A.N Once again a big shout-out to all those who reviewed my first four vignettes! You guys are the reason I do what I do!
Remember I don't own Organization XIII or any other Kingdom Hearts characters! I have no money, and therefore cannot buy them.
Anyways, my newest is an Axel based fic. And since Axel is usually my chosen torture vic- angst puppy, this is in turn a bucket load of angst. So have fun with it!
Alone
A lone figure rested against the skyscraper in The World That Never Was, hidden in the shadows. His body was unnaturally thin; his glowing emerald eyes were darkened with a veil of despondency. Hair made of an inferno no longer blazed as it once had, glowing now like a dying ember in what little light permeated into the hiding spot; his tan skin so pale that one would have thought he was deathly ill. But that was impossible. Nobodies couldn't die from sickness.
No, it was another, much more serious affliction that affected the vibrant Nobody. It was an illness that had no cure. It was an illness that ate away at the core, consuming everything in its path. It was an illness that a Nobody should have never been able to have.
A broken heart could not be achieved without a heart after all.
But then again he did have a heart, didn't he? A heart made of unruly blonde hair and eyes that mirrored the sky. A heart that had walked away from him, the one who had needed it the most. A heart that had been willing to destroy him in its need to join again with its Somebody.
It was obvious that Axel needed Roxas far more than Sora did, yet the blonde had turned away from the fire user for a child who didn't even know that a part of who he was had gone missing. His heart had left him for a child that would destroy all Roxas had been.
Where had he gone wrong? He had been willing to give Roxas everything, had been willing to try and free him from Xemnas, had been there when Roxas fell, had been the one to protect the youngest Nobody from the plots of numbers I and XI. It was because he could not have Roxas that Marluxia had turned to Namine to give him power. But then again Roxas never knew of that. Roxas had been too engrossed with the white haired follower of DiZ.
Now Axel had no one to turn to. No heart to keep him going.
He was alone.
The thought struck him and in that overwhelming darkness he finally came to the single most important conclusion of his life.
He would always be alone.
A.N. I hoped you all liked it. Please give compliments and constructive criticism. Also I'm open to suggestions for future subjects, so don't be shy!