Eryn Goddess of Chaos: Hello again! I'm quite happy that you all are enjoying my story so far. I decided to type up my second chapter out of pure boredom and because of the fact that I have so much in store for it, having a few guidelines laid out, courtesy of my one-shot. Hah. The last chapter was created out of so many inside jokes. Oh yeah, the Captain Firehead thing was not my idea. The real Rilo came up with that one. x) I'll post a picture of what he looks like in that hero costume if you guys would like me to. It'll be on my profile.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kingdom Hearts. If I did I'd be one very happy girl. And, as a favor to a friend, I'd give Sora to her. :)
That night, I had the oddest dream anyone could ever have. I was standing on a cliff that overlooked the ocean, palm trees dotted along the cliff here and there. The crystal blue ocean gently lapped against the cliff face, occasionally spraying me with salt water. A light breeze whipped through my short, deep red hair, chocolate eyes widening. I was home, home in Hawaii as if I'd never left. Now, of course, I didn't realize this was a dream because usually, something strange and unusual happens like watching someone get swallowed by a bull dog. That kind of strange.
"Hey! You!" a familiar voice called. I turned around slowly and spotted the Keyblade trio as I've been known to call them. Sora, Donald, and Goofy. Sora summoned his keyblade which shimmered into his hand and he took a fighting stance, eyeing me warily. I was about to question his actions when I looked down at my right hand. It was glowing a deep, menacing purple, the colors swirling around my hand forming some type of glowing ball.
That was when I heard the voices.
Kill him. Kill him. Kill the Keyblade bearer. Kill the Keyblade bearer. My eyes widened in horror and I took a step back from the trio as if that might protect them from the disembodied voice echoing in my head.
It became louder and much fiercer when I disobeyed its command.
KILL HIM. KILL HIM. KILL THE KEYBLADE BEARER. KILL THE KEYBLADE BEARER.
My hands shot to my head and I scrunched my eyes, whispering, "No. No. I won't. I refuse."
The voice repeated over and over again until it was almost painful, the darkness that surrounded my right hand becoming more prominent than ever until, of its own accord, it lifted itself from my head and pointed at Sora who didn't know what to make of my actions. I didn't know what my hand could do, but nothing good would come of it, of that I was certain.
"Run Sora!" I shouted in desperate fear should he be harmed. Apparently he took my words to heart because he took off, but not fast enough. My hand vibrated and a single point of violet light focused at my forefinger, my hand in a position similar to that of Yusuke when shooting his Spirit Gun. I realized too late what was happening, despite having absolutely no control over my hand anyway.
The beam shot angrily towards Sora, who barely had time to turn around and stare at it in fear before it hit him, square in the back. He fell to the ground, his Keyblade shimmering out of his hand.
I knew I killed him. Whatever that beam in my hand was, it killed him. That was when I screamed…
I woke up covered in sweat, the sheets wrapped tightly around my legs making it impossible to move. Pulling at the sheets to release my trapped legs, I tried my hardest to calm my heart, which was beating rapidly. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale, I told myself. After a few minutes, and making my head slightly dizzy, I calmed my beating heart and relaxed then mulled over my dream.
What could it mean? I've never had anything as strange as that happen in any of my dreams. The strangest dream I had was where I was running away from Freddy Krueger when all of a sudden he turned into an ugly, black haired girl then hugged me. Hah. I told my friend that dream and she said I had mental issues. That's probably true.
I sighed, trying to get my thoughts in order and not stray my focus away from my dream. This was something I didn't want to forget. I felt that it might have some sort of significance to me later on, so I tried to remember everything in the dream, only for it to slip away. I grasped what I could and locked it away in my head. The only part that stood out clear as day was the fact that I killed Sora. I shuddered in horror and decided to go back to sleep, despite how impossible it was to tell what time it was.
I settled with the sleeping idea and curled up in my warm, fluffy mattress the Organization provided for me and went back to sleep.
It felt like I'd been asleep for only 15 minutes when I heard his loud and obnoxious voice come in to wake me up from my deep slumber. "Wakey, wakey, Rilo! Time to get your lazy ass up and get some breakfast," Axel practically shouted in my ear, his tone quite cheerful compared to how he was acting yesterday. What was he so chipper about? I thought irritatedly.
He poked my side, I knew, just to be annoying. I groaned and rolled over, shoving the pillow on top of my head in a "Go away I wanna sleep" type manner. Either Axel didn't get the hint or he was just dead set on annoying me today. "Rilo, get your ass up!" He grabbed the pillow, hit me in the head with it, then wouldn't budge, he took my covers away from me!
The cold air hit my body in a chilling gust and I curled up to keep the warmth from escaping my body. Deciding to give in, I blinked an eye open. "What?" I snapped in irritation. I am not a morning person. Just thought I'd make that clear before moving on.
"Well good morning to you, too miss Sunshine," he replied sarcastically. I just groaned in response and took whatever pillow that was nearby and shoved it on top of my head so I wouldn't have to see his face, and possibly not hear him either. That'd just be an added bonus. It's funny how he was my favorite character in the world, but when I came here, he became the most annoying character in the world and now it's sort of hard to even respect him anymore. Funny ol' world isn't it?
"Whot time izzit?" I tried to say, the sleepiness still in effect over my speech.
"6 a.m!" He replied cheerfully. I twitched and immediately sat up to glare at him with utmost loathing.
"You wake me up at 6 a.m. in the morning and expect me to be HAPPY ABOUT IT?!" I shouted. My voice sounded scary, even to me. Then again, who ever decides to waltz into my room and wake me up at 6 in the morning deserves to burn. No pun intended.
Axel visibly winced and backed away, his open palms facing my direction. "Isn't this the time you wake up?" he asked feebly. It was almost as if a light bulb flashed over his head the way his expression changed so quickly. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a scrap of paper and read over it quickly. "Oh!" he said. "I guess I read it wrong. It said to wake you up at 9 not 6. Hehe. Read the number wrong…" he said feebly.
I gritted my teeth and tried my hardest not to scream in fury. I breathed through my nose rather harshly and I guess my self control was apparent to Axel because he stared at me wide eyed and was pretty much about to bolt out the door, when Demyx came into my room and rushed up to give me a tight hug.
My mouth gaped open in shock at Demyx who, in my opinion, is absolutely the most awesome Organization member of all time. Even better than Axel, now, I added. I practically squealed in happiness and hugged him back with as much gusto. He pulled back and stared at me happily. "Welcome to the Organization, Rilo!" he said happily, a large grin pulling at his lips.
Seeing him smile, it was almost impossible for me not to. My shocked look turned into one of complete and utter happiness at seeing my most favorited character ever. "Thank you!" I said just as happily.
Axel just stood in the background, gaping at me in shock at how fast my moods changed. My head swiveled to look at Axel. "What?" I asked. He shook his head and just walked out of the room. I then turned to look at Demyx who was still smiling. I smiled back just as happily. "Demyx? Do you mind leaving my room? I need to change into some more...appropriate clothes," I said sheepishly.
"No problem," he said and walked out of my room after giving me another one of his dazzling smiles that just made me want to smile in return. To me, Demyx was one of those really likeable characters, the type that you can become friends with in an instant. I already felt he was my friend and, it seemed, he felt the same way. That made me extremely happy.
On that note, I proceeded to get dressed in some of my own clothes. I had yet to see the clothes Xemnas had gotten me and almost feared to see what exactly he'd gotten me. I shook my head to rid myself of the thought and grabbed a pair of dark blue capris and a small, sandy colored shirt.
Thankfully, Xemnas had bothered to set all of my bathroom supplies in my bathroom. I was still happy about the whole deal. It was a really large one, too. The floor was covered in white tile with a purple swirl in the middle of each one. The swirl reminded me of my dream but I shied away from that as soon as I thought of it. It had two sinks, each with a bar of soap next to it and my hair stuff sat scattered around the sinks in a neat order. My blow dryer was already plugged in and my brush sat next to it.
I reached out to grab my brush and dragged it through the nightly tangles I received after sleeping. Thankfully I don't have a really bad case of bed hair which made it easier to comb through. Having it short also helps.
While brushing my hair through, I turned around to look at the bathroom a little bit. It was so…extravagant. Like it was built for a king instead of a 14 year old Kingdom Hearts obsessed teenage girl. The bathtub looked more like a small pool than anything and along the sides were a different assort of faucets that produced practically anything you wanted it to. I was suddenly reminded of the bathroom in Harry Potter and grinned to myself. It was almost the exact copy.
The Organization really outdid themselves, unless they're just trying to suck up to me for having to take me away from my home world then tell me I can never go back as who I was before. That thought depressed me for a second. I'd miss my friends. I just hoped I'd have other friends here besides the Nobodies. Maybe they'll pick up another unfortunate soul just like me, with some unknown power they seem to seek, and I can hang out with them. I brightened at the thought and walked out of the bathroom to greet Axel who was waiting for me.
"C'mon, princess. Let's take you to get something to eat and meet the rest of the Organization members," Axel said and grabbed my hand for the umpteenth time since I met him.
"Why do you always call me princess? It's irritating," I said. "You can call me by my name."
"You act like a princess to me. Bratty and annoying," Axel smirked. I huffed.
"Just you wait, Captain Firehead, I'll get you back for that one day," I smirked. Axel quirked an eyebrow.
"Captain Firehead…?"
I nodded. "Yes." This was an inside joke between me and one of my friends. Back home, I'd drawn a picture of Axel wearing a hero suit and a black mask over his eyes while doing this rock star type move and holding onto one of his chakrams. I think it might still be in my sketch book, all nice and neatly colored. It was one of the funniest drawings I ever drew. I am quite proud of it and laugh whenever I lay my eyes on it. I should show it to Axel sometime see what he thinks. Hehe…
He eyed me like I was a freak with two noses and long, hairy beard then shrugged and created one of those portal things that I hated so much.
After going through the portal a few times, I didn't feel so dizzy anymore. I guess I got used to it. I just wish I could conjure up one of those things. They're very nifty especially in a place like Castle Oblivion when there's like over 20 floors, which includes the basement ones. It'd take me an entire year to explore everything.
When we arrived in the dining area, everyone looked up to see me, and I mean everyone. Luxord, Zexion, Marluxia, Larxene, Demyx, Vexen, Xigbar, and Xaldin all stared at me. Only Saix and Xemnas were missing. I guessed that Lexaeus was dead or on some sort of mission. I didn't quite know much about him except that he was a muscle man from looking at the pictures and seeing that heavy weapon he seems to be carrying around.
I looked around the room nervously and rubbed my left arm. Demyx waved over to me to go sit down with him. I happily obliged and walked over to him, taking a seat beside him. All eyes were still on me. The atmosphere seemed tense and calculating, like I was some kind of experiment. "So…what's for breakfast?" I asked timidly.
"Pancakes!" Demyx cried happily. Everyone returned to eating their own breakfast, but it still felt like they were watching me when I wasn't looking. I sighed and got up to get myself some. There was a large stack of pancakes sitting on the kitchen counter with a bottle of syrup right beside it. A set of plates were set off to the side along with forks and knives, though why anyone would use knives for pancakes I could never guess. I had no trouble cutting them with a fork.
I poured syrup on my pancake and was about to return to the table, when I tripped…The syrup and pancakes covered Axel who was the unfortunate one to stand near me. A pancake was stuck to his face while others slowly slipped off his Organization cloak. The pancake on his face slowly slid off to reveal a very sticky and unhappy red head.
His expression was so hilarious I couldn't help but laugh. The atmosphere immediately became lighter when everyone stared at Axel in amusement. Luxord's laughter boomed through the dining area and Larxene had trouble keeping a straight face. Zexion just smirked while Demyx laughed at Axel's unfortunate circumstance.
Me? I was on the floor pounding my fist on the white tile beneath me, tears of mirth running down my cheeks. I hid my face in the floor which muffled my laughter somewhat. Axel growled behind me which only caused me to laugh even harder to the point where it was hard to breath.
Suddenly I felt something cold down my back. Cold and sticky. Syrup. I got up slowly and pointed a finger at Axel. "You do know that this means war," I smirked.
"FOOD FIGHT!" Demyx bellowed. Immediately, Marluxia and Zexion ducked out of the fight and they were out the dining room before it even began. Smart move. I grabbed whatever I could, which were, thankfully, a couple of eggs sitting on the counter. Why they were there I'll never know. Just meant more missiles for me to throw. I aimed one at Axel's head and hit him straight in the face.
I felt eggs pelt me as well and I shrieked in surprise to see Demyx behind me. I grinned and threw another egg, this time at Demyx who was squirted with ketchup by Larxene. I looked at Larxene and nodded towards Axel. She got what I meant. We both grinned and snuck up on him. I grabbed a mustard bottle before hand and we both got him in the ears with said sauce. The ketchup got lost in his bright mane of red hair, however the mustard stood out perfectly.
Somehow, someone got a hold of cake and it became a cake fight. I grabbed a glob and threw it at the nearest person next to me which was Xigbar, who was covered in head to toe with ketchup, mustard, eggs, flour, and an assortment of fruits. We were all laughing while throwing the food, despite knowing the mess that we'll have to clean up will be disastrous.
Then good ol' Mansex ruined our fun with his lackey, Saix, right behind him. "What is going on in here?" he commanded. Everyone froze. My hand had been stuffing a glob of cake in Axel's face when he came in. Xemnas glared at me. I put my hand down and shook the cake off my hand then looked away.
"Well?" he demanded an answer. I coughed. He turned to look at me and a blush immediately crept to my face.
"We were having a food fight. What did it look like?" I asked innocently. Apparently that act didn't work since his glare only deepened at me. That was when Demyx saved me.
"Well, see, Rilo accidentally tripped and got pancakes all over Axel. Then he poured syrup down her back and it all exploded into a food fight." He shrugged. "It sure was fun though…" he said as a piece of pancake slid off his head.
Xemnas sniffed and turned to walk away but not before saying, "You will all clean this up and will not leave the area until it is clean to the point where I can see my face. Is that clear?" he growled.
"Yes," we all said in monotone. As soon as he walked away, Xigbar complained.
"Maaaan. Why did the Superior have to ruin our fun?" he said with that surfer type accent.
"I know," I groaned. "I was having so much fun." I dejectedly kicked a piece of cake on the ground. We all sighed in unison at the major chore of cleaning the kitchen and the dining room.
"Well, at least we won't have to do this alone," Demyx said, looking at the brighter side of things. I nodded.
"Yeah. It's easier when there's more people and it will get done quicker."
"I guess..." Larxene replied.
4 hours later
"Ugh, my hand hurts from scrubbing so much," I said exhaustedly. The kitchen was finally clean. And so was the dining room, too.
"Now we can get changed, I need to take a shower," Larxene said, syrup stuck to her hair. At least it was short so it wouldn't be too hard for her to clean it. We struck up a good friendship while cleaning. It was nice to have another female to talk to.
Everyone else left but Axel, Demyx, Larxene, and me of course. They all left during cleaning which left the rest to the 4 of us. Stupid traitors. The other Organization members didn't seem to mind it too much, either that or they were just hiding their irritation.
"At least everything's clean again," Axel grumbled. "Next time, don't trip and get your food all over me, please."
"Will do. I'd rather not have another episode of this," I grimaced. Everyone else winced but gained an amused expression when they thought of the food fight. "Ah, that was fun though," I sighed happily. Food fights were always fun. That was my first one, even if it was short and I'll never forget it for as long as I shall live. There's something to tell my grandkids. I got to have a food fight with a bunch of video game characters.
If my morning went this well, I wonder how bad it'll be in the afternoon. Speaking of which, what time is it anyway…
I stared at the microwave they had and the glowing green numbers read 2:30. Wow. I woke up at 6 and it's already that late? Where the heck did the time go?! Well, it took me a while to wake up and get ready, with all the thinking I've been doing since this morning it probably took me longer than usual to get ready. I think I got down there at about 9, sat down in the immensely awkward silence for maybe half an hour. Had a food fight which maybe lasted another half an hour…We cleaned for 4 hours. Well, I guess it'd make sense. I still can't believe I spent 3 hours pondering over my dream. No wonder Axel looked so impatient earlier.
I sighed. "Axel, materialize one of those portal thingies for me please. I need to get to my room."
Axel looked over at me. "Your room is only a two floors above this. The door has a purple swirl on it. You should be able to figure out where it is."
I stared in surprise. "Really? I thought it'd be like 11 like it was last time when I was in the main hall…" I trailed off. He shook his head.
"No. The kitchen is close to where our rooms are. You're the lucky one not to have to share a hallway with anyone…Superior must really be trying to suck up to you."
"I kinda assumed he was. Well at least it's not too far." I walked out of the kitchen and down a narrow hallway. At the end was a short stair case, unlike the ones I'd had to go up yesterday. My legs still ached even thinking about it.
After going up the second staircase, I noticed the purple swirl on my door. I wondered if that might've had any significance at all to the dream I had…I'd forgotten to ask Xemnas about it to see if he knew anything. Oh well. I'll ask him later. Right now, I'd like to change out of these clothes.
I found something a little more presentable than what clothes I was wearing which was now covered in food. I only thanked whatever lord there was that I didn't wear my shoes. It would've taken forever to get the food off and out of the inside of them. That goes for my socks as well.
I set my clothes in the bathroom so I could take a nice, long soak in my bathtub. There was also a shower, but I wanted to try out the nice bath and it looked so enticing…
Switching on the right knobs took a while though. They all looked the same. At least I got the water going. Now I'll just smell like perfume. The perfume was relaxing all the same, though. I sighed in content as I slipped deeper into the bath, vaguely wondering if all days at the Organization will be like this. I certainly hoped so. I hoped that whatever the days ahead bring, they will all be as fun as this one had been, minus the cleaning.
Eryn Goddess of Chaos: Whew. That was long. Hoped you enjoy this nice, long chapter I cooked up for ya. Now, pleeease review!