[A sound escapes him, a soft cry of pain as he quests for that darkness. It makes his plan all too clear for the young Keybearer; Xigbar plans to make him into one of them, into Ansem once more. His heart recoils at the notion, trapped in his hold and unable to escape. It thunders in his chest as though it could burst.
He doesn't have the thought to realize Xigbar's displeased about something. The darkness wraps around the light within him and threatens to taint it, smother it down and corrupt every ounce of it.
No. He won't allow it.
His eyes narrow into slits of sea-green and his mouth moves in angry defiance.]
Get off.
[It's a whispered hiss, a betrayal of weakness. But then Riku's arms move and his instincts take over, his body moving without him. He rips through the darkness, his power curling in his free hand. It burns and it aches with familiar intensity, and it is his and no one else's. It is all he's worked for and all he has embraced in his years on the path of dawn.
He slams it without preamble into Xigbar's good eye, power scorching his hand.]
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He doesn't have the thought to realize Xigbar's displeased about something. The darkness wraps around the light within him and threatens to taint it, smother it down and corrupt every ounce of it.
No. He won't allow it.
His eyes narrow into slits of sea-green and his mouth moves in angry defiance.]
Get off.
[It's a whispered hiss, a betrayal of weakness. But then Riku's arms move and his instincts take over, his body moving without him. He rips through the darkness, his power curling in his free hand. It burns and it aches with familiar intensity, and it is his and no one else's. It is all he's worked for and all he has embraced in his years on the path of dawn.
He slams it without preamble into Xigbar's good eye, power scorching his hand.]
Get off of me!