Right? Wrong? Who gives a fuck.

8th of September 2089

«Are you done yet, Even?» a black haired boy asked in a monotone voice apparently bored out of his mind, as he laid bound with leather cuffs on the metal table.

The scientist called Even raised an eyebrow at his… peculiar behavior. After all, any normal human being would be screaming in agony in his position.

«Well, aren't you a funny little lab rat.» chuckled a man at the boy's left before swiftly pulling out one of the many knifes stuck in the boy's stomach, making blood spray square in Even's face.

As the blond cursed, the raven-haired didn't even flinch, his yellow eyes barely even blinking.

Disgruntled, the blond glared at the grinning man «Do you mind? I'm trying to work here, unlike someone.» he hissed.

The boy frowned as the man spoke, apparently more annoyed at Even's nasal voice than the many knifes that had been thrust in his stomach.

«As if. I've done my part, I brought him to ya, didn't I?»

«Silence, Braig.» Even shushed him «Observe» he pointed at the wound on the yellow eyed boy's stomach.

«What the hell?» Braig eyes widened «it's actually working?»

«Indeed. After years Vanitas is almost complete. Finally.»

«I'm right here, asshole.» the boy growled, he hated when they talked as if he weren't even there.

Ignoring Vanitas, Even continued «it's slow at the moment but sure enough, these kinds of wounds will heal much faster.»

«What about the other brat?»

«Ventus is another matter entirely.» interjected a bald man as he entered the lab «we must be sure that he is perfect before we can actually experiment if we've succeeded.»

«Huh I see.» grunted Braig.

«I believe we're done with him, Braig if you will.» Even said.

«It'll be my pleasure.» the man chuckled.

The man pulled all ten remaining knives out of the "lab rats" stomach as the boy let out an initial agonized scream before it contorted in a sadistic laugh.

«Is this all you can do?» Vanitas screamed between laughs as he gave them a deranged look.

«Oh don't worry. Now that we've finally made your cells work properly. More pain will come, I'll assure you that.» said Xehanort with a chuckle.

Die.

«Is that so?» the raven-haired boy cackled with a smirk.

As Braig released one of Vanitas arms, the boy, in one swift motion, grabbed a knife that was still imbedded in his now healing stomach and swiped at Braig effectively slashing his right eye in two.

As the man yelled in pain the boy laughed «you should try it.» he gave Xehanort another crazed look «This pain. This wonderful pain.»

19th of September 2549

As I said before, in my opinion life has no purpose. Or perhaps there might be a purpose but it's so inhuman, so different from what we are used to that we wouldn't be to able to accept it. Or maybe we've already grasped it but we're not aware of it yet. There are plenty of options.

In any case, although the thought might truly be maddening for some, I actually find it liberating. It means I don't have to follow a set of rules; I don't have to follow a set of morals; I don't have to follow a certain way of living. I can create my own rules, my own morals and my own rights and wrongs. The fact that there's no purpose in life means that one has complete and total liberty to do what ever they fucking want. Heh, maybe that's the reason why society decided to let religion lead humans' life. It renders their life much more easy. It makes them more predictable. It makes them more controllable.

If someone waltzed around screaming that there's no right or wrong, and people actually listened, it would issue utter and total chaos. It would mean all "bad deeds" could be the right thing to do if it means that it would make someone feel good. 'Cause, let's face it, the only real important thing in life, is the one thing that makes us happy and puts us at ease. So if we follow this logic, if killing someone will ultimately put you at peace, then even murder can be defined as the "right" thing to do.

«Murderer of three innocent civilians is yet to be found!»

But, alas, killing is not something I like doing, so seeing my face on the first fucking page is not making me a happy person at the moment.

Glaring at the newspaper I walk towards the paperboy who was screaming his lungs out.

«Hey brat, how much is it?» I ask languidly, ignoring his spiteful look.

«It would be five munny, sir

I lift an eyebrow «Five munny? That seems a bit too much for a few sheets of paper, paperboy.»

«Either take it or leave it, sir

A snarky grin stretched on my features.

This little shit bag…

Without warning I grab a newspaper and drop two munny before walking off, ignoring the kid's curses. I read the newspaper boringly as I stroll down the streets of Radiant Garden – what a fucking retarded name – bumping into people purposefully.

A murderer, a disbeliever, a madman and a scientic; surely this man is the incarnation of the devil himself. After it's escape from the prison of Hollow Bastion four months ago, the police force is yet to find the criminal. One would think that after what happened the 8th September 2221the government would be more attentive as to not let such creatures take even one breath of the holy air our God has provided us. And yet more of these kind devilish creatures, - and in this case a scientic no less! – has tainted our world once agai-

I crumble up the newspaperin annoyance. Devil, madman, scientic... same old crap, they should really become a bit more inventive than that.

A scientic. A person who believes that science is a positive thing. These people are hunted down and put to death or locked away. I snort in disgust. Seems as if we've returned to the era of the witch-hunt.

I truly despise this era. Not only have they banned science from their culture they continuously contradict themselves. If they truly despise science as much as they say, why they hell do we still have newspapers? They are aware that machines are a form of science right? If you're going to ban something at least do it right. Fuck.

«Hey dude, you shouldn't just throw things on the ground you know.»

I pause and slowly turn towards the voice. I direct my questioning gaze at the duo; one had fire red hair while the other had light blue hair. Quite the contrast I'll say.

«Ever heard of recycling, dude?» the redhead waves my newspaper in my face.

I lift an eyebrow.

Is this guy an idiot or what?

«Don't preach at me kid. Why don't you do it if you're such a good little boy?»

The redhead grins playfully while his companion shakes his head «Lea, don't-»

«Alright.» he throws the crumbled newspaper in the air and points his open palm at it and, much to my amusement, fire seemly sprouts out of his hand.

«Lea!» the blue haired boy groans as people start to gather around the duo in amazement.

«Oh my God!»

«It's a miracle!»

«God is among us!»

«An apostle!»

«Okay, let's get going.» in a rush the only sane boy of the two grabs Lea by is arm and runs towards an alley.

«Oi- wait- Isa!»

I hum in thought.

This might actually be interesting.

With that thought in mind I languidly walk towards the alley, I did have a lot of time on my hands anyway.

- O - O - O - O - O - O -

«You idiot.» Isa smacks the red head over the head in fury. «Do you have any idea what the Government would do to us if they caught us?» he hisses.

«Oh get that stick out of your ass Isa. Those people simply thought it was a magic trick, dude-»

«And can you stop saying, "dude" all the time? It's getting incredibly annoying.»

«Oh for the bloody love of…! Did you take your chill pills today, mate?»

Isa groans in annoyance.

«So,» I intervene before they could continue with their little brawl «you two boys are scientics?»

While Isa tries in vain to keep a straight face, though it paled considerably, Lea splutters incoherently as he stares at me in shock.

«Of course not.» Isa replies evenly «my friend was just being an idiot.»

«Oh really?» I quickly grab the red-haired hand and pull down his sleeve revealing a small homemade particle combustor.

I grin wickedly making the two teens gulp.

«L-listen sir, please don't take us in, we'll do anything.» Lea stutters.

«Anything?» I lift an eyebrow, my grin not faltering in the least. These fools actually think I care about the prized munny the Government gave if someone brought in a scientic. Too bad that people couldn't tell what was a "magic trick" and what was the work of science though.

«All right then, if you burn your friend's arm off I'll let you both go.»

«B-b-burn-» both boys look at each other in fright.

«Do I have to repeat myself?» I growl lowly.

«N-no, but isn't there anything else-»

«Not unless you want me to change my mind, I'm losing a lot munny by not taking you in, you know.»

Isa gulp «But how do we know you'll let us go afterwards?»

«You don't.» I give him a sweet smile making him glare at me spitefully.

«Just do it, Lea.»

The red head snaps his head towards him in shock. «Are you out of your mind? You'll die!»

«Does it seem like we have any other choice?»

«But!»

«Come on kiddies, I don't have all day.»

«I-I can't-» Suddenly the red-haired stops shaking and his eyes fill with determination.

«Alright.» he agrees silently.

I release his arm and he turns towards the blue haired boy.

«You ready?»

Isa nods.

«Three… two… ONE!» the brat quickly turns towards me and activates the particle combustor.

As the skin on my face starts to combust, I immediately feel sharp pain struck through all of my nerves as if I had just been shocked with a teaser. As the flames started eating up the skin on my face, entering my eye sockets and destroying my eyes along with my nose and ears I grab my head in attempt to put off the flames. This only served in burning my hands in the process unfortunately. My attempts appear to be futile and soon I feel my lips curl up from the heat.

«we… go…»

I throw myself on the ground landing thankfully on a pile of grainy terrain effectively putting an end to the combustion.

«… dead…? Le… must… fore…»

Fuck, that hurt.

Once I pinpoint their location I quickly get up and grab them both by their throats and slam them against the alley wall.

I smile somewhat as I hear their high pitched screams. But as much as I relish in their scared screeches, I didn't want any unwanted attention. I lightly squeeze their throats choking them on their own cries.

I will my cells to reconstruct my face. First my eyes so that I could admire their terrified expressions, and I must admit wasn't disappointed; Lea was green and seemed like he was about to throw up his own intestines, while Isa on the other hand seems shocked out of his wits, tears welling up and face as pale as death.

I willed my lids to reconstruct themselves and I wink at them making Lea effectively puke on the side.

«…what… ou?» whispered Isa.

«Can't hear you.» I somewhat answer, which reminds me that I had to repair my damaged lips and tongue too; damn these kids did a number on me.

When I completely reconstruct my damaged face I drop them on the ground, they don't even try to escape much to my amusement. As I snort out some coagulated blood from my nostrils and clean my bloodied eyes I ask the blue haired kid to repeat his question.

«You were saying?»

«What the flying shitty fuck are you?» shouts Lea.

I grin «I'm a genetically modified human of the 2088 and a scientic.» I retort simply.

«A-a fucking modified human» the red head laughs hysterically. «Oh, shit I'm going mad. W-what just happened? Isa what the fuck happened?» he grabs his hair shaking his head as he looks around himself like a caged animal.

«C-calm down Lea.»

«Fucking calm down? This guy, this apparently 500 hundred-year old geezer,» «Hey now, no need to insult» «just fucking reconstructed his fucking face!»

«I know that!» Isa hisses.

I laugh out loud. «Man, aren't you two amusing.»

The blue haired boy slowly turns towards me «what are you going to do with us?»

I hum in thought, what am I going to do with these two entertaining brats.

«Don't know.»

«You aren't going to kill us, right? You said you're a scientic like us, right?» Lea asked hopefully, slowly regaining his cool even though a note of hysteria was still present as he spoke.

«Hmm, perhaps.»

«Were you actually going to let me burn Isa's arm off?»

«Probably.»

«But you're one of us!»

I chuckle «I'm sorry, dude. But I'm a loner I don't care about anyone. Even if they have my same beliefs.»

Lea pales again.

«But I can see you're talented. Tell me, did you build that particle combustor?»

Lea gazes the machine «Hey, that's a cool name, now that I think about it. But yeah.»

«That's good. You've just gained a life ticket.»

«Wha-»

«You mean you're not going to kill us?» asks Isa amazed.

«Nah, not today at least.» I crouch in front of them «Let me see that.»

Lea eyes me suspiciously making me let out a laugh. «If I wanted to kill you I would do it without burning you to a crisp, there are more entertaining ways to end someone's life you know.»

Snorting he hands me his prized possession.

«Not bad, but it could be better.» I mutter as I eye it appreciatively «I could help you if you want.»

«Really?» asks Lea incredulously.

«Duh.»

Quietly and in only thirty minutes I explain the kid how to upgrade his little toy. I don't know why I helped him out, maybe it's because I haven't seen a machine of this caliber for more than a century. It's like an awakening from a long sleep. As soon as I laid my eyes on it, immediately information started sprouting in my mind. But the fact is, I don't know where it's coming from. I don't have any memory of me studying this shit. It's as if I already knew the basis and by knowing only that, I could understand everything else about the object. And it's not only about weapons, but everything that has something to do with mechanics or microbiology. Of course the last one is a must; how could I control my own cells if I don't know how they work?

«How do you know all this stuff?» Lea blinked.

«I've had 500 years to study whatever I wanted you know.» I lie.

«Are you really that old?» Isa inquires.

«Yeah.» I respond offhandedly still analyzing the particle combustor.

«Why are you telling us? Aren't you afraid that we might turn you in or something?» asks Lea.

I lift my gaze towards him «that's a stupid question. Do you really think someone like me is afraid of the Government?» I snort «Do me a favor.»

«Why don't you join us then!»

«Lea…» Isa hisses.

«Join what?»

«Our organization!»

«Lea!» his companion growls in anger.

«What? We need all the help we can get!»

«Do you actually think we can trust someone like him? No offence.»

«None taken» I retort with a chuckle. «But now you've caught my interest. What's this "Organization"?»

Lea turns towards Isa making him roll his eyes. «Oh, now you're asking my opinion. Just tell him everything-»

«Right! Isa and I formed an organization that goes against the government 'cause we believe that science should be brought back in to our society! At the moment we have five members-» «I was being sarcastic!» groans Isa in annoyance slapping his forehead in distress.

«I see. Seems interesting.» I mumble.

«So are you going to join us?»

«No.»

As Isa gave a sigh of relief, Lea groaned in dismay. These kids are weird, one moment they are scared out of their wits the next they are asking to join weird as organization. What gives?

«Why not?»

«I have more important matters to attend to at the moment.»

«Like?»

«You ask too many questions, kid.»

«I try my best.» he shrugs.

I roll my eyes «I'm looking for someone.»

Lea "ooohed" and "aaahed" annoyingly «is it your girlfriend?»

I let out an amused laugh «I think he would kick your teeth in if he heard you-» I stop dead in my tracks.

«What's wrong?»

«I have to go.» I retort hastily

«Hey-»

I disregard his call and briskly walk out of the alley. Looking around at the somewhat empty street I immediately catch the hooded silhouette of a girl.

«Flatchest.» I growl under my breath before I give chase.

-This is a line-

I look around the plaza the bitch had led me to.

Where the fuck is she?

The plaza was empty apart from a small building right in its centre. Sighing I walk towards the strange looking edifice and stare at the space where a door was supposed to be.

Lifting an eyebrow I give it a light push, immediately the wall moves revealing a secret passage.

Well that was easy.

Languidly I walk down the stairs. She wasn't going anywhere in any case; it was quite obvious that she has led me here on purpose.

When I reach the bottom I check out my surroundings. It seems like I was led to a rubbish dump of some sort. My nose twitches at smell of crap, food gone bad and death.

I narrow my eyes and I open my arms, an insane grin easily finding it's way on my features.

«You can come out flatchest. I'm here!» I yell.

After a moment of silence I quickly turn around blocking a knife direct to the back of my neck.

«Don't call me that you queer.» a voice growls.

I lift my eyes towards her, my grin widening as my eyes filled with intense murder intent. I didn't like her.

«What do you want from me?»

«The same thing I wanted the last time why met, queer.»

«Then you already know my answer.»

Xion sighed shaking her head «don't make me do this the hard way.»

I let out a loud laugh «Sound like you want to force me, flatchest.»

She sends me a glare «that is my intention yes.»

I whistle «you and what fucking army? Not mentioning that sounds kind of kinky.»

She smiles sweetly.

I lift an eyebrow and open my mouth to question her weird behavior put stop when I feel a sharp pain at my left shoulder. I quickly jump away from where I was standing, landing on the railing.

«What the-» my eyes widen as I stare at my armless shoulder, the blood spraying out of it quite worryingly even for me. I swiftly cover the gaping wound with my hand but before I could will my cells to multiply a kick sends me flying off the railing, before I hit the rubbish littered floor I twist my body landing on my feet.

I quickly dodge I flying knife and grab a pole on the ground and try to hit Xion with it but she immediately dodges by vaporizing and disappearing from my view. A kick to my back makes me fall to my knees.

Fuck it.

I can't fight with just one arm. I will myself to take the beating and order my cells to reconstruct my missing arm.

«Oh now you don't.» Xion tries to punch me in the face but I immediately grab it and break her wrist, I pull her towards me, she was too distracted by the pain to vaporize but my vision was filled by a flash of silver and then red.

I growl in frustration and leap backwards, putting as much distance between my opponents and me.

Panting from blood loss I stare and my now missing hand.

«Shit, this is disgusting.» the bitch growls as she tries to remove my hand from her wrist. «But good work.» she pats a small boy on the head.

«The fuck is this,» I laugh weakly eyeing the kid that had cut of my arm and hand as I at least try stop the blood from flowing out of my body. I couldn't see his features since it was covered with a white mask – did Xehanort have some sort of fetish in covering kids faces or something? – but he couldn't be older than ten. «Is this your army?» I force to calm my breathing; there's no way I would show my weakness in front of two brats.

«Seems to be more than enough to stop you though.»

I grit my teeth and continue to reconstruct my arm and now my hand.

Fuck, why is the re-growth so slow!

She tilts her head to the side smiling at my state «It's useless, Vanitas. You should just come with us.»

«Shut up flatchest.»

«I've had enough of your behavior.» she turns towards the masked kid «Let's go.»

Shit shit shit. I can't fight like this.

I growl, my arm wasn't even half way finished while my hand wouldn't even start re-growing.

What's wrong with me?

My eyes narrow as Xion's particles came towards me at high-speed.

«Watch out, dude!» a voice yells behind me, before everything in front of me caught on fire. My eyes widen in disbelief, before I turn towards my – insert grimace here – savior.

«Lea?»

«Yo, dude.»

«What the fuck are you doing here?»

The red head huffs «Well aren't we ungrateful.»

An unearthly scream stops our rant.

«You bastard, you bastard, you bastard

I roll my eyes and turn towards Lea how had paled drastically «Seriously next time, aim better.» the pyromaniac gives me a shaky laugh as he eyes Xion's withering form, she was severely burned on various parts of her naked body. In the mean time the masked kid didn't even spare her a glance as he intently stares at me.

«Shut the fuck up flatchest!» I growl after a while, I had enough of her high-pitched screams. «You, Lea, grab that axe.»

«Wha- why?»

«Just do it!»

I laid my right arm on the ground. «Cut it off.» I say simply as his eyes practically popped out his eyes sockets.

«Are you insane? Why the hell would I do that?»

I roll my eyes «God you're annoying and stupid. Of course I'm fucking insane now cut it off.»

«Do it yourself!»

I give him an annoyed look «With what genius

He stares at my now skeleton arm and almost pukes «What the hell happened to your arm?»

«Oh my- you really are an idiot aren't you?»

«wha-»

«If you don't want to die, cut it off now!»

Closing his eyes he swipes the axe down with a scream, and- missing the mark completely.

«You might want to keep your eyes open you know.»

«I can't.» he shakes his head.

I sigh as I glance at my two opponents; Xion was slowly getting to her feet while the kid was still staring at me – creeper -.

«I don't know why you're here or why you helped me, but now you don't have a choice but finish the job you've started.» I grit my teeth my patience wearing thin «you want science to be accepted again right? Than let me give you a piece of advice.» I glare spitefully at him «you should stop, right now. You're not cut out for this sort of life. Revolting against society isn't a trip down the lane. It's a dangerous path and you'll encounter threats on every twist and turns. Besides,» I chuckle «look at us.»

He stares at me quizzically «we are the products of science; we're what people would call abominations. Do you really want to make science legal again?»

«I-» he starts to shake as his eyes glaze over.

I sigh, glancing towards a stumbling Xion.

«What are you doing you stupid brat! Attack him!» Xion screams in anger.

Without any hesitation the masked kid sprints towards me, sword raised high.

Shit-

Suddenly I heard I loud thump before a warm liquid bathed my elbow.

I smirk insanely.

Finally.

In an instant my cells multiplied and my hand was a good as new, I grab the axe from Lea's hand and knocked the sword out the kid's hands before imbedding it in the kid's stomach.

As I pant in exhaustion dribbles of blood rivered from behind the mask, slowly dripping down the kid's throat. Before long he let out a long agonized scream as he fell backwards clutching his wounded stomach.

«Fucking brat,» I spat as I dislodged the axe out of his body before I flung it down on his hand cutting it off.

«Vanitas!» Lea grabbed me by uninjured shoulder pulling me back and away from the agonizing boy. «What the hell are you doing! He's just a kid!»

«Fuck that,» I push him away «he fucking started it by cutting my fucking arm and hand off!» I pull away and crouch in front of the kid.

«I wanna see you're fucking face as I cut you're head off.» I push the mask back.

My own golden eyes widen in surprise as I stare at terrified sapphire blue eyes. Tears were dripping down the side of his face as his body shook as he held back sobs. I was shocked by his terrified expression, sure I was expecting an emotionless little ninja or something along those lines; but what really shocked me was his face. Ignoring his chocolate brown hair and his deep blue eyes, he was identical to me.

«Fuck, is that your brother? Did you just cut your own brother's hand off?»

I ignored Lea's hysterics and study the boy in front of me.

Is this a joke?

«…Help me…» he whispers lowly as his body convulses and his face twitches.

I frown.

«I don't want be here» he starts to cry as his body starts to shake as if he were having an epileptic attack. «Home. Home. Home. Mother. Mother!»

«What's the meaning of this?» I turn towards Xion who is now on her feet. «What is this?» I repeat yelling at her in anger.

She smirks «What do you think it is?» she challenges.

I narrow my eyes «Kill her Lea.»

With slight hesitation the red head points his particle combustor at her, making her smirk drop in an instant.

«W-wait, don't be so drastic.» she stutters as she held her arms up.

«Talk.» I say simply as I signal Lea to maintain that position.

«If I do, will you let me go?»

«You're in no position to demand or negotiate anything. Talk now or I'll make sure that you're death will be extremely painful. Don't challenge me, Xion.»

She gulps «The first time we met I was able to steal you're DNA-» she starts.

«So this kid, is your clone?» Lea asks.

I shake my head «It would take more than four months to clone a human being. And besides the clone would be identical to the me the moment she got part of my DNA.»

«So why does he look like you?»

«Probably because they administrated him part of my DNA inside his body,» I lift the boys shirt revealing the now healing wound «so that he could have my abilities.»

All of a sudden the boy starts to scream.

«What's wrong with him?» Lea demands frantically.

I smirk turning towards Xion «Looks like you're experiment failed.» I grab the boys wounded arm where a weird looking appendage was starting to form «Seems like he isn't able to reproduce entire limbs.»

Xion grits her teeth «Then we have no need for a failed experiment.»

«Kill her!» I order Lea, but it was too late she immediately disappeared in the thin air as Lea's particle combustor set on fire the surrounding trash.

«D-did I get her?»

«I doubt it,» I turn towards the boy.

«This seems pretty bad.» Lea grimaces at the kids deformed hand.

I shrug indifferently slowly getting up.

«Hey where are you going?» he asks frantically.

«I'm going to eat, I'm hungry.»

«You're fucking- a kid is about to die and you're thinking about your own stomach?»

«Huh, yeah? What of it?»

«I can't believe this-»

«Listen, it's none of my business. You want act like a hero? Please, go ahead, I have better things to do.»

«I can't do this on my own!»

«I don't care» I start walking towards the exit. «I've already wasted a day-»

«Searching that for your friend? Fuck is he an asshole like you too?»

I stop at that.

No, he isn't.

I tilt my head to the side as I slowly turn towards him «Am I an asshole only because I don't want to do what you want me to do?»

«Wha?» Lea stares at me with a dumbfounded expression.

I sigh rolling my eyes «Just answer the question, red.»

He gives me a shaky look still pretty confused at my question.

«What you're doing isn't right.»

I grin «Pardon?»

«It's not right.» he repeats without an ounce of doubt.

I chuckle «It's not right? Who are you to tell me what's the right thing to do? What is right for you?»

He looks at me like I've grown two heads.

«Do you want to help this kid only because it's the right thing to do?»

«Yes.»

I tilt my head to the side «Just tell me this; do you have the compulsion to help him, because it's "right" or because you want to help him.»

«What's the difference?» he frowns.

I laugh «There's a big difference. If you're merely doing it because it's right thing to do then you're just following customs, kind of like a robot just doing what its creator is telling it to do. If you think you should help him because you want to, it means you've actually thought about it,»

«You aren't making much sense.»

«I get that often.» I roll my eyes before turning towards the exit, my mood to talk already disappeared.

«I,» He narrows his eyes in thought «I do it because it makes me feel good. If I can help someone I don't see why I shouldn't help them out. Maybe it's because I think I'd like someone to do the same for me if I were in the same position.» he gives a shaky laugh making me pause in mid stride «even though it's unlikely I'd be in the same position, but you get my point.» he gulps «Perhaps I'm just being selfish in the end. But leaving him here like this, just makes me sick.»

«I see.» I stare intently at him.

«Will you help me now?»

«Help you help him? Why should I?»

He gives me an exasperated look «because he has your same abilities, you're probably the only one who can help him.»

I lift an eyebrow making him roll his eyes.

«I promise I'll buy you as much food as you want, later.»

I grin at that «Now we're talking.»

I walk towards the brat and crouched at his left while Lea sat at his right.

«Hey, what's this?» he pointed at the side of the kid's neck.

I lift an eyebrow as I eye the metallic disk. I reach towards it with my left arm, which now had thin layer of muscle making slight movements possible, and pulled it off.

The boy gasps in shock «T-thank you.» he whispers.

«What's your name.» I ask him simply.

«S-sora,» he whimpers before he lets out another pained scream.

«Alright brat, I need you to stop your cells for multiplying.»

He gives me a weird look «W-wha?»

I sigh in exasperation.

Don't tell me.

«How did you heal your stomach wound?»

«I-I don't know.»

I curse under my breath.

«Okay listen I need you to concentrate, alright?» I curse again «Concentrate on your hand.»

«But it hurts!» he yelps.

«Fuck that kid, if you want me to fucking help you, you'll do as I say.» I growl my patience already none existing by this point.

«Vanitas-»

«Shut up Lea.»

Sora squeezes his eyes shut making more tears fall down the side of his face «Okay.» he nods.

«Good. Concentrate, can you feel its changing shape?»

He nods as a sob escapes his lips.

«Okay, I need you to stop their movements. It's like an arm-»

«I can't» he cries out.

I clench my fist «Try harder.» I hiss in his ear.

In an instant the ever-changing appendage ceased it's convulsive growth.

«He did it!» Lea yells happily.

«Yes, yes simply terrific,» I roll my eyes before glancing at Lea «Food.»

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