Children of Organization XIII 8

"Explain the one sitting on my shoulder with blue eyes instead of yellow." Neoma pointed at it.
The Shadow watched Oen. "......Hello there."

 

Oen nearly dropped the bottle in surprise.

 

"Thing is, It's voice sounds female. And familiar." Neoma rubbed the back of her neck.
The Shadow nodded. "I am indeed female. Is there any problem with that?"

 

Oen set the bottle on the table. He walked closer. "...Yeah. That voice does sound familiar."

 

"Not that I should know. The only voice i've heard before hers is yours." Neoma shrugged.
The Shadow watched him then looked at the bottle. "You were going to re-create Neo, weren't you? With memories of her from you and Eriol plus Neoma's body."
"WHAT?!"

 

"...That was my plan." Oen said.

 

"YOU WERE GONNA KILL ME TO BRING YOUR WIFE BACK TO LIFE?!" Neoma shouted.
"It wouldn't of worked." The Shadow cut in.

 

"And why not/" Oen asked, slightly curious.

 

"You would have brought back a shell. An empty body without any life inside apart from the memories." The Shadow smirked.

 

"And what do you propose I do about that, hm?" Oen asked.

 

"Can't you work it out yourself? Whatever happened to the man who saved half the Organisation from attack by themself?" The Shadow asked.
"Then Xeno had a hissy fit after that."
"Or the man who helped kill Eon?"
"Then passed out after finding out Xeno had a girlfriend."

 

Oen thought for a moment. "...I think I know..."

 

"Then tell me then." The Shadow watched him.
Neoma started to think.

 

"It has something... to do with you... am I right?" Oen asked.

 

"You'd need her soul. Which generated into me." The Shadow disappeared before re-appearing by the bottle. "Neoma is the body that faded away. My Heart is combined with you. My memories are in my soul and my soul couldn't leave."

 

Oen's eyes widened. "So, I need you AND Neoma."

 

"Correct." The Shadow replied.
Neoma's eyes widened, taking a step back. "Can't you think of another way to create a body? Without killing me?"

 

Oen sighed. "Is there any other way?" He asked the Shadow.

 

"Unless I have a completely different body which will reject me at some point, no."
Neoma took another step back.

 

Oen looked back and forth at everyone, unsure of what to do.