Disregard this if you aren't interested in the KH ORganization Somebodies fiction I'm working on (Momentarily called "Before Oblivion").

Please also excuse any grammer or spelling mistakes. It's almost eleven here, and I miss FireFox's instant spell check. :( (I'm using my grandparents' compture, so only IE for me. *has a sad*).

These will be updated with pictures tomorrow, once I get a hold of my gram's scanner.

Mwhahahahah.

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"Before Oblivion" Characters:

Xehanort (aka Ansem):
One of Ansem the Wise's apprentices. He arrived in Radient Garden under mysterious circumstances, and as such, he does not remember any of his past life. Despite this setback, he is extremely smart and curious, quickly catching onto things the other apprentices might miss. He constantly seeks approval from Ansem the Wise, and is only angered when he does not receive the praise he believes he deserves.

After Even discovered the first traces of tangible Darkness, Xehanort quickly becomes obsessed with unraveling the mysteries of it, and starts to lose his mind.

((Everyone who has played through two has seen what changes between Xehanort and Xemnas, so I won't bother you with the physical differences))
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Braig:
The second oldest apprentice under Ansem the Wise. Braig became a student under Ansem's care shortly after Even did. He is loud, a bit rude, and is fascinated with the ideas of space, gravity, and teleportation. Despite his behavior, Braig is one of the most trustworthy people in Radient Garden, and obviously one of the best minds of his time. Unfortunately, due to his drinking, smoking (cigarettes--like a chimney) and other bad habits, Braig has been divorced twice, and is often strapped for cash when his ex-wives demand alimony or child-support (he had a son with his first wife).

Braig is Dilan's oldest cousin on his mother's side.

Braig vs. Xigbar: 
--Braig's eyes are light brown; they change to yellow when he loses his heart.
--Xigbar's hair is much, much longer than Braig's, and the brown streaks between the gray change to black with Xigbar.
--Xigbar's scar (on his left cheek) is from Braig's first attempt to use Darkness as a means of transportation.

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Dilan:
The fourth student to come under the tutelage of King Ansem the Wise. Prior to becoming a scientist, Dilan was in the Royal Guards, but quickly left when he was able. The idea of not being able to think did not sit right with him. Dilan is soft spoken and calculating; however, he has a tendency to underestimate people. This trait often gets him in trouble, especially with the other apprentices. Dilan is always the first to offer help when it is needed, and always the last to leave the laboratory. He is currently studying weather patterns, and is interested to see what (if any) sort of weather exists in the realm of darkness.

Dilan is Braig's cousin, though he usually refuses to admit this fact...especially to his fiancée.

Dilan vs. Xaldin:
--Dilan's eyes are dark blue, almost black in color; Xaldin's are purple (and very pretty.)
--Xaldin, obviously, has long, lovely dred-locks; Dilan's hair is short and curly (though he attempts to straighten it once in a while)
--Xaldin looses the soul patch. :(
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Even:
The first and oldest student under Master Ansem. Even is passionate about his studies, and often tends to lose himself in whatever he happens to be working on. However, he always takes time out of his schedule (no matter how busy or full it is) to spend time with his wife and their two-month old son. Generally speaking, Even gets along well with the other students, though, since he is the oldest, he often finds himself being the voice of reason.

Shortly after discovering the door to darkness, Even's son dies of a weak heart, and the sudden death drives the biogenetic-engineer to the edge of insanity.

Even vs. Vexen:
--Even's eyes are deep brown; they shift to bright green when he becomes Vexen.
--Even's hair is much shorter than Vexen's, and is more of a honey brown than the pale blonde Vexen has.
--Vexen has perfect eyesight; Even is close to blind. Thus the glasses.
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Aeleus:
The third apprentice, joining as Ansem's student after Braig and just before Dilan. Aeleus was raised by a single father in a large family, of which he was the middle child. As such, he was often over-looked, and eventually learned to keep to himself. Despite his large size, Aeleus is a kind soul with a soft spot for children (he and Braig sneak off once in a great while to volunteer at the local child-care center).

Aeleus is perhaps the only apprentice who would rather not delve into the secrets of the heart and of darkness; however, he keeps quiet about this, and eventually ends up following the others into the madness they have created.

Aeleus vs. Lexaeus:
--Lexaeus' hair is longer, more curly, and lighter in color than Aeleus'.
--Under his right eye, Aeleus has a 'beauty' mark (aka a mole) which is not present as Lexaeus.
--Aeleus' left eye is slightly discolored, and is darker than his right. Lexaeus' eyes do not have this feature.
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Ienzo:
The youngest and final student under Ansem the Wise. Ienzo originally came on as a bookkeeper for Ansem, and as an assisstant to the others; shortly afterward, Ansem realized how smart and quick Ienzo's way of thinking was. Being the youngest, Ienzo is often looked down upon by the other students, save for Aeleus, with whom he made quick friends. Not much is known about the boy's past, and he tends to keep to himself unless he is speaking out about his newest idea or hypothesis.

After the first sample of darkness is collected, and the others decide to experiment with it, Ienzo volunteers to have it injected straight into his heart. Only after he awakens again does his entire personality change...

Ienzo vs. Zexion:
--The hair. Zexion's is longer, and slate gray/blue/whatever. Ienzo's is black, though he is going prematurely gray.
--Before being infused with darkness, Ienzo's eyes are brown. They change to dark yellow, and then, when he loses his heart, they become blue. This will be explained in the story.
--Ienzo needs reading glasses, which he wears all of the time. Zexion does not.
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That's it for now. The others will be uploaded/posted as I draw them. XD
I need to go take a shower. @_@

Dilan and Braig came out the best.

"Yeah, yeah. I've got it memorized. Just shut up and eat, eh?" Lae ran a hand through his hair again.
 

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The debt collectors were at his door again. Silently, he motioned toward the stairs. Knowing the drill by now, his wife and twin girls disappeared upstairs while he fixed his tie. There was a knife on the counter; he quickly slipped it, blade pointed down, into the side of his boot. It was cold, even though his socks, and made his ankle stiff as he walked to the door.

After taking a deep breath, the man opened his door. "Ah, welcome. Might I help you?"

"Don't get cheeky with us, Orlud." Both men were large. Large did not cover it. Rather, they were bulky, made of constantly strained skin attempting to keep bludging muscles contained. Even the large, tweed jackets they wore failed to hang off of them in any matter that wasn't considered skin tight. Orlud doubted that any garment in existance would ever fit them properly.

With a sweeping bow, Orlud said in his most poliet tone, "I am not being cheeky, my good sir. I might ask you other questions to prod and poke at your slow wit. That, my friend, would be a cheeky manner. However, since I am a gentleman and a fellow of sport, understanding, and a general decent persona, I will instead invite you both in for tea and a chat, if you would be so kind as to follow me into my home." All of this was said with crisp yet welcoming voice tones, as though he was conducting a simple business meeting, with himself being a large company and the two men being individual, smaller compainies he was ready to devour.

This manner of conducting himself had paid off before, and paid off this night as well. Despite being insulted just a moment before, both debt collectors entered the home, shutting the sturdy door behind them.

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The Royal Guards of the kingdom of Radient Garden stood at attention as the King passed them by. Each saluted, clicked his heels, and stood. This had been drilled into each of their heads since their families had sent them, barely seven years in age, to train in the Guards.

Even now, as the King walked with a large mouse with an overly cheery personality, the Guards did not waver.

It was night time, perhaps too late for a stroll through the royal gardens, but it was not the Royal Guards' place to question this. Nor was it up to the men to wonder where such a strange creature had come from, or why this mouse called King Mickey had come to speak with their own king.

It was not their place to think.

Once the kings had passed, the line of guards relaxed in unison, and returned to what they had been doing before hand. Each turned to face the small holding cell behind them. It was only a box made of stone, with a single window only large enough for a plate of gruel to be slipped through, and a door made of the same sort of stone the walls were.

One of the guards thrust a sword through the window, chuckling as the prisoner inside cried out in pain. The guard in question sliced the sword downward as far as it could go without snapping off, then drew it back. Further glee flooded the man's face as he watched the fresh blood drip from the tip of the metal blade.

From inside of the prison, the prisoner snarled. One pale hand cluched his injured face, the other clawing at the stone door before him. Rage built behind his eyes, building like boiling oil in the depths of his heart.

Isa knew, the moment the door opened--the moment he was taken from this stone hell to be executed, he would kill the guards surrounding him.
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"I am naming your youngest brother as Lord of this land, Lumaria."

Stunned, the oldest son simply stared at his father. "But--" he started, once the feeling had returned to his lips. He quickly regained his compsure, chuckling. He waved his hand in the air. "Father, surely you do not mean that--"

"I do, Lumaria. You are not fit to rule this land, this kingdom, or this castle. You are cruel to anyone not in power..."

The old man's words drifted into a soft buzz as Lumaria lost himself to his own mind. That fool! Who is better to rule than I? I deserve to be king, not that idiot brother of mine...How cursed am I to share the same blood as he? He is stealing what I deserve! Everything had been set--once this fool of a man passes, I was meant to be King! Lord! God!

Damn this old man to Hell and back--This Kingdom will be mine!
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((Okay--about what I just wrote...I've had this idea kicking around in my head for some time. Basically, it's just the backstory behind the Organization. My version, obviously.

Um.

What do you think? Should I continue? Think of this as a first chapter rough draft...or a character introdution, only not really, because the first little section only really dealt with Even and Ienzo...>.> Yeah.))

 

Oh, I have a place to live as well. Yay me.