Sora's Darkness

He sighs and places his Buster Sword in between Sora and Luxord. "Sephiroth, is there anything else you want him to do?" He calls.

 

"I can't think of anything at the moment other than sword training, which he doesn't need."

 

He knocks the sword out of his hands. "Sora, go to the boy who looks like old as you." He said, pointing to Saxor.
He nods nervously then rushes to pick up his sword then walks up to him.

 

"Don't be scared."

 

He bends his head down low, avoiding eye contact.
"Ok, my rules are simple: show any sign of weakness or disrespect me and you get beating." He said as he crosses his arms. Once he lifts his Somebody's head and inspect his eyes, which he's trying to avoid, he backhanded him.
"Saxor!"

 

occ: back for a little while

bic: *watches*

 

He watches with amusement shining on his face.

 

He fights back his tears and anger. There is no way he could tell him without seeing his own blood. "I'm sorry master, I ashamed myself."
He cranks it up slightly and press down the button. "You shouldn't say that Sora!"
He glares at the blonde warrior. "Sephiroth, straighten your puppet."

 

"Cloud, stop." He said forcibly while glaring at him.

 

*watches*
"Wow, you guys are harsh."

 

He reluctantly obeys and puts away the remote, but not without a little growl.
He turns his gaze back to his weaker half. "You are forgiven. As a reward, I'll give you this." He places his hand on Sora's shoulder that's filled with darkness.
He winces in pain and falls on his knees.
Saxor knew it has been a while since he had it and let this the only time to slip past him.

 

bic: *watches*

 

"Now he feels pain from the darkness. Can this Sora be any more different than the old one?"

 

"That determines between a smart person and an idiot and also valor and cowardice." He stops. "You may rest."
He nods sleepily and falls on the floor then unique black and white wings sprouts out of his shoulder blade.
He ties them together with a rope. "Still the same wings as before..."

 

bic: "I don't see how. This Sora is the exact opposite."
*watches*
"Why are you tying his wings together, mate?"

occ: where r we?

 

Halloween Town.

"That's precisly what I want to know."

 

"He's a quick learner and will escape when given the chance." He answers. "If everyone agrees, then I will release him unless Sephiroth has assignments for him that requires flying."

 

*nods* *glances at sleeping sora*

 

"Trust me on this, tying up someone's wings hurt a lot."

 

"Do you have a better option about binding them then?"