Not-So-Super Larxene Chapter 11

For the first time since her powers had been drained, it was not a headache that woke Larxene. Nor was it some practical joke that was as twisted and sadistic as her. It was someone knocking on her door.

Groaning, she rolled to her feet, quickly tugging the coat on. A coat that always dressed her in the full uniform when she put it on.

Boots now on her feet, she walked to the door, opening it with a glare.

Demyx stood there, goofy grin on his face. In his left hand was a bouquet of flowers, a light bulb in his right.

Larxene's glare fell in surprise. "Morning!" Demyx smiled.

"Hello?" Larxene wasn't sure how to respond. "And those are for..." She asked.

"Oh! These are for Marluxia. He needed these flowers for... something." Demyx trailed off.

"And the light bulb?"

"For Zexion. The reading lamp in his room fell. The bulb broke."

Larxene's glare returned. "So what do you want?"

Demyx's expression darkened, which surprised Larxene slightly. "I hate to do this, but I'm pulling in the favour you owe me."

Larxene almost burst out laughing. "What favour? The one where you stopped an attack that you never have happened if you hadn't done this to me if it wasn't for you?"

"No, the one for not giving this to Axel." Demyx pulled something out of his pocket, a photograph. Of a crying Larxene. Demyx held it out. "Keep it. I've got spares." Foudre appeared in a brief flash of light. "Kill me and my Dancers will spread these around the Worlds." Demyx grinned.

"How did you even get this?" Larxene asked, trying to remember if Demyx even owned a camera.

"I've got friends on the other side." Demyx chuckled, waving another photo. "I tried editing it too." Demyx held it out, "Check it out! You're in a p..."

"What do you want?" Larxene interrupted, both annoyed and impatient.

"Oh yeah! I wanted to know what happened to you."

Larxene looked at him, puzzled. "You really want to know?" She asked.

"Yeah!"

"Then tell me one thing." Larxene turned to him. "Did Roxas destroy those two Heartless?"

"From what I hear, yes." Larxene closed her eyes, a trace of a smile appearing on her face.

"All right. Come in. But mention this story to anyone, and you will die. Blackmail or not.

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"I think that you know by now that the World that you found me on is my home. My Somebody's home anyway, I've never gone back before.

"Arlene grew up happily, or as happily as she could have. Her parents had died when she was still young to remember them, but she had been raised by her uncle and aunt, who were some of the best parents she could have had.

"But there was on little flaw in Arlene's life. Her brother, Angelo. He was five or six years older than Arlene, with divine beauty that suited his name. He had golden hair, deep blue eyes and perfect skin. But his beauty stopped there. While he acted kindly when there was anyone else around, when  it was just him and her, he constantly hit and insulted her, making sure not to leave any visible marks.

"He always teased Arlene about their parents. He had memories of them. There Wills were never found, so everything was left to him one her turned eighteen.

"But then Arlene got a gift from her parents, eight keys. She managed to find the doors that they unlocked, each one  holding a gift for her. But it was the last door that affected her the most. Inside were two envelopes, blue and red, containing the Last Will and Testaments of her parents.

"It turned out that the money Arlene's family had collected over the years had  been left to their daughter, which is what made Angelo snap. He became more violent, leaving marks where he was sure no one could see.

"It took about three months before he became a Heartless, the Angel Star you saw. But before that, Arlene was refusing to give up, fighting against him. And refusing the routine of torment.

"And that was how Arlene beam me. A Nobody, sound of body, strong of will, and absent of heart.

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Larxene looked back to Demyx. "Satisfied?" She blinked, and he was suddenly hugging her, tears pouring from his eyes. "What are you doing?"

"I'm so sorry! I was so mean to you!" He sobbed, Larxene looking slightly nervous. Cautiously, Larxene reached her arms around the sobbing Nobody.

Maybe I ought to open myself up to these guys a bit more... Larxene sighed, patting Demyx's back to comfort him. This is going to bother me all day.