Summary:Watching someone die was never easy. It was harder to watch yourself die. It wasn't the real Zexion Repliku had killed, and Axel realized that too late. Now his plans to overthrow the Organization are shattered as Zexion escapes the fallen Castle Oblivion to report to Xemnas, but will he be able to make it in time? What if Axel gets there first?

Warning! This fanfic contains blood, gore, mentions of death, violence, cursing, dark imagery, betrayal, character death, slight hints of yaoi, and other things that make this rated T. Rating may go up in later chapters.

Disclaimer: I, KradsLover, do not own Kingdom Hearts. If I did I would not be writing fanfics and what I write would have happened.

"Excuse me?" Zexion just stared at Xemnas, unable to believe that his Superior was questioning him like that.

Xemnas just continued to keep his back turned to Zexion. "I'll ask again," he said, his voice hinting nothing, "Why should I believe you, the boy who lied his way to the top, over the words of my second in command, the man I trust more than anything."

Zexion's long fingers curled into fists, the leather groaning as it was stretched. "Because..." he started, trying to find the words, trying to keep himself from screaming.

"Because..?" Xemnas turned around and looked at him, waiting.

"Because, I risked my entire life for you." Zexion started. "I threw away my life for you. I betrayed the one person that was like a father to me, threw away my friends, destroyed my home! For an outsider!" he couldn't keep himself from screaming now. He pulled out the disc in his pocket. "I was nearly killed and I managed to get this for you! This is EVERYTHING that happened in Castle Oblivion!" he threw it on the ground, it was a miracle it hadn't broken.

Xemnas hadn't spoken yet, he was waiting for Zexion's spat to be finished. He eyed the disc though, wondering what exactly was on it. He remember Axel mentioning something about a main computer being wiped clean.

"What was Isa doing when Ienzo was doing everything that was against his morals for Xehanort?" Zexion was glaring up at his Superior. "Sneaking into the castle, nearly jeopardizing everything! Why do you trust him more than me? I did everything you asked and more! Why should we trust you even?" his eyes narrowed. "You came to us, not a memory in your head. You teamed up with Braig the moment he saw you, you were the first to betray everything. You're hiding secrets from all of us! It's not hard to see what goes on in a mind like yours."

Xemnas was tired of hearing Zexion shout, especially when he was so very close to alerting the castle of what he was really planning. He grabbed Zexion by the throat, easily lifting the small male off the ground. "You have a mouth on you," he stated calmly, orange eyes burning a hole into the pale face. He threw Zexion across the room, watching as he hit the wall. "You really shouldn't talk to your Superior like that."

Zexion gasped and coughed, slumped against the floor. His neck had more bruises on it and he was having difficulty breathing. He gasped and cried out in pain when rough fingers grabbed him by his hair.

"Maybe you should learn what loyalty really is," Xemnas said, poison lacing his words. "I trust 7 more than I trust you because I know he does not fight back. He does not accuse me of the same thing I accuse of him. He knows where his place is, it's time you learned yours!"

(-)

Saïx watched as the three Nobodies finally left his room. They had missions and reports that they needed to finish, they couldn't waist their time with him. Saïx made it appear like he barely had any strength left, slumping onto his bed. He nearly laughed when his room was empty. It was amusing how easy it was to fool everyone.

He got up and cracked his neck. Zexion wasn't much of a fighter but he could do some damage when he was backed against the wall. He opened a portal and walked through it, reappearing on the castle level that Xemnas had sealed off for his own personal use. Only Saïx was allowed up here, and Zexion when he was called.

He stopped right outside of Xemnas's personal chambers. He just stared, not moving from the spot. He heard the thud of something hitting the door then the sound of a struggle. The scent of dried ink and darkness wafted up to his nose. Zexion was in there, and it sounded like he had made the Superior rather upset. Saïx couldn't help but smirk as he thought about it. With this, he could get Xemnas even more on his side. Get rid of- Wait. No. He wanted Zexion on his side.

The Superior did not want what was best for the Organization, Saïx knew that much. But he didn't either. But maybe with Zexion on his side, he could obtain the Organization's goal, as well as his own.

He walked up to the door and gently knocked on it. "Superior," he called, as if he didn't hear the screams of pain.

(-)

Axel and Roxas sat along the ledge of the Twilight Town clock tower. The two were enjoy their favorite treat, Sea-salt ice cream.

Axel didn't know if Nobodies had to eat. They didn't really need the nutrients, but they did enjoy the taste and feel of things. It was more for pleasure now that he thought of it. He looked over at Roxas, the blond seemed lost in thought. "What's wrong?" he asked, nibbling the blue icy goodness.

Roxas shook his head. "Nothing." he said in a tone that said he was lying.

"Doesn't sound like nothing," Axel muttered.

"We're friends, right Axel?" Roxas asked, looking over at Axel. His innocent blue eyes were so full of life, that sometimes Axel wondered if Roxas was even a nobody. None of the others looked like that.

"Of course we are," Axel said, wondering what brought this on.

Roxas just looked back down at the city in front of him. He often would turn to look at the mansion that hid in the woods, wondering what secrets it held. There had to be somethign special about it.

But what he really liked was to watch the station plaza, seeing the people go in and out, watching as new faces appeared and old ones left. In the end they all returned to where they came from though, he sometimes wondered if they would too.

Then he wondered where he came from.

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"Naminé..." a deep voice echoed within the empty hallways of an old run down mansion. A man, whose features were completly hidden behind wrapping and dark magic, was staring out a large ornate window, amber eyes gazing at the trees that hid the building from the world.

Naminé was standing at the back of the room, holding her sketch book close to her. Her eyes were directed at the floor, her blond hair covering the rest of her face. "Yes, DiZ?" she asked softly.

DiZ continued to stare out the window. "Is everything set?" he asked.

"Yes," Naminé said, looking up. "The pod is set in the room where no one can get it, I'll begin working on his memories immediatly."

"And the boy?" DiZ asked, finally turning around to look at her.

"He returned to The World That Never Was, if it goes as you say..." Naminé looked away.

"He'll be here shortly then." DiZ said, laughing.

Author's NOtes: It's late and I"m too tired to write much. -.-

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