Me: Yeah, so I'm doing the disclaimer now...poor Zexy left for right now -cries- I don't own nufin...I would now like to take up this space to thank The White Raven. She is amazing, lol. She has reviewed like every chapter! -gives her a Zexy plushie-

Identity +

Dawn's head hurt. She couldn't remember her name or that she had even been born. She had no memory at all. She spotted a young girl sitting next to her bed.

"..." Dawn tried to speak, but gasps replaced her words. Namine looked down, ashamed of what she had done.

"I'm sorry. I didn't want to do it, Axel made me do it. Please forgive me ," She was on the brink of crying. Namine hated doing this to people. Apparently every trace of Dawn's identity had been erased, because Namine could not say her name. Dawn frowned at the crying girl, but it wasn't an angry frown, it was a confused one. Dawn wanted to make her feel better, even though she had no idea what Namine was talking about.

"..." Again, only gasps came from Dawn's mouth. Namine looked up at the woman.

"You lost the ability to talk," Namine said quietly. Dawn looked down at her hands, they were gloved in black. She got up and looked in the mirror. A girl, around the age of eighteen with short dirty blonde hair - except for her bangs that covered her left eye and a long piece on the right side in the front that were blue - a deep violet eye with a small black tear underneath it stared back at her. She was dressed in a black cloak. It was identical to the ones the rest of the Organization wore. She no longer had that tattoo. She turned around a looked at Namine, but she was no longer there. Dawn walked out of the room and found herself in a different castle. It felt like it shouldn't be there. A world that never was. She walked into another room and found what looked like gravestones and portals. She read the carvings.

"The Freeshooter."

"The Whirlwind Lancer."

"The Chilly Academic."

"The Silent Hero."

"The Cloaked Schemer."

"The Luna Diviner."

"The Flurry of Dancing Flames."

"The Melidous Nocturne."

"The Gambler of Fate."

"The Graceful Assassin."

"The Savage Nymph."

"The Key of Destiny."

Two through thirteen read respectively. Dawn walked back out the door she came through and ran into a blue haired elf. He gave her a stare.

"..." She tried to say 'sorry', but her voice failed her.

"It's okay," He said in a deep voice. He patted her on the head and walked into the room she had just come out of.

"Who was that?" Dawn thought to herself. She shrugged it off and walked through the rest of the castle. Apparently the castle she was in held fifteen people - including herself. Thirteen of which were apart of the Organization openly. These thirteen shared a letter in their name. The letter 'x'. Walking through she discovered their names. There was Xemnas, Xigbar, Xaldin, Vexen, Lexaeus, Zexion, Saix, Axel, Demyx, Luxord, Marluxia, Larxene and Roxas. She learned that they all had powers and unique weapons. She began to wonder what her power and weapon was. Many members smiled at her and treated her nicely. She wasn't sure why though. She didn't know any of these people. When she was looking out the window a blonde man came up next to her. She turned around, startled by his presence, even though she could smell him when he was still far away.

"I'm Demyx. Why are you just standing here?" The man asked, smiling at her. He was rather tall, and his hair didn't help his height.

"..." She still couldn't speak. The smile vanished from Demyx's face when he looked into her eye. He saw her past. Her eye was the door to her memories.

"I'm sorry," He said softly and left. Dawn wished that he didn't. She was lonely, and wanted company. She sat in the corner and watched everyone talk amongst themselves and completely ignore her. She put her forehead on her knees and began weeping silently. Her sense of smell wasn't as strong because it was stopped up from her crying, so she couldn't smell the man coming up to her. He placed a hand on her back. Dawn quickly raised her head, looking into the man's blue eye. Like hers, his left one was covered by his blue hair.

"Why are you all alone?" He asked sweetly, a rare smile on his face. Dawn wiped her tears and tried to speak again, but couldn't produce anything besides gasps.

"You can't talk?" His expression changed to a concerned one and he began rubbing her back. Dawn shook her head 'no'. She felt a couple more tears fall from her eyes and the man wiped them away with his thumb. "Don't do that," He smiled again. Dawn felt the desire to cry even more at his words and let herself fall into his strong, but small body. He held her.

"Here, you can come with me," He picked her up and brought him into his room. She sat on his bed and stared at him.

"You can call me Zexion. Do you have a name?" He asked, sitting in a chair beside the huge window that showed an eerie, unchanging purple sky.

"..." Dawn wouldn't give up on speaking, but when nothing came out she shook her head. Zexion looked concerned again. He rose and grabbed her hand, telling her to follow him.

"Can you tell anything about her?" Zexion asked the Superior. Xemnas looked into Dawn's eye, deep in thought. After a few minutes he spoke. His voice seemed to show his great importance.

"I don't know about her name, but she has the power of the angels. She's also very special. She contains the apperance and powers of three...no four other members," Zexion looked confused and so did Dawn.

"What do you mean?" Zexion asked, frowning.

"Her ears, they are like Saix's, are they not?" Xemnas moved the hair covering Dawn's pointy ears. Indeed, they were like Saix's. "The color of her hair. It's the same shade as Demyx's. The front of her hair is identical to yours and look under her eyes," He touched Dawn's black tear under her eye. "It's like Axel." Zexion looked shocked.

"She does! Why did this happen?"

"I am not sure, but I am placing her in your care, Zexion. Find a suitable name for her and bring her to me once you do. I will be thinking of her title," Xemnas rose and dissappeared into the darkness. When they returned to Zexion's room he pulled out a book and began scribbling. Every once in a while he would look up at Dawn, who was preoccupied. She had figured out a way to summon Heartless and she was playing with the one that had been her pet, but she didn't know it. After a while Zexion shut the book and grabbed Dawn's arm. He took her back to Xemnas. He and Xemnas began whispering for a while and pretty soon they returned.

"You are now Roxura 'The Tiny Angel'," Xemnas announced. He took Zexion and Roxura to the main room and called the other members to him. Once they all appeared he began speaking. "This is Number XIV, Roxura, The Tiny Angel..." He began speaking of the care of her and whatnot. She didn't really pay attention to what he was saying. After the meeting they all ate. Roxura was placed at the end of the table, beside Roxas. She whimpered and looked down at her empty plate.

"What's wrong?" Roxas asked, placing a hand on her arm. Her gaze shot up and focus on Roxas' eyes.

"..."

"Can't you talk?"

"..." She wanted to sit by Zexion, but she couldn't say it. She now had Marluxia and Larxene looking at her. Her cheeks felt hot. It felt like everyone was staring at her, she didn't like it at all. In frustration she grabbed Roxas' hand and turned it palm up, exended her first finger and began writing in Roxas' hand.

"Z...E...X...I...O...N..." Roxas spelled out loud. By now the entire Organization had their attention focused on the last two members. "Zexion?" Roxura nodded and began writing again.

"Why'd she spell that?" Xigbar asked, but was scilenced because Roxas began talking again.

"I...w...want...to...s..si...sit by...Zexion," Roxura's violet eye looked up at Roxas. Xemnas laughed quietly.

"Roxura, come take a seat by Number VI," He commanded sweetly. Roxura stood up, bowed to Roxas in thanks and quickly walked to the now open seat next to Zexion.

"Aww, that's cute, man," Xigbar laughed. Roxura aimed a glare at the older Nobody. "Wow, you're a mean one. You're like one of my old co-workers." Zexion spit out the tea he was drinking.

"Zexy?" Demyx asked, looking at the blue haired man. He was in a coughing fit now, with Roxura giving him a concerned look. Once Zexion was done coughing he spoke,

"Xigbar...did you just say old co-worker?"

"Yeah, man. Why?"

"Nothing," Zexion looked away.

"That was weird. I'm hungry, let's eat," Axel's stomach growled, as if on cue and everyone agreed that they were hungry. The dinner was a blur to Roxura, she did remember hardly looking up from her plate, with the exception to look at Zexion. Once dinner was over Xemnas ordered everyone to go to bed and that it had been a big day. Zexion rose from the table and left Roxura to sit there. When he started walking to the hall Roxura shot up and ran to him, grasping his hand. The Nobody turned around and smiled.

"Sorry, I'm not used to anyone following me," He smiled and ruffled Roxura's hair. She smiled and tried to laugh, but again, no voice came out. "Come on, let's get to bed before Xemnas yells at us." Roxura smiled and nodded. Zexion felt a sharp pain in his chest. He winced a little, but decided to ignore it. He crawled into bed that the already asleep Roxura was in. Sensing the heat coming from Zexion's body she moved closer to it in an effort to keep warm. Zexion's cheeks turned a bright red as he felt the ball that was Roxura curling up against him. He put an arm around her body and fell asleep. Before falling asleep Zexion thought about how his new friend reminded him of a cat.