Chapter 9: Mission Impossible?
Millions of these little things called 'heartless' that Tryxel had seen in pictures, but never in person, were now surrounding her.
And her partner, Marluxia, was no where to be found.
And all Tryxel had, was a damn stick.
If she had a heart, she'd be panicking. But she didn't. So she couldn't. But she damn well remembered.
"Pink BASTARD!" she yelled out, feeling a warmth spread from her fingers and toes then flow throughout her body. She barely noticed, considering how high her anger was rising.
She suddenly started to wail on every little dark creature in her view, ranting various curses toward the things, imaging little Marluxia heads.
Soon, they were all gone and Tryxel stood panting in the land of stretched out rubber bands, some of which were popping from the strain of the beating.
"Ah, there you are." said pink bastard waltzed over. "I was looking for you." he said with a smirk.
At his appearance, sarcastic voice, and demeaning smile, Tryxel suddenly saw black.
"Tryxel? Try-" she heard his voice, but she couldn't see, anything, at all. She felt oddly warm, but not hot. She also felt, out of her own body in a sense, like something had taken over.
On the outside, Tryxel had become a mere shadowed silhouette of her actual form with glowing orange eyes. For a second, Marluxia was convinced she had become a heartless, but, this was oddly familiar.
Tryxel crouched slightly and leapt at Marluxia faster than he could process what happened. She grabbed his own weapon which he tried desperately to summon back with futile attempt.
His eyes widened in actual horror and shock when giant rose like vines erupted from the ground, coming to grab him as Tryxel laughed manically. He held out his hands, trying to tame the plants, it worked slightly, like forcing a negative and positive magnet toward each other.
"What the FUCK?" he yelled as everything went black yet he knew he was conscience. He suddenly heard an odd voice, that of a girl yet more… demonic?
"You left me Lumi darling. Left me with a FUCKING STICK." the voice was oddly calm for the most part, taking on the eviler voice every few words.
Marluxia felt a pain go through his arm along with a flicker of vision. He saw the shadow Tryxel standing before him with his weapon.
"W-Who's side are you ON?" he yelled, actually fearing for his after-life.
"I'm on whatever side you PUSH ME TO." Tryxel exclaimed. Several metallic like bangs were heard along with a flash of the girl gaining closer each time, banging the Graceful Dahlia along the ground.
But Marluxia had a plan.
Once close enough, he used his uninjured arm to summon his weapon with as much power as he could muster. Feeling relieved as he felt it back in his hand, he chuckled at the startled gasp as he slowly was about to see again.
Shadow Tryxel looked blindly around as Marluxia grabbed her.
"Calm the fuck DOWN!" he yelled. She struggled against him, slowy starting to see the familiar bands again while she suddenly felt a cool blast.
Marluxia let go of her and eyed her suspiciously.
"What is your problem?" he said, finally breathing. Tryxel took a step but he held his Dahlia in front of him.
"I- I don't know. I was, I was…. What's your problem? You left me to fight alone!" Tryxel exclaimed.
"That was my plan." Marluxia said nonchalantly.
"PLAN?" Tryxel yelled. She turned, waving her hands out wildly. "I wanna leave." she said with much attitude. Marluxia stifled a laugh as he realized what she was trying to do.
"You have not been taught to open a portal." he explained to her.
She turned and glared at him, then opened her mouth to speak, but was suddenly swept up from the ground.
Marluxia heard a bone-chilling shriek as the cloaked figure disappeared with her. Literally disappeared into thin air.
He stood in shook for a moment before running to where she just was.
"Tryxel? Who goes there? Where are you taking her?" he shouted out to nothing but rubber.
"Shit…" he said, and quickly opened a portal, looking back once before running into it.
Leaving behind Tryxel's orange crystal.