Namine felt relief at Roxas' words, the girl knowing by his soft touch that he really was with her. And he wasn't hurt. She was so relieved at that fact. His promise was comforting as well, since he always kept his promises. She exhaled softly through her nose as she leaned her head back against the pole, the girl weak with relief. She closed her eyes as the tears flowed more slowly, and she started to regain her composure. Finally. Finally, it looked as if things were going okay. But wait...what about Sora...? OOC: Okay, bye! Have a nice birthday! =D
Only a Prayer Away- Cadia
Namine felt the tears slide down her cheeks as she watched him approach her. Her soft blue eyes stayed on him the entire time, the girl fearing that he would disapear if she looked away. He was really there, right? She wasn't imagining things? She certainly hoped not.
Looking For Angels- Skillet
Namine flinched when she heard the loud crash, the girl not recognizing the noise. What was going on, and who caused that noise? Smith didn't have a reason to break into the room; he could portal wherever he wanted. Then, who else would have broken in? Namine hesitantly opened her eyes, lifting her head as she looked to the door. Her eyes widened when she saw him. Roxas. Her guardian angel. Oh, he looked so glorious to her! A sob of relief left her lips as she looked at him, tears filling her eyes again.
Sora got himself into a battle stance as he glared at Smith, who held his stare with one of his own. This man had done so much harm in all of their lives, and now he was going to pay for it. For a few moments, they simply stared at each other, measuring their weaknesses and strengths. And then, at the same time, they both rushed forward. Their blades collided, and the fight truely began. Namine gasped in surprise when she heard a loud thud, though the gasp wasn't too clear through the tape over her mouth. What...what was that noise? She looked at the door before lowering her head and closing her eyes, not sure if she wanted to know who or what it was. What if it was him...?
Lithium- Evanescence
Sora was thankful that Roxas had called Kairi along with him; Sora couldn't focus on Smith and Kairi at the same time. After all, she had almost been snatched just a few moments ago, and she would have been if he hadn't reached her in time. But now that they were more in control of the situation, Sora knew that Roxas could take care of Kairi from this point on. Smith glared at Sora for a moment longer, feeling impatient. The Keyblade wielder was tough, and he knew that he had to move before Sora started to attack. He brought his arms forward and roughtly pushed Sora off him, the tip of the blade cutting through his outer jacket. Sora's eyes widened in surprise as he was pushed against the wall behind him, Smith in front of him. Sora gripped his blade more tightly when he saw Smith summon his, the teen feeling angered that he had been so easily pushed away. When Smith suddenly charged forward, his eyes widened even more in shock. He didn't have the strength to deflect the blow, so he dodged it instead, the dark blade barely missing him. Namine sniffled, the noise echoing through the empty room. In her eyes, it was all over. There was no hope left now that Sora was gone...Roxas was probably going to come, but it would have been a terrible mistake. It had led Sora to his death, and now, Roxas and Kairi....they were going to be in grave danger, all because of her.
Sora nodded faintly in response to Roxas before fully focusing on Smith, his eyebrows furrowing. "You're not going to get away with any of this," Sora informed the man, his tone stern as he kept his weapon against Smith's chest. "Nobody hurts my friends and gets away with it." At the moment, he didn't care about himself. His friends were far more important to him than his own personal health. Smith held Sora's stare with one of his own, his piercing eyes looking into the teen's angry blue orbs. He stayed silent, deciding to stay silent in an attempt to aggravate Sora. As soon as the teen was off guard, he would summon his blade and finish what he started. Namine pulled her knees closer to her as she sat in the room by herself, the girl very alone. She had no idea where Smith had gone, but she was at least thankful she was alone. She was miserable enough by herself, and the last thing she needed was for him to make it worse.
"Roxas," Sora spoke to his friend now, though he kept his eyes on Smith. "She's in the first room on the right after you get into the next hall. She wasn't hurt when I was." After his confusing last message to Kairi, he was sure that was Roxas' top concern. He understood if Roxas wanted to get her first; Sora could handle Smith for a while. Smith glared at Sora in anger. He would have summoned his blade if he could have, but Sora's Keyblade against his chest prevented him from moving, or taking any other possible action. He was in a bad spot now, and he couldn't deny the fact that he should have stabbed Sora to make sure he was dead. Well, it was definitly too late now.
Smith's eyes were wide as he stared at the teen, unable to believe it. "You're supposed to be dead!" he shouted in anger. Nobody could have survived that gas; not even him. If he had been in the room, he would have died. But how did Sora survive?! "Well, I guess I don't die easy," Sora said with a faint smirk, though his eyes remained serious. Whatever that gas was, it did have an effect on him, and he wasn't feeling too good at that moment. Still, that didn't matter. There was a job to do.
Smith was surprised when Kairi suddenly ran forward. There was no possible way that she could have known he was there! But how...? Sora gritted his teeth together as he summoned the Kingdom Key and charged forward, exiting out the same room Smith had. His blade collided with Smith and he pushed the man hard into the wall, his Keyblade staying hard against the man's chest. "You don't get near her," he said darkly, staring at the man with hatred. After what had happened earlier, with Smith trying to kill him and Namine (and almost succeeding), Sora now held a lot more hatred for him.
Smith turned to face Namine, though she wasn't looking at him. He chuckled softly, her brokenness making him feel giddy. That was his victory, even if everything else didn't work out. But it would. He vanished using his dark power, and reappeared in room closer to the edge of the building, and he immediatly noticed a redhead girl. But she obviously did not notice him. Staying silent, he crept forward... "Kairi, run forward!" Sora called using his heart, the teen able to see from his position what was going on. She was in danger, and he had to react quickly to save her from this man...before he got close to her. "NOW!"
Smith suddenly remembered something, and he walked over to the door, turning the lock on it to keep others out. Though he was hardly worried about that; Roxas was going to die along with his best friend, and the Princess was going to be his. But leaving the door unlocked seemed too boring, and he decided to spice things up a little bit and have fun with the victims of his cruel game.
Smith continued to stare at Namine, a small smile on his lips. Finally. Finally he had succeeded in breaking her. In his eyes, even at this point he was a winner. He was also sure that the other two were on their way here, since he never showed up for the exchange. Let them come, he mused, knowing that the rest of this mission was going be a sinch. After all, the Princess was being delivered right to him. There was no way this plan could backfire on him now.
Namine kept her eyes shut, the tears continuing to flow. Smith was right...about everything. What was going on..it was all her fault.
Namine inhaled shakily through her nose before releasing it, a soft sob escaping her lips. The tears continued to run down her face, and she was thankful when she felt Smith's hand being removed. Smith chuckled evilly as he started to stand himself down, his eyes staying on the girl. Yes, he was doing a good job now. He was pleased with himself; breaking the girl had taken some time, but now that it was done, he was feeling very sucessful.
I already know all that! Namine thought miserably, her eyes shutting as her eyebrows furrowed. Just leave me alone!I don't need you to point all this out to me. You think I don't feel bad enough about losing my friend? You think I don't feel pain from your words?! Namine felt her emotions going wild, the girl starting to cry softly. She knew that Smith was trying to hurt her, and he was doing a very good job. Namine knew that she should have tuned him out, but that was hard to do when he was speaking the truth.
Namine slowly opened her eyes when she heard a soft noise in front of her. Her soft blue eyes found the man kneeling down in front of her, and he looked pleased with himself. "Do you realize what you've done now?" Smith asked her in a soft tone, holding her gaze with one of his own. "Because of you, your friend is dead. And for no reason at all, since you're not worth that much. You're too much of a burden, too vulnerable. And even when someone comes to your rescue, you make them get hurt. Not only Sora, but Roxas as well." Namine felt surprised at the accusations, but after a brief moment she remembered that Smith had confessed to watching her. So he knew what he was talking about. Namine also knew that he was right. "Nobody can save you now," he said softly, raising one hand and setting it on Namine's cheek. The girl turned her head away, but his hand stayed there anyway. "And nobody will want to. Especially after they find out what you've caused."
"Now," Smith started, pulling his hand back to his side as he glared at the blonde girl, "are you going to be a good girl and let me tie you up, or are you going to make this hard?" Namine stayed silent, unable to get any words out. Not only was she in shock from Sora's apparent death, but she was also frightened so badly that she couldn't answer. She looked away, figuring that would show her decision to go without a fight. "Wait a minute...I just remembered, I don't care what you think! Silly me," Smith smirked smuggly and raised his hand which had suddenly turned into a fist. He hit Namine hard on the jaw, and he felt her legs give out from underneath her. But because of his strong grip on her, she didn't fall completely. He grinned down at her as he dragged her back over to the pole so he could tie her up. Namine shut her eyes in pain and sorrow, the girl feeling herself being pulled across the room. Her head was pounding with pain, but the emotions inside her heart were much, much worse than the physical pain. She was alone now, without hope. There was no hope now. She was faintly aware that she was being sat down in the floor again, and then she felt her hands being tied behind the pole once more. Smith took the same action as before, tieing her legs with rope and putting more duct tape over her mouth. But she had nothing to say, anyway. It was over now.
