Hello friends, today we're going to see the happy world of Halloween Town and the Happy Adventures of Demyx and his happy guardians.

YEAH RIGHT!

More like, today we're going to see why Larxene has become an even crazier bitch and why Oogie is alive. That's more like it. And it seems so soon, but I have chapters stored up sometimes. 3 and 4 were written at once, but five will take longer unless I have nothing to do.

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"Under the orders of Oogie Boogie, you will meet your demise here!"

Those kunai really packed a punch. He stood up as the savage cackled in glee (and Diablos joined her) and pulled the throwing weapons out of his back. Auron and Xaldin were still rattling the cage bars and attempting to saw them with their swords and such.

"Demyx, don't go easy on her!" Xaldin commanded. "She's not the Larxene we knew! She's being controlled by someone else!"

"Quiet lancer, this isn't your fight!" She raised her arm to him and a thick layer of shadow covered his mouth, muffling his warnings. "Keep talking and I'll cover your nose next." Demyx looked wide-eyed at his companions. Auron was still hammering away at the bars with the Spider's Kiss. Larxene was annoyed.

"You think you're so dangerous with that sword of yours, but do you wanna see something really poisonous?" She waved her fingers up and down and his broadsword transformed into a cobra that wrapped its self around his legs. He froze, trying not to startle it, and certainly not anger it. But then again, he was dead. Why should it matter if he was bitten by a deadly snake? So he began to rattle the cage even more.

Demyx was stumped. He knew that was Larxene, and knew it wasn't her fault, but it would've been nice if there was an aeon that removed mind control spells or something! "Look, Larxene, just tell us what this Boogie guy wants and let them go!"

"I might as well tell you, since you're going to die anyway," she smirked. "Oogie Boogie wants to control all of Halloween Town to pay for all the times he's been shut away by that Skellington freak. And with Diablos and I at his side, he's unstoppable! Plus, I'll get to rule a nice chunk of it too!"

"Yeah, so he's gonna control all of this world just like he's using you!" Auron said from above.

"I thought I took care of you already! Hmph! Diablos, set those two free and take care of them while I concentrate on this moron." The devil obeyed and the cages dissolved. Xaldin and Auron fell down and were cornered by the dark aeon. Auron tore the shadow strip off of the lancer's mouth.

"Thanks, I guess I'll have to repay you," he sarcastically thanked.

"Then make yourself useful by helping kill off this thing!" he yelled, and the sword-snake had become his trusty Masamune again, despite being in the ridiculous vampire costume.

On the other side of the room, Demyx was still confronting the princess.

"There's no way that you'd do something like this! He tricked you into it Larxene! Please, wake up!" he screamed at her, the piercing from the kunai still throbbing on his backside.

"Come on, I'm not going to give up that easily! Why don't you just quit now and join the revolution?"

Join the revolution. That was always in his life. And every time he heard it, someone he knew got hurt.

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They had been bothering him for hours about the same stupid question. They had been treating him like a best friend when really he was just going to be used as a pawn, just like Zexion and Lexaeus were.

No one cared about him.

"Demyx, don't you understand that we need your help? You're one of the only ones that can help us!" Larxene had told him. Yeah right, that's just because he was the only lower rank member that had tried his hardest to stay out of it all. One, two, three, and seven were in their own little pool of danger, and Axel was too wound up in his losses to side with the assassin. They hadn't seen Vexen in three days and figured he was dead. And ten, well, ten never cared about anything except his financial issues.

All he wanted to do was practice his songs. The one that made him able to slip away into nothingness while everyone else fought.

As we were, so perfect, so happy.
They'll remember, only our smiles 'cause that's all they've seen.
Long since dried, when we are found, are the tears in which we had drowned.
As we were, so perfect, so happy.

He wished they actually liked him. He liked them.

"Do you realize what potential you can have if you stop defending the superior and those other pompous pricks? Just quit now and join the revolution! What do you say?" Marluxia asked.

"It's the only way for you to survive!" Larxene chimed in.

"Come on Demyx! Join the revolution!"

"Join us!"

He sighed, and pushed them both away to get to his exit. He turned around and only said this:

"I've always wanted to think of you two as my friends, and if you were, then I'd do anything for you. It just hasn't been so apparent that you aren't until now." He walked out of the parlor and through the halls of Castle Oblivion. He never cried. Everyone called him a crybaby, but he never actually shed tears in front of anyone.

Today he did. It had never, ever been so clear that he was alone in that Organization, like a real Nobody was supposed to be. He didn't even remember his real life, like Roxas, and never had any friends. He wanted Marluxia and Larxene and anyone to truly like him for himself, but they only wanted to use him.

It almost made him feel…guilty…when they died.

So perfect, so happy.

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There was this anger that sprang from him with this unnatural aura that Larxene could see. He pulled out his water guitar and his eyes narrowed onto the nymph.

"You tried to hurt my guardians…my only friends…" he said as he staggered towards her. "You'd think it'd be bad enough the first time, when you all died on us, but no, you're trying to ruin my life again, and I won't let that happen!"

He was wearing a different expression by now, one that no one had ever seen in Demyx, Organization or guardian-wise. He was angry, and not "I'll forgive you tomorrow" angry, but was enraged.

Auron and Xaldin saw him while they were dodging a series of gravity orbs thrown by Diablos.

"Don't you think we should be helping him by now?" Xaldin asked as he threw another sextet of pikes at the aeon. He used another wave of black as a shield, and the weapons sunk into it. "Did you just see that? That bastard just swallowed up my lances!"

"If only we had something bigger to just turn it into a piece of paper by force!" Auron said, struggling to break Diablos's skin. "It's an aeon, so we can't kill it!"

"Oh, we need something…bigger?"

"No, we need a damn chisel and a hammer. What do you think?"

"Calm down, calm down, I have something that will knock 'em out!" Xaldin cracked his knuckles and called a few more lances, well, a few hundred maybe. They stacked onto each other and were shaped to make a giant dragon. "Maybe this will help?"

"Yeah…maybe."

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He was trying his best but neither of them were getting hit. He sent cascades and cascades of water at her, and she sent kunai after kunai, but they were just too swift! He tried a different tactic by bringing a few clones to help, but she cut through them like butter. His energy was draining quickly and he didn't think he could last much longer. But he couldn't stop! His pride wouldn't let him!

He tried to concentrate on breathing. He wasn't getting much of that in. He saw Xaldin's gigantic spear dragon fighting off Diablos, with claws out, grueling screeches, and the devil's blood on the ground.

Demyx looked back up to finish off the fight, but Larxene was nowhere to be found. His bloodshot eyes raced around the room and he began to twitch.

"Behind you, my nocturne!"

He fell right into her web when he turned around. He saw more blood, his own black Nobody blood, spraying out of his stomach. The golden kunai slid from his neck to his navel with a clean cut. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't move, he couldn't think for that matter, as he fell on his back. Larxene smiled and licked off the blood at the end of the point. "I think it's about time we finish this off!"

She held the kunai like a knife and aimed right for his exposed heart. Everything was blurring around him, and he wanted to scream 'Somebody, please save me!' but it was either his health or his pride again. Larxene dove for her target when suddenly she was blocked by a certain swordsman. Auron looked down to see the fallen summoner and swung his weapon to knock the princess against the wall.

"Demyx! Demyx, you idiot, get up!" he screamed. He couldn't really figure out why he was caring. He was about to strangle the guy for roping him into this whole thing, but he got one thing out of it all.

Demyx didn't have any friends. He's so annoying because he wanted people to like him.

He needed someone that could take care of him and act like a friend to him. Even if Demyx was powerless, he'd still be trying to travel the universe with some mystery man and some ungrateful dragoon just so he wouldn't be alone anymore. That's why he wanted to become a summoner.

He wanted a guardian.

Larxene lifted herself up and fanned more projectiles in her hand. They were shining with this odd light, and sparks were flying form them. "I'm not going down so easily, Samurai. Try these Boomerang Bolts on for size!" The kunai zigged and zagged to the swordsman and shield himself. He hit every oncoming light, but there was one that circled him and by the time it stopped, it was aimed right at his heart. It was too late, even if he was just a spirit, something to the heart is always…

But it stopped midair, with a clank on the floor. He saw the nymph, trying to pull something off of her neck. It was long and round, like a giant rope, made out of water. Auron looked back to Demyx, who was now propped up onto his shaking legs.

"If I can't beat the jerk out of you, I'll just strangle him out!" he growled in pain. His body was still flinching and Larxene was coughing and gasping for air. "I'm not going down so easily either, and whoever you are Oogie Boogie, get out of her!"

After a few more seconds she collapsed and fell into sweet unconsciousness. A puff of green smoke left her lips and went in the atmosphere. Demyx smiled at his work, then a sharp surge went through his knees. He didn't want to hit the ground again, and luckily he didn't. His left arm was caught on Auron's shoulder as he was limp again. He saw his guardian's face and smiled.

"I hate having to be carried around by someone else, but—"

"That's what friends are for right?" the swordsman winked. "You tried your best, so give it a rest."

"You don't mean that…no one ever means that…" the musician said, his words drifting like the possessor. "I already know I annoy the living heck out of you, so you don't have to lie."

"I said to give it a rest, so listen to your freaking guardian!"

Demyx laughed. "Nah, I'm not too good at following directions."

Clap…clap…clap…

They both looked to the far corner of the room where the birdcages were smashed in and saw what looked like a flour sack mocking them. A very dirty, freaky, and hellish flour sack.

"We'll I'm glad I could catch up to see your little reunion, right boys?" he mocked while tossing a pair of neon dice in his hands. "But you knocked down my Voodoo Baby, so now you'll have to pay to the Oogie Boogie Gamblin' Man! The baddest, scariest, most frightening…what is that noise?"

Demyx's guitar had now finished a spooky melody of its own, bringing his lapdog, literally, to his aid. He just wanted to kill this thing and get it over with. His back still hurt.

"Look Cerberus, it's a new chew toy! Go get the big chew toy!"

The three-headed dog ran to the flour sack and was ready to pounce on him.

"Oh crap," the gambler said. He was now being chewed by the monster and his skin was tugged and torn. Cerberus shook his head around to tear him up even more. Holes were ripping and bugs were seeping out of him, making little screams that could barely be heard. All that was left were a few pieces of his cloth skin, not big enough to store any baking substances.

"Well, that takes care of that," Auron said.

"Yeah…but what happened to Xaldin?"

"Oh, about that…he said he could handle it."

Clearly he couldn't.

He had the paper crumpled in his hand, it was just where he was, which was in the lap of Diablos, getting smothered like a baby doll. "All I did was whistle that music and now I'm his damn kid! Why must everything you want have to act like a puppy?" the dragoon asked, infuriated.

"Hehe…I'm sorry?" Then something else rang his memory bell. "Wait a minute, Larxene!" He ran back to see the strangled not-so frightening princess and her condition. Auron was stupefied. He had just dumped all of his feelings of reject and anger onto her, an obvious catalyst of that, and now he wanted to see if her was okay? How strange.

"Larxene! Larxene! Wake up!" he said. He shook her body to awaken her, but was quickly slapped across his left cheek.

"What the hell do you think you're doing? I'm awake you idiot!" the savage nymph yelled. "Where did you come from anyway? All I can remember was some guy saying that I'd get some nice power, and then the bastard tricks me! And where did you come from? And who's that guy? And why is Xaldin playing house with…what is that?"

"Er…that's a lot to answer!" Demyx laughed while scratching his head. "I met up with Auron when I was in the Underworld and we're going around so I can be a summoner. And we found Xaldin in a castle and he's being smothered by a summon, or aeon, right now."

"Oh…I guess that makes sense. NO, actually, it doesn't."

Auron wondered why the two didn't get along. She was as nuts as he was, maybe more.

"So what are you going to do now?" Auron asked.

"First I'll get out of this crappy world, and then I'll…I don't know."

"You could always come with us if you want!" Demyx reached his hand to the fallen ex-member. She was reluctant to take it, but gladly stood up again.

Auron was stumped yet again. She just tried to slice him open, unintentionally, and he was letting her on the Falcon Peak in an instant. How could he be so trusting?

"Do you really mean it or are you just being nice to me because I've been possessed?"

"I meant it!"

"Yay! Thank you!" she cheered and hugged Demyx, cutting off his air supply. He was just happy she was back to normal. No more crazy green glaze, just the same old blue on. "Your ship better be big, and we better not be teleporting everywhere because that'll waste a lot of energy and is there food on board? I'm starving. Xaldin, get out of Daddy's lap and hurry up!"

The guardians were left behind by the two, and had just lost five IQ points from her rambling. The swordsman laughed. "Come on, they'll leave without us. You want to get out of that costume, right?"

"Damn you, Auron! Get me off of this thing! Hey…no! Stop walking and get back here! Auron! Auron, get your ass—ah, it's no use!"

It took them twenty minutes and Cerberus to get Xaldin out of the hands of Diablos. Then it took thirty to get Auron out of the same situation.

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Just to let you people know, this is a pairing-free story. But if you want to fantasize about Auron and Demyx…whatever. I probably have already. Or Demyx and Larxene, but I can't…I just CAN'T! Axel needs love from a woman sometimes, and that woman must be her…or me…

The lyrics Demyx was thinking about are from a song called "The Approaching Curve" by Rise Against. There's actually a lot of talking in it, but it's really good.

And I just wanted to say thank you for all the great reviews…I love replying to as many as I can! Plus who knows, I give away hints in them sometimes. Oh yeah, next chapter preview!

Chapter 5: C Sharp

The gang of four is now off to a new world full of happiness and fun and…singing! That's right, they're off to Atlantica and with new costume changes (because we all know how much Auron loves those) they'll have to make nice with the king and his daughter, or they'll be sleeping with the fishes…figuratively. Problem is, Xaldin hates singing. That's bad, very bad.

A humor chapter, for sure. Then we'll go to another longer arc, with a better world. Let's just make fun of the mermaids for this next one XD.