A/N: Ugh! sorry these chapters are so short! i keep thinking i'll make long chapters, then i dont. sorry. but i'll get them out quicker if i just do something like one scene for each chapter. of course later, i might make the chapters longer, we'll see...we'll see. anyway, this chapter felt a little rushed, my back is killing me and it might've effected my patience. anywho, lot less dialogue in this chappy! and, OMG, is that a plot i see forming? oh it is...it is...
Plot: the story's antagonist appears! yay! plot! :)
Disclaimer: Roxas wasn't the protagonist of KH, so...i think it's obvious i don't own it.
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A pale figure lay motionless in a darkened room. He wasn't sure what he was doing in this place, all he knew was that he had to get out. He'd been planning his escape for weeks now, but the medication and heavy security had hindered his previous attempts.
This time, however, he would be clearheaded and quick.
There was no time to waste, he had work to do after all, and there was little he could accomplish while still trapped here, wherever that may be.
Listening carefully from his spot on the bed, the man waited for the familiar figure to approach his door. There were no clocks, or even windows, in the room, so he had no idea what time it is, but judging by how long he'd been laying there, he knew someone would be by soon. He could hear distant shouting down the hall, and quiet sobs coming from the room next to him, but this was nothing new, so he ignored those sounds for now, intent only on listening for the footsteps of the woman who would enter his room at any moment. When the door finally creaked open the man couldn't help but tense.
It was time.
"Sir?" The sickeningly familiar woman approached his bed and flicked on the light, a smile graced her lips as she held a clipboard to her chest and stared at the man. "It's almost midday; would you like me to walk you down to the living area?"
The pale man nodded curtly and stood, too nervous to speak, though he was more than confident that his plan would be executed flawlessly.
He followed the short, dark-haired nurse down the hall into the common room. God, how he hated this place. The beige paint-peeling walls, the molding carpet…the smell. He suppressed a shudder. He would not miss it.
The nurse gave him a cheery wave before bounding off towards the desk.
Calmly scouting the room for a familiar head of hair, the man finally spotted a platinum-haired man a few strides away by one of the dingy windows. The figure stood erect, staring blindly out the window with a certain, undeniable air of importance. Another man, slightly shorter and with a dulling brown head of hair seemed to be talking to the platinum haired gentleman, but was no doubt simply reciting his favorite play again. That's all he ever really did, it seemed.
Our protagonist approached the two, feeling his confidence rise with every step. He knew this plan of his would work. He stopped just beside the platinum haired man, waiting for the other to speak and ignoring the brown haired man entirely.
"What business do you have here?"
He tried not to shiver under the man's gaze, he was very intimidating, but there was no time for that. The brown haired male continued to mumble lines under his breath, his gaze not really focused on anything in particular.
The pale man smirked arrogantly and turned to the platinum haired man, standing in a very challenging stance. This wouldn't be difficult. "I've heard rumors about you." He said casually.
The other man sneered, swinging his abnormally long hair as he turned to face the pale man addressing him. Anger etched in his features.
"What, rumors?"
The pale man met his gaze. "They say you're not human," he paused to glance at the door, making sure the bubbly nurse was still standing by the desk. "They seem to think you're some kind of…monster."
The anger on the man's face turned to fury in the matter of an instant. He lunged forward, placing a harsh blow on the other man's cheek, sending him crashing painfully to the floor.
Warm blood trickled down his chin. He held back a victorious grin as the platinum haired male bent down, grabbing the bleeding man's shirt and yanking him upward, inciting a painful cry from the paler figure.
He slammed the man against the window. "A monster, huh?" The figure pulled a fist back and was about to continue attacking when a shrill cry was heard from behind him.
"Sephiroth!" (A/N: dun-dun-duuuuuh-nuh, Seph-i-roth!)
The nurse ran forward with two security guards and restrained Sephiroth. While the two guards dragged Sephiroth back towards his room, the nurse turned on the other man who had now slumped to the floor, feeling the blood from his head seep into his clothing.
She bent down, "Are you alright?" She shook her head, answering herself with a mumbled, "of course you're not," before he had time to respond. She pulled a small phone off her belt and began talking into it. Her words weren't important so he ignored her, vaguely hoping he didn't have concussion. There certainly was a lot of blood…
Another man walked briskly through the doors and looked around for the nurse. She noticed him first and called out to him.
"Leon!"
The man named Leon approached the two, looking between them before his gaze finally settled on the girl.
"What happened here, Yuffie?"
The nurse, Yuffie, shook her head. "I'm not sure. The two of them were just standing by the window and, I guess he must've said something because then Sephiroth just went crazy and started punching him." They both looked at the man still sitting on the floor. "We need to get him to the doctor."
Leon nodded, bending down wordlessly and helping the other man up. Together, the three of them walked down a long hallway, stopping at the very last door and knocking quietly.
An elderly man opened the door and stared at them. A few words were exchanged, explaining the situation, before Leon and Yuffie left, leaving the man alone with the doctor.
The doctor made a motion for the man to set himself down on the table. He did as he was told and shifted himself so he had a straight-on view of the window. He had only been in this office a few times before, and gathered that they couldn't have been more than a story or two off the ground. Not to mention the glass wasn't reinforced like the windows in the common room, this window was meant to be opened…
The doctor scowled, not bothering to hide his distaste as he started to clean the man's wounds, making no effort to be gentle. He examined the injury on the back of the pale man's head, saying that it didn't seem serious, before walking towards the sink and dumping the bloodstained cloths into a bin and searching the cabinets for bandages.
The other man waited patiently, watching the doctor's every move. He'd only get one shot at this, and he had to get it right. When the doctor's back was turned, the patient slid silently off the examining table and approached him from behind. As the doctor turned back with gauze in hand, the other male punched him hard across the skull, sending him into an unconscious heap on the floor.
The man grinned victoriously and turned to the window. Yes, this was easier than he thought. Making quick work of the lock using one of the doctor's instruments, the man shoved the window open quietly, sticking his head out into the cool spring air.
Looking down he saw, much to his own delight, that the doctor's office was, indeed, only on the second floor. Scanning the area, and seeing no one else about, he shot one more glance at the still unconscious doctor before swinging his legs over the windowsill and throwing himself outside.
He landed with a dull thud, freezing a moment and keeping low to the ground, in case anyone noticed his decent. When no alarms were raised he crouched low and scurried off into the trees, silently congratulating himself and making a mental note to dispose of his soiled clothing before anyone noticed he was gone.
He didn't want the dogs smelling his blood.
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A/N: so yeah, don't know how proud i am of it. it's too short but i wanted to get it posted and i didnt wanna drag it out any more than it needed to be. was it too confusing? not using names? i might rework this later, dunno. Demyx and Zexion are coming up in the next chapter. yay!
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