A/N: I felt bad about leaving all you good readers with that kind of ending, so I decided to throw in an epilogue.

The Savage Nymph:

Epilogue: Larissa:

I was wearing a cloak.

I can tell you for sure that this was not a daily experience for me.

Not for my heart, at least.

I had heard that my Nobody had joined Organization XIII. I was appalled to find that my heart was strong enough to join to ranks of the notorious Organization, but I had been appalled a lot lately.

Even more so was I appalled to find that Avery's Nobody had joined as well. He had never struck me as a fighter, but, after all, first impressions can be misleading. In fact, experience shows that first impressions are almost always misleading. Except for my first impression of the Organization, I have found.

Heartless came and attacked my town, and Saïx had come to kidnap me and make my Nobody part of the Organization. It turns out that happened anyway, but Avery tried to sacrifice his heart for mine. I refused to let him go alone, so Saïx took my heart as well. I suppose it seemed like a pretty good deal to him.

So, I guess that's how I found myself, here. In Between, wandering. Wearing a cloak. I didn't want to think about my Nobody's Organization roots, so the cloak I wore was bleached white, my hood up over my face.

The man next door told me the Organization had been destroyed.

I cringed when he told me, but he never found out why. He didn't know that with the Organization, a part of me had been destroyed as well. Destroyed, or, maybe, just, moved.

Here.

Wherever here was.

My footsteps seemed to echo endlessly, probably because I was Between the darkness and the light, between existence. It was here that I would find my Nobody, I figured. Between all else. Between anything at all.

I can't say I was frightened.

It was dark, of course, but it was nothing. Empty space that held, contained or hid nothing. There was nothing to be afraid of here.

Wherever I happened to be.

I came without planning, without anyone else, without any means of getting back. I came her on a whim, and at that point, where I could see, feel or hear nothing but myself and my own footsteps, I dearly hoped I could find her here, or I would be lost for eternity.

Then another thought occurred to me. Were the other souls of the Organization here? Would I suddenly stumble across their lifeless bodies, their empty shells? I shuddered at the thought of finding Axel's soul in this empty, empty place. Could I handle something like that? Probably not.

The man next door told me the Keyblade wielder was missing.

Such event was devastating for most, as he was sometimes seen as the savior of the worlds. But I knew better. He hadn't been there to save me when the Heartless attacked my city. Avery was, though. That's why I cared more about Avery. A lot of people were shocked and scared by the disappearance of the Keyblade wielder, but so few had actually seen him.

I didn't care.

But after a while, I realized that a greater evil had caused him to go missing, and I wasn't going to wait for him, or Avery, for that matter, to come and save me, so I had to do something about it. And I couldn't do it without the other half of me.

Larxene.

As her name came into my head, a bright light shone suddenly from where I was facing, and it seemed to temporarily blind me. But I continued forward. Soon after, I found her, hovering, just off the surface. Her eyes were closed softly, her mouth in an emotionless line, it became clear that she was in a trance brought on by the world of Between.

Still I reached out my hand to her.

"C'mon, Larxene. The world needs both of us now."

A/N: Actually, that's not any better than the ending I left before the epilogue. In fact, that raises a whole lot more questions than it answered. smacks forehead Well, that's swell. Now I'm obligated to write even more! My story may be finished, but you haven't seen the last of me!