Damnation: My Soul To Take Chapter 2, a kingdom hearts fanfic

May the madness continue. . .

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Chapter 2: Creepy

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After my episode, I washed off my face and went back to bed. Hayner was still asleep. Me on the other hand, I didn't want to go back to sleep. I just laid there and stared into the blackness that surrounded us. At some point, did fall asleep again, but just when the alarm clock I had set went off. Very groggily, I got up and went back into the bathroom to get a shower. Even with the hot water running over my body, I was still shaking. I heard the door open and pulled back the curtain. "Up already?" I asked Hayner as he yawned.

"Yeah." He said groggily. "So why were you up so early?" He asked me.

I sighted. "I had that dream again. Only this time, it was really vivid." The shower curtain was fully pulled back and I met Hayner's eyes. He looked at me curiously.

"What happened?" He demanded calmly.

I looked away from him. What did happen? I sighed and turned off the water and stepped out. Hayner handed me a towel. "I saw who was after me. I didn't see his face, but his figure." I said as we headed into the other room.

"Mhm?" Hayner started to make coffee.

"He had wings . . . They were like. . . What's that one fire bird called?" I asked getting dressed.

"Phoenix Roxy. I still want one for Christmas." Yeah, I'll get right on. "So let me get this straight, you had a dream about being chased by a guy with phoenix-like wings?" I nodded. "Hmmm. . . That is a head scratcher." With the coffee brewing, Hayner walked over to the book shelf and started rummaging. He pulled out nearly every book he had and started flipping through pages.

I walked over to the fridge and pulled out an apple and poured myself a cup of coffee. After about twenty minutes of watching Hayner flip and rummage, I walked over to him and shut his book. "Worry about it later."

"Roxas, it's been two nights now. You know that if you have the same dream three nights in a row it'll happen." Hayner said cupping my face. "What ever you're dreaming about, it's not friendly. I don't like it." He met my eyes. He was really serious about this. I guess I should be worried. Maybe I should talk to Luxord about this.

I returned to my apple and glanced up at the clock: 7:32 A. M. Shit! I was running a tad bit late. I hurried up my apple and grabbed my backpack. Hayner noticed my haste and stood up from the coffee table in front of the TV in the living/bedroom. I placed my empty coffee mug on the counter and made my way towards the door. But of course Hayner had to stop me.

He wrapped his arms around my chest and kissed my neck. Great, he was in the mood. "Where are you off to?" He asked.

"Just because you don't have class today doesn't mean I don't." I tried to pry away from his grip, but Hayner had strong arms. He may not look it, but Hayner was pretty damn strong. He took boxing all during middle school and most of high school. I must say it really got his testosterone pumping.

"Come on, Roxy. Skip today! Stay home and play with me." He kissed the side of my neck.

I managed to break free. "Hayner, you know I'd love to, but I have to go. Ansem said he had a big announcement and I can't miss it!" I opened the door. "We'll play tomorrow. I promise." I gave him a quick kiss before running off down the stairs and off to school. . .

Due to Hayner's shenanigans, I was really running late. I had made it to class just as Ansem had started to make his announcement. "So you are joining us today after all, Roxas." He smirked as I walked through the door. I walked up the steps to my usual seat that was now next to a fiery red head, who looked bored out of his mind.

Axel looked up at me as I took my seat. "You had me worried." He said lifting his head from his palm.

"How so?" I asked pulling out my text book.

Before Axel could answer, Ansem started his announcement. "Now, when I said I had an announcement to make yesterday, I'm sure I boggled your minds a bit. Well I think this class needs a little bit of excitement. Not just for me, but for you as well. So, for the next two weeks you and a partner of your choice will work on a study. After those two weeks, you'll do a presentation. Now you can do any subject in the book, or a study on a story or something that peeks your interest. What ever you decide, clear it with me first." He clasped his hands together. "Ok, now, find a partner and get started. Come to me when everything is figured out." Ansem went back to his desk and left us to ourselves.

Voices and mumbles rose in the room and several people looked back at me and or Axel. I couldn't really tell. But I assumed that the girls were looking at Axel and the guys were looking at me. Axel being one of them. "So do you think your husband would mind if I stole you for the next two weeks?"

"Stole, yes. Barrowed, no." I said. Is there anyone else who wants to partner up with me? Anyone? "Hayner's quite protective. He always had been." I smiled playing with my ring. It was white gold with a sapphire with two smaller diamonds on each side. The Knuckle-head even had it engraved: My bonehead now and forever. Next to my knuckle-head it was the one thing I treasured.

"Sound like my favorite kind of toy." Axel said smirking. Was he serious? "Did I say something offensive?"

"Uh-just a little." I crossed my arms. Axel just shook his head.

"So what are we going to study about?" Why-why me? Anyone want to which?

"I don't know. Nothing in the book is worth it in my opinion." I said flipping through the pages.

"Well I have an idea." Axel said. I looked over at him and watched as rolled up his sleeve. I stared in awe as he reveled the tattoo on his upper bicep. It was the head of a dark brown and black goat with piercing red eyes and black horns. The goat had flames blasting from its nostrils. And above it was the Roman numeral eight. For the typical person, this would have been really scary, but I found it really amazing. "A little touchy are we?" It took me a few seconds to realize that I was tracing my thumb over his tattoo.

"Um. . . I have problems." I said.

Axel just smirked. "Hm. What kind?"

"Well I-you know, never mind. You'll find out later on in life. So what is that?" I asked pointing at his bicep.

"It's a symbol of membership in my cult. The number's just a code name." He said rolling down his sleeve. "I was thinking about what you said yesterday and I talk to the cult's leader and asked if I could show you around and let you learn a thing or two." My eyes widened and I nearly threw my arms around Axel. Getting a once in a life opportunity to see inside the lives of the a cult has been my dreams for years.

"You would really let me?" I said standing up. One could see the gems in my eyes. "Wait, what's the catch?" Axel cocked an eyebrow.

"You catch on quick." Axel smirked. "Hm. . . How about a movie date?"

"You really don't get the idea that I'm married, do you?" He shook his head. "Forget about calling it a date and I'll do it."

"You'll do it with me?" . . . I'm gonna slap me a satanic red head. I turned around and shook my head. "What?"

"Could you think and speak with the head on your shoulders, for five minutes? I would like to pass this class." I said.

Axel shrugged. "Ok, so how about we do Angles vs Devils?"

"So a lecture on the war between the two?" Axel nodded. "Hm. . . I think we can do that. After all, pagans were thought to be the source of all evil in the early days. Hayner can help with that."

"He's pagan?" Axel asked. I nodded. For the rest of class, we went over things and figures that would be perfect for the subject. When we told Ansem about what we wanted to do, he didn't seem surprised. He granted us permission and we left class. Outside the clouds really started forming. "Looks like rain."

"Sure does." I looked around the front of the school. "I wonder where-"

"Roxas!" Right on cue. I turned around and saw Hayner jogging towards me. He stopped when he noticed Axel though. "Oh-hello new person." Axel nodded his head.

"Um, Hayner, Axel. Axel, the famous Hayner." I said taking hold of Hayner's arm.

"So this is the famous knuckle-head. Roxas hasn't shut up about you." Ok this was weird. To me, Axel gave off the ora of being a casual, somewhat calm with a hint of smart ass. But now he was being-being-not cold but-something was just off. And he wasn't like that a minute ago.

Hayner looked at me, then back at Axel. "Has he now. What has he told you?" He asked putting his arm round my shoulders.

Axel shrugged. "Nothing much. Just that you're the love of his life. He can't seem to shut up about it." Axel smirked. It gave me the weirdest feeling. "Well, this is where I bid you ado. . . Where is-"

"Sorry, phone call from IX. II and VII are fighting again." The same person I saw Axel with yesterday approached us. He couldn't have really been anymore than a few inches taller than me.

Axel rolled his eyes. "When well those two learn? Anyway, this is Zexion. Zexion, this is-"

"Roxas and Hayner. I'm blind, not deaf." Zexion snapped. "Now, IX said it would be great if we could hurry before they kill each other."

"Right. Ado." Axel waved at us as he and Zexion left us. Hayner turned to look at me and I shrugged.

He took my hand and we left the school. "So who was that?" Hayner asked.

"I really couldn't tell you. All I know about him is that he's a Satanist." Hayner froze. He dropped my hand and I turned to look at him. "Is something wrong?"

"A Satanist?" I nodded. "Roxas, I'm going to ask one thing, try your best to stay away from him."

"What? Why?" He grabbed my shoulders and shook his head.

"Just trust me, please." He was begging. He wasn't accustomed to begging.

I smiled and gave him a small kiss. "Ok, after we get our project done, I will. But till then, you'll have to put up with him." Hayner groaned.

"Fine, but wherever you go with him, I'm going to."

"Deal." He took my hand again and we walked down to the little café and spent our time talking about-honestly, do you care what we talked about? Skipping again to the part where we go home. It was about two in the afternoon. We had the news on and Hayner was flipping through his books. Bored watching this gossip column, I reached over to the shelf and pulled out one of my books. I started reading where I had left off, something about Mephistopheles. As I read, I noticed something in the background. There was a figure. It was shadowed out, but I could see it had wings. . . Do to the failed attempt at coloring in the 1400s, I couldn't tell the wing color. But the insides were lighter than the outsides. I turned over to Hayner.

"Babe, look at this." Hayner looked at where I had my finger. "This is what I saw in my dream."

He eyed the figure for a moment. "Maybe you're not being chased. Maybe you've been reading this book way too long." Hayner smirked. I shook my head. But, maybe he had a point. I did have weird dreams most of my life. Maybe these nightmares are just results of too much reading. Guess we'll find out, won't we. "So," Hayner took the book out of my hands. "Should we pick up where we left off?" He asked worming his way into my arms. After this morning, I couldn't say no. And for those wondering, I'm uke (bottom), and Hayner's seme (top). And those who wonder what my sex life is like, it was like the most amazing thing any living thing could experience. And I should know. See, Hayner and I weren't always so loyal to each other. When we first got together in high school, we would often cheat on each other. It got so bad that we did break up. Then weirdly, after that argument, we wound up making out and having sex later that night . . . So really breaking up is what brought us together. . . Weird. . .

After about two hours of hard core rough sex, I was lying on my back on the couch with my very sweaty husband on top of me. How the hell he was loaded enough for two hours of this, nearly every day, was beyond me. But he was. And I was exhausted. Hayner cupped my cheek locking our eyes together. He kissed me. "A little tired, Roxy?" He asked.

"Yeah. But it's only a quarter after five. . . It's too early to go to bed." I said sitting up. "I guess I'll just sit up and watch a movie or something." I said trying to find my jeans. But Hayner grabbed my wrist.

"Or we could get in the shower and then move this party to the bed." This sex addicted knuckle-head. I let him take my hand and lead back into the bathroom and into a hot shower. Then it was snuggle time- ya know, just listen to Sexting by Blood On The Dancefloor, it'll be easier to understand then. But either way, we did make it to the bed and man was I throbbing. Hayner met my eyes and leaned down to kiss me. "Ready for bed?"

"Only if it involves sleep." I whispered. Hayner pouted a bit, but laid down next to me anyway. He wrapped his arms around me and snuggled his face into the back of my neck. "I love you, Hayner."

"I love you to, Bone-head." He mumbled. I closed my eyes and let sleep take over. . .

Ladies and gentlemen,
Boys and ghouls,
Step right up!
Behind this curtain lies a ghastly concoction
Of delight, horror, fantasy and terror!
Your every wish is our command,
Your every whimsical desire brought to life.
But I'm warning you, there's always a price -

Welcome to the greatest show unearthed. . .

What show? I followed the music and came to a door. It was a red door and was over in gold and black spirals like a circus tent. Cautiously, I reached for the door knob and turned it. I looked through the opening. The room was decorated just like a circus tent. In the middle sat a red velvet couch and opposite of it, two red velvet chairs with a small coffee/end table in between them. Opposite to the door was a rather large fireplace and was burning lively. Feeling unthreatened, I opened the door and stepped through it.

The dark carnival is in town,
You'd better be ready:
Just follow the parade
Of dancing skeletons;
Full of ghoulish delights
Around every corner -
Don't tell your parents you're here,
They will soon be mourners

"Is someone here?" I asked.

"Depends on who you're looking for." I jumped when I heard a male's voice. In front of me in one of the red velvet chairs was a kid, about my age, holding a doll or puppet in his hands. He was dressed in what looked like to be something the Mad Hatter would wear, black top hat included. He was blond and seemed to be about six foot. I couldn't really tell. In a weird fashion, he turned his head towards me, almost puppet-like. "Is there someone you're looking for?"

"No. Is there someone I should be looking for?" I asked, now standing by the couch.

Puppet boy tilted his head and pulled his hat down a bit. "He's looking for you. The master, he calls for you. The master, he wants you."

Welcome to the lower birth,
The greatest show unearthed:
We appear without a sound,
The darkest show around,
We will leave you in a daze -
Madness, murder, dismay!
We will disappear at night,
With blood on the concrete

"Who is this 'master'?" I was now sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in my hand. Puppet boy's head tilted back making a cracking like sound that only a puppet would make.

"He doesn't want me to say-He doesn't want you asking questions-He doesn't want you-with-that-BOY!" For some reason I was very calm. Even though puppet boy was screaming his head off and crackling his head back and forth.

"Will you calm down, you dummy?" The doll-puppet thing he was holding yelled in a high pitched voice.

"I'm sorry! He's chosen the wrong guy! I told him-I told him he was sending the wrong guy!" Puppet boy screamed. I was still unmoved. Now I was just staring at him.

I will be your ticket taker -
Come inside, it's a dream!
Enter the fun house of mirrors,
No one can hear you scream.
We can supply anything
That your heart desires,
But the consequences
Will surely be dire.

"If you don't shut up!" The doll yelled grabbing puppet boy's collar. "I will torch you with a flame thrower!"

"No! Please! Don't!" Puppet boy begged. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" His screams grew to a whisper. I looked at puppet boy and he looked back at me. His eyes were wide and were filled with fear. "Master waits for you. But not tonight, he says. He wants me to _ you. Then _ _ _ _."

"What?" I cocked an eyebrow.

"He wants me to _ you. Then _ _ _ _." His lips were moving, but sound wasn't coming out.

"Master, he doesn't seem to understand. Is that your wish?" The fire dimmed and flickered. "Very well. When shall it be done?" The fire flickered and dimmed. "Very well. As you wish." Puppet boy stood up dropping his doll puppet. "Please, come with me." He held out his hand. Against my better judgment, I took it and let him lead me through a different door.

The second room was much like the first, only this time, there was a really large wooden table in the middle of it. Next to the table was a cart with tools and many different fabrics and materials on it. I swallowed hard as puppet boy pulled towards the table.

Come inside
For the ride,
Your deepest darkest fears

"You will sit here. I can't _ you yet, and _ _ _ _, but I can make you clothes." I sat on the table and found myself naked. How did I not notice? Puppet boy first took a red frilly fabric and wrapped it around my waist. He cut it and repeated the motion five times-

"Roxas?" My eyes fluttered opened. I looked over my shoulder at Hayner.

"What is it?" I mumbled.

"You were talking in your sleep. Are you ok?" I blinked. Hayner looked a little worried.

"The puppet's making me clothes." With that I put my head back on the pillow and went back to sleep. . .

"Master doesn't like him interrupting. He wants him to leave you alone." Puppet boy said.

I blinked. "I'm sorry. I think he went back to sleep." I said blankly.

"Master is happy about that." He said this time wrapping a shiny black material around my waist over the red frilly stuff.

The best night
Of your life,
You're never leaving here

Over the black shiny material, he placed white ribbon here and there. He was making me a skirt and without sewing it to. When he was done with the ribbon, he took more of the red frilly material and repeated a similar motion, just like the skirt. He took the shiny black material and did the same.

The unknown,
The unseen,
Is what you're gonna find

The puppet cut the black material in the middle so the red frills were visible. He took a black ribbon and crossed strips over my abdomen. Over my chest, he had taken a red and black ribbon and turned it into a bow. He did the same thing around my waist. Only the bow was in the back.

Witness this,
Witness that,
Until you lose your mind!

On my head, he placed a black headband with a red rose on it. On my legs he placed red and black striped stockings. On my feet, he tied black ballet slippers. After they were tied, he stood up and took a few steps back. A smile rose on his face and he cocked his head to the side. "Perfect. You'd make a perfect _."

"A perfect what?" He just stood there looking at me. He slowly stepped up to me straightening his head.

"Yes master. I'll do it." He put his hands on my shoulders slowly leaned for me. I just sat there as he pressed his lips to mine. If-if he was a puppet, then why did he feel human? As he kissed me, he stuck his tongue in my mouth-

My eyes flickered opened. That was a weird turn of events. I yawned and looked over at Hayner. He still seemed to be asleep. I looked over to the window above the kitchen sink. It seemed a little cloudy out. I then looked at the clock. It was just after nine. I sat up and flexed my arms. I kicked off the blankets to go get a shower. After my shower, I went to the closet get out a pair of jeans. When I opened the door, something fell out and hit me on the head. Rubbing my head, I bent down and picked it up. When I saw what it was, I nearly chucked in across the door. I dropped the doll onto the floor and sat back on the floor picking up my feet. The doll-it was-it looked just like me! It was wearing the dress-like in my dream! What the fuck-!

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This chapter is dedicated to my favorite character in Black Butler, Drocell Cainz. And sorry for the nightmares you get if I creeped you out. That tends to happen and shall go away in seven years or so. Thank you for reading, and I'll start working on the rest of the story ASAP.

Song: The Greatest Show Unearthed, by Creature Feature