A/N: Had to write this. Lol. Story: Saix had a problem. A very big problem. “Hey, neophyte. Do you mind getting me some coffee?” “Number Seven. As Number Three, I demand that you go out and fetch me some chickens.” “Number Seven. Go and help Zexion reach some books in the library. Someone hid his stepladder again.” (“Wasn’t me!”) “GO AND DO ALL THAT KINGDOM HEARTS CURSED THINGS YOURSELF!” As Number Seven of the Organization, a single rank away from being on the original six, Saix had been bossed around in his first neophyte days. Of course, Xigbar was all so courteous to continue calling him neophyte. Xigbar paid the price, but that’s an entirely different story. If you’re wondering on what this story is about, then I’ll tell you straight and forward. It’s how Saix rose to become the Second-in-Command of the Organization. And it all started with an entirely peaceful and dark day in The World That Never Was... ..::*::.. THUNK. “Number Six, your stepladder. Number Two was kind enough to hide it in the tallest closet of the tallest tower.” “My thanks, Number Seven. Now, can you stand there and carry the books that I remove?” Saix —extremely disgruntled that he had just been sent halfway across the castle to fetch a stepladder, and now was playing butler for some midget— stood there patiently as Zexion climbed the stepladder, picking out what looked like the heaviest and largest volumes in the entire library. As Number Seven of the Organization VII (back when they only had seven members, as its name suggest), he was entitled to listen to the orders of all the higher-ups. Of course, that meant every single other member in the Organization. Glancing around the library to keep himself occupied, Saix examined the other three members that sat on different chairs and in difference positions. There was Xaldin, who was currently occupied with a large cookbook. Vexen, who was reading some sort of science magazine, and Lexaeus, who was for some weird reason, reading some sort of manga book. VRRRRRRRM. Glancing up, the Berserker saw it was simply the Superior of the Organization; Xemnas. What was he doing? Usually he was off lounging in his office, doing Kingdom Hearts knows what. “Members, I’m leaving for a quick mission,” the extremely tanned man announced in his suppose-to-be impressive voice. Personally, Saix thought it sounded like some old grandfather who was trying to sound like he was young. AKA, something horrible that would maim his sharp hearing if he listened to long to it. “Xaldin, you’re in charge while I’m gone. Keep the stove off, make sure not the waste electricity (Xigbar was so kind to leave all the lights on the last time he was left alone), don’t touch the chainsaw, or the blowtorch, or the flame-thrower, or—” “We know, Xemnas,” Xaldin said, cutting Xemnas off from his usual “don’t do this” speech. “You’ve told us all the other times you’ve left and let one of us try being in charge.” Xemnas blinked, and said the final thing that the members needed to be warned of. “And keep and eye on Xigbar.” With that, the silver-haired man left in a whirl of black smoke and purple tendrils of darkness. A very flashy disappearance for an old man like Xemnas. While the other members simply brushed Xemnas’s leaving off, Saix was slightly curious on where Xemnas constantly vanished off to. According to Saix’s internal map (yes, he had spent several long hours memorising the mapping of the worlds and tracking his comrades as they visited them), Xemnas had teleported to Radiant Gardens. What business did the man do there? “Am I excused?” he asked as Zexion climbed down the stepladder. The midget simply waved his hand, already taking his massive stack of books to a chair set into the Emo Corner of Dewm! Saix opened a portal and stepped into it without another word to his cohorts. Tracking Xemnas was not a problem. He simply had to follow the line of mauled/ maimed/ dying/ Saix didn’t want to know what happened to them, Heartless. The trail went through some corridors, into a broken down study of a sort, through a large computer room, down some stairs, and into a large cleared area that looked upon the Heartless creating machine. What was Xemnas’s doing there? Saix’s questions were answered when Xemnas stopped before the cleared space. Standing there with his hood up and his trench coat swaying in some unseen wind, he was the very figure of “evil gone old”. Saix almost snorted at the idea, but almost gasped what happened next. The floor opened up with some unseen technology. OMG. Xemnas actually uses TECHNOLOGY! Quickly following Xemnas, Saix made sure to stay several feet behind the sauntering black garbed figure. Xemnas walked with some weird strut, kicking out his legs every now and then. Old fashioned strut, Saix thought. Does he EVER use anything in the current style? He watched as Xemnas stood before a door and unlocked it with a simple key. I’ll take that as a no. Running after his leader, Saix stopped outside the door as it shut before him. But not before letting him seem Xemnas sit on a throne, with some sort of black design running away from it. Interesting design. Argh! The cursed Organization insignia of d00m! It’s written everywhere!!! Saix reeled away from the door, cursing as his eyes bled from seeing too much of the Organization’s symbol. Seriously guys. It’s printed everywhere! Feel sorry for the poor Nobodies who have to stare at it every single day! “Hello, my friend.” Saix stopped staggering around, returning to his kneeling position outside of the door. Pressing his ear against it, he smirked as he heard some extremely juicy blackmail. “It has been a long time since I last saw you. How has the weather been?” The only thing living in there is, Xemnas. Wait. Let me rephrase that. The only thing that lives in whichever way something can live is, Xemnas. Does that mean the Superior of the supposed powerful order of Nobodies talks to an inanimate object? “Good? Oh, and I see you have been polishing your armor. Your Keyblade is in better condition. Can I touch it?” Keheheheheheh, blackmail and a one way ticket to power, Saix thought, sitting down and taking out a tape recorder. Xemnas —refreshed from his little “chat” with his friend— went back to the castle in high spirits. He expected a peaceful Organization, reading, or doing whatever they did. What he did NOT expect, was to find half of the castle on fire, towers sticking out the wrong way because a certain Nobody had used his power over space to twist it, and a smug Saix sitting in his favorite office chair, smoking a cigarette. Where had Number Seven gotten that?! Well, he certainly didn’t smoke much, due to the fact he kept on hacking up ashes and smoke. “The Organization needs an official Second-in-Command,” Saix said, blowing out smoke. He examined Xemnas’s shocked face, and reclined farther back into the chair he sat in, placing his boots on the desk. “And I know just the person.” “Zexion?” Xemnas squeaked. He hated on how he fell into this state of shock. Number Two had burned down half of the castle —with HIS private Sake storage— and now was currently drunk, running around stealing everyone’s left shoe, reversing water pipes, and basically causing havoc. Then the neophyte was suddenly in HIS FAVORITE chair, smoking XIGBAR’S brand of cigarettes, and acting like he owned the place. Saix smirked, and he accidentally breathed in while doing so. A pile of ash found its way onto the black carpet. “Me.” “YOU?!” Xemnas screeched, his eyes almost bugging out of his head. “You’re the neophyte! You just barely joined! It would be a joke to give YOU the job!” He hated the way Saix smirked. “Then a certain Nobody will hear that you have been talking to inanimate objects,” Number Seven replied. Reaching into his coat pocket, he pulled out a tape recorder, and turned it on. “Oh, your Keyblade is so shiny today. Can I touch it? Oh, how smooth it feels! Have you been sanding it? Oh, how wonderful your armor looks today!” Xemnas blushed instantly, and he swiped for the tape recorder. He —ever so conveniently and because the author wants him to— tripped and fell flat on his face. “Do you agree?” Saix inquired a little too sweetly, kneeling down. “Mmph. Fine.” Saix smirked once again and left. “It’s been good business, sir.” "What?!!!!!" Xigbar screamed once he heard the news. Zexion shrugged. "Xemnas said that Saix is the new Second-in-Command. We have to deal with it." "Agreed," Xaldin said with a nod. "Although not exactly a wise choice..." Xemnas opened his mouth to say something, but something was detected on his range of vision. Glancing to the side, he saw Saix take out a tape recorder. Gulping, Xemnas fell silent. The Organization couldn't be that bad. He would just have to make sure that Saix never got a chance to get into the position of power. And that's how Saix became Second-in-Command, and why he died before Xemnas. The end! :3 A/N: Junk, junk, and randon junk. Sorry, I seriously killed Saix's personality. But the blackmail thing is more posisble then Saix just become trusted and all. Xemnas doesn't seem to be the trusting type of guy, yknow? Other fanfics I wrote: http://www.kh-vids.net/showthread.php?t=18072 The link is a long fanfic. Yup, the giving link to other stuff I wrote is called, "Shameless self-promotion." Deal with it. =3
You liked my fanfic? *shocked* I wanna read your other two, but my dad's making me go to bed. I guess I'll have to wait until tomorrow.
Yeah he's short, unlike me. I'm 5 foot something and only eleven years old. anyway, keep typing, got it? THAT'S AN ORDER!! XD
T'was cute! XD I saw the title, and I was all, "Oh, now this is something I just HAVE to read! XD" I happen to be doing a fac about blackmail, as well...~ <<>>
