Chapter 2:
Sage
Auron stared at the sky, feeling the cold rain fall on his face. The wind knocked back his duster, and the duster glistened with the raindrops. His eyes were oblivious to the rain, just staring into the sky, as if waiting for something to fall out of the sky and answer all his questions.
Nothing came. Oh well. It was worth a try.
His brown eyes wandered down to the path, and he started walking again, only stopping at a crossroads. He chose a random path, and walked down it.
At the end of the path, he saw a house, which seemed to glow with the light of the moon. All of the colors of the rainbow could be seen on the house, proving its value.
Auron ran over to it, and noticed the sign. He grabbed the door and ran in.
The sign said:
Heartless and Nobody expert!
Need some help explaining Heartless and nobodies? Come here!
Unarox slammed against a barely clothed man, fighting with him to see who would stay standing. He wore red underwear and long boots, and that was it.
He was wearing a wrestler outfit.
The man was wearing blue underwear, but the same in all the other ways. This man was a professional wrestler, often drunk. He was also bi-sexual, sadly.
The man grabbed Unarox and slammed him down onto the mat. They were in a ring, also like in wrestling. The man pinned him down and Unarox started struggling.
"Don't give your opponent a chance to break through your barrier," the man said. "Let's try again." As Unarox started to get ready, the man shook his head. "No. That's not what I mean. Let's try this again, freely." The man said, giving Unarox an idea of what he was talking about. "Now go do it and come back here. I'll have do the same and be here." Unarox growled. "Fine. You got an extra hour with me."
Unarox walked to one of the bathrooms and started taking off his clothes. That was what the man meant. Another time, naked. And he had to do it. There was no other choice.
He walked back to the ring, seeing the man there as well.
"There. Done. Happy, Coper?" Unarox asked.
"Call me Lycanthrope, for one, two, you got an extra day, naked, in the ring, fighting, with me," Coper said, freely showing off his privates. He charged Unarox, knocking him down, yet again. Unarox forced Coper to roll over, so he was on his back. He started punching Coper's face, repeatedly. Coper, in defense, slammed his knee into Unarox's unprotected privates, making Unarox roll over in pain. Coper rolled back onto Unarox and started hitting him. Blood welled up in Unarox's mouth, and he spit it into Coper's eyes. It hit, and Coper released his grip. Unarox slammed his knee into Coper's privates, making him roll over, and Unarox along with him. Unarox pinned Coper down, hard, and kneed him in the gut roughly. Coper went into a fetal position, and Unarox stood up. He grabbed Coper by his hair and forced him up. Unarox punched him repeatedly on the face, dragged him over to the pole, and slammed his head on it. He threw Coper into the ropes and ran towards him, arm outstretched, so Coper hit it and fell on his naked butt. Coper, lying down and naked, showed more muscles than before, and Unarox were wondering if he had even penetrated that hard skin.
Unarox, dismissing the thought, put his elbow out and jumped out onto Coper, elbow first. He righted himself so his mouth was facing Coper's and slammed his knee into Coper's privates. He kept it there and changed the pressure at will, until Coper finally was able to lift his hand and squeezed Unarox's privates, his sign to stop.
Unarox stopped and stood up. Coper used the rope to get up, and looked directly at Unarox.
"Good. Now do that for 25 more hours, and we'll be done for the day," Coper said, and Unarox groaned. "Fine. You want some more? 49 hours," he said, and charged at Unarox once again.
Auron sat on the cushioned chair, soaking it with the raindrops falling from the duster and his hair.
An old man came in.
"Well, would you like to learn the mysteries of heartless and nobodies?" the old man asked.
"Why the hell do you think I came here?" Auron asked, annoyed. Obviously he had come here for a reason. That was the most obvious reason.
"Well, the heartless are beings without hearts, often taken by another heartless. They breed and spread quickly, and are killed only by certain ways. When a person has had their heart taken out, and if they have a strong enough heart, a nobody is also created. A nobody sometimes may still have a human figure, but often times they are just turned into a creature. There are many types of heartless and nobodies, but the types of nobodies match with that of the Organization's, an organization of thirteen nobodies, member's types. The heartless are just random.
"Nobodies are smarter than heartless, since they still have all of the human characteristics, except their heart. Therefore, they cannot have feelings, but there are rare occasions when they do have feelings."
He paused for a second, as if to let Auron take it all in. "The Organization is, like I said, made of thirteen members, each with a different element. They control their type of nobodies, as well.
"The heartless and nobodies hate each other, and have always been that way, ever since the first nobodies were made. Only recently have they actually called a war on it, The War of Hearts. The Light and Twilight sides were sucked into it, therefore creating the catastrophe that occurs now," the old man said.
Auron thought about this for a second. "Thanks! By the way, what is your name?"
"Ansem the Wise," the old man said, and Auron walked out.