Hellion
(hey honey, let's raise some hell...)
Roxas Centric
You dislike order.You hate being told what to do and how to act. You hate it almost as much as you hate this sense of unknowing that you constantlyconstantlyconstantly CONSTANTLY feel. You hate not knowing who you are, and you hate that these things, these weapons, these stupid keyblades chose you.You hate unanswered questions. And lately...that's all you seem to have.
You want answers. You want answers almost as bad as you want to toss that ugly, black cloak up in the air and run. You want to run away and leave it all behind. Leave the organization behind, leave all the orders behind, leave those damn unanswered questions behind, and most of all, leave those damn keyblades behind. So you ask yourself, what the hell's stopping you? You know the answer. You're afraid...afraid of the unknown. You may hate all of this, but it's a comfort all the same.
One day, you decide to risk it all and go look for the answers yourself. You tell only one person, and of course, he tries to convince you otherwise. "But Roxas!" he whines, but hell, you're beyond the point of caring anymore. You shrug off his whines with a sarcastic reply. "No one would miss me anyway." You grab those damn keyblades (Why won't they leave you the hell alone?) and walk through that portal, leaving behind all you hate, yet all you know.
(hey honey, let's keep up our little rebel...)
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Another attempt at a one word prompt.
The word was "rebel" and it just seemed
to fit everyone's favorite nobody, Roxas.
Dedication- For Josh cause you
gave me the word, and it reminds
me of you. Plus, you're awesome.
Disclaimer-
Drabble idea goes to Josh
cause it was his word.
Squenix owns everything else. :D