Rhiannon: I hate my life... my mom just spent 3000 on my mouth and now has to spend 3000 again because now I need oral surgery because my ortho-lady screwed up my mouth... Ah, life.

Chapter 11—Mystery's Demise

Marluxia cocked his head to the side and sighed under his breath. If he didn't need Larxene he would have strangled her by now. He walked over to the wilted flower and slowly coaxed it back to life. There were many intricate happens going on here and she was no master of playing both sides. If she slipped up… she'd surely get them both killed.

"She is a bit of an idiot, isn't she?" Vexen asked from where he stood leaning against the door.

Vexen and his element were very well molded, Marluxia thought, he was chilly enough to freeze flames and Marluxia really wanted not part of him. But, unfortunately or fortunately Vexen often stuck his nose in to places it didn't belong and he could admit that it didn't bother him nearly as much as he acted like it did.

"She has no tact. She prefers to torture then to…"

"Shall I dispatch her for you? You don't need her Marluxia… the plan is going perfectly."

"And why would you help me?" He eyed his fellow organization member.

"New evidence has come to light." Was his mysterious response. "Larxene is no use to you or to me… or even to Xemnas."

"You're a cold man Vexen…" He shook his head, silently afraid that in the end this would go badly for not only Larxene but for him as well.

"I would hope so." He blew ice off his fingertips. "Worry about her no longer."

And Marluxia found that he didn't. But the waiting was what bothered him more. Until Ansem was dispatched, no one would make a move. Not him and certainly not Xemnas. He decided that it was time to take another visit to Naminè… After all, she was a key player in his plot.

Zexion knew that picking off members of your own side had been a sure sign of failure in the old classical tales that Vexen enjoyed but in this case he was sure that he could be forgiven. Lexaeus had been a thorn in his side for a long time. Especially after the arrival of Marluxia and Larxene and later Roxas. He knew for a fact that Lexaeus was planning to stop Marluxia in any way he could. Which he was sure would include a short untimely death.

And Zexion couldn't allow that to happen. He'd heard whispers from the scouts and tireless souls that there was more then one keyblade wielder if, only one master. Marluxia's plot would ensure that their hearts were emptied into Kingdom Hearts… a much better plan then Xemnas. After all, he had heard the whispers. He and Vexen both.

Xemnas was using them. Using them like mere tools to make his own Kingdom Hearts to give him and a select few hearts. Xemnas didn't particularly care about giving them hearts. He cared about the power of hearts and how he could control it. The greedy bastard would probably absorb Kingdom Hearts and then turn on the Organization.

Above all, Zexion wanted a heart, if not a heart then death. It was ridiculously easy to sneak up behind the large nobody and pull his tomahawk from him. The weapon itself was ridiculously large but Zexion wasn't worried about that. All he needed right now was the bigger nobody's attention.

"What are you doing Zexion?" Lexaeus asked as he turned to look at him.

"Wise words of wisdom are the words of the Silent Hero." He whispered and Lexaeus paused and stared at him with almost blank unseeing yes. Zexion swung the tomahawk as best he could and manage to decapitate his fellow heartless and watched as he dissolved into darkness.

"And so the Silent Hero falls." He heard clapping behind him and turned to see Xaldin watching him curiously.

"Only you Zexion could kill a man while he is facing you and still manage to look a coward." He was standing surround by his many lances and Zexion stared at him strangely as the weight of the tomahawk disappeared from his grip.

"And what shall you do?" He asked standing up fully.

"Nothing. What you do is not my business… unless you would like to make it so?"

"The winds of change are not yet upon me." He replied and Xaldin spared him a look that said little but spoke volumes to Zexion.

"I will not report this to Xemnas." With that he turned and walked away.

Zexion was surprised to feel his spirit calm at those worlds. After all, should Xemnas find out this plot, he knew that he of all people would not survive the fallout.

Tifa crossed her arms and glared Cloud down with ever inch of her will power. "I just found him! He didn't attack me so what was I suppose to do?"

"He's a member of the Organization!" Cloud yelled.

"I am right here you know." Roxas murmured looking over at them. "And I'm not hostile. I came here to meet Sora Miryoko… my somebody."

"What? So you nobodies are in the habit of killing your somebodies?" Cloud snorted and Roxas shook his head firmly.

"I want to know why he's so important to the Superior." There, it sounded better when he said it like that.

"Well… there's got to be something we can do… I mean…" Tifa bit her lip sharply almost drawing blood.

Roxas lifted his hand and a keyblade appeared in his hand. The Oathkeeper. He handed it to Tifa and smiled at her.

"You have my promise, my oath that I will do all that I can to protect the first district until I meet Sora. My… other."

"And what then?" Cloud asked still glaring at him.

"I don't know. As of yesterday I had official betrayed Organization Thirteen." Roxas scratched his head.

"Then you're definitely wearing the wrong coat." Tifa muttered "I think I can find you some clothes that fit. Afterwards will discuss how things are going to go."

Roxas idly wondered just what exactly had he gotten himself into.

Axel has had few moments in his life when he is surprised. So when he awoke after his fight with Ansem to find himself in Castle Oblivion lying on Naminè's bed, it was easy to say that he was well… confused.

"Oh, so you're finally awake." She smiled at him as she helped him sit up.

"How the… how the hell did I get here?" He asked quietly, voice hoarse.

"You called for me… You told me to help you get back to Roxas. So I came." She cocked her head to the side, blond hair spilling over her pale shoulders. "Don't you want to see Roxas again Axel?"

"Uh… of course…" He sat up fully. "Why are you helping me?"

"Does everyone need an ulterior motive Axel?" She asked and he wanted to say yes, but he bit his lip instead and smiled thinly at her.

"I uh… I guess not." He drew his knees up to his chest, careful of lingering wounds and Naminè was impressed that someone so long could suddenly take up such a small space. "In the Organization everyone has an ulterior motive."

"I don't think your motives are bad." She stood slowly and walked to the other side of the room and came back with a bowl of water. It then occurred to him that he'd been stripped of his robe and boots and was liberally covered in bandages.

"Then what are they?"

"Why did you go after Ansem of all people?" She asked curiously from where se leaned over him.

"Because the repercussions will give Roxas the time to escape." He whispered because maybe, just maybe he'd found someone that he could tell this to. And not only would they listen but, he could maybe… trust them, like he trusted Roxas.

"I'd say… Marluxia is angry because Larxene has been called away to fight along side Xigbar, Saïx and Luxord to stop Ansem from rampaging and killing you all."

"Good… Xemnas is distracted." He smiled at her thinly. "But it will only be so long before he figures out what I have done. I should go." He moved to stand but winced from the pain in his ribs.

"No!" She ran up to him and pushed him back down on the bed gently. "You should rest. No one knows you're here. Marluxia is so angry that he hasn't left his garden in days."

"What about Vexen or Lexaeus? Or Xaldin or Zexion?"

"Lexaeus is dead." She whispered quietly. "Vexen has locked himself in his room. And I know nothing of the other two."

"And courtesy of me… Demyx got captured by that King from Disney castle." He smiled. "Maybe Ansem will kill Saïx… it would make my life easier." He slowly laid back down. "I'll rest a bit and then I'll leave. I won't endanger you anymore then you already are Naminè… I'm much too nice for that."

"Of course you are." She smiled at his sleeping figure. "Of course you are."

"You shouldn't be doing this." She turned her eyes wide to see DiZ or all people watching her with glowing red eyes.

"How did you get here! Stay away from him!" She stretched her arms out wide.

"My dear, dear Princess. They are nothing."

"And so am I!" She shouted and that unfortunately woke Axel who stood up and pushed her aside.

"You." He whispered soft and deadly.

"You… you look like somebody I use to know." DiZ murmured as he stared at Axel in confusion.

"I am simply nobody… like her." He stated bitterly.

"She is my business." DiZ stepped forward.

"Stuff it old man. My name is Axel, got it memorized? And she is my business." H called his chakram and Naminè could only stare fearfully, Axel's body couldn't take another fight, not in the state that it was in.

"So you are the one that has mad Ansem so mad… I commend you." The smile that was under the red bandages would have scared Axel if he'd had the emotion with in him. "But that is not why I am here. Without the girl I can not restore Sora."

Axel sucked in a breath. "You aren't going to get Naminè. And you aren't going to get Roxas."

"Who are you to stop me?" DiZ raised an eyebrow.

"Someone who cares." Axel growled and felt Naminè throw her arms around his waist.

"You can't! You're too weak!" She cried but he shrugged her off.

"Someone who cares? Nobodies don't care!" The bandaged man raged and Axel lost it.

He pulled his hands up twirling his chakrams as they caught on fire and threw them with all his strength. They charred DiZ on the spot. He caught them in weak hands as their fire extinguished and slowly sunk to his knees staring at the charred corpse in front of him as it fell over.

"You never did understand hearts old man." He muttered under his breath and moaned in pain as Naminè helped him back on the bed.

"You idiot. He wouldn't have hurt me." She whispered and brought the cover up over him.

"I brought you here Naminè because I need your help." He watched her as she stared at him confused.

"Marluxia is going to try and use the keyblade wielders to bring down Xemnas so that he can have Kingdom Hearts to himself. At least I think so… it's hard to tell with Marluxia… with what I've done… I can't help him."

"Why even help Sora?" She was confused.

"Because if something were to happen to him Roxas would be crushed." It made perfect sense to him.

"Then that means you'll be leaving soon." She looked down sadly. "I'll miss you Axel."

"We'll meet again someday… and then I'll bully you all the time and you'll learn to hate me."

"I could never hate you." She stated solemnly.

"Good."

Rhiannon: So... um... read and review and make me feel better about all the surgery and crap I'm about to go through.