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In an attempt of suicide, you somehow wound up in a league of cloaked warriors. They called themselves Nobodies, and seemed to have the goal of becoming whole once more. Seeing as you still had a heart, this goal was nothing to you, but the mysterious man your heart longed for was certainly enough to make you want to help them. Supposedly you were the key to their success, but would your own heart lead you to your demise?

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58. Chapter 53

True beauty, at last viewed by your hungry eyes. Swirls of purple and black creating the sky and the ground beneath your feet. About a month had passed since you'd stolen the Keyblade. However, it was most regretful that it had been returned to Sora.

 

"Is this not what you wanted?" you questioned the man before you, holding out the Keyblade. Its power could unlock hearts to complete his creation- his Kingdom Hearts, which would finally make them whole.

 

"The Keyblade...you succeeded. Brilliant. Such pride I would normally possess for such an accomplishment of my apprentice's. However, upon learning that such power was impossible to hold if not by the weapon's chosen wielder, I altered my plans for you. This was why I did not tell you to return with such a blade."

 

In a flash, Xemnas knocked it from your grasp, sending it flying through the air and clattering to the marble floor. "We have no need for a useless weapon. How foolish you were to disobey me."

 

That's what he'd said: how foolish of you to disobey him. The moment that blade had touched the floor, it had evidently returned to its rightful owner. Unspoken shame had overtaken you as each second passed, and how you'd scolded yourself for being so thoughtless. He hadn't told you to retrieve the Keyblade, so why had you?

 

I never said I'd lie and wait forever
If I did, we'd be together now

 

Now, there you stood, positioned at the End of the World, expecting Xemnas to arrive. Such wonderful news had reached your ears, and how incredibly eager you were to tell him. It was just a matter of waiting, which proved to only require small patience, for his entry came soon indeed.

 

Pleased to gaze upon his form, your eyes glittered with the smile you wore upon your face. Your very heart pounded in your chest with anticipation. It was almost certainty that he would be pleased to hear that he would have a true successor; an heir to follow through with his leadership, for it was his son you carried in your womb.

 

"Xemnas!" you called cheerily as he came to a halt approximately a foot away from you. "I have wonderful news. You're going to be a-" Your words were choked by a sudden bubble of blood that was shot into your mouth as the dull end of a weapon was forced through your abdomen.

 

I can't always just forget her
But she could try

 

Staring down in astonishment, your fingers found its shaft, and you gripped it with small and short coughs to relieve yourself of the red liquid flooding your throat. It was your bo staff; your bo had made a tunnel directly through your lower stomach. Your _(color)_ gaze locked onto Xemnas with great question: why had he done this?

 

A small smirk crawled onto his lips as he moved inward, his breath brushing against your lips. Your eyes closed in pain and remembrance of what the two of you had shared. What had you done wrong?

 

"The Organization has no use for such foolishness. You no longer have a purpose, and so we haven't a need for your assistance," he drawled, voice dripping with venom. You gasped slightly before coughing the moment he'd broken free from you. How could he have-? He said he'd loved you!

 

Blood splattered the ground beneath as you cleared your throat from its deadly existence. Collapsing upon your knees, you stared up at him with bewilderment, and for the first time since you could remember, tears clouded your vision. He'd betrayed you; the man you'd loved, your hero, had sentenced you to death...and he didn't care.

 

At the end of the world,
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home

 

"Xemnas," you whimpered, taking short breaths of air as you attempted to regain posture. No matter how hard you tried, the tears kept coming. They were unstoppable, like two rivers breaking free from a dam that had held up for many years. Now the waters were free to flow, leaving weakness in their paths.

 

"Ignorant child. Did you actually believe I could love the likes of you, even if I contained a heart?" He kneeled upon one knee and smiled cruelly, and at last, your eyes were truly unclouded; the nature of this man that the rest of the worlds saw was just now bringing you to realization that this warrior, as intelligent and admirable as you knew him to be, was a murderer. "Your heart...such a vital weakness. It is a pity you misuse it so."

 

"I...love you," you whispered softly, gaining a laugh from him.

 

"And still you are imbecilic enough to have hopes that I might render the same feelings for you. How irrational it was for you to forget that I do not really exist; I am a Nobody. I cannot feel." His image faded from your vision as he returned to those he led. What a shock it was to know this would no longer be your place in the world; you were a loner, and soon you would be nothing.

 

Could I? Should I?
And all the things that you never, ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever, ever


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Light pants escaped a blonde teenager as he scurried through the halls in search of one being. He was looking to give you up; if Xemnas is who made you happy, then that was the path necessary for you to take. However, you were incredibly arduous to find.

 

"Xevia!" called the young man, his voice bathed in worry. You hadn't been spotted all day, not by any of the members. Nevertheless, neither had Xemnas, so it was rather possible you had been out with the leader. As though on cue, the silver-haired man came into view. "Xemnas!"

 

Demyx dashed to catch up with the man, heaving and slouching to catch his breath once he'd accomplished this. Finally gaining enough air to speak, he straightened his spine and addressed The Superior.

 

"Have you seen Xevia?"

 

"Indeed. It is most regrettable, I am afraid, to tell you that she has taken a fall."

 

"What?" roared the water wielder, a sick feeling forming in the pit of his stomach.

 

"The Sadistic Heartbreaker set out to avenge her failure. Since she did not complete her true mission, she attempted to conquer Sora. However, it seems it was the other way around, and she accepted defeat." Panic filled a pair of aqua eyes as he instantly moved into the dark depths. Hallow Bastion...you had to be there. Where else would you know to find Sora?

 

Demyx, having looked everywhere in said world, began to shake with anxiety. Where were you? Xemnas had said you were injured, but why hadn't he shared your location? There was only one way to find out.

 

Returning to the castle, the sitarist entered the computer room, the same place you'd enjoyed your wonderful game with the files of the Organization. "Thanks, Axel," the boy whispered as he pressed the key the firebug had made for you soon after your arrival. The file loaded, and Demyx hastily clicked to pull up the tracker.

 

Your location was...the End of the World? How was this possible, and why? Sora had long since left that world. This knowledge filled Demyx's head with suspicion, but he hastily entered the given position. And just as the computer had said, there you were, gripping your bo staff in preparation to be rid of it.

 

With a strong tug in the opposite direction, it slid from your stomach and was dropped to the ground, coated in your blood. You gasped in pain, the red liquid soaking your cloak from the gaping hole in your abdomen.

 

Giving a startled cry, Demyx rushed to your side, kneeling in the same position you held. This was just in time, for you fell forward and into the young man's arms. He caught you, eyes filled with worry for your safety...no, your very life. Lifting your gaze, you stared at him with a groan before reaching up to touch his cheek.

 

"You're gonna be fine," he whispered, though neither of you believed such a thing. It was an axiom, and there wasn't hope. You had little time.

 

Ever get the feeling that you're never all alone?

 

"Yeah...right," you replied. "We all know that because...well...I've never felt better." This was followed by a coughing laugh that sent crimson fluid trailing down your chin.

 

"Now is not the time for jokes."

 

"Demyx, I never stopped caring for you. You were my best friend, and I am eternally grateful for that." There was a brief moment of silence as said boy frowned with thought.

 

"Friend...is that it?"

 

"I'm sorry I could not give you more."

 

"I love you," he murmured, tears forming in his aqua orbs.

 

"I know you could." Such a reply seemed to throw him into confusion.

 

"Huh?"

 

"Don't be silly," you rasped, indicating the saltwater in his eyes. "You cannot feel pain...love..." Your own optics slowly came to a close, drops clinging to your eyelashes. Demyx choked by a sob and held you close to his body. Your fingers slowly came loose, revealing a silver heart locket, which you had retrieved from the Organization's antagonist with one last visit.

 

And I remember now
At the top of my lungs, in my arms
She dies, she dies

 

Apparently, you had intended to return it. This was the one sign you had offered him- your last moments before he had arrived had been spent clutching to the memories of when Xemnas had pretended to love you; the happiest period of your life.

 

At the end of the world,
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
Could I? Should I?

 

Demyx's eyes grew cold. His loyalty to the Superior was shattered. Everything made sense; Xemnas knew you were dying...because he'd killed you. Demyx stood, setting your body onto the ground gently. He would fight Sora, only this time he would do it for you, and once he obtained his heart, would avenge you. Xemnas did not deserve to live.

 

And all the things that you never, ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home, never coming home
Could I? Should I?

 

His eyes traveled to your face as he realized for the first time you looked as though you were in real tranquility. He sighed and picked you up in his arms. Disappearing into the darkness, he held your cold, stiff form. The two of you reappeared in Hallow Bastion, standing in the one place you had called beautiful: the crystal cavern.

 

And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna catch me

 

He laid you down carefully, as though preventing your wounds from reopening, even though you had passed on. The crystals sent a pale glow upon your face, making you appear as though, by some chance, you were still alive, and only resting.

 

If I fall
If I fall

If I fall...down...

 

Demyx's gaze filled with sorrow. If he had a heart, you would have broken it. The very memory of you was enough to make him vanish into nothingness, and at the same time, it was what kept him alive. It was as Axel had spoken to you; you were his heart.

 

At the end of the world,
Or the last thing I see
You are never coming home, never coming home
Never coming home, never coming home

 

There was so many unspoken tales, so many memories to have experienced. And here you were, in an eternal sleep upon the ground, your hair in a wild mane around your cranium. Beauty had never left you, and never would. Your image would always be there, always be remembered by those that had dreamed of loving you, hoped of mutuality. This was where your light faded- you had been the setting sun, and now your luminosity had vanished for good.

 

And all the things that you never, ever told me
And all the smiles that are ever gonna haunt me
Never coming home, never coming home
Could I? Should I?
And all the wounds that are ever gonna scar me
For all the ghosts that are never gonna...
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[1] Disclaimer: I do not own Ghost Of You by My Chemical Romance.

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