Breezy: "Gasp-ith! It's…COULD IT BE? A new story! Well anyway, it is a new story. Thankfully it's got an easy plot line, which means less work for m- I mean, easier understanding for you! Organization XIII does not belong to me, therefore I have no right to it! Oh, and i-pod's aren't mine either. I do own one, though. In case you couldn't tell, it's all from Roxas' point of view. Also, there may be an OC or two later… but I'm getting ahead of myself! GO! READ! "


Welcome to Camp Leafwood

"We must think of our next vacation spot for this year." Announced Xemnas, The Superior of the Organization XIII.

"How about the camp we went to last year?" Suggested number XII, Larxene. " After all, it is a thunder-storm prone area."

"With that lake behind it…" Muttered our number nine, Demyx.

"Absolutely not;" Snarled Sïax. "My skin has not returned to its original state of color."

"Wuss." Muttered Axel.

"Alright, then. All who approve this suggestion, raise your hand." Said Xemnas.

And the matter was settled as about eight people, including me, raised their hand.

"The matter is then settled. We shall leave in a week."

Axel, Demyx, Larxene, Marluxia, and I all let out a 'Yes!' earning us stares from the older members. Vexen scratched his chin and muttered something about testing the specimen living in the forest. Zexion simply mumbled, "Whatever." And shrugged. Xigbar, most likely thinking about the beach minutes from the camp, looked as if he'd struck a lifetime supply of gold. Sïax, on the other hand, looked stricken, which was fine by me.

From what Axel told me about it, I'd thought that the camp ruled, but seeing as I rank the lowest, people don't think my ideas are worth anything. I just think they're creative.

"Of course, only pack what's truly needed. That means only important things." Corrected Xemnas, edging towards Xigbar on the last part. Apparently on the vacation before I arrived, Xigbar had packed a whole keg of gunpowder, which Axel just so happened to find.

Those poor, poor townspeople.

For the rest of the meeting, all I heard was Xemnas' drooling over kingdom hearts this and that while I wondered what I would do when I got there.


About a week later, most of the organization stood in the front lobby, waiting for Xigbar to bring out the bus we rarely used. We'd decided after a 'few' complaints to drive there, Xigbar insisting that we should take a low-tech way.

"Roxas!" Shouted a voice behind me. I turned, seeing Demyx running over.

"What?" I asked.

Demyx, for once wasn't wearing the uniform, and instead was wearing blue shorts, a white shirt, and sandals, carrying a blue suitcase with a sea turtle on it. "Do you know how long we'll be driving?"

"Uhh… 7 ½ hours, I think."

Demyx groaned. "What am I going to do for that long?"

"I dunno…read a book or something."

"I get car sick."

"Then play your sitar."

"Sïax threatened to kill me if he hears one note out of it."

"Play speed with Luxord."

"I'd lose."

"Listen to your i-pod?"

"Dead battery."

"Demyx, it's really not my problem. Go find something to do." Demyx walked off, pouting while deep in thought.

"Hey Roxas." Said another voice behind me. I turned, to find Axel wearing not the uniform, but instead a pair of black jeans and a red shirt.

"Hey, what are you going to do for the seven ½ hours?"

Axel opened his mouth to reply, but he and I both rushed our hands to our ears when the loud sound of a screeching megaphone cut the conversation of everyone.

"Everyone to their respective places, we leave in five minutes!" Screeched Xemnas through his megaphone. Thus, everyone stood by rank for the bus. Then, the gate opened to reveal a battered, old, green bus; better known in the organization as the Xigbar mobile.

"You're not serious…" and "He's got to be kidding..." Went through the line as we all realized a fatal and lethal point of information:

Xigbar was driving.

It was then that all h- broke lose.


Breezy: "Xiggy driving…what a scary thought."

Demyx: "The guy doesn't even have a license."

Breezy: "Sorta like my cousin…"

Demyx: "How are you still alive then?"

Breezy: "The police. Please review for this story! Tell me what you think."

Demyx: "Yup, just leave a comment!"

Breezy: "Until then, see you!"