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Character(s): Wolf, Zidane, Scar, Remus, and Anyone else who comes by after Remus shows up
Content: The Fog has infected Wolf’s mind to thinking Zidane is plotting against him. They have a fight, but it gets worse later when the heartless get involved by a certain lion.
Setting: Outside the Matteus Museum of Art
Time: Evening
Warnings: Violence and Angst

Wolf waited by the Art Museum, he kept his hands in his pockets. It was dark and the artificial stars and moon shined in the night. Wolf starred around him as the silence echoed the air from the bitter depths of the fog that suffocated the air. It made him irritated and suspicious, was it possible that Zidane might attack him now, behind his back.

Though even if Zidane were to try something, Wolf would hear it, he knew he would, there was no doubt in his mind about that. He bit the corner of his bottom lip as he lingered. What was it that Zidane was up to, was he working for the Queen? What did he do on his so-called date with Osaka? Anger built within Wolf, as he felt himself growl under his sharp teeth.

It wasn’t like Wolf to be so suspicious, but it just seemed appropriate to be right now. His gut feeling never lied and he had to go with it. Wolf glared from side to side, turning his attention to every movement, every noise he could possibly hear. His snarls slightly escaping his lips as he stood there, watching, waiting.

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Zidane had to admit, he was a little bit worried about what Wolf wanted in the middle of the night, but hey, maybe nightly hours were a thing of his. Still, it seemed pretty odd. Odd or not, Zidane heads out to talk with Wolf, the fog only a bother when it came to seeing clearly, and he uses his journal more than not as a guide to the museum.

"Hey, Wolf! I'm here," he calls out to announce his arrival, peering around. His daggers were sheathed - as they rightfully should be. Wolf was his friend, right?

Wolf glanced, when he heard footsteps come near him. Though Zidane called out to him, he wasn’t going to fall for his friendly nature. He knew something was up, and his mind is not going to change on him. Wolf smirked in response, “A pleasure Zidane, it’s good to see that you made it tonight.”

A growl hindered Wolf’s voice as he turned to face the boy. “Now that you’re hear I want to discuss some things,” Wolf spoke, his voice was almost threateningly soft and calm, though a storm was about to hit the very core if his nerve were to go off. “First, I’m sure you had fun dating Osaka, how did it go?”

Something was most definitely off here, but Zidane kept his cool and just gave Wolf what he wanted. "It went fine. The opera house was closed to the public, so we just went around the city and I got her a bite to eat." Pretty simple, but it was fun nonetheless.

Wolf was clearly not convinced. He stood his ground facing Zidane, in a sorta of stand off. He stared at him for a moment and then lowered his gaze, “Really? Didn’t do anything else didja?”

There was no mistake that Zidane was up to something, Wolf could just tell. He glanced to the side, and then looked back at him, “Didn’t have any conversations that were important at all?”

Okay, now he was starting to take some offense. This wasn't just some conversation between friends. "...Hey! Just what are you tryin' to accuse me of? It was just a basic date. I figured I owed it to the nice girl! I just got to know her."

Wolf growled, the hackles of the back of his hair started to stand on his neck, “Don’t play dumb, I know you’re working for the Queen. Why else would you go after someone so close to me?!” He started the advance on Zidane his fists gripped, as if wanting to corner him to the wall, his eyes starting change to the strange glow of yellow. Wolf snarled in a huff, as he started to show his now sharp teeth, he was becoming wild with building anger caused by the strange fog.

“You’re after her aren’t you? You only want to get inside her mind so you can have me work for the Queen again, well it’s NOT GOING TO HAPPEN!!” Wolf yelled, as he sprung at Zidane, claws now fully opened, intending of slashing him to ribbons.

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Zidane stands his ground, not understanding what's come over Wolf, but then... just how well did Zidane even know him? They barely met and - no, Zidane had a good judge of character. This shouted wrongness. "I don't know any queens! And I met you and Osaka at the same time - there wasn't anything special about it!"

And then Wolf was at him and Zidane's back hit the ground, grappling with Wolf, trying to keep those claws from touching him. "Snap out of this, Wolf! This can't be your true nature! It just can't!"

Please.

High above the two fighting men, the black tuft of fur at the end of a lion's tail flicked back and forth with interest. Scar was laying down on the corner of a rooftop, tail hanging over the edge, his head over one paw leaning out into the dark air. He had not expected to see Wolf wandering the streets alone so late at night, and, what's more, he had not expected him to start a fight with someone else, who was clearly supposed to be his friend.

A smile broke across Scar's maw as he observed, fascinated with the dealings of these humans. Wolf seemed to have gone perfectly insane. Not that Scar minded, of course, but...that gave him an idea. It had worked, to some extent, with that boy in Spira, but the boy had become suspicious too quickly. Scar had been the only one around, after all...but that was a matter to be dealt with some other time. Here, there was another victim, just begging for his attention.

In the midst of the fight, pools of darkness formed on the cobblestone pavement. Shadows dredged themselves from the depths, and they began to close in on the smaller man with the monkey tail. To all appearances, they moved in perfect synchronized time with Wolf.

Hands opened, claws wide, the attack was about to strike Zidane. A slash and a cut would have sliced him for sure, but something caught Wolf’s eye. Sharp claws hanged in the air as he quickly skidded in his jump, almost toppling over Zidane. Wolf’s hand grabbed Zidane’s arm, as he whipped his head toward what he saw. His eyes widen at what came toward them, dark creatures came out from the night at them, and they were all around him following his every move with him. Wolf knew what those things were, heartless!

Wolf yelped, as they seemed to pounce toward Zidane and him. He let go of Zidane and stumbled backwards in surprise. Where did they come from? Why are they here all of a sudden? Wolf didn’t know what to do, he started to panic, not sure whether he should be attacking Zidane or the heartless. Though the creature didn’t seem to be focused on him exactly, they were going toward his enemy! What was going on?!

In Wolf's flurry, Zidane stumbles at being turned and twisted around, just as confused, but he settles to standing protectively before Wolf, leaving his back fresh open as he faces down the Heartless. Oh, he remembers these alright. It makes him grit his teeth and draw his daggers, crouching into a combat position, trying to use their yellow eyes to keep track of them all amongst the darkness.

"It's okay - I've got this!"

He breathes and hopes his trust in Wolf is well placed. He's not sure he can manage to shuffle back and forth between the Heartless and Wolf without getting one of them hurt.

Wolf backed up, he looked all around him, heartless were attacking. His mind raced, he felt his heart beat loud, confusion and fear already was starting to blind him. Wolf waved his arms and slashed away any heartless that were threatening to come near him. He at least thought they were coming at him, but no, they seem to be attracted to Zidane. Wolf’s eyes widen, why were they doing that? He should be the one taking care of Zidane, not the heartless, he growled, “What in the fairying-”

More heartless appeared coming toward them. Wolf panicked again, his gut reaction was to slash at them, but more just seem to come out from the ground. Whipping around to see the never ending swarm aiming for Wolf’s opponent. He gritted his teeth, and quickly reached in his pocket for his journal. His fingers shaking for the controls to go to voice on his journal, “REMUS! I need your help, we’re outside the museum of art-It’s the heartless, they’re here-They’re everywhere-I can’t-GRRAAAH!”

One of the heartless slammed into Wolf and literally pushed him outside away from Zidane. He looked up to see that his journal slid away from him too. Wolf was on all fours near the wall, lights shinning from his own yellow eyes in the dark he watched the number of heartless attacking Zidane. Why were they doing this?! WHY?! This can’t be happening, it can’t be! He screamed after him in complete confusion and terror, “ZIDAAAANNNEE!!!”

Okay, he got this. Really.

No, no.

He got this during the first two waves of Heartless, now he was kind of getting unsteady on his feet, the yellow of the eyes blurring together and making him lose focus. Come on, Zidane, buck up. You've been through worse. But he always had someone fighting besides him, watching his back even. Zidane wasn't even sure where Wolf was, and wasn't that just causing him to panic more than he needed right now.

"You guys can't get enough of me, eh?!" he yells, slashing through the abyss. His swings were getting more inaccurate. He tried to steady his breathing and focus, but they weren't stopping -

“ZIDAAAANNNEE!!!”

His head snaps up and he looks in the direction of the shout. Wolf! He was still alright! Well. He was still conscious anyway. "Wo -" his answering call is cut off by the Heartless taking advantage of his distraction and beating him into the ground. His head knocks hard into Paixao's street, and Zidane is out cold, daggers scattering away from him.

Edited 2010-12-04 07:30 (UTC)

Wolf jaw dropped as the heartless knocked out Zidane. He jumped from his spot slashing his way toward him, the heartless dissolved in each hit. Wolf was in a fury, and full out confusion. Why were heartless out here in the first place?! He smashed away the heartless, but was pulled back away from them onto the ground. Wolf whipped his head back as he watched them beat Zidane senseless. He sat there for a minute or so wondering what to do. Should he save Zidane? Wolf didn’t want to kill him. He was only really suspicious of him, that’s all!

Just that moment, not only a second had passed before the heartless started to dissolve back into the ground. Wolf’s eyes were wide, his eyes no longer yellow, but back to blue, pupils still constricted. He slowly got up, was it… That he was wrong, that Zidane wasn’t working for the Queen after all? Wolf made his way toward Zidane, extending his hands to lift him up in his arms gradually. This wasn’t what he wanted. He just needed answers and was gonna scare him into talking, he didn’t want it like this.

Wolf put his hand over the boy’s heart. He was still alive, but unconscious, that’s for sure. Wolf honestly was in complete shock, what should he do?! Where should he go? How could he explained what just happened?! “…Zidane?” Wolf asked, his voice shaking a bit, he stared at the kid that lay in his arms unconscious. He could almost feel his eyes sting at the burning confusion that had built up inside him.

Scar's eyes grew wide with interest when Wolf began to scream into his journal. He peered over the edge of his perch, then silently leaped down, some distance away from where Wolf and the Heartless were still fighting. They chipped away at the tailed boy's stamina, and though it took far longer than Scar had expected, eventually the Heartless won. The boy fell, losing consciousness as his head hit the pavement. Scar smiled.

With a wave of his paw, the Heartless were gone. Wolf himself was not perfectly unscathed, which would make this all the easier should someone show up--perhaps this "Remus" he'd called to on the journals. Scar approached without a sound from behind.

"Wolf, what have you done?" His voice pierced the silence with a certain menace, his accusatory tone echoing through the empty street.

Wolf whipped his head up to look at the lion that approached him. He knew who it was, “Scar!” Wolf spoke out seeing him only frightened and confused him more, why was he here. More importantly, Scar saw what happened, and thought this to be Wolf’s fault. He looked around, at the dark vacant streets, still holding onto Zidane. He gritted his teeth as he stared back into Scar’s eyes.

“I didn’t… This wasn’t my fault! The heartless, they came out of nowhere and-Zidane! They all just ganged up on him, I couldn’t get to him-I…” Wolf said, his words jumbling together in uncertainty. He really was not sure why the heartless were here in the first place nor why they attacked Zidane, “Why him? Why did they…”

Scar gave Wolf a most understand look, and his voice matched, as he came nearer and nearer to the frightened half-wolf. "Do you know, Wolf, what attracts the Heartless most?"

Seeing the lost look in Wolf's eyes could only remind Scar of his nephew on the day he'd killed Mufasa. This wasn't going to have the same effect, of course, but it would certainly be to his advantage once this "Remus" Wolf had called for frantically showed up.

Wolf looked back at Scar, was there more to the heartless than he knew about? He only knew that they were monsters that came from the darkness. The worse of them were the ones the play on your fears. Wolf loosened his grip on Zidane, but still held him. Uncertain of what to do with the boy now, Wolf could only consult with Scar now, his voice lingered, "...No, I... I don’t.”

"They seek out the darkness in people's hearts." Scar got closer to Wolf. "But that doesn't sound like your friend there, does it? He wasn't doing anything at all, was he?"

The menace underlying Scar's caring tone gave his voice a rasping quality, echoing eerily in the still night.

He dramatically held a paw over his mouth, looking demure. "Oh dear...that would mean...it was you."

Wolf was suspicious of Zidane just moments ago, but it really did seem that the boy was now innocent. Whatever feeling he had about him seemed went away, as soon as the fog lifted.

Though without warning Wolf froze, as soon as Scar mentioned that possibility of the darkness coming from him. A shiver ran down Wolf’s spine, it was him? He summoned the heartless… from the darkness of his heart?

Wolf’s breath stood still as he stared at Scar, “…What? You mean that I…” He looked back down at Zidane, in disbelief of what he just did to the kid. This was beyond horrifying, if the darkness in heart can harm people with the heartless, that means it could get worse. Wolf stared at Zidane, his eyes starting to glisten at the very thought of this.

Scar nodded slowly. "If you hadn't met him here...none of this would have happened."

The lion stepped yet closer still, though not enough that he would feel he was looking too far up at Wolf. "You're very lucky, though. It seems that he still has his heart."

Remus had been sleeping in the apartment when his journal suddenly exploded with the sound of Wolf's cry. He had been so startled that he had fallen off the couch with a large thump, bruising his elbow and cursing under his breath.

Unfortunately, Remus didn't get all the information he needed as he was too startled to hear everything clearly. Remus replayed the message, wincing at the volume of Wolf's voice. He then grabbed his own journal and his wand, then pulled on his cloak and shoes and rushed out the door. Thankfully, Remus had gotten the hang of the devise and he got the map function out to get to the art museum.

Normally, Remus kept his wand in his packet. Tonight, it was gripped firmly in his hand as he cast the Lumos spell to use it as a kind of flashlight. He ran all the way to the art museum through the thick fog. Even with the light from his wand, it was almost impossible to see past a few feet in front of him.

Finally, the wizard reached his destination, and he panned the light from his wand over the scene in front of him. He saw Wolf, looking as if he had just committed a terrible crime and was very regretful of it, a sinister looking lion, and in Wolf's arms, a guy with what looked like a monkey tail. Even on his standards, this was more than a bit odd. At first, he could only stare in confusion. (And wondered about that damned tail on the other person. Remus might be able to fix that.) And then, he finally found his voice.

"What's going on?"

Wolf stared at Zidane, his heart was almost taken, and the thought was only making this more painful. He gritted his teeth as he sat there, wishing that there were some kind of other explanation for this.

As soon as Wolf heard Remus, his head looked up at him. Though it was apparent that he looked extremely guilty about what happened. His eyes gleamed, he wanted to whimper, but he was trying to hold himself from doing so.

“Remus…” Wolf said, as he looked back down at Zidane, “They… The heartless I…” He couldn’t find his voice. He wanted to say that he did this to Zidane. Though it was if his heart was restraining him from speaking as well, “The darkness…. It was the darkness of my…”

"The Heartless attacked this young man," Scar said, picking up where Wolf's uncertain words trailed off. He took a few steps toward Remus, and noticed that the man had an odd scent about him, similar to Wolf's, but not as strong.

"Wolf tried to fend them off, but they were simply too much for him." The lion slowly let his head fall. "Once I arrived, the Heartless were all gone."

Remus still stood there, somehow keeping his mouth from gaping open when the lion started to speak. Apparently there were world where animals talked. Who knew?

Anyway, back to...reality? Remus gazed at the young man with the tail, then back at Wolf, who was obviously trying to say something significant, but couldn't. Remus walked over to the pair, leaving a wide area around the lion and took a look at the monkey-tailed guy. He was still breathing, but the chance that he could have suffered damage he couldn't see was pretty high in Remus' opinion. He looked back to Wolf to ask a question, but decided his friend was a bit too upset to say anything, so he turned to the lion.

"Do you know if there's a hospital around here?" Remus pulled out his journal as he asked, trying to look up one and its location anyway. He wasn't sure if he could really trust something with such large fangs and sharp claws.

Wolf’s entry over the strange network thingy had struck fear into Alice’s heart and made the color leave her petite face. He’d said something about the heartless and that made her heart stop. What if he was hurt? What if they took it, his heart, what would he be like without a heart? Would he… Would he die? She didn’t want to think about it, nothing like that could be good and she could only hope that somehow there would be something for her to do to help, but it was unlikely. Especially if it came down to some sort of combat.

She was running as fast as her small feet could take her after the other girl had told her they were at the museum. Alice had only really explored the city and all that it entailed a bit but her father had told her museums were the first place to look in a new city and so she’d at least made note of where it was. Huffing as she ran, which was very unladylike a thing to do in the first place, she spotted the group of people and a familiar looking lion near the doors to the museum. Her legs ached but she pressed on, it wasn’t that often she was running about after all.

“Mister Wooooolf!!” She cried as she approached and despite trying not to, she felt her eyes swelling with tears which soon fell down along her cheeks. She had, after all, been extremely worried about him.

Osaka had been given ample warning about going outside after dark, of course. And she hadn't really wanted to go out in this fog to start with. It was really spooky out here, after all. But somehow, she made it to the museum, coming out of the fog at a pace barely above a walk, although not for lack of trying - this really was her top speed.

Somewhere ahead of her, she heard somebody's voice calling Mr. Wolf's name, and feebly echoed it herself. "Woooolf..." That had to mean she was almost there, right?

Fortunately, she was. She arrived on the scene quite out of breath, and needed a moment to catch it before she could even look at what was going on. There was a girl she didn't recognize, and a boy with what she assumed was a flashlight, and a lion, and then Wolf - and Zidane, in his arms. Honestly she couldn't make heads or tails of the scene, and it was with that total confusion that she shuffled toward the party. "Hey, what's goin' on? Are you guys okay?"

Wolf’s eyes widen as soon as Scar defended him, saying that he protected Zidane. He looked at Scar in surprise, almost breathless. Though the lion knew he summoned the heartless with the darkness, he helped him anyway? Unconciously he nodded in agreement with Remus that Zidane needed to be taken to the hospital or something. Wolf stared at Scar for a moment. Perhaps the lion wasn’t as bad as Timon said he was. Maybe, Alice was right too.

Just in the thought of the dear girl, Wolf heard her voice cried out for his name. He quickly looked around and saw Alice running toward him. “Alice!” Wolf called out, as he reached up his arm and held out his hand for her. What was she doing out here at this time of night?!

Another girl’s voice came, this one Wolf knew for sure as he looked toward the sound. “Osaka, you’re here too?” Wolf eyes frustrated on the two girls who came to join the group. He growled a bit, his one arm still clutching to Zidane, “Wh-Why aren’t you two inside?! It’s dangerous out here! The heartless might of-…” He looked down at Zidane remember what he had just done. What if those girls were here earlier, they might have got caught up, and Wolf wouldn’t have been able to stop the heartless. The darkness of his heart might have done that… He winced. Wolf didn’t want to think about that.

"...Alice?" The presence of the girl surprised Scar, but he had no ill thoughts of her being here...aside from how annoying she was. She would only make his plan work all the better, her trust in him would help to convince Wolf.

"Perhaps it would be best if we were to retreat inside. I do not know where the nearest hospital is, but it will be easy to learn using the journals." He faced Remus as he spoke, clearly indicating that he meant for the other man to perform that task.

"If the Heartless have shown here once, they may do so again, and very soon. And with two young girls here, it would prove difficult to keep everyone safe."

Of course, the Heartless were just as capable of appearing indoors, but none of these humans had been in the city long enough to know that. This...Zidane, perhaps, would be able to tell them that when he awoke, but the wounds inflicted by the Heartless should guarantee some time between now and then.

Remus raised a brow when the two girls arrived on the scene. How many young girls did Wolf know, anyway? And for that matter, how many people did this lion know? Was he saving them for an afternoon (or midnight) snack or something?

He snapped back from his thoughts at the words of the lion. He nodded in agreement. "The sooner the better." Remus flicked his wand as he muttered a few words under his breath and suddenly, out of nowhere, a stretcher appeared in front of Remus. "Wolf. Let's get him on this. He'll be easier to transport this way." He pointed to the poor young man with the monkey tail.

Fortunately, Remus was also able to locate the city's hospital. Unfortunately, it wasn't as close as he would have liked, though it should take them too long to get there if they didn't run in to any trouble. Remus pointed west. "There's a hospital this way. We can take him there and stay the night, just in case any more of those things happen to be out."

Remus made a note to visit the library and look up some information on these 'heartless.' It seemed like they caused a lot of trouble around here.

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