Cerulean eyes watched a clock on the gray wall. Each second that passed signifying that he had been in this gray cell a second longer, another moment of his life come and gone. How much time has this place stolen from him? How much of his life have they wasted?

Too much.

The hands of the clock stopped, and for all but him and his companion, as had time. They would not have long, so they would act fast.

He looked to his shadow, their matching eyes locking. Perfect mirror images of each other, if one excluded the fact that the shadow's hair was platinum blond and his chestnut brown. They both wore their hair in the same military short style, and kept their facial hair short and neat. Just because they were caged like animals didn't mean that had to act like savages.

With synchronized steps, they began to circle around the small gray cell. Sweat had already begun to bead on the shadow's skin, a sign of the strain he was currently under.

"We failed."

"We will try again," countered the shadow in a dismissive manner.

"We will need help to conquer this game."

Silence greeted the man's words, the shadow not knowing how to respond. In the beginning of this whole fiasco, they had agreed that it would be safest if it were just them. To inform others of their discovery, of what the shadows were capable of, opened the doors to chaos. Chaos would put the guards on high alert, and make escape even more difficult.

Taking advantage of the shadow's silence, the man pressed on, "While I'm here, you can observe the others. Find some reliable players from this over stacked deck who we can pull to our side."

"Each new player added will raise the stakes," murmured the shadow, his steps faltering. Soon, he would no longer be able to hold back the waves of time.

"I know," replied the man as he reclaimed his position before they started their little meeting, "it just makes the game all the more interesting."

The steady tick of the clock once again filled the gray cell, echoing off the gray walls as man and shadow stared at each other. Moments later, the squeaking of rusted hinges interrupted the ticking of the clock.

Rough hands grasped the man to drag him off. Giving him no leeway to try and keep up with their quickly paced steps. All the shadow could do, was stare after his human. It defied every instinct he had to not follow in the man's steps.

But he had been given a task, and if he were to follow, then he might not get the chance to escape at a later time. Before the old gray door could be slammed shut, he hurried out, brushing against a guard. The guard's startled words followed him down the halls as he sought a place to wait out the side effects that would be hitting him during his human's experimentation. After which, he would go hunting.


I took a bit of a break, but I have returned xD;

Sorry this chapter is so short, but I thought it more dramatic to not have Demyx or any of the others in it. It adds to the mystery of the man's identity, though I'm pretty sure most know who he is.

Howlingwolf201:

1) It's out now of course 8D

2) Yes, but the effect is not as severe. Instinct drives a shadow to protect their shadow from any form of harm as their human is their lifeline. (A shadow can die though) So if a shadow is say, stabbed, they unconsciously try to keep most of the pain to themselves. A human would feel a dull ache where the shadow had been stabbed.

3) Yes

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