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76. Broken PiecesI stood there shaking. No This can't be happening . This can't be!
"Sora!" I ran forward, picking up his keyblade and then stopped with a flash of light.
I disregarded this as I ran forward, taking out heartless as I went. I then, with no clue of the results, fired off a few spells at the giant heartless that had attacked Sora. He had managed to weaken it quite a bit, so it went down without much of an argument. After that, I rushed to Sora.
"Sora! Oh god " I said, unable to say much more. I had run out of potions a few battles before. My only hope now was being able to use 'cure'. I tried, using about all my energy, then fell to my knees. It won't take away the blood on the ground, but at least he appears to not be as hurt.
"How How did you do that?" He asked, sitting up.
"Oh, thank god you're alright!" I said, letting out an unintentionally held breath.
"Cassidy, how did you-" then he noticed that I had his keyblade in my hand. "You You can wield the keybl
99. FateIt was all that I could not to hit the two gods-in-human-form over the head.
"Idiots! Don't you know what exactly I'm doing?!"
Chaos glared at me while Cosmos looked worried.
"You're writing the end of this feud!" Chaos growled.
"It's more than that." I growled back. Cosmos lifted a hand to her heart in realization, and then looked me straight in the eye.
"You're acting as fate." She uttered the words almost painfully.
"Right on the money." I said. "You see, there is a future for all of this! I've been charged with writing it! But really, I have no control of this! The future is for you to decide! Whether that means one hundred more years of war, or blowing yourselves to smithereens and leaving the rest of your armies to fight- it all depends on what you choose!"
"You mean to tell me-" Chaos began, his hand gripping his sword and then holding it in a ready position, "-That there is no real reason that we brought you here?!"
"And you're showing me that you would kil
42. Standing StillI just stayed where I was. I didn't move. I tried not to listen to the words that were said. Nothing said I had to listen, or had to move, so I just stood there. The voices in my head grew louder.
C'mon! You can't just stand here and do nothing! My conscience prodded.
She's your sister! Why won't you help her?
"Give me a reason to. She brought this confusing hell to my life. I'm gonna let her take it back." I muttered, looking away from straight ahead.
What if she needs you?! What if the whole idea of the conflict can be stopped if you intervene?!
"Then I guess it won't stop until my sister apologizes."
What if she's fighting for her life and her friends' lives?! What if she can't come to you just to say 'I'm sorry that I'm bringing you into this, but I need your help to stop it!'
"Well that's what she's going to need to do if she wants my trust back."
My conscience growled at me and tried to move my body forward, but I didn't let it.
11. MemoryI looked out to the ocean. Something had been on my mind lately. An old memory. An old set of memories, actually. It's a wonder I remember them at all; I was four when the events occurred. I sighed, brushing my long hair back and taking the pony-tail holder off my wrist and managing to pull my hair out of my face. I brushed off my denim shorts, blue/black tank-top with the red jacket-like pocket on the front, and sat down while peeling off my sandals.
"There you are." I turned to see Riku, still in his jeans (I have no idea how he's not overheating in them. See why I switched to shorts?) and black tank-top.
"Where else would I be?" I said with a laugh.
He sat down next to me. "What's on your mind?"
"Something has to be on my mind for me to look out at the ocean?" I asked, leaning back into the sand.
"For this long, yes." He said with a smirk.
I sighed again, sitting up. "Well, okay. I've had these old memories on my mind." He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head slightly.
74. ConfrontationAnd so I waited in the library, knowing that he would come. Why was I? I'm in a few of his classes, and Master Eraqus had asked me to do it myself. I needed to get to the bottom of this. I mean, Dark Keybladers? What the hell was that about?
Soon I was proven to be right in the aspect that he would come. The black-haired, non-biological twin to Sora made his way over. He didn't even notice me until I called his name.
"Vanitas." I said, catching his attention. He turned and smirked.
"Hello Myca." He said, pleasure dripping off his smooth voice. The corner of my mouth twitched into a frown. I walked closer to him, so much that our noses were almost touching.
"Well, it seems that we're on opposite sides, but going to the same school. Tell me, what is it with this whole 'Dark Keybladers' thing?" I asked in a hiss.
"Right to the point, as always." He said with a sigh. "Who asked you to ask?"
"No one. I'm asking out of pure curiosity. Are we enemies or not?" I asked.
We appeared to be
40. 4:29pmI almost constantly checked my watch.
It was 4:15pm.
Would he show up?
We had been friends since we were little. And, today I needed to talk to him. I don't know why, but I think that I I think I have feelings for him, you know, more than a friend. I fiddled with my hands. We agreed to meet at 4:30pm today.
It was almost as if a sort of panic was flooding through me. If he didn't feel the same way, it would impact our friendship, and the last thing I wanted to lose was him. I remember how we were as kids; we were on the verge of inseparable. There was no way that anyone could pull us apart. Save for our parents. Not so much anymore.
I checked my watch again.
I fidgeted and fidgeted and fidgeted. I couldn't help it. My stomach was in knots. Did he feel the same way? I brushed off my jeans and started walking back and forth on the cobblestone area surrounding the fountain and bench.
"Relax," I told myself, "You'll be fine I think." I managed to make myself laugh
1. LifeI have to admit, I thought that nothing bad would happen to me. We all take advantage of this thing called 'life' now don't we? I know I did. Ever since that night, I've never looked at life the same way.
What happened was this: Tempest and I wanted to get home. We didn't even think about calling someone to pick us up as we got on the bus. Then we swerved. Tempest was almost asleep. I was tuning out. I jolted back to reality, screaming Tempest's name and trying to shield her from impact as best as I could. I remember feeling Tempest's neck snap from a second impact. On the third, I remember that one of the side poles bashed my head in. All I could think was, 'I'm so sorry, Tempest I guess we're not gonna be authors after all...' And that was it. All black. Death wasn't as scary as I thought. But I still favored life. I half expected to wake up, alive and well, having it all be a dream.
But then I woke up in Shibuya, my home. Well, in the streets of my home. I looked around and fo
Now I know why Cat doesn't especially like letting us on the 'net. Both of us were gaping. Apparently our boyfriends Well They apparently have obsessive fans That make them a pairing.
"You have GOT to be kidding me." I said, a hand over my mouth. Shock filled my sapphire eyes, so I shut them. Not like I wanted to see the image, anyways.
"This This must be what Cat meant about fangirls being dangerous." Aerith sighed, running a hand through her brown bangs.
"Yeah And it seems that they can do worse too. Should we just shut this off or are you-" My hand hovered over the keyboard of Cat's laptop.
"Curious?" She finished for me. We both had the expression of 'I know we shouldn't But ' on our faces.
"A A fan-fiction or two couldn't hurt Right? I mean, it's Cat's PC, so if worse comes to worse Blame the author?" I said with an awkward smile.
"But wouldn't she kill you if you-" She started, her green eyes beginning to
AkuRokuShi - Beach Day"Xion, c'mon! Are you coming or not?!" Axel called up the stairs.
"Of course I am!" I called back, pulling an oversized white tee-shirt on as well as denim shorts to hide my one-piece swimsuit. I ran down the stairs, grabbing my flip-flops and sliding into them while picking up my beach-bag.
"Jeez, what took you so long?!" Axel said, exasperated, hands on his hips, "You took almost an hour getting that stuff together!"
"A) Not an hour, only fifteen minutes; and B) I'm a GIRL, Axel. Unfortunately, society requires that girls look decent even if they end up half-dead." I shot back with a half-smirk, half-smile.
"A- I- But-" Axel tried desperately to come up with a come back.
"She has a point." Roxas chimed in, adding to Axel's frustration.
"Aagh! Alright, are we going or not?!" Axel nearly shouted, turning sharply to face the door.
Roxas and I laughed, following Axel out the door and shutting it behind us and making our way to the monorail. It was a wonder that it was AXEL who suggested
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