. His eyes held determination, the type that only love can bring. He was fighting for his memories he'd lost. She was fighting for the memories she wanted to make. Larxene focused her energy into a powerful lighting attack, hitting Sora, but not affecting him enough to bring him down. They continued to exchange blows, and Sora showed no sign of getting weary. He actually seemed to get stronger as the battle progressed. The impending victory built up his determination, and she couldn't find an opening to bring him down.
This is it. I've failed…about to become nothing. The fate of a nobody…
She strived for a final attack, but felt her body go limp as he struck her across the head. If she were human, she would bleed. Then Sora would be appalled at the sight, and realized he'd killed someone like him. Ended a life.
But there wasn't a drop of blood shed from Larxene. Only tears, that burned her eyes as she writhed and struggled for life. Pieces of her were fading away. But her love…it remained strong until her very last breath.
"…Axel" she spoke in nothing less than a whisper as she completely vanished. Sora and his friends celebrated the victory and made their way out of the chamber, and the news was spread all too soon.
"Axel," announced a panicked Marluxia, "She's dead."
Axel felt his entire being torn apart at his words. It wasn't true. She would never leave him, would she?
"Her body! Let me see it!" He frantically followed Marluxia to the hall where the fatal battle had taken place.
"You know as well as I that nothing remains. Larxene is no more. There's no proof she was even here in the first place, it's an eerie concept to grasp, but terribly true…"
"Dammit!" Axel found himself on the ground at the very place she faded. Marluxia was right. There was no body, no remains…yet he sensed something that was so like her that he couldn't understand. He felt her love, fighting with all its strength to be rewarded with his.
"At least you got to screw her when you had the chance. Get over it. There are plenty of desperate people out there for you."
"It wasn't like that." Axel's eyes were full of anger and despair, intense with a hatred for anyone who denied the existence of their love.
"Then what was it? You could play around all you liked in your little game. You just convinced yourself you had a relationship and hearts. Those feelings Larxene had for you…all lies. She was a sadistic unfeeling bitch, no cares for anyone but herself. She fed off your so-called attraction. Any of us could have done it for her. You were just the only one dumb enough to fall for it."
Axel lunged at Marluxia at full speed pummeling him with a fire attack, the flames engulfing the entire room."
"When I kill you, I'll send you straight to the hell you've put Larxene through…"
"It's not her fault she felt the Organization was failing. She came to rebel. And this is just the way things had to be."
"But you could have stopped her…fought first. You knew she wasn't strong enough."
"A sacrifice I was willing to make. She was getting in the way after all. Too distracted, too unskilled…"
Axel attacked fiercely, and Marluxia countered with a cluster of petals.
"Bring back any precious memories?" Marluxia smirked, as he saw Axel's eyes widen.
The garden. Larxene was so full of life, her body vivaciousand soft. Her hands had held him. Her legs caressed his; her hair fell across her eyes like a veil. The curtain of petals fell away, and Marluxia, exhaustedly exited the room as Axel burned every last remain of a flower in sight.
She was gone, but he'd have to go on. Her memory would only pull him back. There was still comfort to be found, if he could find Roxas. Though his friend could never relieve him of the loss he'd suffered, Roxas could serve as an antidote. He'd put his entire being into finding him, and then try to forget any of this happened. He kneeled at the spot where she had been and kissed the floor, tears falling from his eyes. This was his goodbye. Now began his search for solace.
