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theherofromjunesThe start of it all's a familiar enough scene - with some unpleasant twists. His friends, all there around him, fighting as ever: the great knight-like beast of a Shadow's a nasty one, and his heart just about aches under the silencing load that's keeping him from the power within it. He's got nothing to fight with but his knives and his wits, right now, and this isn't the sort of situation he's happy in. He never really realised how much he relied on Susanoo's boost to his agility until now - he feels sluggish in his own skin as he tries to rush the Shadow, his attacks ineffective. It knocks him flying with a single blow from the great sword it's carrying, one bigger than any of the gathered group, and he struggles to get to his feet.
As he does so, there's motion in the corners, in the shadows - no, Shadows, even. Creatures forming in the darkness. They're not of any type he recognises immediately, though. Not that that really matters, but he'd prefer to have some idea of what he's facing…
"Heartless!"
He looks around. While the rest of the Inaba crew are as confused as he is, the outsiders - aren't. Dyme's pale, biting his lip, just about hugging his sitar. Lea's furious, looking between the knocked-out Saïx and the Shadow. Even - well, it's pointless to try and read Even's expression, but there's something in the set of the scientist's mouth.
It's Aeleus who calls out to them, his normal exterior breaking down. "All of you, fall back!"
This can't be right. These little things can't be the Heartless that the outsiders had spoken of as such a threat. Not the little walking small-S shadows. He raises his knives ready to strike.
"Hanamura - you idiot - come b-"
He doesn't register the last word. Not when one of the innocent-looking little creatures leaps at him and thrusts its claw into his chest. Doesn't register the phrases being thrown around-
"Let me get to him!-"
"-nothing you can do now, Yuki-"
"-no!-"
Blackness starts to creep in his vision, and an odd numbness spread out from his chest, luring him to oblivion. It'd be so easy, wouldn't it? Just to follow that feeling? Follow it into the void he can feel - if that's even the word, now - surrounding him.
Maybe he should just - no! He can't...
What would Yu say? Then again, if Yu had been there, maybe… no. It's pointless thinking like that. He's just got to stay awake. If he's even awake to begin with - he's here, thinking, isn't he? That's the important thing. Keep thinking. Keep imagining. If he can just concentrate on that, it'll be something.
See them all there.
Chie threatening to kick his ass over this, maybe. Teddie panicking. Dyme being that usual bit too tactile, giving him a hug - but that'd be a feeling. It'd be something to hold onto.
And his partner holding a hand out. Holding on together.
As long as he remembers them, thinks of them, he won't fade.
In time, he's sure some kind of sensation's returning. Not all there, but… Faint light in his eyes, rushing air blowing past him - he struggles to focus on what's around.
There's a crash and he blacks out. But at least he didn't let himself give in.
As he does so, there's motion in the corners, in the shadows - no, Shadows, even. Creatures forming in the darkness. They're not of any type he recognises immediately, though. Not that that really matters, but he'd prefer to have some idea of what he's facing…
"Heartless!"
He looks around. While the rest of the Inaba crew are as confused as he is, the outsiders - aren't. Dyme's pale, biting his lip, just about hugging his sitar. Lea's furious, looking between the knocked-out Saïx and the Shadow. Even - well, it's pointless to try and read Even's expression, but there's something in the set of the scientist's mouth.
It's Aeleus who calls out to them, his normal exterior breaking down. "All of you, fall back!"
This can't be right. These little things can't be the Heartless that the outsiders had spoken of as such a threat. Not the little walking small-S shadows. He raises his knives ready to strike.
"Hanamura - you idiot - come b-"
He doesn't register the last word. Not when one of the innocent-looking little creatures leaps at him and thrusts its claw into his chest. Doesn't register the phrases being thrown around-
"Let me get to him!-"
"-nothing you can do now, Yuki-"
"-no!-"
Blackness starts to creep in his vision, and an odd numbness spread out from his chest, luring him to oblivion. It'd be so easy, wouldn't it? Just to follow that feeling? Follow it into the void he can feel - if that's even the word, now - surrounding him.
Maybe he should just - no! He can't...
What would Yu say? Then again, if Yu had been there, maybe… no. It's pointless thinking like that. He's just got to stay awake. If he's even awake to begin with - he's here, thinking, isn't he? That's the important thing. Keep thinking. Keep imagining. If he can just concentrate on that, it'll be something.
See them all there.
Chie threatening to kick his ass over this, maybe. Teddie panicking. Dyme being that usual bit too tactile, giving him a hug - but that'd be a feeling. It'd be something to hold onto.
And his partner holding a hand out. Holding on together.
As long as he remembers them, thinks of them, he won't fade.
In time, he's sure some kind of sensation's returning. Not all there, but… Faint light in his eyes, rushing air blowing past him - he struggles to focus on what's around.
There's a crash and he blacks out. But at least he didn't let himself give in.
