A/N: I've been holding out to see the direction the next game was going in. Which meant freaking out over the nortings. It gave me some more good ideas to play around with, buuuuuttt I am now gonna just break completely off from trying to stay somewhat compliant with the actual story.

"So you have a keyblade?" Demyx asked dumbfounded.

They had woken up after the avalanche of heartless and it was sinking in that not only did one member have the weapon the Organization had been searching for, but all three of them had it. The real kicker was that not only did each possess one, but that Marluxia had had one for years. In fact, he had had one before he was even a Nobody.

Marluxia shifted, "Yes. When I… I had seen the war and I didn't want there to be another one. If the Organization knew, it would have been used to bring another war on faster."

Demyx slumped his shoulders before eventually flopping backwards onto the bed from where he had already been sitting. "Why do we have them then? Why didn't we have them earlier?"

Larxene crossed her legs and leaned back, "No clue, don't care. Isn't it sentient or something? Maybe it just changed its mind or something."

Sighing, Marluxia held out his hand and summoned his keyblade. It was different than from years before, much more influenced by his scythe. "What matters is that we use them to stop the war before it can start."

"What can we even do about that?" Demyx huffed while sitting back up. "We tried how long ago and all it did was get us all killed." He slumped down and put his hand on his face. "Pretty sure if we tried to help we'd still be seen as the bad guys…"

There was a silent moment as Marluxia and Larxene looked at each other. With the time gap between their death and his, he had been alone for at least a year.

"I don't really know.." Marluxia said softly. "When the first war was becoming apparent I wasn't able to stop it…"

Larxene crossed her arms, determined. "I say we choose a side then," she declared. "We tried to stop it before, you tried to stop it however long ago, it's gonna happen. We might as well choose how it does instead of not being a part of it."

Marluxia's gaze wandered to Demyx, "I suppose that would mean we track down Sora."

Larxene and Marluxia both saw as Demyx tensed at the name.