The Escape

OOC: crap im alone boo-hoo byez :'(

 

"I could of been better. I will find a way to escape this hell hole and when I do I will be free to do what I wish. What are you doing out of your cell?" He crossed his arms sternly not likely the idea that the Graceful Assassin would want to visit him without mocking the situation. He starred at Marluxia's hair eyeing it curiously. When did you dye your hair?" He was postive that Marluxia had pink orignally. He eyed Demyx as he shivered and sighed as he used his heat to flare on the blanket. He was not burning it just transferring the heat to him by the blanket.


Axel had heard the girl and remained silent over the case for several minutes then finally answered not knowing if she was still there or not. "Even with an half heart, you are lucky that you even have the slightest emotions at all. Which could still be real if you let them."

 

Roxas slowly woke up from a hour long nap.He contnued to cough...his head ache went away. He stood up and walked toward the door of the cell he began feeling sick he finallly made to a bathroom and threw up... After he was done he wipped his mouth off. "That was sick...." said Roxas heading back to his cell he felt better but he still coughed. On his way to his cell he stopped in Xion's "hey...sorry about earlier." said Roxas.

 

Xathabat noticed roxas " how are you feeling" she smiled and tried sitting up and leaned against the back of her bed " do you need another halls" she held in her bloody cough and then she heared axel " you guys may want feelings but i dont to me they just distract you and kill you in the inside" she said with no emotion in her tone

 

Drewxan walked to Xathabat. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

 

"im doing fine thank you" she tried to smile but couldn't because her throt still hurt from coughing and spiting blood up."are you doing well drewxan"

 

"Yes. I feel great." He said, smiling.

 

"thats nice, thanks for checking on me" she tried to get out of bed but then she triped and fell. she couldn't hold in her cough no more and she knew she would cough up more blood if she didnt have a halls herself.she tried to rember what she did with the rest of the halls she got for roxas.

 

"It is not dyed!" snarled Marluxia, his glacial eyes staring cooly at the fiery Axel. Ever dangerous and unpredictable, that one. His hair, in whatever light, was either pink or brown... a mix of both, giving it the illusion of either/or. Much like his power...

Though, agreeing with the answer Axel has given the young woman, he sought so much more. "Be it what you will, Axel, you are easily fooled. Impatient and selfish. Along with other things," he chuckled, releasing one of his arms, to form a simple petal, which floated onto his palm. It pulsated with a luminous pink aura. "Would you certainly want out to be free? Doomed to die at the hands of the Organization, of the wild Heartless, and of the cursed keyblade of legend? No, you desire an order in which you, ever the extremist, ever the opportunist, can be safe and in control. Yes, Axel, I know you all too well."

 

Xion stumbled into the hallway, triping. She caught herself on the doorway. Her head spun for a second, then she was fine.

 

Demyx woke up in a cold shiver as he gripped his arms around his body. "Axel?" He looked around and saw Axel starring out through the bars. "Axel are you all right?" he shifted his elbow on the bed and leaned himself up into a sitting postition.

 

Axel glared darkly at Marluxia. "You don't know me at all. You're just upset because I pretended to join your side with the whole Castle Oblivion act. Mark my words, I will get out of here. Why would the organization go after me? You're the traitor not me." He let his heat melt the bars slightly for the bars could not contain him or his element. "And how do you know anything about me?" He noticed that Demyx had awoken and he replied to him "No I'm dealing with botationcal butt."

 

Marluxia nearly fell over laughing. "Your betrayal against Vexen was well enough, dear Axel!" he howled, holding his gut as he fell into a bow. The Graceful Assassin could hardly contain his mirth, this excitement of battle. "You, Axel, are just as two faced as I! But, in your betrayal, you see justice in your rash and excited actions. Us Nobodies know nothing but betrayal, to say the least, and justice is only defined by what we believe. We may be empty shells, but memories, our memories, are what gives us a faux heart, false feelings in which we can empathize with one another. We are, all in all, the same." Marluxia halted his laughter.

"Axel, you know naught." The seriousness, the coldness of his tone was empathized by a series of sakuras flying through the cell, forming a pitiful outline alongst the wall of Axel. The shadow of Axel came to life. "Look at yourself and tell me what you see."

The illusionary Axel wore a pitiful face, filled with a lost hope and a horrid melancholy of what he desired most.

 

"No, you wanted out of the organization and thought the only way out was to betray us. Are you that stupid to realize that I played you for a fool? Also you were the one who told me to kill that annoying Vexen. It sounds like I am talking to Xenmas about these false feelings thing." He grinned evily.

The Flurry of Dancing Flames noticed the sakuras outlining him. He was shocked with the shadow coming to life like that, as his temper flared dangerously striking the shadow fiercely. "It is one of your damn tricks. Illusions don't work on me. What the hell do you want anyway?" His eyes darken a bit as there was perhaps the winds of the fire dancing through them.

 

"You are so ignorant, Axel. I did not want out of the Organization, I wanted it. As for Vexen... not even you could hide the flames of eagerness to rid us of that one. You have given us, Xemnas and I, an upperhand. We both knew Vexen would betray both sides. He was two-faced, much like you, like me." His hazel-blue eyes eyed the illusionary Axel. "As you look at it, you see everything. You see what is in your 'heart', Axel. Do you fear it? To be exposed? To be weak? I believe so... And Demyx would love to see his model, his friend weak and vulnerable." Marluxia smiled brightly, knowing he was winning. Though Axel was powerful, all fighters had a weakness. Axel's is being exposed and angered. Though, his temper caused a volatile dysfunction, as did his cockiness, Axel was much weaker. Marluxia took note of that. With a wave of his hand, a grand flourish, the illusion bursted into a thousand or more cherry blossoms.

 

"I knew your intentions the whole time. The mask was worn until it was revealed to the deceiver." His eyes bared in as a snarl crossed his lips. The image of him coming into a reality focussing on flashbacks of his past before he gotten into the mess. Though rather he admit or not Maluxia was right the fiery nobody was afraid of weakness and vulnerability, but he would try to not show that side. How the heck did Marluxia know him so well when it came to this? His anger was getting out of control now as he wanted to tear the cocky gardener nobody apart piece by flesh. Why was he so angry because of knowing the truth or was it his reputation getting to him and his pride. Whatever it was, he observed the cherry blossoms streaming across the room as that had nerved to one extreme. His fire summoned rapidly as he threw the flames at each pair of the flowers and watched them withered out into nothingness. "Leave Demyx out of this!" He growled clutching onto one of the pinked haired man's bangs and burnt a part of it with his flames that now it was singed.

 

The pink-haired Nobody exploded into cherry blossoms, several of which were burning. "Seriously, Axel," said a cocky voice from the side, which used to be Demyx's cell. "Did you really think I would come to you in person? As for what you said... Your eyes are a window. You can not hide what you most fear, love, desire, or anything that involved emotion. I saw the gleam, as could anyone else. Not even the masters of disguise, not even Xemnas himself can hide the pleasures or fears. You were, all in all, glad to rid yourself of the nuisance." Marluxia, as he finished, laughed. The petals vanished. "Good night, my red headed friend."

 

"Like you can look into my soul. How would you know anything about me? You really think your cheesy blossoms illusional tricks can help you reseach my soul at all?" He sourly replied. His patience was worn thin as he knew that Marluxia was badgering him and mocking his existance. The smug aggroanace was something he couldn't miss from the flower lover's features. The other nobody shouldn't let him get to him, but he did. They had never got along really well. As they hated each other."What do you really want Flower worshiper?" He sniped his reaction to the flowers that had explosed, but he knew that Marluxia was trapped in a cell as much as he was. The one that Demyx had once resided in. "I will kill you!" He banged on the bars and shook them hard hoping to get to the another side to kill the flower boy.

 

"To research your soul?" Asked the flower-making Nobody, as if hurt. He ignored the threat for what it was, and continued to get to the point. "If you were any wiser, you would understand that if you want to know your enemy, then you must look into your foe's eyes and use whatever you see to your advantage. While you, Axel, just attack head on. Ignorance kills the fool." Marluxia chuckled. And then, laying upon his comfortable bed, fell asleep.

 

Axel resisted his arms to get away from the bars as he refused to hear anymore or deal with the Marluxia anymore for tonight. They could mock each other all they wanted, but what good was it. Not even being able to eat anything or have anything in the cell the nobody knew that everyone else was growing quiet or otherwise sleeping. Sighing in defeat and eyes heavy he went slumping back to his bed. Covering himself with the blanket and tried to slept through the night.