Beep, beep, beep, SMASH! Grumbling angrily, Luxaji lifted her hand from the wreckage of her alarm clock and turned over, her red covers already half off her bed.
"Morning bad, Lux sleepy…" She moaned, snuggling back under the grey sheets. There was a click in the background as her wall of stereo systems turned on, the alarm that was preprogrammed into the clock realizing it needed to go off. A blast like a bomb exploding came from her speakers, her favorite music, and she jumped, throwing the sheets all over the place.
"What the friek!?" As she blinked, still stunned by the blasting music, her door slammed open and her angry slightly startled neighbor stared crazily at the speaker system.
"Turn that frieking thing off!! She screamed, balancing at the threshold of the dark room, hands braced against the door frame. Alarmed, Luxaji stumbled out of bed, tripping on a random empty pizza box, and hit the off switch.
"Turn that thing down! I don't want to have to wake up to that every morning!" Naxelaith sighed, relaxing and going back to her room. Finally shaking off the shreds of sleep, the third in charge now grumpily stalked over to her closet, which was somehow already bursting at the seams. Snatching her usual three shirts from their hangers, she grumbled sleepily as she thought of the training meeting in about a half an hour. Exiting the room and feeling quite cross about having to wake up, a portal jumped up at her feet, leading to the kitchen.
Already the room was busy. Anaxn, having finished her breakfast, was making waffles for the rest of the group. There was a small line waiting for their food and Luxaji joined it, grabbing a plate from the cabinets on the right. Passing Dekayx who was filling a cup with coffee, she filed in behind Naryx.
"Why do we have to have waffles?" Number four whined, staring dismally at the small pile of waffles in his plate.
"Shut up and eat your damned waffles." Superior growled and Xurikus sulked his way into the dining room.
"Do you like waffles? Yeah, we like waffles…" Naryx began singing, only to be hit on the head with a spatula.
"No singing in the morning." Snarled Anaxn. Luxaji waited sleepily as the unhappy cook tried not to burn the next few waffles on the iron.
"Here." Luxaji accepted the slightly burnt breakfast and joined the rest of the group in the dining hall. The entire gang was there eating their waffles, sans the cook and number 8. Taking her seat across from Kitexa near the head of the table, Luxaji rumbled,
"Whoever is next to me better pass the syrup or I dump it on your head." At a growl from her right, Luxaji saw Dekayx glaring at her with her one eye, holding the syrup. Rubbing the back of her head, Luxaji carefully took the syrup out of number five's grasp.
"Does anyone want more waffles?" Anaxn shouted from the kitchen doorway, still holding her spatula. There was silence, then a splat as Xathreg did a face plant into what remained of his breakfast.
"I'll take that as a no." She said, walking back into the kitchen. Conversation was slow as everyone sleepily finished their food, until Superior called everyone to put away their dishes and head for the training hall.
The hall itself was huge, with a target range to the left and training dummies on the right, as well as the arena in the center. The space near the door was where Anaxn had gathered them. Beckoning Luxaji and Kitexa to her side, she then addressed the inexperienced nobodies.
"One of the abilities of a nobody is the wielding of an element and the capacity to summon an weapon. I'll show you." Luxaji watched from the corner of her eye as the Superior summoned a bow from midair, a quiver full of red feathered arrows settling on her shoulders. Sweeping her hand in front of her, the gale startled the foremost nobodies and sent them stumbling back a few steps.
"I can control the element of wind. Luxaji, Kitexa, demonstrate." On the other side of Anaxn, number two had pulled up a glaive in a flash of electricity, then sent a bolt of lightning through the ceiling. Staring at her hand, Luxaji summoned her gun in a flash, the light purple highlighted by a set of mirrors on the barrel. Holding up her other hand, she snapped her fingers, making the illusion that there were three of her, then sent them charging at the group, a few of whom stepped back in surprise until the illusion faded through their bodies.
"Element of electricity."
"Element of illusion."
"As you can see, every nobody controls an element and weapon. Now you will be split up into groups of three under one of us, who will guide you in finding each of these. Xurikus, Tasirxt, Xathreg, come with me. Dekayx, Naxelaith and Kexlly, you go train with Kitexa. Sicjexas, Xetaik, Naryx, you all follow Luxaji." They split, Xurikus and Xathreg both looking slightly pained as they followed the Superior to the arena. Luxaji grumbled, leading her parade to the target range. Why did she have to instruct the yellow dressed perky nobody?
"Alright, listen up idiots. Try to summon your weapon from where ever it is, the darkness in your heart." Leaning against a post, she watched them screw up their eyes, holding their hands in front of them in an attempt to summon their weapons. Looking back, number three watched Anaxn explain how the absence of heart contained their weapons. With a glare from the superior, Luxaji sighed, turning back to her three charges.
"Your weapon in somewhere in the space thing where your heart was. Feel around there." Sicjexas's eyes narrowed and sparks of darkness began forming between her outstretched palms. As Luxaji got off her post, the sparks fused, forming a long decorated scythe. Phases of the moon lined themselves along the staff edge and stars served as the ends.
"Nice, number 6." Glancing at Sicjexas, Naryx also closed his eyes, channeling the emptiness where his heart was into his hands. A spiral of blackness began winding itself between his hands, slowly forming a wooden handle. In a flash, a scythe blade appeared at one end, and there was a clank as a ball and chain streamed from the other edge. Two scythes, interesting… Luxaji thought, now watching Xetaik in anticipation. The brightly colored nobody scrunched her face together again, now the last one to summon her weapon. Finally, the air began to mist and snow flashed as her weapon finally emerged from the darkness. The third in command leapt back, startled by number 9's weapon, although she really shouldn't have been. It was a parasol, yellow and lined with fluff.
"What the fuck?" Luxaji screamed, backing away from Xetaik, who dancing around and hugging her newfound weapon.
"It's so cute and fluffy!"
"Alright, shut up! Enough with the fluffy fest! Stop being so goddamned hyper and heads up!" Luxaji's gun fired off a bullet at the blue-haired spaz who screamed, holding her parasol in front of her face. Another flash and a drop in temperature accompanied the spike of ice that now encased the bullet in the space between the two.
"Ice element." Luxaji grunted, remembering the ice element in Organization XIII, Vexen, who had helped her regain her heart.
"Now, I'm gonna make an illusion and do whatever comes into your nonexistent brain to defend yourself. Now." With a snap of her fingers a door, wooden and seemingly solid, flew at Naryx's face. Surprised, his hands shot up and to his surprise, he felt power run through his limbs. The door stopped, floating in midair very strangely and lifted off the ground.
"The heck??" Number three asked, staring at the floating illusion.
"Telekinesis." Anaxn declared, watching the oddity and number eleven's shocked face. Turning back to Xathreg, he fidgeted as she growled at him,
"Come on now, attack me!" Shrugging, Luxaji turned back to her charges and ignored Anaxn's yell of pain as she collided with the wall, caused by a blast of sound from Xathreg's metal arm.
"There we go. That's what I want."
"Your turn Sicjexas." Although she was shaking a bit, the nobody held her ground, scythe in a defensive position. At the crack, three clones of Luxaji charged at number six, each brandishing a gun. The distance they were able to cover was unexpected and they were in Sicjexas's face before she knew it. There was a blast emanating from her scythe, stretching out beyond its ends and Luxaji's eyes widened as she watched her clones disappear into a large hole of blackness, spotted with pinpricks of light. Whirling around when she heard a whoosh, the moody nobody saw her three clones each staring at each other, just as confused as she was.
"A space element, imagine that." The third in charge scoffed, snapping her fingers again to make her illusions disappear. Settling back on her post, Luxaji glanced at Kitexa's group. Number two had engaged Dekayx's new weapon, a large curved sword with flames as a hilt. Kexlly was standing by another one of the dummies, wielding a large hammer in her hands.
"Everyone finished?" Anaxn called, stepping down from the arena. The entire group converged in the center and Luxaji was forced to get off her post. Looking around, she took notice of the varied weapons around the room. Xurikus was proudly holding a staff topped by an hourglass in an orb, a watch inserted into the wood. The weapon obviously stated that Xurikus was the element of time. Dekayx was leaning on a large three foot sword, curved with flames on the hilt declaring that she was a fire element. Next to Anaxn was Tasirxt with one of the largest weapons of all, an almost five foot sword with a dark almost night-like metal as the blade. Swords seemed to be in abundance as Naxelaith also carried two, one the shimmering blue of water. Kexlly's hammer posed a problem, though. What was her element? Then Luxaji looked at the training area, noticing the large slabs of earth pulled up. She must be an earth element, like Lexaeus. Number three sniggered, as Lexaeus was the least amusing person in the entirety of Organization XIII. Now only one member was left not carrying a weapon, Xathreg. Still, the fact that his arm was made of metal and had been able to smash Anaxn into the wall with a blast of sound proved that that was to be his weapon of choice. Anaxn's survey of the group obviously pleased her.
"Alright, meeting adjourned. However, I will leave your group leaders responsible for teaching you how to summon a portal. Dismissed." The leader of the group disappeared into her own darkness and again, the nobodies filed out into the entrance hall. Luxaji grumbled something about crazy superiors, heading for the kitchen to find another cup of tea.