Disclaimers: I don't own Square-enix(one day...one day...) or any of its characters.
This is my first Fan fiction so don´t mind if I screw up or something…even if the spelling or grammar is wrong, English is not my mother tongue.
There also are KH2 spoilers…the story takes place X time after KH2. The title comes from being rebirth the first time as a nobody, and then this rebirth. I also liked my title for this chapter; it shows open possibilities and other stuff. Plus, it sounds great. Even more, it's linked to something Demyx says in the chapter.
There will be Zexion X Demyx and Axel X Roxas but only as far as the game itself took it.Lastly,all OOC regarding Demyx is intended; It´s like I imagine him in a deprssion, a depresion caused by the memories of his painful childhood(To be revealed in future chapters). All other OOC isn´t on purpose, though, so sorry.
Important Note: The summaries that appear linked to the story are that os the lastest chapter. The universal summary(Note I´m not calling it definite, as it may change over time) can be found at my profile page.
Also note that this is one of the worst chapters, in other words next chapters are better. It would make me really happy if youd give them a try even if you didnt like this chapter.
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Rebirth Again Chapter one: Fate may have a happy ending
By: Julian Linares(The guy who never was)
The Organization XIII. A group of people hated by some simply for not existing, and hated by other for wanting to exist.
Doomed to oblivion by the hand of a foolish boy. A chosen keyblader who killed them because he was told to by a magician associated with a king fooled by an old man. An old man called Ansem the wise.
Ansem, or DiZ, was a researcher who feared the darkness and thus experimented with it. A man who brought all of the destruction caused by the heartless, and driven only by a fear based on folklore tales.
And from those heartless, the nobodies and the Organization XIII were born.
Then, driven by revenge and misconceptions, he marked the end of the Organization, while keeping his own hands clean. He influenced people and moved the pieces behind the stage to make others do that dirty work for him.
He kidnapped a nobody named Naminé, to force her to erase the memories of another nobody called Roxas, to be able to use his main piece in the downfall of the Organization XIII. Never did he think about the feelings of the nobodies themselves.
But the question is, were those feelings even real? Or were they they faked since the beginning?
Darkness was all he could see, and utter silence surrounded him. He couldn't count the time he had spent in the nothingness. Demyx was trying to remember how he got there.
"I told them they had sent the wrong guy."
…Or maybe not. Maybe they already knew he would die at the hands of Roxas--no, at the hands of Sora. The Organization had tired out of his eternal whining and self-talking. But they had no right. No right to judge him for this; they never met him before he stopped being somebody.
Demyx could only compare soaring in the darkness to swimming in cold water--and water was one thing Demyx knew about. How he'd like to play some music, but his blue sitar just wouldn't appear. How he'd like to-
"Ouch!" He shouted as his head bumped into the ground, "Why is it always me?" Demyx would have kept on complaining to no one, but a nice surprise, or perhaps not that much, kept him from doing so. He found himself at the top of the memory skyscraper.
"Wow, my luck finally IS changing!" he smiled wider every word "Maybe I should go check on the castle!" But a thought interrupted his cheerful exclamations, "they probably don't mind I'm death. My proof at the proof of existence may not even be there anymore," his head was now facing the roof of the building, or his ground to be more exact.
After a short thinking time on what he could do, he noticed no one really minded if he had died or not, and at least there he had a room. "Well, I don't have anywhere else to go anyway…so I might as well see how they're doing..." And with that, he made water slowly take him down from the stairless skyscraper.
He arrived at the castle, and his proof was still there, however it had been shattered to pieces. As all the other proves.
"Aww man, I am totally not cleaning this mess!" Not that saying it would stop the superior from making him clean up the whole castle. If the Superior was there, of course...
Demyx kept walking a little and hit something while he was watching the moonlight that came from the window. The same moonlight he used to play music under. He fell to the ground, and when he opened his eyes, as the last time, he found a surprise. His face turned pale and filled with disbelief.
"Y-you? You must be a…a…a ghost! I thought you were…dead..." The last word came in a whisper.
"Weren't YOU dead?" Zexion anwered in his regular emotionless tone, with his regular emotionless face. It would make little difference if he was faceless.
"Well… yes… I kind of guess…" Demyx scratched his head. "Soooo…what's up? Why are the proves broken? Specially yours; I can´t even see your weapon!" By now his face had it´s normal tone.
"All the members died. But here we are, again" Zexion closed his eyes. Or at least the eye Demyx could see.
"Maybe fate has a happy ending for us after all!" Demyx smiled as only he could.
"I wouldn't make illusions. You're only deluding yourself," the words felt like bombs to Demyx. Zexion was right. In fact, Zexion was much more accurate that what he himself knew. "The others are having a discussion right now."
"Were you waiting for me?" His eyes widen like those of a puppy, with a blue luster.
Zexion opened his eye, but didn´t look at Demyx. "I was ordered to," and with that, the cloaked schemer turned and left. He didn´t like to talk, and this had been (at least for him) an extremely long and pointless conversation.
Demyx walked to the meeting slowly, thinking of himself. Something he had stopped to do for a long, long time. For his surprise, even Axel the traitor was there. Axel was just a rank upper than him, yet his powers were far more powerful than Demyx´s. Or at least that's how Demyx thought. Being claimed as the weakest, he must be the weakest… right?
"As you all know, for unknown reasons all of us have appeared again."
"We never existed, how could we ever cease to?" Luxord surely was a master of the speech. He held his rigth hand just below his mouth, while his arm was just over his left arm. Just as always.
"But make no mistake, we won't have another chance. We must make no mistakes this time, for Kingdom Hearts awaits us!" Many members doubted Xenmas; he would always say that Kingdom Hearts awaited them.
"Make no mistakes? Last time I checked you were defeated too," Axel was as sharp as ever. Never missing a chance to make those kinds of commentaries.
"Silence! You're still under inspection, Axel. If it wasn't for you, the boy would have perished that time."
"Sorry. My bad I guess," Xenmas didn't reply, but his eyes showed he wasn't exactly happy to hear again Axel´s infamous teasing.
"Also, I am keeping an eye on everyone involucrated in the incident of Castle Oblivion. That means you, Larxene, Marluxia, Vexen, Lexaeus, and Zexion."
"..." Lexaeus and Vexen seemed to be about to complain. But none of them did.
"Our plan this time will be swift, but-" Demyx didn't listen to anything that the superior said, or ordered to be precise, after that. He had dived in his own past. In the memories of a far away existence. Other members wondered about the blonde's empty look. They all knew he wasn't exactly of the quiet type. Lexaeus even concluded that Zexion had been using his mind tricks to make Demyx shut up at last.
"Demyx!"
"Huh?"
"You and your team will find and retrieve Roxas. Your team consists of you, Larxene, Axel, and..." Xenmas´s face moved around a little before finally stopping at Zexion "...Zexion"
"Me?" Zexion didn not seem to like the idea. But what idea did he like, anyway?
"I wouldn´t leave a task of this importance to only neophytes." Xenmas´s face returned to look at Demyx, "understood?"
"Yes sir," said Demyx in a gentle voice, especially gentle for the ninth member of the Organization XIII. Then he gave a faint smile, exceptionally faint for the melodious nocturne.
"I always end up with losers anyway," the voice of the only female member of the Organization sounded from afar.
"Losers? Weren't you the first one to fall upon the keyblade wielder?" The savage nymph went silent. But of course, thousands of tortures must have crossed her mind while she was not speaking…
"If we are set with the formalities, let us commence already," sometimes, only sometimes, Luxord would get more annoying than Demyx.
After the meeting, everyone entered a portal to the dark world. Except Vexen, who would stay and make preparations for the plan. Axel was the one who opened the dark passage from his team. He had experience after hiding from the Organization XIII for so long. It was, to their disgrace, a very long way from there to Destiny Islands.
"Do you truly believe they can defeat the Keyblade master?"
"Does it matter, Saïx? Their part will be fullfilled whether or not they return."
The dark tunnels were filled with dark cratures, but for some strange, unknown reason, Demyx´s team did not run into any heartless."
They had been walking for hours, but they didn't seem to move at all.
"This is taking forever," said Axel, using as always body language with his speech.
"Why are you so anxious? Do you want to see Roxas? Face it Axel, he left you."
"Oh, pardon me for wanting the only thing that makes me feel like a have heart! For desiring the one thing that makes me accomplish what you all wish for!" If there was one thing that made Axel furious, that thing was related to Roxas.
"He has become whole. He doesn't need you anymore," Larxene moved away from Axel. She knew those eyes of his.
"Fine then. I shall impart a lesson on how to deal with dark psychological bastards."
A raging fireball headed toward Zexion. Perhaps Zexion could have dodged it, but that's not the reason he wasn't burned like a leaf in the sun, or like your savings when your pyromaniacal cousin came to your house. Water, clones made of water to be exact, had blocked and extinguished the fire.
"Back then, I think you told you would protect me. You were the first one to tell me anything like that, but you died a little time afterwards," Demyx wasn't watching towards them as he talked. Rather, he was looking into the emptyness-both of the place and of his life, "Thats why... even if it was a lie... even if we can't feel... even if I have no heart… this time…" Demyx turned and gave a carefree smile like only he could, like the ones he would only give before his last encounter with Zexion.
"I will protect you!"
Zexion hit and covered his face with his palm, while Larxene and Axel looked at each other dumbfounded.
"..." An strange wind ,not cold yet not warm, made their hair dance, but still no sound came to vanquish the long silence.
They remained like that for what seemed an eternity. Axel and Larxene were too shocked, Zexion most likely didn´t move because it was... troublesome... and Demyx was waiting a commentary. But the somewhat awkward moment was interrupted.
Demyx´s past had flashed in his mind , and a lonely tear slid down his left cheek in the middle of his smile.
"A tear! Oh how adorable!" Pointed out Larxene happily, but in a sarcastic way, probably because she is a crazy sadism-obsessed girl.
Or maybe she was happy to see more signs of emotion in a nobody…?
"It seems you have not forgotten," Axel sounded more serious than himself.
"Not true," Demyx wiped his tear.
"What do you mean?" Axel normal accentuation was returning.
"I have forgotten to forget," Demyx gave his cheeriest smile this time.
End of Chapter 1
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And do not be decieved by the title, I haven't decided the ending but I doubt it will be a happy, or at least a fully happy ending. As Auron said, this is my story and I'll decide how to end it or end it right now. Thanks for inspiring me Oblivion Sky…