Zexion wasn’t sure what he had just discovered. It was round, like a ball, and read at the top and white at the bottom. Or was he holding it upside down? He wasn’t quite sure. Whatever it was it was it had a button on it, and he wondered what it did, but dared not touch it. It could be a bomb! Still, it was a button, and someone would touch it someday. He thought back to when he found that darn bomb/ball/whatever it was.

Zexion was taking a stroll though Castle Oblivion with Vexen when he slipped on something and fell onto the ground. Vexen started laughing at him before helping him up.

“S-sorry,” He said, wiping a tear from his eye, “Are you alright Zexion?”

“Yeah… but, what did I slip on?” The two looked down and stared at the strange round object.

“Hmph…” He growled. “You’re a naughty little thing aren’t you, slipping people when they least expect it!” He laughed. He was talking to an inanimate object! Still, it didn’t seem quite as inanimate as it should be, and he could smell something in their.

“Well,” He said to it. “Are you telling me to press that button?”

Zexion stared at it for awhile, as if expecting it to respond. He was almost surprised that it did nothing, almost.

“Okay…” Zexion whispered to it. “Maybe I will.”

Doubtingly he touched the button with his gloved index finger. It opened and a beam of red light curved to the ground. Zexion jumped back and flattened himself against the wall, a terrified look on his face. The red beam disappeared and formed a red blob on the ground. The blob started to take form, and then faded suddenly, and in its place it left a strange monster.  Zexion stared at it. It was covered in white fur, except for its face, claws, and scythe-like tail, which were dark blue. It had a fluff of fur around its neck. The monster growled at Zexion and began to advance towards him.

Instinctively, Zexion cried: “No! Stop! Don’t come any closer!” He doubted it would work but to his surprise the monster stopped, still growling and glaring at him with its deep red eyes, although one eye was covered with fur. He also noticed now, that it had a dark blue sickle-like projection coming out of the side of its head, and a dark blue gem on its forehead.

“Umm…” Zexion said. “Sit?” He doubted it would sit, too, but it did.
Zexion scratched his chin and peeled himself off the wall. He crouched down next to the monster and said, “Good boy,” while reaching to scratch its head. It pulled away, making a “hmph” type noise. “Uhh… Girl?” He corrected, and it let him scratch its head.

“Well,” He said, “I’m going to look up what you are.” He started to walk towards the library, and the female monster followed him. “Um… I don’t think you should follow me, I don’t want the others to see you. Why don’t you go back to my room?” The monster growled but obeyed. She walked back to Zexion’s room, and only when Zexion was sure she wouldn’t follow, he continued.

In the Library…

Zexion had a pile of books next to him. He was looking through each of them, looking for a picture, a description, anything of what he had found. But there was nothing. He slammed his latest book closed and swore quietly to himself. He began to walk back to his room, to see the monster that was unrecorded in any world he knew of.

Zexion walked into his room and had a big surprise waiting for him. There were feathers everywhere, and the monster was sitting in the middle of the room, playing with a large pillow, the pillow’s feathers were falling out of the seams.

“N-no! Bad monster! Stop that!” He shrieked. She stopped immediately.

“Now what are you?” He asked and keeled in front of her, taking her face in his hands and stroking it with his thumbs.

“Absol.” She growled.

“Absol? Is that your name?” He asked her. She shook her head.

“Absol ab.”

“Oh… you’re language?”

She made a shrugging motion, indicating that was right, but wrong.

“You’re species?”

She nodded vigorously and licked his face.

“Ew… gross. Well, I suppose I should name you, then.” Zexion stared at her for a moment. “What would be a good name?” He thought about the other members. They all had names of their somebodies, with an X in it. Maybe he could do the same for this absol. Now… What would make a good scrambled name…? Xabsol? Too similar. Saxblo? Ew. Bloxas? Too close to Roxas. Xablos? Hmm… he liked that name. “Your name is Xablos.” He told the absol. She licked his face to tell him that she liked it.

Zexion stood up and looked around the room. So many feathers… “Well, we need to clean this up. But… how?” Then something fell out of the ceiling and hit him on the head. It fell to the ground with a thunk. “Ow… what the…?” He bent over and picked up the thin, black device and opened it. It had two screens, each lit up and a message popped up saying “Welcome to the pokédex, Ultimate dictionary of pokémon.”

“what’s a pokemon?” Zexion wondered. “Is that you?”

Xablos nodded. Zexion held the pokedéx up to her and screens began to blink. “Aaah! What’s it doing???” He shrieked.

Suddenly it began to talk. “Absol. The Disaster pokémon. It senses coming disasters and appears before people only to warn them of impending danger.”

“Impending danger? Is something bad going to happen to the organization?” Zexion gasped.