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Xion spent all of her life in this castle, that much she knew. She also knew that this castle was once a grand building filled with people. These people however, she couldn't remember who they were. She felt as if she had awoken from a very deep and long sleep. One that destroyed her memories of everything she once knew. The only thing she knew for fact was she wielded a unusual weapon and her name was Xion. The only fact she held that would keep her from going too far into the darkness that consumed her mind. She laid in the bed looking up at the white ceiling. A breath escaped her lips and her eyes closed slowly. So quiet, barren, forgotten. Three words that could possibly describe herself. Xion turned her head and opened her eyes to look towards her door. No footsteps echoed down the halls nor did the sound of voices float on the breeze. Silence. It followed her, teased her. It scared her yet comforted her.

Slowly her raven hair lifted from the pillow and her legs swung to land on the tile floor. Laying in bed would not solve the girls answers. Why was she here? Who was she? What was she? What was her purpose? Why was her home so empty? Was she alone or did she have a friend somewhere? She had no answers for these questions and it filled her with fear. Applying her weight to her legs Xion stood up and walked out of her room. The silent castle weighed on her shoulders along with the many unanswered questions that swam and flew around her head. She walked to the round room, or what was left of it, and felt discouraged. The great thrones weren't as grand as they used to be, some of the thrones weren't even there anymore. She walked on to a new room, finding herself in the room that she remembered would be where something was given to her. Tasks? Or maybe jobs? She couldn't recall.

To her left she noticed a couch, she remembered someone always sat there, another female. Everything she recalled was nothing but a blur. Maybe she wasn't meant to remember? That voice in her dreams told her to create a new start and to not be afraid. Xion sat down on the couch, her hands in her lap as she looked down. What now? What was she to do now? Xion never felt so alone and lost in her life. At least... she didn't think she did.

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Castle Oblivion a place that had been the staging grounds for a handful of wars all for the greater glory of a mad dark wizard Zexion lord of illusions and wielder of the Oblivion Ore. Time has a way of wearing down the stagnant and spreading their remains through the universe as if by a strong gale of word of mouth. The former Pumpkin King stretched his tall frame toward the sky above taking in the chilled air around him, the darkness that had spread from each direction to this one point on which a island of dirt made a probably base for the inverted multicolored structure that was the former Imperial Throne per say. The blonde had been here twice before, once with a lost friend Venaster he had figured either settled down or bit into more than he could chew thieving, second for the retrieval of set of ancient books of magic to find nothing, and now his third visit he wished to remember. There was a nostalgic feeling to the place now so empty, so dead to the outer worlds it stood as little more than a skeleton. a historical relic to ponder on, or tell stories of to scare children to keep them good by parental standards. Yima's opened his blue eyes wide t take in the structure before inviting himself into the foyer for a good perhaps final look at the contents though laid bare after a year of thieves and former minions had time to nibble any meat from the bone.

Lifting both arms over his shoulders the young man pressed forward slowly creaking the great doors open wide intending the motion slow; he enjoyed the sound that old doors like this made from time to time... it reminded him of a home he once had. As he stepped inside the white linen shaded hallway still kept to a mirror gloss finish by some benevolent benefactor or a new current resident Yima thought to himself brushing at his long sleeve shirt just above his stomach straightening the wrinkles. There was no design just a black shirt with tan ankle high pants; he kept the rest of his equipment at home not feeling to much a need for the items here. As he walked bare feet to the floor feeling the unheated floor under his toes and smoothness of the walls on his hands as he passed; this was a place of history now and he intended to see what he could for his leisure for once. Who would think this would be what ended up happening he thought beginning to whistle himself a tune warm and low as if to remember times both high in spirit and low in morale.

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A grand pale structure that glistened in the endless night of the world. Zexion walking around the corridors of the Castle whom he used to stay with a few other of his allies. He did not enjoy this idle time of sitting around however he needed to find the other organization members. Ever since he found himself again with a "being" even though he is still a nobody he returned from the void of nothingness. Still there is no difference to him that he felt. His oblivion was nothing more than a feeling of falling to sleep. Though he did remember how he died. Axel and the Replica of the keyblade user Riku. He was more confused as to why Axel would do such a thing, but now is not the time to be thinking about it. He had "smelt" someone, no...Someone and nothing. He recognized one smell however he could not be sure to who it was it just seemed nostalgic to him. The other one smelt of a very strong light. He slowly moved through the halls flipping his hood up hiding himself in it as he walked the darkened halls of Castle Oblivion. He got closer finally starting to hear whistling it strange tune that was the strong source of light he smelt the other smell the more nostalgic one was not to far away it was closed to a room where he and the other members hung around during the down time when the superior did not call upon them for missions. Zexion slowly crept around the corner seeing the door opened he looked inside to see. What!? This cloak belongs to an organization member. Zexion opened the door as he slowly walked in. Who was it though? They were not too tall shorter than him. Could it have been Roxas? Wasn't he the nobody of the keyblader Sora? Did that mean that Roxas is the only one left of the organization members?

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Xions eyes were closed, her memory searching frantically for something, anything. Was there really no one else around? No one that would know her or what she was to do? Was she to figure all this out on her own? Where would she even start? All these questions went mute as soon as the sound of music echoed down the hallways. Her eyes opened and her head lifted as she simply listened to the tune bounce along the hallway. After some time she heard footsteps as well, and then the sound of a door opening. Someone was with her, near her. Someone was here. Xion stood up and spun around to face the owner of the voice that followed the opening of the door. He was like her, the cloak told Xion that. He was quite a bit taller then her though. Was he her boss? He must be no one else was around.

No that wasn't true. The whistling continued. There was one other person here at least. Who was this man? Did he have all the answers? Xion felt a odd sense of nostalgia coming from him. She knew him. Instincts told the girl to walk to the man, though she knew nothing of him. He was an ally, they wore the same cloak he must of been. Her own footsteps clicked against the floor causing sound waves to bounce around to the walls before fading again to silence. She stopped three feet before the tight male and kept her gaze down. For some reason she felt as though her eyes should not ever meet his. She wanted to speak but no words came to her mind, nothing would part her lips. She simply stood there before the mysterious stranger, silent as the castle she awoke in. The only sound that was heard was the strange tune coming from the hallway. "..."

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The Watcher could only let his mind wander as he wandered the halls of Castle Oblivion. He was lost, possessed by a need to wander and learn what he could. This place, it needed an answer for him before he left. He needed to know why he was here, or if not that, then what was this place and its purpose. No one could give him an answer, he had encountered no one but mindless creatures who he then either destroyed or enslaved. He craved, sentient life. Not those empty Dusks, or heartless black creatures. Watcher did not even have a name to be called, only this title he knew. The Nobody was starting to wonder if he would ever meet bump into someone here. However, he just continued to wander the halls.

It has not even been a day.

Watcher stepped by another room and popped his head inside, " Hello? Is anyone there? " He whispered. Nope, no one. It was then he heard noises, but not the usual sounds of the creatures that attacked, this was doors, and a voice. A new sound, a welcome one. The Watcher quickly traced to the noise, it was not far away. Below, he watched at two people in black cloaks and hid himself away. Like him? Maybe, he did not know, but no need to rush into anything. He watched them, but made sure to stay out of sight. He thought it may be a good time for introductions, but maybe he should wait. Bleh, He thought, I hate being indecisive.

Eyes glowing an eerie blue he spoke, but he was not the source of his voice. He let it be in the opposite direction, on the floor the other two were on. " Hi there. I hope I do not intrude on anything. " If they do spot him let it be, but always better to be safe then sorry. A motto he adapted a few hours ago.

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A mind weary drifts along a hallway both dank with scented dark and muddled intents blurry apart from a certain individual traveling merrily. Had anything of interest passed him by he would almost assuredly been one to notice though as of yet there was a silence he long desired keep from worlds at war or proclamations implore he simply wish a vacation away from these messes. Stresses did come to bear but there is no time for that here, just time to find conversation amidst strangers stranger than may hap first intended. To find them was indeed first not last and so with ears wide and mind unaware the former pumpkin king did tarry himself down narrow, wide, and tall halls be white as snow or smooth as glass whistling of morning and gentle rest.

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"Are you...."

The cloaked nobody stood there standing with his hood up looking at the other hooded figure still unsure of who they where. There where only two members who where shorter than him unless they had recruited more after his fall in to oblivion. Still there were an absence of nobodies in this castle. The halls where darkened and lifeless. The grounds ruined and wrecked. Even the rooms they stayed fell in to dilapidation.

"Are you Roxas?"

Roxas one of the newer members who he trained early on when he first was around. One who seemed to be the light with in the group of dark beings and a special nobody. One who used a keyblade. Then Zexion smelt someone new. The halls became echoed with his voice calling out a greeting. The halls slightly livened up as the sent that was filled with light grew closer. Zexion still cautious of who it was kept himself ready just in case something were to happen.

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The whistling continued, getting louder as the source got closer. As if that wasn't enough on her mind, a fellow whatever she was had asked if she was Roxas. For some reason that name sounded familiar to her but Xion could not pinpoint who that was. She simply shook her head and then looked towards the location a random voice came from. A greeting? Was the whistler there already? Or perhaps there was more then one person. The male before her was unmoved by the voice, or atleast it seemed he was. Xion on the other hand wasn't so calm. Who had spoken? Xion looked up at the male so that her face could be seen by only him. Once they made eye contact her gaze moved back down as she awaited to be told what to do. For some reason this felt right. He knew what she was meant for. He knew her. He had to have.

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Watcher smiled, laughing silently to himself. The taller one did not seem to react, which was alright, but the shorter one looked at the wall where he placed the sound. The two reactions he categorized. Still, it was good to be able to see different people react. However, this was not the time to be watching, he needed interaction, physical will come after sonic. His eye's glowed again and there was a snapping noise, like someone snapping there finger.

" Generally, you give your name also. I gave mine, it was polite. " The glow ended when the sound ended and he turned around, resting on his back and shoving his hands in his pockets. His voice now sounded directly behind Xion, " Now, again. My name is The Watcher, and you are? "

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The sounds of people talking began to reach Yima Qwin's ears bring thoughts to his avid mind though the largest sounding was what where they and why were they here this castle should have been long abandoned even to hobos. If nobodies were reassembling then this would be where they would come given the realm known as The World That Never Was had been taken by his former apprentice though that was a suspicion that came from knowing Xemnas in his younger days it was far more likely someone was here to rekindle old memories. This castle was a place of history after all and with a skip and hope single each the blonde youth made his way toward the chamber containing the sounds. As soon as he would arrive he would kick in the door and sit down to take in all that he saw as long as there was a proper facility for doing so.

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"Xion...."

Zexion stayed ignoring the newcomer it was more rude to interrupt people who were already having a conversation. Add on the fact he was still more worried about the other scent that was moving around. He was close still getting closer till a loud bang sounded off as he walked in and plopped on the ground. This barefoot man was the source of the scent of light. Zexion was not surrounded by people. Both he and Xion the only members in organization XIII around and Zexion was worried about their situation. Most people of the light did not enjoy the denizens of nothingness. He slowly moved towards Xion just in case they needed a quick get away. He wanted to protect the Junior member of the organization. He felt his Illusions may help buy them time but he needed to get in and out quickly.

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A snap echoed through the room catching Xion off guard. Her senses were alert and she was unsure of what was going on. She kept her gaze towards the male before her. He was calm, or at least he appeared to be. If he was calm then so should she. And she would have stayed that way if that same voice hadn't sounded directly behind her. Xion jumped and spun around seeing no one there. "..." She looked to her left then her right only to turn back to face the male when he mentioned her name. So he did know her. They were the same. Full of relief Xion relaxed for a second before the doors were kicked open and another male revealed himself. Was he the source of the whistling? Well it was over now so he had to be. This time the tall male reacted. He moved closer to her. Xion remained silent and stood by the tall male that wore the same outfit as her. He was her only source to finding out more about herself and what it was she and he were. Maybe he couldn even answer the most important question at the time. What on earth was going on?

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The Watcher jumped lightly and spun around as this new guy kicked down the door. This guy was not in a black cloak, and did not seem to have any affiliation with them judging by his entrance, and their... defensive reaction. The Watcher guessed this may be a good time to introduce himself fully. He needed to think this through though, and he did not. He grabbed the ledge and lefted himself over it, landing gracefully as his overcoat blew outwards from his fall. He stood up straight and brushed off his blue suit, looking around as he seemed to have landed between the new guy and the other two. He bumped the heels of his shoes together once and spoke, his voice revealing who he was at least to the ones who had already heard it.

" Well, now this is starting to be a party! " He said with a chipper attitude, smiling all the way. Hands in his pockets, heels clicking together.

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"Don't feel endangered on my account former lord of this land, I have many reasons to trap your essence in a vial, but I imagine since you disappeared last you have grown weaker on this material plane", Yima said calmly crossing his arms with his eyes closed smiling a little to himself. There wasn't really any other chance like this one, he could goat him further but the actions he was taking were unlike the over the top ego he displayed in Yima's youth. There was a possibility that this Zexion was a rebirth, a fake, or a toy of its master whomever or whatever it was which gave the former pumpkin king a idea. "I have come to your palace quite a few times in my youth but never when you were here to receive me despite the precious tea I brought and now I would like to ask for a tour of the place atop my pumpkin freckles if you would though it need not be at this moment we are just all getting acquainted", the tall blonde said as he got up rising above eye level for the two nobodies still not seeing the fourth member of the room obviously to enthralled b what lay before him. He did not approach fearing he may startle them instead releasing his requiem as to allow through an invisible vital light encase they decided to portal way; he was not loosing this opportunity.

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Zexion was befuddled by the the tall man who scent was that of light worlds. How was he the owner when the only steward he knew of was Marluxia.

"What are you talking about. Wasn't Marluxia the real steward of this Castle? He even he was taken down by the keyblade master. What are you talking about?"

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Xion tapped the substance that surrounded them and sighed looking up at Zexion. He was still calm and unphased by them now being trapped in a dome like cage. And that wasn't even the worst of their problems. The source of the voice that was giving Xion chills finally revealed himself. Course that comforted the nobody rather than scared her. She put her attention towards the male and Zexion as they spoke. Marluxia was the owner of the castle? Obviously Marluxia wasn't one of the people in the room currently. Shaking her head Xion hold onto Zexions cloak knowing that with him by her she would be ok.

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The Watcher leaned up against the wall and just watched, this did seem interesting and the tall cloaked one and the newcomer were very focused on one another. However, the shorter one seemed to be much more... someone he could observe and be amused by. She was different than the other and that intrigued him. However, this name being shot about. Marluxia... was completely unknown to him. He should start his research as soon as he could, he was behind and he needed to know what was going on as soon as possible.

Eyes glowing an eerie blue, but very faintly, Watcher spoke to Xion, whispering into her ear from a distance, " I personally, would not be between these two. Stick to the walls like me, I would hate to see you harmed. "

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"If you asking questions like that you must only have recently recomposed yourself my dear trickster", Yima said with a sense of admonishment over the situation. He added that name drop just encase there would be a reaction feigned as it would if it existed but there was a chance that if recomposed it would be like booting up a computer from a hard disk he would have nothing he had before without special help. The magic int he worlds had shifted with time and what he had once done would likely now be impossible for the illusionist. "If you are unfamiliar with your pasts then it maybe for the best that you simply never find out for your own sake", the former pumpkin king added his face drawn back in a ponderous focus. "Who is your friend here or acquaintance given your lack of a heart to feel though reminiscent the feeling may spike from time to time", he asked curious never having seen this girl in person before.

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Xion listened to the intricate sentences created by the tall male that spoke with Zexion. It was like he was talking in riddles, causing her head to spin and her brain to hurt. Confusion was a state Xion as all too familiar with. Thankfully, Xions expressions were hidden behind her hood. Apparantly, from what she gathered, the tall man knew Zexion but it seemed Zexion did not know him. She cast her sapphire eyes on the the male of light. Her confusion was also opening a gate of curiousity. Just what all did this man know, was it possible that he knew about her as well? Xion tilted her head and crossed her arms over her chest. This was something to ponder for sure, especially the fact that he was able to cast spells that trapped them. Unable to portal, what spell could have been learned or taught to allow such power? Did they possess it as well? "..." These thoughts were interrupted by a voice making its way to her ear. Xion turned her attention to the man that had startled her in the first place. He was... warning her? Not wanting her to get involved in the conversation the two men were having and to stay by the wall, like him. Did he think her stupid? Why would she move away from Zexion, the only one she knew, and move closer to him the very man that pushed his voice to different areas of the room and caused her to feel uncertainty? Xion merely took another step closer to Zexion as she faced the other male. She did not trust him, how could she? She just met him and his first impression wasn't a good one.

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