DISCLAIMER: I don't own...Marluxia...or Axel...or Kingdom Hearts 2...or the Organization. Sorry.
NOTES: well, I play Marluxia (and a few made-up characters) on a Kingdom Hearts forum...and I've been feeling like I've done a horrible job keeping with his actual personality, making him seem much wussier than he actually is. So...I've decided to make a series here...and on DeviantArt (fstlthawkeye) of little stories working on different moods of Marluxia. If you have any requests, add them in comments...and Review, please!
A cruel smirk curled his lips, adding a harsh blemish on the perfect features of the pink-haired flower-shaper. He held his scythe close, watching the cowering figure in front of him. It was pathetic...he despised the red-haired man in front of him. His head was tilted up, cocky as always, as he smirked more.
"Oh..little Axel...you couldn't just..walk away while I gave you the chance?" he asked, sneering. He slashed down with his scythe, the air wooshing past it. He reached out his other hand, vines drawing up from the ground, curing around the other's arms and legs. Sharp thorns poked into the flesh, through the coat all members wore. The sounds of Axel's crys was pure music to his ears.
He walked forward, kicking Axel in the side. The flinch and empassioned cry that followed fueled this rage even more. He held the scythe up, thrusting it down into the point right between the shoulders, then a little lower..down to the small of the back. Well-placed attacks on the spine. Axel tried to curl up again, but the thorns cut deeper, drops of the ruby-red blood falling to the ground.
Marluxia smirked and pulled back the hand controlling the vines, the thorns fading away. He let the other male sit up, gasping for breath. Axel sat up, forcing a hand down in front of him before he fell over.
"You sick bastard!" The red-haired flame growled deeply. Marluxia scoffed, amazed that he still had this much strength.
"Oh..I do try so hard, Axel...It's not easy being this..vicious!" he snarled, lunging forward, stopping a few feet from him again. "You..deserve every moment of this pain. You know it too! Got THAT memorized?!" Marluxia spat at his feet.
The other cringed again, flinching at the re-use of his line. A soft whimper escaped his lips as he tried to push up off the ground. Marluxia ran forward again, jamming the end of the scythe into his stomach. Axel cried out in pain...falling forward again. He was unconcious, having endured too much of this pain.
Marluxia stepped back, smirking. "Oh...I do hope you have..."