"Triskix!" I heard Lexian yell.
I looked at him placidly. My mind was taking in scenes that I had seen but had been kept from. I saw sceenes of death and pain. I was unable to do anything as I watch Marluxia die infront of me. Where had this come from? Was....could it me my memories?
"Triskix," Lexian said again. He was trying to rearage me so that I was off the floor.
"Lexian.....who....who killed Marluxia?......" I asked.
"What?" Lexian asked.
"Who killed Marluxia? I saw his death just now.....who killed him?" I asked feeling the tension in my own voice.
"Triskix....he's been dead for a while...." Lexian answered.
"Then....that was a memory...." I said looking at him, "How many years has it been? If you are Lexian then you would know...."
"It's been ten years...." he answered.
"Where....was I?" I asked.
"Only you know," was his answer, "That bit was only a fragment of memory...all of the original Organization are dead..."
"Dead?.....Axel....Roxas....Xemnas.....everyone? Dead....." I asked.
Lexian didn't reply.....
I curled up for a moment and didn't move. Lexian didn't seem too pushy for me to move. Every image was burned into my skull. Suddenly a heartless moved about on the floor. I sent a flame and burned it into ash.
"We need to find your other memories," Lexian fianlly said.
"Ya...." I said quietly, "fine...."
