Yay! I'm actually updating! Sorry it's so short, but my hand got tired of writing after the sixth page, then refused to move after the eighth. xD
I do not own Kingdom Hearts, if I did... Well, it probably wouldn't be MUCH different.
Oh, right. This chapter is sort of just one to get to know the characters. The cool stuff if coming later on. D
And this was written when watching Full Metal Alchemist. xD; So the Leon (Squall) and Sephiroth parts will be somewhat reminiscent of Tucker and Edward.
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"Wake up, sleepyhead..."
Poke.
"Ne, Kadaj. Do you think he's actually dead?"
Another poke, harder than the first.
"Maybe, but I bit him, and Cloud's claws didn't get in that deep."
A third poke.
"But maybe you bit him wrong and he's actually dying."
A fourth poke, pointed nail digging into the boy in question's arm, drawing out a yelp and a whimper.
Kadaj let out a sigh, shaking his head as he flopped back into the old chair he was sitting on, hanging his head over the back and shutting his eyes. Attempting to ignore the snarling beast of a headache which was roaring towards him. "Nope. Just sleeping... Body needs to adjust and all that, you know." Speaking calmly, tongue tracing over his pearly white fangs as a reminder that he had in fact done this.
Yazoo frowned, reaching over and tugging his brother's shorter hair, tilting his head to the side and smirking playfully as the other reached out and tried to tug the longer locks. Gazes turned to Sora, a fond smile crossing over their faces as the same thought crossed through their mind.
"He kinda looks like a cross between Leon and brother, eh?"
"Yeah... But he's not as pretty as brother."
A chuckle, and an air of peace fell through the dusty old room...
However, unlike their life, nothing good lasts forever.
"Hey, Kadaj. Leon wants to see you." Called a voice at the door, and a glance confirmed that it was of the two who had skipped out of finding Cloud in favor of... Body piercing. The odd mullet-hawk in place, as it always was, without the help of hair gel. Bright, cheery aqua eyes gazing at them as if nothing was wrong, and as if Cloud hadn't almost died...
And of course, the Organization outfit that he wore to honor his old clan.
"Where the hell were you last night." The ice prince asked, tone as cold as the nickname that Yuffie had given him way back when he first arrived here, one hand resting on the Souba's hilt, just in case the blonde vampire finally pissed him off to the point of no return.
"Getting my tongue pierced. We heard by the time you'd already caught Cloud." He grinned, sticking his tongue out at the boy, showing off the metal stud now jammed through his tongue. On other circumstances, Kadaj WOULD have thought that it was cool and he'd want one too... However, this was not an ordinary time.
Demyx's idiotic behavior had put Cloud at risk.
He stood up, brushing imaginary dust off of his trench coat as he strode over, grabbing hold of the boy's tongue with his thumb and forefinger, the pointed nails digging into the sensitive flesh while the other hand reached over and took a hold of the stud... And the more Demyx pleaded, the stronger the urge to rip it out was..
Ah, shoot. Why was he denying it?
In a single, smooth movement, Demyx was on the floor, howling in pain while Kadaj held the little silver stud, kicking the other once to make sure that he under stood the severity of what he had done.
"Listen to me, Demyx." He hissed, crouching down and taking a firm grasp of the blonde's hair. "I don't care what your excuse is next time. You'll be there helping us the next time something goes wrong, or so help me I'll stab a stake through your chest and laugh as you dust."
Fingers sifted through the hair, before another loud yelp was heard... Kadaj merely chucked the stud, and the hair, at their owner. Now ignoring the fact that the fledgling vampire was up, he strode out of the room. Passing by the lilac haired vampire known as Zexion as he turned the corner, heated glare ignored.
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"Do you have any idea what you've done!" Gloved hands slammed down onto the desk top, blazing grey-blue eyes fixed upon a glare which would make even the most hardcore of criminals freeze and start confessing to their crimes. "You let Cloud escape! You BIT an innocent child-"
"He would have died because of his wounds!"
"-AND you seriously injured Cloud when restraining him!"
At that, a wave of guilt passed over the silver haired teen, cat-like eyes falling to gaze as the slightly cleaner floor.
The brunet stood up, slowly making his way around his desk to circle the younger vampire, eyes searching for any kind of weakness as he spoke next, tone laced with dislike. "Hojo AND Vexen are making a trip here, and I have no idea when they will arrive. They'll be checking over Cloud, and they'll be fixing the cage... You." He pointed at the boy, noting that he winced at the harshness of the tone. "Will be paying for it all."
"-But!"
"No buts! I'd give you back to Hojo, however..."
"I won't let him." A voice, yet commanding voice in the doorway spoke, drawing both male's attention.
He was a god among mortals... That was no mistake. His skin flawless, the color of pure, fresh fallen snow, which contrasted sharply with the all black leather attire he was wearing. Bright, glowing jade eyes were narrowed, fixed upon Kadaj with a calculating expression, cat-slitted pupils expanded because of the lack of light. Long, flowing white hair billowing out behind him as he strode forward, the expression on his face calm, yet cold.
Kadaj felt his mouth grow dry, knowing this man from only pictures. "...Sephiroth."
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Demyx whimpered pitifully, one hand resting upon his still bleeding tongue while Zexion rubbed his back, doing his best to clean off the stud before he allowed his younger lover to stick it back in his tongue... However, the blonde only groaned and hung his head.
Ignoring that, the other two in the room were engaged in a quiet conversation.
"You'll never age, never die, never want for anything for we will gladly provide it for you." Yazoo said reassuringly, now sitting on the bed next to the newest vampire, offering him a soft smile.
"...It's not like I have much of a choice, right." The boy muttered in a bland tone, once bright eyes downcast and expressing nothing but a teenager boy struggling to understand this.
"I'm sorry, but you would have died had my brother not acted as he did..."
A nod... Those sorrowful eyes fixed upon the dusty floor.
The room was, or had been at one point, a child's room. The wallpaper was faded, but it had once had cute little bunnies on it, the boarder of puppies and kittens...
"Did you kill the family in this house?" He murmured, not noticing the shock look that crossed the other's faces.
"No... The parents were murdered on charges of being witches. We took the child and took care of him until he was older.." Zexion said in a bland tone, patting Demyx on the head as he turned his gaze to Sora. His visible blue eye fell shut, drawing the blonde into his arms as the whimpering started up again. "I told you that you shouldn't have gotten your tongue pierced... Dork."
"...Why?" The newest vampire asked, eyes suddenly oddly curious as he gazed at Zexion. But it was Yazoo who answered.
"Because we promised that we would... We don't attack children, and he kind of grew on us.." Frowning at the look he got, the gunner frowned. "What? It's one of the rules we established when we became vampires..."
"I see..."
"Look, we'll take you on the tour now. You need to get to know your way around here.. I don't feel like leading you around." The man said, swing himself off of the bed, fingers trailing through his hair as he headed for the door, giving the other two a look which clearly said 'get up.' Ah, he loved that feature about the vampire transformation.
Forced acceptance.
You didn't really have to persuade them that it wasn't a dream and all that sort of stuff that happens on the... Uh, 'movies'.
"It may not be much, but it's home."
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Sephiroth's glowing jade eyes gazed dully at the large glowing tank which held a very sickly looking body. "May father's research, huh? What were you thinking, Leonhart? That should have stayed buried. Even HE knew the danger of trying to... reanimate the dead."
Grey-blue eyes fell shut, a hand resting upon the glass tank which held the regenerating body of Vincent Valentine. "It's alright. I've perfected it... He'll be as good as new in a few months.
"Leonhart... I allowed the dolls to live, I allowed Cloud to live.. But when... This is done, I won't let it be." The man hissed coldly, arms folding across his chest as he watched Squall struggle to think of an excuse, anything to make the man leave his work alone.
"He'll be human." The man finally said, almost desperate to convince the other that Vincent would be as good as new. The centuries of mourning and obsessing over this doing nothing to convince Sephiroth that his sanity was in tact... But the man pulled his hand back, and the metal casing that surrounded the tank moved down, hiding the man from view.
"..." Sephiroth sighed, turning around and shutting his eyes. "Give me the progress report of the dolls, Cloud's condition, and tell me when you're planning to move."
"Move?"
" Several people saw Cloud last night. I'm moving you again, the Organization as well... It's not safe any longer."
"But Cloud is in no condition to travel!"
"You will be moved. Do not argue... Now come along and give me those reports."
Leon fell silent, following after the god-like man back to his office.
No use arguing.. The man did control their fate.
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"And this is the living room." Yazoo said, gesturing the room which had to be the one in the best condition in the house. Furnished with several large couches, colored in once bright, but now fading colors. A large TV sat in one corner, a piano in the other.
"Oh! Cloud's up!" Demyx beamed, pointing towards the slightly older looking blonde who sat at the piano, playing what the brunet seemed to remember as Moonlight Sonata.
Unfortunately, entranced by the sight of the man, and the music, he did not notice that the other had moved until he found himself gazing up at brilliantly glowing blue eyes.
...Spiky blonde hair, those frighteningly blue eyes... The bloodstained bandages over the injuries which Sora had saw before on the...
But it didn't matter, the blonde on the ground didn't seem to even notice him. No, he was muttering to himself, laughing, mind shattered into millions of pieces. "...Light... Darkness... Can't stop, eternal, forever, never gone." And a bark like laugh escaped his lips, which were coated with a crimson liquid that was flowing out of his mouth.
He'd been hurt, and Sora wasn't sure how badly... But from the look of the deep gashes, which he figured to be self-inflicted, and the fact that there was a wheezing every time he inhaled, the brunette didn't figure the blonde could hang on much longer.
"Hey.. Hey, calm down. I'll go get you some help." He moved to get up, knowing that there wasn't much he could do for the poor soul but he had to try..
But he found himself on the ground a few moment's later, the dying figure's fingers wrapped firmly around his leg.. And Sora winced at how pale he was, and the sharp nails biting into his leg.
"...But I want to play." Now the brunette could clearly see the wound, a bullet going through one side and almost out the other, blood flowing down his side and staining the pale skin. The blonde tilted his head up, and the now visible moon reflected off of the glowing orbs.
And a smile appeared on the wounded boy's visage, sharp pointed fangs revealed, actually tearing through his lips as he moved to stand up. Sickening cracks echoed through the alley which now reeked of blood and something dead. Horror was painted across Sora's face as he watched the blonde's ears turn pointed, fur sprouting up over his bare body. Bones cracking and elongating, claws instead of fingernails, paws instead of hands...
There was a spray of blood, and suddenly the blonde's fanged jaws started to grow, stretch, blood drizzling down his chin as the skin split and rapidly healed, only to split again as the blonde snapped his now wolf-like jaws, golden fur glowing in the moonlight as he dropped down upon all fours.
"It was you..." The boy murmured, blue eyes going wide as he saw the man flinch back, turn his head to the side and mutter an apology before he padded out of the room..
That monster looked worse off than he did when he attacked Sora.