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"Who are y-"

A flash of movement caught the Nobody's eye just in time for him to evade a fatal injury, but not quick enough to get away from the blow. The oddly shaped blade sliced deep into his shoulder, so deep in fact that it pinned him to the wall. Almost instantly he began to hear the dripping of his own blood, the bright red liquid rushing forth from the wound and spilling down his side onto the floor. It had happened so quickly that he had barely felt anything other than a sharp, piercing sting.

Until his attacker twisted the weapon viciously, sending tendrils of blinding agony throughout his body as tendons and muscles and ligaments were severed. Xushh opened his mouth wide to let out a scream, unable to hold it back, but only a rush of air escaped him.

It was difficult at first for him to see the stranger who had blasted into his room, but now that they were face to face, inches apart from one another, the resemblance was unmistakble.

It was himself... but as a Keyblader?

Ever still grinning, the young man that looked just like him wiped off a bit of blood that had splattered on his face and examined it thoughtfully for a moment.

"Do I have your attention now?" Glancing back up at the Nobody he licked the blood off of his thumb.

When he couldn't find the focus to 'speak', the Keyblader ripped the blade free of his shoulder and Xushh almost lost consciousness, his vision darkening for a moment before everything came back in a skull-splitting rush. Just before the second strike landed, the Nobody planted a size eleven and a half boot squarely to the impostor's chest, knocking the wind out of him and sending him stumbling backwards.

When his opponant regained his balance and breathe, he lunged forward a second time and was greeted with the sole of Xushh's boot again, this time in the face.

The Nobody would've loved to pat himself on the back just then, but decided that if he moved his arm even a centimeter it was going to fall off. Better safe than sorry. Summoning forth only one of his knuckle guards, he held his good arm up in front of him and shifted his position so that his wounded arm was behind him and out of the way. It seemed like a good idea to kick the 'blader while he was down, but Xushh just wasn't that kind of guy.

Although his enemy wouldn't have had a problem with that, now would he?

Standing up once more -- the stubborn bastard just wouldn't stay down -- it was obvious that the impostor wasn't very happy with his new injury, a busted lip, courtesy of his identical looking counterpart.

As a sudden surge of adrenaline and cockiness rose up within the Nobody, he carelessly taunted the other male. "Do I have your attention now, or what?"

With a silent roar of outrage his attacker slashed his Keyblade to tear the impudent, worthless husk that dare mock him in half, but was easily dodged with an effortless one-handed cartwheel on the Nobody's part. Swinging a leg out with more force then necessary as he executed the cartwheel, Xushh removed the weapon out of his opponent's grasp and sent it spiraling upwards, until it hit the ceiling and stayed there.

The 'blader was weaponless. At least now the odds were about even between the two of them.

Xushh had landed in a crouched position just as the castle walls trembled and shook from what must've been another mighty explosion beneath the many floors, distracting the look-alike as he stumbled, a bit off-balanced.

This was his chance.

Thank Kindgom Hearts that he had been stabbed in his other shoulder, for even though he was ambidextrous, he was still a lefty.

The Nobody jumped up and went for it, landing a hard left hook to the side of his opponents head. He was sure by now that he had the 'blader's head spinning for sure, so he planted his feet firmly and brought his fist back for round two. The next hit landed across the impostor's jaw just as a loud crack sounded as Xushh drove him to the floor.

When the Keyblader didn't move... or opened his eyes, he took that as a sign of victory.

Well, that had been easier than expected. With a new sense of confidence he stood over the fallen foe, just taking a moment to catch his breath. He had to go help the others, but in his condition...

Xushh begin to think of strategies he could use as he headed for the hole in his wall, strategies without actually getting physically into the fight. Perhaps he could use his telepathy in some way--

His head bounced off the hardwood flooring as he was tackled from behind, disorienting him for a moment and making his head spin like crazy. Although everything came back in crystal clarity when his wounded arm was twisted behind his back, the pissed off Keyblader using his other hand to grip the Nobody's shoulder painfully.

Painfully wasn't even the word.

It was excruciating.

The look-alike only chuckled. "You think that hurts? How about this...?" Twisting his arm further, Xushh tried to scream once more but nothing would leave his throat as his vision turned agonizingly white for a second. He would never forget the sound of his own muscle's ripping, or the feeling of his blood pooling around him and slowly getting colder and colder.

Was he trying to dismember him? Tear his arm off? If that was the case then the Keyblader look-alike was definitely succeeding.

The Nobody barely managed to crane his head to the side, yet only getting a glimpse at some of the foe's white hair, much like his own, and the ceiling. The Keyblader's blade was still stuck in the ceiling, but when the castle shook again, it lowered sightly.

"Any last words before I render you left-handed, permanently, you pathetic husk?"

Smiling, Xushh laid his head against the floor once more, far to dizzy from the blood loss and pain to keep it up. There was definitely still a chance. A moment of quiet passed, filled with his silent prayers, but they seemed to go unanswered.

His head stopped spinning, but then he began to descend into a fuzzy blackness. Was he... fading?

Was this... the end?

"Move." He sent into the 'blader's mind, then read the other male's thoughts to see what he had to think about his wise suggestion.

Laughter. All Xushh heard in his mind was laughter. "You are even more pathetic then I realized--"

The castle walls shook again, but this time so violently that whatever happened to be hanging on the walls fell and clattered to the floor. Expect for the blade. As it was shaken free of the ceiling, it spiraled back down and sank deep into whatever had been below it.

Which, by some act of fate, was the Keyblader that wielded the weapon himself.

Xushh felt something warm and wet drip onto his cheek, and as he summoned up the strength he didn't know he had, he lifted his head once more to see-- That oddly shaped blade, the one that had torn his shoulder to shreds, was now lodged into the 'bladers chest, only inches from the Nobody himself.

His opponent's expression was one of complete and utter shock, blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth and dripping down his chin. Slowly he sank to the floor, laying on his side just to the right of the half conscious telepath.

He had never seen so much blood in all of his few months being 'heartless', so to speak. It just rushed out of the Keyblader like a dam had broken inside of him, pooling around the both of them.

He had also never seen someone go from a healthy peachy color to ash grey in nothing but a few short moments. Neither one of them unable to look away, Xushh watched as his breathing slowed, his eyes slowly go dull, until they were just... empty.

Is that what a Nobody's eyes looked like, hollow and empty?

Taking the last of his own strength, he sent out a message for help, one that implied he was badly wounded and in need of medical assistance pronto. Of course, he was sure everyone was badly injured and in need of help too, the Nobody just assumed he'd let a few of the member's know about his condition.

It was only a few minutes later before he heard the clattering of running feet down the hall, but he was much to exhausted to stay awake and see who came to his rescue.

So with a deep sigh of relief, Xushh closed his eyes and passed out.

~

:EDITEDITEDITTTTT: IT'S NOT LATE BITCHES, IT'S NOT LATE. HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IN YOUR FACES. I WORKED MY ASS OFF -- yes last minute which is totally my fault -- BUT IN YOUR FAAAAAACCCCCCCCCEEEEEE~ I really hope you guys enjoy this, and I'm sorry if I got anything wrong (i.e. Keyblader's can't get killed by there own keyblades) and if I spelled anything wrong, please do tell me and I shall fix it.

:EDIT: Bet you didn't know that I drew the 'second page' from right to left instead of left to right XD I had just got done reading the newest Naruto manga (the Japanese read from right to left, while we American's read from left to right) so it screwed me all up, and after I was done drawing it I was like "NUUUUU-- wait ._. I can just flip it on the computer. YAAAYYYYYYY~"

And yes, I wrote the words backwards then flipped it XD so forgive me if they look a little weird.

I DID IT

I DID IT

I DID IT

I DID IT

I DID IT

I FUCKING DID IT

*inhales deeply* YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- *shot*

*sniffle* It's not the prettiest thing out there, but... *bursts out sobbing* I love it so much! First page (technically two pages in one for me) of the comic for this months event at , is finished

*collapse's*

Thank you all for believing in me~ *shot for cheesyness* WHATIT'STRUE!

Peace out and Godspeed~

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"Who are y-"

A flash of movement caught the Nobody's eye just in time for him to evade a fatal injury, but not quick enough to get away from the blow. The oddly shaped blade sliced deep into his shoulder, so deep in fact that it pinned him to the wall. Almost instantly he began to hear the dripping of his own blood, the bright red liquid rushing forth from the wound and spilling down his side onto the floor. It had happened so quickly that he had barely felt anything other than a sharp, piercing sting.

Until his attacker twisted the weapon viciously, sending tendrils of blinding agony throughout his body as tendons and muscles and ligaments were severed. Xushh opened his mouth wide to let out a scream, unable to hold it back, but only a rush of air escaped him.

It was difficult at first for him to see the stranger who had blasted into his room, but now that they were face to face, inches apart from one another, the resemblance was unmistakble.

It was himself... but as a Keyblader?

Ever still grinning, the young man that looked just like him wiped off a bit of blood that had splattered on his face and examined it thoughtfully for a moment.

"Do I have your attention now?" Glancing back up at the Nobody he licked the blood off of his thumb.

When he couldn't find the focus to 'speak', the Keyblader ripped the blade free of his shoulder and Xushh almost lost consciousness, his vision darkening for a moment before everything came back in a skull-splitting rush. Just before the second strike landed, the Nobody planted a size eleven and a half boot squarely to the impostor's chest, knocking the wind out of him and sending him stumbling backwards.

When his opponant regained his balance and breathe, he lunged forward a second time and was greeted with the sole of Xushh's boot again, this time in the face.

The Nobody would've loved to pat himself on the back just then, but decided that if he moved his arm even a centimeter it was going to fall off. Better safe than sorry. Summoning forth only one of his knuckle guards, he held his good arm up in front of him and shifted his position so that his wounded arm was behind him and out of the way. It seemed like a good idea to kick the 'blader while he was down, but Xushh just wasn't that kind of guy.

Although his enemy wouldn't have had a problem with that, now would he?

Standing up once more -- the stubborn bastard just wouldn't stay down -- it was obvious that the impostor wasn't very happy with his new injury, a busted lip, courtesy of his identical looking counterpart.

As a sudden surge of adrenaline and cockiness rose up within the Nobody, he carelessly taunted the other male. "Do I have your attention now, or what?"

With a silent roar of outrage his attacker slashed his Keyblade to tear the impudent, worthless husk that dare mock him in half, but was easily dodged with an effortless one-handed cartwheel on the Nobody's part. Swinging a leg out with more force then necessary as he executed the cartwheel, Xushh removed the weapon out of his opponent's grasp and sent it spiraling upwards, until it hit the ceiling and stayed there.

The 'blader was weaponless. At least now the odds were about even between the two of them.

Xushh had landed in a crouched position just as the castle walls trembled and shook from what must've been another mighty explosion beneath the many floors, distracting the look-alike as he stumbled, a bit off-balanced.

This was his chance.

Thank Kindgom Hearts that he had been stabbed in his other shoulder, for even though he was ambidextrous, he was still a lefty.

The Nobody jumped up and went for it, landing a hard left hook to the side of his opponents head. He was sure by now that he had the 'blader's head spinning for sure, so he planted his feet firmly and brought his fist back for round two. The next hit landed across the impostor's jaw just as a loud crack sounded as Xushh drove him to the floor.

When the Keyblader didn't move... or opened his eyes, he took that as a sign of victory.

Well, that had been easier than expected. With a new sense of confidence he stood over the fallen foe, just taking a moment to catch his breath. He had to go help the others, but in his condition...

Xushh begin to think of strategies he could use as he headed for the hole in his wall, strategies without actually getting physically into the fight. Perhaps he could use his telepathy in some way--

His head bounced off the hardwood flooring as he was tackled from behind, disorienting him for a moment and making his head spin like crazy. Although everything came back in crystal clarity when his wounded arm was twisted behind his back, the pissed off Keyblader using his other hand to grip the Nobody's shoulder painfully.

Painfully wasn't even the word.

It was excruciating.

The look-alike only chuckled. "You think that hurts? How about this...?" Twisting his arm further, Xushh tried to scream once more but nothing would leave his throat as his vision turned agonizingly white for a second. He would never forget the sound of his own muscle's ripping, or the feeling of his blood pooling around him and slowly getting colder and colder.

Was he trying to dismember him? Tear his arm off? If that was the case then the Keyblader look-alike was definitely succeeding.

The Nobody barely managed to crane his head to the side, yet only getting a glimpse at some of the foe's white hair, much like his own, and the ceiling. The Keyblader's blade was still stuck in the ceiling, but when the castle shook again, it lowered sightly.

"Any last words before I render you left-handed, permanently, you pathetic husk?"

Smiling, Xushh laid his head against the floor once more, far to dizzy from the blood loss and pain to keep it up. There was definitely still a chance. A moment of quiet passed, filled with his silent prayers, but they seemed to go unanswered.

His head stopped spinning, but then he began to descend into a fuzzy blackness. Was he... fading?

Was this... the end?

"Move." He sent into the 'blader's mind, then read the other male's thoughts to see what he had to think about his wise suggestion.

Laughter. All Xushh heard in his mind was laughter. "You are even more pathetic then I realized--"

The castle walls shook again, but this time so violently that whatever happened to be hanging on the walls fell and clattered to the floor. Expect for the blade. As it was shaken free of the ceiling, it spiraled back down and sank deep into whatever had been below it.

Which, by some act of fate, was the Keyblader that wielded the weapon himself.

Xushh felt something warm and wet drip onto his cheek, and as he summoned up the strength he didn't know he had, he lifted his head once more to see-- That oddly shaped blade, the one that had torn his shoulder to shreds, was now lodged into the 'bladers chest, only inches from the Nobody himself.

His opponent's expression was one of complete and utter shock, blood seeping out of the corner of his mouth and dripping down his chin. Slowly he sank to the floor, laying on his side just to the right of the half conscious telepath.

He had never seen so much blood in all of his few months being 'heartless', so to speak. It just rushed out of the Keyblader like a dam had broken inside of him, pooling around the both of them.

He had also never seen someone go from a healthy peachy color to ash grey in nothing but a few short moments. Neither one of them unable to look away, Xushh watched as his breathing slowed, his eyes slowly go dull, until they were just... empty.

Is that what a Nobody's eyes looked like, hollow and empty?

Taking the last of his own strength, he sent out a message for help, one that implied he was badly wounded and in need of medical assistance pronto. Of course, he was sure everyone was badly injured and in need of help too, the Nobody just assumed he'd let a few of the member's know about his condition.

It was only a few minutes later before he heard the clattering of running feet down the hall, but he was much to exhausted to stay awake and see who came to his rescue.

So with a deep sigh of relief, Xushh closed his eyes and passed out.

~

:EDITEDITEDITTTTT: IT'S NOT LATE BITCHES, IT'S NOT LATE. HA HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA IN YOUR FACES. I WORKED MY ASS OFF -- yes last minute which is totally my fault -- BUT IN YOUR FAAAAAACCCCCCCCCEEEEEE~ I really hope you guys enjoy this, and I'm sorry if I got anything wrong (i.e. Keyblader's can't get killed by there own keyblades) and if I spelled anything wrong, please do tell me and I shall fix it.

:EDIT: Bet you didn't know that I drew the 'second page' from right to left instead of left to right XD I had just got done reading the newest Naruto manga (the Japanese read from right to left, while we American's read from left to right) so it screwed me all up, and after I was done drawing it I was like "NUUUUU-- wait ._. I can just flip it on the computer. YAAAYYYYYYY~"

And yes, I wrote the words backwards then flipped it XD so forgive me if they look a little weird.

I DID IT

I DID IT

I DID IT

I DID IT

I DID IT

I FUCKING DID IT

*inhales deeply* YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH-- *shot*

*sniffle* It's not the prettiest thing out there, but... *bursts out sobbing* I love it so much! First page (technically two pages in one for me) of the comic for this months event at , is finished

*collapse's*

Thank you all for believing in me~ *shot for cheesyness* WHATIT'STRUE!

Peace out and Godspeed~