End of a Journey, End of a Life
Staring through the window into the dark sky of the world that never was, Axel sighed. His only glimpses of the courtyard were from the brief flashes of lightning above. On one such occasion his gaze was caught by movement on the path leading to the doors of the castle. Intrigued he kept looking in that direction. A sharp intake of breath showed his surprise as he saw Demyx dragging his Sitar along the gravel path, his shoulders slumped and feet dragging. Demyx would never drag his Sitar like that unless something terrible had happene…… Axel's thoughts were cut off as he saw Demyx start to stagger, leaning heavily on his instrument. Thundering down the corridors of the castle, almost colliding with other members of the organisation, he raced for the door and wrenched it open just in time to see Demyx crumple to a heap on the step. Standing, shocked he saw Demyx's Sitar evaporate into many droplets of water. Crying out in anguish he lifted the unconscious Demyx and half dragged him to his room. Tears streaming down his face he placed Demyx onto the bed, noting how his breath come in short, sharp gasps. Pounding through the hallways to The Superiors quarters, he hammered on the door sobbing. Xemnas opened the door to see Axel slumped against the doorway, cheeks soaked with tears, he caught Axel as he started to fall.
"Demyx, something happened to him"
Helped by Xemnas, Axel made his way back to Demyx's room, where number IX's breathing was irregular and fever high. Demyx's latest battle with Roxas had almost cost him his life but he had fled at the last moment with the little energy he had.
After about 3 days of his coma, Demyx's eyes flickered open slightly. Axel was by his side in an instant to hear him say one word…
"Axel…"
…with a struggle he took one last breath and dispersed into thousands of black particles.
Slumping onto the now empty bed Axel sobbed for the loss of his long time friend and lover.
End.