So, I decided to redo chapter six. Hopefully, it's better this time, Vaude. I decided to split up Axel's fight with Saix and his encounter with Ludwig von Drake into two chapters. I hope that works better this time. I am still having a difficult time combining dialogue with fight scenes.
Chapter 6
Axel couldn't tell what was up with Saix. The scarred nobody was really plagued with making it in second in command. Number VIII didn't really give a damn. He just wanted to keep to the mission that he and the azure-blue haired man agreed to oh so long ago. Roxas seemed to be entangled in their plan.
Ever since the sandy-blonde haired rookie arrived, he had been nothing but a thorn in Axel's side. He was always playing babysitter to the emotionally stunted fifteen year old boy. The Flurry of Dancing Flames had practically only witnessed Roxas pull off that keyblade stunt of his whenever he was on a mission with him. The other times Axel wasn't there but other members were was another story. Larxene in typical bitch fashion griped about how she couldn't get the brat to swing around that gigantic key of his to smash up the Heartless. Larxene just had to repeatedly stab and shock the creatures too bits.
Axel even recalled some members ranting about Roxas the other day in one of the numerous lengthy hallways. He had pretty much been on his way to fetch a snack from the cafeteria when he spotted the two and Axel noted that Vexen was pretty much dominating the conversation. Zexion the other member in attendance just nodded at every blustering point that the light-blonde haired man made. The redhead usually joked about how the bookworm desperately needed a haircut but that day Axel just acknowledged how fortunate the Cloaked Schemer was in that instance.
Rumors began circulating about a possible replacement for Roxas. Axel couldn't help but to be concerned and a little curious. How could they get another keyblade wielder? Wasn't Roxas and the Keyblade Hero the only known ones? Axel pretty much put the thought on the back burner of his mind. He would have to find an alternative to make sure Roxas made the grade.
He had done just that. Whenever the other members had left, Roxas would stay behind. Most of them would just abandon the nobody to turn in their half of the report. Axel would swoop in and entice the newbie into knocking out some Heartless. He also did that when Roxas began working solo missions. It worked out great even though Number VIII came back more exhausted than before Roxas joined up.
Axel reflected upon the past days in his boxers and in his room. He laid in his bed, back aching and eyes fixated upon a certain speck on the slate-gray marble ceiling above. The speck transformed for a brief moment of time into a simple word, Winner. Axel blinked it away and sat up in bed. His back obviously snapping back in place as he started doing some stretching exercises.
"Why do I keep putting myself out for that-" Axel groaned before being interrupted.
The sounds of chains rattling and heavy footsteps against metal caught Axel's attention. He just turned his head, not bothering to get up or address his special guest. Saix just glared disapproving at the half naked redheaded man. An object was thrown, hitting Axel in the chest. He picked up the decrepit black journal. The Flurry of Dancing Flames gave Saix a quizzical look that was met with nothing but a glare.
Axel saw something sticking out of the book. It was a popsicle stick. The Flurry of Dancing Flames opened the book to where the popsicle was. A sentence was on the already blank and crinkled white page. The sentence read simply, "I know what you are up to."
Axel threw the book at Saix and stood up. He had gone from bewildered to downright insulted. Axel could have sworn that Saix had smirked for just that one second. Whatever the expression, a spiked blade was pressed up against his chest. Axel summoned his chakrams and knocked one of them away from his chest.
"I am only following orders, Saix. Or did you just forget that I am helping you to the top?" Axel sneered at the grumpy nobody.
"Those weren't orders that I specified," Saix reprimanded the nobody while knocking one of Axel's chakrams out of his hand.
Axel leaped over the oncoming claymore. Saix cast a Blizzard, ice shards gathered and circulated towards the obnoxious assassin. Axel chuckled a bit and sent out a Fira. Medium sized fireballs collided with the ice shards, leaving behind small puddles of water on the marble floor. The two stared at each other.
"Is that anyway to treat an old amigo?" Axel mocked.
The amber yellow orbs of Saix's eyes began to consume Saix's eyes. Axel wondered if he went too far this time. He glanced over at his chakram and thought about just walking over to it. It was his bedroom after all and Saix wouldn't attack a comrade in his own bedroom, right? Bedrooms weren't meant for physical altercations especially between a lunatic and a pyromaniac.
Axel's mockery of the lunatic cost him another chakram and a crash into one of the walls. Orange and red flames surrounded the pyromaniac's fingers and both chakrams were back. Saix charged at him, blue shock waves flooding the entire room. Axel managed to dodge the madman but the shock waves sent him flying for a bit. He recovered in the air but because of the size of the room. All he could do was take the punches and keep on the offensive.
Much of the bedroom began to take on the effects of their battle. Clothes were torn and scattered over the place. Furniture was knocked over and damaged. Dents in the walls that gradually formed into craters. Axel tackled Saix to the floor.
Pinning him down, green orbs meeting with yellow. Saix swung his claymore and whacked the pyromaniac off of him. The lunatic stood up. Axel rolled out of the way and got himself back up to his feet. "What's your problem?" Axel demanded.
Saix didn't respond. The battle continued and with it the destruction became worse. Clothes were reduced to tattered rags. Craters became enormous holes with chunks of marble laying about. Saix leaped up into the air and threw his claymore down. Blue shock waves went sent everywhere. Axel jumped up to avoid the attack. The usually reserved would be second in command grabbed the pyromanic.
Saix called in one of his lackeys, a large bulky blob known as a Berserker. The Luna Diviner and the Berserker both charged at Axel. Both men glared at each other, weapons colliding with each other. Axel was outnumbered, the two nobodies combined their efforts and sent the pyromaniac soaring out of what used to be the room's window. Axel fell out of the window and into the abandoned and dimly lit city below.
Two figures watched as the pyromaniac hit the pavement with a thud. His vision of them started becoming blurry. He closed his eyes and thought of Saix and Roxas. What did Saix mean by telling him to stay out and was it related to Roxas's rumored replacement? Axel eventually fainted because the pain was too much.