I'M SO SORRY.
I just lost my desire to write for like.. what, 2, 3 years? Well.. I'm going to try and go for this again. -shot-
It's okay if you hate me. I would too.
Roxas jumped at the voice. His body tense, his head swung side to side to try and locate who had called to him. "Who are you? Where are you?"
"I am Vexen. I'm right here." The tall, lanky man suddenly appeared at the top of the second level, looking down at Roxas from over the edge. His pale blond hair swung almost evilly. "Can you tell me why you're here?"
"Isn't this mansion abandoned? Why are you here?" Roxas countered. His hand clenched and he took a step back.
"Abandoned? Of course it isn't abandoned... this mansion is my home." The man, Vexen, began towards the stairs on Roxas' right, making a slow, creepy descent. "And you've just intruded in on my property.. what shall I do?" His labcoat swished like his hair.
What the heck was this guy, and why was he being so... weird? He was acting like a weird, demented mad scientist. Kind of looked like one too, Roxas noticed.
"Shall I.. lock you up? Turn you in? Torture you? Use you as a ... lab rat?" His voice was slow and calculative, as if he was truly considering what he said.
"Listen, Vexen, you don't have to do anything. I was just leaving." Roxas began to turn, but just as he was facing away, cold, skinny fingers gripped his arm in a surprisingly strong grip.
"Oh no, Roxas. You were just joining me." He smiled. His perfect white teeth gave Roxas the creeps, his wide smile actually sent shivers of warning down his spine. "Please, come in, I'll show you to the dining area."
"No. I want to leave!" Roxas pulled at the mans grip, which tightened significantly.
"Sorry." The deep voice chuckled before something hard hit Roxas' neck, and darkness slowly filled his vision. "Just go to sleep. You'll awake shortly.."
Roxas awoke in a silver and white room, the smell of metal and disinfectant filling his nostrils. The only other thing he noticed was the pair of cat-like green eyes staring gently at him with worry, and the red hair that belonged to those eyes.
Where the hell was he now?
Ya'll... I can not figure out how to indent using this stupid Document Manager whatever. It was indented when I wrote it on word, I swear it was. PM me or something if you can tell me how.
-shot-