Organization IV

It was a long day of training, burning toast, confusion and more training. Xahssa uncaringly slunk towards the hall where the Organization rooms were held. She lingered for a moment in front of Braxyd's door, listening closely to make sure he wasn't in the room. When she confirmed what she thought, she turned to the left where Maxsodin's unoccupied room faced her. Xahssa frowned at the neglected air the room let off, not liking the fact that Maxsodin had yet to return back to the Organization.
She had panicked when Nexan entered the dining hall to inform them that Maxsodin had disappeared. Seycax seemed scandalized, thinking it disrespectful to leave the Organization in such a way, and Brayxd stared ahead with a blank face. It chilled her to see the unconcerned look the Braxyd had on his face, as if he didn't care that their friend was gone. Perhaps that was the way that he delt with his troubles.
Turning from the room, she wandered over to what she thought was her room. It wasn't until she was actually in the bedroom when she realized that it wasn't her room, but the Superior's. Xahssa felt the urge to search around but her instinct told her that she wouldn't like what she found and begged her to turn around and forget that she even went into this room. She disregarded that fact, feeling a little like a child as she crept around the room carefully, attempting to be sneaky. Feeling quite bored with the lack of interesting things in Nexan's room, she turned to leave when she saw a black book.
The title on the book was hard to read from a distance, so she went closer and she let out a small gasp. So this is what the Superior hides in her room! She glanced behind her at the doorway before her hand shot out and grabbed the book. Xahssa ran out of the room, hiding it in her cloak.
When she got to the sanctuary of her room, she shut the door and sat on the floor. She flipped open the book and scanned the pages. Useless stuff about the ins and outs of the previous Organization. What a jacked up bunch. Couldn't even destroy one kid and there were thirteen of them. She thought, slightly amused.
It wasn't until she got towards the end of the diary did things get interesting. The book was slammed shut when she was done as she leaned her head forward and supported it on the book's binding. Xahssa attempted to sort through the mind-boggling information she just recieved. Maxsodin was the sister of Sora. The four of them were chosen specifically. Braxyd was designed to kill Maxsodin. She wasn't supposed to have a Keyblade. Everything defied what it should have been.
Xahssa shot up immediately, the book falling to the floor. There was only one thing to do. Find Maxsodin.


Maxsodin shivered, leaning against the wall of an ice cream parlor. The rain was warm as it hit her back, but she felt as though every drop was colder than anything she's ever felt. She was so hungry, but too tired to get up and buy something. Maxsodin even felt herself yearning for Xahssa's burnt toast and Nexan's quirky sandwich choices, like guacamole and fish.
She was too deep in her thoughts that she didn't see or hear someone approach.
"Hey." Maxsodin's eyes widened. She knew that voice. Her head jerked up. Xahssa. Her face was smiling and hesitant and her hair completely dry despite the pouring rain. Maxsodin was too speechless to talk. "You there Maxy?" Hearing her use Braxyd's nickname for her was odd and so startling that Maxsodin actually spoke.
"Xahssa." Her voice was hoarse from lack of use. "I thought I told you not to find me." Xahssa rolled her eyes.
"Please, Max. I'm not stupid. I know that you were trying to help us but you're not. Just because you're Sora's sister doesn't mean anything. At least to me. You're still clumsy, confusing Number III. Now come on. Let's get you something to eat."
The best words Maxsodin's heard all day.