Organization XIII's revenge

Xioimara looked Demyx up and down for a moment. She could feel herself starting to calm down. That's right. This was the guy who had healed her hurt arm and made her feel at ease for a while. Made her feel like she belonged somewhere.

'We'll help.' The man said as he outreached a hand towards Xioimara. She was younger by a few years. She trusted him. She didn't trust her parents. They had abandoned her when they moved and left her behind to fend for herself while she wondering what she had gone wrong.
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'WE HELPED YOU! We cared for you and we fed you!' The man screamed at Xioimara as she sat in a corner, badly injured enough. She had been fighting.
'AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY US?! Losing a fight?!' He held back his hand and hit came down and struck Xioimara harshly.
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'NO!' Xioimara screamed as she stood up to run. The barking of dogs could be heard behind her as the man stood a few feet from where she had. Xioimara quickened her pace as the sounds of the dogs grew louder and she turned the corner of the alley and didn't hesitate to climb the metal fence to get away from this insanity.
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'Please...Just leave me alone...' Xioimara sat in a corner with a blanket around her. Her face was red as she was crying quietly. Her boss was laying on the couch behind her. He didn't seem to want to argue and instead turned away.


"Can I just leave?" Xioimara said to Demyx and seemed to lean farther back into the wall. She sounded tired and it was a likely from the past events over the past few minutes. Xioimara just wanted to leave. Go home. Lay in bed for a long time and rest. She just really wanted to leave without being called at or looked down at. This was an obvious way of her giving up. Which wasn't likely of her. Normally she never admitted failure or cried out for help. This whole time she had kept her eyes fixed on Demyx and tried to keep aware of everyone. She didn't want to trust anyone at the moment, and as far as things went she was losing the trust she was starting to slowly gain.

 

(OOC: Geez my mind is blank at the moment which is why the posts are short.)


Demyx could sense the dread and fear in her eyes and had experciened for to much for him to comprehend. This useless squabble wasn't going to deal with anything. It would only make matters worse. It was best to leave this room before the boss had a chance to retailate. "If you say so, but I want to know if you're going to be okay?" he asked her with a look of concern on his face. "I don't want you to think that I was ever trying to hurt you. I react in a way that shouldn't be called for, but that is just how I am." Edging closer to the wall, he reached his hand out once more and then withdrew not knowing if he was doing something wrong or not. "Oh Xioimara, I never wanted to cause you so much pain, but that's all I have seemed to do."

Cloud having a heart knew how she felt and it was best to leave before things got more out of hand or someone ended up harming another without thinking. "Demyx, why don't you take Leon and I home," he offered. "I'm sure she will be fine, but we can take her with us if we must and if you feel the right thing to do."

 

Xioimara's trust was fading with every word. Her shadow even showed that she was unsteady as Demyx spoke. She kept her eyes on Demyx and her ears alert to any other movement.
"That's what Don said..." Xioimara muttered and looked down for a moment but came back to reality quickly seeing Demyx move towards her. This was a threat to her and as such, she reacted. A light came from under the palm of her left hand and Xioimara lunged at Demyx.
This had been meant as a threat for him to stay back.
Had.
Xioimara tried to pull herself to a halt once it came to mind there wasn't enough distance. The alchemy she was using was orientated for the use of metal. It was against her law to use alchemy on any living thing. Plants, humans, animals, Nobodies. Any living thing. She could hear Cloud speak as she tried to stop her steps, 'Shit!' Xioimara panicked once she felt her hand hit Demyx's arm.

Xioimara was standing in a meadow. It was fall. The slowly dying grass swayed up to her knees as she watched the trees that surrounded the meadow. It was beautiful. The sun was setting and gave the golden sky and grass something more for someone to think about. She wasn't able to remember what had just happened. If it was important Xioimara trusted in her blood she would remember.
This place was too nice to worry about anything.

She quickly took this back. This World changed quickly with the hush of a wind. The sky started to darken and she looked up and then at the forest ahead. It was dark. No longer safe. The grass started to move more jaggedly in front of her. She saw two slender four-legged figures from the distance as they slunk themselves towards her under the shadows. She didn't panic. Didn't feel like moving even though she was. It was more of-she couldn't. A stinging pain shot through her legs and through her body. Xioimara was telling herself to run and yet she couldn't.

Move. Move. Move!

Xioimara watched as the two figures moved fast through the grass towards her until they disappeared into the air as they both jumped at her. She could see their fangs as they opened her jaws at her. She could smell they're foul breath. It wasn't nice at all. It reminded her of death as she could recall.

Xioimara was startled as she woke up from her daydream. Her misuse of alchemy was costing her already she knew. Xioimara could feel the pain of it already shoot through her arm. Xioimara gritted her teeth tightly holding down any chance of screaming for help, then...

Darkness...

She had been able to redirect her alchemy back through her hand just in time, in turn, she had also redirected any pain that would've been caused to Demyx but was still being punished for this. Her alchemy was no longer of any used to her.
Now, punishments always varied. The greatest could be the own loss of your life the littlest might be as much as a wound or as big as a mutation.
This was indeed Xioimara's case at the moment. Her form had completely altered in those past few moments. Her senses had been enhanced quite a bit but now, she could easily be mistaken as a different mammal than a human.
Xioimara lay on the ground unconscious but aware of her surroundings through her hearing. Her body felt different. Lighter. Everything felt different down to the atmosphere. Xioimara jumped and sat up. She didn't even have to open her eyes realize what had happened. She had fur, a tail, fur, four paws, bigger ears, and a snout. She was well...A dog.

"Who spiked my drink?!" Xioimara screamed and opened her eyes again and stood up to realize she was even shorter than before. She wanted this to be a dream. Just a nightmare.
Oh Please
Oh Please
Oh Please,
Do NOT do this to me!

She panicked again and Xioimara dropped down,
"And how the Hell long was I out?!" Xioimara demanded. As she sat Xioimara scanned the floor with her eyes and her ears dropped back and she looked up, her eyes watering ever so slightly, as she looked up at everyone.

OoC:// http://frigid-nightmare.deviantart.com/art/Please-Please-Please-120146594 lollollol

 

(OOC: This is so cute. xD)


His eyes were not expecting of what had just happened to Xioimara, but something inside of him was just screaming for him to pick her up and hold on and cuddle her. He didn't know what kind of feeling was washing onto him, but he didn't resist either. "Oh she's so adorable," he kneeled down to her and reached out of pet her slowly, letting her sniff his hand if she wanted to. The last thing he wanted was to get bitten by her. "You're so cute. Yes you are," his voice tempo rose a pitch as he was speaking to a baby. "Come here, come here Xioimara. Come to Demyx," he hit his lap hoping she would come to him. "It's okay, it's okay girl," he gestured for her to come by waving his fingers towards him. "Come here you cute ball of fluff."

Cloud mouth opened for he about to say something, and lost his track of what he was going to say. "You do realize Demyx is behaving like this because you have turned into a dog right?" he kneeled down to her level so his height wouldn't frighten her as much. He ignored Demyx's cutesy wutsey talk and whistled for her to come. "Come here girl."

 

'The Fu-?' Xioimara's ears perked up as Demyx reached towards her. She still wasn't trusting of him and this didn't change the facts. It only made it worse. Xioimara opened her mouth and barked at Demyx. More of a yip. Her bark was slightly high-pitched as a puppy's would be.

"Shut it." She threatened and her ears went flat and she showed her teeth letting out a small growl. A change in appearance went a long way. Now she needed to figure out how to turn back. Xioimara wasn't sure if she preferred being called a brat or a cute ball of fluff. Xioimara stopped as Cloud knelt down and Xioimara jumped to her paws, they were seriously acting this way all because she was a dog now. More of a puppy. She was getting confused. A minute ago they were screaming at her and now they were sweet talking her. Xioimara had still given up and knew it would be best to back off. She lowered herself to the ground, tail tucked and ears still pinned back. Xioimara laid down on her side, passive submissive. She didn't like this one bit.

 

Demyx chuckled at her cute little bark that sounded like a puppy's. "Did you hear that?" he asked Cloud. "She barked at me and it sounded so cute," taking the chance now that she was lying down, he picked her up in his arms and began to cuddle her. "Oh who is a good girl. You're a good girl that's who?" He did this quickly before she could react since she was confused at the moment even though she had her ears back, he had lifted her up in a way where she couldn't bite him..

Cloud smiled as he placed his hand on top of her head, rubbing the back of her ears the way dogs love to be petted. "I think she is starrting to calm down. This would be the perfect time to leave," he said to Demyx for he didn't want to know what Xemnas's reaction would be from all of this.

Summoning a portal the darkness swirled around remaining open for those who wanted to come to enter quickly. "Come on you're going to come with me and get away from mean old Xemnas," he cuddled her. "And then when we get back to Cloud's place I'm going to feed you, give you water and walk you. I bet you'll enjoy that won't you?" he was falling in love with the dog form of Xioimara, though being a nobody it was all fake of course. "And then I'm going to teach you some tricks and house train you and play fetch with you." He walked into the portal with her in his arms, keeping her safe as he held her close to him. "Come on Cloud bring Leon with you since he wanted to go so bad," he called to him as Cloud nodded seized Leon by the hand and entered the portal having it disappear once they entered.

 

This was awful.
This was a punishment.
"No." She muttered, and seeing the portal opened Xioimara tried to leap out from Demyx's arms towards Xemnas, "No, No, No! KILL ME!" She cried out towards Xemnas and Vexen trying to reach out towards them, "I'm not a dog you insane mofo! I'll write on you! I swear! I'll sharpie the f*** out of your face when I figure this out!" Xioimara threatened towards Demyx. "This is animal abuse!"
"I'm a Nobody! N-not a dog!" She stammered, "PLEASE! Shoot me!" These were Xioimara's final words to Xemnas and Vexen. She was anything but calm at the moment. She felt cornered and had the feeling something bad was going to happen. Xioimara tried to wriggle free of Demyx's arms, the portal shutting behind her.

"DAMN'IT!" Xioimara yelled and huffed for a moment and gave up. It was over. This was the moment that she also realized everything was worthless. She had spent her whole time of being a Nobody, known or not, to researching alchemy. Now it was worthless. She couldn't use it anymore. Nothing. She just wanted to walk away right now. Leave everything behind her and just walk away. Xioimara remained quiet. The argument was over and she just wanted to run home. She would never put up with these type of treatment. It hadn't even been ten minutes and Xioimara was sure she was going insane.

 

Demyx was glad to be away from Xemnas for his prescense alone could scare anyone in their tracks. It was a bonus that Vexen was to be out of his way too. Arriving back at Cloud and Leon's place, he stepped through the portal and gentely placed the cute version of Xioimara down on the couch. "She's so cute," he placed a pillow underneath her. "Would you like anything perhaps?" he asked knowing he wouldn't get a response except maybe a bark or a growl. Sitting down on the couch himself, he made himself comfortable as he stroked back her ears and scratched them like all dogs loved. Demyx had a way with animals treating them with such kindness and fake love that he didn't care what anyone else thought. "She's so soft," he continued to pet her as Cloud sat down next to him.

Cloud was glad that they were home and who ever had been spotted in their location could not be seen right now. Shrugging hsi shoulders, he was glad to have Demyx out of Xemnas's wrath. "I hope he didn't hurt you," he leaned his arm forward to stretch out the tired muscles that he was feeling. "I tried to get there as soon as I could, but I had trouble finding you since he kept you hidden away, but you told me that earlier. What is his problem anyway?" Cloud's eyes looked at Xioimara as he petted her back.

Demyx leaned back resting his head and neck upon the sofa, a pillow on his other side as he continued to scratch behind her ears. "He's just the boss for ya. He has his ways and everyone must fear him. Xemnas is just narrow minded and I don't even want to talk about him right now. I barely got out of there," he sighed and exhaled, his eyes half way shut.

 

Leon sighed in relaxation glad that they were now safe back at Hallow Bastion. He eyed Xioimara and petted her. "She is so cute as a dog," He eyed his friend and then at Demyx. "I am so glad to be home now. That place was like the living version of hell," he frowned somewhat as an easy smile crossed his face so that now they could forget their troubles. He laid back in his spinning chair and eyed his computer. He had spotted a person, but he looked different. He was wearing an symbol that was recognizable, and black hair that hung in his face. "Huh, who is that?"

 

(OOC: Since Hellkitten is not here we'll have to continue without her. T_T)

Demyx watched looked up from Xioimara and wondered who Leon was talking about. "Hmmm I don't know? I assume he is not a friend of yours." Demyx laughed and walked over to the kitchen area to get something to eat, but first he would have to find what he was looking for. Opening the cupboards one by one, he pulled out a bag of chips, a jar of dip and some cheesy crackers that were pizza flavored. Setting that stuff on the counter, he saw a sticky note on the fridge. Removing it, he walked over with it and stuck it on Leon's forehead. "It says it's from Cid who ever he is." He strolled back into the kitchen and pulled out some soda from the fridge along with some bottles of fresh pure spring water. Preparing the goodies, he made himself like he was at home and placed his boots on the table. He was enjoying himself and was forunate to be out of Xemnas's web of torture and out of that horrible room where he thought was going to be his prision. Shuddering at what could have happened, he couldn't thank Cloud enough for coming to his rescue just in the nick of time. He would owe him a favor in the future and could tell that they were going to become great friends. A thought crossed his mind though which was how would Cloud explain everything to Leon? Demyx hoped Leon would accept him as well once Cloud and explained everything to him.

Cloud leaned his hand on his head and gentely pulled off the note from Leon's forehead. He wondered what he wanted this time and if it wasn't important the guy would have to wait. "Oh it's nothing except he wants us to give him a call sometime. I'll get around to it after I rest up first." Cloud wanted to relax for a change since he had been through a huge ordeal that left him tired and fatigued. He was glad that Demyx was out of Xemnas's clutches and away from Organization XIII has a whole. Those nobodies were dangerous and Demyx didn't seem to be unless he wanted to be. He remembered the crazy time they both had when they were drugged and were dancing with Axel and Larxene at the night club where the other two didn't know what was going on? He smiled at the moment when no one was being harmed and then everything had changed when Xemnas made his prescence known and had taken Demyx into a secluded prison that Cloud thought he may never see his friend again. The last thing he would ever let happen would to have Xemnas get his hands on Demyx once more. Demyx was going to stay with him until Cloud felt it was right for Demyx to return which wouldn't be for a long time by the expression on the Superior's face.

 

OoC:// I wont be posting much. since my computer has a virus as I told Death to pass on the message. I'm not even supposed to be on this computer as is. But I don't want Xioi to fade into the background and I don't ewant to rp to die. In other words, I hacked my dads comp to post here. so I wont be on often.

BiC://

Xioimara wanted out, She was sure she would have her way even if Demyx or others didn't like it.A small revenge in some ways. Xioimara remained at her spot on the couch. Her head resting on her paws and her ears folded flat against her head. She didn't move a muscle and instead just studied the area. Looking and planning an escape. She needed to get back to the deep end of Twilight Town. That was where her old place was located. Chances were that no onehad inhabited it while she was gone, if by, strange chance someone had taken residence in her house, or more of a studio, then she would see what she could do to stay at her friend's house. If her friend even remembered her. Xioimara remembered her friend and couldn't see why she would be forgotten so easily.
Xioimara spotted a window and started to plan her escape. She had yet to test out how fast she could run in thhis new form and as far as things went she had to also test out how well her coat could protect her skin. Mostly from shards of glass. Well, now was the chance to find out. Xioimara narrowed her eyes slightly as she tensed and locked her eyes onto the window. Demyx and the others weren't paying close attention to her.

Good

Xioimara side-glanced at them and then focused back on the window. Her muscles strained as she forced her weight into them and put trust into herself. Enough to know not to stop at the last second. The window was locked and paws were useless for unlocking.

Xioimara let out a small growl and almost seemed to be play bowing, Xioimara leaned back and leapt forward from her resting spot and put back her ears and her head down as she charged forward at the window. Not the greatest plan she knew but it was an escape. Xioimara jumped onto a small table under the window and as Xioimara went head first through the window she realized that her plan was full proof with the exception that she had no clue how far down the drop was. Xioimara shut her eyes tightly and hit the hard cement, she opened her eyes and breathed. She had some guardians. Xioimara didn't drop far. She was at ground level.
Xioimara stood up and shook off her coat. Those few seconds felt like an eternity. Xioimara looked at the broken window and narrowed her eyes and turned away. She had escaped unscathed excepte for a few mild scratches and probably a few bruises that would show in a little while.
She had to think better next time or it could be the end. Not that she really cared much, she had no emotions. What was there to care about? Now she had no where to really go either. Except Twilight Town but she didn't want to turn back to her old ways quite so fast. She would be driven insane.

Xioimara started forward she hadn't really noticed when she was running but it felt odd walked. Her hips were lowered down like a German Shepard's, giving her good speed but it was slightly painful on her. She didn't have the best of joints. It would be something she would have to grow used to but it would be a hassel.
Xioimara's ears went down as she thought not about the pain she would be feeling in the future but the fact that she really in all reality had nothing to look forward to and really nothing to live for. No one would care if she was gone and no one would've cared if Xemnas had taken her life back in Castle Oblivion. Demyx was maybe a pain in the ass for Xemnas sometimes but he was a sensual person and it was easy for a person to become friends with him. Xioimara could be sensitive and most of the time she was but Xioimara is also a headstrong prideful fighter. She only had two real good friends and there was some pretty good chances either the relationships would fade, break, or they just wouldn't remember her.
She wasn't even sure if these people were even real friends. They semed like it but it only takes moment for them to say one bad thing about you behind their back or to have a different thought.
Oh well. I'll face those problems when I come face-to-face with them.
She was sure that one of the relationships would never be the same until she got her Heart back. If she got her Heart back. She wanted to go back to the Organization but Xioimara was aware she wouldn't be accepted back into the Organization and now was the time to get a move on with life.

 

The melodious nocturne had no idea that Xioimara was gone and he figured if she was she wouldn't want to be around him anyway. Demyx had a way of pushing others by his eccentric behavior that he could not help. Was that why the members of the organization wanted nothing to do with him? Just because he made friends with others because he felt left out? There was nothing wrong with having more friends than enemies even though Cloud was to be considered an enemy in Organization XIII's standards. "I wonder if all of the organization thinks I'm a traitor now?" Demyx asked his friend as he held his own hands on his right knee sitting in a uncomfortable position on the armrest of the couch. "I remember the look Axel gave me when we both were at the nightclub like he wanted nothing to do with me and the way Larxene gave me her most spiteful glare. Just the thought of those two escaping like that out of the boss's clutches makes me mad. They're probably having the time of their life right now. Glad that I'm not there to ruin it for them. I just don't get it Cloud. What have I done wrong to alienate my own group? My boss wants nothing to do with me especially after he tortured me and now my own friends Axel and Larxene whom I thought they were want nothing to do with me either." He whisteled for Xioimara who was already gone. "Even she wanted to get away from me," he moaned and hit the couch as hard as he could.

Cloud placed his right hand on Demyx's shoulder and looked at him in his azure tearful eyes. "I can relate on so many levels Demyx. The people from here always look at me like I'm a disease just because of Sephirioth. They sterotype me and choose to ignore me. I've learned to be aloof because of what happened not only in this world, but because of my past as well." He rubbed his back hoping to ease any tension that the nobody should normally not have. "Your organization will never understand you. They are to selfish with their own goals and one of another to even realize what kind of misery you're in. You don't belong with them. What made you even become a member of the organization anyway? Someone as kind and friendly as you stuck with a group of murderous sadistic criminals except for a few I'm sure."

Demyx thought about what he should say and shook his head not sure of what he was going to speak of was the truth or not. "I really didn't have a choice. All that I remember is losing my heart to darkness and then some senior member found me. I think it was Xigbar and he brought me to the boss who then I assume saw some potential in me? I don't know the truth Cloud. It's all a heavy blur. My past is a mystery and I only can remember bits of pieces from it. There is a reason why I'am a member of the notorious organization and that's because we all share the same goal of becoming whole one day. It's true that my methods are unique and strange from the others' and my personaility is entirely different from going to one spectrum of the scale to the other extreme, but there is a reason behind that too I think." He clutched his head shaking it back and forth. "I stay because I'm not a traitor plus I have no where else to go and if I were to leave permentely, the boss might send the executioner after me and that would be Axel," he bit his lower lip gentely. "I can still remember the boss's words about what he said to me when I was trapped in that room for what seemed to be like all eternity. I'm never going to forget that." He began to shiver and sniffed a few times holding back his tears. "I'm sorry I don't mean to be this way. You have to have actual feelings in order to really feel."

Cloud got up from the couch, walked into the kitchen and made Demyx a cup of hot peppermint tea with a spoonful of honey in it for him. The poor guy looked like he was having a nervous breakdown and seemed to be scarred for life by what Xemnas had done to him. "Don't worry about any of them. You're safe here with me. No one knows where you are at and why would they even give a damn anyway? You're not going back anytime soon unless Xemnas has a very good reason for you to come back. I do not want you to go through that turmoil again. Someone as trusting and carefree, someone who believes he has a heart, but knows that he doesn't. Enjoy the peace and tranquility for once away from your corrupted deranged family." He got another blanket and placed it around Demyx's shoulders as Cloud joined got himself a cup and they both began to sip quietly and talking about what was on their minds. Cloud could feel that Aerith's kindness had indeed showed in him for never in his life was he so caring and passionate about a nobody's fake feelings.

 

OOC: Kind of empty on Xemnas. And this is the last time Larxene will get dragged, by the way >.>.


They were gone. And that was just as fine with him. He had just watched them blankly, dubbing them delusional and weak. The sight was quite pathetic, just not enough to overshadow Demyx's own. The petty fighting and back and forth was immature and childish, and it made him rethink that perhaps he should get rid of them both. Now, he could properly ponder over his thoughts without all the noises and stupidity that surrounded him. Memories were indeed, such a powerful thing. But Xioimara breaking because of it was hardly what he was searching for. She was a new being. None of it mattered any longer. It was ridiculous. He still had his mind set on what he had planned with Demyx, depending on his actions. Right now, he was easily expendable. And would be permanently once he gave one misstep and mistake. As for Cloud, he was not concerned over him. He was just a pawn and tool, and if Demyx wanted to follow the make-believe friendship, then he was not doing any good for the man. Yet, that will unfold in due time. Because of the series of constant intruders, once more because of Demyx's lack of capabilities, he would have to take strong measures in protecting the castle. Now that he was in the lab, and close to the underground, he could get to work, and rest in the chair to produce the effective shields. Which should be done immediately. And Vexen might be able to offer something to strengthen it.

It was time to act.

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"Nooooo! I don't want to go!" Larxene whined loudly with a snarl, every syllable coming forth muffled due to the intoxicated tone as she frowned heavily. She had been grabbed and pulled away from her righteous moment for no proper reason except that one person did not appreciate it for what it was. It was unfortunate that the alcohol had completely grasped her in its undying poison; she tried quite clumsily to get off his grip. She was enjoying the electricity, the feel, the levitation, and the way she glowed. All that had gone once it was interrupted unceremoniously, and she got pulled down from her position in the air. Her stubborn personality seemed to be a natural occurrence, nonetheless, as she fought and pulled back as much as she could possibly be able to, not wanting to leave. She was too drunk to realize she had, and could use, the strength to complete such a feat efficiently. Not being in the right state of mind got her to fight like a normal human female that could not defend herself would. She had reached a conclusion, despite the misgivings, however: she didn't like Axel now. He was a buzz kill, ruining things like this because it wasn't his type of entertainment. It was here that her grudge and hidden bitterness of his betrayal closely coiled themselves around her, reminding her of what he had done for only a slight second of hatred purging through her veins quickly. As well as how she wasn't supposed to be in this type of situation with him in the first place. She didn't trust him, or could ever forgive him. What was the purpose of her staying, then? The fact that she was being manhandled by said man didn't seat well with her. And she would have electrocuted him easily in her silent resentment if it wasn't for her almost tripping over a crack in the sidewalk. She caught herself, instincts in control, yet, the consequences did not stop. The movement set her dazed mind into another spin, forgetting her previous building fury for confusion as she became dizzy. Her vision had blurred, becoming less pronounce until she couldn't really see well. The act gave her a sharp pain around her temples, as if something was squeezing her brain, and she closed her eyes, cringing. The rain was still falling over her body on top of everything else, head to toe. She could have jumped into a lake, and the difference will not be noted. She really found, though, that she liked the smell of the rain in the atmosphere, before, during, and after it left. She was always fond of it since she was a child, now that she remembered it vaguely. The negative fact was that her black coat felt incredibly heavy to lug around any longer. It was becoming uncomfortable. And while she was drenched, her clothes and under clothes sticking to her like second skin, she was blindly being moved all the while. It was so fast, she couldn't really recall much of what she saw when walking. With the state she was in, attention was nonexistent, and it wasn't until she felt a blast of cold air hit her that she snapped her eyes open in a shiver that flourished up her spine. The difference in light blasted her sight, and she shut them roughly in reaction, a white flare covering her pupils. Instead of complaining more, she grasped unto Axel's arm to steady herself. Naturally she wasn't going to see for quite a bit, and falling into the floor was not something that she was looking forward to. Even with her mind being unable to think, some stable sense of self knew what needed to be done. She felt her high heeled boots now clicking tiled floors, and the cool density was from an air conditioner, she guessed. So they were somewhere. Where were they going again? She was positive that they planned it, about a hotel. Raising her free hand to rub her sensitive eyes, she ended up stopping along with the redhead. Axel began to speak to someone after. She was too busy dealing with the small thudding pound in her head, and her vision going awry -- but that was at least getting better. She sighed, her stomach clenching in a sort of sickness. It was for this reason she stayed silent, slightly pouting at the ill feeling that encased her. It didn't last long until they started moving again either, eyelids still closed as she just followed her higher senses and where Axel was taking her. The familiar sounds of an elevator ding met her ears, but she was too suffocated in her previous drinks that she just swayed when she was guided into the lift. There was a moment where they just stood, and she took the time to groan at the nausea that was twirling inside her. And all this time she really wanted to spend it out in the rain. She giggled to herself suddenly. Rain. Rain. Rain. That was so funny. Being pulled for the fourth time this day soon, she lazily took steps, wobbling as she tried to keep up with her lack of proper coordination compared to her partner.

She really didn't like being hauled off, drunk or not.

She yawned as she listened to some small click, and she could recognize that the light had lowered to a soft dim, making her think that it was alright to open her eyes. They were alright now, in terms of the flash that made them burn. Flickering her eyelids, she tentatively lifted them ajar, finding that the place they were in was balanced and not as bright. Wide open now, she saw through her rotating eyesight a foggy figure of Axel who she was stuck holding her hand with, feeling her cool skin now heat up for whatever action he did that she couldn't really pinpoint. She was seeing doubles of everything in certain intervals, and she shook her head softly, hoping it would make her concentrate. Yet, all that did was bring back that minor head ache. She laughed randomly again, finding it hilarious how she was falling all over the place. Barely getting the words that he directed at her, if he was even telling them to her, she punched him somewhat hard on the shoulder in a moment's annoyance, frowning as she remembered that he forced her out from the rain. She glared at the redhead. Or what would be a glare to her. "I didn't want to leave. And that's the last time you drag me as if I'm some kind of damn doll, ass." It would have been threatening and malicious if the words didn't come out heavily slurred and slow. She staggered a bit, having broken off Axel as her support in the process as she stepped away from him. Oddly enough, her vexed emotions got easily distracted to the sounds of dripping water, as she then glanced down to find that their soaked bodies were leaving a bunch of puddles on the floor. Or she thought it was. It wasn't clear to her. She licked her lips, tasting in the trailing liquid that was over her face, her damp hair fully plastered down. Her antennae-like forelocks were also watered down. Unlike the rest, though, they stood up quite a bit for it to be noticeable that she still had them. The patter of harsh rain striking the panes and giving the world water falls was much better as she then turned to the window. The boom and crack of thunder after that brief shine of lightning in the sky excited her nerves. She squinted her big, aquatic eyes in an attempt to see as that took her complete interest. In another unpredicted personality switch from before, she became silent now. That is, until she pointed at it, looking up at Axel and blinking inquisitively. Apparently, she forgot that she didn't need anyone's permission usually. "Can we go...?"

 

Xioimara slowed her pace down to a trot as she entered an alleyway. Xioimara stopped once she was covered by the shadows and breathed quietly. She kept her eyes on the ground and sat down with a sigh. "Gotta find someone who knows how to travel..." Xioimara quietly thought to herself and looked up suddenly hearing a scratch deeper in the alleyway. Someone was there. Who? Didn't matter. She wasn't interested. Xioimara stood up aa little on edge. She wasn't familiar with this place and had good reason to be suspicious of everything. Xioimara perked up her ears and stood still until she would be sure the presence was gone. Xioimara kept her eyes glued on the deep end of the alley once the noise sounded again.
'Just a rat.' she tried to reassure herself as she stared into the dark. 'Move.' Xioimara thought and turned to leave the alleyway, looking back to make sure she wasn't followed. As Xioimara turned back to watch where she was going she froze up and stared at a presence that stood in front of her blocking her way. It was a dog like her. She could see it was taller and possibly stronger than her. Xioimara doubted he would be smarter though. She wasn't in the mood to meet friends.
"Excuse me." Xioimara said quietly to the other and decided to lay low on this one and kept her head down and avoided eye contact as she started to walk past him but, how did she not see this coming, it wasn't going to let her go easily. The dog blocked her exit and pushed her back. Xioimara backed up, this was irritating, her tail went up, she was boss and she wasn't going to be pushed. Not now. Not ever.
"Back off." Xioimara said to it and stood up as tall as she could. Tail up, ears forward, the hackles on her neck rose once she knew he was trying to start a fight. She had obviously done something wrong. Not that she cared. Why should she? 'If he wants pain he'll get it...' Xioimara leaned back a growl coming from the back of her throat and just before she leaped forward she was stopped by another noise. There were other dogs.
'Right. Dog equals pack.' Xioimara stopped and listened as three others approached her sides and from behind her. Xioimara growled louder, this wasn't going to stop her. She jumped forward at the alpha who had originally blocked her path and was struck down by the alpha.
"Don't think you can invade our alley and get away unscathed, brat!" The alpha warned. Male. Xioimara jumped back against the wall, the alley seemed smaller only because she knew she was cornered. Xioimara snarled at the pack of four cloing in on her pushing her back into the alley. Xioimara charged forward at one of the smaller dogs. They were all bigger than her but she didn't care. Xioimara bit whatever her teeth found and lucky her it was the dogs neck. The stray let out a yelp as she attacked and tried to throw Xioimara, this was a lost fight. The others quickly joined in including the alpha. Xioimara felt pain go through her spine as the alpha bit her back and pulled her away. Xioimara snarled at him and grabbed another stray as he made his way to attack Xioimara, she bit his paw and was thrown to the ground as the alpha let her go.
"TRY ME!' Xioimara screamed as the pack came in at her. She tried to quickly get to her feet but felt a paw on her throat and was pushed down. Xioimara tried to kick the dog once she felt his teeth around her throat. She could feel the breath of her life being squeezed out of her. Xioimara could see the alpha that was choking her from the corner of her eyes. He was a doberman by the looks of it.
'Damn..' Xioimara stopped struggling and stayed stil, she shut her eyes and stopped her breathing. Xioimara relaxed herself and did her best not to think about anything, not even breathing. The strain on her neck lifted away as the alpha pulled away, Xioimara wasn't sure if she was bleeding. Probably. Xioimara opened one her eyes as she heard the strays moving away.
'Idiot...' Xioimara quietly rolled onto her stomach and got to her paws.

"Boss-!" One of the dogs called frantically to the alpha, he turned to see. Xioimara had the doberman in her clutches now. She was strong but not smart. Then again, Xioimara had the advantage of being part human-or nobody-one of them. Either way. She had more brains. Xioimara had the alpha pinned on his back and her teeth on the bottom of his throat.
"It'd be a wise idea for all of you to leave this alley and never try to claim territory of your own. If I ever hear another dog has been ganged up on you are all dead." Xioimara said and let go of the alpha. They all scattered out of the alley. Xioimara sat down once they were gone. She felt tired. Hurt. Well, she took that back. She didn't really feel any pain from the fight except for her back and her hind right leg. Xioimara stood up and walked forward. Hesitating if she should wait till night when no one would notice an injured dog. Then again no one would noticed if she was in her human form. If she knew how... Well, it became obvious to her. Just think of what you want. Xioimara stood up once she had figured out how to recover her old form. The cloak she wore from the Organization was waterproof. No one could see blood.

She looked both ways to check for people and didn't move out of the alley. Instead backed up. She didn't want to be around people. Xioimara was tired and the last thing she needed was being looked at by people. Xioimara looked at her hands and decided to try and see if she still had the energy to open a pportal "home". Xioimara put out her right hand and imagined what she had left her old place. It worked. For now. Xioimara quickly moved forward through the portal and when opened her eyes to her old apartment. Rather bar. It was clean even though she had been gone for so long. It was small. There were tables set up and in the back was a counter was a barrier from the back room. A door was behind the counter. Xiomara put her hand on the tables and made her way over to the counter. Xioimara put her hands on the counter and stayed motionless and quiet before opening the small door to behind the counter and walked behind. There were different alchohols under the counter. Xioimara opened the door behind the counter that lead to her room. It was empty. The way she had left it. Except for a bed. Xioimara walked over to her bed that was on the ground and sat down. She looked over, there was a note on her bed.

Keeping the place clean. When you come back stop by my place, if you don't mind.
-A

Xioimara half-smiled and left the note on the floor. Xioimara layed down on her bed and covered her eyes with her arms and tried to ignore the pain in her body. It would pass eventually. Everything would. It felt like something was missing.

 

"Thanks," he snuggled in the warmth of the blanket that was so comforting. He was safe at last, but as long as no one in the organization knew where he was at. Scratch that for why would they care? They were to busy with their own selves. The melodious nocturne was glad to be away from anyone that could hurt him. He felt that Cloud was like his only friend for he had not seen Axel in awhile. Why was he even thinking about Axel? He was the one that escaped with Larxene like a bunch of cowards just so they wouldn't have to face the fury of the boss. No, Demyx was struck with that fate and the more he thought about it the more it became furious about even going back to them. He couldn't betray them though. Like a prisoner, he was stuck and doomed to be forever trapped within the Organization XIII's grasp. No one appreciated him in that group. They wanted nothing to do with him and not one of them ever showed him a form of kindless unless it was for something that they had benefited from. Cloud was different for he was a human with a heart and was the one whom had rescued him. He braved the unknown when he was in the castle and could have easily gotten killed. He was skilled and didn't care about the consequences for as long as it he had a goal, Cloud was a force to be reckoned with. Demyx was greatful that someone enjoyed his company and didn't treat him like he was a leper and even went out of his own way to help him.

Taking a sip from his cup, he leaned against the couch and let the warm liquid run down his throat, heating up any chills that his body was experiencing. Yawning he was beginning to feel sleepy, but kept thinking that he was going to be summoned back to that dreadful castle by Xemnas any second. Why couldn't he just relax and why was he even thinking about the organization? They were out of the pciture for now and he should just enjoy the time he has with Cloud right now before something unexpected happens. Maybe that was why Xioimara had left as well or could it be that he chased her off with his antics? He didn't even know if he would ever see her again? Tapping his fingers on the side of the cup, Demyx stood up and began to pace around the room not sure of what to expect from Xemnas if he was going to come after him or not? "Cloud, what if the boss is testing me? What if he wants me to come back on my own? I'm afraid that he might torture me again. Am I wrong to think that?" He walked into the kitchen and pulled out a tv dinner from the fridge and placed it in the microwave.

Cloud's eyes scanned Demyx's movements and he could tell he was still worried and concerned greatly about what Xemnas had done to him. Why couldn't the organization just leave his friend alone? What purpose did they have to what to bring him back anyway besides the typical routine of getting hearts for Xemnas? Cloud placed his hand over his own forehead not sure of what to say. He didn't want to scare Demyx or say something awful that would frighten him more. The water wielder was like a tortured lost soul ready to be snatched up by Lucifer, Xemnas to be exact. The more he thought about the leader of the organization, the tighter his grip was on the couch. He closed his eyes to focus his anger so not to lash out on the wrong person. Part of this striking out on those he cared about was caused by Sephiroth and his evil acts upon his friends such as the death of his best friend Zack. It pained him to even think about what Sephiroth had done to make sure Cloud would suffer and the sad thing was that Cloud was helpless in that situation. Now with Demyx asking for his advice he was putting him back in the same situation that the blond wished he could of forgotten long ago. "If he wants you, he must come here himself. For all I know he will have to fight me before you go anywhere with him again. He could as well make you suffer and it's not worth the chance of finding out. You should just stay where you're at and gather up your strength. Tomorrow we'll both go out and check out the town. Doing something different would help ease your mind and make you forget about the troubles of the organization."

 

Axel corked his eye brow in bewilderment as he saw her interest in the rain as if the most exciting thing in the world. Half reminded him of a little girl intrigued with her birthday party. But at another instant Larxene was acting like a prom date that had gotten punch thrown on her. Whatever it was it was too bad a opportunity to stare at her wet placid figure that presented itself like a wet rat. This only made a quiet smirk rise from his lips as if he was in fact laughing at her misfoturne. To be truth he shouldn't be talking as he was in the same kind of predictiment as her. Either way nobodies didn't have hearts so it didn't matter if they were hypriocritical or not. The idea was this was Larxene one of the cruelist and wickest members in the organization. This was what he loved about her. Her personality and attitude being who she was, and not faking like she was doing now. During the time of intoxication she had an excuse so he didn't judge her on that. His goal was get her sober again and that meant to keep an eye on her. Which meant if she wanted to run to the lightning like an idiot than unfortuantely he would have to leap in after her. Being electrocuted would not be a good thing, but he couldn't think of a better solution unless he restrained her to the hotel room. Shaking his head of dreading that thought he doubted the lightning queen wouldn't do that because common sense would tell someone that if they are wet they would be like an lightning rod and connect with the wet clothes. No, he couldn't allow that. She wasn't herself so to keep her safe could be a challenge. Turning to face her figure the flurry of dancing flames folded his arms defiantly. "We aren't going anywhere unless this rain stops," his voice was a little harsh, but he wasn't going to let her control him. In truth he was tired from running through the traffic and partying plus avoiding certain people as he wanted to get some rest, but he wouldn't allow himself to do so unless she cooperated. "We are staying here whether you like it or not, you are not over the toxication yet," to make his point across he slipped his hand under her dretched anteena and played with it. His face very close to her now as if lips not to far apart from hers. Just out spur of the moment he pressed them onto hers and then let go. He licked his lips a bit as a ghost of a smile retorted to his features. She might try to kill him for this, but probably not because of her drunkness. Whatever the reason he took the chance. "You are very cute when you are angry, however you might feel more comfortable if you used a shower since you are soaking wet," His tone seem to be changed of casual now. He didn't need the shower since he could just dry himself off with the use of his element. Using his right hand his element began to sooth around his body and began to dry off naturally. After the water had evaporated from his cloak and under it the flurry plopped himself on the bed with his arms folded under his head and began watching her. If she tried to escape him for any reason he would find her. Hopefully she can be trusted in the bathroom.

 

Pain seared through Xioimara's mind as she tried to at least relax. Her eyes were tired. Felt tired anyways.

She regretted her actions. Of course she did. That was her only chance of 'hope'. No going back now. Xioimara sat up after a moment's of well needed encouragement. She leaned forward, pain going through her back. She shut her eyes and shook her head.
"It's not going to get better any time soon..." She mumbled and stood up after a few moments. Her dresser was set next to her bed. Thank God. She got out a pair of jeans. They were torn and faded. Naturally. And two times too big on her when she got them now they looked about three times too big. She had no desire to find pants that fit her. Let alone figure out how to tell if they fit.
This was the better choice she figured anyways. Less noticeable. She preferred to be just any face in the crowd. Xioimara took out a shirt. Black and red checkered. And torn as well by the stomach and sleeve. Also too big on her. Xioimara sighed, rolling her eyes.

She did NOT look forward to this.
"Better than nothing..." Xioimara went to her bathroom and cleaned her wounds the best she could and got changed. She changed her shoes to whatever she had. Black and gray checkered Vans. Practically ruined now. They still fit however so it was a start. She rubbed her eyes and left her apartment minutes later. She was tired but then again she was tired a lot. Xioimara was lethargic when she wanted.

She was off to the place where she made the most of her living. It wasn't pleasant. Never was. It was about a mile walk from where her apartment was. This. She stood in front of two metal doors. Covered in graffiti as were the walls. This was the time. This was the moment. She wanted to be found. Whether it was Xemnas or Demyx. She didn't want this but she had to.

A man, about 6' 8'' stood in front of the doors. He looked down at Xioimara and his eyes widened a little at the presence of her and he stepped aside.
"We thought you were dead." The man said and opened the door for Xioimara.
"Hm." Xioimara simply said and walked passed. Inside was nothing more than an empty cellar. There was a small crowd in a circle. Two men in the center. Xioimara watched from the corner of her eye. They were fighting. Kill or be killed. She recognized one of the fighters. Brown hair and a sharp face. Scarred. The other she had never seen. Blond with blue eyes. The blond one was knocked down and shortly after the brunette disappeared below the people.
Xioimara kept her hands in her pockets, glaring at the crowd. She wanted to beat every one of those bastards who didn't help. Who didn't stop the fight. Who cheered it on. For cash.
Useless.
Every single one of them.
This needed to stop. She wouldn't doubt if the blond didn't know what he had gotten himself into. Xioimara didn't. She pushed her way through the crowd. All adult men. She glared at whoever looked at her. Once she reached the front of the crowd the brunette had backed away and the blond was unconscious. No doubt his face was broken. He was a a bloody ragdoll.
"Get him to the hospital." Xioimara said in her usual monotone voice. A few men quickly moved around her to help.
Xioimara was suddenly pulled from the crowd by a rough hand by the elbow. She was torn between turning around and biting the person or remaining still. She went along with it.

Xioimara was greeted by the scent of whiskey. She had a blank expression as she looked up into the black and lifeless eyes of the man holding her by the arm. He had thick short black hair, a rigid face, and lifeless eyes.
"Don." Xioimara greeted, her eyes narrowing. She wanted to back away. Shrink down. She wanted help. From anyone. 'I shouldn't of left...' Xioimara looked down she couldn't stand up to him. Everything he had done to her. Gotten her into. It was all back fresh in her memory. And with that she remembered not to EVER direct eye contact to the ground. Her eyes widened, he let go of her and she hit the ground seconds later. Her face burned and it went quiet in the room. Xioimara felt her world shake and she got to her hands and knees and was pulled from the collar of her shirt back to her feet. Don got to her level and looked her in the face, "Don't ever avoid eye contact with me again." Xioimara was out of it. She looked at him with a blank expression. She saw it coming. He was going to hit her again. And again. However many times it took to convey the message.
'Help.' No one would hear her but it was worth it. It would be over sooner or later.

 

The night had peacefully come as the nocturne had shut his eyes and visions of different thoughts that were in his head came to him. He stirred and wrestled in his sleep, moaning a tad as he was uncomfortable and having a nightmare. "No. No..." In his subconscience he had been taken captive and both of his arms were bounded in chains that restricted his powers as he walked a slow angonizing path to the Superior to be judged. Falling onto his knees, he felt the sting of a lash strike him in the back causing him to scream out and face the eyes of Xemnas. "Please don't do this Superior. Don't you think you're going a tad over board?" He asked with the dread of fear etched on his features. His response was another lash to his lower region as fell forward on the ground, his head resting on the ground now. Pulling himself up, he began to panic, his breath quickening as Xemnas brought out another prisoner who had blond spiky hair.

He had no idea he would be abushed by so many nobodies and there were to many to kill. He had fought swiftly and bravely, but it was not enough as the organization members had surrounded him and took him by surprise. All of them had attacked him except for Demyx who fought to defend him and Xemnas who had watched the whole fight occur. Now it was judgement for the young nobody and his friend. "Let go of me! When I get out of this, you will not live to regret it."

"No Cloud!" Demyx screamed hysterically as Xemnas had brought the young man to his knees who was relunctly giving in. Hearing the whip smack Cloud across his back followed by the youth's cry of anguish, Demyx screamed again and was grabbed by the back of his cloak, by his hood and forced to stare into Xemnas's eyes. "No. Please boss." He whipped around to see a image of Xioimara watching the whole thing from a distance preparing to leave. "No Wait Xioimara come back. Don't leave me here with him. Please," he pleaded as she had left in trace. "She deserted me to go to Twilight Town," his mumbling was put to a halt when he saw two aerials blades form in Xemnas's grip, one aimed at him and one for Cloud. "Superior don't. Give me another chance please. I'm sorry I screwed up. You don't have to torture Cloud either." He struggled to get away, swinging his body forcefully back and forth, but to no avail. Demyx's body was tossed to the ground forcefully as the leader of the organization, took one of his aerial blades and begin to etchthe symbol of Organization XIII into Cloud's inner thigh.

Cloud's blue eyes had widened to saucers at what he reliazed what Xemnas was doing. "No I'm not your slave. Leave me alone! Ah!" He cursed and yelled at the top of his lungs as the aerial blade burned his flesh and was leaving a permanent trace of the symbol behind. Cloud couldn't do anything, but moan and cry out as the pain was to intense. "Demyx help me!"

Demyx could only watch in horror as he was forced by Saix with the claymore to his back to witness the sickening display. "No he does not belong to you too. He's not a slave to you like I am. Leave him alone!" With that comment, the second blade seared part of his cloak leaving a huge gash in the chest region. Demyx collapsed to his knees from the stinging of the wound, holding it there with his left hand, his glove beginning to soak into the darkness, blood and water from within him.

Cloud coughed trying to catch his breath and did his best to remain strong, but the liquid the boss was cleaning the wound with was causing it to burn more. "No! I can't believe you just branded me!" He dubbed over in sheer pain, feeling dizzy and overall fatigued.

Demyx crawled over to where Cloud was vulnerable and stood up to Xemnas, his eyes showing determination to save the one he cared about. Both of them were thrown back and tossed on the ground, by the Superior's power as he had one aerial blade to Cloud's neck and the other to Demyx's. When the final blow was going to strike, Demyx screamed out waking the other sleeping young man from his slumber.

Cloud fell off the couch and rushed over to Demyx's side to see what was the matter. "Are you all right. What's wrong?" He faced him and took a blanket off the couch wrapping it around the young nobody.

"I had a nightmare. You and I were both facing the boss and getting whipped and burned by the aerial blades. You got branded with the organization symbol as if you were the Superior's property and Xioimara was there, but she just watched and left to go to Twilight Town." He whipped his forehead and tried to calm himself down.

Cloud got him a glass of water and sat back down on the couch next to him. "I got branded? Oh man that would be awful. Besides how horrible your nightmare was, there is a reason why you had it. You have a lot on your mind. If you think about it, Xioimara was present in your nightmare and she had left, just as she had done when she escaped out the window. With the whole Xemnas thing you're worried he will catch you again and worried for my sake. This just tells me that you can't go back anytime soon or what you dreamt may happen. What we need to do though is to find Xioimara for maybe she will help us. I remember her saying she went to her homeworld and you're the only one who can portal so that is where we will find her."

Demyx drunk the rest of his water and nodded his head. Cloud had figured out what his nightmare had meant and seeing Xioimara there meant that she mattered to him in some way or another. She was an outcast too. "All right." He took the blanket off of himself. "Let's go then," bringing his hand forward, a portal appeared. "Stay close to me Cloud as we are entering the Corrdiors of Darkness." He took his hand and led him through until they reached the other side where he let go. "All right now all we have to do is locate her. Being a nobody I can sense her presence." His keen abilities led them to a dark alley and towards a small complex. Stepping inside with the blond, he made sure they were both out of sight as they both were in the shadows of the bar in the dark corners away for where people could easily spot them.

 

Xioimara put up her hand up in front of her. She didn't any energy left in her. Her mouth was bleeding from being slapped.
"You know the punishment for leaving!" Don yelled. She was nothing more than a tool to him. He threw her into the ground. Xioimara stayed on the ground, she didn't feel like moving. Her vision was blurry, she couldn't balance herself as she tried to sit up. She was kicked back to the ground.
"WELL?!" Don screamed as everyone gathered around. Xioimara stayed on the ground she would just be struck down. She watched as Don started to approach her, "Explain this pathetic excuse you NOW call yourself to everyone, Xioimara!" Yes. Xioimara had always been her name. Always had an X. No need to change it. She blinked and didn't move.
"Maybe if it's good enough you won't end up like blondie over there!" He said to her referring to the earlier fight.

Xioimara would've explained this in an instant. She didn't have a problem with it. She was, however, still very stubborn as she had always been. "I'm sorry!" Her mind screamed, "I'd never cry out to scum as yourself!" Xioimara said and started to stand up, she was on her feet. Shaking but on her feet. She smiled, she could see Don in the corner of her eye. Shaking with rage. She couldn't move and looked at Don as he raised a fist to punch Xioimara.

He was stopped.

"I have to admit, Xigbar stated, tightly holding onto Don's wrist to prevent this from going further. "Of all the rules of the old days, the one rule you should never forget," He looked into Don's eyes as he glared at him. "Never hit a girl." Xigbar stated. He saw it coming, Don tried to lash out at him. It wasn't even a fight. Xigbar tripped him and pushed him to the ground.

"You okay, kid?" Xigbar looked at Xioimara, it had only been about a day since she was exiled along with Demyx and she was already in bad shape. Xigbar froze as he began to move towards Xioimara. They were surrounded by those who sided with Don. Some had guns drawn, the others were ready to attack.

"What are you doing?! Attack them!" Xigbar looked at Don as he gave the order. "Move!" He yelled at Xioimara. It was useless but something to warn her. Xigbar ran forward and grabbed Xioimara by the wrist, as shots were fired.

"You really need to learn to pick your fights, kid!" Xigbar said to Xioimara and jumped on the counter of the bar, pulling Xioimara over and hide under the counter. They had to move and get out of here fast. Xioimara could barely move.
"You really need to find a hobby." Xigbar said to Xioimara.

Xioimara looked behind her, she knew this bar well enough to know they always kept a gun. She grabbed the pistol and flipped the safe off on the gun. "Here..!" She said to Xigbar throwing him the spare. They needed help. She was going to have to rely on adrenaline if she wanted to make it out unhurt or alive. She sat still for a few moment and looked on the shelf, she noticed a pack of cigarettes and she grabbed it.
"Even though you hurt me earlier," She started and offered Xigbar a cigarette. "I really think you were the best person I'd probably have gotten to know in the Organization.." She whined.
"Don't worry about it, kid. We'll get out o-" Xigbar paused as three bullets shot through the counter between where they were sitting. The cigarette Xioimara had gotten out, for herself, was ruined by a bullet.

Xioimara remained in her spot, she had been holding a cigarette. Now ruined. She didn't move. Didn't even blink. Well, except for her eye twitching for a moment. They had overdone it. She just wanted to enjoy the last few seconds of what would be her life.

"Xioi-"
Xioimara huffed for a moment and closed her eyes. She opened them after a moment, staring at the ground, her eyes far off. She stood up, her hands in her coat pockets. She kept her head down as she started out from behind the bar towards orderer of this barrage. She quietly walked forward and stood in front of Don. Her head down. A familiar energy seemed to be in the air. There was a lot of familiar energy as was. She thought of Demyx for a moment.
He was mad at her?
She kept her focus on the ground as she stood in her spot. Thinking but not really paying attention.

 

User name: Deathsight44
Character name: Kexim
Gender: male
Age: 16
Species: Human
Profile *Biography*: 6'2" tall. He has brown hair, brown eyes, and doesn't have too many noticible features. His eyes have black circles around them, obviously due to lack of sleep. He can act like a harmonal teen at most times, but also has his serious side. He is as unpredictable as a child, and you never know what he might be thinking. Most tend to describe him as weird, strange, or just plain out of it. None the less, he loves a good fight though, and though he is trying to work on being more respectful towards others, he still struggles in doing so.
Weapon: He has two mechanicle gauntlets which, when activated, spred over his arms, holding two pillars within each, which stretch off of his shoulders. He can stretch the boulders out, then slam them back into his arms, causing a shockwave into the opponents body if used the right way
Powers: None
What side you're on: Neutral



User name: Deathsight44
Character name: Fraxo
Gender: male
Age: 18
Species: Nobody
Profile *Biography*: Where Kexim reaches the limit of weird, Fraxo only takes it farther. A younger adult who will do whatever he wants, whenever he wants. While he is considerate of others, he tends to simply not care. Money is nonexsistant to him, and fighting is certainly not his thing. Including his afro, he is 7 feet tall, though he still has his 8 inch afro, which obviously sticks out to most. His hair is brown and he has black eyes. He wears a cloak which resembles that of the orginizations though, so it assists him to keep his afro hidden. He always has 2 combs sticking out of his afro
Weapon. His weapons are......unique. The comb in his hair, when pulled out, is activated as his weapon, and turns into......well, what can be best described as a giant fly swatter. The grip is made of steel, while the end of it, where the....rubbery part would be is made of a foreign substance which is most certainly not rubber, but still is just as flexible. He can create 2
Powers: Wind
What side you're on: Neutral



User name: Deathsight44
Character name: Toxyn
Gender: male
Age: 17
Species: Nobody
Profile *Biography*: Though Toxyn is indeed an aquantence of Kexim and Fraxo, he is no where near their....child-ishness, nor strangeness. He is a very serious person, and does not provide mercy to most. He is sly, clever, and takes whatever joy he can mutter from manipulating others. He enjoys power and crushing others physicly, emotionally, and mentally. He's 5'8" tall, and has silver eyes. His hair is black, with silver streeks in them. Also, like Xigbar, he has an eyepatch.
Weapon: Like Saix, he has a claymore, except he weilds two, with spikes at the end, and circle in the middle of its tip, holding a strange eye shape in its center
Powers: He can manipulate energy, as well as harden it into pure diamond. If he hardens a person within diamond, then he can drain life energy from them, making him stronger
What side you're on: Orginization XIII