Blue Blood
Crash
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This was BLOODY wonderful. I'm pretty sure I've gotten close to no sleep; and I, already, feel someone shaking me awake. Well…they can screw off for all I care. Why does that sound so familiar? Or right, I said the same thing to the red-head when he tried getting me up. Look where THAT got me? Into the office of the weirdo dude and on a mission to the underworld. Kudos for Yuffie…NOT! The persistent nagging still didn't stop.
"Fiv' more minut'" I say grouchily and bat the hand away. I hear a chuckle behind me. I think it's the red-head again.
"Off it princess." Yep, it's the red-head. I feel the bed shift under me and a weight settle in the crook of my bend knees. Maybe, he'll see how soft the bed is and fall asleep himself. That way I can sleep.
"Five minutes then. Just because I'm a nice guy." Boy, only nice? That's an understatement; he's the most pleasant character(coughsarcasmcough). I started falling back asleep when I was rudely awakened, but this time it wasn't shaking. The damn prat simply decided to pick me the hell up. He slung me over his shoulder—like a sack—and started walking away form MY bed.
He put me down in front of a door and before I could hit him in the shins, as I was fully prepared to do, he handed me black clothes that by the looks of them were the same type that all the people here were wearing.
"Have these on and out in about 20 minutes." I stared at him dumbfounded.
"If you haven't noticed. I am no guy. 20 minutes is not half as much time as I need." In all reality, I would be ready in half that time; I'm not exactly the woman in pink(coughAeriscough). If he gave me more time, I could get ready and get more SLEEP. If you haven't figured it out yet, sleep happens to be my favorite pastime. He rubbed his temples irritably.
"Fine 30 minutes. That's all your getting." He left my room, mumbling something along the lines of 'annoying women'. I went into the bathroom and started up on my morning routine. My body still hurt all over form the battle that they captured me in, in the first place. I wonder if everyone over at Traverse Town misses me. Hm…I surely miss them. I put on the strange clothes that he gave me and was ready to go. By ready to go, I mean ready to limp right back to bed and fall on it. As I said before, I was done in 15 minutes and had 15 to spare.
My nap time was cut short however at the door to my room opened again. Damn it, just my luck.
"Only Axel would trust you on that bluff. Who takes 30 minutes to get ready?" I snorted.
"Would you believe me if I said I have a friend who does?" I asked not even trying to get up, or turn around for that matter.
"Perhaps." I hear the rather cryptic answer. Cryptic? This is Zexion. This guy's name is only one I remember. Oh right wait, so the red-head is Axel.
"So what's the blondie's name?" I ask out of curiosity. If I'll be working with them, might as well know them by name. Because referring to them as Mr. Jackass, the grim sociopath, and the interesting-looking blondie—as amusing as that is—can get tiring.
"Demyx." Zexion said while making his way over to me. "Please get up." I snort again.
"If I didn't what would you do?" I ask sulkily.
"I haven't decided yet, but it wouldn't be pretty." He said seriously, yet I could hear a note of amusement in his voice. I sighed and lifted myself off the bed. Damn it. He was already walking towards the door, and I followed him without a word. I'd love to simply beat him over the head for the cool exterior and making me get up, but something told me that wouldn't be a good idea.
We went out of the castle, slowly making our way to a ship that looked just like Sora's. I sat next to Demyx and he, after greeting me, launched into a covered monolog about our mission. For some 'odd' reason (coughexpectedreasoncough) I found it quite unnerving to wear these clothes and be greeted so nicely by them. I mean I actually felt like I fit in…not good, not good at all. I sighed and zoned out while looking out the window. I wonder where Aeris and Leon are. Heck, I wonder where Cloud and co. is as well.
About halfway through the ride I noticed something rather disturbing. Axel was at the wheel. AXEL WAS AT THE WHEEL! I'm gonna die! We are going to crash! I was so going to voice those concerns out loud until I noticed another very unnerving thing. The underworld was getting closer at an alarming speed. Why so fast? Isn't landing supposed to be…slow?
"Ummm…Axel?" I tapped his elbow hesitantly while still keeping an eye on the approaching world. He turned and gave me a questioning look…backtrack. THE DUMBASS TURNED…meaning he was NOT look where the heck he was going. All I could see was a rather large rock flying straight towards the ship and Zexion's alert voice seemed to fade into the distance as we approached the impending doom(dramatic isn't it?). The rock as it turned out had rather jagged edges and the small ship was split in half by the sheer force of the impact. Axel and I went flying in one direction while I could see Demyx and Zexion fading into the other. Then everything, quite suddenly(surprise, surprise), went black.
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The sensation returned to my finger tips, and then spread slowly throughout my body. I could faintly feel a weight on my shoulder, but I didn't bother myself with it considering that the pain in my abdomen caused me more than enough pain to forget the aforementioned weight. I opened my eyes with a disturbingly large amount of effort and saw the exact reason for the pain that I was currently in. There, laying in a diagonal over me was a heavy-looking metal sheet. Probably from the ship, if I were to guess. I sighed and tried getting up, when I felt the weight on my shoulder pull me down.
I turned my head slowly to the right and who else should I see, but the jerk himself. I huffed and tried getting him off me, but he wouldn't budge. I was certainly in no position to be able to do that anyway. So, I settled for the next best thing. Gathering up as much oxygen as I could pack in my longs I screamed. I should congratulate myself, being squashed by a metal plate and Axel, I still managed a rather loud "UP BASTARD" and a satisfying yelp form the aforementioned bastard.
She jumped up and off me with a bewildered expression on his face. He looked around frantically before he finally noticed me lying there with a death glare. He jumped to me immediately, lifting the bloody metal place off of me. I had no idea it was restricting my breathing so much. The moment it was off me I could not just manage shallow breaths, but actually breathe.
I jumped up, and even though my legs felt like they were going to give way I marched up to the red-head. He backed off a few steps with an apologetic expression. Oh he knew I was mad. I, exhibiting a great amount of restraint, stopped three feet away from him WITHOUT beating him up. Can you believe this, I had no idea I had that much self-control.
"Please explain to me how you, while driving a ship on a path with lots of resistance, up and decide to turn around and STOP paying attention to where you're going?" I fumed. He sighed and crossed his arms over his chest.
"Well, if a certain somebody didn't interrupt me, I wouldn't have." I rolled my eyes and resisted the urge to punch him. At this point I knew I was fighting a loosing battle. The prat wouldn't give in no matter the logic. Did that fact stop me, d'you think? Of course not.
"Perhaps, if you weren't lunging nose-first at breakneck speed, I wouldn't have interrupted." He opened his mouth to respond, but the both of us where in for a rather rude awakening. Axel's mouth shut and we both looked to our left at an interesting, albeit unwelcome sight.
There, approximately 10 feet away from us, stood a disgruntled-looking black…thing (for a lack of a better term, because I couldn't quite put my finger on the shape it was) with a heartless sign engraved on its chest.
Axe automatically jumped into a defensive stance with two giant shurikens appearing in both of his hands. I admired them for a moment before realizing that I didn't have any weapons. My shuriken was stripped from me when I was brought into the god forsaken castle. I saw that the figure wasn't planning on an attack any time soon so I took my chances and tapped Axel on the shoulder.
He turned around and looked at me while the figure jumped in the air bringing out a dangerous-looking claw. Sheesh, you'd think Axel'd learn from his first mistake(coughnot that it's my fault or anythingcough). The figure landed in between us as I rolled off to the side and Axel jumped out of the way. Since when did heartless have such sharp claws…and intimidating appearance?
I didn't get too much time to think on the matter however as I saw Axel fighting the thing. Now that I looked closer I could understand why I didn't recognize the shape form earlier. This 'blob' changed form. Actually it changed form while dancing away from all of Axel's strikes. I sighed; did I actually have to get up from my rather comfortable position of sitting here on the concrete? I watched Axel get hit form the back and turn around an angry array of flames. It looks like it.
I got up and then the realization from earlier hit me full force. I DIDN'T HAVE MY WEAPONS. Damn it. The heartless already saw me move and its attention was now drawn to me. I stood there like an idiot while the silhouette started moving towards me in a slow, deliberate manner. I gave it a nervous smile and backed away slowly.
"Axel where are you?" I asked with the same fake smile through gritted teeth. When you need him, he wasn't there. I sighed and tried talking to the thing. "So….nice weather we're having." I could have slapped myself for that failed attempt. Where do I get off talking about the weather? I didn't have to struggle for conversation topics any longer as I saw a red shuriken make its way clean through the black blob, that disappeared soon after. I glared at the smirking Axel not far away from. I was going to cuss him out, or something to the extent, but something rather alarming came to my attention before I got the chance.
"Hold it. You fight the heartless?" I asked at a loss. He nodded with a quizzical look on his face. Why did Sora try hunting these guys down anyway? If they were hunting heartless and he was hunting heartless, shouldn't they have been allies? I was thoroughly confused by that point. "So you're the good guys?" I asked myself rather than Axel, but got a cocky—
"Finally figured it out princess." anyway. So this means I can travel with these guys and help Sora nonetheless. Actually, this suited me. Change of scenery, change of characters…not that I liked Axel's company or anything(it's just that Leon could get boring. Don't tell him I said that).
Axel approached me and shook his head as he went past me. I turned around trying to catch up to him.
"Hey, what the hell was that look for?" I asked him huffily.
"I was just wondering if your princess as would get murdered at the Underdome." Underdome? What the hell was he talking about? I didn't have to ponder over that for long because we came across Pain and Panic—
"New competition at the Underdome! All Heroes welcome. If you're not a hero you can sign up nonetheless."
"Hey guys" Axel said approaching the two "I'd like to sign up for the next tournament with my partner over there." He pointed at me. The two helpers of Hades gave him a ticket and mumbled something I didn't hear on account of standing farther than I probably should have. He came to me with an arrogant grin.
"So I guess I'll find out." He said with a nod. I fumed…the IDIOT.
"Aren't you worried about your friends by any chance?" I asked remembering that we didn't see Zexion or Demyx since the accident.
"They're fine." He said assured. I really want to know why he was so certain of this. I shrugged my shoulders, whatever. He rolled his eyes and showed me a cell phone with a small message form Zexion. "Got it just now, was pretty sure it was from Zexion." He turned the phone towards himself and grinned. "Well, would you look at that, it is." I rolled my eyes.
"So what's this mission?" I asked him looking over the ticket that he handed to me.
"Fight Hades and win the cup." He said nonchalantly. I laughed bitterly; easier said than done, now isn't it.
