"Where did she come from?" asked a very flustered redhead, pointing at me. The group of people he was standing with all shrugged and continued to stare, his question echoed throughout the circular slate room I had ended up in. I skimmed my decidedly eccentric hosts and while liking very much what I saw, chose against my urge to ogle.
"Perhaps, Axel, she is here on Xemnas' wish?" A blonde asked, annoyed at my presence. Her pointed hair seemed like an electric current had taken over.
Another shrug accompanied by some whispers and shy smiles from the younger members.
I couldn't help myself.
"Maybe, and this is pushing it, you can ask me why I am here, because I am more than happy to release that little bit of information." I say, eyebrow raised and smirk dancing on my lips.
"Well then, little missy, why exactly are you here?" A one eyed man asked with a sneer and a fold of his arms.
Bemused, I cocked my head and decided a straight answer would be best with this sort of crowd. I knew them all. I just didn't know how.
"Well, you see, I wasn't summoned here. I came of my own free will. I came because I need to know something for the sake of my own sanity. Oh, and I really needed to get out of the house."
Thinking my answer sufficient, I waited for one of them to speak.
But all I received was a violent push forward and a hand on my neck.
"Xemnas," I sighed and waited for the gasps, the fists, and the blood.
It never came though, and I was slightly puzzled, slightly thanking my holy stars I hadn't reacted with a swift swing of my elbow.
Instead, I was let go and spun to face the leader of Organization XIII, hood down and ready to strike.
"Who are you?" I was asked in a chilly and overbearing voice, and though his hair was seemingly on end with anger and a pinch of worry, his face was almost lax and his eyes accused like only a madman's eyes could.
Another explanation.
"My name is Rune and I am here for a little pow-wow of sorts. Keep your weapons to yourselves, please." I say as I notice Xaldin getting a little lance-happy in my peripheral vision.
"How do you know about us, Rune?" I closed my eyes as he spoke my name with a salty mix of venom and exhaustion.
"That's the thing. I thought you could tell me," I started, hoping that one of them, any of them would suddenly recognize me and enlighten my cause. I shook that silly thought off after a moment and stuck with my original conclusion.
I was getting increasingly uncomfortable and short bursts of panic that started in my stomach. From behind me Luxord decided to break what was only a few seconds of silence.
"Is she a nobody?"
I froze in place. What I heard next was something of a blow to the chest as I almost squeaked in meek protest.
"Let's find out."