Me: Hello, readers! I haven't been able to post much as of late X( and I say this every time…so…I'm just going to move into the battle. This suggestion, sent in by anonymous reviewer chii, is Zexion vs. Demyx.
Demyx: (draws sitar) You're going down, book boy!
Me: There's a catch though. For the battle, you will be swapping weapons.
Demyx: (eye twitch) What?
Zexion: (hands him the Lexicon with a smirk) Book boy….
Demyx: (unwillingly hands him the sitar) X(
Me: Alright, this should be interesting! Here we go!
Both challengers awkwardly step into the arena, trying to figure out how to hold their new weapons. Demyx uneasily holds the thick heavy book with both hands, nearly dropping it twice. Zexion turns the instrument in his hands every which way, trying to find the correct way to put the strap on. After quite a few attempts, he figures it out. The two stare at each other. Demyx thinks in his head, I look so much better than him with that sitar… Zexion snorts at the sight of Demyx balancing the open book in between his hands. He'll never know what to do with that in battle…, the sixth member thinks in his head. He can barely even hold it…. After a moment, the gong sounds. The battle begins.
Zexion tries to run forward, but ends up awkwardly hurtling toward his foe due to the large object on his front and the new unevenly-distributed weight. Demyx charges at his enemy but drops the Lexicon. Blushing out of embarrassment, he quickly stoops down to retrieve it. As he is about to wrap a hand around it, it turns into a large writhing scorpion. "AAAH!" the sitarist yelps, retracting his hand in disgust. Instantly, it changes back. Face paling, he glances over at Zexion, who is smirking. Stupid illusions, Demyx grumbles. It's not even fair. He reaches down to pick up the book again. While he is doing so, Zexion warps forward and swings the head of the sitar at its owner. Demyx yells as he is thrown backward a few feet. Zexion grins and Demyx glares. "Alright," the blond Nobody grits his teeth. "You asked for it….Dance, water, dance!"
Immediately, a forceful geyser of water erupts from underneath Zexion and he's blasted skyward. Demyx follows through by riding a trail of water pillars across the arena that cascade over the illusionist. He sputters as he lands back on the ground, drenched. Demyx grins smugly. Zexion gives him the evil eye, then his mouth starts to curl into a mischievous smile. Suddenly, Demyx is surrounded by a ring of Neoshadows. One leaps through the air right at the sitarist. He yells and holds up the Lexicon in front of his face. The Neoshadow disappears as it hits, but another charges from behind. Demyx sees it but doesn't have time to react. It swings its claw into his side…and goes right through it. Demyx sighs, realizing they're just illusions. Suddenly, a strong force hits him from the side. He lets out a short yelp as he flies backward to the ground. The Neoshadows have disappeared and Zexion stands in their place, sitar at the ready. Demyx growls and jumps up to smack the Nobody across the face with the overly-sized book. At that moment, his opponent vanishes and the sitarist finds himself surrounded by complete darkness. He looks around, trying to find his opponent. Laughter echoes through the black field and Demyx whips around, unable to pinpoint Zexion's location. Just then, the room flashes back to its usual lit state to reveal that Zexion is right in front of Demyx, charging forward. He jabs the sitar forward and thrusts it into Demyx's gut. The Nobody doubles over, holding his stomach. Zexion taunts, "Get a taste of your own medicine." Demyx clenches his teeth and takes a firm grip on the Lexicon. Jumping up, he smacks the book upward into Zexion's chin. The sheer weight of the book and the force behind the swing sends the dark-haired Nobody reeling backward. Demyx grins casually, "You'd do well to do the same."
Zexion growls in anger and calls up another illusion. Worms start to crawl all over Demyx's body. He screams and brushes frantically at his cloak, trying to push away the imaginary creepy crawlies, but his hand passes right through them. Suddenly, Zexion kicks from behind, blasting Demyx forward. The worms disappear. Demyx shakes his head and tries to analyze everything, but suddenly, the world becomes distorted and wavy. Demyx squints his eyes shut and holds his head, trying to shut out all the confusion and hallucinations. However, closing his eyes only makes him dizzier. The ninth member opens his eyes again. He is stunned to find himself on Destiny Islands. It's silent and the waves are lapping peacefully at the sand as seagulls roll lazily through the breeze. The sitarist stands confused, then begins to smile as he realizes how beautiful the world is. He's not exactly sure how he got here, but it's quiet and calm and battle-free. Suddenly he feels a presence to his right. On instinct, he whips in that direction, holding the Lexicon out in front of him. The book connects with Zexion's face and he becomes visible as he is hurled backward and the illusion of the island fizzes out. Demyx doesn't hesitate. He leaps through the air, book raised over his head to beat down on his foe. Zexion quickly calls up a mirage of a wall in front of him. Demyx's eyes widen and he falters in the air, crashing to the ground. Man, they're all just illusions! Demyx yells in his head. Why am I fooled every time?
Zexion lunges for his enemy again, sitar poised to strike. Demyx jumps back out of the way while shooting large bubbles from his hand. The orbs of water collide with the Nobody and push him backwards with a yell. Zexion quickly gets up and snaps. Fire immediately engulfs Demyx, crawling up his coat and licking at his face. The sitarist yells and sprays water down on himself, but nothing happens. It's not going out! Why isn't it going out? he screams in his head. It's not an illusion! I feel the heat from it! Zexion watches in amusement as his foe continues to squirm and scream and hurl water everywhere. After a moment, Zexion asks, "Having fun?" Demyx stares at him with eyes full of fear. What's happening? This is real fire! My whole body is overheating! Zexion snaps again and instantly the flames and the pain are gone. Demyx looks down at himself, his mind in a whirl. Zexion still has a grin plastered on his face. "Give up yet?"
"What did you do?" yells Demyx, breathing heavier now. Zexion shrugs. "Don't you get it yet? I can get inside your head, make you see things that aren't really there, make you feel pain that isn't real." Demyx stares at his enemy, mind racing, trying to figure out how he can overcome his foe. He lets out a war cry and rushes forward with book in hand, ready to swing. Zexion stands calmly while an illusionary wall of spears appears in front of him. Demyx doesn't waver this time, charging right through them and attacking. Zexion warps out of the way. "Getting better," he teases with a taunting chuckle. Demyx grits his teeth and summons up a cascade of water that he fires at his enemy. Zexion becomes enveloped and stands sputtering and coughing. Demyx launches more bubbles, but Zexion avoids them. Then he calls up a group of Shadow Heartless that pounce for the sitarist's throat. The ninth member stands still as the dark beings pass right through him. "It's all in my head," he remarks cockily.
"Alright, then enough with the illusions," Zexion shrugs. He reaches one hand down to the sitar's strings and strums. The notes are discordant and grating, and Demyx cringes. He did not just play my sitar, the Nobody glares. He did not. Zexion cocks his head at the instrument and reaches down again. "Hmm, let's see, perhaps this would work better…" He strums again, this time sounding remotely like a real chord but not by much. Nonetheless, a circle of Water Forms spring up from the ground. Zexion grins at his competitor. "You against your own team," he smirks evilly, "You have 10 seconds." Demyx is the one to smirk now. It won't even be that long.
The Forms all instantaneously turn inward and begin to attack Zexion. The raven-haired Nobody yells and coughs as the water careens into him and suffocates him while dealing rock-solid blows to him at the same time. After a few moments of the onslaught, the Forms are gone and Zexion lays on the floor, choking and gasping. Demyx strides over, casually smiling. "You know Zexion, you may have had the sitar…" He reaches down to retrieve his beloved blue instrument. "…but your Nocturne wasn't that Melodious. Study up." He drops the Lexicon on Zexion's head and heads in the other direction, strumming his favorite chord.
Me: Not showing bias or anything but…ZEXION JUST GOT PWNED!
Sora: I don't get it.
Riku: Don't get what?
Sora: All of it! I mean, how were we suddenly on Destiny Islands? And how did Zexion have Axel's snappy exploding fiery power? And how-?
Riku: (puts a hand on his shoulder to shut him up) You know, sometimes you just don't question things.
Me: I hope you all enjoyed! Stay tuned for more! Hopefully pretty soon