The Organization: EleausThe Organization Before- Eleaus:LexeausMore Like This
Eleaus was a pretty strong kid. Not just physically, but emotionally. I would think it took a lot of strength to go through what he had at such a young age. His parents had both been killed in a car crash when he was only four, so he moved in with his Grandma Ellie. She was like any other Grandma, strict, but loving. But at the same time, she was unlike any other Grandma. She took care of Eleaus like she took care of her son.
Grandma! Im home! yelled an eight-year-old Eleaus from the front hall. He stepped into his grandmas room and found her sitting in her favorite rocking chair. She had a photo album in her lap and her chubby fingers stroked the pages. Eleaus crept under her arm and looked at the pages. There were photographs of a man and a woman hugging eachother over a bridge. The man was about 66 and he was mostly bald save for the sides, which were dark brown and graying. The woman was no taller than 52
The Chill of the Night ch. 2 For the 13 residents in the Castle that Never Was, it was 2 in the morning. All of the Organization was sound asleep in bed, even Saiix, who was known for staying up to gaze at the soft glow emanating from Kingdom Hearts- except for one.More Like This
Zexion put the finishing touches on a medium-sized cake. This was a huge step for the Cloaked Schemer, as usually on anyone's birthday he would be nowhere to be found. On top of that, Zexion and Vexen had a mutual agreement that the Chilly Academic shouldn't expect anything near a present on any of his birthdays. After all, he wasn't the type to care that much over a simple day of the year. Vexen didn't seem to show much interest in presents, either; he never complained, or really said anything, when the day came and went without notice. It was just another day as usual, unlike Zexion's birthday, where he would be dragged unwillingly out of his room and forced to 'celebrate' with party games and forced to eat cake. Most of the p
The Chill of the Night-part 1Vexen sat in his room, alone. It was almost the end of the day, a couple more minutes and Saix would be giving Lights Out for the night. He could hear the laughter of numbers VIII and XIII in the distance as they joked about their day, the reports of III and II about their day, and IX trying frantically to keep up with the notes on Gutair Hero.More Like This
He walked over to the far corner of the room and looked at the winding steps of stairs that descended into his laboratory. He started to walk down the first stair, but decided against it. Earlier Demyx had found it funny to randomly mix his concoctions, and the wafting stench of the triggered explosion still had not left the lab. A shame too, as he was so close to figuring out the frequency of a human heart...
Nonetheless, Number IV was too tired to work anymore today, and he retreated into his bed.Another long, hard day for the Organization..Vexen had had to deal with a number of Heartless threats on Agrabah, in particular a family of giant san