The War for Kingdom Hearts

"Unfortunately...yes..." Zexion sighed, as he stepped closer to Larxene, so he could look her closely in the eye. "As I was trying to tell you before you first transported somewhere else...the scientists here have implanted other things within you. They have implemented tranquilizers, meant to activitate when pressed upon...although in my case, your eletricity had done something to trigger it..." He paused for a moment. "Although I am a super soldier like you, the result is different from yours..."
He gently picked up her right hand, which was tightly clenched on the bed sheets. "Feel my heartbeat..." he said, as he softly made her balled hand relax, and moved it upon his chest, letting her feel his heart underneath...and how fast it was beating.

Ansem's eyes were wide and he could feel his breathing quicken as a shiver of cold fear passed through him. He couldn't fight with this man who claimed to be his assistant - he didn't know how...
He glanced helplessly at Gilgamesh, wanting to ask for his help but wasn't sure if he could trust him...or if he would even want to.

Aerith could sense a high level of explosive content within the flowers and had jumped away a second before it exploded. However, in her rush to evade it, she had moved into Marluxia, falling upon him and knocking him down with her.

 

Marluxia was going to attack her when Ansem pierced thought the wall, from the fisure Xehanort and his clone walked in.

"Ah, number XI" Xehanort said.

 

Gilgamesh saw the fear in ansems eyes and took out 6 swords

 

Ansem had quickly taken out a small control box from his lab coat's pocket, so he had created a portal of darkness when Xehanort had struck him, sending him through the portal and then a wall, into Larxene's house. Quickly standing up, he turned and dashed behind Marluxia. "Marluxia you have to help me...he calls himself Xehanort...but he can't be..."

Aerith turned, looking at the two intruderers - although she was one herself in this house - and tilted her head to the right, looking at them curiously. Her scanners were looking them over, trying to find information about them.

OOC: Oh, don't forget that Ansem works together with Marluxia, who is super soldier number XI...

 

Be composed, Larxene, don't let a simple guy outdue you, she reminded herself, as she felt yet another blush coming in her cheeks, almost appearing, but halted it in time, thankfully. So other than the bombs, they had tranquilizers. That Ansem, he wasn't sorry at all, she had known it. Not only does he take them away from normality, they placed bombs and trinkets inside their chests like the were slaves. It was like they were nothing but a experiment, and for the people tested on who didn't survive, they were simply guinea pigs. A waste. Not like she cared, though. Larxene really wasn't surprised at the news.

Yet, is if activated the tranquilizer in Zexion with her lighting, then that might be a weakness she can use in the future.

The problem now was where her hand was, feeling the rapid rhythm of his heart beneath her palm, and she paused the urge to run her hands around his tone chest. Gazing up at him softly, still pondering why was he acting like this, though Larxene had a very vague hint, she mumbled, "I don't understand...how is it different?..."

 

Xehanort´s armored clone dissapeared.

"He is Xehanort" Marluxia said "Xigbar told me about that he had a "Past life"" He said.

 

Gilgamesh got ready "ill help, besides i need one of those key-thingys" Gilgamesh said

 

"We've all had past lives," Ansem said. "All of you might be super soldiers but it doesn't matter - you were humans...you still are humans, even if you are a super soldier, but that fact doesn't matter anymore with the crisis we're in." He glanced at Gilgamesh and said, "You'll...you'll help us?"

"Do you feel those palpitations?" Zexion asked, although he was certain she had. "They won't stop...it'll proceed on like this, because I am a failed super soldier...Ansem was kind, letting me be his assistant, and no one would know. If someone did, I would be exterminated for being like trash...as you can see, my heart beats too much...and if I do anything else to quicken it, there's a possibility I will die."

 

"HEAR ME EMO IDIOT, YOU ARE GOING TO FIGHT YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" Marluxia shouted to Zexion.

Xehanort smiled "You remember this Keyblade?" He asked and summoned the Inverse Kindom Key (Mickey´s Keyblade).

 

"sure you seem like a nice guy after all you didn't yell of attack me when i got lost" Gilgamesh said

 

"Er, Marluxia..." Ansem said, softly. "Zexion isn't here...he's in my study, taking care of number XII...for now, we must take care of these...enemies...old and new..." He gestured to Aerith and Xehonart.

 

Xehanort sighed as his armored copy appeared and took his battle stance.

 

"Zexion..." Larxene whispered in silent perplexity, not really knowing what to say. It was official now. They were nothing but tools that can be discarded when broken, what he said was enough. They were guinea pigs, experiments, thrown away when they are wasted like they meant nothing. Except these were humans, and in truth, she might have been one of them. It didn't mean a lot to her. Being of the homosapien race was sometimes a disgrace for her, since their species can be utterly cruel. Is where she learned she could give it just as much times more.

So Zexion had permanent arrhythmia, and if any faster, has a chance of a stroke.

Her hands shook as she held in another burst of anger, and she almost clenched her gloved hand in his chest if she didn't let out a breath to quell it. Larxene shook her head, giving out a empty, bitter laugh, her tone tense and deadly."I don't get it...isn't Ansem suppose to be the one who made all this happen? I mean, who's going to discard you as trash if they find out?"

 

Ansem stood behind Marluxia and Gilgamesh, looking between the two, hoping they would assist him...

"There are many others working with us against our enemies...Final Fantasy..." Zexion answered, looking down. "Any one of them can...I've met some of them before - Sora, Kairi, Riku...and even the other super soldiers can...Ansem...he's doing this furtively...so no one can know...or I will be killed." Tilting his head up, he stared into her eyes again. "Do you understand...?"

 

"Yes..." Larxene whisped quietly, breaking eye contact with him as she looked down. It didn't escape her conscious that she might have killed him in her means to escape, but if she had known...not that she cared. Larxene never cared for anyone in her life except perhaps Adhira. Everyone else abandoned her. Though she sympathizes with him. At least, he went out of his way to care for her.

Moving her hand, placing it on her lap with the the other, she thought. Larxene needed to ask. "What makes you think you can trust me with that information?"

 

Axel thought he heard an explosion and portals in front of Ansem. He turns his head to face him. "Is Final Fantasy attacking us again?" Then brought out his chakrams.

 

"As well as a new enemy..." Ansem answered, gesturing with his head to the bald man who had called himself Xehanort...

Aerith turned, looking at Axel as her database quickly retrieved the information about him. "Super soldier number VIII," she said, looking at him.

"I don't know why..." Zexion sighed. "I just...do...you seem different...from everyone else. All of them had gave in to what they resigned to be as their fate or mission...but you still strive to escape, for freedom...I admire that."

 

Larxene's head went up to stare at him, not helping the geunine small smile in her face. So far, this was the second time she had heard something close to what she did admirable, though Larxene didn't think that was anything to fawn over. She just didn't want to stay. "Thank you, though that doesn't exactly mean I can be trustful. People wear false masks, after all." Her expression turned a bit regretful on what she said next. "And sorry for...you know, almost killing you."

 

"I can understand why you did it," Zexion said, as he walked to the side, sitting beside her on the bed. "We've taken you away from your home, thus shattering your dreams and hopes...and now, you're going to fight in a war you never wanted to be a part of and used like a thing..." He glanced at her. "That's what you told me before...and I'm sorry that had to happen to you..."
He moved closer to her, turning to look directly at her. "But I'm...I'll try to help you...go back to what your life was before..."

 

Axel snaps his head to face a woman in her twenties with a pink clad dress and long brown hair. Since she knew his number as a super soldier, his final conclusion was that she is an android from Final Fantasy. "Yeah. And what about it?"