A/N: Coolies guys. Hey, we are doing good…. I have nothing to say except for that my thumb is broken! T.T See, even in pain I keep writing! So… January 17th is my birthday and I'll be fifteen. How cool is that?! So what are you guys gonna' get me huh? Yeah… think about it… phew… looking back on how many chapters there is, the normal me would have at least had some kind of fluff on the second chapter… I have outlined the prequel to this story, and the sequel, though the sequel is nameless. I want to hear your thoughts, because what you think of this story is probably not true. XD I hope you are confused. As we near the end (which will probably be towards the twenty-ish chapter range) You'll see everything, and you will be enlightened. I've been dropping hints all over the place, and I can't believe nobody suspects anything. Seriously though, I will break down and freakin' cry if we get one hundred reviews by the end of this. Hear me? CRY. Yes, Carmon Sandiego agrees with me.

-: Chapter Seven: The Psychotic Wars: Indivia :-

The bridge is all crumbled.
The water soaks into rocks,
that fell at the bottom of the road. (At the end of the town)
The town that we lived in.
The memories shaken apart from the weeds that grow.

Over the sidewalks,
Running away from the streets we knew,
Sidewalks,
Like the time we thought was made for you.

Sidewalk - Story Of The Year

The wind was acrid and accusatory. At the astronomical velocity Nuri was falling, the wind was able to cut her skin. Nuri began blacking out; her vision blanking, then returning to her. Her pupils were desolated and her body went into a state of unspeakable shock. She could not move, and this state of shock was much more lethal then the last one. Then suddenly, everything just stopped. Nuri was still turned upside down. The same warm light that she had encountered in her dream wrapped all around her. Nuri could not move her body, utter a word, or even, breathe. Her supposed kidnapper was gone, so what could it be this time? She had no idea. Only one idea was rushing through her head, and that idea involved fatality. The multihued light then molded two figures, but they did not show any detail. One of the figures was rather tall with exceptionally lengthy hair. The other one was short compared to the taller figure, and had two low pigtails that stretched out to its lower back.

"Don't wait for me kid! I'm going to see bigger and better things." The taller finger shot. Apparently, the smaller figure was not going to have it.

"No, you can't go, mom said I had to tell you something before you leave!" the shorter figure spat, it's voice becoming shakier with each passing second. "I… really…want… to get it out…"

The taller figure began to tap it's foot with annoyance. "Well, C'mon crybaby, don't keep me waiting…"

Now, the shorter figure was in tears. "I… can not seem… to get it out…" the shorter figure closed its eyes. A loud slamming sound could now be heard, which made the timid figure flinch.

"I… I…" the tentative figure continued, raising it's hand to its mouth. Suddenly, the transmission was broken, and Nuri found herself in spite of everything, still falling. Except this time, she did not feel the same at all inside. Expecting to hear a deafening sound, something to match falling down a thirteen story high castle, she was greeted with a loud oomph. Blinking her eyes a bit, she opened her mouth to say something, but was quickly silenced by being dropped to the ground. Thank goodness it was not a momentous landing.

…But it still hurt like hell.

"Whoops, dude, is that you Nuri?"

Now it clicked inside Nuri's head that she could breathe, see clearly, and most importantly; was not the least bit dead. Nuri stayed on the rocky ground for a moment, looking just as perplexed as the Freeshooter, who was unconsciously staring at Nuri. Nuri's fierce untamed, mildly spiky hair was now a glossy shade of black. On top of that, her hair was inexplicably straightened, her hair falling into her indigo eyes, and continuing down to her lower back. Of course, Nuri didn't notice this change right away, but it clicked in her brain when she tried to get up off the ground.

"What did you do to yourself?" Xigbar chuckled, not once thinking he'd see the day Nuri actually look presentable, for lack of a better word. Nuri glared at Xigbar, her attempts of getting off the ground more rigorous.

"Jeez, I feel like a thousand freakin' pounds…" Nuri mumbled in frustration, her face immediately tensing up. Xigbar cracked a brow, snickering silently under his breath.

"Or maybe you are a thousand pounds." Xigbar paused, sending the Novelist a gratifying leer. "Anyway, seriously, Xemnas is blowing off his head in there. I wouldn't worry about it though."

Nuri extended her hand out to the senior Nobody, not wanting to look Xigbar in the eye. In this state, Nuri was venerable. Oh how Nuri hated feeling like she had a weakness. What she wouldn't give to become strong and cast away her gratuitous emotions. Quite frankly, Nuri would be better off without any emotions, seeing as how they only confused her and made her feel, to a certain extent, gauche. Nuri's eyes wondered off into the dense fog that surrounded the castle. Where could that snake have possibly vanished off to? And with these supposedly newly found revelations, she wanted to get rid of her heart, possibly for good. Nuri had so many questions that needed answers to them, immediately. I guess destiny was going to make her wait for those answers, wasn't it?

Nuri sighed as the Freeshooter keenly helped the woman up to her feet. The only problem was that her legs gave out again, as if they were asleep. Now was just a perfect time for things to horribly wrong wasn't it? Out of aggravation, Nuri tried to stand up on her own, but failed just as bad as the first time, meeting with a crash to the ground as a result. Nuri felt mortified now. It is absolutely pathetic to not even be able to pick yourself up.

"Well, it looks like you could use a little more help!" Xigbar mocked. Nuri sighed before dramatically pausing.

"Pff, I bet ya' I'll stay on the ground all day if that is what you're getting at."

"Just say it."

"No."

"C'mon, the longer you wait…"

"Hell no."

"Xemnas isn't gonna' be to happy when he notices that you're missin'."

"Alright, alright damn…" Nuri muttered, crossing her arms. Thinking for a second, a blunt smirk crawled onto her face, her mind filled with multiple fresh new comebacks. "So, what do you want me to do exactly? 'Not exactly in my nature to ask for help. I just want to get to the bottom of this thing, 'cause I am totally going to kill that girl… wait you weren't even there!"

"Yeah, but I heard it was freakin' amazing! You should see Xaldin." Xigbar paused, extending his arms out to make a Corridor Of Darkness. "He is in the kitchen right now making like, twenty million dinner rolls or somethin' -"

"Hey… no sir, I am not going into that thing again." Nuri interrupted, shaking her head for emphasis, her eyes seeping a solemn resolve.

A toothy grin ensued. "What, you're afraid of the darkness too?!"

"God damn it, just, just freakin' carry me ok?!"

Silence. Odd, inept, someone-throw-a-pie silence. Nuri remained pokerfaced, not settling for a biased answer of some sort. Seriously though, the only thing Nuri was really worried about now was if they had caught Ira. To that effect, Nuri faced number II, complementing her pissed facial expression with a horrifically bogus; "Please?". On top of that could be multiple hearings of selected curse words. Things in Nuri's life were spiraling down at a fast rate. She had absolutely no time to wait for answers now. Quite soon, she is going to start making decisions herself, because no one is supplying her with any decisions. To sum it up, life within the organization is gay. Gay as in debauched, fictitious, untruthful. Now, Nuri was getting a hunch that someone wasn't telling her something.

Smirking, and slowly extending a glove covered hand, Xigbar answered with an unanticipated, "Well, since you said please."

Nuri pondered a moment as she was lifted up into the air, via bridal style. Instead of going into a total panic attack about her sudden body change, she actually felt relieved. She had thought about this theory for a long time, but perhaps her body was just healing? Yes, Nuri could feel her heart reassuring her of this new idea, and it wasn't just a new cooked up lie. She would be back to normal in no time flat. But of course, she had not glanced at herself in a mirror yet to see the true molecular change of her body. Was Nuri really prepared for that? Maybe not…. Nuri knitted her fingers for a moment, her mouth turned into a lopsided frown of some sort. Demanding for answers never did work. That method did not get her anywhere.

"Hey, Xigbar, you would consider us to be friends, right?" Nuri said, still knitting her fingers together. A blank look was plastered onto her face. This question bothered the Freeshooter a bit. Was she finally going insane? Nuri never came off as the type to really care about friendship. If anything, Nuri would rather be alone.

"Dude, don't even worry 'bout that stuff." Xigbar said in a witty tone. Nuri narrowed her eyes in repugnance.

"Man, I was just trying to be nice. You… err… you're just annoying!" Nuri bellowed. Xigbar smirked good-naturedly as he pretended to let go of the female Novelist. Nuri was caught off guard by this and so her arms flew in the air. She glared at her partner, awaiting a perfectly good reason as to why he would do something like that.

"Maybe you aren't nice enough," Xigbar snickered.

"Enough, enough already! Look, just forget I said it."

"Are you serious? No, you're not going to live that comment down!" Xigbar exclaimed, stopping in front of a door of some sort.

"You just wait 'till I can walk again!" Nuri hissed, throwing up a tightened fist. Nuri blinked a few times before she came to a heart wrenching realization.

"… I can't summon my weapons? Damn," Nuri mumbled, loud enough for Xigbar to hear. Xigbar somewhat ignored this comment and entered Xemnas's room. In Xemnas's room were eleven other Nobodies. They were all equally tired, mad, and somewhat frightened. However, the look on Xemnas's face was horrifying. Xemnas's face was blank. That is never a good sign. Xigbar opened his mouth to great the Superior like he always does, but was quickly silenced by a glare from hellfrom Xemnas.

"Whoa, dude, you don't have to look so snaky -"

"Silence!" Xemnas yelled as quick as lighting. Getting the silence he damned, Xemnas took a deep breath as Nuri situated herself with the floor. Xigbar knew something bad was going to happen, because Xemnas almost never assembles meetings in his room. Nuri sat Indian style on the ground, somewhat eager to hear the news.

"Yesterday, today or whenever it happened was the worst possible thing that could happen to this organization. Anyone care to explain what happened?" Xemnas spoke somewhat coolly in that monotonous tone, but you could tell he was angry, furious even. And by the time he finished his sentence, everyone started to point fingers at each other, telling individual stories and such at the same time. Only the mastered ability of listening could sort everything out. Xemnas then rose his hand in the air, ready to make his verdict. The others could only watch to see who would ultimately get punished.

Xemnas sighed once more. "I should punish every single one of you."

Silence then covered the whole room.

"Number VIIII, you let the intruder in. Numbers X, XIII, VI, IIII, VIII, and XI, you also failed to capture the intruder. XII, you failed to apprehend the intruder as well. The rest of you did not even get up, yet I sent a direct order for you to do so. This should not happen again -"

"Hold on!" Nuri interrupted. "You are punishing me? I am the one who jumped out of the freakin' castle to get that little -"

"Number XIII, you were as much of the problem as anyone else," Xemnas said, his voice getting louder, but it still was monotonous. "You put your life in danger. The perpetrator could have caught you and took you to places unknown. On that note, stop interrupting your Superior. This is the last time I am going to tell you -"

"Oh really?" Nuri quirked. "Like you ordered Xigbar to kidnap me? What the hell do you all need me for?!"

"Kingdom Hearts." Xemnas answered, throwing his hands into the air. "We want our hearts back. Your power is the quickest way to decompose of -"

"Spare me." Nuri snapped. "And please, spare me of this freakin' angst about hearts. Last time I checked, desire is an emotion. And yeah, to have a friend you also need emotions for that too. Can you say confide? Or how about teamwork? Or trustworthy?" Nuri reeled on, her eyes narrowing and her hands giving emphasis on the ongoing list of emotions. Cynicism fell off her tongue like a broken faucet. Nuri stopped talking for a second and stared blankly at Xemnas.

"Pissed huh?" Nuri paused, a smirk stretching on her face. "Yet another emotion I can add to the list."

Unexpectedly, a loud, very loud, crash rang throughout the whole castle. Then, the castle started shaking, as if someone actually was grasping it from the outside and shaking it. Demyx started to walk clumsily before being met with the ground. Nuri silently laughed fanatically. Everyone knew the standard procedure, because if something like this were supposed to happen, the cause needed to be found immediately. Corridors of Darkness appears in multiple places. People started to disappear, and all Nuri could do saw sit and look just as stupid as ever. Xemnas eyes shifted to Nuri as he opened a Corridor of darkness.

"You will be punished." He spoke as he walked into a black mist. Nuri clutched her fists at this comment. Who the hell was he to boss her around? It was Xemnas that needed her, not the other way around.

"Man, kiss my ass!" Nuri retorted, sticking out her tongue and making a childish face. The castle continued to shake wildly. Nuri still continued to stick out her tongue until Xigbar grabbed her arm. Nui clumsily arose, but her legs collapsed under her expeditiously. The only way Nuri was able to stand was because the Freeshooter was holding her up by her arm.

"Dude, I have to give you props… you're crazy!" Xigbar praised. Nuri took this sentence in fairly well, her ego rising much higher than it already was.

"So are you." Nuri replied.

Clunk

"Freakin'…ow!" Nuri exclaimed, something similar to a metal bowl rolling onto the floor. "What the hell did you just hit me with?!"

This comment earned Nuri a well deserved drop to the floor.

"I didn't do anythin'." Xigbar carped, turning around. His amber colored eye was now fixated on some sort of supernatural being. It looked absolutely horrendous. It looked like a human/dog hybrid, but more human than anything else. It had beady little eyes, hands for ears, one human arm and dog leg, and a vicious scowl. Nuri gathered herself and turned to look at the creature herself. At first she was startled, but then it dawned on her. That thing was not as ugly as Thanatos. Out of the blue, a bountiful number of those hybrids appeared. Now, Nuri was in serious trouble. Xigbar summoned his twin guns, smirking as he did so.

"All right then, the party has started!" Xigbar remarked, not hesitating to condemn hell to the unsightly intruders. Nuri's eyes wondered in trepidation. He had this covered right? I mean, this was Xemnas's room. If this place were to become trashed, she would not hear the end of Xemnas's rage. Nuri didn't really care about his winy-crybaby-assed opinion anyway. Even with the sound of Xigbar's guns firing, Nuri managed to close her eyes, and think in absolute peace.

"You have to remember who you are."

"I'm fine with who I am," Nuri answered out loud. The voice that was speaking to her sounded like Nuri's own voice.

"You can't forget me. You can't possibly forget me. Are you going to be ready when you realize the truth?"

"Maybe," Nuri answered. "Can I get my powers back now?"

"I suppose you could. Truth is, do you really need them?"

Nuri rolled her eyes. "Uh, yeah, please."

A vivid silver light radiated off Nuri's body, and before she knew it, she was herself again. Nuri stood up, and in all honesty, she felt extremely energized.

"You were suppose to become something special. Remember that. Adieu."

Nuri smacked her lips loudly. Since when did she have another voice in her head? Nuri summoned her katana and clutched it within both of her hands. She stared at the now small group of unknown hybrids, and Xigbar was still taking out most of them in lightning speed. Before she even got a chance to join the fight, the armada of monsters were gone.

"What took you so long, Nuri?" Xigbar, yet again taunted. Nuri walked towards Xigbar with an infuriated expression on her face.

"You're gonna' wish ya' didn't say what you just did!" Nuri hissed. The atmosphere was quite for about ten good seconds until Nuri threw her sword at a hybrid beast on the far end of the room. Afterwards, that hybrid started to glow a few colors before a trillion more appeared from the now deceased hybrid. Nuri one step back.

"Oh shit…" Nuri mumbled. Her apprehension vanished once Xigbar rested his hand on her shoulder.

"We're doin' this one together."

Nuri nodded her head. Xigbar disappeared from her eyesight, and she stood in one spot. Unlike Dusks, these things were slow and not really considered dangerous. They were probably stationed throughout the Caste Oblivion. Nuri could handle this. Nuri took one last breath before she closed her eyes. She extended her arms out at her adversaries, many of them being slaughter by Xigbar.

"Words of reverence… disappear!" Nuri yelled. She ran towards her enemies, attacking every gruesome thing she saw with a power driven kick. Gray light seeped through her legs and arms as she slaughter the competition. In a matter of a couple of minutes, the hybrids were gone. Nuri was crouched down, her left hand on her knee.

"Phew. That was fast!" Nuri beamed. Xigbar propped one of his guns across his shoulder.

"Don't get your hopes up, we have to meet up with the others, kid."

"Whatever, I am not a kid." Nuri wittily replied. Xigbar only scarcely smiled at this action. He opened a Corridor of Darkness himself.

"Be good now Trixie!" He taunted once more, leaving the Novelist in Xemnas room.

Shit. This was going to be a long non-existent day…

Out on the front porch,
watching the cars as they go by
(Eighteen blue, twenty one grey)
Looking ahead for the first time that we could drive,
Out on our own,
To speed away

A/N: Hey everybody! Yeah I know… why did I make you wait a half month for an update that wasn't even that good? Because, I had writer's block. And the next chapter is way more exciting! Yeah, I wanted to get this out of the way. U.U look at the preview! Yeah, I left a lot of things unanswered in this chapter, because I am going to answer them in the next one, ok? Wish me happy birthday! Sorry for the short chapter!

Word Count: 3,919

-: Chapter 8: The Psychotic Wars: Acedia :-

This girl looked at Nuri through tear filled purple eyes. Her lips quivered as she tried desperately to get words out of her mouth. It had been so many years, and this girl had been longing for the day when she finally reunited with her. However, she felt a tinge of pain. Why did Nuri leave and never come back? Nuri knew that she wanted to tell her something important. The grip on the purple haired girl's Keyblade tightened ten- fold. The purple haired girl's eyes widened in fear. She did not want to do this. She was beyond hurting anyone. Why did this weapon persist on forcing her into situations that she did not want to take part of?

"Ah… guys… I know you see this huge heartless coming right at us…"

"I think she wants to fight Nuri!" Xigbar chuckled. "I doubt you can beat that girl though. She has a Keyblade."

Nuri rolled her eyes. "Who are you?"

"R… Ruri…" She sheepishly spoke as her Keyblade dragged her towards Nuri. "…I'm glad to… have found… you… Kaori," Ruri finished, tears rolling down her cheeks. Nuri winced. This mission was turning into a pure punishment.