Zexion stood holding the bundle of pure golden hair. He arrived. Marluxia didn't look like he had a concern in the world, either that or he was doing really good at hiding it. Larxene had her trademark you-better-have-a-damn-good-reason-for-being-here look. Axel, Lexaeus, and Vexen also stood in the current room. He had his back facing them and frankly he didn't want to risk turning around to see what they were up to.

"This is terrible indeed. He is coming." Vexen stated. Larxene turned her glare from Zexion to stare at the dull-headed man behind him.

"Why thank you, Captain Obvious." she clapped her hands together in false appreciation, and shook her head. "We never would've guessed." Larxene exclaimed in her high pitched, sarcastically, dramatic, voice. Zexion let out a silent breath of relief, and amusement. He was thankful that the attention was taken off of him for the moment. He was never really the social type. Behind him Axel rolled his eyes, and turned the focus back to Vexen.

"So, do we have target information, Vexen?" he questioned before Vexen could snap back at Larxene. Vexen snapped out of his trace, and looked up, and into Axel's demanding, emerald, eyes. He straitened his composure before opening his mouth to answer the question.

"Why, yes. Namine's sudden disappearance has nothing to do with the dark wizard. At least not yet. She was taken by three witches known as the Trix. I do not know as of yet if they are associated with him." Vexen spoke clearly not missing a single detail in his shortened speech.

"What is our next plan of action then?" Axel quizzed uncertainly.

"That I am uncertain of that as of yet." Vexen answered somewhat disappointed. His eyes flickered towards the white eeriness beside his figure. Larxene on the other hand, threw her hands up into the air in pure aggravation, and impatience.

"Great, then what are we all here for?" Larxene muttered angrily putting extra emphasis on the word what. She put her hands on her hips in a commanding yet pouty type position.

"To discuss it of course, Larxene." Marluxia replied unemotionally. It was the only thing he had said before returning to his standard position.

"Has Baltor taken any course of action recently." Axel asked again getting less interested as the day went on.

"Not recently, it makes me wonder if the witches are working for him in an indirect way." Vexen answered concern written all over his features.

Stella chose this exact moment to make an appearance. She didn't awaken as of yet, but she did yawn, and mumble a few unintelligible words. Zexion let out a huff of aggravation, and annoyance. His arms grew heavy by the second. The entire room's attention had been pointed straight back at him. Well, you couldn't really put it that way. They were all watching her, but somehow being her 'caretaker' the eyes were all pointed in his direction.

Larxene rolled her eyes. "What do you mean by indirect?" she interrogated. She moved her impatient arms from her slim hips, to a folded position across her chest.

Vexen eyes darkened considerably. He hated having to explain things to people who were to self absorbed in their own world to even know anything. Especially when they most likely wouldn't listen anyways. In his book, Larxene fit perfectly in that category.

"The witches do not seem to need Namine or the power to control the girl. But-"

"Wait a sec! Namine has power over the girl?" Marluxia exclaimed urgently. His facial appearance didn't seem to notice the attention he was getting. But he didn't try to push it away either.

How do we not know this!" Larxene added. Her eyes cast murderously at Vexen causing everyone to look away in milliseconds.

"Let me finish!" Vexen growled successfully gaining attention. "But, they are planning a course of attack."

"Oh, of course, you brought us here so you could blabber on forever before you could actually tell us why we where here? Am I Right?" Larxene played the role of innocent. She stared at Vexen demanding him to tell her that she was right.

"Whatever, lets go." Zexion commanded. This time he resisted the flow of stares headed his way. Instead he moved towards the bed in the corner to set his sleeping beauty to rest. She would need it. For she knew she was important to them. But she did not know how much their lives depended on it.

Zexion regretted leaving through that portal with the others. That strange unknown feeling always came to him when that girl wasn't around. The closest signs of the feeling resulted in one called love. Even if Zexion did have a heart to love he would never have the time nor the patience.

Still even as the girl was an important asset he still couldn't believe how much she lightened up the system of war. She acted as though it was but a small piece of cake. Then again she was in the dark on a lot of things. The immense power that she was constantly unaware of that was raidiating off of her body. The foretold deaths of the rebellious organization members . . .

Zexion walked out into the garden of the so called 'Alfea fairy school' he always thought fairies were just a child's tale just to get them to go to sleep. He would have never known they existed if the daughter of light had never shown up.

This place looked like nothing fairies would ever want to see in its current state. The sky was pitch black with a full red sun. The trees and flowers were completely wilted. The entire area was deserted and had an eerie feeling to it. The rest of the members were just as confused as he. There was no sound not until the wizard would decide to make his appearance. Zexion walked up to the rest of the members who were deciding what they were to do next.

"Well Vexen you seem to be the smart one of the group. Tell us, what now?" Larxene seemed pissed after all this waiting and they finally got there and she couldn't kick anybody's ass.

"Well according to my records, the wizard had taken over the magical dimension and is currently residing in a place called cloud tower. There he currently is planing how to kill Sora and the Winx Club." Vexen spoke exasperated. However he should have known that the conversation was far from over.

"The Winx Club? What kind of sickish thing is that?" Larxene scowled.

"Apparently they are a group of fighting fairies from Alfea. They went missing shortly after Stella came to Castle Oblivion." Now when he talked of the group of fighting fairies it caused various chuckles to erupt from the group. Snorting from Axel. But what fascinated him was the fact that their disappearance happened shorty after Stella's. Could this have been related some how? Of course Vexen being a scientist and all simply had to figure it out. It was his nature.

"Ugh! So not only do we have to stop this ugly wannabe wizard from destroying our plan to take over the organization. But we also have to save a group of pixies who can hardly defend themselves." Larxene was filled to the top with complaints today. It seemed as though she would never shut up.

"They have fairy powers that they call 'Enchantix' to fight. We'll have to split up to find them." Nobody really moved when Vexen finished. He suspected they couldn't decide which mission sucked more.

Larxene of course, broke the unbearable silence. "Well I for one, am going on the mission to find and beat up the wizard and the heartless. It is much more entertaining than saving little fairy butts."

Zexion watched as people started taking sides and before he knew it he was with Axel going to find the rest of the fairies. Everyone else witch consisted of Larxene, Marluxia, and Vexen were going to cloud tower to find and defeat Baltor.

"Where are we headed to Vex?" Axel asked.

Vexen turned red faced and pointed and accusing finger at Axel "Don't call me that! You're headed deep within the specialist boy school of red fountain."

Axel smiled devilishly. "Thanks Vixen!" before Vexen could protest he watched Axel sprint down the path away from him. This didn't stop him from yelling anyways. "IT'S VEXEN NOT VIXEN!" Zexion left to follow after Axel but not before he heard Vexen mumble. "I'm not a reindeer."

The two groups split off headed for their foretold deaths hoping they could cheat out of them.

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