Demyx clapped his hands proud of Axel's bright and threatening methods. "Oh Axel you're so smart. Now he has, but no choice to tell us."
Demyx nodded and bowed his head accepting the medal with honor and dignity. "Thank you," he placed it around his neck. "Now I have two," he held them both up as he blew onto them to shine them up.
Demyx drunk the rest of the water since no one was going to drink it from him for the moment. "Okay Axel. You lead the way," he took hold of Axel's arm for him to help him up.
Demyx gave Axel a high five. "That sounds great to me," he summoned his water spraying forth tremendous amounts of pressure upon the garden of flowers. "They won't stand a chance."
"I'm sorry," he rested his head on Xigbar's shoulder. "I didn't mean to make you look bad at all. I never expected myself to get so weak. Cloud has strong attacks that I had no idea he had," he rubbed his cheek on the leather where the points stuck out downwards. "You've always looked after me and I thank you for that." He listened to the rest of the conversation that Xigbar was speaking to him about and a sence of fear struck him at the part where he had been caught and not obeyed orders like he was supposed to. "I understand Xigbar and I'll try to remember that," he looked up at him with a small grin glad that the senior member was at least speaking to him. Wiping his eyes with his right hand, he made his sitar vanish since he didn't need it for his battle anymore. It was finished and Cloud had vanished without giving him a chance to retailate. Everything was working out, and with his dramatic performance no one knew what the nocturne had planned to do. Of course he would follow orders, but the boss did not specifically say how and in what way. Demyx was relieved glad that Cloud was still himself and in one piece. "I shall save them," he responded to Xigbar's comment. Cloud raced to the area with blinding speed only to gasp when he saw his friend lying on the ground in an unconscience state. Anger and rage filled his heart as he lept at Axel, his light becoming so bright it was blinding. Knocking the stunned nobody on his back, he had the chance to slit his throat, but Leon needed medical attention. "You better hope we never cross paths again or else it will be your life," he held the sword at his throat scraping and nicking him with the edge. "Leon I'm so sorry," his voice was forlorn and he cry later for he needed to get him out of there. Picking up the unconscience warrior and hauling him in his arms, he ran away with him off into the valley to seek sanctuary from the nobody.
He didn't hear anything for he was still asleep, his mind and body tired. Perhaps when Marluxia had fought Larxene there was something that the graceful assassin did to him to make him so tired. It could of been one of Marluxia's rose pedals that was dipped in some sleeping dust that made him so drousy. The only way he could be awake was if someone woke him up.
Before he responded to Axel, he looked over his shoulder and heard her voice. "Yeah you too," he proudly said and then turned his attention to Axel once more. "Yeah I know and it was weird there for a while. Oh well now I can relax and wait for the judge to give me my second medal so I will have two like you," he grinned at Axel. "Oh the boss would be so proud of me."
Yeah. Funny huh? xD
Demyx felt dizzy as he fell to the ground, the alderarline had passed and he was tired as hell. "I tried I really did, but I'm just no match for him," he answered weakly to Xigbar. "I failed again," he slammed his fist onto the ground and hung his head. "I'm so dead that I can't even come back home. The boss was hard on me and told me what happened if I were to fail," he cringed and held back his tears for they wanted to run down his cheeks. "I don't want to die," he was laying on his stomach with his head turned to the side, for he felt his body was giving up on him. "I can't move," he sadly responded trying to turn his head. "I'm so weak and exhausated," he shut his eyes for a moment the tears finally falling at last as they struck the ground one after another. "I can't do anything right or even follow a simple order. I have to be the weakest member in the whole organization. Even Roxas is a better fighter than me," he tried to get up, but the weight of his body wouldn't allow such a move. "Xigbar... I... blew... it... again...," he uttered in a course tone coughting a few times and being completly wiped out. He licked the tears that fell with his tongue as they tasted salty to him.
He heard the faint knocking as he exhaled and then inhaled. He had gotten tired from the boot struggle and was feeling a tad dizzy. Managing to finally get his boot off with a forceful grunt, he looked inside of it to pull out his sock that had bunched up from being wet. "That was the problem," he sighed, yawning slightly. Fighting the urge to take a nap, he began to undress himself leaving his bottom undergarments down, and his cloak on that covered his exposed flesh. Shutting his eyes and before he could get off, sleep took hold of him as he slept where he was at, his body leaning back against the tank.
Cloud had done his job as he walked back towards Demyx his eyes still glowing with that weird auroa. "Okay so now that she is completly helpless do you want to tell me what is going on or do I have to continue to attack her?" He heaved up his sword and resting it on top of his left shoulder where the black cloth was protecting his shoulder. Demyx nodded for Larxene had been beaten and this warrior was hard to stop. He had exceptional skills. "Before I do can you tell me your name?" he asked for he wanted to know the one who had defeated Larxene. "That is a simple request and I can fullfill that. I have proven myself to you and her." He placed his sword down at his side wanting to meet the one who fought him as well. "My name is Cloud Strife and I'm a master skilled swordsman and warrior," he nodded his head afterwards glad that the fight had stopped. "Now tell me what I need to know." Demyx saw that he was being passive aggressive and he kept his eyes on the warrior afraid he would try anything sneaky. "I'm a nobody and I take hearts. Your job would be to do the same though not entirely as you may think." His water pushed Cloud into the darkness unexpectly having him go into a small home. Not expecting that the water would come at him so violently he woke up in the house with it being completly dark and the door shut for no one could look in or hear what was going on. He watched Demyx lean towards him offering his hand out. "What the... How...? Demyx covered his mouth with his hand so he couldn't yell and then let go speaking quietly where only he and Cloud could hear. "In order for you to work for us, I have to take your heart, but no matter as much as I'm supposed to something is telling me that I can't and I won't. I will spare you, but I want it to make it look like we're still fighting and so I will chase you off and I will meet with you again. Don't look for me for I will find you. Because your situation seems so bleak I want you to have this bag of munny for your efforts," he pulled out the bag from his pocket and put in Cloud's pocket. "I'm sorry it has to be this way. I would still like to be friends though." Cloud was confused and he didn't know what to say. First he was forced into the house with water and now being given a bag of munny. His mind was warped from Larxene's electrical attacks and he was feeling light headed. "Yeah sure," he mumbled agreeing to anything at this exact moment just so he could get relief from an elixer and ether when he got away. "Okay let's continue," he swung his sword as he bardged out of the house with Demyx destroying the door. His speed was so intense that he whizzed by remembering what Demyx had secretly said and headed for a way to escape. He needed to get to Leon before he was killed by Axel. The water wielder, set his eyes on the fleeing warrior and summoned his dancers to chase after him. "Get him. I'm not done with him yet," he ran after him. His dancers were chasing him off and he tried to keep up, but he was weak and tired from exhausating his power. "That was close. He could of wiped me out with that power and sword of his. I got to be more careful.
Watching this disgusting inhumane method it didn't faze him one bit, as the steam tore everything away leaving her inners to shivel up her blood to boil upon the ground and burst into more stream and the bones to slowly begin to decay under the high presssure. "Heh I told you I would win," he walked away from what was left of her and towards Axel. "Hey Axel did you enjoy the show?"
He shrugged his shoulders, and sighed. "Yeah of course. I don't know why this happens so much. I bet it is my element or something. It really is a drag and it can be very painful and frusterating too," he was about ready to rip his boot off if he couldn't get it off and it was hurting his foot. "Ow... the pressure hurts so much." He grunted several times after that. "Geez. How stupid can this be?"
Demyx watched her merge into the ground with her holding onto his precious weapon. With his other hand he pulled it upwards getting her grubby fingers off of it. "You admitted defeat which means it is time for your end, say fare well," he set to playing his sitar once more the water becoming more furious like a storm was approaching and effecting the waves. All at once his water rose from underneath her body, the water vapor in it's boiled over form was slowly peeling the skin from her body, like a lobster that was being steamed and placed into a vat of boiling water. Soon she would be nothing, but bones.
Demyx got up from the mats. "No he's going to tell on us Axel. And then the boss will have our heads," he bitterely answered. "Marluxia give me that piece of paper or I will take it from you by force."
Demyx was shocked to hear her voice. "What does she think I'm doing?" he thought a horrified expression came on his face. "Oh no... No... I'm fine... I'm just resting is all. This happens a lot actually."His moved his foot back and forth and leaned forward resting his head in his hands since he was blushing as well.
Demyx grunted, reacting from that blow, but recovered quickly and reacted by gripping her hair bringing her closer to him with the water that was in the area that pushed her forward. "Ain't it a blast?" He extended his sitar out and jabbed her in the stomach with the blades of the sitar, turning it in a clockwise motion before lifting it up with her on it and slamming her on her head to the ground in the water that was present, the blood and her guts spilling out from her body. "Your whole head is wrecked, your face is nearly gone, your body will soon give out. It will only be time," he wiped her blood of his sitar by swishing the blades of it in the large puddle before pulling it back and leaning on it in a nonchalant manner.
(OOC: Because the water absorbed into it having it crumble and turn into mud on the outside and the water pressure was so extreme that every metric square inch would be a hammer breaking it apart. You know what happens with rocks that are crushed with the water's current and are shaped down to pebbles and remains of particles.) Demyx eyed her, his grin spreading to a cruel smirk. "You better stop calling me that or you'll pay. Let's dance!" With his feet moving up and down across the ground in one fluid moment, he played a quick tune of his sitar for added effect, stretched out his one free hand at her and formed it into a fist like he was going to punch only to smack her across the face in the eyes, blinding her with the flow of the water that had risen up at the exact moment he lay his fist into her from the brief bitter sweet interlude he played.
His left foot was stuck in his boot, as he tried to pull it off, straining and gasping for his black sock was wet and making it harder for him to get his foot out of his tight boot. "Geez this sucks!" He pulled higher and groaned afterwards resting where he was at. He stomped the groundl with his other foot in frusteration as his voice clearly carried over to where she was at. In fact he could be heard in any area of the suite.
Demyx rose his eyebrow and observed her techniques get even more strange by the moment. He grinned for the water that she soaked up was breaking up the formation of her creation of earth's legs turing into muddy goop."And let's see you hurt me without your rock monster and your earth element," he pointed at her, summoning forth more water to provide a shield against the daggers that collided with the spray crushing them into pebbles on the ground, protecting him in the meantime. Dodging the rock formation with his quick reflexes, he ascended upwards reaching great heights to the top of the mountain. "They say a wall of earth can within stand anything except water which happens to be the element that brings life, but in your case will only bring you death," Letting his own water strike him, he formed an array of bubbles that fell on top of her solider, breaking down her defense as it flowed through, the swift current and pressure beating down on protective rock without a moment's haste until it all collapsed on top of her. Observing the destruction, he lept at the debree of rumble and mud knowing she was crushed within it. His water columns sprout out with fury breaking the mess apart.
