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 Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:47 am
Really, it was doomed from the start, there was just no way around it.
They had returned from their vacation, ie 'get the ******** out of the castle and away from Xemnas' to find they really wished they had just stayed away. Such a wonderful vacation it had been, three days of nothing but fun, arcades, movies, EPIC MINI GOLF, laser tag, go-carts, comfy beds, and all the pizza they could eat. Ah, if only home was like that...
Seems being along in the castle with no one to torment makes for a VERY grumpy superior. A grumpy superior that likes to apparently likes to send his subordinates on impossible missions.
"You and Demyx are to go on a mission to collect hearts."
"What? How the hell are we supposed to do that without a keyblade?"
"FIGURE IT OUT!"
Well the conversation had gone something like that, most likely with more yelling, threats, and colorful swearing.
So here they were, the sniper and the sitarist, on some stupid world filled with stupid skyscrapers (and oh god was it noisy here) on a stupid impossible mission.
Well ********, what the hell were they supposed to do now?
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:03 am
 Demyx looked less than happy. Demyx...looked rather huffy and pissed off.
"What the heck are we even supposed to be doing?"
He was digging in his pocket, eying the notecard contained within with a raised brow.
"Collect hearts....collect. Hearts. ...Huh."
The note was tucked away back in his pocket, his hands on his hips now.
"And just HOW are we supposed to do this Xiggy-man?"
Not that Xiggy knew, but it made him feel better to ask. Grumbling, the sitarist had taken the initiative to walk forward a few steps and examine their surroundings. Recon he could do. Collecting hearts? Noooot so much.
"...This is a strange place."
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:12 am
"I have no ******** idea."
Collecting hearts? Yeah, that was so not going to happen. They were nobodies (heh, so far as Xigbar was concerned he'd already given enough hearts to the superior when he lost his own, b*****d) they had no damned keyblade, when they killed heartless the damned things just disappeared then respawned later. They had NO WAY TO COLLECT ******** HEARTS!
I hate you Xemnas, I hate you so much. And one day, just you wait you egotistical ******** b*****d.
"May as well look around..."
And kill a few heartless, sure, why not, as if it would do any good.
Xigbar looked up at that sky, night time. Not that it was really all that dark with all the lights of the city. Tall buildings, a lot of tall buildings, including one that seemed taller than the others. Hmm...Xanatos enterprises, wait, what...where those claw marks in CONCRETE?!
"I think we should go this way."
Something had been fighting there, maybe heartless, only one way to find out. Maybe those wings would come in handy here...
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:21 am
Demyx shoved his paws into his coat pockets and trailed off after Xigbar. The sitarist was mumbling, something about how this whole thing was stupid and how he just wanted to be back home and on his couch.
He really -was- a lazy a** bum when it came to his 'job'.
Demyx had noticed the claw marks as well, though his usual course of action would be running the hell -away- from whatever had made them, not going to find it! Sighing heavily he followed the sniper. What other choice did he have?
"Fineee....."
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:32 am
Xigbar snorted, as if he liked this any more than Demyx did. It was stupid, stupid, STUPID! WTF were they doing here?! Oh yeah, because of Xemnas, they had no other choice.
Muttering, Xigbar walked, pausing to examine what appeared to be a few flecks of stone on the ground. Whatever, unless the heartless were suddenly TURNING TO STONE! it wasn't important. No really, it wasn't, not at ALL. But god damn what the hell heartless was strong enough to leave claw marks in concrete?
Maybe one they could steal a heart from, maybe, as if.
A loud cry, Xigbar's ears flattened, what the ******** hell was that? Movement, a shadow over head. Oh...great...the flying kind of heartless. Snort, time to use those wings he guessed. (not that he couldn't use gravity, but pffft...wings.
"Up there."
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:48 am
Oh hell no.
Demyx had gone forward, studying the marks in the concrete with interest. Horrified interest. He really didn't want to meet up with whatever caused those. Like...ever. Especially not in the dark.
And then there was movement and Xigbar was saying 'up there' and the sitarist was stuck frantically shaking his head NO.
"No way man, just -no way-. Violence isn't my thing, you know this! I'll be waiting riiiight over here."
Here he turned on his heels, and quickly started to walk in the opposite direction.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 10:57 am
"Get back here!"
Oh no you don't! You are not getting out of this one! If I have to do this mission, then YOU have to do it. Going back to the castle with a failed mission AND a missing companion? As if, hell no.
His hand reached out, catching Demyx by the collar before he could get more than two steps away. And then his wings had opened, and he was lifting them BOTH off the ground. It was a good thing he had power over gravity, or Demyx would have been REALLY heavy. But he was dragging the little sitarist along, whether he liked it or not.
"Would you hold still?!"
Hey, the city actually didn't look bad from up here.
There they were, heartless...fighting each other? Wait a minute, THOSE were definitely NOT heartless. They were big, and scaly, and had wings! But they were fighting heartless, the never ending battle.
"You know they'll just keep coming back."
And they would, because without a ******** KEYBLADE the heartless ALWAYS came back.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 11:03 am
"HEY LEMME GO!"
Oh hell no he wasn't going to make this easy on Xigbar. The sitarist wiggled and flailed and just generally bitched the entire way up. Damnit, damnit DAMNIT, what the hell man?!
And then he had to stop, because there were things up here fighting and...what the hell they weren't all heartless.
"X-x-xiggy?!"
Demyx had gone still, simply hanging from the grip of the other. This wasn't cool man, he wanted to go and he wanted to go right now. And WHATEVER it was that was fighting didn't seem to happy to be interrupted by strangers.
"C-can we go now? Please?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 11:20 am
Xigbar hissed, a fleeting thought that he should just DROP Demyx. But no, he'd rather not have to scrape him from the pavement, or fight these things alone. As much as Demyx bitched and whined and claimed he hated fighting, he was actually a lot stronger than anyone else ever gave him credit for (it was just a matter of getting him to NOT run away like a wuss).
"No, we can't."
Are you kidding? They had been given a mission, a FAIL mission, but a mission nonetheless. And while there was NO WAY IN HELL they could even hope to succeed in the actual mission, well Xigbar sure as hell wasn't going home empty-handed. He was already a nobody, he sure as hell did NOT want to be LESS than that.
The thing about heartless, they are indiscriminate attackers. And just because Xigbar had not yet struck at one of them, well that didn't stop the bastards from attacking HIM. ******** hand still holding Demyx, a gun appeared in the other. Several shots fired, the beast vanished. And true to what he had said, the heart just vanished, and oh look, ANOTHER NEW HEARTLESS! Imagine that.
And now they were surrounded, not by heartless, but by those things.
"Who are you, and why do ye have wings?"
You see, the thing about that... Oh ********>
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 7:50 pm
"Cmoooon man, please?"
Demyx was shaking slightly. Cmon Xiggy, we can just leave! Go home...or...no not home, home was horrible. They could just go find a nice world to bunker down in for a nice...looooong while, then eventually head home. Right? Right!
Or not...
The sitarist yelped at the SUDDEN GUN, not that the gun ever did any good against the heartless. Ugh, they just disapeared to reappear all over again and....
Oh...s**t.
"W-w-wings?"
Demyx glanced back at his own wings, a rather nervous grin crossing his maw.
"U-um...you s-s-see...something messed with our headphones and..."
Okay, nevermind the wing explanation.
"Name's Demyx! W-who are you charming...er............p-people?"
Not..people. But it was the nicest thing he could think of.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 8:08 pm
Snort! The heartless may have come back, but at least it wasn't CLAWING AT HIS WINGS anymore. Hmmph, stupid heartless, stupid mission, stupid Xemnas.
"Xigbar."
Nice to meet you, no really. Alright then, so how was he going to explain--
"Do you have something do with these creatures?!"
Whoa! Easy there big guy! Xigbar shifted backward from the largest of the flying creatures, the one that seemed to be their leader. God, with the way he was acting though you'd think this was HIS city. Heh, maybe it was, though somehow he doubted that. Probably belonged to that...Xanatos enterprises thing.
"No."
Nope, sure don't, not a thing to do with the heartless, absolutely not. And no, one of those creatures (or one like it) had never in any way shape or form been HIM at one time (that was what happened when you lost your heart right? A heartless was left, and sometimes a nobody, like him and Demyx).
They were getting many suspicious looks.
"Look, we just came here to investigate the commotion, just like you."
"Like us?! We're -protecting- this city!"
"And wonderful job you're doing of it I might say, but really, they always come back."
He pointed to the heartless that were already creeping their way back.
"So maybe we should deal with those first, before we worry about introductions."
Demyx, I hope you're ready, because there is no getting out of this one.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 8:42 pm
Suspicious looks were not cool. Suspicious looks from creepy -things- was even more uncool. Cmon Xiggy, can't we just ******** leave?
No? God damnit...
Demyx grumped. He wasn't happy. Not one god damn bit.
But he was summoning his sitar, despite the odd looks that earned him. If they had to do this, he was going to be prepared god damnit.
It was only when one particularly bold heartless got too close that Demyx strummed away on the sitar...and somehow smited a heartless. With strumming. Lamest attack -ever- but at least it worked right? HEY. XIG. YOU BETER BE WATCHING CAUSE HE'S DOING SOMETHING OVER HERE.
Oh yeah.
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:03 pm
Yeah yeah, I see you, kid. GAH STOP STRUMMING THE DAMNED THING AND JUST HIT IT OVER THE HEAD! Wtf was with that strumming s**t anyways, WHAT DID IT EVEN DO?
Xigbar had produced both guns, shots firing in multiple directions, taking down two heartless at once. Some many heartless, you'd think at least one of them COULD LEAVE THE DAMNED HEART BEHIND! But noooo....NO HEARTS FOR US! ******** YOU XEMNAS!
Another of the stupid heartless beasts (what were these the dragon type, or was it gargoyle type? Oh hey...gargoyles) had lunged at him. Might have caught him to had one of their new 'friends' not smashed it right out of the sky! HOLY s**t!
"Thanks."
It wouldn't be long until he returned the favor. And hopefully, that was the last of them...for now.
Uncomfortable silence, exchanged glances.
"Where did ye say you were from?"
uh...
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:22 pm
Hit people with his sitar?! But...but..it was a finely tuned musical instrument!
That was now being SLAMMED into something to prevent being nibbled upon. God damnit he was SO going to have to tune this thing later.
But soon enough they were all gone (not that Demyx had beaten many of them himself...), and he quickly dismissed the sitar. He'd fix it up later.
Now! A question he could answer!
"We're from the World that---"
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Posted: Tue Dec 01, 2009 9:34 pm
Xigbar's hand was over Demyx's mouth in an instant, muffling the answer he was about to give. DON'T TELL THEM THAT!
"We're from out of town."
Way WAY out of town. No where you've ever been, nope, NEXT QUESTION PLEASE!
"And you have nothing to do with these--"
"Hearthless."
"--Hearthless."
"Nope, sorry."
"Then how did you know what they're called? Or that they'd come back?"
Well...crap.
"We've fought them before, at our home."
Well that wasn't -really- a lie, they did like to lurk in the shadows of the 'town' under the castle.
"Wait, those things aren't just here?"
Yes! Common ground! Maybe they'll think we're friends and--
"You are sure you have nothing to do with the heartless, as you call them."
Or not...
"Look pal, we're just here to fight them same as you. We have no idea why they're here."
That was mostly truth. They were there to fight them, and they definitely were not responsible for them being there. So Xigbar knew a little more than he was telling, like what they really were, how they were connected to nobodies, that they were really from another WORLD. But they didn't need to know that.
"Who..what are you? I've never seen anyone like you before."
Hey Demyx, look, RECON! YOUR FAVORITE!
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