Those beautiful emerald orbs contorted in pain. The soft golden locks matted in blood. The sick crack of bones snapping and shattering in my hands. His screeches of pain pleading for my sanity to return. I was to show him no mercy. His body slumped lifelessly to the floor, the claymore he wielded vanishing in a moonlit glow. Marluxia fell to his knees as the darkness slowly enveloped Saix's body, tears streaming down the normally impassive face. I could feel no remorse, even if it were possible.
You watched every movement warily, as if terrified I would snap your frail, beaten body in two. I ignored Marluxia's wails of pain and made my way over to you. I felt the trembling cease as I gathered you up into my arms. You know you had nothing to fear, my little china doll. My hands grow weak as soon as they brush your skin. The animosity drained from me almost instantly. Not ever would I bring harm to you.
I walked the ascent through nothingness and empty melodies to the altar below our creation. From this vantage point, ruin, creation, and oblivion spread out before us as far as the eye could see. For once, the Superior had left his roost but I knew it would not be long before he returned. You rested your head against my silent chest as if listening for the heartbeat you and I both know is nonexistent. Yet you remember what it sounds like, tapping out the rhythmic beats on my leg.
I brushed away the hair from your face, staring into your beautiful eyes. I do not know why you chose me. Your logic to this day confounds me. I do not have the Superior's husky voice, Saix's bedroom eyes, Axel's wit, Marluxia's soft locks, or Zexion's slender body. Yet you still hold me over all. Silently you kiss me and close your eyes to sleep, not about to give me an answer. I pull you close and tip my head back against the altar wall. The Superior returns, casting a bored gaze over in our direction before lifting it to the creation floating in the empty sky above us. I close my own eyes, succumbing to the soft beating of the heart I know lies somewhere within us.