(Natalee's POV)
I woke up. I saw everything in red and there was this metal arm brace that was on my arm. I started moving my arms around and I had zero control of it. I looked at my body and I saw that I was in an Organization cloak. Then, I looked up and saw Vexen with a remote control in his hand and was pressing buttons. When I looked at him, there was a dot next to his head and a line drew to it and it said:
Vexen
Nobody
He looked at a screen next to him and he could see what I saw. He greeted, "Sleeping beauty has finally woken up. Now, that line that is coming from my head is telling you who I am and what am I. If you saw Sora, it would say Sora and Keyblade Wielder. It's one of your functions. Also, I enhanced all of your abilities and even your weaknesses in order to make you unbeatable."
He pressed a button and I could see everything normal and I had control over my body again. He said, "Now, as you can see, you have control of your body. If you disobey our commands or run away, you arm brace will electrocute you. Pick up the pillow to see what I mean."
I said, "No thanks, I'm not stupid enough to fall for that. How does that work though? Wouldn't I only feel the electrocution on the arm it's on?"
He said, "Smart girl. You're worth every bit of my time and resources. To answer your question now, there are microscopic metal strings that go through your nervous system and send the electricity through there. Even though your body is a natural conductor of electricity, I just put the metal strings there to also give you an incentive to not mess with it. Also, if the voltage is way too high or if someone tries to pull it off, it will kill you. If you try to smash it, it will kill you too so don't mess with it. Now come love, I'll bring you to the Superior so he can have a good look at you."
I slid off the bed and as I did, I tried to hold onto it not knowing how my body will react to the changes. I then tried to walk forward but I was so off balance that I couldn't stand. Vexen put his hands on my shoulders and said, "It's the metal strings. You'll get used to them."
He helped me walk through the corridor and into the meeting room. The whole organization was there. Xemnas said, "Welcome Natalee. It's an honor to meet you."
I raised one eyebrow and everyone else snickered. I had a really bad feeling about this. Xemnas reassured, "Don't be frightened. We don't have much to ask of you."
I asked in a sarcastic manner, "Are you sure about that?"
I felt a little shock go through my body. I turned my head around and saw Vexen mouthing 'respect your elders'. I asked, "What do you want from me? And... why did you put all these enhancements on me?"
Xemnas said, "It was nothing too drastic. We just want you to tell us what happened in the past and most importantly, what holds in store for the organization?"
I laughed, "I can bluntly tell you what happens to everyone in this entire room. You will all die!"
I fell to the ground due to a major wave of electrocution. I was still laughing because it was true. The electricity stopped. I tried to get up but was yanked up. Xemnas picked me up by the collar of my cloak and yelled, "NOW TELL US THE TRUTH!"
I laughed again. He threw me across the room and I hit a wall and he yelled, "YOU THINK THIS IS A JOKE?! VEXEN ELECTROCUTE HER MORE!"
I felt a huge surge of electricity flow through my body. It was so bad I started to cough up blood. Then the surge stopped, I felt a towel cover my mouth as I was coughing up blood. The coughing stopped after about a minute. I weakly said, "It's the truth. I've read the story a million times. I can even tell you the order of who dies and where."
Xemnas replied, "Why… how do we die?"
I said, "The Keyblade wielder..."
Then everything went black.
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EDIT: I added more one of Vexen's lines, it's the part when he's talking about the brace.
