Drabble: Nigrum et Lux, part VIII
Title: Nigrum et Lux, part VIII
Author: breathless_dawn
Rating: R for language and violence
Characters: Axel
Word Count: 150
Disclaimer: Oh, the things I would do if I owned Axel *drools* But alas, I don't own him, which results in a very disappointed me :'(
A/N: I broke my 100 word rule! Oh dear... But you know, I figured since Axel is my favourite and all, I could afford to break the rules. And heck, it's my challenge anyway! I can break the rules all I want, so there. I may rewrite this one, though, because I'm not sure I'm entirely pleased with it. I think I can do better, plus I have to rewrite Xigbar's anyway, so why not? Anyway, I give you this for now. Tell me what you think.
Life is more or less the same at the beginning, a lot of boredom punctuated with brief periods of almost-excitement. He is Axel now, number VIII, and can call fire to his fingertips if he wants to, but as Saix will verify, he is exactly the same.
Then he goes on this recon mission, gets spotted by some local. He’s nosy, won’t stop asking stupid questions, and Axel is not in the fucking mood.
So he kills him. Reduces the annoying son of a bitch to nothing more than a pile of ashes in a dark alley and walks away without a second thought.
The Superior is pleased with him, Xaldin informs him upon his return, and soon after that, his missions become primarily to eliminate undesirables. The euphemism makes Axel laugh.
He turns into the go-to guy for assassination and quickly becomes immune to the smell of burning flesh.