Number IX's Last Melody-Chapter 8

As they each appeared in their chairs, they gaped at the young boy before them. Apparently, they had come in in the middle of this process. Xemnas was out of his chair, and held one hand over the blonde boy's head. "You shall be christened Roxas, in light of the name of your other. Number XIII of our Organization, The Key of Destiny. The Keyblade's chosen one..." As he trailed off on this, Demyx, Vexen, Larxene, and Lexaeus's eyes widened simultaneously. "Keyblade?!" Said Vexen in surprise.

"Yeah, I wrangled him in just about an hour ago. Turns out he can't dodge bullets." Said Xigbar. "He can't hit me with two swords either." The newly christened Roxas looked up at Xigbar angrily. "Wow, this is amazing!" Said Demyx. "A Keyblade wielder in our ranks!"

Marluxia spoke up. "It is my opinion that he should be assigned to join my committee in the Castle Oblivion." Vexen looked at him with an irritated expression. "Your committee? I am number four of the Organization! I will decide the legitimacy of you 'committee'!" Then Xemnas objected. "I am number one, however, and it has been decided that Marluxia is in charge of all matters pertaining to the upper levels of our new Castle."

"But I captured him." Said Xigbar. Marluxia snapped back, "Castle Oblivion is under my charge, regardless of rank!" Xigbar shot him a look of pure venom through his single yellow eye. "I am number two of Organization XIII, you are number eleven! And I'm not stationed in your little playhouse anyway, so I suggest you put a cork in it, or I'll cancel you myself!"

Marluxia was beside himself with anger. But before he could further argue, a laser arrow found itself embedded in his chair, right next to his head. He crouched to avoid anymore. Xigbar smirked as he held his gun at Marluxia. "ENOUGH!" Thundered Xemnas, furious. Roxas looked confused and afraid at the violent argument going on around him.

"It will be decided in a vote whether he will accompany Marluxia-" He caught a look from Vexen, then added him in, "And Vexen and Zexion's party." Zexion snapped up from his book at hearing his name. "What?" He said. "Roxas, have a seat. You will vote as well." He said. Xaldin raised a hand, and the chairs rearranged, so that a thirteenth rose from the ground in the space left. Xaldin then snapped, and Roxas teleported into the chair, now in his new black coat.

"By show of hands, how many vote for Roxas's accompanying Marluxia and Vexen?" Marluxia, Larxene, Vexen, Axel, Saix, and Roxas himself raised their hands. "And all opposed?" The hands of Xemnas, Xigbar, Xaldin, Lexaeus, Zexion, Demyx, and Luxord shot into the air. "Then it is decided. Roxas remains here, in The World that Never Was. The meeting is adjourned." He said. The members, one by one, disappeared, some of them staying behind. Demyx vanished, and did not stay.