Let's see...
Okay, Disclaimer first: I, Jaki May, DO NOT own Kingdom Hearts II or any of the Kingdom Hearts franchise, nor do I own the interprise/company/idkwhatitis Square Enix, in which the Kingdom Hearts series belongs to. I DO NOT own any of the characters used in Kingdom Hearts II, nor the enviroments featured within it. And... all the other stuff I missed.
Warnings now: WARNING, this story may contain unintentional OOCness, a storyline that may make not much sense except to moi (the author), minor swearing, a battle scene that seems weird even to me, and some English language issues.
Next, Summary time: Simple. ... Okay, maybe not simple. It will be a bit hard to explain. The WHOLE plot is that the Organization has been whisked away to a world they didn't even know existed, Demyx is nowhere to be found, and they are being taunted by someone who looks a whole lot like him... But isn't him...?
This chapter's summary? Well... here: A prologue, maybe. Probably. Features Demyx before the official plot takes its toll, yus? Poor, poor Demyx...
"Let's just hope you'll admit when you are falling..."
"Huh?"
"Yes, Demyx?" growled Saix, his hood up and complete attention towards the more timid Nobody. The scar that crossed between his two glowing eyes edged with intensity, closer to being a jagged and horrid X.
Standing beside Saix, a tall, broad man whose black hood covered his own face placed a firm hand onto the Luna Diviner's shoulder in a patient yet demanding clutch. "Easy there, Saix," said Lexaeus, tightening his grip, "There's no reason to be so easily upset with Demyx here." He nodded toward the mentioned Nobody, who stood in a defensive stance behind the ripped man, black hood up as well. Saix turned to Lexaeus and glared at both him and Demyx, then without a sound snapped back to walking in front of the two, pulling his shoulder out of Lexaeus's grip. As he walked, his hand reached up to the spot where Lexaeus had held him and rubbed away the small bit of pain lingering there.
With a small gulp, Demyx shuffled out of Lexaeus's shadow to stand beside the man. "Thanks," muttered Demyx, audible only to Lexaeus's ears. "Saix had that look in his eyes again," he paused, then added, "and his scar..."
In a brief side-glance, Lexaeus silently told the shorter man beside him he did not want to hear it. Demyx bit his lip down, and paced without a sound, trailing behind his superiors. Lexaeus sped up to the side of Saix, leaving Demyx behind even further. In front of him, he caught the scattered pieces of conversation not meant for his ears to hear:
"... honestly..."
"... how such a clumsy Nobody..."
"He does not have emotions... nor do we..."
"True... it shocks me still..."
"... indeed... so it does to me also..."
Demyx bit his lip harder, slowing his pace until their backs became smaller and smaller.
"... does well as an actor..."
"He does, doesn't he..."
"Hmph... so much as to fake fear itself..."
"... and gratitude..."
Farther and farther away they walked, turning around one a corner of one of the looming night-black skyscrapers, disappearing into the dark back alleys and out of sight. Demyx eyed where they vanished, taking light steps to a complete stop. A tall skyscraper with a beaming neon billboard as its face stood behind him, alongside a dumpster of trash and the overturned truck that rested among the debris. Winding flat stairs lay before the double doors of the building, welcoming potential guests with bleak and blank windows.
When no one came out to command him to follow suit, or to rant at him for not walking fast enough, Demyx let out a deep breath. Sure that neither Saix nor Lexaeus could hear him, he whispered to himself, "At least I can act grateful..."
He pulled down his hood using both gloved hands, exposing his face to the eerie light of Kingdom Hearts. A light shower began to appear in the World That Never Was, sprinkling pavement, building and Nobody alike. Inhaling the dewy scent of the rain, the words of what the other guys said began to ebb away from Demyx's mind.
Instead, he started to focus on what he thought he heard earlier on. "Man," he said, "I wonder what was that all about..."
A tiny flash of orange light glimmered above his face, and with a "Huh?" Demyx switched his eyes and face to the air above. There, suspended by a silent invisible wind, floated a glowing orange heart right over the head of Demyx. "Whoa..." he breathed.
The orange heart bounced up and down in a playful motion, then propelled itself towards the pale form of Kingdom Hearts. Grinning a goofy grin, Demyx followed the heart's progress as it got closer and closer to becoming one with the moon and its pinkish aura.
As the orange heart soared over the Castle, Demyx had half a mind to call over anybody to help him witness the joining of a heart to thee Heart. "Come on, come on," Demyx urged in a sudden uplifting mood, "you're almost there!"
He could see that the heart had already made its way up above the Altar of Naught, where the Superior probably stood, checking on Kingdom Hearts progression to becoming more whole and powerful. The heart hesitated right before it could be part of the enormous moon in front of it.
"Oh, come on!" exclaimed Demyx, "You're practically-" the heart veered to the left in a sudden turn, "... What the..." The heart glowed even brighter, soaring away from Kingdom Hearts, away from the Castle That Never Was, right into the direction of where a stunned Demyx stood.
"Hey... I just realized something..."
"Huh? That voice again-" blinked Demyx. A blinding flash of orange illuminated the entire opening before Memory's Skyscraper, snapping Demyx out of his thoughts. The orange heart that once looked like a potential addition to Kingdom Hearts now came plummeting at a shocking speed onto the Nobody, blurred and disoriented into a shape that looked less like a heart every passing second. Only when the smear of orange and light came to being only a few feet from his face did Demyx finally react to the sudden threat. In an act of both instinct and practice, he curved his shoulders and back just a bit for his head to move a few inches to the right.
The "heart" whooshed pass Demyx's left ear, ascending in a crescent-shaped move. Yelping, Demyx dropped to the wet pavement and rolled into a more defensive position, the drizzle of rain becoming heavier with the rising "battle".
With a twist of a smooth descent, the "heart" plummeted once again straights towards the Nobody. Raising his dominant hand, Demyx opened up his palm and summoned a tight ball of dense water. In a splash of blue and white, Demyx's giant Sitar appeared, and he quickly grabbed the instrument into a batting stance. Using one hand only, Demyx swung his Sitar blindly, eyes somewhat closed, the "heart" just within reach of his wide swing.
A stroke of luck laced his swing heavily, for the widest part of the Sitar made hard contact with the "heart", and acting accordingly to one of Newton's Laws of Motion, halted both "heart" and Sitar into place.
Sweating despite being cold and drenched to the skin underneath his cloak, Demyx dripped beads of strength into his arm, forcing the Sitar to push against the "heart". The "heart" let out a whirl of sound, hissing and buzzing and growing ever brighter, like a Twilight Crystal at its purest. For just a moment, it let its strength drop to prepare for another attack. That one moment of no resistance was all Demyx needed.
The Sitar hit the "heart" with a good amount of power, sending the "heart" whizzing into the sky as a twinkle.
Demyx panted, staring at the piece of dark clouds that the "heart" had disappeared. Regaining his composure, or whatever strips of composure he had, he straightened his back and began to check the damage done to his Sitar.
"Oh, Arpeggio," Demyx pined, rubbing the part of the instrument that made contact with the "heart", "I'm sorry for using you as a bat." With a small wave of his hand, the Sitar vaporized away into bubbles. In silence and rain, the Nobody felt something close to relief, which faded away in about 4 seconds.
Demyx sighed, then put his hand on his chin in a pondering posture. "Now," he asked himself, "what in Arpeggio's name was that all about?"
"Yeah, I agree... What's the big idea!"
"Son of a-" Demyx stammered, looking around in a frantic manner. The storm that had built up a steady flow of rain dispersed, leaving a dark sky of stars in its wake. Shaken by the sudden absence of the cool droplets, Demyx started to head toward the direction Lexaeus and Saix took, finally remembering that he wasn't alone...
He only took one step forward when a horrid shine of orange and light erupted behind him. Demyx gulped down a scream, staring straight forward, not daring to look backwards. A bit of sparks floated in front of him, the orange glow growing monstrous and wide. Not waiting to see what happens next, he broke into a quick dash, full of desperation and illogical-ness. Of course, the thing chasing poor Demyx followed with ease.
"Now then, where was I?"
"Gah!" Demyx clutched his ears, yelling while running, "Get away from me, damn it!"
He didn't have to look around him to see that the pools of water that had formed from the rain evaporated away at an increasing rate; he could feel the warmth emitting from the thing behind him. He began regretting ever straying so far away from Saix and Lexaeus. Demyx could see the corner of the building now, and it looked so close that a small beam of hope lit in his eyes...
"Oh, yes... now I remember."
... to be crushed like Oogie Boogie's bug underneath Santa Claus's boot. A twitchy little antenna rose from the ground, revealing the round head of a Shadow. The location of where it appeared: the very spot in front of Demyx's right boot. Not noticing the sudden obstacle, Demyx tripped on the Shadow in an ungraceful manner, falling head first onto the ground.
The little Shadow did not falter from being bounced on by a Nobody, and continued rising from the ground. Demyx's nose smashed off the concrete, a shot of pain streaking through his face.
"Ahem..."
Demyx grabbed the bridge of his nose, trying to numb the throbbing pain, looking backwards for just a bit. He turned just in time to see the Heartless that had tripped him be ripped to shreds by invisible hands, as if it were a rag doll. Unlike the normal vanishing of slain Heartless bodies, the limbs of the unfortunate Shadow stayed intact and visible, tossed aside by the invisible force as Demyx looked on. Demyx gagged from the sight, and attempted to crawl around the corner, a few yards away from him now...
"Hey... where you going..."
"Oh, man," Demyx whispered. He stayed still for a bit, trying to come up with anything that can help him. A sudden idea flashed his mind, making him blink. He gave a large inhale, then flipped himself over to face his adversary. One whole second passed, and he suddenly wished he didn't flip over...
"Awesome."
Demyx knew fear didn't exist in Nobodies, or regret, or surprise, but right now... he was so close to feeling them that they felt like smooth boulders in the gut of his body. He crawled backwards, one hand at a time, feeling the blunt edge of the building on his fingertips...
"You, my dear Nobody..."
Some unspoken law that gripped the home of the Nobodies shattered, and pure daylight broke out. At least, in one area only, this was right in front of the crawling Demyx. Crying out, he shielded his eyes from the blinding light...
"... make the most excellent candidate..."
He didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to-
"... for me."
Demyx screamed, "HEEEEEEEEEEELLLP-!!!"
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"Hrm..."
"Yes, Xigbar?"
"... Nothin'. Just had this chill, like a fellow teaser is being mauled right now..."
"Humph."