Organization XIII's revenge

"You aren't gonna be going anywhere right now!" Xigbar said and immediately ran forward to catch Demyx but two things happened, he ran into Xioimara and she had fast reactions and was quick to lunge forward at himself even after she was hit by Demyx.

Xioimara backed away after being hit by Demyx and was ready to help him up but turned her attention back to Xigbar and went for a blank assault and darted forward throwing her weight into Xigbar and pulled him down. "Nor you will be going anywhere!" Xioimara threatened, having Xigbar pinned down with her knee on his chest and the trench knife to his throat. "Move and I'll make this your last breath!"

"Get going now and take him somewhere out of our boundaries, our asses are on the front line!" Xioimara said and then remembered she lost track of-
Xioimara felt her breath come short and her stomach drop. She hit the ground, her vision spotted by black dots from the shock of hitting the ground. Everything seemed lost-everything felt like a dream, and then reality started to sink back into Xioimara, "Where am I?" She questioned as she came back to the real world-'Wow. What in the HELL happened?' She thought and a little bit came back to her, she remembered managing to pin down Xigbar, 'Oh, yeah, that's right. I'm in a fight.' She nodded with a smile on her face and suddenly she stopped smiling and opened her eyes widely, 'Oh, shit. I'm in a fight.' It only took her all but a few seconds to realize this but it felt like it took forever.
"Again, you should really hold your tongue when you talk, kid. Your a hint slow when it comes to reactions, for a moment there I thought the table had turned on me." Xigbar said as he looked at Xioimara, in fact, it was just a lucky fact that he was able to even kick her. She looked shocked for a moment, surprise! That's what happens when you attack someone. You get hit back eventually.
"You leave and the kid gets the beating of her life." Xigbar threatened Demyx-neither of them were to leave. He needed Xemnas to be on the premises about now. He knew Xioimara was ready to take on a challenge. She always appeared to be headstrong, stubborn or childish. Expected of her.

"Go! Go! Go!" Xioimara suddenly said to Demyx, waving to him, "I'll catch up! Get him somewhere safe! Now!" She said to him and glanced around, looking for her trench knife, it was gone. She suddenly felt herself get pulled her feet by Xigbar and she almost, just almost, went to bite him but that wasn't really an expected fighting tactic of Xioimara, the only thing halting her from acting on the impulse was the chill of a blade on her neck.
"You Mofo! How dare you steal my art!" Xioimara spat at Xigbar, using one of the most common words of her vocabulary on Xigbar.
"You don't have much of a clean mouth either." Xigbar said to Xioimara, he had gotten a hold of her trench knife while she was down and was now using it against her. He had never attacked out like this before but he needed to find a way to keep Demyx held her even if it meant taking Xioimara captive.

 

OOC: Following the saying give the people what they want, I'm going to give you what you want. I haven't thought much about Marluxia, so his part might not be good.

Note: I change the name of Vexen's lesser nobody it's now philosopher. Someone else can take scholar.

While Leon was going through Castle Oblivion, Sora started having the feeling that he had been here before, let he no memories of the place. That’s when Sora just started having flashes of events that happen at this place why he was having these visions appear in his mind, were these memories he didn’t know that he had. All Sora saw was a younger version of him arriving at the castle, and he was greeted by a man in a black cloak, that Sora now knew that he was a member of the organization. When the vision was over Sora found himself at the castle, and Leon was far ahead of him. Getting himself tougher Sora headed in the direction Leon had gone, when Sora had found Leon he heard Leon say that the door, to the room Cloud was in, was locked. “Maybe the keyblade can open the door.â€, said Sora as he summon the keyblade into his hand.

As soon as voice was heard a cold feeling went down Vexen’s spine. Vexen didn’t know that the Superior would come here, and he had heard just enough of what Vexen had said to make the Superior suspicious. What should Vexen say or do he didn’t want the Superior to think that he was a traitor. Finally not being able to control his fear Vexen got down to his knees in front of his superior, and he started to plead “Superior, I had nothing to do with the action that has taken place. All I wanted to do was meet our newest member, so I sent one of my philosopher nobodies to find her for me. When it came back it told me that she was in Castle Oblivion with Demyx, and there was someone else a blond sticky haired warrior older then Sora, it is possibly that he could have been a captive. The last thing I was told was that Xigbar had arrived there a short time latter after her.†When he was done speaking Vexen put his head in his hands ready for the Superior to shout at, and punish him.

Marluxia appeared in his quarters only to find that someone had tried to find information on him, they wouldn’t of succeeded there was nothing to find. With not much to do right now, since his conversation with Xemnas was over, Marluxia took out his personal small version of the crystal back at Castle Oblivion, and see what the other members were up to. Vexen was in his lab busy pleading with Xemnas about something, in the observation room at Castle Oblivion Demyx was in there and so was Xioimara and Xigbar who seemed to be in an argument, the only thing Marluxia found more upsetting then this was what he saw next Larxene was with Axel and they seemed to be getting along to well for Marluxia to take. Marluxia became so displeased with what he saw he didn’t care about what the other members were doing. Putting away the crystal orb Marluxia knew that when he met Larxene again he would make sure he knew who she called friend him, a person who tried his best to achieve what they wanted, or Axel, the person who cause all their hard work to be the death of them.

 

Leon as he stood back so that Sora could open the door with his keyblade. "Don't worry buddy. We will get you out of this place." The brunetter told his friend as he smiled shortly knowing that Sora was the only one who could get him out of this. "This place is really creepy, and Organization XIII seriously don't have any taste of interior design." He thought that the white marble with every room they have been in was really boring and he perked his ears as if he thought he heard other voices besides, Cloud, Sora and his own.

 

Cloud was at a loss of words. He didn't know what to do, but he had to get out of the room as soon as possible. He couldn't bare to think of Leon getting caught all because he was worried for his safety. Cloud did not need to go on another guilt trip.


Demyx gasped at the expression of Xigbar's face and nearly panicked when he watched Xioimara dive upon him with a blade in her hand. "What is she doing? If the boss found that she attacked a higher member I don't even want to think of what could happen to her," his thoughts raced in his mind. Watching the horrid display, he stepped back, nodding his head with her comment. He would be in hot water if Xemnas were to catch Cloud in their territory and who knows what would happen to his new friend. He had to get him out of the castle. "Right. Thanks!" Springing to his feet, he ran down the halls out of sight looking for Xioimara's room. Coming around the corner his luck got worse at who he saw. Sora had his keyblade ready to open the door and Leon was obviously communicating with his friend. ****. Now there were more intruders in the castle. Thinking quickly he portaled into Xioimara's room, appearing before the blonde warrior. "Cloud, I have to get you out of here otherwise I'm going to be in deep trouble. Just follow my lead ok?"

"Oh Demyx you scared me," Cloud held his hand at his chest on his beating heart that was thumping like a drum. "I thought it was going to be one of the others," he calmed himself down retaining his level headed composure.Feeling his arm being tugged, he cringed at the nobodies's haste actions. "I can't leave without Leon. Who knows what your family would do to him. He goes to or I'm not leaving," he crossed his arms stubbornly.

"What? But we don't have time. Oh! Fine I'll get him out of here first. Stay here," he disappeared out of the room only to appear before Leon and Sora. "What? Man this is not my day," he backed away at the look of the weapon. "Look I don't want to fight Sora. I don't have time for you," he jumped a few feet in the air at the sudden rage he was feeling from Cloud's friend. "I don't want to fight you either." He backed away hitting his back smack on the door and to his surprise the door opened from Sora's keyblade. Cloud rushed out of the room and stopped in mid track at where Demyx stood. He looked at Sora and then Leon after sighing outloud. Demyx could tell he was frusterated and it would be hard to keep their secret, but somehow they had to. Giving Cloud a sincere look with his eyes hoping he wasn't going to judge him for what he was about to do, he snatched his arm and pulled him into a void he made apprear at the last second. Unfortunetly for Demyx, his mindset was not clear and he sent the portal to his very own room in the World That Never Was. Realizing what he had done, he sat down on his bed and placed his head into his hands. He couldn't conjure up anymore portals because his mind and body were exhausated.

Cloud nearly staggered falling over the nobody by the intense force of his strength. Coughing he stood up from his knees and eyed where he was at right now. "Where am I? What did you do?" he wanted answers and he wanted them now. He checked his comlink, that he had recorded the valuable information and encoded the crystal ball description so he could continue to observe Axel and Larxene's actions through his small display on his comlink watch. It was vital to observe them from afar as he would relay the information to Leon if he ever saw him again.

Demyx's hands rested in his lap once he gazed at the seriousness of Cloud's face. "I'm sorry, but I panicked. You're in the World That Never Was in my own bedroom. I can't summon any voids or passageways through the darkness right now since I need to rest. I've exhausated my power. I'm afraid you're stuck here, but I will take good care of you. I'll make sure no harm comes to you Cloud," his lip quivered getting a guilty sensation for what he had done.

Cloud blew out some air from being frusterated, ran his hand through his hair and sat down on Demyx's bed knowing there wasn't anything he could do. What point would there be to be mad at him? It wasn't entirely Demyx's fault this happened? He just wanted to be friends and he didn't know it would go this far. "Nah... Don't worry about it. We just have to make the best of the situtation. I just hope Leon is going to okay. Sora has a keyblade so he'll be fine, but Leon doesn't and ...

"I'll see what I can do to help if I can, but I have to be careful for my own sake. If it comes down to it Cloud, I'll have to pretend to hold you as a captive and don't take it personally. It's to save my own skin. I'll make it up to you I promise," he looked at him straight in the eyes. "If word got out about you and I being allies well then I could be put under castle arrest, grounded, or hurt beyond belief. I'd be in serious trouble that's for damn sure," he lied back on his bed and starred up at his ceiling before turning to face him. "When my power returns we'll make a clean break for it, but that won't be until probaly tomorrow. It all depends on my powers," he shrugged feeling hopeless.

 

"Get up," Xemnas demanded in a hiss, his tone tight and resembling what would be a growl to any unknown ear, not believing that one of his members, let alone Vexen, was acting like a coward. A spineless coward. He frowned at him deeply, his expression, while blank, displeased, not able to stand this show of fear. And they could not even really feel fear. This was embarrassing for him as a leader, and he pondered whether Vexen will easily break when a enemy confronts him at other points. It was shameful. But, that was not his main concern, despite that he was extremely repulsed, yet, nothing else happened that would make Vexen unworthy of even speaking to. He had send a private spy of him now, a Sorcerer, to follow one of the members at Castle Oblivion that seems to be parading with this new visitor. It has yet to come back. They barely even returned, barely alive, and one of their members had decided to play a game of sneak...that was failing miserably. Whoever was foolish enough to pull off getting anything pass him, was sorely mistaken. He had predicted Marluxia's betrayal. Set him up. Everything was his eyes. Every single place. Especially as he was the one that brought them all back, thus, they shared more of a connection due to that act of using his energy for them. And there's no doubt that his senses were already suspicious of that sole member who had gone and brought someone back from the outside world. One, who he was sure, was a dent to his new plans. And one who had the scent of Sora. Just, of course, not Sora. Perhaps a friend. Yes, he had said that he would not kill them, along with traitors, but it did not mean that he would not punish. If he cannot kill, than the consequence will be much more severe for that not to happen again. He must not lose control and order of his members, and if he let one get away with it now, the others would follow, and then there will be no choice of sending them back to Darkness despite his new resolution; which was for naught. Because if he cannot get the same respect back, then there was no reason to "start over". This was the reason why he had maintained a strict rule when concerning a group, when being ruthless: they would do whatever they wanted otherwise.

And he cannot have that.

He got distracted once his lower Nobody had returned to report, and he did not waste any time to ask. The person who was the culprit...was none other than Demyx. He did not expect for this particular member of all the ones gathered, but nonetheless, he was not surprised. Not that he could be. It was ironic. Demyx was in no doubt preaching about starting over, and beginning anew not minutes earlier, even daring to challenge him about his ways, and then...what happens? He was the cause of the rift all over again. Yes, "starting over" indeed. Not only was a hypocrite in their mist, but no doubt that when he confronted the Melodious Nocturne, he would lie. He also got information that it was a blond man that he was with, and already was trying to hide him. Such petty trouble. Because now, some other man was in one of their bases, maybe searching for the intruder, from what his Sorcerer had told, and with none other than Sora. Demyx placed them all in jeopardy for his lack of mind.

And this was not going to be taken lightly for the water wielder when they meet face to face.




Larxene just tilted her head innocently, this time, not faking it as she kind of pouted, watching as her hand was being pulled away by Axel from his spikes. They were quite amusing, really. Like a porcupine. She smiled toothily at that. Maybe that's what she can call him to maybe irritate him a little. Porcupine. Or even Hedgehog. And no matter what he said, his hair was the shade of a tomato. She didn't notice it before, but, really, when she looked back at it, it did. Especially when it was contrasted with white washed walls. Studying his hair color more as if to confirm this fact, she then concentrated on her hand being held, noticing even in her stupor that it hadn't been let go of. She blinked, looking up at him questionably, but not quite so. When had she...when did she have her hands uncovered? Her expression turned into confusion for a second as she attempted to dig into her brain for the answer, before realization hit as she remembered taking them off while eating that food. Yes...and she put them somewhere in her coat. Or pants. Still, that wasn't the distraction she was experiencing, as her body tensed a little automatically, feeling uncomfortable, just not exactly in the bad way she expected.

Her body prickled and her blood started to rush more quickly...she couldn't even deny that, but she didn't make a attempt to let any of that show as he kept her gaze on him as well, steadily, wondering why he was...was he liking the feel of her skin? Shifting her aquatic orbs around his face, she then eyed his overall body vaguely, trying not to be too apparent, at least. That sudden hunger she had felt before came back with a thick flutter on her stomach, around a little more below, and she knew by its grip, that it had nothing to do with food hunger this time. Yet, she liked to think of it in that matter anyway...because, really...it was ridiculous. Things that she had thought she had abandoned long ago were returning. That was in the past...and that shouldn't carry over to the present. Not those ones. Dislike. Despise. Disgust. They were welcomed. The rest were long gone...and should have disappeared. She was still bitter, and she did have some hatred boiling somewhere for Axel, but it was lost now without her doing much of expressing it for some reason. Maybe drinking a lot was the cause, she surely felt loose. The partying mood, to let things go, for once. If it was any other place, she perhaps wouldn't have let Axel get near within a ten foot pole without somehow wanting to break his pretty face. No. FACE. Not pretty face. Face. She shouldn't be thinking in that matter about him. Then again, that would be taking back her words, because she did already admit to him that he was handsome...in some, special way. As well as some other Organization members having good-looks; he wasn't the only one, so it wasn't this big of a deal as she, for a moment, believed with the atmosphere between them. Yeah, she definitely must be intoxicated. Making her feel and thinks things she didn't need, want, or...even twist the idea any longer. She let out a long breath as his fingers slightly felt hers, and she was suspecting if he was doing this on purpose to throw her off or play with her. And she glared slightly in small anger and annoyance at what things he can still pull no matter how much "different" he was trying to come as, her defenses going back up, and her attitude about to go full throttle. But before she could do something, he had freed it, and she took her hand by her side rather roughly, hearing him talk with a set face, though he was getting a bit blurry to see. Hmm...the effects. However, some words that stood out drifted pass her contemplations, making her frown.

Aw, crap...was the thought in Larxene's, somewhat dazed and light headed, mind, as Axel reminded her of the upcoming hang over that she was aware will come once she wakes up and sleep off the alcohol. If they make it to the castle tonight, she just predicted Xemnas was to have a meeting early. One, because he was Xemnas. He was an ass. And two, because, obviously, with this return, they were to have one. And this was exactly why she didn't want to go back; lack of freewill. Unlike what she was doing now - whatever she wanted. If she didn't comprehend that there was no real escape from it, she still hated the thought. Even while drunk. Or maybe so drunk. Tipsy? God, she didn't even know. At least she knew better than to drink anymore by this point, that shot was her very last one for the whole adventure.

What snapped her out of her thoughts, was when her hand was held again by Axel, making her freeze for a good minute, yet, this time, she just gave a sideways glance. A hard one, as he needed to stop doing that and making her question some aspects that she'd rather not go in. But, she also didn't make a effort to break it, and just let him guide her. It was pointless to start a argument. Nonetheless, as she followed, she felt as if she was forgetting something, the type of when you were about to leave the house and go check around many times to see if something was missing that you should've gotten, because somehow, you knew there was a item that you swore you were thinking of taking with you. And she figured out what when she saw her bag of money on Axel, who was carrying it like the chivalrous gentleman he ever so was. Roll of eyes. But she halted midway through the portal, stopping him too. Mulling over what she was going to do, because it was really, really, truly, unlike her, and will cause people to question their sanity, she pointed at the bag, her expression stern as she turned to Axel, "Hey...we won't be needing that money, right? If we are leaving this world..."

She didn't wait for a answer as she extended her hand for it, gesturing to give it to her.

 

Leon's eyes widened as he was about to ask the well being of him as he just noticed that Cloud had yet disappeared again. Just right before his eyes and once again it was that nobody Demyx. He could not figure out how his mind was working and why he kept taking his friend away from him. "What is with this guy? I am sick of this cat and mouse game," He growled, he stomped the ground about to throw his weapon down, out in frusteration, but knew that they were in enemy territory so he decided not to do so. He turned towards Sora, as the brave warrior fell on his knees in distress and melcohney, not wanting to blame him, upset that they had to find Cloud again. "It is a good thing I have this tracking system on Cloud's watch. When I find Cloud he and I are going to have a serious talk." He told him as he typed in the corridinate. However, he could hear two other voices as if they heard more nobodies. Perhaps they knew where Cloud had gone. "Oh this is just great. Sora prepare to fight." He replied having his gun blade in his grasp tightly getting ready for the inevitable. "COME OUT ALREADY YOU COWARDS! IF YOU HAVE THE GUTS TO TAKE OUR FRIENDS HOSTAGES, THEN FACE ME HEAD ON!" He was gazing in every direction not afraid and just wanted his friend back as he was really angry and worried about him. The way he was feeling right now he felt he could take anyone on even they were stronger or not.



Axel eyed Larxene carefully noticing that by her stance and seemed fancinated with his hair that she was intoxicated therefore he would have to keep an eye on her. She was in his hands now so he controlled her fate. It might be a scary thought to her, but to Axel it was not. They had to develop trust somewhere so this is the way to go if necessary. She wasn't that vulnerable yet, or was it a front that she didn't want to look weak in front of him? If so it was intriguing. Either way he knew that she could handle her self if needed so. She was a very beautful strong willed woman, but he would be there for her if needed. It was ironic for him as she was supposed to hate him yet during this time at this place she was slowly letting down her guard a little and relaxing. Almost trusting him, there seem to be no obligation thrown in the mix that he could see through her. He could read people easily as he seem to do so in the whole Castle Oblivion of past and play with their minds a bit, but he wasn't doing it here. He wanted her to trust him.


He gently gave her sack back to her though was a bit frusterated that she was holding him up from going to a different world. In his aspect he thought of her being selfish so why would she question about leaving the sack of money. Was this her soft side speaking or was it from the drinking spirts? He doubted that Larxene had changed that drastically, but in the long run it was a little interest to him. "Just keep it as a souinver. You earned it so why not keep it as a keepsake. Or would you really feel guilty if you took it with you?" He questionedly replied almost chuckling darkly at his comment. His gaze never leaving as approached her with something else to say just in case Larxene wasn't fully functional in the head to comprehend the message because of her drinking. "Xenmas's sorcerors have already informed me that there will be a meeting tomorrow. So we can use this time to have some real fun."


Once again he pulled her towards him close to his body as the open portal vanished with them inside with or without her protests. A few moments felt like minutes as the corridor darkness had transported them, as he lead them inside a modern night club where people were to busy dancing not even paying attention to the way they had entered. There were bright lights flashing repeatedly from the strobes and loud fast paced music playing with a dj there spinning the songs once another comes on. The lights were blinding so he waited until his eyes adjusted to the dark to even observe his own atmosphere. There were seatings with tables, food, bar and etc and of course a stage where the music was blaring from. This was all foreign a bit to Axel as he remembered vagully as his past life as Ale, that he and Myde hung out at places like this, but he wasn't sure if it was that modernized or not. He recalled that his memory also sent out signals that he was in fact involved with a gang as well, but he had befriended Myde and hung out with him, and some other people, not to mention a particular girl who he had risked his life to die saving her from some complicated situation. The circumstances were dire though.

Shaking his head to erase the images from his mind. He turned to look at Larxene to see what she would think of this place. "I know it is loud, but at least there is more activity going here than that other place we were at." He gazed at all the young people there that were thrown into a mix of teens, young alduts and even older ones. All humans not one with supernatural powers of any sort. Just sensing them he could smell the scent of alcohol and smoke on their breath among other things. Where some were dirty dancing. He quickly turned away from the scene not wanting to get influenced in any way.

With Larxene being in the condition she was in he had to keep an watchful eye like a hawk to its prey to make sure none of these sleazy guys try to take advantage of her. If they tried he would kill them without a warning. He didn't see her as his property, but as a friend....At least they were wearing their cloaks which protected them from certain things. He thought for a minute what the other people would think that they were from an occult group or in fact gothic, but let them have their own opinions on their selves.

Still having her hand grasp in his he brought her to the dance floor mimicing the others the way they were dancing. Though it was not that hard for him because through memory he already knew how it was done. It was almost like a second nature to him. He did so none of the other guys would try to make a pass on her if they knew he was with her. In his thoughts they would probably still try and then he would deal with them if need to happen that way. He may have changed a bit to not being as bored, but he had not lost his fighting or killing experiences and it wouldn't be a problem to do so. The whole atmosphere could be burned down in a instant if he had the urge to do so and with so much liquor being passed around it would definity be a huge fiery explosion that would be seem like fireworks and amusement in his eyes. Always had the facinsation with fire as he drew that out of his thoughts. Finally he let go of her hand so that she could dance with him as well.

 

Cloud reached over to the side of the bed where Demyx was looking straight up at him and touched his shoulder. He wanted to offer some comfort to the lost nobody in desperate search of a friend outside the organization. He could tell the anguish he was experiencing by his body posture and worried expression. He blamed himself for all of this and he wasn't expecting any trouble to come from it. What was so wrong about being friends in the first place? Demyx didn't ask for this fate of being a slave to Xemnas. It just happened and he chose to have his own mind and free will behind the others backs. He didn't do anything wrong to deserve this kind of life. Cloud was beginning to understand more about the melodious nocturne as his situation related to his own sad past, caused by Sephiroth who had betrayed him and pierced him through the chest with his slender blade protruding from his back. He had lost his best friend Zack Fair and it could of all been avoided if he somehow knew of Sephiroth's intentions. He blamed himself for Zack's death and how fate had crushed his light and altered his thinking process and how pestimistic he became forever shrouded in darkness. He could not escape the life he lead ruled by another forever in Sephiroth's midsts being hunted until his inner light was snuffed out for good. Demyx was in the same predictament with Xemnas forever being sworn to serve him and carry out his wishes and the other higher organization members' orders.

Patting him gentely on the shoulder, his blue eyes saw the azure ones that held a diminshing twinkle fading with the layers of doubt and insecurity. His own glove felt the curved arch of a point on each of his shoulders protruding out as he slowly studied the material of the organization cloak. Demyx's leather cloak held some differences from the others and he wondered what the reason was? Was he able to choose this difference on his own to make him stand out from the rest in some regard or was the slight difference held for a reason that the spiky blonde warrior could not fanthom? That was the only difference he noticed for other than that, the cloak was exactly the same as the others. "Hey it will be okay. Everything works out in the end. I've learned to deal with what life throws at me the best I can. No matter what anyone says you should be the one that controls your own life and not have anyone control it for you. It's hard and frusterating and it will lead to trouble, but in the end it's all for the best. No one can ever take away free will," he offered his hand out in a gesture for his friend to take.

Demyx smiled and took the hand helping him to his feet. He was greatful that Cloud was reasonable and seemed to care enough about him to bother giving him advise. The musician gazed at Cloud's blue eyes and read some sort of deep sadness held within. The warrior had been through a great deal and he admired his strength to carry on and have the stamina to keep going no matter what. Demyx placed his hand on Cloud's chest curious of the beating heart that thumped rapidly as he placed his ear to it listening to the constant pulses like that of a steady beating drum. "So this is what a heart sounds and feels like. I've forgotten what it's like." It intrigued him wanting to know more about it since he had lost his own when he became a nobody. His touch made Cloud tense for a minute unsure of what he was doing, but he relaxed remembering that nobodies didn't have what he took for granted. He was curious was all and there was nothing wrong about that. Once he gotten his fullfillement of a sensation he forever yearned for, he removed his hand from Cloud's chest and blushed hoping he didn't do anything wrong. "Sorry. I was caught in a trance by the beating of your heart. It's what I want more then anything in the whole world. I would like to be whole again and not some empty shell whose fate is to disappear in the darkness."

Cloud smiled which he rarely did feeling remorse for his new comrade. "Demyx that won't be your fate. You have so much to live for. You're not like the others at all. You care and feel even if you're told you're only decieving yourself. Even if you are living a lie, it's better to live with peace and happiness then one in turmoil. Look to your inner light," Cloud recieted what Tifa and Aerith had told him several times in the past. They were rubbing off on him and helped him through his hardest stuggles telling him to always see the light through the darkness. "Besides," he got up from the bed, "I'll do what I can to protect you. I always protect my friends," his heart of gold rang true to the musician whom felt better about himself. Cloud noticed him raise his arm into the air and summon forth a orb that transformed into a long instrument resembling a guitar. He remembered reading Leon's data and the journals Ansem had which refreshed his memory that this instument was indeed Demyx's weapon and one of the sources of his power. Reaching his hand out to touch it, he felt the slippery surface and pricked his finger on the sharp blades. "So this your mighty weapon?"

"Yes this is my pride and joy. My sitar means the world to me," he placed it on his lap and ran his fingers through the strings resonating a beautiful sound. "I'm not perfect and I've been trying to satisfy myself with the right sound, but nothing seems to come out right. The more I practice searching for that particular sound the more disappointed I get," he twinked his instument, his right hand plucking the strings, with his index finger holding a few down while his pointer finger felt the middle ones creating a different sound one of a higher pitch. "This works for now," he closed his eyes as he hummed a song to softly making up some lyrics as he created his melody. His singing was like of an angel for it livened up the room and sent forth shivers down Cloud's spine. He was caught in a trance by the siren. A wave of pleasure washed over Cloud's soul as he felt the darkness and his doubts drifting away. They would soon return, but for now they had disapated from the light that shone through. Demyx's singing halted as a thunderbolt crashed on the sky reminding him of where he was. The boom of thunder followed along with another flash as he ended his tune.

Cloud heard the crash that knocked him back to his sences as he looked outside at the darkness and the heartshaped moon looming in the distance. "I guess you get used to that." He felt cold all of a sudden and wrapped himself in one of Demyx's warm black and blue blankets form on top of his bed that was soft and fluffy. He held it tight to him wishing he had something hot to eat and drink. Shivering, he felt the melodious nocturne's warm touch on his chest as he felt warm steam warm up his frigid flesh. Sighing outloud with relief his goosebumps disappeared as he lay his head back on the ninth member's chest temporaily letting the warm sensation flow through his body rasing his body temperature up. "Mmmm... it's like I'm in a hot bath," he mused his eyelids becoming heavy, his body totally relaxed.

Demyx rubbed him having his water in its steam phase travel to his lungs as he inhaled the moisture. Once his water had done the job, he gentely nudged Cloud onto his pillow making sure he was warm and comfortable. "You look hungry and thirsty. I'll get us something hot to eat. Just stay where you are. I'll be right back," he covered his face in the covers and left his room, running down the hall, jumping down the flight of stairs and sliding down the rail using his water and feet to propel him across the room in a graceful and beautiful display. Dashing into the kitchen, he frantically searched for something for them both to enjoy. Opening up the freezer he found some potstickers and poured what was left for them into a pot of water that he heated up using his power. Within seconds the water was boiling as he increased his water pressure cutting down the time to cook them. In a matter of minutes, they were ready along with the sauce he defrosted. Taking out two bottles of punch from the fridge, some napkins from the cupboard, he set them on the counter and drained the potstickers of any starch with a strainer. Lastly he placed them in a bowl, cleaned up his mess, and took out a large bag of salsa cheese seasoned chips from the cupboard along with chopsticks. Taking his time carrying all of his items he made his way up all the stairs, down the hall and gentely knocked on his door for Cloud to open it.

Yawning slighty the blonde youth heard the knocking and walked over to the door, his arms wrapped around himself holding and dragging the blanket behind him. He peered through the door and saw that it was Demyx with food. Opening up the door, he closed and locked it once the nobody had entered. He sat back on the bed and drapped the blanket around him away from his hands so he wouldn't get food on it. Sniffing the auroma, his stomach growled as he picked up the chopsticks Demyx gave him and chowed down on the delicious morsels savoring each bite that he dipped in the gourmet terryakki sause. Demyx had outdone himself as he watched him eat his meal while licking his lips from the sauce that dripped from them. Taking another bite, his eyes lit up when he was offered some chips. Munching on them gradually, he drank his punch and looked for something to wipe his mouth with. Demyx noticed that and gave him some napkins from underneath the bowl. Cloud took one and wiped the sause from his the side of his mouth before eating some more potstickers. "These are really good," he swallowed his mouthful before speaking. "Demyx I didn't know you knew how to cook."

With his right hand picking up some chips, he shoved them into his mouth followed by a swig of punch. "Huh? Oh I know how to make some things. I just had to boil water and that's easy with my power," he bragged biting into another potsticker, chewing it slowly and swallowing it. "I've had to learn to fend for myself if I wanted to surive," he ate some more chips and whiped his mouth with a napkin. "I'm glad you like it," he cheerfully added feeling great for being complenmented instead of sneered or put down for. Once he and Cloud finished their meal, Demyx summoned his dancer to clean up his mess. This was all he could do in the meantime. His powers were slowly returning, but they weren't quite ready to use. Perhaps in a few mintutes he would test them out again. The dancer nodded its head not saying a word as if left taking the dirty dishes to the kitchen and cleaned them up before disappearing elsewhere. Demyx stretched out on his bed with Cloud next to him glad that the meal was sitting well in his gut. Upon seeing that Cloud had moved his hand, his eyes gazed at the comlink that was presenting some images. Interested he took a closer look and saw Axel and Larxene through the display. Cloud was indeed crafty to make what looked like a mini version of a crystal ball, but with his advance tecnology anything was possible. Cuddling up to him, he watched as Cloud rested his eyes, his breath resonating as he inhaled and exhaled slowly. Demyx smiled at his friend as he kept his eyes on Cloud's display of the comlink. His smile wanned like that of the tide at who he saw on the dance floor. What the hell were they doing there? Were they trying to get more drunk and so wasted that anyone could take advantage of them? His memories began to flash as he recalled the times he had with one of his friends. Myde always thought Ale was jealous of him. Myde had moves like no other. He would sweep the other contestants off their feet and blow them away with his awesome moves shaming everyone else. Music was in his blood and was how he became such a rockstar and a model having girls and some guys swoon over him. Demyx shook his head from that memory and tested his power to see if he could summon a portal. It worked, but it was weak and it was now or never to show Axel, Larxene and anyone else in the club what he could do. He would not let them have fun without him hogging the spotlight as he did numerous times when he was human. Smirking he kept his portal open and shook the warrior for him to wake up.

Cloud groaned and yawned once more getting the sleep out of his eyes. What could cause Demyx to bother him from his sleep? Perhaps they were in danger. Opening his eyes he lept off the bed and took out his weapon that leaned against the wall next to Demyx's sitar. Glaring he waited for any dangerous adversary to come to him. Realizing it was only Demyx that touched him, he lowered his weapon. "I thought I was going to be under attack," he eased his breathing, his heart thumping rapidly. "What's with the dark void?"

Demyx summoned his sitar from the wall and made it disappear able to call upon it if he needed to. "Cloud we're fine, but I feel we should leave. I have something I need to do plus my powers are startting to come back. That is why I summoned the portal of darkness. I looked at your comlink and I saw Larxene and Axel somewhere else at some nightclub. If there is anything I can't stand is them having fun without me being the life of the party. Besides I need to have some fun before I see the boss again and hopefully he doesn't know of our friendship. I can't bare seeing you as a captive which is why we need to leave now. You can take my blanket with you if you're cold. Keep it," he led him through the void and made sure no harm came to him as they passed through. Hiding in the shadows in the interior of the nightclub he saw the dancers having a blast as he and the warrior were concealed away from all of the other dancers and watchers observing from afar keeping to themselves as the music blared the room.

 

Xioimara pulled away from Xigbar seeing that Demyx had left but the collar of her shirt cloak was pulled back, "DON'T TOUCH ME!" She yelled at Xigbar and in the instant she felt herself become hot-tempered enough to boil blood. She kicked herself away and pulled away from Xigbar, "HOW MANY TIMES WILL IT TAKE TO GET THE MESSAGE THROU-" Xioimara stopped and backed up hearing a masculine voice. 'Shit!' She panicked, a friend of Cloud, they were going to get her sold out. Even if they didn't mean it. Xioimara darted out of the room, she had to get to whoever that was-'Sora?' She questioned, "NO! Don't say anything!" She yelled reaching forward as she turned a corner to face Leon and Sora, and skid to stop a scared look came across her face as she stood up straight and narrowed her eyes at Sora-then Leon-then she looked up, "Why me? Why am I so short...?" She said under her breath and looked back at Sora and Leon. "We didn't take him captive." She started to say in a monotone voice.

"Xioi!" Xigbar called and stopped a few feet from Xioimara. How could she be talking like this?! They were her enemy! Everyone here's enemy! Xigbar seized Xioimara's arm and threw her back against the wall. "SHUT UP!" He forewarned Xioimara-she was such a rebel-childish-then again, she probably trusted anyone she saw as long as they weren't an adult like himself.

Xioimara caught her breath short and put her hands up staring at Xigbar with her teeth tightly grit together. "I'm helping-!" She pleaded and remained still in the same posture.
"I told you to be quiet! You are going to get us all killed! Even yourself! You shouldn't even be in the Organization...You're too much of a kid." Xigbar said to Xioimara and in his hands appeared the all too familiar gun arrows.
"Don't you dare fight him!" Xioimara said firmly to Xigbar and narrowed her eyes and brought down her hands. "You really expect to end a war like this?" She questioned and didn't change her expression as she was threatened by Xigbar with the gun arrows. "Screw off! They just want their friend back!"

"You're gonna be the death of me, kid." Xigbar said quietly to Xioimara, "You don't know anything about the tactics of war. Of battle. Stay out of this. Peace never comes peacefully. That's the hard truth." He said more aloud to her, "As for you, you are either with or against us and as far as things go, you're looking more and more like a traitor. So is Demyx. The Superior is gonna have your neck." Xigbar warned.
"I'll gladly give up my life for something rightful. It would only bring us closer to our goal." She said with a duller look coming into her eyes.
"Now your just negative." Xigbar said to Xioimara and brought his attention back to Sora and Leon. "If it's a fight you want, it's a fight you'll get." He said to Leon and Sora with a smirk across his face. "Doesn't seem like too long ago when you put me down. This time it's not going to happen."
"Stop it." Xioimara said and rose up to her feet. "There is none of our creation's happiness, life, nor love." She said and paused her eyes fixed on the picture in front of her with Xigbar, Leon and Sora. So this was probably it? Maybe. Yes. She was risking herself for Cloud, and Demyx. Two people she barely knew. "That is because there is none of our creation's sadness, misery, nor death." She said and fixed her eyes on Xigbar. "Get it through that thick head of yours. You too." She spoke and looked at Sora. "We live like any other person or animal and as such we want to feel that sharp pain of death. Suffering. Misery. Pride, Courage, Happiness, Hope, even Love. The only thing I want is a new, better start with parents that will love me, care for me, they won't leave me to fend for myself and sin my way to Hell on Earth." She said to him and waited for their responses. She was able to get calm into this situation instead of immediately charging at each other and clashing into a fight. "Come with me." She said to Leon and Sora, approaching them but was stopped by Xigbar's arm, holding her back.

"Being brave means sacrifice. I'll never forget that I am not a coward." She said to Xigbar though she kept her eyes fixed on Sora and Leon. "I can take you to your friend." Xioimara said to them in a calm voice. "Unless you would just rather have myself and my friend disappear into a wonderful void of Heaven nor Hell nor becoming part of the worlds, and your friend to sadly parish. I'm sure you'd be grieving yourself for a long time despite the fact that he would still be in your heart." Xioimara said to Sora and Leon trying to lure them in, she wanted to help them really, mostly for Demyx and herself, and damn it how she was trying in vain to keep Cloud's name in the back of her mind and not even hint away at the gender. She was hoping that Sora and Leon would catch on and keep the name top secret.
"That is why you are here, right? You do want your friend back, right? Or just to kill us off merciless as fast as possible?" She asked and stood still, either way, she was screwed. Xigbar versus her versus Sora and Leon versus Xigbar and herself. It was confusing to even think about. Demyx really was gonna owe her for this if she was able to survive this ordeal.

OoC://I hope I got their location right? If it isn't then I'll just change around my post. xD

 

OOC: I’m trying to keep this like a sequel to Kingdom hearts 2 and Sora never heard Demyx or Xigbar be named, so that’s why Sora doesn’t call them by their names.

So many things were happening so quickly, just as it looked that Cloud was going to be saved he was taken somewhere else by that same nobody. Then a nobody that Sora didn’t know appeared asking for peace, only then for her to be attacked by a nobody Sora did recognize. After trying to think Sora then said “Maybe I’m wrong, not all nobodies are evil Namine, Roxas, Axel, and you seemed to be nice, but†added Sora while getting in his defense position “there are some nobodies who are evil like Xemnas and you.â€, finished Sora pointing the Keyblade straight at Xigbar. “How can you people treat each like that?â€, demanded Sora to Xigbar. “She was telling the truth. We only came here to find and save our friend, but if it’s a fight you want it’s a fight you’ll get.â€, said Sora in his heroic manner. Without even looking at Leon keeping his eyes on Xigbar Sora said bravely “Leon, go with her, find Cloud. I’ll deal with him.â€

Vexen slowly got back up to his feet shivering the whole time. He couldn’t help it if he was a coward; there was just something about the superior that terrified him so much. If anything the fear had grown with Vexen being eliminated by Axel, for being considered a traitor. The worst thing was that Vexen was most likely back were he was or lower respect wise. The Superior had been interested in Vexen’s letter, and due to Vexen’s fear the Superior would now have a lack of fate in his 4th member. With this Vexen decided to make a vow that he would achieve something so great that he could redeemed his lost respect.

All that time planning and it ended in failure and my death. This was the thought stuck in Marluxia’s mind, while he tried to meditate. Also Marluxia was trying to decide what action to take, inside Castle Oblivion was the pest Sora just asking to be killed; meanwhile there was Larxene who was at some club with that traitor Axel. Which place should he go to? After a belief moment Marluxia made his decision, he raised his hood up over his face, opened a portal, and stepped through it.

OOC: This Sora post was probably the best in character post I made let as Sora.

 

Leon nodded as he kept his weapon on guard just in case Xioimara tried to pull anything fast on him. He wasn't sure if he could trust her, but he knew that Sora was going to handle Xigbar and most likely fight him. Leon knew he had to form some kind of trust since the nobodies knew the whereabouts of Cloud. He would fight if he had to, but of course he would want to aviod it if possible. "Okay, I will go with you, but if you lead me on a wild goose hunt or ambush of any kind you will not like what will happen next." He told Xioimara as he followed cautionously. "Don't worry I will get you out of this hell."

 

"I came to you due to the letter you sent me, which piqued my interest. As you may know or not know, part of the reason why we are back is to repay...the disservice that was done to us in the past," Xemnas sighed as he watched him shudder, though at least it was a much better sight than the one he had shown earlier. That was just uncalled for and disgraceful, and he would not stand for such demonstration in front of him. Nevertheless, he had said what needed to be said about his presence here, and it was up to Vexen to response, as he concentrated on what Demyx was now planning to do. He shook his head slightly when he had portalled the two of them out of his room, and now, he believed, was the time to act. He summoned forth a Sorcerer, sending it not much later to where Demyx was now at, telling him precisely that he knew what he was doing, who he had with him, and that to either bring his little friend with him along with himself to Where Nothing Gathers, or to be hunted down by him personally. It was a ultimatum, and Demyx was now in charge of his fate. He did not have patience when members are acting awry, and he better be careful with his steps, or they might...suddenly lose a water wielder. He did not know why he had not done something so far, considering that he brought one of Sora's friends to join up with him, and who knows what he had said so far. He was not to be trusted, and he'll be sure that Demyx will not be part of meetings, and to warn the others not to tell him a thing, or someone will have to protect them. Either that, or keep his most secret plans, while giving the rest a vague version of what he was to do. Yes, he had to keep things to himself, just as he had always done. Demyx had made it difficult to keep with his oath of not killing them, as apparently, look where that got him to if they were free to do whatever they wanted: a sneak.

No other choice was left.

Well, why keep it as a souvenir when it's going to be useless? I doubt I need the whole bag to keep for that, and this is nothing more than irritating baggage to keep... she answered as she grabbed the bag and slung it over her shoulder, to herself, not outloud, face tightening in annoyance as it was directed at him. Obviously he was not comprehending her. She had no more use for it, and handing it down to other people other than the pathetic ones loitering around here was the better option. She was not high on the moral standard in any way whatsoever, but she was smart, and not drunk enough, to be aware that giving the money to these idiots and imbeciles was only a expensive gift they were going to waste. Probably this very night. And she truthfully didn't want to give them anything, so the only other choice is to search around and who can she leech it to. Because she surely didn't want it. This type of money wouldn't work on other worlds, especially as it was the 1800s, and it wasn't the usual munny that she was used to buy synthesizers and other necessities from like in Twilight Town. She was not in any way liking that she had to carry this bag around, and as she was about to argue her case, though she felt her eyes daze, and she had to shake her head to stop seeing two, blurry Axels, she felt her body being moved closer to his by his very own volition, her mind in the state were her movements were lagging, as well as her reaction time, and her breath caught in her throat. She didn't even care as they began stepping inside the portal, and she let herself be led aimlessly, distracted by the lack of space between the two that he had done, and his scent. His natural smell...it was like a cross of spice and cinnamon, but she couldn't really get her head around it as it was in itself genuine...and she noticed he was really warm too. Really warm. More than normal body heat, yet....not that badly. It was enough that you could feel it, and she wondered how it would be to sleep next to him, toasty. It was like a personal heater, and for some reason, as she looked up at his face, even the darkness...she was attracted. She wasn't going to keep that hidden to herself anymore, and be in denial. She was. And a tingle in her spine, and the swell in her stomach provided more clues that she was starting to get slightly heated, so she willed it away in case she did something utterly ridiculous in her body's desires while it was consumed by alcohol. She was suppose to hate this guy. And in some form, she still did no matter how calm and cooperative she was being for the night, that was obvious. She didn't trust him, and she didn't think when she ever could. If at all. But at the same time, she was drawn to his magnetism, and that was something she couldn't help. She didn't know whether to feel repulsed, or just accept it considering that you really could not control what your body felt like having, or had carnal hunger for. Larxene had to remember this was the exact guy who charmed his way into their plan, and betrayed her, and stabbed her in the back without a second's blink, and she kept that always in her mind. Right now, she was putting all the bad blood and problems away just to have the good time she needed before she had to go back, yet, it will be different once this night was over. She would not let herself be fooled, no matter what his true intentions were, good or bad. Axel was one of the people you have to keep caution for. Even if she couldn't really make her body derive from lusting for him, she could not pay mind to it, and keep herself in check. She was able to do that...intoxication aside.

It was much more...breathable and more cooler and fresh, and less stuffy once they found themselves in a dim, though big, club, the music blasting on at full volume out other speakers, the bass highlighting the beat to set the mood, the floors with perfectly cleaned and silver tiles, while the walls were of the same shade, metallic. Disco lights, flashing different colors, blue, green yellow, orange, pink, red, purple, its rays reaching across the entire place, rainbow circles dancing around the ceiling, the ground, spotlights raining down of certain spots, and then her favorite and preferred addition: the laser lights. They were crisscrossing around the air above them, and the whole scenery represented the beauty of a real actual dance club, with a DJ set underneath the wide stage in his own dais. The bar, she noted, near the entrance, and in its very own corner with its black marble counter table, stools on the customers' sides, glass cups hanging from the rack above that reflected the light as the bartenders took one and served the beverages, flipping over bottles in well learned tricks, and enticing the people for conversations. Now this...this was what she was talking about. Modern. Modern music. Modern alcohol. Modern everything. And it was no surprise when a big grin appeared on her face as the adrenaline was already rushing, watching the mob and crowd dance and sway, grinding against each other, while some girls, the types that like to show-off and were proud of their "skills", were dipping up and down, shaking their ass...kind of making her nauseated. They were dress to the touch, however. And they did look sexy, with their dresses, and their outfits, and their shoes. Larxene almost wished she was dressed for the occasion. But beggars can't be choosers, so she had to deal with her current Organization cloak. Already the music was pumping in her blood, and her body, like a heart beat, building up the suspense and anxiousness to join in as she saw the chatter, and the fun. And it was why this time, she was right beside Axel all too eager as he dragged her to the dance floor. She dropped and let go of the bag of money as they found a space for themselves, the weight of it quite irritating, and a nuisance when she will be dancing. She halfway wanted to smack Axel for not letting her get rid of it. But she will take care of the money, sooner or late, on a break. Protecting it with some electricity, though she didn't know what people will find that was actually worth inside, she glanced around, everyone basically grinding and romping with one another, or at least, too close and intimate for it to be regular, innocent dancing. And with that picture in mind, she then eyed Axel, only to make a blanching face at the thought of them in that matter. And there were many reasons why she would not dance like that, at least with him, as she already saw some guys willing when they smiled at her. First, it wasn't like that between her and him, ignoring her recent temptation. Second, she did not know what Axel appreciated when a girl danced with him. He might be a prude for all she knew, and didn't like that sort of connection. Third...with her problematic situation of...yearning for Axel's...body and anything really, it was better for her to stay a good distance away from playing around with it further. And fourth, it would show she was completely single. All the couples were somehow interlocked and feeling each other, and as Axel swayed by himself, and she in her own, it was obvious that they weren't together as a pair. Shrugging, she began to move her hips to the melody, her self-conscious gone as she moved and jerked, almost enticingly and flirtatiously as she eyed a certain good-looking guy. It may have been awhile since she had been to a club, yet, what she got from it in her past didn't leave; and that meant getting a guy's attention, or at least encourage for him to come over and that he was accepted. Chuckling to herself as she fluently accentuated her curves as she flowed them with her her waist, side to side, and a little faster, she turned to Axel with a smirk, "Any girls that caught your eye yet? Cause I already got four guys that are worthy."

 

"Plagiarism." Xioimara accused with her arms crossed after listening to Sora.
"It's illegal."
"Very." Xioimara added referring to the last thing Sora stated and met Leon's eyes, "If that time comes then you will have every right too." She said in a monotone voice with a dangerous look added into her eyes, she started forward ignoring Xigbar, she knew he was going to try and get in her way. Of course he was. This was it, she was a turncoat and she could do something about it-but for now...No. She would take them to Cloud. It gets worse before it gets better, right? Xioimara stopped when she felt a hand on her shoulder. "Don't touch me." She warned Xigbar without even as much as glancing at him, her voice sounded threatening enough, but she accomplished nothing by this threat, in fact, for the matter his grip had only become more harsh.

"Do NOT touch me!" She said once more and her temper reached it's limit once he refused once more to back down. "What in the Hell did I tell you?!" She demanded as at the same moment a sharp blade sound came from her sleeve and she turned with her hand in a fist near Xigbar's throat, on the top of her hand sitting nicely between her knuckles was a chalk white bundi knife. If she had been a step closer-just one step that blade would have had him dead at that moment. She had the chance right there, every chance to assassinate him, and Xioimara damn well wanted to, "You've broken my trust enough and as far as things go you need to stay the fuck outta my life, just like every other damn adult-if this is what this Organization is about then you can kick me out for now. This is one Hell of a life and as much as I like excitement I'm not putting up with an ass like you. I told you twice before to not touch me, and you ignored that threat-you're lucky I can fake my guilt really freakin' well. No means No." She said with a hush and narrow eyes.

"Beat his as to next weekend." Xioimara said and tilted her hand up a tiny bit and the blade disappeared. Safe. "Let's go." She said to Leon and jumped back, Xigbar wasn't one to pause during a fight-they both relied on instinct when it came to fighting or just reacting to threat, in general-he, unlike herself, knew his powers better and knew when he could, couldn't, can, and can't escape or attack. "Come on before I'm too tired to escape." She said and opened a portal to Demyx's room. She hoped he was there, 'Please let him be there!' She prayed and grabbed Leon by the arm pulling him through with her.

Xigbar reached forward and grabbed Xioimara by the shoulder, she wasn't going anywhere? She wasn't happy about that at all and didn't want to be near him at all-not at all, he pulled away hearing the sound of a knife or some sort of blade. He stayed still with his eyes on her weapon, man, you couldn't turn your back on that kid for one moment without her finding some way to defend herself against you. She had it with him, she would come back to them in a week or so, duh, they always come back, normally anyways, she didn't seem like one to forgive easily but who knew? She didn't want to take anymore chances around him as it was and was getting jumpy. "I'm twice your size, I wouldn't disobey if I were you. Don't do this." He tried to persuade reaching forward at her but she was misinterpreting every move he made as an attack. How could she be like this? He was doing his best not to attack, he didn't want to hurt her. Not now.

"Xioimara, please-" He tried to plead with her, she wasn't with this much at all. "You will get killed if you become a turncoat like this-Xemnas won't let this go." He halted once she started to get closer to Leon and Sora, he wasn't in the mood to gamble his chances on how close he could get before they attacked him. "Don't-!" He said and stood still, shaking his head, she was gone. 'Damn'it! She is going to die...! Whether it's by Xemnas or Sora or Leon.' He thought and turned his view onto Sora with his gun arrows held in his hands.

" 'Guess we'll find out who the best fighter is right now."

 

(OOC: Time to Party! Edit: Post is fixed. Thanks for pointing that out for me. ^_^)

The lights and sounds were beginning to get to him. Staying close to his friend he observed the people in the room making fools of themselves and getting jiggy with it. Sighing and placing his right hand towards his eyes, he looked at his comlink display to see if there was anything from Leon. He was worried that his friend who had been looking for him was in dire straights from being left at Castle Oblivion with any unknown danger. Trying not to think about that, he punched some keypoints to locate his current location. "What the? His communicator revealed that Leon was indeed in Demyx's room where he had once been with another nobody, but he didn't know who it was. Well there was nothing he could do about that. Hugging the blanket closer that Demyx gave him, he watched some girls make eye contact with him. He acknowledged them with a simple shake of his head not wanting to be bothered. He had other things on his mind and chose to try to keep a clear head and not be concerned greatly over Leon's safety since there was nothing he could do to help him. Feeling a tad guilty, Cloud remembered the last thing, the bruntte had mentioned to him about wanting to speak to him and by the sound of his voice he wasn't happy. "What did he mean by that? Does he know about the friendship Demyx and I formed?" he thought keeping his weapon close to him and under the counter so a security guard or bouncer wouldn't throw him out for wielding such a dangerous thing. Taking a glace at the nocturne he saw that he was having a semi comfortable experience except for the sudden appearance of an alienlike organisim that had materialized was causing much dismay to the youth. Keeping his hand on the handle of his weapon, he edged closer drawing it slighty forward concealed in the shadows.

Demyx was previously getting in sync with the beat when he was halted abruptly by a sorcerror that spoke to him making the ninth member become placid, his voice shaky and stuttering. "How does he know all this? I haven't done anything wrong I don't think. How upset is he? When does he want to meet me? No I can't do that, but if I refuse I could be in for it big time. All right all right I got the message or should I say threat," he dismisssed the sorcerror and just when it was about to leave, his own senses didn't expect what was about to happen giving him another reason to panic.

Not liking what this creature was doing to make his friend shake his head and shake nervously, he took the blanket off of himself and swung his broad sword swiftly across the air and through the sorcerror's midsection causing it to fade into the darkness. The last thing the hero wanted was to have this nobody take the hearts of innocent lives that were simply having a good time in the night club. Being satisfied with himself, he placed his deadly arensal down hiding once more underneath the counter and close to his feet. His ears picked up on a sudden gasp from his musical friend that made him arch his eyebrows in curiousity. "I didn't trust that thing. Who knows how many hearts it could of stolen?" he crossed his arms, his back leaning against the bar counter's edge getting him a few puzzled looks from the spectators on the bar stools.

Demyx nearly freaked out and kept his outburst to a minimum not wanting to call attention to himself. Moaning he placed his left hand over his forhead and drug it down across his face, groaning softly. "I'm doomed. I'm so busted. The boss is going to kill me," he gritted his teeth nearly biting his tongue. "Next time warn me before you swing your weapon!" Slapping his own forehead he observed Cloud frown slightly feeling guilty for what he had done. "I'm sorry. You didn't know. You're used to killing heartless and nobodies," Demyx made an excuse for him as he paced. "No, I need to set things right before the boss thinks otherwise." Summoning forth a dancer, he spoke to it in a paniced tone. "Ok listen up. I want you to inform Xemnas that I got his message and that it was an accident that his sorcerror was slayed because my friend is used to doing that. I had no part in killing the boss's sorcerror. Also let him know that I will come to him with my friend to Where Nothing Gathers when the time is right like tomorrow maybe, but not now since I need to think of what I'm going to say to him and I need to have my freedom probaly for the last time. Please don't fail me. " He took a breath once the dancer had left and located Xemnas referring the message word from word to the great leader.

The blond warrior peered at his friend, his blue eyes hinting some sadness that he could of gotten him in more trouble. Wanting to cheer him up, Cloud bought him and himself a wine cooler from the bar and handed the drink to him. " Here, normally I don't drink, but I can make an exception this one time. There is nothing you can do now. Worry about what happens and later and just live in the moment right now," he clinked glasses with him as he took a swallow from his hawaiian coconut alcoholic beverage.

Demyx accepted his drink not knowing that his and Cloud's drinks had been tampered with by the bartender out of spite or pure stupidity. One had to watch their backs being at a night club for any freaky and bizzare events could happen when least expected. Placing the drink to his lips, he swallowed nearly half of it, the watermelon mixture sliding down his throat and mixing in with his stomach acid causing him to burp. Smiling a bit, he took another swig until all of it was being digested along with his dinner of potstickers earlier. Feeling as if he had a rock in his gut, he rubbed his stomach and burped again, his body at ease for the moment. His mood was becoming playful and wild as his body began to sway to the beat giving him the craziest idea to show off. Memories surfaced of his life as a human and how he knocked everyone off the dance floor with his incrediable moves. If they thought that was crazy then no one hasn't seen anything yet. Loosening up, the emphorines in his brain created a chemical mix making him react in ways he noramally wouldn't unless provoked. Signaling for Cloud to follow him, the melodious nocturne shoved others out of his way with his shoulder and strolled over to the dj, requested a song that he remembered he had danced to before and waited for his que.

Cloud drunk the rest of his drink and shrugged figuring what harm could a little dance competition do. He clearly wasn't thinking for the drug was beginning to effect him changing his mood to something entirely different. Keeping his weapon down he followed the young man raising his head up at girls that looked at his body. Knowing this was Demyx's moment to shine, he waited for the music to start keeping an eye on Larxene and Axel on the dance floor, the lights beginning to fade out until the club was engulfed in darkness. This was it. There was no turning back now.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_qP9OfzdA6s

A bunch of gasps and a few curses were heard among the crowd wondering what had happened to the lights and the sound? What was going on? A shadow drifted onto the center dance floor concealed from head to toe like an omionous grim reaper had crashed the party. As the beat faded in, his shoulders moved from side to side, his hips matching the same pattern of the tempo. Walking back and forth, the figure leviatated slightly produced by his steam off the ground having the crowd gasp in awe. Touching his feet to the ground, he swung out his neck to the right and to the left, his face still concealed underneath his hood. The strobe light reflected his cloak of the tiny water particles floating in the air falling slightly on the ground causing it to be a slippery hazard for anyone who wished to intervene. Extending out his arms he did the wave in several swift movements keeping his whole body rhythm in sync with the beat of the fast paced techno. Opening his mouth, he voice rang loud and true, resonating around the night filled atmosphere as he sung and expressed himself in a devoted manner as if he had a heart yearning for love.

Where is a love, who shoes me a faction
Where is a love, where lies my attraction
Where is a love, that touched my heart
Where is a love, I'm ready to start

Steam errupted from the ground, as he revealed his visage in a flash unzipping his cloak revealing his chest and abdominal muscles making the ladies swoon and sweat wanting to see more. Sweat dripped down his impressive six pack, as the skin reflected that of a tan from the lighting of the the colorful lights and the strobe light flickering off and on. Pointing to the ground he thrusted his hips forward and back, then swayed them in a full rotation clockiwise. Bringing his hands to his chest, he formed a heart where his heart would be if he had one. Wiggling his finger at the crowd he pointed aimously to anyone in the room, his azure eyes sparkling with zest and life.

Need A Lover Tonight!
Need A Love Tonight!
Allright! Allright!
I Need A Lover Tonight!
Need A Love Tonight!
Allright! Allright!
Give me all Your love to me
Give me all Your love right now
Give me all Your love to me
Give me give me all Your love!

Appealing to the crowd he repeated the process of the swinging of his hips in a sexy manner dragging his hands down his body in a relaxing manner causing him to gasp with sheer pleasure and his tongue to swipe across his pearly whites. Bringing out his leg vioently he kicked the air doing a side kick followed by a roundhouse kick. He was impressing even the best of dancers wondering what else he could do. Smirking he leaped onto the floor flat on his back and began to break dance spinning like no other, the water on the floor giving him the edge to nausate anyone who watched. Bringing up his hips, he thrusted forward heaving his whole body off of the ground in a figher's pose followed by a gangster's pose. Looking mean, he switched to his other side, his eyes narrowed and his hands waving the crowd to come forward.


I feel the love...I need satisfaction
I feel the love...I need a reaction
I feel the love...The beat of my heart
I feel the love...I'm ready to startRap:
Hip to the Hop
to the hit to the top
from the rain come again
rigi rain digi bang
move around to the sound
throwing down to the ground
to the rap to the rock
to the step to the pop
Hip to the Hop
to the hit to the top
from the rain come again
rigi rain digi bang
move around to the sound
throwing down to the ground[/B]

Pulling himself out from the pose, he spun on one foot like a top his leg extending out as he then jumped high into the air and landed with the splits.

Refrain :
I Need A Lover Tonight!
Need A Love Tonight!
Allright! Allright!
I Need A Lover Tonight!
Need A Love Tonight!
Allright! Allright!
Give me all Your love to me
Give me all Your love right now
Give me all Your love to me
Give me give me all Your love!

Becoming even more thralled with energy he spotted Larxene and Axel in a near by section. Smirking and without thinking he pulled them forward making them part of the act. Bringing his body close to Larxene he bumped her hips and sandwhiched her between himself and Axel. Smiling, he touched her face and neck as his arms wrapped around her touching the fire wielder also. Being the life of the party and knowing that Larxene had way to much alcohol, he assumed she wouldn't mind not caring if he was right or wrong. Smirking at his best bud Axel, he hollered cheering for him and purposely shoved himself against them to get even closer to view what their facial expressions were . His azure eyes stared into the aquatic and jades ones as more steam was produced from his element giving off the image of a fog machine. Moving away from them in a graceful fashion, he revealed his sitar and began to play it matching the beat of the song as he demonstrated his fighting skills with it swinging it like a bow and thrusting forward as if sword fighting. Making the object of his affection disappear in a blink of a eye, he brought forth his blonde friend who simply swayed his body being totally out of it.

He bumped into Larxene several times, and looked at her eyes grinning at the one who was watching from a far. "So this is Larxene?" he asked Demyx who nodded. Not thinking anything of it, Cloud let the music move him making him a complete different person. He swung his arms feeling like he had been reborn his cool calm demeanor becoming so off that one would normally assume that was not him. Edging to Axel, he danced around him, Larxene and Demyx showing off some of his own moves. Bringing more light into the dark room, he amazed the crowd once more as he began to glow. Toning it down, he swung his leg up and flipped kicking his leg over his head. Boy did he feel good. This is what he needed to hang loose.

Demyx took the show once more, his body acting like a palm tree arched and swaying in the wind. He was extremely agile and he wasn't through yet. Now to pull off one of his signature moves. Bringing his hands forward, he ran quickly, bounded his hands on top of Larxene's head and Axel's shoulders using them as a spring board and flipped high into the air, doing the splits followed by a swift kick and loud yell, an explosion of water bursting up bringing him forth to the ground in a slow graceful display.

Refrain :
I Need A Lover Tonight!
Need A Love Tonight!
Allright! Allright!
I Need A Lover Tonight!
Need A Love Tonight!
Allright! Allright!
Give me all Your love to me
Give me all Your love right now
Give me all Your love to me
Give me give me all Your love!

Once the song ended, the walls vibrated from the crowds's loud applause and cheering. Waving to them he blew them kisses and made his way to Larxene and Axel. "So what did you think?" he hung his arm over Axel's shoulders and Larxene's head since she was shorter than him. He twirled her antenna strands with his finger before releasing the coil. "Is this fun or what? I'd tell ya we need to have some dance parties's at the castle," he waved for Cloud to come over who looked like he was high and drunk after he retrieved his sword and blanket "Guys this is Cloud Strife," he smiled as Cloud set his blue eyes on the other two members. "He's my new friend," he laughed as he swayed his head back and forth once more. "I tell ya nothing could ruin this night."

 

When the lower Nobody had given him the information back, that was when his patience had lowered exceptionally. More so when somebody else, was bringing more people into their territory, and he could also guess who it was. Barely here, and already the new girl was adding to her own set of trouble. He did not even remember him recruiting her so much, minus a exception of him wanting numbers, and she was to be rid of. Not physically, perhaps, but out of the group immediately. It was time for action, and he would not let this go on anymore as he had been doing. A oath was hard to keep when you have others betraying and disrespecting you, and there was no more mercy. He brought them all back, made a exception of not having to kill them, and this is what they do to return the favor of what would be "kindness" on his part, though he did not do it because of that reason, and he could not feel such. Now he had intruders in his castle, and in Castle Oblivion. Least of all bringing Sora into their premises because of Demyx's idiocy of bringing one of Sora's friends into this. He had enough. It was the moment to put a certain someone in his place, and there was no strings attached. He had good reason to turn back his words, and if anyone was to blame, it would be the culprit. Along with everyone who played a part. And Xioimara. There was just no need to be merciful, and they really did not leave that option to be opened at all with their behavior. Looking back at Vexen, his expression callous, cold, and dark, he muttered to him, "You have something to do for me. Go to Demyx's room, and report to Xioimara that her job and role in this Organization is over, and she is dismissed. It is perhaps what she wanted. And she is in danger of being hunted down if she does not leave, and will be killed if it calls for it, and if she keeps disobeying and being a aid to what Demyx is doing. In fact, I should destroy her. Also, be well to tell her little companions that the person they are looking for is not here. As for me, I would have to take care of the cause of all this, personally. We'll talk of your letter soon."

He gave the scientist a nod, a look on his eye that said he was to accomplish this, before he began to portal out with not a waste of time, having to deal with the upcoming problem that was presenting itself slowly. Letting a dome of Darkness engulf him in front of Vexen's eyes, he stepped around the black corridor, before finally emerging into the night club they were all in, right in the middle. He knew they were all here. And he did not falter or got fazed when the crowd began to scream, and yelp at his sudden appearance. It did not matter. They were not to see them again, after all. And he began to walk to the direction where he could sense them in a determined goal.




Oh Lord... was the scarred thought on Larxene's mind, after the lights and music had gone down, for what reason and how, she did not know, and then Demyx had made his way to the dance floor. Oh, Lord, oh Lord, oh Lord. She had sensed a presence here not a while ago, yet, this wasn't exactly what she was expecting in terms of finding out who it was. Stopping her own dancing, she merely watched with a raised eyebrow, her face scrunching in a twisted expression when he began his moves. And then her eyes widen in pure amusement once he actually, really, got his cloak off to reveal his chest, and she just...she didn't know, she just...what in the hell was he doing? She smirked sardonically at what the guy was presenting himself as. It was worse once he had used his powers to show-off, and she shook her head, knowing that people were going to question this because she was the only one not stupid enough to use her powers as much as others had done. Axel was different, because in the town they were in, people used fire as part of their shows, and magically appear out of their hands, items, so it would be easy to ignore, especially when the waste of space and life were drunk. Here, it wasn't the same. She knew that the workers and the owners of this club did not hire Demyx as a magician, some people were sober, and they will begin to question where did he manage to perform all the "tricks" he had done, as that was NOT normal for the usual standards. Even for a simple magic trick, what he was doing was out of bounds. And they were going to associate him with them, since they all wore the same uniform as well. She shook her head when he began to drag his hand over his body, her lips frowning a bit in distaste at that, and she began to wonder if she was watching a semi freak male stripper show along with some break-dancing moves to go along it. She wasn't impressed with Axel's show, at least not really to the point where she was as wowed as the crowd, and she didn't think much of Demyx's either, considering this was done for attention, and hers was not going to be given at this sort of display. She was like that. And she didn't know why...but she was kind of, angry. No, perhaps irritated that Demyx had appeared, because she knew that after he was done, he was going to stay, and no doubt go to her and Axel to be with them. It bothered her, and it made her shadow her eyes dangerously. She didn't understand why she was feeling this way, yet, she knew that a part of her wanted Demyx to leave. Not because of dislike of any kind as far as she knew, she barely interacted with him in the Organization. But...she...she didn't want him to interrupt anything concerning her. In fact, she was so lost in her tense thoughts and he lust to see people suffer, that she didn't feel when Demyx had gotten to them, and only snapped her head up when she found she was pulled to the dance floor by force. Of course, she didn't want to be associated with any of this right now, so she tried her best to get out of the situation as fast as she possibly could to loosen the grip, but it was too late to react as they were now with him in the spotlight. And she froze. Her expression turned into that of building, hazardous fury. And someone will bleed if this didn't stop, that delicious, color of red liquid. She could feel the knot in her stomach, and her her head boiling, as Demyx began to trace her face, and move around her body, and while she wasn't in her best set of mind right now, even she knew this was not her...cup of tea, let's say. Being in some type of provocative threesome, dancing or otherwise. For one thing...she didn't like to share. The only thing that prevented her from forming a lightning attack and frying everyone was that she felt Axel behind her, way too close to sooth her any better, and her chest clenched again, her hand twitching at the friction of their cloaks, or bodies. She did push Demyx away though, soon, slightly agitated, her teeth gritted, and she was going to get off Axel as well, as she couldn't really be in this position without her body reacting in some manner to him and her desire heightening. Demyx, who was having to much fun to care about anything it seems, shoved himself closer. She had enough by then, and she propelled herself forward and out of the group gang with a flicker of electricity, or whatever the hell it was, only settling herself beside them with her arms crossed, and a deep frown on her face.

She sort of almost tripped while doing so, her mind in a dizzy swing again due to her alcohol consumption, so when she felt someone bump against her, and say her name as if someone had spoken to him about her, she turned her head to see who it was in a blaring glare, about to do something extremely risky with cutting off certain limbs. When she eyed the blond, however, the first thought that came was that her drinking must have exceeded her senses, because for a moment, she believed she was looking, while her vision blurry, at a man that appeared familiar. Like, the one on Sora's cards back then in Castle Oblivion when he was using it against her. But it was impossible. He was Sora's friend, he had no reason to be here. Yet, she was enthralled as she tried to pinpoint where exactly she had seen him before, because she knew she did. Could it really? Thankfully, it wasn't long until the song was finished and the whole thing was finally over, and her sight can stare at something better, and her eyes narrowed when she found Demyx coming, snatching her head away when she touched her strands, and rounded a arm around Axel and above her. She really was annoyed, truly annoyed. And....while the night had only just begun, she felt like to her it was ruined. She would have not preferred the company. And she was...almost let down, and disappointed. She didn't know why, but her fury had reverted to a sense of loss, and she looked down at the floor. No matter what she could think of, she still didn't comprehend why was it that she was...in this mood all of a sudden, not wanting anyone here with hem. She couldn't see why. It was just fine with her and Axel alon-

Her face went blank for a moment, not liking where that leaded to as her body gripped her insides in the realization, and with a deep breath, she turned away without responding or saying anything when Demyx introduced his "friend", and marched off to where she last left her bag, wanting to get out of what she was obviously getting herself into. As predicted, the money was still here, some sparks swirling around the bag to show that someone did try to take it, and bending down, she finally took it back in her arms, placing it on her shoulder. Larxene couldn't believe this. She honestly couldn't. This was not happening at all. And she had been too passive so far ever since her and Axel met. What she just now discovered was getting to be a warning, and she was to prevent it as much as she could, and that meant, placing her defenses. She put off any ill feelings and memories because she wanted to have her last good time, yet, it was getting too far for her liking, and it had to be stopped. As she was getting ready, he also kept glancing at the blond man..because she swore she knew him from somewhere. And as her vision began to clear, and she really eyed him intently, another realization had gone through her, and she wondered what Demyx was thinking. Was he insane? Bringing one of Sora's friends with them? Was he out of his damn mind? If Xemnas...she definitely was not going to be involved in this. No doubt that her running away will get a scolding, and she had to deal with that in her return, but she wasn't going to be seen or spotted associating with anyone in case she got into a problem that she didn't really need, or cared to be in. On top of that, she could see some of the technicians talking to each other as they rounded the spot where the Demyx's dance was held, studying it to see how did water wielder committed what he did, giving suspicious looks at not only her, but at the rest of the people in "black outfits" as well. They were even some hand signals around the corners to some men that appeared to be circling the club to see anything...absurd. And the whole commotion and the spread of rumors of how someone did that, or someone did this, was getting out of hand, as now all the people were muttering amongst themselves after the show, and they were becoming the center of attention in a very negative way. She shook her head, with a hard sigh as her madness bubbled again, heading to a hiding place where no one would be able to see her, though she could feel cautious eyes on her. Fantastic. Someone had given them away.

As she began to portal out then, recalling and going with her plan of doing something about the useless money she now had when the whole night was spoiled for her, she only gazed in silent shock, her breath halting, when she spotted the Superior near, appearing out of a portal as if not caring what anyone may think, people yelling and letting out some screams as they began to scramble around. It took a moment to register what was happening, but she then chuckled deviously. Well, what do you know? The shit had hit the fan. And she knew the idiot bringing and being with Cloud was going to have its repercussions, and there it was right there. Of all the damn people he could have chosen...did he even think of the consequences if he made himself bond to one of their enemy's friend? Did he honestly believe that Xemnas would let that go? That eh would not find this out? This was Xemnas. Sometimes, she didn't really get how people's thought worked.

And whatever happened next was unknown to her, even though a part of her wanted to check it out, as darkness blocked her view and sight, and covered her, transporting her to the destination.

OOC: Decided to make Larxene more meaner and assertive in all RPs [in BYC I'm going to let it slide for one reason]. I feel she's been too soft.

 

[OOC: This is before and between the first part of Demyx's little charade. Holy Crap!!!!! Xenmas appears....runs away. Wasn't expecting that....)


Leon eyed Demyx's room carefully obseving every inch and detail. He wondered why this new nobody Xioimara had wanted to help him? His comlink started beeping as he noticed that Cloud was in some kind of nightclub. "Cloud?" He scratched his head wondering on how he had gotten there. "I hope he is not in any kind of danger."


Axel corked his eye in confusment of Larxene's reply as he tried to not stray to look at her hips for very long. He failed though as his eyes for several brief seconds glancing at her slender body. He didn't want her to think of him like the other guys saw her as in fact eye candy. It was hard not to look. Even as an nobody he lacked a heart, but not hormones. He was starting to feel a little uncomfortable though his mind or body did not show it to any standard. There was another feeling though that was nagging him to do something, but he ignored it. The dark and bright lights flashing before made him go somewhat into a daze as his swaying to the music suddenly stopped abruply as he intended to observe Larxene's body doing all the work with her dancing moves. In truth he thought she was very attractive as he gave her a smile not his normal cocky one. "You had a problem with me looking at other women when we were at the other place. Why the change of attitude?" His hands sliding across her shoulders until his lips reached her ear as he whispered in to it. "They try anything and they will be dead." he warned giving that various smirk that he showed everyone briefly as he started his little dance technique as well from the flow from the beat of the song.

He only danced lightly letting the song move him his hips moving to the beat, but not as in a rapid pattern as the beat became more focussed and fierce with the booming of the echos of the ground vibrating. The last thing he wanted to do was tire himself out and be sweating which would not be a good image on him as well. Many girls were looking at him, but he only acknowledged with only giving them a smirk and brushed it off with a wave of his hand. A new song had gone on and he began to pick up the base a bit, but not as rambonscious letting his body sway to the music including his long legs stepping in up to even the pace as he avoided other people who were getting a bit to crazy with lighted things. There were always a few of crazy drunks dancing and he had to watch out for them. Sure he could go into the whole alcrobatic routine if he desired, but it wasn't that kind of night club plus he didn't want to risk bumping into many people becasue the place was in fact packed. He made his way to the bar and was picking a couple of martinis which he was going to give one to Larxene when he noticed the music abruptly, but faded into a new song coming on. Shrugging it off he managed to approach her, and handed it not really sure if she took it or not. He knew that she would most likely be speaking with other guys, but he wanted it to be a friendly gesture of no hard feelings. After all they had wanted to have fun and not hold any grudges or anything. However, he sensed a nobody presence which he had guessed it was one of the lower nobodies the strongest which was a sorceror, but before he could investigate any further, a older blonde spikey haired man with a heavy sword had sliced it into oblivion. Axel's eyes widen as he had remembered this man on Sora's key card from Castle Oblivion and knew it was an ally to Sora. Did this mean that Sora was here as well. Or were they being hunted down by an extermination squad? Taking a sip from his drink with a cherry on it, he quickly made his way back to where Larxene was and was about to tell her about the familar man he had seen.....

Before he could say anything he noticed the room slam into darkness for a moment which took him off guard as he noticed a siloutte in the shadows. His eyes adjusted to the darkness as the spot light finally revealed the one who had decided to crash the party. Axel's mouth literally dropped open from seeing the melodious noturne take the stage and show off his moves. This had angered Axel for now he was paranoid and thought perhaps Demyx was here for a reason. Or perhaps had been following him. No, he was here to ruin the night and spoil the spotlight with all the ravendous fans cheering him on as he made impossible moves that not even a human could master unless they were in fact a contortionness. Even if some of the moves were impressive as Axel had swore a bit of jealously had risen in his senses he would never admit it. Demyx was such a clown at times and his need for showing off was not a good time on his watch. The flurry felt his body being forced away from where it was standing as if he was floating in mid air. It did not occur to him that he was fact being moved on his own by Demyx. He wasn't out of his element though he felt the steam hitting his cloak which immediately caused some discomfort which became frigid after the heat had past from it. His whole body began to quiver a bit and then it really shivered when water had splashed on him. This is what knocked him back to reality, but for some reason being man handled like this couldn't respond to resort to violence or even slap the annoyance away. He just couldn't maybe it was the martini he began drinking, that caused his nervous system to slow down and the music that was turning him on as the lyrics and blurry shouts of people were almost like the thing of the past. Maybe he was drunk a bit, but reality right now didn't matter as he was just there. The martini glass now forced onto the floor which he had luckily downed the contents until that happened. His head began to fill light headed The lyrics of the song had turned him on as he tried to not get sandwitched with Larxene and Demyx. It felt kind of ackward as the audience there was observing everything. Oh his pride was now blown.


The intrudtion of being touched and swung around in various directions in a spirallling horizontal circle was not eye catching, but something deep had snapped inside of him as his mind comprehended of who was in fact touching him. Demyx? He was beginning to feel humilated and speechless that he was in fact in some kind of show. His eyes darted to the other side of the smiling chesire cat to see Larxene there as well probably as embarrassed or miserable as he was. What the hell? It was almost like a threesome. The only thing he could do was keep his eyes closed hoping that this nightmare would soon go away. How can this happen to him? Why would Demyx use his powers especially in front of the other strangers.


After the crowds had died down Axel sensed another presence as his friend Demyx was about to introduce him to Cloud, the red head turned his back disappointed in the younger youth as he shook his head to bring back his circulation and dizziness from his head from Demyx using him as an experimental guniea pig. Horrid screams were heard as the people seem to run for their lives. But for what reason? Realization had hit him when he noticed the other guy in the black cloak was in fact his worst nightmare. The grim reaper of torure himself. Xenmas. "Oh ****!"


Not wanting to take any more chances that he and Larxene could be in danger he quickly masked himself into the shadows and quickly looked for a place to hide. Half disappointed and afraid he tried to blend in the shadows, but to no avail. The lights were still flashing making it hard to see, with the blinding people still running in various directions. He saw a glimpse of yellow hair and noticed that it was in fact Larxene making her escape as well. A black void was where she had entered and decided to make it his escape as well. Just before it had disappeared he slid into the void as well before it did.

 

Larxene had stepped back into the world they had left, though not in the same place. She was not going to go back into that party, drinking, and with drunks. Especially the fact that this was the 1800s. Now, she was on a deserted street, still night time, though she could guess it would be early morning by now. She could tell by the cool air. It had really gone down in temperature from the last time she was here. But, she was somehow glad she got out of that modern club before Xemnas was about to stir things up. A part of her wanted to stay, and entertain herself and watch the little show, and just laugh, and laugh at the destruction and people scurrying around like chickens, but she knew better. Staying clear of Xemnas was the better option, especially if he looked like he was about to kill and didn't appear very pleased. It was such a spoil for the night. It was almost hard to believe that she had gotten upset over the fact that she wanted her and Axel to be...she couldn't even think of that word. Alone. There. Her mind took her back when Axel got closed at that, and whispered in her ear, lips near, and a shudder shot up her spine. Maybe it's the fact that it's been awhile since anyone had been able to affect her this way, or maybe her body had been excluded from it long ago. She just didn't understand this attraction she had for him, something she shouldn't really have. It was like this love, using the term loosely, and hate thing that she went between and about. She sighed, shaking her head as she deadly glared at nothing in particular. But, that was that. She was out of there, and if anything, she had a good excuse if Xemnas confronted her about it. She really didn't want to be involved with that Cloud problem. And she wondered if Demyx actually realized what he was doing. He probably did. Whatever the case, it was left behind her.

Or so she thought.

The portal had not closed, and she knew that someone was behind her and had followed. And she could only guess who. Larxene really did not want to be close to him at the moment. At least, until she got her head on straight and not think other small thoughts when she looked at him. Perhaps it really was the alcohol, that was...letting her feel this loose, and making her...be wanting Axel, of all people. The full effect of the intoxication had not yet fully grown, yet, she did start to feel a bit sick, and her dizziness was becoming frequent. Hoisting up her bag, she contemplated, wondering if she should stay and wait for him or keep going. She knew he would trail after her considering he was assigned to bring her back. So the decision was to not waste time trying to get away, and just...wait. Damn, she hated being tied down to behave like this. I suppose, she thought sarcastically, it at least fulfilled her wish of them being alone.

 

Cloud had locked eyes with the savage nymph as the people swarmed the dance floor many in awe and asking his friend many questions that he chose not to answer. The night had intenisfied to the extreme full of wonder and surprise. Demyx had set off to what he wanted to accomplish and he succeeded putting his soul into his very being expressing himself like no other. This would be something he would never forget and always cherish for the rest of his life.Before Larxene left, Cloud took a small tracking device from his pocket and placed it on her in an unnoticable area that she could not detect due to the high intensity of a cloaking device. He did the same to Axel. Keeping an eye on their progress was vital to track their movements, gather information, and relay it to Leon. Cloud needed to know more about Organization XIII so he could prepare himself if he were attacked.He would discover their weaknesses and strengths and use them against them if his safety was in question. Cloud was very resourseful, a powerful and agile warrior able to face fear in the face and deal with the matters accordindly. His blue eyes scanned the room at a sudden appearance of a dark disturbance; one of mighty power. "Oh no could it be?" he shielded his eyes at the colorful lights that reflected in his eyes. "No it can't be. How did he find us?" Cloud stepped back avoiding the stampede of people. He glared at the female nobody leaving like a coward and then shorty the other male nobody left. "Some friends," he thought rolling his eyes disgusted at how the other two organization members treated their fellow comrade. Being satisfied, he was pleased that the tracking devices were on them both so they wouldn't be able to get away with what they did. If Demyx were to get punished then he would make sure those two got their just desserts as well. Putting himself in front of Demyx he shielded him from the boss of the organization putting his weapon out. "Larxene and Axel your so called friends escaped leaving you here to take the fall," his tone was firm. "How could those things do this to you?" he wanted to split some evil doers throat for he was being blinded with his own anger.

Demyx glanced away feeling the presence of Larxene and Axel leave from the night club. "Yeah I know they left. I will never forgive them for this," with his fist clenched, he placed it down by his side preparing himself for who was to come. In a blink of an eye, Xemnas had made his presence known, the dark tentacles of his void disapating. "Oh no it's him!" Demyx was scared to death not sure of what to do. This was a serious matter. He had no idea that Xemnas was going to come to his present location. "My dancer delivered the message all right," he wondered if that was the smartest decision. "What am I going to do? I'm so busted. This night turned out to be the worst. It was going so well with my dancing and everything and then all of a sudden he has to show up and ruin everything. Don't I ever get a break?" he stayed behind Cloud as the warrior protected him.

Cloud did his best not have his sword falter for he was nervous as could be and refused to show it. "So this is Xemnas the leader of Organization XIII and your boss? I've heard about him. No matter what he's not going to destroy you. I won't let him," his sword gleamed in the florestant nights. "Stay strong and let me handle this."

The melodious nocturne shook his head rapidly and stepped to Cloud's side keeping him beside him. "No he's a nobody. He could take your heart if he wanted to. Don't challenge him or it will be your end. The boss shows no mercy on ones that get in his way. I have a plan so trust me on this and put your sword down otherwise he will feel threatened and will attack," Demyx brought his hand up, resting it on Cloud's blade forcing it down to his side. "Stay very close or behind me that way Xemnas will have to go through me in order to hurt you," he stepped forward hestiantly "Kingdom Hearts give me strength," he thought swallowing slightly taking one step at a time, his teeth chattering inside his mouth. "I've never been this scared in my life," he made sure Cloud followed him with each cautious step he took. Gathering the courage, his azure orbs froze, his breath quickening hoping his plan would work. "Boss, hi..." When he was about to speak more a huge screen flashed on repeating his performance of his dance. "No! Don't look," he cowared until he saw the one responisable. Raising his hand into the air, he recalled it was the same smug human who must of drugged his drink. The bartender was the only one remaining who was drunk as hell. Whether on purpose or by accident, the sleez ball had to die. Slowly grasping the air, he summoned forth his energy that killed the person in an instant turning him into a heartless. There would be no witnesses.

Cloud turned away in disgust at hearing the man scream out for his life begging not to die. Behind his friendly demeanor, Cloud saw Demyx for what he really was; a ruthless killer with no remorse. Not stopping his friend's action, the blond youth knew Demyx was only reacting upon the instinct of a nobody. There was also justice behind his actions for he discovered that the bartender was the one who had drugged their drinks by the small vile he held in his hand before he died. "Good riddance," he uttered glad that the piece of dirt was gone out of his sight. That would be the last person that ever poisoned him. Seeing that the man was gone and a heartless had taken its place, he swung his sword up and sliced the fat bandit in half with one swipe. No heartless was going to get past him. Cloud brought his sword down and returned by Demyx's side.

With the pest out of his way for good, he looked at his boss once more. Looking at the screen he grinned sheepishly and chuckled a bit doing his best not to freak out or break down in tears. No, he would not act pathetic in front of his friend. "Superior, I don't know how much you saw or not, but I can explain," he placed his hands out in front and waved them frantically. Turning to Cloud by looking over his right shoulder, Demyx gave him some words of reassurance. "No matter what happens, I'll do my best to make sure no harm comes to you." Facing Xemnas once more, he backed away accidently bumping into Cloud. "Boss, please let's talk this over okay without violence hopefully?

 

Axel felt the cold air suddenly brush over him as he slipped out of the portal to the cold streets of the place that he and Larxene had gone before. He gazed at his surroundings silently surprised that the void would lead in such a deserted ghost like resemblace of a street where no living being was even present. He was not used to this sort of quietness, but either way it was better than being in a crowd group of hormonial teens and adults at the night club. They were supposed to have fun until Demyx had showed and started ruining it. He could of handle the lower member, but with Xenmas making the scene as well had changed his confrontation towards Demyx not in cruel way, but casual though he wanted beat him up for the poisoning of his head of bringing along one of Sora's friends for the ride. Even so Axel felt like a coward like he had when Saix had confronted him over speaking with the enemy. And instead of facing the consequences he had fled err vanished out of his grasp. Just another dire situation like this had presented itself once again. He was now disappointed and pissed that he was in fact followed and how? It couldn't have been some kind of concoindence now was it? The only answer he could comprehend to solve was of the use of the Crystal ball. Damn him.....That sneaky litte,.....he let his thoughts leave him as he noticed Larxene standing there. Was she in fact waiting for him? Maybe she either was beginning to tolerate him or knew that in fact he would continue to follow her no matter where she went.


As he walked towards her he saw the bag she was still clutching protectively and guessed this was her intention to go back to this place. Or so she could of been too panicked to even think of a better destination and thought of the only place her mind at the time was here. She may have wanted to use the money for a purpose. He thought it was odd, but he decided to not say anything to her about her choice of destination. The cold air began to get more breezy as he looked at the sky as the wind blew fiercely it was still dark, the force of it was blowing him forward as he gripped the ground with his boots hoping that they were durable enough to not have him fall over, but he could tell that it was probably very early in the morning. "So what do we do now? It is better to get to a place that is warm and I bet that you are tired, not to mention pissed that we had two party crashers or should I say three spoil all the fun. Lead the way. I trust you are more familar with a place to stay. " He stood right in front of her observing her eyes making sure she was still alert. "Come on Larxene I know that this cold air is not good for you."

 

Xemnas did not think. He did not care. He knew what he was going to do the moment he laid eyes on Demyx. There was not a doubt in his mind that the water wilder had betrayed them in some manner, either by feeding information to the blond man, the Keyblade wielder's friend, or by some other method.There were no chances, or words to be spoken. Demyx knew exactly what he was doing, he knew and sought after it, he was aware of what to do and not to do, and he had gone and done it nonetheless. Was he suppose to show mercy to such a thing? Was he expected to? He could not be fooled. The words, lies, and excuses he would say to explain himself were worthless, useless, and a waste of space. No, he was not going to bother hearing him out. There was no reason for him to. He was a traitor in some right. He had seen, or rather, sensed, Axel and Larxene, yet one thing has to be solved first, and then another. And he wanted to get to Demyx the most of all. The moment he reached them both, ignoring what he did to some person, as everyone was getting out of this establishment, and he could hear sirens in the distance, he made a portal appear behind them silently. He raised his arm, a blow of dark wind, strong enough to send things flying that were heavy, was thrown at the blond man, along with thick, black and white thorns with a touch of silver to make sure it was dutifully effective along with the lack of resistance, pushing him to the portal, and when he was gone through the dark corridors to his proper world, the portal quickly disappeared now that he got that out of the way. He did not need to deal with him. He was not the problem, and it would be a foolish act to harm him right now. It was to get Sora and the intruder out of their vicinity, and he sent Vexen a message by his Sorcerer to make sure to announce that their friend is back safe, and are able to go. No. He was not who he wanted to deal with. It was the person who brought him to the castle.

His stone, cold face, turned to Demyx, orange eyes riddled with malice, and what some would call fury if he was truthfully feeling it. For a moment he just gazed at him with a set, dark expression, before questioning in a low, sharp, and almost ominous tone, "Do you have any idea what you've done? You impudent fool. Nothing you say will save you from this. I know what you did. Imbecile." As a black and silver swirl appeared under the member's feet, in the ground, white and dark thorns similar to those that tackled the blond shot up, wrapping around Demyx's body in a tight grip, around arms, legs, waist, torso, and even neck. An he made certain it was tight enough for him to know what he had gotten his own self into, as he was suddenly pulled into the unknown void of space. Demyx was sent to one of the rooms in the castle, where they will be having their private "meeting", as he could hear what seems to be this humans' defense appear with guns, and shouts for him to freeze, while he merely portal out as the darkness covered him, disappearing before any bullet passed by him. It didn't take long to materialize at his destination.

And to give some well thorough punishment.

Because it was only starting.



"You have fire, so you're fine. And I'm alright as well. The cold air does not bother me. I'm just going to get this money out of my hands, unless you still want to stay, because I've been searching for a good, non-sleazy hotel the whole time I've been here," Larxene blankly stated with a assertive look, one eyebrow raised, staying where she was without making so much movement, gazing at him from her stance. She reminded herself, in the back of her fuzzed mind, for her eyes not to look at anything else of him that she might think about in any sort of way. So she just kept her sight glued on to his face, which was just as much as a prize no matter what she did, considering the nice features. And his lips. She shook her head at that, as she subconsciously padded a side of her waist. She had to keep her focus. This was Axel, after all, the man who practically planned her downfall, to some extent. He knew that she was going to be rid of, she could surmise. Whatever the case that went on the guy's head back then, she didn't care. The damage was done. And she was being too foolish of letting her guard down so easily as if she had suddenly forgiven him and they were on buddy buddy terms now so fast. Nobody who betrayed her got any special treatment except a flip of the finger, so she didn't know why he should. She was going to be distant from now on. Feeling something bothering her on the waist again, mostly on her back...actually, she would say it was a bit over butt, around her hip, she rubbed the spot with her hand, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion. Thinking that would do it, she halted her actions as she waited for Axel's answer, yet, she still felt that....pressure, and it was starting to seriously irritate her. It was like that type of feeling in your skin you got when a bug, the person being unaware, has landed somewhere in your body until it either goes away itself, or you notice it, and freak out. Or a guy would swat it. This was the case in this moment, and she began to wonder if she did have some insect stuck to her. Very small. And this coat was tight on her and fitted perfectly enough to note it. Searching at her torso with a frown, she didn't see anything, but it was possibly because of the dark night, and so she made sure to get whatever annoyance it was to leave. This time, she massaged and even scratched her side much harsher than before, and only froze when she heard a slight, tinkling sound fall to the ground, in the cobbled stone path they were standing in.

And her aquatic eyes narrowed dangerously.

She bended down immediately to look for the object with a glare near where she heard the sound come from, and it was hard to search with the lack of light and the fact of its size. Snapping her fingers in a hurried and tensed motion, a sort of electricity sparked enough to let out a white blue flash, and her eyes caught the shadow right off. Picking a black item that barely reached the span of her fingertip, she simply short-circuited the little crap, and killed it, dropping the dead thing carelessly on the earth again, and stomping her heel roughly as she heard it break. Highly agitated right now, and a little too much aggravation, she turned her target vision to be Axel as well, and without thinking twice, she rounded up on him as she walked, her voice cold and stagnant, "It seems we've been bugged. One guess on who it was." Reaching him, cursing Demyx in her mind for bringing a enemy even close, and attempting her best not to get distracted at what she was going to do, she let out a huffed breath. She was already feeling her stomach clench at the fact that she closely placed, though still hovering, her hands on his body, starting from his hips. There was a pause to actually take in what she was really about to perform. Larxene held back the heat that flowed to her cheeks, knowing she had to see if Axel got anything on him as well without wasting any more time, and she let her palms let out a bit of static to let her locate anything powered, or electrical that would call attention, hoping that the place where it was put, if it was there, wasn't where hers was. She began to trace them up and down, to his chest, and to his back, her getting a bit uncomfortable as she dragged herself closer to him, checking some suitable places where she would think Cloud, a man, would put it on another man. Cause if it was somewhere else she rather not find...closing her eyes as to not get enticed at what she was seeing and feeling, she worked quickly to get this over with, and it wasn't long until she got close to his...thighs, outside in the cloak, that she got a response. She didn't hesitate to rip it from the cloth, and electrocute it dead, straightening up, and snatching back her hands to get off touching Axel's figure as her eyes reopened, a bit flustered. Her body was alarmed, and hot, and she was thankful that the process was finished as her breathing had started to get uneven the more she kept...exploring. Simply swirling around, she moved her arm back as if in a swing, and sharply with a strong heave that was built with her wrath, she chucked the tracking device into a brick wall, hearing it shatter. She gave a nasty, disgusted look. "This...is the type of shit that pisses me the hell off. Now I don't give a damn whether that Cloud's head goes on a silver platter and sliced off by Xemnas's laser. He's obviously plotting against us."

 

(OOC: That was intense. Poor Demmy and Cloud.)

Cloud prepared himself for the worst when he saw the leader of the organization approach him. He held out his sword again stepping in front of Demyx ready to attack him. He wasn't going down without a fight. Before he could lift his mighty weapon into the air, he felt a strong gust of a powerful wind pulling him into a void of of the unknown. Figthing back the best he could against the might of the colored powers resembling thorns, his feet were sliding closer and closer to the portal's entrance. "What are these things?" As he fought back with all of his fury, he starred into the azure eyes of his friend whom couldn't do anything. He was helpless in the situation and if he dare make a move then that would sum up Xemnas's mind all together. Cloud pressed his arm against his face, doing his best to shield himself from the debree that was flying towards him. Shouting with vigour, he grunted refusing to enter the void of doom. Knowing there was no use, Cloud shouted at the top of his lungs before he was taken closer against his will. "No matter what happens, be strong and don't give up. He may be the Superior, but that doesn't mean he owns your soul nor can he ever control your free will. You're better then all of those Organization XIII b******s for you're the one that truly does have a heart in my eyes. I'll find you Demyx and won't ever give up on you," his body was being swallowed by the void, as he stuck his sword into the ground holding onto the handle with both fists clenched waiting to hear his friend's reply.

This was not happening. This could not be happening. This whole thing had to be a nightmare. Demyx was in denial as he didn't know what to do. He wasn't a traitor to the organization, but he couldn't watch helpessly as his friend was being sucked away to who knows where. Running towards him, he felt the wind pulling him through and summoned his sitar for him to grab onto. Holding the sitar at one end, he tried to pull Cloud from the vortex. Realizing that he too would be sucked in and could be prononced as a traitor for leaving Xemnas's presence if that happened, he clenched his eyes hating to say what he was going to. It was the only way for him to see to live another day. "Cloud! I hate to say this, but let go of my sitar. You'll be entering the corridors of darkness that will take you somewhere else. Do not be afraid for I promised that no harm would come to you. You are under my protection or the least I can give you," he pulled himself closer to the struggling youth using his sitar as a blockcade to lessen the strength of the wind and pure power resembling thornes as he slitered across his stomach onto his sitar making his way to the warrior for him and him alone to hear him. With his free hand, he placed it upon Cloud's chest and channeled his water energy into the blond. This was a painful process, but well worth the risk. Pulling a note out of his pocket he leaned closer and placed it deep into Cloud's pant pocket. "I'll remember what you said. Thanks for being my friend for you're the only one that has ever shown me what true kindness and friendship is. Thanks for believing in me. I swear to you I will come back for you where ever you are," he reached out and hugged the blond before letting go looking away hurtfully as the void swallowed him up.Making his sitar disappear, he panted and fell on one knee exhausated by the exchange of a bit of his power.

Cloud let out a fierce yell from the water entering his body through an open passage way. Is this what it felt like to drown? He fought against the pain gritting his teeth the best he could, his muscles becoming fatigued. Leaning over he accepted the hug, embracing him back before receiving Demyx's words. Nodding and being the valiant hero he was, both of his hands let go of the musician's sitar. His body plummeted backwards, the fury of the void nearly sucking his pants and boots off. Seizing his sword from the ground, it was the last thing he mangaged to grab before being sucked in.Cloud fell over tumbling into the corridors of darkness, his body nearly out of breath as his light shone forth protecting him from the creatures that lurked in the abyss.

Slamming against a wall, it took him nearly five minutes to gain momentum and figure out where he was at. Looking at the familar surrounding, Cloud panted and held his arm making his way into headquaters that he resided with Leon. Coughing and groaning, his lungs felt like they were on fire as the water flowed through his blood stream giving him different sensations. Laying on his bed, the surges stopped, his body slowly reacting to normal. Upon lying on his bed, he leaned up and noticed his comlink was beeping and flashing alerting him of the traces of the tracking devices out of commission. "Damn one of those nobodies must of found it, but no matter for I have all the information I need," he scanned his comlink into the bigger database system, by pushing in a secret code below his display recording the date onto the files. Getting a flash drive from a drawer, he loaded the information onto that, copying several files onto others. Walking out from the room, he went into Cid's shop and located one of his tracking devices that was virtually invisable to the naked eye. Taking one of the copies of the information from a flash drive, he uploaded into the tiny device memory storage unit giving it orders of where he thought the where abouts of the two nobodies were. These devices could not to detected by any power source and were like seeking missles. Sending them away to search every world without being noticed, he tracked their progress with his comlink able to exchange information. Once he was finished with that, he drunk an ether and an elixer from in the cupboard and reached into his pocket to reveal a letter. Unfolding it, he began to read.

He had done it. He had offered protection for Cloud from the darkness of the corridors; the passage way between worlds. He had given him the letter that would be vital later on and he had succeded speaking to the human without interferene from Xemnas. Now that Cloud was safetly out of harms way, the nocturne slowly turned to face the tyrant. He could of sworn he was looking at the grim reaper himself for how the boss was giving him the deadly cold stare there couldn't be much of a concidence. Remembering Cloud's words of courage to him, he did his best to be strong and not flee. His mind was telling him to get the hell out of there, but Cloud's visage of his spirit remained in Demyx's mind as if he could almost see him giving him the strength to not run and face the consequences. Stepping forward, he placed his head down ignoring the blaring of sirens that rang in the background for he knew no mortal could hurt him especially a police officer if he or she decided to aim and fire or unleash a k9 unit dog to rip him to shreads. No, what worried him the most was the disappointment he saw in Xemnas's eyes and the constant reminder that he once again was the fool. He cringed as the words of impudent fool and imbecile rang true like a silver bell. "But I... I... I..." he stuttered and tried to defend his actions knowing they were falling on deaf ears. He might as well be talking to a wall. Just as he was about to give into despair, he felt the consticting of his arms making him lose his circulation producing numbness, his legs cramping like that of a charlie horse making him scream out, his stomach churning and hips aching from the squeezing of his waist, his chest and shoulders twitching and becoming heavy with pressure, and lastly his breath halting to exasperated bursts of gasps and wheezes from his air supply being cut off. "Boss can't breathe!" He managed to utter between breaths of agony. "Please..." his face was becoming placid soon to be blue. He was suffocating and he felt this was the end. What a horrible way to go. Shedding some tears that managed to escape his eyes, he attemped to turn his head away wishing he could cover his face for being full of shame. His vision blurred from the lack of oxygen as he witnessed the void of darkness cover him and Xemnas completly transporting them both away from the police officers that had fired their guns at them. His mind screaming out in pain, he realized where he was at and remained in his horrid conditon as if he was being tortured slowly, cruelly and inhumanely with no remorse or hope of being saved.