Connected to the Chain - Pt VIWith Sora still in the back of her head (courtesy of the shadow tentacle she tied to his shadow), Xanarian kept herself glued to Marluxia and company, hoping, waiting for something to bring that smug look off of the Nobody's face. Her investigation into the reason behind Sora's appearance started to evolve into a vengeful mission to bring Marluxia down once and for all. She didn't care. If she was lucky, it would all be the same thing by the time it was over.
Vexen was serious as he fought Sora, and Xanarian bit her lip. Vexen was no pushover, and as one of the original members of the Organization, she was fully aware of his power and his cold, calculating style. In fact, Sora had a bit of a hard time, but managed to defeat Vexen. Well, that wasn't quite right. Vexen was done with his assessment of Sora, and decided to let him move forward.
"I was delving deep into your memory as we fought, and here Look what I found," the chilly scientist smiled as he held up a strange card. The
Connected to the Chain - Pt VIt was like a confused, random dream, watching four people at once. In fact, because of the level of concentration following four different presences, she might as well have been asleep. She was floating inside the shadows, keeping tabs on her leads, her eyes unfocused as she maintained her coma-like state. Umbra and Sable orbited her with alarming speed, acting as a defense system.
Sora was doing what Sora did best: plowing ahead, looking for Riku so they could rescue Naminé together. She sighed with every mention of the promise he made to her and thought of Kairi. The three Nobodies were traveling, and somehow managed to gather in Naminé's room. With all three of them present, she snapped off two threads, holding on to Axel. That should be sufficient, she nodded to herself. Her consciousness, now that she wasn't so strained, returned slowly, the scimitars revolving at a slower pace. This was the expected third meeting with "Riku," but he was nowhere to be
Connected to the Chain - Pt IVNaminé's room was much like the other rooms in Castle Oblivion, stark white walls, floors, and furniture. The only thing that did not make Xanarian shiver in discomfort and long for her dark room was the floor littered with drawings. Naminé was busy drawing, and didn't realize Xanarian had emerged from the room's slight shadow. She knocked on the wall.
Naminé jumped out of her skin, hastily hiding her drawing, which caused Xanarian to raise an eyebrow. "Xanarian??"
"Do you know anyone else who knocks??" she smiled. Naminé gave a hesitant smile back. "What are you drawing?"
"Oh, nothing in particular," Naminé said.
"Oh," Xanarian nodded. "Well, can I see it?"
"No!" she said hastily before calming down. "No, it's not done yet " she watched Xanarian walk up to her and bit her lip.
"What's going on, Naminé?"
"I don't know what you're talking about "
"Don't lie to me," Xanarian sighed. "Sora's here. He's losing his memories and you're planting yoursel
Connected to the Chain - Pt IIIXanarian had spent the last few worlds observing Sora while traveling in his shadow, and was amazed at just how prone to instinct he was. Sometimes I feel he's no better than a Heartless. She liked that about him. He seldom thought with his head, which led to incredible, impractical, and probably avoidable (for those who used sense) adventures for him and his traveling companions. For her, who lived with Nobodies who always used logical means to settle problems, seeing a heart in action (one not consumed in darkness) was a refreshing change of pace, and Sora, who seemed "full of heart" as the saying went, was the perfect person to study. It was a good thing, too, since during her travels with him, she still couldn't figure out who led him to Castle Oblivion in the first place. Other than Axel, no other organization member had approached him yet.
"Yes, yes just run right into danger," Xanarian chuckled as Sora dashed forward leaving his friends behind.
They were in Wonderla
Connected to the Chain - Pt II"It's Cloud."
Xanarian hadn't been paying attention. She floated in the shadow, feeling herself surrounded by Sora's presence. She was looking at the point of light in the darkness, wondering what it was when she noticed the voice. "What?" she peeked out and saw the man in question.
The man was fierce looking, with a tattered red cloak that covered half of his face and a strange golden glove that resembled a claw. She could tell he was strong, and it had nothing to do with the grossly oversized sword he lugged around. There was a large shadow surrounding him, not like the shadow a normal person could see, but the amount of darkness inside him was overwhelming. "To think he hasn't become a heartless yet " she thought to herself. "I have to find out more. His heart would make an excellent addition," she smiled immediately thinking of her Kingdom Hearts. As Cloud walked by, she quietly snuck from Sora to Cloud, forgetting for the moment her espionage mission.
"Strange," she said to h
Connected to the Chain - Pt I
X A N A R I A N Those letters seemed to float above her head, and she just watched in wonder.
"Xanarian," Xemnas said. "It's a beautiful name." He focused his gaze on the girl, and gave her his signature smile. With a gloved hand, he took her chin and lifted it. "You shall be the dark lure whose control of heartless will make us whole again. I expect great things from you, my dear. "
I'm to create a Kingdom Hearts she thought to herself in disbelief.
Xemnas noticed her drifting in thought. "Are you afraid?"
"I can't feel fear," she said with a smile. "I know that now."
He smiled. "Good girl."
She didn't know why she was thinking about that time. In fact, it was really the earliest memory she had ever had of her existence. She reveled in it anyway, if Nobodies could revel. She always did have a strong sense of emotion though she knew she had no heart. Her master Xemnas always said it was her determination to regain her heart that gave her that sense. She took it as
Xanarian's Introduction (KH OC)Name: Xanarian
Real Name: Arianna
Affiliation: New Organization (founder)
Weapon: Twin scimitars named Umbra and Sable
Abilities: Can control heartless of all types, create and hide in shadow, travels in darkness through shadows without need of doorway, can possess people by infiltrating their shadow
Title: The Dark Lure
Personality: Loyal. Only remembers two emotions: Love and Hate
Backstory: Arianna was a young soldier in the world of Braiela when the heartless attacked. Seeing the one she loved, a magus named Zael, die in front of her enraged her so much that her will destroyed 5 heartless before the rest, and the darkness consumed her. Her consciousness ran through the darkness lost and afraid until she found a glowing oval. Figuring it to be a door, she ran to it. She found herself in a white room, mirrors surrounding her. She looked at herself in shock as her icy green eyes had turned pu