Kingdom Hearts

No More Sorrow

Castle Oblivion was a large, forsaken looking castle with empty halls, empty rooms and empty souls inhabiting it. The walls and towers were painted a dull shade of amber, like a twilight morning sunrise. The castle looked as if it couldn't actually exist, or at least structurally stand with its various odd, seemingly impossible angles and sloops that shaped it up. It didn't seem to belong in the world, and so it didn't. It bordered the realms of light, dark, and nothingness. It truly didn't exist, not by normal standards, and neither did the "Organization" that took refuge within its solemn, empty walls. The Organization was a group of elite "Nobodies", beings with no real feelings, no real remorse, and no real hearts. They only pretended to show feelings, as they once did before they lost their hearts to darkness, and the "Heartless". They took refuge in the castle, which seemed to reflect what they were on the inside, nothing. In the end, they still lived as normal beings would, except they all wore the same type of black coat, a sign they shared. Their mission was to try to become "real" again, to gain their emotions and hearts back, to truly live...again.

The interior of Castle Oblivion was white, blindingly white. The walls, floors, and ceilings were all a heavenly, celestial white with little details. The castle had 13 floors, and 12 basement floors, but despite the size of the floors, the outside of Castle Oblivion looked too small to contain that much space, but it did. The Organization's castle was relatively abandon at the time, but activity was brewing on the uppermost floor. Some of the Organization members were discussing events that had taken place earlier that day, and what was too happen...was anyone's guess.

On the top floor, 4 black cloaked characters were talking with each other, two stood in front of each other, while one was leaning up against a nearby wall and another was sitting on a chair pushed up against a equally white table, apparently reading some kind of large, dictionary-sized book. Out of the two standing in front of each other, one had long blue hair and seemed to have a large "x" shaped scar right above his nose. The other was a bit different looking, he was taller and had long pink hair, which was odd because he was a guy. The one leaning on the wall had long spiked red hair with small, reverse teardrop makings under his eyes. The last one, had long silver hair on the right side of his head, and fridge-style on the left, he was also the shortest one of the 4, and kept to himself as he turned pages in the book.

"... so what is the reason for the significant spread of Heartless these pasts few days?" The one with the "x" scar said calmly and smoothly.

"I'm not sure, It might be because of the 4 that refused to join us. Maybe they started a Heartless coup?" The one with pink hair responded in a vain, eloquent voice. The two continued to say things that both didn't have a answer for. The truth in the manner, was that the amount of Heartless in the various worlds had jumped substantially in the past few days, even since 4 new, elite nobodies who had kept their human appearance rejected the invitation to the club. Their leader went by the name of Xenath, and his three followers were Soluix, Maxy and Deminax. Soluix had short blond hair and possessed a long sword that could branch off to make different blades, for duel wielding or mix-and-match purposes. The other twos faces were never seen, but by physical observation, Maxy was a female and Deminax was a male. Their leader, Xenath's face wasn't seen either, but his eyes were visible from under his hood. They were a dim shade of red, that lit up at times, but his weapon and powers were unknown to the Organization.

"Who cares about the Heartless" The one with red hair said in his traditional nasally-like voice, as he opened his eyes and looked at the man with the "x" scar.

"Why are you scared Saix? They are nothing but pawns for Xenath and his rag-tad band of followers. Nothing special."

Saix turned to face him. "Nothing special?" He quoted the red haired man's comment. "Are you sure Axel? You're seen what they do to people. Remember, we had first hand experience with what they can do." Saix stretched his arms outward and smiled. "Its because of them, we are what we are."

Axel hesitated for a moment after Saix's comment. He was right, the heartless are the reason nobodies exist, and the reason they ended up that way. He just looked at Saix for a moment and closed his eyes.

"Whatever you say," He didn't have anything to argue. Saix knew what he was talking about, and Axel didn't, not that he wanted too. After listening to Saix and the pink haired man talk more about the Heartless outbreaks and the 4 rogues, he finally was bored and got up and moved over to the table where the silver haired man was reading.

"Whats in the works Zexion?" Axel said with a half-hearted smile. Zexion just shrugged and turned a page.

"Ask Vexen, I just bring him the research specimens. I don't sit and watch what he does." Zexion said with obvious sadism in his voice. He didn't look up once at Axel, but he seemed to be fully aware of his presence and his friendly expressions. Vexen was another member of the Organization, he was the head scientist, and oldest age wise member.

Axel looked around at the white scenery for a few seconds. Man, we need new colors, Axel thought to himself. He gazed at Zexion's book and questionably looked at the cover, which bore no words, just symbols.

"Whats in that thing anyway? Looks as if I could fit half a bowling ball in it." Zexion actually looked up at his friend when he talked this time.

"It shows what I want to read." Zexion replied in a quick response and averted his gaze back to the never ending supply of pages tucked away inside the leather covered literature piece.

Axel didn't say anything, just laughed at his friend's response and walked away towards one of the corridors leading to the lower floors. Time to pay Vexen and Larxene a visit. Other then Zexion and Vexen, 3 other members spent most of their time in the basement floors of Castle Oblivion. The 3 were Lexaeus, Larxene and Demyx. Lexaeus had short, messy dark brown hair and was very muscular, probably the must physically strongest member. He also wasn't very fond of talking, and stayed silent most of the time he was around others. Larxene was the only female member, but she was far from a pushover. She had a lightning-like attitude and a very sassy nature. She had thunderbolt blond hair and Axel thought she actually had a crush on him. She often winked and made friendly pokes at him, but he knew she didn't have a heart, and didn't really feel that way about him. Lastly, Demyx was one of Axel's best friends in the Organization, and probably the most under-qualified. He didn't like to fight and was somewhat of a coward. He had the same care-free nature that Axel himself had as well. Demyx had short, spiked strait up blond-brownish hair with a few strands hanging down the sides of his head, and used a large cerulean sitar as a weapon, on the rare occasions that he actually decided to fight.

Vexen's labs were located bellow the castle. Since the castle had no windows and was equally luminated everywhere, it was hard to tell where you actually were. Underground and overground didn't make a difference in this castle of nothingness. Axel wondered and wived through the castle floors, not surprised by the solemness and downheartedness feel of the place, to be honest, be was actually getting used to it. By the time he got to the final floor of Castle Oblivion, Vexen was all ready in a tizzy, Axel could hear his frustration and shouts of anger from down the hallway. Axel smiled to himself and opened the marble-inlaid door, half expecting Vexen to yell at him. The room was very similar to the rest of Castle Oblivion but for Vexen's own use, there was many strange machines lying idle and research notes scattered aimlessly across tables and the floor as well. A relatively mid-height sized man with long, dirty blond hair and the posture of a aging man laid hung over a small machine containing what looked like the energy of a heart, released by a Heartless. The energy was shaped like a heart and glowed a swirling, hollow pink color. The man cursed and looked at a piece of paper in his hand with schematics and writings on it.

"Whats bummed you out today Vexen?" Axel said in a sarcastic tone, he really didn't care for Vexen's experiments too much.

Vexen turned around to face Axel, a expression of distaste and anger fixed upon his aging face. Vexen was the kind of person who didn't like to be disturbed for any reason. He worked alone mostly and always approached problems in the way most scientists would do.

"Did I ASK for your presence? No." Vexen said, answering his own question hastily. "Leave me alone Axel, I don't have time for your games." Axel looked around the room, noticing no one else was there. The usual crowd was absent today.

"Wheres the crowd today Vexen? Thats all I need from you."

"I don't know, Larxene and Demyx were sent to a recently infested Heartless world by Marluxia's order. Lexaeus probably went too."

Axel seemed surprised by Vexen's words. He wasn't informed about the mission. Axel thought to himself for a moment, trying to remember if they said anything about it to him, but came up empty.

"Alrighty then, thanks." Axel said to the zealous scientist on his way out the door, leaving Vexen alone inside his deranged laboratory. Axel was bored, he was going to ask Marluxia if he could go as well. Nothing interesting ever happened anymore, especially for a Nobody. Vexen didn't turn to say goodbye to Axel, he just scowled and resumed his work as if nothing had happened.