Organization IV

Where am I?
Maxsodin was totally lost in the streets of Halloween Town. Rain had already throughly drenched her and her coat, but still it poured down in silent persistence. A woeful atmosphere hung over the deserted streets. The rain clouds blocked all star- and moon-light from reaching her. Maxsodin shuddered in cold loneliness.
It was no world for her.
Finding a bench, she curled up on the cold, wet surface and tried to sleep off the exhaustion that felt like a thousand pounds tied to her feet. The only sound was the ominous rumble of thunder and the quite pattering of the raindrops.
But sleep would not come. Maxsodin lay there, wondering about her only friends. Their faces appeared in her mind: The ghost of a smile that always hovered on Nexan's stern face; the cheery smile that Xahssa always had when she teasingly threatened her; the tough-guy smile that always covered up Braxyd's playful, childish self. How she missed them all.
A tear rolled down Maxsodin's already soaked face. She frowned as she recalled one fact that made her leave: those were the old days. Now Nexan's presence was threatening, Xahssa would scold her for what she didn't understand, Braxyd doubting their loyalty towards each other.
Maxsodin lay on the bench in the rain, focusing on the happy thoughts of her friends, trying to find reason for why those days had to go away. But the persistent answer that kept coming up made Maxsodin less and less happy: She was the reason.
Why did it have to be her? Why was Sora HER sibling?
Maxsodin was awakened by a glimmer of sunlight that tickled her eyes open. Dawn. She had to move.
Maxsodin sat upright. Her entire body ached from the night in the cold wetness. Rolling her shoulders and wincing, Maxsodin stood up slowly and began to locate the nearest ally.
Another day; perhaps she would find more answers.