A Life to Lead ^_^

Demyx was getting creeped out by the taller blue god with the flaming hair. "I'm under orders from my boss to search for nobodies. You have heard of Organization XIII haven't you? You do know who the leader of the organization is right?" he looked around and saw two imps known as Pain and Panic come up from him behind. The dancer sneered at them kicking them both away from its master. "So I was sent here for a reason. If I had it my way I wouldn't even be in your domain," his eyes scanned the area for any approaching dangers that lurked.

 

Looking over at the dancers, Hades normal calm demeanor dissappeared as his dialated and his flames turn to wisps of pure white. In a paniced puff of smoke, Hades teleported 2 feet away. The god of death seemed to be shaking. The reason for all this is because he caught a glance at the bundle the lesser creatures were holding.

Attempting to regain his former composure, Hades looked back at the water wielder with fearful eyes.
"Say, um, kid? You here on orders from some big shot. Yeah yeah, do what ya told, I..I always found them to, yaknow, have a pearl or two of truth in that. Now, were friends right? So why not just put the monster down and we all look the otherway eh?"

Trying to look more convincing, the greek diety bared his fang like teeth in a crooked smile.

 

Larxene turned the corner, said corner leading to where Hades and Demyx were stood 'chatting'. Her eyes examined Hades: his blue body shrouded by a black cloak hiding the majority of the nocturnes body from her sight.
Moving closer, she seen the look on Demyx's face, sending a large cloud of hilarity onto the situation.
She first smirked, a small chuckle echoing through the stone walls. She then giggled, noticing that Hades was relishing in the moment of seeing Demyx crap it.
Moving closer, Demyx's face came clear: it was paler than before, shaking slightly and had a light sheen from the sweat building. Her laugh echoed through the hallway as her hands held her ribs; Demyx's face told the whole story.
"NOCTURNE'S CRAPPING IT!" she laughed, leaning against the cold wall for support.

 

Turning abrutply away he glared at the one who was savoring his humilation. Ignoring her he returned his gaze back to Hades. "I don't get it. You were so calm before and now you're kind of fearful? I have orders and this thing what ever it is coming with me unless you can tell me what it is and why it has the symbol of the organization on it?" he rose his eyebrow becoming annoyed with the sheer laughter in the distance and Pain and Panic poking the wrapped corpse. "And tell your demons or what ever they are called to leave my dancer alone." It was very diffilcult to ignore Larxene's laughter and what the hell did she mean by the nocturne's crapping it. Thinking of what she meant he grimaced finding her disgusting. Now was the not the time to think of bathroom humor or was she simply applying that he was losing his cool? What ever the reason he would make her shut up if she kept it up.

 

Hades raised what should have been his eyebrow high over his head.

"Ya really don't know who that is? If ya don't kid, then I suggest you put him down or at least hand it off you your girlfriend over there. That box pandora got has nuthin on your mummy right there. That, my friend, is the president of the nuthouse and his first order of business is pain and lots of it."

Piercing hades monolouge was a most hidieous screech released by the bound man. Kicking and screaming, the creature broke free of the dancers that were holding him so securly. The thing's arm ripped out of its binding in a flurry of disgusting contortions. The arm seemed human. At least it wasn't a monster at first glance.

"And now he's gonna put it into action on all of us!"

Forgetting his powers, Hades ran down the dark caverns, frantically running away from the awakened man.

 

Demyx watched Hades flee and then took his glance back at the creature in wrappings. "It can't be that bad. Maybe this is a good thing." He was afraid of the creature that was contorting itself. Having the dancers hold that man of bangages once again he saw the savage nymph's sioulette in the shadows holding her arm against the wall. He walked over to her, leaving the creature with the dancers. "So you find it funny to laugh at my misfortune?" he eyed her and seized her arm dragging her back to where the dancer was with the creature it held.

 

Larxene smirked, being pulled by Demyx over to his dancers. "Yes actually, I found that frickin hillarious." She giggled, then patted Demyx's back lightly. "Sorry Demyx." Her voice still had a giggling edge to it as she finished her sentence. "Who's the guy in the rags?" she asked, her hand pointing limply towards the morphing creature being held by the dancers.

 

He would let her slide for now as he brought her in front of what looked to be a corpse. "I don't know what it is, but it has our symbol on it so it must mean something right?" Now what was he supposed to do with it? Would he take it back to the castle or have one of his servants do it for him? "Well anyway I'm not done with my job since we have to find nobodies in this forsaken place. Why did the boss have to send me here of all places? What is he trying to prove?" He glanced at her curious eyes and rolled his eyes. "And will you stop giggling like a little school girl? It's over with. You must enjoy seeing me in some kind of pain or being tortured to some degree." He leaned against the wall and held his arms close together hugging himself. "Are you sadistic or something? I know you're going to get even with me for you through that mess with the boss aren't you?" He wasn't sure if he wanted to hear her answer or not.

 

The creature perked up its head at the word sadist. Thrashing about, the bound corpse destroyed the dancers that was holding it and fell to the ground. Standing up, its free arm began to frantically remove the bandages until only the top half of his head was bandadged, covering his eyes and bearing the nobody insignia.

"Who, what? What happened?"

 

"I do forgive you for that, silly." Larxene mumbled, looking at the corpse-thing that rose form the ground. "....Did that thing just speak!?" she gasped, stepping back and touching one of Demyx's arms. "Demyx the thing just spoke...it just....spoke...." she swallowed, edging closer. "I don't like zombies!!"

 

The "Zombie" began to whip his head back and forth. He was trying to find out where the threat was coming from.

"Zombies? Where! I can't see any zombies! Oh lord no! I can't see anything! I'm bliiiiiiind!"

sinking to his knees, the confused corpse roared in anguish

"Never again can I see this world. Never more can colors grace my eyes and calm my soul!"

 

He felt her touch and starred at the thing that was speaking. "Yeah it did and it destroyed my dancers." He placed one hand on his hip and approached the figure that was speaking. "Do you realize how difficult it is to get my servants back? Not every nobody becomes a dancer. What are you anyway and why do you have the symbol upon your bandages? That is the insignia of Organization XIII," he pointed.

 

"AH!" Larxene shouted, kicking the zombie in the side of his bandaged head. "Stop talking! It's creepy!" she commanded, placing her hands on her hips. "Damn thing is getting on my nerves now." A growl escaped her teeth as she stepped back. "I've seen some creep shit in my time, but this has nothing on them. That thing is...just plain ew."

 

"Larxene," Demyx moaned. "I was talking to it. I wanted some answers and now you're making it angry. Maybe this was the thing the boss wanted me to get? Why else would it have the symbol on it? You need to think before you just react," he held her her, his hand touching her chest to keep her away. "Don't mind her. She reactes to easily. Please answer my questions," he mentioned once more to the figure in front of him.

 

laying on its side from the savage kick, the being began to address the aqua sorceror.

"I'm sorry disembodied voice from nowhere, but I'm afraid I don't understand a single thing you are talking about. I mean honestly, who hits people in the head. Oh yeah thats right. Man that was fun."

A goofish smile cold be seen below the bandaged head.

 

Xeol got bored playing with the fog in the underworld. "im getting bored" the fog wielder said to himself while he started walking around in the underworld. Xeol saw a zombie and 2 cloaked figures "o kay why are those people here they realy dont fit" he said to himself while he walked to the group. "hey why are you guys down here" the fog wielder said to demyx and larxene with his arms crossed looking at them.

 

"Huh?" Demyx eyed the stranger and he sensed that this young fellow was not human or a heartless. "No reason really except to recruit more members to the organization Larxene and I are from. What is your name?" he eyed the other one suspiciously wondering if the zombie like man was going to attack him or Larxene again. "Okay you're starrting to freak me out," he said to it. "How can you like pain? Maybe I don't want to know."

 

touching his face, the corpse realised that he wasn't blind, only blinded. It a dramatic display, he unfurled the rags to expose his unruly white hair, burning yet kind green eyes, and the gray organization tattoo perched on his forehead.

"Oh thats good, I can see afterall. To answer your question I'm a nobody. Since I can't feel emotion, at least I should feel pain."

The man began to sniff the air.

"What's that smell. It, it smells like lilacs.

 

"You're a nobody?" Demyx's spirits rose. Now he had a reason to return back to the castle. His luck had changed for now he had two nobodies in his posession. "Why was your face covered in rags?" he asked. Gazing at Larxene he rested his arm on her shoulder. "See? You don't have to freak out now. He's not a zombie. You over reacted again," he pulled her strand back and teased her with it. "Looks like I was right and you were wrong. Now who is better?" he crossed his arms being smug.

 

The man looked upon the quirky stranger and the woman behind him. Larxene was her name was it? what an absolutely vicious looking girl. Looks like now was the time for some fun. Acting as composed as possible, The man walked up to the nymph and examined her with his emerald eyes.

"excuse me, but are you the one wearing the perfume?"