Axel loooked at Demyx and then gazed at Xigbar his rage deep inside him almost eating at him. He withdrew it though. He still blamed himself for what had happened to Roxas, but Xigbar he didn't think he could get hurt like that. "What kind of powers did the retrievers have? Also Demyx can heal, but I don't know if he can do it in his dragon form."
Yes. Like I said he has connections.
Then I guess you guys wouldn't ever want peace at Castle Oblivion. lol Just remember I have resources.
They don't sense anyone right now. Just staying on guard. When I mean sense anyone is when they step foot on our property. If you send out a...
I wish Nickelodeon would release it in a box set soon. It is definity a good thing to have.
Zexion nodded somewhat as he turned to face Xenmas. He was a bit irritated with the new name he had inherited. "What did you ask me?"
Axel walked out of the kitchen with the medicine as he approached Roxas room and sees that he is sleeping. "I am so sorry Roxas, this is my fault," he muttered softly to himself his eyes lowered as he puts some medicine on his wounds and leaves the medicine there. He then approaches Xigbar's room. "So tell me how they were able to do this to you?" He asked with concern.
No we are just prepared. We don't know when exactly you guys will send something out or someone shows up. We will either sense or see it. Sorry,...
Ok, then I know who to have attacked then. lol Well they would protect their home. It wouldn't be natural if they weren't used. It was the...
It has a weakness like everything else. . You are dealing with an illusionist nobody as well. He is not stupid. So don't take that lightly. He...
No, I have no idea. He just sounds like he giving off a death wish. *shrugs* He is extremely smart I have to say that much. However, He is not...
Why does it sound like Wesker is not going to surive this with the way he is talking?
Uncle Wes. That is funny. lol
Axel felt dizzy painfully getting up once more, but not without feeling breaking points in his body. He coughed up a little blood, and his vison began to blurry because of blood loss. Though through the darkness and fire element in his soul he wasn't drained yet, and still had enough energy to do Demyx in. The fire that he had collected had gave him more stamina and with the sitar that had gruesomely had gone through his body and then out would of seriously killed him if he was in fact alive. He could feel the warmer liquid ozzing out of him. He noticed his cloak ripped to shreds, but he tore one of end from his arm as he tied that part to the open wound securing it there. The open air was freezing as he realized how little of his cloak that still clung to him. It was really hard to breath right now, but he wasn't going down until he was completely spent. By instict he gazed up at the wave that could mangle himself as clumisily and painfully, slowly with his hands shaking created a portal and entered it to behind the wave. He watched it slam into the ground as a memory of him had done the same as well. With all of his speed he flashed over towards Demyx kicking him backwards into the head and then plummmeted him with the use of his chakrams. They sprung around aggressively and fast. Slashing at the noturne's cloak and ripping it to shreds much like his. Though Axel's cloak was worse off. His strength was wearing out, but he had managed to cut more of his body up as well. "Demyx, it is a pleasure fighting with you, but now that you have enraged me, your end is near. Fire is water's true weakness, but fire never extinguishes until it fully exhausted itself into destruction," The flurry panted a bit as he manipulated the last of his fire to him. The flames started spiraling in a counter clock wise angle. He had learned from his last mistake of using his power and what he had done to sacrifice himself. This time was different. Mile high embers of pain rushed to him, the nobody still levitating while his mediation stance stayed in task. The chakrams in mid air as they began diverting in every direction fire eroding out of them as if creating the symbol of the organization. Demyx spinning rapidly as the fire bringer then let his hands drop from his chest all spread out. He was welcoming this blast and by some. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He screamed with pure adrealdine and excitement as a cloud of explosion had erupted sending earthquakes fire and water bursting out in every known direction in the areana. The black toxic cloud shielded them from any detection as Axel stood there panting, smirking somewhat though very extremely tired. He limped over dragging his broken leg, as he starred into the eyes of the noturne. "Give up or I will throw you into the lava." He replied gesturing towards the fiery substance in the near distance.
Zexion finished eating his spagetti as he pounded on the rv watching the other two nobodies wrestle in the car. "Hey, knock it off you two. Can you open this door before I find a way in myself." he glanced at Axel. "Is there anyway you can get into this rv?" He asked him.
Axel followed silently not muttering a word as he walked into the kitchen and started looking for something to eat. He had nothing to say, Demyx was being stubborn and doubted he would even turn back either. Finding nothing to eat that he wanted. He went through the cupboard looking for medicine for both Roxas and Xigbar. He didn't understand how the retrievers were able to hurt them like that.
I didn't know you were Saix?
Even so they are funny and the manga isn't even over yet. I can understand your reason of not liking them because of the COM thing with poor...
Axel struggled fiercely in his grasp being careful not to wiggle a bit to tear at his cloak or neck even more. Patiently he waited a few mintues and then used his front legs curling one of them up to grasp the sitar while the other was kicking intensly at the sitar in any way possible including Demyx's hands hoping to curl them backwards. Because he was wearing boots the pressuere would hurt more, than someone's regular shoes so stomping down on Demyx's hands would indeed hurt. He had realized he was free styling upside down and the water was freezing every part of his body slowly. Thoughts back to surface from his mind of flash back of the organization and his departure and the betrayal. Then the worst of all, Demyx beating him in this match. He wouldn't know what he would do. He would not be happy and probably give him the cold shoulder. Dreading to do this, he figured he had no choice, but with his chakram he leveled the part attached to his skin like a lever and pushed up on the sitar point that was unbedded there. Once free from that one, he then unzipped his cloak all the way, letting it fall on the sitar which caused it to sink faster because of the weight. He was now half naked and the frigid feeling was like ice on his bare skin. Feeling the effects of coldness sicking in and with no protection around his body it slowly began shutting down including his strengh and near hymotherma. Not willing to give up and his temper flaring even more than usual. He bashed his boots at Demyx's inside of his wrist which by reflex would cause him to let go of him. The cloak started falling, but the flurry had an idea as he sent one of his chakrams to go retrieve it. He threw it to the bottom of the depth and it shot back like a boomerrang snatching the cloak and it fell on the surface. Not stopping there the flame user now free slashed one of his chakrams across into Demyx's neck giving him the same treatment that he was given with the sitar. He wedged it in deeper until he saw red liquid and then forcably pulled it out. He slashed him in the shoulder with the other . Pulling forward with the chains on Demyx's cloak once again tied them to the sitar including the strings and rammed Demyx's weapon sharp end into his chest as the fire wielder retreated to the surface. Gasping for air he panted a bit holding his neck a bit from the stinging pain and red now showing on his hands. Glaring feriously at the sight of blood he then glanced at the molten rock as an idea came into his head. He stood on top of it, absorbing his fire and energy replenishing it once agian. His cloak he clumisly placed it back on himself grimacing at the battered condition at was now in. More thoughts struck in his brain and they were angry ones. If Demyx was set on killing him then he would do the same. He didn't expect it to go that far, but with water as his opponent it was a dangerous situation. They were enemies right now and would be treated like that. With both of his chakrams he slicked them both into a small secition of the wall as massives amounts of the rock tumbled down into the water below. Axel's fire didn't decrease as his body and soul engulfed in flames as the flames itself increased a fire geyser sparking with more as it turned bluish now. The flames were soaring high away from the water as it began to cloud the arena. With his hands he manipulated the dancing flames as they created another separate hole he had made, creating another wall in the process and increasing the flame, to evade the water, but this time it was a small crater. If Demyx tried anything sneaky then Axel would watch him burn in the lava. His eyes set on the water below his eyes piercing with flame and fire all around. His soul seem pretty much black if anything with hardly any hints of light in them.
It is cannon in its own way. Lots of humor in it. Different than the game, but still follows most of the story line though there are some...
