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Sunday, 6 February 2011
08:35:21 PM (GMT)

Only one left.

Frixie was sat in the grey room, his head in his arms. It was so quiet, he hated the
quiet. He wanted it to be broken by something- anything. The quiet meant he had to
think and boy, had been been thinking a lot lately. He was never quite the same after
Dexion's death, the light in his eyes had seemed to burn out along with most of his
care free attitude, he became rather reclusive and spent most of his time moping
around.

And then Xilatz went.

Now he'd never admit it to anyone in particular but, Frixie had once had a tiny crush
on Xilatz. It was very little so the nuclear boy had never progressed with it. Frixie
had regarded Xilatz as one of his bff's to put it in shorter terms, even if Xilatz
sometimes couldn't stand him. He did his best to get over his other friends death but
he failed miserably. He became incresingly violent towards people and was told
upfront to 'calm down or he would be obliterated'. He did his best to control his
erratic spike in personality and emotions- he'd do it for Xeirox now that she also
lost who she loved, now that she'd also lost her mind.

Then she was murdered.

Frixie ran a hand through his hair, tears once more dripping down his face. He'd lost
everything, absolutley everything here, his friends, his mind, his soul. It was just
him. Just him and that bastard Xemnas. He didn't even call him superior anymore, he
adressed him by god knows how many curses. He wasn't bothered anymore, he just wanted
to kill everything and anything, having a few strikes at the superior. His eyes
scanned around, looking at the various sorch marks, the holes, the small flecks of
blood from his bare knuckles. He had to get his anger out and now destroying was his
only option. 

They're all gone Frixie. And they're not coming back. It's your turn
next.

He ran a hand through his hair, wiping away his glowing tears once again and smiling
sadly. He remembered first meeting Xeirox- how his juice box was covered in the
stuff. The same had been with Xilatz, with the juice boxes which he loved so very
much. He hadn't drunk one in a while, he didn't buy them anymore. He didn't do
anything that reminded him of his lost friends and loved ones. He was dead- Frixie
was dead in himself.
A hand on his shoulder broke the boy out of his trance and bright green eyes swerved
up to meet piercing yellow ones. "Frixie. It's your turn," Xemnas said in a deep
voice, opening a portal infront of the wreckage of a boy. Frixie blinked a few times
and stood up. He smiled weakly, nodding and walking through, being sent to his death,
his un timely death. He glanced back at Xemnas and chuckled."You really are the angel
of death," He mused before skipping through for the last time.
Last edited: 6 February 2011

Comments 
‹.::SHINee♥Locket::.› says:   6 February 2011   116279  
;-;
//crying heart out

beautiful... Porr Frix, bygod. Last one standing...

Love it
Love him
Love you

//shot
//brick'd
//fggt'd
 
‹knight of ren› says:   6 February 2011   835236  
@Kitty_cat_miaow 

Thankyou.
He loves you two

And wants Dexions babies 
 
‹.::SHINee♥Locket::.› says :   6 February 2011   485329  
@Trainer_Nio_Nio 
Perhaps in teh afterlife, my love~ 
 

 
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