Saturday, 19 March 2011
04:31:59 PM (GMT)
This is being typed here so that I don't have to type it all out in the
Xaveria entered her cold, dark room. The smell of stale blood staining the air in her
room. Her eyes had adapted to the dark, but if one of the other members of the
Organization were to walk into her room, they'd start tripping over things that were
lying around on the floor, or end up crashing into walls.
She shut the door carefully behind her, and locked it, placing the key in her coat
pocket. She looked around her room. She didn't want it to be like this, not really.
True that she could not forgive some of the members, but this isn't what she wanted.
Atleast... not what half of her wanted...
She walked slowly up to the figurine that was standing in the middle of the room, a
large bloodstained cloth draping over it. She pulled the cloth off, revealing a half
made life like person, made out of all kinds of body parts that she had severed off
of people she saw in different worlds. She clenched her shark teeth together firmly,
and shut her visible eye, angry at herself. It was then that things began to get
A young girl was standing in the corner of Xaveria's room. She had short black hair,
and deep blue eyes. Her face a chalky white, and her body build was weak and thin.
Arieva, Xaveria's Somebody. Ofcoarse, this was Xaveria having hallucinations. Arieva
was taking over Xaveria's mind. All the memories of Annion bullying her, all the
memories of her abusive Father, all the memories of the Insane Asylum where she was
given the Electric Shock Therapy almost everyday..! This was Arieva getting her
revenge. By making Xaveria remember, by making Xaveria turn into more of a psycho
than she usually was. And it worked.
"You almost have all of the parts you need for your 'Art Project', Xaveria... You
just need a few more... why not take them from members of the Organization..? Ones
that have tortured you in the past... ones that have stolen the one you love...?"
Arieva whispered in Xaveria's ear.
Xaveria tried to resist, but it couldn't be helped. Her psychotic grin grew larger by
Xaveria could no longer be stopped. She was under control by her very own insanity.
She took out a roll of paper and began drawing sketches. She drew two eyes, and
started labeling them. One eye was her own eye, the one that had been damaged after
having it sliced with a knife, her 'Broken Eye'. The other... Shexia's eye.
She then brought out a wicker basket that she had made herself. She stuck a sticky
label on it saying 'Demyx'. She would take his head and place it in that basket until
the top of the body of her Artwork was complete. She hung the basket on the left hand
side wall of her room and smiled eerily.
She then looked at one of the arms that was on the body of the art project, and
shoved a nail into it's flesh. She hung a label from the nail that was sticking in
the arm, the label reading 'Xiannon'. She would get Xiannon's arm, and use that for
the second arm.
Last but not least... Xaveria shoved a nail into the right handside wall. She then
got out her weapon, dug the sharp end of the large blade into the palm of her hand,
the blade digging right through the leather of her glove, and the skin and flesh of
her hand. She then started dipping her fingers into the pool of blood that was now in
the palm of her hand. She began writing on the wall above the nail in blood.
Afterwards, she scraped the palm of her hand across the wall, underlining what she
had wrote in blood... what she wrote- 'Lexaeus' Heart'.
"I know they say that you don't have hearts... but I'm sure they don't mean about
your actual organ heart now do they..?!?" Arieva grinned.
Xaveria chuckled in her evil manner and nodded her head, not speaking at all.
"And look at it this way... after this, you'll have Lexaeus' heart, without even
having to tell him about your fee-" Arieva began, but then stopped.
She froze when she saw Xaveria's facial expression. She was now glaring at Arieva.
Fire reflecting in Xaveria's eyes. Suddenly, Arieva disappeared, just as Xaveria
stopped hallucinating. She looked down at her hands. Blood staining her gloves. She
rushed over to a drawer in her room, and brought a large bandage out, wrapping it
around her hand. If anyone asked, she had gotten bitten by one of the Heartless she
was sent to kill.
She turned and looked around at the plan's for the eyes on the wall, the arm on the
figurine, the basket for Demyx's head, and the blood writing on the wall...
She didn't know what to do... She wasn't herself when that all happened. She didn't
want to go as far as this..! She shook her head, and quickly ran over to her bedroom
door, unlocking the door, stepping outside, shutting and locking the door behind her,
and getting as far away as possible.