Disclaimer: Dp © BH, Kh © SE
Mendirax belongs to me, though he was modeled after Darkside. So to do the keyblades; Destinys Balance and Shadows Corruption. Daxot is the Nobody of Toad, and Toad belongs to marvel, but Nexidal, Erradexn and Naxan where made by me and my sister, so, do belong to me. Axel belongs to SE.
Authors notes:
Chapter Three of Crossing from the Light, written for your reading pleasure!
And don't worry! You'll get Sora soon enough. Just gotta get Dannys stuff outta the way first! And the words Nexidal says are all capitalized for easier reading.
Older sister's secret note: Don't worry! I'll keep her on this until it's finished! Promise you, fellow readers!
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I quickly realized that fights and betrayal broke out often in the organization. Axel had told me that, in the first organization, there were some traitors, and it was difficult to get along. In the end, he said, the entire organization was destroyed.
I was sitting in the main room, where I had first met Axel and Nexidal. I'd explore later, when I was more familiar with the organization.
"Then how do you know all this?" I asked him. Honestly, if they were all destroyed, how could he have known about it? Axel smiled.
"Tale for another time. Say whats your name?" I sighed, putting my head in my hands. Axel laughed, clapping a hand on my shoulder.
"Come on. Naxan said you were a good fighter. Said you took down fifteen heartless in one shot." I turned to look at Axel. He knew about that? I turned away from him when I felt my cheeks burn a little. Obviously, nothing stayed secret for long in this place.
Through a window in a door, I could see Nexidal talking with Naxan.
Someone with long blue hair that reached midway down his back walked into view, and started speaking to Nexidal while pointing a finger at him. I got up, curious at who this new man was. I could feel Axel staring at me, and I heard him get up, following me to the door.
"Thats Erradexn. E-R-R-A, D-E-X-N. He'd be pretty powerful if he didn't have that temper of his." I half ignored Axel, and moved away from the door, watching as the three walked into the room.
"You know what she's gonna do, Nexidal. She's not gonna stand for this. And neither will I." The blue-haired man, Erradexn, grabbed Nexidals shoulder, turning him around to face him. Nexidal pushed the older man away, looking angry.
"YouTouchMeAgainAndYou'llRegretIt!" Erradexn grinned, moving into a fighting stance.
"You want to fight, little man? Bring it on!" I turned from the arguing men to look up into the rafters. My ears, trained almost expertly from the many fights with ghosts and Valerie, had detected something up there. Moving slowly and silently. I knew from how I heard them that it had been what they sat on that gave him or her away. Otherwise, I wouldn't have known they where there.
A cloaked figure was visible moving on the silver slabs of beam toward the arguing pair. I watched as he jumped down, landing expertly between the men. I was surprised to hear what sounded like a british accent in his voice.
"Oi! Quit i' you two! we go' more impor'ant things t'do than argue!" I could hear Nexidal and Erradexn mumble apologys to the man. He turned toward me and I could see that, underneath his hood, he had green hair and yellowish-green tinted skin.
"Like this... Who's this young gent? This the keyblade character you were talkin' 'bout earlier?" I flinched slightly as Axel clapped a hand on my shoulder.
"Yep. Kids powerful, too. Took down fifteen heartless in one attack! I don't think Sora even managed that." Naxan said. I grimaced slightly at the mention of Sora. I had managed to get Sora out of my mind. Now I would be dwelling on my actions until I managed it again. I shook Axels hand off my shoulder and walked out the door that Nexidal, Erradexn, and Naxan had entered through. I could hear someone, the british man, I guessed, speak.
"Wot's 'is problem?"
I continued walking until I found myself outside once more. I was on a sort of balcony, except it was angled downward slightly in a rounded fasion. I walked toward the edge and looked down at the city below, now almost desperate to see Sora. I narrowed my eyes and straightned myself, almost crying out in delight as a silvery-blue ring appeared around my waist, splitting into two and moving the length of my body. When it dissappeared my hair was no longer black but a vivid white, my eyes a neon lime-green. My pants and red-and-white shirt were now a black and white Hazmat suit adorned with the 'DP' symbol that Sam had made for me long ago.
I jumped into the air, my destination already in mind. I was about to leave when a familiar voice echoed behind me.
"Balance? Where do you think you are going, hmm?" It was Mendirax. I flinched, not wanting to turn around.
"I'm going to see Sora. I want to know how he's doing."
"He is fine, I promise." I turned, and stared at the dark teal creature.
"How do you know?" I stared at Mendirax, my eyes widening as the corners of his mouth twitched. "What did you do to Sora?!" I yelled, charging up my hands with ectobeams. If he had hurt Sora, I'd probably never forgive him. I leaned into a fighting stance as a shadowy aura began misting around Mendirax.
"You are not to leave." He said quietly. I growled slightly, and I could feel the ectobeams gathered in my hands turning whiter with every passing second. I started breathing deeply, but quietly at the same time. I couldn't lose my temper.
"Maybe it would be best if I.. 'Got rid' of Sora for you... Would you like that Balance?" It was then that I lost it. It was a bad reason to attack him, I knew, but Mendirax was about to kill one of the few friends I had in this place.
I whipped my arms up, aiming my hands at the thing in front of me, and watched with pleasure as my semi-white ecto-beams shot towards him, hitting him square in the chest. Mendirax doubled over, holding the burning wound, and growling lightly. I was about to turn and fly away, when almost two and half dozen heartless phazed up through the ground and jumped toward me. I rapidly shot each of them with concentrated ectobeams, smiling as I did so. All those weeks of training with my friends, both ghost and human alike, where paying off, namely in my reflexes. I watched as Mendirax stood up, still clutching at his wound.
"You will pay for that, traitor. I was hoping that with your memory gone, I could talk you into rejoining us... It almost worked... If you had not met Sora..." He trailed off, then looked up at me and roared. I flinched, closing my eyes and coving my ears, not expecting its volume. When I opened my eyes again, I saw Mendirax charging up a large ball of what seemed to be shadows. Out of reflex, I raised an ecto-sheild, laced with ice, blocking the attack and rebounding it back to its sender. Mendirax gasped, and smashed against the silvery-grey wall, just as many black-cloaked adults rushed outside, obviously drawn to us by the noise. The currently nameless british man spoke first.
"Wot's goin' on 'ere?!" he yelled. I looked from Mendirax to the group. I couldn't think of anything that would get me out of this one. But even if I wanted to speak, Mendirax would've cut me off.
"Daxot, Balance is trying to escape and get to Sora." I grimaced, noticing that Erradexn and Nexidal weren't there.
I charged up my hands with ectobeams, And shot them towards British man, Daxot , who much to my surprise, jumped upwards and spat an odd green goo at me. It hit my right hand, and I quickly found that it seemed to be both unbrakeable and surpressing my ghost powers from that arm. I was about to shoot at him with another beam, from my working arm when he covered that hand too, with the strange substance. I gulped. Without my powers, I was pretty much helpless, especially against people like this Daxot man.
"Hey!" yelled a voice from the doorway. Everyone turned to see who it was, myself included.
"Nexidal?" I heard Naxan say.
"HoldOnASec. ThisFightIsTotallyUnfair. AsLoyalAsIAmToTheOrganization, IHaveToSay, ICantLetYouDoThisToDanny." I raised an eyebrow, as I had barely understood the man. But when he stood in front of me, and summoned fireballs into his hands, I decided that I wouldn't argue with him. However, when Erradexn raised a hand and Nexidal was moved out from in front of me, probably telekineticly, I figured I was done for.
Suddenly, pain shot though the back of my head, and the last thing I heard before blacking out was a young male voice speaking.
'Save your energy, Kid.'
