Summary-When Demyx falls through a magic mirror he ends up in an alternate world where he is the ruler of the known worlds. As the Nocturne adjusts to the reality he is trapped in his evil twin begins a campaign to enslave the worlds Sora has fought to free from the darkness.
Pairings-Zemyx, AkuRoku, RikuSora.
Through A Mirror Darkly
Chapter One
Hollow Bastion
Ansem's Study
Demyx sighed as he walked around the study that once belonged to Ansem the Wise before the Original Six overthrew him and cast him out. The study was a complete mess. Pieces of broken furniture scattered around the floor along with books and various works of art.
There was a large painting of Xehanort hanging behind the desk once occupied by Ansem before the Heartless came. Demyx scowled as he looked around the upturned study for a mirror Xemnas wanted but so far his search had proven to be fruitless. In all honesty Demyx would rather be here than out there battling Sora and his allies.
The Melodious Nocturne pulled down the painting but he only saw strange words and symbols on the wall behind it. So far he couldn't find any trace of a mirror that remotely resembled Xemnas' description.
The mirror was supposed to be the size of a grown man with a black frame and a snake etched into the obsidian framework. Xemnas didn't tell Demyx the purpose of the mirror and Demyx was smart enough not to ask questions about it. Instead he took the mission and managed to enter the study without anyone noticing.
The battle in Hollow Bastion was the perfect diversion for Demyx. This part of the city was deserted because of the number of Heartless invading the city from the Great Maw. Xemnas had sent Xigbar to confront the Keyblade Master at the entrance to the Crystal Fissure. Demyx glanced around the study once again before letting out a groan of frustration. There was no mirror in this room but he really didn't want to go back to the Superior empty handed again.
Right now things within the Organization were unstable to say the least. Axel had gone rogue and he was looking for a way to spate Sora and Roxas permanently. Demyx couldn't say he wanted Axel to succeed in his quest.
The red head had lost any ties with Demyx the moment he ordered Zexion's execution. Just thinking about the lavender haired Schemer brought on painful memories and sensations for the blond. He'd always cared for Zexion even though he was supposed to be incapable of feeling anything.
Demyx was intelligent enough to never question the Superior but when he was alone he would wonder about such things as feelings. He had lost his heart but the remnants of emotions were still there within him. Nobodies were souls made flesh.
They could remember what it was like to feel. Sometimes Demyx would have flashes of his old life, mainly his parents. He remembered something they told him once. A heart is just an organ that pumps blood through your body. A soul is what makes you special.
Demyx couldn't remember their faces but he did remember that one thing they told him long ago. He never told anybody about those memories of his old life but then again no one ever bothered to get to know the Nocturne anyway.
He was the idiotic, bouncy, hyperactive member of the Organization. Number IX often wondered just why he was part of Organization XIII. He was a useless fighter and he often ran from a battle, terrified for his life, if it could be called that anymore.
The only other member who even looked at him twice was Zexion. Maybe the Cloaked Schemer did it out of pity but he offered to help Demyx out and show him around. The Nocturne was afraid to call Zexion his friend just in case the Schemer was under orders to be nice to him. Number VI usually kept to himself and was often in the library reading a book it was easy for Demyx to locate the lavender haired man. Even if Zexion pitied him because he was alone Demyx appreciated the time Zexion made for him.
Then Axel had been ordered by the Superior to execute most of the Original Six. Marluxia wanted to overthrow the Superior and take control of the Organization but Demyx couldn't care less about that. All that mattered was that Axel killed Zexion and that left the blond sitar player without a friend. It wasn't supposed to hurt but that night Demyx locked himself in his room and cried for the only friend he had.
The blond water user let out a cry of frustration then slammed his fist into the nearest wall. He didn't want to mess up another mission but he had the ability to turn the simplest of missions into the most gruelling of tasks. He had no doubt the Superior would turn him into a Dusk when he got back because of his failures. As Demyx pondered his very bleak future the sound of a door sliding open was heard and Demyx saw a section of the wall opening up.
"Looks like my luck's changing." Demyx grinned as he entered the hidden corridor that led out into a vast chamber.
The chamber housed what looked like thousands of red capsules about the size of a fully grown human. Each capsule lined the walls and reached far up towards the dark ceiling. Demyx glanced down over the railing and he could make out a metal floor below.
He squeaked when he realized there was a person down there so he turned and made his way to the other side of the balcony. He stopped when he entered a computer room and sighed with relief when he noticed the place was deserted.
Demyx spotted a console directly in front of a large computer screen. Maybe there was something in the computer system that could tell him where the mirror was. Deciding it was worth a shot Demyx went to the console and observed the keys. The screen was already lit up and displayed a picture of Ansem the Wise. Someone had recently used this screen then left it on. No doubt the battle outside for Hollow Bastion was the first priority for everyone here.
"Let's see what I can find." Demyx started tapping some keys. The main system had already been accessed and he didn't need the password. "Maybe Ansem had an art collection."
Demyx tapped a few more keys then a screen popped up providing the information he was seeking. Ansem the Wise did indeed possess an art collection and among the rare antiquities he collected there was a large black mirror.
Demyx could've laughed when he saw where he could locate the mirror. Ansem had another secret chamber and it could also be accessed from the main study. There was a switch on the desk that was invisible to the naked eye but Demyx found instructions on how to use it.
The blond left the computer room quickly and made his way back towards the main study room. He immediately roamed around the desk looking for the invisible switch. It was located under the desk and his finger pressed it into the wood.
Demyx glanced behind him when the walls covered in writing and symbols slid back to reveal another corridor. Demyx swallowed then he entered the cool corridor that took him to another door. Pushing the door open he stepped into a chamber and gaped at what he saw.
There were statues, chests of gold and jewels, large rubies set on pedestals and within display cases. The treasure in this room was more than enough to pay for the rebuilding of Hollow Bastion and then Demyx set his eyes on his prize. The mirror was leaning heavily against the back wall of the treasure room. The glass was smooth and utterly flawless. The snake design was beautiful to behold but it held darkness with the glass. Demyx could practically feel the darkness radiating off of the object.
"The Superior's gonna love this." Demyx grinned as he approached the mirror. For once he was able to complete a very important mission for Number I and there was no way he was going to screw up.
"What the hell are you doing in here?" a pissed off voice barked out behind him. Demyx whirled around to see a tall brunet carrying a scary sword with a gun handle for a hilt.
"Oh crap..." Demyx gulped.
"You're from the Organization. How did you get in here?" the scarred man ordered harshly.
"Listen I just came for the mirror so let me take it. No harm, no foul right?" Demyx stammered fearfully.
"You attacked Hollow Bastion." The brunet snarled as he approached Demyx.
"No I didn't." Demyx cried as he backed away then he summoned his sitar.
"You're not leaving this room." The brunet stated with an icy tone of voice. Demyx gulped as he continued to back away then he fell heavily against the mirror.
His fingers brushed the glass then his felt his hand hit something on the frame. It felt like a switch but before he could do anything he fell onto the glass and suddenly his body was being dissolved into thick liquid.
He tried to scream out when the liquid encased his writhing body but it was look falling into quicksand, the more he struggled the worse it got. While he lay within the liquid he suddenly felt something cold brush against his body. Demyx tried to see what it was but all he caught sight of was a pair of cold sea green eyes.
Demyx caught a flash of dark hair, a terrifying scowl on a pale face and those frozen eyes. The Nocturne was suddenly ripped away from the liquid and expelled onto the floor. He landed hard on the cold ground, his knees and hands in pain as he struggled to breathe again after travelling through whatever the hell he has just gone through. Once he got is breath back Demyx stood up on shaky legs and glanced around to get his bearings. He blinked once twice, and then shook his head to clear the dizziness.
He was standing in a dark chamber that was home to various treasures but this couldn't be the same room he had just entered from in Hollow Bastion. The scarred brunet had vanished from sight and Demyx breathed out his relief as he made his sitar banish amide bubbles and water. The blond leaned against the wall to get his strength back then he noticed that mirror on the wall next to him. He stumbled away from the mirror and gulped down his right.
It looked like an ordinary mirror but there was no way in Kingdom Hearts Demyx was going to touch it again anytime soon. A cold breeze filtered into the chamber, causing the blond to wrap his cloak around his lithe body. He took one more look at the mirror then left the chamber. Upon entering the study he knew that something was terribly wrong with this whole scenario. The study was not the one he had entered from and he could tell the very obvious differences.
The desk was now a thick metal table and a black chair was situated behind it. There looked like various torture devices on the desk and the entire decor of the room was dark and completely menacing. On the floor was a plush black carpet. The walls were dark and weapons hung from hooks on the walls. There were swords, maces, knives and other weapons Demyx couldn't find a name for. Stepping out of the corridor Demyx called up a dark portal that would take him into the Hollow Bastion marketplace.
Demyx stepped out of the portal on the edge of the marketplace but he stepped in his tracks when he took in the sight of the town. This couldn't be Hollow Bastion, it was impossible. The marketplace had been stripped of its stalls and a large statue of a man holding a sword in one hand had been set up in the centre of the market area. Demyx noticed that a few people were walking around the market area and there were various shops set up. Some people were leaving offerings of food and munny at the base of the statue.
"What is going on?" Demyx gulped. For some reason the version of Hollow Bastion was even darker than the one he had left. He couldn't see the face of the statue from where he stood.
"I better report to Xemnas. This is just too freaky." Demyx was about to teleport out when a sharp gasp sounded next to him. Turning he saw an old man woman shaking violently as if she were terrified by his mere presence.
"The Emperor is among us!" she cried out and everyone in the marketplace stopped what they were doing.
"Emperor Demyx!" the crowd chanted in unison and they got down on their knees, placing their faces on the ground.
"E-Emperor?" he gulped in horror. What were these people talking about?
"My Lord, you grace us with your presence. We were not expecting you today. Please forgive us!" the old woman pleaded from the ground.
"Your Lord?" Demyx glanced at the silent crowd who were still bowing before him. What in Kingdom Hearts was going on? He was no Emperor!
"Take our offerings my Lord." A man spoke up and Demyx turned to the direction of the voice.
"But I'm not an Emperor!" Demyx cried. This was becoming extremely unnerving as the man glanced up with fright in his eyes.
"Of course my Lord! You are a God among men! The Conqueror of Worlds." the man cried helplessly.
"What the hell?" Demyx yelled and everyone cowered even further against the ground. "This isn't real. I'm having a really wacky dream."
"Sire..." the man asked meekly. "We built this statue to commemorate your victory over your enemy Ansem."
"Ansem?" Demyx punched his arm, internally begging to wake up. This had to be a dream.
"Please my Lord, examine the statue and tell us if we have done you justice." The man pleaded.
"I'm dreaming I have to be!" Demyx exclaimed as he nervously approached the statue. The people backed away and kept their heads bowed.
"Is it to your satisfaction?" the man asked.
Demyx couldn't speak. His whole body was numb from shock and utter disbelief. The statue was of him dressed in some kind of battle armour. He was holding a sword in his right hand but it was the object in his left hand that made Demyx's mouth drop open. He was holding up Ansem the Wise's severed head by his hair and a victorious expression was plastered on his face. Finally the blond found his voice and he screamed.
His body was numb as he breathed heavily. His fists were clenched near his head as he forced his body to sit up. A scowl formed on his lips and his cold eyes opened to take in his surroundings. The Emperor examined the chamber he had been dumped within and the anger was beginning to boil with him. The last thing he remembered was standing in his private chambers getting ready to play with his favourite pet when a force of magical energy literally tore him out of his world.
He recalled being sucked into dark liquid and brushing against something within that liquid prison. It had felt oddly familiar and then he had been expelled onto this hard, cold floor. Whoever did this was going to pay severely. No doubt the damn Rebellion was behind this pathetic attempt to kill him. Leon was a persistent son of a bitch when he wanted to be but Merlin had been executed two years ago so how could Leon cast this kind of spell?
This wouldn't be the first time the rebellion used magic to try and kill the dark Emperor but the last time they tried it Merlin had been publicly executed. The wizard was the last of his kind and now Demyx held the power in the worlds he had conquered. Whoever did this was going to be punished until they plead for a quick death. Demyx never granted a quick death to those who opposed him. Leon was behind this, he was sure of it.
"I'm going to fucking kill him." Demyx snarled as he stood to his full height.
"What the hell?" a familiar voice asked and Demyx felt a grin touch his lips. There stood Leon, the leader of the Rebellion, brandishing that Gunblade of his.
"Hello to you too Leon." Demyx drawled. The Emperor stopped when he noticed something. Leon's hair was longer and he only had one scar on his face.
"What did you do with that mirror?" Leon demanded. Demyx raised an eyebrow before turning his head to the side and catching sight of a large mirror.
"What happened to that other scar Leon?" Demyx asked as he approached the man.
"What the hell are you talking about?" the brunet was in a fighting stance. "You won't leave here alive."
"I don't know where here is or how I got here but I am more than willing to learn." Demyx grinned at his prey. "As for you..." raising his right hand Demyx unleashed a bolt of lightning on Leon that sent the man flying through the air. "You're gonna beg for the death you so desire."
As Demyx tossed another lightning bolt at Leon he smiled, thinking about how he killed Larxene and stole her power. Oh yes, his ability to absorb the powers of his fallen enemies really came in handy at moments like this. After he got through with this pathetic human he would leave and go back to his castle.
Whatever happened to him Demyx was going to find answers.
Note-there will be a physical description of alternate Demyx in the next chapter while the Melodious Nocturne encounters Zexion and Axel. Till next time my lovelies!