Things are going to be picking up soon…

I prefer to either end or begin with a bang~

Especially large ones. :3

The lounge was the same as it was when it left, which relieved Saix as he practically ran out of the corridor. If he had emotions, he would currently be flailing about in a wave of ecstasy, distress, and fascination. On one hand, he was very, very grateful that Zexion had all of his memory lost, which meant that he could easily finish the Nobody off. On the other hand, he really did not want the Schemer to be alive in the first place. Not only did it bring up the question of Axel's loyalty to their little plot, but it also brought up the fact that if Axel had betrayed him, he probably would have snitched on someone who would gladly dole out the punishment to him. However, there was also the possibility that Zexion had actually come back from…wherever Nobodies went when they died. However, the chance that it would be a horrible place was high, since the kid seemed to have completely cracked.

The Diviner sighed, and sat himself down on one of the large couches that lay around the room. It had certainly taken quite a lot of effort to drag Zexion into the corridor with him and trap him in his room. In fact, it was harder than handling the pressure put on him by his position as Superior's right-hand man. Now he just wanted to rest and think before he did anything else. Heck, maybe he would forget about everything that just happened, and the little nut would starve, and then he wouldn't have any responsibility. Yes, that would be quite good…

However, his little daydream wouldn't last for long. Loud, quick footsteps resounded through the room, signaling the approach of what was likely another member. It was Luxord, and for once he seemed, well, not calm. His breathing was quick and his bleach-blonde hair was ruffled and looked somewhat windblown. Not to mention that his hood, already drawn back, fostered a small pile of sand. He glanced Saix and walked over to him quickly, looking rather grateful that someone else was in the room. As he drew near, Saix could notice shadows under the man's eyes, and a trace of…was that fear? Luxord was one of the members that played pretend with their emotions, but he almost never showed fear. "Saix," his voice wavered a little, "We have a problem."

"What is it? Can't you see that I'm rather tired right now?" His golden eyes narrowed at the fellow member.

"I was in Agrabah…" Well, that explained the sand. "And I found something odd. It wasn't a Heartless, or even a new Nobody. In actuality, it looked like one of us until upon closer inspection, when it seemed to be—"

Saix almost jumped up upon hearing the Gambler's testimony. So what if he had no emotions? This situation could not be expressed blandly at the current moment. "You too?" His voice was excited, yet utterly terrified. The fact that Saix was expressing emotion was enough to set poor Luxord off edge. Of course, the fact that both of them had found exactly the same thing (Or at least assumed they had) would be enough to freak out anyone.

"My God…" Luxord paused for a moment, backing up a few steps. "Who was it?" Like Saix, he assumed that the other knew exactly what they were talking about. Fortunately, since both were rather intelligent, their assumptions were well-made.

"Zexion. And you?" Saix almost growled the name of his adversary; the one that had once been the only thing blocking him from becoming second-in-command. It was obvious that he resented the fellow.

"I believe it was Marluxia, but…" Luxord faltered towards the end, as if uncertain if he wanted to reveal any particularly nasty details to the Diviner.

"Has he gone mad?" He was hoping that Luxord would respond with a yes. The scythe-wielding neophyte had been plotting to overthrow the Organization, but if he was not capable of doing so he felt that they would be relieved of any worry.

"He's still unconscious, so I couldn't tell, but his physical condition is in horrible shape. I haven't the slightest inclination as to what happened to him. I put him in his chambers for the Lowers to attend to. How about Zexion?"

"Well, restraining him was actually easier than I thought it would be. I locked him in his room so he doesn't get out and, well, disturb anyone. In a way one has to feel sorry for the child; I don't think he had any idea what was going on."

"Oh dear…" Luxord looked out of the lounge and towards the hallway leading from it, as if expecting the Schemer to come running out and attack them as a wild animal would. "Well, let's keep this a little secret for now, shall we?"

Unfortunately for them, the three younger members, Demyx, Roxas, and Xion, came rushing into the room in a similar manner as Luxord had, except in a much more frantic manner. Roxas, being the faster one, almost ran into Saix, but stopped himself in time. What he said was much like Luxord's explanation. However, since he wasn't exactly the sharpest tool in the box, it was a bit harder to understand what Roxas was getting at. "Saix…we were on a mission and we found…er…that big guy with the brown hair that's supposed to be dead. You know, the one that taught me stuff…"

Roxas continued his pitiful attempt at explaining what he and the others had found, while Xaldin stalked into the room, and then addressed Saix, with… "Saix, I found Larxene lying in the courtyard of the Beast's Castle. Wasn't she supposed to be dead?"

By now the poor, blue-haired man was surrounded, with Luxord at his front, Roxas and Xaldin at his sides, and Demyx and Xion only a few feet behind him, watching the spectacle unfold with the traditional curiosity of bystanders. Now was one of the many times Saix felt grateful for having no emotion, because if he did then everyone in this room would probably be dead. He sighed and put on his calmest façade, pushing Roxas aside as he walked away from the mini-swarm of members. "I know, Xaldin. It has been addressed before. However, does Xigbar know of this?"

This time Roxas answered. "Well…yeah. He offered to carry the guy back to his room…"

Saix looked over all of them, and then considered the real factor in the situation. What if Xemnas found out? There was no telling what the man might do, and knowing him, if the members rescued were incapable of doing anything, he would have them killed off. It was the right thing to do, no use in wasting time on burdens, but something just didn't feel right about the whole 'coming back to life' thing. Had Axel really just failed to kill them all? He noticed the redhead just entering the lounge, and after giving them a strange look, decided to leave. Giving the group a stern glare, Saix set out to follow his target. "I have something to attend to. You are to keep this situation quiet, or else."

Once his footsteps could no longer be heard, the whole room shivered. They knew the meaning of the Diviner's threats, and they would do nothing to challenge him. Demyx, feeling rather uncomfortable, felt that he should lighten up the mood. "So, you guys want to hear this new song I made?"

Of course, as one could guess, that didn't turn out so well for him.

Meanwhile, Axel was heading back to his room. He had sensed that something weird was going on in the lounge, and didn't think that disturbing them would be good. The hallways were dark, and the only light seemed to come from the doors to the quarters, which lined the sides in a rather spread-out fashion. The left side was for the odd numbers, and the right side for the even numbers, much like their meeting area, Where Nothing Gathers. However, most members thought of the long name as inefficient, so to them it just became the meeting room. Everything seemed normal, yet as Axel was nearing his chamber he heard a small voice coming from where Zexion had once dwelled. It sounded a bit like mumbling, but Axel was not able to find out what the source was, for in a moment he soon found himself pinned against the wall opposite the room, and Saix looking down at him with the coldest stare he had ever felt. "Axel…"

"S-Saix? Uh…What's going on? Everyone's kind of acting strange." Axel kept the usual casual tone in his voice, but he could sense that all was not right. While Saix did have a good reason to suspect his partner of foul play, in reality the chakram-wielder hadn't the slightest clue what was going on. Still, Saix persisted with his questioning.

"Did you really kill everyone in Castle Oblivion, like you said?" The answer was met with a slow nod from Axel. Saix looked at him more closely, observing his eyes. Axel had gotten a little more 'emotional' nowadays, and it was much easier to read him than before. To the surprise of the Diviner, Axel seemed to be completely honest, and while he was not frightened, he was very confused. Releasing his grip, Saix went over to Zexion's chamber and put an ear to the door. The Schemer seemed to have finally stopped rambling.

"Saix, is there something wrong?" Axel looked over at the door, wondering what exactly Saix was trying to hear. So he knew about the weird voice? This was just getting too odd. Next thing he knew it would turn out like that movie that Demyx had found and forced him to watch; the one about how the real world wasn't real or something. He couldn't remember much, but he knew that it did have some cool action scenes and robot things. He was just hoping that this scenario wouldn't turn out like that.

"Yes, Axel. There is something very wrong." Saix opened the door, revealing the inhabitant of the room. Zexion was curled up on the floor, leaning against the bed, his visible eye gazing at Axel with piercing focus. The young Nobody then started to speak. At first, they were legitimate, albeit strange, questions, such as "Where am I?" or "How did I get here?". However, it soon spiraled down into the chain of words again once he got hold of an adjective or verb. At least it was an improvement from just rambling. Not even bothering to snap Zexion out of his trance, Saix closed the door on him and then looked over at Axel's face, which was paler than usual. "We have a problem."

"I kind of noticed that as soon as you showed me the d*mn thing." Axel peeled his eyes away from the door and looked at Saix, as if expecting him to explain everything. Saix merely gave one of his rare smiles, shrugged, and continued on his way down the hall, leaving Axel to process the information. Entering his own room, which he regretted was next to Zexion's, Axel sat down on the bed and began to contemplate on the situation. Did Zexion really come back from the dead? After a few minutes, Axel grinned to himself. Why bother trying to find this out for himself, if thought took way too much effort than the alternative. All they would have to do is get Zexion better and make him spill the beans! Right now the best thing to do was to get Zexion to stop being so…creepy. However, Axel did not like that option very much. "Ugh…Please let there be other members…Please let there be other members…" Fortunately for him, there were others. He just didn't know about them yet.

I believe that the name for this chapter is rather sensible. After all, one little event does turn into chaos~

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One word for a preview: Scorpions...

And as for pairings, those probably won't come in until later, and even then they will only remain a minor part. I won't give away any hints though. ;D