Commission for my friend on Deviantart.
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Aqua walked through the streets of Disney Town, briskly trying to get to her destination as quickly as possible. The normal bright and cheery colors were dismal and bleak. The town always used to be so wonderful and it was hard to imagine that anything worse resided here than the Unversed and Pete.
Aqua was wrong. Dead wrong about that fact. There was something much more menacing here.
She reached the town's center, looking for the green portal that would let her out of this hellhole. Across the way she say it, the only bright color left. Aqua made a mad dash for it, but something knocked her to the ground. She twisted around in mid fall, trying to see what it was but when she landed on the ground they landed on top of her, putting Aqua in quite a bind.
Head still spinning from the collision, she blinked blurrily at her captor only to turn away in disgust. It was him, Vanitas, chasing her again. This time he decided not to wear his mask, and his gleaming yellow eyes stared down at her. Aqua glared up at him.
"How's my little water drop doing?" Vanitas said tauntingly. Aqua growled low in her throat at the name. It used to be a nickname that Terra and Ventus had for her, now she hated it.
"Don't call me that." She said it so deathly calm that Master Xehanort would have flinched at her. But Vanitas just smirked down at her.
"I think I'll keep calling you that, water drop." Vanitas' sharp canines glinted in what little light there was. He moved his head down to her neck, biting it lightly. Aqua arched her back in a futile effort to get away. When he felt that he bit down hard enough to draw blood.
Aqua screamed and summoned her keyblade, swiping it at his arm. His wrist cut open, spouting blood. Vanitas hissed in pain and let her go, letting Aqua escape. In less than ten seconds she was gone, having disappeared through the green portal, holding her still bleeding neck.
Vanitas let his wound bleed, not even bothering to heal it. He summoned his own portal of darkness, smirking to himself.
'Let the hunt begin again…'