Ah… this part of the game just really got me.
I mean, what the hell is up with this thing? It made laugh hysterically when I saw it. And then it attacked me and I was in shock.
So this is my reason why it was made.
Disclaimers: Birth By Sleep does not belong to me. Small spoiler alert for you guys who haven't played the game!
Yes, I know Vanitas doesn't act like this. But this is why I think that this Unversed was created. Besides… who doesn't like bunnies?
Master Xehanort stares at his disciple, wondering just what the hell he thought he was doing. Vanitas, normally the most serious and actually one of the most frightening people he could think of, was crouching down by a hole in the ground, trying to look inside. Considering that he had that huge helmet on, this was proving to be very difficult for him.
Master Xehanort could almost picture the exasperated look on his pupil's face, and how angrily his dark golden eyes must be glaring down into that hole. But the big question was… what was he actually doing?
"Vanitas-" Master Xehanort says in a calm voice but then, the boy did something completely unexpected. Vanitas rips his helmet off, glares at his master and makes a shushing noise, just before dropping his helmet on the ground and going back to glare inside the dusty hole. The Master couldn't believe what he had just done.
"Did you just shush me?" Master Xehanort demands angrily but then Vanitas does it again, this time even louder.
"SHH!" The boy snarls irritably, scowling in an angry way as he looks back into the hole. Well, at this time, Master Xehanort had had enough. He grabs his pupil by the shoulder, yanking him up violently to glare at him.
"Now listen here, young man! You are the student and I am the mas-" He starts to shout when Vanitas suddenly whips back around, scrabbling inside of the hole desperately. However, in a matter of minutes, he lets out an angry shout.
"YOU LET IT GET AWAY!" Vanitas growls as he stands back up, brushing the dust off of his suit in annoyance. When Master Xehanort looks closely, he suddenly notices a small gray rabbit sticking its head up from the hole, checking to see if its surroundings were safe. However, when Vanitas looks at it desperately, it jumps back into its burrow and quickly disappears.
"Why are you trying to catch a rabbit?" Master Xehanort asks in confusion. Vanitas turns away from him, flushing in embarrassment. He mumbles something quietly, scuffling his feet quietly against the dirt.
"What was that?" Master Xehanort snaps, making Vanitas immediately straighten up.
"… I wanted a pet." Vanitas admits again, blushing even harder as Master Xehanort stares at him in shock. He vaguely remembered Ventus, who had been his apprentice before Vanitas, once chasing a wild rabbit for nearly half a mile before actually managing to catch the mangy thing and making it his pet. He had named it "Captain Fluffy". It was pronounced with a French accent. Xehanort also remembered just how mortified Ventus had been when he had tried to eat the rabbit.
"You want a pet. A rabbit." Master Xehanort repeats in shock as Vanitas nods defiantly. He glares at his master angrily, as if daring him to say otherwise.
"And where the hell do you think you'll be keeping this rabbit?" Master Xehanort demands. Vanitas shrugs, picking up his helmet and dusting it off carefully before presenting it back to his master hopefully.
"You are NOT keeping a rabbit in there. It'll die. Besides, what's wrong with the Unversed? You like the Unversed." Master Xehanort bargains carefully. Vanitas immediately scowls, obviously hating the idea.
"The Unversed are boring." He states in a monotone voice, shrugging in boredom. Apparently, Vanitas had already gotten tired of the monsters he was able to create at will. It only took a little bit of imagination to make them, and Vanitas had plenty of that. Master Xehanort rubs his temples in pain, remembering just how much his pupil had laughed, maniacally no less, at how his gorilla-like Wild Bruiser Unversed had managed to send him flying. It had taken weeks for the back pain to go away completely.
"Then make a new one." He snaps, grabbing his pupil by the arm again, dragging him back to the campfire angrily. Reluctantly being dragged behind his master, Vanitas takes one last longing look at the rabbit hole before picking up the pace and turning back to the campfire.
Several hours later, Master Xehanort eagerly lights his pipe, sucking in a long draught of smoke as he stares up at the night sky. He smiles coldly, remember how the stars from his home world had looked like, so long ago. He sighs, content to have a full stomach and to have Vanitas quiet and submissive at his side.
Vanitas on the other hand, was very bored. He stares longingly at the ground, knowing that if he had waited a few more minutes, he could have caught that stupid rabbit. Then he sits up in mild anticipation, a very rare smile crossing his lips as he remembers his Master's words. He holds his hand out in front of him, closing his eyes to concentrate.
"Ah, my boy… this is the life. If only we-… Vanitas?" Master Xehanort asks in confusion as he turns around to see his pupil glowing faintly purple in the darkness. He smiles eagerly; this only happened once in a short while, when Vanitas was creating a new kind of Unversed. The moment that Vanitas opened his eyes, the new creature would be born.
Vanitas opens his eyes, a wild cry of insane laughter emerging from his lips as the purplish smoke suddenly materializes into a solid shape. As the smoke cleared, he let out a wild whoop of happiness.
Master Xehanort on the other hand, stares at him in horror.
"YOU MADE A RABBIT UNVERSED?" He screams angrily, jabbing a long crooked finger at the fledging Unversed, which was making soft noises as it tried to hop around clumsily. Vanitas nods and smiles in a pleased way.
"Yes. It is… It is a Hareraiser." Vanitas names it quietly, giving the small violet-colored creature a gentle pat on the head, stroking its long floppy ears carefully. It curls up next to him, rubbing its head against his palm almost lovingly.
"GET RID OF IT-!" Master Xehanort, in giving the small, seemingly defenseless creature a furious kick, suddenly shrieks in horror as the small Unversed turns against him, narrowing its red eyes at him angrily. It hops to him, swings its head around for a moment before sending him flying with a single powerful flick of its head, smacking him practically into the fire with its long floppy ears.
"I think I like you. Let's be friends." Vanitas tells it quietly, picking it up and cradling the tiny rabbit-like creature to his chest gently.
Master Xehanort groans in pain, feeling his back pop in several places where it wasn't supposed to pop.
Sometimes, he really, really hated the Unversed.
