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Heart Pangs - The Only Thing (Part 68/70)

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Summary: Lux makes a choice for his freedom.

Contents: Lux just can’t catch a break; but at least he’s kinda headed in the right direction?; vore - a LOT of post-vore, emphasis on mid-digestion belly, many references to digestion

Wordcount: 4,915

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Lux opens his eyes.

The world is... fuzzy. His body is uncomfortable. He has no idea where he is.

He has to blink several times before his eyes adjust to the dim lighting. He's... under his desk?

He tilts his head and feels the skin of his cheek peel away from the seat of his office chair.

Why is he under his desk? Why is he propped up on his office chair? How did he even get here?

He squeezes his eyes shut again, trying to remember, but it all seems just out of reach. The only thing he can concentrate on is how he can't feel his lower body.

He tries to shift. His legs are folded beneath him and the muscles cramp in protest. But as soon as he moves, he feels the painful weight in his belly move with him.

A shock runs through Lux as memories slam back into him.

Bakula. He did it.

He looks down at the swell of his stomach, eyes wide. It's about the size of a normal prey now, much more manageable than before. Hand shaking, he reaches out to touch it.

His fingers press into the skin of his belly and he winces. It's sore and very, very sensitive, but it's definitely soft.

Disconnected flashbacks return to him at lightening speed. The agony of digestion. The strength of Bakula within him. Everyone watching. Lenora eventually coming to lay a soothing hand on his stomach before guiding him back to his office to finish the job.

Lux's memories after that get even harder to decipher. All he can summon to mind is hours of discomfort. Trying to pace, but finding the weight in his stomach unbearable. Trying to sit up or lay down, but being unable to find any position to relieve the constant cramping of digestion. Eventually, he assumes, he must have found some sort of solace in shoving himself under his desk while resting his arms and head on the chair cushion.

He takes a deep breath and attempts to push himself upright. He lets out an involuntary groan as every muscle in his body protests and the soreness of his belly flares up, but he manages it. He leans back against the inside of his desk, panting and carefully massaging his stomach, wondering if his body will ever return to normal.

When he's managed to recover enough, he attempts to crawl out from under his desk. After shoving his chair out of the way, he drags himself forward. It's awful. His arms and legs shake, and at one point, he almost collapses flat on his face. But once again, he manages.

His next step is to stand. He grabs at the edge of the desk and starts pulling himself up. His fingers have difficulty grasping and his legs tremble as he puts weight on them. The extra burden of his gut, throwing him off balance, doesn't help either. With his free hand, he clutches at his stomach, trying to keep himself steady.

By the time he's fully on his feet, he's panting harder than ever. His entire body shakes, his head spins, and his stomach clenches angrily at the disturbance. A bead of sweat drips down his forehead as he swallows back a wave of nausea. Now would be the worst time for his stomach to empty itself.

And it's right at that moment when the door swings open.

"Lux! You're awake!"

"Lenora," he manages to gasp.

She closes the door behind her before crossing the room. She stops right before Lux, sparing a glance at his engorged stomach before meeting his eyes. She reaches out and takes his chin in one hand, then tilts it to the side.

"You look like shit," she announces after a moment of inspection.

Lux lets out a huff. "Feel like it too," he mutters.

It's at that moment that Lux decides he's had enough of standing. He pulls his office chair over and collapses into it. He gets some relief as his stomach now rests perfectly on his lap.

"How long was I out?" Lux asks, still trying to knead out the discomfort in his middle.

"It's been seven hours since the Praeduella."

Lux nearly chokes. "Seven hours?" he repeats and looks down at the size of his stomach. "And this is only as far as I've managed to get?"

Lenora sits down on the edge of his desk and shrugs. "We all knew Bakula would never make it easy on you."

Lux grimaces. "Yeah. Probably should have seen this coming."

A small flicker of amusement crosses Lenora's face. "Regardless. At this point, I think it's safe to say you've won. Bakula is dead. You're free."

This gives Lux pause.

"I'm free," he mutters to himself. The words sound strange even to him.

Lenora watches him, her face a careful mask.

"There is one matter, though," she tells him quietly.

Lux's brows knit together. "What is it?"

"By right, you're now entitled to all of Bakula's possessions," Lenora explains. "Including his position at the Facility."

"I don't want it," Lux answers immediately. "I'm... not even sure if I want to be here at the Facility anymore. I'm... tired."

Lux hopes for an understanding nod from Lenora, but her expression only gains a tinge of pity and sadness.

"Lux, if you don't take over, someone else will," she tells him.

"I don't care," he says, looking down, avoiding Lenora's pitying expression. "As long as it's not me."

Lenora lets out a long sigh. "Yes, but whoever takes over will probably be just as bad, if not worse than Bakula. This place doesn't need someone like that again."

Lux's snorts in disbelief. "There's no one worse than Bakula."

"You know what I'm saying."

Lux forces his gaze back up. "Yes," he admits, "I know. If you're worried about who's going to take over, then I can take Bakula's position and pass it on to you."

To Lux's surprise, she throws back her head and laughs.

"No offense," Lenora says once she's regained composure, "but not only do I probably want the position even less than you, I'm also nowhere near as qualified as you. I'm just a co-worker to most of these preds. There's no respect, no fear. I'd barely have control of the place. You, on the other hand, you just won a fucking Praeduella against Bakula. You'd have everyone here wrapped around your little finger."

Lux's lip curls. "That's not what I want."

"I know, but I think it's what the Facility needs." Lenora pauses. "And besides that, if anyone else took over, they'd probably have it out for you, considering all you've done. Becoming the new Supervisor would be just as much about protecting yourself as it would the Facility."

Lux grits his teeth, knowing she's probably right, yet refusing to give in.

"I still don't want to do it," he mutters stubbornly. "I want... to actually be free. Free of this place. Free of this hunger. Free of this... shame of constantly giving in. I don't want every day to be filled with this just to survive." He digs his fingers into his stomach for emphasis.

Lenora's mouth downturns. "I know," she tells him gently. "I want that for you too. But this place... it's not easy to walk away from. It's not the kind of thing you can turn your back on and never look back. The Facility has its claws deep in you, Lux. It's going to take some time to break free."

"And how exactly is becoming the Supervisor supposed to help me 'break free'?" he snaps, throwing his hands up in frustration. "It'll only pull me in deeper, won't it?"

"Maybe," Lenora agrees, "but becoming your own boss, becoming someone who only answers to themself, comes with its own kind of freedom, doesn't it? You wouldn't be living under someone else's expectations anymore. You'd be stuck here, but you'd have the ability to start working on an exit strategy."

Lux hesitates. His entire career at the Facility, he'd always lived with the looming shadow of Bakula breathing down his neck. There had never been any room for mistakes or hesitations or disloyalty. Any weakness could turn terminal at any moment. The idea of working at the Facility without that constant threat weighing him down, suddenly feels somewhat enticing to Lux.

But then again, he'd still be working at the Facility. The place that had poisoned him since he'd been fresh out of college. The place that had finally pushed him over the edge of a precipice he'd spent years desperately clinging to. The place that embraces every monstrous aspect of himself that he wishes he could bury deep and never see again.

"I'm... not sure," he admits finally.

Lenora sighs and leans back until she's bracing herself on the deck. "I know what you're thinking," she tells him.

And Lux doesn't even have to ask because he knows she probably does.

"Then what should I do?" he asks instead.

Lenora glances away for a moment, looking pensive. "I think this place can only be as bad as the person running it," she says, still distant. "I don't think any changes could happen overnight, and I think you might have to become someone you're not for a time. But I think you're in a very unique position right now, Lux. A once in a lifetime opportunity." Lenora returns her attention to him and their gazes lock. "You finally have the potential to do something with this place that you want."

Lux lets out an unsteady breath. "But is it really something I can do?"

"Right now, I think it's the only thing you can do."

Lux swallows and sinks back in his chair.

She's right. He knows she's right. The kind of freedom he craves is so close, but it's also too good to be true. At least for now. He isn't ready for that kind of life yet. But the kind of freedom Lenora speaks of, it's a burden he's spent the past five years building the strength for. Maybe it's one he can bear the weight of until he's ready for a greater change.

"I'll do it."

Lenora blinks, looking just as shocked as Lux feels at his decision.

She leans forward on the desk so they're face to face. "You know I'll be here for you, right?" she murmurs. "I won't let you stay stuck in this position. I'll help you get out."

Lux nods. "I know," he answers. "That's why I know I can do this. Thank you."

The corner of Lenora's mouth twitches upwards. "Of course, Supervisor Feuerbach," she says "Whatever you need."

Lux rolls his eyes. "Please."

Lenora laughs, then grows serious again. "We'll need to let the rest of the Facility know as soon as possible. Do you want me to spread the word?"

Lux opens his mouth to answer in the affirmative, when suddenly another idea comes to mind.

"Actually I think I know someone else better for the job," he announces.

Lenora raises a brow.

Lux simply smiles.

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Lux is sitting at his desk when his office door opens and two figures enter the room.

"Cecil," Lux says, voice even and indecipherable. He shifts back in his chair, making sure his full belly is on display. For added emphasis, he strokes an idle hand over the swell.

It works.

Cecil's stops dead in the doorway. His gaze goes immediately to Lux's middle and the blood drains from his face.

"L-Lux," he stutters in response.

Lenora appears behind Cecil and shoves him fully into the room before locking them all in.

"That's Supervisor Feuerbach to you now," Lux informs Cecil. It takes all of Lux's self control to hide the glee that saying those words give him.

Cecil tears his attention away from Lux's middle to look him in the eyes. "Supervisor?" he repeats, voice unusually high.

"Of course," Lux agrees. He raises his free hand and beckons Cecil over. "Why don't you come closer?"

Cecil hesitates but Lenora give him an encouraging push forward.

Time drags slowly as Cecil crosses the room to stand right at Lux's desk.

"There's going to be some changes around here, Cecil," Lux tells him. "But first, I have a job for you."

Cecils jaw clenches and unclenches. "What is it?"

"What is it, sir," Lux corrects, words like a whip.

"What is it, sir?" Cecil repeats in a rush.

"I need someone to spread the word of my promotion," Lux explains. "It shouldn't be too difficult. Just tell anyone and everyone in this building who's in charge now. Do you think can handle that?"

Cecil nods. "Of course." Then after a pause he adds, "Sir."

Lux tilts his head. After a moment's consideration, he grasps either arm of his chair and slowly pushes himself to his feet. It's not as bad as he expects. The stiffness has worn off, and the soreness has become far more bearable. He straightens his shoulders as Cecil's eyes once more dart to his middle.

"Are you sure about that?" Lux questions as he slowly begins prowling around his desk. "Because it seems to me that your track record hasn't always been the best." He reaches the other side of the desk, effectively eliminating the only obstacle between Cecil and himself.

"What... what do you mean?" Cecil stutters as he takes an involuntary step back.

Lux takes another step forward. "I mean, your loyalty to me these past weeks has been abysmal. It makes me doubt if I can even trust you with a task as simple as this."

Cecil continues inching backwards. "It was nothing personal, I swear," he blurts. "I was just following orders. My loyalty is to the Facility, to the Supervisor. And that's you now."

Lux advances further, feeling more powerful with each step. "Perhaps," he agrees with a shrug. "But talk is cheap, especially coming from you. Your promises mean nothing to me."

"I promise, Lux— er, Supervisor," Cecil insists even as he continues inching backwards. "Come on, you know me. You trained me yourself. You know what I'm capable of. You know I'm good for it."

Finally, Lux stops holding back.

In one swift movement, he closes the space between him and Cecil. The next moment, Lux has Cecil pinned to the wall. To Lux's pleasure, Cecil lets out a surprised gasp, and what little color remained in his cheeks, quickly dissipates.

"Listen closely, Scarberry," Lux hisses as he entangles his fingers in Cecil's shirt collar. "The problem here is that I know exactly what you're capable of. You're self serving and unpredictable. You're cruel and idiotic. You're exactly the type of person I would never fully trust, which makes you exactly the type of person I would never want working for me."

Lux tugs on Cecil's shirt, forcing the pred's face right in front of his own. As he does so, he leans in closer, close enough so that his full belly presses into Cecil, close enough so that the weight of his gut immobilizes the petrified worker.

"If I was smart," Lux tells Cecil, ever so gently, "I'd take care of you right here and now, save myself the headache for when you inevitably act against me."

Cecil opens his mouth as if to say something, but no words come out.

Lux languishes in the moment.

"However," he continues, barely hiding his pleasure, "after my earlier victory, I'm feeling a little merciful right now. I'm willing to give you a chance— just one— to prove yourself."

Cecil is already nodding in agreement. "Yes, thank you." The words come tumbling from his mouth in a rush. "I won't let you down, I swear."

"I sure hope so," Lux answers. "Because if you ever take one step out of line—" He disentangles a hand from Cecil's collar and snatches up one of Cecil's wrists. "—if you ever make one single move against me—" Slowly, he guides Cecil's hand downward. "— then I'll personally make sure that you're dealt with myself." And Lux forces Cecil's hand to press into the skin of his engorged and very active stomach. He feels a shiver run through Cecil's entire being.

"Am I understood?"

Cecil nods and his fingers stiffen against Lux's middle. "Yes."

Lux raises a brow. "Yes, what?"

Cecil grinds his teeth. "Yes, SIR."

A smile curls its way over Lux's mouth. "Very good."

Then, agonizingly slow, he peels away from Cecil.

"Then go," Lux tells him. "Get out of here. I don't want to see you again until the whole Facility knows who I am."

Cecil doesn't waste any time. He slinks away from Lux and over to the exit as quickly as possible. "Yes, sir," he stammers. "Understood. I'll get on it right away, sir. Thank you." And, without waiting for any response, Cecil tears open the door and disappears through it.

As soon as the door closes behind him, Lux lets his composure drop. Normally, he'd be exhilarated from that encounter, but this time, it had only been exhausting and a little painful.

He looks over and spots Lenora, still standing by the door, watching him with a grin.

"What?" Lux asks.

"I knew you'd be perfect for this job," she tells him. "That and it's nice to finally see Cecil put in his place."

Lux lets out a biting laugh. "Yeah, no arguments there," he agrees before limping back over to his desk for support.

Lenora's expression softens as she watches him. "Why don't you go home for the night?" she asks. "Tomorrow's going to be a long day. There's a lot to take care of."

Lux nods. Curling up in his own bed sounds heavenly right now.

"I think that's probably a good idea," he agrees. Then he settles Lenora with a serious look. "Thank you, again," he tells her. "For everything. I wouldn't have made it here if it wasn't for you."

"No, you wouldn't," Lenora agrees, eyes sparkling. "But of course, you're welcome."

Lux feels a bubble of warmth form in his chest, and for the first time, he thinks he might just be able to handle everything that's in store for him.

"Now go," Lenora urges him. "I'm serious. Get some rest. You deserve it."

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Lux wakes the next morning feeling somehow simultaneously refreshed and worse than ever. When he pushes himself upright, he finds the heaviness of his belly to be greatly annoying. He leans back against the bed frame and runs a light hand over the swell.

After his encounter with Cecil, Lux had purposely slowed digestion to a snail's pace. He had realized that the blatant reminder of his victory gives him an edge of intimidation that he both likes and needs. He hopes that, by keeping Bakula around as long as possible, it might cement the power of his new position within the Facility.

Yes, his stomach had shrunk somewhat during the night, but it's still sizable enough to draw attention. Besides, Lux doesn't want to drag the process out too much. Not only is digesting a pred more than uncomfortable and the extra girth a moderate inconvenience, but preds are built to break down prey when they're as fresh as possible. Leaving a meal in his stomach too long after it's deceased is playing a dangerous game for Lux. One with the potential to make him extremely ill. Plus, if he takes an unreasonable amount of time to digest, it might make him look weak as a pred, and that's the last thing he wants.

So, Lux stretches, yawns, and slides out of bed. He feels odd skipping breakfast, but he does opt for a coffee to-go. An hour later, he's already pulling up to the Facility.

To his chagrin, one of the first things he's greeted by is a group of unfamiliar preds in suits. As soon as they spot him, he can sense their unease as they shoot wary glances at his middle.

"Good morning," says the pred man who appears to be in charge of the group, "are you Lux Feuerbach?"

Lux narrows his eyes, mentally squaring up each of the preds in suits. "I am," he agrees.

The man nods. "We'd like to discuss something with you. In private."

Lux tilts his chin. "My new position?"

The man's lips press into a thin line. "In private," he insists.

Lux sighs and relents. A few minutes later, they're all gathered in one of the few meeting rooms that the Facility houses. Lux leans back in his chair and fold his hands over his stomach, making sure to show off the mark of his victory. The maneuver does not go unnoticed.

It doesn't take much discussion for Lux to figure out that this group of preds is from whatever shady corner of the government owns the Facility. They don't offer up much information about themselves. Lux may be the Supervisor now, but whatever intelligence he's allowed to have stops at the Facility walls. Anything beyond that is above his authorization.

"We heard tell that you challenged Supervisor Bakula to a Praeduella yesterday," the leader of the suits says carefully.

"You heard correct," Lux replies with a subtle caress of his middle.

A muscle in the pred man's neck twitches. "Simeon Bakula was an exemplary Supervisor."

"Obviously not exemplary enough," Lux says. "Otherwise I wouldn't be sitting here right now."

The pred man's restraint is visibly tested at those words. "Lux Feuerbach," he says, voice clipped, "we are aware of your track record, of your behavior these past few weeks—"

"Bakula already cleared me of those charges."

"Yes, but—"

"As winner of the duel, by right, I am granted ownership to any and all of Bakula's possessions."

The pred's fist curls on the table. "You could take anything else of Bakula's that you wish—"

"This is the only thing of Bakula's I wish to take."

A heated silence falls over the room. From the corner of his eye, Lux watches the other suits exchange uneasy glances, but he doesn't dare take his focus off their leader.

Finally, the man eases back.

"If you wish to be the new Supervisor, then there are many things you still need to know," he says.

Lux's gaze is unflinching. "I am ready to learn."

The pred man's nose flares. "Fine," he answers through gritted teeth.

And so Lux spends the next two hours learning every little thing about the Facility and being Supervisor that he ever wanted (or sometimes never wished) to know. There are rules, secrets, and protocols that Lux has never even heard of. The pred man makes it sound like one false move will be the end of Lux's career, but Lux suspects the scare tactics are just another attempt to get him to back down from the Supervisor position.

He hates to admit that it almost works. Several times he finds himself second guessing himself, though he's far too stubborn to show any outward signs of it. The whole time, he is careful to maintain his cool mask of composure, even as his stomach clenches in protest at holding back on its meal. At least, he thinks, he doesn't feel constantly on the brink of starvation anymore.

By the time the suited pred determines they've gone over enough, Lux is already ready to turn in for the day.

"Thank you for your cooperation today, Lux. It was nice meeting you," the pred man says as he grasps Lux's hand in a firm shake. "I look forward to working with you in the near future."

Lux has to hold back a laugh. He highly doubts that. Instead he just smiles and says, "So do I."

Once the suits are seen out, Lux heads to his office for a moment to himself. The usually quiet walk there is suddenly far more tedious and public than ever.

Every hall he walks down, stray workers stop and stare, a few even peer out from their extraction jobs to catch a glimpse. Lux spines prickles with unease, but he forces himself to stand tall, shoulders back and eyes straight ahead. Because he knows what they're all looking at. Him. His stomach. The last of Bakula.

They know what Lux is now, and they know what he's capable of. Every gaze on him is filled with a mix of newfound fear and respect. They all shrink back if Lux gets too close, but they all refuse to run. It sinks in that this is Lux's new reality. He only suffers a moment of discomfort before it settles into something else.

His heart beats wildly in his chest. For once, he's not the one living in fear, worrying about making a mistake. For once, he can walk with full confidence down these halls. It feels almost like... freedom. Definitely not the kind of freedom he had imagined for himself, but perhaps one that he can get used to. At least, for now.

Lenora is already near his office when he arrives. He watches her make a quick note of his still full belly before ignoring it entirely.

"You look like you've already had a day," she says as she follows him into his office.

"That's one way of putting it," Lux answers as he makes a beeline for his desk chair. Gratefully, he sinks into it.

Lenora watches him for a moment. "There's still a lot to do," she murmurs.

"Believe me, I know."

Lenora's brows go up. "So when do you want to get started?"

Lux lets out a long sigh before he looks up to meet her eyes. "I don't see any better time than now."

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The next two days go by in an exhausting blur. Lux oscillates rapidly between parading about the Facility, looking intimidating, and calling individual workers back to his office for a "discussion." Right away he sees a lot of changes that need to happen, but he logs them away for later. The little things can wait. He still needs to figure out how to run the entire Facility on his own.

By the end of his first full day in charge, Lux is already wondering how he's going to keep this pace up. Surely things will settle soon. His only relief is that, by the time he's crawling into bed, his meal from the previous day is finally nearly fully digested. As he falls asleep, he thinks idly how nice it had been not to worry about being hungry for a full day.

The next day, things are just as bad, if not worse. With Lux's appearance back to normal, most of the workers seem to have gotten over their initial fear, or perhaps they've simply grow impatient. They swarm Lux, asking him questions or advice. Half of them want him to supervise a disposal or help with an extraction, the other half almost seem like they're pushing his buttons, trying to find a weak spot in their new leader.

Lux keeps himself quiet and expressionless through it all, but internally he makes note of each interaction and logs away who will likely need to be dealt with at a later date. Surprisingly, or perhaps unsurprisingly, Cecil never makes any official appearances. Lux can only sense him watching from afar, gauging whether or not he's safe yet. Perhaps it's for the best. Lux thinks that Cecil would be the only pred he'd enjoy disposing of. However, he's willing to wait and see if the worker has any value to him yet.

Night falls and Lux's working day comes to a close. He's dead on his feet and his stomach is actually starting to feel empty again. He wants nothing more than to go home and eat something— it doesn't even have to be a prey— then pass out for the night. But he can't do that. Not yet. He made a promise, and the time to uphold that promise has come.

It's late at night when he drives to the familiar neighborhood and parks by the convenience store. The streets are empty as he walks down them, heart racing. He's not sure what to expect as he approaches the front door and raises his fist to knock. A lot had changed for him since last he'd been here, he's sure the same can be said for them.

He knocks and waits.

The door opens and a blessedly familiar face looks up at him.

"Felix!" Benji gasps, taking a step back to let him in.

Lux ducks inside just as Camille darts over from the other room. The two prey stare up at him, wide-eyed with disbelief.

As soon as the door closes behind Lux, he lets out a single, long breath, and with it, every feeling of fear and weakness and exhaustion that he's been carrying these past three days.

"I did it," he announces.

And sinks to his knees.

The two Marottas fall into his arms like it's what they'd been waiting for. Lux buries himself in their scent, their warmth. For the first time in what feels like ages, he is at peace.

He can't say how much times passes before the three of them break apart. Lux settles back on his heels as the Marottas give him space.

"So," Benji starts, taking in every inch of Lux, "what happened?"

Lux looks between him and Camille, not even sure where to start.

"Well," he answers, "I have some news."

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#haha whoops #accidentally made the chapter really long #but also #ahsjsksk heck!!#almost to the end #soft vore #v.ore #post vore #vore writing #heart pangs

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Ch. 8 ☆*~~~*☆

Location: Castle Oblivion

Olix moved through the confusing halls of Castle Oblivion, she really hated all this white against black. Those memories that belonged to Lio were telling her that there was suppose to be color here and it was supposed to be warm and comforting. The young woman coming before the room she was placed in charge of by Xemnas.

It seems that word got back to Xemnas that she was going on her own missions without his permission and could not provide any information to the man about her whereabouts nor what purpose it brought. She knew that Xigbar and Demyx had followed her that, and that one if not both of the men mentioned it to Saix, who of course provided the information to Xemnas.

Yet Olix honestly didn’t mind being placed in charge of the person within the room. She knocked politely, waiting for the call to come in as she opened the door. Her feet leaving the floor just enough to not crush or step on the hundreds of drawings all over the room.

“How are you Namine?” She called to the blonde sitting at the table, sketching today's drawing. it appear to a woman in white and black.

“Hi, Olix.” Namine beamed. “I’m fine how are you?”

“Better.” Olix smiled, as she floated over to the young girl, “What are you drawing today?”

The two seemed to enjoy their time together. The few times that Marluxia or one of the others stepped into the room while Olix was around, Olix found herself standing between them always guarding Namine. Axel had inquired why she was so protective over the other.

“You should know out of everyone,” Olix replied matter of factly.

Olix didn’t often like to be far from Namine considering the way so many had already used the poor girl, something in her constantly made her stay close to the other. Something within her knew that a huge battle was soon to happen, not one to end this ridiculous war, but something that would cause a huge loss for the Organization.

At least she hoped.

“Olix,” Namine called one day, as Olix sat on the opposite side of the table. “Am I a good person?”

Olix blinked that was a question that she was not expecting, “What do you mean?”

“I hurt a lot of people.”

Olix froze for a moment trying to find the right words, “Everyone has someone at least once.”

“Have you?”

Olix nodded softly, “Yes, a lot of people.”

Namine sat down her drawing for today, a familiar white hair youth glancing away, “Can a Nobody become a better person?”

“I believe so, no one is all good nor all bad. As long as you try your hardest to become better it shouldn’t matter. I don’t think you’re a bad person.” Olix explained, it felt like the words spilling from her lips weren’t her own but were someone else. “Do you think I’m bad?”

Namine looked towards the woman sitting across from her, “No, you’re so nice to me. You never ask me to do things like others have.”

Olix smiled as she stood moving over to her, kneeling beside her as she rest a hand on Namine’s head, “We’re a lot alike Namine.”

“How?”

“It wasn’t long ago that I didn’t know anything about myself, I followed everyone else plan. I didn’t know what I was here for.”

“What happened?”

“I found a reason.” Olix smiled, her hand removing from Namine’s head, “You’re so smart and kind, you’ll be amazing.”

“But how will I know? I don’t even know what I am.” Namine cried softly, looking down to her lap, only to find Olix’s gloved hand on her lap, the woman’s other hand lifting her chin, as she wiped away the tears in her eyes.

“You are Namine, you don’t owe anyone an explanation,” Olix replied. “Not me, not Xemnas, no one. I just want you to make me one promise.”

Namine sniffed softly, “Wh...what?”

Olix removed her hand from Namine’s watching the other flinch as if to grab the hand that left her own. Only for Olix to remove her glove, holding out her pinky finger, “Promise me that you’ll never forget who you are, Namine.”

Olix let out a grunt as she felt the young girl slam into her chest, she just had enough time to get herself to a floating pose, as she felt Namine hug her tightly, burying her face within her shoulder. Olix smiled as she wrapped her arms around Namine.

Location: Castle that was never was

Olix was angry, she honestly could never recall being this angry. Marluxia and Larxene had used Namine, they used her to fulfill their own twisted plan. While she herself was stuck in the Castle at Xemnas’s side, and lately he seemed to be becoming even more outrageous with this plan for Kingdom Hearts, seeing that it was, unfortunately, becoming closer to being fulfilled.

She was moving through the halls much faster than normal, something in her was telling her today was going to be abnormal. She knocked twice before opening the door.

“Namine I’m sorry that...Oh goodness, you have a guest.” Olix gasped looking to the new person within the room. She had seen this girl before, it was actually one that Axel had kidnapped, “Are you all right?’

The young girl immediately flinched away, pushing Namine behind her as Olix stepped forward.

“Kairi, Olix won’t hurt us.”

“Kairi?” Olix echoed, as she kept her position away from the two young girls, not wanting to frighten. “You must be the Princess of Light.” She fought to roll her eyes, she wasn’t certain if it was Xemnas or his “Superior” that had preferred these ridiculous nicknames.

“You know me?” Kairi inquired, as Olix nodded softly. “Do you know where Sora and Riku are?”

“The real ones, no I don’t,” Olix replied, before adding. “I’m sorry that you’ve all been dragged into this fight.”

Kairi stepped forward at Namine’s pull, reaching out to take Olix’s hand. Only for Kairi’s eyes to widen as she looked to the taller woman, “You’re not like the others.”

Olix smiled warmly to the redhead, “No, I guess I’m not.”

Namine stepped beside them, “Olix will help us out. She’s amazing.”

Kairi turned to Olix with wide eyes, hope in her eyes, “You will? You’ll help us find, Sora and Riku?”

Olix rested a hand on that red hair, “I will help you the best I can. But first, we need to get out of this room.”

Olix peeked out the room, turning back towards the two young girls behind her holding each other hand a smaller version of her crystal held between the clasped hands, “Both of you keep a hold of that crystal and stay close to me, also keep quiet. I don’t think that we’ll run into anyone but it’s better safe than sorry.”

The woman turned around to start through the castle, only to gasp as she felt a hand within her own, looking down to find Kairi holding it tightly.

“Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me just yet. I still haven’t gotten you out of here.”

Going through the twist and turns of the castle, Olix found that the Castle was surprisingly empty. She could tell from the growing golden heart in the sky that Xemnas was more than likely further up and that Saix wouldn’t be that far away from their leader.

At least she had hoped until she turned the corner, and found the man waiting for her. Quickly pushing back the smaller ones behind her, she felt the familiar tingle of her own phasing, yet it wasn’t of her doing.

“There you are.” Saix hissed, the two never really seen eye to eye, but she could tell that he was starting to mistrust her for quite some time. “Where are they?”

Olix pressed her lips, a soft glare at the man, “You will have to be more specific, I have not seen the others in quite some time.” She moved slowly, each movement was measured, making absolutely certain that Kairi and Namine stayed behind her. “Perhaps one of the others know what you want.”

Saix growled, “You’ve become rather full of yourself have you not.”

“No more than yourself.” Olix hissed, her hand holding the invisible hand of Kairi tugged the two behind her out of a striking range for the other. “Now, excuse me.”

She hardly had time to register the man before her, blocking Saix’s attack aimed for her. The woman reached out before she had realized, taking a hold of the shoulder before her, her other hand firm on Kairi’s as she teleported them away from Saix.

Landing in a flash of light, Olix removed her spell from Kairi and Namine, as she turned to the man before her, he looked fairly similar to Xemnas, but the flash of a real form showed that it was someone much younger. If anyone was good at illusions it was herself.

“Riku!” Kairi gasped running towards the other, embracing him tightly.

“Riku.” Namine echoed softly.

Olix turned to the young blonde finding her becoming more and more transparent, reaching up she found tears falling from her eyes.

“Olix,” Namine smiled, “Please don’t cry, now that Riku’s here everything will be fine.”

“Namine?” Kairi called noticing the other fading. “What’s happening?”

“I’m sorry, but everything will be fine now.” Namine replies before turning to look to Olix beside her. “Please take care of them. I wanted to do good like you.”

Olix knelt as she found herself embracing Namine tightly, “You are so amazing. You make me so proud. This will not be the last time we see each other.” She whispered, only for her hug to tighten as Namine hugged her back. “I promise.”

Namine let out a sob as she clung tighter to Olix, “Thank you.”

Olix tried holding the other tighter, trying to anchor some part of Namine with her, only to let out a cry, as she felt the other disappear. A sniff leaving her as she felt a hand on her shoulder, turning to find Kairi there, tears within her eyes as well, only to gasp as she felt Kairi embrace her.

“I’m sorry,” Kairi whispered in her ear.

Olix wiped her tears before smiling softly, “No, no it wasn’t your fault, Namine knew this would happen.” She called, drying Kairi’s tears before standing, taking Kairi’s hand, “Come, I wasn’t able to teleport us far. We still have to find Sora.”

Riku stepped forward, sharp gold eyes not his own on the woman before him, “Aren’t you on their side?”

Olix shook her head, “No.”

Riku turned to Kairi standing beside the woman, “Are you sure?”

Olix smiled as she stepped towards him, “It took a while for me to figure it out, but I assure you that I am on your side.”

This seemed to assure the other, as they began to follow her through the twist and turns. Only to find themselves surrounded by heartless rather suddenly.

“Riku, can you please provide Kairi a keyblade?” Olix called, her crystal ball floating around her, only to duplicate into four more.

“But I can’t use one.” Kairi protested.

“You’d be surprised as to what powers you hold, little one.”

With the Heartless around them disbursed for the moment, everyone was suddenly shocked to find Sora had appeared. Staying away from the group bonding moment, Olix watched as she saw quite a few flashes go over the other of others she had come across before they settled on the boy before her.

“Who is she!?” Sora barked, his keyblade in hand, only suddenly now realizing that Olix was indeed there.

Olix couldn’t help but smile, “I see where Roxas got that fiery attitude.”

“I’m not Roxas! Why does everyone keep saying that!” Sora growled.

Olix blinked, “Of course you are not, you may share similarities but you and Roxas are as different as day and night.” This seemed to take the other back.

Kairi moved to stand beside Olix taking the woman’s hand moving her over to the others, “Sora, Olix helped us get this far. She’s on our side. She even rescued me.”

Sora looked to the woman across from him, “Really? Well, she does seem like a nice person.”

Olix giggled as she rested her free hand on his head, “We should get going?”

“But I have to find Xemnas.”

This actually took her back, “Why would you need that?”

“I’m going to stop him from creating Kingdom Hearts.” Sora replied rather matter of factly.

Olix stumbled over her words completely unprepared for the bluntness of the other, “Are you certain?”

“Yep.”

Olix turned to Kairi and Riku expecting for the two to maybe attempt to talk their friend out of it but instead found them also determined to assist in any way.

She wanted to talk them out of it but seeing that Xemnas had not only affect herself and the others within the castle, but the man had also uprooted the lives of these children, getting them into a fight that her sister had wish to stop in the first place.

“Well then, shall we get going?”

It was the younger ones that were left speechless this time.

As Olix lead them up to Xemnas she had expected for this to happen. Saix was left and she knew that the others needed all their strength for Xemnas. So when her hand found the hood of Sora outfit and her tossing the young key blade holder out the way of Saix’s barrier along with the others being blown out she didn’t even think twice.

“Wait Olix!” Kairi called hands pressed against the barrier separating them.

“Get going! I’ll handle this.” Olix called eight of her orbs appearing before splinting into hundreds of diamond shards, as she glanced over her shoulder to the three children . “I’ll catch up with you.”

“They won’t get far.” Saix stayed, drawing her attention back to him. “You won’t be able to defeat Xemnas.”

“I won’t need to,” Olix replied dropping into a defensive position, her shards straighten into an attack pose. “They will.”

With words over, their battle began. Saix was fast, but she had expected for him to be. Time after time that claymore smashed through the defensive shards. Only to have more take its place, Olix wasn’t a bruiser by any means, but she was just fast enough to avoid serious damage.

Still, she refused to back down as the weapon again and again narrowly missed her, and in the off chances from time to time actually stuck her. Violet's eyes widen as she heard that howl and Saix transform.

“...berserker…” She muttered weakly, only to find Saix quickly upon her. Barely managing to get a defensive wall up to avoid a straight hit. She knew she needed to end this and now!

Releasing her defense the woman rushes the other, his claymore raised before coming down. Only for Olix to phase at that exact moment, any later and more than just her hair would have been cut off in the attack.

“I’m sorry, Isa,” Olix called.

The man faltered, snapped from his berserker state, “What…”

Olix smiled softly, “You and Lea also got stuck in this mess, I’m sorry.”

Saix only now realized that both of them were completely surrounded by hundreds if not thousands of Olix’s shards. He closed his eyes as he resigned when they snapped open to find that Olix had placed her hand on his looking to him with a sad smile.

“Foolish.” He muttered as the crystals fell. Yet he didn’t feel Olix phase from his grip. Only when the bright light faded from her all-out attack on the both of them stand there battered and bruised, only still standing from shock alone.

“He’s waiting for you too,” Olix muttered to the man, both too weak to even fall forward.

“Why did you stay?”

“Time goes on with or without me, but you have a place.” She explained tears falling from her eyes. “I’ve always been on borrowed time.”

“So you sacrificed yourself for them?”

“And you didn’t?”

They both stayed silent for a moment before Olix giggled.

“You have to get back to him, Isa. He misses you too.” Olix called.

Her only response was the sound of the nobody disappearing. Only now noticing that the both of them were what was keeping the other standing. And with the man to keep her upright, she found herself slamming to the hard ground, unable to catch herself even if she wanted. She laid there body feeling torn apart she wondered if she would fade away the same. She wasn’t a nobody, she didn’t have a somebody to go back to.

She felt her eyes close as resigned herself to an unknown.

We haven’t met, I still need to thank you, hold on for me a little longer, Olix.

Location: Unknown

“...ix, Olix please.”

Olix opened her eyes finding herself without pain. She blinked a few times before noticing the distorted forms before her. Only realizing that they looked that way because there was a glass between herself and whoever it was on the other side.

As the light tinted blue glass rose, she clenched her eyes shut it was much brighter outside.

“Olix?”

Olix opened her eyes finding the young girl before her, watching as blonde faded to red. “Kairi?”

Kairi let out a squeak as Olix stumbled out the tube she was in, only to find a black glove arm had reached out catching the woman before she could stumble any further.

“Careful there.”

Olix followed the long limb up as she stared in confusion before smiling, “Lea.”

The red head man chuckled, “Aren’t you the smart one.”

“Are you both okay?” Olix asked as the other helped her stand up and steady on her feet.

“We should be asking you.”

Olix turned to the voice only to find three more people placed back together. “Ienzo, Dillan, Aeleus, you’re all okay. “

“How are you feeling?” Ienzo inquired.

“I’m fine thanks to you.” She smiled, only to find a look of confusion from everyone.

“We didn’t do anything,” Kairi explained. “Master Yen Sid said you appeared and asked Axel and myself to take you here.”

Olix turned to the red head man, “Still by Axel?”

“Only to a few.”

Olix nodded her understanding, “It must have been Lio then.”

“Lio? Who’s that?”

“The easiest way would be to say that she is my somebody.” Olix attempted checking herself over, nothing appeared out of place, she wasn’t fading or anything dramatic like that, her borrowed time was expired just yet.

“But wouldn’t you have returned to her?”

Olix shook her head, “Explaining her as my somebody is the simplest way to describe it, but in reality, I was never a Nobody. I was created to be my own being, to watch after everything until Lio could return.”

Axel looked towards the woman, “What happens to you when this Lio person shows up.”

“Hopefully all this will be over.”

“Kairi, that was much better!” Olix cheered.

As Xehanort had gone into hiding for the time being, while Sora went after Riku and Mickey to find Aqua, Olix found her best case of action would be to assist Kairi and Axel in handling their Keyblades. Taking over their training for the time being, Kairi wasn’t use to fighting but she showed amazing progress in getting used to a style that fit her. While Axel wasn’t completely use to the new form of his weapon. Yet in the battle ahead they would need everyone’s help.

So when they were suddenly called back to Yen Sid to find that they had two more it was more than welcomed so that the light had just a little more against the darkness.

“Here they are.” Yen Sid called.

Olix watched as two pairs of blue eyes turned to her, recognizing some of the similarities that she had shared with Lio only to find that she wasn’t who they expected.

“I’m Olix, it’s nice to finally meet you Aqua, Ventus.” She attempted to explain, “I am Lio’s um...her fill in until she can come back.”

“Come back?” Aqua inquired the shorter woman. “Is she all right?”

“She is healing.” Olix stayed quickly attempting to calm the other. “But now that your tethers have both returned she will too. I know she’ll be hundreds of times more excited to see both of you than me.”

“You’ve never explained who exactly this Lio is,” Axel stated. “Looks like everyone knows but us.”

Olix blinked large eyes, “I didn’t, I’m sorry considering that you’re all Keyblade Keepers now you should all begin to be aware of your Luminary.”

“Our Luminary, what’s that?” Sora asked

Olix thought for a moment before realizing all eyes were on herself. “Oh I’m sorry, I promise I’m not trying to ignore you, it’s just the last time I said that I was an over-glorified mage I was…”

“Casting spells for a week?” Aqua finished for her.

Olix smiled softly to the other, “Sometimes I slip up with her memories. I know she’ll be happy to see so many of you.”

Ventus stepped forward, “Do you know where she is? Maybe we can go get her.”

“Unfortunately not, when I hid Lio I, in turn, removed her location from my mind so that Xehanort wouldn’t be able to find her.”

“Is there a reason that he would want her?” Riku inquired.

“To active Kingdom Hearts. A Luminary can start the activation if they aren’t strong enough if the right person uses them.” Olix explained, “It was a reason as to why Master Eris attempted to hide her the first time. The more a Luminary has to protect the more powerful they are.”

“So this all-powerful Luminary is just gonna show up and save the day?” Axel replied.

Olix shrugged, “It depends on how strong she has become. She has been fighting for a long time.”

“Will Lio be able to defeat Xehonart?” Riku asked.

“Lio maybe strong enough magically but she’s been asleep for so long. It could take her body years to even catch up, without her tearing herself apart.”

At this Yen Sid’s office lite up brightly as something flew overhead and then crashed just outside rattling the structure and knocking a few things not nailed down off shelves and his desk.

“What was that?!” Sora called crouched over Kairi while Riku huddled over the both of them.

“Only one way to figure out,” Axel growled, his keyblade appearing in hand, along with the others in the room.

Coming outside to find a figure standing from the crash landing. Turning to the group…

#here we have Chap 8 #Almost to the end #kingdom hearts #kingdom hearts fanfiction #aqua kingdom hearts #ventus kingdom hearts #kairi sora riku #namine #organization 13 #kh fanfiction #kh axel #when you walk away you don't hear me say

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