Chapter two: Progress
The laboratory door shut quickly behind me, shielding me from the menace behind it. I whirled around and grabbed Zexion by the collar.
"Strange Habits?!" I yelled, violently shaking him.
"How can you simply call that STRANGE?! I thought I was going to die!!"
Zexion sighed and pushed my hand away.
"I warned you." He said coolly. " You were the one who asked to meet him."
"I bet you were laughing the entire time, you sick bastard!" I growled.
He paused, pondering for a moment. "Did you find out his name?"
That took me by surprise. Zexion, Mr. Know-it-all, didn't even know the kid's name.
"Roxas." I said
Zexion smirked.
"Congratulations" He said
"You're the first one who's gotten him to speak.
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I was the laughingstock of the castle for a while, until Marluxia left the lab with a broken nose. After that, I couldn't get Roxas out of my head. Though I did have to sleep with the lights on for a few nights after, his image was burned into my brain. Demyx was right about those eyes. When he looked at me with those blue eyes, I could literally see blood lust manifesting. But I couldn't help to think that there was loneliness as well. I naturally gravitated to the kid.
I made it a habit to pass by the lab every day. He would always be in the same place, day in, day out, hugging his knees, the multitude of sharp objects surrounding him. After about a week of sleepless nights with the god-awful nightlight, I mustered up enough courage to go and talk to him again.
Stepping into the chamber, I avoided the thumbtacks spread on the floor (even though I was wearing boots) and walked quietly into Roxas' field of view. I shifted nervously and spoke
"Hey, Roxas, Remember me?"
He looked up blankly, nodding slowly.
"Do you… remember my name?"
He continued to stare me down. I was starting to get uncomfortable being in his gaze. I had the urge to look away, but he would probably lop off my head while I was doing it. Suddenly, he glanced to the side nervously. His lips began to move and my heart started to race.
"Ax…el?" he whispered in a barely audible voice.
I smiled.
We were making progress.
After our second meeting, I didn't have to run like a chicken out the door (though I did speed up considerably). When I got out of the chamber, Vexen was waiting for me.
"You did well, number eight." He said.
"What do you want?" I said harshly. Just the way he talks pisses me off.
He frowned at my lack of respect (I treat everyone practically the same).
"I'm here to inform you on your new duty imposed by the superior."
I smirked "what now?" I said.
Vexen glared at me and continued
"You, number 8, are to be the caretaker and a senior to number 13."
Had he finally lost his mind? "We don't have a 13." I said.
Vexen chuckled lightly and pointed to Roxas.
"Then allow me to introduce you."
My jaw dropped
He really did loose his mind. They all had.
Sorry for the short chapters! I like to write stories in small pieces. Forgive me!