YAY!!! Fourth Chapter is DONE!!!! WHOOO! Ok... about the chapter. This one is a real curveball. Just... read and find out. And Kingdom Hearts is not mine. If it was, Hollow Bastion in the second game wouldn't suck... and Traverse Town would be there, too. Well, here it is...
Chapter Four: Memories of Light and Waves
In a rather titanic building on the island, in a rather ordinary chair next to a rather odd desk sat a rather extraordinary individual. Rather short in height with a slight frame, this individual had gray-purple hair arranged in a style that had his bangs fall over his right eye, which happened to be a piercing sky blue, a quality shared by his left eye as well. He had on a black cloak with gads of pockets perfect for holding books, pens, pencils, notebooks, drawing pads, and his Lexicon. His nose is as sharp as his mind, and with an IQ of 200, that was pretty damn sharp. His name is Zexion, and he is perhaps the most well read person on the island, if not the entire Pacific.
That titanic building was a library, filled to the brim with books. Hundreds of thousands of them, filling shelf after shelf. Zexion knew almost every title by heart, as well as its location in the massive firetrap and a good deal of other details about the volumes contained here. However, there was something magical about this building. . Occasionally, books he had never seen before popped up in familiar areas of the library. Sometimes, entire sections appeared from nowhere. It was as if some mysterious force was changing the library to suit its whims, or maybe to try and tell Zexion something.
However, Zexion usually just blamed his memory, thinking that it was playing tricks on him. Or maybe the building was tricking his memory. After all, before he had inherited the library and it's contents from Ansem the Wise, the 13th mayor, it had been called Castle Oblivion.
He was sitting there; thinking about where he could find Ansem's journals and notes within this giant warehouse of thinly sliced trees, when he sensed the scent of a person that he had not seen in a very long time, two years to be exact. A person who was one of the few to ever understand him, comfort him in his times of need and come to him when distraught. A person that he cried for every day, and for whom he would have done anything to save. A girl by the name of Naminé.
A tear formed in the corner of his eye. With a haste unlike anything anybody thought he was capable of, Zexion ran in the direction of the scent, hoping against all logical reason that it was her that he was smelling, that it wasn't his mind playing tricks on him. After a minute or following the aroma, he realized he had no idea where he was in the library. Things here were… different, somehow. It seems as if the building had shifted again.
Zexion slowed to a walk, and began to look around. He was in a cul-de-sac of sorts, enclosed on three sides by book cases. To his right was a wooden table, on which there lay a red book titled Khama Vol.8. He walked over to it, and then noticed that there was a volume missing from a collection of red spined books at the end of the cul-de-sac. Assuming the persona of a ticked off librarian, Zexion marched the book over to the shelf and curtly placed it in its place.
The bookshelf suddenly slid to the right, revealing another unfamiliar area behind it. Here, there were a number of books scattered on numerous tables, or placed on the wrong shelves or in the wrong order. He sighed at the sight of it, but felt an internal elation that left him dizzy and breathless. Only Naminé or her sister Kairi could have made such an organized mess out of these books. They were all placed neatly on their tables, and were in mint condition. With hope in his heart and a spring in his step, Zexion cracked his knuckles and set to work.
In a whirlwind of bookish might, Zexion managed to Deweyize the section in about five minutes. When he was done, several bookcases had moved to reveal new sections to explore, and the scent of Naminé had grown stronger. He entered a newly opened passage to find that it was an alcove, containing within several comfortable looking chairs and a desk that seemed very familiar to Zexion, but which he could not place.
Upon that desk rested a few books, a massive folio of papers, a couple of notebooks and sketch pads, and a lamp that shined with an eerie radiance not unlike that of electric eels. It all smelled of charcoal pencils and fresh drawing paper, like Naminé. Zexion slowly walked over to the desk, his heart pounding and his mouth dry. On top of the folio was a note. With a shaking hand, he picked up the note and read it.
Zexion,
Turn around.
Namine
Zexion, his stomach filled with that strange combination of dread, anxiety, and joy that one gets whenever something such as a reunion with a friend long thought dead occurs, turned around. Sitting in one of the chairs, sketch pad in hand, was Naminé. She had that slight smile of hers on her face, and her crystal blue eyes were filled with a tearful sort of elation, as if she wanted to cry, but wasn't sure if it was from sorrow of happiness.
"Naminé…" Zexion breathed, his voice full of emotion. He unsteadily walked up to her chair, and fell to his knees in front of her.
"Zexion. I don't have much time, so listen. Those books on the table… they're Ansem's diaries and research. And… my sketch pads and journals, the ones you could never find after I … died." Namine paused, a look on her face that suggested either biting into a rotten apple or remembering something painful. Zexion's heart ached at the sight, and he placed his hand on Naminé's knee, trying to offer some sort of comfort to the girl. She felt solid… but not quite. As if she was made of light turned solid, not of carbon and hydrogen like living beings.
Her eyes filled with thanks, she continued, "That information is vital, so protect it with your life. Once I am gone, you must get Riku and Sora and my sister over here. And Axel and Demyx, Xemnas and Saíx, Xigbar and Luxord and everyone else. Once they are all here, start going through them. Not before."
"Are you… a ghost?" Zexion asked, his mind racing, trying to put together what she had just said.
"Sort of… I'm a Nobody now. Ones lacking hearts. I'm the Nobody of Memories, memories of waves and light." She said, tears running down her delicate cheeks. Zexion stood up, and walked to a position to the left of her chair. He wrapped an arm around her shoulders.
"You lack a heart? Does… this have anything to do with what Ansem did in his final days of life? That weird burst of light?" Zexion asked, his curiosity piqued. Despite all of his sorrow, he was an academic at heart.
"Yah…when I died, I didn't quite die. My heart separated from my spirit and body. My heart… became a heartless. You'll find out more about those in Ansem's research. My body… got transported to another world. A word called Twilight Town. You still with me, Zexion?" She asked, seeing his spaced out expression.
"Yes. I understand."
"Good. I don't have much longer to stay here. Allright. Right now, we are not on Earth. We are on a world called Hollow Bastion. This library can transport someone to libraries on other worlds. Understand?"
"I believe I do."
"Ok. You'll understand it more when you read the research with the others." She got up from her seat and walked in front of Zexion.
"And… thanks for being such a wonderful friend. We will see each other again, soon. I promise. But… Roxas and I… we are together. He is a Nobody too. The Nobody of Twilight. I'm sorry to betray you like that, but... I've always had feelings for him, and he was there for me. So… I guess this is good bye. Though we can't be together, you will always be my best friend." She leans in and kisses him. Then she spins around and slowly raises her hand.
A shadowy black mass appears out of nowhere. She slowly walks in to the darkness. She turns, and with tearfilled eyes, waves good bye. The portal, for that is what it is, closes. Naminé is again gone.
Zexion collapses onto the floor, sobbing. After a couple of minutes, he slowly rose to his feet. Still trembling, he calmed his nerves. Naminé's last request will be fulfilled. This he swears.
He reached into one of his many pockets and puilled out his cellphone. He dialed in a number. The phone rang for a good fifteen seconds, then it was answered.
"Hello?" said the voice on the other end in a chuckling voice.
"Hi , Riku."
Zexion told Riku that he had found the diaries and research of Ansem. He didn't mention anything about Naminé. After finding out that Kairi and Sora will be there a bit after Riku, he hang up.
He calls Xemnas, Lexaeus, Demyx, Saíx, Xigbar, and everybody else, telling them the same thing about the research, not mentioning Naminé. Everyone had been looking for Ansem's missing work for years now, and they all wanted to see it.
After making the last call, to Larxene, he settled in to wait for them to arrive. This should be interesting, he thought to himself.
OK... im going to end it here guys. More will be revealed in chapter 6. Please review!!! Tell me how bad i messed up my storyline. And yes, Zexion and Naminé were a couple before she died. Now, she is with Roxas. Well, til the next chapter.