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Chapter 1: "Find the newborn nobody"

It was raining that night. Hasty commands had been cast towards the lower members of Organization XIII. Numbers VIII, IX, and XII really couldn't have cared less, seeing as they had no hearts, but that's beside the point.

The commands given to them were clouded, the only thing they caught behind the shadowed hood of their leader was "Find the newborn nobody."

They assumed the "newborn" would be in The World That Never Was. The dreary nightmare was the only place suitable for beings with no hearts. They deserved this forever dark dungeon, or at least, that's what they had been taught.

"Stupid rain…" A blonde woman muttered under her breath as she edged out from the entrance of their fortress, feeling meandering raindrops fall on her porcelain face as she held out a hand, as if she needed proof that it was raining.

"And of course WE have to go out in it," she complained once more.

"Stop complaining, Larxene," One of her companions said sharply as he walked into the rain without hesitation.

"We need to find this nobody, before the heartless get him. You know Xemnas would tan our hides if we failed at this."

Larxene scoffed at Axel as her other companion bounded past the two of them. He twirled once in the rain, his coat flaring out. When he stopped, he threw his hands in the air and smiled at the clouds. His blonde mullet was quickly plastered down by the onslaught of water.

"I don't see why you guys hate the rain so much. What's wrong with it?" IX asked happily, drowning in his joy.

Both Larxene and Axel muttered something under their breath about how Demyx should've been shot in the face.

They trudged past him and reached the limits of the city, the sitar-bearing member rushing after them.

"We'll split it up then, right?" Larxene asked, turning to Axel and Demyx. The spiky-red head nodded. He pointed the directions each of them would go, splitting it relatively evenly. Or at least, that's what he wanted them to believe. When they had gone off, Axel all but wandered, his gloved hands shoved in his coat's pockets.

Snickering quietly under his breath, he continued stepping through the small puddles that had formed sporadically on the ground.

"A new member, huh?" he asked himself aloud. "None of the others have been too bright, can't really hope for much in this one."

But despite himself, he knew something felt different. The air of their world had become lighter.

Or maybe it was all in his mind.

Axel continued wondering these thoughts to himself until he reached Memory's Skyscraper. This monumental building stood tall and proud, the tallest in the so-called city (Then of course, if it was a city, where were the rest of the inhabitants?). He felt drawn to it, for whatever strange reason. But the reason was made clear within a few moments.

For in the corner of his eye, Axel saw something. Emerald eyes focused on an odd shape in the alley, trying to make out what it was past the sheets of rain. He meandered near it cautiously, throwing away or burning (sometimes unsuccessfully) any obstacle in his way.

"Hey…" he whispered softly. "Hey, can you hear me?" He was sure this was the nobody. No. He was positive.

A blond head looked up warily. Axel was only a few feet away, and the figure clutched his bare legs closer to himself, squeezing his eyes shut as he tried to hide his body from this stranger.

The boy couldn't remember anything. His head was throbbing, and his body ached as if he had been ripped apart and then crudely stitched back together.

And now a stranger was confronting him. Fate just seemed to hate him today.

But the small framed boy couldn't help feeling a certain warmth emanating from this strange fire-headed man.

"Jeez…you're really young…" Axel observed when he tried inching closer as cerulean orbs stared blankly up at him.

The red-haired teen only sighed as he held out his arm, darkness surrounding it and forming a coat for the boy. He held it out, and a small trembling hand took it quickly, trying to avoid any contact.

Axel stood straight and looked up towards the sky. "Name's Axel. Got it memorized?" he said, smirking as he snapped his face back down to the blonde. He sighed as his attempts at being friendly seemed to fail. The young boy just clutched the coat tighter.

"You wouldn't happen to remember YOUR name, would you?"

A small shake answered him. Axel shook his head in response. "I figured as much." The florescent green eyes looked over the boy's body again.

"Can you even talk?" he asked. His question was one of worry, not of mocking.

The blonde boy went to open his mouth, but the only sound was a choked cry, much like a strangled bird. He clutched at his neck and immediately clamped his mouth shut.

Once more, the boy shook he head. Axel sighed. He understood this feeling. The emotion of being void, being scared and alone, and feeling the beginning of a deathless infinity.

"It's alright. Save your energy. You'll need it later," Axel reassured the boy as he held a hand out, meaning it to be taken. "Come on, I'll take you to a place where you can rest."

Those blue crystalline eyes stared at him again. They were wary and meek. A shaking hand lifted itself only slightly, hesitantly, then thought twice and lowered itself a little. Number VIII sighed.

"You'll have to trust me. I know that…you're scared. We all were when we first came here. But…I can take you to somewhere where you'll be with those…like you." Axel knew this probably sounded cryptic to the young boy's ears, but hoped it conveyed his message well enough.

"So please, trust me?" he questioned the boy. Within the next few moments, a certain warmth filled Axel.

The boy had chosen to trust this fiery man and had reached for his hand. When their skin touched, he could've sworn he felt sparks of fire light the palm of their flesh. But so many emotions and sights were filling him, that he reasoned it was only a figment of his imagination.

Axel stumbled back a few steps as the new boy all but collapsed on him. The boy's knees quivered as Axel wrapped the coat around him reassuringly. If not for the cloaked man standing in front of him, the smaller nobody would have surely fallen.

The blonde breathed heavily, panting against Axel's chest as he clutched onto VIII's arms. Such a simple task had depleted the boy's energy almost immediately.

Axel smiled softly at how dearly the boy held on to him. Really, he had no choice. Where else would he go? Stay out here in this god-forsaken rain beneath the faux light of their moon?

"Hey, can you hear me? We need to get back to the Castle. Can you wal-"

But the boy could not hear Axel's voice as he fell into unconciousness.

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