Children of Organization XIII 8

Oen glared at her. "Regardless of what you think, she was perfect. She was beautiful. I don't care if she couldn't defend herself. I love her and I always will... and I want her back." He warped away.

 

Croma sat on a branch above, watching him. She was holding a ball of water in her hand, giggling.

Neoma stood there, watching the space where Oen had just been. "But you can't...."

 

Oen appeared beside Phenox. "I ran out of--" Before Oen could finish his sentence, Phenox tossed a box towards him. Oen caught it. "Thanks." He warped away.

 

Neoma shrugged before walking off, wandering around the caste.

 

"No I didn't know because I've been locked in a room for the past few months being tested to see if my mental problems were gone, and of course they weren't, but I'm glad no one noticed I was gone... okay actually I'm really upset that no one noticed because it was lonely in that room.." Railee replied looking away again.

 

Oen appeared on his throne, arms crossed.

 

Neoma appeared around the archway, looking at Oen. "I'm gonna tell you once. Neo isn't coming back. She can't. Once someone dies, they die."

 

"Not if I have anything to say about it." Oen growled. He jumped off of his throne. "Even if it kills me, i'm bringing Neo back. I don't care what I have to do." He warped away and appeared in a lab. "I can do this..." Oen mumbled as he grabbed a book off of a shelf.

 

Neoma frowned. "You idiot!" She shouted.

 

"No! No! No!" Oen threw a bottle at the wall, shattering it. "Let's try again..." Oen began mixing things together.

 

Neoma frowned before storming off. Stupid Oen.....

 

"Damn it!" More shattering could be heard.

 

Neoma listened to it all, frowning. And so he goes and breaks everything.

 

Oen stopped. "That's it..." He got another book down and flipped through it.

 

Neoma sat down on the floor, frowning.
Other Heartless were crawling up to her, interested in the new Heartless around.
Neoma watched them.

 

Oen began mixing things together. "Yes... perfect... why didn't I think of this before?"

 

Neoma watched a Shadow climb up her arm.
The Shadow blinked at her before tilting it's head to the side.
Neoma did the same. "Well hello there. A Heartless with Deep Blue eyes."

 

Oen held a bottle of blue liquid in his hands. "Perfect..."

 

Neoma stood up, watching the Shadow that was on her shoulder now.
The Shadow watched her too. "Hello there."
Neoma jumped. "What the hell?!"
"It seems I'm missing someone. Can you help me find them?" The Shadow asked in a very polite voice.
Neoma frowned before warping to Oen. "Hey Oen? Can Shadows TALK?"

 

Oen blinked. "No. I don't think they even have mouths."