Fatal Cell: Prologue

Warning: This fic contains yaoi(boyxby love), foul language, gory scenes, deals with mature themes, contains thoughts of suicide and may be graphic. This story is dark/romantic/mystery/gore/ and can be full of angst. If you are against the devil or any relation to him, I suggest this story is not for you. 18+ please! (But let's face it, who cares if there is an age requirement?)

Disclaimer: I do not own any character or product in this fanfiction. I only own the plot. Names are random and any references to anything are purely coincidental.

"Micaela, please! We have been over this and we said we would do it… Tonight!" A spiky haired blonde said, pacing around the pink carpeted floor in his plaid boxers.

"I know Max but I'm having second thoughts about this. Maybe we should wait." Said girl added shyly and unsurely on her bed, watching the blue eyed male pace in a line, back and forth in her room.

Max sat on the neatly made bed beside the red head and took her hands in his, gently.

"Micaela, do you know how long I have been waiting for this?" Max asked in an annoyed yet patient voice.

"Now I'm not so sure…" Micaela said in a quieter tone of voice as she looked elsewhere besides her current boyfriend's blue eyes.

"Babe, please… I love you so much and you know that, right?" Max asked in a sincere tone, holding tightly onto his beautiful, red haired girlfriend. Micaela smiled sweetly, looking into similar colour eyes.

Micaela sighed before sitting up straight, "Alright, let's do it." She said with determination. Max smiled, clearly glad that his girlfriend made her choice. He lifted their hands up, puckering his lips; he kissed Micaela's soft, creamy hand.

"You won't regret this. I promise." He said leaning in closer to Micaela's face; their breaths felt on each other's faces. Closer…. Closer… closer-

"CUT!"

The two on the bed pulled away from each other as they were approached by a heavier, short man with black hair and glasses, resting on the lower part of his nose. "Roxas! Baby you were astounding! No! You were magnificent! Oh this week's episode will blow everyone away!" the man rambled on. Whilst the man was talking, Roxas stood up from the bed prop used for the scene. Someone put a blue robe around his shoulders and the blonde actor tied it up at the front.

"Thanks Pete." Roxas said and glanced at the red head still on the bed, "Later Kairi." He said to her.

Kairi waved her fingers "Bye Roxas."

Pete turned around "Okay! Everyone get ready for the next scene! Make-up!" and with that said everyone was bustling around doing their jobs.

Roxas walked off set, given refreshments for his hard work and offered snacks or quality fruit and vegetables. As usual the blonde turned them all away, for hunger could not solve the emptiness he felt inside. He was use to the attention by now and with years of it, seemed to unacknowledge the absorption that workers were giving him. It's as if they weren't even there.

"Roxas! Great performance today!" a blonde with blue eyes said, walking towards the star. He looked exactly like Roxas, only his voice was just a bit softer.

Roxas lifted his fist and him and the doppelganger pounded fists "Thanks Ven. See you next week." Then he and his look alike went their separate ways. Ventus, aka Ven, was Roxas' replacement for more intimate scenes like the one they were about to film for the TV show.

The blonde walked away from the crowd, the hoarders had dispersed from lack of attention from the star and went back to their daily routine. He wandered down a hallway, getting compliments and kind words from fellow actors and simple folk. Roxas only smiled at them; it's not like he is a cold, unkind person. The actor just felt like there was a huge hole inside him and whatever he did, that hole remained barren. It's been there ever since his parents died when he was young.

Roxas Dupont: Of French descendants though he is of Caucasian heritage. You wouldn't believe he's French because is voice is very much English. His mother, Aerith Dupont and his father, Cloud Dupont married each other at a young age of 18. Roxas is an only child and therefore has taken over his family's mansion and their billions. They live in New York, on a hill near the center of the city. Cloud was a singer and Aerith was an actress hence their multi-millions. They died in a fatal car accident 7 years ago, when Roxas was only 10. Since then Roxas has been taken care of by his parent's maids, butlers and body guards. He dropped out of school and has been a child star ever since, with his talents of acting, being a model with his good looks and singing. He is mostly known for his role in the TV show "Autumn Kiss" which has gained fans all over the world for its drama and devilishly good looking actors. Though with all his fame and lovable fans, he finds that he is most lonely and nothing can fill that void. If only he could escape this world. He wanted out so badly.

The blonde opened the door to his dressing room, which the only light in the fairly small room was the lights around his mirror on the dresser. Walking towards his chair for a sit down and was followed in by his secretary Larxene. Tall, blonde woman with a temper and eyes that send darts mentally into your brain. "Okay Roxas, you have a photoshoot at 4pm for a new line of men's clothing, and then you are scheduled for supper with your agent for your next album at 8:30pm." She explained jotting down something onto paper, into the binder in her hands.

Roxas sighed, getting tired of the same routine he did over and over again. It was getting old and he never got excited anymore. Nothing fazed him; the world was boring, dull and a disappointment. Even with all the attention he got from his fame, it was all disgustingly bland. And he wanted out.

Following his daily routine, one of the make-up artist, by the name of Aqua, entered his dressing room and she proceeded to remove the blonde's make-up they had him wear for filming. A bottle of Vitamin water was sitting where it always was when his scenes were done and over with. He reached for the bottle, finding it to already be opened which made his eyebrows knit together and he set it back down. Someone apparently wanted to drug him or poison him. He never trusted the workers in the stidio, his bottles were always opened and last time he drank from an already opened bottle he held onto the toilet for his life while vomiting terribly. He did not want to go through that again.

"Larxene, get me another Vitamin water please. This one is opened." He sighed and ran his hand tiredly through his blonde hair when the make-up artist was done removing his stage face and fixed his hair for him.

Larxene nodded "Right away." She closed her blue binder and lifted up the glasses on her face, "Oh and your outfit for today has been pressed and hanging in the closet for you." She said before shooing the blue haired woman out and shut the door behind her with a 'click'.

Roxas rose from his seat realizing his skin was getting abused by goosebumps. A chill ran up his spine, it felt like the temperature in the room decreased tremendously. The actor shivered and hugged his robe to his body, not that it helped because his robe was as thin as a sheet of paper. He thought he saw his breath but shrugged it off and turned around, startled by jade green eyes, glowing in the dark spot of a corner in the room.

He froze in sheer terror, afraid to move or even breathe. Was his mind playing tricks on him today? No… the eyes were blinking at him. Something was in the room with him and its presence felt less than friendly, evil and paranormal. The blonde's goosebumps returned and trailed from his legs all the way up to his neck and expanded around his shoulders. His heart went into Panic mode and pounded against his chest. His mind told him to run for it, but Fear told him not to make any sudden movements since he didn't know who the green eyes belonged to; or what.
The eyes moved upwards, climbing higher into the air. Roxas' blue eyes followed them seeing they were at least a foot taller than him. He was possessed by fear; whispers of female and male voices filled his ears with unrecognizable tongue. There were many but they stayed quiet. Were they talking to him?

The eyes continued to watch Roxas, fascinated and observant of his current expression. He willed the eyes and empty words to go away, to leave him be but there they remained. A low and deep chuckle filled the room, making Roxas hold his breath, scared beyond all reason.

Suddenly the door to his dressing room opened startling Roxas, who gasped in alarm. He whipped his head around and Larxene stepped in, "They didn't have lemonade so I got you-" she looked at the flaxen haired teen "You okay? You look like you just saw a ghost." She said noticing that Roxas was pale and his eyes wide in fear. The star dared himself and looked at the corner again to find the eyes and whispers were gone. "Uhm… I'm fine." He said continuing to stare at the corner where the haunting eyes were just moments before. The taller blonde glanced to where her client was looking and raised an eyebrow.

"Okay, well get dressed and we'll get something to eat on the way." She said setting the Vitamin water down on the dresser, switching the other one that was opened already. Roxas slowly moved his head to Larxene and nodded once as the female opened her binder again and looked over a page.

"A ghost, huh?" Roxas whispered to himself removing his robe and carelessly hanging it in the open closet. He chuckled to himself at the thought and proceeded to remove his costume, thanking whoever he wore briefs that day. He hung those beside the robe and picked out the gray skinny jeans Larxene had got for him to wear that day. He eased his way into those and did the zipper and button up. He noticed the temperature was rather warm in the room now which made him frown in question.

Once he was finished with getting ready, after applying a necklace and black wrist band on himself, he opened his Vitamin water for a drink. Larxene opened the door for him and with attitude and the placement of sunglasses on his face, the star walked out into the hallway away from the set where they were filming Kairi, acting like her and Ven were… well… take a guess.

Roxas' bodyguard was waiting at the back doors for them so he can ward off hoards of fans and civilians who adore Roxas. Lexaeus was at least 7 feet tall, built and intimidating; he is why Roxas is so well protected. The orange haired man opened the door for the blonde, whose limo was 4 feet away from the building, awaiting it' rider. Larxene followed with her binder and pens in her black dress coat and black skirt. On cue, fans came running around the corner of the large building, wanting to socialize and grope the blonde. She opened the door for Roxas who slid down the leather seats to the far end of the limo as his secretary followed inside and closed the door quickly so they couldn't get into the vehicle. Lexaeus got into the driver's seat and locked all the doors for all their safeties.

Roxas leaned on the arm rest, staring outside and had a blank look on his face as the limo started moving forward and out of the lot.

Larxene crossed her legs and set the binder down on her lap and opened it, "Oh your cousin Sora called. He wants you to call him back." She said but her words went unheard for Roxas was busy remembering the haunting eyes in his dressing room.

He sighed heavily and removed his sunglasses from his face and set them down on the seat beside him, still peering outside. He was done with this shit. He knew he was loved, but he knew only because he was famous. He wanted to meet someone who didn't care if he came from famous lines or that he himself was known all over the world. But that was only a dream inside his head. He wanted less from this life and if he had the opportunity he would gladly give his fame and fortune to someone less fortunate than himself. He figured he wanted to be like everyone else. And he wanted to find love most of all.

His eyes spotted a couple on the street, hands intertwined and smiles spread on their faces. Stings of jealousy made Roxas watch them, for he longed to be them. Envy jabbed him and sadness greeted him with open arms. He wished whatever was in his room would have killed him right then and there. Maybe he could OD on drugs tonight? Die of alcohol poisoning?

But something in his mind told him to wait it out. Could something bigger be planned for him?

He will have to wait.

Ally: I'll have you all know, this was the first story I have ever planned for Kingdom Hearts. Now that I'm getting into Akuroku more, this story is getting me, myself and I excited X3

Also, if you plan to read the future chapters, I suggest listening to Linkin park, Skillet, Disturbed, Evanescence, Breaking Benjamin, Apocalyptica, Domenica and Three Days Grace for some of their songs fit this story PERFECTLY! i/e Dance with the Devil by Breaking Benjamin. Brilliant!

I have songs listed on my dA journal. I'm TenTen333. (Also, I might suggest songs if you want to listen at the beginning of a chapter)

So? How is it?

This is just the prologue…

AND THERE WILL BE DRAMA!

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