Ienzo was walking the corridors of the castle contemplating what Xeonhort had said. Maybe what his older colleague had said was right. Maybe by studying the darkness in the hearts of others, they would be able to better understand their understanding of it. They could make millions. A smirk curled Ienzo's lips as his pace quickened down the halls. His footsteps echoed throughout the castle, and soon he stopped in front of a door. A knock resonated in the vicinity.
"Yes?" came a voice from the other side as the door opened, revealing Ienzo's older colleague.
"Xeonhort, let's do it. Let's experiment on the darkness." Ienzo said, and both men wore an identical smirk.
He didn't notice when he started to change, but he knew that he was. His behavior was becoming irrational, and he became more secluded. Ienzo was always reading into the darkness, that he hadn't even noticed when he had become one with the Heartless inside of him. Only when he saw his shadow come alive did he realize he was in too deep.
He quietly leaned against the bookshelf as he watched his old colleague toil away in the works of their master.
"Xeonhort, why are you still going through his work?" the young Nobody asked, but a hand was put up in response. "Xeonhort..."
"Please, don't call me that anymore." the man snapped, his eagle like eyes never leaving the papers. 'Ienzo' scoffed.
"And what would you prefer me to call you?" he asked sarcastically.
"Xemnas." the other Nobody said. Not a trace of the same sarcasm was in his voice.
"Okay, Xemnas, what are you doing? What is your plan now? We are these strange beings, and or old selves are lost forever." 'Ienzo' didn't know what to think of anything anymore. After seeing his new powers in action, he just stopped letting things surprise him.
When Xemnas still didn't answer him, 'Ienzo' slammed his book shut and waltz over to the desk.
"Xemnas, can you tell me what's going on?" 'Ienzo' pressed on, and finally, Xemnas set the papers down and stood up. He faced the window as he spoke.
"I was thinking. What are we exactly? These powers...what could be done with them? Why is it that the beating in our chests have ceased? All these questions have been floating in my mind, and I need help with them." Xemnas said. His face didn't show any emotion, but his orange eagle eyes said it all. A sea of confusion and a storm of doubt and wonder was raging inside of the Nobody. "I plan on making an organization. There has to be more like us wondering the same things." 'Ienzo' nodded his head in agreement and watched as Xemnas started towards the door.
"Where are you going?" the younger Nobody asked as he watched Xemnas start to leave.
"I am out to go recruit more people." he paused for a little bit. "From now on...you shall be known as Zexion...the Cloaked Schemer. Now go forth Zexion...and help create this organization."
Xemnas left the room, the door was wide open. Ienzo, who is now Zexion, stood there listening to the dissipating footsteps until he couldn't hear them anymore. He sighed through his nose, and soon he too left to create this strange new organization.