Chapter 3
The Chilly Academic
Vexen's Diary…
Dear diary,
Mood: apathetic.
My life is a depressing pit filled with hatred and despair. And once again my experiment went horribly, horribly wrong. It turned into a big, green blob and oozed all over my notes! Thank Kingdom Hearts I had some of them written in here. Y=mx+b. Hearts CANNOT be made out of glass. Well, I'm going to go beat up that extremely stupid duck that Sora hangs out with and figure out what went wrong this time. Goodbye diary.
3 Hours Later…
As Number IV quickly paced down the hall to his lab, he ran into a certain red head that he definitely didn't want to deal with. "Hey, Vexen." Axel said with a sly smirk.
"What, could you possibly want number VIII?" Vexen demanded, impatiently tapping his foot.
"I was just wondering…" Axel started, standing in front of Vexen. He turned to face the curt scientist and said with pure amusement, "If I break your face again, will it get pretty?" Vexen stood there and his jaw dropped.
Completely dumbfounded Vexen roared, "WHAT?!!?"
"Oh! My bad. Let me rephrase… Is your face hurting you? Cuz' it's killing me!" Axel jeered, holding his hands to his face in mock horror. "AHHH! It burns!" After taking his hands away from his face Axel winked and said, "No pun intended."
Mean While, Vexen's Lab…
Roxas was waiting by the lab, every few seconds scanning the halls. He saw Vexen approaching, fast, already half way down the hall. Roxas started to freak, if Number IV caught him there was no telling what gruesome experiments he would endure.
A flurry of red and there stood Axel blocking Vexen's path. He nodded, time to start part one. The blond haired comrade snuck quietly into the laboratory. Getting to work as rapidly as he could, Roxas searched for the perfect hiding place. Scrunching his eyes they brightened as he beheld it, the broom closet. The blond mastermind clambered in, hurriedly closing the door so that only a crack remained.
Right after the lab doors blew open and revealed an extremely bitter Number IV. "THAT UNGREATFUL LOW LIFE THINKS HE CAN INSULT HIS SUPERIOR LIKE THAT?! WELL I'LL SHOW HIM!!" Vexen wrathfully roared. Storming over to a giant lab table, right in front of the broom closet, Vexen sat and began writing like a mad man.
Roxas huddled in the closet watching this unfold. Slowly and cautiously opening the door he stepped half way out when the closet creaked.
Roxas quietly swore to himself. Vexen stopped dead cold, looked up, down, side to side, shrugged his shoulders and continued writing. Roxas let out a held breath and figured that if he had a heart he would have died then and there from cardiac arrest.
He tip-toed all the way until he was right behind number IV. Raising a book above his head he brought it down with a crack.
Vexen slammed into the table and dropped both chemicals he was currently holding. A hiss and poof of light green smoke surrounded Vexen. The now gapping Roxas looked up to see his bewildered friend, Axel, staring at the table. Roxas looked down just as stunned as him. A newt was sitting on top of a pile of papers.
"Well, that worked out much better than I expected!" Axel happily exclaimed.
"You are very right… but I suggest that before we get into a heap of trouble, we leave. Now."
"I agree with you 100%!! Let's go!!!!" Axel shouted. Both companions' ninja poofed back to a much safer site.
Saix's POV
As I was rushing to The Superior's office I happened to pass Vexen's lab. A loud crash followed by a flood of green smoke that burst into the hallway caught my attention. I did what any normal person without a heart would do… I went to go see what the mad scientist of our organization had done this time. I surged into the lab to find no one there. Now this perplexed me. I waltzed over to the normal table number IV worked at only to find a newt sitting there staring at me. Tilting my head to the left I said taken aback, "Vexen?"
Just for a reference we DO NOT hate Vexen. We just thought it would be funny for him to have an emo diary. More or less having him own a diary at all.