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"Are you fucking out of your mind?"
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Vanitas runs through the streets, but at this point it's not really running, as wisps of darkness reveal his use of magic to run faster and jump higher. The balls of materia are safely stored in his pockets, and he concentrates on jumping over civilians as they scream and yell. The duo of soldiers Ven's sent after him can barely keep up, even with their experienced use of light magic.
Vanitas smirks, making a sharp right turn to jump another 25 feet to crash through the window of an abandoned apartment building. But he's a little late, and they see him make his move. They catch up with him easily, one even flash jumping mid-air to tackle him to the ground.
Vanitas grunts in pain as he smashes headfirst into the fucking hardwood floors. His golden eyes flash with pain as one soldier raises his hand to charge light magic. "We've got you this time, bit-" he starts, before Vanitas kicks him into the wall, hard enough to break ribs.
The other now charges at him blindly, and Vanitas electrocutes him with Thunder, sending him flying into his peer, two bodies now stacked up against each other.
"You know, I thought that all of you should've known from the last time. Letting me go is much easier. It's just not worth it." he smirks, brushing the dust off his shoulders arrogantly.
"Yeah, it is." responds a voice so very similar to his own. He turns around, to find his very spiky blond-haired brother with keyblade in hand.
"Ventus. Your hair isn't as messy as it usually is. Did you run out of fashion products this early in the week?" Vanitas jeers with a smirk still plastered on his face.
The blond brother points his keyblade at Vanitas. "Hand over the Materia you stole, and I promise nothing will happen."
Vanitas takes a quick look at the hardwood floors and summons his own keyblade, clouds of darkness appearing at his hand. "Liar." he hisses, striking the ground with a Dark Firaga. He hears his brother grunt in surprise as dark flames begin to surround him.
"See you around, buddy." he sneers, cloaking himself in darkness.
He hates moving around this way, but it's the best way to get around without using a portal that they can track. He melts into darkness, slipping through the broken and burning floorboards onto the lower floor, and then breaking out a window.
He lands in the streets, and in this corporeal form, Vanitas only grimaces a little from the faint pain. He's not a big fan of this form, it makes him more vulnerable to light, but at this point, he hasn't got a choice.
He darts through the streets, ignoring the shrieks and cries of the people around him. He can feel the presence of other troopers getting fainter and fainter, and he increases his speed, his grin growing wider by the second.
The streets blur past him until he's on the outer edge of the city. He could summon a portal now if he wanted to, but Vanitas can feel their presence approaching, no matter how faint they are.
So he continues to blur past apartment buildings that look increasingly worn-down until he spares a glance behind him to see if they're on his tail.
Fuck. He sees four behind him who must've concealed their presence, so he panics and increases his speed to make up the distance.
But now, he's going too fast, and in his haste to escape his new pursuers, Vanitas travels up the side of a building's shadow, and now, spinning out of control to maintain control of his shadow form, he crashes into another window.
This time, it's an occupied building. As his darkness melts away in wisps, he grunts in pain. "Fuck, I should use a portal next time, fucking hell-" He looks up to find a girl brandishing a very sharp knife at him in one hand with a broom in the other.
She's attractive, with striking cobalt eyes, albeit full of fear, and dark bangs that cover her-fuck he should be concentrating on getting out of this mess. "Hey, I-huh."
Vanitas stops to ogle for another moment. Damn, the way her hair falls down around her face is really cute.
"Listen, I know I broke your window, sorry about that, but I gotta go though that door you're standing in front of so I'd deeply appreciate if you could let me step through and-"
She looks at him, an eyebrow raised. "They called a manhunt for you about five minutes ago. City-wide." she says, knife still raised threateningly at him.
"Who?" he says, still not paying attention to what she's quite saying. Seriously, they oughta arrest people this prett-
"The City Guard. You know, the ones who are coming to get you for stealing their materia."
"Oh. Yeah, about that, that's why I should step through that lovely door you have right there." he says. He's an idiot he should be gone by now, Ventus will certainly bust his ass by now, but damn, how he'd like to bust open this girl's-okay he needs to go.
"Are you fucking out of your mind?" she says incredulously. "You just broke my window, broke into my home, and now you want me to help you escape from a city-wide manhunt because you so very intelligently stole materia from their headquarters?"
He nods, exasperated now.
"Listen, I'm not the dumb one, considering you're trying to threaten me, the one who's the subject of this manhunt, with just a knife."
She seems to process this.
"How about I get your name, and the next time we meet after I escape this nasty situation, we can call it a date." he grins quickly, noticing the presence of several powerful light-magic users approaching. The look on the girl's face does not bode well for him. She throws the knife at him, and for a second, it seems to glow white, but he catches it nonetheless.
He's delighted. She shrieks.
"Stop yelling, idiot! I am not gonna hurt you. Your name please?" he says, while still berating himself for remaining another second just so he can get into this girl's pants later at the risk of getting caught.
"Xion!" she yells, backing away.
And now the soldiers are at the door, two of them with white staffs. He curses himself now for his foolishness, with these White Mages no less than five or six feet away from him, they could probably restrain him with some powerful light magic.
Ventus is now at the front, looking rather disgruntled. Xion has backed into a corner, crouching and covering her head.
"Tch." he mutters, looking out the window. He'll have to use a portal this time, he's wasted too much energy shifting in and out of his shadow form. Summoning a portal outside indiscreetly, Vanitas smirks and charges up dark magic into the knife.
"Don't wait up for me, Ven."
He hurls it at Ventus, who parries it hard, the knife shattering to pieces. It's a distraction, two-seconds at most. But two seconds is enough for Vanitas to jump out the window.
They crowd up around the window, as they watch him salute and disappear.
Ventus shakes his head and says, "Don't bother tracing him."
He sighs.
"He'll be gone by then anyway."
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