Holding Half of my Heart

Two

Picture is Axarhs!

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Eight months later

        Finally, today was the day Xemnas and Saix were going to wake up Sarah-or whatever her new Organization name would be. Everything was ready, her black Organization coat with a short black dress to wear underneath, boots, gloves and anything else she might need. Both men opened the pod and could clearly see just how much she’d changed.

        Saix had no idea how Xemnas had accelerated her growth and changed her physical features so quickly. The long white robe that was too big for her a few months ago, now fit perfectly. She was very thin-almost scrawny, but still physically appealing. Xemnas wasn’t joking when he said he was altering her appearance to look more like him than her mother. Her skin tone had darkened to a healthy tan and her hair was now the same shade of silver as her fathers. Saix could only assume that her eyes had changed to a dark gold color.

        After removing all the tubes and wires, Xemnas spoke, “I’m going to call a meeting with the other Organization members. Bring her to the Meeting Room when she’s ready.” He opened a portal.

        “What’s her name?” Saix asked before Xemnas stepped into the darkness.

        “Axarhs,” he responded and disappeared.

        He stared down at the sleeping girl, “Axarhs,” He mumbled. “How am I supposed to wake you up?” She groaned and twitched. “Can you hear me? Open your eyes.”

        Axarhs. Is that my name? Her eyes fluttered open and saw the blurry image of a man standing over her. Her heart started racing. Who am I? Who is that man? Why am I here? Where am I? She wanted to scream these questions at him, but her body refused to respond. All she could do was stare at the clearing image of the stranger in front of her.

        “Your father did say you would be scared when you woke up-don’t worry I’m not going to hurt you. My name is Saix.”

        My father-what’s going on?    

      Saix picked her up and gently set her down in an overstuffed white armchair. He grabbed a cup with a straw off one of the tables near him and held it out to her, “drink this. It’s water, it’ll help you.” Of course the water held a small drug that would help her regain her speech and body movements.

        Saix noticed her struggling and had to put the straw into her mouth for her. This is so uncomfortable, I’m not meant to be nice, helpful and comforting. He chuckled at the thought of Xemnas taking his place. He’s worse than I am. He pulled the drink away, “feel better-can you speak now?”    

        She opened her mouth, a squeak coming out first before actual words, “what happened to me?”

        Saix had made sure to memorize any and all answers to questions like this. “Before Xemnas had the chance to bring you here and introduce the other members to you, the two of you were attacked. You were burned pretty bad and have been sleeping in here for the past week.” He lied.

         “I don’t understand.”

        “Xemnas is your father. He went to gather the other members of Organization XIII for a meeting. Well, what’s left of Organization XIII that is.” The number had dwindled down to eight in the past few months, not like anyone cared. The only ones left were he and Xemnas of course, Xigbar, Xaldin, Axel, Demyx, Luxord and Roxas. “He’ll explain everything once you shower and get dressed.” Axarhs tried standing, but her legs were like a newborn calf’s and she ended up falling face first onto the hard floor.