We aren't dating... I'M SO CONFUSED

Rapier… my weapon is a damn rapier. The rest of the damn organization is too fucking scared to tell you. I think it’s because I’m so damn good with it. When they get me angry and it pops up in my hand there is one thing going through their minds: oh shit.
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I got up mighty pissed off. There were three pairs of eyes staring at me. Daxjorn (duh she like worships now), Nyxick (got to love that little kid), and strangest of all… Maxsodin (this was strange because she was holding my head in her lap). She threw up my torso and caught it in a massive bear hug (still silent). “OW!” is said in agonizing pain.

“What’s wrong sensei?” said Daxjorn.

“There’s a hole in his chest.” Said Nyx as if he was happy he knew the information, the poor kid just didn’t realize that it really hurt like a bitch.

“Don’t ever do that again ok?” she whispered as she placed a soft kiss on his cheek.

“Ok, I wont as long as you stop squeezing.” He said in a wincing tone. “Knowing you, you want revenge… let it wait, I want to spar.”

In which there is Everything and Nothing at all

*FLASHBACK-*

Xemnas was sprawled on his chair, his fingers drumming impatiently on the seat of his chair while he waited for his loyal subordinates to return. He had been waiting all day and night and so far nothing. When one doesn't have a heart, it gets quite taxing when you do nothing.

When a door opened to the hall finally, he glanced up, expecting to see Luxord who was actually quite efficient in his work. To his surprise, it was Marluxia who arrived first with a small child in tow. Marluxia's fingers were clenched on the boy's arm tightly, and the young one looked like he didn't want to be there.

The boy didn't share any resemblance to Marluxia, who was as feminine and delicate looking as a female. He had the look of an under-fed weakling who hadn't had proper nourishment. Yet as much as he was a sickly looking thing, he glared at the back of his father's head with such a passionate fury that Xemnas felt he had potential to grow to be a powerful young man.

"Sir. Here is my son, as you requested." Marluxia threw the child out in front of himself with such a savage and quick way the boy's face twisted in a moment of pain. Yet his face went back to his previous mix of boredom and annoyance quickly that Xemnas wasn't sure if he had seen the look of pain. "His name is Zack."

Xemnas' lips quirked into a taunting smile. "Zack? What an odd name." Marluxia's eye twitched. "I was not the one in charge of the boy's name, Superior. It was his mother." Nodding in slight amusement, Xemnas examined the boy closer. A shock of light brown hair, dark brown eyes and an air of slightly cruel amusement. There was no doubt about it. This child was definitely Marluxia's and Larxene's.

"He's quick to learn, sir, and he is quite talented with a variety of weapons. He's very intelligent and knows how to work well with others. . . Unlike his mother." Marluxia muttered under his breath and Xemnas looked even closer at the boy. He would be. . . acceptable.

"Hmm. . . Alright. I'll consider it. Let's see how well he interacts with the others. Then I'll decide." Marluxia nodded quickly, and grabbed the boy's arm again. "Move, child." He pushed the young one to the side with him as the doors opened once more. It was Xigbar, with a girl this time. She had short brown hair around her chin with blue streaked through it and warmer brown eyes than the boy. She seemed a lot more calm and collected, with a small trace of interest and fear.

"Sir." Xigbar nodded towards his Superior with a roguish grin. "This is Anne. Had a little trouble finding her. . . That's why it took so long." Rolling his eyes, Xemnas scanned the girl, looking for any signs of physical weakness. She looked pretty strong and capable of herself. Excellent. So far, so good.

"Strengths?" Patting her on the back, Xigbar said, "Well, she's definitely fast. And pretty defensive. But once you get on her good side, she's friendly and likable. She's pretty handy with hand-to-hand contact, as opposed to, say, long-range weaponry." Good contrast to the boy. . . Zack, was that his name?

Xemnas gestured to the side for Xigbar and the girl Anne when the doors opened once again. This time, there were four people in the doorway. Two tall males and two shorter females.

The first girl was taller and thinner than the other, with short brown hair like the other girl and pale blue eyes. She moved a little awkwardly but seemed quite positive and optimistic. The other girl was shorter and appeared to have even darker eyes than the boy and longer dark hair than the others. Instead of the other, she seemed bored and only mildly interested.

Demyx, surprise surprise, was escorting the taller girl and Luxord was with the shorter. They all entered the room, with the girls huddled closer together like they were already close to each other. Demyx grinned at Xemnas and waved.

"Hey, Superior! Got the girl you wanted. Madison's her name, sir. An' Luxord's got the other girl- Sasha, was that her name? I don't remember. Anyways, I'm really hungry. Can we hurry this up?"

Resisting the urge to roll his eyes, Xemnas merely gestured towards the girl Demyx called Sasha and got right to the point. "So what's her strongest points?" Luxord scratched his head before answering in his British drawl. "Well, she is rather quick, with a good sense of intution. She likes using more of a variety of weapons than just one certain kind, but she's fond of using her sarcasm and sardonic wit as a weapon as opposed to anything else."

He nodded slightly over to Demyx, and the Nobody couldn't stop all the words from pouring out of his mouth. "Madison?! She's so cool! She likes sea salt ice cream and writing! But you probably meant her strengths, sir. She's not particularly fast but her reflexes are good enough. I haven't found a weapon that seems to fit her the best yet, but we'll take care of that soon. She's a little awkward, but she's likable anyways. At least, I like her!"

So this was all of them. The awaited four. Zack, Anne, Sasha and Madison. Each were so different, yet they were all alike. One was filled with cunning, with another showing obvious signs of leadership. The other two were as different as night and day, the day having a optimistic light and the night having a quick use of wit. It was amazing.

But there was something tugging in the corner of his mind. The one girl. . . Madison. No matter how normal or happy she looked, he could sense an inner darkness so immersed deep inside her, perhaps not even she could know of its existence. She was easily the weakest two, and the strongest probably being the boy. She would be their weak link, their Xion.

After all, he mused with a cruel grin lighting his face, there's always shadows in daylight.

Extract from the Diary of Maxsodin

Sorry, but I found it necessary to recap.

And Nexan wants me to record my thoughts and all that mumbo jumbo... so here it goes!

I.) Nexan; the Superior. Power: Space. Weapon: Scythe.

She's cruel, pretty fair, and doesn't want to kill me. I think that ranks her pretty high in my eyes. Though I disagree on MANY MANY things with her, I'm glad she's in charge. I don't do good making my own decisions. It psychs me out and then I fail.

II.) Xahssa; the Stormy Waters (snicker!). Power: water. Weapon: trident thing

I don't know WHY she's number II. Seriously, she totally unstable. I swear she'll kill me at any given moment. Useful: ... sadly, yes. Do I wish she was gone? No actually. Not really.

III.) ME! The Unstable Dark! WOOHOO! Power: Darkness biatch! Weapon: KEEEEEEYBLAAAADE! What now!!!???

'Kay I'm gonna tell some secrets now! My weakness: bread, chocolate, pens.... the usual. I don't like soda. You'd expect me to, but I don't like the stuff. Weird, huh? Ummm... I have a deep, festering hate for princesses. I just do, okay? I want to destroy them all. I'm easily confused, and know a lot of random pointless things. If you wish to kill me, lock me in a room and make me play hangman. To succeed, MAKE EVERY SINGLE WORD NOT HAVE AN 'X' IN IT! I always guess 'X' when under pressure. Okay, enough about me!

IV.) Gaah! Braxyd; the Scheming Flame. Power: Fire (Pfft! Big deal!) Weapon: ... I'm not quite sure...

Yes this guy... Yeah, I like to exert my authority over him whenever I can. It's fun. But it also usually results in burns and stuff.... he doesn't take it well, you see. Uh, He's the last of us original four. I think he was supposed to be III but things just didn't happen that way. Ha! Sucks for him!

Random info about the top four: We don't have Somebodies. Those were destroyed when we were created. It made us, like, more powerful than usual, I think. We were hand-picked by Mansex I MEAN Xemnas to be all successful and whatnot. I was the "fatal flaw" in the plan. I hope V, VI, VII, and VIII don't find that bit out. Might give them even MORE reason to despise me. Not that I don't give them enough already.

V.) Seycax; the Noisy Newcomer. Power: Sound. Weapon: Bow and Arrows

One of the two I personally hand-picked to join the Org. She and Nexan are really close. They go on missions a lot. Well, at least when there are mission to go on... She acts as my "babysitter" on occasion. She's a real sick in the mud, I must say, though not easily annoyed. That's good; she says I'm real annoying. She has a lot of books, which she lends to me sometimes. I do most of my reading on Organization XIII and all them with her books. Nexan doesn't know, and Seycax doesn't know I not supposed to be, quote on quote, learning. Oh well, what she won't know won't kill her, right?

VI.) Xahnan; ???. Power: Electricity. Weapon: ???

God, I need to do my research on VI. Again, the other one that I chose to be a Nobody. She has a lab, where she conducts experiments.I like to annoy her in said lab. It's always the best when I sneak in and wait until she's looks to be doing something REALLY IMPORTANT until I yell, "HEY VI!" It's always most rewarding when she messes what she's doing up. I think I've suffered very few injuries from Xahnan. I play the whole "superiority" thing a lot with her. "As a superior member..." or "Being superior to you..." Oh, it's so rewarding to see her physically restrain herself from maiming me!

VII.) Daxjorn; ???. Power: Wind. Weapon: Fan-thingies.

Ugh, stupid VII! She's annoying, she WAY too over-ambitious, she's in league with Braxyd... is she trying to ensure her death!? Seriously, I don't see how she can be so important! I mean, I can destroy Kingdom Hearst single handedly. Sure, I'd fade in the process, but still: single handedly! I can't believe we had to go and bail her from Wonderland! Me an' Xahssa are going there so I can settle my score with that knight guy... "S" something... anyways, anyways! I don't know why NO ONE ELSE sees it, but does Braxyd and Daxjorn seem a little like, oh I don't know, AXEL AND MARLUXIA!? Talk about scheming and over-ambitious! God, it's like I work with people who have the observation level of TWO-YEAR-OLDS! It's okay though... I have my eyes on them.

VIII.) Nyxick; ???. Power: Temperature. Weapon; Hatchet.

Probably my favorite member, though he does irk me on occasion. He's just too likable, and not to mention he likes EVERYONE! I can see him liking Nexan and Seycax, and maybe even Braxyd, but DAXJORN!? I've "hired" him for many a good pranks. Especially when Seycax is cooking. Okay so picture this: the water is boiling. Seycax is just about to put the spaghetti in when suddenly, the water's cold. She gets angry and turns the burner even higher. The water boils again. She goes to put in the spaghetti and NOPE! Cold again! The kid's power is grounds for some good pranks. It would be a shame NOT to take advantage of it!

In which Maxsodin and Xahssa go hunting in Wonderland

"So you know where everything is. . . Oh! And, let me write down some of the numbers for pizza." Xahssa grabbed a piece of paper and quickly wrote down some numbers while Seycax just watched her with a disturbed look. ". . . Pizza?"

"Pizza's good!" Xahssa defended herself, handing V the small slip of paper. "Make sure he gets to bed on time." Rolling her eyes, Seycax took the paper. "Please, II. Nyx is in good hands. He'll be fine." Still, Xahssa couldn't help but wring her hands in an imitation of a worrying mother.

"Alright. . . Just make sure he's safe, okay? I might be gone for a while." Seycax set her hand on the other Nobody's arm. "Xahssa. . . Relax."

Though the two had recently formed a tenative friendship, the touch still felt alien to Xahssa. She tried to give Seycax an unimpressed look. "I'm totally relaxed." Still feigning nonchalance, she strode over to the door. "Alright. I'll be back soon. Make sure Braxyd doesn't touch the toaster."

As she shut the door, she heard VI call out, "I will! Have fun looking for a new blender!"

Xahssa wasn't fond of lying to her newest friend, but that wasn't important. She had to meet up with Max in Wonderlad, and she need an excuse. Thank God Braxyd wasn't there to witness her deliver possibly her weakest lie ever. He would have never let her live it down.

She quickly portaled to Wonderland once she was out of eye sight from the Castle. When she arrived she was surrounded by the swampy ferns of a Wonderland marsh with a goal to find Max and finally to have some more excitment.

Xahssa closed the door to Braxyd's room behind her. He was still unconscious. The blood flow of the wound had been stemmed, but he had lost a lot. Nexan said he would recover, but even she seemed slightly doubtful.

Xahnan passed Xahssa in the hallway.

"Where's Max?" II asked.

Xahnan shrugged. "That's what I'm trying to find out."

Xahssa frowned. It wasn't like Max to just run off. Or at least, not without making a big scene beforehand. "I'll help too."

It was peculiar, Maxsodin thought, how easy it was to control them. She sat perched upon a tree stump in the woods by Castle Oblivion. Heartless were everywhere. With a wave of her hand, two heartless waddled over to her.

"Cage up your friends," Max said in a voice that was barely audible.

The two heartless took one of the cages Max had conjured and began ushering the other heartless inside. Maxsodin watched; impassive. She could feel the connection she and the heartless had. It reverberated in the air, thrummed dully in her ears.

The two heartless returned to her, staring with their emotionless, yellow eyes.

Good work, Maxsodin told them mentally. They nodded and disappeared.

Max turned her attention to the caged heartless. They stared at her, seeming to accept the fate given to them. Max sighed, getting up from the tree stump and opening the cage. The heartless didn't move. They stared at Max, awaiting her command.

She didn't know why, but this both annoyed III and made her feel powerful.

Disperse. Begone from this realm, she commanded.

In a split second, the cage lay empty. The heartless were gone, along with the feeling in the air.

Maxsodin suddenly felt drained. She slumped back on the stump, still not wanting to return to the castle. She had a score to settle in Wonderland.

After Braxyd and Daxjorn were found in a forest snoring in their sleep the renuion of the four Org. members went something like this...

Braxyd and Daxjorn: Maxsodin!
Maxsodin: Get off Braxyd! You too Daxjorn!  Why are you hugging me!?!?
Nexan:*laughter*
Maxsodin: Get them off!!!
Nexan: Why would I do that?
Braxyd and Daxjorn: Maxsodin!

The queen walked into the throne room then with a tall knight and Nexan pulled Braxyd and Daxjorn off of Maxsodin.
"You stupid dogs," she yelled.  Nexan was a horrible lyer.  The queen didn't take notice but her escort's eyes narrowed.  He whispered in her ear and her eyes swept over the four warily.  Maxsodin knew the queen was as dimwitted as Braxyd but her escort had an evil glint in his eyes.  He would prove more of a challenge.

"Congratulations on bringing back these trouble makers," she said in a silky tone "but I am afraid I have changed my mind.  You can take one of these misfits with you but I keep the other one."  She smiled triumphantly.  Her guards lined the room, in her mind she had won.  Maxsodin was thinking which member she was most ticked off at and was about to grab Daxjorn and leave mushy Braxyd behind for a little while when Nexan elbowed her in the gut.  Nexan glared at her and Maxsodin sighed.   
"Why would you possibly want one of these insolent fools your magesty," asked Maxsodin.
"For entertainment...  They could do tricks for me and when I got bored... I could cut off their head," she giggled hysterically "Wouldn't that be delightful?"
"Of course..." said Maxsodin.  She edged towards the others and Nexan was about to grab them all and teleport when the knight ruined everything.
"Seiz them!"

The knight grabbed Maxsodin and pulled her away from the others.  Daxjorn took out her fans and cut him to ribbons while Braxyd and Nexan fought the other guards.  Daxjorn pulled Maxsodin towards Nexan and Braxyd ran to the superior as well.  A spear was thrown at the two female nobodies in a last ditch effort and god only knows who it would have pierced because Braxyd took the spear in the shoulder.  As wonderland disolved around them Daxjorn and Maxsodin caught him before he fell to the floor and was left behind.

A metal spear clattered to the floor of Castle Oblivion's hallway.  Blood drenched all of them and only Nexan wasn't too stunned to get the first aid kit and start bandaging him up.  Down the hall the other organization members cam running from the kitchen.  Maxsodin couldn't hear what anybody else said but she thought to herself Why did I ever think I could leave Braxyd?  I need him.

"If you die Braxyd I'm going to hunt you down in the underworld just to kill you again so don't you dare die," whispered Maxsodin...  Well, she thought she whispered it.  She actually screamed it while shaking him and Daxjorn tried to pull her off. 
         

Maxy's List of Questions to Ask Superior at a Later Date

1. Umm.... why is it that EVERYONE seemed to be able to get an Org robe, you know, back in the day?
2. CAN WE GET A PUPPY? (no.) An attack dog? (no!) A heartless attack- (NO!)
3. Can I... you know... maybe... possibly... kinda... HAVE A KILLING PERMIT?
4. I know step 1 in my mission is to train the members, but what's step 2? And 3 for that matter... HOW MANY STEPS ARE THERE???
5. Hi Superior!!!.... can I kill IV? (NO!) V? (NO!) VI? (NOO!!!!)... how 'bout VII? (ARG! NOOOO!!!)
6. Braxyd told me this cool new game he wants to play with me... what's brick tag, Superior?
7. Is there any more things you should tell me before this list ends?
8. You sure?
9. Positive?
10. Like, 100% positive?
11. ... how 'bout 110% positive? OKAY OKAY IM GOING!

A Bit of Acting Goes a Long Way

"Wait here." The card-looking guard said.

"Uh, no. I don't think you want to do that." Maxsodin shook her head irritably. She was playing a dangerous game, she knew, but that fact just made her better at it.

The guard stared at her blankly and she continued. "If the Red Queen finds out you caused the information we have to arrive to her late, well, let's just say I wouldn't want to be you when that happens." Maxsodin gave a small, evil chuckle.

There was an awkward silence after. Nexan shuffled uncertainly, hoping Max wasn't digging them deeper into the hole she had brought them into.

Finally, the guard caved in. "Well, you better come with me then."

Maxsodin knew he wasn't quite convinced yet. She decided to push her luck a bit further.

"Actually," she said, striking a thoughtful pose. "I'd rather wait. I'd love to watch what slow, painful death the Queen will have in store for you..."

The guard pointed his spear at Maxsodin. "I said you're coming with me! Now!"

"Fine, fine..." Maxsodin grinned and winked at Nexan once the guard turned his back. Nexan glared at Max, making sure she didn't blow it.

"Okay Nexan, remember: let me do the talking. We don't want to draw any attention to you. That way, if anyone is under suspicion, it's me. And that will leave you free to get Daxjorn and Braxyd out of here."

Nexan was throughly impressed at Maxsodin's cunning in the present situation. Outwardly, she remained clam. But inwardly, she was. She nodded at Maxsodin instructions, making it look as if that much was already obvious.

"The Queen will see you now." The guard returned from the throne room to usher the two Organization members inside. Maxsodin turned to Nexan one last time.

"Try to look unimpressed and bored, alright. No expression the Queen will find interest in."

They entered the throne room. The Red Queen was perched in her throne, her many quirky subjects surrounding her. She eyed the Org members with some distaste.

"Guard," she snapped. "Are these the two that were lurking in my garden?"

Before he could answer, Maxsodin stepped forward, dishing out an elaborate bow.

"Your Majesty," she said lavishly, causing Nexan to raise an eyebrow. "I'm afraid that's why we're here."

The Red Queen made a show of looking throughly uninterested. "Oh, is that right?"

Max nodded gravely. "I see you have had... trouble with them?"

"Quite."

Maxsodin smiled greedily. "Then I do believe I have a solution that will... benefit, us both." She made the international sign of greed, rubbing thumb and forefinger together.

The Queen's eyes lit up momentarily, then she retained her bored expression. "Go on."

Maxsodin began to pace the room slowly as she began weeving her tale. "You see, Your Highness, those two members that have been causing you so many problem have, in fact, been doing the same for our Organization. If you would grant us a bit of help in scouring this blasted countryside, then we would happily rid you of these troublemakers." She paused a moment, then added, "free of charge."

The Queen look her time 'pondering' the proposal, yet Maxsodin could tell it was too good for her to refuse.

"And what means of help would I be required to make?" the Queen asked suddenly.

Maxsodin waved her hand dismissively. "Simply to means to locate the two. From there, we'll be able to handle the situation."

The Queen waited a moment, then nodded. "Right. Do we have an agreement?"

Maxsodin bowed deeply. "We do indeed. Thank you, Your Majesty."

She turned to leave, and Nexan followed.

"Well done, III." she whispered, shaking her head in disbelief.

"To tell you the truth, I was scared I would loose my head." She made a cutting motion across her neck and pulled a face.

Nexan sighed. "You're lucky you didn't. I would have killed you."

Maxsodin smiled, unable to help but one last remark. "Oh, I'm sure I could have defeated you."

She was forced to run as Nexan came after her, hurling insults at her retreating back.

Laughter at the expense of others 8D

It was an all around good day back at Castle Oblivion.  Seycax was stting on the kitchen counter, congering music out of thin air.  Xannah tapped her foot to the beat as she whipped up some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for them.  It was so nice to enjoy normal sandwiches once in a while. 
All of a sudden Nyxick ran into the room waving a piece of paper in the air.  "Look what I found in Daxjorn's room!"
"Nyxick, you know it's not nice to go through other people's things," said Seycax, the music dropping to a lower volume.  "...but what did you find?"  she snatched the paper out of his hands and soon started laughing uncontrollably.
"What," asked Xannah, licking peanutbutter and jelly off her fingers as she came to peek over Seycax's shoulder.
"It's something Daxjorn drew," said Seycax.  Xannah started laughing too and soon they were all rolling on the floor.
"That deserves a place of honor," said Xannah and she took the paper and taped it onto the fridge.  That sent everyone into another fit of hysterics. 
"What's going on," asked a groggy Xahssa.  The room was silent and Nyxick edged towards the door.  Xahssa looked at the picture on the fridge and started laughing too and thus gave the other permission to laugh again.  Peanutbutter and jelly sandwiches were eaten and laughter was shared...at their friends' expense

    

There, There, Pat, Pat

Braxyd was trudging through the forest with a determined gate.  Every once in a while he would look behind him to make sure Daxjorn was still there.  She trudged slowly and every so often he had to stop and wait for her to catch up.  He looked back and Daxjorn had stopped.
"Come on"  he said irritably.  She didn't respond so he walked back towards her.  He grabbed her wrist and started to drag her forward when he realized there were tears in her eyes.
"Ok, nobodies don't cry," he said uncertainly.  He sighed.  Why am I stuck with this?  "What's wrong?"
"I feel sad but... but nobodies don't feel sad so why...?"  she drifted off.
"It's probably your somebody.  You will feel their emotions from time to time; don't worry about it.  Now come on, we have to find Nexan."  Daxjorn nodded but didn't move.
"Uh... there, there," said Braxyd patting her head awkwardly.  He started walking again.
"Thanks Braxyd sensei," said Daxjorn quitly before running to catch up.   

How to Find a Queen

"Where the hell are we?" Nexan said.

I was still fingering the new lump on my head as we walked through the psychedelic land when she said this. We hadn't spoken to one another since we had recovered from our fall. I respected the Superior's need to hold her dignified silence while traipsing through this childish realm.

"Well, Wonderland, obviously..." I muttered, quickly ducking from Nexan's furious glare.

The silence restored, but not for long. Mad giggling could be heard faintly. Nexan headed in its direction, and I was forced to follow.

"Hatter!" Nexan called as we approached to table.

The Mad Hatter look up, smiling slightly. Sadness was clouding his funny colored eyes. I eyed the other two at the table, an insane hare and a mouse struck with a fit of giggles. I wondered briefly if I had been like that.

"Hatter, have you seen-" The Mad Hatter cut Nexan off with a wave.

"Yes yes, they both came by here a while ago. But come, come! Let us have some tea!"

"They?" I asked. Nexan looked back at me, the same puzzlement I felt in her own eyes.

The Hatter was straightening odds and ends on the table and fussing over some chipped cups of tea. He was obviously avoiding answering us.

"I'm going to assume the Red Queen has them?" I said boldly.

The three of them fell silent. It was good enough an answer for me.

"Come on then, Superior," I said, turning from the table. "Let's go get them."

"Max..." she said, sounding like she was addressing a child. "We don't know where the Red Queen is."

I shrugged, a grin splicing my drawn features. "Oh I don't think it'll be that hard."

"What do you-" she was cut off my scream.

"DOWN WITH THE BLOODY RED QUEEN!"I yelled, listening as it echoed through the forest.

"Max are you insane!?" Nexan asked, noticing that irony in the question.

I shrugged again. "We do get along better with villains than heroes, right? Some of our best allies are villains."

"We have no allies." She replied bluntly.

I pondered this a moment, then rephrased. "If we did have allies, the best of them would be villains."

Nexan sighed, the sound of clanking metal becoming louder by the second. "Well, you're right there."

Greetings from Wonderland

I struggled against the armored men carrying me.  Their armor was blood red and meant to look like playing cards.  It was that blasted smiling cat who sold me out to them: they stormed the tea party and grabbed me.  I took out a dozen or so but there were too many of them and they soon overwhelmed me.  Great, I thought  I wonder if I can kill myself by bighting off my tongue and drowning in my own blood?

***
Braxyd must have fallen down a different rabbit hole than the first time he visited wonderland.  If he recalled correctly you were supposed to land in a field and he at the moment was in a dark forest.  He followed a small light and found a tea party.  Not these loonies.  
"Have you seen a girl with neon blue and white hair wearing a robe like the one I'm wearing?"  The mouse and the rabbit started to giggle uncontrollably but the Hatter looked genuinely upset.
"We were having tea but she had to leave early.  She will be back soon,"  Braxyd had dealt with these nutcases before though and he knew she probably wasn't coming back.  He pointed his brand new weapon at the mouse "Where is she."  he growled.
"Theredqueen'sguardstookher."
"Thanks," he grinned and walked away, swinging his weapon.  He liked the feel of it.


***
"Wait here for the red queen to come pass judgment," said a guard as I was dumped onto the soft green grass.  I lay there pitifully for who knows how long before finally mustering the motivation to stand.  I looked around: I was in a rose garden but the roses were odd.  I looked closely at one and realized they were all painted red!  I wandered through the vast maiz and found one that was half painted; it made me think of Nyxick's hair so I plucked it and stuck it in my pocket.  If I ever got back I would give it to him.


I rounded a corner and saw a few oddly shaped people.  I quickly hid behind one of the large green maze walls and craned my neck to get a better look.  They must have been members of the 'red queen's' court and they had my fans!  They folded and unfolded the pink paper, mesmerized; caressed the sharp blades and giggled the entire time.  I was furious!  I snapped my fingers and the wind blew my fans out of their hands and strait into mine.


No sooner had I retrieved my fans than I heard a high pitched screaming "How dare that little insect stand me up!  Off with her head!"  I ran. 


***
Braxyd burned a hole in the foliage of the garden's wall.  He stepped through and heard the red queen screaming for someone's head.  He cautiously navigated the maze and was peeking around a corner when someone ran into him and they both toppled to the ground.
"Daxjorn!"
"Shhhh!"
"Sorry," he whispered "Daxjorn what's going on?"
"What? Oh, uh... nothing!  Where's Nexan?  We need to get out.  I can't return to castle, can you?"
"No, wonderland is tricky.  We'll find Nexan."  Braxyd helped her to her feet.
"This way," he said, leading her towards his self-made exit.

      

RANDOM INTRODUCTION

Hi, Daxjorn here!
I just realized I forgot to introduce myself to all you readers so... wait what, what's that guys?  OH!  I was just informed that we actually don't have any readers so I'm doing this intro for no one at all!  I don't care I talk to myself a lot anyways =)  


I am VII and I control wind if you haven't already guessed.  I am very smart but a real control freak.  As a new member a lot of the other members don't like me but that's ok!  I don't have a heart so I can...*choke* *sob* ...take it...

Braxyd sensei has been teaching me how to fight heartless and I think Maxsodin doesn't totally hate me anymore... but Xassha...well I don't think she would throw water on me if I was on fire and Nexan told her she had to or she would be kicked out of the organization and stuffed in a toaster. 

Down the Rabbit Hole

"She went down there." I said triumphantly, pointing down the rabbit hole.

Nexan eyed me like I had gone crazy... well, crazier. "How do you know?"

I stared at the hole a minute, puzzled. How did I know?

I shrugged. "I don't know how I know," I muttered, then let certainty ring in my voice. "But I know she's down there."

Nexan put on a thoughtful, loathing face. "I'm not quite fond of Wonderland."

I smile, mostly genuinely amused, but I could sense a touch of insanity behind it as well. That made me shudder.

"Well, you're the one that wants to find Daxjorn. I suggest you don't back down now."

I stare at the rabbit hole, and I twitch slightly. I longed to visit the fanciful, twisted realm.

Nexan can sense the wheels in my head turning and pulls me back from the hole. I don't resist.

"Okay, okay, fine!" Nexan says, still grasping my arm as I stare longingly at the hole. "We're going down, but your not going alone, do you hear me!?"

I drag my eyes away from the hole and smile meekly at Nexan. "Of course."

She searches my eyes for any deception. Finding none, she sighs in frustration, but I know she's caved in.

"Come on!" She growls, and drags me to the hole. I continue to smile innocently, outwardly calm, but inwardly hopping with excitement.

We both stand by the hole, peering down into the dark depths.

"Where do you suppose she'll be?" Nexan asks, more or less to herself.

"I don't know, where ever they send those with bad tempers and a knack to reap destruction."

Nexan looks at me and I beam; fiendish intentions breaking through my screen of innocence.

After a moment, Nexan smiles too. She can see the humorous logic behind me words.

"Alright, well.... try not to get separated."

"Can't," I say bluntly. "You're attached to my arm."

Nexan looks to where her grip hadn't loosened.

"You're right," she says, then smiles grimly. "Probably best that it stays that way."

"Oh dear..." I say with mock worry.

We jump into the hole.

I'm not f***ing Alice!

The white hair wouldn't talk "You're in wonderland, now there is nothing else I could possibly tell you so I demand you let me go immediately!" 
"Oh yeah?  I always wanted a lucky rabbit's foot..."  I let this sink in.
"Please I don't know anything else!"
"How do I leave?"  I swiped my fan behind me a few times.
"He doesn't know how you should leave Alice because he doesn't know how it is you got here nor where you want to be going."  A smiling purple cat's head floated around us, just out of the reach of my fans.  I let the rabbit drop to the ground.  He scrambled to his feet and straitened his waist coat indignantly. 
"I am not Alice, I came through a portal and now I can't seem to make a new one."
"She's an organization member, humph.  We should leave her to the red queen."
"Come Alice and I will take you to the Hatter."
"Don't do that," the rabbit whined "Why should you help her?"
The cat winked at him and I made note to keep my guard up.  This was most likely a trap.

The purple striped cat led me to an eerie patch of woods.  I looked behind me at the colorful fields of flowers; I did NOT want to go in to the woods where the wind did not blow but I had no choice.  He led  me through a tunnel of trees growing close together, their branches creating a canopy so thick one could not even see the sky.  The air was misty: full of Xahssa's element.  I didn't like it.
"No funny business feline: I could decapitate you at any moment."  
"I’d like to see you try," he chuckled.

We finally reached a clearing in the woods.  I could see the grey sky and I breathed it in.  There was a leaning cottage and a long table set for tea in the middle of the woods!  A man with a strange hat and wild red hair dozed at the far end of the table.  A different rabbit, less sane than the other, quivered in a seat and a small mouse nibbled at a cookie.  At the sight of me the mouse ran the length of the table and pointed her tiny toothpick of a sword at me.  The cat was gone.

"You're not Alice."
"No I'm not."  She looked taken aback by this for a moment.
"Well...what are you doin' here then?"  
"Trying to leave but no one will tell me which way to go."
"Oh, we have a guest! Do come and sit!,"  said the wild haired man with an insane smile.
"Hatter, she's not Alice," whined the mouse.
"Pish posh.  Come have tea with us!  We would love for you to join us,"  He smiled and although insane it was a kind smile.  It was the nicest offer anybody had given me since I became a nobody so I sat down...but I didn't have to act like I liked it.

We talked for hours about the craziest things but I could never get them to give me an answer on how to leave.  I hoped that somebody was looking for me by now because I sure wasn't going to be able to get back on my own. 

Then out of nowhere a horn called.  Creatures disappeared into their nests or burrows and everything was eerily quiet.  Clinking armor became the only sound in the entire world and it seemed to fill everything with fear.       
   

Duct Tape

Maxsodin yawned and stretched luxuriously on her bed. They were back in Castle Oblivion. She was going on a mission with Nexan. Without Braxyd. She smiled and stretched even more. Things were great.

The door was open, and Nexan walked in without the need to announce her presence. "Come on, Max, you lazy butt! We have a meeting to attend! Move yourself!"

Max eyed her from where she lay. She unwillingly hid her hand from sight, doing so very inconspicuously. "Okay, just.... just give me a minute!"

Nexan sighed and stalked off to the meeting room. Maxsodin listen as her footsteps receded down the hall, then jumped onto her feet. She scrounged around her room for something to bandage her hand with. It had stopped bleeding, the four long rips, but they were still touchy and could easily start up again.

She finally settled for some old cloth and a bit of duct tape, the later of which she used quite generously. She ripped the concoction off as she lost the blood flow to her hand, and tried again. She made sure to slacken the duct tape. Satisfied with her work, she straightened her coat and took off down the hall.

She knew she had to be a part of the discussion this time around. Her mind raced with problems to bring up. For one, her gloves were missing. She suspected that to be Braxyd's doing. What else?

She didn't have any more brainstorming time. She had arrived at the meeting room.

Before Maxsodin could even open the door, it swung open (inwardly thank goodness), and Max was faced with a very ticked-looking Xahssa.

"Come on, Max! We're about to start!" Xahssa grabbed her by the neck of her coat and drug her into the room.

Found Brax.

I slowed down and looked over my shoulder for Maxsodin. Of course, she was lagging behind. I stop walking and call out to her

“Maxy, come on! We’ll never find Brax if you keep stopping!”

“Find me why?” Braxyd walks out of the door across from Maxsodin, doughnut in hand. I glare at him, but he doesn’t seem to notice. Maxsodin whirls around to face Braxyd.

“Why’d you leave me? I got lost and hit my head.” Max rubs the lump on her head.

“Why are you even here Braxyd? That’s what I wanna know. Explain.” I walk over to Braxyd, who seems lost for words. I point to the door he came through and we all walk through to the kitchen. There’s an open box of doughnuts on the dusty counter. I grab one and Max follows suit. “Explain. Now.”

“I just came to look for another weapon. Maxsodin did break my last one.” Dirty look at Max and he continues, ”I thought the weapons of the old Organization would be here. Or at least that’s what Sora told me.”

“I left you a new weapon on your bed. I tried to find you after the Meeting, but you disappeared. I now know to where. Daxjorn is also missing, so get your butts back to Co and try out the new weapon. I think you’ll find it to your liking. Once you’ve found it, start looking for Daxjorn. Alone. I need Maxsodin to look for her with me.”

Giant Collab Post

"Max? Braxyd?" Peering over into the nearby hallway, Nexan suppressed a scream of frustration. God! Where were they? She stomped over towards a closed door and threw it open with a bang. "Max! Where the hell are you?!" No response.

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"Hurry up!" Maxsodin called angrily as she leaned against a wall. No response. With an impatient growl, she stalked off down the hallway. She heard Braxyd call for her as she rounded two more corners. Her frown deepened. He should have answered before. She stopped in front of a door. She turned the knob, bored out of her mind. The door seemed to open on its own. Looking over her shoulder, Maxy found no one was watching. Quietly, she slipped into the room and shut the behind her without even the slightest sound.

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"Daxjorn?" Nexan figured she could if she could find her she would know where Braxyd and Maxsodin were. She seemed to always know where everyone was.

"Shut up Superior! All I've heard all day is your screaming up and down the hallways for III, IV, and VII. I'm trying to rest." Xahssa glared at Nexan then continued, "Braxyd drug Maxsodin to The Castle That Never Was, and Daxjorn ran off somewhere. Happy?"

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Braxyd, upon hearing Max somewhere far far away (well, as far as one can be two hallways away), stepped out of the kitchen with a jelly donut in his hand. Brushing the crumbs of a former powdered donut, he glanced around in the hallway, finding nobody nearby. "Max?" The only thing that answered him was the unquiet quiet in the Castle That Never Was.

Groaning in exasperation, he set the unfinished jelly donut down on a nearby table and walked down the hall. Max always managed to get herself lost wherever she went, even if she was only going to the bathroom. Maybe he'd be able to find her wandering somewhere looking for the bathroom.

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"Ow..." Maxsodin blinked in the darkness, slight pain throbbing in her head as a blunt object was unsettled and fell upon her. "God..." she turned and was struck by two other unsettled objects.

Finally, after what seemed an age of being randomly injured in the dark, Maxsodin was still. "I need help..." she muttered, and sat down, waiting for it to come.

*****************

Nexan appeared in front of The Castle That Never Was. She brushed her hair back to the correct side of her face and started to walk forward. She saw a light go on in one of the upper windows. She walked through the doors and then opened a dark portal into the room where she had seen the light. Inside she found Maxsodin sitting cross-legged on the floor reading a heavy volume of Xemnas's journal entries. Two more were on the floor beside her. She looked up, startled.

"Nexan, What are you doing here?" Maxsodin closed the book and stood, brushing off her coat. She bumped her head on the book shelf above her that housed even more of the large black volumes and winced, rubbing the already forming lump. "I've been hit four times in the same spot on my head, in a span of less than five minutes. I've lost Braxyd, even though he was the one to bring me here. Why am I here anyway?"

Nexan sighed and shook her head. "Let' s go find him and find out."

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Xahssa stepped into the "meeting room" in CO and found Seycax, Xahnan and Nyxick sitting at a table. Their hoods were drawn up except for Nyx's, and they all turned to look at her when she entered, rising to their feet as she closed the door. "Hello V, VI and VIII. Please, sit down."

They all sat down quickly, and Xahssa resumed her seat next to the Superior's. "Does anyone know where Daxjorn is? Or even Nexan?" They all shook their heads in a rather creepy unanimous way. Xahssa sighed and rested her head on her hand. Jesus. . . Without Nexan, this meeting was going to go to the dogs.

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"Well this is convenient..." Maxsodin mumbled, stumbling behind Nexan. Her stride was too long, too fast for her.

Nexan whirled on Maxsodin, annoyance flashing on her face. "Can't you walk any faster?"

Maxsodin looked at her helplessly. Nexan sighed. "Just hurry up, okay?"

Maxsodin gave a loud, obnoxious sigh. Nexan twitched, and kept walking.

"Ooooooh Braaaaxyd! Come out you loser!"

Crying, just crying.  Fat tears and obnoxiouse sobs.  Howling and throwing things. 

In which VII falls down a rabbit hole and threatens a bunny

I scream and sob and noone hears.  My somebody is in agony and I am in even more agony because I do not understand the emotions she is feeling.  She is nearby in Avon Lake and I feel everything she is feeling.  I have to get out of her.  Forget orders.  "I'm sorry Braxyd sensei." 

I open a portal to a different world and dive through without checking where it leads.  After regaining my sences I find I can't return to CO.  A white hair in a waiste coat hopps through a blur of bright colors.  "I'm late, I'm late for a very important - agggh"  I push him against a tree and hold my razor edged weapon to his furry little throat.  A single drop of red blood trickles down. 

"Where am I,"  I growl, too groggy to take any chances with kindness and diplomacy incase he is an enemy.   

Nexan was sitting in her office, a mug of coffee clutched in one hand, a weekly report in the other. She brought the coffee to her lips, her eyes never leaving the neat script as she took a sip. Pulling a face it the bitter taste, she carefully set it back down with a quiet clunk.

There was a soft knock at the door, no louder than that of the coffee mug hitting the table.

Annoyance danced briefly in the Superior's eyes. She pulled the paper slowly away from her gaze, staring at the source of the disturbance.

"Come in."

The door opened a crack on its well-oiled hinges. Nexan brought the report back up to her face, seeing her trusted second-in-command.

"Good afternoon, II." She said, glancing at a few intriguing words on the page, and reading the sentence that contained them.

Xahssa closed the door behind her, again making little to no noise as she did. She pulled the chair across from Nexan, sitting down, smoothing her robe in doing so.

"Afternoon, Nexan."

Nexan stalled a moment behind the report, loathing the thought of yet another problem being presented to her. Then, gathering her composer, she placed the paper down, folded her hands neatly upon the desk, and smiled at Xahssa.

"What's up?"

Xahssa, too, took a brief moment to compose herself, then spoke.

"It's about Max..." She got no further before a exasperated look befell Nexan's face.

"What isn't about her?" Nexan sighed, shuffling another stack of papers, purposefully trying to distract herself from the subject.

But Xahssa was too stubborn to veer from the topic.

"You see... I mean... you..." Xahssa rolled her eyes and gave a frustrated sigh. "Are you sure she's ready to be going on missions?"

Nexan gave Xahssa a meaningful look before she stood, folding her arms behind her back and stared out the window behind her desk.

"Look II," she said, searching for the right words that wouldn't strike the wrong cord in her friend. "We can't keep babysitting Max all the time. We have better things to do. Bigger goals to achieve."

"Do we?" Xahssa's voice was calm, but carried a slight challenge as well.

Nexan froze, and then turned slowly to face Xahssa. "Yes. We do. And those goals... well... they require a certain about of III's cooperation to truly be accomplished."

Xahssa looked to her Superior enquiringly.

"Take Kingdom Hearts for instance," Nexan returned to gaze out the window. "We attempted to destroy that, didn't we? When Max was... unavailable...?"

Xahssa flinched visibly at the memories that unwillingly replayed in her head.

"I get your point," Xahssa said. "But is she ready to be doing that stuff now?"

Nexan gave Xahssa a level stare. "Do you think she is?"

The Superior watched as the sparks of anxiety slowly faded in II's eyes.

"I guess...," Xahssa began uncertainly, then made up her mind. "She hasn't had any more black outs or," she motioned helplessly with her hands as she searched for the right words; "The thing with her eyes..." She looked up at Nexan, who nodded, understanding.

But worry filled II's face once more. "But Nexan, I fear there might be something more, something that we don't even know about yet."

Nexan felt both dread and curiosity fill her. "Go on."

"Well, remember that time, back before Maxy's whole taken-over thing, when she said she had a bad dream and never really spoke about it?"

Nexan searched her memories, then she recalled. "Yes, we never did find out what was wrong, did we?"

Xahssa shook her head, relieved that Nexan was catching on. "No, we didn't. Do you suppose...?"

"That it may have happened more than once?" Nexan finished. She pondered the proposal. "I guess it might... but we haven't seen any evidence, have we? That she has had more of those dreams?"

"No..."

Nexan nodded sharply. "Then we can't assume that they do affect her."

Xahssa nodded, slightly glum.

"And that wouldn't hinder her abilities to fight if it doesn't affect her?"

Again, Xahssa nodded.

"Then don't worry yourself about it, Xahssa. Look, if you get any evidence, tell me right away. But for now, don't stress so much, okay?"

Xahssa managed a weak smile.

"Oh okay," she said, standing. "But as soon as I see or hear anything..."

"I know I know!" Nexan waved the subject away, returning to sit at her desk. "No be gone!" She said the last part with mock menace.

Xahssa grinned and left the room.

Nexan sighed heavily, picking up the coffee mug and sipping deeply, instantly regretting it as she forced the black poison down. Picking up the weekly report once more, Nexan returned to work, only slightly more stressed than before.

"Max?"

"Yes?"

"...I thought you were going to wait outside."

"..."

"Maxy? What's up?"

"I... You were taking too long!"

"Maxy... what's wrong with your hand?"

"What?"

"Your hand, let me see..."

"No! It's fine!"

"Your bleeding, Max!"

"It's fine..."

"What happened?"

"Nothing!"

"Max...?"

"Look, have you found your weapon or not?"

"No..."

"Then come on, let's keep looking. We haven't got all day."

My theme song

I'm trying to be positive.  Swish swish slice.  Xannah gave me something she calls an "ipod" with a lot of songs on it but I keep playing this one over and over again. I'm trying to remind myself that I'm lucky: I'm in the organization Braxyd sensei trusts me, I'm going to get my heart back and life is good.  Swish swish slice.  My fans have spikes that shine in the sunlight.  I'm so lucky lucky, yes I'm so lucky lucky, I'm so lovely lovely.  The heartless line up to be sliced and killed and I am light.

I don't think everyone else is as light as me anymore.  Things are happenning again: the time we spent in bliss for a while is gone.  Time continues to go forward and we must face it... but I'm so lucky....lucky?

I sense that my somebody isn't feeling so lucky right now though. I have never senced her before; this must be a very strong emotion. -VII

Maxsodin stared into the darkness. She slowly made out a figure, standing in front of her.

"Siax..."

"Welcome to our world, fellow dusk."

"What?" Maxsodin felt like she was shrinking. What was he talking about!? She wasn't a dusk! It was just a dream...!

Siax grabbed her hand, not forcefully by any means. Maxsodin couldn't pull away if she wanted to. Everything was numb.

"I'm not a dusk..." Maxsodin voice was shrinking. It grew smaller and smaller until it was gone.

Siax wasn't listening. He stared at the palm of her hand, then drew his claw-like nails across it.

"It won't be long, IV." He said, releasing her hand. It seemed to float back to Maxsodin, four deep cuts diagonal across her hand. She stared at them. With them came no pain.

She opened her mouth to say something; what, not even she knew. Maxsodin still couldn't speak.

"You won't last long, IV. You'll resist, but not long now and you'll be back. Permanently."

"No!" Maxsodin snapped her eyes open, her heart beating in her throat. She looked around. It was a minute before she recalled where she was.

Almost immediately after moving her hand, Maxsodin gave a strangled cry of pain. She drew it to her face. On the palm was four deep diagonal cuts, oozing blood.

The words of Siax echoed above the pounding of her own heart. It won't be long.... not long now and you'll be back. Permanently.

The pain throbbed relentlessly through her hand. Maxsodin bit her lip to hold back tears, drawing blood. What? Would she be killed soon or something? It couldn't... Nexan wouldn't allow it...

Maxy looked up. Braxyd was taking forever. She wondered what was taking him so long...

Clutching her blood-stained hand to her chest, Maxsodin set off to find him, trying feverishly to forget the dream.

Dear ...?,

I don't know who I'm writing too anymore.  I don't feel like my special person who I once knew, the one who loved lemon lime snowcones, is very far away now.  I feel lighter somehow: not happy because I can't feel emotions but lighter.  Maybe it is the new member? He is making everyone feel lighter I think. 

Or maybe it is fighting heartless with Braxyd sensei... well for Braxyd: he has been making me do most of the work recently.  That's ok though because now I have a purpous: something physical I can do and know it is helping with out having to think about it.  I know Nexan would be angry and say it is counterproductive but for some insane reason I trust Braxyd sensei and his judgment.  I think Braxyd has something about him that even though you want to hate him you can't help but be his friend and just trust him.

Maybe it is just the warm weather in this strange place I've been sent to to kill heartless.  Sora wanted to send Braxyd sensei to fight heartless here but when he got to CO he found that Braxyd sensei was in dire need of a weapon...and with more mental issues than Larxene and Marluxia combined!  So he was sent somewhere else and I was sent to 'Avon Lake.'  It is a strange place because people actually subject themselves to the weird weather patterns and actually live here.  Today it is sunny and cool with a breeze but tomarro it is supposed to be cold again!  The snow from the last day of cold has not even melted yet!  I do not understand somebodies.

I pull my coat tighter around me and brace myself against the wind (I'm supposed to controll wind but this force of cold is unbearable) as I take a break to write this in my tent.  I have been camping out here and protecting the locals from the heartless outbreak.  I haven't made any progress on their ranks but I have held them at bay.  God I hope Braxyd sensai gets his d*** weapon and his good for nothin' brain pan back soon so he can rescue me...             

As soon as Sora left, Maxsodin began to walk away.
“Where do you think you’re going?” Braxyd snapped.
She whipped her Keyblade at his head. He was lucky to have ducked.
“Go get your own stinking weapon!” Maxsodin snarled.
“Don’t make me tell Sora-” Braxyd began.
He was forced to duck again as Maxsodin took a sweep at his head.
“Shut up!” She screamed, her eyes black as night.
Braxyd complied. He was scared out of his wits.
“Calm down Max…”
She vanished her Keyblade, breathing heavily, her eyes cast down. When she looked back up, they were normal again.
“S-sorry…” she said, loosing her balance.
Braxyd caught her before she hit the ground. “Steady,” he said, worried about her condition. “Just… just stay here and rest, okay?”
“But-”
“Look, I’ll be back. It shouldn’t take more than a minute.”
Braxyd walked into the castle.

Sora give yet another quest

There is a castle in THE LAND THAT NEVER WAS, it belonged to the organization as well. Most members lived there, so it is you best chance at finding a sutable weapon. If I hear of you two fighting again, I swear I will never open kingdom hearts for you to get your hearts back. OKAY!!!! Good. I can get you two in but once in you are on your own. Nod your heads so i know you are following. Ugh you guys are worthless... come on, I already okayed it with Anne, oh sorry Nexan

Brother Sister, Hate Love

"Get off Sora!" Maxy growled, trying to loosen her older brother's grip.

"Nuh uh, you're not going anywhere, Maxy!" he said, smiling patronizingly at his younger sibling.

She glared at Sora, then at Braxyd. He stared straight ahead, his face scarlet with anger.

"I said get off you... you... Somebody!" Max struggled, and failed yet again.

"Wow is that all you can think of? Somebody? Really clever Max." Sora twisted her arm in such a way that made her sit down, submissive at last.

Braxyd finally looked over. He needed to learn to do that.

Sora patted Maxsodin on the head, and she folded her arms, pouting.

"Good!" he chuckled. "Now we're all listening! Okay, here's your mission..."

Braxyd awoke to Sora staring over him. "Good morning sleepy head, the says hello."

"Piss of Sora," was all that braxyd could think of at that moment.

"Is that really all you got? You are usually so good with come backs. Any way i need your help." said sora saracasticly pleading.

"piss off means piss off... Sorry, my halbered broke the other day, maxy 'fixed' it. She is a shity blacksmith. I took one swing at nexan in the training room and it shatered yet again. so lately I've been looking for a new weapon."

"So sorry to hear that." this was sincere, "since you brought up the training room we should proably head over there."

"Why? that place is full of bad memories, and dried blood... mostly my blood." said braxyd sadly

"There is a little meating going on there, come on." said Sora pulling Braxyd out of bed.


The two got to the training room just in time to see Maxsodin leaving. "Oh no you dont." Sora said grabbing Maxy's arm and pulling her into the training room. "We need both of you on this mission."

The two nobodies said in unison, "I cant work with that thing."

Now riku spoke, "Tough, Braxyd needs a new weapon and you are the one that broke his old one. It is only fitting that you help find him a new one."

"Brax just to make this clear as day... we are over and never getting back together."

Maxsodin pushed the door open to the Training room. She had calmed down considerably on her walk over. She seemed almost normal.

She entered and saw Riku and Kairi. Not a sign of Sora. Maxy frowned.

"Where's Sora?" she asked, unable to hide the menace in her voice.

"He'll be here soon." was Riku's curt response. He didn't seemed to like Maxsodin any more than she liked him.

Maxsodin eyed him frostily, and he equaled the look. Kairi seemed nervous at the two's distrust. It made Maxsodin disgusted. The girl should have expected this. They had entered her territory now.

"So he'll just show up when he feel like it, is that it? Maxsodin strutted casually over to a training dumbing, decapitating it in one swift movement. She turned to face Riku, the Keyblade in her hand enough of a challenge than any words she could say.

"He'll show up when it suits him, yes." Riku was stiff, but he didn't arm himself. Maxsodin could tell he was trying his best to obey orders.

Maxsodin smirked thinly, the Keyblade vanishing.

"Oh, okay, right." she said, leaning against the wall, examining her fingernails coolly.

He nodded stiffly, and the air became palpable with relief.

Maxsodin looked up, a grin splicing her features.

"So Riku, Kairi," she said, looking at their puzzled faces. "What's this all about? What's Sora want?"

Kairi easily fell for Maxy's trap. "To help him kill heartless. They're popping up everywhere!"

Maxsodin looked to Riku, trying her best to mask her anger. "Really? You're not capturing them now?"

He stuttered with indignation. "Well, there's tons of them! We can't just capture them like that! It's hard, and we can't do it with hundreds of them attacking us! We have to kill them!"

Maxy's face showed no emotion. Her eyes simply darkened; in emotion and in color.

"You can tell Sora I've already made up my mind then," she turned towards the door. "I'm not helping."

"But you can't you just can't!" Maxsodin didn't bother to mask her annoyance for Kairi this time. She glared at her fiercely.

"He's your brother, Maxsodin!" she said in a dramatic plea.

Again, Maxsodin turned towards the door. "He's not my brother," she muttered, just barely loud enough for Riku and Kairi to hear. "He's not Maxsodin's brother..."

And then she was gone.

From the DIary of Nexan, iv

Got a new recruit the other day. Cute kid, not sure he's cut out for the Organization though. He controls tempature, which sure as hell with mess with not only Xassha and Braxyd, but also Xahnan. The little guy sure does bring a smile to Maxsodin and Xassha's faces though. Everyone loves him. All the energy and enthusiasm of a puppy with none of the cleanup.

On to more pressing matters. Braxyd's condition is deteriorating fast. What is up with my friends? One after the other they go mad. We have gone from Organization IV to Organization Insane. And I fear because of it.

Braxyd should wake up fine. I assume he is just jealous and insecure about the amount of members we have achieved in such a short time. It was odd, he just seemed fine one moment, then hurtled his halberd at my face. It was almost like he short-circuted. Once he awakes he'll have fun messing with the little guy. He'll probably show off that ridiculous finger-fire trick. No, not ridiculous, in a fight and in close combat, I suppose he could quickly light his finger as he punched the foe. Better not mention it, it'll give him ideas. God knows we need more of those.

Training is going well. Seycax and Xahnan have both improved vastly with their aim. I, personally, have picked up some great control, now I am able to lightly skin someone's arm with the blade of my scythe, not an easy task, I assure you. And that, is control, especially when having my arm outstretched all the way to touch the said arm.

The organization recently acquired a sushi rolling mat. We have all had some very good sushi, made by the hands of VII. In fact, she is making some tuna rolls for us as I write this.

Also happening as I write is Maxsodin meeting Sora. I did not like the way he acted when he got here, acting very rushed and bothered by something. Probably a Heartless outbreak he wanted help taking care of. i just hope he sees that Max is nearly back to normal. She still doesn't have her coordination back. (Though, did she every have any?)

Anyway, I should get going. The tuna calls!

I

Something's Amiss

Maxsodin was half asleep when there was a knock at her door.

She groaned, wanting only to rest from her hectic life.

"Come in..." she called out, flipping over.

The door squeaked open. "Max?"

"Hmmm?" She groaned, recognizing the voice as Nexan.

"Sora wants to uh... see you."

Maxsodin snapped awake. Something was up. She could tell by the vague note in Nexan's usually collected voice.

She struggled out of her covers and hopped out of bed. She looked around. Her robe; it was hanging on the bedpost. She pulled it on over her black tank-top and black organization pants. What else? Her boots; she hopped around as she tried to pull them on, falling over once or twice.

Max stared into Nexan's face, trying to find some hint there. She gave none away. This made Maxy slightly more annoyed than usual.

"He's in the Training Room." Nexan said, her voice no longer anything but calm and slightly cold.

Maxsodin gave her a winning smile as she passed her and out the door. Nexan stayed impassive. Maxy's face darkened. She continued down the hall, flipping on her hood and summoning her Keyblade.

Anger; such a powerful emotion, she thought. Her adrenaline pumped the longer she held her weapon at the ready. She didn't know what to expect.

She hadn't seen Sora in forever.

She didn't even know if she wanted to.

Not like she had a choice.

Extract from the Diary of Maxsodin

Braxyd, that idiot! More emotional than an emo, seriously.

It took me less than an hour to un-explode (for lack of a better word) his halberd. Sure, now I can barely keep a hold on sanity again, but hey, his stupid weapons fixed.

And maybe its not such a bad thing. Maybe now he'll hate me and won't plague me with his "love". Tch, like I said, obsession, not love.

Nexan said she'd give the accursed weapon back to IV when he wakes up again. Said he won't be able to make his little fires for a while, but he'll soon be back to normal again.

I hope "normal" is the old Brax who would catch my doorway on fire and laugh at me. Not the lovey-dovey stupid Brax.

Nyx and Xahssa and I are going to Twilight Town for some ice cream. Nexan's orders. But hey, who's arguing?

III

Still Not The Same

Braxyd walked the litlle guy into the kitchen where every one seemed to be at, accept for Nexan, who was probably looking for Nyx.

"So how is everyone?" said Braxyd, patting the young Nobody on the shoulder. "I think I set a new record. I liked this kid within two minutes... I hated all of you for, like, the first two days. But now you are all good friends." For the first time in about a month, Braxyd was smiling like crazy.

"So you like our new best friend?" Said Xahssa and Maxy, both walking foreword with a tray of sandwiches.

"I heard you were lookin for me, Nyx..." Said Xahssa, holding out her hand. "I will teach you the secrets of my famous peanut butter and turkey sandwhich."

"YUMMY!!!!" Said Nyx, showing the little kid inside of him.

The Organization was shook out of their trance towards Nyx by the thump thump thump of Nexan's boots coming into the kitchen.

"Nyx... I ... have... been looking... everywhere for you..." Said Nexan, huffing and puffing.

"Found the tyke in the hallway. He wanted to see Xahssa, so I brought him here," Said Brax normally now.

Max obviously saw that there was tension between the Superior and Brax and said, "Lunch ready..."

"Nice grammar," Said Daxjorn. That got everyone laughing accept for Nexan.

They sat in a big circle on the kitchen floor. Braxyd had his arm around around Maxsodin, and she had her eyes fixed on Nyx... just like the rest of the Organization. She was also scowling unhappily at Braxyd's show of affection.

"It's been so long since we all got to eat together, don't ya think?" Said Braxyd, trying to break the strange silence that hung in the room. "Hey Max, today is Valentine's day..." Nothing. "I found this for ya," He held out a key chain. "That used to belong to Roxas. He had left it in his room when he ran away from the Org. I was lookin around the old part of the castle and stumbled upon his room... Max...? Did you hear anything that I just said?!?"

"Shut up Braxyd. Can't you see I have better things to do then listen to you rant!?" She looked him straight in the eye.

"Max... your eyes... they're getting black..." Brax said frighteningly. "No matter what I do you don't change all the way back."

"What do you mean Braxyd?"

"I started dating you," she flinched at the very mention of their relationship; "because I knew that if you used your heart, the darkness wouldn't controll you, and I really like you," he said smiling. "Then when I found this kid roaming around Halloween Town, a set a heartless on him so he would run right to you. I knew he would brighten your life, but nothing works." He said, summoning his halberd, readying it to throw. "You were a waste of my time kid," He said this he threw his halbered at Nexan.

"STOP!" cried Max, throwing a ball of darkness at the halberd. Once it made contact, it instantly shattered, along with Braxyd's ever shrinking sanity.

"My power is gone... my halbered is how I fight and it's gone... how... "

"Get a hold of yourself Brax! You're not thinking straight! You can't kill the Superior, you can't kill any of us... Brax! Braxyd, are you listening!?!" But it was too late for Maxy to reason with him. His sanity had slipped.

"Calm down Brax... the halberd's not gone forever, I can fix it! Just calm down calm... oof!" He passed out into her arms.

The last thought that went through Barxyd's head before he passed out was 'this has got to be the worst first day for this kid.'

Maxsodin stared uncertainly at Nexan, her knees buckling under Braxyd's weight.

Nexan nodded stiffly, as shocked at Braxyd's actions as the rest of them. "You did well Max."

And then she, too, fell over. Even in the dire situation, it was indeed quite comical to see Max struggling under the weight of Braxyd's unconscious form "A little help?"

The Newbie makes and Impression

Maxsodin was on edge as she watched. Nexan and little Nyxick were sparring. His yellow eyes shone as he threw his hatchet, which was promptly deflected by a flick of Nexan's scythe. He reached out, tongue protruding in concentration, and the hatchet returned to his hand. He looked at Nexan in triumph. She gave him a quick, encouraging smile before she took at sweep at him.

Maxsodin felt her whole body tense as it happened. Nyxick deflected it with ease, of course, but it still made Maxy jump. She looked blankly at the black ball of darkness summoned in her hand. She let it die out.

"Great work, Nyx!" Nexan said. Maxsodin looked up to see he had his hatchet at her chest. Max smiled. Though Nexan might have been going easy on him, his victory made her feel more proud than even Nyxick himself.

Nexan dismissed him and he ran promptly over to Maxsodin.

"Did you see? Did you see?" he was hopping with excitement. "I beat her, I won!"

Max beamed and gave him a playful noogie. "Sure did!" she laughed, allowing him to squirm from her reach.

"What now?" His eyes seemed as full of electricity as their color.

Maxsodin shrugged. "I don't know. How about you go see Xahssa."

Puzzlement crossed his face.

"You know, the girl who brought you here."

Realization dawned on his face and he smiled again. "I like her. She's nice!"

Max crossed her arms and nodded towards the door. "Go on now. Be off."

He scurried to the door, halting mid-step in the door-frame, whirling around. "Where is she again?"

Max laughed. "Most likely in the kitchens, fixing lunch."

He smiled his thanks and hurried off, not yet realizing he had no clue where the kitchens were.

Max was still smiling fondly towards the door when Nexan stood beside her.

"A bit of favoritism?" she asked.

Max shook her head, suppressing a smile. "And what gave you that idea, Superior?"

Nexan gave her a playful shove. "Stop toying with me, you dolt! You know we all are obsessed over that little guy." She shook her head. "I see he's had a great impact on you."

Maxsodin looked distracted. "Oh? How's that?"

Nexan gaped. "Look at you Max! Your almost completely normal again!"

She gave herself a quick scan. "I wouldn't say completely normal, Nexan. There are still things that will never go back to being normal. We'll just have to work with it."

Nexan considered this for a moment, then sighed. "Whatever you say. I'm going to escort young Nyx to the kitchens. No doubt he's wandering aimlessly through the hallway." She chuckled as she headed to the door. "Bye Max! Oh, and if you see Braxyd, tell him I would like to speak with him."

"Will do." Max said. "Bye Nexan!"

Nyx was indeed wandering the hallways. He stared up at the tall, looming walls with awe. He didn't see the cloaked figure until he ran smack into him.

"Hey watch it!" Braxyd growled, he himself too distracted to notice the small Nobody.

"S-sorry...!" Nyx fumbled to push his hood back off his head.

Braxyd stared at the member, head tilted to one said. "Hey... are you the new member?"

Nyx stared up with his innocent yellow eyes. "Huh?... oh, yeah, that's me."

Braxyd smiled, half patronizingly, half genuine. This was the new recruit everyone was all hyped about? He was no more than a child... no, he was a child, Braxyd thought.

"So kid..." Braxyd waited for a name.

The boy caught on right away. "Nyxick." he said promptly. "But you can call my Nyx."

Braxyd, was glad he had someone to toy with. Ever since Maxy got "sick", he wasn't allowed to tease her, and everyone else was too stressed to take a joke. Maybe this kid would be different, he hoped.

"Alright Nyx," he said. "Tell me about yourself."

He blinked, naivety joining the innocence in his gaze.

Braxyd sighed. "You know, power, weapon... that sort of stuff."

"Oh," he smiled foolishly at Braxyd. IV had to admit he was cute. "Well, my power... that's temperature."

"How so?"

"I can control the temperature of things. Turn water to steam, or ice, if I choose. Then I can control it. I can even make blasts of hot air or cool down a sunny day!"

Braxyd had to hide another smile. This kid was quite passionate about his gifts, he thought.

"Weapon?" Brax prompted once more.

"Oh, that's my hatchet." He said, summoning the weapon with some trouble. Braxyd eyed it curiously. It was by no means intricate. Simple and effective, he thought. It was small, but it fit the kid's hand. Nyx held it in such a way that Brax was positive he knew how to use it, and use it well.

"That's cool." Brax said, remaining impassive. Nyx put his hatchet away and stared at Braxyd.

"May I ask you something?" he said disarmingly.

"Shoot." Braxyd said, folding his arms.

"Can you tell me about yourself?" he asked.

Braxyd struck a heroic pose. "The name's Braxyd, Number IV, the Scheming Flame, power of fire, weapon of halberd!" He summoned his weapon and flourished it expertly.

"Cool!" Nyx said, grinning at Braxyd's performance, which he had found quite comical. "And one more thing, Mister Braxyd..."

"What?" Braxyd un-summoned his weapon.

"Do you know where the kitchen is?" He asked.

This time, Braxyd had to laugh out loud.

"Come on, kid!" he said, still laughing. "I'll take you there.

Brax smiled to himself. He had only known VIII for not even five minutes and he already liked the kid. It was a new record for both Braxyd and Nyx.

In which Xahssa finds a new recruit

Xahssa could remember the first time she saw the little boy. Nyxick. Right. That's his name. He was so quiet. So nervous. Yet he looked so happy and excited when Xahssa led him to CO. She had found him in Twilight Town, his clothes filthy and his yellow hair covered in so much dirt he looked like his hair was black. And yet he was absolutely adorable. Even if he wasn't a Nobody, Xahssa would've taken him home anyways.

He was huddled near the one ice cream parlor Max was fond of, his eyes boring holes in the back of passerbys. When he caught sight of Xahssa, they both locked eyes and a shiver passed through the older Nobody. This boy was like her- like all seven of them. Nexan would certainly be pleased that they had a new member. The more their eyes were trained on each other, the more Xahssa found herself developing a small attachment to the boy. He was cute and looked lonely.

It seemed that he stiffened on instinct when she walked closer to him. He looked away when she bent down to his level and tried to look him in the eye.

"Hi." Her voice was warm and friendly, with a smile on her face. No response. "What's your name?" Again, no response. "What's the matter? You don't have to worry." He turned his head and looked at her with wide, blank eyes. "I'm like you. Or, at least, I think I'm like you." He blinked. "I don't have a heart. I'm a Heartless. A Nobody. But I'm a special Nobody. I have powers. I have a human form. I can just tell that you're like me and my family."

"Family?" His voice sounded awfully weak and tired but he seemed hopeful. Xahssa grinned to herself. Finally. A break. "Yeah. Family. There's me and Nexan. She's like our mother hen. And then there's our brother and sister, Braxyd and Maxsodin, but we all call her Max. There's also Seycax, Xahnan and Daxjorn. They're like really close cousins. You'll fit right in."

She took a chance and raised her hand in offering. The boy looked at it warily, but tenatively placed his hand in hers. Xahssa smiled at him, and this time he returned a small one. God. He was just too adorable. She stood up and he quickly followed. On their way to Castle Oblivion he opened up more and more and he showed himself to be a bright kid, who was generally happy and enthusiastic.

But as soon as they got to the Castle, he was whisked away from her and Xahssa hadn't gotten the chance to look at him again. Nexan and the others were too busy hogging him. She also heard that he took an immediate liking to Max and Max had actually opened up to him. This proved something Xahssa already knew from the second she met him; This kid was definitely magical.

The Boy Nobody on the Graveyard Hill

Max walked up the deserted, moon-lit streets of Halloween Town. She looked behind her for the billionth time, almost positive should couldn't have gotten out of CO without someone watching her. No one was there but the creepy shadows. Maxy shrugged. Perhaps she was underestimating her own stealth.

She weaved her way through the back allies and graveyards of the town that she had become so familiar with. It wasn't her first time sneaking out.

She finally came to the last graveyard. A small figure was silhouetted against the moon. Maxsodin breathed a small sigh of relief that he hadn't left. Or worse yet, been found.

She made her way to him.

"Oh it's you..." his small voice carried relief and fear.

"Just me." Maxy said, pulling the jar of peanut butter and the water bottle out of her coat. The boy devoured them silently.

Maxy observed him as he ate. He was young, nine, maybe ten at the most. He had shaggy blonde hair, tipped in blue. From what she could make out of his eyes, they were an electrifying yellow. So full of innocence and curiosity and bravery, she recalled.

"What's it like..." he asked, licking his fingers. "Being a Nobody?"

She flashed him a brief smile. Innocent, and ignorant, she thought.

"Well," Max stroked her chin thoughtfully. "For one it's not too fun. Feelings are hard to come by and that makes impulse seem without reason. But one thing you need to know is trust your instincts. Whatever they feel is right, is most likely right. But of course, you'll learn that the more you go on living."

He stared up at her, his yellow eyes wide as he listened. A gust of hollow wind blew through the graveyard. He pulled his Organization robe tighter around him. Maxy had done her best to mend it to his size. It was hard to do it in secret.

"I best be going." Maxsodin stood, scanning to make sure no one was around.

"B-but I wanted to show you how my trainings coming along!" With some effort, the boy managed to summon a weapon. A Keyblade.

Max smiled grimly, her face shadowed in the night. "Not this night, Nyxick. Take care of yourself."

"Same place, same time?" he asked hopefully, leaning forward on his tip-toes to get a better look at Maxy's face.

She leaned down and gave him a quick squeeze. "Of course. And here," she handed him a small pouch of money.

"What's this for?" he asked.

Maxsodin gave a quite laugh. "I can't keep sneaking food out of CO! Buy yourself some food, would you?"

He smiled shyly. "Oh... okay then. I will!"

Max ruffled his hair. "Good kid."

She turned on her heel and walked off, sighing loudly. She now had her own little secret. And she would kill to protect him and his innocence.

She summoned up her own Keyblade as she stalked back to CO. Willingly kill.

"OHMYGOSH!" Maxsodin screamed, jumping back and shielding her face.

"YOU GOT YOUR HAIR CUT!"

Braxyd stared annoyed at her, then continued onward to his room.

braxyd was deep in the woods when a heartless popped out from behind a tree, "finally" he said to himself, "where are your friends? oh thats right you dont have any you filthy heartless."

"i used to have friends, but now they all hate me" he said summoning a knife into his hands, "i can change for them, i will change for them." as soon as he said this he put the knife to his hair and sliced half of his bangs length off.

Maxsodin wants me to lay off for a few days, so i think i will. i'll catch up on my quest, kill some heartless. maybe i'll have and 'epiphany' while im here. i wont be missed, not even my girlfriend likes me now. we kissed five times on the first date and now she wont even look at me. tomorow is valentines day and i doubt she will even remember she had a boyfriend.

Braxyd twirled the knife in his hand to put it in throwing possition. swoosh

"right betwene the eyes"

Maxsodin yawned cavernously, her eyelids flickering on the brink of sleep as she watched the goings-on of the Training Room.

Sitting sprawled against the wall, Maxy had a good view of all the room. She liked the training room. The aurora of destruction, determination, and success comforted her.

Yawning and stretching, she watched Nexan and Daxjorn spar for the seemingly hundredth time. Maxsodin knew Nexan was doing it more to have an excuse to talk with Daxjorn. Maxsodin was just glad Nexan stopped bombarding her with questions. It was still quite hard for Max to think straight.

Seycax and Xahnan were talking, having brought a snack into the Training Room after they had been practicing. Maxsodin didn't want to wonder about their conversation. She was ready to fall asleep at any given moment, but she had promised Nexan she would wait for her.

Xahssa and Braxyd weren't there. The later didn't overly sadden Maxy, for he had been causing too much trouble for her. She needed a rest from his gaze. And Xahssa... Maxsodin wanted Xahssa to be there. She wanted to talk to her and laugh with her and cry on her shoulder. But ever since Brax had screwed up Maxy's emotions, Xahssa had avoided her.

It made tears of frustration well up in Maxy's eyes. She didn't want to be drug into Braxyd's messed-up affairs, but he seemed to know just the right thing to say to force her into them.

She yawn again, and her eyes closed heavily. She opened them again, only to find their weight to have increased. The shut on their own, and Maxy's head rolled to one side as her breathing evened out.