Chapter 15
HAY LOOK WHO IT IS. You know, his character development in the novels actually made my plot-thread for him in this make a ton of sense. Yay!
Also, i'd like to submit this for approval to the Demyx Anti-Defamation Squad :) Heeheehee <3
The scene they entered into was total chaos.
Most of the Organization lay scattered about the lobby, all unconscious and in varying states of injury. Scorch marks, small craters, and destroyed furniture littered the ground and stained the walls.
And Larxene and Marluxia stood over the destruction, looking pleased with themselves.
Xaldin and Lexaeus quickly laid Xigbar and Terra to the side, and the four summoned their weapons.
Marluxia heard the sound of weapons being called, and turned around.
"Oh, there you are. I was wondering where the 'respected elders' of the Organization were. After all, I was so looking forward to destroying you."
Larxene turned and smiled widely. "Oh, Marluxia, I get to play too, right? It wouldn't be nice of you to leave me out of the fun."
"Of course you can, Larxene. As long as you leave Vexen to me."
Vexen's eyes narrowed. "You arrogant fool! You think far too much of yourself."
"As do you."
Lexaeus stepped forward, preventing Vexen from continuing the squabble. "Marluxia, tell me. Where did the two of you get this strength? Before, you could not have taken on numbers Seven through Ten by yourselves."
Larxene laughed. "Oh, is that all? Easy. The old grandpa gave it to us. See, here's the deal- we take all of you out, and help him take out the Key-brats, and he'll give us power, enough power to do whatever we want. And since we were a bit unwilling to be anyone's gofers again, he gave us this-" She spread her arms wide to indicate the destruction "-as a goodwill gesture."
"Grandpa- you mean Xehanort?"
Marluxia chuckled. "Indeed so. And I believe we have spoken enough- let us now finish the job we have begun."
The two summoned their weapons as well, and took fighting stances. Both groups faced off, each waiting for the other to move first.
"Y…You…!"
Six heads turned. Demyx had struggled to a sitting position, and was looking at Marluxia and Larxene with anger in his eyes.
"Why…? Lar...Larxene, Marluxia, why? Why are you turning on us?"
Larxene laughed viciously. "Isn't it obvious, you little wimp? We want too much to stick around you depressing lame-brains. Duh."
"But we…we're going to get our hearts back!"
"Wow, you're stupid. We aren't getting our hearts back- ever. We're just gonna keep coming back, incomplete, over and over. What's the point? So we're going to help change that- get Kingdom Hearts, and we can get ours back easily."
Demyx growled and lifted a hand to summon his weapon. "Not true…! We will get our hearts back, we will! And I won't let you kill everyone else 'cause someone told you to!"
Larxene looked stunned, and then started laughing even harder. "Oh, stop, Demyx! You'll kill me with laughter is what you'll do! You can't fight, everyone knows that! You're just a lazy bum who foists his work on everyone else!"
Demyx's eyes narrowed. "Be careful what you say, Larxene…water is a dangerous thing to anger."
He closed his eyes, and after a moment, his sitar flickered into his hand. Using it as a lever, he pulled himself up fully, leaning on it slightly for support.
"You're serious? Geez, you really are an idiot! My element beats yours- even two-year olds know water conducts electricity!"
Demyx smiled then, and it was a strangely unnerving smile, different from the usual sheepish grin he normally wore.
"Would you really want to shock me when you're covered in water?" He asked, plucking a string on his sitar. Water spiraled out of nothing, surrounding him. He plucked another, and it formed spears, looking deceptively painless.
"Or do you want to know what it's like to drown? Getting shocked to death doesn't even begin to compare."
Larxene took an involuntary step backwards, stunned.
Demyx raised his hand to pluck another string, but before his fingers reached the sitar, he let out a strangled cry and fell to the ground.
"You talk way too much, lady. Shoulda just killed his ass before he stood up."
Standing there was a boy that made the four Nobodies who hadn't yet seen him gasp in shock. For a moment, they thought it was Sora, but his yellow, Darkness-tainted eyes and malicious smile told them it wasn't.
Larxene frowned. "Well, I'm sorry for underestimating him, brat. What do you want?"
The not-Sora smiled widely. "Stop playing around and go meet up with the boss. He's got better things for you to do than kill off a buncha half-gone shells. I'll handle the ones that're left."
Larxene growled, but Marluxia tugged on her arm. "Come, Larxene. We've wasted too much time here, as it is."
Larxene sighed. "Oh, fine. Let's go…"
The two opened portals and disappeared, leaving the boy behind. He turned towards the others.
"Now we have you. Who wants to die first? How 'bout the little guy with the dictionary? You wanna go?"
Zexion winced, but ignored it. "Who are you?"
The boy grinned. "Oh, me? I'm Vanitas. I'm-”
He paused, glancing at Terra. "No, wait, hang on. I think I'll have Terra tell you. It'll be fun to see his face when he sees me."
With that said, he disappeared. The four spun around, turning towards Terra.
He was standing over Terra, smirking widely. Bending down, he grabbed Terra by the hair and yanked him forwards, kneeing him violently in the chest.
"C'mon, Terra! Time to wake up!"
Terra groaned, and his eyes flickered open. Upon seeing Vanitas, they widened in shock, causing him to laugh.
"Surprised? Good!" He laughed. "I missed you, too. Man, aren't you a sorry mess. No heart, only a sliver of your power left…if Ventus and Aqua could see you now, they'd be sooo disappointed."
Terra growled weakly. "Bastard…why are you here…? What did you do to Ven…?"
Vanitas kneed him again, his face twisting in rage. "Don't you dare mention that wimpy little creampuff! He's not part of me anymore! I won't let him be!"
Terra let out a little scream of pain. "You bastard…!"
Vanitas smiled viciously. "Of course I am. Tell me something I'm not proud of."
Xaldin readied his lances. "Get away from him, now, little one, or your death will come swiftly."
"How about no?" Vanitas said mockingly, summoning his Keyblade. "How about you step away, or Terra gets a Keyblade in the face."
"How 'bout…you get a bullet to the face…kiddo?"
Xigbar had woken, and was holding an Arrowgun to Vanitas's temple.
Vanitas glanced over. "Oh, Braig. You got ugly, man. So you're out of our little gang? Too bad, now I have to kill you, too."
He paused suddenly, and then his face turned to one of pain and frustration.
"Dammit! No! Not now!"
He stood up sharply, and jumped back. "I'll be back, I swear! And then you're all dead!"
He quickly jumped through a portal, leaving the Organization battered and confused.