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Chapter 14


Not even looking at Riku, Sephiroth stared evenly at his older boys, his sharp gaze falling to each of them at their name, "Kadaj. Yazoo. Loz. Back to the house."

Kadaj released a small noise of disappointed disgust but when their father's eyes narrowed at the slight sound of disobedience, he stepped away from Riku, his clenched fists falling to his sides. "Don't think this is over just because Father came in to save you, Riku. You may think you're something special, but you're not. You are and always will be weaker than any one of us so long as you put mindless loyalty before nature's hierarchy."

"Kadaj, enough."

Kadaj visibly flinched at the tone of the voice. Even Riku could feel some amount of sympathy. He had been called out by their father for doing something he disapproved of three times in the last few minutes. This was probably the first time Kadaj had misbehaved so badly; unfortunately that in itself attested to how much hatred he actually had for Riku.

After a few tense seconds, Kadaj finally huffed and crossed his arms, his expression relaxing into an annoyed irritation. "Fine. Yazoo, Loz, let's get back to the house. The stench of human illness was starting to make me sick to my stomach anyway."

Yazoo and Loz glanced at each other but followed their younger brother down the hall, leaving Riku and Namine to their father. The dark magic that Kadaj had emitted was still hovering in the air like a thick mist around them, a heavy black cloud that did nothing to soothe the tension that the three young men had left behind. Riku felt Namine grasp the back of his shirt. That's right, he was the only thing standing between Namine and the man who had basically kidnapped her. Taking a cautious breath, Riku straightened up as well as he could, one hand moving up to massage his neck as he met his father's gaze. "Father."

Sephiroth's expression didn't change as he took in Riku's appearance, so his next words somewhat surprised Riku. "Have your injuries healed properly?"

Riku frowned with confusion, his shoulders lowering slightly from his defensive position. "What?"

"You weren't scheduled to leave the hospital for another day. Are you well enough to move around?"

Riku broke his gaze with his father to look down at his arms which were still wrapped up in bandages beneath his vest. "I'm…I've healed enough, well enough to put up a decent fight anyway."

"Honestly, Riku," his father sighed and crossed his arms. His expression looked strangely exasperated, Riku had never seen him look so…well, human. "Do you imagine me so heartless as to lift a hand against my injured child?"

Well, when he put it like that…no, Riku supposed a father wouldn't usually hurt their kids, but this was a unique sort of situation. Riku's frown deepened, "I would say no but I know what you did in the spirit world. If Guardian bonds mean so little to you than I don't think blood would really mean anything either."

Septhiroth's eyes narrowed. Before Riku knew what was happening, his father had a tight hold of his shoulder and was leading him back into his hospital room. "H-Hey!"

"Namine, wait outside."

With this last order, Sephiroth pulled Riku into his hospital room then closed the door behind them. The last thing Riku saw was Namine's worried face before he was alone with his father. He knew that he had provoked his anger. So why did he feel more like a misbehaving child than a person who was facing the man who killed the former king?

"Sit down, Riku, we need to talk."

Riku dutifully sat down on the cot which he had been recently occupying. No matter how much he had been trained as a warrior in the spirit world, any ability to fight back against his father drained away at the first order. It was infuriatingly frustrating, but obedience toward his father had been too far engrained into his brain. In that respect, the only thing which saved his dignity during his teenage years was the fact that his father had rarely been home.

Sephiroth sighed again then removed his trench coat, draping it over the side of the cot before he sat down in the cheap barely-padded chair which was set up beside the cot, the same one Kairi had been sitting in before. He still managed to look dignified though, as always, he took control of and owned any room which he entered. Once Riku was settled, Sephiroth sighed and ran a hand through his long silver bangs. "I will not be spoken to as such when I worried so much after hearing that you had gone missing."

Once again, his father's words surprised him. "You…were worried?"

Sephiroth frowned. "When my youngest son, still a minor, has not been seen for twenty-four hours after having gone to the mall, of course I would have been concerned. Your brothers are responsible for and can defend themselves, but as a good-looking and wealthy teenager, you could have been in any amount of danger. Even kidnapping would be one of the better possible situations."

Riku had to snort at this. He had been kidnapped actually.

Sephiroth didn't bother to acknowledge the sound, too dignified for that. "Unfortunately there was a storm in Twilight Town where I was doing business and as such the airports were shut down. By the time I could arrange for a flight I had already been notified that you had been found and had been sent to this hospital." He laced his fingers together and leaned forward. "The possibility that you had been taken to the spirit world did not fully occur to me until the plane flight back. It was a reasonable option owing to the fact that you had been found so close to where you had last been seen and yet a thorough search of the area had not produced you before that time."

"Why didn't you tell me sooner, about all of this, about what we are? Hell, why did you even erase my memories in the first place? Kadaj and the others still remember everything!"

"You were still a young child when those events occurred. I didn't want you to be burdened with something which you had no control over. Kadaj, Yazoo, and Loz had been old enough to make their own decision about the matter, but you were innocent of it all. I believed that giving you a normal life, even if that was to raise you as a human, was better than growing up in a world of alienation. I still believe it was the right decision, though this certainly wasn't how I would have had you learn of your true heritage. Especially since you seem to have learned your hatred from someone still loyal to the old regime."

"Loyal to the old regime? There is no 'new' regime, just some bastard who's destroying everything. Why did you even go along with that?!"

"I realize that it is difficult to understand the rationalizations of the enemy, but I can say that the takeover seemed to be the best option. The King was trying to fix society too quickly. His marriage to a flower spirit caused more contestation amongst the nobles than even he knew about. Although the lower class was happy with him, the aristocracy was on the brink of civil war. Xemnas felt that a new hierarchy needed to be reinstated before complete chaos broke out."

"So you killed the King?!" Riku balled his hands into fists, digging them into his lap. "I know what it feels like to be a Guardian, Father. If you were really the king's Guardian, how could you do that? Didn't you feel like you were dying? Or were you really so numb by then that you didn't even feel anything?"

Sephiroth's eyes closed as he massaged his temples. His expression was one that Riku had never seen before on his father's face. Well, he had never seen his father emotional at all, so knowing that he could show something akin to…regret, was nothing short of unsettling. Riku had been able to hate him when he thought his father was nothing but a cold bastard. "Zack's death…is my one regret about the matter. The situation became out of hand. His pride did not allow him to back down, and one of us had to die that night. It was only by chance that mine was the finishing blow. He was an excellent fighter…I had taught him well." He paused for a moment then lowered his hands, his expression once again composed. "It was painful, but I managed to revive myself after a few minutes. After his death, my only thought was to collect my family and to leave as fast as I could. What Xemnas did after that was not my concern."

Riku could only stare at his father. It wasn't fair. His father couldn't make himself out to be an empathetic character. The dark spirits were the bad guys, they were evil. They had destroyed the lives of not only everyone in the palace but also the entire world. No rationale should have been able to explain any of their atrocities, and no excuse should have given Sephiroth the right to have killed the king than run. But, when he thought about it, Sephiroth had sacrificed using his magic, and had apparently stopped his brothers from using theirs, in order to give him a "normal" human childhood. He had integrated with the human world instead; he had actually become a real businessman. How could he hate someone who did that for him?

Damn, he really had changed in the spirit world if he was thinking about this so much.

Riku sullenly glanced over to his father. "Why did you kidnap Namine?"

"She was the closest animal spirit at the time, and I knew her studies focused around memory-altering spells. She only became your supposed sister as a reason to explain her existence in our household." The indifferent way in which he spoke of Namine told Riku that his father at least still had some prejudice against animal spirits. At least he could dislike him for that. Sitting back, Sephiroth eyed his son closely. "Now, you said you knew how it felt to be a Guardian. Your memories of your early years have been completely lost, so you must have come into contact with young Prince Sora."

Riku tossed his hair over his shoulder. "Yeah, we found him and Roxas. Aerith too. And Cloud. The world is really messed up though, so they want to take control back. And I need to go back to help them. I think Sora's in real trouble, and I'm not going to abandon him. I don't care what you say, I will find a way back to the spirit world."

Sephiroth stared at him, his blue eyes on his pale face boring into his very soul. Riku held his gaze though; he wasn't going to back down on this. He was going to help Sora even if it killed him, even if his father killed him right now to stop him. Finally, after what seemed to be an eternity, Sephiroth frowned. "I see. You were always willful, it is a characteristic which is unfortunately prevalent in this family. If the only way to keep you here would be to forcibly restrain you, then I have no other choice than to allow you to do as you please."

"What? You'd let me do that?"

"I swore to cut all ties with the spirit world, so it doesn't concern me whether or not Xemnas retains his power. In any case, my intention was never to send that world into ruin. If life is truly so unbearable, then Xemnas's grand dream has failed and he should be justly punished for his failures." Sephiroth frowned thoughtfully, "Besides, if I kept you here you're brothers would undoubtedly attack you as soon as my gaze was distracted elsewhere."

"Yeah, why do they hate me so much?"

"Jealousy. It was a surprise to all of us that the youngest of the Jenovans was assigned to the most important station of Guardian of the Crown Prince. Kadaj especially is most bitter. Only days before the pregnancy was announced, he was assigned to be Lord Cloud's Guardian. It was our attempt to give him at least someone of high rank to protect; it was not ideal, but he demanded to be given some assignment. It enraged him that he could have served directly under the Crown Prince if he had only held out for a few more days."

Riku leaned back into the cot. So that was why his brothers were always tormenting him? Because they were jealous of that? That was somewhat disturbing, but at the same time, it made Riku smirk a little. He had had an upper-hand on Kadaj and the others all this time, and he hadn't even known it. That made him feel pretty good, a definite sense of superiority anyway.

He couldn't help but snicker as he hopped to his feet. "I never really pegged him as being the insecure type. I feel honored now to have gotten the job. But you're really not going to try to stop me?"

"I already said I wouldn't."

Riku gave him a sideways glance then shrugged. "Okay, then I'll go."

His fear of his father had long since dwindled during their conversation. This was in fact probably the longest he had ever talked to his father. He had never even known that Sephiroth had the capacity to talk for so long. It made sense as he was a respectable businessman, but through all his high school years, Sephiroth had never really talked to him for that long. And all that time, his father had only ever been looking out for him.

Sticking his hands into his pants pocket, Riku headed for the door. If they were done with this conversation, then he was going to take Namine and find a spirit portal. He froze in his tracks when he felt a sudden burst of cold against his back, his eyes widening when a flash of silver crossed over his shoulder. It was the end of a sword.

For a moment, Riku was frozen. His breath seemed to stop in his throat. Then, slowly, he turned around to see his father, standing upright and glowing black, a long sword balanced easily in his right hand, his ice blue eyes narrowed. He looked invincible and ready to kill.

Paling, Riku clenched his shaking hands to his side. "F-Father?"

"Did you think I would not act, that I would just let you leave the room?" His expression was emotionless as the sword point moved from over Riku's shoulder to pointing at his throat as Riku backed up against the door, his back hitting it with a dull thud.

His father was going to kill him.

"Did you think I would not notice? I have not been gone from the spirit world for so long that I would not remember the stench of tainted magic."

Riku's brow knit together with confusion as his panicked mind tried to make sense of his father's words. A separate part of his consciousness was twisting about uncomfortably, making it hard to think. "What are you talking about? My magic isn't tainted!"

"Release my son from your grip, or I will destroy you, Xehanort's Heartless."

Riku gasped as a rush of cold washed over him, a splitting headache cutting through his head as he felt Xehanort's Heartless rise to the forefront of his mind, apparently ready for battle. He felt his fingers twitching by some other commanding force, Xehanort's Heartless' power, fists unclenching to call Soul Eater to his side.

Sephiroth apparently caught the slight movement because his lips twitched into a frown. "I gave you proper warning." He didn't even have to say the spell out loud or make a movement with his hand. In the blink of an eye, two dark spheres of energy materialized from thin air then flew toward Riku. He threw his arms up to defend himself, felt his lips calling out for a Dark Shield but the flares easily broke through and crashed into him. They were painful, but the healing kind of pain, like fixing a broken bone. In the same way, pain pulsed through his body as both flares hit, but immediately afterward Riku felt lighter, Xehanort's Heartless's grip on his body much weaker than before.

Sephiroth took no time to rejoice in the direct hits but in one graceful move adjusted his grip on his sword then plunged the glowing black blade into Riku's chest.

Riku had clenched his eyes shut when he saw it coming, letting out a breathy gasp as his eyes flashed open to see that it was indeed going right through him. For a split second, a wrenching pain twisted through his body, nearly knocking him out before suddenly the pain fell away. Then his body was numb to the sword jutting out of his chest, perhaps that was because it was it was glowing black with magic?

Expression still emotionless, Sephiroth pulled his sword away a moment later, a black tar-like substance staining its tip as Riku slumped to the ground in a state of shock and confusion. What he knew for sure though was that he felt so much lighter, like a weight had been lifted from his shoulders. But, his father had moved so quickly, "W-What, what just happened?"

"Xehanort's Heartless is clinging around your soul. The magic flares weakened his power but it seems as though even a direct attack could not completely destroy it." Sephiroth tisked as he looked at the dirtied end of his sword. "Depravities such as that thing should never have existed, they are no better than parasites." His gaze moved from his weapon to his son as the black glow around him slowly faded. "Do you feel faint?"

"No, I, I'm alright."

"Good. It has been a while since I have used my magic and Xehanort's Heartless has strong control over you. I have weakened it as well as I could, it should not have the energy for aggression for a long while at least."

Covering his chest with his hand, Riku pressed back against the door, using its solid weight to heave himself up off of the ground. Taking a deep breath to calm himself, he looked up at his father. "So, you're telling me that that guy's not completely gone?"

"That's correct." He paused. "Xehanort's Heartless was an early project of Xemnas'. I did not care how he used it but he should have known that I would not tolerate him infesting my son with his creature." Sephiroth unclenched his hand around his sword and the weapon instantly disappeared. The pale hand then went up to card through his silver bangs. "It had already connected with you for far too long; any longer at the pace which it was overwhelming you and it could have completely taken control within days. Only the creator, or the death of the creator, can completely extinguish the parasite's existence, but I at least could make it powerless."

Riku's fingers clenched the fabric of his shirt. Xehanort's Heartless already had taken complete control. But if he was weakened, then Riku could be around Sora again without having to worry. For a while anyway. "Thank you, Father."

His father made a noise of acknowledgement as he walked back over to the hospital cot to collect his black trench coat. Taking this as permission to leave, Riku fumbled for the doorknob behind him then stumbled out of the room. Immediately, he felt a comforting hand on his back, Namine's quiet voice concerned and just barely reaching his ears. "Are you okay?"

"Fine. Let's go."

He only glanced back once into the hospital room as he grabbed Namine's hand. From inside, his father caught his gaze then nodded, the powerful businessman mutely sending him on his way.

Despite his father's acceptance however, Riku still hurried through the hospital. Now that he had gotten passed that talk with his father, his mind had gone back to focus on getting to Sora. He hadn't forgotten his dream. Sora was scared and stuck somewhere dark, and he was waiting for Riku to come help him.

As they left the hospital, Namine caught up to him so they were walking side by side. "What did he say to you?"

"He was actually nice about the whole thing. It was…strange."

Namine smiled, linking her arms closer with his. "That's good to hear. I was worried when he shut the door on me. I didn't know what I'd find when I saw it opening again. Although, now that I think about it, I should have known he wouldn't have hurt you."

"How would you know that? Even I thought that he was going to kill me at one point."

"That might have been the case for any other person, but Sephiroth really does love you." She giggled softly. "I think you might be his favorite. He let you get away with a lot of things."

Riku huffed, his eyes narrowing when Namine suddenly turned onto the road that went down to the beach. "Where are you going? The portal is in the traffic tunnel where my car was found."

She shook her head. "It's not there anymore. The portals are like doors which come and go, switching places at random times. That's why they're so hard to find." She tilted her head to the side, the smile still playing across her pale face. "Elemental spirits aren't in tune with sensing the portals, it's almost as if us animals can sniff them out!"

Riku snorted at this as they walked quickly along the side of the road. He still hadn't gotten his car back, so walking was the only way. Luckily, even this main island in the Destiny Island chains was so small that it could be easily crossed by foot in a few hours. The hospital was only a brisk thirty-minute walk from the main stretch of shoreline.

Thirty minutes was still too long. Riku had already wasted too much time recovering and talking. "Come on," he said, tugging her forward, "We're going faster."

Namine glanced up at him then nodded, the two of them breaking into a jog. As frail and delicate as she looked, she kept up with him the whole time, showing no signs of fatigue. Riku had to wonder why he had never noticed how strong she was before this; he supposed she had always just been his strange, little sister to him.

They reached the beach in fifteen-minutes. Catching his breath, Riku wiped a layer of sweat from his forehead. He wasn't used to running in the sun and tropical heat. Namine looked perfectly fine though as she started to slowly walk down the sandy beach. She really was something. After a moment to collect himself, Riku caught up to her. "Namine, where is it?"

"Somewhere close. Be patient for a few seconds." She actually lifted her head into the air, senses peaked as she scanned the shoreline. "It's around here somewhere…" She started walking toward the water. Riku could only watch as she waded into the teal tropical water, the girl stopping suddenly a few feet out, the water washing up mid-calf. She turned halfway to glance back at him. "I found it, come here!"

Riku obeyed. He sensed nothing out of the ordinary though as he waded out to meet her. Well, he did feel water soaking his shoes and pants, but certainly nothing magical. "Where is it?"

"Right here." She took a step forward, extending a slim hand. Riku watched as she touched a point in the air which stopped her finger like a solid surface. White light rippled out from her touch, shooting out until the glow outlined the form of an arched doorway. Perhaps sensing his awe, she glanced up at him, her expression hesitant. "Like I said before, I'm not sure if I'll be able to get us all the way through to the other world. I'm going to try my hardest, but just know that it might be a rougher ride then what you've had so far."

"I'll take that chance. I've got to get back."

"I know." Sighing, she pulled herself together then held out her hand. "Okay. I'll try my best. Take my hand, and whatever happens, don't let go. If I had enough magic, this wouldn't be so dangerous, and you could probably make it on your own. But as it is now, the portal will be very unstable. I just…I'll try to get us both through safe, but it's just been so long and the last time completely drained me."

Riku swallowed, unnerved by her nervousness. But he took her hand, clasping it tight in his larger one. "You can do this. It's only the two of us this time, and you're older, so I know you can do it."

She nodded then took half a step forward, looking back at him only once more as a warning. "Alright. Remember-"

"Don't let go. Yeah, don't worry, I'm not planning on it."

Nodding again, Namine glanced back at him then stepped into the white outline, her body disappearing as she passed through. Riku followed after her, immediately swept up in a world of bright light. It was just like what had happened when he had first stumbled into the spirit world. This time however, he could feel Namine's hand grasping onto his own. Suddenly though, he felt the world gave a rolling shudder, the light fracturing around them. A warped gasp came from in front of him. Namine was losing control of the portal.

"R-Riku! Hold on!"

Not wanting to risk getting left behind, Riku reached forward, feeling his arms wrap around her solid form.

Then, he felt a hand grasp onto his collar. From behind.

He let out a hoarse shout as he was pulled backwards, bringing Namine with him as he fell back.

He let out a grunt as he hit the ground, eyes blinking open to see Namine sprawled in his lap, shaking her head. And they were out of the world of light. In fact the dark view looked like a particularly bleak and dismal country side. Smirking, he sat up and grabbed Namine's thin arm. "See, I knew you could do it."

She shook her head, her face paler than usual as she ran a hand over her brow. "But…I didn't do that. The portal had started to fall apart around us…!"

"It was indeed a foolish attempt. Be glad that I had the sense to wait for you on the other side of the portal and managed to catch you in time before the tunnel shattered completely. Now if you could kindly get off of me, that would be much appreciated."

Riku craned his head back to see that he had actually landed on top of Zexion, the older but smaller spirit looking sufficiently ruffled. Riku quickly lifted Namine up, supporting her as she gathered her senses when he stood up himself. "Zexion!"

"You sound surprised." Zexion muttered, a frown on his lips as he dusted off his black cloak. "I would feel insulted but this is rather unexpected to me as well."

"How did you help us through the portal?" Namine asked.

"I felt you coming so I reached in and gave you a hand. I would not have interfered except I felt your resolve weakening. Considering the current situation, the last thing I needed was for Riku to disappear between the two worlds."

Hearing this, Riku grabbed Zexion's shoulders, his grip tight. "What happened to everyone else? Are they okay? Where were they taken?"

"Calm down." Zexion brushed his hands off with a frown, his gaze hard as he stared up at Riku, all business once again. "Once Saix took you away, the others were captured though they put up a good fight. It has been nine days since they were taken back to the palace. After I saw them led through the gates I came here to wait for your return. We need to get back to the palace as quickly as we can though if we want to find them alive."

"Why didn't you try to save them?" Riku asked, his silver brows furrowing as indignation rippled through him. "Did you even help try to keep them from being captured?"

Zexion frown, his voice lowering to an angry hiss as he leaned forward, "I could not have done anything to help them and revealing my presence would have only led to complications for myself. My illusions are not used for direct attacks, they shield and blind, but they cannot fight. It was all I could do to follow after them and see what became of them."

"Is this how you expect to help the team then?"

"It was an inopportune situation for me. My skills lie in planning and less barbaric maneuvers."

By now, Namine had gotten between them, the girl trying to soothe the almost tangible tension between the two of them. For his part, Riku just couldn't understand Zexion's decisions. If it had been him in the spirit world for the last eight days, he would have done everything in his power to get into the palace and locate the rest of their team. Plans could be made later when it came to rescuing Sora and the others from Xemnas's clutches.

He was also angry at himself for being gone so long, his frustrations easy to take out on Zexion. He supposed that he did owe the violet-haired spirit though; if he hadn't been here then they might not have made it at all.

He and Zexion stared each other down for a few more seconds before he snorted and looked away. "Fine. You say that you're good at making plans? What's the plan then?"

"We're going back to the palace. As I mentioned before, we have Xigbar on our side so getting into the palace should be infinitely less complicated. Once we're inside we'll begin looking for the others. Undoubtedly most of them will be down in the dungeons. I suspect though that the royal family will be kept elsewhere, probably closer to where the Superior can keep close watch on them. Because you can sense Sora, we will begin looking for him first." Zexion's expression darkened slightly. "And when we are in the palace, you will listen to my orders without argument. Out of the three of us, I can only assume that I have the best understanding of the current situation and politics within the palace grounds. You will not be seen by anyone, or speak to anyone, unless I say so, otherwise we may all die. Do you understand?"

Riku frown but, feeling Namine's hand on his shoulder, nodded curtly. He was back in the spirit world, so he would have to get used to taking orders again. But that didn't mean that he had to like it. "I understand."

"We both understand," Namine said, her gentle voice calming the atmosphere. "You're concerns sound valid and I am sure you do have the best information about the palace. The plan also sounds like a good one, right, Riku?"

Riku didn't even bother with enthusiasm. "Yeah, it sounds great. Now are we going to start walking any time soon or are we going to wait another eight days doing nothing?"

Zexion frowned but started walking, the scholar's pace surprisingly fast for his small build. Namine pushed passed Riku, catching up with Zexion. She offered him a friendly smile as they walked. "I think I should introduce myself before we storm the palace together. My name is Namine."

Riku couldn't see Zexion's expression because he was behind the two of them, but he could hear the other's surprise in his voice. It wasn't much of a change in pitch, but enough for Riku to notice some emotion in Zexion's usually monotonous speech. "Namine? You were at the palace before the Superior took power."

"Yes. Had we met before?"

"Not formally. But I made it my business to know everyone by name and face. You have grown though, so I did not recognize you immediately. I had assumed you were just another spirit who got lost in the chaos."

"You're close. Sephiroth took me with his family."

Zexion made a noise of understanding. "Of course he would have. He needed to get to a portal."

Riku raised an eyebrow as he watched the two of them talk. He should have expected that they would get along; their quiet and smart personalities were compatible anyway. It was going to be a long trip for him though, if he had to listen to the two of them the entire way to the palace. He guessed he would just have to keep the pace fast so that they got their sooner.


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