A/N: Okay, so I haven't done any kind of fight writing prior to now, so this will be new and interesting! Hope you enjoy!
Warning/s: Mild physical violence, Vexen being a dick, etcetera.
Arriving in the Dark City, we were greeted by large skyscrapers, blue lights flickering constantly, as if indecisive as to whether or not they should be on. Luxord squeezed my shoulder softly, and I smiled. As we walked through the narrow passageways and alleys that led to the Castle That Never Was, I felt a presence watching, stalking us. I dismissed it as mere fantasy, but was still cautious as to the threat of someone finding out about our plan. Of course, no-one would target us anyway, as we were strong members of the Organization, but one could never be too careful. When we were ascending the steps of the Castle, we heard a cackling laugh from behind us, one all too familiar. As we turned around, faces steeled, we saw Vexen standing in the courtyard, gloating his triumph.
"So, it's true. Zexion has the ability to display emotions, as do you, Luxord. And not emulated ones either. True emotions." Vexen stated, looking pleased with himself. I merely narrowed my eyes and glared at him.
"Interesting... Is that hatred I detect there? What are you two planning..." Vexen wondered aloud as we slowly walked down to face him on the courtyard.
"Vexen... I thought you might cotton on eventually. But I didn't think it would take quite this long." I stated scathingly and scornfully.
"Nay, I believe he had figured it out prior, but didn't want to reveal it until an opportune moment presented itself." Luxord stated, holding his prized deck of cards in his hand, the ones he uses to take down enemy Heartless.
"Ah, Luxord, you've exercised your rather less-than-considerable brain power to deduce my strategy. Bravo. But now, you two won't get away from me, I'm afraid. The Superior will hear of this and reward me!" Vexen gloated triumphantly, summoning his shield to him, and assuming a battle stance. Luxord & I merely dignified him with a death stare.
"A true tactician does not gloat about victory, not until the sky is dark, the day done, and the enemy defeated." I stated, summoning my Lexicon and preparing some illusionary warfare.
"Aye, and when the dawn breaks, it shall be us standing victorious upon the hill, and you downtrodden in the mud." Luxord stated, snapping his fingers, several Gamblers to his aid.
"Ahahahaha, I wouldn't be so sure, my friends, I have created some new toys to play with!" Vexen gloated, summoning misshapen monsters made of pure ice across the courtyard, and sending them shambling toward us.
I immediately began to think of a strong flaming sword, and saw a ghostly illusion of one appear before me, before I grasped it and rushed into the fray, Luxord not far behind.
I immediately targeted the nearest icy behemoth and began to hack away at it's limbs. I saw Luxord slicing one of the ice monster's limbs off, his cards cutting somewhat quickly through it's innards. The behemoth continued to advance though, and I turned back to the one I was facing, before narrowly dodging an arm crashing down upon me. While it was trying to wrench it's arm out from the ground, I summoned my mental fortitude and summoned a giant flaming ball which then proceeded to engulf the behemoth. Weakened by my unskilled, yet effective swordplay, it crumbled into icy shards, which soon disappeared. As I turned around to check on Luxord, I saw that he had also finished one off too, and that there were only six left. Using my newfound strengths in defeating these monsters, I summoned multiple fireballs and sent them hurtling toward the behemoths, causing them to break into shards of dissolving ice. We then rounded on Vexen, only to find him not there. I heard a distant cackling, and saw that Vexen was now long gone, which caused me to slump down in despair, casting my book away for when I would need it next.
"Zexy, are you injured?" Luxord asked, rushing in front of me, staring into my eyes, I couldn't help but smile at the sight.
"N-no, just worried about what will happen now. You know what he'll do. The Superior will find us, and it'll all be over." I stated sadly, getting up and looking down, defeated in despair.
"No, Zexion. We can still do this, we can still be free. Don't ever give up hope on that. We will be free." Luxord stated, placing a hand on my shoulder and kissing me softly. As he held me close, I melted into his arms and realized that he was right, we stand a chance as long as we do not give up.
"Thanks, Luxord. We best get on, before our window of opportunity runs out, right?" I ask, smiling at him, whilst he smiles at me and I kiss him back.
"Yes, we mustn't let it close on us." Luxord states, smiling, as we walk briskly into the Castle, opening the white marble doors and slipping inside.
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"I take it you managed to gather the materials, then?" a shadowy voice asked, near the top of the Castle.
"Y-yes, sir, I did. T-they fought well, and I believe I c-can develop our weapons." Vexen stammered, fearful of the voice and it's owner.
"Excellent. All our plans are coming to fruition. Soon, we will cut their strings and grant them naught but death." the voice stated.
"The second phase has begun."
A/N: Oooh, things look like they're getting juicy here! But, who is the mystery voice? And what is their ultimate plan? And what of Axel & Roxas, are they still safe in the Castle, or have they been captured?
Reviews are welcome, and Chapter Three should be up soon!
~CloudOfDarkness'sProtege
