I OWN NOTHING
(But the idea for the story)
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"Uh, umm... Well you see, uh, it was after you joined photo. I have one of everyone in my closet... Uh... Just don't kill us..."
"Whatever." She shrugged and the lightning disappeared. "I wasn't going to kill you anyways, Just messing with you again." She turned to a tree behind her. "you get the pictures Naminé?"
Naminé appeared from around the tree trunk and held up a photo. "Got them." She smiled.
Larxene took one and studied it for a moment before laughing. "You should have seen the fearful looks on your faces!"
Axel and Demyx looked at each other.
"She tricked us." Axel said.
"Again." Demyx said.
"I didn't think someone like you could do that." He said.
"Uh, well... The doll made me... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! Don't kill me."
"Don't worry about that. I don't plan on killing you."
"Phew..."
"The doll used you to kill him. Then, though you were injured, he let you live. I have a feeling he may come back to use you again."
"Hey, he isn't thinking about..."
"You would be the perfect..."
"If he says bait I'm going to scream..."
"...bait."
...POV switch...
"Where could he be...? If that cursed doll got to him..." Marluxia said quietly.
"You worry too much." Vexen said. "Knowing him, he would have run to one of the others if an evil doll tried to kill him."
Zexion tapped his arm.
"What?"
He handed him the notebook.
Marluxia froze when he read the three words on the page.
'I smell blood'
"From where? Is it Demyx?"
Zexion shrugged and wrote on the paper, 'Too much blood. Xemnas' office.'
"Let's hurry then! He could be dieing in there!"
"Where?"
"Superiors office!"
The three rushed into a portal to the staircase below his office. A magic barrier kept them from teleporting right into the office, after all. They rushed up the 1000 stairs as fast as they could. About a half of the way up, they heard a scream. A very recognizable scream.
They ran even faster, and were completely tired out when they reached the top, but pressed on down the long hallway, and then finally, stopped to push open the huge white doors.
What they saw was one of the most horrible things they had ever seen.
Blood all over the place, bones strewn across the floor, and when they took a step inside, Vexen stepped in what looked like someone's liver.
"This... This is just..."
Zexion tapped his arm again.
"Is... Is it De... Demyx?"
Zexion shook his head. He pointed to the wall.
"Silver hair?" Vexen said. It killed Superior! Not even he deserved to die this way. Wait, shouldn't he have faded?"
"Vexen, this is no time to wonder why he didn't fade! We have to find Demyx!"
Zexion tapped his arm and pointed to the huge desk.
"Tails doll 4ever?"
He shook his head and wrote on the notebook 'I think Demyx is up there.'
"You can smell him up there? Through all this blood?"
Zexion nodded.
They made a portal and teleported atop the large desk. No one was there. There was, however, for the oddest of reasons, a bloody Spork.
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POV switch
"So, anyways, where's Roxas?"
"Oh, him? He should be along soon."
As if on cue, Roxas came into view, pulling a huge bag from the 'Able Sisters' tailor shop.
"We thought we would get in a little shopping before we left, since you boys were taking so long."
Roxas finally reached the group and dropped the large bag of clothes. "Hey guys, I see you finally made it..." He glared at them as if it were their fault he had to go shopping with Larxene and Naminé.
POV switch
Naminé giggled. "Just a few more years Roxas."
"Huh?" Axel and Demyx said at the same time.
"Oh, that's right; I forgot to tell you guys. When I am 18, Larxene says I will have to find some other place to live. I was thinking maybe of asking Nook if he would build another house for me."
"Well why can't you stay here?"
"Because he's going to be an adult soon, and I won't tolerate living with an adult male in the house."
"But he's a guy now, and it doesn't bother you. It shouldn't really change anything."
"You would think." Roxas sighed.
"So, he'll be alright?" Saix asked.
"I think so. He just needed a Hi potion is all." Naminé said.
"So, Moon man, why did you come to us, and not the old man?" Larxene asked plainly while filing-yes, she is still doing that- her nails.
"I WOULD have, but he wasn't there."
"How the heck did you break your arm anyways Demyx?"
Demyx remained silent.
"I think he's in shock. I would not be surprised, after all, It is a very... Disturbing story."
"Disturbing, eh?" Larxene asked, slightly exited at 'disturbing'. "Do tell, Sailor Moon."
He glared at Larxene, and then glanced at Demyx. "He's very important right now. I don't think he would want to listen to the story."
"Like you care. Naminé, take him to Axel and Roxas or something."
"Of course." Naminé led Demyx to the door of her pure-white room, and closed the door behind them.
"Um, Demyx, would you please open the portal? I can't use them yet..."
He nodded slowly after a moment and opened a portal to the location she gave him. The way he moved made her think of a zombie. His eyes were so empty.
...POV switch...
'I smell Saix was here too...' He looked around a little while they read his notebook. Being mute for the next hour and a half would be torture. But then, if what Vexen said was true, the cure spell would wear off and the pain would return. He knew exactly how it would happen. The flesh around his wounds would slowly reopen… That alone would be enough to immobilize him… Not to mention the pain from… 'Wait, why am I even thinking of this?' He wondered.
"You think maybe he rescued Demyx?" Marluxia asked.
'He would need a good reason.' He wrote in response, moving on to think of other things.
Vexen was paying little attention to them now, as he was analyzing the Spork they found.
"Anyone have a plastic baggie?"
"Why?"
"Because I'm bagging the evidence! In addition, I will need a camera, too, so I can take pictures of the crime scene... Where is Naminé? I'll need a crime sketch."
"Vexen, you are not dragging Naminé into this, you hear me? She's just a kid."
"She's 13, she can handle it."
"Leave her out of this mess. She's too young to be seeing this kind of thing."
"Typical. They're fighting about Naminé again."
"The girl watches those horror movies with Larxene all the time. I think she can handle this."
"There's a difference between real death, and fake death, if you haven't noticed."
"What are you implying, XI?"
"I cannot stand it when they fight like this... I better break it up before something bad happens."
He was about to do that, when he caught another scent. It was the scent of a closed portal. The traces of darkness lingered for only about 30 minutes after the portal closed. With a little luck, he could reopen it.
Forgetting about the fight, he got to work on capturing the separate elements the portal left behind and began piecing them together. It was relatively easy, and he was able to put at least half of it together again before he ran out of pieces.
"Just who made the portal. But where did Saix take him?"
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POV switch
"So," Larxene looked behind a few trees. "Where are Zexion and Marluxia hiding?"
"Museum. I don't think they're comeing."
"Well that sucks, doesn't it? Oh well. Can't say I blame them."
"So let me get this straight," Larxene said. "A doll possesses Demyx, and forces him to disembowel Superior, and then you come tell him he's going to be the bait for it?"
"Do I have to say it again?"
"Well I guess I can't blame him for screaming and passing out."
"He didn't have to be so dramatic about it though."
"Right, well, you go do all he's had to do and be told you might have to do it again, then tell me it doesn't make you want to scream. Who knows, it could be Axel next time, or Roxas. Even Marluxia, or, if he survived, Zexion."
...POV switch...
"Hello? Axel, Roxas? Are you in there?" Naminé called. She and Demyx were standing outside the training room, after trying the kitchen, the game room, and Axels and Roxas' bedrooms.
Roxas appeared at the door. "Naminé? What are you doing here?" He looked at Demyx. "There you are Demyx, we were looking for you everywhere."
"Demyx?"
"Naminé, what's wrong with Demyx?"
"Something wrong with Demyx?" Axel said from inside. He came to the door.
"Hey, what's wrong buddy?" He asked.
"Um... Well he... Had a bad run-in with that doll thing..." Naminé said quietly.
"WHAT?!" They both yelled at the same time.
"If it hurt him..." Axel growled.
"What did it do to him?" Roxas demanded.
"Well... I don't know much... Saix didn't want to tell the story with him in there."
"It must have been really bad then..."
"It isn't as bad as you think. Just a broken arm. I fixed it though, with some Hi-potions."
"Then why is he so silent?! Huh?!" Axel pointed at Demyx, who had not moved an inch since he got there.
"He's in shock... Saix is telling Larxene everything right now."
...POV switch...
Zexion hurriedly scribbled down everything he had found, and tapped Marluxia and Vexen to get their attention.
They stopped mid-fight and looked at Zexion.
"Uhh… Right then, we should get back to work." Vexen said nodding. "What do we have so far?" He took Zexion's notebook before Marluxia could take a look and read his notes.
"Right then, confirmed suspect… Saix. Location unknown… Yes, very interesting. I say we start asking questions around here. WHO is closest to Saix in this Organization?"
"Vexen…" Marluxia sighed.
"What?"
"I think you're beginning to enjoy this… A bit to much."
"Whatever makes you say that?" Vexen asked, a curious look on his face.
