Up to three now. I'm on a mother snoogin roll.

Someone got Naxan right! Yay! Good job!

10 down, 3 to go. Come on everyone, they're really not that hard.

Introduction to two more characters, Drexan and Naxst. Because you've all heard so much about them already.

Enjoy.

Chapter Four: Lab Zone

In the comfort of his labs, Drexan continued to see if he could detect a Keyblade master. Still nothing.

He sighed. Really, this was both tedious and pointless. The others searched, but in the end, it all came down to him and his abilities. It was him that would find the boy. Not Xadmain's Nobody searches. Him.

It was sad, how much they depended on him. What would happen if he were to fade away? Then they would be screwed. They should all learn to be more self-reliable and not always count on the professor for help.

Drexan was the mage of the group, tall with a shaved head and a stub. In short, meaning he could use magic. Why the Organization needed something that ridiculous was beyond his understanding but there you have it. As such, he wields a staff with an orb on the top- for his spells and for thwacking Naxst whenever he came into the room.

"Hey there, Drexy. Was shakin'?"

Oh God.

Naxst, No. 11, grinned maniacally as he hopped up on top of the bookcase and peered down at Drexan. Of all the members of the Organization, this one was the worst- abnormally tall, with spiky black hair and a wicked grin. Where Xadmain had picked him up was a mystery, but it was believed to be from the morgue of an insane asylum, and the two long chains wrapped around his wrists and arms that he used as weapons didn't quell the story. It seemed like everywhere he went, something blew up, to the point where Drexan believed that explosives was his power.

"What do you want, No. 11?" he asked curtly, not in any mood to take his crap today.

Naxst' smile got, if possible, bigger.

"Excuse me, No. 4," he joked, "I didn't realize I was interrupting something important."

"Well, you are. Now leave."

Not true, of course- the only thing he was doing was his everyday chore, which was finding that kid. But he wasn't about to let Naxst know that.

"What, I interruptin' your stupid search for that damn kid?"

Shit. He was good, Drexan gave him that.

"C'mon, Drex, it ain't no goddam mystery why you hole up in this shitfarm everyday. What I wonder is, how long you're gonna go about searchin' before you realize the thing we're lookin' for ain't on this damn world," Naxst jumped off the bookcase and landed on his feet with ease.

"What makes you think he's not here?"

"You would have found him by now, for starters."

For an insane asshole, he was quite a thinker. Drexan closed his eyes- though you couldn't tell, what with the Organization's trademark sunglasses on.

"If you have a problem with the set-up, take it up to the Boss," he stated.

"Oh, I've tried. But you know he listens to me about as much as he listens to the new kid," Naxst said, sighing, "so I was kinda hoping you would. Whaddya say?"

For a slight minute, Drexan almost agreed to Naxst' request. He too had a feeling that this crap was completely useless, the Keyblade wielder was not here, that they should go elsewhere. But he was No. 4, and was not one to question orders from his superior.

"No. I'm gonna trust the Boss' intuition on this. And if I were you, I would suggest you do the same, No. 11."

Naxst fumed. "Fine. But if we're here for another six months and nada, I'm gonna pull the plug my way."

And before Drexan could respond to that, Naxst warped out of the room.

Huffing in disgust, Drexan leaned back in his chair and looked up at the ceiling, his mind swarming with thoughts and musings. He didn't want to be here anymore than the others did, but they had too. It was the only way for everyone to get their wish and become human. The Boss' orders were final-

Suddenly, he sat upwards, sweating and panting. He had just gotten a flash of… well, something. But it wasn't the Keyblade master.

This being… it was too immersed in darkness…

This was a prediction of the future. Drexan had somehow gone to a farther point in history and saw what was too be.

And what he saw was death.

His death.

And standing over him was a shadowy figure, a blade in his hands, red glowing eyes.

He looked wearily around his labs. No one there, but for once, this feeling did not fill him with pleasant thoughts. Only grim ones.

His mind was swarming.

Who the hell was that?

Oooh, cliffhanger! But unfortunately, you're not gonna see that one play out for a long time coming.

Let me take this time again to explain the members. I think by now you can guess that they're based off me and my friends in ourlate teen and early/late twenties(name-wise and character-wise) but they're also based off the Organization members. The order is:

Xadmain- Xemnas (no brainer, I would think.)

Xoej- Xigbar (again, I would think fairly obvious)

Raulax- Xaldin (well, sort of… her "other" is a really quiet person, and he seems kinda quiet too, so I just went with that)

Drexan- Vexen (now his "other" wanted to be Demyx or something, cause a.) it's his favorite guy, and b.) his element is water (but I'll get more into elements and stuff in a later chapter). But in the end, I figured, since Vexen's a scholar and my buddy can speak three different languages- main one being Latin- that they were a perfect match. Also, I gave him Zexion's semi- scent detection power; only he does it with his mind. It'll work out.)

Emylix-… well…. Hm…. I'm not really sure who she's based off of… maybe Zexion or something… I'll get back to you on that.

Xhrics- A combo of both Lexaeus and Zexion- the former's build and muscle/ weapon, and the latter's rank and cool air of mischief. Also, throw in a little bit of Marluxia for the Castle Oblivion section- you'll understand later.

Paxt- Saix and some Axel, though not much.

Moxt- Axel. No two ways about it and you've probably already figured it out.

Naxan- she's an interesting character. I would probably say she's best based off of Roxas, but in reality, Naxan's her own unique character. Her "other" is the same in everyway.

Xnohj- Luxord… you'll see why.

Naxst- now he's an interesting character. I only met his "other" once but my own personal observations and Paxts "other's" tales of him has convinced me that he is indeed a psychopath. So, therefore, while he is really his own very unique character, I gave him a combination of Axel, Demyx, and Saix in his berserker form all rolled in to one, and voila, as the French say, Naxst was born.

Zixl- she's Larxene in almost everyway.

Dexn- while he is the "Roxas" of the story, this character is a mix of Roxas and Marluxia. Because his "other" loves both of them a great deal and I'll do what he asks because without him, this story would not have been born (yes, he's the one who gave us all Organization names.)

And that's it really.

Reviews please.