Author's Note: I honestly need more sleep. I only slept for 3 hours today. :(
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Battle 1
Melodious Nocturne
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Fight and survive. Then you will get the money. Isn't that easy?
This is all so fishy. Roxas grunted in his heart. Why this kind of tournament?
All he wanted to do was going back.
The sun peeked between the leaves of the canopy covering the jungle. It was absurd of how dense the place was with foliages. He thought he just walked a few hours from the shore and it was already this dense.
"Axel will laugh at me," muttered the man. His blue eyes narrowed when the sunlight cast its ray between the trees. "The Land That Never Was is definitely a lot more normal than this island of nowhere."
He sighed then moved on. There was no sea salt ice cream around to eat, but there was sure plenty of something to stuff himself up in the tree. It was a jungle anyway. Perhaps he could poke something with his Keyblade...
*Gasp*
Roxas quickly jerked his head up. He was sure he heard somebody gasping... and he though he recognized the voice. It maybe just his imagination but... now the bushes rustled a few meters by his right. Roxas chided.
Already?
He ran between the trees towards the sound, a black shadow seemed to run faster when it sensed him coming. Branches and leaves slapped his face and body as he broke past them. That one who ran away from his was quite a pro in fleeing. Who? Why must he run? And he seemed like he recognized the voice...
"You! Stop!"
It didn't seem like the fleeing person would stop. Roxas stopped running then raised his hand.
"I said STOP!"
Seven pillars of light suddenly shot down—blocking the path of the person he ran after. Upon stopping, Roxas quickly recognized the black robe. He blinked a few times as he walked closer.
"Organiza...?"
"Hello, Roxas!"
The cheery voice made his heart sank. The short bright hair quickly caught his attention when the man he pursued turned back to face him and dropped his hood. Ah.
"Demyx?" He blinked again. "What are you doing here?"
"Well!" The blonde man seemed to think before he continued. He then gave a cheery smile. "You know! Vacation!"
Lame.
"You'd better try better than that, Demyx," Roxas folded his arms. He sighed exasperatedly. "Why are you here?"
Demyx grimaced. He looked around for a while and face-palmed himself. After a while he stood upright again, giving a friendly shrug.
"You see, Roxas, we are all have some reasons that we don't want to say," said the blonde with a sheepish grin. "And besides..."
"I'm doing this for the Organization," Roxas turned around. Only Demyx. He worried too much. "I have no time dealing with you now. I have jobs to do."
He walked away. Demyx could be a handful in missions, honestly. The truth was, he didn't really like him back in the Organization.
"Wow, Roxas!" Demyx gave out a laugh. "You're really are my friend, pal."
"Don't get me wrong," The blue eyed Keyblader stopped his steps. He glanced back. "If you hinder me, I will fight you. Though I'd rather not. It will be pointless."
Demyx raised his eyebrows. He laughed again.
"You're right, Roxas! A battle between comrades will be pointless, I agree."
Roxas continued to walk, shrugging. He said, "Anyway, you can't defeat me in battle."
Water suddenly gurgled from beneath Roxas's feet. His blue eyes darted down, looking right to a blasting geyser.
"Che!"
He sidestepped in time, right when water shot out and blasted the canopy above it. Oblivion and Oathkeeper bursting into existence in both of his hands as he turned around to face Demyx. The latter already had a bluish sitar in his hand, and couples of dancing copies of himself. He gave a fore finger at Roxas, moving it from side to side while saying, "Don't underestimate me, Newbie."
Roxas sighed and lowered his stance.
"Alright. You asked for it, Demyx."
Bursting geyser blasted the place where Roxas previously stood. He moved to the side in a flash, leaving trails of light—but the trees were halting his steps. Demyx's copies, however, move about freely and the blonde man laughed as he played his tunes. One of the copies lunged at The Keyblader and he jumped to a tree branch, twirling his Oblivion as he slashed through the copy.
"40 Second, Buddy!!" Demyx pointed his fingers at Roxas who dodged a liquid sitar. "40 seconds, or you're dead!!!"
Roxas didn't reply. He merely twirled his Keyblades… and threw both of them to the air. They swished, turned, before blasting like a boomerang—slashing all copies as they flashed between the trees. Demyx quickly played a tune with his sitar as Roxas jumped down from the tree branch—extending one of his hand to take back a spinning Oblivion. Obeying the former's command, geysers erupted from the land below Roxas's feet—sending him flying to the air in pain, breaking branches and leaves above him. His robe protected him from the water—though enough to make his face reddened in pain.
"Chance~!"
Demyx blasted towards Roxas on surges of water, grinning in victory. His speed was so fast that not even—
But Oathkeeper spun back to Roxas's right hand, and with a grunt, he swung the Keyblade—countering Demyx's sitar on full force. The force of the blow sent spark to the air—their breath was cut short with the shock. Roxas gritted his teeth.
"Think again!"
Loud clank was heard as the Melodius Nocturne was knocked from his water. He was still in the air when Roxas blasted towards him, both of his Keyblades swung in his side.
"WATER!"
Water bubbles splashed right on Roxas's chest, cutting his breathing and throwing him to a tree bark. The tree cracked and the Keyblader staggered on his state—opening his eyes just to see Demyx sending him denser blue bubbles.
"Light shield!"
Thirteen sword-shaped light pillars burst the bubbles from the sky and Roxas took his stance as the water droplets fell to the forest floor, gathering power by his feet. He hurled towards the Melodious Nocturne—Keyblades flashing on his side. Demyx saw him coming and with an order by his tune, hot geysers burst on Roxas's path. The latter managed to swish to the side quickly—leaving trails of light as he did and breaking past bushes that he ignored. He kicked on a tree bark, flashing to Demyx again, faster—the latter gave a yelp and two copies of himself appeared before Roxas, swinging their sitar as they aimed for his head.
Roxas dodged—the sitars swished over his head. He swung his Keyblades at Demyx.
"Over!"
The water user grinned.
"NOT over!"
Geysers burst from below the Key of Destiny—he groaned in pain when he was thrown to the air again. Demyx swung his sitar, throwing bubbles at his enemy.
"Who will be over now, Newbie?"
Not wasting time answering, Roxas hurled towards Demyx from midair—Keyblades twirling by his sides and smashing all bubbles away in high speed. Demyx parried with his sitar, just to be overpowered by the force of two Keyblades.
Roxas let out a cry.
The Oathkeeper and Oblivion sent white and black lights that exploded right in front of Demyx—knocking his sitar away and blasting him back. The Melodius Nocturne gave a yelp, his eyes widening as two Keyblades swung in a cross slash to his open body.
"Who will be over now?"
And they slashed—fast, powerful… sending the water musician to smash to a tree bark as the bluish sitar that lie not so far away burst into nothingness.
There was no more movement from the ninth seat of Organization XII.
All that was left was the panting Roxas, who looked at his opponent in between his agony. He walked slowly towards the knocked out Demyx then stopped right in front of his body. He pointed his comrade with Oblivion, catching his breath.
There really was no more movement. He won.
"You're lucky it's just me who find you since you're sharing a brotherhood with me in the Org," he said, swishing Oathkeeper to disappear. Oblivion was still glimmering in his left hand. His blue eyes lost their tension along with the evaporating heat of the ending battle. "… Good luck with your next opponent, Demyx."
And he turned around, vanishing Oblivion as he walked away.
He would cure his wounds later. His primary concern now was drawing as much distance as possible before Demyx woke up again. Anyway, he needed to go to the volcano.
A small smile curved up the Key of Destiny's lips.
The Melodious Nocturne had proved that he could be quite an opponent. At least Roxas would give him credits for that.
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To Be Continued
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Argh. –grunts—what kind of person not satisfied by his/her own story XDD
I was playing Ar Tonelico 2 when Reaper notified me to look at the thread. Wargh, I hate how Yahoo sometimes delayed notifications from FFN
And I was in a bind on whom I will choose to fight Haru. I know so little about the rest of the contestants here. (and the ones that I actually know a little already up for combats.) :P ~~