paixaorpg | Oh God Oh God We're All Gonna Die? [Completed]

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Oh God Oh God We're All Gonna Die? [Completed]

Character(s): Cid, Roxas, and anyone else who wants to join
Content: Cid and ~~his adopted son~~ Roxas are out getting medicine when Anti attacks.
Setting: The area near Cid's shop.
Time: Saturday Morning
Warnings: Alot of gore, most likely.

Goddamn kids. What did he look like a freakin' babysitter?

Ah-AhCHOO!

Cid glanced down at a sniffling Roxas, who had somehow managed to catch a rather nasty cold since he started working for the pilot four days ago. The old man was unfortunately out of medicine and had to go get some, but Roxas insisted he come along. He'd taken the medicine but it hadn't kicked in yet, and now the two were walking back to the store.

Sighing, Cid put his hand on the boy's shoulder, steadying the young 'uns gait as they continued walking. But as they neared the square that their shop was located, something seemed off.

The streets were usually crowded with people, especially at this hour--while it was early morning, it wasn't an obscene hour... He glanced around, raising an eyebrow as he noticed many of the shops were still marked as closed.

Then he heard the screaming.

He tightened his grip on Roxas's shoulder, pulling him closer and then opening a door to one of the shops. Cid pushed the boy in and stuck his head in the door, whispering fiercely, "Y'keep your skinny ass in here, y'hear? Don't come out until I tell you to, got it?"

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Roxas sniffled a few times and rubbed his eyes. He hadn't slept well in a while - he was too stuffed up for his head to relax well enough - and he just wanted to get back to the shop and crash upstairs. Roxas probably should have been in bed then but he hated waiting around. When Mr. Cid went to get the medicine and had gone with him, a decision he was beginning to regret. Still, he did feel a little better now that he had gotten the medicine and he'd feel a lot better once he got to sleep.

He noticed Mr. Cid looking around. "What's wrong Mr. Cid-" he began to ask but was cut off.

Mr. Cid pulled him roughly into a nearby shop. "Y'keep your skinny ass in here, y'hear? Don't come out until I tell you to, got it?"

He pushed his head out past Mr. Cid and looked out on to the square. "What's going on, Mr. Cid?" he asked. "What was that?"

Cid squawked and grabbed onto the back of Roxas's collar, pushing him back into the room. He put his hands on the boy's shoulders and got down on one knee, looking the little blonde straight in the eye.

"Look, kiddo," he said softly, glancing over his shoulder to make sure the street was still empty. "I know I'm fulla shit sometimes, but trust me on this one, a'right?" Cid took one last, long glace at the boy, then patted his cheek gently before getting back up. "Find a place to hide, y'hear? I'll come back in a bit."

The pilot shut the door behind him and jogged in the direction of the square, slowing and pressing himself against the wall as he drew closer. He clenched his teeth, grinding them together as he heard another scream tear through the morning air.

A child. And from the sound of it, the poor thing couldn't be more than 5 years old. He drew in a deep breath and held it for a moment, preparing himself for what he might see when he turned to look into the square. Moving the last few inches towards the end of the building, he slowly peeked his head around the corner and...

Oh Jesus, Mary and Joseph. He could see it. He could see everything.

There were bodies strewn about all across the courtyard and blood spilled everywhere. He could hear scattered cries of those who'd not been injured badly enough to die immediately.

Lord, don't make him have to be some sort of Angel of Mercy and have to finish them off.

He glanced around the square, trying to keep his eyes off the ground as much as he possibly could. Who on earth could have done--

There. His eyes fell on a figure on the other side of the square, holding a small child in his hands. It was the source of the scream, and was soon silenced as the murderer ripped his hand through the child's midsection and ripped out his innards.

Cid whipped back against the wall, holding his breath and squeezing his eyes closed... that image... that horrifying image burned into his mind for God knows how long. He let the air out of his lungs slowly, fighting hard not to become sick. He had to get back to Roxas.

The old man peeked around the building once more, his eyes finding the figure quickly. It hadn't moved from its spot, staring down at the child it had just murdered as though it were nothing.

It lifted its head and took one more glance around the courtyard, turning in Cid's direction but not spotting the pilot. Cid squinted his eyes, trying to get a look at his face.

S-Sora?!

Damn it all, this time they had really lost track of that Silver Haired Shit.

It'd been already a day now and no lead - except for that one where some kid wanted $5 in exchange, but the information had only turned out to be said kid's old ass geezer of a neighbor. So in all, it hadn't counted. ~~The part where Reno made a nasty fool of himself not listening to Rude and taking action first in finding out the hard way also didn't count either.~~

Reno merely wished the brat a horrible life.

"So, Rude. Who do you like now, yo?" The redhead asked in attempt to liven things up as they walked uninterestedly down the cobblestone road. This search hadn't turned out to be fun at all, boring Reno out of his mind.

To make things worst, their Electronic devices were still drying up from getting thrown into the fountain - long story - and therefore couldn't ~~keep flirting with sexy babes on it~~ contact the Boss or know where the hell everyone was at.

But the one good thing was that Reno got his Electro Mag Rod back!

Yo, sometimes little things had to be taken as miracles in boring foreign places, ok?

((ooc: DAMN TYPOS.))

Rude was grumbling as he fretted over his journal - he hadn't even gotten to play with it yet before once again Reno got him into deep shit. First that thrilling chase with the silver-haired kid and the insanity that had followed, and now this.

Chewing the inside of his cheek as he tried to fix the little device, Rude did a slight double-take at Reno, as if he hadn't realized he'd been spoken to. "Hn...oh. Uh. ..." Shrug. Since when'd he become the event planner? Was a boring day indeed when even Reno was coming to him for ideas on entertainment.

(( OOC: Ohohohohohoho.... I think I shall manage. *evil laugh* ))

Olette skidded to a stop, breathing hard. She didn't think she could run another step. 'Man, I wish I were as good at P.E. as Hayner is.' She froze as a door opened and someone peeked out. Somehow, the back of his head looking familiar.... She stifled a gasp as he was pulled back inside. She walked a little closer, careful to step as lightly and quietly as possible.

"Look, kiddo,"

She could just barely hear what the man was saying.

"I know I'm fulla shit sometimes, but trust me on this one, a'right? Find a place to hide, y'hear? I'll come back in a bit." Indeed, the man left immediately, shutting the door behind him. Olette watched silently as he snuck forwards, and almost let out a scream herself as another scream tore through the air. It couldn't have come from anyone but a child, and Olette's stomach felt as though it had suddenly twisted into a knot. On second thought, she didn't want to see what was around that corner; judging by the man's reaction, it wasn't pleasant.

It suddenly occured to her that she was out in the open. She hurried over to the door the man had left from as quietly and quickly as possible, opened it, slipped in, and shut it behind her. Her heart was still pounding from the run, and she was still breathing hard as she leaned back against the door and closed her eyes, completely forgetting to look around the room.

Cid took one last, long glace at the boy, then patted his cheek gently before getting back up. "Find a place to hide, y'hear? I'll come back in a bit."

He was gone before Roxas could answer. Roxas was fully awake now - surprise and fear tended to do that to people. He didn't want Mr. Cid to go. If it wasn't safe for Roxas it wouldn't be save for him either. But the door closed and there was nothing he could do. Mr. Cid was serious about staying inside and Roxas intended to listen.

He looked around the shop. It was a shoe store. There wasn't really anywhere to hide in the immediate area. He walked away from the door and the big window with the screen pulled down. He figured that no one could tell he was in there because of that but if things were as dangerous as Mr. Cid made them seem, Roxas wasn't going to take the chance.

Roxas walked behind the cashier's counter and ducked down. He heard screaming from outside and shuddered. Then the door opened and closed. For a moment he panicked until he realized it was probably just Cid. He looked over the counter - still cautious.

"Wh-who are you-" He stopped and his eyes widened. "Olette? Is... is that really you?"

"Olette? Is... is that really you?"

Olette jumped and her eyes shot open. She looked around quickly before spotting Roxas peeking over the counter at her. She relaxed slightly. 'This must be who that man was talking to.... But how does he know my name?' "Yes, that's my name...." She eyed him warily. That hair and those eyes looked awfully familiar. She wished he'd stand up so she could get a better look at him. That little throb in her head was present again, although merely an annoyance at the moment.

"Yes, that's my name...."

Roxas came out from behind the corner with a giant smile on is face. "Well, of course it is!" he said with a slight laugh. "I know that. Oh, Olette, I didn't think I'd see anyone from Twilight Town here! You haven't seen Pence or Hayner have you? This is great, I can't believe you're here. Well, this isn't great. I don't know what's going on out side... But it sure is great to see you again Olette!"

"Well, of course it is!" he said with a slight laugh. "I know that. Oh, Olette, I didn't think I'd see anyone from Twilight Town here! You haven't seen Pence or Hayner have you? This is great, I can't believe you're here. Well, this isn't great. I don't know what's going on out side... But it sure is great to see you again Olette!"

Olette merely stared at him, her mouth hanging open slightly. She knew him from somewhere.... He obviously knew her. She felt a huge wave of guilt wash over her. "Um.... I'm sorry, but...." She hesitated, wishing she didn't have to ruin his good mood. "Who are you?" She bit her lip, as if to bite back the words that had already come back. She stared at him for a few moments, and then suddenly she seemed to come to a realization. "Oh! You're him.... You're... you're...." The tiny throb in her head was getting worse, and she wished desperately that it would go away and stop distracting her. "R.... Ro...." She frowned.

"Um... I'm sorry, but... who are you?"

Roxas's face fell. What did she mean? She knew who he was. She was his best friend, of course she know who he was. But looking into Olette's eyes he saw nothing but confusing. How could she have forgotten him? He hadn't been gone that long...

He wanted to say something but couldn't. What was he supposed to say? I'm your best friend who you've forgotten about. Yeah, that would work.

But suddenly, her face brightened. "Oh! You're him... You're... you're... R... Ro..." Olette frowned.

"I'm... I'm Roxas, Olette," he said. "I'm Roxas. I... I mean, you know that, right? You and Pence and Hayner... you guys are my best friends." Roxas didn't know what else to say. "You... you didn't forget about me, did you? I mean..." He trailed off.

"So, Rude. Who do you like now, yo?"

Was that... a voice?!

Cid wrinkled his brows and frowned in the direction of the sound, his eyes leaving the Sora look-alike to search the area once again. What his eyes found, however, was not a welcome sight. It was a sight that made him rather unhappy. A sight that made him want to ~~punch a baby~~ express his irritation in a very loud and violent manner, but... this wasn't exactly the best time or place to be doin' that now would it?

Trying to be as quiet yet attention-getting as he could, Cid flapped his arms rather ridiculously in the direction of the two gentleman. He, of course, checked to see that he was in the murderous figure's blind spot before doing this.

God, let them be smart enough to spot him, shut the hell up and get the hell away!

"I'm... I'm Roxas, Olette," he said. "I'm Roxas. I... I mean, you know that, right? You and Pence and Hayner... you guys are my best friends. You... you didn't forget about me, did you? I mean..."

The feeling of extreme guilt intensified further, and Olette shifted uncomfortably. But at least she knew his name now. "Roxas...." she echoed slowly. That sounded right. The light throb in her head intensified for a moment and then died down. "It's strange...." Her gaze shifted to the floor; the crushing guilt wouldn't let her look him in the eyes. "I sort of remember you, but...." She paused, searching for the words. "It's like the memories aren't-" She stopped herself. Of course they were hers; who else's could they be?

The big oaf wasn't even of much amusement either, simply mumbling away. "Ah come on, yo, remember last time? It was that chick with the..." And trailed off.

"Rude yo," Reno suddenly huffed, a grimace shot quizzically to his friend, "Did you just let one rip? What the hell is that smell?!"

It had indeed started to smell, like some kind of coppery tint to his senses but it just wasn't clicking what it was. And Rude's gas smelled like all kinds of different things every week anyway - Reno knew, the big guy was often the star winner of their little contests. (Yea, they were both very bored men. Though half the time it was only just Reno coaxing Rude into it for fun, like everything else.)

And then something else caught his attention - which was good, as it brought a brightly amused grin to the red-head's face.

"Oh look yo, a flapping Turkey!" He meant Cid, and gave a snarky laugh at the man's epileptic seizure for their attention.

Finally, today looked like it had gotten better already. And maybe a lead! ...Unless the old fart was actually drunk and thought Reno some hot woman or something.

You never know with weirdos around here, yo.

Rude looked behind him, scandalized, then at Reno. Since when did he crack one open in public? Reno was the one who was infamous for being charmingly crass - Rude kept his fouler side for drunken Turk outings and for moments of extreme boredom. "Wasn't me!" Rude interjected, almost a bit too defensively for his liking. Thankfully it directed the conversation away from his vested interest ... oh who was he kidding? It was a full-blown crush now - on Tifa Lockheart.

His attention directed to Cid, he raised a brow at both the man and Reno. "Aibou ... I think he's tryin' to tell us somethin'." Unless the old man had finally cracked and was tryin' to fly without onna his airships, someone wavin' like that usually meant something that needed to be addressed. Pronto.

"OLETTE~!!WAIT FOR ME~...."She stopped yelling as she suddenly saw Olette, and three guys.

A pretty old looking man, not as old as Auron, but older than everybody else there, with goggles on his head. A bald guy with a black outfit and sunglasses, and a red haired man in the same/similar outfit as the bald man. There also was a little boy, probably the same as Olette, and had blonde hair.

"You big meanies, you better done or tried anything to Olette! " Rikku said pointing to Olette and panting from running.

(( OOC: Olette and Roxas aren't outside.... :X ))

((OOC: Rikku tends to do that.....^^; So, it's not really a problem...Everybody else can just go WTF, and she'll be all oops. XDD))

"I sort of remember you, but... It's like the memories aren't-"

"Your own," he finished for her. Roxas sighed. He couldn't hide his disappointment. He was glad to see Olette - nothing made him happier than having a friend here with him - but she couldn't hardly remember him while he could remember everything. What was he supposed to say? What were they supposed to talk about? Still, what she had just said...

"I know how you feel," he told her. "I... I have these dreams sometimes. Of an island somewhere... lots of sand and palm trees. I always thought it was just a dream but... it felt too real. Then, I met this guy here - Sora - and... we had the same dream at the same time. If he had the same dream then maybe... maybe it wasn't my dream... Olette, what's going on?"

"Your own," he finished for her.

Olette nodded, a small mouth forming a tiny frown.

"I know how you feel," he told her. "I... I have these dreams sometimes. Of an island somewhere... lots of sand and palm trees. I always thought it was just a dream but... it felt too real. Then, I met this guy here - Sora - and... we had the same dream at the same time. If he had the same dream then maybe... maybe it wasn't my dream... Olette, what's going on?"

Her gaze flicked from the ground to his eyes in an instant at the mention of Sora. "I don't know what's going on, but... did you say you met Sora? I know him too! He showed up in Twilight Town a while back. It was right after you... left...." 'Hey, I remembered something!'

Rikku paused after saying that.

"Wait....where is Olette?" Rikku said as she looked around and didn't see the girl.

"Olette....OLETTE? Where are you...these people are looking at me like I'm crazy....Olette..." Rikku said looking around.

"I don't know what's going on, but... did you say you met Sora? I know him too! He showed up in Twilight Town a while back. It was right after you... left...."

"You remember when I left!" Roxas said with a small spark of hope. He didn't let it grow, however. That would be hoping for too much. It was clear that things weren't going to be like they had been before. "I... I met Sora here. He came into the shop where I work. Something happened, I don't know what, but we both got this big, I dunno, head ache. And then we had this dream together. I know it sounds weird but it happened. What... what do you know about this guy?"

"I... I met Sora here. He came into the shop where I work. Something happened, I don't know what, but we both got this big, I dunno, head ache. And then we had this dream together. I know it sounds weird but it happened. What... what do you know about this guy?"

"Hmm...." Olette's gaze drifted to the ground. "Not too much. Only that..." ~~He reminds me of you.~~ "...He has a friend named Kairi, who I've met, some King was looking for him, he's friends with these guys named Donald and Goofy- Goofy's in Paixao, by the way-" She counted off on her fingers. "Annnnd.... I think that's about it, actually." It was just like her to be detailed; it certainly worked for essays!

"Hm.... But getting a head ache like that IS kind of wierd." She shifted, putting most of her weight on one of her legs. She neglected to mention that she'd been having head aches as well. Telling someone about how you get a head ache whenever you thought too hard about them was not her idea of pleasant conversation.

Still, she was glad she remembered him. It was worth any number of head aches. She shifted her weight again and felt something in her pocket press against her leg. She reached down, opened the pocket, and pulled out her hand-made munny bag. She cocked her head and stared at it thoughtfully for a moment before opening it. She reached in and pulled out a familiar yellow orb. "...You gave me this, didn't you?" She could have sworn she hadn't had it before she came to Paixao....

Cid felt his jaw drop as he heard a woman's voice break the silence outside, whipping around to face a confused (and half-dressed) blonde girl in the street. Throwing one last glance in the direction of the two men in the black coats, Cid rushed over to the blonde, putting his hand over her mouth and pressing her against the wall, bringing a finger to his lips and whispering, "This ain't no picnic, missy. So if you don't want to get killed, I suggest you keep quiet."

Rikku was suddenly was up against a wall.

"This ain't no picnic, missy. So if you don't want to get killed, I suggest you keep quiet." was told to her by one of the men there.

Rikku had a shocked face, the word "Killed" went through mind and her eyes widened.

"What did I do?!" She muffled do to the fact that a hand was covering her mouth. She was confused and a bit aggravated, since she did not know what was going on, also did not know why she would get killed. She crossed her arms stood there, wondering what was going on, and where this would take her, and what happend to her companion, Olette.

Cid's eyes narrowed and he glanced over in the direction of the square again, making sure the figure hadn't followed them.

"You thought it'd be a good idea t'let someone who just slaughtered an entire courtyard fulla people know where we are," he hissed, glancing over his shoulder again. His eyes fell on the doorway he'd shoved Roxas in before--without warning, he grabbed the blondie's arm and bolted for it.

He listened to her talk about Sora for a moment. So she knew more about him than he did anyways. Roxas wondered who these friends of Sora's were. He'd only met Riku and Namine and it seemed Olette hadn't. He wanted to know more about them. There was something... Well, he didn't know how to explain it. There was just something about them.

And, of course, Sora.

"...You gave me this, didn't you?"

Roxas came back from his thoughts. Olette was holding her munny purse in one hand and a small yellow orb in another.

"Yeah!" he said with a grin. "Just a few days ago on the train. Right after I won the struggle battle. I beat Seifer's- I guess you don't remember that..."

"Yeah!" he said with a grin. "Just a few days ago on the train. Right after I won the struggle battle. I beat Seifer's- I guess you don't remember that..."

Olette stared at the orb in her for a few moments, a tiny frown on her face. That irritating throb wouldn't leave her alone. It was very strange, but she remembered vaguely cheering for Roxas at the Struggle tournament... and Seifer getting beat up by Vivi. Yet, she also remembered Vivi getting beat up by Seifer. It was really quite strange, almost as though there were two different memories of the same event, and- that throb was really annoying.

"Yeah.... And you gave Hayner the red one and Pence the green one... right?" She looked back up at him for confirmation.

Rikku was grabbed by the arm and was dragged into a store, along with the man from the alley way. She stumbled a little, after the arm that was dragging her disappeared.

"Hey~! Why ya yanking?!" Rikku said as soon as she turned around to see the man. The man was peeking cautiously out the window, by moving part of the screen at one of it's opposite ends. He didn't seem to be paying attention to her at all. She then quietly walked behind him and went right next to his opposite arm, the arm that was not pulling the screen from it's original state, and looked to the right and left.

"Whatcha lookin at?" She asked curiously looking out the window.

"Yeah.... And you gave Hayner the red one and Pence the green one... right?"

Roxas nodded. "Yeah, that's right." He smiled brightly. "See Olette? You do remember! I don't know why it's so hard for you though-"

He was cut off as Mr. Cid burst through the door with another person and slammed the door behind him. He looked back cautiously through the window.

"Mr. Cid!" he called out. "Mr. Cid! What's going on?"

Cid opened his mouth to answer the little blonde girl he'd dragged along, but was cut off by Roxas's exclamation.

"I'll be damned if I know what the hell's going on out there, kid," he muttered, scratching his head. "But there's a square fulla dead people and only one person out there with blood on their hands." He frowned, furrowing his brow. It wasn't... really Sora, was it?

"Yeah, that's right." He smiled brightly. "See Olette? You do remember! I don't know why it's so hard for you though-"

Olette couldn't help but smile back. His smile certainly was infectious.... She jumped and turned around quickly as the door opened and slammed shut. She only relaxed as she realized Roxas and this man knew each other.

"Whatcha lookin at?"

So Rikku was there too. Good. Olette had been feeling a bit guilty about running off on her.

"Mr. Cid! Mr. Cid! What's going on?"

"I'll be damned if I know what the hell's going on out there, kid," Olette grimaced. She'd never been fond of people with foul mouthes. "But there's a square fulla dead people and only one person out there with blood on their hands."

Olette made a face that could only be decribed as ' :O ' and squeaked. It had been a good idea not to look around that corner....

Rikku heard a voice coming from behind her and the man. ' Mr. Cid? ' she said to herself as she was turning around, 'that must be that man's name.... She turned around to see a blonde hair and blue eyed boy, and OLETTE!!

"OLETTE~!!" Rikku squealed as she ran towards her. "Are you hurt or anything?"

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