Trapped in the castle that never was

Demyx was overhearing all of this information and he chose to let himself be known when ever it was convient for him. With his hood up, he hid his identity now appearing before Riku and the others. Walking towards Valrxira, he waved to her and only her and then placed his hand by the lower part of his hood where his mouth would be warning her not to tell Riku who this mysterious stranger was before her.

Cloud bounded down the last flight of stairs now coming to the living areas where he saw Yuffie. Keeping himself pressed against the wall, he waited to see what would happen.

 

Velexira noticed Demyx but turned her attention back to Riku. "You mean that heart shaped thing in the sky? Yeah, but I thought it was just our moon."Velexira said.

 

"That was Kingdom Hearts you were looking at ..Vele ..your on the wrong side here. Once you get a heart, what then? What about all the lives they take? Children become Orphans, and nothing but pain comes from the selfish desire they have ..do you want a kid to grow up without a mother or father?" Riku questioned, not bothering with the hooded guy since he wasn't saying anything or attacking. Vele seemed like the only person he could convince, so it was worth trying to talk to her.

 

"Its Velexira. Vel-ix-I-ra."Velexira pronounced her name out. "And...It does sound bad when you say it that way...."Velexira frowned.

 

Riku didn't want to bother saying the complete name, but out of respect he'd do it, since she seemed like such a nice girl. And unlike others, she could be reasoned with. "Exactly ..you can still make the right choice and leave them." it was her choice, but depending on her actions he'd need to deal with her accordingly.

 

Demyx slapped his forehead. This stranger was not helping what so ever. "I need to speak to you," he said in his nobody telepahtic language that only nobodies could hear and understand. He took her by the arm and walked away with her leaving the other guy known as Riku with a girl known as Yuffie.

 

Xion leaned against the invisible wall, her head pounding. "So...we're stuck. I say we kill Larxene off."

 

"Hey Dem-Dem. Dude, I think that Riku guy has a few screws loose, know what I mean?"Velexira chuckled and twirled her finger around her ear, making sure Riku didn't see it.

 

Well, he did all he could to explain. If it came down to taking her out, so be it. Letting the two walk off, Riku turned around and headed in the other direction, keyblade still in hand.It never did do any good trying to convince a Nobody ..only Axel ever understood what he was doing, and never acted like a mindless drone bowing down to the master.

 

"So that is that guy's name? I don't think I've ever heard it. What he told you shouldn't matter for we do what we have to do to become complete. The boss is the one that made this all possible and that we must be loyal to him for that. That kid is only messing with your mind. If that guy Riku was in our shoes he would do the same thing though I do sense some darkness about him." He smiled from underneath his hood and rubbed her head.

 

"I sense something about him too...and his name is familiar...I wonder why..."Velexira shrugged. "Anyway, have you see my Kunai? I think Larxene took them again."Velexira looked around.

 

Xion smiled slightly, then closed her eyes, slowly sliding to the ground. She wanted to sleep..right here, right now.

 

"Oh no you're starting to become like me. I'm always forgetting stuff," he joked and shook his head in a comical fashion. "I'll help you look for them, but first we have to find Larxene and if I remember I know she would be with Marluxia so we must find him."

 

"Okay Demmy!"Velexira grinned. "By the way, who exactly is that Sora kid Riku mentioned?"she asked, alittle curious about Sora.

 

"Bad news that's who." Demyx remembered his battle against the boy and if it had not been for Sora and his friends he wouldn't of faded into the darkness.

 

OOC: NEWSFLASH! No making Larxene have items or do things that she didn't. You're not playing the character. If you want examples as to what those are, that means the whole fried chicken spiel. And this:

Because Larxene has no sensible reason to even bother stealing anything when she has her own, in the past or presently. And that goes for all my characters. Moving on...



What was there to do? The thought of leaving this place was the most upfront idea that plagued her mind, and she was honestly debating it. She didn't have to listen to Xemnas any longer, or deal with the idiots that lingered around. She could be free and roam, no strings attached. And she doubted she was needed. The Organization was unstable, everyone had plans. Others had other plans. Everyone had individual intentions. If the heroes, as much as she despised them, didn't destroy them, they would have destroyed themselves. That's what happened before. And will no doubt happen again this second time around. No one really liked or respected each other amongst the rest. Bringing them back was a foolish move, as nothing would have changed. And now, she had to deal with stupidity and pointless, trivial tasks. There was just no place for her in any life where she could be satisfied. Everything somehow irritated her. Exhaling a sharp breath, with a shake of her head, she continued walking to no destination in particular. What else was there to do in this place? Nothing. The only event that took a turn to be somewhat interesting was when a cloaked and hooded figure approached her, placing himself in her path. She stopped accordingly. There was a moment of silence, before a bemused smirk spread across her face. With the obvious body build, and the way it had walked, there was only one person she knew well that will do so. At least it wasn't anyone who she would want to rip its head off. Like, a redhead, for example. She almost rolled her eyes when Marluxia revealed himself, the graceful and flourished entrance as always. She stared at him, eyebrows raised, listening to the question he asked for instead of focusing on the flower petals. And he really fell right into that one. She blinked at him innocently, arms behind her back as she gave him a sweet smile. "Why, Marluxia, what ever are you talking about? I feel nothing inside. I have no Heart, silly. Tsk. Shame on you."

She could not help herself. It was too tempting. People just made it easy, and even Marluxia very well knew he could be a victim. Directing her hands to her hips as her lips curled delightfully when she eyed him, the expression suddenly changed when her aquatic eyes narrowed dangerously in a second. A deep frown was placed after it. Body still as a rock, heating with soundless anger, her pupils slid to the side, sensing someone that she wasn't looking forward on seeing. The presence was unmistakable after being around it for quite awhile.

Her fingers flexed in need.

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He knew perfectly well what he was doing. And what consequences may or may not happen. It just depended on "cooperation". He had been searching for Roxas in a few places he would deem the blond to be at. And he couldn't sense him, so it still must have been quite the distance compared to where he was. Nevertheless, when he wandered over to a vacant hall...not really vacant, as he was aware that they were two certain people in the midst, he found that he did not care. It wasn't him who had the grudge. And it wasn't like he was intimidated by them to cross paths every once in a while. He wasn't going to hide, and play an avoidance game just because he had...derailed, or ruined, their plans. It was like they didn't expect for their ploy to fail at all, and if that was so, they believed it to be too easy. And that was mostly their downfall. In that castle, everyone had eyes. And if one was making traitorous movements, while it would go unnoticed for awhile, it could not be hidden for long. Maybe if they knew about Saïx's own manipulation...he humphed to himself, a fox-like grin etching itself on his features. But it didn't matter now, did it? Every member had something in mind and something to gain. There were too many things going on at once in the past. Too many secrets. Too many hidden plots. While he was thrown into the dark part of it all, swaying across every wave, and floating. He just didn't know what to predict in this case. No one seemed different from before. And that meant that to even amuse the idea that some betrayal wasn't going to happen once more would be delusional. There were also many new people around in the castle, some he didn't know, or had met yet. Either way, this might provide some entertainment, being that they were their private bubble. Not by Marluxia, as he was cordial enough to keep a facade well. Larxene, on the other hand, was like a untouched firecracker waiting to explode once lit: and he was the one that held the flame to ignite it.

She was easy to read that way.

So he walked towards them, an unreadable expression on his face as he kept coming nearer and nearer. It was the usual fighter instinct not to let your back be open to possible attacks, yet, he had faith in his skills to dodge anything if it was done. Once he was passing by them unfazed, he gave them a lazy and careless wave with a very good-natured smirk. "Yo." And he continued on, even when he felt a certain someone's glare burning holes into his back. He really began to wonder then, in a fleeting thought...about how long will this go on for.

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A young girl with a white, summer dress sat at her assigned bed, scratching a colored pencil into thick paper that was sewn together with other sheets into a sketch pad. The one item that had started a chain of events that could have gone to put the worlds themselves in peril if no one would have stepped up and place it to shame. After all, it was well-known that people who greed for power were never satisfied with just one success, and thirsted for more once they figured that it was not enough. It was never enough. In a moment's pause, she freed one hand to pull on the embroidered hem of her outfit, despite the fact that it reached to her mid-thighs already. Her feet were clad in her usual powder blue sandals, front straps decorated with tiny, yellow flowers at each end, as well as the one passing over the instep of the ankle. She sighed for a second, before continuing her drawing, and given it more shape, more life. She had questioned how come she had been driven out of Kairi many times after days had passed by. She was positive that after they permanently fused with their other selves, that would be the end. Of everything. It seemed it wasn't so, as she woke up in this very bedroom without any absolute explanation as to why or how. It was difficult to comprehend, truthfully. But she was here. And she knew Roxas was too, and that alone made it somewhat better that she wasn't alone in a castle like she once was. And there was that person that she could talk to. Xion was present as well, which was what shocked her out of the rest, yet, she didn't mention anything. Not at all. It would complicate things. Unlike the previous rule when she was in the Organization's possession before, she was able to walk around freely. And she had done so when she could. However, she never visited Destiny Islands. Mostly because she expected for them to come once they hear that the notorious group of Nobodies had returned. And that she and Roxas had disappeared. It was why she was patient, and waited. Quietly. She was enjoying what would be left of being her. Just her. Not Kairi, not seeing through someone else's eyes. She was solid, and present. And she could admit that she missed the feeling. Her soft cornflower eyes gazed at the scenery she had woven, and she smiled to herself. It was different, and she didn't understand why she even made it. She supposed that the Organization, not wiling to take a group photo, would never be able to characterize each of its members in such a carefree setting. The inspiration came, and she just...began. She made certain to add Roxas more in the middle, and Xemnas somehow way in the background, overlooking everyone. Now that she studied it, it wasn't really a photo when the leader was simply a silhouette of his face and hair, his skin, and two vivid, icy orange eyes that stood out among the rest of the shades. Larxene was also a problem for her, but that was because of her eyes. The woman was many things, but she had such unusual irises. Beautiful ones, that kept switching from blue to green, to a mixture of both. It was hard to tell which one it truly was, and it was never just one exact color. They were striking, a gathering of so many hues that would make one study it for hours just figuring it out, and she had to give credit as an artist when it came to her, at least. She never really had her eye color right.

Placing the sketch pad down in the mattress, as well her writing utensil, she dusted her hands before resting her sight on the door inquisitively. Should she?

Kairi, Sora, and Riku were already here.

 

Xinia looked up at the blond man. He was pretty tall compared to herself. She had always been the shortest one everywhere. Her somebody had been bullied in school for being so short. But it didn't really bother her anymore. These days she thought being small was actually pretty useful. She could sneak into places that some taller people couldn't go. And people didn't notice her always. That fact had bother her somebody, but she knew that sometimes it was better not to be noticed in a world like this.
"Uh, sure..." Xinia mumbled shyly not knowing really what to say.

Roxas smiled a bit at Xion's comment. He turned to look at her and saw her sliding to the ground. He immediately went to his knees and lightly shook her.
"Xion! What's wrong?!"

 

She looked up at Roxas, smiling. "I'm tired. That stupid wall, it's doing something with my energy. Neeeever should have touched it." She closed her eyes, exhausted. Doesn't he hear the humming?

 

"Eh? Um... I better get you to your room!" Roxas said confused and worried.
"Come on, I'll carry you there."

 

Sora looked around worried because he thought that the Nobody's would have took Riku and made him into a heartless.''Hmm...Naah I know Riku.He'll make it...''Sora felt a chill.He shivered his shoulders coldly.He felt that Xemnas was in the castle,Around somewhere.But,How is this possible after Sora and Riku defeating him?He then felt Roxas was near.''Roxas?Where did he go when i met Namine?''Sora still has forgotten the time before when he lost his memory and thought it was Namine he was supposed to be looking for.He felt that Riku is catching up with Xemnas with every step Riku takes.Sora felt cold.