It shouldn't have ended like this...
He thought fighting his droopy eye lids from closing his bright orange amber eyes. Vanitas knew if he closed them he wasn't sure if he would continue to exist.
Phffft... As if there was anything else to live for anymore...
The dark apprentice of the maniacal Xeonhart was defeat. Both physically and spiritually. Now he was floating in the dark void that didn't smell like true darkness at all causing him to wrinkle his nose. It smelled too clean…
There was neither fear nor remorse in his fragmented heart. From the top of his sleek obsidian hair to the tip of his rugged jet black boots, he felt completely numb. Although this numb was different from the tingly numbness that usually covered him. At least every time the feeling of pain became unbearable or whenever an unversed died. Now that fucking hurts… he grunted at the remembrance.
Stay awake Vanitas… his eyes kept blinking sleepily…
Or else you won't stay you for long! He shouted in his mind.
Within that moment an idea crept into his brain. He moved his tongue slowly to the right edge of his mouth and-chomp! He growled as the taste of iron mixed with the saliva. Blood drooled out of his soft frowning lips as the liquid lightly painted down his pale white neck. The nerve on his armored body jolted as he felt the returning sensation of his eyes sprung open.
Vanitas hated the returning feeling of his body because all it knew was suffering. All he felt from it was the soreness of his biceps and calve muscles; the involuntary trembling of his nerves and he was certain most of his ribs were broken and his shoulders were dislocated.
Couldn't fucking move even if I wanted to. He groaned in frustration. I have to focus on a way to get the hell out of here! But how did I end up back in this darkness?
Adrenaline began pumping through his veins and like clockwork the tingly numbness coated over him with some relief. Crossing his arms over his broad chest, he remembered that he achieved his ultimate goal of forming the X blade... He became the dominant one after reuniting with that idiot Ventus. Though what he did not expect was for her to gain consciousness so quickly. Not after giving her that critical blow from the highest Cliff side. That much momentum should've sent that goody toe shoes into a coma.
That girl's speed was slower than Ventus and trickier than Terra. Thanks to that stupid magic of hers and her repetitive cart wheels. Tire her out and those skills would be useless… She was so weak compared to the other keyblade wielders...
Nor did the apprentice anticipate fighting three on one all at the same time.
That fucking rat! If he only didn't come into the picture I would've continued to be whole...
Now presently his only salvation was destroyed, Ventus became the victor and their heart was shattered. So shattered that caused them to be in such a severely weaken state that they had to disconnect from their original body. Now he was currently stuck taking refuge in a damn kid's heart which he had no influence over.
Now he was a prisoner. His prison cell was the piece of darkness that was once missing in Venus's heart and the security guard with all the keys was a freaking four year old.
If I am awake then that fool must be asleep. He calculated chewing on his injured tongue. Which meant their body is literally left for grabs but how would he be able to obtain it? An eerie smirked formed.
Well there's always Ms. Backup... A burst of insane laughter echoed the void.
Petting his ego, the bright eyed boy praised himself for thinking such a brilliant plan in the first place. His master always annoyed him with such advice.
"Remember Vanitas, always think farther ahead. The more you think outside the box the higher your survival rate will be." Said Xeonhart, coldly looking over the Keyblade Graveyard. "If you can do that, then nobody can defeat you… No matter how hard they try."
Vanitas crossed his arms kicking the dirt below. "Tch. Sure, whatever old man"
The creepy old fart chuckled still facing beyond the cliff. "Suit yourself."
Xeonhart was always the "know it all" when it came to the future, but now it was his turn. All he needed to do now was to wait. Then everything would be a cake walk.
Vanitas raised his arms over his head-Pop! His shoulder blades finally moved back into socket. He didn't give a shit. All he had to do was wait for that wanna-be keyblade master to summon him. And Ooh she will… Whether she wants to or not-just as long as she still had that charm…
Vanitas closed his eyes focusing on his dark energy.
Aqua…