Sora's Darkness V3

"We both know I can't train him."

 

"As if I would let you even if you could. Is he light, dark, or neutral?"

 

"Or both. Coexist in harmony will benefit him and conflicting leads to his destruction."
He waves it away from his father.

 

"Want to use that on a live target?"

 

"Sure, but I don't know if I can move on my own."

 

"I can hold you." He walked off to the main hall.

 

"Ok. Let's do this!"

 

He held him up in front of Cloud.

 

He looks at the boy weirdly.
Hate that look on his face, he whacks with the keyblade.
He screams out in pain.

 

"You should know by now not to underestimate even the youngest Crescents."

 

"I didn't expect your son to have a keyblade, master."

 

"You must be as blind as a stump to not have seen it."

 

"I guess it is because it looks like a toy, papa."

 

"You done with him?"

 

"Nope." He whacks on Cloud's neck until a bruise forms.

 

"Want me to help?"

 

"Yep." He hits his shoulder.

 

He wrapped his hand around his neck and dug his claws in before slamming his head against the wall behind him.

 

He stops what he's doing. "I guess I had enough."

 

He headed back to his room.