Axel ducks into the tent to find Demyx repacking his bag.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm going back to the organisaition, silly"
"What!"
"Isn't that what you wanted?"
" How could you think for a second thats what I wanted!"
"I-"
"Don't listen to him" comes Axel's voice, but his mouth hadn't opened. He steps out of the tent, coming face to face with an Axel clone. Demyx stands up behind the Axels, staring at the two in confusion. The copy was dressed in his organisaition 13 uniform, a gold chain peeking out threw the collar. Axel's hand flys to his neck, feeling for the locket. It's missing.
"He's not the real Axel" the Axel duplicate states, in a perfect angry tone. He grabs Demyx's arm "Are you ready?"
Axel lunges at the clone. "GET OFF HIM!"
Demyx falls to the ground as Axel pins his look-alike to the dirt.
Axel shoves a blade to his clone's neck. He shoves the real axel off him, his blades apearing as well.
Demyx jumps to his feet, lunging in between the two. "Stop it! I know how to fix this. both of you will battle me, I could regegnise axel's battle techniuqe anywhere."
Demyx thinks to himself, contemplaiting witch one to kill. "Axel #1 was whereing the same cloths as earlier and seems to have a little more emotion but axel #2 was whereing my locket and he does tend to make snap desions..."
"I'll fight you first" he states, pointing a deadly finger at the real Axel.