Chapter 4
The whole organization was in a scuffle trying to have a word with Xenon. "Eight missions! Have you gone mad?!'' Axel complained.
"It was not my decision. Pick it up with your Superior." Xenon would answer leaving to his room. Cyrax caught his eyes before he left; he lowered his eyes to the ground. He did truely miss her.
Complains went on hours threw the night, but finally everyone gave up so they could get their rest. Xenon however did not get a wink of sleep through the whole night. He stared up at the ceiling trying to figure out if he should tell her he knew. She was his love but he doubted she felt the same way. He looked over at the ground, frowning, seeing the ring shinning from the moonlight. He stood to his feet and picked it up.
His whole story started six years ago when he had first joined the organization.
"Good tidings friends. Today is an excellent day. I am pleased to announce that we have finally found another comrade to be chosen to wear the coat. Welcome Xenon... Number Fifteen." Xemnas had with his hood over his head hiding his face stepped forward. "Treat him the way you want, make him feel comfortable. You are all dismissed."
It wasn't long after that he met her. Number Sixteen.