9. Losing it All
No… NO! This was not happening. There was no way Ventus had beat him; it was impossible! The ache of his pride was so overwhelming as he fell into Oblivion that all he could feel was denial. This wasn't how it was supposed to end, this wasn't what he had been promised!
Vanitas had been lied to.
Xehanort had told him that his powers over the Darkness were unstoppable, that no matter how strong the good in one's Heart became it could always be extinguished. And now where was he? His existence was floating away into Nothingness. He had played his part in this game of pawns, but now that he was on the losing side it was no longer fun. It was frustrating—no, infuriating! He was cheated! How could this be?!
The anger that washed over him as he disappeared from the mortal world could only be consoled by one thing: revenge. And if he could bide his time, well, he would definitely get what he wanted.
He was sure of it.
A/N: I just remembered I was writing this and that it was about time to finish such a simple, fun challenge that I started TWO YEARS AGO. HOW HAVE I NOT FINISHED IT YET. UGH.
But anyway I finished the last chapter so I'll be putting that up tomorrow. Yay!
