"When you walk away, you don't hear me say..." Her pale lips pursed shut as she arrived at the top of the hill. The warmth of the setting sun blanketed her small body. Her cellphone's MP3 player faded away and a randomly picked song started to play.
Starting down the hill, her snowy white hair that was pushed back into a half ponytail by a golden armlet was bobbing slowly against her head. A feather and bead comb held back part of her over grown bangs. Her dress, styled much like a sleeveless Chinese one, stopped right above an odd tattoo that looked like flame snakes.
"My heart's a battleground." Her voice barely carried past a few rows of shrubs but almost as singsongy as a bird. Almost. As she turned the corner, she noticed that two groups were Struggling in the Sandlot. She leaned against the warm, brick wall and watched both blonds Struggle. The boy with a beanie was hit back onto the ground. A larger male with darker skin and a female which emo cut blue bangs rushed to his aid.
"Seifer's not feeling so hot today, ya know?"
"Struggle decided." (A/N: I'm not sure if that's what they said, but I think it's kind of close. :D;;)
The blond boy with probably one of the weirdest hair styles she had ever seen was grinning to himself and walking back with a group consisting of a girl and two other guys. Moments later, a white flash of ooze shot from behind her ripped a small cell phone from her pocket. It then shot at a chubby boy with a camera and snatched that away. Taking the camera and her cell phone, it darted back into the alley parallel to the girl's and out of sight.
"Hey!" Her honey hued eyes glimmered slightly as she ran from against the wall and up the alley, cutting right across the Sandlot and the two groups. She heard a faint 'whoa' and 'what the hell?'.
As she approached the large break in the town's wall, she heard some foot steps behind her. She glanced over her shoulder and saw the blond boy that had won the Struggle. She continued on, following the thief through the twisting woods. Before finally exiting the woods, she had tripped over at least five different roots and ran straight into one tree.
She stumbled into the clearing that bordered the vine ridden wall and gate. The It was swinging side to side, tauntingly. The boy ran up behind her, the Struggle bat still in hand.
"You going to fight it with that?" Her voice was soft and slightly annoying since it had a kind of superior air to it. Though she was in absolutely no position to say this, since she had absolutely nothing to fight with, she backed down some.
"Better believe it!" The blond charged at It and slashed into it sideways. It made the body ripple a little, like a stone was dropped into water, but no damage was dealt.
"Oh yeah, that worked." She picked up a stick from the ground, it was barely bigger than her forearm and dull. She charged next to the boy and brought the stick above her head, bringing it down upon Its head. It went through, rippling, and then the arrow-like head turned. Its mouth was zippered shut, then a thin piece of metal ran across its mouth and a loud screech was heard.
"Yeah, and that did too." The boy rolled his eyes and gripped the bat with both hands before charging at It. More blows were struck, no damage was caused.
"Pointless?" The girl panted slightly, the stick hanging loose in her hand.
"Pointless." The blond nodded as he slid behind It, making sure to out of its attack range. He gave a few great leaps backwards and stubbled to keep his ground.
"Blondie, watch out!" The girl came at It as it tried to approach the blond. Her stick ran right through it. Its attention was directed at her and started to throw blows like nothing before.
Her gaze left the creature for a split second, scanning across the ground. She saw a column of encrypted numbers and letters circle the bat and it turned into some kind of blade in the shape of a large key. (A/N: Anyway else to say it? XD) As her attention was redirected to her own weapon. Still a dull stick, she raised it above her head and brought it down upon the It. Right on contact, she noticed it was no longer a stick. No, it was something much more larger, much more sharper, and much more heavier. A scythe that was coated in odd markings; one was of a screwed up heart and another was a an odd symbol with three spikes and a weird clover-like bottom.
A loud cry was rung and the It melted backwards, right into the boy. He started to strike a strong chain of combos at it and then batted it right against the wall. It burst into several gold, green, and clear balls. In an odd flash, a burst of fluttering pictures drifted to the ground.
"Strange much?" The girl's voice cracked as she ended 'much'.
"Mhmm." He ran his hand through his hair and the blade like a key turned back into a Struggle bat while the stick did the same. He went over to get the photos and gathered them.
"You are...?"
"A...boy?" The blond raised a brow at the other teen slightly.
"I mean name." She rolled her eyes the slightest bit.
"Oh, yeah. Roxas." He grinned a little, putting his hands behind his head. That pose... "Yours?"
"..Entxy."
"Nice name, heh. We both have that same strange letter in our name."
"Huh?"
"X."
"Oh. Oh yeah." She shrugged, "Don't other people have X in their names?"
"Nope. The closest is Setzer, with a Z." He nodded some.
"I see... Well, I'll see you later, I guess." She walked over to the wall and picked up her cell phone. She placed the earphones back into her ears and pressed the arrow 'Play' button.
"I watch you fast asleep. All my fears, mean nothing."
So... how was it? Good? Bad? Ugly? R&R please. OwO Cuz you know you want to!
Demyx: Oh shut up. You're... worse that Axel, good gods!
Me: ... -.- Why am I always getting bashed?
Demyx: ...
Me: I created you and this story!
Demyx: You created the story, yes. But me? Please, psh. I am a person on my own.
Me: ... Have you forgotten you're a Nobody?
Demyx: God, I knew you hated me but now calling me a nobody? That's low. TvT
Me: What the- WHEN DID I START TO HATE YOU?
Demyx: You have no heart either, do there. HA.
Me: At least I remember. -v-
Demyx: Silence traitor.
Me: ... T-T So mean.
Demyx: Now you see how I feel.
Me: I see you're standing up for all your other fangirls.
Demyx: I have fangirls? I thought that was Axel and Zexion's department...
Me: No, you have them too. I'm one of them. T-T
Demyx: Alright then, time to promote some fangirls! -Huggles Nyte-
Me: Yay! -Has been promoted-
Demyx: You only get one hug.
Me: Damn you. -.-