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Demyx Report. Number... whatever it is I'm up to now.
Been given a new asignment, apparently I have to look after the Organization's latest newbie, what's that fifteen now? Not the greatest job in the World that never was but it beats going on missions and being chased around by heartless on a daily basis. Suppose I could call it a break, seeing as until the kid is ready to go on missions I don't have to go anywhere, although until he is ready I'm not gonna be ALLOWED to go anywhere, so it's not so much a break as it is house arrest.
Still not sure why I have to help train the guy, my track record on missions isn't the best in the group, in fact apart from Vexen I think it's the worst and that's because he's too lazy to get his hands dirty and do some work around here! Apparently this kid is a miserable little nobody so maybe they've chosen me because my natural cheerfullness can lighten the mood, or this kid'll snap somewhere along the line and Saix and Xemnas see me as the most expendable. Still, it's probably better for the guy that I look after him than someone like Saix, I mean, would anyone want that maniac training them? They'd be wiped from existance within a day!
Anyway, better get started, sooner I get this done the sooner I can get back to missions... on second thought...
Demyx smirked to himself as he folded the paper up and slipped it into his pocket out of sight. He wasn't sure exactly why he'd started writing his thoughts down, let alone putting his more humourous one's in, he remembered Vexen constantly wrote reports on whatever experiment he was conducting as a way of keeping track. Crazy as it seemed, he guessed it was just another way of his standing out from the others. Though he'd never say it out loud he hated the way some of the others had accepted this 'no hearts equals no feelings' routine, he could feel right? He wouldn't spend several hours of the day playing the sitar if he didn't enjoy it would he? And he certainly wouldn't run for his existance whenever a particularly dangerous heartless turned up if he couldn't feel fear right? Maybe his writing down was his way of reassuring himself that despite not having a heart nobodies could in fact feel emotions.
"Oh, we do too have hearts" he muttered with a smile. Anyway, time to deal with this new kid, as he went to leave his room he glanced as his sitar, Saix did say this kid was pretty hostile, would he need it?
"Nah" Hostile or not this guy was new to the whole power of darkness thing, and besides, if he did turn out to be a maniac he could always summon the sitar or run like hell.
Now, if I was a emotionless shell trying to come to terms with what happened to me where would I be? Sulking in my room of course.
A quick portal through darkness later and sure enough there was the new guy sitting on his bed staring out the window at Kingdom Hearts, how long had he been doing that for? Demyx shrugged to himself, time to find out just how hostile this kid was.
"Uhhhh... hey there!"
He didn't know what reaction he was expecting but the guy's slight jump, turn and turn away again certainly wasn't it. Well, that was anticlimatic.
"So, you're the newbie huh? What do you think of the place? Dark and gloomy enough for ya?" The kid just shrugged and continued to stare out the window. Wow, we got a real live one here.
"Not a talker huh?"
"What's to say? In the past day or so I've found out that I don't have a heart, I can't feel anything and that no matter how hard I try I can't remember anything about who I was before this weird stuff happened, so tell me, what exactly is there to say?"
"Well when ya put it like that..." Demyx mumbled.
"That's what I thought, if you don't mind buddy, I don't feel like talking."
"In that case would it be a bad time to tell you that our superior has put me in charge of looking after you?"
"Looking after... I don't need 'looking after' pal!"
Wow, they weren't kidding when they said this kid was hostile. Still, nothing a little Demyx cheer can't work around.
"OK, maybe we're getting off on the wrong foot here... my name's Demyx and..."
"Demyx? What is it with you guys and weird names?"
"Now that's just plain rude!" Demyx snapped. Hostile or not, the least this guy could do was appreciate his attempt to reach out to him.
"Really? Well I'm sorry if my not wanting to talk to a complete stranger is rude!" The kid snapped right back. "Now 'Demyx' I have to get my head around the fact that I'm technically not alive and I can't remember anything that was ever important to me... if there actually was anything" he added more to himself.
Demyx sighed, it was becoming clear to him that he was getting nothing out of this guy for the moment. "Well don't say I didn't try" he shrugged as he left the kid still staring out the window at the glowing moon above.
"It's like talking to a brick wall!" Demyx moaned a couple of days later. "Everytime you send me back in there all the kid does is moan a few times and then ignore me until I leave."
"You are simply not trying hard enough Demyx" Xemnas replied without breaking his stride. "Axel managed to resolve any problems with his charge within hours of meeting him."
"But superior, Roxas is like a puppy compared with this guy. I think his other may have been a prisoner on solitary confinement or something."
"Demyx, you have been given this assignment, you will remain on this assignment until it is complete, if the new recruit won't talk then just try harder! Now I have more pressing issues to attend to than your inability to deal with a sulking teenager. Unless of course you'd rather accompany Xaldin on his next mission to the Beast's castle?"
When there was no reply Xemnas turned in time to catch Demyx's cloak disapearing into a portal. "I thought not..."
Demyx report number whatever
This has got to be the worst assignment in the history of the Organization! Three days now I've been trying to get this guy to open up and to be honest I'd almost rather be out on a mission somewhere crawling with heartless. I still don't even know the guy's name. To be honest if I don't get anything out of him today I might just ask Xemnas to put me back on missions and no I can't believe I actually wrote that either!
Why couldn't he be more like Roxas? Roxas is fun, well, when he's not confused by everything going on around him, even Xion's fitting in better than this guy and I've only seen her once! One thing I will give him is he's seemed to catch on to the fact that nobodies don't need to eat, I mean we can and it gives us an energy boost... or a sugar rush in my case, but we don't actually HAVE to, it's more a case of us doing it because it reminds us of when we were whole.
Anyway, time for another session with Mr. Sunshine...
"Heya kiddo!"
"You again?"
"You sound like you're not happy to see me?"
"Tell me, you've been popping in here every couple of hours for the past three days now. Am I ever happy to see you?"
"Touche'" Demyx conceded. "Now you tell me, you've been sitting in that same position for like forever now, are you starting to turn into a satue yet?"
"Whatever pal. Let's just get the back and forth over with so you can get outta here and I can get a few hours peace."
OK, screw this.
"Tell me, do you even want your heart back?"
"What?"
"Three days now I've been assigned to looking out for you, that covers making sure you're OK and training you so you can be of use to the Organization so we can get our hearts back. But if you're just gonna sit here and sulk, I'm just not even going to bother anymore" Demyx actually seemed surprised at his own outburst but quicky followed it up, the guy actually seemed to be listening. "Anyway, when you're ready to be helpfull and learn how you can help us out come find me, I'm done trying."
Without even bothering to open a portal Demyx turned and strode out of the room leaving the kid to his own thoughts, a few steps down the corridor he held out his hand and his sitar appeared in it.
"Wow, Demyx my friend that did not sound like you in there" he muttered walking out onto the balcony of the Hall of Empty Melodies, a quick check to make sure the large room was empty (some of the others didn't really appreciate his music) before he began slowly plucking the strings. After making sure the sitar was in tune he sighed and let his mind drift and began playing.
If there's a better way to unwind than this then I don't wanna know it.
After what seemed like forever he slowly played to a stop and rested the sitar against the balcony and gave a satisfied sigh before realising he wasn't alone on the balcony, he glanced over his shoulder and did a double-take as he saw the new guy leaning against the wall watching him, the kid walked forward and leant himself against the balcony alongside him, Demyx realised this was the first time he'd actually seen the kid properly, he was young, well, younger than he was anyway, he fit the usual Organization bill of being tall and slim (Zexion, Roxas and massive Lexaeus being the only exceptions he could think of) and having an outlandish hairtyle, the light-brown mess of spikes almost forming a mullet on the top of his head.
"That you new guy?" He smirked. "Didn't recognise ya without your back to me" the kid didn't reply but the corners of his mouth twitched into a slight smirk. "Kudos on the hairstyle though."
"Thanks" the kid muttered looking down at the vast hall beneath them. "So" he sighed. "No hearts huh?"
"'Fraid not" Demyx shrugged. "But ya get used to it. I haven't but I'm told you do eventually."
The kid gave a noncommital shrug. "This is just so freakin' weird."
"Tell me about it" Demyx smirked. "No really, tell me, I am supposed to be your lookout and all."
"Well... I dunno really, I know how I should be feeling, I know what that feeling is, but it just isn't there. Which actually is a good thing 'cos I've felt like crying my eyes out since I've got here."
"Wuss" the kid shot him a glare. "Oh c'mon that was a joke!"
"Ha ha" the kid muttered absent mindedly running his hand over the sitar. "How do you deal with knowing you can't actually feel anything?"
"Oh we do too feel things."
"But the creepy dude..."
"Listen up kiddo, guys like Xemnas and Saix, big, scarred dude you'll know him when you see him, may have given in to that whole 'no emotions' schtick. But tell me, if I can't feel anything would I enjoy playing this baby here as much as I do? You saw yourself didn't you?"
"Yeah but.. I dunno..."
Demyx slapped a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. "I know kid, it's tough to accept, but hey, now you're out of your room we can get down to business! We're three days late as it is."
"What? No introductions?"
"Well I tried that already, but if you wanna try again... hi! My name's Demyx and I'll be your teacher, backup and drinking buddy for the foreseeable future."
For the first time the kid actually smiled. "Well, my name's Jaxon apparently, it's a pleasure to meet you, I think."
Demyx laughed and shook the offered hand. "Now you're catching on, and by the way, Jaxon? That actually almost sounds normal."
"Really?"
"Better than some of the others, I mean come on, Xemnas? Saix?"
"Demyx?"
"Ye... heyyyyyyyy!"
"Sorry, too easy."
"Yeah, well c'mon kiddo. Time to start your training."
"OK, so what exactly am I gonna be learning?"
Follow me my young apprentice" smirked Demyx opening a portal. "And you will see."
Welp, another one done? Like it? Hate it? Review and tell me peeps.
