Day 1

Today I entered Organization XIII (13).  They told me my that my name was Xelia.  I am number XV.  The man that told me this is called Xemnas, or superior.  He's number I.  His hair is a dull shade of gray, but he does not look old in the face. I tried not to speak.  I was pretty much afraid of my own voice.  When he explained that I was to be put on a mission in a few days, I squeaked a "thank you" and left.  My bedroom was the third door down in the hallway, I was told.  I accidently opened the second door, recieving a right shock at what was inside the door.

Two men, wearing robes similar to mine, were cuddling and kissing each other.  One of them had pink hair, and the other had blonde hair.  My eyes grew wide as I witnessed the scene.  The men snapped their heads toward me and started to get up off of the white bedspread.  They were angry, I could tell.  My mind told me to run, and so I did.  As I ran out of the room, I heard the clatter of metal and I suddenly felt very cold.  I was almost freezing, even though I was content just moments ago.  It felt very odd.

I flung open the third door and collapsed on the bed, panting heavily.

"Oh gosh!  Oh my gosh!" I breathed, slithering under the covers in attempt to hide myself.

The men didn't come and find me, but I heard them in the next room.  After a couple minutes of hiding, I imerged from under the sheets.  That's when I realized that I was missing something.  My heart should have been beating, but it was not.

"W-what the hell?!" I exclaimed, grasping my chest tightly.  Something was wrong with me.  Maybe Superior could help me.

"Xemnas!" I called, bursting into the gray room.

"What is it, number XV?" He sighed.

"My heart isn't beating!" I yelled furiously.

The other people who dressed in the same black cloaks as I threw their heads back and laughed.

"WE DON'T HAVE HEARTS!" they chuckled.

An expression of confusion planted itself firmly across my face.

"I-I don't understand." I stuttered nervously.

Xemans laid a hand on my shoulder.  "That is the reason we're here.  To regain our hearts.  You are here with us because you have one thing in common with all us, darling.  We don't have hearts." he said calmly.

Xemnas turned his tall body towards me a little more, and grabbed my chin so I would look at him straight in the eye.  I fought to look away, but I couldn't.  Xemnas's eyes were a yellow-orange, which was strange.  I didn't know that people could have eyes of such a color.  I stopped thinking about his eyes for a moment and narrowed my eyes in a glare.  An unease was spreading about me, making me feel like their was absolutely nothing inside of me, no brain, no blood, no structure.  It was a curious sensation. 

He removed his hand from my chin, jerking his hand away so that my head snapped to the side.  I rubbed my face where he had touched me, feeling spreading back into my body slowly.

"But more about that tomorrow.  Get some rest, XV." Xemnas stated sharply, his words cold and acidic.

Atleast that bastard let go of me, I thought as Xemnas shuffled away.  And why the hell did he call me "darling"?  I am most certainly not his "darling".

"Ugh..." I muttered as my heavy feet caried me back to the third door in the hallway.  I would have cried, but I didn't, because I found that I could not cry.  Luckily, sleep took me into her welcoming arms and gave me a dreamless night.