Summary: Watching someone die was never easy. It was harder to watch yourself die. It wasn't the real Zexion Repliku had killed, and Axel realized that too late. Now his plans to overthrow the Organization are shattered as Zexion escapes the fallen Castle Oblivion to report to Xemnas, but will he be able to make it in time? What if Axel gets there first?

Warning! This fanfic contains blood, gore, mentions of death, violence, cursing, dark imagery, betrayal, character death, slight hints of yaoi, and other things that make this rated T. Rating may go up in later chapters.

Disclaimer: I, KradsLover, do not own Kingdom Hearts. If I did I would not be writing fanfics and what I write would have happened.

Zexion swallowed softly as he quickly took a few steps away from the Nobody in front of him. It took all concentration to keep himself from looking frightened. He almost laughed at the idea but the moment he was stuck in was no laughing matter. "Seven.." he said softly, carefully hiding the disc and slip of paper inside his cloak, being as nonchalant as possible. His cerulean eyes flashed to a cold silver. "What do you mean.. Alive?" what was Saïx hiding behind that blank stare?

A smirk almost appeared on Saïx's face but he held it back. He was relieved, Zexion knew nothing of what he was up to. Obviously he thought the only traitors were at Castle Oblivion. And now they were dead and gone. "What I mean is," he began, his voice just as cold and calculating as Zexion's. "That we had been notified of almost every member of Castle Oblivion falling. If I recall you were the one to tell us of four and twelve," he started to walk around Zexion. Circling him like a hawk.

Zexion didn't like this. He felt like a rabbit, trapped by a wolf. His eyes followed Saïx's movements and he shifted so his back was never to the older Nobody's. "Hmph. Just because almost all of us had faded back into darkness, doesn't mean we all did," said the Schemer, his eyes narrowing as he continued to watch Saïx, trying to pick up on what he was up to.

"Of course not," said Saïx. There was laughter in his usually listless voice. "I just assumed that you were dead when eight returned without you." he stopped right in front of Zexion, leaning foreward a little so they were at eye level.

Saïx could see the anger bubble up inside of Zexion. He knew Zexion felt betrayed by Axel. That is if they could feel. Some of the Nobodies said they could feel, but they were really just pretending. They were like children, holding on to the shadow of a memory, refusing to part with it.

"In fact..." Saïx continued, "I was hoping you were dead!" he snarled and suddenly his claymore was in his hand.

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The moment Axel walked into the Superior's office, he knew he was in trouble. The look of murder flashing in those amber eyes told him that he might lose a limb on the way out.

"Eight.." Xemnas began as he stood up. "I have been informed of the little... 'Play' you have been performing in Castle Oblivion.."

The red-head watched the Superior warily. So he knew of his schemes, but how much did he know? "Yes, Superior?"

"Although you do have my gratitude for ridding us of the traitors, formally known as eleven and twelve.." Xemnas droned on, turning around and staring out the large window in the room, up at Kingdom Hearts. "I am very disappointed in how you treated your other comrades."

Axel blinked his bright green eyes, his lips tightening into a thin line. ".. Sir..?"

"Zexion-" Only Zexion and Saïx did Xemnas ever refer to by name "- had been sending me letters to keep me up to date on everything that had been happening in Castle Oblivion. He told me of what you did to four..." Xemnas's tone went from one of no infliction to one of anger. "And thanks to the dusks I had wondering about there, I have also been informed that you were not there to protect the one who we needed the most!"

Axel barely had any time to dodge as one of Xemnas's Ethereal Blades was suddenly zooming in towards his face. He just barely got away with a singed cheek. He panted heavily and clung to the wall. Those damned dusks! He thought he had killed them all. But at least they didn't give Xemnas all the information.

"Do you have any idea how valuable Zexion was to this Organization!?" Xemnas' voice boomed as he turned around, his orange eyes alight with furry. "All of our plans and our resources where all because of him!"

"My apologies.. Superior," said Axel through gritted teeth. "I could not find Zexion in time before the rouge replica had gotten to him."

Before Axel could blink Xemnas had punched him in the face. To say the pyro was in shock was an understatement. Xemnas rarely showed that he could fight, let alone actually hit one of his subordinates.

"That's no excuse!" Xemnas yelled.

Axel was confused. Just how important had the twerp been? "But! He might be alive!" he said quickly before he could be hit again.

"Explain."

Axel swallowed. "I.. I heard his voice. Somewhere within Castle Oblivion but when I tried to find him, nothing." he reached into his cloak and pulled out the papers. "And I did manage to take these from Vexen's lab. Most of the other files were damaged and someone wiped the computer clean. Only Zexion had access to that thing." he was trying to turn the tables on Zexion. If he was alive, he needed to make Xemnas angry with him.

Xemnas's expression softened a little as he took the documents, looking them over. He smirked, obviously pleased with what Axel brought him.

"Well.. This is indeed good new-" he stopped as a loud scream could be heard within the building.

-

Never in his life had Zexion been more thankful for his small size. Sure it limited him in every day things, but when needed his light weight made it easier for him to run. And that was what he was doing.

He didn't dare look behind him. He knew what was there; Saïx, near beserk mode with his claymore out. He was hungry for blood. Zexion tried to pick up his speed as he heard the air shift. He yelped as he felt the ground shake, the claymore had missed him by an inch and was embedded into the wall.

"Please! Someone, help!" he screamed as he turned a corner. He still had no magic left in him and could not open a portal. He needed a potion or an ether! He ran faster and turned another corner. He could hear Saïx screaming with rage as he tried to remove his weapon from the wall. This gave Zexion some time.

All around the Castle were vases. Dusks would gather various items from other worlds and place those items in the vases. Sometimes they were useless things and sometimes they were things that could save ones life. Zexion ran over and pushed one of the gigantic vases to the ground, watching as the contents spilled out. Most of the items were munny and blaze shards. His eyes lit up as he saw a golden object on the ground. An Elixer!

He grabbed the Elixer and chugged down the contents. Unlike the potion, it wasn't bitter. The taste was probably one of the best things to touch his tongue right now. He felt any wounds heal and his fatigue left his body. He felt his magic return to him and it surged through his body. Holding out his hand, his lips curled into a smirk of delight as the pages of his lexicon appeared and bonded together until his weapon was once again whole.

At that moment Saïx came around the corner, his eyes were pure yellow and the X shaped scare on his head had become blotchy and more painful looking. His teeth were bared and his gloves had ripped to reveil claw-like nails. His beserk mode had come out, releasing the beast within.

Zexion's smirk grew and his lexicon grew to the size of a skateboard. "Bring it on, mutt!" he yelled, jumping on top of the floating dictionary. He steadied himself and kept his balance as the book circled around the enraged Nobody. Zexion remembered long ago a boy not much older than him doing something similar with a strange weapon. That was when he had a heart though...

Saïx practically roared as he swung his heavy claymor up, almost hitting Zexion's leg. Lunatic, though a powerful weapon, was very heavy. Saïx may have been a fast fighter, but he wasn't fast enough to cover the open spot he left. Zexion jumped up in the air long enough for his lexicon to open and shoot page after page at Saïx. The thin papers cut the skin and agrivated the Diviner even more. The Schemer gave a triumphant yell and jumped back onto his weapon.

Saïx was getting tired of this and he roared again. He swung his claymore again, hitting the bottom of Zexion's lexcon.

Zexion let out a yelp as he fell off and landed painfully on the ground. His eyes widened as Saïx stood over him, Claymor raised for a final strike.

Author's Notes: Oooh... I bet you all hate me right now don't you? I gave another cliff hanger. But hey! That makes you want to read more, and makes you more prompt to give me review. 83 And be happy I updated this fast! And I'm sorry I'm no good with fight scenes.

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