Anti-Sora's eyes flickered dangerously as he peered down on a certain brown haired teenager who was about six feet tall. Perhaps...he hadn't really bothered to pay attention to minor details.
Moving into the clearing, into the light he growled, covering his eyes as the gold shone with hatred for the young Keyblader. He didn't speak as Donald and Goofy patted Sora on the back for a job well done as always. Such useless lackeys, useless patches of flesh...putrid. He hated them.
They kept him from getting ever closer to the innocence he wanted to taint.
"Thanks guys!" he smiled, Goofy looping an arm around the boy's slender neck. A sudden urge to rip that delicious throat passed Anti-Sora's thoughts, the blood dribbling down where he could lap it up and exist, savagely slaughtering everything in his path.
Hissing at the thought his dark tongue traced his lips.
Stalking up to Sora he noticed that the pale teen was alone.
Shooting a hand out he grabbed onto the Keyblade master's neck in the front to tug him back. Loving how a delicate gasp passed pale lips and struggled to get away.
Anti-Sora slipped his other hand to wrap the arm around his other's upper torso, binding the arms to the blue eyed figure's sides. Yes, this sight was exhilarating and tasteful in any way imaginable.
"W-what're...stop! Lemme go!" Sora cried, wriggling about before lips brushed along his neck, teeth soon joining.
...sharp canines...
Once he realized this azure spheres widened ever more and stiffened from fear.
Anti-Sora chuckled at this, voice echoing. Biting down harshly he lapped at the blood, tightening his grasp ever more just to torture the boy. Twisting his body about and whimpering from fear. He didn't want to die...he wasn't ready to see the light.
Pulling his blood-covered mouth away Anti-Sora let go of the brunette to watch him shake and clap a hand over the wound. Whipping around to glare at whoever did that but blinked once he saw no one.
Though sitting up in the treetops was a rather satisfied Heartless. Completely and perfectly satisfied.
...for now.
And if anyone touched what he had just marked as his would have hell to pay.