Castle of Madness {Xelex/Jaxon/Xinan/Zexion}

[Raloxmly]

Darkness. That was all Azure was capable of visualizing at that precise moment. He hadn't known how long it was since he was consumed by the Heartless, so he didn't have the slightest clue how long he had been in his current state of mind. Or what occurred around him as he laid there motionless. Not only couldn't he move or see, he couldn't hear anything outside of his own thoughts or even open his own mouth. It was as if he were robbed of all his senses, though he knew instantly that he was no longer in Traverse Town. However, being the person he was, he remained calm.

He felt his eyelids become less dense and flicked them open. His head pounding in extreme agony, and the room appeared to be spinning around him. It took awhile to recollect his thoughts and focus his vision. As soon as he had his stability back, he sat up from what appeared to be a bed and gazed around him.

The room around him was completely white. In fact, so white that it could have blinded someone if they didn't know better. There wasn't much inside the small area. Just a simple bed with what Azure guessed to be the Nobody insignia on the headboard. I can already tell this place is going to be swell... The red-head muttered to himself.

He glanced down at himself, finally realizing that he was no longer wearing his old clothes either. Instead those were discarded while he was knocked out, and currently had on an obscure black cloak, as well as black gloves, black pants, and black boots. He remembered seeing this uniform somewhere, but couldn't pinpoint where. He shrugged, thinking it wasn't important right now. What was important was finding out where the hell he was, and getting to the bottom of his current situation.

He continued to search the room for any other oddities, but couldn't find much. Right when he was about to give up, he spotted a piece of paper sitting at the end of his bed. He picked it up and began skimming through the lines written on it. The handwriting was so precise and neat that it wasn't particularly difficult to read. The note read:

"If you are reading this, that must mean you've finally wakened from your slumber. You're probably wondering where you are, how you arrived in this location, and what happened while you were resting. I can answer all of those questions for you. You are in Castle Oblivion, home and meeting place of the late Organization XIII. You were a test subject in my latest experiment to recreate the Organization. During this experiment, your heart was removed and your memories were tampered with. No need to fear though, I'm sure you'll make yourself right at home here. And as a complimentary gift, you've been given enhanced powers to fit your personality from your old life. Your rank in this reformed Organization is II, just under myself."

Azure smirked at the ending remarks of the note given to him. Enhanced powers? Rank number two? I appear to be wrong about this place, maybe it won't be such a pedantic bore after all. He tossed the piece of parchment over his shoulder, landing on the floor. Well, I guess it's time to check out the rest of this place. See if there's any other "members".

He strolled over to the door and reached for the knob. He pulled the door ajar and just before walking out, he decided to pull the hood of his new acquired cloak over his head. May as well keep a low profile for the time being.

[Xelex]

Xelex was currently walking the halls of what he came to know as Castle Oblivion. White walls, floors, ceiling. He sighed. A Castle of potential depression if you asked him. About two hours ago he woke in a room with the same depressing lack of color. He found a note, which he was re-reading. The note sounded so bogus.

HEY YOU! YES YOU! WHY DID YOU WAKE UP IN A MYSTERIOUS NEW BUILDING? WHY YOU? WHY, YOU'VE BEEN RANDOMLY SELECTED AS A PARTICIPANT IN THE EXPERIMENT OF THE REFORMATION OF THE ORGANIZATION! YOUR MEMORIES HAVE NOT BEEN TAMPERED WITH, NOR HAVE YOUR POWERS. THE CLOAK YOU ARE NOW WEARING IS ORGANIZATION PROPERTY, DO NOT DEFACE IT.

NOW THEN, LETS GET DOWN TO YOUR RANK! YOU ARE NUMBER III, TWO RANKS BELOW ME. WHY? BECAUSE I'M AN ASSHOLE! WANDER THE CASTLE AS YOU WISH AND MEET THE OTHER NEW MEMBERS!

Oh, and for the reference, you are now called, aside from name, The Perished Exemplar.

TOODLES!
-Sexy Zexy

That "Zexy" was either high or drunk when he wrote this. Or he got Fido to write it. Regardless, Xelex wandered the halls a bit longer, his hood draped on his head. This place was far too bright for his taste. Someone needed to paint the walls gray at least. Otherwise he wasn't sure what to think of the current situation.

He snapped out of his thought when he saw another person in a similar cloak with his own hood draped over his face. "Hey, who are you?"

[Jaxon]

Unlike her two fellow Organization members, the first female addition to the reconstructed crew of Nobodies had yet to emerge from her new bedroom. She had taken to existence like a duck to slippery ice, and was still adjusting to being. Currently, she sat on the edge of a mattress propped on a plain bed frame in the corner of the room. The harsh white surroundings bothered her recently reactivated retinas, and she wondered abstractly if this is how babies felt when they are born into sterile delivery rooms. Emerging into sudden brightness...well, that was about the only thing she had in common with an infant anymore.
Giving off a noise somewhere between a scoff and a sigh, the petite brunette looked down to her hand where she clenched a note written on plain paper. Her gaze immediately narrowed in slight agitation. She had read it enough times to stand before an audience and recite it, so the gesture was a bit redundant.

"Isn't existing again nice, Joan? Or rather, Jaxon, as you are going to be called now. Maybe you've noticed you're not quite the same person you used to be. That's because you've lost your heart, and gained the attribute of earth. Perfect win/lose situation, right? I don't care if you agree, that's life.
And I know you might have been quite the spitfire before you were consumed by the darkness (I've done my research on you and your fellow members, so I also know all about that skeleton you've got in your closet) but you'll find you won't be so apt to do that now. Don't even bother protesting, because you live here, and you work for me now. Welcome to the Organization. You are Number V, and I was even nice enough to come up with a catchy little title for you. The Earthen Diaspora. See how generous I can be?
Don't cross me, and you'll grow to like it here. Go looking for trouble, and you'll find it.
Cheers,
Zexion, your Superior"

Well. He's got nerve, thought Jaxon, wrinkling her nose in distaste as she rolled up the sheet of paper into a tight scroll and laid it on the bed beside her. At least he has good taste in names. I really prefer Jaxon to Joan. She stood up, brushing away the creases in her sundress made of cream-colored eyelet and recalling how startled she had been upon waking to find herself garbed in this drab black cloak that positively engulfed her 5'1" frame. That just wouldn't do, and she much preferred to go without it.
Her stomach grumbled, bringing her around from her fashion-related mental rambling, and she realized that she must be feeling hungry. Jaxon pulled open the door to her bedroom, noticing with an incredulous cringe that the hall stretching out before her was the same shocking shade of white.

"Hey, who are you?"

Jaxon turned her head towards the sound of someone, a young man from what she had understood, addressing someone who couldn't have been her. Following the voice, she soon turned a corner and came upon two figures cloaked so that she couldn't see their faces. Both were much taller than her, one almost exaggeratively so.
Donning a smirk on her lips, Jaxon waved at the two, clearing her throat before she spoke in the case her voice might be all raspy and toadish.
"Er, hi there."

[Xinan]

When Xinan had awoken, she was laying in a room of a castle. It looked so empty and spacious and all that boring jazz. However, the only thing she could think of when she woke up was where were the sweets?! Xinan, being a child loved sweets beyond anyone's imagination and she loved to play games. She also wanted to know where the hell her toys were. She wanted toys damnit! Before she could start pouting that she was stuck somewhere that was boring and she was alone, she looked to her right and saw a piece of paper on the floor. She turned, crawling to the piece of paper. When she was right by it she shifted to sit on her knees, and she picked up the piece of paper. She stared at it for a moment before she decided to read the contents of the note that must have been left for her. Xinan hoped it would tell her where the sweets and toys were, or better yet, she hoped it was a treasure map!

"Hello to the one who has received this letter. Now I know you are probably wondering why you are here. Well, the explanation is you were a test subject for recreating the Organization XIII. Well, needless to say you kind of failed since you don't seem to fight, at all, even with your powers. But hell, you were cute and I have hope being here will change you. You seem to have a certain... side of you lets say that I would like to see unleashed. Let me next say you are in Castle Oblivion along with others just like you. Unfortunately, or fortunately, not sure which, you have lost all your memories to a prior time before you became what is called a Nobody, except for some bits and pieces, but do not worry, you have duplication powers which will come in handy. Now, go out and look for your fellow test subjects, as they should be roaming around by the time you read this. Oh, and a few last things. One, if you haven't realized yet you are wearing the Organization cloak, don't ruin it or I will kill you, I don't care if you're a little girl, two, in the new Organization you are rank VI, three, your name is now Xinan. Have fun and don't epic fail!"

That was where the letter addressed to Xinan ended. So what she was told was she was part of some cool club like thing...but there were no snacks?! Lame. And what if Xinan didn't want to be called Xinan? ...Whatever, she didn't care! Right? YEAH! Xinan crumpled up the paper the letter was on and threw it against the wall. She stuck her tongue out at the piece of paper, and gave a childish pout. Oh well, no sense in waiting around in this room that was boring and had no one to talk to. So she got up and went for the door. She turned the doorknob, and entered a long hallway. Well this sucked, there were still no people! Xinan, hating to be alone ran down the hall in search of people. All she wanted to do was find anyone, anyone at all, even if the person was like a psychopath. She would deal with it, she just wanted to more specifically cling to someone and be the sweet, caring little girl she was. She ran down the hallway until she came upon three people, and she squealed happily. She ran up to them, and smiled widely tilting her head. She didn't even say any words, she just giggled as she looked up at them.

[Raloxmly]

Azure endured on his tour through the castle. He hoped to see some more creativity as he wandered the hallways, but much to his dismay, everything appeared exactly the same as it was in his room. His surroundings were completely colorless, making the place appear to be more of an insane asylum rather than the gathering location for a secret Organization. This place better hope a stray militia of rabid snow rabbits don’t come rampaging inside the castle, or else we’re all screwed. Azure said to himself as he persisted down the hallway. So where’s the rest of my inmates? They’ve got to be nearby.

Suddenly, as if able to read his mind, which he highly doubted, a figure appeared in front of him. He was dressed in the same attire as himself, so Azure safely assumed that he was also a new member of the reformed Organization. He gave off the impression that the ‘man’ was lost in deep thought, because it took him awhile to note Azure’s presence in the hallway. The individual looked to be a bit taller than the teenager. He finally acknowledged him by asking who he was in a deep masculine voice.

Right as he was about to speak, another figure entered the scene, this time a female. This girl was short in stature and had long brown hair. She greeted the two of them with a smirk and a wave. Clearing her voice before she responded, she said hello with a voice that confirmed that she was indeed female, but also gave off the impression that she wouldn’t take smart talk from anyone, no matter his or her rank. Unfortunately for her, Azure wasn’t the type of person to give in to anyone. He said what he wanted anytime he wished.

He released a small chuckle before he communicated a response. Aye, aren’t we all just a satisfying bunch? You guys must also be new members of this Organization.

Before he could say anymore, another person came squealing into the picture. This young girl couldn’t have been any older than twelve. Her eyes gave off the sweet innocence that of the typical child, and kept giggling even though she wasn’t saying anything. She peered up at each of them, making sure to gain some acknowledgement from everyone present. Charming, the Superior even allows children into the Organization.[/color]

Turning his attention back to the male figure, he threw back his hood, revealing his true face to his fellow members. He brandished a smirk onto his expression, much like the first female, only a lot more sophisticated. The name’s Azure, ranked number two in this here Organization. I’m also known as the Egocentric Torch, savvy? He mimicked a bow. Pleased to meet you all.

[Xelex]

Xelex stared at the figure before him, waiting for a reply. However, before he could speak, a teenage girl came in behind them, being towered over by himself and the unknown before him. She spoke with a scarastic, yet serious tone as Xelex took it. As she finished, yet another young girl came in from the other side, even shorter. However, she was even younger, and was giggling madly as she peered up at the two towers before her. Though the he did finally speak after removing his hood and revealing striking emerald eyes and firey red hair, in a thick, Cockney accent.

The name’s Azure, ranked number two in this here Organization. I’m also known as the Egocentric Torch, savvy? Pleased to meet you all.

Xelex laughed a bit and lowered his hood, revealing his own face. His deep blue eyes stared directly into Azure's own emerald eyes, the contrast in their appearences being uncanny.

"Xelex, number III, The Perished Exemplar. You mean to tell me, though, that I rank below a person younger than I?" the Nobody questioned Azure, looking at him inspectingly. While not knowing the exact age, he could tell he was younger.

In a moment of impulse he took up everyone's notes left by "Zexy" and read them, only to semi-shout, "Oh come on! All of you and only I get the friggin' homo note?!"

[Jaxon]

(OOC: Sorry for the wait, loves.)

The shorter of the unknowns seemed on the verge of responding to Jax's snippy introduction to the two cloaked individuals when a squeal from behind assaulted her ear drums, causing her to murmur a curse. In her disturbance, she jolted and stumbled against the tallest cloaked figure for a moment, quickly regaining her balance and stepping away.Sorry, Big Guy! she thought apologetically, flashing him a quick, bashful smile and raising her hand halfheartedly (Though half-heartedness was beyond her ability now, if you wanted to get technical) before turning her head with a flop of her caramel waves so that she might see the source of the noise.
What she had suspected to be a rogue guinea pig turned out to be a little girl, who grinned up at her and the others, releasing innocent, chiming peals of laughter. Though Jax felt inward relief at no longer being the shortest person there, she frowned slightly for multiple reasons.
Firstly, Jax wondered what could be so funny. Since she was the only one properly exposed, she wondered if it could have been something on her face, and regretted not inspecting her appearance thoroughly before leaving her room. The frightening thought was soon dismissed though, when she remembered that the other two hadn't chuckled at her. She determined that the girl was just being an oddball, the way most children her age were.
Secondly though, and perhaps the reason with the heaviest impact on her sour expression, was the fact that this girl (though there were some dissimilarities) bore an unsettling resemblance to her sister. Naturally, this train of thought was quickly derailed as well, and she decided to return her attention to someone that wouldn't disturb her so much.
Jax turned around in time to see the boy who had spoken before drop his hood and bear his face, introducing himself as Azure, the Egocentric Torch, with a flourish. Egocentric, huh? Hit the nail on the head with that one. she thought smugly to herself, wondering how someone at least two years younger than herself could present himself with such swagger. Even his gaze was somewhat affronting, though she didn't falter when she caught his eye.
The last one to take down his hood and show his face introduced himself as Xelex, The Perished Exemplar. His complaint about the rankings piqued her interest, making her do some quick mental math. If she was number five, that meant she had four people to answer to. Blugh. In her not-so-humble opinion, that was four too many, especially if she was older than them.
Jax blinked in surprise when her note from Zexion was taken from her by Xelex, though her expression stayed pleasant overall, and she took this opportunity to give him a once-over. He had the darkest hair out of all of them, and was so tall Jax knew that if she were standing any closer to him, she'd have to tip her head back to look him in the eye. The thought amused her somewhat, causing a smile to lift her lips before she returned the favor and introduced herself.
"I'm Jaxon, the..." she paused, snatching back Zexion's note from Xelex with a playful wink, bringing the paper to eye level and reading her title aloud in a snooty, pompous tone.
"The Earthen Diaspora."

[Xinan]

"OH, OH, I AM XINAN! THE...um...ummmmm.... I FORGOT!"

The small blonde haired girl looked up at the older three with a huge smile. Yes, they were probably wondering how a girl about her age was even let in to the new Organization. Well their guess was as good as anyone elses. And obviously this girl was a bit of a hyper one the way she waved her short arm back and forth when she was introducing herself. But then again she was a child, so in technical terms she sort of had an excuse. But still, it was a mystery as a girl her height and her age with her "personality" would even be allowed to be any part of this, she seemed very sweet.

She continued to smile at the three of them, but she soon grew bored. So she ran around the three older ones, spinning 360 every now and then, and giggling. Yes, she looked twelve yet she was acting like she was so much younger, more cute and naive. Eventually she wore herself out and plopped in the middle of the three of the, giggling happily and she once more re-found her smile. She in all reality now wanted to play a game, but she had barely met these three, she knew it would feel too out of place to ask them to play hide and seek with her right now, so she let out a yawn constructed of half boredom and half fatigue.

(Bleh, not much I could do for her)

[Zexion]

A grin appeared over his hidden features. So this was how they interacted together? Interesting. He stepped out of the doorway and approached them with measured footsteps, clapping slowly the whole time. His face hidden by the cloak's hood.

Greetings, mine associates. It is nice to see that you've all met one another, however it appears we are one short. No matter, I'm sure number four is meeting with seven as we speak. Now then, on to business. As I'm sure you're no doubt aware you are no longer human, and I am the cause. My name is Zexion and I am number one. You may call me Superior.

He reached up and pulled down his hood, exposing his smirking face.

I am also known as the Cloaked Schemer, but I'd appreciate it if only the Key of Destiny used that name. Now then, number six, would you please stop fidgeting? You are rather distracting, Ms Naive Archetype. AHEM! Any questions?

He smiled, expecting many questions, but hoping for few.

[Raloxmly]

After introducing himself, he rose back to his usual posture and watched as the figure directly in front of him lifted his hood, revealing a man not much older than him. The differences between the two males was eerie He had cold midnight blue eyes and black spiky hair, and while most males had outrageously pointed hair, this bloke’s was just normal enough for the redhead to figure that he didn’t like to follow the crowd. Not that Azure was one to do so either.

"Xelex, number III, The Perished Exemplar. You mean to tell me, though, that I rank below a person younger than I?"

The Egocentric Torch chuckled at his fellow member’s last response in his introduction. Sure, it might’ve have seemed a bit unfair as to him receiving a rank higher than him even at the age of sixteen, but he assumed there was a good reason why. I’m positive that there is a good explanation for having such a rank at my age. Perhaps it might be that I’m more competent than the rest of you for any kind of mission I’m sent off to do, however, that isn’t of any importance right now, Xelex. He said to the opposing man with a smirk still plastered on his expression.

He turned his attention to the pair of diminutive females; one flashing an oversized smile and the other acting more smug toward the whole situation, possibly also annoyed at how the ranking was done. Not only did he and Xelex contrast in appearance and personality, the females completely differed from each other as well. Would you lovely lasses be ever so kind as to grace us with your names? He asked the two girls in the kindest possible manner he could offer.

The moment was interrupted when Xelex snatched the girl’s note from her hand, and skimmed through it, complaining that he had received the short end of all the members by getting a note that was written by a drunkard. The height difference between the two of them was phenomenal, making it hysterical when the petite female tried reaching for the letter. "I'm Jaxon, the..." The girl began to say as she finally grabbed her note away from Xelex after minutes of struggle. The paper was at her eye level so she can remember what her given title was. ”The Earthen Diaspora.”

"OH, OH, I AM XINAN! THE...um...ummmmm.... I FORGOT!" The young blond-haired girl piped up soon after Jaxon finished introducing herself. Azure found it very odd how one so filled with energy became a Nobody. It was indeed something that the teenager would have to investigate further in the future, right now there were more important matters to settle, like where the heck the Superior was. He encountered every other original member except for the leader, and he was missing in action.

Not a very reliable Superior we have, I must say.

Immediately after he said that, he heard someone behind him clap slowly. He gradually rotated his head until he saw another hooded person standing in the center of the hallway. Judging by the way he applauded them, Azure assumed that the figure had been examining all of them for quite sometime now.

Greetings, mine associates. It is nice to see that you've all met one another, however it appears we are one short. No matter, I'm sure number four is meeting with seven as we speak. Now then, on to business. As I'm sure you're no doubt aware you are no longer human, and I am the cause. My name is Zexion and I am number one. You may call me Superior.

Following his speech, the person that claimed to be their Superior pulled off his hood, revealing his authentic features. He had the appearance of a seventeen-year-old with spiked blue hair with a fringe-like thing covering his right eye. If judged at first by his exterior, Azure would say that the man didn’t seem adequate to be the leader of an Organization, but the way he addressed them was just enough to change his mind slightly.

I am also known as the Cloaked Schemer, but I'd appreciate it if only the Key of Destiny used that name. Now then, number six, would you please stop fidgeting? You are rather distracting, Ms Naive Archetype. AHEM! Any questions?

Many questions ran through Azure’s mind at that precise moment. Who was this ‘Key of Destiny’ character he mentioned? Why had he chosen them of all people to part of the reformed Organization? What were his plans? However, he knew he couldn’t ask all of them, especially in front of the other members. So he would have to be patient until he had time to speak with this Zexion person privately.

Being the smartass he was, he decided on a question to ask him. When can we get some grub mate? I’m starved.

[Xelex]

Xelex merely scoffed at Azure's comment on the rankings. He didn't like to be below someone he was sure he could surpass. Then again perhaps this guy was different, or maybe "Zexy" was a crack pot. As he stood there, holding the two notes that he had taken up, he heard Azure ask the two girls who they were, his accent thick and unavoidable.

He stifled a laugh as Jaxon tried to grab her note from Xelex's hand, struggling to reach him do to the enormous thirteen inch height difference. The Nobody held the note as high as he could, prompting the girl to jump in an attempt to reach it, only to fail every time. Once he had had enough after about 2 minutes, he lowered his arm to which she snatched the note back.

" The Earthen Diaspora."

"Earthen Diaspora, hm? Interesting name... Ok, maybe not. But I'll remember to put everything on the top shelf while you're around..." Xelex chuckled to himself as he scanned the room once again. The little blonde girl was now running around the three others, giggling and what have you. She was full of energy, no doubt. Yet, why would someone as young as her be a part of the Organization?

Eventually she introduced herself as Xinan, though she forgot her title. He had to admit, despite his normal dislike for little kids, he liked Xinan. She was actually cute, unlike the typical snot-nosed brats he had met in his day. Maybe she wouldn't be too big of a hinderance to them.

There was a moment of silence between all four of them, until they were graced with the sound of clapping. Xelex turned to see yet another cloaked figure. At first, he thought it was another of the members, but as soon as he spoke and lowered his hood, revealing silverish blue hair that covered his right eye, he knew he wasn't just another member.

Upon the introduction of Zexion, Xelex held up his note, "Y'mean, you're Sexy Zexy? Were you high when you wrote this shit?"

However, in the back of his head, he was thinking about what he had said. The Key of Destiny. Xelex had heard of someone with a similar title before, but he couldn't quite place his finger on the owner. He shrugged off the thought and waited for Zexion to reply.