Roxas Has Returned...

Thanks so much! I had way too much fun with Saix's half, but I think I like it better when I get to write about bad guys like him. He'll be the ultimate baddy later on in the story, so look forward to it!

 

Twi that was awesome. =D I luved it!!! Keep up the good work!!!

 

I hate Saix so much it's not even funny.=P But, I do have to admit, sometimes I do like to read about him being a jerk and doing it good. I will be looking forward when he's the ultimate baddy, and I hope he gets his *** kicked while doing it. =P

 

Oh noes! i'm late agsin! DX

Curse you docter\dentist appointments that are always schedualled on the worst days!!! DX

This was soooo...

Amazing. X.x;

Yeah. You pwn my arse any day of the week. XD

BTW, Saix is a jerkwad. =P

 

This is awesome! That's all I can say to describe it:

Awesomeness on a stick.

'nuff said. XD

Great job!

 

Awesomeness on a stick! Alright!

I will totally take that! Thanks!

 

This story is sooooo good, now im in suspence for the next chapter woooo

 

Thank you so much! And don't worry, the next chappy will be ready to go soon enough!

 

WOW!!! Complete and total awesomeness!!!! Keep those chapters coming!!!

 

Chapter 5

This is the second half to my previous chappy. Here is a good cliffy you won't wanna miss! Major props to ~Koneko~ for the proofing!

Musical Inspiration: Breath ~ Breaking Benjamin
deviantART inspiration

Un-Edited Version (Only changed because of a single incident of cussing on Zexion's part)

Roxas Has Returned
Ch. 5, Why? (Pt. 2)​

With steady hands, Zexion cut the last metallic string away from Number XIII’s body. As if the number was symbolic, there were now thirteen lacing scars running their race all over the boy’s skin.

It’s finally over.

Although, his task wasn’t truly over just yet. Preparing his cleaning tools, the Cloaked Schemer began the process of cleansing the boy’s wounds so no aftereffect of infection would come about. ‘Arduous’ was one word for it.

Zexion stared heavily at the pale face of Number XIII. It was as if the boy was a ghost of himself, just sleeping right through his near-death experience. The boy was so calm, so peaceful on that hospital-like table.

Unfortunately, it’s only a matter of time.

Even though, Zexion himself hadn’t a clue just what lay ahead for the teenager. The Superior hadn’t given him the title ‘The Key of Destiny’ for no reason. No, this boy was fated for so much more than his current predicament. If so, what was the Superior’s incentive behind this hideous act of punishment? If anything, Zexion knew that Number XIII’s life was far from over.

Zexion turned his translucent gray-blue eyes back over to the boy’s hidden features, studying them in silence. Moreover, what was the point of this blindfold? It’s only purpose, as far as he could tell, was to keep the boy’s virgin eyes from seeing what had happened to him. But now, there was no real reason for it. His injuries had been taken care of for the most part, so what was there left to see? Out of respect, the Cloaked Schemer began unraveling the tuft of black cloth from off of Number XIII’s tan head.

Zexion never thought he would experience fear while being in the form of a Nobody. Or even fake fear for that matter. Along with the rest of his fellow Nobodies, they each felt a sense of pride at having no emotions. But, Zexion could never describe what he felt next.

With a stunned expression physically frozen onto his face, Number XIII was fully conscious. His wide, unbelieving blue eyes stared at the ceiling of the cave, void of Zexion’s presence. Whole star systems unraveled in the depths of those irises.

He’s awake?! How is that possible?

Zexion was stunned to say the least. His hands trembled. This went against all the laws of the human body. Even though they weren’t fully human, their bodies were still susceptible to principle limits. How could a mere boy defy those limits? He had been fully aware of everything in his surroundings, including the surgery, despite the sleepers Zexion had given him. Number XIII had been aware of every single stitch, every puncture, every sting of pain that the Cloaked Schemer knew he had been feeling.

How could he be so near death and yet live?

Finally, Zexion had the courage to gaze right at Number XIII, and perhaps to even communicate with him.

“Roxas?” A blink was returned, though it still didn’t confirm if Roxas had truly heard him speak. “Roxas, can you hear me?”

Staring up at the ceiling, Roxas held back his speech. Screams of fowl words clawed at his mind, wanting so badly to lash out at Zexion’s stupid question. But, for some unknown reason, Number XIII hadn’t been allowed the privilege of dialogue just yet. All he could do in return was moan out the words he wanted.

“Zex-i-on…” The Cloaked Schemer nearly jumped at the sudden verbalization.

He shouldn’t even be able to talk! Zexion was absolutely amazed at the willpower Roxas was displaying. The pain inflicted upon him only hours before didn’t restrain his vigor. Zexion was glad that Vexen hadn’t been allowed to do this surgery; the urge to study the boy would have been too strong for him.

“Zex-ion…”

The older man wasn’t sure what to say. Roxas’s cobalt gaze had turned away from the roof of the cave and now watched him ferociously. The boy’s hands were balled up into fists. Anger suppressed any other emotion that he felt.

“Why…why would…you do this?”

A question that deserved an answer.

“You left us Roxas. The Superior wasn’t too fond of that.”

“There was always…other ways…”

“I know. But that’s not how this Organization works. You of all people should know that.”

“But…I…I…”

“You really shouldn’t be talking. Your vocal cords are being strained enough. If I have to, I’ll give you something to help you sleep.”

“N-N…no…”

“Fine. Painkillers then.” As if by magic, Zexion had conjured up a medical needle with a greenish fluid swishing inside. Unfortunately, Roxas struggled against any sort of treatment.

“NO!” But Zexion had already administered the drug. Almost immediately, the boy had calmed down. The strained nerves in his face, arms, and neck disappeared. A giddy expression washed over his features.

Hmm…I wonder if I gave him too much.

A light laughter filled the room. Roxas was laughing? At a time like this?

“Zexion…Hey there duuuude…” Stiffly, Roxas was in fact speaking of his own accord. Even though, he was doing it in a slightly ridiculous way. “So…Am I all ready for…for the next fight?”

“What fight?”

“Ya know…Where Axel tried…to kill me?”

Zexion’s realization came quickly and unexpectedly. Roxas, in his dimwitted state, had just answered the question that he, the Cloaked Schemer, could not. Roxas was being healed, not for his own personal benefit, but so the Superior could beat him senseless over and over and over again without any afterthought. It was so Roxas was at full health every time he was brought into the arena, so the Superior could see fresh blood whenever a fatal strike was brought down on the teen’s body.

“They think it’s funny.”

“What’s funny?”

“That they can bring you so close to death and then bring you back; like it meant nothing it all by fatally wounding you. It’s comedic to them.”

“And…you?”

“What about me?”

“Do…do you think it’s funny?”

An interesting inquiry and one with a substantial answer.

“No. In fact, I do not. I find it extremely repulsive.”

“I…I thought you would.” Roxas’s inebriated state was clouding his train of thought. What should have been an awfully painful experience for the teen was nothing more than a frightful day at the beach. How could he possibly be feeling this way?

“I always thought…that life was slow,” started the teen. Zexion’s ears perked up at this sudden wisdom. “It seemed to have its own pace. Now, the pendulum of days, months, years…it’s all sped up of its own accord. I can’t help but thinking that someday, that pendulum will just stop. And eventually, even life will stop.”

Intense wisdom is more like it. Zexion was astounded by Number XIII’s insight. A 15-year-old boy had the intelligence of an adult. How was he able to do that?

CRASH!!!

“What was that?!” Roxas only laughed at the noise.

“I’m taking him out of here.”

“Who the heck are you?!” The Cloaked Schemer twisted and turned in every direction yet saw nothing but the shadows.

“Untie him. Now!”

“Alright!” Zexion fought with the leather and when it finally broke free of Number XIII’s body, a lone figure jumped out at him, knocking him over onto his back. The next thing he knew, the table was empty.

Roxas was gone.

III~XxXxX~III​

 

Lol, I luff Zexion.

I must say, your chapters are GREAT. I feel horrible for Roxas though. =\

Keep writing! :yelling:

 

Thanks a lot! I'm glad you like it! And yeah, I feel bad for Roxas too. But things get better! (And then worse.) ^-^

 

Twi awesome job, yet again! ^^ Keep up the good work and I cannot wait til I read the next chapter. I felt so bad for Roxas in this chapter....but his little "Hey there duuude..." made me laugh.

 

I loveded it....

I have to say, Roxas isn't exactly my FAVORITE character, but you just make him so I-forgot-what-the-word-is in this story, there's no POSSIBLE way I can't like him....

Huggles for Roxy, and kudos for you. XD

 

WOW!! Awsome chapters!! (yes, chapters cuz I forgot to comment on chapter 4. Sorry)
I'm amazed with your skills!! How can you incarnate the characters so well? It was AWSOME!!!
Roxas sure is tough ... It was Axel who got him out of there, wasn't it?
Anyway, can't wait for your next chapter!!

 

Hm. Too tired to think I don't think I got half of that. I'll reread when I'm composed.

 

Trust me, same here. Go Roxy!!! And sorry for putting him through that. But, it had to be done so the story could go on. I'm working on this one chapter where they all go to the mall and freak out on new clothes (I'm not saying who though cause it'll be total spoilers!).

Roxas never was my fav either, but now I just plain adore him. And ya know what's weird? I never liked Jesse McCarteney either, but now I freak out whenever he's on TV. Man, I'm freaky...

But thanks for the kudos!!!

That's alright! I'm just happy people are reading!!! Thank you!! And I really don't know how I do it, but I'm glad it works. And yup, it was, but that would have been obvious in the next chapter. XD. Thanks!!! And I'm going to try to do Roxas's weaker side in the next chappy, just to show he isn't invincible.

That's okay, I don't mind. Thank you for reading though!!!

 

Ah, suspense. >:3

Gaaah! Keep writing! ^_^

 

Trust me, my fingers are typing away like crazy!!!

 

That was really nice. =) I could always picture Zexion as that considerate, forgiving person. I'm REALLY glad that you didn't have Vexen fix up Roxas, that would have been a nightmare. 0.0