Disclaimer - I do not own Kingdom Hearts. This is made by a fan for fans. No money is being made.
Author's Note - Guess who's PoV this first half of this chapter is centered around. ;)
She watched the ensueing fight with clasped hands and an eager posture. Someone was saving her! She couldn't even remember the last time someone had done that.
The tall one with the white hair was thrown back halfway across the narrow passageway. He hit the wall hard, but he pulled himself together with a grunt and threw himself back into the fray. He had found a makeshift weapon, a long sharpened stone that served as somewhat of a dagger. However crude it was, it seemed to be working. The spider he was fighting already had one leg cut off with another dangling by a thread. Seeing this, the white haired one jumped to the side and stabbed, forcing the spider to use that leg as support. It broke off with an audible snap. The boy smirked. The spider roared. And the deadly dance continued.
The smaller boy, on the other hand, the one that looked vaguely familiar, had an altogether different plan. This boy had three spiders to deal with, but they were of another species. A lower race of spider, and their size showed it. Whereas the boy with the white hair had a huge, exotic, evily shaped, brightly colored spider to deal with, the cute little guy had three of the weakest spiders this place could offer. They were brown. To put it simply, they were brown. And small. Brown and small.
And slow. The spikey haired kid was taunting them. Running off ahead just to turn around and make faces at them, calling them the sons of pigs, whatever that meant, and sticking out his tongue. Those particular spiders were too stupid to understand, but they were mad at how their prey kept getting away and hissed at him whenever they got the chance. Continueing this way, the kid led them in circles. The spiders weren't smart enough to split up and cut him off in between them.
Meanwhile, sweeping aside the blonde hair that had fallen across her face, she could see that Mr. White Hair had just killed his spider. That was...impressive. It curled up into a tight ball on the floor, nerves jerking the dead body occasionally, and didn't look nearly as menacing as it did with all its legs spread out. It took her a moment to notice he was looking at her. She gasped and moved behind a rock, out of sight.
But she was still watching. With the big spider now dead, it was an easy thing for the two boys to take out the other spiders. Spikey looked rather disappointed when his companion stepped on his spiders, easily squishing their smaller forms with his foot. "They were MY spiders!" he protested. Mr. White Hair didn't seem to care.
Turning to the rock she hid behind, he said, "You can come out now."
Tenatively at first, she did come out. Her pale hands played nervously with her white dress while they scrutinized her.
"Thank you," she said quietly, looking down. She felt a hand on her chin, forcing her to look into Mr. White Hair's eyes.
"There's no need to be scared," he said matter of factly. "We won't hurt you, and the spiders are gone."
"I..I'm sorry," she stuttered. "It's just that I, well, I ran into this cave, and then it got darker, and the spiders appeared...and...and..."
"Into the cave?" he asked, sharing a quick look with his companion, "There's an opening? Do you remember how to get back there?"
"Well, yes," she said. They both looked relieved. "But you can't get out!" she quickly added, "A hoard of spiders block the way."
"What do you think?" White hair asked Spikey.
Spikey, optimism restored now that his friend seemed to be able to easily kill the things, was quick to agree to the idea. Leave spider cave. Enter endless desert in the dead of night with no food or water or general way to survive. It sounded good to him.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Riku by the way," White Hair said, finally introducing himself.
"And I'm Sora," Spikey added, shaking her hand emphatically.
"Grimna," she said cooly, innocently, "my name's Grimna."
"Well I'll be ----ing damned."
Roxas barely glanced at his friend. He was used to the foul mouthed asshole. Speaking of which...
"You're an asshole," Roxas told him. He had been telling him this at every opportunity for the past hour. In fact, after every sentence Axel spoke, Roxas would call him an asshole. It didn't matter what he had said.
The two of them were hiding behind a dune, looking down at the opening to a cave. A cliff loomed high directly across from them, and the sand didn't seem willing to cross an unseen barrier around the cave's enterance. The ridiculous man in the Red Cloak had just pulled Namine out of the cave, crying and screaming. He dropped her and she immediately bolted for the cliff. He was behind her in the blink of an eye, dragging her back into the semi-circle of dirt. He dropped her there again, and she sat there, helpless, sobbing the same words over and over again.
"Can you hear what she's saying?" Axel asked.
"You're an asshole," Roxas answered, and began sneaking his way closer. Axel rolled his eyes and followed.
"Not a witch, not a witch, not a witch," Namine was saying. Her tears flowed freely.
"And so, in the name of Allah! And Jeff! And Murphy!" Red Cloak was saying, "I shall dispose of this foul creature, who posed as a fair maiden in distress to thwart thy humble servent. This Witch, this Evil One, this Weirdo!"
"What the fu..." Axel began, none too quietly. Roxas slapped a hand over his mouth.
"We should get in closer," he whispered. "Flank him. Be careful, this one's fast. You take this side, and I'll take the cliff side."
Axel nodded in understanding.
"And you're an asshole."
Axel flipped off his friend's retreating form. Roxas made his way to the cliff, disappearing from sight.
"And the love of Chocolate Pudding take this one from our world!" Red Cloak finished, grabbing a handful of sand and sprinkling it on Namine. Nothing happened. "Strange," he said, "that normally works."
That's when Axel caught sight of Roxas moving in from the cliff. It was time...wait a minute. Was that? It was! Axel's hands went to where he kept his weapons, but he knew they weren't there. Roxas was holding them.
That little shit.
Author's Note - Ha! I bet you didn't see that coming, did ya? Bet you thought that chick with Riku and Sora was Namine, didn't ya? Well, you were WRONG.
I've been told I might want to add more creepy detail. I got that review after I made this chapter. I'll put it into practice in the next chapter. It'll be my little attempt at freaking you guys out.