Puppet Master

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Slowly, Xemnas starts to lower towards the ground, finally landing on his feet by Vanitas. He stares down at his lifeless body, a scoff escaping his lips.


"Give it up, Xemnas. Your men are all gone," Riku points out.


"Not even Zexion's here to help," Reno adds.


Xemnas' eyes stay on Vanitas' form, refusing to meet anyone else's gaze.


"That's because he failed his mission. I had him terminated," Xemnas mutters, and you feel another stab at your heart. Just how many more people had to die for this man's twisted fantasy? "Though, they're not all gone. I still have another left to fight for me."


As soon as the last word leaves his mouth a familiar, girlish giggle fills the air around you. Your eyes narrow, wondering just why it sounds so known, but as you try to swivel your head around, you can't. You're frozen to the spot, unable to move. Suddenly, a dark, swirling portal appears in front of you, and out of the darkness walks an Organization member. The hood of her coat is down, revealing long, [opposite h/c] hair and blue eyes that are so dark they're almost black. A smile grows on her face as she stops in front of you, and a wave of nausea washes over you.


"Hello there, [Name]," she greets with a tilt of her head, running a finger down your slightly parted lips. "I've been just dying to met you!"


Your Nobody releases a shrill laugh, and your blood runs cold. Truthfully, you're downright terrified. This girl had been personally trained by Vanitas, and the odds of her having the compassion of Roxas and Axel are slim-to-none.


"Is that..." Riku mutters, watching in horror.


"Two [Name]s?" Zack finishes.


Your Nobody smiles, glancing between the two guys before turning her attention back to you.


"They're not very bright, are they?" she asks in a low whisper. "I wonder why you like them... I mean yeah, they're cute, but..."


She trails off, her eyes landing on the figure on the other side of the platform. You recognize the look flashing on her face; pain.


"He's dead?" she adds, the cocky tone gone from her voice as she continues to stare at Vanitas. Your dry eyes blink, and you realize with a sigh that you're able to move again. "... Damn. I actually liked him, in a twisted, messed up kind of way."


"He told me you were annoying," you speak up, fear ebbing away and replaced by hatred. How dare she control you, dismiss your friends?


Her eyes dart up to you, practically smoldering with anger.


"Did he now?" she repeats, taking a step towards you. "Alright then... What should I say about you? Some pathetic girl from some small town, running around with a group of guys? Causing two Nobodies to turn from their destiny, to suffer a life of banishment?"


Her words hurt like knives. Sometimes the truth can be your worst enemy.


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