Wow… how long has it been? It was actually Shmimo's idea to make more chapters, so I thank Shmimo for that : ). Anyway, this chapter ties in with another Fanfic I wrote some of you may haveseen. It was called Kingdom Hearts 0 and it actually got a few good reviews, but eventually lost popularity, so I never completed it. If for some reason you wanted to read it, I could give you a link. And also, I haven't played KH2 in months, so I may screw up a few small plot details (please inform me if I do so I can fix it). So here's chapter 3.
In the research lab, Xemnas and Vexen worked tirelessly through the night on their vessel as the other five experimented fruitlessly. At about five in the morning, Xemnas stopped abruptly. Vexen noticed this and lifted his heat protection mask and put down his blowtorch.
"Is there a problem?" he asked.
Xemnas said nothing and thought to himself for a minute before saying anything else. He finally broke free of his trance and said, "I think it's time to retrieve our eighth member."
"How are you sure?" asked Siax. The more senior colleagues of Xemnas knew that you never go against Xemnas's instinct. They stared at Saix, expecting Xemnas to destroy him. Xemnas was apparently in no mood to be destroying anyone…at the moment.
"An old… friend of mine. I sense it is his time to…repay me."
"Where is he?" asked Zexion.
"He is in a strange world… I can't seem to identify it through my meditation. I can tell where it is, but its nature is unknown to me. Strange…"
"In that case" said Vexen, "shall we continue?"
Xemnas nodded and the two continued to work on the vessel. There was little left to do. They were finished in about two hours. The final result was a basic-looking ship: cube in shape except for the thrusters in the rear. A hatch was on the right side for entering and exiting the ship. The ship itself was about the size of an airplane.
The four of the five others picked up their research papers and walked towards the ship to take a closer look. Vexen wiped his forehead with the back of his right hand. They looked at the ship in tiredness and fatigue.
The one Organization member not staring at the ship was Zexion. He was holding in his arms a four armed blue creature.
"Zexion, what are you doing?" asked Vexen. "I created this thing during my other research. It seems to have come from my lab and found me again."
"Well put it away and let's go." Vexen said annoyed.
"Let me name it first… how about patch. After all I did have to put a chemical patch in your personality serum."
"No," said Vexen, "that's a stupid name."
"Then how about… Stitch?" he said wondering. "Yes Stitch will do."
"Excellent work, partners." Xemnas said. "We are ready to retrieve our eighth member."
With that short yet to-the-point statement, the group boarded the ship.
All but Zexion. He knew he had to go and that he couldn't bring Stitch. "Stitch," he started, "I will return eventually. Wait here for me." He placed the creature on the ground and put a bowl of specially formulated food next to him. He ran to the ship.
Xemnas and Vexen respectively took the pilot and co-pilot's chairs. They punched in complicated coordinates into the navigation system. Zexion prepared the engine. When he gave the "Ok" to Xemnas, they took off.
Stitch watched as his creator blasted off into the stars.
It took the group about three hours to reach the unidentified yet fairly close world. As they approached they saw… gray. Gray black and white all around. Little white lightning bolts circled around the world.
They touched down on an open field. No grass, merely gray everywhere on the ground. In the middle of it all, a young man with black hair and a key-looking sword in hand stood, head sulking down, a blank expression on his face.
The group approached him. They were wearing their new black hooded robes; their hoods were at the time up.
The young man was obviously not in any mood to talk. "I've been through enough!" he exclaimed. The young man slashed at one of the hooded men on his left cheek and took a vertical slash at his right eye. The one who got attacked was Xigbar.
Xigbar screamed in pain and took out a strange looking gun he didn't know he had. But he didn't have time to worry about that, as his left cheek was bleeding and his right eye was completely out. He fell down onto the floor and clutched his empty eye socket. All of the members of the organization came to his aid. All but one: Xemnas. The Superior slowly walked over to the young man. The young man kept his key-like sword in an offensive position. "Why, hello Ale." He said.
The young man looked confused. Xemnas removed his hood to reveal his face. "You're the…"
"Good, you remember me." Xemnas said. "Where are your friends?" he asked.
Ale said nothing. "I'm sorry, my friend. Well I still did you a favor and I'm here to collect my end of the bargain."
Ale still was speechless. "Ale, last time you saw me I was different. I now have new power and… new form. Now I need your services." Xemnas grabbed Ale around his face and lifted him. He used his free hand to remove his heart.
Ale screamed and turned on the floor. His hair turned from jet black to a bright red. His key-like sword left him in a flash.
As the transformation reached its end, there was a bright light that quickly faded, revealing the new Ale.
He stood up, emotionless, yet having a smirk on his face. His fiery hot passion for power had been started. Xemnas looked at him. "Welcome to our side…Axel."