A Life to Lead ^_^

Frozen on the spot, Larxene witnessed the aerial blades glide straight for her.
Oh no... This couldn’t be.
The Nymph braced herself, preparing for the worst pain imaginable to tear right through her narrow body. Her eyes closed, kunai faded, and fists tightened as her body prepared itself for fading; the ending was inevitable; her and Axel were either going to fight to the death, or she was to be killed under the wrath of her boss.
In admittance, she had goofed off and disobeyed all orders given by Xemnas, been less antagonistic, more of an annoyance, and still the downright bitch she always had been. To top it off, she hadn’t actually helped at all.
With being only one or two hearts away from their goal, Larxene was so close to being human. Being a person, rather than a mere shell of what was someone, and now nothing.

A moment of silence had passed with her eyes shut, and the Nymph finally realised that she hadn’t actually been hit. All her limbs were mobile, and her mind was still ticking rather than succumbing to immense pain. If the aerial blades of her master had hit her by now, then she would not be stood rigid on the spot, thinking about how something so little had been blown into such catastrophic proportions.
Upon the reopening of her eyes, she looked at Xemnas before her. His hands were empty, but the expression upon his face still troubled to a certain extent. “What..? How-”
The Nymph looked down before her, her eyes settling on Gex’s body.
No. No, no, no, no, no. NO.
Slowly, Larxene knelt down, feeling her veins run cold as she touched the side of Gex’s face. What had the masochist done this time? Sacrificed himself for her? But he couldn’t fade, not yet. She had spent such time away from him that now, she wanted to have one of their depth-filled conversations again. She wanted to hit him, cause him hurt, and watch his eyes fill with some form of admiration at the aspect of pain being inflicted upon his body; that is what sparked the sickening connection between the two: pain.
And now he was taking it for her, as the thought of her being harmed instead of himself was probably not worth it. How saddening, yet insanely ironic this situation had become in a matter of seconds; the person she had abandoned had come to her rescue in the blink of an eye, sacrificing his own belittled health, and going against his own humble, loyal nature... All to save the girl known as the despicable traitor.

Larxene’s eyes began to sting slightly, holding back a small plea as she willed herself not to feel weakness nor show it before her superior. That would result in a sour state of affairs on her part, as she knew that the moment of weakness once shown, would never be a moment forgotten in this organisation. Well, not in Larxene’s case anyway; the name ‘Savage Nymph’ leads people to the assumption of her being a cold-hearted, vicious girl. Which she was, but on the occasion, phantom emotions seemed to want to tempt fate and play on the high-rises. Especially at times like these.
“Gex...Gexlion...” She called softly, shaking the nobody the best she could; she was just keeping a grip on everything, and him being unresponsive probably wasn’t the greatest attribute as to what was happening.

She looked back up, recognising Xion touching Gex too. “Heal him...” She whispered, not belittling her self-pride to actually beg aloud. “Don’t let him fade, Xion...” Soon, her tone lessened from the begging voice she had formerly held, and had progressed to an angry, demanding approach on the young nobody. “I know you can help him, now DO IT.”


(OOC: Decided I owed you guys a decent post, as my last ones have been utter rubbish.)

 

Xion was taken aback, her palm glowing. Then she glared right back. "Dammit, are my palms glowing just because I like wasting the energy?" If she hadn't been busy with one part of her mind, she would have pushed the other female. "I'm doing the best I can, but it might not be enough." She glanced back at Demyx and Roxas, then up at Axel. "You'll owe me." she warned the other girl, wincing as her small source of power sank deeper into the man's skin.

 

Xeol decided to not bug the girl that was crying while he thought about stuff. The fog wielders fog body continued to stay close to the ground as he went down the stairs. Xeol saw somebody on the couch with blond hair "hey must have been busy earlier" he said to himself as he noticed the man was sleeping. Xeol reformed himself walked over to the big computer he sat in the chair he popped his fingurs with an grin on his face "lets see whats in here" Xeol said to himself as he looked at the screen.

 

(OOC: Sorry this is very short and crappy. I will have more time once I check in to the hotel and respond.)

Demyx watched Xion do her best to heal Gex, but it still was putting strain on the poor girl's power as it was. Standing up when he was able to, he staggered over and looked at Larxene trying to talk to Gex after what he had done for them. "Why did he help us?" He asked her as he kneeled down to her level, and cringed from the pain he still felt. "Larxene, I asked Xion to heal you too. I'm keeping my word on always being there for you and protecting you like you asked me to when we were in your room," he began to pant again and kept his eyes on her. "I don't understand the jealousy and the fight that took place between you and Axel, but I'm glad it's over. We barely escaped from the boss's wrath as it is." He fearfully starred at Xemnas and shook all over. "No matter what the boss say, I will be there to support you. I'll make him see that you are one of us and always will be," he pat her hand.

"Oh I see." Cloud looked away and knew Tifa had to return there. "Promise me that you'll come back." He took his hand into her own. "I can't have the thought of losing someone else close to me." His blue eyes were sincere as he spoke softly to her.

 

Xemnas stood infront of the scene, blood pooling around his feet, sulling the emaculate white of the room. Appaling, absolutely apalling. That boy, that recruit had taken away his corporal punishment. HIS corporal punishment. Was he another traitor?

The nobody walked up to number XV. He stomped on his chest, grinding his heal into the crimsoned flesh and cloth.

"What...is the meaning of this XV? Are you one of them?"

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Twitching, the masochist looked around him, trying to make sense of what he just did. Impailed in his left arm, and aerial blade hummed and seared as he clutch the heart of the girl. The other, buried in his gut. But he couldn't feel anything. The pain was gone. Was he fading already?

Gazing above him, he saw two figures. One was a girl from his past, his sadist...the sadist. The other was from before, the one whose mother's heart was in his hand. They shouldn't be her, hovering over him. One didn't want him, the other should hate him. Blood dripping from his lips, gex laid their, waiting for the illusions to disappear.

In a moment, the world when from numb to burning. A hard rubber heel snapped his ribs. His blood was spat into the air. Eyes of firey amber burned downward into his mangled corpse.

"Sir..." he sputtered through the rose liquid.

"Think about it. Let's hear their side. It is possible that they are still loyal jus...incompetent. We could still use them, I could look over them, ensure that they get the job done. Power is still power."

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Moments stretched to minutes that thought they were days pretending they were years. Violently, the superior ripped the blades out of the living corpse. Dispelling them, he stooped down and snatched the heart of of the inferior's grasp. Carressing it, xemnas turned his back to his army and stared at the moon.

"Clean yourself up. I am putting you in charge of investigating their innocence. If they are loyal, as you say, guard them and tempur them. Incompetence is just as deadly to a cause as betrayal."

 

Amber was in the caste she sighed even if Xeol was around it was not the same like it was before. The crystal wielder got herself off of the bed then she oppend the door and exited walking in the hall. Amber looked around everything was silent it was an dungeon to her an place to be alone and suffer in depression. The girl sadly oppend up an portal not caring where it went anymore did it truelly matter where she went her and her name did not belong. Amber set her eyes on the flooded streets of hallow bastion she traveled seeing the same destruction where ever she went.

Luxord watched as the projectile hite Xigbars chosen card. The card slowly turned like the other while it was doing this "yep this an pleasant game for us to enjoy on such an melencholy evening" The Gambler of Fate said to the free shooter. The card finished turing presenting the player what was on the other side. An blank was what was revielled Luxord gave the man an smirk. "looks like you picked yet again an card that would not allow you to gain anything" The Gambler of Fate said to the man. "then yet again its an blank its an absence of what was suppose to be there so nether of us win even though i said i would win if it was presented unfortionately no rule can ever change the fact that lady luck judge an blank to be an draw" The Gambler of Fate said to Xigbar. Then the second card turned revilling it was the golden ruby pendent chain "dear free shooter lady luck choosen your number to be 2 so you should of wisely picked that one fate and destiny cant be changed just like the waves course" Luxord said with an smirk.

 

Xion flinched as blood spattered her face. She ignored Xemnas, reminding herself he was no longer her Superior. Holding her hands above his chest, she closed her eyes, imagining Aerith telling her over and over, what to do. She took a deep breath and pushed in harder, trying to fix things the way they were.

Tifa smiled, then nodded. "I'll come back. I may have to bring one of the kids...Denzel's old enough now." she sighed at the thought. She still seemed so small....."But I won't leave for a bit. I have to find Xion and Roxas, make sure they're okay, and figure out a way home."

 

Before Rude could respond, Cloud showed up.Of course.He came when he wasn't needed, and when he was needed he was nowhere to be found.And now, in that single act of selfishness, Tifa left him.Of course Cloud needed to keep every female he knew to himself, not allowing them any freedom at all.

He was a real creep ..and Rude blamed his little time in SOLDIER for his poor attitude towards others.

Hurt and upset, Rude turned away, heading off towards the sound of gunshots.

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"Man ..you gotta teach me how to do that." Reno insisted, grinning as he saw most of the Nobodies running off with their tails between their legs.That's what the suckers get for spying, and they were lucky the Turks didn't get involved, otherwise they wouldn't be running at all."Ta ta now!" he shouted to the Nobodies until they were all out of sight.Now he just had to laugh at how perfect that was.

"That was very impressive, I have to admit .." Rufus saw Nero defeat a group of Nobodies in a total of three seconds. Highly impressive ..he'd guess that Nero was in SOLDIER if he didn't know any better, but its obvious that this young man was different.With the threat of spies stopped, Rufus felt comfortable with speaking again."Now that they're gone, we can-"

"No ..we can't just yet ..some are still around." Nero looked off in the direction the Assassin's took off in.

"..You really can sense them then?"

"Yeah ..I think we should find a better place, but this place was hit with something so there aren't many options."

"Right ..Reno, Elena, Tseng ..find Rude, you know where to meet up again." dismissing the Turks, Rufus and Nero wandered off alone to discuss things.

 

Leon followed Cloud and Tifa and glanced forward as he thought that he had seen Rude take off. He shrugged as he then stopped tracks and saw a huge wave making its way towards. "Oh sh*t we need to get out of here now!" He exclaimed or shouted. "Rude, you are going the wrong way! Stay up high!" He shouted. Even though he hardly knew the guy he didn't want anymore deaths on his conscience.


Axel stepped back a little when he saw that Gex had sacrificed himself for Larxene and Demyx. It was questionable as he starred at the bony warrior. He lost his contact with Larxene momtarily, but still kept his weapons out just in case she might try something. Even after her Kunai had vanished as if resulting with ending the fight he still was not convinced. Emotional hurt and confused, though hated the fact with being ignored. Either way he was sick ot the drama crap going on with Larxene and Demyx. He even glanced at Roxas who seem to be watching over Xion and he was thinking of what his prioirities were now. Before he could say or do anything the flurry noticed a blur of black as a few of his followers had come back and told him about some other guy who could sense them and he even described what he looked and that he seemed to be hanging out with the turks. "So some silvered haired man has keen sensing abilites and great power?" The flurry sighed as he knew that unlike his nobodies he could hide his presence if he needed to do so, but he wasn't going over there until he knew more about this strange solider than seemed to be aiding the Turks. Or whose side he was on. The man had great power the flurry could give him that, but even so esculating this into a fight was not something he would of been proud of. "Send out for more dusks I can't have you all get killed. At least they can relay information to your kind in a special connection," he stated. Nobodies could talk to each other telepathically. "Keep your distance," he replied. The assassins nodded and went to get more dusks to spy on.


"Demyx just get rid of the water in Hallow Bastion unless you want your two human friends to drown. Larxene, you need to get over your stupid grudge against me and set your priorites straight which is to help this organization if you really are on our side." At least he had hurt her bad physcially as she deserved for treating him like crap. "Separation from Demyx is the best thing and don't you dare argue with me or I will not vouch for you. He is too much of an distraction," He replied. "You will stay with Gex." Though the healing process was on her he only looked away to star at something else. The flurry was acting like he was in charge, but he felt that for now he should. Xenmas didn't care or in the superior's mind there was distrust. He glanced in a different direction and thought that he had seen Namine and began strolling where she was at.

Roxas was confused with everything that had happened and then looked at Axel who he knew that he was still upset with Larxene. "She only cares for herself and own selfish desires. He turned his attention to Xion. "Who is inside you?" He asked.

Saix and noticed that the assassins were gone and so were a a majority of dusks and hoped that none of these Truks would be more of a threat towards them. He was awed that they had gotten another heart and knew they needed a few more of them. Listening to the conversation he stepped forward to Xennas. "Do you think that this silvered haired man is a threat to our goal?"

 

Xion shuddered, her palms slowly losing their light as she sat back, pale. "He was. Everything...everything he was going to do." She shuddered again, then watched Axel walk off, sadness in her eyes. She would have followed him, but she had a duty here. Leaning forward again, she put her ear close to his mouth to make sure he was still breathing.

 

Larxene looked up at Axel, her eyes hard as she looked the flurry up and down repeatedly. Silently, she took her hand from under Demyx's attempt at comfort, and stood up. Her feet took the Nymph a quiet pace forward, so to position her a few meters behind him, and held her small frame there.
"What makes you think that I have a grudge against you? Apart from the fact that I'm not able to trust you with one little thing, I suppose everything else is fine and dandy." With a patronising smile, the Nymph placed her hands on her hips and tilted her head in Axel's direction.
Well, it is true isn't it? she had asked him not to tell anyone of her location when she was at Destiny Islands, away from the organisation, and a day into her pro-longed break, who decided to turn their ass up on the exact beach where she was?
Gexlion.
Obviously, with the flurry being the only one in the know of where Larxene was, it was obviously going to be him who had let it slip. It must have been. That back-stabbing idiot.
"Now, when I calculate things up," She continued, her tone light. "I have a damn right to be angry at you. You know, when I ask a favour of someone, I expect them to keep it, not go jabbering to other members of this damn theatrical group of nobodies and let spill information which was once sworn not to be spoke of." She paused, taking time to inhale and exhale slowly, caring not to expand her diaphram too much in care of her fractured and broken ribs. "Now, would you care to explain? Or do I need to spell what I am saying out to you in LARGE. CAPTIAL. LETTERS?" With a slight sharpen of her features, she awaited the flurry's pathetic excuse as to how Gex had found her.

 

Naminé shivered in the shadows of the stairs at the alter;afraid of being caught by Axel,or any other Organization members;creeping around the castle.
Although interested in the Organization's plans,she had gotten herself in way too deep this time.
She was on their turf now,they had a slight advantage.
What would happen to her if someone were to see her?
What would happen if she was to be caught?
Would they keep her prisioner and use her like a puppet?
Would they threaten her and demand things of her?

Now,her notebook was shaking,along with her body.
Her eyes looked frightened,but yet,she looked about as if curious.
As she shook in the dark shadows,she heard some voices from the top of the alter.They sounded loud,but muffled.She couldn't exactly make out what the person was saying,although she knew that it must be important.
She froze still,fearing that if she made any sudden movements,they would find her...

 

Barely able to breath, Gexlion opened a portal beneath himself and ended up on the floor of the medical bay. His arms quivers and shook as he tried to stand up, using the counter for support. Cabinets were ripped from there hinges and potions clattered onto the reddened counter. The nobody guzzled and drank the emerald liquids, watching as the holes in his body sealed themselves and the blood stopped. Clutching the empty vials, the masochist hung his head, panting like a dog.

 

Xion wiped her forehead, leaving a bloody smear. "That's that." she whispered, gently pushing herself to her feet. Wobbling slightly as her feet got used to standing again, she looked around for Roxas and Demyx. She still had to heal the other two, but she could do that later. They were well enough to talk, for now. Wincing as her headache throbbed, her head jerked up. "Roxas, I'll be right back. I have to grab something okay?" she whispered, walking quickly and quietly to the shadows. She wanted to speak to the new girl.

 

Naminé heard feet running down the stairs, and quickly backed up.
She couldn't make out who the stranger was; although, it didn't look like it was Axel.She would've spotted his firey red hair in a second.

She pulled out her notebook and tried to cover her face and blend in with the wall next to her.
She was still shaking,wondering what will happen to her now that the stranger was going to discover her.
Naminé started to cry softly.
Her head was pounding and her grip on the notebook started to slip;her palms were getting sweaty.
She kneeled on the ground and waited for the person to stumble upon her.

 

Xion gently touched the girl's shoulder. "Are you.....Nameeneh?" She asked, trying to pronounce it. She wondered why the other girl was so scared, when she couldn't have been younger then Xion herself, but then stopped. She had been scared when she had just come from the castle too. She gently bent down, making sure she couldn't be seen in the shadows, and tried to get the girl to look up. "I won't hurt you."

 

Naminé nodded at the stranger,and wiped her tears.
She was calming down now,but still shaking a bit.
"It's Naminé..."
She said,correcting her pronunciation.
"Wh-Who...Are you?"
She didn't know whether to trust the stranger or not,and was scared to look at her.
Once she gained the courage, Naminé slowly looked up at the stranger,her blue eyes studying her face.

 

Xion's own blue eyes widened. Her's and Namine's were the exact same shade. "I'm sorry...Namine..but who are you?" She had never had the same colored eyes. Thinking about it, they even looked the same, but why? What was this? Their hair was different, and they had slightly different facial features, but still. "I'm Xion..."

 

Naminé was suprised at how similar they looked.
Absorbed in her own reaction to the resemblance, she completely forgot how to speak for a second.
"I'm-...Well-...I honestly..."
She didn't know how to answer the question;she wasn't exactly quite sure who she was.
"Well,...I'm...not quite sure,to be honest,I was hoping the Organization would help me find out who I am."
She looked into Xion's eyes,waiting for her reaction.
Although Naminé didn't exactly want the Organization's help at first,she was hoping Xion could help her understand more about herself,and everyone else.
Rather than taking notes, and drawing nobodies to study their behavior,she could understand what it's like to be a nobody from another nobody.

 

Xion was about to answer, then winced as several of Namine's possible choices came flooding at her. She waited till they had passed before answering. "You shouldn't be here, they'll hurt you." She glanced over her shoulder at the others. "Or some of them would." She looked back at Namine. "I'm not with the Organization anymore...I'm sorry. I....left." She shivered, then held out a hand. "That doesn't mean I won't try to help you. I know someone back at Hollow Bastion who might know your past. She knows everyone."