Chapter 27

This is another memroy, I'm in Mando's room packing my stuff. Wait, this isn't me, I'm not this tall! And since when did I have brown hair?! I notice a reflection in the memory and gasp in shock, its Mando. I'm watching Mando's memory! This bites, Greg can't kick me out just because I punched him. I promised Dyem last night that I'd stay till he graduated. I can hear his thoughts. This must be the day of my death! I let the memory run its course. I gasp, the other half of my memory, viewed by another's eyes. Mando's memory is the answer, I sit back, feeling almost like a ghost in the memory.

I punch the wall in anger, he can't kick me out! After all I did getting that guy out of gambling debts, he can't do this. I groan and grab up my backpack, flinging it on in anger. I growl, maybe I'll stay at Hugo's house till this all blows over. Greg has to forget soon, he drinks enough to forget his name. I got to slam the door to my room in anger, but stop, feeling the guilt well up in me.

"How am I going to explain this to Dyem?" I walk down the stairs.

Greg has recently left to get rid of the broken coffee table so its errile quiet in the empty house. I quickly walk out the door, I'm glad that he's not here or else I would've socked him again. I was just too angry with him right now. I should call child services on his ass, should've done it a long time ago. I head outside and go through the alley in front of our house, arriving on Waterfront Avenue and taking a right. The streets are unsually empty for this time of day, not seeing the hustle and bussle of the city was unnerving to me. It was like I was in a frigging Twilight Zone episode. Wonder what will attack me in this one, aliens, ghosts, will I be the only human in the world left? I continue walking towards Hugo's house, seeing a few cars. It was too hot today, thats why everybody was inside. Stupid heat wave. As I'm walking down the street I notice I'm being followed, a small echoing of my feet as if whoever was following me without letting me know. Whoever it was, they weren't doing a good job of it. I turn my head slightly, letting my perifal vision see for me. A guy in a black jacket, a Voltor? I don't think so, even though he has the outfit, there is no sign of a bat around him and he didn't look like he was trying to mask his footsteps, just that he was walking about my speed by accident. I figure it must be a lost tourist, looking for directions. I stop and turn around, and immeadiatly regret it, my heart stopping in fear. Its Grief, Banzi's hit man.

"Are you Mando?" He says, his black hair in a normal haircut for guy.

I nod, suddenly I'm scared for my life. I'm doomed, what did I do to the Voltors now?! You don't want to be the unlucky guy to spot Grief, usually you only see him if you owed the Voltors something. Grief is like Banzao's own little personal mark of death. Grief sighs, his sunglasses around his neck, his signature look for him.

He groans, "Oh, I so hate being the bearer of bad news...but its my job. You have 5 hours to pay back Banzai his 300 munny or you'll...well...munny won't be your only problem."

"300 munny?!" I don't owe him anything, I never borrowed one munny from the bastard. "For what?"

Grief leans back, popping his back as if he was just bored with this, "It's for the other week, when you begged him for help. Something about an instrument?" He says, not really putting any feeling into it, like he was talking while he was sleep.

I groan as I remember, Banzai had tried to destroy Dyem's Birthday present and I told him I'd do anything to get it back. He compromised and gave back the Sitar. He told me he'd contact me with his demands, didn't think it be this quick or this impossible. 300 munny was more I could earn in a week.

"But...but I don't have the munny with me. Can't you give me 3 days? I should have the munny by then." I would have to sell my whole wardrob and ask Dyem for some munny but he wouldn't mind I hope.

Grief shakes his head, "Sorry, boss's orders." He walks away, "Vincient will be at your house around 3:30 to pick up the munny. Lets hope you got it by that time."

3:30? But its 3:00 now, well it was 3 something when I left the house!

"Wait, that's not 5 hours, that's 30 MINUTES!!!" I yell at him, the panic making my voice rise a few octaves in pitch, sounding younger than I was.

Grief continues walking, "Just have the munny." He waves his hand in a kind gesture, just as if he was ending a nice conversation, not even bothering to turn around as he walks off.

I start to panic, my mind racing. Where the hell am I going to get 300 munny in 30 minutes!? I remember the munny under my floorboards, I probally have 300 there. I rush back to the house and spot the door open, kicked down. Damn, Dyem must've had a bad day. I rush in a dash into my room. I hear Dyem playing 'Lonely Day by A Perfect Circle' in the other room. I move my bed and lift up my boards, but its empty. Wiped clean. Impossible, I haven't touched the munny in weeks, unable to think straight in my paniced state.

I yell in anger and the music stops, did Dyem take my munny? I think wildly.

"Dumb! Where the heck is my munny?" I call out the door, kicking myself for going back into old habits, thats sure to help you wiseguy in begging Dyem for munny.

I hear Dyem growl, "I ain't got your munny, dad took ours last night, you know that."

Damn, he did, when we had left Greg cleaned our rooms out, seeing the bed's moved. Wait that was a week ago, what was Dyem talking about?! I kick the bed. How'd Greg know where my stash was?! My mind is rushing around, I have 20 mi...oh wait no I probally have less than that. Grief didn't have a watch. I gulp, looking at the clock, the red numbers were like a death sentence, 3:24. Holy Shit, this was bad, I had less than 20 minutes, I had 6 minutes flat!

"Then where the hell is my 300 bucks?! I hid it so dad wouldn't find it." I yell in a rush.

I hear Dyem sigh, " I keep telling you to change your hiding place." He mumbles out rudly, is he ok?

Wait. How the hell does he know where my hiding spot is? I run into his room and throw open the door.

"How the hell do you know where my hiding place is?!" I say.

I take a sharp intake of air, looking at Dyem's state. He had a banadged up leg, looking like something had cut a gash up his leg the blood still on his pants, I was right, he did have one hell of a day. A black eye on his right eye was proof of that, his right eye red from a bursted blood vessel. Matthew. He found Matthew, fuck. He's going to be out of it for a while. Dyem places the Sitar behind his bed and lays down, looking like he normal did, weeks ago, no happy smile on his face like had been for the past few days.

"Mando, just forget it." He growls.

Forget it? Its like he had just forgotten the whole week, this is bad. I'm running out of time and Dyem seems to be pissed at the world. This isn't good!!

"No, I can't forget it. I need to pay off Vincient or else I'm dead." I say worriedly.

Dyem glares at me, "I told you not to ask him for any favors."

I growl, can't tell him the truth or else he'll blame himself. Have to make something up. I hate lying to him but it so he won't feel bad for causing this problem. Well he didn't cause it but that's how he'll see it if I tell him.

"Shut up, Dyem, if you would've helped me last week, I wouldn't have had to ask Vincient!" I say, hoping that he would snap out of it.

"Look, I'm not helping you with your fights. I'm your Damn little brother. You're supposed to help me!" He yells at me.

Shit, he's had such a bad day he's forgot about last night. Have to knock some sense into him. I don't want to but if this is the only thing that will work, I'll have to. I'll have to knock some since into him.

"No you just did not talk back to me Dumb. Now'll you'll pay!" I growl at my slip up again of calling him Dumb instead of Dyem.

I leap on top of him and start punching him in the face, not hard but with his face like that it probally feels like I'm pounding him into the ground. Dyem yells in anger as I pin him on the bed, making sure he can't hit me till after he's snapped out of this stupper. Come on Dyem, snap out of it!! As I land the 5th punch, Dyem pops his knee up and hits me between the legs. Its like everything had justed ended right there, the pain spreading like a infection, quick and to the point. I feel the pain and crumple to the floor, curled up in a ball. I yell in agony as the pain spreads up. Dyem sits up in bed, a small trickle of blood appears in the corner of his mouth.

"I hope Vincient kills you!!" He yells and dashes out the door.

I sit up off the floor and start to get up when I hear a single gunshot. Its like the world had just stopped, the silence around me at that point, my eyes widdening in fear as I think it was aimed at me. I stand there frozen as I hear Dyem cry out, instead, my world falling before me. I feel detatched from the world and it feels like an eternity has gone by in my shock and denial. I snap out of it as I hear a thud on the floor, twisting to look at the door. I spot a pair of blue converses just beyond the hall. I rush out the door and spot Vincient at the end of the hallway, gun in hand, an evil glint to his eye. The smoke curls around the barrel, Vincient chuckling evilly. I look to where the gun is pointed and spot Dyem, lying face first on the floor.

"DYEM!!" I yell, the sound returning to me, seeing the situation clearly now.

I rush to my brother's side, already a small pool of blood is forming around his limp form. Shit, can't be dead. This can't be happening, not now, not ever. Dyem was supposed to get out of this retched life, he was supposed to do something with himself. I was supposed to die before him, not him die now, not before his prime. He had to be just injured, not dead.

I turn him over and shake him, "Dyem, wake up." He doesn't answer.

Then I notice the bullet hole where his heart should be, the reality sinking in. "NO!!" I hug his lifeless body, crying my heart out. "He's Dead. My brother's DEAD!!"

I hear Vincient chuckle evilly, "You should've had the munny."

He walks out the door, turning my life upside down forever.

I hear, a voice say "Don't be so blind"
It's telling me all these things
That you would probably hide
Am I, your one and only desire
Am I the reason you breathe
Or am I the reason you cry?

Always, always, always, always, always, always,
I just can't live without you...

I love you
I hate you
I can't live around you.
I breathe you
I taste you
I can't live without you.
I just can't take anymore
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you.

(Done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you, done with you)

I feel, like you don't want me around
I guess I'll pack all my things
I guess I'll see you around
It's all, been bottled up until now
As I walk out your door
All I can hear is the sound

Always, always, always, always, always, always,
I just can't live without you...

I love you
I hate you
I can't live around you
I breathe you
I taste you
I can't live without you
I just can't take anymore
This life of solitude
I guess that I'm out the door
And now I'm done with you

I love you
I hate you
I can't live without you

I left my hand around your heart,
Why would you tear my world apart?

Always, always, always, always

I see, the blood all over your hands
Does it make you feel, more like a man
Was it all, just a part of your plan
The pistol's shakin' in my hands
And all I hear is the sound

I love you
I hate you
I can't live around you
I breathe you
I taste you
I can't live without you.
I just can't take anymore
This life of solitude
I guess that i'm out the door
And now i'm done with you

I love you
I hate you
I can't live around you.
I love you
I hate you
I can't live without you.
I just can't take anymore
This life of solitude
I pick myself off the floor,
And now i'm done with you.

Always
Always
Always.

"Always" by Saliva

I gasp as I feel something like water rushing over me, almost like a soothing mist. I open my eyes and look in horror as Dyem's body just disappears, leaving me holding nothing but air. I didn't even have a body to place in grave now, no memory, as if Dyem never existed. His blood is all over my hands, but it was Vincients hand's that hand spilled it. He would pay, that fucker. He would pay and I would make sure he died just like he killed Dyem, in cold blood. I would become the advenger, he would pay for taking what I cherished most in this life. I stand up, stumbling around, leaning on the wall, trying to control myself, the sobs still racking through me. I had to get close to him, he was so high ranked in the Voltors if he was carrying out the hits like this.

"Why Dyem........Vincient." It was name that hissed through my clenched teeth like fire, like a curse of a demon's name.

I groan, I would have to do the one thing I told Dyem never to do, join the Voltors. Get high enough in rank to get close to him, and then, I would kill him. He would repay the blood covered on the floor and me. He would suffer. Big brothers protect their little brothers, that's was Dyem's last words to me. I would live by the words, Vincient would pay!

In his blood.

***

I wake up, the pain in my side gone. Mando holds tightly to me, tears streaming down his face. Probally thinking the same thoughts he thought those years ago. How could I have all that doubt in my heart. All my memories are clear, as if they had happened yesterday, finally being whole. He is shivering, his arms gribbing me as tight, as if he feared I would fade out of his hands like I did before, desperate not to lose me. His eyes were clenched tightly, sobs wracking his whole body.

"You did that for me?" I say.

He jumps, surprised by my voice. He looks down, his eyes sorrowful and filled with doubt, "D-Dyem?" His eyes come back to life, the dull brown eyes turning amber once more, like when he was little, happy. "You're ok?! Are you hurt?" He looks at me wide-eyed, looking me over.

"No, Mando. I'm fine." I say, his tears still falling on my face.

He hugs me, lifting me up and rocking bak and forth, "But...you got shot. Then and now. I-I saw you get shot."

He lets me go, looking in awe. I stand up with no hesitation, no pain anywhere on me. I lift up the bloody stained shirt and show him my side. He gasps in awe, his mouth slightly agaped. The gunshot was gone, completely healed. Not even a scar was left behind from the encounter. The only scar was a recent one, the memory of Xigbar's sacrifice coming back up, me almost bawling at the sight of the scar.

"I'm ok, see." I manage out, trying to be cheerful, to reassure my brother.

He looks in awe, his face brightening as he pushes himself up, looking at his reserected brother. The one he had joined the Voltors to advenge, the one who didn't exist. I jump as I hear a bang on the door, along with a well placed kick in the thumps. The door, though old, stood strong somehow through the admenistartions being forced upon it.

"MANDO!!! Let us in! We need to see if Demyx is ok!" I hear Axel yell.

Mando glares at the door. "No one named Demyx lives here. NOW GO AWAY!!" He growls, looking like he was going to kill anybody who walked in here, as if I was his fragile little brother.

I hear Axel growl, obviously he was getting impatient, Zexion attempts at calming him down having no effect what so ever, "KID!! You better let me in right now, OR ELSE!" I can almost feel the heat coming from him from in the house.

I look at Mando, "Its ok, they're my friends." I try and reassure him.

"Your friends?" He looks down as he finally realises it, stepping back, looking angry almost, "You're Demyx. Aren't you."

He knows about Nobodys. They must be a common threat in New York, "Yeah, I'm Demyx. But I'm also still Dyem." I object.

Mando shrugs away from me, "I know about the Heartless and the Nobodies. It started on the day you died, you're a Nobody like Asos now." He steps away from me, looking like he was confused but horrified at the same time, like I was diseased.

I shake my head, "I was but... I came back. I got my heart back and all my memories too. If you don't believe me see for yourself."

I rush at him and grab his hand placing it over my heart. He gasps as he feels the steady throb, the life jumping in my chest. He looks at me, feeling guilty for what he had done right then, to his own brother. How could I have done that to Dyem, he's back, that's all that matters, he thinks as he grabs my shoulders.

He grabs my shoulders and hugs me, "You're back. You are really here!"

I sigh, grinning as I hug back, "Yeah, I'm here."

Evidently Axel can't hear a word we are saying, only able to hear Mando yelling at him while ago, the house seeming errily quiet. He backs up, "ALRIGHT!! I WARNED YOU, MANDO!!" The door disenigrates in a stream of fire.

Mando looks in horror at the chard remains of the front door, "M-m-my-my HOUSE!!" He looks at the red haired guy standing in the chard remains of the door, a short kid with silver blueish hair looking in horror at Axel.

I laugh, my laugh filling the gloomy house, seeming to cheer it up, despite the many bad memories here. Axel, Zexion, two of my four best friends in the Organization. Axel, the firey red hair with a personality to match. He is a real hot head but is able to keep his temper to a low degree and he has awesome Chamkras that he fights with, better than my Sitar in my opinion. He was the leader in the pranks around the castle with me and often got in trouble with Xemnas, who seemed to hate him for no reason. He was the first one that treated me like Someone in the Organization He may not have had a heart but it wasn't very noticable, protecting me fericly until Roxas came around. Zexion was shy at first, sticking to doing science stuff, which bored the hell out of me at first. I soon realised that I knew most of what he was doing, surprising the hell out of him when I actually corrected him on a mistake he made in a experiment, making him see 'me' for the first time. He hated for anybody to call him short, emo, or anything of the sort. If you did, as Axel found out constantly, you would be trapped in a book, preferably something like a horror book. He eventually came out of his hard shell, warming up to me and Axel, not even going down to the basement anymore, letting him be himself. Xigbar was already my friend the moment he saw me, me looking too innocent for him not to befriend. He claimed that he did it so he could corrupt me but never had it in his 'heart' to taint his Demy. And then Roxas. Roxas at first seemed stand offish, after all I did find him in my room, recovering from an encounter with Marluxia. Me, him, and Axel became the famous trio, often playing as many pranks as we could and hanging out at the clock tower eatting ice cream all the time. My friends. Dyem's friends too now. The memories are bittersweet, but more cheerful than depressing. The headband, had more meaning now, now that I remebered her. Yuffie. My love at first sight. I did it, no...Mando did it, giving the piece of the puzzle that was missing from my memories.

Axel steps through the smoldering wreakage, "I said or else." He declares, looking pissed off.

Zexion rubs his temples, "You had to kill the door, didn't you. You couldn't have kicked it down, no. You had to fire blast it to Oblivion!"

"Axel, Zexion." I say, this time remembering everything about my friends. They look up in surprise, seeing me smiling at them, realising I knew them. Axel sighs, his eyes softening as he sees I'm me again, his apprentice all those years ago.

Then I snap out of the happiness, realising Mando's excalimantion of horror, "Y-Your house?" I say studdering.

Mando looks at me, rubbing the back of his head, a habit that I had got from him, "Oh, right. You've been gone for 6 years. Man, have I got a lot of explaining to do." He turns to Vincient, "But first we have to do something about him." He hisses, his eyes darkening for a split second, his hatred still strong for Vincient,

I smile in relief, he didnt want to kill Vincient anymore, the blood no longer being needed to be replaced. He still hated him for almost ruining his life and for causing him to go into a bought of insanity, to joining a gang that he hated.

Zexion looks at Vincient, "Who's he?"

I glare at Vincient, seeing him in a darker light, "That's Vincient... my killer."

Zexion looks at me, "You figured it out?"

"Yeah, I found the true memory" I look at Mando, "Mando gave it to me, through his heart."

Mando looks back at me, "Looks like you have some explaining of your own."

Axel ties Vincient up, giving him no mercy in the process. We head into the kitchen, to wait for the cops, which could take ages in thus town. I pull out a chair and sit down, the old yellow rile still on the floor, reminding me of how much I had actually missed this house, surprisingly. I tell Mando everything, from when I was in the Organization, to when I was killed by Sora, the details vividly clear, like my eyes were open finally. I continue to tell him about my mixed up memories, how I thought he was my killer, and about my 2 weapons. I finish by telling him about Xigbar's sacrfice and about Organization's plans for me, Axel, and Zexion. Axel and Zexion didn't even have to but in to correct me, everything spot on. I also include Yen Sid's warning and how he predicted and somehow knew that Mando was never the killer and unknowingly leading me back to New York, to save Mando from Vincient. Mando looks stunded at the end of the long story.

"You thought I had killed you?" He says, looking upset.

"I had forgotten about that last week and you were mean in most of my memories, or never standing up for me when Greg fussed me out or punched me or..."

Mando groans, realising what a mess he made my life, "I only did that because I was confused, and scared. Greg had told me so many lies about you, making me despise you as much as he did with no real reason other than Greg's talks."

Zexion gets up, "I'll be right back." He walks into the living room, probally checking on the knocking sound, probally the police, or ethier Vincient finally waking up. If it was the police, we would have to leave, much to me and Mando's disappointment.

I nod and turn back to Mando, just glad we were back together, "So, how is this your house now? Where's Greg?"

"Don't know, he left a few weeks after....Couldn't stand the guilt. Ain't heard from him since." He grabs my shoulders, "Dyem. I'm sorry. I should've treated you right from the beginning, I shouldn't have listened to that bastard's false words, you couldn't have driven away mom. Eva cared too much for you to hate you deep in her heart."

"Its ok, Mando. Speaking of mom, have you heard anything about her, or has anybody seen her?"

"Dyem, I..." He begins, like he had found something out.

We're interrupted by a comtion in the living room, us jumping up from the table at the noise. "Axel, Demyx! Vincient's escapi...." A single shot is fired, pircing the air with dread. I feel a knot form in my stomach, not taking a scientist to know what had happened.

"ZEXION!!!" I dash into the living room, the guys after us.

I see Vincient run out the door, just seeing his jacket disappear out the destroyed doorway. I look around and spot Zexion, sitting up against the wall, grabbing his chest in pain. His face twisted as he is struggling to stay with us, blood running down his chin.

I rush to him, "Zexion, you're hit!"

I wasn't losing Zexion too! His eyes were going dull, the light disappearing. I concentrate and an orb forms in my hand.

I look Zexion over, trying to locate the bullethole, barking orders to Mando and Axel, "Mando, Axel, go after Vincient. I've got Zexion."

They dash out the door without question, Axel looking at us worriedly as he dashes out the door, hoping Zexion would be ok.. Zexion's breath comes in ragged gasps, his hand clutching his right chest, the blood seeming to come from somewhere in that direction.

"Zexion, you have to move your hands so I can help you." I say, my voice trembling but firm, trying to stay calm. It wouldn't do Zexion any good to panic while he was dying.

He lets go of the wound, the blood flows out double time, his breaths getting less and less. I press the orb onto the gunshot, it glows brightly as it connects with the blood, turn the orb red with the blood. I've never healed something this bad before. Ths life threatening, I didn't even know if it would work. Zexion groans and balls up his fists, resisting the pain as the water touches the open wound. Come on. Heal, damn't, heal! Zexion starts to go limp, me growling in anger. I sigh in relief as the orb sinks into Zexion, the gunshot completely gone, the bloodclean from him as if it had never happened.

Zexion sighs, coughing slightly, "Thanks Demyx. I thought I was goner." He says, able to talk again.

I nod and help him up, gald he was ok, that I had got to him in time. Once I'm sure that he's ok I dash out the door, my emotions turned red. Vincient isn't getting away, not this time. Which way did they go? I look down the deserted neighborhood. The gun shots must have scared off any people on the street. I'm amazed the cops haven't come yet. I hear a noise to the right and rush after it. I run, consumed with anger. I was mad when he shot me the first time. I was angry that he went after Mando. I was furious when he shot me the second time. Now....Well now I'm RABID, I swear I can only see red as I run down the alley, focusing on where I think Vincient went.. Zexion follows behind me, white sword drawn, trying to keep up with my speed, his height not helping. I turn into a alleyway, hearing something trip over something. Zexion dashes after me, not wanting to lose me in this big city. Suddenly I stop, two Dancer Nobodies appearing in front of me, giving me the shock of my life.

I jump back shocked, accidently hitting Zexion in my attempt to avoid the Nobody from grabbing my amr and using its special move to knock me out. I knew my Nobodys like the back of my hand.

"Dancer Nobodies?! But how are they here? Only I can control them!" I yell out, seeing them blocking the end of the alleayway too, trapping us.

A portal opens up behind them and an Organization member steps out. "That would be my doing....NO WAY! Its you." I hear the male voice yell out

The guy removes his hood. His silverish blue hair sticking straight up, almost defying gravity. Soaxs.

"Its you-Dyem! I remember you from before, that is before I became this." He says, smiling.

"Asos." I say, growling.

He nods, "Yeah, but now I'm Soaxs." He holds out his hand an a MDX bottle appears in his hand, "Sorry if I seem kind of wishy washy, seems I know you but...who you are, I can't remember. But you seem different." He looks at the bottle in his hands and unscrews the cap, "Hope you forgive me but, I'm kinda thirsty." He drinks it and screws the top back on it. "There, now......" He pauses, seeming to forget something. Was this how I was in the Organization...Yeah, strangley he is acting just like I use to. I would've fell out in shock if he would've pulled out index cards. He gasps, snapping his fingers "Kexkio! Kex told me to take you 3 back with me...wait....where's the third guy? Oh, well. I'll settle for you 2." He says, seeming to grow confidence, as if he figured he could take on a 22 year old and a 17 kid that was about no higher than his elbow.

Me and Zexion draw our blades. Soaxs laughs and dismisses the Dancer Nobodies in front of him. He grins and starts shaking his bottle, the liquid inside foaming up, almost humming himself a tune. Why hasn't he summoned his weapon? I know I promised Jake that I would bring him back to him but right know he was in my way to hunt down Vincient. I charge at him, not waiting for him to defend himself.

He chuckles and points the bottle at me, "Sorry 'bout this. Dyem."

The bottle shots a ball of orange liquid at me, my eyes widening in shock. I quickly realise that's not Mountain Dew, when he was shaking the bottle the green Mountain Dew had changed color. How could I be so stupid! That's his weapon, the MDX bottle. It was his favorite drink for Oblivion's sake! I can't dodge it and the ball hits me dead on. I yell in pain and fall to the ground, my skin on fire. Acid! Its DAMN ACID!

"Demyx!" Zexion yells, seeing me writher in pain, trying to get the acid off.

I get up, the acid had burned me and my shirt was halfway gone, seeming to shrink right off of me, even my kakhi pants were bcoming shorts, the ends burned off. I wipe the acid from my face, trying to get the burning sensation out of my eyes, feeling my skin welt up.

Zexion gets ready to dash into the fight, but I put my hand behind me, tills whipping my eyes, "Zexion, stay back. His weapon is acid. You can't fight him with a sword and he'd probally destroy your book." I summon my Sitar, "I'll handle him."

Soaxs looks surprised, "The Sitar Mando gave you?" He seems to remember, and pauses, did he change? The hope goes away when he lets out a laugh, "Like that can hurt me. I'll just burn a hole in it." He says, slinging his MDX bottle in front of him, preparing to attack.

I strum on the strings and water forms around me, moving like a snake, I need to fight him off, now. "Just try." The water washes over me, healing me, the burning sensation gone, my hair hanging down, no longer in a mullet.

He looks shocked and starts shaking his bottle furiously. He's probally making it more concentrated, to get it so powerful that not even my water can heal me. I strum on the strings, a water wall heads towards him, surprising him, his confidnece wavering. He jumps over it and fires his bottle again. This time though its a steady stream of red acid, like it was shot from a Firehose. I play a tune on the Sitar, water wall after water wall appears around me, blocking the acid, from hitting me or getting behind me to touch Zexion. He looks in awe, seeing a fighting spirit that he had never seen in me before. The attack stops as a water wall finally hits him, Soaxs letting out a yelp as he crashes to the grounds. I stop and shoot a few water spheres at him, changing the tune effortlessly. He slashes his bottle in front of him, a red shield forms, blocking the water attack. Another cord and I ride a water wave at him and catch him off gaurd, after all, who in their right mind would charge at a guy with acid. Um..ME!! I swing my Sitar, hitting him sqaure on the back of his head. He slams into the ground, his bottle falling out of his hands. The red liquid changes back green as it rolls out of his reach, losing its power sorce. He groans and looks up at me, looking scared out of his wits now, and desperate. Zexion runs up to us and holds his katana towards Soaxs, holding him at bay.

"Dang, you're good. They told me you were a weak fighter. Guess they misjudged you." He says, covering up his discomfort with a joke, Asos?

He lunges at Zexion, too quick for me to react. Zexion slashes through his arm but gasps in shock. Soaxs had turned his arm to acid, completely dodging Zexion's sword stroke. Soaxs runs behind Zexion and grabs up his MDX bottle yelling in triumph. I play a quick song and water sphere's rain down on him, hitting him hard. He yells in shock, the cold water too much for him and opens a portal.

"Hell no, I'm not putting up with this anymore." He yells through the torrent of water.

He is his name sake now, he is soaked to the bone from my attacks, shivering and looking slightly like a drowned puppy, his eyes wide and pitful looking.

Soaxs grins, "Kexkio has done some research on you, to find a weakness."

I growl, "I don't have a weakness."

He moves towards the portal, ready to bolt at my next movement, seeming like he was about to prove me wrong, ""Well, tell her that." He pulls out a silver headband with a black metal plate on it.

Beware, the cat, a theif, is she.

The words come back to haunt me, my eyes widdening in blind fury. I yell out and charge at him, my katana replacing my Sitar in a flash. He yelps and drops the headband, rushing into the portal. It closes before I can get there, my sword slashing through thin air. I fall to the ground from the mementuem and slam my fist into the concrete, my sword clattering to the ground. They got Yuffie, they got her.

"They took her!" I yell angrily, blinded by the dark emotion.

Zexion runs up to me, "Took who?"

"Yuffie, the girl who gave me this." I pull out my headband out of my pocket.

He looks at me, "We'll get her back, we'll figure out a way."

I clench my hand around the hedaband on the ground, letting my anger flow out of me. I needed to think straight, no blind fury would help me. I look at her headband, looking at it in guilt. She was my weakness, I had did this to her and know they had her.

"This is all happening too fast. Why her? Why..." I growl and stuff the headbands in my pocket.

First Xigbar, now Yuffie. This was all too much too fast. If they've harmed her I'll kill all 300 members or more if I have to. I would get her back, I vowed that. I can't be mad ay Asos, he was messenger, just like I was in the Organization, don't shoot the messenger. But firs things first, we had to stop Vincient, before he became a bigger problem than he had already became.

I stand up and dash down the alley, "Lets go help Axel."

He looks at me, worry in his eyes, "Careful Demyx, they're trying to injure your heart, control you anger."

I stop, " I know. I'll try...but I can't promise that. Yuffie could be hurt and its all my fault."

"Don't blame yourself, that's excatly what they want. Right now we can't get to her but....we can help Axel and Mando. Now come on I got Axel's scent."

I follow him, still troubled about Yuffie.

***

Yuffie growls, kicking at hitting the bars of her prison, trying to get the door to budge. Her and the others were ambushed by Kexkio and Sora and Kairi attacked by that strange dark skinned girl, seeming to pull people out of them that she had never seen. The girl was left behind, beside the knocked out Kairi. Riku had fought bravely only to fall to the acid of the other enemy. The otherscame too late, as Kexkio knocked her out and the other guy had grabbed up Roxas. She had woken up in this dark place was desperate to gt out so she could beat the shit of of the cat girl.

"Come-on-bars-break!" She grunts between attacks, every punch, kick, or crosschop, even throwing in a shoulder shove every now and then.

She groans, her shoulder and fists gettting tried, but she wasn't about to give up, nobody could look up the great ninja Yuffie and get away with it.

"Might as well stop, those bars are strong enough to even hold Claxs at his most dangerous, they can keep a weak human like you." Kexkio says, walking in the dimly lit area.

Yuffie hops back from the door, glaring at Kexkio standing in the hall, "What do you want with me?!" She growls out, feeling a little lost without her ninja weapons.

Kexkio chuckles, "Well, you're here for bait, my dear."

"Bait?! The great ninja Yuffie will not be used as bait." Yuffie yells out, she pauses, "Wait, bait?"

Kexkio nods, sitting down, almost looking as if she was curling a tail around her as she sat on the ground, "Why for our target. Well, my target anyway, Demyx." She hisses out his name with malice.

"Demyx? How am I bait for Demyx?" She says.

Kexkio laughs, standing up and walking towards the door, "Why, you don't know my dear? Hah, he loves you. According to Renxaule he hasn't stopped thinking of you since he left Radiant Gardens, Yuffie."

Yuffie blushes, "He hasn't?" She growls, "Let me out so I can beat the shit out of you!"

Kexkio shakes her head, "What foul mouth you have. Roxas would've joined you to attract Axel but Mexan let him go, the stupid clone."

"Axel?" She says, the name strange.

Kexkio sighs, "Well, his human name was Reno."

"RENO?! Reno's alive?" Yuffie says.

Kexkio growls, "Enough with the questions, if you don't shut up I will shut you up myself!" She says, grasping a brown collar.

Yuffie gasps, hopping back. Kexkio smirks, putting the collar way, "Good, now. You stay here and be good like bait, no injuring yourself." She pauses, "On second thought, if you get injured that will anger him more, making his heart vunerable, continue on with your pounding." She says, disappearing in a fash of darkness.

Yuffie sighs, sitting down on the cold ground. She didn't know that Demyx cared for her as much as she did him. She sighs, and now because of that she was being used as bait. She had to escape, to get out of here. And Reno was alive? She couldn't believe it, Rude had watched him get killed right before his eyes. Rude hadn't been the same since then, he wasn't the same. It wasn't the same for the other turks ethier, the days had grown queit, no excitiment. No pranks pulled on Tseng or Elena yelling at Reno to get out of the ladies bathroom. She lets her head fall back, leaning back against the wall. How the heck was she supposed to get out of here. She didn't want Demyx coming after her. For the first time she had seen him, she wished she had never met him. He was going to put himself in danger and from what Sora had told her about his adventures, he had enough to worry about.

This is for being good readers and being patient about me not updating for...was it two weeks? Man it was. Well, heres the next chapter. *Does happy dance* Demyx is Demyx again. I had to let Zexion get attacked, he was so over looked, being ignored in battles almost. Plus, he's so small, and cute and emo not to have at least on bad thing happen to him right?

Zexion: What did you call me?!

Keiko: EEP! Um...n-n-nothing. Mixalis, little help (whispered)

Mixalis: You brought this on yourself.

Keiko looks fearfully as Zexion growls at her.

Keiko: Rican?

Rican: I'm not getting in on this one, sorry, kay.

Keiko: Um...I called you s...

Zexion: SHORT! You called me short again, and cute....AND EMO?! That's it cat, here kitty kitty kitty. Its cat hunting season.

Keiko: Actually I called you small.....(Keiko looks in fear as Zexion summons two guns to his hands, Xigbar's guns, her ears dropping back in fear. She tears from area, surprisingly in cheetah form) CHEETAHS ARE ENDANGERED SPECIES YOU TWAT!!!! There is no hunting season.

Xigbar: Hey, Zex! Let me in on this hunt! Throw me a gun! (Chasing after the two)

*Authors note* Mixaslis: let it be know she has been attacked by Zexion a total of three times know because of the s word. That is all and have a nice day. (Walks away) Like I give a flying-

Rican: Mixa, language and manners.

Mixalis: (stops, glaring at Rican) Says the mutt.

Rican: PRUE BRED GERMAN SHEPARD.

Mixalis: Where's your papers.

Rican: (cocks his ears to the side) What do you mean?

Mixalis: No papers, then...you-are-a-mutt.

Rican: (growls) I'll find my papers and I'll show you, cat. (Walks away)

Mixalis: He just insulted his girlfriend's Nobody, I don't think that's right. Oh well (Pulls out Index cards) Please read and review. Have a nice World Nation's Week. blah, blah, blah, umm.....Oh. Be on the look out for random Hetalia One Shots this week or next, and maybe the beginning of the Silent Hill fic based of that Youtube show the Misadventures of Marvex, blah, blah, blah, and yatta. (Throws cards away and walks off stage) I'm not paid enough for this mess, only Demyx uses cue cards. I'll let Keiko tell you what was on the stupid cards. I'm going back to Russia, hope Ivan is up for a Vodka again. (Yes, Mixalis has been visiting the different nations of Hetalia for the World Nation's Week. England fears her but Russia thinks she is awesome and she actually beats him at a drink off, surprising, yes) PS, I has wringed wrist, deal with me on updating, ve.