XIII Things That Never Happened To Sora
By tsukinofaerii
Beta: lyakahime
Rating: SNAP
Genre: Generic/Generic
Warnings: No Pairing, Violent, Disturbing
Spoilers: KHI & CoM
Series: Kingdom Hearts
Pairings: None
Summary: Thirteen drabbles following Roxas through the Organization. Complete series.
This story is a work of transformative fiction, such being defined as a work which incorporates characters and situations which have been created by other authors/artists. No infringement of copyright is intended and no profit is being made from the creation or dissemination of this work. Kingdom Hearts was created and is owned by Tetsuya Nomura and Disney. It is used with respect and admiration for the work.
The first time he cracks gravity, like most first times for Roxas, is an accident. Larxene had taken a human as a toy earlier that week. It finally breaks, so loudly that no one misses the death cry, and that's when she starts looking for a new one. When she's like this, even the Superior isn't safe, and so they've all left. Even Axel had gone on a mission, leaving Roxas alone with no real escape.
He takes refuge in what he'll always think of as the throne room, knowing it will at least give him a clear view as she comes at him. "Come out, come out, little Roxas, our sweet little Keybearer," he can hear her purring down the hall. "I know you're here." Larxene appears at the door, whipcord soft and still smeared with the blood of her toy. "There you are," she exclaims, voice rising in delight. "Were you waiting for me, Little Thirteen?"
From his own seat, he stares down at her. Even her footprints are bloody, leaving streaks on the marble. "Go away, Larxene." All the apathy he can muster flattens his voice, makes it echo with an adulthood he can't feel. "I don't want to play with you."
"But I have so many fun toys." Knives glint between her fingers, warning him just in time to dodge. But from a seat twenty feet in the air the only places to go are up and down, and one necessitates eventual return to the other. Roxas leaps from his seat onto a wall as the knives bounce off it. Only some vague belief that maybe he can control his fall enough to escape keeps him going, stretching for just one more step.
Ten— twenty— it's thirty feet before a wall brings him crashing to the ground as he's nicked by another thrown blade. Pale light escapes the wound in wisps as he rolls to his feet and pelts down the hall.
He loses her in the maze of the castle, but later will tell the Superior that if he's left to deal with her alone again, she won't survive the experience.
The next time Larxene breaks a toy, Xemnas himself sees to Roxas' travel needs.