Ghost of you

Time... it slowly tick by when one is seeking a goal... Time a very humbling action as Xemnas found out as he searched Castle Oblivion.

~And I will wait until the end...when the pendulum will swing back to the darker site of our hearts bleeding.~

"Did you honestly believe someone like you could solve the riddle of this place that easy, Xehanort." His newest vessel mocked him. "We both know it won't reveal anything to the likes of you."

"I have cast that name a side now, Terra." The leader of the Nobodies rested in the newly open chamber.. where an familiar armor set laid...

Ten years ago... Xehanort thought he had the ultimate form of true darkness when he overpower Terra... and yet a small fragment of light remind inside his heart... That small fragment hinder his next step to his goal... "But a peddle doesn't stop a river." Xemnas rumble out to himself, his golden eyes remain on her armor... that selfless act to save a friend... bought all worlds into darkness.. joining the fight of his twisted ways...

"But even a pebble can slay something or someone if the need arises. The fallen hero of light warned...hoping the boy from so long go can handle this difficult path... The path he carelessly walk surrender himself to darkness...

"Oh he seem to be just as useful as you were so long ago..."

Terra put his whole trust into 'Xemnas' newest vessel...hoping he could overpower that darkness that Xemnas feeds on... In hopes he could return to his friends...so the three of them can go back home together...

Once Xehanort steady the fragment of light... Terra couldn't speak to him anymore almost like he also fell back to sleep...dreaming of the day both Aqua and him were helping Ventus get stronger...

~I have been searching for traces of what we were.~

"He was the key to everything... But become a broken toy..." 'Much like that replica becoming-' he thought as he's plans are unfolding slowly...

He has Roxas under his control for now... Sora on his way well that is if Marluxia play by Xemnas rules...

Lately it's becoming rather difficult to keep his goal in mind... when his thought are at time not of his own... much like his heartless form found out at Hollow Bastion...

~I'm wondering if it's you that I feel... If it's you that I feel here haunting me forever.~

Every moment he hesitated...he know it's Terra sticking his nose where it doesn't belong... He can also feel two member eyes watching for that glimspe of weakness...

Saix and Marluxia... it's rather entertaining watching his mere puppet bicker and fight trying to reach a higher number. "Foolish Nobodies who understand nothing."

"Maybe it's your who doesn't understand anything, Master Xehanort.. Puppet do not always enjoy staying on their strings... and if the Master not careful... they could over power him... and hang him with their own strings."

His 'puppets' who are more likely to do so will be taken care of once the blood hound sniff them out...

"All in due time...until I'll just have to put up with the ghost of what's left of him."

Number one,Xemnas, the Superior of the in-between...