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Quote of the Chapter:
"I know God will not give me anything I can't handle. I just wish he didn't trust me so much." -Mother Teresa
Chapter 2
"Uhhhhhg…", I groaned. I opened my eyes. "Ah!" Yeah, that's bright. I squinted my eyes painfully, trying to get my surroundings to into focus. And despite my muscles screaming in protest, I sat up.
My head was throbbing and every part if my body was in complete agony. But the question was, why? I reached up to hold the back of my head. "Huh?" Why are there bandages around my head?
I bowed my head in concentration. What happened yesterday? I frowned at the white sheets in front of me. I huffed in frustration. "Damn it! Why can't I remember?" I had nearly shouted, racking my brain for the information. I thought back to yesterday morning.
**Flashback**
"-lexis. Alexis. Alexis Demay Mason! Ugh! Why the hell is she such a deep sleeper?" I heard an annoying voice shout. It was my 17 year old brother, Elliot. God, he's more annoying the Naruto on coffee! (And that's saying something!)
I covered my head with my pillow. "Ughhhhh… go the hell away Elliot." I growled, my voice a little muffled by the pillow.
I heard, said idiot brother, growl/huff in frustration and I grinned, my eyes closed in attempt to go back to my dreams of Agito... Haha! Just kidding! But I did want to go back to my Air Gear dream.
Then I heard an evil chuckle. Uh-oh. That can't be good, I thought. I heard Elliot leave. What is he up to? I got out of bed, and stuffed my covers with my pillow and hid behind the door to mine, and my twin sister, Autumn's bedroom.
Elliot came back into the room, carrying a bucket.
"Elliot, what are you doing", my twin said, tapping her foot in the doorway.
"Wakin' up Alex", he replied quietly without facing her, grinning like the idiot he is.
My sister scoffed and I could imagine her shaking her head. "Don't blame me when she kills you", she told him, but I didn't hear her leave.
She better be blockin' the door so he can't run, I thought. I mean, Autumn's my sis, but she doesn't pass up a show. (Meaning Elliot's death, no matter what.)
'Water boy' (he has a bucket full of ice cold water, so…) tiptoed over to my bed, focusing on nothing but being sneaky. (He better be cuz the pillow's a VERY light sleeper.)
I sighed quietly and stepped out from behind the door. I saw Autumn grin out of the corner of my eye and I held a finger to my lips. I stealthily snuck up behind him and whispered in his ear. "Whatcha doin'?"
You could have heard his scream on the other side of the street. The bucket flew in the air and just as it came down, I took a BIG step back.
And what happened to Elliot, you ask? Trust me, I wish I had a camera when the bucket dumped onto Elliot's head. The look on his face was priceless!
Autumn and I broke into a fit a giggles, which turned into laughter you could have heard four blocks down the street. We were rolling on the floor laughing our heads off, I mean, who wouldn't?
"Would you", I laughed, "like a side of epic", I giggled almost psychotically, "with that fail?" My twin sister and I broke down into another fit of giggles.
"Nice one, sis", my twin giggled. All I could do was nod. (Guess why.)
Elliot growled. "Are you two done?"
We got up and nodded, me wiping my tears of laughter out of my royal blue eyes. Just hen, our little sister, Marina, walked by the door and saw Elliot. The little eleven-year-old starred at him. "You think Elliot would've stopped wetting his pants by now", the silver-haired teen commented bluntly then kept walking.
I looked at my twin and she looked back. We grinned at each other and snorted, and broke down laughing for the third time this morning. Sure enough, there was a big wet spot on the front of his jeans.
Elliot growled again. "I thought you guys said you were done!"
We giggled. "Apparently not", we said insync.
Elliot glared at the two of us.
Autumn sat up, still giggling a little, and looked at me. "Hey sis…"
"Yeah?"
"We still haven't rated this yet."
"Oh yeah", I exclaimed. "I almost forgot!"
Autumn gave me a look. "Almost? You wouldn't have remembered if I hadn't said anything!"
I pouted/scowled at her. "Yeah, yeah, whatever!" I stood up and so did Autumn.
She looked at me. "I give him a ten for comedy."
I nodded. "Yeah, and I say a zero for stealth."
Autumn giggled and Elliot's glare darkened, he looked ready to kill me. All he needed was a knife.
I looked at my brother and sighed dramatically. "Fine. I guess I can bump it up to a .5."
Elliot growled, knowing I was messing with him.
I gave him a smile. "I also give him a three for deviance and a two for courage."
Autumn looked at me. "Why two? He was pretty brave, considering you've got a bat in here."
"I would've given him a six, but screaming like a little girl ruined it", I told her with a smirk. She snickered.
Elliot finally snapped. He went over to my closet and got my bat.
"Oh, crap", Autumn and I said in unison, our navy eyes wide with fear. We bolted from the room, Elliot close behind, the bat above his head. Looks like he didn't need the knife.
**End Flashback**
I shook my head from the memory, a smile on my face. But that wasn't what I was looking for. The fog in my mind was starting to clear. "Oh yeah…" Autumn and I went to Janet's New Year's party.
Everything came back in an overwhelming flood. Autumn making me wear a DRESS (That one made me poed.), the party, Autumn getting taken (that tripled my poedness….. Is that a word?) Me getting taken by those guys in cloaks… Speaking of the Jerks in Black…
I looked around the room. Solid white. No color at all. That's just weird. It reminded me of…
"Organization XIII's castle…!"
The sound of clapping filled the room.
My head shot up and I looked (glared) at the tall redhead in the door. I, being the Kingdom Hearts fan that I was, knew exactly who it was.
Organization XIII's Number VIII, Axel.
"I'm surprised you figured it out", he told me in a light hearted tone.
"What do you want, Pyro", I barked.
Said, fire-lover looked hurt. "I just wanted to check our new little wolf pup."
"Wrong room!"
He chuckled and shook his head. He tapped the top of it. "Is it?"
Out of instinct, I slowly reached up to the top of my head. I could only imagine the look of shock on my face. There were wolf ears on my head! "What'd y'all do to me", the smallest bit of Southern twang had entered my voice, like it almost always did.
Intrigue sparkled in his eyes and his replay was nonchalant. "The potion Vexen made didn't work correctly. It did this instead of turning you into a Nobody."
I groaned, my head falling into one hand. "I feel like I'm in a bad crossover."
Axel threw a black outfit on the bed. "There's your clothes…" And he walked out of the room.
I got out of the bed. I was in the same tank top and jeans like last night. Me being me, I looked behind me… and to let out a sigh of relief. No tail.
I turned back to the clothes Axel had left. It was a pair of cargo pants, a black t-shirt, a large black cloak, and black boots. The normal Organization uniform. I tore the sleeves of the shirt and went into the bathroom that was on my left. A closer inspection of the pants showed that they had about seven pockets total, five on the front, the normal two in the back. I smirked. Nice.
I came out of the bathroom in the uniform, cloak hood up, just as Axel came in.
"We're having a meeting."
I raised an eyebrow. "I care why?"
"You got questions, dontcha?"
"Thank you Professor Duh for taking Captain Obvious' place in our time of need." A smirk had made its way onto my face, my eyes flashing deviously from under the almost too big hood.
He ignored me. "Well, this meeting is where you'll get your answers!" He gave me a look. "Weren't your eyes green? They're gold now."
I shrugged. So now eyes change color… WTF?
The redhead sighed. "Come on, follow me." Then walked out into the hall.
I followed him quietly, looking around the hall for something interesting. Boredom sucks…
I ended up counting how many steps we took to get to the meeting. 4,123, 4,124, 4,125, 4,126… Me being me, I ran into Axel when he made a sudden stop at two big white doors.
He looked back at me with a smirk.
I glared at him with a small, irritated growl. And all he did was open the door.
My face was the picture of boredom as I walked in. like everything else I've seen, the room was white. It had very throne-like, white chairs up against the walls, height ranging from about sixteen feet to thirty feet tall. Each chair held an Organization member. I noticed, with slight confusion, fourteenth member standing off to the side.
"So nice of you to join us… Alex." It was a calm almost soothing type voice. Xemnas.
I smiled sweetly at the member in the highest chair, flipping him off. "So nice of you to give me the chance…" My smile turned into a devilish grin. "Mansex."
I heard several members snicker while Axel almost fell out of his chair laughing.
Xemnas (Mansex) growled. "Silence!"
The room went as quiet as a graveyard. I rolled my eyes and snorted. Wow… That's actually kinda sad…
Mansex turned a cold glare on me which I returned just as fiercely. And the next words that came out of his mouth surprised everyone.
"Shut up you little asshat!"
I raised an eyebrow at him, my head tilted slightly open. I wasn't sure if I should laugh or kick his butt for that (or at least try). Eh, I could laugh about it later.
Before I really noticed what I was doing, I snapped my fingers. There was a small explosion that sent Xemnas into the air, gravity causing his head to barely miss the ceiling (daaaarn...). A wide, goofy, satisfied grin spread across my face as the, now descending, Nobody plummeted to the ground.
I can laugh about this later too.
Five seconds later, Xemnas hit the ground on his back with a painful-sounding thud that almost made me feel sorry.
I snickered.
Almost.
I leisurely walked over to the shallow hole that Xemnas had created and bent over it with a smug and triumphant chesire grin. The room was silent except the occasional pained groan from Xemnas.
"1. I am NOT an asshat. 2. You're a dumbass", I told Mansex in a slightly mocking tone.
He glared at me for that one. He picked himself up off the ground and snapped his fingers.
I could only manage a questioningly raised eyebrow for a moment before a scaring, scorching pain went through me. It felt like I was in an electric chair, or like I was wearing a violent dog obedience collar. My legs gave out and I fell to my knees, unable to stand under the unbearable, white-hot pain. I caught myself on shakey arms, my breath coming in short, ragged gasps.
I could feel his eyes on my crumpled figure, staring at me with sick amusement.
I glared at the floor.
No matter how much I want to, I won't scream.
Another snap. The pain doubled.
My arms were numb; they'd give out any minute.
I won't scream. The phrase had become a mantra in my mind, the only thing real in my world other than the pain. It seemed to go on forever and my vision was failing, black seeping into the edges of my eyes, when I heard an icy voice, the pain clouding my mind making it just a jumble of noise, and the pain ended.
I fell on my back in relief, and laid there on the title floor. All I could manage to do was glare at the Nobody leader and try to get my breathing under control; I was too wiped out to do anything else.
Damn...I'd love nothing more than to wipe that smirk off his face. Smug...gay bastard. The last thing I heard before I was taken by the bliss that in unconsciousness, was Xemnas' smug, vindictive whisper.
"I once again welcome you to Organization XIII... Number Zero... The Twilight Wolf."
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