An Unusual Character (Xelfron/Open)

[Xelex]

It was the darkened evening when Xelex roamed the streets of Radiant Garden after appearing in the familiar flower-like portal to the Corridors of Darkness. He just wanted to get away from the madness at the current time. Unsure what to do, he sat on the ledge along side the stairs, a 20 foot drop it appeared. As he sighed, he shifted his weight onto his hands as support and leaned back, tilting his head to the sky, oblivious to the going ons around him. As he stared at the bright dots in the sky, he reminisced on his home world. The people were incredibly friendly, everybody knew everybody. No one needed an invitation to a get-together, they'd just kick off their shoes and go on in. He loved that about small towns. Not as many people as a place like this, nor as warm. It was always cool at night there, due to the lack of buildings. However, here, with the abundance of housing, markets, machinery and et cetera, it was much warmer than he was use to. Needless to say, it took time for him to get use to it.

Growing uncomfortable in his current position, he swung his legs up onto the ledge and laid lengthways along it, using his hands as a pillow. The Perished Exemplar closed his eyes and once again he sighed as he remembered when it was simpler as a child. No need to worry about protecting anyone or fighting. Just having fun. Why couldn't it be that simple any more? Especially seeing that he didn't have anything else to worry about at the current time.

He was so distracted by his thoughts that he didn't hear the foot steps coming towards him very qucikly, only aware of them from about fourty yards away. Xelex, thinking quick, sat up, straddling the ledge and spoke up, "Who's there?"

[Xelfron]

The muffled cry of a man, mid-30's could be heard by only Xelfron. A twisted smile had bent itself upon the face of the seventeen year old boy. Blood was trickling down the man's back. Almost to a point where a few more strikes, and the man would pass out. A cloth had been tied around the man's mouth so his screams were almost deadly silent, Xelfron stopped, and lowered his whip. He heard footsteps in the distance, over the man's cries.

"You're lucky." A cry of joy seemed to explode from the man, he thought he was going to be spared. "Most do not seem to cry for joy when they are about to die. You really are a interesting specimen." Not one sound was heard from the man. He was just stunned. What kind of human could do that to a person, watch them suffer and laugh about it? What kind of person could harm someone in such a manner, and then just simply kill them, no remorse. The man could not put the pieces together. Neither could Xelfron. He enjoyed torturing people, he was not sure why. It was just in his nature.

Xelfron quickly withdrew his razor wire, and slit the man's throat. The razor wire cut through his throat like a hot knife through butter. One clean, solid kill. The man's body went limp, the only sound that could be heard now were the drops of blood colliding with the concrete. Xelfron stared at the body for a few more moments, examining his work. Just another night. One day he would find his perfect specimen, and that one would be worthy to go back to his lab. To be truly tested on. Content, he turned away from the body. Now exiting the alleyway, the man who he had heard early could be seen now. Almost oblivious to Xelfron's presence.

Who's there? Xelfron's twisted smile faded. There was something...Off..About this one. He did not seem like any regular human. "Who's there? What an interesting question. But maybe it isn't a matter of who? Maybe it isn't even a matter of what? Where? Why or how?" His random babbling was due to his psychotic nature. He could talk, and confuse the hell out of someone, for no purpose at all. Just another thing that made Xelfron unique.

"Xelfron," he muttered as he grew closer to the individual. "What a lovely night for a stroll. Wouldn't you agree? Well of course you would, you are out here walking around, just like me. So yes, you would have to agree with me. You don't talk much do you?" Xelfron's hood dropped, his white hair began to shine in the moonlight. His eyes could be seen scanning the individual, looking for weapons, or potential threats.

[Daxmilta]

The umbrella was situated in her left hand and she walked across the edge of the building like a tight rope walker. She had no idea why she knew that. She just did. And something about a circus... She shook the strands thoughts from her head and focused back on the exilleration she always got after seeing someone literally lose their mind. The dead look in the iris, the pupils dialated fully, the insane babbling, the jerky looks and neck twitches. It was so entertaining and evil. She giggled again at the thought of the man's screams that twisted into hysterical laughter and then he all together went quiet because his mind was so traumatized it stopped working. Much like a 404 Error.

There she went with having those strange and unexplained thoughts again. She rolled her eyes and kept walking along the building until two figures appeared down below. She shut the umbrella and crouched down on the edge of the roof to listen better. She was feeling extra excited about tonight, perhaps she may get both of these men to follow her back with her.... When was the last time she had done two men at the same time? Too long. She supplied. She bit into her plump lower lip and watched the two. One was statuesque while the other seemed....already crazy.

That could be fun....

She listened to the one she labeled crazy until he introduced himself. Xelfron? What in the hell kind of name was that? Dax readjusted herself on the roof to sitting on the edge with her feet dangling off, the umbrella was hooked over her shoulder now, covering her as if she was expecting rain. She swung her legs absently as she observed these two, debating which one would get lucky and which one she would let go.

[Raloxmly]

Parading his way through the back alleys of Radiant Garden, Azure finished up his little melody. The young man was still in high spirits from his success in the main part of the world. He loved the sensation of proving his superiority to those around him; every chance he received he flaunted his abilities and rub it in people’s faces. He truly lived up to the title he was given by Zexion, the only person ranked higher than him. Azure respected his superior’s views, however, there were a few accounts that he thought were iffy.

He continued along his merry way until he came across another staircase, this one leading to what Azure knew awhile back to be the Bailey. The red-haired teenager hadn’t traveled the area long enough to know where everything was, but back in his home world, he read up enough on Radiant Garden’s history to at least be aware and not appear to be a complete idiot. For instance, he knew that his was the very location where Ansem did all of his research on the Heartless. Zexion explained to him once how he assisted in the creation of the original Organization XIII, along with the former members known as Xemnas, Xigbar, Xaldin, Vexen, and Lexaeus.

Not knowing what else to do, Azure made his way up the stairs, only to discover someone he was very familiar with sitting on the ledge nearby. The man was Xelex, one of his fellow members of the reformed Organization. Despite their differences in appearance and slight variations in personality, the two of them were pretty good friends; in fact, he and Zexion were the only ones he remained on good terms with almost on a daily basis. He remembered from past conversations with his friend that this once was his home, but obviously that was no longer true. As strange as it was that he was in Azure’s presence without being at Castle Oblivion, the Egocentric Torch understood his reasoning for returning here.

He walked over to him, a smirk imprinted on his expression. He stopped just behind him, hoping to surprise him with his being there. He knew he wouldn’t expect it at all, especially since his friend appeared to be distracted by something. Though, that was a daily occurrence for him. Well, if it isn’t Xel. Decided to check up on things back home, mate?

"Who's there? What an interesting question. But maybe it isn't a matter of who? Maybe it isn't even a matter of what? Where? Why or how?"

The unfamiliar voice caught Azure completely off guard. He turned his attention toward the source and standing in front of him was a male with snow-white hair who couldn’t be any older than Azure. Who is this loon? He sounds about as psychotic as he looks. I mean seriously, who knew teenagers could have hair that white. Aye, that’s just bizarre.

He listened as the character introduced himself as Xelfron. Such an obscure name, but it fit his personality well. The man rambled on about how it was such a nice evening for a stroll and asked Xelex if he talked much. Azure knew how Xelex operated. He was aware that Xelex only talked if he had something to say, or had someone to really talk to. The rest of the time he was lost in the depths of his own mind. At the moment, Azure didn’t have much in mind to say, which was a rare occasion for him. Since he always had something to say.

Eventually he spoke up. Y’know, I’m pretty sure they don’t have a loony bin here. That’s in the next world over, mate.

[Xelex]

The former human was so distracted by Xelfron that he didn't even hear Azure's first comment from directly behind him. He stood up and hopped off the ledge, landing with Xelfron 20 feet in front of him, and Azure 10 feet behind. He slowly walked a bit closer as Xelfron questioned his ability to speak, to which Xelex replied.

"I've got nothing to say to the likes of you," he spoke almost dead-quietly without being a whisper. His face never changed its look, looking emotionless and hardened. While standing there, he heard his friend pipe up.

Y’know, I’m pretty sure they don’t have a loony bin here. That’s in the next world over, mate.

As he smirked to himself, laughing inwardly at his friend's joke, Xelex suddenly felt like they were being watched. He turned his head to a nearby building and perched on it like a stadium seat he saw a shadowy figure, as there was no light revealing its features, looking like a big blob.

"Christ, what the hell? I come out here for a moment to myself and two unknowns and a friend show up? Who's next? Ansem the Wise?" Xelex boldy questioned fate as he was rather agitated at the sudden appearences.

[Xelfron]

As Xelex jumped from the ledge a new comer could be seen. He was walking from behind Xelex, Great. Another stranger. Just coming to ruin the show. And I thought that this would have been my desert for the night. No matter. Maybe in the end the both of them will be useable. Yes. Maybe the will. As the shadow drew closer, another figure could be seen moving about in the corner of Xelex's eye. He shot a glance to his right, and stared at the other.

The newest one did not make themselves visible yet, so it was impossible to see any facial details, or even deteremine the sex of the person. As someone spoke he jolted his head back to the other two, who seemed to know eachother. Judging by the quick comments they both had made. No matter, two against one, Xelfron's been in worse.

I've got nothing to say to the likes of you

"So cold. So hostile. You must lighten up dear boy. No need in causing problems on such a grand night like this. So much anger could lead to an outbreak of violence, something this town does not need. This town needs someone to cleanse the evil spirits, not a bunch of random deaths of innocents. So watch the tone, please, and there shall be no problem. There shall be no violence. There shall be no bloo-," he stopped himself. Just letting silence comsume him. He did not speak until he heard another comment come from the figure who was friends with this 'Xel' character. That was the only name he heard throughout this encounter, he would have to pick up on the other's later.

[orange]Y’know, I’m pretty sure they don’t have a loony bin here. That’s in the next world over, mate. [/orange]

"Loony bin? Hahahaha!" The laughter of Xelfron echoed throughout the various alleyways that were around them, it echoed throughout the town. He found this joke incredibly funny, or did he? He was not sure. He could not feel the emotion, he was not sure if he actually was having fun. If the man's joke was actually funny, or if he even cared about the comment. "I do not believe I need to visit the 'loony bin', as you call it, yet. But thank you. I will keep it's location in mind," he finished with a small bow.

[Daxmilta]

The girl watched them, they hadn't noticed her yet, as far as she could tell, but she wasn't sure she liked that. She continued to nibble on her plump lip while she observed them, they weren't really friendly towards each other but then a third arrived. She tilted her head to the other side as he appeared and she felt an eyebrow lifted. Who did he think he was? A pirate? She held back a giggle at that silly notion. It couldn't possibly be true, she had yet to see a beach her so she doubted he would be such a thing. But then again...why else would he talk like that? Such a strange...red headed man. She tilted her head to the other side as she watched them. They were really boring.

She decided to liven it up a little by throwing her own into this. She slid forward off of the roof, her boots hit the concrete with a resounding crack. There was no doubt in her mind they heard her and as she straightened, she let the umbrella fall to her side. She pulled it shut and used it as a cane as she walked over to them with a bright and glowing smile. It could be called innocent because it seemed so, with her bright green eyes shining brightly in the light. Who could ever mistake her innocence as a carefully placed mask that hid a monster from the inside? She hoped they didn't or it wouldn't be any fun.

"Good evening gentlmen," she said smiling faintly at the three of them, even if they were standing so far apart and guarded. She herself had yet to penetrate their circle, because if she did, then she would become surrounded. And who wanted that? Well, actually she did. It would be fun. With a tilt of her head she looked between the three of them. "What brings you all out on a nice night like this? Isn't there a curfew or something in place?" It was a strange thing to ask, she knew, because she looked more adolescent than any of them, but from what she knew of herself she was nearing her twentieth year alive, even if she didn't remember any of it.

She pursed out her lips faintly in thought as she wondered what would happen next, no doubt they would ask for her name, or demand her business. What was she to tell them? She looked down at her hands self-consciously but sighed inwardly when she saw she had. indeed, removed all the blood from her fingernails. That might have made this conversation a little awkward for them, but entertaining all the same.

[Raloxmly]

The fiery redhead watched as his friend stood up and jumped off the ledge he was sitting on, landing in-between him and the white-haired psycho. Xelex must have acknowledged his presence because after his previous statement he heard him chuckle a bit. Even though he knew for a fact that no one could see his face, he wore a smirk on his expression as he heard his friend tell the strange being in front of the two of them that he didn’t have anything to say to the freak. Ever since he first met him, Azure could feel the tension and coldness in his friend’s voice whenever he spoke. He knew the Perished Exemplar was passionate about certain things, but one would not be able to tell at first glance.

"Christ, what the hell? I come out here for a moment to myself and two unknowns and a friend show up? Who's next? Ansem the Wise?"

Azure couldn’t help but chuckle himself at his friend’s comment. He wasn’t expecting him to be here, since he just came here to rattle up some innocent townspeople and enjoy some time away from Castle Oblivion. Things had gotten a little dull back ‘home’ since he and the other members didn’t receive any missions for the time being. It was a bit obscure that he encountered his usual partner as well as this newcomer, but what could he say? He took much pleasure in coming across new acquaintances…as obscure they happened to be.

Suddenly Azure took in what his friend said earlier. Wait…two unknowns? I only spot Xelfron… He followed Xelex’s gaze with the corner of his left eye, the right eye still remained on the white-haired teenager, into the shadows and momentarily caught a glimpse of indistinguishable figure perched upon the building, similar to a hawk watching for the proper moment to strike at its prey. That’s only vaguely disturbing…but at least I know who Xelex meant.

Azure’s thoughts were immediately interrupted when he heard laughter erupting throughout the alleyway. Apparently the Xelfron character found something incredibly hysterical, because he was willing to bet that people inside the town were able to hear his mirth echoing from miles away. Upon hearing it, he knew the very sound would haunt his nightmares for months. Possibly even years. "I do not believe I need to visit the 'loony bin', as you call it, yet. But thank you. I will keep its location in mind." He heard him respond once his fit of laughter ceased, even having the nerve to bow before him.

The red-haired teenager stood there contemplating whether to take the motion as an insult or a compliment. Right as he was about to move his lips to answer back, another voice entered the conversation. Only this time an adolescent female’s. “Good evening, gentlemen. What brings you all out on a nice night like this? Isn't there a curfew or something in place?” Why it every time I try to say something, someone has to interrupt? Do people not realize how rude that is?

Noticing the silhouette behind Xelfron, Azure followed the outline with his eyes until he was staring at a young-looking girl with an umbrella lingering by her side. Her eyes a similar shade of green to that of his own, and flashing a smile that gave the impression of her being much younger than he guessed. He wasn’t sure to assume whether or not she was older or younger than him, so he just kept his mouth shut. What really caught his eye about her was her gothic attire. That was the only thing that made him debate her age; only those around his age would dare dress in anything like that.

Isn’t there enough bondage/gothic queens in existence already? He retorted, knowing that he’d probably pay for it later.

[Xelex]

Laughter. Cold, deathly, maniacal laughter. That was the only sound that "graced" the Nobody's ears as Xelfron replied to Azure's brash statement. This kid was appearing to be deeply disturbed in one way or another. The sound caused chills to race down Xelex's spine as he stood there, with his best poker face. He wasn't sure what to think, but he was glad to have his parnter there for back-up if things went south fast.

There was a sharp intake of breath behind Xelex, indicating Azure was about to speak. However, he was quickly cut off when ytet another person arrived.

“Good evening, gentlemen. What brings you all out on a nice night like this? Isn't there a curfew or something in place?”

Xelex rolled his eyes as he looked at the newcomer. She was dressed in gothic attire, complete with a black umbrella. Despite her dark disposition, she had brilliant green eyes, and seemed rather sweet and innocent with that smile she flashed the three guys. If not for having his guard up around ninety-nine percent of the time, he may have been sucked into her seeming innocence, but he knew better than to do that with people that appear out of the blue. As the Exemplar thought, he heard Azure speak up.

Isn’t there enough bondage/gothic queens in existence already?

He couldn't help but burst into a short spell of laughter at his comment. Hadn't Azure learned that comments like that would only get him into trouble?

[Daxmilta]

Her eyes darted between the two hooded men. She didn't like that she couldn't see one of their faces. She liked reading people's eyes when they spoke. It was the easiest way for her to know what would make them go insane the quickest. People gave out their fears with small statements, small ticks of the face. Daxmilta was an expert at reading them all. She nibbled on the inside of her lip faintly as the one with no hood burst into laughter after the others comment about her choice of clothing. The term 'gothic' had no meaning to her, but she knew all about bondage... if that guy could see that in her outfit then she wasn't doing a very good job...she'd have to change her clothes to keep her innocent aura.

It pissed her off a little that this guy was so perceptive and could see through her so cleanly. That had never happened before. And he had been a potential client as well. She sucked her plump bottom lip into her mouth for a moment before she opened her mouth to speak. "I'm not sure what you mean. I just woke up one day with a Nobody, and this was what I was wearing..." And cue the watery eyes. She drew in a deep breath as if she was calming herself and then she looked between the two of them.

"Why is it you both are dressed so strangely, and exactly the same? Are you in some sort of gang or something?" Her curiosity could be passed of quickly as childish, but if she knew a bit about either of their histories it would help her in choosing which one to kill and which one to take with her back to her warehouse.

[Raloxmly]

Short laughter broke out soon after the redhead finished his previous statement about the girl’s clothing, immediately guessing that it was his partner. Xelex often warned him that his mouth would cause him trouble one day, but of course the Egocentric Torch never listened. He respected his friend well enough to know that he was concerned, but he just believed that if he did somehow catch himself into a dilemma, he can straighten it out all on his own. Whether it be by force or with a few choice of smart words.

Azure watched as her eyes dart from Xelex to him, obviously a bit apprehensive about not being able to see their faces. He had seen right through her little ‘disguise’ with complete ease, and it had clearly pissed her off tremendously judging by the way she bit her lip.

"I'm not sure what you mean. I just woke up one day with a Nobody, and this was what I was wearing..." Her eyes began to water soon after those words, as if premeditated into thinking that she was just innocent in the whole act. But that’s precisely what it was: an act, and Azure saw right past it. He didn’t want to foil the female’s plans for now, so he remained silent. She drew in a quick breath, as if preventing herself from letting the fake tears fall down her cheek. He had to admit, this young woman was good. Not to mention he had discovered another Nobody. There seemed to be an over-abundance of them these days.

"Why is it you both are dressed so strangely, and exactly the same? Are you in some sort of gang or something?" She was one to talk about being dressed obscurely, but the young Nobody decided to humor her by laughing quietly to himself.

”Well, lass, it just so happens that we are part of a ‘gang’, however, we prefer the term ‘Organization’. You see, like yourself, we are also Nobodies.” It was at that moment that Azure decided to finally lower his hood, revealing to her his true appearance of fiery red hair, and glistening green eyes. ”My name’s Azure, ranked number two in the Reformed Organization. My comrade over there, if he wants to introduce himself, is also a part of this said Organization. And if you think we’re dressed strangely, might you kindly take a look at your own attire lass?

Flashing his infamous cocky grin toward the diminutive girl, eagerly waiting to see how the two of them would respond.

[Xelex]

Xelex listened intently as Daxmilta "explained" herself. He couldn't quite place his finger on it, but there was something off-putting about this girl. She seemed so strange, and the tears that slowly streamed down her face, coupled with attempting innoncence by biting her lip, only made it more obvious. Just what was her reason for being here? Sure, Radiant Garden was a rather important place. But aside from a few paultry shops and an inn, there wasn't much of interest here. In fact, Xelex always found the place too boring for his taste, but the quiet nature of the slow, small town was what drew him here in the first place. Not long after, unfortunately, the peace was invaded by a hot-head and a mysterious young girl.


”Well, lass, it just so happens that we are part of a ‘gang’, however, we prefer the term ‘Organization’. You see, like yourself, we are also Nobodies. My name’s Azure, ranked number two in the Reformed Organization. My comrade over there, if he wants to introduce himself, is also a part of this said Organization. And if you think we’re dressed strangely, might you kindly take a look at your own attire lass?"

Xelex took this as his cue to lower his own hood, revealing his features: spiked, black hair, dark, steel gray eyes, a few asymmetrical scars here and there, and a straight face. Not long after, he spoke up himself.

"Comrade? So we're part of the Red Army now? But anyway, like he said. We're part of a reformed Organization, hence these cloaks. We're what you'd call...'mission partners'," he stated, stressing lightly on those two words, "My name's Xelex. But that isn't all that important, after all, we don't even know your name. So, what is it?"

Xelex never was one to dilly-dally in matters where he was sure there was something off about the person he was with. He wanted to skip the small talk and get straight down to business. The first matter on the list: learning her identity.

[Daxmilta]

They both had faces and names now, for that she was glad. She looked between them fleetingly as she processed the information she now had. They were both in an Organization, they were both Nobodies, they both had the same deadpanned emotion in them, even if the redheaded one had an attitude where the other, Xelex, had none. She decided it was a trait of being a Nobody because she too feels the same if she doesn't change her face and personality to seem innocent to draw in innocent victims.

She passed the back of her hand over her face to wipe away the tears she had forced out of her. It was clear in how they were standing that they did not believe her innocence at all. That itself made her so curious to find out more about them, but she also knew that she could not get any information out of them if she did not spill some herself. She didn't want to give them her name, however, because it was a name that was well known as a wanted person for her sadistic behavior. Mainly in Gaia because that was where her warehouse was located, but she didn't know if these two here as traverse as she was. She sighed. There was really know way for her to know if she did not speak.

"It is truly great to meet the two of you gentlemen. I have not met a fellow Nobody since I came to be, which has been years now." She of course left out the part where she killed the Nobody, but that hardly seemed important at the time. She rubbed her fingers together and curled her hand into a fist and then relaxed her hand. It was a habbit really, to keep the blood flowing. She looked down at her feet for a moment before she looked up at the two of them. "My name is Daxmilta. So...tell me more about this Organization? Are there any openings?" She knew they were smart enough to see that she was interested in joining such a thing. She knew she had a lot more to learn about what she was and she also wanted to see if other Nobodies were like her.

[Raloxmly]

Soon after he had finished his long-winded introduction, his friend lowered his own hood, revealing his face to the girl. "Comrade? So we're part of the Red Army now? But anyway, like he said. We're part of a reformed Organization, hence these cloaks. We're what you'd call...'mission partners’. My name's Xelex. But that isn't all that important, after all, we don't even know your name. So, what is it?"

Azure couldn’t help but let loose another short chuckle escape from his lips. Xelex was always so straightforward and how hard he tried so hard to be comical that he found it amusing. He faced his partner and said to him, ”Aww, only mission partners? I thought we were so much more than that, Xel. Oh well, that doesn’t matter right now.” He turned his attention back toward the newcomer. ”But my friend does have a point. What might a Nobody like you call yourself?"

The girl brought the back of her hand to wipe away the fake tears she forced out earlier, judging by this motion, she caught onto the fact that neither Xelex or himself had believed her innocent act for even a second. It was clear she wanted to know more about the two of them, but that wouldn’t happen without sharing anything about her first. However, what the girl didn’t know, was that even if she did spill more information about herself, she wouldn’t get much from the redhead. It might work on Xelex, since he more open, but compared to him, Azure was an enigma. Very difficult to figure out, and very much self-reserved.

"It is truly great to meet the two of you, gentlemen. I have not met a fellow Nobody since I came to be, which has been years now." He couldn’t quite tell if this was also just a part of her act, or if she was actually serious, so he just chose to go along with her story. However, he could tell she wasn’t giving off every detail. "My name is Daxmilta. So...tell me more about this Organization? Are there any openings?"

Her final statement caught Azure off-guard. No one of the Organization, as far as he knew, was admitted willingly. In fact, no one had much choice in the matter. This girl was obviously planning on something, and if that were true, he was going to have to keep a close eye on her. Even though he was young, it didn’t mean he was naïve, however, he didn’t want her to know he caught onto her trick so easily. Might as well let her have some fun before spoiling it right? ”Well, there isn’t a set number of members of the Organization, in fact, it’s part of our orders to bring in any Nobody and make them a part of the Organization.”

Azure remembered reading a similar case in the formation of the original Organization XIII that it was senior members Xigbar and Xaldin, who were the original II and III, that brought in the member Marluxia, who was number XI. What perfect irony it made that he and Xelex to bring in a member of the reformed Organization, though she wouldn’t be the eleventh member to join.

[Xelex]

As Azure jokingly questioned Xelex's standing with him, he only chuckled. Only Azure could be funny in such a situation.

Xelex quirked an eyebrow at her as she wiped away the fake tears, giving her name as Daxmilta. Peculiar name, definately. Regardless, he was even more taken aback as she questioned any vacancy in the Organization. She seemed to be interested, but it al struck Xelex as a little off. Why would she go from being an actor to wanting to join the Organization? There was some alterior motive, though what that was, Xelex wasn't sure. He would've spoken, but he knew Azure loved the sound of his own voice.

”Well, there isn’t a set number of members of the Organization, in fact, it’s part of our orders to bring in any Nobody and make them a part of the Organization.”

Xelex then took this oppertunity to speak up, "Not to mention you would be the first willing member to join. Everyone else was sort of brought together by our 'Superior', Zexion. Or as he called himself in the note he left me.... 'Sexy Zexy'...Ugh..." Xelex groaned as he remembered that note, and he wasn't all too fond of the guy either. He was way too bookish for his taste, and couldn't really fight. If anyone, Azure or himself would make much better superiors.