Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ The Perfect Computer ❯ Chapter Fifteen: Execute ( Chapter 15 )
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By: PixieDust291 
Chapter Fifteen
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Fantasy / Romance / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.12.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 295 | Status: Completed
Chapter Fifteen
Non Anime: Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy / Hentai / Fantasy / Romance / Shounen | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 01.12.2009 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 295 | Status: Completed
Perfect Computer
Chapter Fifteen: Execute
The headquarters of the Diamond Wing Corporation were located in Kita, one of Tokyo’s many wards. It looked innocent enough from the outside. In fact, to be honest, it looked like all the other buildings around it–a regular tall metal box of a building with some windows and a revolving door.
They knelt in the darkness of an alley just across the street from the building’s main entrance. Riku was attaching objects to his jacket, and Leon seemed to be occupied with typing frantically on the computer.
Sora, however, could not take his eyes from the building. A feeling of dread grew within him as he gazed longingly at it. Inside that building was Roxas, the one he loved and the one he had nearly forgotten. Sora was already sickened with himself for that, but for now, that did not matter. All that mattered at this moment was accomplishing their goal.
They were going to get Roxas, possible liberate all other subjects, and get out of there. Or at least that was the plan from what scraps of information Sora had gathered. He still was vague about what exactly the plan was. However, Sora believed in Leon and the others and was sure it would work.
Sora turned to Leon and whispered, “So…what’s the plan to get in? Are we going to shoot our way in and–” Riku’s abrupt glare at the brunet silenced him.
“No,” Leon said, coolly as usual. “Rushing in there would only cause the whole building to go on alert.”
“Then how do you plan to sneak in?”
“I’m changing the data at this moment.”
“You’re changing the main computer’s functions?! Wow, Leon–”
“No, I’m changing the data of the Palm Pilots the guards are most likely carrying.”
“Oh?” Sora didn’t fully understand, but he decided not to press the matter. He looked over to Zach. The black-haired man was grinning wildly as he flipped through a stack of blank CDs. Sora only guessed that the CDs were for data collecting.
He turned around to look at Cloud. His eyes bulged as he saw the blond man begin to undress behind a dumpster.
Namine sat next to him, scratching her pencil on her sketchpad rapidly. Roxas looked over and tilted his head. The drawing was either a really constipated fruit…or a picture of Pikachu.
“Hey, what are you drawing?”
“A picture of Mickey Mouse. He used to be our favorite cartoon character.”
“Oh,” Roxas simply said.
Namine sighed and turned to him. “I’m sorry. You still have no inkling of your lost memory?”
Roxas shook his head. “Sorry.”
“It’s all right. It’s not your fault anyway. Besides, you’re back with me now. That’s all that matters to me.” She smiled and snuggled closer to him.
Roxas wrapped his arm around her and immediately felt warm. He smiled to himself. His memories might never return, but his heart still remembered.
“You said you met people who would help us. How do you know they will?”
“Hm…oh, I just do.”
“You just do? That’s not exactly reassuring. We can’t stake our lives on a feeling.”
Roxas chuckled. “I’ve been doing that exact thing since I was awakened.”
“Awakened?”
Roxas caught himself and tried to think of a likely story. “Um…that is, I was asleep when I was found and someone woke me up.”
“One of those friends you spoke of?”
“Yes.”
Namine rolled her head so she was gazing up at him. “What are they like, these friends?”
“I’m not sure I should say. What if our captors are listening into this conversation?”
“They’re not.”
“How do you know?”
Namine broke into a fit of giggles. “Well, one time you found Mr. Xigbar and Mr. Marluxia in a rather…awkward position. You blackmailed Mr. Xigbar, so now our conversations are no longer recorded. Besides, they didn’t really find our crying entertaining anyway. “
Roxas had to laugh. Apparently his old self was not exactly like the person he was now.
A loud clashing of metal was heard and the doors to the room Namine and Roxas were currently in opened. A man with pink hair walked forward, followed by a blond-haired woman. Roxas gazed at them in almost shock. The man looked like an extremely ugly girl, and the girl looked like a very rare beetle.
“Come with us, #13,” the man with pink hair instructed.
“Why should I go with you? What are you going to do to me?” Roxas asked warily.
“We are going to run some tests, and you really have no choice in the matter. Now come.” The women spoke venomously.
Namine flinched visibly. Roxas glanced at her for a moment, then turned his eyes back to the other two. To make Namine flinch, the woman must be one of the more brutal scientists. However, the two goons were right. Roxas didn’t really have a choice.
He rose to his feet, allowing his hand to trail up Namine’s arm as he stood. He then turned to the man and woman…and obediently followed them through the door. As the door closed, Roxas looked back, only to be met with the horror-struck face of Namine, tears streaming down her cheeks.
The plan that Sora had been so confused about was actually ingenious. Cloud had dressed up in a replica of the company’s lab coats and Sora had changed into one of the custom white t-shirts. They had walked up to the entrance desk, and Cloud had acted so…suave (to put it lightly) that the desk girl had nearly pushed them through the door. It had also helped that Leon’s fake appointment data had been transferred to the girl’s laptop. How the older brunet had managed to do that, Sora would probably never know. Apparently the phrase “if you want to hide something, hide it in plain sight” was rather true.
Sora turned to Cloud and laughed lightly. “Now, to find Roxas.”
“No. Now to sneak in Leon and the others. Then Leon will find out where Roxas is and we’ll rescue him.”
“So how do we get them in?”
The two were currently in what looked to be a doctor’s office. Bottles, swabs, and other instruments were all lined up in a neat row on one long shelf. In the middle of the room was one of those brown seating beds. Cloud looked around. He gazed at the white walls, then at the tile floor. He pursed his lips and went over to the drawers, opening them one at a time quietly. Then, after finding nothing, turned to Sora.
“I was hoping to find a computer in here. I suppose luck is not completely on our side. Now we are going to have to get to one of the main offices…or at least to some sort of electronic equipment.”
Sora nodded. “I think I saw someone come out of an office just down the hall. Perhaps they would have a comp.”
Cloud nodded and turned to open the door, but stopped and stared at a set of cotton swabs and a pair of tweezers.
“What’s the matter, Cloud? Come on.” Sora shook his shoulder.
The blond nodded again and grabbed the interments, shoving them in his coat pocket before opening the door.
“Don’t go getting any ideas, #13,” came a rather caviling voice.
Roxas slowly turned to glare at the man before him.
The man had long blue hair and a X mark across his face. His expression was calm and impassive. “Do you know who I am, #13?”
“Yes…you are Saïx, the man who started this project and brought Namine and me here. You are the man who wiped my memory and have turned me into some kind of mutant.”
Saïx’s face remained emotionless. “So, you remember.”
“No. I just came to that conclusion form the information I’ve gathered.”
Saïx laughed. The sound chilled Roxas to the bone. “#13, you always were very bright. Always calculating, always testing, always threatening, always…protecting.”
Roxas’ muscles tightened and he gritted his teeth.
“I’m sure Namine has filled you in on all that you’ve missed since your little vacation.” Saïx’s face became hard and cruel. “Tell me, #13, did you meet anyone?”
“Yes, I did. I met a nice little kitty. I called him Mr. Fluffers,” Roxas retorted, surprising himself with his sudden boldness toward the man that obviously had the power to kill him. He didn’t know why, but even though his blood ran cold at the sight of this man, he still did not want to show any fear.
Saïx contorted in displeasure. “#13, do you remember your other…friends?”
“You mean your other lab rats? No, I don’t remember them. However, Namine has informed me that she and I are the only ones left.”
Saïx shook his head. “Don’t sound so negative, #13. After all, we terminated them because they were going to die eventually anyway.”
“What are you saying?” Roxas hissed.
“Their bodies, though accepting the machine compound, were rejecting the final experiment–the one that will make our project complete.”
“What final experiment?”
“Why, your heart, #13. Our company is accomplishing great feats within these walls. Soon we will make history. We will have created the first robot to act and feel like a human.”
“If that is your goal, then why are you taking the heart? The heart is the organ that you feel with! Without it, the body will be emotionless. It won’t be able to function!”
Saïx shook his head again. “Oh no, #13. We have already manufactured a highly sophisticated emotional monitoring system. It will be the indicator for all emotions. We need your heart because we cannot have any evidence left behind that would lead our consumers to believe that their purchased persocoms were not completely 100% machine.”
Roxas’ eyes widened. “You’re making persocoms…from human corpses?”
“In a way, yes. It’s much like that American film The Stepford Wives. We’re throwing everything but your body and mind away and re-programming you to be perfect. However, we were simply using you and those others for tests. Now that we have the correct codes and system, we can finally start manufacturing our persocoms.”
“But you’ll be killing humans!”
“Only humans that no one would miss. I don’t see how that is a crime.”
Roxas’ body shook with anger. “Why…why are you doing this? What is your main reason?!”
Saïx tilted his head. He actually looked genuinely confused. “To become the greatest, #13. To achieve something other men have never dared to attempt. To become the greatest persocom company ever. We will become rich! Don’t you see? Once the Twilight Lover series comes out, no one will ever be able to beat a persocom that is capable of love! Everyone will be buying!”
Roxas hung his head. “For power and money, you have killed innocent people, taken away their humanity, and have attempted to become God.”
“I am God at this point, #13!” Saïx yelled.
Roxas balled his hands into fists. He gazed at the man in front of him, the man who truly was a monster, the man who had begun all this corruption. He was the man who had run series upon series of tests on animals and humans alike. The man who truly didn’t care about the fact that he was torturing living creatures. The man, who only cared about gain, not life.
Roxas opened his palm and gazed at the crescent moon-shaped blood marks his fingernails had left. This was the man, who had turned him from a human…into something that should not truly even exist.
It was then that something occurred to Roxas. The blond looked up and fixed Saïx with a hard stare.
“Why are you telling me all this?”
Saïx smiled. The expression seemed alien to him, as the skin on his face stretched abnormally around his jaw. “I’m telling you this, #13, because you will be our first Twilight Lover.”
“What’s the problem?” Riku asked.
All of the men were in one of the main computer labs. Cloud had sealed off the door by unhooking the combination pad, jamming it with two cotton swabs, and rearranging the wires. He had also used the pliers to dismantle one of the computer hard drives so Leon could use his laptop to access the available data within. However, that process was bearing no fruit, for Leon could not seem to figure our the password to the main assets bank.
“They must have changed the damn word in the last twelve hours because this computer does not have the most recent password.” Leon ran a hand through his hair.
“Isn’t there another way?” Sora whined.
“No. Unless we have that password, we can not access the documents we need or the maps of the locations to find which room Roxas is in.”
Riku slammed his fist against the wall. “Damn it!”
Zack immediately covered the teen’s mouth. “Shut it. Do you want us to get found out?”
Riku glared at him but nodded, as if to agree that he would calm down. “Then how do you plan to go from here? Is there a way to get the password?”
“Yes. Say please.”
All men turned sharply to find Demyx standing in the doorway.
“What are you doing here?” Sora questioned.
“You know this guy?” Zack asked.
“We both do,” Riku answered, moving so he stood next to Sora.
Demyx seemed unscathed by the partial glares and sighed. “You know, you guys are just lucky it was me who saw you on the camera screen and not someone else.”
“And why are we lucky?” said Leon.
Demyx grinned. “Because I’m on your side. Now come with me. We don’t have much time, and neither does Roxas.”
Thank you again for reading and reviewing. Your views on my fics mean very much to me and without you, the reader, this fic would be nothing. Please review!
~This Chapter was beta corrected by Airen
:Additional Notes:
Anpanman - A popular children’s cartoon series in Japan. Created by Takashi Yanase.
Kita - A section or part of Tokyo, much like Queens is a section or part of New York City.
Chapter Fifteen: Execute
The headquarters of the Diamond Wing Corporation were located in Kita, one of Tokyo’s many wards. It looked innocent enough from the outside. In fact, to be honest, it looked like all the other buildings around it–a regular tall metal box of a building with some windows and a revolving door.
They knelt in the darkness of an alley just across the street from the building’s main entrance. Riku was attaching objects to his jacket, and Leon seemed to be occupied with typing frantically on the computer.
Sora, however, could not take his eyes from the building. A feeling of dread grew within him as he gazed longingly at it. Inside that building was Roxas, the one he loved and the one he had nearly forgotten. Sora was already sickened with himself for that, but for now, that did not matter. All that mattered at this moment was accomplishing their goal.
They were going to get Roxas, possible liberate all other subjects, and get out of there. Or at least that was the plan from what scraps of information Sora had gathered. He still was vague about what exactly the plan was. However, Sora believed in Leon and the others and was sure it would work.
Sora turned to Leon and whispered, “So…what’s the plan to get in? Are we going to shoot our way in and–” Riku’s abrupt glare at the brunet silenced him.
“No,” Leon said, coolly as usual. “Rushing in there would only cause the whole building to go on alert.”
“Then how do you plan to sneak in?”
“I’m changing the data at this moment.”
“You’re changing the main computer’s functions?! Wow, Leon–”
“No, I’m changing the data of the Palm Pilots the guards are most likely carrying.”
“Oh?” Sora didn’t fully understand, but he decided not to press the matter. He looked over to Zach. The black-haired man was grinning wildly as he flipped through a stack of blank CDs. Sora only guessed that the CDs were for data collecting.
He turned around to look at Cloud. His eyes bulged as he saw the blond man begin to undress behind a dumpster.
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Roxas stared at the TV in front of him vacantly. Why the bastards that owned this building would think he would enjoy watching Anpanman was beyond him. The children’s TV show was worse then that American’s children show called Barney. Just watching the screen made Roxas want to kill himself.Namine sat next to him, scratching her pencil on her sketchpad rapidly. Roxas looked over and tilted his head. The drawing was either a really constipated fruit…or a picture of Pikachu.
“Hey, what are you drawing?”
“A picture of Mickey Mouse. He used to be our favorite cartoon character.”
“Oh,” Roxas simply said.
Namine sighed and turned to him. “I’m sorry. You still have no inkling of your lost memory?”
Roxas shook his head. “Sorry.”
“It’s all right. It’s not your fault anyway. Besides, you’re back with me now. That’s all that matters to me.” She smiled and snuggled closer to him.
Roxas wrapped his arm around her and immediately felt warm. He smiled to himself. His memories might never return, but his heart still remembered.
“You said you met people who would help us. How do you know they will?”
“Hm…oh, I just do.”
“You just do? That’s not exactly reassuring. We can’t stake our lives on a feeling.”
Roxas chuckled. “I’ve been doing that exact thing since I was awakened.”
“Awakened?”
Roxas caught himself and tried to think of a likely story. “Um…that is, I was asleep when I was found and someone woke me up.”
“One of those friends you spoke of?”
“Yes.”
Namine rolled her head so she was gazing up at him. “What are they like, these friends?”
“I’m not sure I should say. What if our captors are listening into this conversation?”
“They’re not.”
“How do you know?”
Namine broke into a fit of giggles. “Well, one time you found Mr. Xigbar and Mr. Marluxia in a rather…awkward position. You blackmailed Mr. Xigbar, so now our conversations are no longer recorded. Besides, they didn’t really find our crying entertaining anyway. “
Roxas had to laugh. Apparently his old self was not exactly like the person he was now.
A loud clashing of metal was heard and the doors to the room Namine and Roxas were currently in opened. A man with pink hair walked forward, followed by a blond-haired woman. Roxas gazed at them in almost shock. The man looked like an extremely ugly girl, and the girl looked like a very rare beetle.
“Come with us, #13,” the man with pink hair instructed.
“Why should I go with you? What are you going to do to me?” Roxas asked warily.
“We are going to run some tests, and you really have no choice in the matter. Now come.” The women spoke venomously.
Namine flinched visibly. Roxas glanced at her for a moment, then turned his eyes back to the other two. To make Namine flinch, the woman must be one of the more brutal scientists. However, the two goons were right. Roxas didn’t really have a choice.
He rose to his feet, allowing his hand to trail up Namine’s arm as he stood. He then turned to the man and woman…and obediently followed them through the door. As the door closed, Roxas looked back, only to be met with the horror-struck face of Namine, tears streaming down her cheeks.
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Sora breathed a sigh of relief as the doors closed. They were in.The plan that Sora had been so confused about was actually ingenious. Cloud had dressed up in a replica of the company’s lab coats and Sora had changed into one of the custom white t-shirts. They had walked up to the entrance desk, and Cloud had acted so…suave (to put it lightly) that the desk girl had nearly pushed them through the door. It had also helped that Leon’s fake appointment data had been transferred to the girl’s laptop. How the older brunet had managed to do that, Sora would probably never know. Apparently the phrase “if you want to hide something, hide it in plain sight” was rather true.
Sora turned to Cloud and laughed lightly. “Now, to find Roxas.”
“No. Now to sneak in Leon and the others. Then Leon will find out where Roxas is and we’ll rescue him.”
“So how do we get them in?”
The two were currently in what looked to be a doctor’s office. Bottles, swabs, and other instruments were all lined up in a neat row on one long shelf. In the middle of the room was one of those brown seating beds. Cloud looked around. He gazed at the white walls, then at the tile floor. He pursed his lips and went over to the drawers, opening them one at a time quietly. Then, after finding nothing, turned to Sora.
“I was hoping to find a computer in here. I suppose luck is not completely on our side. Now we are going to have to get to one of the main offices…or at least to some sort of electronic equipment.”
Sora nodded. “I think I saw someone come out of an office just down the hall. Perhaps they would have a comp.”
Cloud nodded and turned to open the door, but stopped and stared at a set of cotton swabs and a pair of tweezers.
“What’s the matter, Cloud? Come on.” Sora shook his shoulder.
The blond nodded again and grabbed the interments, shoving them in his coat pocket before opening the door.
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Roxas stood in the middle of a room with nothing but mirrors surrounding him. Even the floor was a giant mirror. He was filled with a feeling of nausea, as if he were being watched. He tapped his foot on the ground. He had no doubt that all these mirrors were one way. He could not see his enemies, but they could see him. He felt trapped and enraged, almost like a feral animal. He walked along the sides, running his hand over the smooth reflective surfaces, searching for a weak spot.“Don’t go getting any ideas, #13,” came a rather caviling voice.
Roxas slowly turned to glare at the man before him.
The man had long blue hair and a X mark across his face. His expression was calm and impassive. “Do you know who I am, #13?”
“Yes…you are Saïx, the man who started this project and brought Namine and me here. You are the man who wiped my memory and have turned me into some kind of mutant.”
Saïx’s face remained emotionless. “So, you remember.”
“No. I just came to that conclusion form the information I’ve gathered.”
Saïx laughed. The sound chilled Roxas to the bone. “#13, you always were very bright. Always calculating, always testing, always threatening, always…protecting.”
Roxas’ muscles tightened and he gritted his teeth.
“I’m sure Namine has filled you in on all that you’ve missed since your little vacation.” Saïx’s face became hard and cruel. “Tell me, #13, did you meet anyone?”
“Yes, I did. I met a nice little kitty. I called him Mr. Fluffers,” Roxas retorted, surprising himself with his sudden boldness toward the man that obviously had the power to kill him. He didn’t know why, but even though his blood ran cold at the sight of this man, he still did not want to show any fear.
Saïx contorted in displeasure. “#13, do you remember your other…friends?”
“You mean your other lab rats? No, I don’t remember them. However, Namine has informed me that she and I are the only ones left.”
Saïx shook his head. “Don’t sound so negative, #13. After all, we terminated them because they were going to die eventually anyway.”
“What are you saying?” Roxas hissed.
“Their bodies, though accepting the machine compound, were rejecting the final experiment–the one that will make our project complete.”
“What final experiment?”
“Why, your heart, #13. Our company is accomplishing great feats within these walls. Soon we will make history. We will have created the first robot to act and feel like a human.”
“If that is your goal, then why are you taking the heart? The heart is the organ that you feel with! Without it, the body will be emotionless. It won’t be able to function!”
Saïx shook his head again. “Oh no, #13. We have already manufactured a highly sophisticated emotional monitoring system. It will be the indicator for all emotions. We need your heart because we cannot have any evidence left behind that would lead our consumers to believe that their purchased persocoms were not completely 100% machine.”
Roxas’ eyes widened. “You’re making persocoms…from human corpses?”
“In a way, yes. It’s much like that American film The Stepford Wives. We’re throwing everything but your body and mind away and re-programming you to be perfect. However, we were simply using you and those others for tests. Now that we have the correct codes and system, we can finally start manufacturing our persocoms.”
“But you’ll be killing humans!”
“Only humans that no one would miss. I don’t see how that is a crime.”
Roxas’ body shook with anger. “Why…why are you doing this? What is your main reason?!”
Saïx tilted his head. He actually looked genuinely confused. “To become the greatest, #13. To achieve something other men have never dared to attempt. To become the greatest persocom company ever. We will become rich! Don’t you see? Once the Twilight Lover series comes out, no one will ever be able to beat a persocom that is capable of love! Everyone will be buying!”
Roxas hung his head. “For power and money, you have killed innocent people, taken away their humanity, and have attempted to become God.”
“I am God at this point, #13!” Saïx yelled.
Roxas balled his hands into fists. He gazed at the man in front of him, the man who truly was a monster, the man who had begun all this corruption. He was the man who had run series upon series of tests on animals and humans alike. The man who truly didn’t care about the fact that he was torturing living creatures. The man, who only cared about gain, not life.
Roxas opened his palm and gazed at the crescent moon-shaped blood marks his fingernails had left. This was the man, who had turned him from a human…into something that should not truly even exist.
It was then that something occurred to Roxas. The blond looked up and fixed Saïx with a hard stare.
“Why are you telling me all this?”
Saïx smiled. The expression seemed alien to him, as the skin on his face stretched abnormally around his jaw. “I’m telling you this, #13, because you will be our first Twilight Lover.”
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̶ 0;Damn it,” Leon growled for the third time as his computer screen flashed scarlet red and the words “Access Denied” flashed annoyingly.“What’s the problem?” Riku asked.
All of the men were in one of the main computer labs. Cloud had sealed off the door by unhooking the combination pad, jamming it with two cotton swabs, and rearranging the wires. He had also used the pliers to dismantle one of the computer hard drives so Leon could use his laptop to access the available data within. However, that process was bearing no fruit, for Leon could not seem to figure our the password to the main assets bank.
“They must have changed the damn word in the last twelve hours because this computer does not have the most recent password.” Leon ran a hand through his hair.
“Isn’t there another way?” Sora whined.
“No. Unless we have that password, we can not access the documents we need or the maps of the locations to find which room Roxas is in.”
Riku slammed his fist against the wall. “Damn it!”
Zack immediately covered the teen’s mouth. “Shut it. Do you want us to get found out?”
Riku glared at him but nodded, as if to agree that he would calm down. “Then how do you plan to go from here? Is there a way to get the password?”
“Yes. Say please.”
All men turned sharply to find Demyx standing in the doorway.
“What are you doing here?” Sora questioned.
“You know this guy?” Zack asked.
“We both do,” Riku answered, moving so he stood next to Sora.
Demyx seemed unscathed by the partial glares and sighed. “You know, you guys are just lucky it was me who saw you on the camera screen and not someone else.”
“And why are we lucky?” said Leon.
Demyx grinned. “Because I’m on your side. Now come with me. We don’t have much time, and neither does Roxas.”
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A/N: Woo. Sorry it’s been so long since I updated. This story is just getting so intricate with its views on computers, advances in science, molecular biology, advances in tissue substitution and all that jazz. It takes me a while to research all the matter so as I can make my fanfic as true to the actual facts as possible. Yet even then this fanfic is technically science fiction, so pretty much anything could be true or false!Thank you again for reading and reviewing. Your views on my fics mean very much to me and without you, the reader, this fic would be nothing. Please review!
~This Chapter was beta corrected by Airen
:Additional Notes:
Anpanman - A popular children’s cartoon series in Japan. Created by Takashi Yanase.
Kita - A section or part of Tokyo, much like Queens is a section or part of New York City.