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@tatarian-memory​ | Young Isa!

{ ☽ } Strange things had been happening a lot more lately. First those creatures -- the Unversed -- had started appearing everywhere in Radiant Garden. Life at the orphanage had gotten quite chaotic quite fast. Isa knew that castle had a lot, if not everything to do with it, and himself and his friend had been all too determined to get inside, find proof, so the adults would listen to them, but fate had other things in store for them. Or at least, him.

Something happened when those Unversed had attacked next, knocking Isa out, the blunet vanishing soon after. When he reappeared once more, not only was he in an entirely different place, but it seemed to be a different world as well. Perhaps even a different time? He landed not too far outside the Castle That Never Was, a few Dusks starting to surround the defenseless, unconscious boy. 

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Starter Call! / @empty-freeshooter

 { ☽ } Isa had been doing all he could upon being saved, to avoid being in the same room with the current residents of Yen Sid's tower. He'd busy himself with missions, or if he had one that didn't take too long, he'd spend more time in the world he'd been sent to, exploring it. He'd also been training in magic recently, rather than using his Claymore all the time, which had been going rather well. Heavy amounts of anxiety and guilt riddled him around the others, knowing or at least feeling like he still wasn't even trusted among them, and really, he didn't blame them. He still had the tracker, the X-shaped scar in between his eyes. It was unfortunately permanent, but... despite all that, he did want to help the light, even if he felt like sometimes, he just didn't belong there either.

Today had been a mission day that hadn't particularly taken too long, so he'd spent some time wandering about. He didn't get to explore too many worlds during his time as a Nobody, so he genuinely liked doing it now as well. He still wore the coat of the Organization so it made him stand out a little, but then, so did his blue hair. He'd cut it since then though, and his eyes were back to their normal shade of green as well, all signs of Xehanort gone from him. He ignored the - mostly wary - stares he occasionally got as he walked along, curiosity in his gaze.

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{ ☽ } It hadn't been too terribly long since Isa had been saved from Xehanort's grasp. For the most part, he'd been hiding in his room, or seen with Lea. He hadn't expected to be welcome with open arms, but he had him, and he was what he needed, at least right now.

Unfortunately, that particular day, he'd been dragged off to help the Radiant Garden restoration project. It wasn't exactly on his top list of things to do. In fact, he never planned on setting foot in this place ever again. It brought back too many memories, and very few of them were good. He had helped for a little while, but after a while, he'd decided he'd just needed a break, to be away from all the happy, smiling faces of the people who were helping. He just... needed to be by himself.

He found himself simply wandering the streets, and it didn't take long to get lost in thought. He easily stood out in any crowd, still wearing the Organization coat. His hair was still long and blue, but he'd had thoughts of cutting it, wanting to get rid of any traces of Xehanort that might be left. He sighed as he walked. What was stopping him from up and leaving right now? He didn't want to be here. He could go back to Yen Sid's tower anytime, but... perhaps he did want to help the light, even with something like this.

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{ ☽ } Zack had tried and failed to save them both. For a while, they’d at least had a better life with him, but in the end, it looked like their fate couldn’t be changed, no matter the world. It seemed to be the same in every world, although this time it had simply been put off for a while. They’d too lost their hearts, just like the other versions of them. At least they’d had happier memories before all seemed to be lost.

Saix usually took care of all the work around the castle. From giving out missions to doing the daily reports, he seemed to be doing everything despite only being Second in command. This was the first time he'd had a mission of his own to do in a little while, so when he'd completed the mission, he'd decided to take a small walk around, his hood temporarily down. There were noticeable changes since his human days, but it was still unmistakably Isa... or at least what had once been Isa. The changes as he took to Xehanort's heart were already starting, from the pointed ears to the golden eyes, and if one looked closer, there were even white strands among the blue. The most noticeable change was the X-shaped scar in between his eyes, the tracker.

He'd taken care of a few more Heartless that had gotten in his way along his walk, having gotten quite skilled with his powers since becoming a Nobody. The blunet had been learning some with Zack, but now he was quite powerful in battle, even if his Berserk state wore him out. He perked up when the commotion caused a few people to approach, and hid in the darkness until they left before stepping out, planning on opening a Corridor of Darkness and returning. He needed to report to their Superior.

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Continued from ask: X

{ ☽ } Saïx was watching his father now turned child while he worked in his room. A sigh left his lips as he did, but there was a fondness in his gaze. He perked up when he saw the other fall, standing from his chair. They had to keep quiet. Zack’s presence was hopefully still a secret, and he wanted it to stay that way.

He knelt down, gently picking him up, blanket and all. “It’s alright, don’t cry. Why don’t we relax and have a snack, like some cookies?” Saïx had a bit of a sweet tooth himself, always had.

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{ ☽ } “You’re not my father!“

The words still rang in Isa’s ears as he ran throughout the city, waves of guilt crashing in on him. He’d been doing nothing lately but fight with Lea, when the other had gotten himself some new friends at school. Isa… wasn’t able to do that as easily. He had tried at first, but now at school he mostly kept to himself at the library, when he wasn’t with Lea. That’s how the fights had started. He’d become jealous and lonely. They’d usually make up at some point in time, but Isa’s mood swings had been getting worse and worse, until he’d snapped at Zack one day before running away from home.

Tears threatened to spill from Isa’s eyes as he ran, not really sure where he was going. His emotions were high, most of it guilt and anger, but at himself. He’d regretted those words the moment they slipped from his lips, but it was too late. He couldn’t take it back now.

It felt like he was losing everything, everyone he cared about.

As a group of Heartless of various types let him around the corner, Isa’s eyes narrowed. He hadn’t quite mastered summoning his Claymore, but as his anger grew and he entered Berserk mode, that changed. He hacked and slashed at the Heartless, cries of anger leaving the boys lips and tears falling from his eyes. It was only the second time Isa had gone full Berserk mode, but this was worse than before. Even as the Heartless came at him, he hacked and slashed without mercy. He was starting to get tired, but the Heartless had him cornered and he wasn’t giving in.

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Miraculously, it seemed like Isa had won the battle against Xehanort, and was now back to himself. Saïx was gone. Isa had his heart back. It had been a long and tiring battle, and the diviner was simply exhausted. He'd drifted from world to world, not only avoiding the possibility of Lea and the others finding him, but Xemnas still could with the tracker. He simply... wasn't ready to come back to the others just yet.

One reason in particular was guilt. The other? Well... the battle may not be over yet. He'd shook off the first time he heard the voice, confident he'd beaten the man and it was simply because he was exhausted. When he'd heard it again, he frowned. He was determined to beat the man before even thinking of returning at all.

He'd found another world to stay in and made himself comfortable by a lake. He'd made himself a fire, and was simply watching the moon. He still wore the Organization's cloak, not having parted with it yet. The X scar had faded slightly, but he knew it wouldn't really go away, just like the rest. Aside from that, he simply looked more human again. The pointed ears were gone, and his eyes were a similar green to Lea’s. It wasn’t long before they appeared distant, the moon helping him to relax at it always had.

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{ ☽ } It had been some time since both Isa and Roxas had been saved, and he hadn't spoken much to the blond. Then again, he avoided everyone with two exceptions. Lea and Ventus were the only ones he was truly comfortable being around. The only other time he saw someone was on a mission, but even then he wasn't exactly the talkative type. It would be a while before Isa opened up to any of them, so it seemed.

Yen Sid had some sort of plan in mind, however, because he'd set the blunet up on a mission with Roxas. Isa looked like he'd been ready to protest at first, but simply settled for silently glaring throughout most of the mission, although it seemed to be mutual on Roxas's end as well. His time with Lea was shortened slightly with Roxas's revival. While part of him understood yes, Lea could certainly have other friends that weren't him, he'd still felt like when Roxas came along, he'd been replaced, and their Superior had certainly manipulated those feelings. His bond with Lea now was stronger than it had ever been, but he simply didn't like Roxas yet.

The mission had gone along smoothly for the most part, but then they'd gotten cornered by Heartless, bigger boss ones this time. Isa had ended up a little beaten up from the fight, nothing too major, just a few cuts and bruises here and there. He'd be fine with a Curaga. He perked up when he saw the Heartless looking ready to attack Roxas, and knew he had to act. Isa jumped, Claymore in hand as he stood in front of Roxas, effectively blocking the Heartless's attack, if not being pushed back a little in the process. He panted, but soon took a final swing at it, finishing it off.