Sorry for the wait! But I was gone for about two weeks with no computer access while I was in North Carolina and Canada. Yup, went to Canada. And the part of Canada I visited was empty. Seriously, there really wasn't much there. North Carolina was a lot of fun though:D And the organic chocolate with coffee bits in it... mmm... the mint was good, too. :)

But enough about that--you guys have been waiting forever for the chapter, not for my rambling. -.-;

Axel perked his ears. He'd been reading in his room—unlike Sora, he actually owned a few books that interested him—when he could've sworn he heard a shout outside his room. Several yells and a general ruckus soon followed. Now that he was actually paying attention to the sounds beyond his room, he could make out a few words such as "Heartless" and "under attack" as well as what sounded like an occasional battle cry. What really got his attention, however, was a question asked by what he was sure was a girl's voice.

"Where's Sora?"

Someone must have pointed the way because a quick "Thank you!" was said soon after by the same voice.

Putting all the pieces together, it wasn't hard to figure out that they were under attack from Heartless and they were after Sora. But why Sora? Axel wondered. I'm his best friend and even I don't understand what's so important about him! He shrugged it off. If things continued the way they were going, he was sure to find out soon enough.

A thump against the door brought him out of his musings. No guards had been assigned to him, so maybe . . . When whatever or whoever hit the door, maybe they'd dislodged the lock! It was worth a try, anyhow, Axel figured. He would've much rather been outside knowing what was going on instead of staying inside. Safe, maybe yes, but he'd never know the situation that way.

Rushing to the door with his hopes raised, Axel attempted to turn the knob only to find it still locked shut.

Damn it . . . I need to know what's going on!

It may have seemed desperate, but Axel wasn't bothering to care as he pounded on the door, calling for somebody to let him out.

-

"Almost there," Namine informed. They'd been lucky not to run into anyone else yet, and Namine was grateful for that—having to explain why she was escorting two humans around would not be fun.

"That's what you said earlier," Roxas mentioned, doing his best not to stumble on the unseen floor.

"Well, this time I can see it," Namine retorted before she froze. Strewn on the ground were several bodies and a myriad of black, gloopy creatures with golden, glowing eyes. Springy antennae sprouted from their heads as they swayed left and right, over and under and all over the area.

"Namine," Cloud whispered. "What are those yellow things?"

Startled, Namine gasped, "Huh? You can see them?"

"Yeah, and they're getting closer!" Roxas warned as the black bodies with the illuminated eyes crept towards them menacingly.

The vampire glanced around—Axel's room was right there! Only one of the little buggers was actually in the way, and if that wasn't enough, she was positive she could hear something banging and shouting from the other side! Pulling her constantly sharpened pencil out of her pocket, she gave quick instructions to the other two.

"Cloud, let go of Roxas and stay put! Roxas, I'm gonna get you to Axel, but after that me and Cloud are gone, got it?"

Cloud nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine for a few minutes," he assured.

Pulling a hairpin out of her head, letting some of her bangs fly in her face, she gripped it in her teeth, murmuring, " Now!"

Roxas was yanked forward suddenly as Cloud's reassuring hand left his, and he nearly tripped after the vampire who pulled him swiftly behind. The one creature Namine had noticed would be in their way shlooped to the floor and slid over the ground towards them. Without any hesitation, Namine brought her pencil out and stabbed the thing in the eye. As it screamed in silent agony, successfully distracted from its target, Namine rushed Roxas into the wall as she fingered with the hairpin and the lock hanging off the doorknob.

"Namine . . ." Roxas muttered warningly; the creature had recovered from the unexpected pencil strike and was coming towards them again with several more flanking it.

"Just a sec . . ." she mumbled, the metal finally clicking into place. "Get in there!" she shouted, shoving him into the room as the door swung open. His foot accidentally kicked it shut again as he toppled onto something on the other side.

"Cloud! You alright?" Namine cried, surveying the approaching army of little black . . . things.

"Yeah, but I don't have a weapon and some of them are getting a little too close for comfort!" he responded.

"Gotcha!" With that, the vampire leaped over the area she'd run across recently with Roxas almost effortlessly. Grabbing Cloud's forearm roughly, she jerked him away from the scene as they sprinted down the hall.

"What are those things?" Cloud asked loudly.

"Demons from Kingdom Hearts—I'm not sure who brought them here though! Just keep running and I'll get you to Leon safely! His room is on the next floor and the stairs are right up ahead!"

Cloud nodded as they raced along the corridor, hoping to find Leon soon.

-

Axel groaned. He'd been pounding on the door—hoping for some sort of response—when the door opened much too suddenly, knocking him back. And if that wasn't enough, some heavy weight had tumbled onto him directly after.

"Sorry, Axel," the weight grumbled, but that weight's voice was awfully familiar . . .

Blond, messy hair . . . bright blue eyes . . . human smell . . .

"Roxas!" the vampire yelped, emerald eyes widening.

Sitting up on Axel's lap, Roxas held the back of his head, answering, "Yeah, hi, Axel."

"But—what are you doing here?! How'd you even get here alive? Why are you here?" The questions poured out of Axel's mouth like water spilling forth from the sea onto sandy shores.

"Uh . . . Well . . . Riku ran away, so Cloud 'n' me went to look for him. Then we ran into Larxene and she brought us here. Then she disappeared and Namine found us and took me here to you—she's taking Cloud to Leon now. Oh, and did you know that there are some weird little things with glowing yellow eyes out there?"

Roxas took Axel's jaw-dropped expression as a "no."

Taking note of their position during Axel's silence, Roxas stood up—his cheeks showing only the faintest shades of red. Axel quickly broke out of his trance and followed suit. A short scrutiny of the human was held just to make sure it wasn't some fake trick Kairi was pulling to make him confess that yes, he knew the kid in that photo.

Then again, he'd already shown familiarity, and Roxas seemed to be getting annoyed with him staring at him. Whoops.

Poking the blond's nose, Axel stated, "I gotta lotta questions for you right now, but I'll ask the one that means most right now: What little creatures with glowing yellow eyes were you talking about?"

Roxas blinked, then scowled a bit, reaching up to rub his nose. "I dunno. But when we came up to this hallway, there were a bunch of glowing yellow eyes staring at us. Some of them tried to attack us, too, but I couldn't really see what they looked like—can't really see much of anything in this place," he added.

"Sorry, I forgot you can't see as well as I can in the dark," Axel apologized. "But it sounds like . . ." he murmured, trailing off. "Fighting and creatures with glowing eyes attacking us doesn't sound good. And somebody's after Sora, too."

A puzzled expression settled on Roxas's facial features. "Just who would attack you guys, anyway? And why would Sora have anything to do with it?"

"I suppose Heartless would—that'd probably explain the creatures running around, too." At Roxas's even more quizzical face, he elaborated, "Heartless has a nasty habit of summoning demons, so that's what the creatures probably are. I have no idea what Sora's role is though . . . People are always hinting at stuff dealing with him, but he's never told me what they want from him or anything."

"Haven't you ever bothered to ask Sora directly?" Roxas pressed.

Axel shrugged. "I figure if he doesn't think I need to know, I probably don't. Anyway, I say we find out what's going on—you unlocked the door, right?" he checked, glancing at the once-again-shut door.

Roxas nodded. "Yeah, Namine picked at it with a metal clip or something, I think. But how do you plan to find out what's going on out there? The halls were completely deserted when we went through them."

"Ah, but that's because these hallways are for vampires' bedrooms, and most of the vampires are out feeding at this time of night. This wing wouldn't be of high importance when under siege to either defenders or attackers unless they had something specific they were looking for in this wing either. In this case, it sounds like Sora. Now, c'mon, we can find your brother and Leon—he should know what's happening."

Sighing, Roxas replied, "You know I'll probably just slow you down, right? I'm blind in this place and not that great of a fighter either. Cloud taught me a few things, but . . ."

Axel flashed a smile. "Don't worry about it! I gotcha covered, 'k?"

"If you say so . . ." Roxas agreed although in the back of his mind, doubts were definitely present.

"I do say so," Axel confirmed. With that, the duo sprung out of Axel's room—each clasping the other's palm tightly in their own. Axel tugged Roxas into the direction opposite the demons with golden eyes as they bolted to find out just what the heck was going on.

-

Namine breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, they hadn't run into many other demons. Only a few scattered far and wide which made them easier to avoid. Nonetheless, the demons had managed to invade and infect the castle—bringing their own personal touch to the vampire residence with them. Portals to Kingdom Hearts randomly opened and shut all on their own in the deeper shadows as demons slipped through the doors.

Unlike with Axel, however, she and Cloud found Leon busy fending off a particularly nasty group of the demonic buggers. These demons were bigger with faint shades of blue and red swirling on their bodies; a medieval helmet suitable for a knight clanked on each head as they fought in a way similar to a clumsy dance.

But none of this appeared to deter the vampire's determination to be rid of the darn things as he swung at them effortlessly with his blade.

"Leon!" Namine cried to gain his attention. She would've rather just joined him in the fray, but she couldn't exactly leave Cloud on his own. Besides, all she had was a sharp pencil. And in a physical battle, that really wasn't much of a weapon.

Leon's head shot up for a moment at the voice, recognizing both individuals. He opened his mouth to say something, but the demons had taken advantage of the distraction and assaulted his reflexive defenses again.

Namine watched on nervously while Cloud stood there, uncertain. Neither had a real weapon to help—all they could do was stay out of the way. (Not that Cloud would be able to see his enemy very well anyway. All he could see were the creepy yellow eyes.)

The object of their attention worked his way towards them through the swarm, cutting down whichever demon was foolish enough to take him on. It wasn't long before they fled—probably declaring Leon too much for the time being.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Namine pulled Cloud over to Leon who looked much too tired for a vampire. Vampires weren't supposed to get tired; their bodies weren't meant to work that way with the immortality thing and all. Yet there Leon was, breathing a little harder than usual with some sweat visible on his brow. Well, visible to Namine, anyway. Cloud was still as blind as a bat.

"Leon, you alright?" he asked awkwardly.

Leon grunted. "Yeah, I'm fine, but more importantly," he said, gazing hard at Cloud, "why are you here?"

The human sighed. "Long story—can I explain later? It doesn't look like we much time right now. Roxas is with Axel and he thinks Riku's here or something."

"What?"

Namine cut in, "Hey, do you know what's actually going on right now, Leon? 'Cause the rest of us are in the dark."

"Well, Heartless thought they'd throw a surprise visit and invited a bunch of demons along for the party. Most have gone down to guard the throne room, the dungeons, and the infirmary, but I need to check on Sora."

Wrinkling his brow in slight confusion, Cloud wondered, "Why the dungeons and infirmary?"

Namine turned to him curiously. "Isn't it obvious? The sick can't take defend themselves, and the dungeons—"

"—are where the princesses are being held," Leon finished for her.

The blonde girl nodded. "Exactly, but Leon . . . why do you need to check on Sora? I know he's your brother, but he does have guards."

"Namine, one of those guards is Demyx."

". . . Point taken."

"Who's Demyx?" Cloud questioned.

"Not a fighter," Leon replied. "Zexion should help him out, but still . . . even Zexion only knows the basics."

"We'll stop by," Namine said. "His room's just further down the hall on Axel's floor, right?"

At Leon's nod, she responded happily, "Good! Leon, you help Cloud around—hell, you can carry him on your back for all I care."

Normally, Leon would've smirked at a suggestion like that, but after that fight they'd had . . . He just didn't feel up to it.

Cloud must've had similar feelings because he chose to grip Leon's arm firmly instead. (That, or he just didn't want to be carried.)

With the travel arrangements settled, the trio set off for Sora's room.

-

"Rikku, are you sure this is the right way?"

Rikku giggled as the three swiftly walked down the corridor, several demons close behind them out of pure curiosity to see what the females were up to. The demons were ordered not to attack them, but they figured they could still find some fun in the dark hallways.

"Of course I know the way, Yunie! That vampire back there showed me," she answered brightly—much too brightly for a girl traveling through a shadowy castle filled with vampires (and now demons, too).

"But he could've been lying," Paine countered, glancing back at the demons behind them; she didn't trust any of the shady, black creatures.

Rikku pouted. "Who would lie in a situation like that? Besides, I see two people up ahead!" she announced, an unnatural smirk gracing her usually cheery features.

-

Now Zexion wasn't stupid. Let that be said first. He'd heard something in the distance a while back, but there'd been other somethings covering the details up. While he had paid attention to the sounds drifting down the corridor, he could only catch so much of the dialog even with his vampiric hearing.

He blamed Demyx.

Demyx had refused to shut up the entire time, thanks to his, as some might call it, "caffeine high." And even when the blond vampire had kept his mouth shut, his foot would tap or he'd spontaneously burst into dance or he'd make saliva bubbles with his mouth.

All of which, Zexion found very distracting. (Especially the dancing.)

So when he saw three girls he didn't recognize coming towards them, he cuffed Demyx lightly on the shoulder and gestured at the figures, thinking his message was clear that they should stand at the ready.

Somehow, Demyx misunderstood and popped a squat next to the door.

Smacking his own forehead, Zexion growled and mumbled that that wasn't what he meant at all. Gripping the other's arm none-too-lightly and jerking him up, Zexion said, in very clear English (he made sure to enunciate), that they were possible enemies and they should stand tall.

Then Demyx, always being one for humor, couldn't help but laugh at the irony since, as he ended up pointing out, Zexion was kind of short.

But there was no more time for their shenanigans as the girls came up, several demons still traipsing after them.

"Excuse me," Yuna interrupted. "Is this, by any chance, Sora's room?"

Zexion just stared at them. The girl talking to them—Yuna—was sporting a cream-colored corset-like top and a pair of really short shorts, half of which was covered up by an ankle-length expanse of fake, blue and white feathers that fell over her entire left leg.

He was about to shake his head—he really didn't want to deal with them—when Demyx nodded.

Zexion wasn't sure who he wanted to kill first—Demyx or Xigbar.

"Great!" Yuna said, clapping her hands together once. "Then will you please step aside and let us through?"

"Yeah, we're kinda in a hurry," added Rikku. Looking over at her, Zexion realized she was one of those females who had to be at home at the beach. She wore a canary yellow bikini top and a miniskirt. Her ensemble was complete with white, ruffled arm-warmers and a mountain of braids overflowing from her headband.

"Sorry, but we're guards for a reason," Zexion spat. They were interfering with his job, and he didn't like it. Why was the girl in back so quiet, anyway? Her friends seemed cheerful, but she was tall and dressed in black leather boots, shorts, and a wraparound shirt thing with a boyish haircut to top it off. Some accessory was also dangling from her waist, but Zexion didn't examine it closer.

Then again, maybe her wardrobe spoke for itself. And maybe it wasn't such a wonder why she didn't seem as happy as her friends.

"Oh dear . . . I do hope you'll change your mind when you realize we're quite willing to result to force," Yuna tried again, giving them an utterly artificial smile that made Zexion want to close his eyes, find his happy place, and make her go away.

Both guards moved to stand firmly in front of the door, agreeing silently that they were going to do their job and no one would pass them by without a fight.

Rikku twitched. "Aw, c'mon, Yunie, let's just kick their butts and be on our way!"

Paine stepped forward. "I agree, we shouldn't waste any more time than we have to."

Sighing, Yuna gave in. "I suppose so, but I really do wish we didn't have to do this." Turning to the Demyx and Zexion, she said, "You might wanna prepare yourselves—we're stronger than we look."

With that, Yuna pulled out two guns from behind her back; they were pistols, each with a long barrel. She popped in a few bullets with obviously experienced hands. Rikku, on the other hand, unsheathed two well-sharpened knives from her boots, gripping them comfortably in her palms. And, with a long shhhhhhft, Paine withdrew a long blade from her 'accessory' Zexion had failed to analyze earlier.

And then there was Demyx and Zexion, each bringing out the swords issued to them when they were given the job. Admittedly, they weren't quite taught how to use the swords, but that was something that the armorers had expected everyone to know. (Because back in their day when they were human, you simply weren't a man until you'd learned to use a sword or a weapon of some kind. It was standard.)

However, before anyone could emit any sort of battle cry and launch them into combat, the demons that had been previously following the girls slid over the floor to claw at the vampires. Surprised, Zexion and Demyx attempted to wound the creatures that had attacked them, but were left waving their weapon through empty air. As the fight between the guards and the demons escalated, they were forced to abandon their post—leaving the door alone.

Without further ado, Rikku rushed forward and, rapidly slipping a pin from her hair, she skillfully picked the lock—freeing it in seconds. Yuna and Paine were right behind her as they dashed into the room—leaving the guards to deal with the troublesome demons.

-

Riku and Sora had, after some more kissing, settled themselves comfortably on the bed. In other words, they were cuddling. Quite happily, too, in fact, when they heard a ruckus going on outside the door. Both had stiffened next to each other, unsure of what to make of it or what to do. They were still anxiously anticipating the moment when others would barge in and demand that Sora either drink Riku's blood or they do something about that for him.

That was how they were found when the three girls burst into the room.

Sora's face crumpled into an expression known universally as that of confusion.

"Don't I know you from somewhere? You're not vampires, are you . . . ?" he said—half asking them and half mumbling to himself.

However, the females apparently heard him, nonetheless.

Yuna answered, "Yes and no—we've met briefly, and we aren't vampires. Please, don't confuse us with your unholiness.." She gave an innocent smile following her words, acting as if she didn't just stab Sora directly with her insulting words.

Meanwhile, Rikku and Paine began searching the room from top to bottom. They were somewhat conscious of being polite to Sora's few possessions; the vampire yelled at them in vain to cut it out, but his complaints didn't prove to be very effective. Riku's eyes were just beginning to recognize Yuna's face—her voice only confirmed his sense of deja vu.

"You guys, you were at that retreat, right? For church, about a month ago?" He questioned quickly.

Yuna nodded. "Yes, we were there. You're . . . Riku, right? And we know Sora."

"How do you know me? We never really met," Sora commented. He didn't like the sound of others knowing him and searching his room without him knowing them. Like they always said, know your enemy.

Unfortunately, Sora apparently hadn't even been aware of all his enemies, so that ruined that plan.

"No, we haven't," Yuna stated, agreeing whole-heartedly with Sora's comment.

Sora really didn't like the situation; he was about to protest their actions when Paine opened her mouth.

"I don't think it's here," the woman said firmly.

"Same here," Rikku concurred.

Yuna frowned. "Are you sure? You checked everywhere?"

"There aren't that many places to check," Paine reminded her, motioning at the small room.

"Couldn't we just ask them?" Rikku suggested.

"I suppose we don't have much choice," admitted Yuna. Turning to Sora, she asked quite bluntly, "Where's your heart?"

Sora's face went passive as he replied, "I have no idea what you mean."

"Don't play dumb!" Rikku cried. "We know that you're the only person who has any idea where it is!"

"Our job is to find and secure your heart for our client, Sora," Yuna informed, fingers playing over the gun in her hands. "It's nothing personal, but we need it. And you're the only person who would know where it is."

Again, Sora replied, "I told you, I have no idea what you're talking about."

Riku interrupted, "Why do you guys need Sora's . . . er . . . heart, anyway? What do you mean, 'for a client?' Just what's going on!"

Yuna clarified, "It's simple, Riku. We're slayers—that's our trade. But people don't seem to realize they need us anymore, so to make enough money to pay the bills, we're forced to take a few jobs that might seem a bit . . . questionable . . ."

"Why don't you just get a job at Wal-Mart?" Riku challenged. "Surely a part-time job for each of you would pay the rent!"

Paine snorted. "Riku, we have our damned pride. Like vampires, slayers are immortal—just on the opposite end of the spectrum."

"If you have pride, why are you doing this?!" Riku demanded.

It was Rikku who responded this time. "Because," she said, "it's our job. And this is a helluva lot more fun than stocking inventory or slapping sandwiches together."

"Now, Sora," Yuna began. "Hand over your heart or we'll be forced to take you with us."

Riku glanced anxiously at the vampire who said with a blank expression, "I don't know what you're talking about."

Yuna's lips pursed. "I see," she said before whispering, "Too bad . . ."

Rikku sighed. "I never got to use my mythril . . ."

Before Riku could ask if she was talking about Lord of the Rings, she and Paine headed over to Sora. The vampire, however, wasn't ready to come along quietly. Instead, he leaped from the bed to the floor. But the room's size caught up to him, and he was soon cornered by the slayers.

"Get away from him!" Riku shouted, standing up.

"Too late!" Rikku told him as their encroaching figures muted Sora's shouts. The human ran over and attempted to stop them, but was knocked backwards hard.

"Riku! RIKU!" Sora called to no avail—the human had banged his head roughly with the wall and the desk, striking him unconscious. Rikku reached for Sora's arm, but he snatched hers instead. Clenching her forearm fiercely, he only released it when she yanked it back, crying out as something snapped. Before he could try to escape the corner, Paine thumped the back of his head forcibly with the hilt of her blade—effectively serving him the same fate as Riku's.

"Your arm ok, Rikku?" Yuna checked, concerned.

Biting her lip and nodding, Rikku said, "Yeah, I think he fractured it, but it'll be fine in a bit."

"Sure?"

"Uh-huh, it should stop hurting in an hour or so, I think . . ."

Not convinced, Yuna dug a small bottle of pain pills out of her pocket and handed one to Rikku. The blonde girl took it and popped it into her mouth, swallowing it immediately. Her features relaxed visibly in a minute as the pill worked its magic, easing the pain in her arm.

"Better?" Yuna asked.

"Yeah, thanks, Yunie," Rikku answered, giving her a grin. "C'mon, we better go before Maleficent throws a tantrum."

And so, draping Sora over Paine's shoulder, the slayers fled the scene, hurrying towards the throne room.

-

Kairi cursed under her breath as the ugly, lumbering bulk of an oaf entered the room—the princesses in tow. There were five girls behind him; respectively, they were Jasmine, Alice, Cinderella, Snow White, and Belle.

Saix stumbled after them, looking to her questionably. She shook her head to answer his unasked question. He couldn't fight them—none of them could. It was too late, and Saix appeared wounded, anyway. The queen could only assume he'd tried to hold them off in the dungeons like she'd asked—not that they were much for dungeons, really. In fact, most of the vampires' bedrooms would've been better suited to be called a 'dungeon.'

Since they were princesses, Kairi had lavished them with luxury. She felt bad, taking them away from their lives like that, but she had to protect them. She didn't want Maleficent to kidnap them for any reason. Of course, she knew it would be foolish to keep all of them here—if she did that, Maleficent wouldn't even have to bother looking for them. They'd all be in one convenient place for her. That was why Kairi hadn't sought out the sixth princess. As long as Maleficent was missing one princess, she couldn't do anything.

But if Maleficent was finally launching an assault on Organization XIII, and she was taking the princesses with her . . .

"You have her, don't you? Aurora," she said quietly.

The opposing ruler turned to her and nodded thoughtfully. "Yes," she decided, "you've certainly gotten sharper."

"My Queen!" the oaf shouted. "I've got the princesses for ya, just like you ordered!"

Giving him a half-satisfied and half-disgusted look (how she ever managed a look like that, the world may never know), she thanked him, saying, "Thank you, Pete, now—"

"Maleficent!" a young voice cried as three—no, four—more bodies burst into the chamber.

"Gullwings," she acknowledged. "Have you finally collected the last heart?"

"I'm afraid not," the girl in front—Yuna—admitted. "We were not able to locate the object in his chamber or on his person, so we've brought him to you instead since he is the only one who would be aware of where it is."

"In other words, you have failed me," Maleficent stated, her eyes blazing.

"Maleficent—" Yuna started, only to be cut off abruptly by their employer.

"I will pay you half our agreed price for Sora. If you obtain the heart after we've learned the location from him, you will be paid the other half."

The Gullwings nodded. Her alteration to their contract wasn't unreasonable at all, given the circumstances.

Kairi gasped as a clammy, ghoulish green hand clasped her wrist painfully tight.

"Well, Queen Kairi," Maleficent mocked. "I think it's time we left, don't you?"

The younger growled, "I don't plan on going anywhere with you!"

"Too bad, girl, you don't have a choice."

Roughly wrenching her out of her throne, Maleficent shoved Kairi at Pete who placed her with the human princesses.

"Time to go—Pete, Gullwings," Maleficent commanded.

Giving her a salute as she vanished into the shadows, Pete opened a portal in the shadows and, after making sure they were all holding hands—letting them know he would come back after them if they weren't—he forced them all through the rip between dimensions.

Saix, collapsing against the wall to the floor, let out a despairing moan near the door. They—Kairi, Sora, and the princesses—were gone.

...The author learned, while writing this chapter, that she cannot do action scenes worth crap, and seeks forgiveness from the readers...

I loved writing the Gullwings though. I don't know why, but they were fun. :)

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