Another installment into the 'Axel is Secretly Satan' series - ASS for short. 8D Because who doesn't love to traumatize Roxas?
This was actually supposed to be a one shot, but it turned out really long so I separated it out into little mini chapters. I think it breaks up the pacing a bit better than the crappy line breaks supplied by FFN, at any rate. Enjoy. :3
It had started off as a normal enough day, Roxas thought somewhat bitterly, as he ran alone through the dark woods of Halloween Town. His heart would have been pounding if he had one. He knew that, as a Nobody, he couldn't technically feel fear or anxiety or creeped-out-ness, but he was about as close as he could get to any of that.
The blonde youth glanced occasionally over his shoulder as he sprinted to who knew where, every once in a while catching a glimpse of him, always gaining and yet never actually moving. Roxas thought briefly of that video on YouTube that Axel had shown him with the cat that only moved while the camera wasn't on him. Kind of like that, he supposed, although he couldn't help but wonder if his pursuer simply teleported like Xigbar did. Or maybe he utilized the corridors of darkness that all Organization members were privy to. He wasn't there every time that Roxas threw a glance over his shoulder so it would make sense that he was in The Between sometimes when Roxas peeked...
A flash of white on one of the trees he was approaching caught Roxas's eye as he approached. He debated with himself for a fraction of a second, cast a look over his shoulder and, seeing nothing, slowed his sprint long enough to snatch a scrap of paper off the tree. He sped up again and looked down at the paper just long enough to almost run smack into a tree. It was a hastily scribbled note reading 'CAN'T RUN' with a small depiction of his pursuer in the bottom corner – a tall, incredibly thin man with no features wearing a black suit.
"Cheery," Roxas grumbled, stuffing the note into his jacket. "And unhelpful. Who had time to write that, anyways, if that guy was chasing them like this? I sure as hell wouldn't take the time to sit my ass on a tree stump and write a message for the next person to run past here unless it was instructions on how to get away." Number XIII threw his head back and let out a frustrated growl , wondering how in the world he had gotten himself into this stupid mess.